( ❛ & little princess. )

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                                       Silent & still the little princess
                      tries to APPEAR, almost as if she is up to something,
                      something that M U S T be
                      kept concealed.
                                             Brown eyes dart up         to the taller,
                                             slender lady, as her tiny lips purse.

                                                       { why must she jest now? }

                      ‘  Yes, Papa { BOUGHT } me the pony,
                               but  no one wants to teach me how to
                                      ride yet————— it’s NOT fair, Lya. ‘ 

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                           lips  curve,   fondness  dripping  from
                           very   pores  for  child  before  her  &   for 
                           brief    moment   she    is    silent   within 
                           { FEIGNED CONTEMPLATION }   ;;
                                                                                         head
                           canting & roseate lips  pursing 'fore it is
                           another    smile    gracing   sun    kissed 
                           northern visage.

                                          ❝ I am a rather accomplished
                            rider myself, if your  father approves of
                            it, I would be more than happy to teach
                            you to ride like no other. ❞

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EVERY GIRL

ind. priv. sel. canon divergent book based lyanna stark from asoiaf established: 9.13 && rebooted 1.14.
written by JAILIN
{ 22 | she/her/hers | pst }

#ofwolfmaids

HAS WOLVES

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permanent starter call.
thread tracker.

PACING RHYTHMS

i am not your apocalypse, i am not your salvation, my body is a kingdom meant only for a queen. i will take your crown, i will shape your stars, my life might not be my own but yours ?? i will make it so !! immortality is an escape, absolution from revolution, blessed by dying breaths of kings who lived too long. you called me an angel, blessed me with candle-bright lies. i will make angels fall, i will burn your kingdom down. immortality belongs to the dead, so bury me with my crown.

IN HER VEINS !!

i am not, nor do i claim to either be or be affiliated with hailee steinfeld or any of my face claims or have any connection to asoiaf. all writing here is my own, however, && my portrayal is based off of my own headcanons && beliefs formed upon watching the movie. i ask you to not take anything used here for yourself, with the exception of utilizing headcanons in our threads, without my permission.