⠀⠀⠀ ╱ 𝒊 never 𝗱͟𝗲͟𝗺͟𝗮͟𝗻͟𝗱, but ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝒊’m up for 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦. ❜ a modern portrayal of ; ━──┈ 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐉𝐎𝐘.

“I mean, I don't wanna be arrested because I watched you accidentally walk into traffic, so.” Cracks a smile nonetheless. “Don't mention it.”

Groans quietly, hands wrapping around her wrists and prying it gently off his face. “I'm not blue. Now sit down before you hurt yourself.”

“Careful there, 'm still your older brother.” That earns her a light flick on the forehead, taking a seat on the arm of her couch. “Busy. He's with his sister, whom I'm sure isn't bullying him right now, /unlike somebody./”

Embraces tight and rests chin on top of her head with a huff.

Robb sucks in a quiet breath and keeps his gaze steady on her even if every part of his being tells him to look away. “Yes. It's been over a month, really.”

“Why do people always fixate on that, why can't it be, ‘oh hey, you're back!’” He chuckles lowly, pulling away just enough to get a good look at her. “No major injuries while I was gone?”

❝The mind speaks louder than the voice.❞ An original character based on the world of ASoIaF. Robert Baratheon's second bastard from the Westerlands. A music-loving twin, dog dad, and social isolation enthusiast. ㅤㅤㅤ𝐈𝐭'𝐬 #SᴀssʏRᴏsᴇ 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧!

Like literally or is this one of those old people metaphors?

“Are you kiddin'—” A lifetime of stern looks and chides instilled in him kicks in and Robb manages not to yank her hair right back, even though it would be /so/ easy. “You're more of a menace than Rickon.”

So I was right on the metaphor. What's he up to?

Ain't that the image. Eugh.

So glad that this part of the conversation isn't said out loud because he's thirty and neon green hair would look so good on her. That is if he doesn't botch it on purpose. “Oh, the same niece you haven't brought over since I was back? That niece?”

kicks.

!!! YOU'RE NOT BLONDE.

This is the first thing that greets me.

Alright, hand my niece over. She hasn't been spoiled in forever.

WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO LOUD.