and I know the call of my unborn sons colors all I've done.

[hypercompetent]

 

Son, hear your father clear deep in your heart; ❝ Son, know your enemy as I would have them know my son. ❞

the murderpupsau catchall post

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[claustrophobe]

[Crossing his arms as he approaches, Isaac taps his foot.]

Come on, Stiles, we tried a lot. We even tried civilian clothes.

Besides, he makes a pretty good Stark. Right, Scott?

[He and Scott both listen to Stiles every time Stiles tells them about his favourite books, after all.]

[puppyface]

We were hoping you could help.

[He looks to Isaac, crossing his arms as well, almost as if he's mimicking.]

Yeaaah, except he wouldn't die. Ned dies, right?

[Scott sounds pretty serious about it, in a way that might seem heavy, but doesn't bother him at all.]

He won't. He'd win the throne, hands down.