#;;robin

[savagc]

@wontgodowninhistory​ wrote:  [ entwine ] (robin is hand holder. it’s her favorite form of affection)

from the street one might look up and see the glowing light through luna’s bedroom window, the tell-tale flickering and fading, in and out...of a movie playing. they might even hear the muffled sound and try to guess what was being watched. only herself and robin knew the line-up of blockbuster movie cases sprawled out on her bedroom floor among the various ripped open packages of red vines and m&ms, wrappers crinkling, the coke cans with carbonated sugar fizzing inside against the aluminum. 

she became very aware of her own heartbeat joining those sounds when she felt robin’s hand slide into her own; her pulse surfaced in her ears. luna’s eyes fell down between them to where their hands had become joined and she smiled softly, flexing her fingers against robin’s hand as she glanced briefly to her blue eyes. “do you...think your parents would let you stay tonight? or...i can walk you home when you need to go if you have to.” not that she wanted her to go because she didn’t, and she was certain that was apparent in her voice. if not, it was there in her eyes.

[rosaaaryn]

 rosa would be lying to say she wasn't the slightest bit nervous for the dinner about to take place. it was the first real time all of them were going to be able to get together as one. soon enough both of their families would be joined together and all the princess wanted was for them all to get along. her siblings meant the world to her, and rodrik was soon to be her husband, she needed them to get along. but rosa came from a family of people all with very strong personalities and ideas. she loved them for it but she hoped that it wouldn't clash with the starks. but perhaps with the threat of war looming over them all, a night of a joyful celebration was what they all needed. 

the red head looked around at all the people gathered in the room. letting out a sigh of relief, she smiled. at least so far so good.

@kingarryn @ravellaarryns @robinofthevale @rodrikofwinter @harrionstark​

[cassanaxmor]

( ♛ truth serum ): How does it feel as a strong northern woman to know you were rescued by one of the weakest Royals in Westeros

“my pride was hurt being knocked down so easily not by who i was rescued by. it would be arrogance to let that cloud by judgment on who helped me. he did not seem so weak to me when he pulled me out of a stampede.”

@princerobinarryn

[rosa-arryn]

( ♛ truth serum ) if forced to choose between your brother rian and robin and their claim to the mountain throne, who would you choose to support?

“ you are asking me to pick between my brothers which is impossible to do so. i love them both but i hate this fighting between them. rian is the rightful heir and he has done nothing that would make me think he doesn’t deserve his title. i believe robin is a smart and capable man and i am sure he will find a useful way to use his skills that will keep our family together.”

@rianxarryn @princerobinarryn

[letsriddlemethislucifer]

@i--gnis​ || starter

         --- “Ahaha- Sorry.” It’d been sudden, honestly. One moment, Neiryn was in the middle of being chewed out by Frederick; the next,  the tactician had slipped off the tower and plummet through some strange portal. Before they could even contemplate what’d happened, they’d fallen on top of someone in an unfamiliar area.

Long white hair had taken to messily rest about as the tactician made no attempt to get up. Honestly, he was still shaken from the odd event.  “Didn’t mean to drop in~”

[echonidae]

the troublemaker’s out out to see her girlfriend

[savagc]

@wontgodowninhistory​ sent:  [ inspect ]

“h—hey.” luna reached out and with her fingertips she guided down the fabric of the blanket, the sheets...just a little lower down robin’s arm, her back. at first she had thought it was simply shadows in the room being cast on her skin; earlier she had thought that, far too distracted by the moment of being in bed with her, but now, when her eyes caught her skin on the back of her shoulder again, she knew she really was seeing a bruise on her. her first thought was it being something gained by their many rough adventures outside, riding their bikes, hanging out around town and outside of it in the fields, any number of things really, but it wasn’t the bruise on robin’s shoulder that held her eyes, it was the bruise on her upper arm that luna placed her hand lightly over. “i didn’t do this...” she murmurs, very lightly placing her fingers over the marks; the clear grip of a hand only...luna’s hand was much smaller. of course she hadn’t done this. in bed...on the rug on her floor, sure their hands gripped one another with need but not like this, right? “i mean i didn’t right?” she whispers, honey eyes looking up to robin’s.