#godsiwasstrong

[ofbrochtuarach]

have some gossip form secret santa <3

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[thekingrenly-blog]

godsiwasstrong replied to your post: Robert in the background: Stannis stop bitching,...

it is because not even his own wife wants to touch him

“in this particular case, he is lucky that she does not touch him. I mean, have you seen her?”

[starkmatriarch]

@godsiwasstrong replied to your post “( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?”

A fucking Robert room, i love you cat do you know that

All ready for use at all times.

[sunofdorne]

“ I love how your breath pauses when I put my mouth on your pussy.”

Sinday memes

In all honesty, she had only started to sleep with him to fuck with Rhaegar. Robert was the opposite of her ex, and she knew Rhaegar couldn’t stand him. Served him right, after all Lyanna wasn’t exactly like her too.

She was acting out, she supposed, but it was just that. No feelings involved. It worked for her. 

Robert was better at this than she had expected, in fact. Sometimes a bit sloppy, impatient, but not bad, really. He peppered kisses on her inner thighs and she bit her lips when he went to give her head -- when he stopped to say something. Was he saying whatever was on his mind, or was he trying to annoy her for the fun of it ? Both.

“Which is why i’d really like you to shut up now,” she breathed, voice raspy.

[ofthewhitehands]

@godsiwasstrong

“You want what?” her eyes locked with his. Her  expression held no joy as she listened to him speak. She had known of his bastard babe before their binding union, but that did not make the situation any better.

Lyanna had no children for him to call heirs. They would come of course, in time, but it still felt out of place. “ I suppose you’ll want to see the mother, too.” her voice was a ghost of a whisper. “ You have to take me with you.”

[wintcrskiss-a-blog]

( @godsiwasstrong cont’d from (x) )

             ❝You know -❞ He grabbed her by the arm, and with a slight tug pulled her own to sit on his lap, his hands resting around her waist, an amused grin on his face. ❝The further north you get, the more straight forward women seem to be. I like that. Do you have a name, and a price?❞

Myriam smiled sweetly at the compliment. “Plenty of men say that, y’grace,” she told him, getting up from his lap and hitching her skirts up so she could straddle him instead of sitting on him like a pretty little maid. “Myriam, and prices can change accordin’ to how good my customers are, so that can be discussed after,” she giggled. 

[outlawerofbeets-a]

“He died of a bellyache.”

-- Tommen, when asked if he remembers Robert