#rcsedknight

[aegcn]

Hold me, Renly. They took our home.

*holds and pets hair* I know they did, love.

[rcsedknight]

                           “    g r o w i n g       s t r o n g    ”

[fierywildling-blog1]

New banner made by the amazing @rcsedknight :3

[thcbull-a]

I was going to make a dirty joke about your hammer but then i saw how you just booshed those poor bastard's faces and now i won't so yeah. good job, gendo.

i feel like that’s the safest option for your own face. so thank you, fellow pretty man

[agirlofwinterfell]

rcsedknight replied to your post: This URL is no lie

WHEN ITS LEGAL OF COURSE JFC

IT’S LEGAL NOW 

[danielbweiss-blog]

Why.

“You’ll have to be more specific, son.”

[erynlasgalenedhel]

hc: when Legolas gets very angry in the presence of men, hobbits, dwarfs etc. he unconsciously slips into Sindarin

This is very very true, he tends to do so on more situations than just when he’s very angry. (I kinda really want to learn Sindarin because like omg <3)

[smirkingbitchfromhighgarden-blog]

@rcsedknight

thrones starters.   |   accepting  |    @smirkingbitchfromhighgarden

No matter how many times he injected his pinion, it did not matter. It was his duty to accompany Margaery to King’s Landing but he did so reluctantly. Needless to say, Loras loathed the city; the fowl stench of it’s rotted sewers accompanied by the hushed gossip that followed their every step. He had been keeping to his chambers as of late, enjoying the company of his squire and wine every now and again.

On the rare occasion his sister paused her game of thrones, he was summoned to dine in the main hall. Mute blue eyes lifted from the plethora of meat and fruit, soft lips pouted by boredom. “I was given the impression that I am to be more discreet. It is your wish, is it not?”

Margaery dismissed Sara and Mira with kisses to their cheeks and becoming smiles as Loras stepped into the rose gardens that she had come to think of more as her suites than any chambers. She and grandmother spent long hours looking over the bloom and out toward the sea discussing, well.. things better left between the Queen of Thorns and her granddaughter.  

King’s Landing was difficult, even for Margaery who had known from a young age that High Garden would be no true home to her, that she was meant for greater thrones. And, her brother... Her brother had been her one source of comfort in this cold new world, but he had retreated into himself after... well, she didn’t blame him, but she missed him. No matter how she had to hide those emotions behind smiles and well wishes. 

Margaery settled into one of her chairs,  her back arched slightly as she stretched against the silks and reached her hand out to her brother like she was welcoming him into her very arms. 

“So dour my darling brother. Always so dour these days” She smiled trying to bring light into his darkened world with a joke. She knew his heart, and would do anything to lift it... well, anything she could “You know I would never wish you far from me Loras. Discretion does not mean avoidance Darling. Now come! There are lemon cakes, we should appreciate the sweet things should we not? They never seem to last long”