#robbaery

[ranyadraws]

welcome back!!! 💖💖 i was worried ngl 😭😭 was just thinking of your robbaery art the other say and heart palpitations it gave me and got a WILDLY different sort of heart palpitations when I searched for your old blog and couldn’t find it

MY SIBLING IN ROBBAERY I'M SO SORRY!! I doodled this thing for you I hope you like it 🥹🫶

Here is my other one: (the others I couldn't salvage unfortunately :’[)

[salialenart]

Margaery & Robb

Kofi requested

[shifuaang]

I wanted to show off my cute shelves before I have to pack them up and move this summer 💙

[alwaysdaenerys]

our great glory

Chapter 41: Robb VI

Chapter 42: Jon XI

[sophieturnersdoppelganger]

Kinktober Day 10

For @inkandarsenic and @agirlisnoonesdoppelganger, my two Robbaery gals. 💜💜 Robbaery + oral, 1k words. Mentions of pregnancy. Robb absolutely being his daddy's son. NSFW visuals under cut.

"soon these shall fill"

Margaery laughing at Robb's eagerness

Robb eating well

My wife has my child in her! Little wolf pup! 

I couldn’t think beyond that, couldn’t see anything but gorgeous, beaming Margaery standing in front of me. I bent and scooped her over my shoulder, her surprised laughter filling my chest with warmth. My father’s eye caught mine as I took long strides across the courtyard, a hint of a grin on his lips and an arch to his brow, and a flash of understanding suddenly hit me. All the times I had seen him and my mother, the way he squeezed her and kissed her neck and murmured things in her ear that made her giggle and playfully push him away, this was why. This bursting pride, this burning gratitude. I begrudgingly dipped my head to him, then returned my focus to the task at hand.

“Goodness, Robb!” Margaery exclaimed upon being placed on her feet within my bedchamber. “Carrying me off without a word!” She stepped closer, placing both hands on my chest and smiling up at me. “You are feeling your wolfishness today then, husband?”

“Mm, I suppose I am.” I removed her cloak, tossing it aside, moving to quickly unlace her overdress. “Your news has made the wolf quite hungry, my love.”

“Am I not to know the pleasure of seeing your skin, darling?” Margaery asked when it became clear that besides my cloak and coat, I had no intention of removing my garments, focused entirely on removing hers. I grunted in reply, tugging at the last lace of her gown, letting it fall to the floor. I gestured for her to sit on the bed, kneeling in front of her to remove her boots and stockings.

“Robb.” A hand on my cheek, gently requesting; I looked up. “It would make me happy to touch you as well.” My brow furrowed and she tipped her head. “At least allow me to see you, dearest.”

I sighed, but leaned back and quickly tugged off my remaining upper layers, then reached back to yank off my own boots. Margaery smiled, her hands resting on my shoulders as I pulled off each of her boots. I glanced up at her again before shifting her chemise out of the way, holding her gaze as I slowly rolled down her stocking, the revealed skin adorned with kisses. I repeated my affection on her other leg, her fingers now in my hair, lightly massaging at my scalp. I held her ankle for a moment, simply gazing into her eyes, then set her foot back on the floor.

“Take this off,” I said gruffly, pulling at her chemise. Margaery shook her head, still smiling, and stood, tugging the garment over her head as I quickly shucked my breeches and stockings. I grabbed her hips and pushed her backwards, moving up and over her as I did, hands sliding up her body to her breasts.

“Soon these shall fill,” I murmured, bending to devour her. Margaery arched up, gasping, fingers of one hand tangling in my hair once more, the other gripping my arm. I took her tit in my mouth and sucked, as though it were swollen with milk already and I intended to fill myself from it. After a minute, I released it, only to turn my head and suckle at the other.

“Gods, Robb,” Margaery breathed, her nails digging into my bicep. “I need you, need—” She lifted her hips, her meaning clear.

“Mm.” I pulled away, releasing her nipple with a satisfying pop. “Of course.”

I quickly shifted back and pushed her thighs apart, and immediately attached my mouth to her cunt. Margaery laughed, her hips twitching, saying something about me being starving. I was indeed starving, and she was the only meal that could satiate me. I wrapped my arm around her thigh, holding it up and out, my tongue caressing the nerves she had delicately introduced me to. The taste of her arousal made my mind settle, made any tension ease. I could feast on her forever. It registered in my mind that she tasted slightly different, something I had heard happened when a woman was with child, and another wave of pride rose in my chest.

Margaery held tight to my hair, panting, her thigh trembling in my grasp; then, with a loud moan, she arched up. I kept my face where it was, licking gently over her as she caught her breath, waiting until her grip loosened to push my tongue inside her, making her breath hitch and her fingers wrap tightly around my wrist. Her little sounds of pleasure as I licked and sucked made my cock throb, and I absentmindedly stroked it.

“Robb, yes!” Margaery moaned as I flicked my tongue up over the spot she had directed my fingers to on our wedding night. “Yes, just like that, gods!” She rocked against my mouth, chest heaving. I moved my wrist quicker, knowing she was right on the edge and wanting to release with her. For a moment, Margaery’s breath caught, her entire body tense. Then she loudly moaned my name and squirmed in my grasp, her legs shivering around my head. I followed her a few seconds later, spilling over my hand and onto my thighs. I turned my head, softly kissing the inside of her thigh as Margaery collected herself.

“Are you going to come up here, darling husband?” she asked after a minute, reaching down and stroking my hair.

“If the mother of my child so requests,” I replied, already moving to lay beside her.

I wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face into her hair and inhaling deeply, her scent—green apples and roses and something misty—soft and rich and comforting. Margaery placed her hand on top of mine, resting over where our child now resided. I tipped my head and placed a delicate kiss on her shoulder.

“I cannot wait to raise a child with you,” she murmured.

“Nor can I,” I replied.

divider by @/saradika

[persephoneggsy]

Robb x Margaery AU I thought of the other day

Wherein the Tyrells discover the Red Wedding plot and decide to warn the Young Wolf, resulting in him and his soldiers turning the tables on the traitorous Freys and Boltons. Robb then goes on to defeat Stannis and Tywin, storming King's Landing, claiming the Iron Throne, and winning the War of the Five Kings.

Though the Tyrells had planned to wed Margaery to the new king, Margaery knew enough about the honorable Robb Stark that she knew he would not put aside the wife he'd married in wartime, Talisa. Instead of seducing him, she instead installed herself as an invaluable advisor, and eventually, a grateful Robb named her his Hand of the King.

Robb finds that he enjoys being a king... but his queen chafes under her new crown. Unable to share his day-to-day with a wife who is quickly coming to resent him and their new lifestyle, Robb spends more time with his ever faithful Lady Hand, whom he regards as his dearest friend.

For Margaery's part, she truly does not intend to seduce Robb, no matter how handsome and gallant she finds him. Their friendship is true, and she finds that she rather likes not having to tie her worth to a husband, even as her family is trying to persuade her otherwise.

[dr3adlady]

February 2024 Romance Drawing Challenge

Day 7: Robb Stark and Margaery Tyrell

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[inkandarsenic]

Perennial

After drinking the poison Jamie Lannister gave her, Olenna Tyrell wakes up in her bed in Highgarden in 292 AC. Armed with her memories, decades of experience in political manoeuvring and her razor-sharp wit she sets out to ensure that, this time, House Tyrell Grows Strong.

Olenna Tyrell has always been a force of nature and this time around everything is going to be different.

Robb/Margaery, Jon/Daenerys

LOVED this fic. I love time travel fix it fics and this one is done masterfully well. Amazing worldbuilding, amazing characterization

10/10 would absolutely read again.