#sonofgondcr

[westcalled]

everyone is allowed to say fuck just once: the holy trinity

[goldcnlicn]

( @sonofgondcr​​ wrote ||: 💧 )

The worst part about Brandon leaving was not the worry about him maybe getting hurt or the absence in their house, in their bed, or in his life. It was the waiting. The idle waiting for anything. a phone call, a letter, someone showing up to tell him that he had passed or that he was injured or his arrival back home was the worst part of all. It was the same every time. Luckily he kept himself busy, and when he started to spiral into an anxious loop someone came around and tried to keep him busy and distracted so he wouldn’t go insane.

By now he’d paced around the airport too many times and people were giving him looks, he couldn’t sit still, he only bounced right back up again and he started to pace again. Someone would probably call security on him soon. Then it seemed like everything happened at once, all the passengers that had reclaimed their bags were coming down the stairs and Jaime stopped and scanned the crowd for the familiar face. finally spotting Brandon in the crowd he made his way forward towards him, once he reached him he wrapped his arms tight around the man’s neck and shoulders and buried his face in his neck without a word. He wasn’t even aware that he was crying, maybe his eyes had watered when he spotted him, but he was sure he did when he felt Brandon wipe them away and his eyes were blurry when he looked at him. “Hi -” he said weakly, a soft smile on his lips. “Welcome home.”

[westcalled]

𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 @sonofgondcr​

𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑵𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑳𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑺  him  one  of  her  own  people,  his  bearing  and  countenance  similar  enough  to  have  her  pause.  yes,  some  of  the  old  blood  runs  in  his  veins,  amera  thinks,  knows  almost  instinctively,  though  his  garb  is  richer  and  that  of  a  soldier,  not  that  of  a ranger.  “i  would  think  you  of  the  north,  friend,  were  it  not  for  the  emblem  you  bear.” 

a  hand  gestures  loosely  to  his  bracers  and  a  small  glimmer  of  a  smile  appears,  “not  oft’  do  i  see  the  white  tree  in  these  lands  nor  oft‘ do  men  of  gondor  tread  them.”

[gedwimora-arc]

@sonofgondcr​ asked for FARAMIR

“Boromir!” the cry comes as he bounds down the stairs and over breathless to his brothers side, smiling merrily. “I hope I did not keep you waiting overlong. As it turns out I misremembered where the books I’d read last went on the shelves and when I came for more this morning I nearly had to beg the librarian not to have me set in chains.” He laughs breathily. “And I had thought ranging was dangerous, the danger is in our very halls!”

[therapardalis]

[Lucifer starter from @sonofgondcr​. (Accepting)]

'I thought we were past you thinking you’re invincible?'

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“I am - ah! - I am invincible.” Thera stretches, spine curving back and a short, unhappy sound leaving her lips as the muscles protest. “I merely need to change where the definition lies.”

That definition probably hadn’t been very close to falling asleep in a wooden chair, upper body leaned sideways to where there was thankfully a wall - the other side would have spilled her undecorously to the floor, although in bitter honesty even that may not have caused her to wake at the time.

“All’s well, my Lord.” A clumsy attempt at hiding behind formality, to disguise that while she might admit her exhaustion to herself she will not do so aloud - despite the tall and knowing gaze upon her, so reminiscent of the one she gives to stubborn patients every other day. “Truly.” There might be a sigh of concession as her shoulders move, easing far too little of the stiffness in them upon first try. She has the strength to carry on, but not to quarrel on it with a man just as obstinate as she.

“Let me make my first rounds,” And with that perhaps the definition changes again, “and then we will see.”

[goldcnlicn]

( @sonofgondcr​ wrote ||: a kiss on the inner thigh. )

He pushed himself up on his elbows to be able to look down on the other, worrying his lip between his teeth while he watched him. “Are you - sure... about this?” he never wanted to pressure him and he had no idea about how sexually experienced Brandon was with other guys at all. It wasn’t something they’d spoken a lot about and he didn’t know about what had gone on at his previous school before he came here. Jaime, on the other hand, had never been with a guy, only one girl, but it couldn’t be so very different, could it? But so far, it was nothing more than kisses and it wouldn’t be anything else until something else happened either. It would be perfectly fine if it didn’t proceed. “I just mean you’re very close to... but if you’re not that’s fine too, you know.” why was he so nervous? They weren’t even actually naked yet, only down to their underwear.

[goldcnlicn]

( @sonofgondcr​ wrote ||: “Why can’t we just talk about it —” )

“Because it’s a stupid idea and I won’t agree upon it.” He snapped and put the dried plate down a little harsher than necessary and tossed the towel aside before he leaned forward, heavy on the counter instead of turning around. What Brandon suggested was absurd. There was no way  Jaime would ever agree on letting their relationship go because Brandon had decided to go into the military. Something he didn’t argue much about because it was Brandon’s life after all and it was his choice but then breaking up was not just Brandon’s choice in this situation. He didn’t get to make that decision on his own and it was an unnecessary topic to bring up because Jaime wouldn’t agree so there was no need to waste energy and breath on it.

“It’s not happening, end of discussion.” He was angry and perhaps a little sad as well, both about thinking of Brandon leaving but also about Brandon leaving and not coming back to him but to his own place. “Or is this your way of telling me you don’t love me anymore? using this as an excuse to leave me?” he then asked, he tried to keep his voice steady but even a deaf man could hear the sadness in his voice and a blind man could see his tense shoulders sag and his posture change. He couldn’t even turn around to look at him now, because he was sure he was going to cry and they didn’t need that right now.

[nihtfrowann]

@sonofgondcr​​​ asked for                       Feyre !

     Human lands-   it had been a   𝐖 𝐇 𝐈 𝐋 𝐄   since last visited. Seeing plain lands often left Feyre with a rather bitter taste pressing against her palate.                            they didn’t like the fair folk   &   for a good reason too. Even with some threats eliminated their   𝐁 𝐎 𝐍 𝐃   with humankind was still fragile. Hence these dreadful meetings.   What a joy it was to carry the title of High Lady-   sometimes.                           feet touched the floor, and a groan fled past her lips. The lack of the weight of her wings felt oddly   𝐅 𝐑 𝐄 𝐄 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆,   but walking after spending such a long time in the air made her steps a little wonky.     ❝   Great-   ❞     Curses sounded under her breath, briefly lifting her hand to shield her eyes from the sun.     ❝   Were we not supposed to   𝐌 𝐄 𝐄 𝐓   them here ?   ❞    Feyre called behind her, not truly expecting an answer from her convoy.    ❝   - or are we just too late, again.   ❞