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robb stark. est nov 2015. book canon for asoiaf by grrm. sideblog for handofhonor. independent & selective. mun 21+ muse is not. tracking wclfking

[lannistere]

When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself… swore to myself… that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies… now I can’t even tell one from the other. How did it all get so confused?

[hermionrgranger]

[daenerys-stormborn]

I will kill them all.

[calrisians]

[rosetylecr]

Have you lost faith in our cause? If you no longer believe…

[arctik-fox]

[tridentcrowned-blog]

hatefulwoman:

asoiaf meme • [1/1] king • Robb Stark

[bitchfromtheseventhhell]

They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. 

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@crowncdcrow @killthebxy @northernveined @watcherandshield

[wclfking]

Thank you for existing. 💗 Send this to 10 people who you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox 💕

wolfless. awww thank you for such a sweet message! it means a lot c:

[jonsnows]

Robb Stark + “Mother”

[wclfking]

if i made a jeyne westerling would you be interested in rping? your robb is really good.

wolfless. thanks for the question!! robb is a private muse & i only really write with one person rn due to time and muse issues. but, if you want to make a jeyne, i say go for it bc there are plently of other robbs out there that would love to write with you! plus, they’re all fabulous c:

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[waltdisneydaily]

[thelostwildwolf]

@hecantbekilled @killthebxy @mithraiic @wclfking @yngwolfrobb @withanarmy

@watcherandshield @thewhxtewclf  @crowncdcrow @lcrdcrow

[wclfking]

starkmatriarch:

“Hush,” Catelyn reprimanded gently, “Do not make a habit to speak of the King so. He is King and a rightful King of the Seven Kingdoms is free to demand what he likes, whether we like it or no. A good King asks and loyal men offer…whether King Robert has lost his way or not in that regard, your Father is a good and loyal man and they were fostered together. His conscience could not leave the King in danger” 

No matter Ned’s arguments to the contrary that night, that he had no intent to ride south, that no Stark fared well in the capital, his insistence he must leave when he joined her at Bran’s bedside only served to prove he would always choose to go, no matter what advice she gave him. He claimed he had no choice and mayhaps, in a way, he had not. Good men could not turn away from the fight against evil. She only prayed she had not sent her husband into a hornet’s net, or worse still, a gallows. 

“He was Warden of the North and now he is Hand of the King. You are Warden in his stead until his return,” Catelyn reminded her eldest son and as she turned briefly to look at her youngest, she saw that Rickon had curled up and fallen asleep in the folds of her skirt, “I feel the pain of his parting as keenly as you, Robb” She told him, “Do you not think my heart ached to hear he would journey to the capital alone? The mere words made this castle seem emptier for it, even before he had left…but we must do our duty, Robb, all of us. My dear boy” She added lovingly, her gaze soft and warm and she wanted to hold him close and pretend he was as small as Rickon, safe in the crook of her arm. “We ask much of you, I know”

robb pressed his lips together at the soft reprimand he received from his mother. he thought it was wrong that the king could do such a thing without thinking of the others whom it would affect. did his parents not raise him to think of others and not just himself? did his parents not raise him to think of what would happen to others in his decisions as opposed to just thinking of what he wanted? there was not much that robb wanted, one of them being his father back in the castle and his family whole again but he couldn’t demand as the king did. the king demanded and the king took. it seemed hardly fair.

just as robb was about to say something, his mother spoke first. he watched as rickon seemed oblivious to everything, sleeping comfortably in their mother’s arms. he wanted to be that young again, where everything was as simple as running through the mud, struggling to sit through some lessons with maester luwin and falling fast asleep in his mother’s arms. however, he couldn’t have that. no, he was warden of the north, a daunting title. one that robb would much rather leave on his father’s shoulders right now.

“you promise you’re coming back?” robb asked somewhat childishly. if she promised, it meant she could not break her word. whle his father was in the capital, he would not be coming back any time soon. and now, with his mother going there as well, it would mean that he would be alone for a little while longer. the entire castle would rest upon his shoulders. “i’ll do my best.” he finally said, admitting that he knew he would have to stay here alone with only the guidance of maester luwin.

[wclfking]

starkmatriarch:

When Catelyn departed to visit upon her good-daughter, her son was consumed with plots and discussion with her Uncle as they spoke of lions and fires and of things in battle too often men felt concerned women little. Robb spoke to her, of course, and the Blackfish hailed her counsel as sound, but they were men at war, and it was no place for women. Her Father had ceased speaking so openly with her on such matters once Edmure lived to an age to prove himself an heir, but Ned never had. Ned spoke openly and freely with her and had she ever shared the battlefield with him as she now shared it with their son, she had little doubt Ned would have discussed freely with her then also. 

She wondered if Robb would ever engage his own wife so truly in matters of war and, if he did, whether Jeyne would be ready for such a task. The girl had not been given a boy’s schooling in her youth as Catelyn had, and had not been raised as heir apparent; the child could heal and tends wounds well enough to save her son, but of maps and battle strategy, Jeyne seemed to know little. That would have to change if she was to be Queen in the North. A heavy title for one so young. She and Robb were both so very, very young….

Her visit to the girl, talking at her bedside, holding her hand as she sent for the Maester, only served to prove Catelyn’s suspicions and she had watched as the dark chestnut eyes widened in innocent surprise, and she witnessed relief their also. The same relief she herself had felt when she had found herself to be carrying Robb. 

Now, after sending him to see to his wife, informing him there were matters which the young Queen wished to speak on, Catelyn waited in the privacy of her chamber for her son to return with the realisation he was to be a Father. Another title upon his shoulders but one which she prayed would bring him considerably more joy than all the rest.

the meeting and discussion of battle plans had gone much longer than robb would have thought. he was fully intrigued with the way riverrun worked as it was vastly different from the land locked winterfell. robb wanted to know about everything, how it all worked and how it all connected together. the curiosity was getting the better of him and neither knight nor king realized how much time had passed until they left the underground. the blackfish continued to speak of the measures to be taken and robb took note of everything. as much as he needed the blackfish to stay, he needed him to go to the vale even more.

leaving brynden to finish his preparations to leave, they left on parting notes, robb having brynden swear to send word that they were coming with men so they could prepare for the onslaught that would happen. his mind was reeling with information, reeling with different ideas and strategies now that he saw how all the pulleys worked. it would work. the lions had little idea of what was happening below and had little idea that the wolf from the north could work those tools. mayhaps now they finally had a one up on the lannisters.

just as he was going to draw up plans in the solar, jeyne’s maid came to tell robb that his presence was requested in their room. slightly concerned, robb thanked her and made his way towards their room. he knew that she had not been feeling well this morning and robb hoped it was nothing serious. there were a few different thoughts running through his mind but he figured it was jeyne who best tell him what was happening. closing the door behind him, robb saw a delighted expression on her face, one that was much different from when he left her this morning.

the words that she had uttered, i’m with child, ran through his ears. that was definitely not what he was expecting to hear. robb wasn’t sure how to react. was he excited? nervous? scared? uncertain? all of them rolled into one? as the words began to settle on his shoulders, robb laughed and smiled, taking his wife into his arms and placing a kiss upon her lips. it was exactly what they had been trying for, exactly what they had wanted. robb needed an heir but he also wanted a child. mayhaps not this young but it was everything they had been wanting.

just as with his great-uncle, time ticked away all too quickly and robb left jeyne to rest when she said she wasn’t feeling well again. they had both agreed to tell no one yet asides from those who needed to know. her maid, the maester, and his own mother, whom already knew. they would keep it a secret until they were certain there would be no complications.

“you know this morning, didn’t you?” robb asked, a happy air about him as he stepped into his mother’s chambers after she had opened the door. “that’s why you wanted to see jeyne.”

[wclfking]

thelostwildwolf:

     rickon had always been a rather smart young boy. he might be wild and hard to tame but he understood much more than most people gave him credit for. he almost held his own breath however when his hand was on his brother’s chest. to make sure he would not miss out on the heartbeat he knew he would feel. “ promise?” but he knew that robb was real and alive right now. if not, he would not be here sitting with him right now. a nod came soon after as robb told him he would always be allowed to feel his heart beating if he was ever scared he wasn’t there. 

   he quickly noticed that his movement had hurt his brother. ––––– so the young boy pushed away;; being sure to do it gently. rickon might have spent time in skagos and the people here who knew who he was, would call him the WILD prince but it was different with robb. he did not say sorry, but he did, however, step away slightly to make sure not to hurt him again. “ you should rest “  the youngest looked over at the wolf who had been sitting beside them, observing everything. he knew shaggy was there to make sure nothing happened to rickon. over the years it was how it worked —- and the black one from the litter was even more strong minded; he did not obey or trust anyone else but rickon. “ we can do it later , shaggy will run”  rickon had learned that wounds needed time to heal. he moved to show robb something, lifting up his shirt slightly “ you need time to heal, like this “ he showed off a wound that was still sore, but it was getting better. “ i know “ 

“promise.” robb ended with a nod, punctuating his point. he was well and alive and he had no intention of going anywhere, not when rickon was sitting in his lap, not when they were both together after being apart for far too long. robb wanted nothing to happen to his baby brother and he was going to ensure that nothing did. robb could have held him for much longer, despite the pain that he was feeling in his chest but it seemed that rickon had other ideas. they were now sitting across from each other, rickon realizing that robb was hurt. it seemed that rickon had grown up much more than he realized, much more than he would have thought. before, back in winterfell, rickon wouldn’t have moved right away and not so quickly either.

“it’s healing, that’s all.” robb ruffled rickon’s curly mane and he could see the two direwolves watching the brothers carefully, both worried for their masters. “you think shaggy will our run grey wind?” a challenging brow arched and grey wind shifted, hearing his name and hearing the challenge in robb’s voice. “there’s a reason i named him grey wind. he’s fast, the fastest from the litter.”

all thoughts of races and challenges escaped his mind the moment he saw the healing wound on rickon’s side. robb felt his teeth clench and anger grow in the pit of his stomach. moving slowly, he lifted the shirt up even more to see the wound. “who did this to you?” robb dropped the shirt and looked at rickon, wanting to have answers, wanting to have names. “who, rickon? what happened?”

[wclfking]

starkmatriarch:

“No, I wasn’t,” Catelyn admitted freely, “The pair of you were hardly ideal in your courting” And even now the manner of it bristled her. When he had been dating the girl, there had been little problem, but the pregnancy and then the refusal to get married before the birth despite her constant insistence…she had wanted better for her son and better for her grandchildren. She and Ned had never enforced upon their children the idea of their own experience of no sex before marriage, but she had wanted Robb to wait until he was wed before he had children. And she had wanted him to know a little more of life and all it’s experiences before he settled down with a family….yet life rarely went to plan it seemed, and though her grandchild had been born out of wedlock, the pair were married now at least. 

“But I cannot deny how well everything has worked out for the both of you. And you know how fond I am of Jeyne…and she clearly adores the very bones of you, which is all I ask of in your wife” Catelyn added with a smile. Jeyne always seemed to light up when Robb was in the room, as beaming as she had been when they were first dating. It was sweet, endearing. 

“You once told me she has a gentle heart; you have been proven right there as well. So stop doubting yourself” She concluded. Her boy had a good eye; he simply needed to learn to trust it in business as much as he did in life. 

“Also, before I forget. Your Aunt Lysa is intending to ask you to be the one to look after Robert this week; she feels the new child needs all her attention. So prepare your excuses if you wish to escape it” 

“it wasn’t done through your proper channels and it worked out in the end.” robb pointed out. he knew that his mum hated the fact that they didn’t get married before having eddie and that they didn’t wait until after they were married to have children. while they didn’t plan it that way, it just happened. they didn’t plan any of it, they didn’t sit down and say that this was going to happen or that that would happen. instead, it just… happened. “i would never change any of it, y'know?” he said, leaning back in his seat now. as much as things did not go the conventional route and they had their own problems to work through, robb wouldn’t change anything. in fact, he was perfectly happy with how everything worked out.

“well, we are married and living happily together, i would hope that jeyne likes me.” robb laughed with a slight eye roll. as much as they were not as conventional, it worked for them. they were happy, they had a steady income now, and eddie was healthy. that’s all that mattered. “and i knew what i was talking about with jeyne, you were the one that doubted me at first.”

at the mention of his aunt, robb couldn’t help but moan. despite lysa being family, he would much rather not have her around at all. if there were certain people that would be considered the black sheep of the family, his aunt would one hundred percent be one of them. “does she not realize that she has to balance between having two children? and i think this,” robb gestured around to everything, “is enough of an excuse not to watch robert.”

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