#lionoftherock

[dinastiatargaryen]

[outlawerofbeets-a2]

Tommen: I have big plans for being king today.

Cersei: Like what?

Tommen: I’m gonna hug every cat in King’s Landing.

Cersei: Oh dear gods.

[tartareus]

♫ & ✂

ASK NOX SOME SHIT \\ ACCEPTING !

♫ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not?

yes and no ---- it all depends on my mood, if i’m alone or the time i have to write tbh. i always listen to songs BEFORE writing, though. songs that match the ‘mood’ or the theme of a thread, so i can get the sense / feeling of it and bring it to letter in a easier way. it’s never a straight line with me, so i don’t have a certain kind of music that i like better ---- the only common factor however would be any songs by florence + the machine.

✂ - Do you hate people easily?

as incredible as that might seen, no. i am a VERY irascible person, alright. i get really, really, angry in matter of seconds for the silliest things but my rage never lasts long ---- so i’m always like this:

however, i am well aware that i’d rather forget than forgive. anyway, i suppose instead of hating people, i pity them or ignore them.

[handofhonor]

What made you decide to write this muse?

munday | accepting | also asked by @snowmcid

oh boy. okay, before i was in asoiaf fandom, i was in the dc fandom. a few people from there still follow me. i wrote ol.iver que.en. things just… did not work out for me. i screwed a few things up and needed to get out of the fandom. at the time, i was also reading got for the first time. i feel in love with ned in the very beginning. it was really when ned was talking to arya in her room in kings landing about how her and her sister are as different as the sun and moon but the pack must stay together, that’s when i knew i wanted to write ned. it kind of just worked out perfectly. i set the blog up, made some icons. i was leaving for 10 days for a habitat for humanity trip in hawaii so i decided if i wanted to write ned when i came back, then i’d go for it. sure enough, almost 3 years later, i’m still around \o/

[thestormlioness]

Woman? Was that meant to insult me?

[akingslayerxarchive2-blog]

TRUE, REAL JAIME LANNISTER, THE BEST ONE HERE, TWIN I COULD NOT WISH FOR A BETTER ONE, SWEETHEART WITH GOLDEN HEART.

What’s my reputation in the Roleplaying Community? // accepting. 

I love you, I love you, I love you. I don’t know what else I can say. You are amazing an I am so lucky to have you. 

[zcldrizes-a]

💖💖💖

SEND ME A 💖 IF I’M ONE OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS !

thank you, my lovely!

[coerulus]

🎊 👍

🎊 I’m happy to have met you.

👍 You’re doing great! Keep it up!

aaah thank you

[goldnwulf]

@lionoftherock

It was a hustle and bustle kind of day. Not one Lauyrn would have liked to have had if she had known she’d be seeing a certain someones. But as she glanced over at the tip jar that was about to be full in the next few customers, Lauyrn knew she couldn’t whine too much. Lauyrn pushed fallen strands of hair away from her face as she went to go make a mocha.

 Preparing the steamed milk, queuing her shots timed just right as the milk began to steam and put in her pumps of chocolate right before the shots started to come out, almost missing the first shot as she swore she heard a familiar voice. Lauyrn was just glad she had gotten the hang of this coffee thing, having started this job only a week ago. 

When she passed off the finished drink, Lauyrn made her way to the till and spotted in the back of the line what looked like her Cousin? Why was Cersei here? Lauyrn thought as she began to ring up the customers in front of Cersei trying not to stare at the golden beauty Cersei had become. It was her, Lauyrn had no doubt. She hadn’t seen her in a while but from the odd photo or two she’d seen of her in recent years, and from when she posted on Facebook....It had to be her. 

Lauyrn was about to ring up the next person in line when her manager came in and switched her places, telling her to go to lunch. She grimaced a bit as she took off her hat, smoothing her hair out best she could  and took off her apron, hanging them up on the nearby hooks as she left the kiosk and clocked out, quickly coming back to where her Cousin was at. 

“Hey! Fancy seeing you here, Cersei. What brings you all the way to Dartford?”

[ladylannistcr]

❝ Conscience and cowardice are really the same things. ❞

      “You’re not wrong.” Brazen words hardly surprise her, coming from her daughter. Cersei was bold and ambitious and clever, yet not quite as careful as one in her position ought to be, specially one possessing such traits. 

      In the end, this wasn’t as much about conscience as it was about cowardice, she suspected. 

      “ ——— But it is quite different to allow conscience to deter you of acting and to act carelessly.” Words are censoring, even with voice not raised, and emerald eyes stare at her child with skepticism. “The issue is hardly the lack of ethics in your actions, but how they are perceived. Yes, openly acting in such way can cause a desirable impression of strength, but this was hardly the case. Moreover, your plan wasn’t careful enough. This impacts us all — our house, your children as well. You cannot simply act as you please — not yet.”

[outlawerofbeets-a]

what was the only thing / way to calm him down when he was a toddler boy? when crying, being upset, etc...

When he was upset as a toddler, the only thing that could calm him was Cersei rocking/carrying him, and him being able to hold onto her hair.

[fleckedwithgold]

☺ ☻♥ (yass i'm annoying you again)

☺: Do you prefer memes, or plots?

oooo this is a hard one. I love plots, however I can find them overwhelming if I have too many in my drafts. I like having a bunch of little memes to work on as a break from bigger plotted threads. So i haven’t really answered the question. I like both!

☻  already answered

♥: Are you selective, if yes, what makes you selective?

yes i suppose I am selective. Rping and writing is my escape from everyday stresses, so i have no desire to write anything where i feel like it’s a duty, or i owe it to someone, etc.  When I first started RPing, i was extremely inclusive and tried to respond to everything and just got overwhelmed and quit. This time around, I’m only taking on partners and threads that are inspiring to me. That being said, I’ll exchange memes with most writers, but am selective about what gets turned into a thread.

[outlawerofbeets-a2]

Tommen: But if the shorty was wearing them apple-bottom jeans and boots with the fur, how could she be, at the same time, ALSO wearing them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps?

Cersei: I'm gonna give you five minutes to go the fuck to sleep.

[wolfmonarch]

The last time Sansa entered King’s Landing it was with wide eyes and a naive smile. She can still remember every detail from the day, how she wore her nicest dress, the one that Cercei had complemented at dinner, how the sun and the fresh coastal air had wrapped around her like a blanket, how the laughing and gossip of the noble ladies had deeply intrigued her. Everything about the place was magic. Her father had walked her and Arya through the great gates and she remember how it felt exactly like a dream - now as she retraces her steps all these years later, the place has remained the same, but she sees it for a nightmare.

A little dove, Cercei had called her. As Sansa strides up the castle steps, she wonders if the woman will recognize her now that her wings have been sliced off and her claws have grown bloody. 

Her heart kicks against her rib cage as she  approaches the guards that are planted before the castle doors and yet she doesn’t stop. This could very well be signing her own death warrant, but if that is the case then so be it. Let the lions stake her head beside her father’s. If Cercei will not listen to her negotiations then they will be given no mercy by the whitewalkers when the wall collapses. If she is to die, at least let it be attempting to make a change. 

The Stark comes to a halt before the guardsmen and her gaze never wavers as she lets her hood fall back and places her hands in the pockets of her long coat. King’s Landing is by no means the North and the attire sets her apart from the southern ladies but she gives it no heed. The men who guard the palace turn to her with smug, uninterested scowls, clearly unaware of who she is, but Sansa doesn’t flinch.

“ I am here to speak with Queen Cercei. Tell her that it’s her little dove. ” Sansa’s voice is icy cold and a new maturity and authority rings in it. 

@lionoftherock

[crowndoearchived]

*cersei sneaks in with topic about herself*

        @lionoftherock / there is no simple way to say how myrcella feels about her mother –– it’s her mother. she is supposed to love her, ADORE her, isn’t she? she’s supposed to believe that every emotion cersei has ever shown towards her has been TRUE, yet the lioness’ daughter is conflicted. as a CHILD, myrcella was in awe of the queen. cersei was a looking glass for what she could be, what she would be. but it was a shallow fascination. CERSEI LANNISTER LOVES HER CHILDREN, but does she love one more than another? would myrcella’s chances at her mother’s approval have been greater had she been born a boy? had she been born first? she’s thought about this before, what her life could have been if she were JOFFERY. 

tyrion. tommen. jaime. myrcella has her own favorites, and she is not timid about letting it be known that she PREFERS the company of her uncles, her soft baby brother. if she could use it as a barb against her mother, she probably would. but cersei is cut from a much harder material and myrcella herself is too GENTLE to wish to hurt her mother, even emotionally. no matter what suffering she endures herself. ( here is where i divulge ugly headcanons that joffery has always been a horrible child, that he has always had a sadistic streak to him and there were many TERRIBLE things that he did to myrcella as a child. her love for jaime and tyrion come from either of them meaning to protect her where i believe cersei allowed such behaviors to fester, even going so far as to turn a blind eye to them. the relief myrcella felt when suddenly joffery had sansa to torment was met with equal GUILT, not wishing her brother’s behaviors on anyone, honestly. ) / meta - accepting.

[akingslayerxarchive2-blog]

random reminder i adore the way you know jaime's inner thoughts & troubles damn good, you always amaze me with his vulnerable side.

RPC POSITIVITY WEEK : GIMME LOVE

Thank you my darling, I really try my hardest to show his inner dialogue because I’ve always thought it was on of my weaknesses. I adore you!