Ok we clown Jaime Lannister a lot (and for good reason). BUT holy crap, the absolute insanity of him cutting through Robb’s knights like they were made of butter screaming “STARK IM COMING FOR YOU” at the top of his lungs. The only reason he never got to Robb was because he slipped on the friggin mud. Literally y’all’s faves could never. I know Robb was shitting bricks.
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Jaime drove his shoulder into her legs, bringing her down on top of him. They rolled, kicking and punching until finally she was sitting astride him. He managed to jerk her dagger from its sheath, but before he could plunge it into her belly she caught his wrist and slammed his hands back on a rock so hard he thought she'd wrenched an arm from its socket. Her other hand spread across his face. "Yield!" She shoved his head down, held it under, pulled it up. "Yield!" Jaime spit water into her face. A shove, a splash, and he was under again, kicking uselessly, fighting to breathe. Up again. "Yield, or I'll drown you!"
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Did Cersei have the Rhaegar’s Ruby Mourning Dress ready to go. Did she commission it two months ago or ten years ago or literally the day Robert comes back from the hunt. Did 50 seamstresses work frantically for five days trying to put all the fucking rubies on that gown so Cersei could have her Moment. What prompted her to go “you know what would be funny? Wearing a gown inspired by Rhaegar’s armor as my principal mourning attire when my husband dies”? I need to know these things!!!!
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bluepulse you will always be famous
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lannicest is such a top tier ship though because they are the absolute originators of weird incest. no one does circular family trees quite like these two weirdos. all other incest ships are like “oh god, we shouldn’t do this, i can’t, oh god, you’re my brother!” and then they slip up and feel horrible about it or they don’t even know they’re related and find out later and are subsequently completely horrified and that’s all fine and dandy, to each their own, but you just gotta respect how nonchalant cersaime are about the inbreeding they’ve got going on. like yes, i’ll call you brother during sex and i’m gonna waterboard a nun while telling her how good it feels to have your genetically familiar dick inside of me. the fact that we’re twins makes it even better. we’re so fucked up that it’s rubbing off on pur younger brother who wants to fuck both of us. when you’re not around i’ll make do and sleep with our cousin because i can’t handle dick that isn’t at least on the adjacent branch of the family tree. you ask the woman you’re attracted to if she’s a lannister during one of your less unromantic interactions and while she interprets it as an insult, we both know what you mean. we’re what would have happened to the ashford twins if capcom had walked the mile and committed to making code veronica even more uncomfortable. they’re absolutely fucking unmatched in just how weird they are. no one does it like them. absolute hats off to grrm for committing to making them capital h horrible. i’d kill for both of them.
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I miss brienne and jaime dynamics because yeah, he insults her all the time, but only HE CAN DO IT
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"All knights must bleed, Jaime."
All knights must bleed, Jaime," Ser Arthur Dayne had said, when he saw. "Blood is the seal of our devotion." With dawn he tapped him on the shoulder; the pale blade was so sharp that even that light touch cut through Jaime's tunic, so he bled anew. He never felt it. A boy knelt; a knight rose. The Young Lion, not the Kingslayer.
But that was long ago, and the boy was dead.
That boy had wanted to be Ser Arthur Dayne, but someplace along the way he had become the Smiling Knight instead.
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Lindsay Wagner (1976)
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