rosieofcorona reblogged
lannisters really are born to serve cunt what do you mean you’re bringing a LION to the war like they’re right to believe that no one is above them
rosieofcorona reblogged
House Lannister. My fanart series for the Great Houses from the ASOIAF. I wanted to make this for the longest time.
Any Man’s Bride
A little fic about my OTP (Tywin x Joanna) and the lengths they would go to for their house and their relationship. Also on AO3. <3
Joanna’s fingers wander lazily down the pathways of Tywin’s skin, grazing every now and then against the golden curls on his chest. She traces fine lines along his collarbone, over the empty hollow of his throat where his heavy chain of office usually rests. In the corner of her eye, she can see it on the table at his bedside, set aside but never forgotten, starlight from the window making it shine in the dark.
Beside her, Tywin is still and comfortable, his sharp features softened into something close to peaceful, or as peaceful as he is capable of being. His eyes are closed, but Joanna knows he is awake. She can always tell by the way his breathing deepens, his heartbeat slows.
It seems a shame to trouble him in this state, when he has finally set down the burdens of the day, but she has held the bad news long enough. A better time will never come.
“Tywin?”