temp pinned ﹕ tyrion lannister —— the little lion of casterly rock. hc & book based with certain aspects from show. fandomless ╱ asoiaf rp based ⸝ bisexual with no lean. multiship with chemistry. #𝔰tag mun is 19+
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❪ A quiet laugh escapes him, and Tyrion casts a brief glance toward the lords before returning his attention to Jon. His brows lift, amused by the sentiment. ❫ Careful, Snow! Speak too fondly of me and they’ll begin to think you have poor taste in company.
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a genuine smile breaks his quiet composure as he takes a comfortable step closer. his gaze drifts to a pair of nearby lords before returning to the dwarf.
“ they tried . . . but i’ve learned polite words down here are usually just wind. you’re a welcome sight. ”
╱ The real question is whether Tyrion has it in him to turn his back on his family and make the choice he knows, perhaps rather reluctantly, is the right one. #FuckMyChungusLife
╱ What essentially plays in my head whenever I write Tyrion wrestling with whether he should bend the knee to Stannis, the legitimate heir, or remain silent and loyal to his family. He’d see Stannis on the throne over Joffrey any day of the week. That much is certain. *
@worthseas ⠀
And yet he gave you lands, while I have a name he has every reason to despise. I wonder which of us he would find the greater test of his principles.
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❪ Tyrion’s brows lift, and a pleased little smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. ❫ A lemon cake? M’lady, you may yet be the wisest woman in the realm. Bring two…
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❪ Tyrion’s gaze lifts at the familiar voice, a crooked smile appearing as he looks Jon over. He gives a small, mocking bow of his head. ❫ Lord Bastard. How terribly formal of you. Have the whispering lords finally taught you their manners?
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@goldngoblet
a bead of sweat traces his jaw. exhausted by the whispering lords, jon catches sight of a familiar figure making his usual way through the courtyard. pushing off the stone pillar, he strides forward to close the distance.
“lord tyrion.”
@worthseas ⠀
Perhaps. Though I confess I find it troubling that a man I owe 𝘯̲𝘰̲ loyalty to has managed to make me feel more valued than those whose name I bear.
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