i should have put a crown on her!

anonymous asked:

Marinette is wearing a flower in her hair and bee!Chloé cant control herself for the Marichat tropes.

im glad that maribee!marichat tropes are becoming a thing :P

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“Okay, so it says I need to get a package of puff pastry.”

Marinette snorted and spoke with her mouth full. “Strike one. Store bought puff pastry is abominable.”

Queen Bee frowned. “Obviously I would get the expensive kind.”

“Doesn’t matter. It’s all sub-par. You gotta make that stuff from scratch otherwise what’s the point?”

“Not all of us live in a professional bakery, Marinette!”

Marinette stuck her tongue out. “That sounds like a ‘you’ problem.”

Queen Bee plucked up some of the mille-feuille crumbs from her plate and threw them in Marinette’s hair, laughing when the girl screamed in outrage. “Don’t sass me, I’m a superhero!”

Marinette shoved a foot against Queen Bee’s thigh, jokingly trying to shove her from her dainty perch on her balcony railing. “I’m giving you my professional opinion.”

“No.” Queen Bee reached over and tapped her on the nose. “You’re making things difficult by not giving me the recipe for these things and forcing me to do research.”

Marinette shrugged. “Family recipe. Sworn to secrecy. Sorry, my dear.”

“I wouldn’t tell anyone! Surely you’d trust me over anyone else.”

“Your sterling commitment to civic duty is not enough of a reason.”

Queen Bee pouted and handed Marinette’s phone back to her. “Fine. I’ll just starve then.”

“Or you could just come back during opening hours and buy some.”

Queen Bee smirked. “Why would I do that if I can just tap on your window and get some for free?”

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i-just-like-commenting  asked:

As I read you description of Renly's scheming to get Margaery to be Robert's mistress, how much of that do you think was his idea and how much was the Tyrells'? I tednt to read Renly as a (witting and willing) puppet of the Tyrells in their bid to get more power.

I think it was mostly (perhaps almost entirely) Renly’s idea. The Tyrells want power, yes, but they’re cautious about it. Well, partially cautious. For example:

Her grandmother snorted. “Gallant, yes, and charming, and very clean. [Renly] knew how to dress and he knew how to smile and he knew how to bathe, and somehow he got the notion that this made him fit to be king. The Baratheons have always had some queer notions, to be sure. It comes from their Targaryen blood, I should think.” She sniffed. “They tried to marry me to a Targaryen once, but I soon put an end to that.”
“Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother,” said Margaery. “Father liked him as well, and so did Loras.”
“Loras is young,” Lady Olenna said crisply, “and very good at knocking men off horses with a stick. That does not make him wise. As to your father, would that I’d been born a peasant woman with a big wooden spoon, I might have been able to beat some sense into his fat head. […] It’s treason, I warned them, Robert has two sons, and Renly has an older brother, how can he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair? Tut-tut, says my son, don’t you want your sweetling to be queen? […] The thought that one day he may see his grandson with his arse on the Iron Throne makes Mace puff up like […a puff fish…] We should have stayed well out of all this bloody foolishness if you ask me, but once the cow’s been milked there’s no squirting the cream back up her udder. After Lord Puff Fish put that crown on Renly’s head, we were into the pudding up to our knees, so here we are to see things through.”

–ASOS, Sansa I

This discussion is of course about the Tyrells supporting Renly’s bid for king, but I think it also applies to Renly’s Margaery/Robert plot. While Mace might find the plan attractive, Olenna would consider the idea of throwing her sweet granddaughter into a den of lions in hopes she might succeed in turning Robert’s head and gaining a crown for hers absolutely appalling. (There’s the danger of Cersei knocking Margaery off, there’s the chance that the adultery/incest might not be provable, there’s a chance that Robert might make Margaery his mistress but not his new queen, or maybe he’d just love her and leave her like he does with most women, etc.) So I very much doubt it was a plan that the Tyrells came up with on their own and proposed to Renly.

Rather, I think Renly was visiting Highgarden, saw Margaery and heard something about how people were comparing her beauty and appearance to the proven royal-seducing Lyanna (which of course is B.S. but also Margaery doesn’t look a thing like Lyanna so, y’know, the romance of the Reach yadda yadda), and realized aha, here was the key he could use to influence Robert and get rid of Cersei. Maybe Loras played a small part too – like, “you’re unhappy with Cersei and Joffrey, why don’t you do something about it” – but he also was definitely Renly’s instrument in convincing his family to go along with the plan. Varys says Loras was writing to Mace, not the other way around. And also, Mace may be an ambitious pompous blowhard, but he doesn’t strike me as someone who’d come up with the idea to pimp out his daughter that way (unlike those who facilitated Aegon IV’s mistresses, like Lord Bracken with his daughters Barba and Bethany, or Lucas “the Pander” Lothson with his wife and daughter).

Note Renly also tells Stannis that he was planning to make Margaery Robert’s queen, he doesn’t blame it on the Tyrells or anything – and though that could just be his own “look how clever I am” taking credit for it, IMO it’s said too casually, as an admission of “yep, guilty, I had those plans all right”. Basically, I think it’s an extreme misread to think Renly was being manipulated by the Tyrells to give them power, or by anyone else. Everything he did was his own choices, alas.

sonicsfan1998  asked:

Can you do a story where Sonic finally gets the courage to tell Amy he loves her? Some people really go out of character with Sonic and Tails, make sure you don't go out of character please, like some fanfictions do, it throws me off and makes me see Sonic in a slightly darker light.

I make it my life’s WORK to try and stay in character, hon XD But I also have to say that it will be AU (out of character) for Sonic to just up and say it, you know? So you’re asking for a very canon moment between the two where he ‘kinda’ says he loves her but not so directly, right?

In most of my prompts, I usually have it where Sonic and Amy are a little older, just so that Sonic can feel those ‘hormones’ a little stronger XD and feel the need to not want to keep it all ‘same old, same old’ anymore too.

But I digress, on with the show! :D/ (Are you expecting Tails to be in this prompt, or..? 0-o)

Prompt:

Sonic zig-zagged between the robotic horsemen’s legs, seeing the robotic centaur look down and step away, having in one hand an electric spear, and the other, Amy Rose…

“Okay! I believe you!” Amy kicked her legs as the robot sent a bolt of lightning down at Sonic, who flipped into the air and started climbing the floating stones to get to the Centaurs weak-points.

The centaur was being controlled by the machines, the storybook having a corrupted God from mythology use his mechanical know-how to corrupt his fellow Gods and also their beings.

He was sucked into this world and Amy fell in soon after, seeing the book shaking and glowing, her curiosity just got the best of her.

Sonic rammed his head into the last remaining red button that connected the whole of the machine to the centaur, as his last piece of shoulder, mechanical armor came off, and he calmed down.

Sonic landed and smiled, holding out his arms as the creature sorrowfully, with a look of asking for forgiveness in his eyes, lowered the girl back into Sonic’s arms.

He nodded, and took off, as Amy kept speaking.

“So… you really WERE King Author! And those… those rings were… Woah! My head’s spinning so much I can’t even think straight!” Amy put her hands to her head, ducking them down and shaking them while Sonic carried on his merry way.

“I mean, I know you get into some tough situations.” Amy was fiddling with her hands as Sonic fought Poseidon in the background.

The scene seems to then shift again as Amy is on a rock and kicking some pebbles around, “And I know you wouldn’t naturally lie to me unless it was something important…” Sonic fights Zeus as the giant lightning bolt is casted into the air, and Sonic jumps to narrowly dodge but uses his Super form to shift the energy away from hitting Amy and then taking down the metal helmet controlling him on his head.

“And I mean, you weren’t really trying to avoid me. I understand that now.” She nods her head as a mechanical owl is gripping her in his claws, cawing to Sonic behind him as Sonic takes him down with the help of another freed God and his accompanying creature.

“So, I guess this means you would have come on time if it weren’t for all these things, right?” She raises an eyebrow, trying to make sure she’s understanding this as some ancients stand below them and seem to bow down in worship to Sonic, who just saved their stories.

Sonic looks over them but only sheepishly smiles, folding his arms before turning to Amy.

“Wait… what just happened?” She looks around, but Sonic scoops her up again and dives into a portal, as they’re suddenly out of the Myth book and laying down on a couch.

“Nothing important.” Sonic shrugs, taking a bite out of an apple, as Amy is suddenly aware she’s wearing a greek robe, with a bowl of fruits in her hands, and a golden lace of leafs as a crown.

“..H-huh?” she suddenly becomes aware of her surroundings as Sonic pulls the bowl towards him, having her on top of him while he lounges. “Basically, you’re right.” he winked, and then continued as he ate a grape. “And as a God, I should probably keep my promises more. So, yeah. I’ll take you back to the heavens sometime.” he nonchalantly ate his meal before putting the bowl down and flicking Amy’s crown.

“You realize those ancients think you’re a Goddess too, right?”

“W-wa-wait, WHAT!?” Amy stuttered, as the crown tilted slightly on her face.

He chuckled, seeing she was too focused in her thoughts to experience the real adventure around her, and adjusted the crown on her head.

“Yeah, I told them you were a mortal I picked up, saved, and then told them I was bringing you back into my world with me.” he lowered his hands, looking at her before sighing a moment and scratching the back of his head.

“Sadly, they misinterpreted this.”

“What?” Amy looked down at the book he was staring at.

Opening it up, she read the last page.

“The Blue, Holy Hedgehog then took his Mortal Woman to the land beyond. And there, it is said they lived out eternity in one another’s arms. Surrounded by music, love, and all things holy.”

Amy blushed, “Holy Hedgehog?”

He put the book down, “Yeah, weird imaginations these people have, huh?”

“W-wai-wait! They think you-!” She turned to point to Sonic, startled, before turning to the book, “T-That we’re-!”

He smiled, “Guess I can’t help it.” Sonic kicked up his feet, putting an arm around the back of the couch, and grinning from ear to ear. “I like my mortal woman.”

He laughed, as Amy hit him in the face with her hammer.

“Careful there, HOLY Hedgehog.” she twitched an eyebrow, before smiling and removing the hammer, looking smugly in her place.

Goddesses have quite the temper.”

(I thought it was cute XD It’s an AU concept but I tried to keep it in Character. Sonic isn’t one to just come out and say it, but if you read enough into it, you’ll get that they think Sonic and Amy are like Hercules and Meg. He took her cause he loved her XD)

5

A detailed account of the coronation of King George VI and Queen Elizabeth from their daughter, Princess Elizabeth (future Queen Elizabeth II). 1937.

Full transcription:

Title page: The Coronation, 12th May, 1937. To Mummy and Papa, in memory of their Coronation, from Lilibet by Herself.

An account of the Coronation.

At 5 o'clock in the morning I was woken up by the band of the Royal Marines striking up just outside my window. I leapt out of bed and so did Bobo. We put on dressing gowns and shoes and Bobo made me put on an eiderdown as it was so cold and we crouched in the window looking into a cold, misty morning.

There were already some people in the stands and all the time people were coming to them in a stream with occasional pauses in between.

Every now and then we were hopping in and out of bed looking at the bands and the soldiers. At six o'clock Bobo got up and instead of getting up at my usual time I jumped out of bed at half-past seven. When I was going to the bathroom I passed the lift, as usual, and who should walk out but Miss Daly! I was very pleased to see her. When I dressed I went into the nursery and Margaret Elphinstone, who came to breakfast, was waiting there. We did not eat very much as we were too excited. After we had finished we looked out of the window until it was time to get dressed. We saw the Canadian Mounted Police in their red coats and once when a policeman went by on his bicycle, everyone cheered!

When we were dressed we showed ourselves to the visitors and the housemaids. Now I shall try and give you a description of our dresses.

They were white silk with old cream lace and had little gold bows all the way down the middle. They had puffed sleeves with one little bow in the centre. Then there were the robes of purple velvet with gold on the edge.

We went along to Mummy’s bedroom and we found her putting on her dress. Papa was dressed in a white shirt, breeches and stockings, and over this he wore a crimson satin coat. Then a page came and said it was time to go down, so we kissed Mummy, and wished her good luck and went down. There was said “Good Morning” to Aunt Alice, Aunt Marina and Aunt Mary with whom we were to drive to the Abbey. We were then told to get into the carriage. When we got in we still had to wait a few minutes and then our carriage moved from the door. At first it was very jolty but we soon got used to it. We went round the Memorial, down the Mall, through Admiralty Arch, along Whitehall, past the Cenotaph and the Horse Guards’ Parade, and then Westminster Abbey. When we got out we were welcomed by the Duke of Norfolk, the Event Marshall.

We waited in the little dressing room until it was time to go up the aisle. Then we arranged ourselves to form the procession. First of all came the Heralds, then two Gentleman Ushers, then all in a line, Margaret, Aunt Mary and myself. When we got to the Theatre we sat down and waited for Queen Mary’s procession. Grannie looked too beautiful in a gold dress patterned with golden flowers. Then we went up the steps and into the box. There we sat down and waited about half-an-hour until Mummy’s procession began. Then came Papa looking very beautiful in a crimson robe and the Cap of State.

Then the service began.

I thought it all very, very wonderful and I expect the Abbey did, too. The arches and beams at the top were covered with a sort of haze and wonder as Papa was crowned, at least I thought so.

When Mummy was crowned and all the peeresses put on their coronets it looked wonderful to see arms and coronets hovering in the air and then the arms disappear as if by magic. Also the music was lovely and the band, the orchestra and the new organ all played beautifully. 

What struck me as being rather odd was that Grannie did not remember much of her own Coronation. I should have thought that it would have stayed in her mind for ever.

At the end the service got rather boring as it was all prayers. Grannie and I were looking to see how many more pages to the end, and we turned one more and then I pointed to the word at the bottom of the page and it said ‘Finis.’ We both smiled at each other and turned back to the service.

After Papa had passed we were all shivering because there was a most awful draught coming from somewhere, so we were glad to get out of the box. Then we went down the aisle, first a gentleman I did not know, then Margaret and myself and then Grannie. When we got back to our dressing room we had some sandwiches, stuffed rolls, orangeade and lemonade. Then we left for our long drive.

On leaving the Abbey, we went along the Embankment, Northumberland Avenue, through Trafalgar, St. James St., Piccadilly, Regent St., Oxford St. with Selfridge’s lovely figures,  through Marble Arch, through Hyde Park, Hyde Park Corner, Constitution Hill, round the Memorial and into the courtyard.

Then we went up to the corridor to see the Coach coming in. Then Mummy and Papa came up and said “Good morning” and were congratulated. Then we all went on the Balcony where millions of people were waiting below. After that we all went to be photographed in front of those awful lights.

When we sat down to tea it was nearly six o'clock! When I got in to bed my legs ached terribly. As my head touched the pillow I was asleep and I did not wake up till nearly eight o'clock the next morning. 

Honestly, my absolute favorite Anne Boleyn moment from The Tudors:

Thomas Boleyn (her dad): “Anne.  I did not bring you up to have opinions, or to express them, or to quarrel with those closest to the Crown.”

Anne: “But I am closest to the Crown, I am the King’s wife.”

Thomas: *angrily grabs her arm* “And you should remember how you got there!”

Anne: *angrily snatches her arm away* “I know how I got there!  And it was not all you.  It was not all you, or Norfolk, or George, or any other MAN you want to name!  It was also me.  He fell in love with me, he respected ME!  And my opinions.”

Chapter 42: The Court of Nightmares (Rhys POV)

I do not own any of the dialogue or ideas written here. They belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas.

For the one gagillion anons and non-anons who have asked me for this scene. So here’s Chapter 42 of ACOMAF when Rhys takes Feyre to his court to get the orb and they essentially have a drool fest all over each other. This ended up being one of the fics I enjoyed writing the most. Love these two morons. <3

The Darkness that Binds

For the first time in 500 years, I was nervous stepping through those gates. The Court of Nightmares was never my home nor even a place within in my own court that I took interest in ruling. The beasts it housed were cretins, the lot of them, easy to rule and I had enough power several times over to drown them all if I wanted. Wearing the cruel mask of the High Lord they cowered before was easy.

But today was not that day. Today, someone important would be watching. Someone I still couldn’t quite fully understand how she felt towards me, much less how she would feel after I’d exposed her to the monster that would be pawing at her in front of the court I despised.

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Jailbait

Prompt: Bobby sends Dean and Sam some information about a hunter who could help. The only problem is, this hunter is in prison… and this hunter is you.

Warnings: none

Words: 2036

The whole table groaned as you layed out your hand, an ace, a king, a queen, a jack, and a ten, also known as a royal flush in the poker world. You scrounged the cigarettes closer to you, the biggest grin on your face as you put one between your lips, the whole table glaring at you as if you had a diamond.

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anonymous asked:

*puts cupcakes and a flower crown in the kitchen, a bag on her back* *slides into missys room* hey missy !! there's a present for you in the kitchen, you should go check it out !! -flower anon

Wait, Really?! Awwwwe, you guys didn’t have to get me anything! Thank you! although i have no idea what these gifts are for

300: Rise of an Empire || Starter Sentences

“We are honored by your presence.”
“They say you are the bravest of our captives.”
“Though not the smartest.”
“Nothing will stop the march of my empire.”
“________ is murderous by trade.”
“I stand among ten thousand. I am alone.”
“He’s/She’s shown himself/herself to be quite brilliant in battle.”
“Her/his entire family was murdered.“
“She/he was trained by the finest warriors.”
“________ vowed to return only when he/she could watch it burn.”
“You will be a God King.”
“Today we deliver submission.”
“Seize your glory!
“Let them see the cost of daring to challenge the God King.”
“Now that brings me pleasure, the thought of you pining away for me.”
“Join me at my side.”
“If death comes for me today, I’m ready.”
“I am your king!”
“Do not forget who put the crown on your childish head!”
“Hold nothing back!”
“Surrender to me or meet your death.”
“I do what I must to defend ______.”
“______’s sacrifice will not be forgotten.”
“Avenge him/her.”
“______ should have killed that boy.”
“We will face the monster that casts a shadow across our land.”
“Such is my plan.”
“We have the advantage.”
“He’s got him right where he wants him.”
“______ is a fine tactician.”
“I was speaking of ______.”
“Let our final stand be recorded through the histories!”
“Fight for ______!”
“I would rather die a free man/woman than as a slave.”
“And let it be shown we chose to die on our feet rather than live on our knees.”
“It would be a poor choice to force my hand into action.”
“It’s best I go alone.”
“A new age is dawning.”
“That sounds like a threat.”
“He was rude and lacked respect.”
“We must fight.”
“That is your dream, not ours.”
“My guards will see you out.”
“All I’m concerned with is the preservation of ______.”
“It’s funny that you mock freedom here in your selfish isolation.”
“My Queen.”
“Do you agree?”
“Your confidence leaves me with a strong impression.”
“Sit on your golden throne and watch this battle from the safety I provide you.”
“You’ll not have your death tonight.”
“You fight much harder than you fuck.”
“You’re no god. You’re just a man.”

BIRTHDAY FIC PROMPT: Felicity’s Black Dress

Happy birthday @pillow-mountains!!!!!

As requested, otherwise known as “what about that black dress?”, YOUR BIRTHDAY FIC about Oliver finding THE dress in Felicity’s closet. And a bit of smut, cuz obviously.

Tagging (just in case they might be interested): @klarolicityswan, @imusuallyobsessed, @candykizzes24, @ruwithmeguys, @eunaosoumodelo

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^^Gif for helpful reference ;)

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anonymous asked:

Do you think Cersei is a good mother?

I hate this idea I see in fandom that just because a woman has children and apparently loves them (ha… I’ll talk about Cersei and her “love” for them later) then that automatically means they’re a good mother. I’m sorry. but unfortunately I know a lot of mothers who love their children but are shit at mothering.

Anyway, do I think Cersei is a good mother?

In the books (and to even some degree the show), considering she enabled the evil acts of her oldest son, spoiled him, and then put him on a pedestal should be enough to say that she’s nowhere close to being a good mother. And then we have this Tommen scene:

AFFC Jaime I

Tommen turned his head and doubled over, retching. His crown fell off and rolled across the marble floor. His mother pulled back in disgust, and all at once the king was running for the doors, as fast as his eight-year-old legs could carry him.

An eight year old boy is trying to kneel before the rotting body of his dead grandfather and he can’t take it, so he throws up. Instead of being nurturing and sympathetic she “pulled back in disgust.”

Who has the nurturing and parental reaction instead?  

“Ser Osmund, relieve me,” Jaime said sharply, as Kettleblack turned to chase the crown. He handed the man the golden sword and went after his king.

and then

“A man can bear most anything, if he must,” Jaime told his son. I have smelled a man roasting, as King Aerys cooked him in his own armor. “The world is full of horrors, Tommen. You can fight them, or laugh at them, or look without seeing . . . go away inside.

Instead of making him feel like shit and yelling at him for having a bad reaction, Jaime sympathizes with his son and gives him advice, which is how Cersei should have reacted.

Tommen considered that. “I … I used to go away inside sometimes,” he confessed, “when Joffy …”

“Joffrey.” Cersei stood over them, the wind whipping her skirts around her legs. “Your brother’s name was Joffrey. He would never have shamed me so.”

Tommen implies Joffrey has made his life hell and what does Cersei do? She tells Tommen that he brings her shame by comparing him to Joffrey I mean what... and it makes it worse that he’s only eight.

You can put a check mark next to emotional abuse.  

“Do you think he smelled any sweeter to me? I have a nose too.” She caught his ear and pulled him to his feet.

And (imo) physical abuse

“Lord Tyrell has a nose. Did you see him retching in the holy sept? Did you see Lady Margaery bawling like a baby?”

And back to emotional abuse.

I mean, if that wasn’t clear enough how shit she treats him GRRM then put this in

Jaime got to his feet. “Cersei, enough.”

And then we have show!Cersei who murdered her son’s wife and her entire family. She destroyed his life (LITERALLY) because her life, what she wanted, and her hatred for Marg and the HS was more important than her son being happy and in love. Her selfish actions then pushed him to commit suicide.

“But she could have been saving him from the Faith”

she unnecessarily killed his wife, wiped out a House, and took out hundreds of innocents while she sipped her wine and enjoyed the scene. No, that was all about Cersei.

Such a good and loving mother. Which brings me to my next point.

Not only do I think Cersei is a shit mother, but I also 100% disagree with anyone who says she genuinely loves her children (yes I’m staring at you D&D). Honestly this all comes down to how we each define love, which is why this is open for debate and isn’t a canon fact, despite what any writer or author says. (Ex: Stephenie Meyer says Bella and Edward are true love but their toxic dynamic does not fit into my definition of “true love” in the slightest. How we define love is personal and varies by our own perceptions.)

In my definition of genuine love, the biggest aspect is being able to perform selfless acts and make sacrifices.

Tell me one time Cersei has set aside her own agenda for the happiness of her children? (And don’t tell me her refusal to marry Jaime because I’ll rip that to shreds.) Tell me one time Cersei did something that, in the end, wasn’t a move to gain power?

I’ll wait.

I love my grey characters, fuck I do. The greyer the better. I’m usually the person with “problematic favs.” Cersei is grey (like.. a very dark shade of grey) but her relationship with her children is not what makes her grey, her past is. Cersei loves her children in a narcissistic way, not a motherly or genuine one. If we were supposed to see her with the capability of selfless motherly love we would have seen that in the books, but so far I see no evidence to suggest that her love for anyone is anything but self serving. Therefore, I have to conclude that she sees them as herself, since they were conceived by her and her twin - a person who she views as an extension of herself. They are her. They are also her tools for power.

If Cersei were to have a child that came out looking like Tyrion, with one hand, etc. do you honestly believe she’d love that child and treat him or her kindly?

neothoron  asked:

Hello, you mention in your ask about Renly's manipulative cruelty that Mace Tyrell is actually shrewder than he appears. What makes you say that? Does that imply that Olenna's description of him as an oaf is an act put up for Sansa? Do you think he had a conscious part in the Purple Wedding?

Hiya! I’m so sorry this is so long in coming; a bunch of people asked on this topic, so I wanted to put something full-length together.

When people talk about The Quotes from ASOIAF, the ones that are basically GRRM dropping the veil and telling us how he thinks and feels about his subject matter, there’s this one from Varys that comes up a lot:

“Power resides where men believe it resides.”

And there’s a lot of political and Plato’s-cave truth to that. But there’s an equally relevant and powerful flipside to this trope: the power that can be achieved by deflecting attention, by appearing unimportant, shallow, secondary, a figurehead. In short, the tremendous upside to be exploited in being constantly underestimated.

For me, no character exemplifies this trope better than Mace Tyrell, that pompous, overwrought boob…who is currently serving as the Hand of the King, which is exactly what he has been trying to accomplish the entire time. Mace commands by far the largest armies in Westeros, and has acted at every turn to preserve them, committing to battle only at the Blackwater, where he was bolstered by Tywin’s forces and needed to prove his loyalty to the new regime, and at Duskendale, where his opponents had been set up to fail by their own commander (Roose Bolton, another man happy to be underrated). Where Tywin begins the war by rampaging around the Riverlands to work through his shame about Tyrion’s kidnapping (until Robb turns up and promptly makes him look like an idiot, so then that much more shame to slaughter civilians over), and Stannis begins the war by painstakingly preparing a list of reasons why his life sucks and everyone’s mean and he hates them (I love him so much because he’s a sullen, lonely kid forlornly kicking at empty plastic bags in the corner of the schoolyard), Mace begins the war like an adult. Specifically, he cuts off food supplies to King’s Landing.

Now, Renly is usually credited with or blamed for the strategy of moving his army deliberately slowly toward King’s Landing, but note that when Stannis threatens Storm’s End, Renly moves extremely quickly–in fact, too quickly:

Ned would surely have prevailed upon Robert to bring up his whole force, to encircle Stannis and besiege the besiegers. That choice Renly had denied himself in his headlong rush to come to grips with his brother. He had outdistanced his supply lines, left food and forage days behind with all his wagons and mules and oxen. He must come to battle soon, or starve.

So it seems more likely that Mace was responsible for this slow pace, with the primary goal (as we see through Tyrion’s POV) of starving the people of King’s Landing to the point of rebelling against Joffrey, a cruel but clever stratagem that came very close to working. When the Tyrells then ally with the Lannisters, they flood King’s Landing with food, winning the support of the people even though the Tyrells were the ones who cut off supplies to begin with:

“The Tyrells have been carting food up from Highgarden and giving it away in her name. Hundreds of wayns each day. There’s thousands of Tyrell men swaggering about with little golden roses sewn on their doublets, and not a one is buying his own wine. Wife, widow, or whore, the women are all giving up their virtue to every peach-fuzz boy with a gold rose on his teat.”

They spit on me, and buy drinks for the Tyrells.

Those bolded words of Tyrion’s sum up perfectly how well the Tyrells have played the commons relative to the Lannisters. Littlefinger’s upcoming embargo (as revealed in the recent “Alayne” chapter) will only ramp up the political leverage Mace has wielded throughout the series via Reach resources and exports.

Mace also managed to avoid ever alienating the Starks and Tullys, and so is not hated by the Young Wolf’s former supporters, a significant accomplishment given that they seem poised to wipe Houses Bolton and Frey off the face of Terros. Indeed, successful political maneuvering is as much about avoiding disastrous mistakes as securing ambitious triumphs; Lord Mace excels at this, which is why he’s been able to jump from Renly to Joffrey to Tommen, sacrificing remarkably little and picking up Brightwater Keep in the bargain. Hell, as Tyrion points out, he even left the door open to joining Team Robb should the Lannisters prove troublesome:

Bloody fool, thought Tyrion. “Sweet sister,” he explained patiently, “offend Tyrell and you offend Redwyne, Tarly, Rowan, and Hightower as well, and perhaps start them wondering whether Robb Stark might not be more accommodating of their desires.”

Note Tyrion’s construction here; Tyrell’s vassals take their cues from the Fat Flower, not the other way around. When Randyll Tarly and Mathis Rowan talk in council, this is what I hear:

Ser Kevan was his brother’s vanguard in council, Tyrion knew from long experience; he never had a thought that Lord Tywin had not had first. It has all been settled beforehand, he concluded, and this discussion’s no more than show.

(I know Kevan thinks Tarly’s the real danger, but Kevan also thinks Cersei is permanently cowed, so he’s not necessarily the most insightful guy.)

Mace Tyrell has spent the entire story steadily accumulating both hard and soft power, and nobody seems to notice, because unlike his mother or his daughter, he doesn’t fit the archetype of a classic political manipulator. If there is an unambiguous winner in the Game of Thrones so far, still standing amidst all the bodies, it is the Warden of the South…and yet it’s hard not to laugh at him when he does stuff like this:

The new King’s Hand was seated on an oaken throne carved in the shape of a hand, an absurd vanity his lordship had produced the day Ser Kevan agreed to grant him the office he coveted.

But the terrifying thing to consider is that he is not desperately compensating by making himself a Hand-Throne; he is, instead, deadly serious. (How long ago did he have that chair made, to have it ready on the spot?) Mace Tyrell intends to rule King’s Landing for the foreseeable future, and Varys and his little birds have made that immeasurably easier for him.

So, why do I credit all this to Mace specifically? It’s become a near-consensus that Lady Olenna is the true power in Highgarden, to the point I’ve actually seen people refer to House Tyrell as “matriarchal,” which is one hell of a misread. Highgarden is not Sunspear. The Tyrells are not the Mormonts (more’s the pity; all our lives are brighter with Lyanna Mormont in charge of the Bear Island letterhead). The Reach is the epicenter of feudal patriarchy in Westeros; Mace commands the armies, controls the resources, and makes the marriage contracts, not Olenna. We’ve seen this with Catelyn, Cersei, Lysa: noble women of patriarchal houses can exercise enormous power, but they do so through their sons, and Mace is no Sweetrobin. Don’t get me wrong, Olenna is unquestionably a strong influence on Mace’s decision-making, it’s just in an advisory capacity. Sure, she changes his mind on some questions (most notably on whether to wed Loras to Cersei), but Davos changes Stannis’ mind on the biggest question of all (who he’s really fighting for, and why); this doesn’t make Stannis any less responsible for the decision to sail North.

I would argue that Olenna’s storyline actually subtly demonstrates the enormous passive power Mace Tyrell wields in the realm, and has since at least Robert’s Rebellion (more on that in a moment). I think A Storm of Swords sets that up perfectly: Olenna isn’t Mace’s puppet master, she’s his assassin. I absolutely believe he knew about the Purple Wedding, because Olenna would be taking a frankly unbelievable risk by acting on her own. If she is discovered, she’s going to need Mace’s protection, which he can only effectively accomplish if he knows about it beforehand. As one of the judges, he can direct the investigation away from his family, which he does by repeatedly reminding his fellow judges that Margaery could’ve easily been poisoned as well.

Olenna’s dialogue is largely concerned with the limits of her power within the Tyrell household, and how the ultimate strategic authority rests with her son.

“Should you ever have a son, Sansa, beat him frequently so he learns to mind you. I only had the one boy and I hardly beat him at all, so now he pays more heed to Butterbumps than he does to me. A lion is not a lap cat, I told him, and he gives me a ‘tut-tut Mother.’ There is entirely too much tut-tutting in this realm, if you ask me. All these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers.

It was Mace who controlled the information within the Tyrell Conspiracy, as Olenna didn’t know about the Lannister twincest until he told her:

“It’s treason, I warned them, Robert has two sons, and Renly has an older brother, how can he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair? Tut-tut, says my son, don’t you want your sweetling to be queen?”

It was Mace who pushed the family ambitions forward, not Olenna:

“We should have stayed well out of all this bloody foolishness if you ask me, but once the cow’s been milked there’s no squirting the cream back up her udder. After Lord Puff Fish put that crown on Renly’s head, we were into the pudding up to our knees, so here we are to see things through.”

Nor is book!Margaery actually obsessed with the crown, per Littlefinger:

“We shall have another wedding soon, wait and see. Margaery will marry Tommen. She’ll keep her queenly crown and her maidenhead, neither of which she especially wants, but what does that matter?”

Couple of quick things: one could argue that Olenna is being falsely humble to Sansa in the same way that I’m arguing Mace is doing writ large. But Olenna really has no reason to lie to Sansa about any of this; Sansa’s expectations and perceptions are not politically influential (although Alayne is a different matter), and Olenna is mining Sansa for information in this scene, not trying to sow misinformation of her own. Also, note the limitations of Olenna’s hands-off mantra:

“If truth be told, even our claim to Highgarden is a bit dodgy, just as those dreadful Florents are always whining. ‘What does it matter?’ you ask, and of course it doesn’t, except to oafs like my son.”

Well, Mace has to care about that sort of thing, because it’s the source of his legitimacy in the Reach. If he can put a grandson on the Iron Throne, he’ll have secured his authority back home from the likes of the Florents…and indeed, as soon as the Blackwater was done, Mace used his new access to the Iron Throne’s power to bring Brightwater Keep under direct Tyrell jurisdiction.

Mace’s go-to move, one which (again) he has in common with Roose Bolton, is to hoard his resources while allowing/encouraging his ostensible allies to self-destruct, counting on being the one with the most soldiers and food in the end. His primary war aim in Robert’s Rebellion wasn’t to defend the Targaryen regime (he neither joined Rhaegar at the Trident, nor defended King’s Landing from Tywin), it was to occupy the Stormlands. And he would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for young Stannis’ iron resolve and inspiring leadership (bullshit “Stannis isn’t charismatic,” uncharismatic men don’t hold a starving garrison together for that long; the king’s men and queen’s men alike have followed him to Storm’s End, the Blackwater, the Wall, Winterfell, through fire and ice, the odds against them every time, roaring his name. No Baratheon is uncharismatic, there are laws on this.)

Mace’s siege wasn’t just a landgrab conducted under the pretense of loyalty to the crown, however; if Stannis had yielded, Mace could’ve broken Robert’s cause in the same way Theon broke Robb’s. What kind of king loses his castle, especially to Lord Puff Fish (or Theon, for fuck’s sake)?

But Mace never gave Robert Baratheon cause to kill him if (when, as it turns out) the rebel lord won, although the still-Warden of the South certainly committed himself to a lifelong campaign to keep Stannis off the Throne, which helps explain his willingness to join Team Joffrey after Renly’s death. Mace kept his titles, his land, his soft power. And when Renly came to him with the news that Cersei’s children were not Robert’s, Mace plotted with Renly to replace Cersei with Margaery and put a half-Tyrell on the Iron Throne, cementing Highgarden as the political powerhouse of the realm. As mentioned above, Mace commits himself to this plan before informing Olenna, telling her only to keep the family united in pursuit of a common end (which, again, is why I cannot believe Olenna would take the hugely risky step of murdering the king without getting her lord’s consent…or more likely, she was following his orders in doing so. Like she said, she wanted nothing to do with any of these assholes, but Mace tut-tutted, and that was that.)  

So what’s next on Mace’s agenda? Control the small council, get Margaery through her trial, and protect Highgarden from the Crow’s Eye. I’ve no doubt he’ll accomplish the first two, but the third is going to become very perilous very quickly (especially if I’m right in thinking Euron gets a dragon). Cersei’s already demonstrated how many fucks she gives about defending the Reach (between zero and let me check oh also zero how weird); moreover, she may very well break the alliance for good by sending Robert Strong after Margaery. So Mace Tyrell is going to yet again be in the market for a new client-king…and lo and behold, like an answered prayer, there’s one down at Storm’s End, and his first choice for Hand has, ah, a hand problem…

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Greedy

(Magpie AU)

“Any idea where he might have gone?”

Sam sighed into her phone, gunning her scooter through the empty streets. The sun had set hours ago, and the sky above was a wash of black. Stars sparkled here and there. “A couple ideas. Hang on, Jazz.”

“This sleepwalking thing is getting old.”

Sam bit her lip to keep from answering. The halfa in question definitely wasn’t sleepwalking. However, when she tracked him down, he was going to wish he was. There was a beep on her phone. “Gotta go, Jazz. I have a call on the other line.”

“Let me know what you find.”

“Uh-huh,” she said, not committing to anything. There were some things it was best Jazz didn’t know. Putting a hand to her ear, switching calls, she said, “Hello?”

Try the museum,” came Tucker’s sleepy voice. “They’ve got a traveling exhibit in town.”

“What is it?” Sam asked as she changed directions.

They call it ‘An Exhibition on Greed’.” Tucker chuckled. “I almost want to go this weekend. You should see all the jewels on the pictures. Crowns and clothing and pirate treasure and they’ve even got a bedazzled motorcycle.

Sam sighed. “That boy and his fascination with shiny. I’d almost think he was half dragon.”

Everyone’s got an Achilles heel. Let him have his. At least it’s not being evil, like certain other halfas I could mention.”

“You only say that when it’s my turn to drag him away from his treasures,” Sam groaned. “Call you when I find him.”

Sure,” Tucker yawned. “Luck.”

Get This Party Started || Lucanna

Lucas moved around the party easily, smiling and joking with each person as he made his way through the lower floor of Duval Manor, grabbing up a fresh drink as he passed the newly erected bar. 

While he hadn’t agreed to dress up in line with the party’s Disney theme, the male knew that his girlfriend would kill him if he though about turning up wearing his usual outfit, so he’d improvised with some help from Kaia and dressed in black skinny jeans, a grey shirt and a red plaid flannel. Most people had no idea who he was supposed to be and when they asked he simply pointed to Gianna’s costume and then the gold crown on his head as explanation. 

Glancing over at the rim of his glass as he sat on the edge of a couch, Lucas watched Nick weave between people in his Captain Hook costume, complete with feathered hat and a plastic hook  all he could think was that he would do anything to knock that stupid had from his head.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?” 

The voice pulled him from his thoughts and he looked up to see Jessica in her all leather interpretation of Jane Porter, “That I probably should have put in a little more effort for my own girlfriend’s party.” He shrugged, rolling his eyes a little, “Mostly that everyone else is showing me the fuck up.”

Jessica sighed and flopped down in the seat next to the male, “Damn you’re a buzz kill.” She half smirked, “Dwight said you were fun, this is exactly the opposite.” The female glanced around to make sure nobody was watching then pulled out a little baggie of pills, “Want one?”

“I’m good sweetheart, but thanks. Just need more booze and to find my princess.” He chuckled, draining his glass to get to his feet, “Dwight picked a fun one, interesting. See ya later, Jess.” With that Lucas slipped from the front room to look for either Gianna or John, hoping to get a little time with one of them before the big announcement caused drama.

I knew it (part 2)

TITLE: I knew it (part 2)

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: one shot

AUTHOR: lifeistooshorttowasteyourtime.tumblr.com

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that Loki suspects that you are in love with him, so he changes himself into your best friend to talk to you. When you tell your best friend (Loki in disguise) that you have a crush on Loki, he immediately changes back to himself, startling you and says:

“I knew it”

NOTES/WARNINGS: the sweet sigridlaufeyson sent me a message asking me for a second part of the one shot so here it is! For you darling and all of you who wants to read it. Hope you like it and hope it’s not too cheesy.

The new status in the relationship between the prince and Lady (Y/N) wasn’t exactly a secret but they didn’t show displays of affection in public. All their friends knew about the courting but didn’t talk about it. Except Astrid, who teased her friend nonstop when they were alone.

Loki kept doing little tricks on (Y/N) just changing things of their place or appearing suddenly scaring her But he always begged her forgiveness with sweet kisses and word of affection, which turned her crush in love, true love. Loki adored her, head always admired her intelligence, but he could see the kindness of her heart and the funny side she had kept hidden.

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Scarlet Heart Ryeo Episode 10

There is poisoning in historical drama standards. And then there is Lee Jun Ki standards. Did you see those veins in his neck? Where they even veins? Muscles? I am not sure what the hell that was but DAMN.

Someone please explain to me why Queen Yoo hates her middle son so much? I think the show should have explained better to us why she feels so much hatred towards him at this point because it can’t be just the scar. Right? I keep feeling I am missing a part of the story between these two characters.

I have to give her credit for her devious ways, though. Making a minister propose So as an alternative for Crown Prince, in case the current one is deposed, was a brilliant move. Putting the palace and those loyal to the crown against So or actually considering him for succession, even forcing the hand of the King and making him send So away again. Bravo, Queen Yoo. My hat is off to you.

And lookie here, who was helping her? Prince Wang Won. I remember the actor saying his character was really twisted and knew his way around the court, so I have been waiting for the story to show me that aspect of him. I am appalled and pleased at the same time. I have seen him taking Prince Yo’s side but I thought he was going to be swayed into working with him rather than already be on his side.

Also joining Queen Yoo’s ranks is Princess Yeon-hwa, whose ambition and desperation for security inside the palace was as palpable as what she was feeling while watching So drinking that tea. It’s clear to me the show has chosen to take creative license in her part of the story (historically she married Wang So) and I’m pretty sure whatever chances she got before are six feet under now.

Joke is on them because Wang So always does as Wang So pleases. And So very well damn pleases to drink the poison instead of the Crown Prince and save, not only his brother, but Hae Soo in the process. Or did he? I’m unsure of it. And isn’t all food supposed to be tested before anyone could even take it to the Crown Prince? How did the tea pass the examination?

The entire tea scene was excruciating to watch. Between Wang So purposely drinking the poison, the Crown Prince and Soo unknowingly pouring it, Yeon-hwa holding back and Queen Yoo’s poker face, I was holding my breath. I could not believe what was happening. I was expecting someone to say something but not a peep from the present crowd. How could they even if they wanted to? They would be admitting to aiding in the murder attempt of the Crown Prince.

I knew Wang Wook was standing in a crossroads last week, and that also some doubts and worries about where he stands regarding the crown were burning deep inside him. Today’s conversation with Wang Yo was the last drop in my opinion and despite the conversation he had with his mother and sister, after this episode things won’t be the same for his character.

Whatever Wook’s fate is, I think it was sealed with that arrow. I keep on worrying and feeling sad for him, because I’m sure he will set out to do the right thing and end up becoming the antagonist of the story. Even when, in a way, he already is but from now on in a much bigger way.

Hae Soo’s logic drove me crazy tonight. Why is she comparing Wook to So while thinking about accepting his marriage proposal? It seems to me, basing myself on he own words, that the only reason she will accept Wook is because he won’t change his views regarding the crown. What about her so-called love for him? Isn’t that a factor? And what if she didn’t know that So is the one who will become King? Does that mean she would have other considerations in her mind and heart? What gives?

Honestly, I don’t think she has any romantic feelings for So yet. Don’t get me wrong, I think she truly cares for him but she’s not in the same place he is right now. After today, there will be a second shift to the story (the first one being Lady Hae’s death) and it will finally start to make Soo reconsider all her relationships inside the palace. Of course, she won’t be the only one affected: Wook too will be making some decisions, not to mention the Crown Prince’s days seem to be numbered.

Honestly, Lady Oh is the only one giving sincere advice and thinking straight. She sees through the feelings of the other characters which makes her a great character but at the same time a threat. I’m afraid she won’t last much longer in the story… THIS IS GONNA BE SO SAD.

Mopey Wang Eun is sad sight, although his interactions with Soon-duk still makes me want to smack him. Rude much? I get he is heartbroken but he could be a little more nice to the person he will be spending the rest of his life with. I guess he still doesn’t care enough to actually consider being nice, so here is hoping he will see the light soon. I like she lets him know it’s not okay to speak to her like that with just looking at him. What I like even more? He gets her looks. LOL! They are so married.

I always look forward to Baek-ah’s storyline with Lady Woo-hee. Their bicker is really funny and I love he gave her a nickname already. When she got busted from lying about her name? Priceless.

Also, can we appreciate how invested Baek-ah is in his bromance with So? And also his brother relationship with Soo! Wingman extraordinaire? I say yes.

On this episode I started to worry about Wang Jung. The entire conversation with Soo about his family dynamics, his brother So and how he missed the past gave me melancholic and impending doom vibes. Was it because of what is going to happen to Soo after the poisoning incident? Or is it something else? GAH! I just feel he is too innocent to be inside that family of snakes and perhaps will become collateral damage in Queen Yoo’s seek for power. Which might me the only thing that can actually crush her.

What do you think it’s going to happen next?

Girl Meets Secret Santa by Imaginarybird

Rating: G

Summary: Lucas uses a Secret Santa to get his moment with Riley. Pure Rucas Holiday fluff.

Notes: This takes place the Christmas of Riley and co.’s freshman year of high school, and is written off the idea that when the love triangle was resolved, Lucas and Maya decided that they were solely friends. Lucas and Riley did not get together but they are back to having their unofficial thing.

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Enchanted In The Moonlight- Shinra (Family)

Hi! :3
I finished playing Shinra’s main story a few hours ago, and just like with Miyabi and Chikage, I decided to write a family one-shot for him.
Thank you so much for reading and I hope you’ll enjoy it!

I close my eyes and enjoy the warm feeling of the sun. I hear my daughter giggle as she skips around, picking flowers with her small hands. In the close distance I hear the faint sound of thunder.
When I was younger, the sound would have scared me, but now I can’t help smile when I hear it.

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