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Ser Loras Tyrell, the Knight of Flowers ([personal profile] rosehasthorns) wrote in [community profile] shititsalion2015-10-15 02:53 am

Everything Isn't Shit AU

[Loras is back in Highgarden for the first time in....well, a while. It's been a week since his Dragonstone raid and he's still a bit bruised. Broken ribs are no joke. But other than that, he escaped without any incident and now Dragonstone is in Tyrell hands. Funny, because Cersei Lannister is under the impression that it's in her hands. She doesn't know that all her people were sent back to King's Landing and all the ones left behind to hold the castle? Tyrell men. Loras loved every minute of that raiding and it's silent "Fuck you" to the Queen Bitch, even though he probably would've preferred a loud "fuck you". Willas was right, though. Now was not the time for that.

In any case, he's just arrived in Highgarden. He was given some leave after Dragonstone as a gesture of appreciation from King Tommen. It's good because he needs to talk to Willas. Mostly because he is 100% sure a certain someone is in an absolute state of panic right now. They hadn't exactly told him the plan but chances are good he's heard. Willas can deal with that. Loras steps into Willas' solar the minute he's back in the castle, taking every roundabout uncommon path he can think of, hoping to find his older brother inside]


Willas?
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[personal profile] loveandloyalty 2015-11-12 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[And oh, doesn't Renly know it? At this point he's maybe willing to overlook some injuries as long as they aren't too serious (it's not like he's going to be able to see how bad he's banged up his ribs) in order to have sex with his lover again. He HAS missed him.

He leans in and presses his lips softly to the little crease in his brow.]
I promise.
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[personal profile] loveandloyalty 2015-11-16 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Renly makes a soft sound of pleasure against his mouth, leaning down to meet the shorter man halfway, his hands roaming as Loras tries to remove his doublet and shirt. When he's bared from the waist up, his hands slide up, "help" Loras unlacing his doublet, but he pauses, brow creasing, when the fabric falls away from bruised, purpling skin and bandages.]

How is it not as bad as it looks? Seven hells, were you shot with a crossbow?