“i didn't do it” “then why are you laughing?” “because whoever did it is a freaking genius”
“can our goal be to not die today?” “that seems like a lot to ask...”
“We both know this will be the first time and the last time we ever attempt this.”
“Pass the binoculars. Hurry!”
“If we both agree we're soulmates, why break up?”
“If you thought indigestion was bad, wait until you hear about this.”
“Promise me you’ll never tell anyone what you just saw.”
“Keep an eye on the door, but whatever you do, don’t open it.”
“You’ve caught me at a really bad time”
“What have you done now?”
“How– how did you find me?”
“Excuse me. Excuse me! Yes, you. You’re sitting in my seat.”
“Let’s hear your side of the story.”
“There’s blood everywhere.”
“I don’t even hate you. That would imply I cared.”
“There’s no point running. I got you.”
“Oh my gosh, are you sure? Like, sure sure?”
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to talk to strangers?”
“That’s it! I’m killing them all.” “Wait, but what about the plan?” “Forget the plan! These idiots keep getting on my nerves. They have no one to blame but themselves.”
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Random Prompts
a/n: some have dark content too.
"I thought you loved me!" "You-you killed someone how am I supposed to love you?"
"...you know I would do anything for you, right?"
"wh-why, don't you love me? I did everything you wanted! So, why don't you love me now?!"
"I just wanted to see you smile."
"I did everything to protect you! To, make sure that you are well and protected-" "whatever you did, it hurt me rather than 'save' me."
"I thought we had something between us but then again we don't."
"I know I can heal you-it's not too late, I can save you!"
"Look I don't want to be mean but there will be someone who will love you but that ain't me."
"I don't understand why did he make me your guardian out of all people."
"I may be a very nice person but don't forget that I will snap at one point too."
"Oh macrons!" "..for the love of your family and God say 'fuck' and not macrons-"
"Don't you find it weird? That we met because of your cat and then we fought who will adopt it so then we decided to date and here we are." "You are missing the part when we decided to adopt it together that's the reason why we dated-"
"Aww that's so sweet of you!" "..it's just burnt food-"
"So, who is going to explain that fire in the background?"
"Since, you are not with me always, I made a playlist of you which reminds me of you."
"Is that my hoodie?"
"I love you more than my food!"
"Why can't you just sleep with me all the time?"
"I dream of spending the whole with you."
"Don't even think of moving away from here, you are too warm."
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Sharing is easy amongst twins
Ship: Jaime Lannister x Brienne of Tarth x Cersei Lannister
Prompt: Sharing
Daily Randomized Prompts: 41/?
Summary: Brienne prepared to leave the Capital, bot being able to watch Ser Jaime and Queen Cersei together, until the other twin comes to her with a proposal.
Word Count: 1306
Warning: OOC behavior all around lol
Note: This only works if you ignore a lot of things we know about Cersei and Brienne and felt like I wrote Jaime’s w*t dreams. That being said, I did enjoy writing this. Someone write me a multi-chapter fic with those three please
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Brienne hadn’t fully realized what she had gotten herself into until she was at a point of no return. A sweet delicious one, but full of consequences either way.
She had been far beyond denying the attraction she felt towards Jaime Lannister, at least to herself. Was it pride or self-preservation that stopped her from confessing to him?
For a while, when the two of them had journeyed, Brienne could have seen him reciprocating her crush, in her more deluded moments, but when they had returned to King’s Landing, Cersei Lannister was there.
It hit her after watching the twins for a while, seeing all the small details and gestures that incriminated them now that she knew.
Brienne might be the only person in the world to know.
Sure, the rumors were everywhere, but Jaime wasn’t a man to endanger his loved one like that and his sister didn’t strike her as someone shaken by public opinion.
Brienne had heard the older knight say it.
And she knew she should have been disgusted, maybe if he hadn’t learned so much about Ser Jaime over the last weeks and months, she would have been, but now she just ached for another man that would never want her. Another man that she had caught feelings for somewhere between friendship and admiration, that was in a forbidden, but committed relationship.
Would she repeat the same mistakes as with Renly? Stay with him and stand by?
Brienne remembered how Jaime talked about his twin and their relationship, how attached to each other they were, how young and hopeful once. Maybe just as Jaime was someone trying to do the right thing occasionally, before he became the King Slayer, Cersei Lannister had similarly good intention before she had become the wrathful Queen the Kingdoms had come to know.
She saw the changes, maybe before Ser Jaime saw them himself. He slipped into the man he had been before his change of heart as effortlessly as into a well-tailored shirt. Maybe the siblings made each other worse, had shaped each other’s wickedness over the course of their obsession.
And than as Lady Brienne was preparing to leave, (she just wasn’t sure where to… Find a fugitive Sansa? Try to rescue Arya from her forced marriage) the Queen Mother came to see her out of the blue.
Cersei Lannister hadn’t acknowledged Brienne’s presence beyond the highly formal thanks she had received for returning Jaime. Maybe the Queen knew. Knew that Brienne knew, knew that she had romantic feelings for her brother and lover…
Maybe she had come to gloat.
Jaime was a handsome man and tough they were almost identical Cersei seemed to out-shine him anyway with her famed beauty. She wore a complicated emerald-green gown that matched her eyes and the doublet Ser Jaime wore today. The Queen watched Brienne for a moment too long as the younger woman curtsied awkwardly. Her fiery gaze burning into Brienne’s skin as she assessed her appearance and the obvious packing that was done.
“You are leaving us so soon, my Lady?”
The mocking tone Brienne might have expected did not come, instead Cersei Lannister sounded trained neutral. Did her visit has ulterior motives?
“My brother and I had hoped you would join us in my private drawing room for an convivial evening between friends.”
Both of them wanted to see her? Brienne doubted that. But she was disrupted in her suspicious train of thought when the Queen stepped closer to her, laying her small hand on Brienne’s sternum just above her bosom. She is certain the older woman can feel her rapid heartbeat.
“I do admit that I was… wary of your close bond with Jaime, especially given your former employment and loyalties and well I suppose your reputation…”, she smiled somewhere between seduction and unguardedness. “But Jaime made your case to me more successful than either of us might have thought and we can agree that we both do are for Jaime immensely… And he for the both of us.”
Now Brienne watched a dark shadow pass those brilliant green eyes, so much like Ser Jaime’s but so much more scorching in their intensity. She might have grown to understand Jaime’s relationship with Brienne eventually, but Queen Cersei hadn’t to like it. The twins had been always close knit, in whatever perverted way that might be, but as far as Brienne had seen she wasn’t a threat to that love.
“I am no one to share my treasures, Lady Brienne.”, her fingers absentmindedly stroke the warm skin above Brienne’s throat in smooth patterns, leaving the younger woman on edge with the tingling it induced.
“But maybe we can try to get along. Become friends even.”, her long fingers traced the pulse-point along her neck, coming even closer. “Maybe be even closer.”
Slowly, in theory slow enough that Brienne would have been able to pull back, gently pushed the woman away, any kind of reaction, Cersei guided Brienne’s head down and sealed her large lips with hers.
Brienne was surprised how electric the kiss felt, how easily it was for her to lose herself in it, not fight it when Cersei moved her sweet, plush lips against hers, allow her skilled tongue to enter her mouth and just drown in the pleasure of it all and not waste thought about the immorality of it all.
She had been more lonely than she had realized if it was so easy for her to agree to this. Staying with Jaime meant staying with Cersei. A possibility that seemed dreadful with the assumptions she had made about the Queen. But those new developments? Maybe compromising her values was worth this piece of happiness?
A lot of the qualities that drew her to Jaime could be found in Cersei as well. Obvious things like their similar appearance, their shared humor and willfulness. But Cersei was just as furious defender of her loved ones and just as graceful.
Brienne could relate to her resentment towards her restrictions in live because of her gender, tough she had to remind herself that Cersei Lannister was exactly the kind of person to be cruel to Brienne because of her lack of femininity , her looks, her struggles with tasks expected of noble girls. On the other hand, Brienne got to do things Cersei had yearned for, like being her father’s heir, having a say in her betrothals and learning to fight.
The Queen let her hand glide down the side of Brienne’s touch-starved body, leaving her shivering and wanting, to take her hand.
Guiding her gently out of her rooms and towards Cersei’s own private quarters, where Ser Jaime was waiting for them.
He stood when he saw the two women and Cersei gave him a wicked smile, beautiful and playful that it made Brienne’s stomach turn, but not as much as the sight of the twins united in a heated kiss. It shouldn’t have. It was wrong.
Again Cersei grabbed up to her jaw and kissed her gentler than she would have thought but not any less hungry. Brienne couldn’t help but lean into her, trying to mimic her movements and hold onto silky hair for dear life.
With a satisfied hum Cersei separated agin, licking saliva of Brienne’s mouth, leaving her panting. “I will enjoy corrupting this little sheep way more than I anticipated. So innocent.”, she caressed Brienne’s shortish hair. “Yet so willing to please.”
“Come on, Jaime.”, she pulled him closer to Brienne. “I am not the only one who should be having fun here. We are supposed to be sharing after all.”
But if Brienne was sharing Jaime with Cersei, like she initially assumed or if the twins had agreed to share her because of some shared attraction, the young knight did not understand, she couldn’t have said.
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