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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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im back(ish)
hey! so i know ive been out for a looooong time. i was really, seriously sick for the past month, but im gonna try to start writing later this week. i wont be able to put out imagines as often as i used to, but ill try. thanks for waiting it out!! ~ g-i
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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hey! i know i said in previous posts i'll try to be on soon. i've been really sick for the past week, and i want to write SO BAD but i just do not feel well at all. im gonna try to post a thing or two as soon as i can. hope you understand.
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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hey guys! sorry for the long hiatus. a looooot has been going on recently. hope you understand. i'll try and write as soon as i can. thanks!!!
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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hiatus announcement
hey guys! i’m soooo sorry i haven’t been active recently. school and other activities have kept me very busy; i’ve barely even had time to come on my laptop, let alone write a story! i will have to take a quick hiatus from Thursday,  February 18th to Saturday, February 20th. i’ll try to come back sometime on sunday or monday. thanks so much!
~ g-i
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Ahh i love vampire weekend too. They're great. It's kinda sad rostam left but at least he's still planning on writing songs with VW
ah very true! glad to see someone else is a fan :D
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Imagine slowly falling in love with your best friend Robb
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prompt number nine requested by anonymous
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The cool forest air was fresh in your lungs as you silently thanked the gods for such a beautiful day. The sun was high in the sky, casting an orange light on everything, and you knew you had to take advantage of it.
“Are you sure you saw an aurochs, Y/L/N?” Robb questioned as he jogged to your side.
You rolled your eyes, “Have I ever lied to you, Stark?” you replied, causing Robb to smirk playfully.
You slung your bow and arrow farther up your back, excited for a hunt with just you and Robb. Usually you had to go hunting with a whole group of rangers and guards, but this time it was just you two. 
“C’mon, Y/N, we don’t got all day.” Robb spoke up, grinning widely as you headed off into the forest together.
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It had been at least three hours-- the sun was already on the horizon, and still you and Robb couldn’t find anything. You had gotten slightly annoyed due to the lack of game, but with every missed opportunity Robb just seemed to get more and more chipper.
Finally, as you two headed back to Winterfell, you asked Robb with a questioning smirk, “And why are you so happy, eh? We didn’t find a single animal.”
Robb just smiled at you, his blue eyes meeting yours, “Well, Y/N, I got to spend a whole day with you. In my mind, that’s a perfect day.”
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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#9 with Robb Stark please💕😌
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Imagine Robb comforting you after a nightmare
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“Y/N!” Robb exclaimed, “Y/N, wake up!”
You gasped and jolted upright in your bed, sucking in air in an attempt to calm yourself. Robb sat up, putting an arm around your shoulder,
“Y/N, you had a nightmare.” he said calmly, “You’e okay, I’m here now.”
You slowly laid back down onto your bed, laying a head on Robb’s bare chest, “I... I had...”
“Shhh, shhhhhh....” Robb shushed as he ran his hand through your hair, pulling you closer to him. “You’re alright now.”
You looked up at him, your voice low and quiet, “It... my dream was about you, Robb. You--” you cut yourself off, burying your head against Robb’s chest.
Robb traced slow circles on the small of your back as you listened to his heartbeat, “It was just a dream, Y/N. I’ll always be with you.”
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Number six with Robb Stark please?? Thank you love!
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Imagine Jon getting upset after someone hits on you
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prompt number fourteen requested by @kpopmusicanimebooklover​
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Although the brothers on the Wall were used to the chill of the Wall, you were not. You bundled yourself in your fur coat as you made your way to the Lord Commander’s quarters. When you came to the door, two boys stood guard in front with their arms crossed.
“There ain’t no girls on the Wall.” the one to the left said dully, “What’a you doing ‘ere?”
You showed the guards a rolled-up scroll, “I’m here to see the Lord Commander. We have word of new recruits.”
The guard to the right narrowed his eyes, a smirk flitting across his face, “What you wanna see Jon for?” he asked menacingly, “I’m all the man you need, sweetheart.”
You took an apprehensive step back as the other guard spoke up, “Come on, don’t be like that.” he said, making a grab for your arm, “Don’t you struggle now.”
Your eyes darted and your words caught in your throat, but just then the tower door burst open, and with it came a booming voice,
“Chett! Lark! That’s enough!” Jon exclaimed, shoving the men away from you. “This woman is my guest, and I don’t need the two of you rallying her.”
The two boys glared heavily at Jon, but before they could say anything, Jon muttered, “Go on. And don’t think Bowen Marsh won’t here about this.”
As the two grumbled and strode off, Jon made his way to you, putting a hand on your shoulder, “I deeply apologize, Lady Y/N. Did they do you any harm?”
You shook your head, giving a small smile, “Not at all, Lord Commander. I give you my thanks.”
Jon smiled, “Any time, Lady Y/N.”
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Can i please request a #14 with jon whenever you have the time thank you!
sure!
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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#4 with Oberyn, pretty please? x3
i already wrote this right here!
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Imagine being betrothed to another but insisting on being with Jon
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prompt number ten requested by @kpopmusicanimebooklover​
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“You look lovely, my lady.”
You spun around and met the sight on Jon Snow, smiling sadly as he leaned against the door frame. You tried to speak, but words failed you. They always did whenever you were around him.
Jon’s eyes darted to the back of your wedding dress. “Your lace is undone. May I...?”
You nodded and walked to him, turning around so he could tie up your dress. “Jon, I--” you started.
“Y/N, please, don’t... don’t say anything.” he said softly, his fingers tying up your dress, “I’ve been meaning to come and talk to you but I... I’ve just been scared.”
Jon sighed deeply, his voice sullen, “I know you aren’t getting married until five moons, but... I feel like I’ve already lost you. But Y/N, I truly am happy for you. I really am. You... you deserve a nice wedding, and a lord who will treat you like the queen you are.” he swallowed, “Not... not some Northern bastard.”
Jon pulled the last of the lace together, his hands dropping to his sides. You turned and kissed him lightly on the lips, whispering to him, 
“I love you, Jon. I always will. And I don’t care if your last name is Snow or Stark.  I will always love you.”
Jon’s smile was so warm and happy it lit up his entire face, “And I will always love you, Y/N.”
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Can i please request a #10 with drogo or jon you can decide i really appreciate it thank you so much!
i just published a 10 drogo, so jon is coming up!
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Imagine healing Robb’s wounds after a battle
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The two guards crossed their spears in front of the tent, blocking your entrance,
“The King in the North is not seeing visitors at the moment.” one of them said in a deep, gravely voice.
You shifted your weight nervously, “I’m a healer,” you said simply, “Lord Stark called on me to tend to his wounds.”
“Let her in, damn you.” a voice called from inside the tent.
The two guards moved their spears to their sides, allowing you to walk inside to the tent.
You made your way to Robb, who was reclining on a makeshift cot to the side of the tent. Everything seemed to be pitched hastily, seeing as the Northern army hadn’t anticipated on camping out. 
Robb half-smiled, half-grimaced, “Lady Y/N. It seems we always meet under bad circumstances.”
You laughed lightly. “It seems so, my lord. What seems to be the trouble?”
Robb gestured to his leg, “A horse fell onto my leg.” he gave a dry chuckle, “Gods, I’m in the middle of the fiercest battle we’ve ever fought and what wounds me? Not a sword or a spear. A horse.”
You smiled and dug some herbs from your medical bag, “Has another healer taken a look at it?” you asked, “Perhaps cleaned the wound?”
To your surprise, Robb shook his head, “I waved them all away.” his dark eyes locked with yours, a smirk playing on his lips, “I told them I was waiting for you.”
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gemini-imagines · 8 years
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Would you be able to do prompt number 8 with Robb Stark, please?
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Imagine healing Jon’s wounds at the Wall
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prompt number eight requested by anonymous
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You rummaged through your medical bag, muttering to yourself, “Myrrh on the scratches... perhaps some borage.... bandages wouldn’t be wise on the--”
“My wounds aren’t that bad.” Jon said, a ghost of a smile across his face.
You sighed, “I’ve been doing this for quite a while, Lord Commander.” you said, “I think I know what I’m doing.”
Jon frowned slightly, “I did not mean to offend you. I’m glad you could come to the Wall on such short notice.”
You grabbed a few things from your bag and walked to Jon, “Not at all, Lord Commander. As soon as I heard of an attack on the Wall I knew I’d have my work set out for me.”
You put a few drops of yarrow ointment on the gash Jon had on his arm, causing him to wince slightly. “Sorry, my lord,” you said, “Forgot to mention that achillea herbs do sting the flesh a bit.”
Jon blinked, as if trying to comprehend your words, then chuckled to himself, “I apologize, my lady. I am unused to being called a lord”
You smiled and grabbed something else from your bag, “As I am unused to being called a lady.”
Jon laughed lightly, his eyes scanning you up and down. You noticed how his eyes lingered when you hand rested on his chest, or the way he seemed to lean into your touch. You then realized how attractive he was; of the same age as you, but the stubble on his chin along with his dark, hard eyes made him seem like a man grown.
After a period of silence, Jon muttered under his breath, almost to himself, “Gods, what I wouldn’t give to break my vows with you.”
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