the R+L=J reveal doesn’t matter to me anymore I’m Team the Jon Snow Psychological Stew that will be Ned Stark’s lookalike at Winterfell with the Catelyn Tully lookalike and feral red-haired Rickon in his father’s house where he never felt he belonged has his Stark impostor complex validated
"If you kill a man, and never mean t', he's just as dead," Ygritte said stubbornly. Jon had never met anyone so stubborn, except maybe for his little sister Arya. Is she still my sister? he wondered. Was she ever? He had never truly been a Stark, only Lord Eddard's motherless bastard, with no more place at Winterfell than Theon Greyjoy. And even that he'd lost. When a man of the Night's Watch said his words, he put aside his old family and joined a new one, but Jon Snow had lost those brothers too.
Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see. They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. "I'm Prince Aemon the Dragonknight," Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, "Well, I'm Florian the Fool." Or Robb would say, "I'm the Young Dragon," and Jon would reply, "I'm Ser Ryam Redwyne."
That morning he called it first. "I'm Lord of Winterfell!" he cried, as he had a hundred times before. Only this time, this time, Robb had answered, "You can't be Lord of Winterfell, you're bastard-born. My lady mother says you can't ever be the Lord of Winterfell."
I thought I had forgotten that. Jon could taste blood in his mouth, from the blow he'd taken.
In the end Halder and Horse had to pull him away from Iron Emmett, one man on either arm. The ranger sat on the ground dazed, his shield half in splinters, the visor of his helm knocked askew, and his sword six yards away. "Jon, enough," Halder was shouting, "he's down, you disarmed him. Enough!"
Not being Ned’s son will hurt, not being Robb or Arya’s brother? That’s going to destroy his sense of identity more than anything else.
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“The Death of a Bastard Series” (Part 1 of?)
Title: “The Death of a Bastard” (PART 1)
Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader
PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5
Warnings: Mentions of death and blood.
Summary: The reader is the first to find Jon Snow’s lifeless body. She has to flee away from Castle Black and go back to her home, Rivendell. She reminisces, and remembers how she met her “Snow”, and fell in love with him. But she was promised to his half brother, Robb. Mostly based around how they met, and what in between their meeting and his death.
The palm of your hand rested across the cheek of the only man you could bring yourself to love. Your mind fumbled, and your lips trembled: “How could this have happened?” You questioned as you stared down at his cold, pale, face.
Stannis’s most trusted vassal: Davos, Edd,and a few other’s stood next to you as you mourned over Jon’s lifeless body. Your dress was stained with the blood of your lover, his scent lingered on your body.
All you could think about was: what would have happened if you would’ve stopped Jon from leaving the lord Commanders tower? All you could think about was how he never came back up, and when you finally got up to find him, you saw a lifeless body on the ground. With an eyebrow raised, you ran down the steps.
Blood pooled around the body, staining the purity of the snow. Once you got closer, you recognized the dark brown curly hair. Racing to him, you dropped to your knees, “Jon! Jon! Wake up!” You cried as you cradled his body.
He was sputtering for air, “Y/N…. You… you must leave….” You ran your fingers through his hair, “Jon, please, please, don’t die. I — I love you…” you whisper as tears rolled down your cheeks.
Jon looked up at you, “I will al..ways… love you…” he whispered back, and then he breathed his last breath. You laid your face against his, as you sobbed his name, and whispered: “Why?” You heard the snow crunch beneath someone’s feet, and you looked around frantically.
“Lady Y/N, who did this? Did you see who did this?”Davos asked while staring at the sign: Traitor. You turned to look at the sign, and sobbed, “He did what he thought was right… I don’t understand.. I don’t understand. Why?” You sobbed as Davos knelt down.
Voices followed your sobs, “It’s the lord Commander!” All of Jon’s trusted “brothers” came running, Davos looked around him.
“Help me get him inside….” Davos said, looking around to make sure that no one was watching. He helped you up, all you wanted was to collapse into the snow.
They closed the door and barred it so no one could get in. They swiped everything off of Jon’s table, and laid his body across it. Ghost’s howls rang in your ear, the pang of sadness could be heard by anyone and everything.
“Thorne did this!”
“How many of your brothers do you think you can trust?” Davos asked and Edd spoke up, “Trust? The men in this room.”
Davos turned to you, “Is the wolf familiar with you, m’lady?” He asked and you gave him a nod. “Will you get him? We need all the help we can get.” You started to walk towards the door, but Edd placed his hand around your wrist.
“I will go get him. We need to protect lady Y/N, only the god’s know what the others will do if they see her. They’d do anything to hurt our lord commander.” He said and Davos gave him a nod.
But when Edd reached for the door there was a knock, and all of the men around you pulled out their swords. They all stood silent, until an all too familiar voice, one that belonged to a woman, was heard on the other side of the door. “Ser Davos.”
Davos gave Edd a look to open the door. You scowled once the red woman came through the door. Jon had told you about her trying to seduce him. You felt threatened by her beauty; you knew Jon loved you though.
When she walked through the door, you stood in front of Jon’s body as if you were protecting him. She peered around your frame, and her facial expression dropped. Melisandre walked past you, and you looked over your shoulder; she gently touched his cheek. “I saw him in the flames, fighting at Winterfell…” she whispered, clearly confused that another one of her visions weren’t right.
Davos walked to where you were standing, “I can’t speak for the flames, but he’s gone…” the red woman turned on her heels to face you. You stepped back, but she stepped up to you, and her hand rested on your cheek. Shivering, you removed her hand from your face.
“You were in the flames… you… are you with child?” She asked and all eyes turned to you. Edd got between the two of you, and he faced his body towards the red woman. “Well, you saw wrong. Jon took his vow and withheld that vow….” He turned to look at you, and you looked down at your feet.
Davos motioned for the red woman to back away. Tears rolled down your face, you were going to tell him tonight, but now it was too late. You quickly stepped out of the room, and walked down the stairs. You raised your hood, and pulled your cloak tight around your body.
Quickly, you opened the door where Ghost was being kept. He lunged out, his red eyes gleaming, he nudged you until you were walking. You heard shouting coming from the Mess Hall.
You quietly moved closer, so you could hear. “He was our lord commander!”
“He never should have been!”
You could hear someone beat their fists against something, “You all know why you’re here. Snow is dead.” Alliser Thorne’s voice boomed. You hated him from the moment you met him.
“Who killed him?” One of the men asked and he replied, “I did.” You had to stop yourself from marching in there, and throat punching Thorne.
There was a roar of voices. They were angry, they shouted: “murderers!” “Traitors!” A hand on your shoulder made you jump, “M’lady..” Edd hissed, “You know you can’t be out here by yourself….” He whispered.
Edd wrapped his arm around your waist and quickly escorted you back to the room. Before he opened the door he turned to you, “Is it true? What the red woman said? Are you with child? Jon Snow’s child?” He asked and you looked down at your blood stained boots.
“Yes. I was to tell him tonight.” You say as you looked up at Jon’s friend. “If the others find out you’re carrying his bastard, they will try to murder you and the child.” He said and you glared at Edd.
“Do not call our child a bastard. And I know, once we figure out what to do, I’ll leave.” You say as you open the door to the room.
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Part 2 maybe? 😶🌫️😶🌫️
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