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lilliagradiewrites · 10 months

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too damned loud || jon snow x reader

In which you are in a secret relationship with Ned Stark’s bastard, and he is terrible at hiding it.

Not my gif: created by @jonsource.

Time Period: Before Season 1 begins. Jon is 18, reader is 18.

Pronouns: she/her, afab reader ( I am willing to rewrite with other pronouns if requested.)

Content/Warnings: nothing worse than what’s in the show. young jon, sweet youthful relationship shit, sexual activity but no actual smut, exhibitionism if you squint.

WC: 791 (blurb)

(this has not been proofread. read at your own discretion <3)

Author’s Note: Hello my darlings! It has been such a long time and I am so incredibly sorry. I swear I plan on eventually returning to consistent posting, but I have had one of the busiest and most stressful two year of my life. Thank you guys for supporting me and being so kind to my content in my absence, you are all incredible and I appreciate you. I will, hopefully, be posting content similar to what many of you follow me for: harry styles and jj maybank. both will be making appearances soon, i promise! for now, though, you’ll get a cutie little jon snow fic because this character is actually the love of my life. if you haven’t watched game of thrones yet, do it. please god. then come read this.

love you forever, thanks for being here.

Hope y’all love this. It’s good to be back.

It had been almost ten years since you had known Jon Snow, and yet you somehow learn new things about the boy each and every day.

Yesterday, you learned that Jon Snow just didn’t like colors. Generally.

Last week, you learned that Jon hated hunting. Despite being skilled with various kinds of weaponry, the northerner found the activity to be deathly boring.

Six months ago, you learned that he actually did have a heart, and it was full of thoughts of you.

You also learned that day that the bastard boy is a skilled kisser as well.

Today, you learned that Jon Snow is incredibly stupid.

The discovery was not something you hadn’t considered before, yet today’s actions were a confirmation of the idea. You were walking down the halls of Winterfell, heading towards the courtyard from your bedchambers, when you were suddenly swept off your feet into a nearby door- then swiftly pressed against it.

A pair of soft lips and a stubbled chin pressed against you in a passionate kiss, and it wasn’t difficult to piece together what had happened.

As your heart slowed its pace and the realization set in, you pulled abruptly away from the embrace and lightly pushed your boy off you.

“Jon! Are you mad? I nearly died of fright, what is wrong with you? Anyone could have seen!”

Jon smirked, placing his hands back in their home on your waist and pulling himself closer into you. “I only wanted to kiss my beautiful girl.”

“Jon, anyone could have seen us. Anyone could walk through this door and we’d be caught. Is that what you want?”

Jon kissed your cheek and began moving his way down your throat, pressing his lips softly into your skin. The touch was feather light, but it sent shivers down your back all the same.

“I want you.” He mumbled against your neck, moving his hands slowly up and down your sides.

Though it took all your strength not to melt and sink into his familiar touch, you stood your ground. “Not here, Jon. We’ll be found.”

“Let them find us.” He growled. His movements became faster and less delicate. He was losing patience, and you were losing your willpower.

“Jon!” You exclaimed, making a weak attempt to resist his efforts.

“Y/n!” He mimicked, almost groaning your name into your skin.

“Will you please quiet down? They’ll hear you in the Red Keep, you are too damned loud.”

Jon chuckled, mouthing his way over your collarbones as he pulls your dress slowly from your shoulders. “I don’t think you can talk about being loud, my love.”

Your cheeks flushed pink and you remained silent until a sharp gasp was pulled from you as Jon began to suck and bite on the crook of your neck. “Jon, please-” You breathed out, not entirely sure what it is you were begging for.

Jon didn’t reply, but continued his actions, slowly speeding up as he pulled your dress lower.

“Jon..” Your voice still carried apprehension, though you’d almost surrendered entirely to your boyfriends’ advances.

Jon continued on with a passion, kissing and sucking and pulling on your damned dress.

You were moments away from giving in, until you caught the sound of footsteps headed down the corridor on the other side of the door. “Jon!” You whisper-shrieked, the intensity in your voice finally halting his actions. He pulled immediately away from you, looking into your eyes as he waited for you to speak. Though he liked to mess with you, Jon would never forgive himself if he actually hurt you or overstepped in any fashion.

“Jon, I cannot explain to you how I wish we didn’t have to stop, but we do. We will be caught. I am a wardess, Jon, have you forgotten? They might send me away from Winterfell if they know we are together before my father’s sentence is through. We cannot do this here.”

Jon nodded, a look of guilt washing over his face. The poor thing immediately felt as though you were angry at him, and began murmuring earnest apologies into your neck as he helped you redress.

You took both of his hands in yours, halting him and pulling him close. “I’m not angry at you, darling. I’m only trying to keep us together. I will be angry at you if you do not meet me in your chambers in five minutes and finish what you started.” Jon paused again, stopping in his tracks, overwhelmed by your words. You took the opportunity to fix your dress, reach behind you, and grasp the door handle.

You pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek before smirking and exiting through the door behind you, leaving Jon open-mouthed in the room.

Author’s Note: AHHH there it is! My cute little return to tumblr. I hope all my Jon Snow sluts enjoyed this one. If you don’t, stay tuned for other content. I love you all. You mean the world to me.

See you in the next one. Send requests- I want to write what y’all want to read!

LOVES YOU, -lillie

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quiet--menace · 2 years

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“And I’m expected to believe a sellsword is good with children?” Tanda asked. Lollys flushed with embarrassment or sun. Still her posture implied that Bronn’s answer was important. “I’m sure you have siblings,” Tanda laughed to herself, “Fleabottom seems to have more brats than it does rats.” As the serving girl poured apple-wine, Bronn imagined all the ways an old woman could die. “Aye,” he confirmed, “One of eight rats . Half raised the litter born after me.” Not worth mentioning how three never made it past infancy. and of the five left Bronn was the last alive.

A Lamb To The Slaughter by Birdie Lo Green

February Ficlet day 20 prompt: awkward first meeting (Bronn/Lollys Stokeworth)

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ysrith · 4 years

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Looking for Game of thrones fanfic recs

Does anyone know of any post season 8 fanfics that deal with what happens to Jon after the Wars which are not season 8 Jon/Dany/dany fix its and rule Westeros or Jon/Sansa marry and rule the North together?

I want future fics about Jon where he is not defined by his relationships.

If these ships are your thing thats fine but its not what am looking for right now.

I want to see how Jon adapts, survives and makes a life now that he has no great cause. He is still a young man . I want to see how he copes with his guilt about killing Dany, his conflict about what his Stark family did and how he rebuilds his life with the Freefolk. What does a worn out traumtized fighter do now that the war is over? Does he stay there or does he decide to explore the rest of the World? Does he become KIng beyond the Wall? Does he fall in love? Does he ever explore his warg ability?

Am ok with Jon /Tormund recs but again have read most of them and again i dont just want fic in which Jon is simply defined by his relationship with Tormund, needs to have some more depth than the p0rn

#gameofthronesfic #jonsnow #jonmund #jon snow #game of thrones #gameofthrones #postseason 8 #fic recs #futurefic

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alderaanplacesss · 4 years

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Did I pick up the fan fiction I started writing back in August during this quarantine? Maybe.

Is it the second fan fiction I’ve ever started to publish EVER? Also maybe.

Are you still using tumblr and your a sansan shipper? If yes, please say hi! Maybe read this if you feel inclined?

#sansan #sansa/sandor #an archive of our own #sandor clegane #game of thrones #sansaandthehound #gameofthronesfic #gameofthronesfandom #thehound #sansastark #sansa stark

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bazarvilleindia · 5 years

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Let me give you some advice. Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. . Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you. . . Exclusively available on www.bazarville.com . . #gameofthronesday #gameofthronesmarathon #gameofthronescat #gameofthronesvideo #gameofthronesapron #gameofthronesf #gameofthronesfilmedhere #gameofthronesbabies #gameofthronesshirt #gameofthronesgirls #gameofthronesofficial #gameofthronesedit #gameofthronestshirt #gameofthrones7 #gameofthronesseason8 #gottee #gottshirt #gottshirts #gootee #goth #gothgirl #gameofthronestee #gameofthronestees (at Navi Mumbai (New Mumbai), India) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwXPjVTAcnv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=o5a8xkviqgr2

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megsironthrone · 4 years

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Not His Type

Based on this request: Hi how are ya? Can you please write about Tormund arriving in Winterfell with Jon, and he falls in love with smol Y/N Stark, always making sure she's protected and loved, even though Jon and Sandor remind him constantly that she's not his type

Here you go! I do not own Tormund.

Warnings: Fluff!!

Pairings/Characters: Tormund Giantsbane x fem!Stark reader, Jon Snow & Sandor Clegane (briefly)

When Tormund came to Winterfell, he was expecting stone walls, prim and proper lords and ladies, and a whole lot of tradition and rules. What he didn't expect was you. Y/N Stark. Sweet, lovable, kind Y/N. You were the absolutely opposite of every woman Tormund had ever been attracted to before, but he didn't care. You were the only one he'd ever felt anything akin to real love for before.

"Here, let me do that for ya," he offered one evening. You arched a brow. "I'm fine. It isn't that heavy." Tormund paid no mind and took your burden from you. "Thank you, then." You gave him a smile that nearly made his knees weak. What was so different about you? Why did you and only you have that affect on him? He didn't know but Tormund was determined to see where this attraction would lead.

Tormund watched as you walked away, admiring the way your hips gently swayed. "She's not your type," the gruff voice of Sandor Clegane tore Tormund's gaze away from your backside. "What?" Sandor and Jon were both watching him with smirks on their faces. "He's right. Y/N isn't your type. She's nothing like the Free Folk." Tormund didn't say anything, just let his eyes wander back to your retreating form. They were wrong. They had to be.

*time skip*

Tormund was watching you again. He couldn't help it. He was enamored with you. Jon was right. You were nothing like the Free Folk. At all. Sure, you could use a sword, but not very well. You were much more…delicate than the Free Folk. You spent your days nurturing rather than fighting. You sang and danced and made pretty dresses. But he couldn't help but be drawn to you. You were everything the man wanted. He wanted you. He wanted to make pretty babies with you.

Tormund was so lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize Jon had come to sit next to him. "She still isn't your type." Tormund shrugged. "I like her." You met his gaze across the room and smiled. Tormund returned the grin before turning his attention back to Jon. "What's it to ya anyway, Crow?" he asked with a smirk. Jon chuckled. "Nothing. Nothing at all. She's coming this way though." Tormund's eyes snapped up. Sure enough, you were heading over to him.

"Hello, Tormund. Jon," you greeted with a grin. Jon clapped Tormund on the shoulder and made an excuse to leave you alone. You laughed softly. "Well, I was going to bid him goodnight." In an instant Tormund was up. "Let me walk ya." Your brow rose and he quickly continued, "Ya never know who might want ta hurt ya." You chuckled again. "I suppose I could do with the company."

As you walked toward your chambers, the only sounds around you were the echoes of your footsteps in the corridors. After a few moments, you hummed. "Tormund?" He made a noise to let you know he was listening. "Why do you try so hard to protect me? We've only just met a few weeks ago. I've never had someone so…devoted to my protection. Not even my father or brothers."

"Ya deserve ta be protected. And cherished. And loved. Ya deserve everything any man could ever give ya." You didn't reply. Tormund took a moment to cast a glance your way. Your eyes were cast down to the floor and you looked almost embarrassed. "T-Thank you," you whispered after a few moments, "I feel like I have a guardian angel with me whenever you are around. "I'd like ta be more than that."

You stopped walking and looked at him. "Would you now?" Tormund's smirk returned as he nodded. A bit of his fiery hair fell into his face. It had grown longer since he came to Winterfell. He really needed to cut it. But your small hand came up and brushed the lock from his face in such a gentle manner and he began to rethink that.

"You're not like other men, Tormund. I envy you. You have such freedom. And such a big heart. I find myself enthralled by you, Tormund Giantsbane." Tormund's blue eyes met your (e/c) ones. He caught your hand in his as you moved to lower it. Without taking his gaze from yours, his lips brushed against each one of your fingertips. He needed to be close to you and if this was the only time, he was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

For you, it was as if all the air had been sucked from the corridor. This giant of a man, this warrior, was showing you affection you'd never dared to dream of. Lords were never as openly affectionate, with the exception of your father. But Tormund didn't seem to care that you were standing in the middle of the corridor where anyone could walk in and see what was happening. The only things he seemed to care about was you and your reactions to his touch.

"Tormund," you whispered, afraid to break the spell your were both under. He hummed again, not letting go of your hand. He watched as your tongue darted out to lick your suddenly dry lips. He watched as your eyes flickered between his and his lips. He felt your hand begin to shake in his. "What is it?" he asked, suddenly concerned. Were you ill?

"Kiss me," you ordered softly. Tormund blinked in surprise. "What?" Your beautiful lips upturned into a smile. "Kiss me, Tormund. Please." Tormund didn't need to be told a third time. Without letting go of your hand, he pulled you even closer to him and let his lips cover yours. It was nothing like he thought it would be. It was better. Your lips were soft and supple, but eager against his own. Your free hand moved up and tangled in his locks. It would be difficult to remove later, but Tormund didn't care.

When you finally pulled away, you were panting. The sight was pure heaven to Tormund. He'd done that to you. "Wow," you muttered, but he heard you anyway and laughed. "Never been kissed like that before?" You bit your lip. "Never been kissed before," you replied. Tormund's eyes widened. He wasn't expecting to be your first kiss ever.

"Will you kiss me again?" Tormund chuckled before kissing you again briefly. "Ta think, Snow and the Dog said you weren't my type." You scoffed. "Of course they did. Well, shall we prove them wrong?" Tormund's eyes lit up with glee. "Some other time. Right now, I wanna keep showing ya how much I love ya." Your mouth dropped open.

"What did you say?" Tormund finally let go of your hand in favor of wrapping his arms around you. "I said that I love ya." You grinned. "Then I suppose it won't be a surprise if I say that I love you as well." In answer Tormund leaned in and buried his face in your neck. He breathed in your scent and sighed. He wanted to stay there, wrapped up together, forever. "Would you like to accompany me to my chambers?" you asked in his ear. Tormund chuckled. "You're forward. I like it." You giggled and pulled him behind you as you headed toward your chambers.

(a/n: I hope this is what you were looking for!)

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#game of thrones #tormund giantsbane #tormund giantsbane x reader #tormund x reader

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the-coldest-goodbye · 5 years

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Brienne of Tarth: “Quit stealing all the pillows!”

Brienne of Tarth x reader

Requested by @gameofthronesfics

Prompt B1: “Quit stealing all the pillows!”

Prompt B20: “You’re my new pillow.”

A/N: A classic “oh no, there’s only one bed and we have to share!” scenario. I’m Big Gay for this Big Gal.

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It wasn’t an ideal arrangement. You and Brienne stood in the tiny room of the inn and stared at the single bed as if you were willing it to become bigger.

“You can take the bed,” Brienne declared, breaking the silence, implying that she would bunk down on the floor for the night.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” you scoffed. “That’s almost as bad as sleeping outside.” The last time any of you had slept on a real bed was weeks ago. Most nights, you and your traveling companions Brienne and Podrick rough it, sleeping on thin bed mats outside. The mats felt just as good as sleeping on the cold, hard ground itself, and none of you had gotten a good night’s rest in ages. Tonight it was pissing rain and freezing cold, so Brienne decided your little group would stay at an inn, a well-deserved but rare luxury.

Unfortunately, the inn only had two rooms left, both with single beds. You had all decided that Podrick would get one room while you and Brienne would bunk down in the other. Neither of you had realized just how small the bed would be, though.

“We’ll share it,” you declared, attempting to sound sure of yourself.

Brienne glanced at it unconvinced. “I’m not sure we’ll both fit.”

“We’ll make it work,” you assured her.

Brienne had to admit that the thought of sleeping on the floor of the drafty room sounded miserable, and her back ached from all the nights of sleeping on the ground, so she didn’t fight the issue any further.

Sharing the tiny bed definitely wasn’t as easy as you had both tried to convince yourselves it would be. It felt even smaller than it looked, neither of you having an adequate amount of space. There was only one lumpy pillow and a single thin blanket that needed to be shared as well. Both of you tossed and turned, trying to figure out how to coexist in the space comfortably, but neither of you were able to relax enough to fall asleep. You in particular kept tossing and turning, inadvertently pulling the blanket off of Brienne, leaving over half of the tall woman’s body exposed to the drafty air. Brienne gently tried to pull a bit of the blanket back towards herself, but you had an iron grip on it as it seemed to be tucked securely under your body. Her annoyance began to rise, eventually forcing her to jerk it back towards her side.

“Hey!” you protested.

Brienne ignored you, stewing in her irritation.

You gritted your teeth, your own irritation rising at Brienne being passive aggressive. “Quit stealing all the pillows,” you said in a mocking voice, yanking the pillow towards you out from under Brienne, causing her head to fall and smack against the mattress.

“Pillows?” Brienne snapped, her annoyance getting the best of her. “I’d like to remind you that there is only one pillow, Y/N, and we must share it.” Brienne jerked the pillow back towards the center of the bed where you could each access an equal yet unsatisfying amount of it. Both of you laid on your backs in rigid silence, staring straight into the darkness above you, the tension palpable between you two.

You shifted a bit, trying to get comfortable, but you just weren’t. A thought then came to your mind. You smirked to yourself, scooted down in the bed a bit, and heavily plopped your head down on Brienne’s chest, snuggling into her torso, overly dramatic and very performative. Better, you found yourself thinking. You had actually intended to do it as a way to further antagonize Brienne, but you were surprisingly comfortable settling yourself against the large woman’s body.

Brienne tensed, not sure what you were doing. “Y/N, what⁠—”

“Keep the damn pillow,” you huffed. “You’re my new pillow.”

Brienne laid stiff for a minute before allowing herself to relax a bit, surprisingly not too uncomfortable with this new arrangement. Moving the pillow fully behind her head and settling into her spot, she felt your breathing slow as you finally started to drift off against her.

“I thought you’d scold me for this,” you mumbled groggily, still not fully asleep.

“I don’t care what you do as long as it gets you to be quiet and let me get some rest,” Brienne lightly retorted. If you hadn’t been half asleep, you might have noticed that the snarkiness of her words didn’t quite match the softness of her actions, as she rested her hand lightly on your back and gently stroked you. You drove her mad, but Brienne had to admit that she had a soft spot for you.

#Brienne of Tarth #Brienne #Game of Thrones #GOT #Brienne of Tarth x reader #Brienne x reader #Brienne of Tarth imagine #Brienne of Tarth imagines #Brienne imagine #Brienne imagines

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a-libra-writes · 4 years

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ive read alllll of your stuff and NEED more!! can you recommend any blogs that write similar stuff to you?

Ooooh yes yes!! Okay here are the blogs I frequent. It got a little long so I put it under a cut ^^;

@underratedcharactersimagines - I ADORE this blog and Khat! She writes fantastic GoT imagines, as well as a ton of other fandoms. Her blog actually got me back into tumblr and inspired me to start this one! also she posts pics of her new samoyed pup like ,,, ,idk what else you could ask for.

@gameofthronesfics - Halle is really fun to talk to and she does a combo of GoT imagines, drabbles and fics. She writes for a lot of the ladies, who I feel need way more love in imagine blogs!! Also her Yara, Dany and Sandor are *chefs kiss* so good (edit: it seems Halle has deactivated her tumblr q.q i hope she comes back)

@the-coldest-goodbye - I believe Katie is returning from a hiatus, she writes for other fandoms besides GoT and i looove her alphabets. They’re so long and have lots of thought put into them, she also writes for the ladies

@fallatyourfeet - Lou writes a whole lot of oneshots & series, not just for GoT! But the longest one by far is a Robb/Jon x Reader series that’s very charming and follows the whole frickin show storyline like wow, its at 25 parts now? Bruh that’s like a book

@shebsart - okay this isnt a writing blog buT HER GOT ART IS SO GREAT AND HER THEON IS MY HEADCANON THEON SFJSJFDJF

@lovelyladiesofoverwatchimagines - this is Overwatch obvs, totally self indulgent bc I love Moira and all the OW girls and peeps gotta write more for them >:’I

@gfwatch - more overwatch ladies, I have no shame, fight me

@radreactions - one of the VERY FIRST reader x character imagine blogs, this one for Fallout4! I totally fell in love and I knew I’d eventually like to try someday. For a long time, I checked up on this blog without making a tumblr account haha. She still updates and has a huge archive, I like to re-read them for inspo ^^

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briennexofxtarth · 5 years

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So here we are, almost two months, 1176 posts and 200 follows later. I’m not doing a Follow Forever, because I follow and unfollow blogs a lot (and that doesn’t mean I think you are not great, that only means I’m slow surfing my dash and I get stressed if there's too much amazingness to read), but I want to thank the people who make me stay around and make my day a little bit happier with their posts and interactions. You probably think I only like you because you write memes for me, but actually, there’s more than that (thanks for the memes, though. I really enjoy them).

First people first: It's safe to say that this blog wouldn't exist without you. You put up with me on the IMs or on Discord when I have had a bad day, when I rant non-stop, when I do keysmashes because I'm too excited about our threads and when I'm too bored to actually write replies. For all those reasons and many more, you deserve a special place in this post (and in my heart):

@materxdracones @scndor, @goldcnlic, @mxnofhonour, @saltquccn and @dear-indies (Cat, you don’t belong in here, but you also belong in here)

You should probably be in the first group, but maybe we haven’t known each other for that long, or we have never officially roleplayed together (yet), or maybe we have but we never interacted as much as we should; but I've read your threads and probably I've drowned you in memes and, with your words, you have made me smile:

@thescaledqueen @goldenidiotpass @hesquired @longmayshereignxcersei @artfulprecision @queen-of-thorns-and-roses @steeledstark @alordnamedsnow @freefiire @steelthcrns @quccnnorth @secondaryking @jbearmormont @deathelude @regardsent @a-maimed-man-and-bitter @jernhjerte @heldtoflames @thecomplication @peachswcct @donahontes @stormlandr @xiledbear @redwolfiegirl @saltxwolf

The most precious place in heaven is for all of you, Braime shippers. We have been through SO MUCH and it's SO GREAT being part of this. The official rules of roleplay blogs say that you shouldn't follow personal blogs, but who cares when you all are so amazing. I love all your Braime content, but I also love your personal posts, your posts about other fandoms and your random gifsets.

@sassbewitchedmyass @lillian-sunshine @anatlittle @sarahoftarth @elsolivagant @serbrienneserjaime @lannlstar @conylannistarth @firthycreature @aliveanddrunkonsunlight @kingsxmutant @tarthed @glinternik

And of course, I have to give a big thank you, to a bunch of people who made this 200 followers thing possible. Seriously, thanks for being there. No matter if you are a Braime blog or a RP blog, we should probably talk more (or just talk in general).

@3000milesawayfromhome @aaure00 @abadmoon @acrownforaking @akingslayerx @aladyhasnoname @aladysweapon @amesbury88 @arwendottirofelrond @aryasstark @astatheloner @awallflowerstuff @ben-roll-io @berlinisforthelovers @bibibibibibi68 @bird-with-pencils @blackasniight @blazinghart @booksandcoffee9 @braime80 @braimer @breaker-cf-chains @brideofxdragons @camyya @casualcopmoneytaco @cecejacobs @chosenviolence @clu-less @corccrdium @couragetaught @daenerwsz @danysaindon @darysofsuvion @dcrthvxder @deki405 @dracharenae @dragonsbirthed @dreamingofyousblog @driftingmcses @effervescentsoulstm @elleriss @elpoetaleyenda @el-queen @fallesto @fewfandomblog @fiammablade3466 @flxbber @fullcfterrors @galileojones @gameofthronesfics @gendryaandbraime @heroicstud @heythereimashley@hisie-lasselanta @hollysian @honey-nut-queerlos @hrhmonpetitchou @humans-must-be-the-heroes @hurricaneher @iamquirkyspice @infamousprinceofdorne @kingxfmischief @kmmahone @ladylilithofold @ladymacbeth909 @ladyoftheiris @lastinglanterns @lazydays1647 @libri-e-amore @lionprided @lmoncake @lovettroses @lwiica @madedaring @maidofwinter @makingitsnow @malistrom @matristark @mcsttrusted @missandei-of-naath @missbess @mombeavty @morewclf @mrsdaisypotter @mvssandei @mysterioushedgehog @nephake @northkeep @nymeriaastark @ofthewhitehands @originallyepik @podstye @ravenclawesomex @redheadedfangirl79 @sansa-jonquil-stark @sapphires-and-gold-fics @seaworthed @serbezoar @shenorth @short-temperedbrit @shroudedgold @slytherinoftarth @smedegaard3105 @sonullka @sstarkarya @starksistersftw @stormstag @supersasha123 @superstarlight08 @teapetrichor @thebcauty @thechairmanlikesalec @the-ironthrone @thewondernanazombie @theyoungxwolf @trnslatr @unburntqveen @usagi636 @valentina-who93 @varysisamanmaid @vodkasquip @vvolfqueen @wildducksflyingbackwards @win-cr-die @wlfmaid @ysladidasbear

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#ooc | milestone #ooc | self promo #// you are all so precious <3

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victoriaholmeswriting · 5 years

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Movie Game

Attach 10 gifs from 10 of your favourite movies without naming them, and then tag 10 people.

Tagged by @tesserphantom (edit: I was tagged on my main @viper-official and I suck at check what account I'm posting to lol)

Let's go!

Tagging: @once-again-i-am-dead @josiecarioca @klinenovakwinchester @fallencommodore @a-slytherin-sin @gameofthronesfics @thatvermilionflycatcher @madshelily @gwendolencorday @of-starships-and-castles

#the third gif #had me screaming

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meganlpie · 4 years

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15 Question Tag Game

Thank you @lidda for tagging me. It’s been a while since I’ve had time to do one of these.

1. Are you named after anyone?

Not that I’m aware of.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Oh goodness...I’m not sure. I cried so much for a year and a half XD

3. Do you have any kids?

I do. I think everyone is aware of little Ducky’s existence.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Me? Use sarcasm?! NEVER ;D

5. Eye colour?

Green

6. Scary movie or happy ending?

Happy endings. I hate scary movies

7. Special talents? Hmm...I don’t think I have any. I sing a little, I’m crafty, I write...Nothing that really stands out.

8. Where were you born?

I was born in Georgia, USA.

9. Do you have any hobbies?

I certainly. Reading, writing(obviously), crafting, a video game now and then.

10. Do you have any pets?

Not at the moment.

11. What sports have/do you play?

The only sport I ever played on a team was softball and I wasn’t that good. Sports and I are not friends.

12. How tall are you?

5 feet 2 inches.

13. Favourite subjects in school?

My subject in school was English(the literature side of it), with History coming in a close 2nd. I also enjoyed Theatre Arts and Choir.

14. Dream job?

Depends on what you mean. My dream job that’s actually attainable would be a teacher, possibly a published author. My dream job that is most likely NEVER going to happen would be a stage actress.

15. Tag 15 mutuals

I don’t even know who all I’m mutuals with anymore I follow back a lot of blogs XD So I’m just going to tag random blogs.

@fizzyxcustard @princessofthefandomrealm @iwillbeinmynest @fandomgalcentral @iheartthelochnessmonster @kjs-s @gollyderek @sebbymylove16 @justcallmecinammon @thatlittlered @merakiaes @gameofthronesfics @ghostie-writes @klinger @smalltownbigheart @sherman-potter

#tag game

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quiet--menace · 2 years

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“You’re not as invisible as you think,” Bronn said as though that was all any woman wanted to hear. “Hard to miss as it happens, long as you know what to look for.” Arya had forgotten Bronn was a pisstaker. Nobody saw her unless she wanted them to. “Oh, and now I’ve got you wondering what it is that gives you away?” Arya waited, not caring what he’d say, debating just drawing her sword now. “Well I’ll tell ya. It’s this weird feeling I get whenever I know that you’re watching me.” “And what kind of feeling is that?’ Arya asked, standing tall in spite of Bronn’s proximity. “ Arousal…” he said just as she’d expected. Arya fought the urge to slit his throat or spit in his face. Almost whispering in her ear, Bronn carried on: “Like I’m doing something that I really shouldn’t be doing ‘cos it’s all kinds of wrong.” “Like fighting a woman?” Arya suggested, looking at him out of the corner of her eye. “Nah. Fought a woman before, small as you and with two daggers and a fine pair of boo–” “Fighting the King’s little sister then,” Arya sighed, “You strike me as a rule breaker.” “Always have been,” Bronn replied, chin held high. “By the look of that sword, so have you.” Bronn’s hand brushed the hilt of Needle, but Arya refused to move. “Then let’s settle this,” she proposed, “Whoever wins is the best fighter in Winterfell.”

Dancing on a Precipice by Birdie Lo Green

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ysrith · 5 years

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Things i like in Game of Thrones fanfic:

Good fic. I don't have a particular ship although i tend to prefer Jon Snow centric fic. Basically as long as the fic is good and the relationship is plausible I can ship him with anyone. I have a slight issue with some Jon/Sansa as IMO he really does see her as a sister and Sansa is never going near a man again, but OTOH I've seen it work beautifully in modern au or canon divergence fic where they were not bought up as siblings. I also have some issues with season 8 fix it Jon/Dany get back together after he stabs her as never happening. She would kill him for betraying her and he would just run for the hills as he is not that daft no matter what some fans think. However i have seen some beautiful rewrites of season 8 which tweek the story so that their relationship works.

I also happily ship Jon/Ygritte as lets face it true love and Jon/Tormund as its practically canon now, but again i have some issues with how Jon is written in these. Jon is not really a submissive femme type who just does whats he told. Jon's the White Wolf not just a pretty Crow.

So basically i like Jon with anyone as long as the story is good. In my universe Jon is a bisexual snarky bastard who appears quiet and broody and then whaam bam takes charge, protects his pack and likes sex a lot. Its always the quiet ones...

#gameofthrones #gameofthronesfic #jonsa #jonmund #jonsnow #jon snow #fanfic

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empyreanwritings · 5 years

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congratulations on 1.5k!! you deserve it so much :))

thank you so much, dearie! it means the world to me, you have no idea 💞💞💞

#gameofthronesfics

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megsironthrone · 4 years

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Different Than You Used to Be

Based on this request: Yes! Requests are open! Could you write a jaime x reader. The reader is a robbs twin and was married to jaime before the show/books started. She used to hang out with robb, jon and theon a lot, and she wasn't that much of a lady. Now she returns to winterfell with the king and she is pregnant, so she is less wild then she used to be. The boys think she has changed and thus treat her differently than they used to, so she shows she can still be her old self and jaime is just worried.

Here you are!*Characters are not mine!*

Warnings: AU in a sense. A little angst, Robb being kind of a douche, fluff.

Pairings/Characters: Jaime Lannister x wife!reader, Robb Stark x fem!twin reader (obviously not romantic)

You couldn't fight the smile on your face as the carriage pulled up to the gates of Winterfell. It had been so long since you'd last been home. In fact, you had not returned since your marriage to Jaime. You had missed it and your family. Not that there was anything wrong with Jaime! You had simply wanted to be closer to your parents and siblings.

When your father had first informed you of your betrothal to Jaime, you were livid. Of all the men in the world, you couldn't understand why your father had chosen Jaime Lannister for you. After a while though, you made peace with it and now you couldn't be happier. Well, except for the month long carriage ride with your goodsister and her children.

No sooner had the carriage pulled to a stop were you trying to get out. "Slow down, Y/N. Winterfell isn't going anywhere. You truly are a daughter of the North, aren't you?" You gave a shrug as the door opened and you climbed down. In an instant, Jaime was by your side. You smiled up at him before turning your attention to your family.

Your father was talking to Robert, but your mother's eyes found yours and she gave you a smile. You were practically bouncing when Robert moved aside to let you greet your family. Jaime's soft chuckle was heard but you ignored him. "Mother. Father," you greeted warmly, wrapping your arms around your mother. She laughed lightly. "The South has been good to you, my daughter. You are practically aglow…" she trailed off, her eyes quickly darting down to your stomach that only just recently begun to expand. You nodded in answer to her unasked question.

After hugging your father, you moved aside. You knew Robert would wish to pay his respects to your late aunt. Jaime placed a kiss to your temple. "I need to find Tyrion. Will you be alright?" At your nod, Jaime left you. Your gaze found your twin brother Robb. He was looking at you as if he didn't know you. Jon and Theon were the same.

"What?" you asked. "You're different," Robb stated. Your brows furrowed. You had only just arrived. How could he say that? "What do you mean, Robb?" He crossed his arms over his chest and huffed. "My sister would have knocked over everyone in her path, including the king, to get to her family. She would have come galloping in on a wild stallion instead of riding in a wheelhouse. She would have already hit Theon in the arm for making some lewd comment or other. You're different."

With that, Robb walked away with Jon and Theon following after. You were left standing there with your mouth open. You had been expecting a hug or a smile. Anything but that. These were not only your brothers, blood or otherwise, they were also your best friends. How could they treat you like some sort of pariah? You tried not to cry as you made your way inside to find your mother once again. At least she would still welcome you with open arms.

*time skip*

You had had enough. Ever since you arrived in Winterfell, your brothers had been treating you differently. They treated you like a lady instead of like a sister or friend. You hated it. You wanted things to go back to the way they used to be and you knew just how to make that happen. You were going to show your brothers that you were the same person as before.

"You want to what?" Robb asked with an arched brow. You turned the expression. "You heard me, Robb Stark. I challenged you. You've never been able to beat me, but if I'm so different, maybe that will change." Robb glanced at Jon and Theon. Jon gave a little shrug while Theon's face split into a grin. "Go on, Stark. I think you can take her. She's too much of a lady now." At that, Robb smiled and accepted your challenge.

"Just don't cry when I win, dear sister." You let out a laugh. "As if you could even touch me with that blade." With no further words, the match began. If Robb had been expecting an easy match, he was in for a rude awakening. You matched every thrust of his sword with your own. You weren't about to lose now when your reputation was at stake. You were careful not to let him near your stomach, but you didn't hold back on him at all. That is, until you heard your husband's voice.

"Y/N! What in Seven Hells do you think you're doing?!" All movement stopped. The servants scurried away in terror. Jaime wasn't really a violent man, but when he grew angry, he was someone to fear. Robb apparently didn't know that because he stepped up next to you and put a hand on your shoulder.

"She is finally behaving like my sister. I don't know what you did or said to her, Lord Jaime, but you changed her. Now she's herself again. You have no right to yell at her. You may be her husband, but that does not mean you can order her about. It does not mean you can tell her what to do or what not to do." You opened your mouth to say something, but Jaime beat you to it.

"I can when she's carrying my child!" Robb's hand slipped from your shoulder and he faced you. "Are you-Are you pregnant, Y/N?" You nodded sheepishly. Robb's blue eyes turned stormy. "Then Jaime is right, what the Hells were you thinking?! You shouldn't be picking up a blade, a practice one or otherwise." You crossed your arms under your breasts. "Excuse me? Who was it that was treating me like a pariah? You were the one who said I was different. I was simply proving how wrong you were. I am still the same Y/N that left here." Robb flushed.

"I am sorry, Y/N. You are right. I shouldn't have said those things. I should have known you were acting odd for a reason. Can you forgive me?" You gave him a smile and nodded. "So long as you always remember that I can, and will, kick your arse if necessary." Robb chuckled before pulling you into a hug, following by Jon and Theon a moment later. When you broke apart, Jaime extended his hand to you. "If you will excuse us, I need to borrow my wife for a moment."

You took Jaime's hand and let him lead you into the castle and up to your shared chambers. He was still aggravated. You could tell. "Jaime…I'm sorry. You know I would never put our child in danger." He still didn't speak. He was pacing the floor, running a hand through his yellow locks. "Jaime," you breathed, hoping to get his attention.

"Please don't do anything like that again," he finally said, looking at you. His green eyes were filled with concern. "I promise you, I will not put the baby at risk." Jaime shook his head. "It isn't just about the baby, Y/N. I am worried about you. Your brothers are excellent swordsmen. I don't want you to get hurt or worse. Y-You're all I have, Y/N." You wrapped your arms around him. "And you will have me until the day I die, Jaime. And if you go first, I will not be far behind. We have many, many more years together, my love."

Jaime nuzzled his nose into your hair and breathed in your familiar scent. "I love you, Jaime, and I love our child. I am not going anywhere, and I won't get myself hurt…too badly." He glared down at you and you giggled lightly. "I am joking, love. I know you'll protect me and I will protect the babe. I swear." Jaime sighed, but nodded all the same. "I love you too." You beamed. "Good. Now, will you please kiss me? Seeing you so protective and worried about me really makes me love you even more." Jaime finally laughed as he pressed his lips to yours.

(a/n: I hope this is what you wanted!)

Forever Tags: @fizzyxcustard @brewsthespirit-blog @ghostie-writes @princessofthefandomrealm @littlemisscaptainfandom @etherealpotter @line-viper @frozenhuntress67 @cd1242 @gruffle1 @smalltownbigheart @gameofthronesfics @igotmadskills

Jaime Lannister Tags: @faith-in-dean

#george r.r. martin #game of thrones #jaime lannister #robb stark #jaime lannister x reader #jaime x reader #robb stark x sister!reader #robb x sister!reader

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Game of Thrones Masterlist

This Masterlist includes all of the Game of Thrones fan fiction I have reblogged. Enjoy.

Updated: 06/26/2023

Masterpost

1. Daenerys Targaryen

Written by: @a-libra-writes

A Dragon’s Fire

Written by: @beautifultypewriter

Regret

Expert

Stress Drinking

Everyone Has Their Price

Written by: @cherryplasmids

Worthwhile

Written by: @chrystening

Silent Elegy

Written by: @dany-is-my-queen

Ex To See

Written by: @deathordesire

Sunlight: Part 1

Written by: @epiphany-of-a-madwoman

The Unexpected Perks of War: Part 1

Written by: @gameofthronesfics (deactivated)

Impossible: Part 1

In Another World

‘just hold me’

Written by: @megsironthrone

Apprehensive

Written by: @onemorefanaccount

Meeting of the Minds

Digging in your Heels

A Done Deal

Sealing the Deal

Daenerys x Reader 1 (Daenerys can't sleep)

Written by: @targaryenimagines

A Dragon’s Promise: Part 1

Fractured: Part 1

Together As One

‘Tis The Season

Candle in the Northern Winds

Tempering the Storm

Written by: @uncomfortable-writers

The Assassin and The Queen

Written by: @vorsdany

Let The World Burn

Written by: @vulpe-fox

Of Loyalists and Lovers: Part I

2. Sansa Stark

Written by: @asoiaf-winter-is-coming

The Language of Flowers

Written by: @fallatyourfeet

Always and Forever

Written by: @gameofoneshots (deactivated)

Jonquil

Written by: @gameofthronesfics (deactivated)

Preference

Written by: @lorddyke (deactivated)

Will You Stay?

Written by: @myrandomimagination18

Jealousy is best served with Love

Written by: @onemorefanaccount

Taking the Pledge

Written by: @rax-writes

The Rose and the Wolf

Written by: @romancingromanoff

Calm Before The Storm

Written by: @the-coldest-goodbye

You don't have to leave so soon

3. Margaery Tyrell

Written by: @gameofthronesfics (deactivated)

Love

Together

‘promises’

Written by: @myrandomimagination18

A Getaway Plan

Written by @myriadimagines

Common Face: Part 1

Written by: @rax-writes

Solace

Lavender Rose

The End of Us

#game of thrones #daenerys targaryen x reader #daenerys targaryen #Sansa Stark #sansa stark x reader #margaery tyrell x reader #margaery tyrell #fan fiction #masterlist

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