This Is So Incredibly Sweet. I Love It!!!

This is so incredibly sweet. I love it!!!

Hey, I was wondering if you could write  Larissa Weems x Daughter!Reader, where the reader is like 15 years old, a shapeshifter like her and it's been like 4-5 years since Larissa has adopted her and one morning, reader shows up with the same color hair as her and shyly start calling her "mom"? Something very sweet with a lot à fluff ❤

Thanks, Mom

Larissa Weems x Daughter!Reader

Authors Note: Now this is cute.

She looked shocked to see you when you came down the stairs. Your usual dark brown hair was now light blonde, almost white, just like hers. Your adoptive mother, Larissa Weems, smiled at you, but she didn’t make a big deal of the change, “I like your hair.”

She placed a plate of eggs and toast at the kitchen counter for you before turning around to fix herself lunch for work. This was apart of your everyday ritual with one another.

Since you had been adopted by Larissa Weems 5 years ago, she always gently woke you up in the mornings before school. When you came downstairs a half hour later, she had breakfast ready and packed you a lunch. She really was a wonderful mother and you loved her very much. About a year after coming to live with Larissa, you warmed up to her allowing her to hug you and kiss your forehead. She helped you lots with your shapeshifting too.

You sat at the counter and bit your lip before you spoke, “Thanks, mom.”

She turned to look at you, a smile spread across her face. Larissa felt her heart swell in her chest, but she knew you didn’t like her to make such a big deal over things. She felt as though she could cry at you finally calling her mom, “Of course, sweetheart.”

Larissa finished packing your lunches for the day, placing yours before you before she took your now empty plate. She pressed a kiss to your forehead. She noticed the lipstick mark and licked her thumb before wiping it away, “Sorry, honey.”

“No worries, mom. Can I have Katie over tonight?” You ask, getting up from your chair to put on your shoes and grab your backpack.

“If you get your homework done.” She replied glancing at you over her shoulder as she rinsed the dish and stuck it in the dishwasher, “Are you walking with me to school or do you have fencing practice?”

“Fencing. Can I put my backpack in your office until class?” You ask holding up the bag by its handle.

“Yes, but don’t leave it in the way. I almost tripped over it last time.” You could help but roll your eyes at her comment.

You swore she had eyes in the back of her head, “I saw that young lady.”

You took that ad your cue to leave and head to fencing practice, “Okay, mom. I’ll see you tonight.”

Larissa smiled again at the name, but she stopped you before you could get out the front door, “Stop right there.”

You knew you were forgetting something. You left the front door open and jogged over to Larissa, wrapping your arms around her torso. When you pulled away she took your face in her hands and gave you air kisses all over your face and head, “Okay, okay, okay, you’re smothering me.”

“I just love you so much, my little baby.” She was messing with you now as she wrapped you back up into a bone crushing hug that had you laughing.

“Yes, I love you too. Now, I need oxygen.” You laughed between the words, pushing against her and trying to free yourself from her grasp.

She released you with a smile and shooed you out the door, “Okay, now don’t be late.”

Hi so I just read the princess!reader and if it’s no trouble could u maybe do a part two? It’s just so good! Maybe one where Brienne meets the parents and they’re just as nice and welcoming as everyone. And then maybe r’s sister is a knight and she’s very composed but when she sees r is home she goes little sister mode and instantly runs to r? Thank you!!

A better World Pt.2

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 621

Warning: none

A/n: I had already thought about writing something like this, but wasn't sure if people would want to read it. So I was very happy about the request! I also wrote this with you @lord6-6fandom in mind.

Just as you entered the hall you felt two arms wrap around your neck. Considering she still wore her armour, your sisters abrupt hug hurt a little bit.

"(Y/n) your back!! I've missed you so much. Never again leave me for so long." You tried lifting Ellaria, just like you did when you were young. But you failed miserably.

"You have grown up way too fast. I told you to stay little!" You grinned at her but fast you lost her. As she looked Brienne up and down with a smirk on her face. You could see Brienne stiffen at that, so you stepped back to stand with her.

"What beauty do you have here?" Brienne tensed even more at that statement, reminded of everyone always calling her "Brienne the Beauty" and not in a positive way. But you grabbed her hand and she saw how you and your sister giggled at that, so she understood that just like everything else that had happened today, your sister was being serious.

"Mother, father, Ellaria, this is Brienne of Tarth. The first female knight of Westeros and the most amazing woman, no person, I have ever met." You looked up at her and shyly smiled.

"Oh, it's so nice to meet you Brienne. (Y/n) has talked so much about you in her letters." Your mother pulled Brienne into a tight hug and didn't seem to notice that Brienne looked kind of startled at that. She wasn't used to being hugged. At all. It had already been a long way for you to touch her without her stiffening and stopping whatever she was doing.

Your father came forward and grabbed Brienne's hand. That was much more to her liking. "I am honoured to meet you Brienne of Tarth. Usually I would tell you how I am going to kill you if you hurt my daughter. But I trust that as a knight you know how to treat her and also, I am not sure you wouldn't kill me first." Your dad laughed at that, always thinking he is the funniest person. But you loved him, so you could look over the very unfunny jokes.

"Come on, let's sit down. It's not very comfortable standing around." Your mother gestured to the table, and you all followed her to sit down.

"(Y/n), because you basically dragged me here, I still don't have the present for your parents." Brienne whispered in your ear.

"Oh, love, that doesn't matter. Just give it to them later. They won't care." You smiled at her and to her surprise you kissed her. She wasn't used to that kind of affection in public. In Westeros most people would judge you if they saw you kiss. But here it didn't matter. No one cared.

Brienne laid her arm around your waist and, again patiently, answered all the questions your parents but mostly your sister had.

"I became a knight because of all the amazing things (Y/n) told us about you! You're my inspiration."

"Thank you, that's very kind of you." Brienne smiled shyly and as she looked at you, you could see some tears in her eyes.

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Later, as you were back in your room Brienne grabbed your hips and lifted you up. She carried you to the bed and gently let you down. Hoovering over you, she kissed you, and you stroked the hair out of her face.

"I want to stay here. With you and your family, forever. We can get married and live happily, without people judging us. I have never felt so safe and accepted in my life."

"I would very much like that. It's sounds perfect." You smiled at her and pulled her down to kiss her.

Can I request a brienne x reader where the reader really drunk and brienne has to take care of her? they are already a couple, sorry if this is confusing you don't have to do it if you don't want to.

A little too much alcohol

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 656

Warning: mention of alcohol

A/n: hope you like it!! <3

You didn't normally drink, so you had no idea how much alcohol you could take before getting drunk. And that had led to you being absolutely wasted now and wanting to fight everyone who said just one wrong word. Considering that you weren't very tall and definitely not as strong as the soldiers you had been drinking with, that was a shit idea. So for your own good Brienne had grabbed you and escorted you away from the chaos into your own room.

"But I don't want to leave, I was just having so much fun." You gently slapped her arm and wanted to turn around, but she was much stronger than you.

"I know, but I think it's best for you to sleep a bit. You can have more fun tomorrow." You chuckled at that and looked at Brienne.

"Well if my girlfriend was here, I could have lots of fun with her. If you understand what I mean." She did understand what you meant. And also knowing that you meant her, she couldn't help but blush like crazy. She didn't know anything to say to that, so she just went on going to your room trying to not lose you on the way. You were like a little child. Getting distracted by everything and wanting to directly run towards it. How could a water fountain at the wall be so interesting that it took Brienne almost five minutes to get you away from it?

As you arrived in your room you immediately kicked of your shoes and let yourself fall on your bed.

"She is so tall." You mumbled. Brienne turned around to look at you.

"Who?"

"Brienne of Tarth." You stretched the last part dramatically long. Her heart sunk, she braced herself for the always hidden truth now coming to light. That you actually didn't like her and thought just as bad about her as all the rest.

"It's so hot. I mean she's hot just in general. But she is so tall, and then she towers over me and I just feel like my knees'll give out. And they get all wobbly and I wish I could rip her clothes from her body immediately, but I know she's not ready, and I don't want to hurt her or make her uncomfortable. So I wait and just stare at her like a stalker." Brienne was shocked. This was the absolute opposite of what she had expected. And she didn't need to look into a mirror to know that she was bright red. Sure you complimented her but not like this. And she wasn't even fully used to the small compliments yet. How was she supposed to handle this.

"Well, I think your girlfriend would be very happy to hear all of this. But now I think I'd be best for you to sleep." She tried her best to sound like a sane person.

"Oh, Brienne. I was just talking about you to-" you looked around the room confused as to where the nice woman had gone.

"Well I assume she left. Could you help me take of my dress?" You stood up and turned around. Brienne new you expected her to open the laces of your corset but for a slight moment she just stood there like someone had vexed her to not move.

"Brienne? Please, I really want to sleep." So she pulled herself together and gently untied your corset. As it loosened it automatically fell down to the floor, and after you had stepped out of it, Brienne took it and neatly placed it on a chair. She tucked you in and put a glass of water beside your bed. After having said goodnight she left the room and gently closed the door.

The moment the door was closed she let out a breath she didn't even know she had held and leaned against the wall.

Well, that was certainly something.

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Protecting Brienne

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 914

Warning: some swearing, that's all

My Christmas Present to all of you, love you!

A/n: So this is my first ever request, I really hope you liked it and that I did your idea justice!! It's a bit shorter than my usually stuff, I hope you don't mind. @pastanest

You were walking through the camp the soldiers had built just a few hours ago, talking to Brienne. You were always quite fond of her coming to these things, even though it also meant you'd be immensely scared for her whenever she went out to fight. You knew she was great at fighting, but maybe, someday there'd be someone better than her.

But you didn't want to think about that now. At the moment you just enjoyed talking to her and making her laugh. Considering she rarely laughs a real, deep laugh. But the chuckles and smiles you got out of her were enough for you to be happy. So when she stopped smiling and looked a little uneasy, you directly noticed and tried to find out what the reason for that was.

At first, you hadn't heard it, but after you had stopped talking you heard it very clearly. A few soldiers, standing in front of their tent, looked at you disgustedly and didn't even try to hide that they were talking shit about Brienne.

You directly walked towards them and even though they were much taller than you, nearly as tall as Brienne, you weren't scared of them and stood your ground.

"What did you just say?" You looked up at them with hatred in your eyes.

"I said, that this monster there," he pointed at Brienne, "shouldn't be allowed to fight with us. Not just that she's a woman, but she's a disgusting one as well." He looked at his friends and grinned stupidly, like he was proud of what he said, like it was the most innovative thing. Even though it was the most uncreative, stupid bullshit you had ever heard.

"I'm sorry?! That "monster" as you call her, has a name. Her name is Brienne, and I swear to the old and the new gods, if you say one more thing about her, you will not see the sun rise again. Ever. Is that clear?" He just laughed. You knew it was probably because you were a woman, and you were so much smaller, but you were fierce.

"You think that's funny?"

Brienne still stood a few steps behind you and just looked at you shocked, it was hard wrapping her head around the whole situation.

"(Y/n), I think that's enough. Let's go."

"Look, poor Brienne is scared. Yeah, let's go (Y/n)." the guy looked at you mockingly. But you didn't think of it as funny at all.

"Fuck you. Brienne is a better and truer knight and soldier than any of you could ever be. She is stronger, better, faster and definitely more fearless. I swear, if you don't stop laughing." You took a step forward and for a split second it actually looked like the guy flinched. You were ready to risk it all.

But in the same second that you back out to punch him, you feel strong hands grab your waist from behind and pick you up. Brienne had enough of this nonsense. She threw you over her shoulder and left.

"Let. Me. Down. Brienne!" You hit her on her back and kicked your feet wildly through the air, but nothing helped. She was strong and determined. The laughing in the background just made you even angrier.

She carried you into her tent and let you down inside. Knowing you fairly well, she knew you'd try to escape, so she blocked the entrance and held you back as you tried to run her down. Unsuccessfully. Of course.

"Why did you do that?" That's when you stopped your wild movements and unsuccessful attempts to escape. That was a stupid question. Why would you not defend her.

Still in rage you answered: "Because I love you, obviously, now if you'll just let me pass my fist has an important appointment with that fucker's jaw, and it cannot be missed...why do you look so confused?"

"What do you mean, you love me?"

"Well, I don't really know what's not to understand about that. I mean I put it quite simple, didn't I? I. Love. You. The only other way to say this would probably be that I'm in love with you. But that doesn't quite put it right, I feel like that makes it sound like I'm still a teenager that..." you couldn't go on, because you suddenly felt lips crash onto yours. Brienne easily picked you up, and you instinctively wrapped your arms around her neck and your legs around her torso. She moved away from the entrance and sat you down on her desk.

Against all your wishes you broke the kiss and looked at Brienne.

"You really didn't know, did you? I kind of assumed you knew and just wanted to take it slow. But considering what just happened I don't think you want to take it slow."

Brienne had to laugh at that, a shy, flustered laugh. But a real one. A true one.

"No, I didn't know. How would I? You never said anything? I don't just go around assuming people love me. I'm used to assuming the opposite." You smiled at her apologetic.

"Well, I thought it was quite obvious. I think you are just really oblivious. But I like that, just like I like the rest of you. All of it." You gently caressed her cheek and pulled her closer again. This kiss felt less passionate and less stormy but for sure neither less true nor real than the one before.

Not my video, by gwenedits on tiktok but hearing this warms my heart to the point its on fire because I went through the exact same thing. I found my people and I found my sunshine 🌞