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Each day is dedicated to a character or type of dynamic, but we know how important prompts can be for sparking creativity. Please feel free to vote for optional prompts in the link below!
Jon Snow crushing on Val the Wildling
Jon Snow Appreciation month 2022, day 15, prompt: romantic relationships
When his eyes had adjusted to the smoky red gloom, he saw six people, none of whom paid him any mind. A dark young man and a pretty blonde woman were sharing a horn of mead.
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He turned to the last two. “This beauty is her sister Val. Young Jarl beside her is her latest pet.”
A Storm of Swords, Jon I
It was warm within. A small fire burned beneath the smoke holes, and a brazier smouldered near the pile of furs where Dalla lay, pale and sweating. Her sister was holding her hand. Val, Jon remembered. “I was sorry when Jarl fell,” he told her.
Val looked at him with pale grey eyes. “He always climbed too fast.” She was as fair as he’d remembered, slender, full-breasted, graceful even at rest, with high sharp cheekbones and a thick braid of honey-colored hair that fell to her waist.
A Storm of Swords, Jon X
“Gods,” Val whispered, “gods, why are they doing this?”
“Go inside the tent and stay with Dalla. It’s not safe out here.” It wouldn’t be a great deal safer inside, but she didn’t need to hear that.
“I need to find the midwife,” Val said.
“You’re the midwife. I’ll stay here until Mance comes back.”
A Storm of Swords, Jon X
“Dalla died.” Jon was saddened by that still. “Val is her sister. She and the babe did not require much capturing, Your Grace. You had put the wildlings to flight, and the skinchanger Mance had left to guard his queen went mad when the eagle burned.”
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
Jon nodded, and turned back to the king. “Your Grace, you spoke of Val. She has asked to see Mance Rayder, to bring his son to him. It would be a… a kindness.”
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
Jon had no answer for that. “If not for him, for Val. For her sister’s sake, the child’s mother.”
“You are fond of this Val?”
“I scarcely know her.”
“They tell me she is comely.”
“Very,” Jon admitted.
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
“Your Grace,” he said, “captive or no, if you think you can just give Val to me, I fear you have a deal to learn about wildling women. Whoever weds her had best be prepared to climb in her tower window and carry her off at swordpoint…”
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
Val was a stranger to him. She was not hard on the eyes, certainly, and she had been sister to Mance Rayder’s queen, but still…
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb. Val would want to keep her sister’s son, but we could foster him at Winterfell, and Gilly’s boy as well. Sam would never need to tell his lie. We’d find a place for Gilly too, and Sam could come visit her once a year or so. Mance’s son and Craster’s would grow up brothers, as I once did with Robb.
A Storm of Swords, Jon XI
“Perhaps his lordship would fancy a wildling wife,” said Lady Melisandre. “Is this fat man married, Lord Snow?”
“His lady wife is long dead. Lord Wyman has two grown sons, and grandchildren by the elder. And he is too fat to sit a horse, thirty stone at least. Val would never have him.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon I
Your men call Val a princess, but to the free folk she is only the sister of their king’s dead wife. If you force her to marry a man she does not want, she is like to slit his throat on their wedding night.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon I
Even Val was at her window, her long golden braid across one shoulder.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon II
Val stood beside him, tall and fair. They had crowned her with a simple circlet of dark bronze, yet she looked more regal in bronze than Stannis did in gold. Her eyes were grey and fearless, unflinching. Beneath an ermine cloak, she wore white and gold. Her honey-blond hair had been done up in a thick braid that hung over her right shoulder to her waist. The chill in the air had put color in her cheeks.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
Val stood on the platform as still as if she had been carved of salt. She will not weep nor look away. Jon wondered what Ygritte would have done in her place. The women are the strong ones.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
He wondered what Val was feeling as she watched him kneel, forgiven.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
The queen’s men took up the cry, beating the butts of their spears against their shields. “One realm, one god, one king! STANNIS! STANNIS! ONE REALM, ONE GOD, ONE KING!” Val did not join the chant, he saw.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
Val stood on the tower roof, gazing up at the Wall. Stannis kept her closely penned in rooms above his own, but he did allow her to walk the battlements for exercise. She looks lonely, Jon thought. Lonely, and lovely. Ygritte had been pretty in her own way, with her red hair kissed by fire, but it was her smile that made her face come alive. Val did not need to smile; she would have turned men’s heads in any court in the wide world.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
Lonely and lovely and lethal, Jon Snow reflected, and I might have had her.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon III
Val waited by the gate in the predawn cold, wrapped up in a bearskin cloak so large it might well have fit Sam. Beside her was a garron, saddled and bridled, a shaggy grey with one white eye. Mully and Dolorous Edd stood with her, a pair of unlikely guards. Their breath frosted in the cold black air.
“You gave her a blind horse?” Jon said, incredulous.
“He’s only half-blind, m'lord,” offered Mully. “Elsewise he’s sound enough.” He patted the garron on the neck.
“The horse may be half-blind, but I am not,” said Val. “I know where I must go.”
“My lady, you do not have to do this. The risk—”
“—is mine, Lord Snow. And I am no southron lady but a woman of the free folk. I know the forest better than all your black-cloaked rangers. It holds no ghosts for me.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon VIII
The light of the half-moon turned Val’s honey-blond hair a pale silver and left her cheeks as white as snow. She took a deep breath. “The air tastes sweet.” “My tongue is too numb to tell. All I can taste is cold.” “Cold?” Val laughed lightly. “No. When it is cold it will hurt to breathe. When the Others come…” The thought was a disquieting one. Six of the rangers Jon had sent out were still missing. It is too soon. They may yet be back. But another part of him insisted, They are dead, every man of them. You sent them out to die, and you are doing the same to Val.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon VIII
“He may not heed your words, but he will hear them.” Val kissed him lightly on the cheek. “You have my thanks, Lord Snow. For the half-blind horse, the salt cod, the free air. For hope.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon VIII
“Craster’s son?” Val shrugged. “He is no kin to me.” “I have heard you singing to him.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon VIII
“The first night of the full moon, then.” Jon watched her ride away wondering if he would ever see her face again. I am no southron lady, he could hear her say, but a woman of the free folk.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon VIII
Ser Axell shrugged. “Whatever she may be, at Eastwatch men claimed the wench was fair. I’d like to see with mine own eyes. Some of these wildling women, well, a man would need to turn them over to do his duty as a husband. If it please the lord commander, bring her out, let us have a look.” “She is not a horse to be paraded for inspection, ser.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon IX
“Forgive me, ser, but Val will not be joining us.”
“I’ll go to her. Where do you keep the wench?”
Away from you. “Somewhere safe. Enough, ser.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon IX
“A girl?” Jon sat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hands. “Val? Has Val returned?”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon IX
“Did you follow me as well?” Jon reached to shoo the bird away but ended up stroking its feathers. The raven cocked its eye at him. “Snow,” it muttered, bobbing its head knowingly. Then Ghost emerged from between two trees, with Val beside him. They look as though they belong together. Val was clad all in white; white woolen breeches tucked into high boots of bleached white leather, white bearskin cloak pinned at the shoulder with a carved weirwood face, white tunic with bone fastenings. Her breath was white as well … but her eyes were blue, her long braid the color of dark honey, her cheeks flushed red from the cold. It had been a long while since Jon Snow had seen a sight so lovely.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XI
“Have you been trying to steal my wolf?” he asked her. “Why not? If every woman had a direwolf, men would be much sweeter. Even crows.” “Har!” laughed Tormund Giantsbane. “Don’t bandy words with this one, Lord Snow, she’s too clever for the likes o’ you and me. Best steal her quick, before Toregg wakes up and takes her first.” What had that oaf Axell Florent said of Val? “A nubile girl, not hard to look upon. Good hips, good breasts, well made for whelping children.” All true enough, but the wildling woman was so much more. She had proved that by finding Tormund where seasoned rangers of the Watch had failed. She may not be a princess, but she would make a worthy wife for any lord.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XI
As she turned it toward the Wall, she asked, “How fares the little monster?” “Twice as big as when you left us, and thrice as loud. When he wants the teat, you can hear him wail in Eastwatch.” Jon mounted his own horse. Val fell in beside him. “So… I brought you Tormund, as I said I would. What now? Am I to be returned to my old cell?” “Your old cell is occupied. Queen Selyse has claimed the King’s Tower, for her own. Do you remember Hardin’s Tower?” “The one that looks about to collapse?” <…> “Freedom of the castle you shall have, but I regret to say you must remain a captive. I can promise that you will not be troubled by unwanted visitors, however. My own men guard Hardin’s Tower, not the queen’s. And Wun Wun sleeps in the entry hall.” “A giant as protector? Even Dalla could not boast of that.”
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XI
Jon considered. “No. Ask them to join me atop the Wall at sunset.” He turned to Val. “My lady. With me, if you please.” “The crow commands, the captive must obey.” Her tone was playful.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XI
“You are even lovelier than I was told, princess,” he declared. “The queen has told me much and more of your beauty.” “How odd, when she has never seen me.” Val patted Ser Patrek on the head. “Up with you now, ser kneeler. Up, up.” She sounded as if she were talking to a dog. It was all that Jon could do not to laugh.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XI
Jonerys Falling for You 2023 - Masterpost
Thank you so much to everyone who participated, whether by sharing your talents or by supporting writers and artists! This was a blast and we feel lucky to be involved in such a creative and supportive community ❤️
If you haven’t had a chance please be sure to check out the wonderful works and show your appreciation with kudos, comments, and reblogs! The full list of submissions are below the cut!
Our next event is planned for February, and we will be posting prompts soon.
Day 1 | Comfort | Warmth | Wearing His Hoodie or Cloak
Burn and Consume: Red as Autumn by @arielchelby
All my life I felt alone, except with you by @rhaegarblackfire
Falling for You: Wrap me in your arms by @filhadoboto
Falling for You: The three heads of the dragon by @filhadoboto
this love is like fire and ice (still falling for you) by fae_changeling1492
Wondering by @moon-ruled-rising
Day 2 | Fall Colors | Harvest Festival | Back-to-School/College AU
Weirwood in Autumn by @tatticstudio55
Maroon by @moondancer71
Falling for You: Harvesting Love by @filhadoboto
Seasons of Change: The Next Fall by @littledancer9
Secret (Storeroom) Shenanigans by @jellybeanficwriter
Day 3 | Witching Hour | Monsters/Demons | Haunted
Inner Demons by @arielchelby
Falling for You: Have We Met Before? by @filhadoboto
Watch the world burn; i set it all alight for you by @thebeastunderyourbed
Monsters by @rhaegarblackfire
Day 4 | Coffee Shop AU | Second Chance Romance | Road Trip/Exploring Nature AU
Falling for You: I can't fool my heart by @filhadoboto
Wild Hearts Unveiled by @evax3
Prey by @rhaegarblackfire
like freedom, like rosemary and thyme by @girlwithakiwi
Day 5 | Halloween Party | Trick or Treat | Free Choice
This is Halloween by @moondancer71
Hocus Pocus by @arielchelby
The Secret Histories by @mysnowdragons
Falling for You: The warg in my path by @filhadoboto
DAENERYS TARGARYEN APPRECIATION WEEK Day 2: Themes/Tropes
Longing for Love, Home and Family
She could smell home, she could see it, there, just beyond that door, green fields and great stone houses and arms to keep her warm, there. — Daenerys IX, AGOT "I was looking for a house with a red door, but by night all the doors are black." — Daenerys VI, ASOS In her dream they had been man and wife, simple folk who lived a simple life in a tall stone house with a red door. — Daenerys II, ADWD She was the blood of the dragon. She could kill the Sons of the Harpy, and the sons of the sons, and the sons of the sons of the sons. But a dragon could not feed a hungry child nor help a dying woman’s pain. And who would ever dare to love a dragon? — Daenerys II, ADWD
... and finding it eventually. ❤️
hosted by @gameofthronesdaily, @bookdaenerystargaryen and @asoiafdaenerysdaily
SNOWSTORM SUMMER ➝ THE MOON AND THE WOLF
The white wolf raced through a black wood, beneath a pale cliff as tall as the sky. The moon ran with him, slipping through a tangle of bare branches overhead, across the starry sky.
Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023!
Let's End the Year Lauding our Favorite Lovers!
Join us for the 3rd annual Jonerys Winter Wonderland, five days of celebrating winter and the holidays with our favorite duo.
From December 11th-15th, we’ll reblog your edits, gif sets, fanart, moodboards, and fanfics & list them in our AO3 collection.
We have suggested prompts below, but feel free to celebrate the season with Jonerys however you see fit!
🎁Day 1 (12/11): Holiday Magic; All I want for Christmas/Yuletide/Winter Solstice is You (Naked)🎄
🎁 Day 2 (12/12): There's no place like home for the holidays; A kinky Kris Kringle gift exchange🎄
🎁Day 3 (12/13): Baby it's Cold Outside; Who needs Santa when you have me?🎄
🎁 Day 4 (12/14): Kiss Me Under the Mistletoe; Ice & Fire; Naughty & Nice🎄
🎁 Day 5 (12/15): Cheers to the New Year; A sexy sleigh ride; free choice🎄
To join us, post your content to your own Tumblr blog and/or to AO3, mention @snowxstormworld, tag #JonerysWinterWonderland2023 and #SnowxStormWorld and we’ll reblog your work!
Rules:
The main pairing must be Jonerys (Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen. Also, please no explicit scenes of Jon or Dany with other characters).
Prompt mixing is fine - just let us know which prompt you’re featuring on the day you post.
If you fall behind schedule, go ahead and post when you can. As long as you mention and tag us, we’ll find and reblog your stuff!
ALL IN THE FANDOM ARE WELCOME. Our main goal is nurturing Jonerys fandom content. As long as your work follows the above rules and you keep things positive, you are welcome!
Feel free to reach out with questions, we love hearing from you! Or DM us (@jupiterix @libradoodle1 @jellybeanficwriter)!
I love that the Jon Snow Month further proved how well Jonerys and Jonrya fans get along. I've seen many Jonerys fans making Jonrya appreciation posts and vice versa.
And this isn't limited to those two ships. Jonerys/Jonrya/Jon fans in general also made some lovely posts about Jon x Ygritte and/or Jon x Val. I've also seen fans even appreciating the smaller Jon shipping fandoms like: Jon x Sam, Jon x Satin and Jon x Alys Karstark.
And why shouldn't we all get along? After all, we all love our boy Jon and want him to find happiness next to someone who would understand him ( and all those I listed would) and who falls into his type category ( bc Jon has a type, he admires action girls and has a soft spot for outcasts of any gender).
If you belong in any of the ships communities I mentioned above, thank you for loving our boy Jon and for making the experience of Jon's fandom a better one by being friendly to the other " rival" Jon ships =)
The Bunker
My entry for the SPN Quarantine Zine Vol. 4! By @supernaturalquaranzine
The theme was “Family Don’t End in Blood.” so I did draw the good ending of SPN that lives in my head (ak. Just include as many of my favorite characters as I can!)
Can you spot every hint to all the characters?
Close up Pics
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Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023!
Let's End the Year Lauding our Favorite Lovers!
Join us for the 3rd annual Jonerys Winter Wonderland, five days of celebrating winter and the holidays with our favorite duo.
From December 11th-15th, we’ll reblog your edits, gif sets, fanart, moodboards, and fanfics & list them in our AO3 collection.
We have suggested prompts below, but feel free to celebrate the season with Jonerys however you see fit!
🎁Day 1 (12/11): Holiday Magic; All I want for Christmas/Yuletide/Winter Solstice is You (Naked)🎄
🎁 Day 2 (12/12): There's no place like home for the holidays; A kinky Kris Kringle gift exchange🎄
🎁Day 3 (12/13): Baby it's Cold Outside; Who needs Santa when you have me?🎄
🎁 Day 4 (12/14): Kiss Me Under the Mistletoe; Ice & Fire; Naughty & Nice🎄
🎁 Day 5 (12/15): Cheers to the New Year; A sexy sleigh ride; free choice🎄
To join us, post your content to your own Tumblr blog and/or to AO3, mention @snowxstormworld, tag #JonerysWinterWonderland2023 and #SnowxStormWorld and we’ll reblog your work!
Rules:
The main pairing must be Jonerys (Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen. Also, please no explicit scenes of Jon or Dany with other characters).
Prompt mixing is fine - just let us know which prompt you’re featuring on the day you post.
If you fall behind schedule, go ahead and post when you can. As long as you mention and tag us, we’ll find and reblog your stuff!
ALL IN THE FANDOM ARE WELCOME. Our main goal is nurturing Jonerys fandom content. As long as your work follows the above rules and you keep things positive, you are welcome!
Feel free to reach out with questions, we love hearing from you! Or DM us (@jupiterix @libradoodle1 @jellybeanficwriter)!
For Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023, day 1: Winter Solstice is you
@snowxstormworld
They're the same painting, but on the second one I hadn't added gold to Dany's hairs yet and the picture was taken at night, hence the difference in the colors tones. In the end I couldn't decide which one I liked the best, hence why I'm posting both lol. Merry Christmas! 🎄🎉🎁😘
Jon eyed the book in Ned's hands. It was thick and bound in aged, brown leather, with a satchel closing. He shifted it to one hand nervously.
“Jon, my dear nephew. The simple fact is that the men in your family…” He trailed off. “Some have had the ability to…”
When he trailed off again, Jon grinned, amused. “Sounds strange already.”
“Oh yes,” Uncle chuckled, gesturing widely, “be prepared for strange. Be prepared for spookiness.”
“It’s coming isn’t it? It’s on the tip of your tongue.”
His humor calmed when the book was finally passed to him. On a closer look, Jon was certain he had never noticed it crammed into the bookshelf he knew so well. Returning to the bookshelf, Ned continued.
“You’re twenty-one now.”
“Indeed I am. So old. Might as well roll over and die.”
Ned faced him with another unfamiliar item. It was a booklet of DVDs and CDs, one that made Jon’s heart speed up as it was zipped open. His uncle sucked a breath between his teeth.
“Don’t die yet. There’s so much more for you to learn. And do.” He slipped a disk out and passed it to Jon. “I suppose it’s time to tell you now.”
Frowning, Jon looked down. He gasped at the handwritten note, as Ned’s words sprung out of him, like water from a fountain.
To Jon, from your father, R.
“There is a family secret. On your father’s side. And the secret is that firstborn sons can travel in time. Well, back in time, to be specific. Not the future.”
Jon was so confused. “This is such a weird joke.” But he didn’t want to let go of the disk.
“It’s seriously not a joke.”
Jon never had much luck with love. Not even time travel could help that. He’s all but given up, when he meets Daenerys a week before Christmas. When their instant connection is thwarted by a change in fate, can Jon find a way to get the girl of his dreams? -An About Time AU-
Fanart for @snowxstormworld's Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023 | Day 1 | Holiday Magic
Full fic, "The Second Chance Holiday Club," is coming soon (hopefully by Day 5!) finished!
Last Christmas - Jonerys AU
‘Tis The Damn Season
Jonerys Winter Wonderland Day One
All I want for Christmas is you!
~*~
“I can’t show up empty-handed. I need to take something for Ghost, at least. He’ll give me away otherwise.” She said, panic flaring again as Jon Snow was impossible to buy for.
The man didn’t care about receiving gifts; they’d played this song and dance before, and while she had pleaded for him to give her something to work with, he didn’t budge. While she could usually provide a list a mile long, he was happy with a cookie and a blowjob.
~*~
When Jon refuses to tell Dany what he wants for Christmas, she gives him the one thing he says he’ll always want. Her.
@snowxstormworld
Day One.
Another one made for day 1 of Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023: Yuletide
@snowxstormworld
I've been on vacation abroad for the past two weeks and didn't get to make anything else for this event, but I'm really looking forward to seeing what everybody else will make and share through the week. A big thank you to the organizers as well ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Jonerys events always brighten the place.
Oh boy! An hour before I have to go to bed for the night, I finally catch a second wind. After 4 days in the company of an Xmas playlist while I hammer this out like the keyboard kitty, I’ve gotten far!
The Second Chance Holiday Club is 80% finished.
Jon has found a workaround for the change in fate and is ready to approach Daenerys again, with success, for good. I can’t wait for them to fall fast and hard, and overcome a final twist together. And I can’t wait to share this fic with everyone!
But…this means it likely won’t be published and tagged with SnowxStormWorld until Saturday afternoon.
Am I behind? I guess! But once it’s done, I hope you’ll like it, friends!
A Christmas Carol
Jon allowed himself a single pleasure that was as dear to him as any gift he had ever received at Christmas since the day he was born; he reached below the bed-frame, and from a wooden box he withdrew a framed photograph.
The print was of a woman. She was just a year younger than himself, this he knew for certain, but her eyes were all the wiser, and her smile all the kinder. Her face was pale, and her hair as fine as snow, and the beautiful locks danced around her shoulders in a way that could make one believe she was not of this world, for to him she was beauty personified. Big eyes. Plump lips. A gentle, rounded chin. A long neck. A dark, simple dress which he knew to be blue, not from the black and white colours on the paper, but from his memory.
It was Daenerys Targaryen. He needed not look at the writing on the back of the photograph to know this. On Christmas Eve, she was as much a stranger to him as any person on the street outside his window, yet he felt in his heart a comfort as he looked into her eyes.
“My love,” he spoke, and he settled against the wall behind his bed, his knees tucked to his chest, as he caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. Whilst the snow fell on the other side of the window, and the fire in the hearth died out, he sat awake, like a living statue, and his lips barely moved as he wished her: “Merry Christmas.”
Merry Christmas @dracarysqueen! Thank you so much for your hard work sorting out the Jonerys Secret Santa this year.
As a thank you, a few of us have prepared this little gift for you. I’ve rewritten Dickens’ ‘A Christmas Carol’ as a Jonerys love story, @adecila has created the amazing moodboard, and @dragonanddirewolf has made some great art included in the story on AO3. We hope you will like your gift!
A Christmas Carol I Read on AO3
partners in crime
Somehow murders always seem more wrong during the holidays.
Although the radio’s incessant stream of “Jingle Bells” probably is enough to inspire someone to commit homicide, she supposes, there’s something extra wrong about seeing a dead body surrounded by Christmas decorations. It’s an ultimate paradox, Daenerys thinks— the office lobby she’s just been led into is full of smiling snowmen and jolly Santas, a beautifully decorated Christmas tree standing proudly in the center. And then underneath the branches is a body with three gunshot wounds through the chest lying there like an unwanted present.
Read it here on AO3!
Merry Christmas, @xxthewolvenstormxx!! It’s me, your Secret Santa 🎅 I had a lot of fun brainstorming ideas from the list of prompts you gave me, but ultimately I decided to combine buddy cop and murder mystery for a Christmas-themed detective modern au! I hope you enjoy it!! It’s been a pleasure being your Secret Santa, and I hope you have a wonderful holiday! ❤️❤️
Yours First - A Christmas Special
For Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023 @snowxstormworld
Day 3 Prompt: Who needs Santa when you have me?
Summary: It's baby Kimilia's first Christmas and Dany wants everything to be perfect.
Read it here on AO3
TILL THE END OF TIME Fate brings them together on the 24th of December, in all previous lifetimes and all those yet to come.
For Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023 hosted by @snowxstormworld Day 1 | Holiday Magic | Jon x Dany | 10k
Tyrion's Seasons of Love: Winter
Daenerys/Tyrion - Jane Eyre AU
In which the orphan Daenerys comes to work to Lord Tyrion of Casterly Rock and falls for him but his secrets and dark past almost separates them forever.
(Old idea I had and decided to share, just for the vibes)
@tyrionsource