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I imagine this every day.

Imagine being in an arranged marriage to Tyrion but you convince him that you truly love him & cuddling.

The look on his face was clear enough - the embarrassment, the knowledge that rejection was coming, the question of whether he should even bother to say something. But you decided to break the break the ice and be the first one to say something to him. “Which side of the bed do you prefer? I’ve always been partial to the right.” You tilted your head as he looked at you with disbelief. No witty comeback. “What, did you think that I would make you sleep on the floor like a dog?”

“What you see is a dwarf, not a dog,” Tyrion said. He did so often use that word for himself, you wondered if he had to remind himself of it constantly. He did have the head of a fully-grown man, you could give him that.

“And does my dwarf husband consent to sleeping on the left side of the bed?” You ask, taking off the first of many layers of the wedding dress that you had been somehow squeezed into that morning.

His head tilted to the side as he looked up at you and then started to remove his boots. “He does,” He nodded, taking them off and then walked to the table to pour himself a glass of wine. “Do you want some? I have the feeling you’ll be needing it, if you are to sleep beside a -”

“Dwarf?” You asked, chuckling. “Yes, you do seem fond of calling yourself that. But no, I’ll have no trouble sleeping beside you while sober, as long as you don’t mind one thing.”

“Ahh, always a condition,” He said, drinking from his goblet. “A bag over my head, perhaps?”

“Are you always so insecure?” You asked, starting to let your hair free, now that you were just in your slip. “No, the condition being that I can still be the little spoon once in a while.”

He choked on his wine, nearly spilling his goblet in the process. But like most drinkers, he was skilled at keeping the cup steady. “I beg your pardon?”

“I don’t mind doing the cuddling, but I also enjoy being the cuddled,” You said, walking around to the bed and getting in your preferred side, the blankets over you. “That’s one of the reasons I’m glad for this marriage, you always looked … warm, and I tend to run cold at night.”

He gave you the funniest expression of disbelief that you had ever seen in your life, and your smile grew wide. Then, he actually seemed to blush. Tyrion Lannister, known throughout all of the whorehouses, blushing. “Is this a joke?”

“I might be smiling, but I’m not laughing. Come, it’s been a long day, and with how much you drank, I have the feeling you’re not up to your … husbandly duty.”

“I didn’t think you would want me to be,” Tyrion said, setting the goblet back on the table and walked towards the bed, still looking cautious as if it were a trap.

“Maybe you should ask before you assume, my husband.”

Requested by: @fantasylover4evr​

In Time

Jojen Reed x reader

Serie: Game of Thrones

A/N: Jojen is 17+

Requested by: anon

The reader meets Jojen and the gang - not knowing that Jojen had seen her in his Sight, resulted that he fell in love with her.

His sister had called him silly to believe that he was truly in love with someone he had not met in real life, but the Sight of her was something that told Jojen that this young woman was something for herself.

Her (Hair color) colored hair that hung loosely around her face, her (Skin color) that looked smooth and soft. But that was only a few things Jojen had fallen for her, but the real thing was her eyes. (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, they looked straight into his soul - without her knowledge that she had that power over him.

He had tried to explain it to his beloved sister, and every time she would look pained about the subject. However, after they had stumbled upon the young woman Jojen had his Sight about - Meera had changed her view upon the subject. 

But, the young woman with the (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, had only seen Jojen once in her dream. She had not thought any longer about the strange dream, thinking it was no reason to it - that had made Jojen almost heartbroken.

He had tried everything in his power to get her to show something, even a small smile towards him. But her eyes, those lovely shade of (Light/Dark) (Eye color) eyes, had only looked at him like he was a creature she could not stand.

He knew that it was not easy for her, as Meera had given the task upon herself to send the lovely young woman death glares every second of the day. Every time she opened her mouth, Meera would shut her up with one cold look.

Jojen soon started to think that he had only seen what may happen if he managed to get his beloved (Your name) to fall for him. But at the moment, it only seemed that his love was one-sided.

You could feel the cold glare from Meera Reed, the older sister to the boy that walked beside her. His moss green eyes were focused on the forest ground, a pained look covered his face - you did not need to look to know that. 

Every time you were to turn around, your eyes would pick up his pained look. Even Barn would not look at you. The kind boy that had once always wanted to hear stories about your household, but now - the interest had faded away.

Perhaps you should have never roamed the forest, on the hunt for food for your tribe? With a silent sigh, you pulled your hood over your head and stepped off the path. No one made a word to you, as you stopped dead in your tracks.

The leather boots that covered your feet sunk into the wet grass. You could see the mud and water had mixed together, making it look some kind of goo. The sky had opened up, letting out small drops of rain - it looked like it was hovering in the air. Your cloak was covered in the small raindrops, you lifted your head to the side and saw that your group had almost walked away from you.

You knew perfectly why. You had rejected Jojen Reed, however, you had no idea what had been between the two of you. Friends, perhaps - but when you voiced out that statement, Jojen’s moss green eyes darkened even more. 

“(Your name).” You spun around at the sound of your name, not believing that he had stayed behind. Dark circles underneath his eyes, a clear sign that he had not one of the restful nights, his skin paler than usual. “Jojen.” You breathed out, the said person blinked and stepped backward.

You stood rotten to the spot, not knowing what to do. Jojen blinked once again, his moss green eyes showed clear pain in his eyes. 

In a split second, you felt your own heartbreak at that sight. You swallowed, breathed out and felt the small raindrops hovering in the air. “Why ... Stop?” You made no sense, as Jojen blinked confusedly at you. 

You breathed in and out, shook your head and pulled the hood even further over your head. You could not continue being the reason Jojen looked like this, Meera had at first only explained that the visions of the Sight took its tools on him - but after every attempt that he did with you, to gain your attention he had become worse. 

He would not eat or drink, it had come to that point that Meera needed to take him away and almost force feed him. 

“I cannot do this.” You whispered, not knowing why you felt weak. Why you wanted to give up. Perhaps just to end the guilt to eat you alive? You were no Lady, no feminine woman that would wear dresses or eat elegantly.

Jojen stepped forward, his hands reached out towards you - his fingers wrapped themselves around your wrist. Your hands were still holding on to the edges of your hood, your (Eye color) eyes widen as you lifted your gaze up. 

“Please, (Your name) ... Don’t leave me,” you looked into his moss green eyes, and you choked on your own saliva. “Jojen.” You breathed out, as in the corner of your eye you could see that Meera had stopped and had her eyes focused on the two of you.

However, she did not movements to stop Jojen from doing what he was doing. 

The Greensight gifted young man stepped closer, this close he had never been to you before. You could see it clearly in his eyes, he was nervous about it - however, you loosened your grip on the edges of your hood. Intertwined your fingers with his, the poor heir of the Reed household’s eyes widen. His moss green eyes focused on your (Eye color) eyes.

“Tell me.” You whispered towards him, a flash of pain went through his eyes. However, you leaned forward and then your noses were touching. “Tell me what this means,” you started, titled your head slightly to the side. Jojen half closed his eyes. “- when my heart cannot stop beating at the sight of you, is unnormal speed makes my chest hurt.” 

Jojen closed the gap between the two of you. He tilted his head slightly as well, deepened the kiss you two shared. His left hand pulled away from your own hand but wrapped itself around your waist. Pulled you towards his own body. 

He tightened his hold around you, but you two were soon interrupted by Jojen’s own sister. “Hey - you two! We need to keep moving!” However, Jojen did not heed her words. He dipped you slightly backward, a silent moan felt your throat - as you placed your free hand against his chest.

“Jojen - stop.” You breathed out. Meera and the others had their eyes focused on Jojen, not believing that he had forgiven you that easily - your (Eye color) eyes were wide and held confusion, however, Jojen only swallowed and tilted his head slightly forward. 

Jojen pushed you slowly back onto the right direction, towards the others. 

Perhaps in time, he would tell you about the Sight he had about you. In time, you would know and perhaps like it - but for now, you would only show the affection you had disclaimed for Jojen.

He had always been in your thoughts, no matter what.

Hi! I’m new to the fandom and there nearly isn’t enough Brienne of Tarth x reader. Could I request a Drabble of Briennes late night thoughts about femreader. Please and thank you if you can. 💛

A/N: Hello anon. Apologies for taking so long with your request, life has been quite hectic lately. But anyway- I do hope you enjoy this :)

Warnings: none

Genre: some fluff

Brienne x Fem!Reader

Brienne paced around the campfire before coming to sit down onto a log. Podrick hurried to her to untie the laces that held her armor tight, as well as to help her take it off; by now she was used to this. The wilderness around them, the slowly fading light of their fire as the wood was reduced to cinders and she was used to Podrick's assistance even if she didn't need it. Brienne wasn't so known for thinking on sentimental things for too long, or about people who had no business in her lines of work. So it was forever confusing to Brienne as she found herself thinking about Y/n, with no signs of stopping no less. Y/n was mesmerizing to Brienne, such a beautiful creature. She caught Brienne's eyes the first time they met, years ago. She shone like a star in the crowd. She was like no other girl or woman Brienne met before.

The way her hair fell on her shoulders, the way she walked and held her head, the way she interacted with others, the way her skirts and cape swirled behind her- oh she was so... There were no words to describe her. Brienne felt her cheeks warm up at each thought her mind conjured, more and more memories becoming alive each time she closed her eyes. Even as she lied down to take some rest, she couldn't ignore the voices in her head, the images of her. The way she smiled when Brienne brought her handpicked roses that ran a deep red like her love for Y/N, which she was realizing only now. How Y/n touched her hand, expressing her gratitude. The places she touched now burned warm under Brienne's clothes and the fur blanket. When she looked up at the open starry sky, she could only sigh, a pure warm feeling coursing through her body as she let herself relish in the memories and feelings. And when a stray star fell from the beautiful sky, she made a wish - to see Y/N again.

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| Smut - * | Fluff - <3 | Angst - ★ | Personal fave -🌹 |

A/N: I will be rebranding all this soon and sorting it out so bear with the mess for now.

• Naruto •

Tobirama Senju

Tobirama Senju X Reader <3

Here For You ★ &lt;3

Fire Which Didn't Burn ★🌹

Jealous Headcanons

Too Late ★

Confession Headcanons <3

Kakashi Hatake

Kakashi Hatake x Reader *

Unexpected <3

Home <3 🌹

Rock Lee

Rock Lee x Reader <3

• Genshin Impact •

Zhongli

'Please wait for me a little longer'★

Under The Glaze Lilly's Glow <3 🌹

Soft rambles <3

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Kamisato Ayato

Rocky beginnings <3

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Kazuha

Dino doodles <3

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Xiao

Mundane Things - HCs <3 🌹

Tighnari

Flower Stems- HCS <3

Marine biology <3

Taking care of your sister <3

Cyno

Taking care of your sister <3

Al-Haitham

Taking care of your sister <3

• Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman

Crush - drabble <3🌹

Erwin Smith

After losing his arm - blurp <3

Hange Zoe

Back to bed <3

Jujutsu Kaisen

Nanami Kento

Amoris <;3

Satoru Gojo

Satosugu x reader *

Suguru Geto

Satosusugu x reader *

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Honkai: Star Rail

BootHill

Please can't fix - angst

• OCs/Personal Works•

Kaliyah Sen-Ryoko

Afterlife ★

Kaliyah Sen-Ryoko Wiki ★<3

AoT- Apolonija Ambrosia

Lore wiki &lt;3 ★🌹

•Game of Thrones•

Jon Snow

Jon Snow Headcanons- <3

Jon with a baker s/o &lt;3

First time *

Brienne Of Tarth

Red Roses <3

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My friends have been suggesting I open up writing commissions, and that'd be fun to at least try out, but I'd like to see if there's any interest for that 👁️👄👁️

(also for anyone experienced in writing commissions, any tips on pricing them?)

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I made a separate masterlist for each of these fandoms on my over all main masterlist. This one probably wont get updated but the new ones will.

By: @chloe-skywalker

* = Requested

Main Masterlist

Jaime Lannister:

~ Challenge

~ Consequences

~ Pain

~ Better Man

~ Protection

Robb Stark:

~ For You

~ Give Them A Chance

~ Propersituations Part 1

~ Propersituations Part 2

Daenerys Targaryen:

~ Your Side (Sister!Reader)

Tormund Giantsbane:

~ You Would Think

Daemon Targaryen:

~ Coming Soon ...

Ser Harwin Strong:

~ More Than

Rhaenyra Targaryen:

~ Coming Soon ...

Aemond Targaryen:

~ Coming Soon ...

Aegon II Targaryen:

~ Marriage

~ What Does She Know?

Jacaerys Velaryon/Targaryen:

~ At Least Ask

You Would Think - Tormund Gaintsbane

Tormund x Fem!reader Lannister

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 677

Summary: With Tyrion and Jaime now both in Winterfell before the big battle, Jaime has deserved how grown up their little sister has become.

Authors Note: “Game Of Thrones” is a warning all in its self. Reader and Tormund don’t talk in this one. It’s more characters watching them interact. I will have imagines where they talk! 

P.S - I plan on making maybe a short series like this imagine and others like this one. I like the over all story idea.

Also ~ So this is not the first story I wrote for Game Of Thrones but it is the first one I completely finished and typed.

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“I am pleased that Daenerys and Sansa let you stay.” Tyrion smiled at his brother as the older Lannister male came to stand next to him on the balcony over looking the entrance to Winterfell.

“So am I.” Jaime gave a nod of agreement. Glancing around Jaime couldn’t find one person he had yet to see. “Where’s our little sister?”

Tyrion smiled, knowing that he would ask that sooner rather than later. Jaime and Y/n had a really close relationship till Cersei felt threatened and Y/n had to flee for her life. “This way.”

Tyrion lead the knight over to a different over looking balcony, looking over a different part of Winterfell. Upon looking down both Lannisters immdedtly took notice of their sister. Although Jaime noticed how close she seemed to be standing, and touching a giant red haired man.

“Who’s that?” Jaime asked his little brother.

“That dear brother is Tormund Gaintsbane.” Tyrion answered him. Upon hearing the name and Tyrion suspected seeing the clothes he put it together.

“A wildling.” Jaime stated, squaring his shoulders. They had all grown up with the stories of Wildlings. They aren’t good or nice stories.

“They prefer Free Folk.” Tyrion corrected with a tilt of his head.

Jaime gave a faint sound of acknowledgement before pointing down to their sister and the ‘Free Folk’ before asking. “Are they-”

“Together? Yes, our little sister is growing up.” Tyrion was as shocked as jaime is when he first found out about Y/n’s relationship. And with who, was a bigger shock. His mind had to work overtime to catch up with Y/n’s adventures and changes when they were reunited.

“Seem’s she already has.” Jaime spoke after taking a deep breath. She was so young when she left and they were so close. Now it was like he didn’t know her at all and that killed him on the inside.

“And she found love in the process.” Tyrion found that detail to be a comforting factor, but he could tell the protective older brother was coming out of Jaime. “Don’t worry. He’d die for her.”

“How could you know that?” Jaime furrowed his brow confused at how his brother could possibly know that.

“He’s said as much. The Free Folk don’t hold back. They speak what they feel and think. And he’s said as much, and he’s made his intentions with our sister very clear.” Tyrion squinted his eyes at the memories of hearing Tormund's thoughts of their sister. Things he never wanted to know, but it was nice to know he never planned on letting harm come to her.

Before Jaime could press for details that he probably would regret asking for, down below one of the banner men decided to grab at Y/n’s butt and said some pretty provocative words towards her.

Ser Davos had walked over to Tyrion as they all caught the scene. “Oh he should not have done that.”

“What?” Jaime glanced towards Ser Davos at his comment before returning his gaze onto his sister.

Jon Snow had come over along with Ser davos and who better to explain to the Kingslayer than Tormunds good friend. “That Bannerman shouldn’t have done that to your sister. I’ve known Tormund for awhile now and Y/n. No one disrespects her, and if you do your asking for a death sentance. Espeacilly if you do it infront of Tormund.”

With that said the 4 men watch as Tormund looked to Y/n and with a nod from her Tormund knocked the man on his ass. It was obvious that he looked to Y/n for permission and to see id she wanted to do it herself.

Jaime admired that Tormund let Y/n decide. He respects her.

“You would think they’d learn by now.” Tyrion shook his head of the stupidity that men posses.

“Hmm. Either she’ll get you or he will.” Ser Davos hummed in agreement with the imp. You would think after seeing what the couple could do, they would think before they acted.

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Challenge - Jaime Lannister

Jaime x Fem!reader Tyrell

Warnings: GOT 

Word count: 526

Summary: Jaime’s only showed Y/n what everyone says about him and his family. That's not going to win her over.

Authors Note: I read an imagine with a similar idea and I want to make something similar to it.

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“Are you following me, Ser Jaime?” Y/n asked having noticed her seemingly constant shadow.

“Now why would you think that?” He questioned back, deciding to join her since she had caught him. He had followed her wondering what she did all the time when she disappeared into the city.

“Because everywhere I seem to turn.” She answered glancing over to him for a second before turning her attention foreward again, handing a little wooden horse to the child infront of her with a smile. “You’re there.” Y/n finished watching the child run off smiling.

“Maybe we just so happen to have the same interests.” Jaime shrugged his shoulders, and started following her through the streets of Kings Landing.

Y/n scoffed at his words. “Taking care of the lower born people doesn’t sound like a Lannister thing to do. Defifently not an interest of yours, I’m sure.”

“What makes you say that?” he asked with furrowed brows. Jaime felt a little offended at her statement.

“Flashing your Lannister gold at all your problems may be the main reason.” Y/n said with an agitated tone, that’s all he had shown her since she’d been there to see if a marriage between them to unite their respective houses would work. And it made her mad.

Jaime nodded reluctantly. That is what he had shown her, that’s normally what other lady’s fawned over. But apparently Y/n Tyrell was different. “I will admit that is all I have shown you, yes.”

“If you want me to think differently about you then show me.” Her words made him stop in his tracks and look at her, with his mouth slightly open in his shock. Y/n took a deep breath softing the look in her eyes before she continued. “Show me who you truly are. She me what lie’s beneath what you show to the world. Show me the true Jaime Lannister.”

Y/n continued walking as Jaime stood in place thinking about her words. It didn’t take him long to make up his mind. He couldn’t deny that of what he’s seen he did really enjoy Y/n’s presence and being married to her could actually be an enjoyable existence. Maybe even more than just enjoyable.

“I accept.” He said after a moment of thought, stopping her in her tracks.

“Excuse me?” She turned around upon hearing him confused at his choice of words.

“I accept the challenge to show you who I truly am.” Jaime he smiled at her, confident in his decision.

Y/n laughed shaking her head in amusement. “It wasn’t meant to be a challenge.”

“Oh, but I’m taking it as one.” Jaime smirked as he walked over to her. He planned on proving to her that he wasn’t who he’s been showing her he is. Raising his arms out to the side smiling brightly. “I’ll prove to you I am more than what I’ve showed you.”

Y/n smiled at the blonde and nodded back excited to see the real him, and amused at what possible ways he will use to show her the real him. “I look forward to it.”

More Than - Ser Harwin Strong

Ser Harwin Strong x Fem!Reader Targaryen

Warnings: G.O.T

Word count: 1,307

Summary: Princess Y/n and Ser Harwin may harbor feelings for eachother. But when marriage is brought up will it bring it all apart or together?

Authors Note: Might’ve changed a few things for fun and for the story. This is the first House Of The Dragon story I wrote but it was not the first typed or posted. 

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“Princess” Harwin nodded at seeing her approach from down the long hallway. He had been talking to a member of the Kingsguard.

Upon seeing the princess coming their way the other knight said farewell to Ser Harwn and left.

“Ser” Y/n greeted as she walked over to the knight. “I hope I didn’t interpret anything important.” She said as they watched the other knight leave.

“Nothing that’s more important than you, my princess.” Harwin smiled, turning to face her, giving her his full attention like he always does when she’s around.

“You flatter me Ser Harwin.” Y/n blushed looking down for a moment, flattered by his words.

“Its the truth princess. I prefer your company over anyone else's.” Harwin tell’s her honestly.

“Is that right.” Y/n smirked slightly at his statement. Not many people would talk so freely to her, and she enjoyed that about Ser Harwin Strong.

“It is yes.” He mirrored her expression.

“Well I think I should tell you Ser Harwin that I feel the same.” Y/n admits with a big smile forcing itself upon her lips.

“Is that right.” Harwin repeated her words from before with amusement in his eyes.

“It is yes.” Y/n followed suit repeating his as well.

The two laughed together, always enjoying each other's company.

“Will you be at the feast tonight?” She asked once their laughs had calmed down.

“I will. Could never miss a chance to be in your company.” He answered honestly, looking in her eyes, his shining with the truth of his words.

“Y/n!” Rheanyra called from down the long hallway waving her sister over.

Rheanyra’s call caught both Y/n and Harwin’s attention, glancing at her before setting their sights back on eachother.

“I’m being summoned. It was lovely talking to you Ser Harwin.” Y/n smiled up at the knight in front of her, excited to see him later on at the feast.

“And you, my princess.” Harwin gave a nod of his head understanding she had to go but had enjoyed their conversation.

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“Father. You wanted to see me.” Harwin spoke as he entered his fathers chambers. His father had requested him to talk.

“Yes Harwin. We need to discuss something of importance.” Lyonel told him getting straight to the point. He held his hand out gesturing to the chairs nearby for them to sit down while they talked.

“And what may that be father.” Harwin spoke as they walked over and took a seat.

“Marriage.” Lyonel stated looking Harwin in the eyes.

“Father-”

“You knew this was coming eventually.” He cut his son off before he could speak any further.

Harwin stayed silent knowing that this did indeed have to happen at some point. But he enjoyed his company in Kings Landing and his service to the crown. Harwin didn’t really want to leave all that.

“I have a proposal that I’m going to talk to the King about but I wanted to tell you first.” His father continued before taking a deep breath, his plans would change his son’s life drastically and his future if it was agreed upon. “I’m going to offer your hand in marriage to the King for the princess.”

“Which princess?” Harwin gulped at the possibility not upset with it but that could change depending on which princess it was. Both are great lady’s but he only fancied one of them in that kind of way.

“Princess Y/n.” Lyonel tell’s him with nerves in his voice. Lyonel personally thought the two got along well and seemed to like each other so he hoped his son would be happy with his choice. “Are you okay with that?”

Harwin smiled, he was more than happy with his father’s choice. “More than okay with it.”

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Later that night at the feats it was in full swing and there were lots of people, all doing different things. Some were sitting and eatting while others danced or stood around talking.

Harwin took notice of Y/n not long after he entered. He saw her stuck talking to Lord Lannister and Harwin decided to go make his way over to her and save her.

“My princess. Would you like to dance?” Harwin held his hand out, offering her an out from their current situation stuck talking to the arrogant Lannister.

“I would love to Ser.” Y/n smiled gratefully at him for saving her from the pompous ass.

As the two danced Y/n glanced over and saw both of their fathers talking to each other with wide smiles on their faces. “I wonder what they could be talking about.”

“I may have an idea.” Harwin glanced to where she was looking, seeing the same thing as her before answering. He knew exactly what they were talking about and if their smiles were anything to go off of it was a success on his fathers part.

“Mind sharing?” Y/n raised an brow in question.

“Follow me.” Harwin nodded after getting a nod from his father. He guided Y/n out of the great hall to the gardens.

Y/n walked over to the balcony looking up into the sky, gazing up at all the stars that lit up the night along with the moon. “It’s beautiful tonight out here.”

“It is.” Harwin agreed glancing up but he mainly meant the beauty standing right infront of him. His princess.

“Now Ser Harwin, mind telling me your idea of what our fathers could be talking about in there?” Y/n turned to look at him wondering about what it could be.

“My father told me earlier today that he would be proposing a proposition to your father tonight. “ He spoke as he stepped up to her.

“And what might this propersituation be about?” Y/n questioned not wanting to get her hope’s up but she had a sneaking suspension.

“Marriage. Between you and I, princess.” Harwin told her watching for her reaction. 

“Oh?” Y/n was shocked but not disappointed. She was actually happy.

“That is if you want Princess? I would never want to force a commitment on you princess.” Harwin couldn’t read how she was feeling about this news, so he wanted her to know they could work something out.

“Ser Harwin if we are to be man and wife I believe and would like for you to call me by my name. No title.” Y/n smiled at him with a tilt of her lips teasing him just a little.

“As you wish princess- y/n. As long as it’s mutual. Please just call me Harwin.” He smiled out of relief and happiness wanting it to be like she said, no formalities.

“Of course, Harwin.”

“So then I take it you're okay with this arrangement?” Harwin asked, wanting to make sure.

“Out of all the men that have asked for my hand in marriage, Harwin Strong are my favorite.” Y/n laughed at his double checking. Even though it was very sweet.

“Showing favoritism?” He raised a brow teasing her.

“Perhaps.” Y/n bit her lip reaching out to interlace their fingers before looking up at him. Her knight and future husband. “To answer your question though. Yes I am more than okay with a marriage to you, Harwin. You are someone I can laugh with, be myself with, smile with, and you're someone I truly trust. We could have a happy marriage together.” 

Harwin leaned his head down, resting their foreheads together. “I vow to make you the happiest wife in the whole realm. For as long as I live.”

“I can’t wait.” Y/n said before tilting her head up to kiss him.

Happy marriages and falling in love weren’t very common especially for arranged marriages but Harwin and Y/n had both and they didn’t plan on letting it go.

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Your Side - Daenerys Targaryen

Dany x Fem!reader Sister

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 232

Summary: Dany needs some reassurance from her sister.

Authors Note: I love Daenerys and I think the last season didn’t do her character justice. She would not have done what she did. They changed her character's personality in the last season.

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“Dany? Are you okay?” Y/n asked her sister as she found her looking out the window down at Meereen. Y/n knew she was stressed lately and the deasions she’s had to make have dampened her spirit.

“Fine. I’m fine.” Dany answered with a tough face before it fell. She never could pretend in front of Y/n.

“You're my sister. I know when you're not.” Y/n smiled, tearing her playfully. Walking over to where Dany was standing. The sisters didn’t have as much time alone together as they’d like. But they made do.

“Being Queen is…”

“Harder than you thought.” Y/n finished for her. Already knowing what Daenerys wanted to put to words.

Daenerys nodded her head solemnly in agreement. “The decisions that I’ve had to make.”

Y/n reached out for her head and squeezed it, before giving her sister an encouraging smile. “Things will get cazier, and I’m here. I’ll always be by your side to help, and to be there for you. Always.”

Daenerys smiled gratefully and squeezed her hand back. “Thank you.”

“You're welcome.” Y/n nodded.

“I don’t know what I would do without you.” Daenerys knew that without Y/n she’d be lost, and that scared her to ever lose Y/n.

“You’ll never have to find out.” Y/n stated. The sisters never planned on being separated. Especially not by death.

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What Does She Know? - Aegon II Targaryen

Aegon II x Fem!Reader

Warnings: G.O.T

Word count: 943

Summary: Alicent may love to put her children down, but Y/n won’t stand for it to affect her betrothed anymore.

Authors Note: I really do think if he had someone who really loved and cared about him he’d be SO different! Same for Aemond.

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“Why do you behave like this?” Alicent scoffed in disgust at her son. She was angered and annoyed at Aegon’s behaviors, no matter what it may be.

“Behave like what?” Aegon questioned with squinted eyes. He had completely closed in on himself, expecting the usual if not new degrading comments she always told him. Sure he was use to it, it's been happening all his life but it didn’t make it hurt any less.

“A monster. A little boy desperate for attention that believes since he’s a prince he can do whatever he wants without any consequences.” Alicent sneered at her son. She despised her and Viserys' children. They all seemed to have the confidence and arrogance of the Targaryens. Nothing in them reminded her of the Hightowers.

Aegon did not answer her after that. He just looked down trying not to let his emotions show in her presence. Aegon was done with showing weakness in front of her.

“Pathetic.” She spat before turning around and leaving Aegon’s chambers she had practically barged into.

A few moments later, after hearing the door slam Y/n peeked her head out of the hidden passageway she had rushed to when they heard Alicent outside his door. “Aegon?”

When she didn’t get a reply Y/n came out and walked towards where Aegon was seated on the end of his bed. She had heard everything the so called Queen had said to Aegon and Y/n was fuming on the inside. How dare she treat and say things like that to him. Her own son and a prince.

“She’s right, you know. I’m a monster.” Aegon mumbled looking down to his lap feeling immensely insecure since his mothers rant.

Y/n immediately shook her head, not agreeing with his statement at all. “No you are not. You are not a monster.”

“That's not what my mother says.” He spoke in a whisper.

“And what does she know? Rhaenyra was her best friend and look how she treats her? Look how she treats you and your siblings? She doesn’t know anything. Definitely nothing good or correct.” Y/n exclaimed lifting his chin to look at her as she talked, but Y/n knew it was because he was listening but the negative thoughts were still in his mind.

“I don’t understand why she take it out on us? On me?” He questioned out loud not to anyone in particular.

Since their betrothal Y/n had seen the toxic environment in King's Landing, in the castle. Between the Hightowers and the Targaryens. Including between Alicent and her own children.

“Because she’s upset that she had to marry your father. But you know what, she should grow up and act like a lady. Like a queen. That’s the way life is for a woman. Especially a woman born with any type of title. We don’t get to choose who we marry, or how many kids we have. Nothing. You just are forced to grin and bare it but the least she could do is protect and care for her children. Be supportive to her so-called friend that she had to marry the father of.” Y/n ranted but she had a point. To everything she said, it was all very true. Aegon listened intently to what Y/n had said and it pained him. In the short time they had known each other Aegon had really grown to love the woman in front of him. And to hear how she as a woman had no say in anything, that really hurt him to think that might be how she thinks their relationship is going to be once they marry. Aegon reached out to hold her hands.

“Is that how you feel with me? With our arranged marriage? That you have no choice and that all you’ll be good for is having my children?” Aegon asked question after question. He truly hoped he could make her feel like his equal. “Cause that's not how I want our relationship to be. I want to be good enough for you. That you want me even if we are already arranged and have no real say. I want us to fall in love with one another and not spite each other. I don’t want to force you to have a ton of heirs just so we can please the court and the people. I don’t want to please anyone other than you.”

Y/n was stunned by his words, not having thought he was worrying about such things.

Y/n squeezed his hands and then let one go and reached up to cup the nape of his neck, playing with his hair. Looking into his eyes when she spoke. “Aegon. You have been an exception to what I said. You have treated me very kindly since we’ve gotten to know one another and I greatly appreciate that you seek out my advice. That you care about my opinion on things, that you don’t want to force me into anything or let anyone hurt me. That you actually care about me and I’m not just some slave your meant to fake love and breed with. I want to please you as well Aegon. But the difference is for us it’s because we love each other, truly love each other. That we want to please each other. Not out of duty.”

Aegon shook his head, feeling a weight lifted off his chest. “It will never be out of duty.”

Aegon pulled Y/n onto his lap into a kiss he hoped betrayed the love he felt for her and appreciation for her believing in him.

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Consequences - Jaime Lannister

Jaime x fem!reader (niece/daughter)

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 744

Summary: Y/n likes to learn how to defend herself, and her uncle Jaime wants to help. Bonding time with at least one of his secret children. But will it last?

Authors Note: I think Jaime was screwed over. He deserved a happy ending but they had him go back to Cersei! Thats fucked he desevered better. And he would’ve been a good father, poor guy.

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“Now, what are you doing?” Jaime asked slightly amused at how he made the princess jump. He didn't mean to startle her, but he was curious when he saw her sneak off. So he followed his so called niece, to see what she was up to.

“Praciting.” Y/n answered her uncle not looking him in the eyes. She was ashamed, she knew she had no reason to be. But she wasn’t supposed to even be touching weapons. Her mothers orders. Y/n didn’t want to see the look of disappointment or appallment on his face that was on her mothers when she found out. “I’ll be going.”

“I didn’t say you had to leave.” Jaime spoke up confused on her actions, ready to flee as fast as possible.

Y/n turned around to face him, with a furrowed brow she asked. “Isn’t that why you followed me here?”

“No.” Jaime shook his head walking closer to her. “I just wanted to see what you were up to. I’m not telling you to stop, you were doing quite good with that sword.”

He couldn’t help but be proud of what he saw. She had no one to help or train her but she was good. He was definitely taking credit for it in his head. It’s in her blood.

“I’ve been told that if anyone found me here doing this again that I’d be punished.” Y/n grimaced remembering her mother’s exact words.

Jaime lifted her chin with his hand, making her look him in the eyes. He smiled hoping he could encourage her. “I won’t tell. Promise.”

With that Jaime decided that he was gonna help Y/n. He was going to be her teacher, he’d rather she know how to defend herself than not. It’s also an excuse for him to get to spend more time with y/n.

So from then on Jaime and Y/n would meet in the hidden quiet location they had found, and Jaime taught her how to use all kinds of weapons. Plus some hand to hand.

And it was all going well till a certain someone’s little birdies decided to tell the Queen. (Pyter Belish)

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It was a cool day in KingsLanding, perfect for teaching Y/n some archery Jaime thought. He was on his way to her room to walk with her.

“So I was thinking today we could work on-” He stopped speaking as he shut the bedroom door behind him and didn’t see Y/n anywhere. “Y/n?”

“I don’t think it’s good for us to be doing this anymore uncle.” Y/n’s voice came out soft and Jaime swears he could hear it wobble as she spoke.

“But you love-” Jaime stopped in his tracks when he walked over to see her standing on the balcony. As she turned to look at him Jaime was floored. Looking at her face, seeing her split lip and bruised cheek, he was raging on the inside but he didn’t want to scare her so he approached her slowly. “What happened?”

Y/n could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She didn’t want her uncle to see her like this, that’s why she was hiding in her room. “I was spotted training the other day. . . Mother was not happy.”

Jaime cupped one side of her face gently. “Your mother did this to you?”

Y/n gave a stiff nod, biting her lip. “I do not want you to incur any punishment like I have or worse uncle Jaime. I think it best to not do the lessons anymore.”

Jaime pulled her into him, wrapping her up into a tight hug. Trying to comfort her, and make her feel protected. “No, no you love learning how to use a sword, throw knives, hand to hand combat, and I will not let you be defenseless or have something you love taken away from you.”

Y/n pulled back to look into Jaimes eyes worried for him. “What are you gonna do?”

Jaime smiled at her concern for him, brushing one hand through her hair. “Don’t worry about that, just let me take care of it. You just focus on what you wanna learn next.”

Y/n nodded resting her head against his chest. All the while Jaime was thinking about all the things he was gonna say, ripping into his sister. How dare she touch y/n like that. Jaime was not gonna let that slide.

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Give Them A Chance - Robb Stark

Robb x fem!reader Baratheon/Lannister

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 1,362

Summary: Robb and Y/n don’t know that their fathers plan to betroth them. But Ned has a reason for not telling. Will his reason work?

Authors Note: Takes place in like the first episode of season 1 Game Of Thrones. Like right after the whole “You got fat” lines.

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Y/n watched the exchange between her father and his friend Ned Stark Warden of the North. It was very odd but she thought it was nice that they were such good friends that they still joked around with each other. She didn’t see her father act so freely like this often. It was a rare welcome sight.

“So I take it this is your oldest.” King Robert sighed looking at the eldest of Ned’s children with a scrutinizing gaze before breaking out into a smile.

“Yes, this is Robb.” Ned introduced his oldest son to his friend.

Robert slapped a hand on the young man’s shoulder, smiling widely. “You're a handsome young lad.”

Robb tried to contain his blushing that he was sure he was doing. “Thank you, your Grace.”

“You should meet my oldest. Y/n!” Robert called over his oldest daughter, but not before sparing a knowing glance to Ned. As Y/n came to stand next to her father, smiling politely at the Stark family before her. “This is my oldest. A year younger than you I believe.”

“Princess.” Robb bowed, before looking at the princess. She had caught his eye when she first entered Winterfell on horse back alongside her uncle. He could not deny she was gorgeous, and he couldn’t believe how fast he had started to fall for her.

“Mi’ Lord.” Y/n curtised, biting her cheek. Thus Robb Stark was by far one of the most handsome men she had ever seen. And she had seen a lot of people growing up in KingsLanding. She wondered if his personality was as nice as his looks.

“Would you like a tour of  Winterfell?” Robb asked, offering a way for them to talk and get to know each other a bit. He also was one of the most qualified people to show her around.

“I would love one.” She smiled. Looping her arm through his and the two young adults that in some ways are still kids went off exploring.

While the two went off getting to know each other and everyone else did God knows what, King Robert and Net Stark headed down to the crypts.

“Have you told your son?” Robert asked once they were done talking about Ned’s sister. The King was curious if his friend's son had offered to show his daughter around on his own or out of duty.

“Not yet.” Nod squinted, he didn’t like the idea of taking this choice from his son. But the other part, this was a good alliance, and you don’t deny a king.

“And why not?” Robert had told Ned of the idea to marry their oldest months ago. But to be fair he didn’t tell his daughter either.

“Because I wanted to give them a chance to fall in love before knowing they might be betrothed.” Ned explained his reasonsings, and even though Robert would never admit it he admired Ned’s heart and how he was trying to make this a better situation for their children. It was better than just throwing them together.

“Very well. I didn’t tell my daughter either. She would’ve fought me on coming.” He chuckled. Y/n would’ve tried to fight him or talk him out of it, and it might’ve worked even the slightest. Out of all his children she was the only one that had a somewhat relationship with him.

“They’d be more reluctant if they knew about what we had planned. The two of them being in the dark might lead to them actually gaining feelings for the other.” Ned just hoped that the two would get close and at least see they could make a marriage work. But he was truly hoping that maybe they could fall in love on their own and there wouldn’t be any hard feelings or reluctantness.

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It had been a few weeks and things seemed to be working out for Y/n and Robb like Ned had hopped. Y/n seemed to fit right into the Stark family. She got along with all his children and they all act as if she’s one of them. Things between Robb and Y/n had taken some people by surprise. The two had been spending almost all their time together. They only separated to sleep it seemed like.

Ned was happy to see they had a lot in common. The two went horseback riding constantly and Y/n seemed to know how to use a bow and a sword no doubt thanks to her uncle. They didn’t even eat apart at meals.

Today Robb and Y/n had gone out riding, once they were far enough away from Winterfell the two dismounted their respective horses walking along next to each other.

“Are you having a good time in Winterfell Princess Y/n?” Robb asked, hoping that the time they’d spent together had been as enjoyable for her as it was for him.

Y/n smiled, nudging him teasingly shoulder to shoulder. “Yes, I am as matter of fact. My favorite part is the company.”

Robb blushed looking down before looking back to her. Robb had no idea why she could so easily make him react like that, but she could and he didn’t mind it. “You flatter me y/n.”

“You’ve been flattering me the whole time I’ve been here. It’s only fair.” Y/n smiled. As they came to the set of trees that they had made their spot over the time she had been in the North.

Robb just stood there watching her for a moment. He never expected to fall in love with her when he first found out the King, Queen, and their children were coming to visit. But he had and he didn’t regret it. “If I may be bold and speak my mind, Princess?”

Y/n nodded, smiling back at him as she turned to face him. She noticed how he wasn’t right next to her and Y/n wondered what had made him stop and if it had to do with what was on his mind. “Go ahead. I won’t stop you.”

“During your time here in Winterfell I have become quite taken with you.” Robb stated walking over to her. He looked in her eye’s trying to notice how his works were being taken.

“And I you.” Y/n blushed, biting her lip at her response back to him admitting his feelings for her. Which she reciprocates.

“I have a proposal for you Princess Y/n Baratheon.” Robb felt an air of convenience hit him at Y/n admitting she feels the same.

Y/n furrowed her brow, it confused her on why he was using her title and first and last name. “Go on Lord Stark.”

Robb took a deep breath, he knew what he wanted he just hoped she wanted it to. “We may not have known each other for very long or very well for the most part. But I would like for us to get to know each other better over time. If you’d like that of course.”

“I would.” Y/n nodded liking where he was going with this so far.

“Would you  also like it if we could become husband and wife, Lord and Lady.” Robb stepped right up to her, reaching out to intertwine their hands. Looking into her eye’s Robb reached up with one hand leaving the other one still in hers, he cupped the side of her face, “Would you do me the great honor and become my wife? For all my days till the end of my days?”

Y/n reached up with her free hand and cupped the back of his neck, while squeezing his hand holding hers. Looking up into his eyes with what could only be happiness and adoration Y/n answered. “I would love to.”

In her short time visiting the North Y/n had really connected with the Starks and of course Robb the most. Yes, she’d miss her siblings (minus Joffrey) and she'd miss her uncles but this felt like the better place for her. And as long as she has Robb, Y/n will always be happy.

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Pain - Jaime Lannister

Jaime x fem!reader Tyrell

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 669

Summary: Y/n is Maragerys older sister and in Kings Landing with her family. After an outing where she defended Jaime Lannister, well he’d like to know why.

Authors Note: I love the idea of someone defending Jaime because I do believe the name hurts him. He didn’t want to break his oath but he did it for good reasons. - I made the reader a Tyrell cause I really liked the family, the grandma was badass!

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“You're a good shot.” Jaime had been searching for Y/n Tyrell for most of the afternoon and he had finally found her. Not how he expected to though. She was out beyond the Castle, practicing her archery of all things. And from what he’s seen silently watching her she was really good at, probably one of the best. 

“Ser Jaime.” Y/n acknowledged but she didn’t even turn around. She could recognize his voice anywhere, and she had a feeling he would seek her out.

“Lady Y/n.” He greeted back as he walked over to stand closer to her. Jaime tilted his head as he watched her continue to shoot arrow after arrow. He was very impressed. “You're a good shot.”

“I’d hope so, been using one since I was very young.” She stated grabbing and notching another arrow, as Jaime stepped to stand on the side of her.

“Who taught you?” Jaime asked, curious at who would have taught her to be so good at it.

“My brother.” Y/n simply answered, lining up another, not at all bothered by the conversation taking place. She learned to multitask a long time ago.

“He taught you well.” Jaim said as he watched her shoot another arrow into the middle of the target. He never wanted to be her enieme.

“Perhaps to well. I can beat him now.” Y/n turned to look at him with a smirk. Of course she’s proud of herself, it wasn’t an activity that women were known to do. Poison is a woman's weapon, not real weapons. At least that's what they say.

Jaime let out an amused laugh, but he knew he needed to ask what he was trying to find her for. “Why’d you do it?”

“Why’d I do what Ser Jaime?” She answered his question with a question, but she did it very coyly. Y/n had an idea of what he probably was talking about.

“Defend me. Back there earlier today you defended me when they called me the…” He just stopped before saying the name everyone liked to call him.

“Kingslayer.” Y/n finished for him with empathy in her eyes.

“Yes.” Jaime nodded solemnly.

Y/n set down her Archery equipment and turned to fully face the golden haired knight. Giving him her full attention.

“The way I see it is you saved hundreds if not thousands of lives by killing the Mad King. Yes you had to break your oath, which I imagine was not easy for you. But you made a choice, one that saved lives. Probably all of Westros.” Y/n stepped right up to him, reaching a hand up to cup his cheek. Which she did with a gentleness that Jaime hadn’t felt since his mother was alive. “And yet they call you an insult.”

Jaime glanced down letting out an emotional shaky breath, before looking in her eye’s leaning into her hand on his cheek. She didn’t even know his side of the story but she believes he did the right thing. Not even his family thought that way. “I’m afraid no one else sees it the way you do Mi’ Lady.”

Y/n smiled warmly at Jaime, as she lifted her other hand to run through his hair in a comforting manner. “I don’t call you King Slayer because I see the look in your eyes when people do. It hurts you. You cover it well, don’t get me wrong. But I’m very observant, always have been. I can see it pains you. I won’t add to that.”

The two stood there like that for a while before they separated. Y/n picked up her bow ready to start practicing again, and Jaime had started walking away back towards the Red Keep. But he stopped and turned back towards her before he got to far.

“Y/n.” He called out. Y/n turned her upper body to face him. Jaime sent her an appreciative look with a genuine smile. “Thank you.”

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For You - Robb Stark

Robb x fem!reader Baratheon/Lannister

Warnings: GOT, incest mentioned

Word count: 718

Summary: Y/n’s uncle has been captured in the war between her blood family and her family by law. The one person that really cared about her growing up. Will her husband kill the one person closest to his wife?

Authors Note: I know Jaime did a lot of crap to the Starks but I like this story and I’m not sorry. 

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Robb stood there in their shared tent staring at his wife. He knew she was hurting but was bottling it up. She didn’t want to look weak or like a traitor to their men but Robb knew it wasn’t healthy. He could see it taking a toll on her and that was starting to hurt him as well. Once the last person had left the tent and they were alone Robb decided it was time to talk about it. “I am sorry my love.”

“For what your Grace?” Y/n asked confused on what he had to be sorry for.

“I know it hurts you to see him typed up out there.” Robb stated, cutting straight to the chase but still wanting to be considerate of her feelings.

It was silent for a few minutes. Y/n had a feeling that he had been wanting to bring this up for awhile. But Y/n didn’t know how exactly to explain how she felt about the situation.

“He is my uncle. He’s the only person that’s always been there for me and supported all my decisions.” Y/n couldn’t even begin to explain all that Jaime had done for her in her life. “My father could give a crap about us kids and my mother only cares about power. Jaime, he actually cares.”

Robb had seen first hand when they visited Winterfell how her parents were. And he saw how close she was with her Kingsgaurd uncle. “I’m sorry.”

Robb knew they had good parents growing up, one’s that cared. His wife didn’t have that.

“And if the rumors are true than I guess, he’s my blood father.” Y/n feared  saying it out loud. Not anything against her ‘Uncle’, but the fact why would anyone want to be around or love the child of incest. She had a hard enough time finding love  just having Lannister blood run through her veins. “That makes me someone you shouldn’t be with.”

Y/n dropped her head trying to hide her tears and defeated expression. She had truly come to fall in love with her husband and now because of her family's mistakes she could lose him.

Robb rushed over to her cupping her cheeks and pulled her inot a passionate kiss. “I love you, I do not care about who your parents are. My love for you will never change. That I promise.”

Y/n gave him a watery smile. “I love you to my wolf.”

“I won’t kill him.” Robb spoke up after some time.

Y/n pulled back to look at her husband, giving him a sad but appreciative smile. The fact that he wants to spare Jaime for her is heartwarming, but she knew he couldn't. “You can’t promise me  that. As much as you’d like to, you can’t. If your men-”

“Fuck what my men want.” He cut her off. He was King of the North now he could do what he wanted.

“He injured your father.” Y/n continued back with sad eyes.

“He’s not the one that killed him.” Robb pulled her closer by the hips. Yes she had a point with both things. But so did he.

“I’m sorry-”

“You have nothing to apologize for.” Robb cut her off again. She was not to blame for anything that had happened.

“They’re my family, and they're tormenting yours. Their the ones doing all this.” Y/n hated that she was put into the middle of everything just because of blood and marriage.

“You’ve been with me the whole time. You have had no part in it. In any of it, so none of it is your fault. You are not to blame. They’re tormenting you as well by putting you in the middle of all this.” Robb pulled her against his chest with an arm around her waist holding her to him, while the other rested on the back of her neck. Looking her in the eye’s to prove his seriousness. “I won’t kill Jaime. For you I won’t. But the other Lannisters. . .”

Y/n nodded knowing what he meant. “I know. . . Thank you.”

“You are my wife, my Queen. You do not need to thank me.” Robb shook his head. With him she’d always have a voice. He would never dictate her life.

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Propersituations - Robb Stark

Part 1

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Rob x fem!reader Targaryen

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 810

Summary: Y/n and her sister Daenerys have decided to possibly help Robb Stark with his war. But will he accept the terms?

Authors Note: I really love this concept and will probably do more like it in the future.

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Taking another piece of land from the Lannister army wasn’t easy. Espeacially when Robb found himself on his back with a sword coming down towards his chest, ready to impale him.

When suddenly out of the blue a sword stuck out of the soldiers chest. As he fell Robb stood up and noticed his savior was a woman on horseback. He gave her a nodd of appreciation and she returned it. After the exchange the two continued to keep fighting.

Once the battle was over and the North had taken more territory Robb looked around searching for the woman that had saved his life.

Upon spotting her he noticed that she was actually heading his way on her horse. Once she was infront of him Robb nodded in thanks from earlier. “Thanks. I owe you my life.”

The woman smiled down at him. “Just win the War young wolve.”

“Who are you?” He asked stunned by the woman infront of him. She saved his life and she was stunning in her beauty. Why was this gorgeous woman on the battle field.

“Y/n. Y/n Targaryen.” Y/n spoke as she got off her horse. That’s when Robb noticed the small baby dragon on her shoulder.

“Targaryen?” Robb questioned shocked at hearing the name that was thought to have been extincted till as of late. The hair and dragon were shocking factors as well.

“Yes.” She nodded in confirmation, as she got off her horse gracefully. She was sure her name in Westeros was mind blowing.

“Explains the hair.” He joked with a friendly smile.

“And your a Stark. Explains the Direwolf.” Y/n teased back smiling at his nice break of the ice and lighten the mood. The way she smiled towards Greywind told Robb she truly wasn’t afraid of the Direwolf. But then again she had a dragon, why would she be afraid.

“I’ve heard of your sister. And you.” Robb said as the both of them walked throng the once battle field.

“Most have.” She commented looking around at all the remains. Most seemed to be lannister army whihc was good for the North she thought.

“Why’d you save me?” Robb asked her stopping the both of them from walking. He knew she wasn’t there when the fight had started. She must of shown up in the middle of it and decided to help out. It seemed to him that she had brought some men of her own with her. So was her intent to come and help? Why was she here? Last he heard her and her sister were across the sea.

“I’d like to help you win. Become King of the North.” Y/n told him flat out her reasons. Y/n had heard of what was going on in Westeros where her and her sister were. She wanted to help.

“In exchange for?” Robb knew that couldn’t be it. There had to be a motive, something her and her sister would get in exchange.

“Smart of you to assume there’s a catch young King.” She smiled proudly at his quick mind. “My sister wants to take her rightful spot on the Iron Throne. I hear you don’t want it. So. My propersituation is you stay King of the North, but under my sister Daenerys.”

Robb listened ti her propersituation and it wasn’t a bad one he’d admit. But what else besides the North would he get out of this?

“An what do I get out of this besides the North?” he questioned curious to know it there’s more.

“We help you wim. We have the numbers.” y/n told him clasping her hand together infront of her. She could tell he was skeptical and she would be to.

“How do I know you and your sister won’t turn on me and mine?” Robb narrowed his eye’s watching her carefully to see if her body language would give anything away. But she seemed completely open and honest.

“We don’t break our promises to people but if you wish to have a more solid agreement. What do you propose?” She offered this opening to bring trust between them. If he came up with a reasonable thing to add for this to work then Y/n could hopefully make it work.

Even thought it was Robbs idea to add something for a better, stronger Alliance, but he didn’t have anything off the top of his head. “How about you stay with us for awhile and we can discuss it?”

Y/n smiled giving him a nod of thanks and respect. He’d rather think of a good agreement then something on the spot. “I’d be honored.”

Robb nodded back with a matching smile. “The honors all mine.”

This way they could come up with something together that they both agree upon and he could get to know her.

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Protection - Jaime Lannister

Jaime x fem!reader Stark

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 2,033

Summary: Reader is a Stark stuck in King's Landing after everything and including her fathers death. The only one that seems to care about her is shockingly Jaime Lannister.

Authors Note: I think after the changes Jaime’s character made from being held captive by the Stark’s and losing his hand plus his time with Brienne that he would be protective of the Stark girls. The oath he made to Catelyn he didn’t want to break, so I think that means something. Just like he couldn’t himself but he helped himself and Breinne by sending her to go look after and find Arya and Sansa. - I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to be romantic or him protecting her because she resembled what he thought a daughter of his own would be like or if he was honoring his promise to Catelyn. I tried to leave it open.

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Y/n didn’t understand what she had done in life to deserve this treatment. To have the recent events happen in her life. To watch her little brother almost die from a horrible fall, to then having to watch her father be executed, she didn’t know where her youngest sister was, she had to watch her other younger sister be tormented by a brat that was only going to become a awful king, and her older brother by a year had started a war to get them back with their mother by his side.

But how she had managed to have the Queen’s rath bestowed upon her in physical abuse. Y/n didn’t know how that happened and she knew for fact she hadn’t done anything to deserve it.

But Y/n had been in Kings Landing long enough to know that Cersei and Joffery didn’t need reasons to be cruel. It just seemed to be part of their personality.

Tyrion was the only kind one to Y/n and Sansa. Along with his friend Bronn and man servant Podrick. Y/n didn’t trust anyone else in the Red Keep.

Lately Y/n noticed Jaime, ever since he got back he had been trying to get close to her and Sansa. But neither Stark knew what to make of it. He really was trying to get closer to Y/n, but Y/n was worried that it was some kind of plan from Cersei.

It was a normal sunny day, Y/n actually thought it’d be a good day to go out and walk or ride but leaving her room? That didn’t feel like a good idea, given her appearance.

Suddenly in the incredibly quiet room there were sounds of knocking on her chamber doors. Y/n gave a soft ‘come in’, just loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear.

Upon seeing Jaime Lannister Y/n nervously started ringing her hands at what they might have planned for her now. “Ser Jaime. To what do I owe this visit to?”

Jaime shook his head. “I’m not here on any business.”

“Oh?” Y/n was curious but she still wanted to be cautious. So she kept her head down. For more than just that reason though.

Jaime noticed the way she was holding herself and it reminded him of a scared animal. So he raised his arms to show he didn’t mean her any harm. Her behavior made his eyes fill with concern. “Y/n, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Y/n realized that this could be very bad so she needed to back track. “Ser Jaime, I-I meant no o-offense.” She stuttered shaking her head but still keeping it down with her hair framing her face to cover her face from his view.

“You made none. No reason to apologize.” He quickly reassured.

As they stood there Jaime took more notice of things. Things that were making him more concerned by the second. So he took enough steps to be standing right in front of her.

“Y/n, look at me. Please.” Jaime asked, but when he noticed how she was so hesitant to do as he asked. Jaime slowly raised his hand to lift her chin, as gently as possible to not spook her. When she was finally looking him in the eye, face to face is when Jaime noticed. She has a bruised cheek bone which to him looked almost like it belonged to a fading black eye, and she had a cut on her eyebrow and her lip. No wonder she was hiding her face, he thought. “Who did this?”

“No one, Ser Jaime. I fell that’s all.” Y/n quickly tried to dismiss, hoping he’d let it go. If she said something and he was sent by Cersei, then it’d get worse. If he was genuinely concerned for her and she told him, he might not believe her. His twin sister did it after all.

“Please don’t lie to me, Lady Y/n.” He pleaded with her. His concern was growing more and more. But he also had his suspicions. “Who did this?”

Y/n cast her sight back down to the floor, not wanting to lie to his face. With how much genuine concern was in his eyes and actions, she felt bad lying to him. “No one, Ser.”

Jaime let out a sigh, he could clearly see she wasn’t going to verbalize her answer. Which inwardly gave him his answer anyway and he could feel anger bubbling up inside of him. He knew in his gut who did this, and he wasn’t going to let it go. “Can I see you later Milady?”

Y/n nodded, stepping back still not lifting her gaze. Of course she said he could. He seemed to be one of the only people who cared as of late, but also she didn’t really have a choice. Not in her situation. “If you so wish to, Ser Jaime.”

Her behavior honestly scared Jaime slightly. She didn’t seem like the same girl he met in Winterfell or the same one that was in Kings Landing when he lft and was captured.

Ever since that encounter Jaime had been visiting and spending a lot more time with Y/n Stark. No one would bother her with him at his side.

But Jaime had yet to have that talk with his sister. But today was the day, he had heard some concerning things from the handmaidens assigned to Y/n and he was fuming.

“Ah, brother. What is so urgent that you came barging into my chambers without knocking.” Cersei spoke sarcastically as he barged into her room.

“What did you do to Y/n Stark?” He asked, getting straight to the point, face red with anger.

“The little bitch. Well, what did she say?” Cersei scoffed at even turning to look at her brother.

“Nothing. She said nothing. I came here to you on my own.” Jaime wanted to yell, how could she be so cold.

“How do you know it was me? The girl is quite clumsy.” Cersei smirked, and Jaime wondered if Y/n’s excuse of falling was something she was told to say.

“Oh, I know your handy work when I see it.” He scoffed stating a fact that not even Cersei could argue with.

Cersei could tell he wasn’t gonna drop it once she looked at him, so she sighed and said. “I assure you she deserved it.”

“I can guarantee that she didn’t.” He countered. Jaime knew how petty his sister could be and revenge was something she enjoyed. She wasn’t going to fool him.

“You weren’t here.” She shook her head and growled out her words. Why was he even bringing this up?

“Doesn’t matter.” Jaime didn’t need to be there to know Y/n didn’t deserve his sister's warth.

“Why do you care for this girl?” Cersei asked with a furrowed brow.

“Cersei-”

“No. Why? Why do you care for her so much? After everything her family’s done to ours?!” She yelled at him getting up from her vanity table and stormed over to where he stood.

“She had no part in that!” He yelled back, done with trying to be social.

“Why do you protect her?!” Cersei spat with clear jealousy. Of course she noticed him protecting her but why was what she couldn’t figure out and that angered her more and more. Someone having her twin's attention other than her never sits well with the golden haired Queen.

“Don’t touch her again, Cersei. I mean it.” Jaime stated in a low voice. His expression and tone shocked Cersei. He’s never used either on her and deep down it did shake her a bit. He’s never been this mad at her, or this deeply apparently.

Jaime was going to make sure that Y/n was taken care of. No one would harm her ever again. That he’d promise her. Not even his sister. If Cersei did she’d regret it because he was done with her cruelness.

“And what will you do if I do decide to touch her again?” She questioned as he looked at her so seriously she honestly was starting to feel uncomfortable.

“You don’t want to find out.” He stated before turning to leave, as he opened the door Jaime felt pride in himself. He stood up to his sister for something he believed in.

“Is that a threat?” Cersei asked with narrowed eyes trained on her brother's back.

“Its a promise.” Jaime said before slamming her door behind him. He felt good and now he felt a weight lifted off of himself and Y/n. Sure he still had to watch their backs but Cersei wouldn’t do anything to go against him if she was as smart as she acts.

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It had been a pretty normal day but Y/n just felt that they all blended together since so much had happened. Things had shockingly gotten better since Jaime and her had become close. But nothing good ever lasts is what she had learned being in King's Landing.

“Come in.” Y/n said upon hearing knocking at her room doors. She turned to face the door after hearing it open, seeing Jaime enter with caution. “Ser Jaime.”

“Lady Y/n.” He bowed his head with a soft smile on his lips, but as he looked around the room and noticed the uneaten food sitting on the table. Jaime’s concern came bubbling back up 10 fold. The handmaidens had told him she was skipping some meals and it worried him. But seeing it was worse. “The handmaidens said you haven’t eaten today.”

Y/n shrugged looking away from him. “Not very hungry.”

Jaime knew that part of it could be the stress of what's happened. It could also be her injuries that made it painful to chew, or it could be something Jaime really hoped it wasn’t. He didn’t even want to think about that idea.

Jaime stepped over to her, brushing her hair away from her face with his hand. Uncovering the still recovering injuries to her face. “Does it hurt?”

Of course it hurt still but he had been so kind to her she didn’t want to worry him. So she shook her head softly. “Not much anymore, Ser.”

“You don’t have to keep up the formalites with me, Y/n.” He smiled softly hoping to make her more comfortable around him. Show her he meant no harm.

“I shouldn’t-” She looked at him with wide scared eyes.

“I’m telling you you can. So you can.” Jaime stopped her calmly, looking her in the eyes. He could see how scared she was to do anything that might cause her to be harmed. Anything that might make it so she could be punished. “I won’t hurt you like my sister.”

“I-” Y/n’s eyes widened, just when he made her a little more comfortable again he say’s that. Y/n shook her head at him in fear. She didn’t tell him who did it so how did he know? Now that he knew what would happen to her? What would the Queen do to her now? Y/n was panicking on the inside.

“You didn’t have to tell me, and don’t worry I’ll protect you from Cersei.” Jaime told her, she had to know. But seeing her so panicked made his heart clench, so he started running his hand through her hair to comfort her and calm her nerves and mind. Jaime grimaced at her reaction for a second. This poor girl was terrified and it was all because of his family.

“How?” Y/n asked him while looking at him like he’s crazy. How could he, a knight, protect her from the Queen? Nobody could control Cersei.

“In any way I can, and I will. She will never harm you again. No one will. Not on my watch.” Jaime vowed to the poor girl that was stuck in this predicament. Not by her own choosing had any of this happened to her. And he was going to stop it and make her life better.

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Better Man - Jaime Lannister

Jaime x fem!reader ! Stark

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 1, 037

Summary: Before the battle against the white walkers Jaime has a long time coming conversation with Y/n.

Authors Note: I honestly wrote this as I was watching the show and this was the first Game of Thrones imagine I wrote (its not the first to be posted). I honestly don’t know where I planned this to take place so I put it towards the end of the series. 

P.s - I didn’t watch the show as it was premiering live but I watched it for the first time in October 2022 and I finished it in 2 weeks. I loved it, great show. I was sad that each season only had 10 episodes or less.

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“You're quite the knife thrower, Lady Stark.” Jaime stated as he strutted over to her. They weren’t that far outside the walls of Winterfell, but they were alone.

“And I hear you're quite the swordsman, Ser Jaime.” Y/n replied picking up another knife, he had startled her when he spoke. It had been dead silent before he spoke, but she didn’t show that he had startled her.

Jaime nodded with a cocky smirk. “My reputation precedes me.”

“I would hope not all of it.” Y/n said looking at him, noticing his expression fall at her words. “Well, people don’t have the nicest things to say about you, your personality or your family.”

Jaime squinted his eyes before nodding, but he decided to lighten the mood with his answer. “Personality? I presumed I didn’t have one.”

He to had heard the rumors that she spoke of so he knew what she meant with her words.

Y/n laughed at his response, at least he could joke about it. Then again he was use to insults by now, wasn’t he?

“As for my family, I’m not my father or siblings.” He spoke again, approaching her step by step. Once he was right in front of her he leaned in and spoke seductively. “How about you make up your own mind about me?”

The two of them always seemed to flirt in each other's company, but it could never go far and they never had the time to really get to know each other either.

“I’d love to, but we never seem to have the time now do we?” Y/n decided to tease him, even though it did hold truth. When had they ever had the time? For yours it was one thing after another.

“I would make the time-” Jaime went to answer but she cut him off before he could finish.

“I don’t think your sister would appreciate that.” Y/n gave him a sad smug expression.

“Cersei doesn’t control me.” He growled lowly.

“But doesn’t she?” Y/n raised her eyebrows at his reply. She knows what she’s seen with her own eyes, he can’t argue that.

Jaime shook his head and pointed out. “Not since the war of the five kings.”

Y/n tilted her head recounting the time a few years ago he recalled. Was this really suppose to help his case? “You mean since my brother took you prisoner and my mother broke you free?”

As much as Jaime could agree hearing her tone that it wasn’t the best thing he could’ve brought up. But it did play to his point so he stated. “I spent over a year away from her and the rest of my family. That’s quite a lot of time to contemplate.”

Y/n would admit that he was away from his family who she believed was the reason for his bad traits and actions were beneficial for the man in front of her. She could see the changes in him by just looking at him. Because she truly looked at him. She looked past his exterior and looked at the man inside.

“I can see it in your eyes.” Y/n nodded in agreement with his statement. Which shocked and puzzled Jaime. “You are a changed man. You're not the man I first met in Winterfell. You're better. You are a better man now.”

Jaime looked down, having a hard time believing her words. No one ever believed in him as much as the woman in front of him and she barely knew him. “I don’t know about that.”

Y/n could see how much he doubted himself, and that saddened her. But it didn’t shock her, the Lannisters did not seem to be an encouraging family.

“But I do.” Y/n stated, the tone she used compelled Jaime to look into her eyes. She stated her belief in him so strongly and without a doubt, it made his heart clench. But in a good, emotional way. “I do. But even with that said as long as Cersei has a hold over you, there will never be a chance for us.”

If she was honest Y/n wanted him to chase them. Give them the chance to be together that they both so obviously wanted. But he had to make the decision himself, she couldn’t for him.

Y/n gave him a sad smile before moving around him to walk back to Winterfell, having stelfed the knives back on her belt the only thing she was leaving behind was a charming Lannister that didn’t seem to know what he wanted in life.

“Say the words.” Jaime spoke before she could get to far, turning on his feet and facing her.

“What?” Y/n stopped and turned towards him confused at his random choice of words.

Jaime took her confusion as his opening, he walked over to her, his face all serious. Shocking Y/n with the words that came out of his mouth. “Say the words and I’ll stay. Say the words and I’m yours. Only yours, forever.”

“And what words would that be exactly?” Y/n questioned nervously, she wanted to believe he was serious. But that depended on what words he meant.

Jaime wrapped his handless arm around her waist and leaned his forehead against hers.Gently running his other hand, the only hand he had left that was flesh and bone across her cheek. “You know the words.” He whispered, hoping she knew. If she felt the same as him she’ll know he thought.

Y/n felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. Looking up into his pleading eyes she said the words that they have wanted to say for years to each other. “I love you.”

Jaime smiled, relieved that she did truly feel the same. Jaime pulled her into a sweet passionate kiss that should’ve happened years ago. There was nowhere he’d rather be. As their kiss continued Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying the kiss just as much as him. Pulling back so they could both get air, Jaime smiled genuinely happy for the first time in years. “I love you too.”

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Propersitautions - Robb Stark

Part 2

(2/?)

Rob x fem!reader Targaryen

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 1,133

Summary: Y/n’s stayed with Robb for awhile now and it’s time for her to go back to Dany and tell her what he’s decided. Has Robb got something in mind?

Authors Note: Here’s part 2! I’m sure some of you know where this is going. . . But if you don’t enjoy and enjoy if you do enjoy. I’ve loved writing for “Game of Thrones”. So expect more!!! (maybe a part 3? With Her going back to Daenerys and tell her)

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“How are you enjoying your stay with us, Milady?” Robb asked after all the other Lords and his mother had left his tent. It had been two moons since they first met and they had gotten to know each other quite well. The two would consider each other friends.

“It’s been quite enjoyable your Grace.” Y/n smiled walking over to be closer to him.

Robb shook his head at her addressing of him. Not wanting their to be a title for him from her. “Please just call me Robb.”

“Then please Robb just call me Y/n.” She wanted the same as him between them. No formalitles, just friendship.

“I’m sorry we don’t have better accommodations for your stay.” He told her with a apologetic look. Robb wanted to empress her but he lacked the situation to do so.

Y/n shook her head with a wave of her hand. “Your in the middle of a war. Don’t apologize for things out of your control.”

Given the circumstances Y/n appreciated the sentiment but he didn’t need to apologize for something out of his control, he had provided her with a lot and he didn’t have to.

“I’ve appreciated your wisdom in the war meetings since you’ve joined us.” Robb spoke changing the subject with a tilt of his lips up at the corners at the recent memories.

“I’m honored you want me to attend them.” She was grateful that he seemed to value her opinion. That was rare for a woman.

“I quite enjoy your take on things. Your view.” He smirked as he told her. She had no fear of speaking her mind in a room full of opinionated men. “And how you can put any man in his place.”

Y/n smirked tilting her head with humor written in her eyes. “I’m sure I could beat them in battle as well, but we are on the same side.”

Robb laughed but he nodded in agreement not putting it past her. He’s seen her fight, Robb doesn’t doubt her words. “I’m sure you could.”

Y/n’s expression turned solem for knowing her next words. She had grown fond of the blue eyed man infornt of her. “My time here is coming to a close Robb Stark. I must return to my sister with an answer on my propersitaution.”

Robb knew this would happen at some point. It saddened him but she couldn’t stay forever. So with a sad smile he stated. “I will miss your company.”

“And I will miss yours.” She stated as they mirrored eachothers expressions. But she needed an answer. They had talked about acouple options but never settled on anything. Y/n felt the finale decision was up to him. “Do tell me, what should I tell my sister. Do we have an agreement?”

Robb looked off to the side at nothing impictualr in thought, before looking foreward to her again. “I told you when you first saved my life and asked if we would have an alliance that I was worried about it breaking at some point.”

“Yes.” Y/n hopes he’ll take the offer of their help, but that depended on what he had in mind to add to the terms. They had the numbers to help him win this war, he does not. Wihtout their help he will lose, and probably make deals he will regret. They had gotten close she hoped it was something she could agree to or work with. “Have you come to a solution?”

Robb had made up his mind, now he just had to see if she’d agree.

“I have a proposal to secure an alliance between our sides, families, armys, and houses.” Robb gulped, hoping that he wouldn’t offend her and that his crush on her was reciprocated. “A marriage between you and me.”

“Marriage?” Y/n raised her eyebrows in shock. She did not see that one coming. But through all the emotions she was feeling she wasn’t disgusted or disappointed.

“I understand if it seem’s fast, very fast. But over the course of the time I have gotten to know you I have fallen in love with you. I would be honored to be your husband, to call you my wife. My Queen of the North.” Robb lifted his hand to wrap around her waist. Sure he was asking to marry her out of making an alliance, thats how most marriages between highborns went. But t least this one would also be for love, and that was more then most could ask for.

Yes, he had been wary of her to begin with. Their wasn’t many stories that told good traits of Targaryen’s, and with her father having been the ‘Mad King’ he had reason to worry. But she had proved how different she was from her father and thats what mattered to Robb.

Y/n stood there thinking it over his proposal. There was pro’s and con’s to it, but Y/n enjoyed Robb’s company and he was handsome. Being married to him was her choice and she had fallen in love with him too while being in Westeros.

“I accept. I have gotten to know you as well Robb Stark, and I would be honored to be your wife. I’d love to have you as my husband.” Y/n smiled at him grabbing his free hand and lacing their fingers together and raised her other to rest around the back of his neck. She but her lip at the excitement building up in her stomach.

“I love you.” Robb smiled brightly pulling her into a kiss, showing his love for  her through it.

“And I you.” Y/n giggled as they came apart for air. Blushing and looking from his eyes to his lips and back. “You do know I still have to leave. I have to inform my sister of our agreement and now engagement.”

“Let me go with you.” he wanted to meet her sister, her family. Prove he was worthy of her and would care for her, he wasn’t a sleezy man that offered marriage for disgusting reasons. Plus he didn’t want to be away from her.

“You have a war to fight, men to lead. You can’t leave. But I’ll be back soon. I promise.” Y/n found it sweet that he didn’t want to leave her side but he had a duty to his men, to the North, and to his sisters. His family. Which herself and her sister would soon be apart of.

“I’ll be counting the days.” Robb leaned his forehead against hers, letting out a sigh. Reluctantly he knew she was right, he couldn’t afford to leave for that long and go with her.

But they’d be together again soon and Robb would be waiting.

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House Of The Dragon Masterlist

By @chloe-skywalker

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Jaime Lannister:

~ Challenge

~ Consequences

~ Pain

~ Better Man

~ Protection

Robb Stark:

~ For You

~ Give Them A Chance

~ Propersituations Part #1

~ Propersituations Part #2

Daenerys Targaryen:

~ Your Side (x sister Y/n)

Tormund Giantsbane:

~ You Would Think