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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.”
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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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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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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i’m not made by design ; jaime lannister.
track seven of BROKEN MACHINE.
pairing ; jaime lannister x stark!reader (she/her pronouns)
synopsis ; wolves and lions tend not to be friends, much less lovers.
words ; 47.8k
themes ; heavy angst, action, fluff, (actual) enemies to lovers, slowburn
warnings / includes ; war/violence/murder/injury/blood, attempted sexual assault, this story covers the events from game of thrones s1-4, politicking, incest, talks of sex, foul language, animal cruelty, a lot of generally terrible things going on but what else can you expect from asoiaf, reader is known as the bitter wolf and is ned’s youngest sibling, bittersweet ending
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You first met Jaime Lannister during the Year of the False Spring, at the Great Tourney of Harrenhal—you had only been ten years of age, still starry-eyed and gentle-of-tongue. Knights, lords, and ladies hailing from all over Westeros were buzzing about the opening feast. Chalices of golden ale, platters of fruit and cheese, and sizzling trays of freshly-roasted meats were splayed out over several long tables.
To your right was your eldest brother, Brandon, biting into a large turkey leg and gingerly offering you a piece when he caught you ogling him. To your left was your sister Lyanna, popping voluminous grapes into her mouth and chattering to your two other brothers, Benjen and Ned, across the table. Her grey eyes were alight with glee, and she tipped her head back to laugh when Benjen made a snarky comment about Ned’s overgrown hair.
You were well into your second serving of glazed lemon cakes when the crown Prince, Rhaegar Targaryen, stood up front. A hush descended upon the crowd when the handsome, silver-haired man brandished a large, golden harp.
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Hello everyone i have something for you guys, for my Game of Thrones fans ✨
A lion thinks with his loins, not his head!
An (Uncle) Jaime Lannister x (fem/Niece) Lannister Reader
I wanted to write this as a thank you to everyone who has supported me recently and my last post, please keep supporting.
This is 18+ as per usual, and it’s not heavy on plot but it’s not extremely light on plot, who am i kidding it’s pure smut, enjoy! xo
warning, public sexual activity
Minors DNI, otherwise enjoy.
Court became increasingly dull, and minutes refused to tick by as if a broken clock had been strung upon the throne room walls. Pale red stone walls built strong, to protect its regal inhabitants.
I found i never adopted the proper acquiescence it takes to become a lady of the court. I fiddled, to no end, so much so that my mother corrected me endlessly. Although Cersei Lannister wasn’t typically everyone’s mother, in fact being birthed into the Lannister bloodline seemed rarer these days than it had been.
“Princess, have you drifted away?” a soft, rugged voice queried to me on my balcony.
“No uncle.” My simper was delighted at the intrusion of Jaime, his hair sand blonde and shone like gold under the blaring sun. He truly was the human embodiment of a lion, brave as he was strong.
The heat of childish embarrassment creeped up my thighs. I was handed a single lantana flower, peppered with smaller clusters of petals layered upon each other. “Red and gold” he stated “to match the colours of your pretty dress my dear”
His hand lingered atop mine, it was as if letting go would be a tragedy of unforgivable nature. He stroked a thumb over my delicate skin, dared himself to kiss it, up my arms, to my décolletage.
That manor of behaviour was unbecoming of a maiden.
“You’re hand, is so soft my princess” he spoke aloud, it roused a giggle from me.
“Do you go about stroking the hands of many princesses?” i raised an eyebrow in curiosity, searching his features for an answer.
He mouthed, in exaggeration. Only You, my love.
I could not, it was forbidden to crack myself open in sexual submission for the man i had come to adore, love even. I was taught, that to lose your maidenhood before marriage was a vile and disgusting example of anti-religious misconduct on behalf of both persons.
He gazed into my eyes, those gorgeous emerald eyes, he acted as a man starved. Who was i to deny him? I was a lady, a respectable lady. His hand rested now on my waist and slipped higher and higher in the seconds that went by “Jaime” He hushed me and brought a single finger to my agape mouth.
He placed a single, sweet, stolen kiss on my desperate lips. The kisses we stole in privacy were the most precious kisses i had ever experienced. The ones i held close when i had no company. My solitude was the time when i acted on those encounters, fingers that played between my thighs.
Now, his fingers played between my thighs, above the cover of my dress. It’s thin, silken fabric easily removed, open access. A peach torn open, the juice licked from between its flesh. “shhh, my love, let us have this moment” His voice rendered as but a whisper to my ear. I could feel his low grunt against my neck, as it raised my hairs to stand upright.
His fist entwined with my hair and he tugged harshly, my neck strained to meet his eye from behind, lustful, pupils flaring in passionate flame. He gripped my pelvic bone from the front, forefinger and thumb bruised either side of me. I whimpered and he pressed stiffly into my ass, hardened at the feeling of softness and moist warmth.
He rocked me forward into the wall of the balcony, i winced at each forced impact. The pleasure arose in me from our prohibited intimacy. I wanted him to fuck me. I would beg him to take me. Ravish me, anywhere. I burned for him. And he for me. Kisses, sloppy open mouthed kisses upwards towards my jaw. His fingers splayed across my jaw, tightened around it, his grip vice like.
“You are so fucking beautiful” His palm groped the peak of my breasts, massaging my nipples in rigorous movement. The bodice of my gown prised from my torso, the most compromising of positions for a lady of my rank in nobility. Jaime’s moans became lewd, dirty in their nature, poking himself further into the back of me.
I had to turn, to look him in the face, to place my hand gently upon his unblemished cheek and ask him to stop “Jaime, my love” he interrupted my speech with a peck of his lips “Please, i beg we may continue somewhere more private?” He hands rubbing feverishly up my waist, over my breasts repeatedly. i steadied his arms and kissed him deeply, i took his hand in mine.
A look of wonder shone in his eyes as i lead him deeper into my sleeping chambers “Let us continue, unburdened by outside scrutiny”
Headcanons for Jaime Lannister x Little Sister!Reader x Cersei Lannister
TW: nsfw material lol, incest, SEXXXXXX, afab reader, she/her pronouns
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-as jaime and cersei’s beloved little sister, you lead quite a charmed life; you are your father’s favored child as well as your mother’s until her untimely death, and then you are tyrion’s favorite sibling, the only one to openly show him any form of familial love since jaime does not do so in front of cersei or your father
-cersei treats you as her little doll growing up, she loves dressing you and helping you do your hair, she insists on you sleeping in the same bed as her, the two of you whispering secrets to each other deep into the night
-as jaime’s precious little sister, he is constantly trying to impress you with his self appointed role as your protector, he thrives off of your praise and acknowledgment
-being only two years younger than the twins, the three of you are exceedingly close, always spending time together, going on little adventures
-jaime and cersei begin their more intimate interactions long before they ever even consider involving you in them
-in their minds, you’re their pure, chaste, beloved little sister, how could they ever plan on doing anything so depraved, so wrong, with you?
-then, when you turn eighteen, your lord father starts pushing for your marriage to lord eddard, wanting to secure an alliance with the great northern family
-now this is something jaime and cersei will not let happen
-how dare their father try to send their precious little lioness so far from home to wither in that frigid wasteland?
-cersei is the first to make her move, when the two of you are in the bed you still share
-she kisses you for the first time that night, insisting that she’s merely teaching you how to please your future husband, that this is all normal for a big sister to teach you
-it’s when jaime walks in on cersei with her head between your legs, your head thrown back in ecstasy, that he realizes he wants, no, he needs to be part of this
-he pulls cersei off of you, kissing her, tasting you on her lips, savoring the feeling
-then, the two of them turn on you, matching wicked grins on their faces
-the first time, they make you watch them as they fuck, wanting to see your expressions, your reactions to them; judging by your flushed cheeks and the thin sheen of sweat upon your brow, you liked it quite a bit
-then, cersei states that it’s time for you to truly learn how to please a man, so that you and lord stark may have a very happy and..: fruitful union
-she has you take Jaime’s cock in your mouth while her tongue works wonders on your cunt
-cersei loves the taste of you, she loves making you taste yourself on her tongue after she fucks you with it
-but when jaime finally manages to get his face between your legs, you nearly black out from how many orgasms he manages to pull from you, his tongue and fingers working your wet little cunt over and over as he spews depraved filth about fucking you and filling you with a lion cub rather than a wolf pup
-the three of you continue like this for some time until you are meant to leave for winterfell, alas Robert’s rebellion breaks out and your beloved sister, after robert wins the war, is married off to him
-with her and Jaime both in king’s landing while you remain at Casterly rock with your father, you are miserable
-then, hope emerges in the form of renly baratheon, a man whose interests lie elsewhere but remains in search of a wife
-needless to say, the night you are wed to renly, it is jaime who takes your maidenhead and not your lord husband
-you keep renly’s secrets and he keeps yours
-for example, does anyone need to know the reason the king’s brother’s wife screams from pleasure every night is at the hand of her own brother and sister?
-no, the two of you think not