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DIPPYYYYY, MY LOVE, MY SOULMATE, MY LONG LOST TWIN
“Theon, do you hear that? It sounds like.. it sounds like a fucking idiot.”
Theon nods. “Been lots of those around lately. Think it’s seasonal.”
AND LORD KARSTARK
“I can feel ya’ shiverin, child”
GIRL! THATS US, THIS IS ACTUALLY OUR BABY - I CANT
@cdragons & i were having some thoughts about secondincommand!reader.. specifically how she’d react to robb breaking his oath with the freys… enjoy
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secondincommand!reader who is the glue that holds the war camp together & keeps it running smoothly
secondincommand!reader who is a tiny thing, but don’t let that fool you. she’s often seen dragging 6’0+, 200lb northmen by the ear — giving them a scolding that would make tywin lannister look like a kitten
most problems are laid at her feet, not that robb doesn’t do anything, but the chain of command makes them be brought to her first. she has a knack for fixing things, and sarcasm runs through her veins where blood should be. she has nothing, if not the audacity
tough as nails, and fears only the gods, all the northmen call her doe. they say she’s the long lost daughter of stannis baratheon, stubborn as a mule, she’ll break before she bends
so you can imagine how happy she is when she finds out the king in the north broke his oath and married a nurse. girl bye LMFAO
she gives robb the absolute cold shoulder when she hears the rumors are true. robb and talisa stroll through the camp on their horses, and when reader sees them, she just stands there. theon glances at her stiffness, before she turns around and just walks away.
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robb thought he was going crazy.
she had always been said to hold the camp & northmen together, and now, with her not on his side — he’s finding out how true that really is.
she hasn’t spoken to him since he left & returned with talisa, abandoning his oath with the freys. if he asked her a question during a meeting, she’d answer the lord closest to her as if he had asked her that, instead of robb. she had even resorted to speaking to him through theon, who found it hilarious.
“C’mon, Doe- you have to speak to me sooner or later.”
he’s this close to begging at this point. she merely turns to theon.
“Theon, do you hear that? It sounds like.. it sounds like a fucking idiot.”
theon nods. “Been a lot of those lately. Think it’s seasonal.”
robb runs his hands down his face as they both walk out, and eventually he confides in talisa about it. after all, she is his wife. she approaches her after a meeting, while she’s gathering her things to leave.
“I’m sorry if you’re unhappy with me, I’m only trying to do my best.”
she doesn’t miss a beat. “You’ve only put all our lives in jeopardy and half-way ensured we lose the war. Why should I be unhappy with you?”
she’s surprised by her boldness. talisa swallows thickly. “Feel how you will about me, Robb is your king. You should speak with him soon.”
she turns around, looking at her, brows pinched in faux empathy.
“I’m sorry— I don’t speak with southerners. Gives me the shivers.”
“I’ve been in the North for many moons.”
“How interesting.” she finishes gathering her stuff, walking out of the tent with lord karstark trailing beside her. he leans over to rub her shoulders.
“I can feel ya’ shiverin, child.” they both laugh, walking on.
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her silence was eventually replaced by nonsense, and robb considered letting the lannisters march in here and put him out of his misery.
she had taken to speaking the language of old valyria, for all robb could guess. and the men around him could be none the wiser, theon included.
“Karstark, you’ll lead the vanguard. And Doe, you’ll command the archers.”
“Mememememeh..” she said, rolling her eyes. theon nodded.
“Agreed.”
he thought someone would stop her eventually, but no, he failed to recognize these men adored her. their little doe, a spitfire who could demand their lives & they’d fall on their swords.
“Stew good, Doe?” he asked, walking by the campfire she sat at.
“Ehmememememeh..” she said, shaking her head. the men sat around her only nodded, murmurs of agreement to each other spilling from their lips.
and when she did start talking to robb again (in the common tongue), he almost wished for the silence to return. no he didn’t.
“Glad you’ve started speaking with me again.”
“Tell me, how much speaking will we be doing if Walder Frey decides to behead us?”
he opens his mouth to speak, but she raises a hand.
“If I die because His Grace, King Robb, saw a bit of arse & his cock forgot the oath he swore, I am going to kill you.”
he thought the northern lords were going to burst a blood vessel with how hard they tried to hold in their laughter. in the end, their efforts did not prevail.
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believe it or not, they’re in love with each other. i don’t make the rules (yes i do)
@ghostinvenus i’m sorry if this wasn’t what u had in mind when u asked to be tagged, i promise better things are coming 😭 just couldn’t get secondincommand!reader out of my head omg