#Tywin x joanna

[fandomlife-confessions]

[hum-suffer]

"Have you ever wished for another love?" Jaime asks Tywin on one night, particularly bold after wine and the dread of the future war curling in his throat.

Tywin doesn't know why Jaime is asking this, he's never taken a lover, not one that Tywin is aware of. And how Tywin regrets it.

Jaime is the most like Joanna out of everyone born of her womb. Cersi isn't Joanna, she never was and never will be. Cersi is a reflection, a poor one at that. Nothing that made Joanna, Lady Lannister, is ever present in the girl. Her viciousness comes from and it holds her over just like it does him.

The imp isn't anything to Tywin, but the only thing he has of Joanna is the way he holds his quill, having learnt it from Tywin by watching him. Tywin himself learnt it from Joanna; she held the quill using all but her pinky finger and he had found it ridiculous. Ridiculous enough to learn how to write like that, just to mock her.

The habit overtook his hand when she died. It was the same way he wrote the first missive to her father, informing him that she had died. He never stopped.

Jaime is...more. Jaime is more Joanna than anyone else.

His eyes are the same shade, as are Cersi's, but hers aren't animated. Jamie's eyes are the same shade of seafoam as Joanna's were when the sun hits them. Jaime has the enjoyment of life in him that Joanna did; the confidence that he excluded that was often childish and cocky, his habit of being unable to sit still for more than ten minutes.

Jaime still has love in his heart, still has hope bursting in his chest. Jaime still loves that imp, enough that the monster's first word was the name of his elder brother. Jaime still loves Cersi, enough that he decided to keep the white so he could look out for her in Robert's years. Oh, Tywin has known of this. Jaime hates the bloody white cloak and how it tainted him, it is laughably obvious. Jaime could have spent the rest of his years being the heir of the most prosperous Kingdom of the continent but chose not to, for Cersi. Jaime lied to his Maester about his inability to read correctly so he could spend time with Tywin, with an excuse.

Tywin remembers those days, days immediately after Joanna's death. Tywin knows. Jaime pretended often to not understand the words, but he had a tick that he'd inherited from Kevan, his bottom lip jutted out for a beat before he pursed his lips and pretended to look upset.

Kevan and Jaime both do that, even today.

He acknowledges the truth to himself. Out of all of his children, he has only ever loved Jaime. His son, holding onto the love of family and the respect of legacy and the importance of good decisions. His son, covered in blood and sitting on the Iron Throne, standing up because Tywin gestured him to. Giving up the Throne and the nation with one side eye from his father, because Jaime knew he wouldn't be able to handle the continent and the power wasn't in the throne away. Jaime, earning a debt from the new King even before the coronation.

Jaime, who smiled when Tywin ordered the Maester to look at his wounds as soon as they made it on the road to Casterly Rock. Jaime, who didn't scream even though he was wrapped in bandages to cure several burns on his body.

His son, who woke up in the middle of the night to see Tywin sitting beside him and writing and reading in the light of a single candle. Jaime, who held his father's wrist under the table for several meals and often brushed his finger against Tywin's pulse, as if reassuring himself that Tywin was alive.

Jaime, for whom Tywin left himself to be ordered around. Jaime, for whom Tywin would set the world afire.

"No," Tywin says,"I never had the time to."

Family didn't end with Joanna, Tywin feels, but it will end with Jaime. The only one who can love in this cursed family, the one who will leave the records of Casterly Rock more golden than even Tywin, because his history will be less cruel than what Tywin has written for himself.

He feels only pride when he looks at Jaime, even if he knows his son can be a fool for love. He feels regret, Cersi won't leave King's Landing, for she is addicted to the power, and Jaime will never leave her alone in that shit of a city.

Jaime will live in that hell and never again go home, all for his love.

He aborts the thought. A war requires them. He needs to leave.

"Jaime," he says as he stands up, pushing his hand against his son's warm cheek and making him look at Tywin. "You're a Lannister, and you will act like it. Tomorrow, you'll face this brat of a Stark, and you'll come back again. Make sure to kill him."

[girl-intrigued]

Tywin Lannister 🤝🏻 Otto Hightower

Hands of the King who have lost their wives and marry their daughters to the King and plans to have their grandson on the throne which accidentally or not so accidentally starts a civil war and kills their said grandson and even other grandchildren.

[rosieofcorona]

7 snippets, 7 mutuals

shoutouttttt to the inimitable @rowanisawriter for the tag!! what a delight. :)

tagging…@eelqueen, @lewdisescariot, @collegeoflore, @broscahawke, @kcwriter-blog, @galacticgraffiti, anddddd anyone else who wants to participate!! (as always, no pressure to those tagged <3)

1. Untitled Solavellan story

In his bliss he defaults to his mother tongue, pressing soft sounds to her skin with every kiss.

Emma sa’lath, he says, and ar lath ma, and bellanaris, and there are older, more intricate words she does not know, yet understands. 

In the end, they all mean the same thing: I love you, I love you.

2. Ortolan (an Ascended Astarion/ Spawn Tav story)

She finds the kitchen and the larder and the buttery standing useless– though the rats, if they could speak, might disagree.

They’re busy gnawing at the stock of moldy scraps still in the pantry, hardly minding her approach until she’s on them. When they scatter, her eyes track them like a hunter, like an animal, an instinct she’s developed since her death.

She is stronger, swifter, sharper– as Astarion had promised– but there is violence softly shimmering beneath. She wants to tear at something, always, wants to follow something home. She wants to bite down hard enough to make her jaw ache.

3. Devotion (a Gale/ Tav story)

“I never was one for piety,” she says. In the low light her eyes glint like something sinful, something wicked, a knife in the dark. “So what now? Shall I beg forgiveness?”

Gale snorts. “Now that, I’d love to see.” 

But she’s not laughing. She flicks those sharp eyes up to his and gods, it’s thrilling, how she pins him where he stands with just a look. 

“On my knees, then?”

4. Colorless, Tasteless (a Lestat/ OFC story)

Lestat had been inside her too, but he was in her blood, and she in his. Even now she could feel him there, somehow, his essence pulsing through her body; she could taste him on her tongue and in her throat. The sensation was euphoric and all-encompassing, incomparable to anything this man, or any man alive could make her feel.

“Tu as si froid,” Henri was whispering. His pace had quickened, and he was fucking into her roughly now, his hands pressing hard into her hips. “Si froid.” 

Some nights, before sunrise, Lestat would run his fingers through her hair and read to her in his native French until she fell asleep. She would practice while he was away, and when he came home he would drill her on words and phrases and kiss her any time she made a mistake. This meant that the learning was deliberately slow, but there were words she couldn’t forget, no matter how hard she tried.  Si froid, she thought. So cold.

5. Untitled Durgetash story

“Poison, was it? Isn’t that a little trite?”

She looks almost offended. “Not just any poison,” she scowls. “This one is delicate. Expensive. Liquifies the inside while the outside stays intact.”

She creeps closer with every word and finally crawls into his lap, close enough that he can smell her, a mix of iron and oleander. It makes him want to spread and pin her like a butterfly under glass. 

“Still,” he sighs. “I thought I was special.” 

“Oh, you are. It is a compliment that I want this pretty face of yours unmarred.”

6. Eastport (a Kendall/ Rava story)

“Can I come in?” Kendall asks. The circles around his eyes are as dark as Rava's ever seen them. “Please.” 

“It’s late, honey.” 

“I know,” he nods, “And I get that, it’s just that I’m fucking, like, wet and freezing, and I’m–” “Are you high?” The question, offered gently, still makes Kendall bristle.  “I’m good.” “That’s not what I asked.” He looks at her hard, half-stubborn, half-pleading. “I’m good.”

7. Nameday (simultaneously a Tyrion/ Tywin & Joanna story, told in multiple timelines)

Come midnight, Tywin can no longer bear her suffering. 

“Is there nothing you can do?” he hisses, once he is beyond Joanna’s hearing. 

The maester is up to his elbows in hot water. He scours himself of her blood and Tywin watches it darken the basin, first pink, and then red, and then black. “I assure you, my lord, I am doing everything that can be done.”

Tywin sees he is exhausted, too. The elder man’s skin is flushed and beaded with sweat, the chain around his neck suddenly too large and too heavy for his frame. Creylen hesitates a moment before speaking again, weighing the consequences of what he is about to say.

“Her condition is very grave," he says finally, cautiously. "And I fear for the child–”

Tywin holds up a hand.

“The child is not my concern. If you can only save one…” He glances to the bed across the room, where Joanna lies dying. Creylen understands.

[navree]

I'd love to hear about your thoughts on Tywin x Joanna!

So like I said, someone once compared Tywin and Joanna to two historical figures who were married that I like a lot (Philippe le Bel and Jeanne of Navarre my absolute beloveds, no one was doing it like you do, Hollywood needs to scrap all their bullshit MQOS treatments and let me do something about Jeanne cuz she did it first and did it better) so I was already predisposed to like them. But they just tickle me.

As a Tywin enjoyer, the fact that she's one of those select few that got through his layers of Asshole, as well as being the only one who wasn't immediate family (since the only others Tywin shows genuine affection and love for are his siblings) bears merit. Especially when you add in Tywin's misogyny and his general disdain for people who aren't him, Joanna, a woman who is bound to him through marriage and a lesser blood relation, worming past the walls that have been in place for so long is fascinating. I think it speaks to a definite intelligence and shrewdness on her part, since I don't think Tywin can really interact with people who aren't on his intellectual level. He doesn't have time for people he considers lesser in any respect, so Joanna was obviously able to keep up, likely in administration based on her role as the Lady of Casterly Rock. I think that's also what helped her push past his defenses, because Tywin's defenses exist for a very specific reason. Some of it is just who he is as a person, yes, but Tywin was very intimately shaped by what he viewed as his father's failings, and developed a lot of his traits in order to be a stark opposite to Tytos, which doesn't breed someone who is going to open his heart to anyone at all, least of all a wife. But they managed to forge a partnership, and a genuine connection, in spite of Tywin's myriad issues.

The love between them was real, and it was true, and considering who Tywin is, that's fascinating. There was an actual and genuine affection between them, a love that we might expect to see from a much softer and more openly affectionate character that eminates from Tywin fucking Lannister. And the fact that he did consider Joanna as much an equal as he could, within the confines of Westerosi gender roles and his own sexism, that she held such an influence over him and his home (a home he fought so hard to restore to glory after Tytos and clearly valued more than almost any actual person) does hold a significant amount of weight. It's kind of like a dark mirror to Ned and Catelyn, in a way. Ned clearly values Catelyn as not just a lover and romantic interest, but also as a partner with equal value and stake in the marriage and in his life, which appears to be how Tywin felt about Joanna, and with that we can assume that Catelyn's devotion to Ned could be mirrored with Joanna having a similar devotion to Tywin. But whereas Ned clearly pulled rank on Catelyn a few times (especially where Jon was concerned) it doesn't seem like Tywin ever did it with Joanna, though I think that was also part of Joanna shrewdness in that she intrinsically knew to keep to "her role" and not necessarily try to counsel Tywin on things regarding, like, statecraft unless he specifically asked. It's kind of like that post about how a villain's love is always gonna be more intense and all encompassing because villainy operates in extremes in a way heroism cannot, Tywin being the kind of person that he is offers a far more encompassing and devoted love as well, provided he considers you worthy of it, which Joanna was (and is part of why he reacted so strongly when she died).

This is all very disjointed because I don't actively think of these two a lot, but their relationship says a lot about who they were as people, both for Tywin and for Joanna (tho it is a shame we have to rely so much on her husband to know about her, George stop killing mothers challenge). It was clearly mutual and very loving, and clearly as close to a relationship between equals as could happen in Westeros,a dn certainly to someone like Tywin. And I love them. Hate that both Joanna and Jeanne had to predecease their icy husbands by so many years, it's tragic.

[gotincestolympics]

[the-queen-who-should-have-been]

Tywin Lannister x Joanna Lannister

[inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800]

Argument: the three lion's wives

Aerys II's eagerness to obtain more children causes the call of sorcerers and wizards of Essos for the concern of his sister wife Rhaella. After several miscarriages and the king's growing madness, he has decided on a drastic decision: to sacrifice his wife's womb for what do you know what? Meanwhile, Daenerys, the youngest Targaryen, worried about the state of her dearest sister, has arrived in King's Landing, but not alone, but accompanied by the young Tywin Lannister and his fiancée, Joanna. Together, they will discover the dragon's rebirth…no.

The Lannister rebirth.

[teapartywithmadhatter]

Golds and Glisters;

Chapter 4: From The Underworld

Tyrion, –the son Tywin abhors and feels guilty about the most,– kills his father without giving him the courtesy of leaving the world gracefully. Now Lord Tywin Lannister has been given a second chance to get back unto the past and to right his wrongs, but this is not the chance he craves for all that glisters is not gold. Warn:Won't be a Tyrion! Sorry!

Chapter 4: From The Underworld

Tywin asks for his resignation, but it does not go as he desires…

[aphroditelovesu]

Um, hello there. I just wanted to ask, can you write yandere headcanons of House Lannister? I just read that you can, but if not then I’m sorry and you can skip it anyway. But if you can then it’ll be wonderful

2nd request: ''Hi, umm… I know that you’re probably busy with requests and asks, but um can you write Yandere platonic Lannisters with the Reader? If you can of course'' - send by Anon.

"Hear Me Roar." — House Lannister.

❝ 🦁— lady l: I'm sorry for the delay but I think you're used to it, right? Lol, I really apologize. These last few months have been absolute madness and my grandfather is sick, my father too and everything is out of control. Anyway, I hope you like these headcanons!

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, mention of death by fire, threats and implied murder.

❝🦁pairing: yandere platonic!house lannister x gender neutral!reader.

None of this was planned or thought through. Just happened. Your introduction to House Lannister just…happened. Some would say you were lucky, others that you were cursed to have to deal with this family, but none of that really mattered. It didn't matter because you're with them and they won't let you.

Contrary to what many people think, your family was already close in the right measure to the Lannisters, your family was from a House Vassal of the Lannisters so you already had a connection, but it wasn't really strong or similar to what it became in the next few years. Your mother was a close friend of Joanna's and both of them shared the pregnancy, you grew up alongside the twins and that was something that solidified the bond between the three of you.

You, Cersei and Jamie were inseparable. Though Tywin was initially apprehensive about this relationship, Joanna eased her husband's concerns by demonstrating how much she adored you too. It was quite common to see the three of you playing together at Casterly Rock for everyone's amusement. The three of you were never apart, and Cersei sulked when she was forced to say goodbye to you. She hated it.

Tywin was never really close to you, it wasn't because he had anything against you or anything, he was just distant. But that all changed when tragedy struck your family and you were forced to flee to the protection of the Lannisters. Your parents had apparently insulted the Mad King and, as a form of punishment, he had given orders to burn your family. You were the only one to survive because you were protected by Tywin and Joanna. They were your family now. Whether you want to or not.

Cersei was over the moon when she heard you were her sibiling now. And Jamie couldn't be happier to finally have you with them, really with them. Joanna didn't mind, she was happy and she really adored you and was quick to refer to you as hers, Tywin tried to be rational and the voice of reason saying you'd just stay with them until everything worked out, but nothing would work out, not after he became as obsessed with you as the rest of your family.

Joanna was a loving and very kind mother, she absolutely adored you and spoiled you in spades. You were allowed to do whatever you wanted and get away with no punishment. She tried to fight her growing obsession, she really tried out of consideration for her late friend but when you called her ''mother'' for the first time, there was no going back. You were hers from that moment on. She loves spending time with you, reading or doing whatever you like.

Tywin was an authoritative figure and that has never changed over the years, he has only the best for you in mind and that's why he is so strict, but he has a soft side that shows only to his wife and you. He tries to be as tough as his wife doesn't even try, but he will always give in to you. Especially if you look at him with tears in your eyes, his heart melts right there and he does what you ask on the spot. Just like Joanna, you can get away with whatever you do because to him you could never do wrong. You were perfect, and anyone who dared to disagree would find it no good to cross Tywin Lannister.

Jamie is the quietest of his family, he is the understanding brother with your feelings and is always there to protect and take care of you. He is the most protective of his family and he is very suspicious of anyone who tries to get too close to you. He will get into fights for you, feeling proud and triumphant when he gets your support during a fight. Jamie adores you so much, you're the closest thing to an understanding brother he's ever had and he'd be damned if he let anyone take you away. You were a Lannister and always would be.

Cersei is the most possessive and greedy of her family, she will do anything to get your attention and will fly into a rage if she doesn't get it. She hates sharing you with anyone other than her and her twin brother. Cersei might even see you as she sees Jamie, as an extension of herself and not really a person. Like a possession. Something that belongs to her and she's not the type to share. She loves spending time with you, talking, gossiping or just enjoying your company.

The whole family was happy, everyone adored you and you adored them. Everything was perfect. Tywin and Joanna were your loving parents and Cersei and Jamie your mischievous and clingy siblings. Everything was perfect like it's never been before. Until Joanna got pregnant again. Everyone was happy about her pregnancy, including you who were longing for a younger sibling. Cersei wasn't really happy about it all, seeing as you seemed to spend more time with mom than with her because of the pregnancy. Jamie had no problem with that, not like her sister, and just enjoyed this period of Joanna's life.

When the day of delivery finally came, it was difficult and painful, you were there the whole time and you saw Joanna Lannister die. Your mother. It was as if your world had collapsed, not just yours, but Tywin and the twins' as well. You welcomed with joy Tyrion, but your father and sibilings did not. They rejected him, treating him like nothing and blaming him for Joanna's death. During the long period of mourning, you were the only company Tywin sought out. You tried to comfort him and seek solace for yourself, you were the only one to witness the Lord of Casterly Rock's vulnerability.

You were Tyrion's only constant companion as he grew up, constantly despised by his family and those around him for being a dwarf, he clung to you more and more. You were the only person who really cared for him, the one who convinced Tywin and Cersei to act with a modicum of decency around Tyrion, at least while you're around.

Tyrion is the most abrasive of his family regarding his obsession with you, he knows very well that his feelings are wrong, to say the least, but he tries to control as much as he can, although he can't help but be so attached to you. He craves your attention and approval as he grows up and even as an adult that hasn't changed. He wants your approval, if he can't get it from his father then he wants his. He is very kind to you, but he is still a Lannister, and may the Seven have mercy on anyone who dares to harm you, for Tyrion would be sure to ruin them utterly.

All Lannisters are obsessed with you in their own way and have their own infighting, Tywin and Cersei want to keep you away from Tyrion as they are sure Tyrion will be your undoing, Jamie is happy to see that you care too about your brother and he makes sure you spend your days with him and Tyrion, much to the chagrin of your father and sister. They all fight each other and wouldn't mind killing each other to have you. But everything changes when there is a threat against you and they all quickly join together to get rid of that threat quickly and painfully. May the Seven forbid anything to happen to you, for you can be sure the whole family would go wild and most likely blame each other.

There are rumors that Tywin supported Robert Baratheon because of a personal revenge, some say it was because of what the Mad King did for your dead family, others say it's because Rhaegar insulted him. Rhaegar insulted him by wanting to take you as his spouse instead of Cersei, and Tywin could not allow that. He would not allow his beloved child to be taken from him. And Cersei agreed with that completely, she didn't want you to marry and leave her, Jamie didn't seem to mind too much but he doesn't like the idea of being taken away from you, as long as you were happy he would be fine. Tyrion is the most selfless and says that if you ever want to marry, he will support you, as long as it is someone he has highly valued. You are a Lannister and therefore you must have only the best and your family will ensure that. They promise you.

[reddishwork]

Chapter 48 is up after sixteen years or however long its been (a week)

Everytime I post a chapter I think to myself 'this my worst writing yet'. Every. Single. Time. Does anyone please do that? Please let me know. I always just hope the vibes make the story worthwhile, but self-doubt really cripples me

That won't stop me from writing though clearly as I am deep into the first part of my Tywin x Joanna fic. The early years of Aerys are actually so interesting to explore and we also get the era of Tywin murdering his father's vassals for not repaying debts so we get to see a really great awakening to villianhood for him. Also, the Lannisters were messsyyy

[selkiewife]

with sunlight in her hair

Lady Joanna was said to have been beautiful, with sunlight in her hair. As a child, Tyrion used to dream that had his mother lived, she would have loved him. But Tyrion never dreamed of his mother anymore. Doubtless she would have been as repulsed by him as his father was. And so I killed her he thought, so that she wouldn’t hate me.  But Tywin Lannister always paid his debts and the murder of his wife was one he did not take lightly. He laid in wait and bided his time. I took his wife, so he took mine. 

[girl-intrigued]

The thing about ships who look like one of the parent pair is that you can use their fanart for the children .

For example : you can use any ned x catelyn fanart for job x sansa , also any Tywin x Joanna fanart can be viewed as Cersei x Jamie Lannister. It's kind of cute !!!!

[rosieofcorona]

songfic tag game

thank you to the legendary @rowanisawriter for the tag!! as a chronic playlister, this lil tag game was so delightful to me. 🙂

ended up doing five fics, so i’ll tag @lewdisescariot, @eelqueen, @lavenderfluorite14, @kcwriter-blog, and @galacticgraffiti (as always, no pressure 💕) 

Rules: Pick a song to accompany each of your fics or as many as you like. This might be the fic's inspiration or just pure vibes that you'd like to share with readers. Tag as many people as fics you feature (or do as you please!)

the merling queen: some pre-asoiaf scenes of cersei’s relationship with her lady mother. a little bitter, a little sweet. 

new york, i love you, but you’re bringing me down: a(n unfinished) kendall and reader story. experimental. smutty with a side of melancholy. 

all we do not say: gale and tav in the underdark. a bit of sentimentality, a bunch of yearning (my specialty). 

any man’s bride: pre-asoiaf tywin and joanna lannister. joanna is matched with another suitor. tywin won’t allow it. 

a light to break all shadows: halsin and tav in the shadowlands. nightmares, comfort, more yearning. the usual.

[chic-beyond-the-wall]

What Queen Cersei Lannister would wear

(Iris Van Herpen, Fall 2019)

[fromtheboundlesssea]

No King At All Chapter 93

Celia XXXXVII (274 AC)