#also guys this is fairly darker than my usual you're warned

[janiedean]

fic, jaime/brienne: you said that fusion was the broken heart that's lonely's only thought (nc17)

you said that fusion was the broken heart that's lonely's only thought, jaime/brienne, wwii/apocalypse au, check full warnings on ao3; nc17; 10,3k ca;

In which they're stuck manning a nuclear bunker on the brink of WWIII.

part 26 of my jaime/brienne spitefic countdown to season 8 in which I post fics based on anti j/b anons that have happened throughout the years. enjoy the walk down memory lane from 2013 to today while the final season approaches airs and finishes because at this point I’ll never finish before sunday but hey, WE HAVE SPITEFIC ALSO FOR THE LATTER HALF OF S8! REJOICE!

(yes, this is a second-half-of-8x04-and-8x05-spitefic in disguise. believe me it is.)

[alphi-writes]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Hello! I stumbled upon your blog, and your works are absolutely divine! I was wondering if you're up for an Idia or Rook fic, where the reader is the daughter of one of the teachers/staff; she basically gets spied on by her dad during her date- (I'm not good at conceptualizing so I hope you got the gist of it- Thank you so much and Stay well love! <3)

Ooh this sounds fun! And thank you so much, I'm glad you like my work :) and just for you, I'll write for Idia and Rook! Remember to drink water and stay healthy🌱

☆~Notes: second person POV, fluff ♡~Characters: Idia, Rook ◇~Warnings: none :)

Idia Shroud

"We don't have to go anywhere today, y'know, we could hang out at the dorms tonight?" Idia was currently having a bit of trouble out in the daylight, surrounded by people. It was your duty as Idia's partner to make sure he was comfortable, and so seeing him freeze up like this instantly sent you into parent mode. His hands were clutched close to his chest and he was hiding under the shade of a tree. You could tell that he really didn't want to be out and about when there were so many people, and you were about to reach out for him when he suddenly took a deep breath.

"No, I can, I can deal with this. We always have our, our dates in the dorms so, y'know, we should have one outside too." Idia put on a brave smile, albeit a bit wobbly, before grabbing your hand gently. A large grin grew on your face and heat rose on your cheeks. "Okay, but we can always go back home if you need us to." He nodded at your statement, face burning red from nerves, and slight embarrassment. With his hand in yours, you (gently) pulled Idia around the town. You were quite familiar with the layout of the streets, luckily for the both of you.

"Sooo~, where do you wanna head to first? I think there's a few different hot spots here that we could visit. That street has an arcade, there's an ice cream parlour down that way.." You trailed off, turning to Idia for his input. You were startled to see that he was already looking at you, and when he caught your eyes looking back at his, he turned away quickly, his grip on your hand tightening ever so slightly. "Uhh, the-yea we could go get something to eat first if uh, if you feel up to it?" He stammered, looking everywhere but you while trying, and failing, to conceal the bright red hue on his cheekbones. You'd both agreed to hit up the frozen dessert shop first, seeing as it was hotter than usual and neither of you were too hungry at the moment.

"Here's a question, are you a smoothie kind of guy, or do you prefer ice cream?" You'd had plenty of conversations such as this one with Idia. Innocent little conversations that didn't really go anywhere, but were easy to engage in, and it left room to segue into other conversations. "I don't know... I think I'd go for uhm... frozen yoghurt actually." He lifted his free hand to his chin while he thought, smiling back at you sheepishly. You nodded as you walked through the glass door of the Dessert shop, causing a little bell above the door to ring. The man at the counter smiled, waving the two of you over. There were only a few customers present, and not a lot of noise, and you felt the way Idia relaxed a bit. The air was a bit chilly too, but it was a great relief after being out under the beating sun.

"What can I get for you two?" You ordered fairly quickly, already knowing what you wanted, and waited patiently for Idia. You gave him a few suggestions, seeing as he had never visited this shop before. After a few minutes, both of you now had your frozen desserts in hand and were on your way out of the shop. You were quick to dig into your order, hoping for the cool to spread through your body quickly. As Idia was complimenting the taste of his treat, a shiver ran up your spine, and you were pretty sure it wasn't from your ice cream. You didn't want to scare Idia, so you looked around the street as if you were taking in the sights, looking for the pair of eyes you felt boring into your back.

You almost gasped out loud when your eyes locked on your a pair of glowing yellow eyes hidden beneath a crow's face mask.

Your dad, Dire Crowley, was sitting at a table across the street, staring right at you. Your eyes narrowed and you pursed your lips.

Idia had since then noticed a change in your mood and had followed your line of sight until he spotted Crowley as well. He let out a strangled gasp, his face growing ten shades darker than they were moments ago.

"Y/N, is, is that, your dad is, he, why is Crowley here?" He stumbled over his words, his hand releasing yours in his slight panic.

You huffed, poking your tongue out at Crowley before turning your back to him and grabbing Idia's hand.

"Yea, but it's fine, he'll leave once he realizes he isn't welcome on our date."

Rook Hunt

It was the weekend and due to both you and Rook being busy so often with your dorms and other school-related affairs, you hadn't had any time to meet up for dates. This weekend was the exception, though.

You had met up with Rook the day before, making your plans early so that you would have time to prepare and outfit the night before. You'd also suggested a few different places the two of you would be visiting so you had an idea of where you'd be going, and how long you would be expected to be out. Rook had suggested a few things, like visiting a few different book stores around town, or even just walking around the park for a few hours. The weather was the perfect temperature, a bit on the warmer side but with a light breeze that would keep you from sweating. "I'm sure the book store would have a few new additions, wouldn't you think so, mon amour?" Rook's gloved hand was wrapped tightly around your own, spreading his warmth to you. His arm swung back and forth, taking your arm along with his as you walked down the street. "How long has it been since your last visit? You visit the shop on the plaza often." He nodded, taking in the sights around him. "There are plenty of books in that shop that I've already read, but there are plenty I haven't. That's one of the joys of being young, I have plenty of time to read." You smiled as Rook began droning on about whatever he felt he wanted to speak about. You liked listening to Rook speak. Even if you didn't understand a few of the things he spoke about, it was nice that he could fill the silence whenever he needed to. On top of that, it was cute to see him speak with such passion about the things he liked. He finished his monologue, looking down at you with a smile.

"Aside from your love of poetry, we could also pick up a new roll of film for your camera." Your suggestion caused Rook's eyes to light up.

"Now that is a great idea, mon amour!" He exclaimed, leaning over to place a quick kiss to the top of your hair.

His lips lingered for a moment before he straightened again, a sly smile on his face as he stared past you for a moment before meeting your gaze.

Your eyebrows furrowed, opening your mouth before closing it again and turning towards the area Rook was looking at.

You cringed outwardly when you realized that Rook was looking straight at your dad, Divus Crewel. Your lips curled into a crumbly frown before you took the lead and began pulling Rook away from the area you just stood at.

Rook laughed from his chest, smiling at you in adoration as you weaved your way through a crowd to escape the scrutinizing gaze of your father.

"Afraid of showing me off to your father?" Rook chirped.

"No, but I really don't want to deal with his complaining at home later on."