#background robbcella

[winterrose527]

Prologue

“Jonathan you can’t sit on my lap while I’m driving!,” Bobby cried. 

“But you’re just so delicious! I’m just in love with this…,” Jonathan protested, making the other guys laugh. 

“It feels like a good time for a intro,” Antoni piped in from the back, his trademark wide smile alight with wonder. 

“Yassss okay, oh my god girls YUM, what even is this?,” Jonathan squealed excitedly.

“Tell us we are dying back here!,” Karamo protested. 

“Okay our goddess divine is Jon Snow, he is 29, lives in Winterfell, Vermont, could you just die? His best friend’s wife Ella signed him up. Oh my god she is just too cute she made us a video!”

“Hello Fab Five! I’m nominating our best friend Jon. He is always there for me and my husband and our family, including our little son Ned who thinks his Uncle Jon is god’s personal gift to him. His mentor and surrogate father-slash-boss passed away recently and Jon has taken over the business and between that and helping out in our little community (My husband Robb is the mayor and -well anyone I’ll tell you all that later) he never finds time for himself. It’s been a while since his last relationship and as good and smart and handsome as he is, he never dates anyone who treats him well. I think it’s his confidence, and no matter what I say it doesn’t make a bit of difference. So what do you say Fab Five? Can you show our hero how special he is?”

“Okay well we are keeping her forever,” Karamo stated definitively.

“What a sweet, sweet girl, she clearly cares about him so much and really worries for him…,” Antoni surmised.

“He seems to be using all of his positivity and energy taking care of other people, and what we need him to do is really take care of himself,” Bobby noted.

“YAAAASSS, and failing that we need him to take. Care. Of. Me. I mean Daddy,” Jonathan said and finally tilted the screen so the other guys could see him. 

After they resuscitated Tan everything was fine…

[ao3feed-tywin]

In Their Nature

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by WinterRose527

*Looks at you sheepishly from behind other WIPs* Heyyyyyyyy, so here's the thing...

A number of people recently have asked me about more Joncella fics, and I've also been down a bit of a canon divergent kick with my current Robbcella one, so here we are. You'll hear more about the exact political landscape through the story, but below is the crux: -Rhaegar married Lyanna but it was a polygamy situation, not an annulment, so Aegon is still the heir -Both Lyanna and Elia are dead, but I like to think they are happy that they no longer have to put up with Rhaegar's bullshit -Rhaegar won the war and the Baratheon's were totally wiped out, however in spite of them siding with the Baratheon's, because of the connection to Lyanna and because of who they are, the Starks were not -Cersei was married to Baelor Hightower and had Joffrey, Myrcella and Tormund -Cersei and Baelor are both dead and Myrcella was raised by Tywin and a bit by Jaime

I repeat that this is mostly anti-Targ. Also if you are new to my writing, I always focus more on the story than I do on the facts, so please don't detail check me or tell me things aren't realistic. I know, but I'm here to have fun so please be kind.

Words: 2720, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Jon Snow, Myrcella Baratheon, Rhaegar Targaryen, Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia), Tywin Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Arthur Dayne, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Myrcella Baratheon/Jon Snow, Jon Snow & Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia) & Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia), Jon Snow & Rhaegar Targaryen, Arthur Dayne & Jon Snow, Myrcella Baratheon & Jaime Lannister, Myrcella Baratheon & Tywin Lannister, Minor or Background Relationship(s), like very very very minor - Relationship, Mostly just mentioned - Relationship, In Passing - Relationship, Robb Stark/Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia), Sansa Stark/Willas Tyrell, Daenerys Targaryen/Viserys Targaryen, Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia)/Daenerys Targaryen, Lyanna Stark/Rhaegar Targaryen, Elia Martell/Rhaegar Targaryen, those are both past though

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Rhaegar Targaryen Lives, Rhaegar Targaryen Bashing, the Targaryens won, but this is not a pro targ fic, and most of them will be depicted as assholes, so please do not read this and then get upset with the way I depict them because I'm warning you, Jon Snow is a Targaryen, officially known as jaehaerys, but he goes by Jon, Fluff, Politics, court conspiring, Mutual Pining, Jon snow is so hot, myrcella is so sweet, Crack Relationships, this will mostly focus on them and their sweet relationship, with politics going on around them, so really only be here if you like a little drama, and fluff, and then obviously prob some smut, but like please don't expect this to be loyal to canon or super specific, because that's just not me, rhaegar married lyanna but didn't annul his marriage to elia

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[anniebibananie]

So I love If I Could Rewrite The History and I Fear No Fate (For You Are My Fate, My Sweet) by vixleonard and I was wondering if you had any recommendations for other robcella fics? I didn’t even think of them together until I read If I Could Rewrite The History and now they’re one of my favorite ships.

Thank you for reading my fic, and I’m so glad I could help turn you onto them as a ship!! Also sorry for taking a week to reply to tihs. 

I honestly don’t have a bunch of robbcella recs! Besides I Fear No Fate another popular one I enjoy is heliotrope by sharkygal. There’s also some really cute robbcella moments in just add water which is a h2o mermaids au. Most of the robbcella I’ve actually read just ended up being background stuff in fics which is sad because they deserve mooooore. 

But anyways, thanks for the ask!! Sorry I didn’t have better answers for you :\

[helookedupgrinninglikeadevil]

Saw someone give a bit of background of their choices and that seems like a great way to show y’all why these are the best choices to vote on! Threw in a bit of my head cannons concerning the concepts as well.

1. Robbcella: Sweet as sunshine Myrcella and charming doofus Robb have major fluff energy. He’s been gazing at her for the entire semester in hopes of catching her eye but after that time that she accidentally fell in his lap, she refuses to look at the adorable boy sitting across from her. While Robb bemoans missing the love of his life to his family and friends, Myrcella listens to her sorority sister, Sansa, make plans to find her favorite brother’s missed connection when they return from winter break.

2. Rickeen: My wild wolf pup, Rickon, just wants to see one of Miss Shireen’s sweet smiles that she usually reserves for Davos, the best bootlegger on Stannis Baratheon’s payroll. I adore how Rickeen is portrayed to balance each other out; his wildness is tempered by her sense and she feels freer with him.

3. Nedsei: Look, they’re HOT. What more do you want? I can see them angry banging on a desk. The sexual tension as they face off in court. Also I can’t ship Myrcella with anybody but Robb, so I don’t wanna see her and Bran.

4. Dicksa: If you can’t have the soft ship, Podsa, sailing, then the sexy elegance of Sansa and Dickon is a perfect substitute. Sipping on champagne while snarking about how people need to stop being so invested in their “love life”. She may be the only single Stark left but that doesn’t mean that Sansa needs a man, even if Dickon Tarly has made her smile more tonight than she has in years. (The high society wedding they’re in is obviously Robb and Myrcella’s bc Cersei Lannister insisted on nothing but the best for her daughter.)

@anniebibananie here’s my choices! Hope y’all are gonna vote for these great options!! Honorable mentions for Dicksa and Arya x Tommen.

[ao3feed-theonsa]

Let Love Take You By The Hand

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by anniebibananie (alindy)

Eight years ago Sansa and Theon made a pact to marry if they were still single when they hit thirty. On Theon’s thirtieth birthday, Sansa attempts to make good on the promise. Everything that follows gets… complicated.

Words: 9137, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Theon Greyjoy, Sansa Stark, Robb Stark, Arya Stark, Gendry Waters, Margaery Tyrell, Myrcella Baratheon, Yara Greyjoy, Daenerys Targaryen

Relationships: Theon Greyjoy/Sansa Stark

Additional Tags: Modern Era, platonic marriage, they're so dumb, Legit So Dumb, marriage pact, Text Messages, Background Robbcella, Background Yara and Dany, Background Gendrya

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[winterrose527]

spider in the bathroom

robbcella

“What do you guys want to do?” he asked.

Ghost and Grey Wind blinked at him, the latter sticking his tongue out for good measure.

“I thought of the last thing… and we’re out of bacon,” he told them. 

This was officially pathetic. He was officially pathetic. 

He was sitting at home alone on a Saturday night with his dog and his best friend’s dog, because his best friend was on a romantic weekend away… with his little sister. It wasn’t like he wasn’t happy for Jon and Sansa, he was. Their relationship was a long time coming and they both deserved happiness and blah blah blah, but it was sort of annoying that the fact that she was dating Jon meant that she got first dibs on his time. And second dibs, actually. He was afraid to ask who got third. 

His family had always joked that him and Jon were codependent and they’d laughed along mostly because Theon got pissed about it because they weren’t even a little dependent on him, but he hadn’t realized it was kind of true until suddenly Jon just wasn’t there. He had other friends, lots of them actually, but ugh they were all so lame compared to Jon. They talked so much. Not like Jon. No, Jon said little enough that you had to routinely check to make sure that he hadn’t frozen like a computer screen, only to say something that was so spot on that it freaked you out.

He was perfect. 

Not that he missed him or anything. Obviously. 

The dogs’ ears perked and his head perked and faced the door and then all of a sudden there was a knock on it. He was kind of deflated because considering that Jon lived here and had a key he wouldn’t knock. The dogs hopped up though so he did the same. 

He opened the door and – “Holy shit.” 

In that moment, if he’d been asked to identify Jon Snow out of a line-up of ONE he wouldn’t have been able to. 

He’d seen porn that started like this. He’d had dreams of exactly this. 

Myrcella Penelope Baratheon, at his door, dressed only in a fluffy towel. 

“Can I use your shower?” she asked. 

“Uhhhh,” he offered smoothly. “Why?”

WHY?! 

Why are you such an idiot is a reasonable question. Why Myrcella PENELOPE Baratheon wants to use your shower is of no consequence. She can use anything of yours she wants. YOU KNOW THAT. 

He’d been on his own too long. He was definitely getting weird. But he’d been in solitary confinement for almost five hours, so it wasn’t like he hadn’t put up a good fight. 

To his surprise though, she was blushing like she was the one who had lost it. He loved it when she blushed. It turned those perfect cheekbones the sweetest pink, her pale eyes widening.

“There’s a spider in mine,” she explained. “And Chatty is being spiteful and won’t hunt it for me even though I know he loves to hunt. It’s his second favorite thing.” 

She was so fucking cute.

“What did you do to Chatty?” he asked, not that her cat needed a reason for chaos, but usually he reserved that for lesser beings like him, not Myrcella, his beloved. 

She sighed, “Well nothing all that terrible or anything, actually, it’s just that Lady misses Sansa so I’ve been giving her extra attention and he’s such a boy about it.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked.

She rolled her eyes, “It means that boys are needy.” 

“We are not,” Robb said, “I’m not needy.” 

“You’ve texted Jon twelve times!” Myrcella told him.

“What did you bug my phone?’ he asked. 

“No, Sansa told me,” Myrcella said. 

He crossed his arms, “And when did she do that?” 

“When she called me when they got to the hotel,” Myrcella answered. 

“And why did she do that?” he asked. 

Myrcella bit her lip, looking away from him, “Because I asked her to.” 

“Ha!” he pointed at her. “Needy.” 

“Concerned,” she said. “It’s a long drive.”

“It’s a half hour outside the city,” he corrected.

“And yet you managed to text Jon twelve times by the time they got there!” she reasoned. Then whimpered his name in the way he’d imagined so many times, “Robbbb are you going to let me in or have you forgotten that I’m standing in the hallway in my towel?” 

He had not forgotten that. He’d been ignoring that fact so as not to embarrass himself further, but he had definitely not forgotten it. 

“Do you um want me to kill it for you?” he asked. 

“Oh, would you?” she asked. A smile overtook her face, “Really.” 

Anything.

“Why not?” he asked.

How’s that for not being needy, MYRCELLA?

He tried to close the door but Ghost and Grey Wind wedged themselves in between it. 

“I uh… guess they’re coming…” he said.

She smirked, “Needy boys.” 

“Says the girl who can’t kill a spider on her own,” he dangled, regretting it instantly in case she chose to do just that just to prove a point.

“Mine is a gentle spirit,” she told him primly. And then shuddered, “And they’re gross.” 

He smirked and followed her down the hall, wishing her towel was just a little smaller, it covered too much of her thighs. She was just so teeny. It was probably a hand towel.

She let them into her apartment and Chatty took one look at Ghost and Grey Wind and promptly retreated into Myrcella’s bedroom, all but slamming the door behind him. 

“Okay, let’s see about this,” he said as Myrcella closed the door. He turned back to look at her, “Now if I’m not back in ten minutes… tell Jon I love him.” 

She giggled, “Deal.”

He went into the bathroom. The dimly lit bathroom. That had candles along the tub. And bubbles in it. 

Odd.

He looked around, even getting down on his hands and knees – fuck how much do these girls shed? – but didn’t see anything.

Standing up he saw her phone on the counter and grabbed it to use the flashlight feature. When he clicked on it though, a preview of Sansa’s text showed up. It said don’t be a baby, just do it.

Once again he looked around the bathroom, less for the spider and more for evidence.

Mood lighting? Check. Candles? Check. Bubbles?

“Myrcella can you come in here, please?” he called.

“Is it dead?” she asked oh so hopefully as she peered in the bathroom, clutching that fluffy towel to her body. 

“Is what dead?” he asked, “Oh… the spider… right… no I couldn’t find it.” 

She glanced at him with wide eyes and looked around, stepping into the bathroom, “Are you sure?” 

“It’s gone,” he stroked her arm, and then pulled her closer, “If it was even here at all.” 

She pulled away from him, “What are you talking about? I didn’t imagine it.” 

He smirked, “Myrcella, it’s okay. Look this is cute and all but you don’t really need the whole show, I want this too.” 

“Well good…,” she shook her head, “Let’s find it.” 

With that she pulled away from him entirely and turned and looked on the far wall. 

“Wait…,” he said, “There is actually a spider?” 

“What does that even mean?” she asked.

“I uh… Sansa texted… and uh… bubbles,” he offered by way of explanation.

“What?” she asked. 

“I… fuck, okay um… I thought maybe you were… seducing me,” he offered. “Which obviously you’re not because you wouldn’t but the spider story and the bubbles and Sansa’s text I don’t know! Isolation has made me crazy.” 

She giggled and held out her hand. He put her phone in it.

She read the text and shook her head, “She was telling me to kill the spider not to seduce her older brother in a towel like I was in some bad porno.” 

“Right,” he nodded, “That uh actually makes more sense.” He clapped his hands together, “So let’s find that spider!” 

“Wait,” she said. 

He looked around, “Do you see it?” 

“Just starting to,” she said. That was sort of a weird response so he turned back to look at her and saw that she was smiling slightly, her eyes shining at him. “You said…you too.” 

“What?” he clarified.

She shook her head, “When you thought I was seducing you… you said you wanted it too.”

“Oh,” he nodded. “That happened.” 

“Is that true?” she asked, “Or um… did you just like… see an opportunity?” 

Maybe it was the candles, or the fact that she was standing there in that little towel, or maybe, really, actually, it was just the fact that he had never seen Jon as happy as he had been ever since he’d finally just gotten over himself and told Sansa how he felt. 

“I uh… saw it as a chance…” he admitted, “To get what I’ve wanted for a really long time without risking losing one of my best friends on a full blown confession.” 

She stepped closer to him, “You’d never lose me.” And smiled, “And I like full blown confessions.” 

“Myrcella I-“ he started.

But she was standing on her tiptoes, a smile on her face as she tilted her face up to his, “I want this too.” 

Their lips touched and her breath caught and then he was wrapping her in his arms, kissing her more and more and more. He was holding her so tightly that it took him a moment to realize she was trying to lift his shirt.

“Really?” he asked.

She grinned, “Well there’s no reason to waste a perfectly good bubble bath… is there?” 

He pulled the towel off of her, letting it drop to the ground, his hands wandering over her perfect smooth skin. She pulled off his shirt and then pulled his sweats down and then they were both naked and were eagerly getting into the tub, slipping and sliding and laughing all the while. 

Finally they got in, and they got settled. He had his back to the edge of the tub and he had her legs pulled over his. She had bubbles all over her and looked beautiful and pleased with herself.

“I’m still not entirely convinced this wasn’t a ruse,” he told her.

She raised an eyebrow, “Oh no? Don’t believe there was a spider?” 

“Nope,” he shook his head.

Her nose scrunched adorably and she tilted her head to the side, “Then would now be a bad time to tell you it’s on your neck?”

[winterrose527]

More Ways than That: Chapter 9

[winterrose527]

Chapter 7

[winterrose527]

WIP GAME

Tagged by: @chocolateghost

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues or interests you, and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

This is going to be embarrassing...

A Precious Thing: (Robbcella) Modern AU in which the North and the South are different countries. A totalitarian government takes control of the south and Sansa calls on her brother Robb to take her and her three year old daughter Kitty in. However, when Robb goes to pick them up in the border, it isn’t Sansa with her daughter...

The Arrangement: (Jonsa) Modern AU in which Robb, being the thoughtful, protective, very very stupid older brother that he is asks his best friend Jon to take Sansa to dinner once a week to make sure she’s looked after when she moves to Molestown. What could go wrong?

A Loyal Subject: (Robbcella) AU in which Robb successfully frees the North and the Trident from the South and gets a princess as part of the bargain - which he isn’t happy about (at first). 

Dancing on the Strings: (Jonsa, Gendrya, and Robbcella) Modern AU in which Robert Baratheon’s dying wish is that his daughter find her half brother Gendry. Lots of fun with my favourite pairings.

Amongst the Bright Ones: (Robbcella, with background/minor Jonsa and Gendrya) Modern Hollywood AU in which Myrcella is Hollywood’s Golden Girl and Robb is its up and coming heartthrob and they get paired on a movie together and love ensues. 

Definitely have more than that but these are the main ones being updated pretty regularly...

I’m tagging: @kitten1618x and @lady-and-lemoncakes