#braim gone

[theblankest123]

Oh boy once again i do not feel thethered to reality once again yayyyyyyyyyy!!!!

[glorybeat]

i don’t know if this has been debated before(probably has), but can we talk about how the reasons as to why some people wanted brienne with tormund were all pretty much deeply misogynistic

[greenmtwoman]

There was harsh sound that might have been laughter or sobs, and dragging steps.  Someone was coming. Jaime gripped his sword again.  Brienne raised Oathkeeper.

[alishaaxo]

List of All Elia Martell-centric fics I enjoy:

Elia Martell And The Crown She Didn’t Want: AU where she marries Baelor Hightower yet Rhaegar is longing for her, which is unreciprocated.

Two Father’s, One Son: Everyone Lives AU where Jon Snow dies unexpectedly and Elia comes back to KL, married to Baelor Hightower.

The Isle Of Faces Does Not Welcome: Elia and Rhaegar have a third child, and Elia confronts Lyanna. No bashing of her, from Lyanna’s POV.

Clean AU: Elia and children are missing, assumed dead for 15 years, until a mystery knight returns to KL, claiming the blue roses his mother deserves.

The Queen And Her Bastard: Everyone Lives AU. Legitimised bastard Jon with sympathetic Lyanna slowly turned more cunning against Elia. Jon-Aegon have positive relationship, in spite of their mother’s ambitions.

The Brightest Sun: Elia and kids transported to Harry Potter Epilogue era. Train and arrive to Westeros during GOT. 200K words.

Poetry is what he thought, but did not say: Erik Kilmonger as Rhaegar. Ruthless Elia with ruthless Rhaegar who has a controversial temperament and bad reputation. Interesting dynamic with Barristan, Arthur and Aerys.

Dragons spin and spin: Spiders weave and weave: Mainly Elia Martell AU oneshot collection, with other characters included.

A tigress, not a woman: Elia Martell scorned by Rhaegar, wants for a annulment. Elia beloved by the Smallfolk.

Poison is a Woman’s Weapon: Queen Regent Elia watches on as Aegon gets crowned, reminiscing on the past.

An unexpected news item: Elia Martell gets shocking news. Very exaggerated bashing of Lyanna.

With Careful Hands and A Strong Chin: Doran died as a babe, Elia is the heir to Dorne. Arthur-Elia.

With Duty In Mind: Elia and Rhaella clean up Rhaegar’s messes.

Gone Girl: Elia dies only to wake up before her wedding. She runs away, with Rhaegar following suit in her trail in regret.

In The Chaos Of A World: Rhaegar dies while Lyanna and Elia live to see Robert ascend. Robert-Elia not in a romantic light, but political.

Caged Beasts And Cloudy Skies: Braime-centric, yet Elia-focused as they wish to crown her after the scorn from R+L, and bring her to rest at her homeland.

Lex Talionis: SIOC of Elia, takes the war into her own hands. Jaime-Elia centric.

Lady of Stormsend: Annulled Elia-Rhaegar, yet Elia married Robert and jealousy and resentment arises.

From Where Blessings Flow: Robert and Elia marry, yet the Realm is not settled as Aegon and Rhaenys grow. With Rhaenys-Viserys.

Living With Regret Of The Chance Not Taken: Rhaegar and Lyanna are married, while Elia, Aegon and Rhaenys are missing… until they are not. And life turns on it’s head. No bashing, just critical of R+L.

Planetos React: Modern AU react to historical figures Elia, Aegon, Rhaenys and Jaime found within tombs, and go wild on tumblr.

But A Woman Is A Changling (always shifting shape: My fic!! Selfless promo! Elia has a green-dress moment ala Alicent where she shows pride in her heritage and snarks towards Rhaegar and Lyanna.

This is all the Elia-centric fics I know of and enjoy! If you have any, please comment them and I’ll add them to this masterlist!!

[venu6star]

as much as i love braime with all my heart i wish ppl would talk ab brienne more individually and her character because i truly am obsessed with her!!! i think she’s one of the most revolutionary female characters ever tbh (i think a lot of the asoiaf girls are kinda revolutionary but that’s because they’re much more well written than a lot of characters) like when do creators ever let they’re supposedly “masculine” female characters be soft and genuinely empathetic as well as heroic?? when do creators ever let a woman be ugly! like the complexity of her never being able to fit in anywhere, she’s not allowed to be woman because she’s ugly and the society she’s born in can’t even stomach her and when she tries to defy the gender roles that said society won’t even let her fit into by picking up sword she’s mocked and ridiculed and her womahood is stripped of her even more and tells her to be more like a woman !!! JUST RAHHHHH i love her sm i’m sorry ab this rant i’m tired and have been thinking ab her. BEFORE I END FHIS RANT i fuckjng HATE HATE HATE d&ds depiction of brienne they could not understand even what her arc was ab!!! they stripped her of everything she is!!! her loyalty, her naivety, her empathy, her heroism ITS ALL JUST GONE!!! instead they decide to make her the stereotypical badass androgynous warrior woman and like there’s nothing wrong with that trope hell i like it but all the nuance surrounding her arc and her gender are just gone. i would’ve loved to see gwen play a book accurate brienne because i loveee gwen and she is what saved show brienne for me

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Actually, actually, actually! Idea! (But only if you like it.)

In HoS, it has literally been 10,000 years since all 3 died.

What if Shadow wasn't supposed to be all-the-way back? And the only reason he is is due to being the Hero?

What about Hemisi & Nabooru?

Who's to say Gdorf's magic would've even worked on them? What if they were already reincarnated by that point?

What if, even reviving their bodies would've resulted in little more than mindless puppets? (Honestly, I kinda wanna read about the shear horror on both their faces. Like, horror & panic on Gdorf's end & horror, but slight relief on Shadow's. Because he can only hope that whatever's keeping Nabooru from suffering the same fate as himself means that she's free.)

What if the only way to get them back fully was to do some pretty dark, nasty stuff? Like, legit bad, horrible stuff? What if Gdorf has to sacrifice their new incarnations to do so?

What if, in order to even bring Shadow back, he'd already done something bad? Though, due to the Hero's Spirit, he was able to get away with just the sacrifice of someone who'd been related to Shadow? Like a great x1000 times grandnephew or something?

What if Shadow learned of this? The betrayal.

Like, massive dark spell stuff. Which, I've always found it weird that he & the Twinrova were the legit only Gerudo with that shading, yet each of them used black magic.

So, that's what I think causes it. Black magic. Like, legit evil deeds.

Who knows, maybe that stuff actually corrupts the mind the more you use it? What if you have to stop cold turkey to stop the process?

What if Gdorf had stopped doing that stuff, but the Secret Stone tapped into that source & now it's sort of rotting his brain away?

Also, what's the deal with the Twinrova here? They evil witches? No?

Sorry, when I get started, my braims refuse to shut up. 😓

Don't be sorry, you're fine! ;D It's fun to talk theories and ideas!

Ganondorf would be so devastated if Nabooru and Hemisi were just mindless puppets, I think. But I also think he wouldn't give up. He'd just be like "Well, this is a setback, but at least they'll listen to me until I can figure this out better." I don't know if Link would feel much relief from it or just be plain horrified, it would feel like such a desecration to him.

If they'd actually reincarnated, though, and if Ganondorf needed to sacrifice them to revive them, I wonder whose Nabooru would be? The best person I can think of is Urbosa, which, uh, makes things difficult. Should've thought that one through, Gan, before your stupid Calamity wrecked teh place! >:|

But anyway, Ganondorf isn't using black magic - Urbosa and Riju have lightning magic, which Gdorf also has in OoT, so honestly it seems very much like the Hyurle Royal Family - they just have a high affinity for it. (also, not gonna lie, Twinrova plays absolutely no part in this storyline because I don't know what to do with those two, honestly)

What Ganondorf does have, though, which is unusual for his people, is healing magic. I thought it would be interesting to give him this gift, it would add another layer to him as a character, especially since he actually cultivated it a little. Here's a snippet from a draft I have tucked away (I have been writing entirely too much for this AU LOL I am gonna have to make a word document to organize it, honestly):

“Here, let me see your hands,” Ganondorf said, pushing Link away enough to gently grab at his wrists. He flipped the teenager’s palms up, thumbs brushing against them as Link hissed in pain. His skin was blistered angry red from burns, standing out easily against his all-too-pale, practically grayish complexion, and he knew his face probably was too. Ganondorf swiped at his hands again with his thumbs, and Link felt a tingling, warm sensation on them. The pain numbed into nothingness, and he glanced down, confused. The burns were gone. “How—you know healing magic?” He whispered, looking up at the man. “Is it the stone?” Ganondorf smiled a little, brushing hair out of his face to examine a burn on his nose. “Secret stones only amplify one’s power, Link. Of course I know healing magic. You thought I didn’t?” Link hesitated a moment before just saying what was on his mind, looking down and muttering, “I thought all you knew how to do was destroy.” “One has to burn the forest to make way for new growth,” Ganondorf replied simply, easily, as if it were just like gardening, as if people’s lives weren’t at stake. “A good king must know how to rebuild as well as how to destroy.” “You’re just full of idioms, aren’t you?” Link sighed. It was almost funny, having this conversation. Almost. “Because I’m right,” Ganondorf said firmly. “Nabooru and Hemisi didn’t seem to think so.”

[anthonycrowley]

ALSO i went in the braime tag the other day and nikolaj is still a fucking warrior for the ship. if you were wondering. like six months ago he was promoing something and was like jaime should have married brienne :/ king you don’t have to promo the show anymore it went so terribly that we’re all gone. he’s doing that for himself. he’s like my own personal misha collins complete with the cringefail. the ship literally answers the question what if destiel was straight.

[wulfhalls]

[Morticia Addams voice] You've gone too far. Your Daemon takes. Your love of a mid show about Rome. All that I can forgive, but Username-Formerly-Iskariot... finding Braime boring?

(Jk love you queen, but I love my pathetic 30yo fail man trying to find redemption in the eyes of a 19yo girl who has lost her gay bestie because he girl bossed too hard and has just just been asked to Uber this loser home)

and by god I'm glad we can all have such varied experiences with fiction! but to me it just does not hit in any way lol

[wackygoofball]

I posted 6,078 times in 2022

That's 232 more posts than 2021!

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@renee561

I tagged 91 of my posts in 2022

#jb week 2022 - 22 posts

#jaime/brienne - 21 posts

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#jaime x brienne - 21 posts

#brienne of tarth - 21 posts

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#jb week - 21 posts

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#brienne x jaime - 21 posts

#lannistarth - 21 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#i usually speak english instead of my native language to cover that up none too gracefully

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

JB Week 2022 - Elements - Day 1 - Water

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#4

assembling IKEA chairs gone rogue I guess

25 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

#3

JB Week 2022 - Elements - Day 7 - Fire

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#2

JB Week 2022 - Elements - Day 7 - Fire

29 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Visually, this felt like a sad ballad about a guy who didn't make it in the tryouts for his school's baseball team.

96 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

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[entireoranges]

I’m sad. It looks like the Braime YouTube video of all their scenes; minus season 8 (I believe it was made before then) is gone. It was like 45-55 minutes and I watched more times then I should admit. Had an urge to watch again as I said its gone. Tried every possible word combinations I could think of, changed filters, etc… nope. Some of the scenes are on other videos, not all of them and even ones that are don’t feel the same. I wonder if YouTube removed it for copyright claims or if the individual who made took it down? Ultimately it doesn’t matter. I just know I miss it.

[atopvisenyashill]

asoiaf songs

i used to make playlists and fanmixes allllll the time (rip 8tracks, you were a real one) and I had a lil mini asoiaf to listen to when i was reading, i'm gonna subject everyone to the songs now.

time to pretend - bran stark

I'll miss the comfort of my mother And the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredom And the freedom and the time spent alone But there is really nothing, nothing we can do Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew

there was a gifset with this song that i saw years ago and i dug through my entire asoiaf tag on my other blog and couldn't find it i'm devastated!!!

the parting glass (the version from twd with emily kinney and lauren cohan) - starklings

but since it falls unto my lot that i should rise and you should not i’ll gently rise and i’ll softly call goodnight and joy be with you all

swear to god, right after the red wedding aired, someone made a sad ass starklings graphic with those line and it ruined my whole year and once again i can't find it.

bang bang (my baby shot me down) - theon/robb

Now he's gone, I don't know why And 'til this day, sometimes I cry He didn't even say goodbye He didn't take the time to lie Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down

until we bleed - jon/ygritte

You wasted your times On my heart you've burned And if bridges gotta fall Then you'll fall, too Doors slam, lights black You're gone, come back Stay gone, stay clean I need you to need me So we're bound to linger on We drink the fatal drop Then love until we bleed Then fall apart in parts

(this one came from my seventeen year old brain and they're a genius for it honestly)

blood in the water - cersei lannister

Now I am the violence I am the sickness Won't accept your silence Beg me for forgiveness We'll never get free Lamb to the slaughter What you gon' do when there's blood in the water? The price of your greed, your son and your daughter What you gon' do when there's blood in the water?

(also just my brain, although really, you could apply this song to a lot of characters, i just think it fits cersei's story the best)

king - rhaenyra/daenerys

The very thing you're best at is the thing that hurts the most But you need your rotten heart Your dazzling pain like diamond rings You need to go to war to find material to sing I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king I need my golden crown of sorrow My bloody sword to swing My empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king

would that i - braime

With each love I cut loose I was never the same Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame I was fixed on your hand of gold Laying waste to my lovin' long ago And it's not tonight Where I'm set alight And I blink in sight Your blinding light Oh, it's not tonight You hold me tight And the fire bright Oh, let it blaze alright, honey Oh, but you're good to me Oh, you're good to me Oh, but you're good to me, baby

(this one was my brain too, although recent obviously)

no sound but the wind - robb stark

We can never go home We no longer have one I'll help you carry the load I'll carry you in my arms We walk through the ash And the charred remains of our country Keep an eye on my back I'll keep an eye on the road Help me to carry the fire To keep it alight together Help me to carry the fire This road won't go on forever

immigrants we get the job done - varys

Man, I was brave, sailing on graves Don't think I didn't notice those tombstones disguised as waves I'm no dummy, here is something funny, you can be an immigrant without risking your lives Or crossing these borders with thrifty supplies All you got to do is see the world with new eyes

endless night - bran stark

You promised you'd be there Whenever I needed you Whenever I call your name You're not anywhere I'm trying to hold on Just waiting to hear your voice One word, just a word will do To end this nightmare I know that the night must end And that the sun will rise And that the sun will rise

THIS IS MY ULTIMATE BRAN SONG.

[spacephobos]

The lovers

[slothishlife]

raise your hand if you’ve pulled an all nighter to read an entire fic

i wanna know how many of us crazy dumb fic addicts are out there :)

[nooooooooooooooooooooone]

listen, I can recognise that there are many issues with the portrayal of women in asoiaf, and i could definitely do with fewer instances of boobscription, but I can also recognise that Brienne of Tarth is among the most important and beautifully written female characters in the history of fantasy lit, and for that, i’ll be honest, i’m willing to forgive grrm damn near anything

[eryiscrye]

5. one night stand and falling pregnant au + braime

#5-One Night Stand and Falling Pregnant AU

Going to 100% admit that SpiderWEB is not from my pebble brain but from DefinietlyAHumanBean’s galaxy brain from when they commented on The Ties That Bind. I hope Anon enjoy’s and I’m sorry the pregnancy doesn’t get quite as much airtime... it was just a good place to end 😅

Brienne wanted to tear her hair out and scream. How hard was it to find the hottest person in Westeros? Really, she should have been able to type in blonde hair + green eyes + GOD into SpiderWEB and he should have been the first result that sprung up. But no, he was not the first result. He wasn’t even the second. He didn’t appear any where on the first or - Seven forbid she had actually clicked them in sheer desperation - the second or the third page. She had tried altering her search terms to include descriptions like golden, and emerald, and Warrior, but none of those had worked either.

Had his sheer hotness been a figment of her imagination. She wouldn’t put it past her. Her first and, she determined, her only one night stand, and she had done it all wrong, wrong, wrong. 

Who learned everything about a guy and then fucked him without at least getting his first name?

And this was the problem. They had talked about everything in that dimly lit, medieval style, frankly ridiculous bar. From her childhood traumas to how she was trying to get past them, from his mistakes to his future hopes and dreams. Most relevantly, they had talked about how both of them dreamed about having children of their own, a family they both never really had, and how neither of them really knew how to make that into their reality.

Brienne put a hand over her flat stomach. Well, this was probably not what he had meant by a family, a slap dash one-night stand where the contraception had gone wrong. But still, maybe he deserved to know that she was going to keep it so that he could have a chance at being a dad, no other strings attached and no obligations if he didn’t. 

Brienne groaned as she looked at her watch. She would have to continue her search of him another day. She needed to get to the studio. Grabbing her camera bag and her other bag full of gear, Brienne exited her apartment and began to make her way towards downtown. 

She didn’t know what to think about her client today, some rich heir who up until this point had somehow avoided getting his photo taken and was only doing so now because he wouldn’t be just an heir for much longer. Her client’s agent had told her, in quite unprofessional exasperation, that her client often thought that he was “too hot to handle”, but the tongue-in-cheek tone of the agent’s voice did make her wonder if it was true. Not the hot part, the part about the fact that someone actually thought that about themselves.

Brienne had disregarded the middle name of her client, which the agent had given her, knowing that “fookin’” was definitely not right, and had tried to SpiderWEB one “Jaime Lannister”. There wasn’t even a single pap photo of him. How an heir to a fortune managed that, she would never know. His twin though, who looked oddly familiar, was splashed everywhere.

Brienne sighed as she reached her studio and unlocked the door. Podrick would be arriving to help assist in about half an hour, but the first part of the day was always her own. 

It gave her time to reintroduce herself to all of her equipment, feel the weight of her camera in her hands, play with the way the sun would affect the lighting, and just in general, breath the successes, the good things, in her life in. Today, it also allowed her to think more of the mysterious stranger who she had bedded.

She had woken up in a hotel room, the morning after, a little bit hung over, sore, and covered in hickeys, finger print bruises, and light abrasions that must have been from his beard. He had been nowhere in sight, his clothes gone, and she had snuck out as quickly as she could. It made her a little bit sad to know that she hadn’t been anything more than a quick - well not quick, they had gone on for hours - fuck, but at least she would always have the hazy memories of the best sex of her life. 

Brienne sighed again. Maybe he didn’t want to hear from her. Maybe everything he had told her had been a wonderfully fabricated lie. Though… she didn’t think that a man who looked like him would need a sweet and vulnerable back story to tumble any woman he wanted.

Podrick arrived five minutes early with two cups of coffee, which they drank together as they discussed which sets to pull out for the session. If their client liked the first set of shots, then the next time they would go off-site to some of Brienne’s favourite places to take photos.

Exactly an hour after Podrick arrived, a brown haired man charged into the studio with a loud clattering of the bell that hung over her door. “You Brienne Tarth?” he asked and held out his hand.

“You must be Bronn,” Brienne greeted and shook it. 

He nodded at her, “Jaime’ll be in in a minute. He’s just being all moony on the phone, has been all week. The love sick twat. Can’t even do casual sex right.”

Brienne raised her eyebrow at the easy familiarity of which Bronn discussed his client, even with him right outside. It said a lot about Jaime Lannister if he tolerated this kind of lip service and she kind of liked him already.

The bell above her door rang, “Have you already turned the photographer against me, Bronn? I only gave you about a minute.”

Brienne turned and held out her hand, “No Mr. Lannister, he…”

And there he was, her golden haired, emerald eyed, Warrior God.

Jaime Lannister dropped his phone in shock while letting out a breathy, “You…”

Bronn looked between them, “Oh! So she’s the one you’ve been desperately searching for. Thank the fookin’ Seven, I’ll never have to listen to you mooning after her again.”

Bronn was right, but he was also wrong. He never stopped hearing about Brienne and then, nine months later, Evie Tarth-Lannister ever again.

[sapphires-and-gold-fics]

I luff her