#brienne x cersei

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

cup runneth over

Rating: Explicit

Category: F/F

Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV)

Relationship: Cersei Lannister/Brienne of Tarth

Additional Tags: #dubious consent, #rough sex, #lesbian sex, #grief/mourning, #using sex to self-harm, #gender feelings, #degradation, #humiliation, #wine, #i guess it sorta counts as food play, #dom/sub undertones, #insults, #vaginal fingering, #not much plot lol

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Since he’s been gone, Brienne hasn’t been herself.

Cersei looks so much like him. Brienne finds herself craving her presence, following her around like a lost puppy. Cersei taunts her, calls her a big, dumb cow. And perhaps she’s right — no person in her right mind would let anyone what Cersei does to her.

It began weeks ago — and it continues, with no end in sight. Tonight, it’s no different. 

“I know you would take anything I give you,” Cersei taunts her, her tone cold and mocking. Brienne averts her eyes. Her stomach fills with hot shame and her cheeks burn, but her heart beats fast in a twisted excitement. It’s sick and she knows it — and yet she keeps coming back for more. She craves the sick and twisted pleasure. It makes her feel alive in a way nothing else does.

Not since he’s been gone.

Cersei gazes down at Brienne as she pours the wine into her cup. She keeps pouring and pouring, and the cup is going to run over, Brienne can tell. The wine reaches the brim. Brienne opens her mouth, wanting to say something, but she doesn’t.

(Stupid, spineless cow. Can’t even speak.)

The wine spills over the glass and all over the table. Brienne watches, unable to move. It slowly trickles down the table and onto her legs. She glances down at her sticky, wine stained thighs.

“Drink,” Cersei commands. 

Brienne takes the cup and drinks. She never particularly cared for the taste of wine, nor did she ever find solace or fun in drinking. She wants to lower the cup after a few sips, but Cersei grabs it and holds it to Brienne’s face. She tilts it and holds it pressed to Brienne’s mouth. Sweet wine drips down Brienne’s chin, glides onto her neck, reaching her shirt, staining it. Only when she drinks it all does Cersei lower the cup back onto the table. 

“Do you want more?” Cersei asks. Brienne is silent. She is sticky and wet from the sweet wine, stained and humiliated, filled with hot shame — but somehow the shame is even sweeter than the red wine. 

She does want more.

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[sapphicobsesssion]

I need to stop pretending like I don't ship Brienne and Cersei. They're both strong ass woman and they're both hot and you're telling me it's a toxic ship? Sure maybe! But at least Cersei would of been you front and wouldn't have led her on like Jamie did.

[gcldencrownofsorrow]

imade a quick thing for myself  Brienne saving and carrying cersei away from the patriarchy 

[hawkeyescoffee]

Sharing is easy amongst twins

Ship: Jaime Lannister x Brienne of Tarth x Cersei Lannister

Prompt: Sharing

Daily Randomized Prompts: 41/?

Summary: Brienne prepared to leave the Capital, bot being able to watch Ser Jaime and Queen Cersei together, until the other twin comes to her with a proposal. 

Word Count: 1306

Warning: OOC behavior all around lol

Note: This only works if you ignore a lot of things we know about Cersei and Brienne and felt like I wrote Jaime’s w*t dreams. That being said, I did enjoy writing this. Someone write me a multi-chapter fic with those three please

Read on Ao3

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Brienne hadn’t fully realized what she had gotten herself into until she was at a point of no return. A sweet delicious one, but full of consequences either way. 

She had been far beyond denying the attraction she felt towards Jaime Lannister, at least to herself. Was it pride or self-preservation that stopped her from confessing to him? 

For a while, when the two of them had journeyed, Brienne could have seen him reciprocating her crush, in her more deluded moments, but when they had returned to King’s Landing, Cersei Lannister was there.

It hit her after watching the twins for a while, seeing all the small details and gestures that incriminated them now that she knew.

Brienne might be the only person in the world to know.

Sure, the rumors were everywhere, but Jaime wasn’t a man to endanger his loved one like that and his sister didn’t strike her as someone shaken by public opinion. 

Brienne had heard the older knight say it. 

And she knew she should have been disgusted, maybe if he hadn’t learned so much about Ser Jaime over the last weeks and months, she would have been, but now she just ached for another man that would never want her. Another man that she had caught feelings for somewhere between friendship and admiration, that was in a forbidden, but committed relationship.

Would she repeat the same mistakes as with Renly? Stay with him and stand by?

Brienne remembered how Jaime talked about his twin and their relationship, how attached to each other they were, how young and hopeful once. Maybe just as Jaime was someone trying to do the right thing occasionally, before he became the King Slayer, Cersei Lannister had similarly good intention before she had become the wrathful Queen the Kingdoms had come to know.

She saw the changes, maybe before Ser Jaime saw them himself. He slipped into the man he had been before his change of heart as effortlessly as into a well-tailored shirt. Maybe the siblings made each other worse, had shaped each other’s wickedness over the course of their obsession. 

And than as Lady Brienne was preparing to leave, (she just wasn’t sure where to… Find a fugitive Sansa? Try to rescue Arya from her forced marriage) the Queen Mother came to see her out of the blue.

Cersei Lannister hadn’t acknowledged Brienne’s presence beyond the highly formal thanks she had received for returning Jaime. Maybe the Queen knew. Knew that Brienne knew, knew that she had romantic feelings for her brother and lover…

Maybe she had come to gloat.

Jaime was a handsome man and tough they were almost identical Cersei seemed to out-shine him anyway with her famed beauty. She wore a complicated emerald-green gown that matched her eyes and the doublet Ser Jaime wore today. The Queen watched Brienne for a moment too long as the younger woman curtsied awkwardly. Her fiery gaze burning into Brienne’s skin as she assessed her appearance and the obvious packing that was done.

“You are leaving us so soon, my Lady?”

The mocking tone Brienne might have expected did not come, instead Cersei Lannister sounded trained neutral. Did her visit has ulterior motives?

“My brother and I had hoped you would join us in my private drawing room for an convivial evening between friends.”

Both of them wanted to see her? Brienne doubted that. But she was disrupted in her suspicious train of thought when the Queen stepped closer to her, laying her small hand on Brienne’s sternum just above her bosom. She is certain the older woman can feel her rapid heartbeat. 

“I do admit that I was… wary of your close bond with Jaime, especially given your former employment and loyalties and well I suppose your reputation…”, she smiled somewhere between seduction and unguardedness. “But Jaime made your case to me more successful than either of us might have thought and we can agree that we both do are for Jaime immensely… And he for the both of us.”

Now Brienne watched a dark shadow pass those brilliant green eyes, so much like Ser Jaime’s but so much more scorching in their intensity. She might have grown to understand Jaime’s relationship with Brienne eventually, but Queen Cersei hadn’t to like it. The twins had been always close knit, in whatever perverted way that might be, but as far as Brienne had seen she wasn’t a threat to that love.

“I am no one to share my treasures, Lady Brienne.”, her fingers absentmindedly stroke the warm skin above Brienne’s throat in smooth patterns, leaving the younger woman on edge with the tingling it induced. 

“But maybe we can try to get along. Become friends even.”, her long fingers traced the pulse-point along her neck, coming even closer. “Maybe be even closer.”

Slowly, in theory slow enough that Brienne would have been able to pull back, gently pushed the woman away, any kind of reaction, Cersei guided Brienne’s head down and sealed her large lips with hers.

Brienne was surprised how electric the kiss felt, how easily it was for her to lose herself in it, not fight it when Cersei moved her sweet, plush lips against hers, allow her skilled tongue to enter her mouth and just drown in the pleasure of it all and not waste  thought about the immorality of it all.

She had been more lonely than she had realized if it was so easy for her to agree to this. Staying with Jaime meant staying with Cersei. A possibility that seemed dreadful with the assumptions she had made about the Queen. But those new developments? Maybe compromising her values was worth this piece of happiness? 

A lot of the qualities that drew her to Jaime could be found in Cersei as well. Obvious things like their similar appearance, their shared humor and willfulness. But Cersei was just as furious defender of her loved ones and just as graceful.

Brienne could relate to her resentment towards her restrictions in live because of her gender, tough she had to remind herself that Cersei Lannister was exactly the kind of person to be cruel to Brienne because of her lack of femininity , her looks, her struggles with tasks expected of noble girls. On the other hand, Brienne got to do things Cersei had yearned for, like being her father’s heir, having a say in her betrothals and learning to fight.

The Queen let her hand glide down the side of Brienne’s touch-starved body, leaving her shivering and wanting, to take her hand.

Guiding her gently out of her rooms and towards Cersei’s own private quarters, where Ser Jaime was waiting for them.

He stood when he saw the two women and Cersei gave him a wicked smile, beautiful and playful that it made Brienne’s stomach turn, but not as much as the sight of the twins united in a heated kiss. It shouldn’t have. It was wrong.

Again Cersei grabbed up to her jaw and kissed her gentler than she would have thought but not any less hungry. Brienne couldn’t help but lean into her, trying to mimic her movements and hold onto silky hair for dear life.

With a satisfied hum Cersei separated agin, licking saliva of Brienne’s mouth, leaving her panting. “I will enjoy corrupting this little sheep way more than I anticipated. So innocent.”, she caressed Brienne’s shortish hair. “Yet so willing to please.”

“Come on, Jaime.”, she pulled him closer to Brienne. “I am not the only one who should be having fun here. We are supposed to be sharing after all.”

But if Brienne was sharing Jaime with Cersei, like she initially assumed or if the twins had agreed to share her because of some shared attraction, the young knight did not understand, she couldn’t have said.

[norringtondeservestheworld]

"It's bloody hot in here"

We are in 2024 and I still see (stupid) people claiming that Braime shouldn't have happened because it was "awkward" and they use as argument Jaime saying to Brienne "It's bloody hot in here" making memes of how Jaime looks like a stupid teenager at the first crush and how his flirting sucks.

But the thing is that.. his flirting IS SUPPOSED to sucks. Jaime Lannister is a 40+ years old man who has been all his life in an abusive and incestual relationship with his sister who manipulated him since they were kids and used sex to have something from him in return and because of that he never slept with another woman because he never felt attraction for another woman.. until now. Brienne is the first woman he sexually and romantically desired outside his sister so IT'S HIS FIRST TIME TRYING TO SEDUCE A WOMAN.

Just look at him. The awkward smile, the eyes constantly moving. HE HAS NO IDEA WHAT HE IS DOING. HE IS SO NERVOUS HE CAN'T EVEN UNDRESS HIMSELF.

And Brienne is as awkward as him. She is a virgin who has been mocked because of her appearance since ever, she wasn't estethically attractive and she knew. She never knew what it meant being courted or desired because she thought this day for her wouldn't come. So after Jaime patethic way of flirting she initially doesn't understand what the fuck is going on and gets confused, until she realized what is happening and all you can see is her completely disbelief.

The scene is supposed to be awkward because Jaime and Brienne are feeling awkward. Because it's their first time. Because they are getting vulnerable to someone who they disliked at first, but that now they love. Because they are living something that they never thought it would happen to them.

Just another prove of how Nikolaj Coster Waldau and Gwendoline Christie always understood their characters. While these people never did.

BONUS Jaime's face when he realized it's finally happening MY GOD I CAN'T WITH THESE TWO-

[melrosing]

olympian lanns bc you know I love a stupid au

[almostaknight]

smth so insanely poetic about this.

a title cersei undoubtedly styled herself with and which references nothing but her beauty vs brienne as future heir of evenfall hall and bright spot in the darkness of westeros, casterly rock and tarth, west and east, light = day and evenstar = night, but actually the sun goes down in the west and with it darkness falls and the night comes, while in tarth they are the first to see both the stars and the dawn.

both these women were jaime‘s guiding lights in so many ways, but while cersei left him in the darkness in his weirwood dream, brienne stayed by his side, and her light burned 'til the very end.

[sierrabravoecho]

Collecting evidence of Jaime’s bath kink so I can personally send him to horny jail

[duckysprouts]

brienne come get ur man

[vitaminkenjoyer]

jaime + brienne/cersei parallels

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

am i allowed to drop another 🍓 in your ask box? i’d be happy to see absolutely anything, really loved all your snippets! (and that phasma fic? oh damn)

a longer snippet, just because you're my friend! :)

Cersei gazes down at Brienne as she pours the wine into her cup. When the wine reaches the brim, Brienne opens her mouth, wants to say something, but there is a glint in Cersei’s gaze  that warns her not to. The wine spills over the glass, all over the table, then trickles slowly down onto Brienne’s legs. Brienne glances down onto her sticky, wine stained thighs, then back at Cersei.

“Drink,” Cersei commands. Brienne drinks. She wants to lower the cup after a few sips, but Cersei grabs it, holds it to Brienne’s face, forces her to drink it all. Sweet wine drips down Brienne’s chin, glides onto her neck and into her shirt, staining it. Only when she drinks it all does Cersei lower the cup back onto the table. 

“Do you want more?” Cersei asks. Brienne is silent. She is sticky and wet from the sweet wine, stained and humiliated, filled with hot shame — but somehow the shame is even sweeter than the red wine. She does want more — but she dares not ask.

Cersei leans down towards Brienne, puts one hand on Brienne’s wine-stained thigh, squeezing, rubbing the wet fabric of her trousers into her skin. Her lips form a wicked, lewd smirk before she leans in further and licks a long line along Brienne’s neck, tasting the sweet wine drops on it. Her tongue is hot against Brienne’s skin, and leaves Brienne breathless and tingling, grabbing the armrests of the chair to steady herself. Cersei licks her neck, hew jaw, chin, around her mouth, until she licks every last drop of sticky wine.

[shutupcrime]

Show Jaime:

“I know I just slept with Brienne who I have a deep attachment to, and I’m about six seasons deep into a redemption arch but Ima peace out and get crushed by rocks with my sister wife”

Book Jaime literally in the middle of reading a letter from Cersei begging him to come and save her:

“I wonder what brienne is doing right now”

[unknown-terrain]

So I was reminded that today is the 5th anniversary of the universally hated Game of Thrones series finale and here's a friendly reminder that the only good thing to come out of that mess was from the brilliant Ramin Djawadi who in the end gave us J/B shippers this amazing gift. I am eternally grateful to him for this.

[ilynpilled]

once again, “deserve” shit is so obnoxious with shipping as well. the only one who deserves anything is me. i deserve the characters i want to see fucking fucking

[norringtondeservestheworld]

evolution of how Jaime Lannister calls Brienne of Tarth

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