#dating robb stark would include

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Yandere Robb Stark Would Include:

His yandere traits are loyalty, devotion, possessiveness, and obsessive behavior. He is intensely loyal to the person he loves, he would do anything for you, he is very possessive and he does not like sharing his loved one with anyone, he is obsessed with you and he wants you to be with him all the time.

He is completely devoted to the one he's in love with and willing to do anything to ensure your safety and happiness. He will go to extreme and sometimes violent measures to protect you from any perceived threat or harm, even if it means eliminating those who stand in his way.

He may become obsessive, controlling, and even violent in his efforts to keep you all to himself. He may also exhibit a strong sense of loyalty and dedication to the person he's in love with, willing to do anything to ensure you are his even at the expense of his own well-being. He may be emotionally manipulative and even use physical violence to get what he wants, justifying it as being for the well-being of the one he loves.

He may also have a distorted sense of morality, seeing his actions as justified in order to achieve his desired outcome. He may also exhibit a desire for total control over you, believing that he knows what is best for you and being willing to do anything to ensure that you follow his plan, even against your will. He may be overly protective of the one he loves, wanting to shield you from the world and any possible harm or danger, to the point of limiting your freedom and autonomy.

He may also demonstrate a complete lack of empathy and a disregard for the feelings of others, perceiving everyone as competition for the affection and attention of the one he loves. He may become completely consumed by his obsession and resort to extreme measures such as murder, kidnapping, or imprisonment in order to protect or control you. In short, he is driven by a deep-seated love for the person he's in love with, but his actions may become irrational, even deranged at times, all in the name of protecting you and making you his.

He may also experience extreme levels of anger and anguish when you show any signs of rejecting him or showing interest in someone else. This can often lead to violent bouts of anger and sometimes even physical violence towards those who stand in the way of his love or the person he is in love with. He'll even feel the need to control and manipulate you in order to ensure your loyalty and devotion to him, even at the expense of your own agency and independence. In general, yandere have a very intense and unhealthy attachment to the object of their desire.

He has a deeply rooted fear of abandonment, causing him to become obsessive and irrational in trying to ensure that you never leave him. He tries to keep you close to him at all times. He may also demonstrate a lack of respect for boundaries and personal space, as he tries to assert his dominance over you. Furthermore, he may exhibit different extreme and unpredictable moods, ranging from extreme possessiveness and jealousy to intense feelings of love and adoration for his beloved.

He will become more possessive, possessive, and overbearing, with little regard for the feelings or desires of others the longer you are together. He may exhibit extreme paranoia, believing that others are trying to take you away from him, which can lead him to take drastic and violent measures to protect you. He may become extremely emotionally volatile, alternating between extreme love and rage, and even resort to stalking or kidnapping you. All of his actions are rooted in a twisted form of love and loyalty, with the aim of keeping you all to himself.

Most of what goes on in his head can often be difficult to control or express in a healthy manner. This can lead to feelings of sadness, anger, and even violence, as he struggles to cope with his emotions and express them in a healthy way. He'll become hyper-focus on the person he's in love with, making you his whole world and neglecting the needs of others.

He may have intense feelings of jealousy towards any person or thing that threatens to take the attention and affection he gets from you away from him. He may feel deeply insecure and threatened by the thought of you being with someone else, leading him to become possessive and even controlling in his attempts to ensure you remain focused on him. He may feel a deep sense of unease and anxiety when not with you, making it difficult to regulate his emotions and think clearly.

He may experience resistance to his actions and attempts of controlling you. Others may try to reason with him, appeal to his logic or emotions, or even resort to direct confrontation in an attempt to stop his actions. This resistance can be frustrating and difficult to manage, and it may lead him to lash out in anger or become more forceful and controlling to get what he wants.

He will be deeply passionate and affectionate with the person he loves. He'll express his affection through displays of physical affection, such as cuddling, hugging, and kissing. He'll attempt to show his affection through thoughtful gifts or gestures that demonstrate how much you mean to him. He'll also express his affection through constant attention and desire to be with you, always wanting to be close to you and wanting to spend time with you.

He'll have an exaggerated sense of entitlement towards the person he loves, feeling that you owe him your love and attention. This can lead him to exhibit manipulative and possessive behaviors, seeking to control and limit your interactions with others in an attempt to ensure your exclusivity to him. He may attempt to isolate you from your friends and family or act in a controlling manner to limit your access to other sources of support and social interaction. This excessive sense of entitlement and possessiveness can make it difficult for him to recognize your autonomy and right to your own feelings and life choices.

He may struggle with feelings of inferiority or insecurity, leading to a need for control and an excessive reliance on the person he loves for validation and reassurance. He'll become overly dependent on you for his sense of self-worth. His intense fear of abandonment or rejection can lead to emotionally manipulative behavior and controlling actions in an attempt to keep you close to him.

He could be prone to engaging in unhealthy and maladaptive behaviors that are destructive to himself and the person he loves. This could include self-harm, substance abuse, excessive spending, or other risky and self-sabotaging behavior. He becomes obsessed with his idea of the person he loves and struggles to accept or see you for who you really are. This could lead him to have unrealistic expectations, setting himself up for disappointment and further hurting himself and the person he loves. Ultimately, he will exhibit unhealthy and potentially harmful behaviors that are detrimental to his mental, emotional, and physical health

He may have difficulty forming healthy relationships with others, due to his extreme attachment and possessiveness towards you. He may find it difficult to trust others or let them get too close to him, for fear of them taking him away from you. This can lead to feelings of isolation and loneliness and can be further exacerbated if the object of his love is unwilling or unable to reciprocate his feelings. This can lead to a vicious cycle of unhealthy behavior and emotions, further fueling his desire to control and possess the one he loves.

He'll exhibit stalker-like behavior, following and shadowing you. He will constantly keep tabs on your whereabouts and activities, trying to control and monitor your actions. He will become obsessed with understanding your thoughts and feelings, going to extreme lengths to gain access to your personal belongings or accounts. Even if you express a desire for privacy.

He'll experience intense feelings of anxiety and insecurity when separated from you. He will seek constant reassurance about the stability and security of your relationship and may not be able to function or make decisions without first consulting you. He may constantly fear that you are not as invested in your relationship as he is and may become overly suspicious of your motives and behaviors when you are not around. While this can sometimes be beneficial if it leads him to notice something that may be harmful to the relationship, it can also lead to accusations and suspicions that harm your emotional connection.

In the beginning, he may experience a distorted sense of reality and a warped understanding of what love is. He'll slowly use fear, manipulation, and even violence to control and possess you, believing that these actions are necessary for your safety and protection. He will use emotional blackmail and guilt-tripping to control you, conditioning you to accept and even feel happy or grateful for his controlling behavior. This can damage your sense of self and self-worth, as you are made to believe that your only value is in pleasing and providing for him.

Voyeurism: He enjoys seeing you in vulnerable and intimate moments, such as when you are changing clothes, using the bathroom, or sleeping. He seeks out opportunities to spy on these precious moments, either by installing cameras in private spaces or by trying to sneak a peek when you are not expecting it. The thrill of getting caught or discovered may also be enjoyable to him.

Dominance/Submission: He wants control over you and the power to make you submit to his will. He takes on a dominant role in your relationship and uses a range of tactics to control and manipulate you, he may also derive pleasure from seeing you in submissive positions, such as kneeling before him or taking on submissive roles in sexual acts. The sense of ownership and control over you can be immensely thrilling to him.

Sadism/Masochism: He may enjoy seeing you in pain or discomfort, either physically or emotionally. He may seek out opportunities to inflict pain or discomfort on you, in the form of hitting, beating, whipping, or even emotionally abusing or bullying them. The pleasure he gains from seeing your suffering can be erotic and arousing to him. He may also be willing to inflict pain or discomfort on himself, either because it feels good or because it helps him to express himself.

Bondage/Discipline: He may be turned on by the idea of physically restraining or disciplining his love. The sight of you in chains, ropes, or other restraints can be arousing and exciting to him.

Fear Play: He also enjoys seeing you experiencing fear or anxiety, such as when you are nervous or shy about something or when you are faced with a dangerous or uncertain situation. Seeing you in this state can make him feel powerful and in control of you, and the thought of protecting you from the fear or dangers of the world can make him feel possessive and dominant.

[kingsansa]

Babe do the bullet point list about sansa and theon

You know that scene in diary of a wimpy kid when Rodrick’s mom finds his skin mag and she makes him apologize to women and he goes ��Sorry women.”

Theon and Sansa’s relationship in a nutshell. Seriously.

They’re also simultaneously Greg and Rodrick though bc as a younger sibling that was viciously terrorized, Theon feels like it’s his civic duty to give it back to the Starks tenfold and yes that includes Sansa and Arya because he’s a feminist™️ (only sees 10 women as people)

Because Robb and Sansa are so close in age, as they get older, their friend groups sort of congeal and inevitably start committing incest.

HOWEVER COMMA, in any quintessential kingsansa fic where Theon is a bonus Stark, he has already infiltrated Sansa’s friend group well before that, much to her dismay and naturally—it’s Robb’s fault.

Robb is one of those friends that gets into a relationship and either drops off the face of the earth or starts trying to include his significant other in literally EVERYTHING. Like why is he bringing Jeyne Westerling to the bar to watch the 76ers game…….

Theon would actually rather be waterboarded than spend time with Jon alone so he pretty much has no choice but to outsource for company.

Who else better to hang out with than Myranda (the female version of him) and Mya (who possesses the same lack of impulse control)

Literally the three stooges. All of them. Sansa hates every second. Like he lowkey staged a coup and snatched them from her?

But, to be fair, as the mom friend she feels like she’s gonna have a heart attack every time they all go out together so Sansa is kinda glad whenever they hangout without her because there’s a 80% chance they’re doing something so stupid it’d give her an aneurysm.

They also get into no less than three (3) arguments every time they go out and every time someone accuses him of being her boyfriend she dies a little inside because that’s literally her brother?

Don’t let Theon see a girl he thinks is cute from across the room either because he will literally launch Sansa into the ozone layer if that’s what it takes to smash

Sansa is not allowed to go home with anybody when he’s around btw—not that she would but still. He doesn’t feel like hearing Robb’s mouth.

Whenever she’s dating a guy though, she does go to Theon for advice because he’s always going to be brutally honest. And vice versa.

The straw that really breaks the camel’s back is when Theon starts dating Jeyne Poole, who is going to do WHATEVER it takes to turn a whore into a house boyfriend. By any means necessary.

You’d think that’d mean that Theon and Robb would just hang out with their girlfriends TOGETHER, but what it actually means is that Theon is a semi permanent third wheel to almost all of Jeyne and Sansa’s outings because 1) it’s the only way he gets to spend time with his OWN girlfriend because the only time Sansa and Jeyne go hours without talking to each other is when they go to sleep and 2) he has a car and neither of them feel like driving.

Sometimes she’ll even sit in the back with Sansa? Like is he a fucking Uber driver?

And YES he pays for her food too. Because that’s his sister.

Does she feel like killing him most days? Of course. Is he one of the first people she goes to for fashion advice? Duh.

Would he help her dump a body? Without question. Would he complain the entire time? Absolutely.

[tongueinatree]

Longing I (Robb Stark x OC)

Pairing: Robb Stark x Visenya Targaryen II (OC)

Fandoms: Game of Thrones, A Song of Ice and Fire

AU: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting / Modern AU

Word Count: approx. 500 words

Warnings: angst, heartbreak, no NSFW content, cishet couple romance.

Description: There's no pain worse - or more gut wrenching - than that of unrequited love. After enduring and enduring, Visenya Targaryen is ready to shed that pain. Even if it means losing her dearest friend, and with him, a piece of herself.

Author's Note: The main character, Visenya, is afab and uses she/her pronouns. No use of second person ("you") or "Y/N". Visenya is fully written to be a person of colour, and her appearance is described. Visenya and Robb are 27; all characters are adults unless stated otherwise.

Not beta read.

Series consists of short drabbles.

Comments are welcome and appreciated!

All my work, including this fic, is copyright protected. You do not have permission to copy, repost or translate my work!

Longing

I 

Visenya Targaryen is begging, and begging is beneath her.

She’s facing one Robb Stark, her best friend since childhood, pleading. 

Robb’s aghast at her plea, nostrils flaring, red tinted brow furrowing. “Is it Margaery? Has she said something upsetting?” 

She looks over into the hallway mirror, at their figures. She and Robb look a strange pair, as they always have. She with her sleek platinum hair and brown skin; Robb with his bright red curls and soft blue eyes. She’s tall and lithe. Robb’s tall and thickly built.  

Visenya’s voice is – blessedly – even when she responds, “No. Margaery’s only been nice to me.” 

The indent in Robb’s brow deepens, “But then –”

Visenya shifts awkwardly, folds in on herself in a way she never, ever does, “It’s my decision, Robb.” She punctuates her next line with a carefully placed eyeroll, “It’s not like you’ll never ever see me again.”

Robb reaches out. His palm opens and closes, as if trying to grasp something that’s clearly immaterial. Immaterial and elusive. 

Like his heart, Visenya opines.

The trouble is this: Visenya’s always been in love with Robb, ever since they were five and tussling in the sandpit, and then again when they were ten and splashing their way through rain puddles in their Wellingtons. And now. 

Spanner in the works: Robb doesn’t return her ardour. 

Robb’s next sentence is thick with frustration, “I don’t get it.”

He adds a killing blow, “I want Margaery to be close to all my family.” 

But Visenya can’t be his family, his I only see you like a sister; not like this. She takes a breath, “Robb. I just don’t think I can hang out with you the same way now.”

“But –”

“No buts, Robb. You and Margaery are dating. Seriously dating. Me and you – we do everything together. It’s just not… appropriate. I wouldn’t want Margaery to be offended, or worse yet, to read into our relationship the wrong way.”

Before he can object yet again, she continues, “What if Margaery gave you an ultimatum, then? I mean, imagine how we look to her.” 

“Don’t talk nonsense, she’d never do that.” 

Visenya presses on, “But if she did?” 

Here, finally, Robb falters, and that’s enough for her. “I – I’d say we can work it out. Maybe hang out less…”

 Visenya arches a sardonic brow, and this movement is entirely real, “See?”

Robb sighs, but the sound is more frustrated than defeated. He mounts another defense a moment later, “I still feel like I’m missing something. Why would Margaery be jealous of our friendship? There’s nothing to read into!” 

That hurts more than it should, and prompts the venom that follows.

 “You can’t have us both, Robb.”

[istumpysk]

OPERATION ICEBERG: THE TIER LIST

THEORY:

Olyver Frey is Rosby's ward

TIER:

50/50: These theories are complete toss-ups.

[Tier list overview]

EVIDENCE:

What is the theory?

Lord Gyles Rosby had no immediate heir when he died in A Feast for Crows.

Gyles Rosby's ward is a young man residing at Castle Rosby, located in the crownlands.

Presumably, Gyles wanted his lands and castle to go to this ward.

Cersei Lannister prefers to seize the lands and give them to an ally as a reward. She doesn't seem worried that the ward will cause any issues.

The inheritance is still in question by the end of A Dance with Dragons. Kevan Lannister, Hand of the King, dies before any resolution.

"Is there aught else?" The Grand Maester consulted his papers. "We should address the Rosby inheritance. Six claims have been put forth—" "We can settle Rosby at some later date. What else?" - Epilogue, ADWD

The author has deliberately not revealed the ward's name; many in the fandom believe it's Olyvar Frey.

Who is Olyvar Frey?

Born in 281 AC, Olyvar Frey is a member of House Frey.

He is the eighteenth son of Lord Walder Frey, and the fourth born to his sixth wife, Bethany Rosby.

Robb Stark took Olyvar as a squire, a role in which he excelled.

"You have done House Frey a grievous insult, Robb." "I never meant to. Ser Stevron died for me, and Olyvar was as loyal a squire as any king could want. [...]" - Catelyn II, ASOS

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"I'd hoped to ask Olyvar to squire for me when we march north," said Robb, "but I do not see him here. Would he be at the other feast?" - Catelyn VII, ASOS

Olyvar Frey was notably loyal to Robb Stark; he expressed a desire to stay with Robb even after he married Jeyne Westerling, and was not present at the Red Wedding. He is considered a Good Frey™.

"You have done House Frey a grievous insult, Robb." "I never meant to. Ser Stevron died for me, and Olyvar was as loyal a squire as any king could want. He asked to stay with me, but Ser Ryman took him with the rest. All their strength. The Greatjon urged me to attack them . . ." - Catelyn II, ASOS

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Lady Westerling had remained at Riverrun with her children; Jeyne, her little sister Eleyna, and young Rollam, Robb's squire, who complained bitterly about being left. Yet that was wise as well. Olyvar Frey had squired for Robb previously, and would doubtless be present for his sister's wedding; to parade his replacement before him would be as unwise as it was unkind. - Catelyn V, ASOS

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"I'd hoped to ask Olyvar to squire for me when we march north," said Robb, "but I do not see him here. Would he be at the other feast?" "Olyvar?" Ser Ryman shook his head. "No. Not Olyvar. Gone . . . gone from the castles. Duty." - Catelyn VII, ASOS

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Olyvar Frey had been devoted to her son as well. Hadn't Robb said that Olyvar wanted to remain with him even after he'd married Jeyne? - Catelyn VII, ASOS

What is a Good Frey™?

A Good Frey™ is a member of House Frey who isn't entirely reprehensible. Believe it or not, there are members of House Frey who are actually good, although the author makes it challenging to distinguish who they are.

Other members of Good Frey™ include:

Roslin Frey, the wife of Edmure Tully and the sister of Olyvar Frey.

"And Lady Roslin was distracting you." "She . . . they made her do it, Lord Walder and the rest. Roslin never wanted . . . she wept, but I thought it was . . ." - Jaime VI, AFFC

Perwyn Frey, personal escort to Catelyn Stark, member of Robb Stark's personal guard, and older brother of Olyvar and Roslin Frey.

"Well met, sers. Is Ser Perwyn about? He helped escort me to Storm's End and back, when Robb sent me to speak with Lord Renly. I was looking forward to seeing him again." "Perwyn is away," Lame Lothar said. "I shall give him your regards. I know he will regret having missed you." "Surely he will return in time for Lady Roslin's wedding?" "He had hoped to," said Lame Lothar, "but with this rain . . . you saw how the rivers ran, my lady." - Catelyn VI, ASOS

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"You were speaking of the Freys you wanted dead. Ryman, Edwyn, Emmon . . ." "And Walder Rivers," Daven said, "that whoreson. Hates that he's a bastard, and hates everyone who's not. Ser Perwyn seems a decent fellow, though, might as well spare him. The women too. [...]" - Jaime V, AFFC

Willamen Frey, a maester of the Citadel and the brother of Olyvar, Roslin, and Perwyn Frey. He seems to be minding his own business.

I'm sure there are other Good Freys™ hiding about, but for whatever reason, George seems rather fond of this specific Frey family. Good job, Bethany Rosby.

Why do we suspect Rosby's ward might be Olyvar Frey?

Olyvar is related to Gyles Rosby through his mother, Bethany Rosby.

Some of Olyvar's relatives, like Merrett Frey and Geremy Frey's children, have been fostered with maternal families.

Olyvar's older brothers are either dead, knighted, or serving as maesters, making him the logical choice.

The maester at Rosby, Melwys Rivers, is a bastard son of Lord Walder Frey.

Olyvar was sent away on "duty" before the Red Wedding, which could be both an excuse and a legitimate reason for his absence.

Do we know anything else about the Rosby ward?

Rosby's ward refused to offer hospitality to House Stokeworth.

"Uncomfortable," complained Falyse. "It rained most of the day. We thought to spend the night at Rosby, but that young ward of Lord Gyles refused us hospitality." - Cersei V, AFFC

Why it might be Olyvar: As a Robb Stark loyalist, Olyvar Frey may be unwelcoming to friends of House Lannister.

Why it might not be Olyvar: One doesn't need to be a Stark loyalist to avoid hosting Falyse Stokeworth in their castle.

He's an "ill-born wretch."

She sniffed. "Mark my word, when Gyles dies that ill-born wretch will make off with his gold. He may even try and claim the lands and lordship, though by rights Rosby should come to us when Gyles passes. My lady mother was aunt to his second wife, third cousin to Gyles himself." - Cersei V, AFFC

Why it might be Olyvar: Despite Olyvar being a legitimate child of Walder Frey, and House Frey's power and prominence, the house has a low reputation in Westeros.

Why it might not be Olyvar: "Ill-born" could mean lowborn or illegitimate.

He's not of Gyles Rosby's blood.

"No children of his body, but there is a ward . . ." ". . . not of his blood." - Cersei IX, AFFC

Why it might be Olyvar: Olyvar is not a direct descendant of Gyles Rosby.

Why it might not be Olyvar: Olyvar has Rosby blood through his mother.

Is there anything else to consider?

Not Olyvar: Olyvar would not be the first in line to inherit Rosby; legally, his older brother Perwyn should come before him.

Yes Olyvar: The author may eliminate around 30 Freys from the line of succession, possibly saving Perwyn, Good Frey™, for a larger castle that sits on the Green Fork.

If it's not Olyvar Frey, who the hell is it?

STUMPY'S THOUGHTS:

You guys have the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever by making this a tie vote.

VOTE:

I welcome discussions. Feel free to reblog, respond, or challenge my perspective—I won't be offended by any of it.

Please note, if "no" is the eventual winner, or if it's competitive, a second poll will be conducted to determine the proper location.

NEXT THEORY:

Ned Stark + Ashara Dayne = Jon Snow (N + A = J)

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[ophelias-lamentation]

Modern Rockstar x Popstar AU

the first three pictures are from immediately after it became public that Theon and Sansa were dating. Sansa had just released her second album Venus + Neptune just a year after her self-titled debut album, the album was a love letter to her relationship with Theon. Theon is the lead guitarist in the band, Neptunes Wolves, his band mates are Robb Stark, Jon Snow, Arya Stark and Gendry Storm. They were on the second year of their tour for their debut album “Valyrian Ice”. It was revealed in the second month of her tour that she had married Theon in secret. She and Theon were often seen at each others concerts and she would sometimes have Theon as a guitarist for her shows. They were 20 and 23 when they married.

The last three photos are from Sansa’s third album “A Lady’s Desire” and Neptune’s Wolves second album “under a weirwood”. Sansa had just given birth to her first child, a boy named Florian and at first faced backlash since people thought she wasn’t being a present mother and Theon took to twitter and told everybody off saying that they were idiots because he was on tour as well and nobody was calling him an absent father, he as basically just telling everybody that they were idiots for their double standards. A Lady’s Desire had several songs about familial love, the lead single being a heart wrenching ballad called “Words Aren’t Enough”, a song Sansa wrote entirely by herself about how there were no words, analogies, or literary allusions to describe the love that Sansa felt for her little family. She also had a song about how hard it was to move on from the life she lived in high school, since she doesn’t live in her hometown and she lost contact with her friends it was titled “Only in my Heart”. Sansa used all of the money earned from the first show of every month from Lady’s tour to fund a charity she started for single mothers and fathers. “under a weirwood” included five songs that were written by each member of the band for their son/nephew/baby that they somehow know. Theon’s song was called “hush little wolf”. At the end of the Lady’s tour she revealed that she is pregnant with her second child, another boy that they named Callahan.

I based Sansa on Taylor Swift and Sabrina Carpenter, Theon is based visually on Ross Lynch but sound wise I was thinking Maneskin for Neptune’s wolves

[waitingforanangel]

Growing up with and dating Robb Stark would include Part 3

(This won’t follow the correct storyline of the show)

(Requests are open so just look at my profile to see what I wrote for and send requests if you want to)

Part 1

Part 2

-You could sense a new feeling of hope once the army had gained a hostage that mattered to the opposing side alongside the fact that Robb’s army had no lost a battle yet. Any Lords that doubted Robb’s ability to act as the leader of an army had soon turned around their opinions as your husband continuously demonstrated signs of great warlike strategy. Battle after battle led to more and more hostages being taken and the army getting closer and closer to Kings landing.

As Robb’s wife, you had clearance to sit in and listen to the war meetings held daily by Robb and his fellow bannermen but they sometimes went on for the full day and you understood next to none of what they were saying so you spent time with either Catelyn or your personal handmaiden, Johanna, that refused to stay in Winterfell and followed you into the middle of nowhere.

-On this current day you found yourself chatting with Johanna about a young soldier who had stolen her eye when a young boy that the army used as a spy and messenger ran up to you with a letter in his hand. The seal had already been broken so you knew that someone had already read it and as you opened it yourself you immediately knew who had.

You murmured a quick apology to Johanna before running as fast as you could to the other side of the camp where yours and Robb’s tent lay. The messenger boy stopped you, however, before you made it a few steps and pointed in the direction of the woods that stood to the East of the camp. With a small smile thrown his way you hurriedly changed course and slipped across the mud, trying to make it to your husband as fast as possible.

Walking through the camp led to a few soldiers giving you sympathetic looks. Word must spread fast in a camp as closely knit as this one. You felt tears started to well up in your eyes but you kept your head up high. You needed to stay strong for your husband and for the men that were looking at you in the absence of your husband. You needed to be strong. It was just too unreal to be true.

Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Wardon of the North was dead.

-As you get closer to the treeline you can hear Robb from within. You pause and stand beside the first few trees to catch your breath. You had just found out that your husbands’ father had died and trying to walk to Robb gasping for breath would not help you comforting him. You had never seen Robb fully upset, you never had a reason to, so nervousness built inside of you as you walked closer to where Robb currently was. You had no idea how he would react to being disturbed but you were wife and to hell with him if he wanted you to leave him alone when he was this vulnerable.

-You walked past a close cluster of trees into a small clearing where you found Robb, sword in hand, violently attacking a tree. You moved to your left, so you were in his peripheral vision and he was aware that you were there and slowly started to walk towards him. He didn’t stop hitting the tree which caused you to stop a couple metres from his person. He took a few more swings at the tree before throwing his sword on the ground and turning towards you.

You stared at each other for a few seconds. You could tell him a never-ending speech about how sorry you are, but you know that wouldn’t help in the slightest. He knew that you were close to his father also and so you simply walked up to him and put your arms around him. He stood completely still for a fraction of a second before grabbing onto you and putting his head into your neck. It only took a few more seconds for him to start crying.

Over the course of knowing Robb you had never seen him cry, yet alone break apart in front of you like he was now, and it terrified you. All you could do in that moment was wrap your arms tightly around him to assure him that you were still beside him. You stayed like that for a couple of minutes. The both of you standing there, silently mourning a father figure to the both of you and assuring yourselves that you were both there.

Robb straightened up which caused you to release him and turn to look behind you and your face dropped even lower. You turned back to Robb, gave him a small smile and squeezed his hand before walking over to his mother who was watching the both of you with a smile on her face. Robb gave you a small smile back before you walked over to your mother in law, hugged her and walked back towards the camp. You wanted to be there for your husband but at the same time you knew that the person who could comfort him the most was his mother. You wiped away the singular tear that fell before heading back to your tent.

-The next few days were tense. The army had lost its spirit and its main cause for fighting. They trudged between the tents like the dead and the gleam and fire in their eyes was gone. Your husband still fought on though. In the presence of his soldiers, he couldn’t show any weakness for fear of even more doubt spreading through the camp and so the only true Robb you saw was in private and even then, talk was hardly exchanged. You could see the fight slowly leaving him also and with no word yet to be heard about Arya or Sansa you could understand why.

-The men had decided to throw a little party of sorts to try and lighten everybody’s spirits. Sure, it was just a group of men drinking together but it would have been one of the best things they’ve done since leaving their homes to fight this war.

Everyone was laughing and joking together as the night was young. Even Robb let loose and drank and smiled with his friends, just the sight of his smile gave you hopes for the future you both had together but as the night grew older the talk, as it always did, turned to more serious topics and debates.

-The men were planning their course of action on who to team up with against the Lannister’s-Stannis or Renly. You knew that Stannis was the legitimate heir to the throne and yet rumours had started to spread into your camp at how Stannis ruled his followers with a red woman beside him who worshipped the ‘lord of light’. Renly was nice enough, apparently, but had only seen wealth and comfort with slaves answering to his every will, not to mention that he was the younger sibling. This debate was what Robb’s men were arguing about.

-The men were saying that Robb’s armies should pledge fealty to Renly and yet Robb voiced your opinions about the problems that came with us supporting Renly. This left the army with a dilemma. The army didn’t want to side with Renly or Stannis and Joffrey was an obvious decision to avoid so the men were starting to get restless.

“My lords” Lord Umber made his presence known by standing up and walking to the centre of the group.

“Here is what I say to these two Kings” He said before spitting on the ground. You playfully rolled your eyes at his stereotypical behaviour but smiled none the less.

“Renly Baratheon is nothing to me, nor Stannis neither” From the corner of your eye you saw Robb straighten. You understood his curiosity on what Lord Umber was going to say next.

“Why should they rule over me and mine from some flowery seat in the South? Even their Gods are wrong” and laughter rose from the people surrounding him. You leaned forward slightly in your chair, not entirely sure where this point was going to end up.

“It was the dragons we bowed to and now the dragons are dead” He pull his sword from its sheath, the noise of metal slicing through the air, before pointing it at Robb.

“There sits the only King I mean to bend my knee to. The King in the North”. Voices broke out around the camp as your eyebrows raised considerably. You didn’t know a lot about Northern history, that is true, but you knew that there hadn’t been a King in the North for centuries.

Beside you, Robb stood up and looked, almost challengingly, into the crowd that had grown suddenly quiet.

“Ill have peace on those terms” Another bannerman stood up to agree.

“They can keep their red castle and their iron chair too. The King in the North” From beside you you felt Catelyn tense up. You could see where this was leading to and you could tell that it frightened her as much as it did you.

You turned to your left to see Theon approach Robb.

“Am I your brother, now and always ?” He asked your husband to which he responded “Now and always” and Theon joined the first two men at Robb’s feet.

Lord Umber shouted from his kneeling position “The King in the North” and the night was filled with the responding shouts of every man at the scene. Swords were taken from their sheaths and everyone bowed down towards your husband as they crowned him the first King in the North in centuries.

He slowly looked around at all of them before turning to look at you and holding out his hand to you. You realised with a jolt that if he was King in the North, you were his Queen. You turned to Catelyn with worry and nervousness but she simply took your hand and smiled before gesturing back to Robb. You could see the worry in her eyes but you both knew that you couldn’t stop or change what had just happened so you looked back up at your husband, let him take your hand and stood up beside him and the cheers changed:

“The King and Queen in the North”

@icouldbeyourpatronus for being my n1 fan so far and @tsuupa just because

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚'𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

Warnings: mentions of PTSD, triggers, violence, blood, death and swearing

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ        

🌿ISTP 🍁Slytherin or Hufflepuff - can be debated.  📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Aries Sun, Taurus Moon, Scorpio Rising

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Nad Dunaem by DakhaBrakha

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

One Showing Kindness (You) x The Other Choosing To Become Kinder, As Redemption (Sandor)

Snarky Power Couple That Can, And Probably Will, Destroy You

“Shut Up” x “Make Me”

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔

Acts of Service. Likes to do things for you - making sure you’re fed and hydrated. Cuts up logs for the fire, and makes sure it’s always burning. 

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・Sansa specifically asked for the both of you to join her council right after her coronation

・Technically lowborn, your family had been loyal to House Stark for generations

・And when ... well when it all went to shit, you were forced to flee.

・For years you didn’t know what became of your family. But you did hold onto the knowledge that was passed down from generation to generation

・Not just about the physical world, but the spiritual, and the natural. 

・Your family was initially so close to the Starks’ because of your usefulness, but over hundreds of years, your family proved their allegiance 

・You grew up with the Stark children as your mother was a close companion of Cateyln’s (when she first came to Winterfell as a newlywed, she felt very lost. Your mother was the same age and showed her the ways of the North)

・Arya and Sansa were like sisters to you. But you were always caught in the middle of their bickering. You were the eldest of four siblings, having two other brothers and a younger sister. She was only a baby when Nedd Stark went to King’s Landing. 

・It wasn’t easy, surviving all those years on your own. But you did it. You endured. 

・After acquiring a job as a barmaid, you heard all the gossip and news the war

・You protected yourself with a hidden dagger underneath your skirts, and always wore a ring which held poison. Like a locket ring. 

・In all honesty, no one fucked with you because of it. And your reputation grew. 

・Women would come to you in the early hours of the morning, wanting an array of things. Herbs for birth control, poison for violent husbands, drafts to aid in sleep, ingredients to churn someone’s guts. 

・Your boss didn’t mind at first, but he thought you were creating too much attention. 

・But your boss’s wife liked you, and she helped you until one day a young Arya Stark trudged into the tavern with a tall scarred man. 

・It didn’t take her long to recognise you, and within minutes she had knocked over a pitcher of ale and threw herself into your arms

・She demanded that you came with them, and the rest is history...

・The relationship between you and Sandor was rocky in the beginning. You thought he was too abrasive and harsh. Arya, already used to it, just shrugged her shoulders when you called him out on it

・Even though you knew his reputation, you didn’t care. You had packed your belongings and had your own set of weapons that could kill him. 

・He knew that.

・And he was ... honestly impressed

・Arya loved the dynamic between you two. And although she would never admit it, she loved when you fussed over her - your big sister instincts kicking in. 

・It took you a while to realise Sandor’s love languages. Arya had to point out when he was ‘being nice’. 

・But you saw something in him that he didn’t see in himself. And you fell in love 

・When Sansa asked you to be on her council, Sandor was really proud of you, but it took him a long time to accept his position. He didn’t think he was worthy of it. 

・”We’ve all made mistakes,” Sansa told him one evening when the three of you were dining together. “You can atone by accepting my offer.”  

・You don’t have an official title, as you dabble in many areas of Winterfell. But you’re the connection to the people, and also the natural world. An advisor, and Maester in training. 

・Sandor’s official title is, ‘Master-at-Arms’ / ‘Commander’. He’s responsible for training soldiers, giving military advice and choosing the guards of Winterfell. 

・Sansa also has a council of Bannermen, who are present when very important decisions are made. (Sandor hates nearly every single one of them.) 

・You were going to have a little cottage somewhere warmer (because Sandor doesn’t like the cold), but the position was ... too perfect. Being with Sansa, living in Winterfell, it was home. 

・If Sansa travels to King’s Landing, she wants you and Sandor to come with her. She feels safe when the pair of you are around her. Sansa has PTSD (although not known as that), and can get triggered when men get too physically close. 

・You’ve taught Sansa about herbs, plants, poisions and cures. The old Sansa never listened, thought it was too boring. But now, she listens intently, and has endless questions. 

・Sansa offered to rebuild your family home, but it hurt too much. Until ... two years later, when your youngest brother and sister found their way back home. 

・Sandor was unsure of this reunion. He wanted to make sure they were who they said they were. 

・But you knew. 

・Yes, in your gut you knew. But your brother and sister had specific birth marks and physical oddities which set them aside since birth. 

・Arya travelled back to Winterfell when she found out, as did Jon Snow. Even though he was labelled a bastard during your childhoods, your family was still lowborn as well. 

・So on numerous occassions, your family had invited Jon Snow to sup with them. 

・Sandor didn’t think his life would be like this. He didn’t think he would make it this far or that he deserved the love you gave him. 

・And when your siblings came along, they too grew love for Sandor. He offered to train both your siblings (because he thought both men and women should know how to defend themsleves). 

・You slowly found out the horrors that your siblings endured, and at nights you cried to Sandor. 

・You became a family again. 

・And like the generations before you, your family was once again faithful to the ruler in the North. 

[obscure-imagines]

-him treating you like his princess

-he’d try to be tough but your attention (at first) makes him blushy and shy

-but once he gets used to you, he’d be fiercely loyal and protective

-Greywind would follow you anywhere Robb couldent go with you, to make sure you were safe

-everyone would know who you are

-Robb would stare at you with complete adoration

-he’d play with your fingers under the table

-you’d help advise him on everything 

-horse back riding together

-he’d get you a new horse

-stolen kisses in deserted hallways

-he’d pamper you with clothes, jewelry, fine rugs, anything to see you smile

-staring deep in your eyes and stating he loves you, so there’s no question on how he feels

-teasing each other

-’my love’

-him getting you the most beautiful ring in all the lands for when you marry

-him actually having the sweetest most heart felt wedding vows ever

-complete love because he loves with all his heart

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[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating yandere Robb Stark would include ?

Here you go! Hope you enjoy~

[little-spicy]

Little-Spicy Masterlist!

18+ Minors DNI 🔞🔞🔥🔥

MARVEL 

Stucky

ORC SERIES

Summary: In order to save her kingdom from a war that would turn fatal, Y/N sacrifices herself as an alliance between orc and human.

part 1 part 2

PAINT

Summary: Y/N and the boys decided to have an arts and crafts day.

HOT TO THE TOUCH

Summary: It's never easy when things happen unexpectedly. After an argument, everything blurred and Y/N soon to began to burn hot to the touch.

AT LAST

Summary: After a really long mission, Y/N decided to surprise her boys with a treat.

EARLY BIRD

Summary: The boys have to go on a business trip right before Y/N's due date. Even though they assure her that everything is fine, sometimes mother's intuition is never wrong.

SOMETHING SWEET

Summary: When Y/N helps Bruce and Tony with the long lost super soldiers. It is clear to see that they are infatuated and utterly in love with Y/N. And when they are all alone with her, they decide that they would make their move.

OUR LOSS

Summary: Steve and Bucky have been very stressed during their upcoming mission and have sadly taken it out on Y/N. When Y/N have a surprise for them, it ends up going not the way she expected.

STUCKY COMFORTING YOU ON PERIOD INCLUDES

BEING !TARZAN STUCKY’S GIRLFRIEND INCLUDES...

Steve Rogers

RAIN ON MY PARADE

Summary: Y/N is a blind date for Steve, one of Bucky's girl's sister was set up and she couldn't help but get stuck in the bad weather.

Spiderverse Preferences 

Which Disney Couple are you?

What would happen if you fell asleep on them?

What Turns Them On  

Favorite Position  

How Do They Comfort You?  

Favorite Things To Do With You  

How They React When Their Jealous  

Where Do They Like To Kiss You?  

When Would They Bring You Flowers?  

How would They Take Care of You When Your Sick?

Otto Octavius

EXPERIMENTAL

Summary: When Otto experiments with a brand new substance, it doesn't go well. Y/N sees the big bad doctor in a whole new light.

COMFORT

Summary: Ever since Y/N has had the now reformed villains at her apartment it's been hard for her to go out. So when she gets stood up for a date, all the men decide to cheer Y/N up.

Eddie Brock

JUST A LITTLE KISS

Summary: When Eddie and Venom fight, Venom decided to go out on the town. Knowing Eddie is too stubborn, Y/N decides to find Venom and some things reveal unexpectedly.

HOTD

Aemond Targaryen 

LIES 

Summary:  Aemond is to be married to Jocelyn Baratheon for an alliance and doesn't tell Y/N. He's willing to lie to keep her and way more.

SECRET TIES

Summary: Y/N Velaryon was the adopted child of Rhaenerys and Laenir. Taken in as a babe and was the daughter of house Velaryon and treated as one. Even though the blacks and greens have bad blood. Y/N and Aemond have always shared a secret love for one another. As war begins, the two decide to set their own fate and seal a promise made long ago.

GOT

Robb Stark 

SNOWFALL

Summary: an alliance of house Baratheon and house Stark was going to set place in Winterfell. Y/N Baratheon and Robb Stark were to be wed and be man and wife.

OTHER

Doctor Who

BEING THE DOCTOR’S WIFE INCLUDES

Stephen Arden

SWEET MELODY 

Summary: Y/N hasn't experienced many things in the world so when Stephen Arden shows her music, it intrigues her.

HEAT

Summary: After they believed they killed Sil, Y/N is going through changes and when she is suddenly hit with the urgency to mate, Stephen realizes there's more to her than he realized.

[itsgameofthronesimagines]

Dating Robb would include…?

Need. More. Robb. Fanfics. 💕

(Gif not mine)

Dating Robb Stark Would Include...

Warm embraces. All. The. Time.

Grey Wind is a better third-wheel than Theon. Pass it on.

At least Grey Wind doesn't tease the two of you if he sees any form of PDA.

Grey Wind actually approves of the PDA, and he'll growl at Theon if he so much as opens his mouth.

The gif attached? Yeah, that's how he looks every time you walk in the room. All stupid and dumb and lovesick and cute.

The entirety of the North respects you as Robb's betrothed.

I just realized that dating anyone in Westeros would technically mean you're betrothed or courting... at least lawfully. I should title this series 'Courting Robb Stark Would Include...'

Anyway, hair petting.

Which of you is doing the hair petting?

Yes

Prepare for Robb to run his fingers through your hair every night until it's silky smooth or you're lulled to sleep.

When around Theon, Robb can be a bit childish, like we all are around our friends. He also becomes a bit of a show-off.

"Hey, Y/n!" *continues to race past you on a horse*

He enjoys hunting for any animal that has the softest fur for the number of cloaks he gets made for you.

If walking together, he usually keeps his hand on the small of your back.

If war is around the corner, he gifts you a beautiful dagger with a direwolf engraved on the blade.

If you're threatened, Robb's entire face darkens. He keeps his gaze locked on the person responsible and by silence alone, he's able to beckon Grey Wind. It's honestly a little terrifying to witness the bond between man and wolf. Grey Wind's emotions are often compatible with his master's.

Even if Robb isn't around, Grey Wind comes to your rescue when threatened.

Tender forehead kisses.

Picture this: it's chilly out and you're covered in furs while walking outside. Robb walks over, gloved hands gently grabbing both of your shoulders as he leans down to kiss your forehead.

If your nose gets cold easily, you can tuck your face into his neck. He'll complain but it's not genuine.

If he's being a prick and you put him in his place, he immediately shuts up and apologizes once you're done scolding him. Not gonna lie, it also turns him on a bit.

I hope you enjoyed!

[tessimagines]

Types of works you can request:

Drabble (open)

200-600 word imagine story. Specific plots or just a character and theme (fluff, angst, etc...) can be requested

Headcanon (open)

Series of bullet points describing a situation. For example, dating Jon Snow would include or showing Jon Snow affection would include. Broader topics will be longer while more specific ones will be shorter.

Reaction (open)

How a character or characters (max of 5) will react to a specific situation. For example, how Jaime Lannister, Sandor Clegane and Jorah Mormont would react to being praised.

Fandoms/Characters you can request for:

❤ = Tess’ Faves

Game of Thrones

Jon Snow  ❤

Robb Stark

Ned Stark  ❤

Arya Stark

Sansa Stark

Theon Greyjoy

Jaime Lannister  ❤

Tyrion Lannister

Sandor Clegane  ❤

Tormund Giantsbane

Jorah Mormont

Oberyn Martell

Gendry Waters

Podrick Payne

Brienne of Tarth

Margaery Tyrell

Danaerys Targaryen

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Bill Weasley  ❤

Charlie Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory  ❤

Sirius Black  ❤

Remus Lupin  ❤

James Potter

Severus Snape

The Last of Us

Joel Miller  ❤

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[greenhikingboots]

Do you ever like someone else’s fanfiction so much, it makes you want to borrow the premise and write your own gender flipped version? I feel that way about a lot of ganymede_elegy/@cellsshapedlikestars’s fics. Here’s a little thing I jotted down after reading a fairytale ending. I’m not sure when, if ever, I’ll get around to continuing it. But, here, let me share it with you so its lack of ending can torture you the way it tortures me. 😘

The digital flyer was sent as a text, no further explanation included. Jon’s eyes flickered over the drawing — a woman with dark red hair and big blue eyes — then down to the cursive words below it. They spelled out a plea. It seemed the real life version of this woman was looking for a wedding date who was willing to pretend to be her boyfriend. Some PDA required, the flyer said. Specifics to be negotiated ahead of time. And then came the list of warnings. - The groom is my ex-boyfriend and his mother is the actual devil. - Other guests will include my crazy aunt and her creepy boyfriend. - It’s a destination wedding, so expect a 4-5 day time commitment. The very last section of the flyer said the woman would pay for all expenses and, If interested, contact the mutual friend who sent you this for further instructions. Jon double checked who that mutual friend was, half wondering if the flyer had found its way to him by mistake. But, no. Gilly had texted him, his screen told him. His best friend’s girlfriend. And she’d never texted him by mistake before, so — Curiosity peaked, Jon tossed aside the book he’d been reading and fired off a reply. Jon: Is this a joke? Some funny thing you stumbled across online? Instead of texting back, Gilly called right away. Speaking over the noise of the hair salon where she worked, she said, “I’ve got like, three minutes until my next appointment, so don’t interrupt, okay?” Jon kept quiet. “Okay?” Gilly repeated. “Wait? Are you there?” “That was me not interrupting,” Jon said. “Oh, gods. Okay, so her name is Sansa and she’s gorgeous and really, really nice, and she moved back to Winterfell about a year ago after living far away for like, I don’t know, seven or eight years maybe? She said she went to the private school here in town. What’s it called again? No, don’t answer that. Time crunch and all that. Anyway, the point is that you went to different schools so you don’t know each other, but you might know her brother? Wren Stark?” “You mean Robb Stark?” Jon had been a loner throughout most of his school years, but as a junior he’d let his favorite teacher, Mr. Rodrick, who was also the wrestling coach, talk him into joining an organized sport for the first time ever. Robb had been a senior and the team’s captain. Nice enough guy. Helped Jon feel included throughout the season without treating him like a totally charity case. They remained Facebook friends all these years later, though they never interacted. “Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe it was Robb,” Gilly answered. “Anyway, Sansa thought about making a profile on a dating app or whatever, but she was worried she’d attract some real weirdos. So she made that flyer instead and asked a few of her friends to share it — discreetly — with a few of their friends. And now, if you’re interested, I’m supposed to give her your number. And I very much want you to be interested, by the way, because you need to start dating again. Think of this as, like, a practice round or something. Oh, and you need a vacation too. Desperately. When was the last time you left the North?” “Uh… never?” Jon replied, trying not to laugh. This was ridiculous. Why did Gilly always think she could boss him around? Just because Sam let her get away with such antics didn’t mean he had to, right? “So I should give Sansa your number?” she asked. “You know her from the salon?” “Yeah. Did I not say that already? She has perfect hair, so all we ever do is trim it. But she always tips me really well.” Gilly let that comment simmer, and Jon, of course, understood why. Ever since he inherited a life-changing amount of money from his dad, he’d been weary of getting involved with a woman of little means. That made him feel like an asshole, but, hey, feeling like an asshole was better than having to wonder if the woman in question only liked him because of the size of his bank account. “I think she might be rich,” Gilly added after several beats of silence, like maybe she thought Jon was too dense to make the connection. “Yeah, but how rich?” he asked. Because he’d also been weary of getting involved with women who grew up in affluent families. He hadn’t grown up in one himself — his dad had been a distant figure in his life — and he knew he would never fit in in that world. What did he remember about the Starks? His mind raced in that direction before his question could be answered. Robb had worn nice clothes and driven an SUV that looked too expensive for a teenager to afford on their own. But if his parents were super rich, why hadn’t they sent all of their children to private school like Sansa? Wait, why had she not gone to Winterfell High? Why was she the exception to the rule within her family? Jon had more questions. “I’m hesitant to tell you everything I know,” Gilly said. “You have a tendency to draw too many conclusions from too little information. Incorrect conclusions, usually, I should remind you.” Jon scoffed. He wasn’t sure he agreed with that assessment, but whatever. He’d let it slide. “What’s this Sansa character do for a living?” he asked. Gilly squealed. “That means you’re considering it. I can tell. I’m so excited.” “What? No. I never said that.” “You didn’t have to. I can read you like a book.” Jon hesitated before admitting, in his own special way, that Gilly had the right of it. “I liked the part where she called her ex-boyfriend’s mom the actual devil. That amused me.” He took a beat to rub his hand over the back of his neck. “And it’s not as if I have anything better to do with my time,” he added. Too often lately, he’d been home, by himself, doing nothing. He was going stir crazy. He needed a change. A new person to meet. A new city to see. Something. Anything. “Oh, gods. Okay. This is thrilling,” Gilly said. “But my one o’clock just walked in, so I gotta go. I’ll send Sansa your number and tell her how wonderful you are. And then hopefully she’ll text you tonight. Don’t be weird if she does, okay? Promise me.” “I’m never weird, Gil.” She cackled, a weird way of expressing disagreement. “You’re frequently weird,” she said, “especially around girls. But I really do have to go now, okay? I’ll text her, she’ll text you. It’ll be great.” “Uh huh.” “Uh huh,” Gilly echoed teasingly. “Sam and I love you. Ba-bye.” She hung up the phone, and Jon returned his attention to the flyer in their text history. The thing looked like it could have been professionally made. Maybe Sansa worked in graphic design or marketing or something? Was that a lucrative industry? Jon wouldn’t know. He’d spent most of adulthood working at sporting goods stores, taking advantage of their employee discounts in order to outfit long backpacking trips around the North. He quit only recently, about four months after receiving his inheritance. Now he was unemployed, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with himself and the money that had opened up his options. Start his own business, maybe? But what kind of business, he had no idea. The screen on Jon’s phone turned black, catching his attention and drawing his thoughts back to the flyer he’d been studying. Rather than guess at Sansa’s career, he sent Gilly another text, wondering if she'd have time after her current appointment to reply to him. Jon: What’s Sansa do for a living? An hour passed without reply. With his patience dwindling, he realized he had other methods of research at his disposal. He logged on to Facebook, found Robb Stark, then searched his friends list for Sansa. Nothing. She either didn’t have a profile, or she had those extra security measures in place which prevented her from appearing in his search. Another twenty minutes passed and then, finally, Gilly sent him a text. This one was an embedded YouTube video, no further explanation included. Jon clicked play. He watched a door swing open to reveal a woman — not a drawing — with dark red hair and big blue eyes. “Hey, everybody,” she said. “Welcome back to my channel. Or, if you’re new here, welcome for the first time. I’m Sansa, and —” She paused to grin. It was a big, toothy thing Jon found he liked despite his reluctance to like anything to do with a YouTube star. “And today’s the big day,” she continued. “I’m so excited to walk you through the final reveal of our co-working space. Come on in.” She turned over her shoulder, beckoning the camera to follow her. She took a few steps forward, and then the video faded to a white, ever so briefly, before bubbly music and an animated introduction — similar style of the flyer — took over the screen. Jon watched all fifteen minutes of the interior design tour video without interruption, despite Sansa’s suggestion that he first go back and watch the other four in the so-called Headquarters Series. By the end of it, he’d learned that her YouTube channel focused on “rental -friendly interior designs and DIY projects on a budget.” Okay, that was sort of cool, he had to admit. He wasn’t the target audience, but he could appreciate it. And even better than that? By the end of the video, Jon had also learned that nearly four years ago, Sansa was let go from her dream job at a lifestyle magazine, which was “devastating at the time,” but, ultimately, put her on the path to where she was now — the leader of her own company, where she worked with five of her “most favorite people of all time.” Sansa made that happen for herself. And as far as Jon could tell, she hadn’t needed inherited money to do it. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from her. Anyway, yeah, she had a decent amount of money, it seemed. New money, like him. And Gilly was right, she was gorgeous. So even though he would have said no sixteen minutes ago, had anyone asked if he thought he could like a YouTuber who decorated in pastel color schemes, he was intrigued. What was the story behind Sansa, her ex-boyfriend, and his devilish mother? What made her aunt so crazy and her aunt’s boyfriend so creepy? What was the destination of this destination wedding? Jon hoped he would soon find out. 

[a-libra-writes]

Game of Thrones - Love Letter and Handwriting Headcanons

In this preference, you'll be writing to: Ned Stark, Robb Stark, Sansa Stark, Jon Snow, Benjen Stark, Jory Cassel, Eddison Tollett, Yara Greyjoy, Daenerys Targaryen, Jorah Mormont, Missandei, Grey Worm, Tywin Lannister, Tyrion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Sandor Clegane, Bronn, Petyr Baelish, Stannis Baratheon, Davos Seaworth, Margaery Tyrell, Brynden Tully, Edmure Tully, Brienne of Tarth, Ramsay Bolton, Roose Bolton, Oberyn Martell, Arianne Martell

my own silly fanfic made me think of this bc there’s letter writing later on in that. whee!

Ned Stark

His handwriting is neat, evenly spaced and fairly plain. It’s easily readable, which is the point - he knows not everyone is well-versed in letters and he tries to make it easier. Ned typical sends ravens, only writing a full letter for when he has to give instructions or relay something important. He has a formal Stark wax seal for this… and yes, he uses that same formal seal when he sends something to you. The more you exchange letters, the more relaxed he clearly becomes in writing. He knows he isn’t romantic or poetic by any means, but he hopes his affection for you comes across.

Robb Stark

Goodness knows he’s had endless lessons on writing properly and expressing the right words, but Robb just has no interest in it. His handwriting is perfectly legible but obviously hastily written, and he doesn’t care if there’s a few smudges or the paper gets dirty. When he’s writing to you, he’ll try to be neater… but sometimes he’s just got so much to say, and he’s so eager to send it, he doesn’t even notice the mess. Robb never thought he’d anticipate letters, especially romantic ones, but he loves receiving things from you. If you live far away, he feels the distance strongly and starts to rely on your letters to feel more connected to you.

Sansa Stark

As expected, her penmanship is pretty and neat. If she's in a good mood she'll add little flourishes here and there, but normally she's a bit embarrassed to do it. It feels childish to do that now. When she finds a nice stationary, she saves it until she writes to you. Her envelopes have the usual Stark direwolf with some wildflowers along the border. Honest and romantic words used to come easy to her, but now she’s more subdued. She’ll include pretty poetry she heard and wanted to share with you.

Jon Snow

His writing would be neater if he just slowed down, but he’s often in haste, especially once he becomes Lord Commander. He never cared about the proper penmanship or address because who would a bastard write to? Really, it’s lucky he was taught letters at all. He’d do his best to write neater for you, but the words keep escaping him - It’s hard enough to express how he feels in person, writing it isn’t any easier, no matter what Sam says. Jon always responds if you write to him, even if he’s blushing and feeling stupid the whole time.

Benjen Stark

He’s perfectly capable of writing neatly, but Benjen rarely bothers to. He jots down what he needs, though he at least has to make it legible - there’s only so many men that know their letters at the Wall, and Benjen has to keep his orders neat. When you pass him a secret letter, he’s grinning like a boy. He thinks it’s adorable that you went through the effort of finding supplies and writing something so sweet. He’ll ask to read it in front of you, but if you make him do it in secret, he’ll want to run and find you as soon as he’s done. He’d fold it up tight and keep it in a safe pouch tied to his belt. 

Jory Cassel

His handwriting is pretty messy. Jory was never bothered by it until he had to write you something. Oh no. Wasn't there a proper way to address you? What if it was too personal, or too standoffish? Poor Jory overthinks his letters unless you two write with frequency. His handwriting won't get better, but he's more comfortable writing sweet things. He likes to keep his envelopes and papers plain so no one suspects anything, which is a good habit if you’re dating in secret, but a silly once if you’re married. 

Eddison Tollett

He jokes it’s a small miracle that he knows his letters, poor as his family was. He likes to pretend he doesn’t, just so the higher ups on the Wall won’t give him extra duties like they did Sam. Reading never interested him, and he had no one to write to, so it’s just not something he thinks about. When you slip him a letter, he just stares at it dumbly for a minute. Once Edd has a chance to open it up, he’s a little taken aback. What… should he do? Should he talk to you? Respond to it? He’s never had such a nice gesture given to him, never had anyone write such nice things to him (has he even received a letter before??). So the next time to meet him, he still has a stupefied look on his face. And here he was thinking nothing on the Wall could surprise him anymore.. 

Yara Greyjoy

She was taught writing and reading by her nuncle - because the Gods know her father hardly bothered - so she actually has fond memories of both, even if she hardly does it. Yara would be very curious by anything you sent. Was something wrong? If it smelled of perfume or had a pretty stationary, she’d snort… but once she read the contents, she’d just grin and laugh. If the letter is more romantic, she finds it silly, but so like you. Very endearing. If it’s more saucy and risque, well … she’s going to read this in private and take her time.

Daenerys Targaryen

Her handwriting wasn’t as neat as it could’ve been, given her upbringing. It’s a point of embarrassment, so Dany practices pretty lettering and uses interesting inks she’s found around the markets. It’s a bit relaxing, though when she’s writing something official as Khaleesi and Queen, she makes sure it’s perfect. She’s pleasantly surprised when you write her something - has she ever actually received something this sweet before? She’ll write you back with a smile on her face, and she likes any chance to use that fancy Targaryen seal. Dany will still love to receive and send letters even if you both are staying in a palace together. It’s just one of many romantic gestures she thought she’d never enjoy.

Jorah Mormont

Jorah's handwriting is nice, but he usually writes in haste, so several letters end up smudged. He doesn't like to waste paper and start over. Jorah really can’t believe that you’d send him something romantic and sweet; he tries to hide his grin and blush, but he’ll wear it the whole time he’s reading. When he's writing something really sweet to you, it gets him flustered and happy, so whole words end up smudged. He doesn't notice the ink on his hand until he's already put the letter in the envelope. He keeps whatever you’ve sent him in a protective leather book so they can’t get damaged.

Missandei

She has lovely handwriting in many languages, as she was taught. The neatness of the lines and letters really is impressive. When she's writing something sweet to you, she pauses and struggles with the words for a while. Missandei always has the sweetest, most thoughtful letters - more sentimental than romantic. Her letters are punctuated with citrus smelling paper and a modestly decorated envelope.

Grey Worm

He’s only recently learned to read, and writing is still a struggle - he’d be very intimidated at the idea of writing something to you. When you give him something to read for practice, it takes Grey Worm a few minutes before he realizes it’s something you wrote. And it’s for him! And about him! He’s very happy but also very flustered. It takes him longer to get through it, but he can’t stop smiling all day once he’s done. He aspires to write something just as nice, once he’s practiced more. He’d keep your letters in a safe place, and wouldn’t want anyone else to see them.

Tywin Lannister

His penmanship is near perfect, which you expected. It’s always written in a stark black ink on fine, almost marbled paper that has an equally officially looking gold Lannister seal on the envelope. People whisper it’s liquid gold that seals it, but you know better. Tywin’s letters are for business only, so he doesn’t expect you to send him anything romantic… He wouldn’t know what to do with it, besides read it with some amusement and tuck it away for later. You might think he never read it, until he’ll tease you by quoting it weeks later. 

Tyrion Lannister

His handwriting is elegant and flawless, as it was meant to be. When Tyrion’s tired he’ll smudge here and there, and depending on how important the letter is, he’ll start over entirely. When he receives your first letter, he’s surprised by the pretty stationary and envelope - this is for him? - and the contents are even better. Tyrion might have a small mental shutdown if you write him something romantic and kind. He’ll re-read it over and over and be distracted through much of the day. This is really for him? He has to respond, of course, and he’ll do it while his emotions are high. For once he doesn’t think on carefully crafted words, he writes what he feels and picks a more subtle stationary (no giant Lannister seals) so attention isn’t drawn to you.

Jaime Lannister

Gods, he hates writing. Just sitting down to write a report is bad enough, but when it's something important? When it's a response to something lovely you wrote? He struggles. The letters start moving around like they used to, he remembers those awful lessons with his father and he's just put off by the whole thing. Seeing you in person is far better. Jaime's handwriting is neat, because it had to be, though when he's upset he'll write a few letters backwards.

Sandor Clegane

It's a mess. Really, the fact his words are readable is a miracle. 'Chicken scratch' is a generous term, though his name is passable. If you wrote him a letter, he'd have no idea what to do with it, let alone how to respond. Sandor doesn't do sentiment like that; seeing you in person can be conflicting and confusing enough. He'd probably rip it up and burn it after drinking too much (and immediately regret that in the morning).

Bronn

He's barely literate, and not a man of flowery words anyway, so don't respect a response. If anything he'd hand the letter to Tyrion and ask him to read it - only for it to be handed back once Tyrion realized it was very personal and... revealing. Bronn doesn't worry about a response or consider you getting upset about it. If you are, he has ways to make up for it. 

Petyr Baelish

You expected him to have neat penmanship, but you didn't expect it to be this nice. And of course, his way with words shows in his letters, but it's even better. You might even blush and have to excuse yourself to read it in private. Petyr loves to write on fancy paper with fancier envelopes that have his sigil, but if they're meant to be secret, the only indicator is a little symbol on the envelope's seal. He delights in anything you send him, especially if he can smell your perfume on it.

Stannis Baratheon

Stannis writes very neat letters with equally impossibly neat rows. He has a habit of gripping his quill too tight, but his letters are concise so his hand doesn’t hurt. While he usually writes quickly because he knows what to say, when he writes to you, he pauses far too often. Sometimes ink drips on the paper while he’s thinking, sometimes he misspells a word he’s never gotten wrong before. It takes a long time, especially if he’s responding to something that was very sweet and romantic. His first letters were very awkward and halting, but they’ve steadily improved. Mostly. 

Davos Seaworth

You were the one who helped him with writing, after helping him read as well. Davos isn’t happy with his penmanship, but he didn’t think he’d make it this far, so he keeps trying when he has time. It’s messy but legible enough. Davos is always pleasantly surprised when you write to him; he loves that you took the time to send something so sweet. It’s hard for him to reply efficiently, or to put what he’s thinking into words, so sometimes he’ll wait for you to get back instead. He would use your letters to practice reading… but it gets him terribly flustered to read the same kind things over and over again.

Margaery Tyrell

She doesn't mind taking the extra time to make her letters extra beautiful, to press dried flower petals and put them in the envelope, to look through dozens of stationary to find one that's just right for her mood. For most people, they're lucky to get one of these little rituals - you get all of them. She'd be delighted if you took extra care in your letters, too, and naturally she keeps whatever you send her in a special box (that absolutely no one will find). 

Brynden Tully

It's no surprise that his handwriting is simple and gets the job done. His brother used to complain that he wrote like a soldier, not a lord, and Brynden is proud of that. He won't wax poetic to you, but he will plainly state that he misses you and he always writes back promptly. Brynden feels bad that his letters take so long to arrive, so he'll make them longer with funny anecdotes and things he's heard from travellers. He folds his letter a few times and wraps it in a protective parchment, just in case rain comes or some idiot drops it.

Edmure Tully

He writes well enough, with neat letters that are jotted down in haste. Edmure almost never stays and lingers on words and sentences, he just writes what comes to mind and moves on. He’s shocked in a good way when you write something to him - you missed him that much? Enough to write all this? He re-reads it several times, and keeps whatever you send him after that. He’ll eagerly write back, and even if it’s silly and awkwardly worded, you can feel the love in every letter. His letters are often a bit crumpled and are plain except for the Tully seal.

Brienne of Tarth

It might surprise some that she has a lady's penmanship. It was never something Brienne had trouble learning, though she often accidentally broke the quill by holding too hard. Though she cherishes the kind things you send her (and she blushes terribly as she reads them), she struggles to send something in return. Her words fail her and she feels embarrassed for trying, but she does try. Seeing you in person is so much easier, though. She likes to keep your letters in a safe place and read them when she's feeling down.

Ramsay Bolton

The letters are messy, but legible enough. The real issue is all the stains on the paper, usually a combination of mud, blood or water. He has little care for the proper way to write or address others; Roose may have given him the bare minimum and not expected him to actually use it. Ramsay is very surprised and amused by anything you send him, though. He considers writing something back, but decides to wait or just go and see you directly. That’s far more fun.

Roose Bolton

His handwriting is functional and his words are to the point. There's nothing outstanding about the letter or its contents, save for a blood-red Bolton seal on the envelope. Roose rarely sends full letters, though; it's a quick Raven or nothing. Though he won't mind anything you send… he'll be very pleased with how personal they become, and he still won't send anything back right away, if he does at all. Better to keep you in anticipation.

Oberyn Martell

Oberyn has a stylish flourish to his letters that’s unique to him. If that didn’t give it away, the pretty gold ink or embellished envelope will. Often it has the spear as a seal, sometimes it’s some interesting and strange stamp he picked up from his travels. There’s always a slight scent to his letters, and you can’t always place it. The actual words themselves are often scandalous and teasing, though he’s sent plenty of heartfelt things, especially if you enjoy it. He’s no poet, but he’s honest and romantic. Oberyn much prefers to see you in person, but he likes to receive sweet things and re-read them.

Arianne Martell

Her handwriting is beautifully elegant, and she loves getting ahold of pretty colored inks and papers. Her letters straddle a fine line between romantic and a little scandalous, and she likes to use pet names, as if you both are writing in secret. Her envelopes have a pleasant smell, and the official Martell seal. If she wants her letter to be sent especially fast, she’ll take her father’s seal. She keeps anything you send her in a pretty, hand carved wooden box with a lock and key.

[wildflower-daydreamer]

Blanket - november drabbles - day 17

Day 17 of @creativepromptsforwriting November prompt list.

Their traditional Thanksgiving night movie came to an end. A few of the Starks yawned and headed to bed. Sansa stayed on the couch, legs wrapped up to her chest, waiting for the next film. Most of the Stark kids had moved out of their parents’ house, but it was tradition for everyone to stay the night after gorging themselves on Catelyn’s famed Thanksgiving dinner.

“Are you cold?” Jon asked her, chuckling at her balled-up position. He was included every year since the family basically adopted him the day Robb brought him over to play in grade school.

“She’s always cold,” Arya claimed as she put on the next movie.

“Shut up. I couldn’t find any more throw blankets, I don’t know where Mom keeps them these days.”

“I think they’re on everyone’s beds for extra warmth while sleeping,” Bran mentioned.

“Here, you can share mine,” Jon offered, motioning for her to sit next to him. She climbed over an irritated Arya to get to him and he threw his blanket over them.

As the movie went on, Jon and Sansa found themselves inching closer together. They’d mock and tease each other, giving playful shoves of their shoulders. Arya finally shot them a rather annoyed look when Jon tickled Sansa and she started giggling. They apologized and went back to watching the movie. Bran bowed out after a little while and when the movie was over, Arya headed toward her old bedroom as well, bestowing them with a suspicious lifted brow that Sansa decided to ignore.

“I could go to my room if you wanted to sleep,” Sansa offered, gesturing to the couch which would be his bed that night.

“No, I can do one more movie. If you want.”

“Would you hate me if I put on the good old rom-com classic The Holiday?” Sansa asked. Jon laughed and shook his head. Honestly, she didn’t care what was on the screen, she was much more interested in what was going on under the blanket that covered them. They were so close now that her tucked-up knees were in his lap with his hand resting on them. Ever since her attention turned to boys, she always knew Jon was good looking, in his special broody way. But she never really gave it another thought. However, she then got older. Done with high school and the immature boys, she paid a little more attention to Jon, always a little more grown up than the others. College boys were just barely more mature than the high schoolers and a couple of bad relationships later, Sansa figured out what she truly wanted – someone like Jon. Well, Jon specifically. She never thought he’d be interested in her though, his whole aesthetic was of a rougher, cool rocker vibe wrapped over a hidden soft inside. She wasn’t like the girls he had dated previously, just as much as he wasn’t like her ex-boyfriends. But the touchy-feely, flirty thing happening tonight was giving her some hope and she desperately wanted it to continue.

Sansa adjusted her body, cuddling into him more and moving her legs further over him, causing his hand to slide in between her thighs. She smiled to herself when he didn’t remove it. After a few minutes, she laid her head on his shoulder and his fingers moved up and down delicately while his other arm wrapped around her shoulders. Sansa wasn’t even concentrating on the movie anymore, too preoccupied with figuring out how to move this along. She turned her face into his neck, her lips close to his skin, as she moved just a fraction closer, his fingers going very high up her thigh. She let out a hot breath, a nearly imperceptible sigh. She could feel Jon’s body go stiff and he held his breath for a moment. Her hand went to his chest, her touch lazily dragging along his shirt. She could feel his heartbeat fast under the fabric and she smiled devilishly.

“You’re making this rather difficult,” he said in a husky whisper.

“What?” she asked, lifting her head to look at him, all fake innocence and teasing smile. He gave her a look that clearly said she knew exactly what he meant. She slowly leaned in closer. “Do you want me, Jon?” Her whisper brushed against his lips.

“Yes. For so long.”

It was all she needed. Sansa swung her leg over his lap and straddled him, making sure the blanket stayed over them for the cover. She pressed down on him while his hands gripped at her hips and his lips graced her neck, planting kisses upward until he found her lips. His arms wrapped around her and held her close, her hips moving to grind on him. His mouth trailed down again to her chest, where his hand came up to cup a breast, Sansa keeping her moans to gasps. But it was his turn to make things difficult for her. Jon swiftly laid her down on the couch, his hands deftly peeling her pajama bottoms down. She had to cover her mouth when his finger tested her wetness and he brought it to his mouth for a taste with a hungry groan. He dove under the blanket, his mouth bringing her to edge after edge, letting her build up until he could tell she needed to come undone. Sansa could taste a hint of blood as she bit her lip to stay quiet while her body let out violent shakes as she came. His lips sweetly kissed her skin as he resurfaced from under the blanket, wearing a satisfied smile.

A creak in the floor upstairs made them sit upright and hold their breath. A sibling just using the restroom. Once the movement upstairs stopped, they gave it a few minutes to test the silence. “Did you want to go to sleep?” Jon whispered.

Sansa gave him her devilish smile. Under the blanket, her hand grazed the stiffness hidden in his pants. “No.”

[waitingforanangel]

Game of thrones Masterlist:

Robb Stark:

-Being Robb Stark’s elder twin would include

-Growing up with and dating Robb Stark would include:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Jon Snow:

-Being Jon Snow’s elder twin