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[ladym-rules]

I posted 87 times in 2022

That's 9 more posts than 2021!

18 posts created (21%)

69 posts reblogged (79%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@jaimebrienneonline

@wackygoofball

@jaime-brienne-fic-exchange

@sdwolfpup

@forbiddenfantasies1

I tagged 86 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#jaime lannister - 55 posts

#jaime x brienne - 49 posts

#brienne of tarth - 43 posts

#braime - 41 posts

#fanart - 23 posts

#nikolaj coster waldau - 21 posts

#fanfic - 18 posts

#nikolaj coster-waldau - 11 posts

#gwendoline christie - 10 posts

#funkopop - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 41 characters

#too chicken to sign up but i hope you do!

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

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70 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

#4

Prize winning pumpkins! It was a good harvest, said Brienne.

72 notes - Posted October 14, 2022

#3

Beautiful art from @swordmaid arrived! Jaime and Brienne are quite pleased with their portrait.

InPrint

75 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

#2

Beautiful art from @illjustpretend arrived in the mail today! 💖 Jaime and Brienne 💖

Available on Redbubble

101 notes - Posted November 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

While I was in NYC, I saw this woman walking towards me down the sidewalk, wearing what looked like crop top scrubs. Double take! There were some people between us, and then we crossed paths at an intersection. I was disappointed to see that she was actually wearing sweatpants and a matching crop top, in the exact green color of typical medical scrubs. Obviously, that led to imagining Dr. Jaime Lannister, up to trouble in his crop top scrubs.

The story: The hospital fundraising team asks Dr. Lannister to come take a photo for the newsletter, and instead of a nice suit or white lab coat, he comes wearing . . . that. And well, they can't miss this opportunity, so they end up doing a calendar, which is, of course, the highest grossing fundraiser they've ever had.

Read more on AO3! What the Camera Sees

Illustrated by the wonderful @swordmaid​ /knifeears, who also gave us a glimpse of the photo shoot focus, after the cut.

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265 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

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[naomignome]

List 10 songs with 10 names in the titles that I like, and then tag 10 people.

I got tagged by @kiraziwrites @pretty-thief and @mattatouile <3<3 bootin up my old iPod lmao-jk I use yt music now, wow I don't actually have a lot of songs with names in the title.

Loretta - Ginger Root

Johnny It's the Last Time - Raveena Aurora

What Sarah Said - Death Cab for Cutie

Check Yes Juliet - We the Kings

Mr. Brightside by The Killers

Hey Juliet - LMNT

Dear Jamie...Sincerely Me - HelloGoodbye

Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

The Real Slim Shady - eminem (does this count lmao)

Stacy's Mom - Fountains of Wayne

Tagging @sdwolfpup @es-beeohohem @nire-the-mithridatist @brynnmck @forbiddenfantasies1 @slipsthrufingers @virareve @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined anybody else who wants to do this lol

[sdwolfpup]

Today is the birthday of the super wonderful @forbiddenfantasies1! This time last year I did not know her well enough to lavish all the good wishes and love on her that she deserves, and boy have things changed for the better since then. Our friendship was the best new development of 2020 for me by many country miles. It would still have been even if it hadn't been the year that it was.

What makes FF so great? Let me tell you, using her username as a guide. FF is....

Friendly

Overflowing with warmth

Ridiculously kind

Best, the

Inspiring

Delightful (and sometimes delightfully petty)

Dope af

Enthusiastic in her appreciation of things

Nifty-keen

Funny

Awesome at song adaptations, especially smutty ones

Never annoyed when I whine to her

Talented

An amazing parent

Sunshine on a cloudy day

Iconic

Every other good word you can think of

So worth the effort of coming up with this many adjectives

1 of a kind!

FF, I adore you and I will end this post with the traditional gift of friendship among our people: the thirst attack.

[twelvemonkeyswere]

very intrigued by hermione/jaime crack 😳😳

thank you both @halfagod​ and @forbiddenfantasies1​ for asking about this! and sorry it's so long okay so - right off the bat, this isn’t anything romantic or anything, but it is crack.

you’ll likely remember there was some fanfic grrm was writing about his own characters fighting other characters. one of the first ones was Jaime Lannister vs Hermione Granger, and since he hates JK Rownling his descriptions of what a showdown between them would be were very uncharitable to the characters to say the fucking least, especially Hermione.

the whole thing is quite a bad read and it sent me thinking that there were a LOT of variables that would play into it if taken seriously, starting with their personalities, ages at the time of the match, reason why they’re fighting in the first place, etc.

and since I like world building and whatnot, I began thinking how to make their showdown realistic and feasable obeying the laws of their respective narratives, and then I decided it would be even more fun (hah) to make as many scenarios with those variables as possible, because that’s the sort of person i am. and then I realized... well. asoiaf began to be published in the 90s.... 1996, to be precise, when hermione was 17, and facing a war against a madman. and the parallels were right there, and thus I made a timeline to see how things would fit, and then some other ideas sprang up from that.

so now the main idea is that it all starts the year after the war, when Hermione comes back to Hogwarts to finish her studies while everyone else goes on with their lives. she’s alone, she has to deal with everything she saw and everything she had to do, and with everyone else in Hogwarts being traumatized too... so she’s depressed, and trying to get better. and in my idea, one of the things she tries is to get back to the things that made her happy before it all went wrong, reading among them.

particularly, reading muggle books. because since she knows real magic now, well, regular fantasy books must lose some of their charm, right? but what if that was what she loved as a kid, and she’s desperate enough to get away from what reality is now, in real-magic world? so maybe she tries new stories, see what she’s missed in the last couple of years.

and maybe she is afraid of being judged for having some of those books or she just wants some peace and quiet, so she sneaks into the room of requirements and foolishly and naively asks for a room where she can “immerse” herself in the book she’s trying to read that night.

and that’s how she meets Jaime, by going into the world of the book. and the idea was then that she would periodically travel into the books and see Jaime at different ages, and as she gets older and processes what happened during the war, her perspective of the events and her life shifts and changes, not unlike Jaime’s story changes through the books.

anyways i wrote some 2k words about grief and healing and it’s been sitting there, looking at me and threatening to become too long.

here’s the bit where she first meets Jaime in case you’re interested

(be warned, I never read HP in English and I haven’t consumed any media about it in YEARS. also i suck at actions scenes)

come ask stuff about my WIPs if you want!

“Who are you?” The white knight demanded.

Hermione frowned and ignored the question, inspecting the trees behind the man, the grass of the meadow under her feet. She had clearly been portkeyed somewhere, where was the artifact? 

“Answer me!” the man demanded. He shifted on his feet, his armor creaking and clinking. “Who sent you?” 

“He said,” a second voice drawled behind her. “Where did you come from?” 

Jumping to one side, Hermione noticed another knight, much closer to her, but also much younger. He was tall, but had a leaner frame even with the white armor, same as his companion. He didn’t have his helm on either, and she spotted it on the ground, likely dropped so the boy could hold his sword with both hands, the point of which was angled at her throat, even at a distance. His curly hair, golden and sticky with sweat, enveloped two emerald green eyes that moved with the murderous intent of a cat. 

Hermione swallowed.

If velas were male, she blinked in confusion, this is what they would look like.

It was stupid to realize that at a moment like this, given the fact her life was being threatened, but no human being was ever that beautiful. It had to be magic. 

She looked around, trying to remember what had been next to her in the Room of Requirements. Where’s the bloody thing?

“Accio portkey,” she swished her wand in a circle above her head, but nothing happened.

“Get her!” the man ordered the boy, and both stepped forward, closing in. Their swords drew up, the man holding it above his head, the boy raising the pommel to his cheek.

“Whoa!” Hermione reached instinctively into her robes and got her wand out. Her mind raced, trying to recall everything she knew about metal charming, but when the knights were upon her, she disapparated with a faint pop. 

She apparated a couple of meters away, shaking her head off the unpleasant feeling of being vaccumed through space. As she opened her eyes, there was a loud clank from the swords that met where she should have been. The boy trembled below the man’s strength, holding his ground with some difficulty.

“Oi, please!” she called to them, holding a hand out in a placating gesture. “Where am I? Who are you?”

As one, the man turned with fury towards her, and the boy frowned in angry confusion. She had a second to recall Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, and, not without failing to see the irony, felt grateful she had learned forgetfulness spells from the best.

“Witchcraft,” the older knight muttered, and the boy only glanced at him for a moment, returning his eyes to her. “Cut her throat!” 

The boy hesitated a second, but when the older man charged towards her, so did he. 

“Wingardium leviosa!” she yelled at the armors, to no effect. “Shit.” She disapparated again, just before they reached her. She apparated by a tree this time, to their right. She aimed at the clothes they hopefully had below their armors and forced herself to speak through the haze. “Wingardium leviosa!” 

Both knights lifted into the air like they weighed less than feathers. 

“Seven hells!” the older knight screamed, anger and fear mixing as he balanced unceremoniously on his spot. 

Iron, Hermione breathed with relief to herself. It was the iron.

She didn’t know what to expect, she had never tried to charm uncharmed metalwork before. Unless you counted locks. Then again maybe that charmed the air around the metal, or maybe there was more magic in this particular iron, she didn’t have the time to--

“What is this?” the young man demanded, as he waved his sword around, testing if he was being held on the spot like a puppet.

Hermione walked towards them with caution. 

“Gentlemen, please!” she called to them through their grunts and curses. “Where am I? Who are you?” 

“Silence, witch!” the older man ordered, trying to stick his sword to the ground in an attempt to descend.

“I’ll let you down as soon as you answer my questions,” she swallowed, reminding herself of the many times she had fought against enemies bigger than her. “I just want to get home.” 

The boy bore his eyes into hers. “Where is that?” 

“None of your bloody business,” she replied instinctively. 

“She’s not from here, ser,” the boy said to the older knight. “She wears odd clothes, speaks strange words.” 

“Shut up, Ser Jaime, get to--”

But Hermione didn’t get to hear what the man wanted the boy to do.

“Ser Jaime?” the name was out of her mouth before she knew it. She squinted at the boy’s armor, saw the seven swords engraved on the plate, and realization hit her. She looked at the boy, then at the man. I’ll be fucking damned. 

“Jaime.” she repeated, bringing the boy’s attention back to her. “Jaime… Lannister?”

[samirant]

On that note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @forbiddenfantasies1 !!!

[ajoblotofjunk]

🎵 Don't you dare kick that entire fic to the curb. It loves you.

Does it though?

Your song is - Ewan McGregor & Nicole Kidman, “Come What May.”

Listen to my heart Can you hear it sing? Telling me to give you everything Seasons may change Winter to spring But I love you Until the end of time

Come what may

Just because the Long Night had broken didn’t mean Spring had come. Winter remained - gentler, perhaps, than before, but bitter cold nonetheless. There was still work to do - there was always work, Jaime knew, the kind that didn’t earn notice of any sort. Baking, sewing, woodcraft and husbandry. He’d always felt that a strange word for the work it entailed. Husbandry. As though a husband was ever known for care-taking. In Jaime’s experience, husbands were bastards, lustful and uncaring of their wives, far better when they were old and their cocks no longer worked than when they were younger and greedy.

It was the reason he had not yet asked to be Brienne’s. Unmarried, they were equals: knights and heroes of the Battle; afforded places of honor and freedom to share a room without scurrilous whispers following their every step. Married, she would be expected to bow to his whims; he’d be expected to wield his dominance over her at every turn. it disgusted Jaime, and he vowed to have no part of it.

It did not stop him from imagining it, though. From wanting to pledge everything he had, everything he was, to Brienne.

[brynnmck]

All of Jaime's books are gone, replaced by more of Tyrion's literary overflow. Brienne runs her finger along the edge of one of the shelves. It's ridiculous to be bothered by it; Jaime doesn't live here anymore, and he'd probably taken his books with him when he moved into his own place. But maybe he'd sold them, or maybe he'd just left them behind to be disposed of, and Brienne can't stand the thought of it. She makes herself inhale and then exhale, as slow as she can. 

She shouldn't have come here.

She's just turned around to start rectifying that mistake when Jaime appears in the doorway. 

He's tall and polished in his tux, shoes gleaming, not a hair out of place. Even his stubble looks like it's been precisely measured for the greatest effect. He looks as untouchable as the house does, and she hates it. 

"I thought I might find you here." He saunters into the room, and she's abruptly very aware that she's in a corner. "Surprised you joined us tonight, Sunshine." 

[slipsthrufingers]

#10 and #13 you shameless attention whore 😘

Thank you for seeing me, Jessi. I appreciate it.

10. A new kink you wrote by surprise in a fic this year

writing kink is... really not my style, but I guess the kind of dubcon bits in AGM count? 

13. Most memorable comment or review

I have answered this question three times now XD I don’t have another in me!!

Oh wait, that’s a lie. TeamGwenee’s comment on the final chapter of Unexpected was inspired. 

[resthefuture]

Soo, I was tagged by @forbiddenfantasies1 @eryiscrye and @ddagent  to do this voice meme thingy.  Oh God, I always forget how much I don’t like hearing my voice recorded. Also, I just realized how bad I am in working with these apps and uploading things on Tumblr :D.

I love hearing all the accents in JB fandom, I’m sorry in advance for myself and also for how quiet I speak (I don’t know why? I tried two times, it didn’t get any better…) Here is a picture of cute NCW in a blue shirt as compensation for your troubles listening to this.

Your name and username

Where you’re from

Pronounce the following words: Aunt, roof, route, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, New Orleans, pecan, both, again, probably, Alabama, lawyer, coupon,mayonnaise, pajamas, caught, naturally, aluminum, GIF, Tumblr, crackerjack, doorknob, envelope, GPOY.

What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?

What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?

What do you call gym shoes?

What do you call your grandparents?

What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?

What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

Choose a book and read a passage from it.

Do you think you have an accent?

Be a wizard or a vampire?

Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?

End audio post by saying any THREE words you want

To be honest, I’m not sure who already did, so please, if you fancy this voice meme thingy (what a cute name for it!), consider yourself tagged :))

[mattatouile]

1, 3, 6, and 27 for the Ask Meme!

1. name a movie that makes you feel like a kid again

The animated Disney Aladdin. It’s the first movie I remember seeing in theaters.

3. name a song that you’d sing at the top of your lungs during a night drive

Power of Love by Celine Dion. Because it’s the best scream sing song ever. Just turn it up loud enough I can’t hear myself.

6. name a way you show your love

Ooooh. I cuddle. A lot. and hug and say I love you all the time. Touch and words are my love languages.

27. name the silliest thing that you’re afraid of (fish touching your skin, anything that feels slimy, bees or bugs getting too close…) 

LADYBUGS. Though it’s not silly they are very gross thank you very much

[shipping-receiving]

Hey! I saw you were getting shit, and realized I never told you that to this day, your Office AU is one of the ones I go to for a guaranteed smile. It never fails to just make me ridiculously happy. You're such a versatile writer, and I'm really glad you're part of this fandom.

Thank you so much! That’s really great to know, and I truly appreciate you reaching out. I wish I was in the mood to return to that story but I’m definitely not now 😂 It’s fine, I’ll get over myself eventually, and learn to take my own advice not to fight with strangers on the internet.

[naomignome]

9 people you'd like to know more

Tagged by @pretty-thief ilu

last song: Thick Skull by Paramore

currently watching: The Prince of Tennis - Match! Tennis Juniors (2019) (also known as chinapuri 2019) It's a cdrama and my favorite adaptation of POT ever and I'm just punching every throw pillow I own into the sun

currently reading: Pride and Prejudice!!! My first run through the Austen novels and I'm LIVIN.

current obsession: chinapuri 2019, THE NEW TMNT MOVIE HOLY SHIT, darcy, the summer menu at my current favorite coffee shop, the way light hits people when they smile, all my 2007 ships awakening from dormancy to remind me that they will never die and somewhere inside I will be feral forever

Tagging @sdwolfpup @slipsthrufingers @nire-the-mithridatist @mattatouile @brynnmck @forbiddenfantasies1 @es-beeohohem @virareve @sarsaparillia <3 8D

#tag meme

[sdwolfpup]

😂😂😂😂

This seems to be another case where something was in the water where several of us had ideas about writing Brienne as beautiful all around the same time. In mine, Brienne is beautiful and Jaime is ugly because they live in a world where your inner self is expressed through your looks. (Everyone is born beautiful and then it changes over time. Yes I have reasons for Jaime’s ugliness, I know he’s got a good heart.) And all the highborn people wear masks and revealing your face is a Big Deal. It’s canon-setting, with some elements from the canon and some not. I’ve got a ton of it simmering in my head and it’s an idea I’m really excited about, but I suspect it’s going to be on the longer side, so I’m not ready to start it yet because I would like to write some shorter things first. But I do have the first line. 

Jaime Lannister was known as the Golden Lion – the most beautiful man in Westeros though few had ever seen his face.

[twelvemonkeyswere]

Rules: we’re snooping on your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs and then choose 10 victims!

I was tagged by @wildlingoftarth , @forbiddenfantasies1 , and @samirant - so kind of you guys, thank you!!!!

i don't have a music library anymore so i've done the best next thing which is to go to my spotify "Liked Songs" playlist which means ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING is there.

"The Night Begins to Shine" by B.E.R.

"Caraluna" by Bacilos

"Never Enough" by Sleepwalkers

"Run (Overworked)" by Snow Patrol

"Good for Goodness" by Brittain Ashford

"Running with the Wolves" by Aurora

"I Love You" by Woodkid

"I'll Be You, Be Me" by Glen Hansard

"Baba O'Riley" by The Who

"Yes Sir, I Can Boogie" by Baccara

[samirant]

Hey Sami! There has been a lot of talk (cough conspiracy theories cough) about your Rush story, and the rules you keep referring to. Any way you can clarify them for your audience? If for no other reason than to give us something else to conspire about. Thanks!

FF! I’m really glad for this ask, thank you. The conspiracies have been cracking me up, so I’m a little sorry to put a kibosh on this one, but it’s causing more confusion that I intended.

The rules (or challenges, as I originally called them) are what I’m trying to follow (and am subsequently breaking) as I write Rush. They are as follows:

1) Write less than 1000 words per chapter (broken by chatty Sansa, but a necessary sacrifice)

2) Write in less than one hour (moooost of them fit into this?)

3) Minimal fiddling and fretting before posting (pfft, I was mocking myself with this one, I realize that now)

Rules 4 and 5 got added along the way and they are:

4) Disregard the previous rules when the occasion suits me (it suits me a lot)

5) 😈 (aaand that means I’m going to be a sneaky little shit and try to induce more questions than give answers due to aforementioned sneaky little shittiness)

More rules to follow, probably, because I’m acting a fool and time is a construct and what does it even matter with the world burning to the ground around us? Let’s laugh along the way, ya know?

❤️ Thanks for the alley-oop, @forbiddenfantasies1 I’m glad to clear this up, even if it means that my NSA agent is pissed at me for being too transparent.

[ajoblotofjunk]

#11 for the End of Year Ask thing! I won't ask you #12 out of a deep and abiding love 😂

You’re a pal. :P

11. Something you learned about writing this year

I learned that I badly underestimate how long things are going to be, but that I genuinely mean it when I think things are gonna be shorter than are. But my brain is a giant pain in the ass that complicates shit all the time, so here we are.