#helloimnotawesome

[mmazzeroo]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @helloimnotawesome !!!

What do you do when your usual beta (yes, that's what I'm gonna call you) is celebrating her birthday? You of course write her a completely un-beta'ed story :D

This is a a birthday gift to my dear latino sis, Val. Lova ya, sis, to the moon and back!!! (is that too short? I'm not good with distance) I'm so lucky and blessed to have you in my life.

So..this was meant to be a one-shot, but since you know I haven't been at my best lately (for a while actually) I received firm instructions to not stress or overwhelm myself. Being me I always listen to instructions *cough cough* - ok so well, I did in this case. So sis, you're getting one part of your gift today and 2nd (and last) part by the end of the week? Fingers crossed.

Hope you enjoy! Sorry for being so late to the game <3 ---

Safest Place To Hide

"Can I hide under your jacket?"

Jon's hand paused just as the edge of the glass broached his lips. Sighing, he reluctantly placed the glass back down on the bar counter. He was about to give the woman a piece of his mind when a look at her amethyst eyes told him that this was not a failed attempt to make a pass at him; the fear he saw there was all too real as was the worry coating her voice. Without further hesitation Jon unbuttoned the tux jacket and invited her in.

She rushed in and wrapped her arms tight around his waist. Pressing her forehead against his chest she took a deep breath in what, to Jon, sounded and felt like a sigh of relief.

"I'm Daenerys," she whispered in a hurry.

Her hot shaky breathes seethed through the shirt leaving small burns on Jon’s skin.

Over the top of her head Jon noticed a tall man approach with a nonchalant smile plastered on his face. No doubt this man being the reason for the petite woman's nervousness. Jon could feel her shiver as she continued clinging to him.

Giving her a soft squeeze, Jon placed an index finger under her chin and gently lifted her face. Beautiful amethyst eyes brimming with unshed tears looked back at him. Jon answered with a reassuring smile and an unspoken promise. Placing a tender kiss on her forehead he said, "you're burning up, honey. We should get you home."

Startling Daenerys, the man behind her now cleared his throat.

Instantly Jon felt her tense up in his arms and her erratic, shallow breathing only confirmed his suspicions. The dark-haired man stared daggers at Jon but he paid him no mind; his focus was on the woman currently wrapped in his arms, and who was desperately clenching the back of his shirt in her tight little fists. Daenerys was now trembling. Knowing he had to get her away, Jon quickly removed his tux jacket and draped it around Daenerys' small shoulders.

Before Jon could move to guide her out of the ballroom, the man once again cleared his throat. His eyes small slivers of tightly controlled impatience and entitlement.

"Yes?"

"Daario Naharis," the dark-haired man smiled confidently and extended a hand towards Jon.

"Do we know each other?"

"We will; I have a propo—"

"—with all due respect, mr. Naharis, I was just about to take Dany here home." Jon wrapped a protective arm around Daenerys' shoulders. "She's not feeling well you see and we don't want other guests catching the bug. Enjoy your evening, sir."

With a curt nod in Daario's direction, Jon proceeded to escort Daenerys out of the ballroom.

Read the rest on AO3

[iceandfiresource]

Hi! I'm also new to your blog and to Tumblr in general. I'm so glad there are so many wonderful people around here and so many people who support jonerys. Thank you for the amazing things you post!!! :)

the ship that was promised does has amazing people on board. welcome to tumblr dear! and thank you very much! :)

[adecila]

dear Alice, it’s been a while, i hope you are doing fine during this pandemic and quarantine. So i’m here because i would like some jonerys fics recommendation, please! it’s missing them weeks the last couple of weeks and since i don’t really know a lot of jonerys fans (what’s left of them anyway), so i have to ask you. I love multi chapter fics, that’s about it really. Thanks Alice! 🌹✨ and sorry to bother again 😅.

Hello! No bother 💞 we are alright, thank you for asking!

Oh gosh yeah it's missing Jonerys hours all the damn time here. So... I have a fic recs for you 👀

I've been in a revisiting old favourites mood, I hope you don't mind that I'm recommending some oldies but goodies modern AUs:

Shadows by @kiyasama : in which Dany hires escort!Jon for his services...but with loads of mystery and twists, and quite a lot of action. Heavy subjects are explored, but such a great fic and a must read in the fandom. Completed.

Eye of the Storm by @kiyasama : modern AU with supernatural elements and a side of Targ incest 😌. They meet when Dany moves into Benjen's building and he goes to collect the rent. Dany has a mission: she is trying to gain control of the 7Kingdoms. Jon helps her, of course. Truly love the political aspects of this fic, so if you're feeling revolutionary read it! Completed.

Embers by @zavocado : in which Dany is royalty and Jon is a fire fighter. Oh and with a side of Targ incest too! Funny, sexy, angsty. Completed.

I Chose You by @helloimnotawesome : rich kids, slow burn and forced marriage. Need I say more 👀

The House With The Red Door by LenoreFrost : in which Dany runs a shelter for abused women. Jon just returned from the military and works with the K9 unit (and of course loads of Ghost!) The dragons are pitbulls and they're the bestest. Angst and heavy subjects but it's a great fic!

Thumbprint Scar by @frostbitepandaaaaa : modern AU set in Winterfell, Montana. Cattle ranch Jon need I say more? Also horses! Dany has a secret 👀 it's just good. Read it!

Well, Bless your Heart by InBoccaAlLupo & Razbrylimedragons : Jon and Dany's relationship is inevitable...even if Jon is already in a relationship with Ygritte. Cheating. Angst, but such a classic! Completed.

The Oasis by @fierypen37 : masseur!Jon & CEO Dany with a side of danger, smut and loads of action

Dating in the Dark by @tomakeitbeautifultolive : a classic Targ incest modern AU which starts in a very interesting way, with one peculiar party. Rhaegar and Lyanna are alive and well oop 🤭

You're All I Need To Get By by AegonVI : Scandal AU in which Dany is President of Westeros and Jon is the best PR person in the land. This fic is just mmm *chef's kiss* in terms of political intrigue and the smut phewww. Also Dany cheats with Jon on her husband. Read it because it's great

When We Were Young by sulasass : PI Jon and detective Dany. Angst and second chance love. Loads of mystery and an interesting serial killer!

Stay Awhile by revesle : To All The Boys I've Loved Before AU! Need I say more??

To Be Alone With You by bendthekneejon : Jonerys College / University AU. Completed.

Between The Raindrops by @notpmahlem : Modern War Torn Westeros with loads of sexy shameless smut! And action! Just read it because the smut is 🤤 Completed.

Catch Us Where We Sleep by @ashleyfanfic : spy AU with a lovely side of Robbaery and loads of action!

Whiskey Burns by @muttpeeta : CEO Dany and bartender Jon (well at least in part I...). Well just 2 chapters but this is an old favourite and a chapter 2 was recently added icymi. Completed.

Ok phew that's a lot! Since you mentioned multichapters I stuck with that ! If you want, I can totally make another list with one shots since there are also loads of those that I've been rereading! Also more recent fics? But you'll have to give me a theme or something because lately there's been loads of Modern AUs so you need to narrow it down for me haha. Back then, when we were young and hopeful, we mostly lived in canon...

I'm sure I left a lot out, unfortunately I wasn't that good at bookmarking back when I started reading Jonerys fics (after s7) so I had to look up manually quite a few ha! *shakes fist at past Alice*

Happy reading!

[tomakeitbeautifultolive]

🎈 🎁 Happy nameday, @helloimnotawesome !!  🎂 🎈

The Girl with the Dragon's Scales

Safely hidden away in the Red Keep, Daenerys meets a string of suitors in her brother's futile attempt to find the elusive 'prince that was promised' to break the family curse. One such suitor after her impressive dowry, Joffrey Baratheon, is so horrified when her disfigurement is revealed that he runs screaming from the castle. Ordered to help redeem his nephew's reputation, Tyrion Lannister hires the down-and-out heir to Winterfell, Jon Snow, to help lure the dragon out and prove, once and for all, that she exists. The plan goes awry, however, when the pair begin to develop feelings for one another.

Excerpt:

So dizzy she felt almost weightless, Daenerys rushed down the small flight of stairs and through the secret bookcase until she was back behind that dreaded silk curtain. Steadying her breath, she tiptoed across the rug, staying as quiet as she could manage as she observed him—the one who didn't run.

He was dressed head to toe in leather, which creaked with his every step. The only other discernible feature so far was his hair—dark, wild, and unruly curls. Curiously, she watched as he ran a finger along the edge of each book on the shelf before him, taking a quick glance around before swiping one and tucking it into his doublet.

"Are you a fan of Mushroom?"

He jumped, turning to face her. "Who?"

"The book you've got stuffed up your sleeve."

"You caught that, huh?" he exhaled. "Well... yes. It's a great book."

She quirked a brow. "So you've read it?"

"Of course."

"Funny. I thought that was the only surviving copy."

"What I meant was... I had intended to read it but could never get my hands on it," he lied. Poorly. When the girl said nothing in return, he finally came clean. "It looked valuable. I figured it might be worth somethin'."

"So you were stealing it?"

"Aye. I was stealin' it."

Looking ashamed, he placed the book facedown on the nearest table.

"So, you're a fan of the money?"

Though her tone sounded accusatory, she actually felt relief. If it was money he was after, then perhaps he might stick around long enough to actually marry her and receive the dowry. This boy just might be the way out of the nightmare that was her life.

→ Read it on Ao3! ←

[drakhus]

Game of Throne Petition

http://chng.it/9ny9j6fGh6

This is have work for Lucifer...why not for GoT?

@thebeautyofjoneryzz @minmeemaw @thescarletgarden1990 @filhadoboto @helloimnotawesome @rone-of-house-targaryen @tomakeitbeautifultolive @meisiesmut

[callmedewitt]

Happy Birthday, darling ❤️

*whistles* damn it’s been a few days let me tell you. But that can’t stop from me not, not saying a couple of words for easily one of the nicest and most loving people you could ever meet. And that person is @mmazzeroo ❤️

Its also... her damn birthday today!!! Soooo... happy birthday, darling 🎊🎈🎂

Now... it may not be as interesting to some, but how we even met is a funny story. So lets go back to December shall we?

It’s December and me Val ( @helloimnotawesome ) are in the Jonerys Secret Santa, and both of us are freaking out, because we don’t know who our Santa’s are. I finally sit down and really start to think about who could possibly be Val’s Santa. All I knew about this person was that they were kind, amazing, and loving.

Then I end up on Maria’s page... and it’s something about this person that screams “it’s her”... now my ass is no Sherlock Holmes, but I would like to say I guessed who Val’s Santa was, and was pretty damn correct I might add hahaha.

So now its the day Maria reveals herself, and guess what? God damn Val is busy and can’t read her gift, so I get a message that reads “SHAWN PLEASE TELL HER I APPRECIATE HER GIFT BUT CAN'T READ NOW!!!” So now I had a mission hahaha.

I casually slide into Maria’s dm’s and tell her what’s up, and that Val’s busy. Now Maria thought she did something wrong, which is beyond me, because that seriously is impossible for her to do, because... well she’s her, and she’s fucking amazing. So I tell her what’s up, and shortly after the messages became more and more common, and then boom... she’s someone I consider one of my greatest friends.

Long story short Maria got me and Val as a package friendship I always say hahaha. And I’m damn happy we’re friends I might add.

Maria is someone who’s got you no matter what, and will support you in everything you could possibly imagine to do. She’s simply one of the best people you know?

We became friends in a strange way I guess you could say, but in my eyes it doesn’t matter. I’m just glad we are.

Maria I hope today is filled with love, and happiness like I do everyday is for you. I hope to be around for many, many, many more birthdays.

Sooo, darling, can you do something for me today? Have an amazing day for me. You deserve it.

Happy birthday, Maria 😘❤️

[toaquiprashippar]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen, Robb Stark/Margaery Tyrell (Mentioned), Grey Worm/Missandei (mentioned), Arianne Martell/Gerold Dayne (mentioned) Characters: Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen Additional Tags: A comfort fic because my friend needed!, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Two cutie pies in love, Hints of past abusive relationships Summary:

Daenerys is not used with men actually caring, until Jon Snow comes around and shows her that some men actually do.

A little present for my Stark bae, because when a friend is down you just write her some Jonerys fluff, cures all pains LOL Jokes aside, I hope you like it, my love @tomakeitbeautifultolive

A little pun to my love @callmedewitt but also to my angel @helloimnotawesome.

Thanks @ktwrites @fairytalelovr for inpiring my writing, always! <3

[mmazzeroo]

Teaser Time - Whispers of Freedom

Chapter 3: A Wise Wolf Hides His Fangs

Citrus Fruit Smut Scale: Lemon 🍋😏😎

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As soon as Ashara stepped into the iron-gated school yard, a little wild-haired girl came flying out the door, running as fast as her little legs could carry her, backpack bouncing on her back with each step.

“Mama!” With a big grin plastered on her dirt-covered face, Arya jumped into her Mama’s loving embrace, receiving a big wet kiss on her soft cheek.

“Did you have fun today, honeybun?” Ash asked as they walked to the car parked just outside the gates.

Nodding eagerly, Arya shrugged the backpack off her shoulders and shoved it onto the backseat.

“We invented a new game today!” She said enthusiastically as she climbed into the backseat.

Ashara helped buckle her into the racing-car style harness. “Hold that thought, love.”

With a quick peck on her daughter’s temple, she closed the door, walked round the back of the car, got into the driver’s seat, and cruised into more rush-hour traffic for the short ride home.

“Ok, sweetheart, tell me about this new game of yours.” Smiling, she cast a quick glance in the rear-view mirror catching Arya’s beaming eyes, bracing herself for the upcoming daredevil story.

***

Ashara was panting, blood rushing in her ears, sight blurry from desire. Pressing her thighs tightly together was no longer enough to relieve the pressure building in her core. She could feel herself practically leaking, her juices coating her skin.

With nothing but a few words and a kiss, her wolf mate had already worked her up, leaving her hanging on the edge. Gods, Lya knew by heart exactly how to play her after a decade and a half of learning every ins and outs of her body and mind. It felt so good to be strung out like a wire and when it snapped...oh, when it snapped, the relief was delivered with an earth-shattering force only a wolf could provide.

She finally found the strength to speak again. “I need you,” she panted.

“I’m right here, love.” Gods, those hungry eyes staring back at her, reading her every thought.

“I need you, my wolf.”

“Always so impatient,” Lya chuckled, “I was only gone for a  week.”

“A month, a week or a day, it doesn’t matter – it isn’t the time, it’s the distance,” she replied in a voice weak with yearning.

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When they arrived in Meereen he and Dany had had their faces glued to their plane windows. It was a magnificent city to look at. The pyramids were a sight to behold, from above the entire city looked like an explosion of colours. The Great Pyramid in the middle of it with the giant golden figure of a harpy on top was truly a wonder. However, the great number of arenas spread throughout the city confused Jon so he’d asked Uncle Oberyn about them.

“They’re fighting pits. They draw hundreds of thousands in every week.”

“All of them?” Jon looked between the window and Oberyn sitting next to him, “don’t they have any other sports?”

“Sorry to disappoint you, little wolf, but they really like their fighting over here in Slaver’s Bay.”

A fact Jon was currently learning first hand.

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Out later this weekend - stay tuned

[ranchelblah]

Once you get this, you have to say five nice things you like about yourself publicly, then send it to ten of your favourite followers!

I’ve been tagged by @helloimnotawesome and this is the first time someone tagged me in something, so yay:

1. I’m a really good speaker. Mom always says “si te dejan hablar no te ahorcan” which basically means I could avoid a death sentence just by talking.

2. I’m a communist (yeah, that’s a good thing bitches)

3. I’m a good teacher

4. I know tons of historical shit... like tons. And a really good memory.

5. I beat my anxiety disorder and graduated with honours

That was not as hard as I expected. I tag @shihosanae @snowxtargaryen @fireloom @violet-eyes-silver-hair @a-z-u-c-a-r-r-o-s-a @wefewwehappyfew @stephaniehasekisultan

[adecila]

The Rose and the Wolf

She feels the gentle caress of his thumb over her knuckles, the weight of his gaze on her as the Septon pulls the ribbon over and under—and over again—their joined hands. The old man takes a step back, slightly out of their reach, his words sacred yet unintelligible to her ears.

She finally looks up, finding him smiling again. If not for the formal setting, she would have already made fun of him, of the way he beams every time she so much as looks his way. But then his eyes get glossy and her heart lodges in her throat because she knows exactly what he is thinking—how theirs almost never come to be. Yet by some sort of miracle, a last moment change of heart, here they were, joining their destinies.

The Septon shifts back closer and through her haze, she says the words, her voice—no, their voices—so full of emotion, they're barely above a whisper.

His free hand comes up to her cheek, and she immediately melts into his touch. She feels his heady breath on her face as his forehead comes to rest against hers; it would be so easy to go up on her tippy toes and steal a quick taste of his lips.

"—I am hers and she is mine—" she hears him say.

"—from this day, until the end of my days," she barely has time to finish the vows before he tilts her head up and his lips are on hers. He always kisses her so intensely that she can never tell if it's been just mere seconds or hours.

She feels his smile as he pulls back, "My Queen."

"Aye," she replies, and her heart is about to burst from happiness when he laughs at her poor attempt of a Northern accent. And as he looks into her eyes, she knows it was always meant to be.

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Happy birthday @helloimnotawesome !!! I commissioned @dragonanddirewolf for the Robbaery wedding that we deserved! I hope you like it as much as I do 💖

Love you to the moon and back !!! Thank you for being in my life 💖 and I hope this year brings you everything you wish for 💕 because you deserve the world 👏👏👏

[mmazzeroo]

@helloimnotawesome

me asking my friends to beta my writing

[tomakeitbeautifultolive]

Ship Challenge!

Repost and add your ships! Tagged by @drakhus ♥

OTP: Jonerys

Fave canon: Gendrya (fight me)

Fave non-canon: Robbaery

Guilty pleasure: Ned x Cersei (that thigh brush tho...)

Hate it: Gendry x Sansa 🤢

Tagging: @adecila @thescarletgarden1990 @chillyravenart @ktwrites @geekyfeminist-love @got-addict @callmedewitt @rone-of-house-targaryen @toaquiprashippar @helloimnotawesome @forest-lass @mmazzeroo @beautifuloutkasts @xxthewolvenstormxx @the-last-targaryens & @spideygxrl

[drakhus]

“ His order was resumed by the sergeants. Swords clear, the soldiers began to advance in the acrid smoke. Only the crackling of the fires and the unbearable sounds of bells that the Dothraki wore in their hair could be heard. Jon could see the detrimental effect of the strident sounds have to the soldiers intended to come to their meetings. Jon, on the other hand, did not get on his nerves. He was eager to stop this noise once and for all! "Their bells get on my nerves," he said in a low voice without addressing anyone. His sentence, however, the beneficial effect of amusing men. "I'm going to hear their fucking bell for days after the victory," complained a man next to him. - I'll stick them in the ass their fucking bells! The voice of the blood-stained sergeant who had saved his life on the ramparts scolded him.”

@thebeautyofjoneryzz @minmeemaw @helloimnotawesome

[callmedewitt]

Instructions: post your lock screen, home screen, and the last song you listened to.

Thanks for the tag @ktwrites ❤️

Now my lock screen is amazing I know, but thanks to @tomakeitbeautifultolive its even better. She did the photoshop to get rid of all that other stuff from the Entertainment Weekly magazine. She’s amazing I know.

Annnnd that wallpaper is made by @helloimnotawesome. It’s so beautiful I could cry. It’s a Ned/Ashara modern au moodboard, and its fucking amazing. She’s also amazing I know.

I’ll just tag @adecila, @tomakeitbeautifultolive, @toaquiprashippar, @helloimnotawesome, @phoebemaybe, @mmazzeroo and I didn’t see if @morgana-the-silver-witch did this so if you did it just ignore meee lol.

[toaquiprashippar]

The Hug Tag

I was tagged by @mmazzeroo, thaanks dear! <3 I know I will forgot some names because my memory suck, but I’m tagging those who made my 2018 a better, even when real life and the world got so crazy, you guys managed to put a smile on my face and I’m happy you came along. 

@fairytalelovr @tomakeitbeautifultolive @ktwrites @callmedewitt @helloimnotawesome @noordinarylines @thousandeyesand-one @chillyravenart @naomimakesart @zeetao-hime @thescarletgarden1990 @aliciutza @muttpeeta @rone-of-house-targaryen @iane-casey @northernlights37 @morgana-the-silver-witch @filhadoboto @notpmahlem @minmeemaw @adecila @allegre17 @smoldany @ryswell...

(sorry if I forgot anyone, it’s not that I don’t love you, it’s that my memory sucks! :D 

[mmazzeroo]

Chapter 20: JON V - I Believe It's Tradition

@helloimnotawesome - Chapter 20 is finally here! Jon and Dany time *wink wink* 

Quick thanks to @callmedewitt for giving this a quick run-through and to @beautifuloutkasts for editing my late nightly attempt at writing. Love you both to bits!

Without further ado. Enjoy!

JON V - I Believe It’s Tradition

"There's something about wolves." Dany spoke quietly and carefully as she slowly edged closer. He'd sensed her presence long before that. Looming in the doorway. Watching me. Assessing the situation. Something her and Viserys have in common. Her footsteps muted,  quieted. She must've taken off her shoes.

As he'd fled dinner, Loras quickly followed him as he caught up to him by the stairs. Not trusting himself to speak at the time, he'd instead let the Tyrell Captain do the talking. What did he say by the way? Couldn't recall, but he'd seen the look of concern as he'd glared back. All he'd wanted to do was to hit something. Someone! After giving Loras another death glare, he'd continued up the stairs towards  the rooftop. Only refuge he could think of at the time.

Of course Dany had known to find him here. He'd heard her running up the stairs, one by one, only to come to an abrupt halt as she must've seen him. He’d stood  there, ignoring the city’s hustle and bustle, his back turned towards her as he stared into the horizon. He took a slow, deep breath and closed his eyes, listening to Dany speaking. Her voice is like a balm for my mind, her presence so soothing.

"Loyal to a fault. Fiercely protective of their pack. Intelligent. Playful. Tendency to be shy but that's because they don't trust strangers easily. Very loving and caring. Slow to anger, but if you manage to provoke them... Woo..." She blew out a breathe. "That bite is vicious. Deep. Precise. Even if you get away you won't get far - they'll always find you."

He cracked an eye open and glanced in her direction. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her still standing at a distance. The little lopsided smile on his lips crept  up on him. Simply by being here she makes me smile.

"I'm ok," he said softly. "You can move closer, I won't bite." Still not able to meet her gaze, he glanced down at his hands as they rested along the railings.

"No, you're not and I know you won't," he could hear the smile in her voice, "but I can observe you better from here." Oh!

"Observe me?" He sighed, "I see." Turning around he slowly, he sat down on the ground leaned his back up against the brick balustrade. "Like one of your wounded animals," he stated quietly. I should be angry by that comparison but maybe she's right. Even now, all I am is an animal. No matter how hard I work to find my place in a 'normal' human world, I'm still just a wild animal fighting for survival....

The feeling of defeat was overwhelming. He found himself wrapping his arms around his legs as he hugged his knees tightly to his chest. Silent tears began to stream and fall down his cheeks as he quickly hid his face in the space between his curled, perched up knees. He rocked himself from side to side as an attempt to calm himself, but before he knew it he was sobbing helplessly. Completely numbed by the rush of emotions, his mind went blissfully blank as  he cried his heart out in a mix of pure shame, anger, and loneliness.

Familiar fingers went running through his hair. Another hand  firm, but kindly loosening his arms from around his legs. Two, gentle, small hands pressed his shoulders back against the balustrade. Another gentle push on his knees and he felt a familiar weight straddled across his thighs. She picked up his arms and wrapped them around her waist. Again there was a familiar hand in his hair as his head was carefully moved to rest on her chest. Another arm was on his backside  softly stroking up and down his spine.

Sobbing like a child, he embraced her, hugging her in closely. He could hear her humming  in his ear, felt the vibrations in her chest as she gently rocked him. Safe. Home. Safe. Home. Repeated the two words like a mantra. Slowly, the tears began to subside, his heartbeat slowed as his breathing became  more even. Not able to yet speak, he kissed her in the hollow of her neck where the collarbones meet, hoping she'd understand the sentiment.

Dany's small, delicate hands quickly found their way to either sides of his face as she  carefully lifted him up to her awaiting gaze. Keeping his eyes closed, he felt her stroke his unruly hair out of his face. The shame was still burning in his veins. I can't look at you, Dany. Please. Not now.

Kisses as soft as summer rain were peppered in the tracks of his hot tears, so tenderly and with so much love that it had almost made him cry again. Why does she still bother to care for me? Because she's a vet and wounded animals is what she does, Jon! The voices in his head reminded him again of his status as 'non-human', his heart was again shattered. His loose grasp on the raft in the stormy seas lost. No light in the dark, no hope left. Just when I thought I'd found solid ground underneath my feet again.

"Jon, my love, stay with me." A sweet voice reached his ears like a whisper in the winds. "You are safe, you loved and you are wise."

He knew those words. They'd been whispered to him like a mantra for many nights the past many months. I'm safe, I'm loved and I'm wise. Dany! My home! Yes. Yes, I'm safe. Safe with Dany. I'm loved. Loved by Dany. I'm wise like Dany. Dany, my home. Safe. Home. Safe. Home.

"Jon," she kept peppering him with kisses as if to ensure him that she was real. "Listen to me now, ok?"

He nodded weakly.

"Listen carefully." She spoke quietly.

Another nod.

"I love you," she said as she laid a tender kiss upon his forehead. "You're the most courageous man I've met. I love your warrior heart,"one kiss to the left cheek, "–And you  are the most loving man I've met. I love your generous and kind spirit," another kiss she planted to the right cheek as she continued on, "but you don't have to fight by yourself anymore. You don't have to fight anymore at all." A peck to his nose. "We're all here for you. I asked you to let me be your strength until you regained yours. Remember?" She rested her forehead against his own.

I remember, Dany. You've been so strong already for months. I can't—

As if read his mind she interrupted him, "—and I'll continue to be strong for you as long as it's needed, Jon!"

The shame was resurfacing once more as. he began to lower his head as much as she would let him. He leaned in forward to once again rest his head upon her chest.

"Jon, you're a man. My man. Do you understand?"

He slowly shook his head. No Dany...I don't. He felt her little laugh more than heard it.

"My love, you're human. Not an animal," and before  he could object she continued, "..your instinctive reactions can be similar to that of a wounded animal. Agreed. You've been conditioned to respond that way. For your own safety and survival."

New tears began to burn and well behind his closed eyelids.

"You've survived so much trauma, and I'm so proud of you for not hiding. I'm so honoured that you let me in." His head was gently turned up as she showered him with a new round of kisses. "This isn't going to disappear over night or a few months or even a few years. This is something you'll carry with you for the rest of your life. I'm so sorry that this burden has been thrust upon you, my love, but I'll be here to carry the load with you as much as I can."

He gave up trying to stop the tears, letting them flow like waterfalls as Dany gently began to kiss them all away.

"As you grow more and more used to being loved, showered with affection and genuine care for your person, hopefully in time there'll be longer and longer between the times when you feel like you do now. But it'll take time, Jon. You need to allow yourself the time to heal. Some wounds will never heal, I know." How does she sound so sure and so heartbroken, all  at the same time? "Do you understand what I am saying, my love?"

At last, he finally opened his eyes slowly and carefully. It was dark outside now. Only light was from the small lanterns placed along the length of balustrade. How long have we been up here? When he finally managed to find his voice as it was hoarse from all his  crying he said, "I hear you and I understand. My love."

The soft lips that had previously sprinkled feather-like kisses upon his face were now on his own dry ones, breathing new life and hope into him with a passion he'd thought about since he first saw her at the wedding ceremony several hours ago.

When Dany reluctantly pulled away to catch some much needed air, she rested her forehead against his own. "You've never called me that before," she whispered, her eyes sparkling.

"No, I guess I haven't." He smiled seeing the joy in her eyes. "Can't keep only calling you 'Dany', can I?"

"You can if nothing else feels right for you." she said,  running her fingers through his hair once more.

He pulled her in a little closer as he said in a light whisper, "wouldn't have said it if it didn't feel right, darling."

"Darling? Oh you spoil me," she said with a grin  before giving him another deep kiss.

"By the way," he said pulling slightly back, "when you said 'we're all here for you' who exactly did you mean?" Did I ruin everything again now? He gave her a nervous look.

"I mean your pack, Jon. Your family. The wolves of Winterfell and the Dragons of Dragonstone." Oh thank the Gods, she smiling. "As a matter of fact I can tell you that Robb has sent the Ambassador home -  without her dinner." She snickered. "My mom sent a text a while ago."

"Wow! I'm impressed." Good job, brother. That was a ballsy move.

"Apparently so was the President." Seeing his surprise Dany nodded firmly. "In a few years when we sit together watching our butterflies play together with their dragon cousins, maybe a small litter of wolf pups," he couldn't help smiling at the picture she was painting, "who knows, might even be a little lion there." She laughed lightly. "This could potentially be a highlight for the usual storytelling around the campfire, don't you think?"

"Hmm....possibly," he said in a breath, his fingertips running up and down along her spine.

She smirked as she settled herself a little closer and a little lower. Oh Gods!

"I expect a dragonwolf or two to be added to the pack as well in the coming years," she sighed as she began to roll her curvy hips slightly. Gods this woman!

"Dragonwolves, huh?"

"Mhmm." Damn, that smirk!

"You'd be providing the dragon part I presume?"

"That'd be correct, Captain, " she answered seductively as she rolled her hips once more.   So 'Captain' is code for when she either wants to climb me like a tree or hang me from a tree. Noted!

"And the wolf part?"

"Any suggestions?"

"How about the Captain you're currently teasing, Dr. Targaryen?"

"That's a splendid suggestion!" She leant into him as she suckled his earlobe before gently scraping her teeth against his ivory skin. Breathe, you’ve gotta breathe...slowly!

"What a coincidence as I only practise procreation with winged females," he rasped, as he suddenly began to grin.

"Is that so?" she asked. Grabbing a fistful of his curly hair, she  pulled his head back slightly to look him in his eyes.

He nodded slowly.

An eyebrow furrowed up as she whispered, "..wings as in literally or figuratively speaking?"

"Either." He pushed up slightly to meet the roll of her hips.

She gasped as she said, "including angels?"

"—and fairies," he answered with a smirk.

She threw her head back laughing.

Sucking the hollow of her neck leaving a bright, red mark upon her soft and delicate skin, he rasped, " I always did have a thing for Tinker Bell."

"Oh! Would that make you Peter Pan?" Gods, I love that teasing look in her eye.

"He was just a child, woman!" He feigned offence.

She laughed again. One of my favourite melodies.

"...should I be worried about you being on the prowl for a younger model?"

"Oh shut up you big oaf!" She gave him a teasing slap on the shoulder.

"Oaf? I thought I was a wolf."

"Nah ah, you're a stallion," she replied as she slightly bit her lower lip.

"Am I now?" He asked quizzically, his kisses leading it’s way up her neck to her ear.

"Yes." Her breathing was getting heavier. "My prized Dornish stallion." Yes, I'm sure you feel it for every roll you make with those Gods damn amazing hips of yours!

"Prized stallion?"

"The prettiest in all the lands." She giggled.

"Prettiest? Wow! Think I'll go back to being an oaf then, thank you very much!"

Throwing her head back, she bursted into a fit of laughter.

He tightened his grip along  her lower back with one strong, muscular arm as he used  the other for leverage. He found a way to get back up onto his feet without dropping her. The clumsiness of the movement had made Dany laugh even harder which had made it more difficult for him to hold onto her. Gaining his balance, he gently lowered her to her dainty feet.

He dove in for another deep, heated kiss. "Take me to bed, Dany. Help me forget."

"Well," she drawled as she took his hand and started leading him towards the door, "you're the Best Man and I'm the Maid-of-Honour," she said, turning  her head as she flashed him a mischievously-sly smile, "I believe it's tradition."