#kinda robb stark x oc

[theredquill]

in between the first and second acts of butchered tongue

robb: dead.

theon: enduring reekfication

marysa: joining a band of musicians, being in denial, living her best bard life, is declared dead, changed her name

[asa-do-your-thing]

"My Sweet"

18+ MINORS DNI Robb Stark x F!OC Part of my fanfiction Dreams WC: 2.3k Warnings // Tags: blowjob, doggystyle sex, kinda fluffy, eating out / fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex

Alea eacta est, you've all voted and decided you wanted a smutty Robb scene, so here you go:

special thanks to @valeskafics and @aemonddtargaryen for your enthusiasm! <3

The courtyard of Winterfell was absent of people, except for a handful of guards near the entrance. Lucie's heart raced when she saw Robb step out from the keep, his blue eyes beaming with what seemed like secret joy. His cloak fluttered in the wind, as if it had been placed there to enhance his wavy auburn hair.

He cut an impressive figure, yet he remained remarkably amiable - he put forth all his effort to win her affections and Lucie had to acknowledge that he was indeed making progress.

Robb stepped forward and held out his hand towards Lucie. "Welcome my love," he said warmly, intertwining their fingers together when she accepted his offer. "Today we will celebrate your name day some place away from anyone who might disturb us."

"Is that so?" Lucie said with a small grin. "Where are you planning on taking me? Bear Island?"

Rolling his eyes, he guided her towards the godswood, the snow hitting her ruddy face like angry shards of ice. The weather really had taken a turn for the worse in the last few weeks.

"Not Bear Island, my Lady," he said with mock seriousness. "But I have something special planned for us."

Lucie felt her heart swell with excitement as Robb took her hand and led her through the godswood. They walked through the trees and underbrush, past the heart tree, surrounded by tall trunks of fir, pine, and birch. The snow still clung to the branches like frosting on a cake - a stunningly beautiful sight despite the chill in the air. As they walked further into the wood, Lucie noted a few streams of light peeking through the branches in front of them, casting shadows over their faces and onto the floor below.

Robb paused in front of a clearing where there stood an old wooden structure hidden away from view. He smiled at Lucie before looking up towards the window of what she could now see was an old greenhouse. "This is where we shall celebrate your name day," he said grandly as he opened up a small door towards one side.

Lucie stepped inside cautiously, blinking the moist heat away after it had hit her, surveying her surroundings: plants grew everywhere and exquisite blooms filled every corner of this warm paradise; beautiful colours that somehow seemed to be glowing even brighter against all the greenery surrounding them. But this wasn't just the usual glass garden; Lucie could tell that it had been specially prepared for her - there were ribbons woven into vines, candles lit along the pathways and a table set for two, laden with sweet treats and wine that looked like it had been carefully selected for the occasion.

Robb gestured to the table and pulled out a chair for her after taking off his coat and his gloves. "Please, my Lady, take a seat," he said with a smile as he sat across from her. "I hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of arranging all of this."

Lucie laughed softly and shook her head, following suit. "No, not at all," she said, taking in the sight of the feast before her. "It's beautiful. And I'm so grateful for all of this. You've truly outdone yourself."

Robb smiled at the praise, but his eyes never left her face. Lucie couldn't help but feel a shiver run through her when she saw the intensity of his gaze. She knew that look well - it was the same look he had given her the last time they had been alone together. Gods, would that happen every time they were to be alone now?

The awkward silence that had fallen over them only added to her anticipation, as Robb poured them each a glass of wine. "I have a question for you," he said, his voice low, his fingers playing around.

Lucie felt her stomach drop as she waited for what he might say next. "What is it?"

Robb leaned forward, his eyes alive with mischief. "Have you ever made love on a table, Lucie?" he asked.

Lucie sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes widening with surprise. She knew that Robb had a lusty streak to him - it was something that he had shown her before - but she hadn't expected him to be so... brazen. She tried to ignore the heat that flooded her face at the thought of what he was suggesting.

"I...I can't say that I have," she said, her voice barely a whisper, "You've been my first and then we were in the... bath."

Robb's face was still so close to hers, and she could feel the heat emanating from him. "Well then," he said, as he rose from his chair and walked around to her side of the table. "Let's fix that, shall we?"

Lucie could hardly breathe as Robb grabbed her hand and savagely pulled her towards him. In a whirlwind of passion, she felt herself being pulled closer to him. His hands fumbled with the plates and goblets on the table, shoving them aside until they eventually tumbled down to the ground.

"Robb!" Lucie gasped in shock, trying to break free from his grip even as her body ached for more. Suddenly Robb swept her up and placed her onto the table, yanking up her skirts and planting hot, hungry kisses onto her trembling thighs. The warmth of his lips sent shivers through every inch of her skin, even more so as he gently opened up her folds, placing the gentlest of kisses on her pearl.

"You're mine, my pretty girl...," he mumbled, the low rumble of his voice and the touch of his strong fingers on her little, sensitive bud made her gasp and moan with pleasure.

"Oh Robb!" she felt herself whisper, tangling her fingers in his hair and closing her eyes as he pleasured her. Suddenly, she felt herself losing control, her hands started to shake, her legs quiver. She bit her lip, hard, to muffle the cry as she felt herself unraveling. Last time, everything was so much slower, so much... different, it had taken her ages but now...

"Someone's excited," Robb whispered as he stood up again, giving her a slow kiss. "I want you to come around my cock. So, sweetling... you'll have to learn to be patient." With that, he moved back down again, gently tracing his finger over her cunny, grinning as she mewled, moaned, begged for him to glide it into her.

"You make me so happy," he murmured between kisses, his eyes still full of desire and want. His fingers moved inside her, curling and rotating until Lucie's breath was ragged with desire, unforgiving in their pace.

The intensity of the pleasure was almost unbearable, yet Robb kept her dangling on the edge, providing her with pleasure, but never enough to push her over. And soon, she found herself on the brink of pleasure and pain, her body writhing in ecstasy, yet denying itself the ultimate release.

Robb finally pulled away, leaving her shaking and sobbing with an ache that couldn't be filled, the sensation of being at the edge of pleasure and pain an unbearable agony. Lucie had never experienced anything like it before, and yet it was as if Robb had known exactly how to push her to her limits, how to control her pleasure and when to pull away.

Still trembling from the overwhelming pleasure, Lucie looked up into Robb's eyes and was met with awe and admiration. He was gazing at her as if she were the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Slowly, he helped her sit up and cupped her face in his hands, giving her a sly smirk before kissing her sweetly.

"Luce, you can't expect me to do everything," he murmured against her lips. "Let me see what you're capable of." With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he guided her down onto the floor on her knees. "It's time for you to take charge."

Lucie's heart skipped a beat at his words, feeling a surge of excitement and nervousness wash over her. She had never been in control before, always being submissive to Robb's desires. But now, with him giving her permission to take charge, she couldn't resist the opportunity.

"Okay," she breathed out shakily as she positioned herself before him, nervously unlacing his breeches and pulling them down, helping his take them off completely. Her heart raced as she saw his hard member in front of her face and his hungry look as she looked up. She bit her lip nervously and gently guided it to her mouth.

"That's it," Robb encouraged her, reaching down to softly caress her hair. "Use your tongue."

Lucie followed his advice and began using her tongue on the tip of his cock. She felt it twitch against her tongue, and the knowledge that she was making him feel this way caused her own body to heat up immensely.

Robb groaned and gently, yet firmly held onto her braids. "Fuck, you're doing this so well, I..."

Trying to suppress a smile, Lucie gently slid him into her mouth, trying her hardest to breath and to take him in fully. Even though she'd have loved for him to have taken him right there on the table, this also had a certain... allure.

Her small hand gripped his hip, and she slowly began to bob her head up and down, listening to the noises he made. After a couple of minutes, she felt his him stiffening and he held her head down, gently thrusting his hips while she took him in fully. She couldn't believe it herself, but she quickly pulled back from him, wiping away the small strand of spit that was on her chin.

Robb opened his eyes in suprise and grinned, motioning to the table. "Fuck, Lucie, you little minx... Get up on the table. All fours."

Lucie followed his instructions, crawling up onto the table and spreading her arms and legs so she was leaning over the edge, her small round ass sticking up in the air. She gasped as she felt him spread her ass cheeks and grab them tightly, so tightly that she was sure he'd leave marks on them.

"Ahn, Robb... I... Please..."

"Such a good girl, aren't you? So wet for me, my sweetling, so desperate for my cock," he whispered huskily into her ear before nipping at it playfully.

Lucie took a deep breath and reached back to grasp Robb's throbbing erection in one hand while using the other to guide it towards her wet opening. She could feel its heat against the sensitive skin between her legs and couldn't resist rubbing herself against it teasingly.

Robb groaned loudly at the sensation, his fingers tightening around Lucie's hips, urging her to continue. She did, positioning herself hesitantly and letting him push in his big, throbbing member, making her squirm and moan.

Gently, he pulled out and thrust himself back in, rocking back and forth, pulling out slowly and then pushing back in as she let out a loud cry of pleasure, his cock filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. Taking a deep breath, she rocked back onto him, allowing him to push even deeper inside her, the sensation sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

"My, my, Lucie," Robb groaned softly, his hands on her hips moving in a circular motion, his thrusts becoming more and more powerful. "You are such a good girl for me..."

Lucie could feel her pleasure rising again as she let out small moans of delight and pleasure, even more so as Robb started to finger her clit. The pressure inside her was almost unbearable at that point, and as Robb continued to pleasure her, she was overwhelmed with the feeling of ecstasy, shuddering hard as she felt herself tightening around his cock.

"Ah! That's it, fuck... there you go my sweet," Robb's grip on her hips became tighter and he thrust himself deeper into her, a low moan escaping his lips as he felt her tighten even more around him.

"I'm... I... Robb..." Lucie whispered, her voice sounding hoarse as she worked towards her release.

"That's it, my sweetling, come for me, let go..."

With these words pushing her over the edge, Lucie let out a loud cry of pleasure as she fell apart on the table underneath him, her orgasm shaking her small body. Her fingers clenched around the tablecloth with such force, her knuckles tuned white.

Robb groaned loudly as he followed after her, groaning out her name and emptying himself inside her as he found his own pleasure in her tight embrace.

As he pulled out of her, Lucie gasped in surprise, feeling slightly weak from her orgasm. Robb caught her as her legs gave out beneath her, holding her close to him before laying her gently onto the table.

Smiling, he reached over to grab a cloth and wiped her down gently before taking his time brushing away the sweat from her neck and back. He then turned his attention to her hair, untangling the knots in her braids and fixing them carefully until they were once again styled in their original formation.

"No one's ever going to notice anything," he whispered into her ear.

Lucie, slowly getting back to her senses grinned and pulled down her dress once again and glances over the smashed cakes and puddles of wine on the floor. "No, how could they. Let's just say Grey Wind caused this," she said with a giggle.

"You're right. We'll say he got jealous of the attention you were getting."

They laughed as Robb helped her off the table. "Direwolves are known for they love of sweet treats."

[roleplayfinder]

Fandom Roleplays CC x Oc Doubles Welcomed

I’m 18+ and all Participants must be 18+

Heya looking for someone who can rp as a male canon character or oc for the following fandoms. I ask this be romance and I also ask that you rp in third person, are semi literate, fairly active, and don’t ghost me please. If you are busy let me know

I am semi literate and I run on San Antonio time so ask we kinda be in the same time frame. Its 9 pm rn. Anyways below are the fandoms and who I want paired with my oc. Doubles are welcomed

Movies

The Purge (CC Leo Barnes x Oc)

Maze Runner (Minho, Newt)

Divergent (Eric x OC)

Transformers (Bumblebee x OC)

Marvel’s Eternals (Ikaris x OC)

Hunger Games ( Peeta or Finick x OC)

The Darkest Minds (Liam x Oc )

Now You See Me (Daniel Atlas x OC)

Tv Series

Rise of The TMNT or TMNT 2012 (Leo CC x Oc)

Titans or Titans 2003 (Jason Todd or Dick Grayson CC x OC preferably Jason)

Helluva Boss (Alastor, Blitzø)

9-1-1 (Eddie x OC)

Law and Order SVU (Mike Duarte, Raphael Barba x OC)

The Mandalorian (Boba, Mando, x Oc )

Game of Thrones (warning I’ve only seen up to season 2 episode 6 but I’m familiar with it. I want Robb Stark x Oc)

The Flash( Mark x OC or Hartley Rathaway x OC)

Percy Jackson (Leo Valdez x Oc)

Or even Celebrity x Oc rps. I ask if you can play

Richard Madden or

Pedro Pascal

Or even scenarios like best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, soulmates

There might be more Fandoms just ask me and I might know it however these are the ones I’m most interested in rn. Hope to hear from you soon. Also please dm me what fandom you want and your time also your favorite color. Thank you

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

Tbh i like the odea of robb stark x reader but i can't insert myself as a lannister or other caucasian houses

I 1900% would love to write a Robb stark x reader thing!

I posted that a long time ago as a Oc story and in 2019 I made it a reader thing but was kinda meh about posting it since it’s supposed to be a reader story but it’s a Lannister house which is why I posted so little of it. { my Oc story is much longer.}

But!!!!

If you have any Robb Stark x reader ideas just send them in.

[wheres-the-fecking-pie]

Fandoms I write for ( see below )

All my stuff should be under ( #my work ) but tumblr kinda iffy.

:)

* means I will write nsfw for them too.

Hannibal

Hannigram *

Hannibal x reader/oc *

Will x reader/oc *

Marvel

Loki x reader/oc *

Peter Parker x reader/oc

Tony Stark x reader/oc *

Venom/Eddie x reader/oc*

Sherlock

Johnlock

Sherlock x reader/oc

Moriarty x reader/oc

Good omens

Ineffable Husbands

Supernatural

Destiel *

Sabriel *

Sastiel *

Dean x reader/oc *

Sam x reader/oc *

Castiel x reader/oc *

Crowley x reader/oc *

Gabriel x reader/oc *

Bobby x reader/oc (platonic)

Lucifer x reader/oc

Rowena x reader/oc

Jack x reader/oc

Will do poly ships and x reader but no incest of course*

Red Dead Redemption 2

Arthur x reader/oc *

John x reader/oc *

Dutch x reader/oc *

Detroit become human

Connor x reader/oc

Markus x reader/oc

Connor x Hank (platonic only)

Game of thrones

Jon x reader/oc *

Robb x reader/oc *

Sansa x reader/oc

Jaime x reader/oc *

Tyrion x reader/oc

Arya x reader/oc

Daenerys x reader/oc*

Daemon x reader/oc*

Rhaenyra x reader/ox*

Doctor who

10 x reader/oc

11 x reader/oc

Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove x reader/oc

Eddie Munson x reader/oc

Jim Hopper x reader/oc

Eleven x reader/oc (platonic only)

Steve Harrington x reader/oc

Any of the main kids x reader/oc (platonic only)

BBC Dracula

Dracula x reader/oc *

Lucifer

Lucifer x reader/oc *

The last of us

Ellie x reader/oc

Joel x reader/oc

Abby x reader/oc

Umbrella academy

Klaus x reader/oc*

Viktor x reader/oc

Five x reader/oc (platonic only)

Diego x reader/oc

Star Wars

Han Solo x reader/oc*

Obi Wan Kenobi x reader/oc

Mando x reader/oc*

The Boys

Billy Butcher x reader/oc

Hughie Cambell x reader/oc

Frenchie x reader/oc

Kimiko x reader/oc

Starlight x reader/oc

Homelander x reader/oc

Maeve x reader/oc

Castlevania (Netflix)

Alucard x reader/oc

Trevor x reader/oc

Alucard x Trevor x Sypha

Black Butler

Sebastian x reader/oc*

Grell x reader/oc*

Undertaker x reader/oc*

Ceil x reader/oc (platonic only)

Resident evil 8

Lady dimitrescu x reader/oc*

Labyrinth

Jareth x reader/oc*

The Magnus Archives

Jon x reader/oc

Jon x martin *

Michael(the distortion)x reader/oc

Martin x reader/oc

Elias x reader/oc *

Rocky horror

Frank n furter x reader/oc*

Fnaf Sb

Freddy x reader/oc*

Sun/moon x reader/oc

Monty x reader/oc*

Arcane

Silco x reader/oc*

Jinx x reader/oc

Vi x reader/oc*

Viktor x reader/oc*

Sevika x reader/oc

Peacemaker

Peacemaker x reader/oc*

Vigilante x reader/oc*

Peacemaker x vigilante*

Peacemaker x reader/oc x vigilante*

Our flag means death

Gentlebeard*

Steddyhands*

EdIzzy*

Stizzy*

Wwdits

Will literally write for any of them! Wether it’s a pairing, poly or x reader! Both show and film*

BBC Ghosts

Will write for most of them x reader/oc or PatCap. Probably best just ask if you have a request :)

Ghost (the band)

Copia x reader/oc*

Terzo x reader/oc*

Any of the ghouls either x reader, or x other ghouls, or x Copia*

Baldur’s Gate 3

Will write for any of them x reader/tav*

Feel free to send requests and I’ll try my best to do them. I mostly write with a GN reader unless requested otherwise✌🏻

Sorry for the long intro

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[thesithdiaries]

Hello guys! I don't know if anybody cares but I'm actually writing

So, I'm getting my shit together and actually planning ahead for what I wanna do. The plan is to have 3-4 parts of each story before posting them.

I actually deleted the first part of Escape (Robb Stark) and Upside Down (Steve Harrington) because they were not actually planned out and don't follow the plot I came up with.

I'm also going to change the entire theme of this blog, including the username, so I have a lot of work ahead of me.

Everything is supossed to be set for January 2021 and I have to kinda rush things because of grad school.

STORIES FOR 2021

Escape - Game of Thrones story. Robb Stark x named!Targaryen oc

Darkess - Star Wars story. Poe Dameron x named!Sith oc

Upside Down - Stranger Things story. Steve Harrington x named!Byers oc

Renaissance - Stranger Things story. Billy Hargrove x named!Hopper oc

*all will be female original characters*

Disclaimer:

The four stories will have a named oc. I really dislike the "y/n" thing and I rather just put a name so it's easier for me to get into the story. Yes, I know some don't like that. You can imagine your own name if you choose to do so. It'll be like reading a book or something like that.

I won't give physical description unless it's absolutely necessary. Therefore, I may show how I imagine the character but I won't force anyone to imagine them that way.

[ijustreallylovezebras]

Courtney’s Crisis Writing Challenge

So yeah as I’m sure all of you are aware of by now I’m having a crisis

and I figured what better way to deal with an emotional crisis than to do a writing challenge and read all the wonderful thing’s y’all can write to distract myself from my ever-growing list of responsibilities

maybe i should change it to Courtney’s Procrastination and Existential Worry Writing Challenge instead

ANYWAY

This is a whole-ass mega writing challenge, going across ALL the people I’ve ever written for and all the people I lowkey want to write for/kinda have a current obsession/love for atm

I’ll give a full comprehensive list below the rules 

But yeah this is going to have an English Literature theme bc I’m a nerd like that and have been reading too many books lately, again, to distract myself

So the prompts are split into three categories - “The Heartbreakingly Beautiful”, “The Hilariously Relateable” and “Fuck I’m Drowning In Fluff”

yeah the categories are just what went through my mind when I read the things these authors wrote

The Rules

1) You don’t have to be following me but it would be nice because I’m lonely and want friends plz

2) If your piece of writing is over 500 words, please use the ‘read more’ feature

3) Reblog this post to get the word out (and tag anyone who may be interested!)

4) It’s going to be one person per prompt but if needed I can add more prompts

5) Smut is fine but please leave warnings as appropriate (THOUGH NO UNDERAGE CHARACTER SMUT THANKS)

6) On the back of that one, no inappropriate pairings pleaseeeeee

7) Also please make sure you leave appropriate warnings at the beginnings of fics if any sensitive subjects are brought up (e.g. mental health etc)

8) Ships and OC’s are welcome

9) Tag me in your writing! - on any of my blogs or all three if you’re keen whoooo

10) Use the hashtag #CourtsCrisisWC

11) If you want to enter send me an ask with the prompt you want and the pairing you’ll be writing it with - again the ask can be sent to either of my writing blogs

12) The deadline for this is 15th December (this can be extended if y’all need it)

Characters/People/Pairings

Okay so imma split this section into parts real quick

Main Blog

1) Pretty much anyone from the MCU is welcome - with the exception of Tony Stark and Clint Barton

2) Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield and HOCO cast and the Holland boys (NOT PADDY) 

3) Any of Les Amis

4) The characters from Peaky Blinders as well

5) Poly ships (e.g. Steve x Reader x Bucky or Tom x Reader x Harrison)

Side Blog

1) Ben Hardy (+ Warren Worthington)

2) Joe Mazzello (+ Eugene Sledge, Gardner Langway, Pat Murray, Dr Tim Murphy)

3) Gwilym Lee (+ Charlie Nelson)

4) (BoRhap!)Queen members (Freddie only platonically)

5) Roger x Reader x Ben

6) Joe x Reader x Ben

7) The Hargreeves Children (older!Five only)

8) Richard Madden (+ David Budd, Robb Stark, Prince Kit)

9) Taron Egerton (+ Eggsy)

10) Rocketman!Bernie Taupin and Ray Williams

11) Smosh Members

12) Jake Gyllenhaal (+ all his various characters)

13) Chris Evans (+ Ari Levinson, Frank Adler)

Just For Funsies (i.e. current obsessions I don’t officially write for but lowkey want to)

1) Ashton Irwin

2) Calum Hood

3) Sebastian Stan (+ Chris Beck)

tbh y’all can just send me a person and I’ll let you know if I’m cool with you writing for them but judging by this list I think you can rest fairly assured that I’m going to be okay with whoever you want to write for

Prompts

The Heartbreakingly Beautiful

“I have measured out my life in coffee spoons” - The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S Eliot // the most beautiful and wonderful poem ever written don’t fight me on this // ( @writingsoftheloser w/ BLANK)

“I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is” - The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do you start missing everybody” - The Catcher In The Rye by J.D Salinger ( @takenbyheartstrings w/ Peter Parker)

“I should have made it as hard for you to leave me as it is now for me to leave you” - Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë ( @bensakindofmagic w/ Ben Hardy)

"The universe is bigger than anything that can fit into your mind." - Love Letters To The Dead by Ava Dellaira ( @petersfreckles w/ Peter Parker)

“You never forget the face of the person that is your last hope” - The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins ( @tom-holland-stuff w/ BLANK)

“Hope may be the thing that pulls you forward (may be the thing that keeps you going) but that it’s painful and dangerous and risky it’s making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?” - The Knife of Never Letting Go by Patrick Ness

“We can't fight another person's battle, no matter how much we want to.” - Holding Up The Universe by Jenifer Niven

“I'm sure I never used to be so sensitive. I think it is due to this nervous condition.” - The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.” - Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh

The Hilariously and Painfully Relatable

“As far as I'm concerned, I came out of the womb spouting cynicism and wishing for rain.” - Solitaire by Alice Oseman

“Real courage is when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.” - To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

"And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good." - East of Eden by John Steinbeck ( @queen-paladin w/ Joe/Eugene/Charlie/Les Amis boy)

"We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered." - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard ( @lilulo-12 w/ Bucky)

"It's just that…I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is." - The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen ( @sataninsatin w/ Detective Loki)

“It was books that made me feel that I was not completely alone” - The Night Circus by Erin Mogenstern

“Was there some kind of rule against drop kicking arseholes in the face? Probably. They always had rules against things that needed to be done” - Made You Up by Francesca Zappia

“I would challenge you to a battle of wits but I see you are unarmed” - Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare ( @icantspellanything w/ Poe Dameron)

“Some people are born with an ear for music, some people are born with a talent for drawing, some people...have a built-in radar that tells them where a comma needs to go in a sentence.” - Our Chemical Hearts by Krystal Sutherland

“Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.” I Am The Messenger by Marcus Zusak

Fuck I’m Drowning In Fluff 

“You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you” - Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin ( @mavalenovaninagavi w/ Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker)

“I love her, and that’s the beginning and end of everything” - The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Flitzgerald ( @angiefangirlworld-2 w/ Ben Hardy)

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” - Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë ( @fichoe21 w/ Bucky)

"The curves of your lips rewrite history." - Picture Of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde ( @sarahp879 w/ Bucky)

"[BLANK] was right. [They] never looked nice. [They] looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something." - Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell ( @writing-of-a-british-bitch w/ Eggsy/Warren)

“Here’s my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eye.” - The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

“Love is worth everything. Everything.” - Everything Everything by Nicola Yoon

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace,  against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” - Great Expectations by Charles Dickens ( @natdoesthings w/ Jake Gyllenhaal)

“I just want you to know that you’re very special and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has” - The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chebowsky ( @d-is-for-delightfull w/ Enjolras)

“Don’t you understand? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!” - Peter Pan by J.M Barrie

[crowkingwrites]

She Looked At Him

Pairing: Jon Snow x OC

Summary:  Would you take a request about jon snow x oc? /me?  My names Catherine, I’m tall and slim, I have copper hair and brown doe eyes. It would be something where we’d both be kinda shy around each other till it develops into a love or something?  I’m sorry if that’s too explicit but I would appreciate it if you could answer me. Thanks ( @moongazer13 )

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It was her eyes that did it. They looked at him with such delicacy and kindness. He’d seen other girls before, but nothing like her. Other girls looked to Robb with his curly hair and charming smile. Not her. She looked at him. Jon felt her brown eyes on him constantly.  When he was training in the courtyard, when he was training Ghost, and even when he was walking down a corridor. She was silently there like a ghost herself, watching him.

“She’s Septa Mordane’s niece,” Sansa told him one evening. Jon held a ball of yarn, slowly twirling it to help Sansa as she made another perfect pair of gloves.

“She’s so��

“Quiet?” Sansa didn’t look up from her work. “Catherine’s always been shy.”

“Is that why she’s always watching me? She’s scared of me?” Jon said.

“No,” Sansa smiled. “Of course not. Watch her. You’ll see why.” Jon Snow started to watch Catherine. Catherine often helped her aunt Septa Mordane teach younger ladies how to sew, embroider, and knit. She say up straight, like a true lady. Her aunt must have made her a perfect picture of manners. She walked like she floated above the ground. Catherine was unbelievably kind, but Jon still didn’t understand why she would always look at him.

Jon swung his sword at his brother again and again until Robb dropped it and raised his hands high in the air. Several girls swooned.

“You win again,” he chuckled. “I see Catherine looking at you. Stand up straight, accept your victory.”

“Don’t tell me you purposely lost so I could impress her,” Jon whispered to his older brother. Robb shrugged.

“She’s quite pretty you know,” Robb mentioned. Jon noted Catherine had braided her copper hair differently today. Her unblinking eyes still looked on. Robb nudged his brother with the hilt of his sword. “Go to talk to her.”

“What do I say?”

“Tell her you like her hair. Girls like that,” Robb nudged him again, pushing him in the direction of Catherine. Jon started to walk towards Catherine. She stepped back and tried covering herself even more by tugging her warm hood over her head. Her brown, doe eyes stuck out from underneath. Jon coughed and tried his best.

“I just wanted to come over here and tell you that,” Jon heard giggling behind him. Robb and his posse of the same girls looked on, watching the interaction between him and Catherine. “I like your hair today.”

Catherine’s face went red. She grabbed her hood and hid it tighter around her face as she took off from the courtyard. Two of the girls laughed at Jon. He glared at his brother for giving him advice, but Robb only shrugged, feeling sorry for his brother.

Catherine sat quietly next to the fire, working on something completely new. She carefully stitched and concentrated on the project until she heard boots coming towards her. She looked up to see Robb and quickly hid her secret project underneath extra fabric under her skirt.

“Sorry to disturb you,” Robb held up his hands in a sort of surrender. Catherine kept quiet while Robb kept going. “You are not obligated to answer me, but I wondered something about you. Are you afraid of my brother? Jon may be a bastard, but I can assure you he’s not someone to be afraid of.”

“I’m not scared of him,” Catherine answered in a small voice. Robb sighed.

“Then why do you look so constipated around him all the time?” Robb’s eyes caught a hold of Catherine’s project. Then he realized and smiled. “I see.”

“Don’t tell him,” Catherine immediately reached out to Robb, covering his mouth. She wanted to have this one thing for herself. Her septa aunt had nearly taught her everything. Catherine had been a perfect model student for the rest of Septa Mordane’s pupils. Sansa even admired her. Catherine did have flaws. Where her manners, craft, and grace were perfect, Catherine couldn’t speak to anyone without offending them.

She thought so carefully of what she was going to say to Jon. She nearly spent her morning whispering the words again and again and again. Jon had spent every afternoon after lunch training ghost, his new pup. He would be there in the small forest opening. She held the project she worked hard on behind her back.

Jon knelt before Ghost and showed him how to sit and stay for him. He fed him treats from a small bag at his side. Catherine carefully walked into their space.

“Jon,” Catherine called out to him. Jon turned around and stood up, surprised by the voice.

“Catherine?”

“I wanted to apologize for how I acted the other day,” Catherine started to say. Her eyes looking to the ground.

“An apology doesn’t mean anything unless you look at the other person,” Jon said to her. Catherine looked up to Jon. Her eyes looked into his. She felt her hands shaking from the intimacy.

“I-I’m sorry,” Catherine handed over her project to Jon. Jon took a hold of the leather dog collar with Ghost’s name embroidered into it. Jon smiled at the small peace offering.

“This is beautiful. Thank you,” Jon smiled and made sure he looked back into her eyes. Catherine nodded. The more they looked at one another, the more they noticed things. Jon noticed how Catherine’s hair would sometime fall in front of her face. How her eyes dilated when she worked with her hands. Catherine noticed how Jon’s smile always reached his eyes, but she particularly liked it when Jon was by himself. She liked secretly knowing who Jon was when he was left alone. It was a secret she kept to herself.

Jon and Catherine kept sharing looks between them until it turned into small conversations. Jon would often catch her looking out the window shortly after breakfast and ask her how the weather faired.

“Cloudy than usual,” Catherine would only answer in small sentences. Jon would nod and go on with his day. Others started to catch on to the growing attraction between the two of them.

“You’ve staring at him again,” Sansa noted. Catherine snapped out of it and looked to Sansa.

“No, I’m not.”

“You are,” she corrected. “It’s alright. I won’t tell, but I will say that he looks at you more than you look at him.” The thought ran through Catherine’s mind all day. She let it lift her away from the usual cold weather. What did Jon think about? Did he wonder about him as much as she wondered about him? Did he like her as much as she liked him?

She started to daydream about the smallest things like holding his hand and walking around the grounds with him. She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of his lips on hers. She imagined smelling his furs and wrapping them around herself.

Jon watched Catherine. Her eyes were closed and she smiled to herself. What could she be thinking about? Jon subconsciously stopped tending to his sword and watched her giggle and smile to herself even more. What made her so happy? He secretly hoped it would be him. Sansa and Robb dropped more than enough hints that Catherine had eyes only for him.

Jon spent his nights wondering how a woman would feel around him. He wasn’t like Theon. He didn’t want to visit a brothel for a woman’s warmth. Not like that. He didn’t want something he didn’t earn. Jon wanted to feel how soft her skin was. He wanted to see her smile. He wanted to see how breathed when she slept. Jon wanted to hold her close and feel what it was like to be next to her. Jon didn’t want a whore; he wanted Catherine.

It was a spring-like day. Ghost trotted at his side while he made his way to the godswood. Jon wasn’t a particularly religious man, but he knew Catherine would be there. Catherine sat in front of a bush of blue roses. They were planted here for Ned Stark’s sister, Lyanna. However, Catherine took a liking to the beautiful flowers. She picked them from the bush and laid them in a pile.

“Those look beautiful,” Jon said and bit his lip. He knew well enough that she was more beautiful than any other rose in the North. Catherine smiled, no longer hiding away from Jon.

“I thought they would look better inside the castle. To brighten up the rooms,” Catherine picked up the roses. Her arms filled with the flowers. The petals tickled her nose, and Jon couldn’t think anything else but to kiss her in that moment.

“I agree,” he cleared his throat. “They would look much better inside.” Catherine watched Jon’s dark eyes move from hers to her lips. He did wonder about her. He really think about her as much as she thought about him. She had to tell him. She felt the words reach the tip of her tongue.

“I should go inside before these wilt,” she said. Catherine wanted to punch herself. Why didn’t she tell him? Why couldn’t the words come out?

“I understand,” Jon nodded. He had to stop her. He came here to tell her how he felt, not let her slip through his fingers. “It would be shame to see those flowers die before they could do any good.”

Catherine turned to leave, arms filled with the blossomed blue roses. Jon looked down for a moment and looked back to Catherine leaving. His heart beat faster. She didn’t know. She had to know.

Catherine walked up towards the castle and even step filled with her ore anxiety. Why didn’t she say anything to Jon? She knew. She knew exactly how he felt. She saw his eyes herself go from her eyes to her lips. She felt the same way. Yet, she walked to the castle anyways. She needed to tell him. He had to know.

Catherine turned around, knowing it was now or never, but she was greeted Jon’s hands taking her face in for a kiss. Jon wasn’t rough or aggressive. He was gentle and slow. Jon’s fingers ran through Catherine’s hair and held her there for as long as he could. Their lips moved with each other, taking in everything around them.

Catherine and Jon separated, but their faces were inches from another. The air smelled like roses, and the wind blew in between them.

“I love you,” Catherine admitted. Her eyes looked into his, and Jon finally realized why she looked at him all this time.

“I love you too,” Jon said, his eyes softened. Jon kissed Catherine again, smiling into the kiss.

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