There was a voice and a buffeting motion, as though they were breaking the atmosphere.

“Come on, damn you!”

Her eyes opened and she rolled her head, her muscles stiff and aching after such a long time in Sleep.

There was a man shaking her awkwardly with one hand. Brienne could nearly taste the relief that flooded his face when he saw that she had ( Read more... )

((I have no idea how Bergman this is. The wiki page was of limited help. However, betrayal seems to have been a theme that he played with a few times. I’m taking this and running with it.))

In retrospect, it was hard to say when it started. There had been the baby, her darling boy. Perhaps it had started when she found him cold and lifeless in his ( Read more... )

Filling positions on the Small Council turned out to be the least of Jaime’s worries. Lord Baelish was still haunting the Red Keep like a ghost of Small Council’s past. Brienne showed him into the chamber where Jaime sat with Willas.

“Your Grace,” Littlefinger smiled. “The service was quite special. The High Septon looked like he would have ( Read more... )

Sansa pursed her lips and threaded another pin into her hair with an ease that betrayed years of practice. She held her hair up with the other hand until every tendril was tucked neatly back. She could see the worry clouding the eyes of her reflection, worry that only increased when Petyr came to stand behind her.

“We need the money, my pet,” he ( Read more... )

They had thrown a blanket over two chairs and were huddled beneath it, wrapped in giggles and whispers. Joffrey had lessons with the maester which was the only reason that their den had not been thrown down and destroyed. It was a little cocoon, a world where Joffrey did not exist, but they still pressed close together the way that very young ( Read more... )

((band AU. Wholeheartedly stolen from an idea that came up on the ask blogs an age ago. Forgive me for indulging another crackship along the way… Hope you guys don’t mind - if you’d rather I took this down and wrote something else cos you have plans for this let me know. It got a bit long…))

They hadn’t even left the stage when Jorah started talking ( Read more... )

It had been three weeks. Three weeks of a half-life, of eating and sleeping, of reading messages and not really taking any of it in. The Others had been driven back, those parts of the Wall that had crumbled were being rebuilt and now, three weeks later, the dragon queen had come south to King’s Landing.

She spent the first day in counsel with her ( Read more... )

Prompt - Jaime/Cersei, reversing places for a night; wherein Cersei wears the armor and does the fucking.

His first thought had been that it was like looking into a mirror. His second had mapped the differences between them - he was sure that her legs looked far shapelier in breeches then his ever did. Jaime’s third thought had been interrupted by ( Read more... )

Prompt : Jaime/Brienne, crack!AU, after what happens at the end of Jaime's chapter, they go on a luxury cruise to the Summer Isles
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“What’s Sansa Stark doing in Saltpans?”

Brienne didn’t look up, concentrating instead on untying the skiff.

“Is Clegane here too?” Jaime asked and leaned ( Read more... )

((A tourney, long before Whent’s - playing fast and loose with timelines))

If she had been at Casterly Rock she would have stamped her delicate foot on the floor and things would have been different, but she fenced in all the feelings behind her eyes and took a deep breath. She had dreamed about the tourney and the reality was only a pale shadow of ( Read more... )