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I typically post/reblog stuff about ASOIAF. Jaime Lannister and oc stuff more often than not :)
Clipped Wings WIP
Shyly, Lysa’s daughter peered from around the bend of the hall, pale eyes blown wide as two moons at being caught. The girl was tall as a wine cask, just barely, and fitted in silks of soft lilac slashed with ivory.
“You're not like to win any favor by hiding when you've already been found."
At being confronted, Alayne reluctantly shuffled forward, small hands nervously twiddling with her hair— a plait fashioned in the likeness of a fish tail.
“I see your septa has yet to teach you that it’s wrong to spy on people,” Baelish hummed.
The little trout spoke after a beat
“I meant to be quiet as a mouse,” Alayne reasoned naively. Childishly.
“Should the rat catchers come looking for you, I suspect they’d be met with little challenge."
(Little Alayne wearing fishtail braids is officially official. Daddy (not) daughter bonding in ch12 between Petyr and a 6 year old Alayne, circa 288 A.C.)
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𐑺 [ #danyweek2026 day 3: motifs]
“in sunspear hung a portrait of the princess daenerys who had come to dorne to marry one of arianne's forebears. in her younger days arianne had spent hours gazing at it.”
— commission done by @aisatsaa
Reblogged theaisyapping
The thing about Jaime and Brienne’s relationship is that no one has ever really stood up for either of them before. They’re both the defenders, both the protectors–they’re the ones who love other people enough to sacrifice everything.
So then, you take them, and you smoosh them together, and suddenly–for the first time ever–they both have a protector? They both have someone who will save them? They start trying to outdo each other with how far they’ll go to save one another. It is ridiculous! It is wild! She scales a cliff and drops boulders on people to save him, he has to use his actual brain (which he hates to do) to save her, they both take beatings because they have to emotionally save each other. He jumps between her and a literal bear.
They even protect each other’s honor. She hates the way people talk about him. He hates the way people talk about her. They hate the terrible things people have done to the other. He’s maneuvering to save her from murder charges and she’s chopping hands off people who tormented him. He smacks the shit out of a guy who humiliated her. She’s willing to die rather than harm a hair on his head.
And if that’s not over-the-top enough, dear god, they actually believe in each other. He not only thinks she’s legit as a knight and fighter, he thinks she’s this superhero who’s going to obviously find Sansa–it’s not *if* she’ll find Sansa to him, it’s *when.* And she believes in his honor, this thing no one else in Westeros thinks exists–and she actually trusts him, which no one does.
Neither of them stops being who they were, they’re still these self-sacrificing dummies, they’re just sacrificing for each other now–protecting each other–and it is the most terribly beautiful thing I have ever read.
Reblogged rottengrowls
fear not, ser criston. in 200 years the guy who ended the targaryen line of kings will glaze you to his 17 year old half hightower coworker