#robb stark request

[missswritesalot]

Can i request some possessive, maybe even a little mean, Robb Stark nsfw? i need that man in a way that borders on obsession 😭

A/N hope you like it anon. Gets soft at the end. Will edit later for historical accuracy. Requests open.

"Your grace," you began nervously as your husband threw open your bedchamber door. Opening it was hard enough so thinking of the force it took to rattle the hinges made you wince. Perhaps you could finally see the King Robb that maidens swooned for and bards sang of.

"Like a dog? A beast? Numbskulled brute? Is that what you said?" He spat out. His anger, so hard to provoke but equally hard to quell. Now it was righteous too.

“I didn’t mean any of it,” you nervously said. “I only wished to entertain.”

Robb walked towards you and you took a step back. You were vulnerable, only wearing your shift.

“And what did you call yourself? Little more than a whore I paid two coppers for? A greedy little queen, at the mercy of the king?” Robb said. “I can’t even repeat what I heard. Yet you said it when I have done nothing but treat you gently with kindness.”

“It was only my ladies, and I didn’t wish to disappoint, husband.” You said. You placed your hand gently on his chest. “They dream of you, and I couldn’t appear jealous. I needed to show you didn’t lack passion in bed.”

“Wasn’t just the ladies. My men heard you recount your pleasure and now they’re the ones salivating.” He shouted.

“Cease this! It’s childish and I will speak as I wish.” You said, feigning annoyance.

Robb looked madder with each word out of your mouth. He gripped your wrists to the point of pain and spun you around. With a hand on your back, he pushed you face down onto the furs.

"You talk like a whore you get taken like one."

He pushed your chemise up and you felt his fingers find the most sensitive parts of you. He shoved two in roughly, making you scream. Thank the old gods, your plan worked better than expected.

“And what of my men guarding you? Did they have to hear your of escapades? Know how you enjoy in my chamber?” Robb demanded.

The twist of his fingers in your unprepared cunt made tears spring to your eyes.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked. You refused to reply. You shook your head.

“You’re mine, you hear me?” Robb yelled. He slapped your arse to make his point. No need to trigger him even more, you decided. “Who owns ye?” He asked again.

“You do,” you mumbled.

“And I am your King, and your husband. And you had better remember that.”

“Yes, husband.” You whispered. You heard the sounds of him undressing. You didn’t dare move.

Robb held your hips on either side of you and pushed you into the bed.

“Who’ll take you now?” He demanded.

“You, my lord and husband.” You replied submissive. His breathing behind you told you he was still furious.

His hands tightened around your hips and you felt the impossible thickness of his member at your entrance. He'd taken you before, he was your goddamn husband, but never in anger and never like this.

He began to push in, deaf to your cries.

"Robb," you pleaded, your will breaking. He was deep in you but not to the hilt yet. This new position was physically uncomfortable adding to your humiliation. "Please, please." You begged. You didn't know what you were asking for, for him to let you go or for a moment to adjust. But you were so hot you could barely see. You had never felt desire like this. You anticipated your release like Robb returning home.

"No," he said quietly. "You will accept this, wife." He sheathed himself to the hilt within your body. You were glad he'd let go of your arms, so you could twist your fingers into the furs on your bed.

He was deeper than before in this new position, you felt like you were being split open. You reminded yourself you were trying for this reaction. Some part of your heart hurt most of all, knowing that your husband didn't care about the pain he inflicted upon your body. He was mean.

He pulled out again and pushed back in slowly. The deep pleasure knocked the breath out of your lungs. It added to everything you felt from the stretch of his girth.

Your cries grew louder due to pleasure, and you were screaming in abandon at how good he made you feel.

“More, husband, Robb, please.” You begged incoherently. The snap of his hips against yours set a harsh pace.

He tried to stop, to tease you, but he couldn’t. He was too excited looking at your body beneath him.

It didn’t take long before you were clenched around his cock in your pleasure, and he spent in response to you.

Robb collapsed atop you. He rolled over to the side, breathing heavily. You took a moment to calm yourself down and turned to face him. You took his hand in yours carefully, you wanted to know if his anger had been quelled yet. You were pleased when he brought your hand to his lips to kiss it.

“I love you,” he said. “And I have no desire to share you. Not this. Not our time together when we get so little.” Robb confessed. Your heart broke for him. Perhaps you’d gone too far in seeking his passion.

His face grew tense as you didn’t reply. “Have I hurt you, love?” He asked, caressing your cheek. You leaned into his touch with a sigh.

“No, dear husband. I love you too,” you said softly, content.

[luvinescent]

Robb Stark Requests

Ik i said i had a fic idea and i still do and i still wanna write it but i also want to write other things so if anyone wants to request anything I’d be sooooooooo happy and soooooo grateful to write it like I’ll write anything SOOOOO PLSS GIVE ME SOMETHIN i feel like a lil victorian kid on the street goin pls sir can I have some more anyway yeah just request if u can luv u

[writingsofwesteros]

would you be able to write something about robb where readers is a lannister and is also captured by the northern army and robb (maybe theon if you want to add him too) fucks her as “punishment” - she secretly craves it and is cumming inside in hopes his pretty lannister will give him an heir. he always brings her back to where jaime is tied up with cum all over her face and leaking out of her cunt <3

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x Just a bit ill at the moment so here's something and i shall try and start writing over the weekend again <3

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“I wonder what your bitch of a mother would think of you now,” the young Wolf of the North grunted out. His larger hands began to palm your arse, spreading your cheeks apart with ease as you sobbed at his words. “Please…Robb,” You whispered breathlessly as he sunk deeper. His fat, thick cock spreads you apart with ease. It did help that this was his third time today that he was stuffing you full. Your legs softly shook at the sensitiveness of it all. “Fuck, that’s it..such a whore,” Robb groaned. His own stomach tightened in anticipation. “Your Grace,” the familiar sound of Theon Greyjoy moved into the large tent of the King in the North.

Your body stilled completely as the shuffling of boots had your head turning if only slightly to the entrance. The young King did not stop or even slow his thrusts. Your hands reached for the war table; pushing away the armies that Robb would have to return to their places in the morning. Well, he would order Theon to do so. “Is something the matter?” Robb grunted; his hands reaching for your arse once more as he palms you with ease. Theon only stared as the King’s thrusts only pushed deeper and had you gasping aloud each time. “The kingslayer is getting restless,” Theon finally announced his reasoning of being in the King’s tent at this time.

Your sweet, creamy pussy clamped down at the mention of your uncle. An act Robb easily noticed as he slammed deeper. A flash of jealousy came over him as he grabbed at your locks and pulled you up against his chest. His hand wrapped around your neck as you whimpered out his name. The sound of your bodies slapping against each other echoed with your moans falling out. “Is he?” Robb hummed in your ear as he began to harshly mouth down your neck, marking your pretty, soft skin. Theon could only nod as he still watched the erotic sight in front of him. Those sweet, ample breasts of yours bouncing for all to enjoy. It had you remembering the threats from Robb on the first night - how he would allow all his men to fuck you if you so dared to help your uncle escape.

Those thoughts had only entered your mind at the beginning and now you were completely distracted and so full, you could hardly think. “I will see to the Lannister.” Robb hummed as he bullied your sweet, soft spot. “Just as you see to this one?” Theon taunted; eyebrow raising as you began to shake. A harsh thrust from the King pushing you over the edge. His hand snakes around your body as his slender fingers are soon brushing against your pretty, sensitive clit. The touch had you squirting around his thick fingers and he nearly fell from you but Robb only rocked his hips some more. His wet fingers were soon pushed in your hot mouth; pushing down on your tongue as you drooled and sucked around them.

Your body twitched some more as his cum began to flood you with ease before the King turned you around and watched as you fell to your knees. His wet, leaking cock brushed against your face as he smeared his cum onto you without shame even as your cheeks began to brightly blush at his action and how you allowed it to happen. His dark chuckles echoed in your ears.

~

“I heard you were making a fool of yourself.” Robb taunted as his large figure moved into the cage that held the Kingslayer himself. Jaime who still wore his prideful look only stared up at the young wolf without speaking. A movement at the young King’s side had Jaime’s attention as those bright green eyes of his could only widen. “Niece….” Jaime whispered out breathlessly; his shock evident on his face as Robb’s smirk only widened as a dark chuckle escaped him. “Or is it daughter?” Robb purred as he roughly brought his little whore to stand in front of him. His arm snaked around you as a soft gasp escaped your sweet lips as his hands reached to palm at your pretty, ample breast.

He pinched at your pebbled nipple and watched in delight as you gasped out; your thighs rubbing together almost instantly. “Go and kiss your uncle, sweet girl.” Robb ordered as his smirk never fell from his lips. Jaime moved his head away even if his heart skipped a beat at the sight of you safe..well, as safe as it seemed you could be. Gently, you pressed a soft kiss to Jaime’s cheek and you could feel the amusement vibrating off the young King behind you. It was only a second later before you were in Robb’s embrace once more as your blush moved over your cheeks. “I do wonder if to set you free, kingslayer.” Robb hummed as his hand rested on your hip. Jaime raised his eyebrow; hating the flash of hope moving through him as you subtly looked up at the young King. “If only to tell your lover what has come of her precious princess.” Robb purred in your ear as he spoke to his prisoner. His words only had you blushing brightly as those doe eyes of yours only widened.

Robb roughly grabbed the back of your neck and soon his lips passionately captured your own. His tongue pushed in as his free hand slowly moved towards your arse and equally as rough, began to palm at you. “I believe we have given the kingslayer enough time.” The King whispered as he stared at Jaime from over your head. All you could do was follow his orders even as you looked over your shoulder once more at your uncle. The look in your eyes was something he could not comprehend. Robb’s hands gently found your own as  he began to lead you away. “I doubt it will be long before another message from your mother comes.” Robb whispered into your ear. 

A soft gulp escaped you as his smirk only widened and a dark look flashed over those eyes of his. “I hope so my King,” You whispered up at him, if only for Sansa’s sake. Robb hummed in amusement as he brought you impossibly closer against his side. His hand slowly moving to palm at your arse once more as the men of House Stark parted for you both.

[silver-inked-quill]

Lost in the North

Ch. 1 Lions in the snow

Summary: Robb's twin sister has widowed a few months after her marriage to a young lord in the North. Since there was no heir she returned to her birth-home.

Pairing: Jamie Lannister x reader, Theon Greyjoy x reader (it is yet to be decided)

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: General Game of Thrones warnings🙄

“Y/N!” my mother exclaimed- her voice toned with pure panic as she was preparing the castle for the arrival of King Robert Baratheon, friend of my father’s but still the King of the seven realms along with the house Lannister.

“Yes mother?” I responded loud enough as I moved to the main dining room.

“Please do see that Arya is properly dressed- and aid Sansa with her own dress.” She spoke and I looked at her. “Oh and please tell the boys to shave- be presentable as well.” Her gaze rather apologetic, she never really enjoyed burdening me with the matters of our household ever since my return from White Harbor- Barely married to young Lord Manderley who passed before we have been together for a moon. No heir- No nothing just the first born daughter of House Stark in a foreign land with no heir. My father claimed me back and cancelled our wedding. I loved my husband but the 7 gods had different plans for my future and his.

I paced down the balcony, my eyes searching for my brothers, they were by the targets. My twin Rob, always followed by Jon Snow-my father’s bastard- and by Theon Greyjoy, my father’s ward. Bran huffed, another missed arrow, I noticed a galore of them stuck everywhere but the target. Jon kneeled and tried to tutor him and I smiled. Arya rose out of nowhere grabbed the bow and pulled the string releasing an arrow straight at the target’s center. I saw Arya chime and the boys make gentle fun of Bran as my father came and stood by me.

“Fine little beast your daughter has become.” I commented as he stood by me leaned in the railing, I could see the pride flair up his eyes as he looked down at his boys- no at his children. “Reminds of another fine beast that used to run around my feet with her braids and play with bows and arrows instead of dolls.” He commented and I chuckled looking at him “At least one of your daughters turned out to be a proper lady.” I said still smiling as I stared back at the targets. “You turned out to be a proper lady… and you can stab an arrow within an arrow too.” My father spoke, his voice gentle like he snow falling upon our roof. “How do you know I can do that?” I laughed and asked, I felt eight again and he would tell me stories and convince me and my twin that they were true.

“I can see it in your eyes- they shine when you see something you enjoy and you exceed at.” He said, his voice poetic- too poetic. “Oddly specific thing the glint of my eyes told you…” I laughed at him, it was a rare thing for me the years passed. “We were exchanging ravens with Lord Manderley, concerned how your stay at the White Harbor was- he mentioned that you were quiet the archer… Why don’t you show your siblings off?” My father asked me, his smile apparent- one only his family could see.

“You want me to boast? Father are you feeling alright?” I asked him laughing. “Yes- However, love, it doesn’t hurt to boast on boasters.” He commented and pointed at my siblings and then kissed my forehead as climbed down with a swift motion snatching the bow from Arya.

“Didn’t know you could handle a bow sister?”  Robb looked stunned as he saw me take an arrow from Bran’s quiver.

“You do not know many things Robb.” I turned at him gently pressing him and Jon to take a step back. They stared at each other for a moment.

“In the Iron Islands, it is common for women to fight.” Theon commented and opened the way. “I was surprised to see in the North there aren’t such habit.” He said.

“We honor tradition here” I said and pulled the string. “But women here are allowed to have hobbies…” I smiled and as I breathed out I let the arrow go, It flew to the one Arya shot at the target making it tear in half.

“Did you see that?! she is better than all of you three combined!” Bran exclaimed and hugged my waist looking up at me. “Me too- You will teach me first!” Arya exclaimed crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“No- it is me, I should learn first” Bran huffed pointing at Arya.

“That was impressive Y/N.” Jon spoke and smiled at me.

“It was- alright” Theon spoke and looked at me and then at Robb.

“What happened, feeling overshadowed?” Robb spoke and placed an arm around my shoulders. His voice mocking but no real meaning behind his words.

“Oh- you should feel overshadowed too Robb.” I chuckled and patted his cheek. “However brilliant my archery is- I am here as a bearer of bad news… The lot of you has to shave before the arrival of the King… and even more unfortunately for me- I have to dress you up Arya…” I smiled and looked at her eyes, she really despised them dresses and gowns.

“No… Not happening.” She exclaimed and she attempted to flee but with a spinning motion Robb caught her like. “We do not like it either” Jon smiled and ruffled her hair and I gently took her hand leading her to her room.

~

Not many hours passed. Bran’s voice exclaimed that the King was arriving. I chuckled as Mother was outraged that Bran was climbing again at the wall… Sansa and Robb were already close to my father as my mother guided Bran and I bore Rickon’s hand as he soon left me to go next to my mother. Arya appeared wearing a helmet. I heard Jon’s chuckle from behind… He always stood behind us with Theon.

The kind arrived, the stag and the lion banners stood next to the ones of the direwolf. We bowed as King Robert Baratheon who stood before us. He signed us to rise and we did. “You grew fatter.” Robert commented staring at my father’s grim face. The grim in his gaze was unbearable but his lips tugged nodding “You too your Grace.” He said and after an exclamation of joy he hugged ny father and then my mother.

“you are a handsome future lord.” Robert said and shook my twins hand. “And what is your name?” “Arya, your grace.” His gaze shifted to Sansa “You are a pretty one” he giggled before he ceased his movements standing before me. I swallowed staring at his blanked gaze. I knew what I reminded him of and it made me feel bizarre. My father’s face hardened and the Queen looked at me in despise “You look just-.” He was to say but then Bran got his glare. “And you- you will be a knight! Show me those muscles!” Bran flexed and I smiled my glare lowered to the floor.

~

They all gathered at the main ballroom to have the feast and once the formalities came to an end. I fled the room and went to the cellars first taking a skin of ale, as I stumbled upon the imp. “Lady Stark- or is it Mandreley.” He asked me and I raised my eyebrows. “What are you doing down here lord Lannister?” I asked him and looked down at him. “Same as you I assume- seeking comfort in the warmth of alcohol… However it isn’t suitable for a lady to drink alone now is it- It could be scandalous.” Tyrion Lannister commented. “But then again you are a widow- one in grief can do as they wish.” He added and I simply walked alone up on the wall, there was this small spot- it allowed me to have the greatest view- one painters could never draw and bards could never sing about. I simply sat there and drank from the skin- it tasted horribly but my mind was at peace.

“I love coming up here as well- All the times I would think of my father and the Iron islands I would come here.” Theon came from behind me and leaned in the stone railings I was seated upon.

“My father treated you better than yours.” I told him and drunk down the ale. “But you are rather ungrateful and bitter.” I spoke

“I am bitter because Ned is not my father…” Theon spoke “I do feel affection for this family- I was only ten when I was brought here. You Rob and Jon- you treated me no different than you treated each other- I always loved you a bit more than the other two you know- you showed more compassion which is normal- you are a girl—a woman now. It pained me to see you in tears Y/N… It always has.” Theon spoke and I looked at him with a small smile.

“Are you confessing you have feelings towards me Theon?” I asked with a small laughter hiding behind my voice as I turned to look at him and he didn’t respond he simply grasped the ale and drunk it down.

“I always hoped to be for you- I know I am a lord without a kingdom. I admire you Y/N- your compassion your skill” He smiled and kissed my knuckles gently as he looked at me and left with no other word.

“Ah… scandals of the North I always enjoyed seeing the word and the lady of the late Lord Manderley with the hostage ward of the Iron Islands. I thought North was about honor.” I heard a voice yet unknown to me.

“Sir Jamie Lannister is it…” I turned around “And what would a kings guard wished wandering on our wall.” I made the question towards him.

“Lady Y/N Stark second of her name… And yet you steal kings words just like the first of your name did” The knight responded.  “They say you take after your aunt Y/N, in looks and spirits” He added, his voice smooth and mocking.

“I am alike her in both you have heard correct.” I said and looked at him. “Therefore I bet my twin brother wouldn’t enjoy hearing your manner sir… Just like you do not enjoy insult when it comes to the Queen’s name…” I smiled and looked at him. “It’s a twin thing isn’t it… But then again, some twins are closer than others.”

Jamie Lannister’s face didn’t shift as if it was okay for me to say those things. “Watch your sharp tongue Lady Stark.” He smiled.

“Or- Will you threaten me Jamie Lannister- inside my home, for noticing how much you love your sister.” I smiled and leaned in, I could smell his perfume and sweat.

“You are a bittersweet thing Y/N Stark. I have never fucked another’s twin…” He spoke and I didn’t flinch, I maintained the eye-contact. “Interesting, I bet the Queen would be most delighted to hear of your new discovering appetite.” I said and he stared at me for some good moments. He was handsome- too handsome and my heart was racing as if I was running for my life. Perhaps I was. “Is that a threat, lady?” he asked and I smiled “It is a reaction followed by an action.” I smiled and then stood up making my leave.

Hey there gentle reader , First i would like to thank you for reaching this point and reading my fanfiction. I wish to know your opinion on it as a whole and on a more flaming matter- Jamie Lannister or Theon Greyjoy? I mean i think she has connection with both and quiet some chemistry too but please i need you to enlighten me... Yours, silvermist

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The Things Robb Stark brings you

Hey my lovelies, back with another headcanon. Thought of this randomly, if you guys like it feel free to request other people. My requests are open and my request guidlines are pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

❀Furs. Robb's always worried the North may be too cold for you. So whatever he locates a spare fur, it's yours.

❀Books. Robb never wants you to be bored. He's heard how ladies can grow tired of needlepoint, so he wants you to be able to spend your time reading. If you're looking for anything specific then Robb will find a way to obtain it.

❀Sweet treats. Robb likes to bring them to you so you can perhaps share them. An excuse to get Robb out of training while he's spending quality time with his betrothed.

❀A dagger. When Robb is away from you, he wants to know you're protected. So he has the blacksmiths forge you a dagger personally.

❀A necklace. When you and Robb first get betrothed Robb wants to welcome you with a gift. It's beautiful with a wolf pendant sitting beside your house sigil. It is a mark of the two houses uniting.

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another bot is up! this time a robb stark one for @snow-blower heheh

i hope you like it!!

[rheanyraaaa]

so tempted to write a theon x sansa with a roslin frey x robb stark someone talk me out of it

[missswritesalot]

Can I request something with Robb stark x shy reader. She is very quiet and a good wife too rob, but she loves seeing him be a true king to his people so when someone comes along and tries to knock him down a few pegs she speaks up and reminds said person of who they are speaking to leaving Robb speechless and a little turned on. You can end it there or add in a little smut if you want. Thank youuu

A/N requests open! Hope you enjoy, anon! There is just a sprinkle of nsfw at the end, but I tagged it with smut just to be safe ;) i think i used the word shy like a million times. Reblog/Comment if you want more!

You and your husband, Robb, were touring the North and providing supplies to the smallfolk to support them through the Winter. There were many grievances to address and you held court at all the small towns.

You hated the attention, and it was a small mercy that you rarely had to speak. Even when Robb needed your counsel, he asked for it in private so you weren’t embarrassed. The eyes of the people on you were enough to mortify you, yet you bore your discomfort silently and stood by his side.

At one such hearing, Robb ordered the Lords of the lesser Northern houses to visit. You were seated next to him on your throne, Greywind sleeping on the raised floor at your feet.

“The old ways have served the North fruitfully for years. Listen carefully, one war does not make a boy a man and you are yet to know the ways of the world.” Lord Karstark said, wagging a wrinkled finger at Robb.

It was the third time he had questioned your husband in front of his Council. You were furious.

All Robb had suggested was reducing the great burden of supporting lesser houses with tithes from the peasants. Many smallfolks families were missing men and weapons due to the war, and winter was coming. It would be his first Winter as King of the North and he wanted all his subjects to survive, not just the noblemen.

You thought it was admirable. You also knew how hard he worked, spending almost all nights this week pouring over papers and accounts.

“Don’t forget yourself, I am the King,” Robb chided him. Greywind woke up and went to him, a silent threat.

“No man that calls himself King is a true-“ Lord Karstark began in his crotchety old voice. Anger coursed through your veins. How dare this senile old man try to insult your husband.

You cleared your throat. The hall fell silent. Robb frowned and turned to look at you. His wife was a woman of few words but they were all worth hearing.

“My King husband would have no need of repeating his station if you would remember it, my Lord. And if you cannot, then perhaps in the evening of one’s life we must accept our limitations and resign to things we are capable of.” You said calmly, yet sharply. Robb’s jaw dropped in awe.

It took Karstark’s slow mind a moment longer to process.

“Control your tongue, woman,” he said said, eyes wild, pointing to you.

“Disrespect the Queen and you will feel my blade,” Robb yelled, stepping down from the throne and pulling out Ice, just as the direwolf by his side leapt into action.

Karstark did not know when to keep hush. He retorted back sarcastically, and the altercation ended with him being dragged to the dungeons for his impunity. The other lords were also greatly displeased with him, for now they had no chance of changing the King’s mind about restoring their allowances.

You were glad to see the end of the day, and walked into the chambers of your current abode with Robb trailing behind you.

“Lord Karstark demands hot oil for his feet, did you hear it, darling?” Robb said, crushing the piece of correspondence he read. “To send his demands with servants even when imprisoned. The gall of him.” He chuckled.

“I’ve had it up to here with that old bastard,” you said angrily. You let your hair down and started running your fingers through it roughly. The more you thought of it, the more your anger flared.

“How dare he set foot in your court, dine and dwell in our hospitality, and feel entitled to disrespect you like that? I will not stand for it, Robb.” You said, tugging at the lacing and stepping out of your gray court dress.

“Age does not guarantee wisdom, darling. Experience does. And the old fool has none.” Robb said, walking up to you and resting his hands on your shoulders. He pushed your hair to the side and kissed up your neck from your shoulders to your ear.

You tilted your head to give him more access. After a while he turned you around and kissed your mouth. You savored his languid kisses. His hands slowly pushed your chemise over your shoulders till it hung just above your breasts.

You pulled away, and leaned back, his strong arms holding you up.

“I’m sorry for speaking out of turn, love” you said shyly. You were bold in your anger but the shyness was starting to creep in now. “I love you, and I cannot bear to see you insulted after you pour your soul into this Kingdom.”

“Don’t be sorry, you were fantastic,” Robb said, apparently unable to keep his lips off of you. You gasped as he nipped at the bottom of your throat. “I would like to see the wolf in my little wife more often.”

You giggled at his words, and he walked you backwards till your calves hit the bed. Your chemise dropped to your hips and his hands made quick work of finding your breasts.

Your hands came up to cover yourself.

“Robb, the candles,” you said, eyes wide. His own blue ones lit up with mirth.

“I know now that you are not shy, let me see what is mine, darling.” He whispered, pushing your chemise to the floor. You stepped out of it, naked as the day you were born. Your skin felt hot under his hungry gaze.

“Lie back, Y/N,” he said, licking his lips and pushing you down on the bed. “I wish to show you some of my appreciation.” He knelt before you with a wink.

Robbs hands found your knees and he spread them apart. Your hands twisted into his auburn hair in surprise.

And there was nothing shy about the sounds you made that night.

[imarvelatthesight]

can you write a robb stark x reader? where reader is poc? or mixed? i guess in westerosi standards it would be more north x south, perhaps from Dorne, and she’s always had issues with family so she’s jealous of robb & how close he is with his family & identity etc… this is probably something more angsty

Firstly, thank you for being my first request back!! I’d absolutely love to write this for you.

I do have some more questions for you so if you could shoot me a DM that would be awesome. If you don’t feel comfortable reaching out, that’s okay too! I will just fill in the gaps myself.

This also gives me the chance to say I will be tagging every anonymous request as “imats anon request” so that it’s easier for me and readers to find requests if they want to go back and read.

Thank you anon 💕

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Tent- Robb Stark (5)

Pairing: Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Characters: Robb Stark

Warnings: N/A

Request: Wattpad- Before Robb Stark made his promise to the twins he capture Jaimie Lannister and Y/N Hill (Tywin Lannister bastard). She was chained up right beside her brother before Robb Command his m’en to unchain her and giver her a proper tent and let her be bath and have food. Robb starts to fall for her and decides to marry her so she can have a stark name and be a queen in the North since she not treated well by her siblings accept Tyrion of cours. Tywin Lannister agréés to it and give back his sisters and Robb give back Jamie to the Lannister

Word Count: 342

Author: Charlotte

You kept your emotions in check until you were back in the tent. Pain had welled inside of you erupting as soon as your hands set onto the tabletop trying to keep yourself balanced and without crumbling into the mess you wanted to. You loved your family even if they never saw you as one of them, and you knew this wasn’t something your brother would want but you never wanted to hurt him.

“Y/N,” you heard come from the entrance.

You snapped up straight, wiping your tears on the furs that lay at your neck.

“Robb,” you said, a fake smile on your face as you turned to face him. “Do you need something?”

He pondered your expression for a moment. “Are you okay?”

“Of course.”

Your fake smile was faltering as your tears begun to well in your eyes again. Although you didn’t need to impress Robb, you didn’t want him to see you as weak.

“You don’t need to lie to me,” he stated, approaching you. “It may not be a traditional marriage, but I don’t wish for you to be hurting. One of the reasons I asked for you to marry me is to offer you happiness, I don’t wish to fail at that this quickly.”

“I am grateful, Robb, really I am, but I am fine.”

With the last word your voice broke, tears spilling down your face once again. Robb paused as he saw you cry, but he stepped closer to you, to wrap his arms around you. You didn’t want a hug from him, but you couldn’t deny it was comforting, a safeness covering you in his arms and wrapped in his furs.

“I take it, that your brother isn’t excited for you to be a Stark?” He questioned.

“You could say that,” you said, your words muffled amongst the furs. “I think he’d rather I married a chicken.”

Robb’s chuckle gently shook you in his arms. “I can’t say he will ever be happy, but it will be okay. I can promise you that.”

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Writing Prompts!

Info: This is a list of prompts i put together for requests, if anyone's interested. All you have to do is pick a character from the list below, pick one or more dialogue prompts, and send them to me in an ask. I'll write a short reader insert fic for each request (as long as it's something i'm comfortable writing). If you want to be more specific in your ask about what you want in the fic, go ahead! The more information the better!

Some of these prompts i got off of google. The ones in italics I wrote myself. And the ones in bold are from @deity-prompts. More prompts will be added whenever i find/think of them lol. Most of the prompts are angsty or hurt/comfort, but theres a few fluff options too.

Ps. All fics will be with a fem!reader.

(prompts under the cut)

Prompts:

"Revenge is the closest thing I hold to sacred."

"Don't imagine lines so you can read between them."

"Let me lie to myself. Let me think that our love might be stronger than the truth."

"Everyone is capable of anything when their back hits the wall."

"One chance. One choice. Me or him?" (alt: "...Me or her?")

"Are you using that anger, or is it using you?"

"If you put words in my mouth again, i'll put a sword through yours."

"Take the mask off when you speak to me."

"It's been a while since I felt myself turning to ash on the inside. Thanks for walking in and reminding me."

"I was alone with my baby. My own thoughts terrified me. And you weren't there."

"You're good at finding things. Find me a reason to stay."

"I wish i could say it gets easier. It doesnt."

"If tomorrow comes anyway, will you be there?"

"I'm sick of missing you when you're right here."

"You deserve better than me."

"I'm here. I know it's not enough, but it's all i have."

"You first."

"I'm here for you, ok? I'm never going to leave."

"Just keep your eyes open. You're going to be fine, alright? You're going to be fine."

"Don't make me a promise you can't keep."

"Be safe."

"Please stay."

"Is it ok if i fall asleep here?"

"Get out."

"Don't touch me."

"Go ahead, leave. I wont be waiting for you to come back."

"This nightmare will never end, will it?"

"Please let me in."

"Everyone i've loved has gotten hurt. I can't let that happen to you."

"I did it to protect you."

Characters:

Jon Snow (game of thrones) Robb Stark (game of thrones) Dean Winchester (supernatural) Sam Winchester (supernatural) Castiel (supernatural) Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Also, if instead of doing a reader insert you would rather request something with an OC, i will be making a post with a few of my OCs and bios for them. Once i post that, i'll link it here, and you can request a fic with one of them instead. :)

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Please Request Stuff!

Requests are open because I'm desperate for prompts and I need to practice writing more so that I can get back into it. I'm down to do oneshots, blurbs, character ships, NSFW alphabet, and more just ask :)

There's nothing I won't write, so feel free to request whatever. I'm on a huge Rings of Power, Hobbit, and LOTR kick right now so I'd love requests for that, but I'm adding a list of fandoms below and specific characters I'm down for in the tags.

Request HERE!

Fandoms LOTR / Hobbit / ROP Game of Thrones Harry Potter Marvel Ted Lasso ^these are probably the ones I'm most familiar with but there's definitely more I'd be willing to write for!