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Lily James as Cinderella CINDERELLA (2015)

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Joanna smiled happily as he declared it wonderful news. She wanted to be a mother, and now that she knew he was pleased about it too, she could let herself fully enjoy and be excited about the news. "It is, isn't it?!" She had been experiencing nausea and a pause in her monthly cycles, but her suspicions about the cause had only just been confirmed. It had all come about so quickly after marriage...

It warmed her heart to feel his hands holding hers, his kisses, the affection with which they were given. Joanna leaned down to draw her husband up into a hug.

She was not quite sure what to say in response to his question. Of course she wanted him here, but she hadn't known to what extent this would change things... "The doctor said the baby will probably not come for another six moons. If you would be back by then, I understand if you need to go. Of course I don't *want* you to leave, certainly not if you would miss the birth, but..." She also didn't want to hold Rhaegal back if it was very important. It was difficult to strike the balance between that, and also making it clear that he was wanted here.

Joanna nodded. She knew that it wasn't that he wanted to be away from her. "Very much." It was a simple answer, but true- it always seemed far too quiet and empty here without him. She wondered if he missed her too... As she felt his strong arms come round her, she wrapped hers around him in turn.

"I... before you leave, there is something I should tell you," Joanna bit her lip as she looked up at him, wondering what his reaction was going to be. She had found out the other day, and had been wondering how best to break the news to him, but it was now clear he had to know before he went. "Rhae, I'm pregnant."

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SEX EDUCATION (2019-2023)

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The sound and the feeling of her knight climaxing inside her was a familiar one now, but no less pleasurable for it. Moon tea had been sufficient so far to stop her becoming with child, though she had wondered what it would be like if she just… didn’t take precautions. If she let his seed grow in her. What would they do? Leave for somewhere far away, she supposed. Perhaps that would have been the best route forward, the one most conducive to their happiness. Though Criston would have to want it too, of course. 

Her pleasure was building again following the interruption, and that was only furthered by the way he travelled down her body. The feeling of his tongue on her skin was so thrilling it was difficult not to squirm. Joanna’s back arched, and she began to let herself relax into the feeling, her mouth falling open, moans issuing freely, her eyes shutting.

And then, her lover's lips moved further down still, and it was enough to bring forth an immediate loud cry from her. Between his thrusts, and then his mouth’s attention across her body, she was at the point where any stimulation between her legs was nearly overwhelming. The ravenous way his lips moved, over her clit, along her sex, the wetness that had gathered there- it was perfect, and she could tell from the sensation in her core that she was very very close. “Oh…” Her breath was coming in pants and whimpers. “Yes… More…” And there it was, the pinnacle she had been hoping for. It was like a dam breaking inside her, electric and all consuming. Joanna couldn’t do anything but make blissful noises, and cling to his dark hair tightly. It took some time to come down from that high, but once she did she was left lying breathless, sated and smiling.                               

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She enjoyed the press of his lips against hers, responding to his passion and becoming breathless with it very quickly. As soon as Joanna felt Criston's hands on her arse she whined- she wanted him, she wanted his touch, everywhere...

Normally even the suggestion of him being executed would have her frowning and unhappy, but then came Criston's words about this being their last chance... that was exciting, and had her heart racing.

"You shall have more then," Joanna replied in a low voice, barely hesitating before she sat back up, sliding her wet cunt along the length of his hard cock but not taking him into her. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment as she whispered, "Is that what you want tonight, Ser? To belong to me?"

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Joanna loved her home dearly, but her feelings upon hearing from her father that they would be leaving for a while were far from exclusively negative. It would be fun to see her uncle, and Tommen and Myrcella, and to explore more of the wider world.

It had been a long and rather wearying journey, but thankfully she had a great love for her horse and for riding. They did have a wheelhouse with them, but she preferred not to use it unless she was very tired or it was raining.

"Uncle!" Joanna gave a wide smile in return, and went up to kiss his cheek. Really, she ought to have curtseyed and called him, "Your Grace" or "my king," but she knew Jaime wouldn't mind, which was a lot more important than any grumbles from lords and ladies of the court about formality.

"Not especially!" Joanna replied in response to what her uncle said about the weather. "The first week was pleasant enough, but for much of the journey the rain and storms have been abominable." Thankfully not today though, so she had not arrived looking wet and dishevelled.

Which lead nicely on to the subject of her father. "No, I am sure you know he would not go there before coming to say hello to you! He is taking a bath, he wanted to make himself look a bit more presentable before coming before the court- he will not be long." Tyrion had had a teeny bit of a piss up with one of his friends in the inn they'd stayed in on the last night of their journey, and had been rather the worse for wear this morning. He'd needed a proper wash. "I hope you have been well, Uncle Jaime? It has been far too long."

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It had been a while since Tyrion and his daughter had graced the halls of the Red Keep. It was safe to say that Cersei had been the main reasoning for that. But Jamie had important news for the Lord and Lady of Casterly Rock so he sent a raven asking them to come.

Cersei and Myrcella were making plans for her betrothal to Robin Arryn and Harry the heir for added insurance due to Robins' health at Dragonstone and Tommen was staying home much to his displeasure. Jamie had plans for his children and now he needed to focus on his family.

"Write to Lord Stark, ask him about a betrothal to the Prince." Jamie dictated to his Maester. "And Lord Stannis about Lady Shireen to Tommen"

Jamie sits back further in what has to be the most uncomfortable chair he'd ever sat. No wonder Targaryen kings ended up a bit mad or cruel. "Joanna! Welcome! I hope your journey here was met with good weather!" A big smile ran across Jamie's face as he saw his neice. "You are growing into a fine young woman. How is your father? He did come didn't he?" Green eyes scanned the room hoping to see his brother. "He's not currently...indisposed in the street of silk, is he?"

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@notenoughmuses yes, love this! Miss them ❤

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Joanna: DADDY?!

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Joanna when there are lions in the latest HOTD episode: 😀😀😀

Joanna when they are in cages: 😪😥😢😭😩

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Hi guys! I know I've not been very active here recently, and I just wanted to pop on to say I hope I'll be writing here a bit more soon! I've been busy with other things, writing on discord, trying to find a new place to live, work, and so on, but am going to try and get back into things here, get some new plots started cause I don't really have many active threads at all. But yes, I assure you if I owe you a reply it's safely waiting in my drafts, and asks in my inbox are being saved too, and will be responded to 👍

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when you're being fettered but you are physically incapable of holding back your sarcastic commentary

The manacles were black iron, thick and heavy, each weighing a good two pounds, if the dwarf was any judge. The chains added even more weight. "I must be more fearsome than I knew," Tyrion confessed as the last links were hammered closed. Each blow sent a shock up his arm almost to the shoulder. "Or were you afraid that I would dash away on these stunted little legs of mine?"

He wore iron manacles on his wrists and a matching pair about his ankles, joined by a length of heavy chain no more than a foot long. "You'd think my word as a Lannister was not good enough," he'd japed as they bound him. He'd been very drunk by then, thanks to Catelyn Stark. Of their escape from Riverrun, he recalled only bits and pieces.

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I’d be respected if I couldn’t be loved.  AMY MARCH 📜 Little Women (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig

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Joanna glanced back at the prince quickly for reassurance, checking that everything was okay- but just for a moment. Then she looked forward, to the back of Caraxes's head and the sky beyond, which would soon be all around her. A smile spread across her face, determined and eager, her body steeled as though for a battle. "Ready!" Her hands gripped the saddle beneath her, and she held her breath.

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“He was,” Joanna agreed- the maester wasn’t dead, but she hadn’t seen him for a long time.

She stepped up to the side of the dragon and nodded with a smile, “Well, I know how to do that well enough!” Joanna put both her hands on Caraxes’s side, preparing to follow Daemon’s guidance and try to mount the same way she would with a horse. She lifted one leg up, pushing off from the other one and keeping a firm grip on the warm scales beneath her hands.

Daemon stood next to her.  Not quite touching her, but ready in case she stumbled back.  Caraxes had certainly knelt down just a little to help.  “Good you’ve got it.”  He said.  He would make sure she got settled before he got on.  “You’re almost quiet a natural.”

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MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED.

all of this ANGST lately – while nice – it’s getting a bit OLD. I want your character to try their best and make mine feel super loved. give them ALL you’ve got. make them blush like crazy and CRY because they’ve never heard such beautiful things before. do it. I dare you.

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little meowmeows 🫶

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Joanna enjoyed seeing the pleasure on his face and hearing it in his groan. She began to ride him harder, becoming so lost in the sensation that she didn't notice the sound in the hallway. Not Criston though, a soldier, always on guard. She felt herself lifted from him and covered in silks- they were soft, but cold compared to her knight's skin which she would rather feel against hers. Her pussy empty, wet, and aching for more, she did as he told her. She closed her eyes, staying still and trying to keep her breath as calm as possible, though her pulse was still racing.

It was probably one of the queen's maids sent to look in on her, to see if the rumours about what her niece's nighttime activities were true. But thankfully she left quickly, and hopefully it was too dark for her to have spotted Joanna's wild hair, swollen lips and the tell tale marks on her neck. With any luck, she would be taking back a report that nothing was amiss.

Joanna lifted her head and grinned at Criston as he emerged from behind the curtains, watching hungrily as his bare form approached her again. "That was close-" she whispered. Perhaps she should have been more scared or worried... The consequences of them being found together could be severe, for him as well as for her. But instead the prominent feeling was exhilaration- the thrill of being together when they shouldn't be, of needing each other so badly that they wouldn't let this interuption stop them, instead resuming their coupling straight away... Her legs spread wide the instant his weight came back into her bed- it felt good to have him over her again, his lips on hers, warm and passionate. And then she felt him fill her once more, and she moaned into his mouth. The sound of wet lips, sweaty bodies moving together filled the room once more.

Joanna heard his words, but her mind was too addled at the moment to protest as she normally would, spinning in bliss, particularly when the feeling of his lips on her neck arrived. Her arms went round his neck, holding him close, fingers gripping his shoulders tight. In this moment he was hers, and she adored it, wished it could always be like this. "Criston- I'm close... touch me, touch me please..." She didn't have anywhere in particular in mind for him to touch, she just knew she needed his hands all over her, her hair, her neck, her breasts, her waist, her thighs, everywhere...

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She enjoyed the press of his lips against hers, responding to his passion and becoming breathless with it very quickly. As soon as Joanna felt Criston's hands on her arse she whined- she wanted him, she wanted his touch, everywhere...

Normally even the suggestion of him being executed would have her frowning and unhappy, but then came Criston's words about this being their last chance... that was exciting, and had her heart racing.

"You shall have more then," Joanna replied in a low voice, barely hesitating before she sat back up, sliding her wet cunt along the length of his hard cock but not taking him into her. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment as she whispered, "Is that what you want tonight, Ser? To belong to me?"

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Tyrion Lannister

"The Imp"

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"I understand," Joanna responded. And it was completely reasonable that he would want his nephew close, the only piece of Rhaegar left now. And Jon getting to know his father's family sooner rather than later would be for the best. "I think that sounds like a good compromise- it would allow him to build connections with us but not feel he is being wholly torn away from the Starks and the place that has been his home." She smiled at the touch of Viserys's hand, allowing her fingers to curl round his for a moment. Gods, she loved him, was so relieved he was still here...

Joanna could see he was surprised by her idea, and understandably- she was not normally one to suggest kinslaying as a solution after all. And it might be that it was a mistake... But it didn't need to be decided on straight away, in any case, there was time for consideration of the different options. At her husband's words she smiled, and kissed first his cheek, then their daughter's. It was something she loved imagining for her, such an inheritance, having the best there was. It was what she deserved. And that someone named for her mother, a commoner, would rule the richest seat in the Seven Kingdoms... It was brilliant. "Thank you, love," she said softly to Viserys, before chuckling. "Oh, no, I meant that if Father has a son, Casterly Rock will go to him, not that he will marry Tysha! And that would be fine."

She wouldn't begrudge him that- she would love this hypothetical little brother, near as much as her daughter, and would be pleased to see him rise high in the world. And Tysha Visenya was a princess, she would have other opportunities, other lands she might become lady or queen of one day, whereas a potential son of Tyrion's would likely only have one seat that might become his.

Joanna nodded. "If you're sure- I don't think taking your time will appear weak, so if it's too much too soon, you don't have to rush yourself. But if you're ready to go ahead with it, it's up to you of course." It was astonishing, really, to hear that the late queen had made a comment like that about her. Had seen her as being that... special, and noble. She had no Valyrian blood whatsoever, she was common as muck on one side in fact. It also reminded Joanna though, of how she'd always suspected Rhaella saw a lot of the elder Joanna in her. She wondered if it would have pleased her to see someone who reminded her of her old friend be her successor, or whether what happened with her grandmother and Aerys would make that uncomfortable.

"It will be a true honour to wear it." She didn't know if she was worthy of all this, whether she'd be able to live up to queenship, but she would do her best, and clearly they were both in a similar boat... They would have to muddle their way through together. "You'll be wonderful. Viserys... to me you've never been the spare, or second in line. You've always been first in my heart, always a king to me. I understand why you're nervous, I expect all good kings are going into the job. But... remember what matters, think of your people first, and surround yourself with wise counsellors... and you can do it. I know you can."

She smiled and looked at their twins. "I've always liked the idea of having siblings... and I know you wouldn't have given up having Rhaegar and Daenerys! Not really." It was good to hear him making a joke about it, though she suspected there was pain and grief there behind it. But Dany was still here, that was something to be thankful for. "We have to make sure to take care of her well now, as well as Jon."

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When it came to Jon, Viserys knew deep down a rash choice could end up hurting his family even more. "I want my brothers child...my only nephew close, but...He's more Stark then Targaryen. Rhaegar tried to make it work with Eddard Stark but it never seemed...amibicle. Like there was a wall between them and maybe it's for the best. Perhaps I'll write to Eddard and see how Jon would feel about spending even half the year here if he would like to" Viserys decides out loud as he runs his hand over his wifes hand as he picks up his daughter with the other.

Lilac eyes went wide as he heard his wife speak of her father and having him be the one to put an end to Tywin Lannisters life. He didn't speak for a moment, unsure if that would be wise but what other option would there be save for a faceless man. But when matters turned to their children, Viserys could only smile at the beautiful and innocent lives that he and Joanna had created. "Tysha Visenya Targaryen, Lady of Casterly Rock. She aleady has lions blood, I am King and can decree as such, our daughter shall be Lady of the Rock after your father passes" Viserys knew of his wife's ambitions, though they were few in number, her home and tittle held close to her heart and mind close.

"If she chooses the Martyn boy then so be it. If the rest of the land tells her she needs the Lannister name, she shall have that as well. Princess Tysha Visenya Targaryen-Lannister. Lady of Casterly Rock." He laughs at his wifes suggestion of her father having a son "You would want our daughter to marry your half-brother, her uncle? It's a very Targaryen thing to suggest my dear" He chuckles, realived he can still laugh and it's getting easier, though he knows when he wakes tomorrow the pain will be back. The grief will be back ten times more.

"We should have the coronation soon. Rhaegar always talked about perceived power. It's what he would have done. Waiting after the funerals, after the grieving time will only show us as weak. I know we don't have much planned in way of this but I do know I would like for you to wear my mothers crown. She always said you would like splendid in it. I'm going to have any of Rhaegars rubies found and forged into a crown for myself later. Aegon III's crown shall be my corination crown. I...I'm nervous for all of this. Unprepared really. I was the spare and Rhaegar the Heir. Then little Aeg was to be the heir after Rhaegar was King." He takes a deep breath, willing himself to make a joke. "Be glad you don't have any siblings. Titles are hell when it comes to siblings."