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Sweet or Spicy Braime

Sweet Or Spicy Braime Exchange 2024 | Archive of Our Own

The Sweet or Spicy Braime Halloween exchange is back for the 2024 season.

Min: 500, an art sketch or 1 Gif.

Sign ups are open now.

Here is the exchange schedule.

Closing date for entries: 2nd of October 23:00 GMT Prompts sent out by: 3rd of October 23:00 GMT Deadline to drop out of the exchange: 26th of October 23:00 GMT Due date: 30th of October 23:00 GMT Fic reveals: 31st of October 23:00 GMT Author reveals: 7th of November 23:00 GMT

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Signups for the Fifth Annual Jaime x Brienne Fic Exchange are now open! 

That’s right, we’re back baby! Thanks to the enthusiasm of you wonderful JB writers, the Jaime x Brienne fic exchange is back for 2024. 

What is the Jaime x Brienne Fic Exchange?

For the past few years, we’ve been running a mid-year (or thereabouts) exchange for all JB writers. Interested writers sign up via the above form, and are assigned prompts from another participant. They must then write one completed fic of at least 1000 words incorporating one (or more, if inspiration strikes!) of these prompts. Fics are then posted, anonymously, between September 15th and September 30th, before identities are revealed on October 7th! 

By the end of the exchange, a participant will have written one fic and received one fic. There is no upper limit on the length of the fic you can write, however it must be completed and fully posted by September 30th.

Is there a requirement to join?

You must have an AO3 account and be willing to write a complete story of at least 1000 words before the due date. It doesn’t matter if you’re an old pro or it’s your first time writing a fic for the fandom, or even your first time writing a fic ever. 

What if I’ve dropped out in previous years?

In years past you would need to complete a Little Oathkeeper treat to sign up if you did not complete your assignment or inform us before the no fault default deadline, but we are offering a blanket amnesty this year. That means that even if you had to drop out super late or didn’t finish your fic (a very rare occurrence, but things happen), you can still sign up for 2024!  

How does matching work?

We use Google Forms to try to ensure everyone gets prompts within their expressed interests. When you sign up, you will answer some questions about both your reading and writing preferences–ratings, canons, squicks and triggers–as well as supply three prompts. The organisers will then match you with someone whose preferences and prompts align with yours on as many points as possible, while keeping an element of randomisation. If you’re interested in reading E-rated book canon, we won’t assign your prompts to someone only interested in writing T-rated modern AU! 

What are prompts?

Prompts can be anything really! Maybe it’s your favourite trope, or a song that makes you think of Jaime and Brienne. Maybe there’s a piece of fanart that makes your heart go pitter-patter, or a fic premise you would love to see. All forms of prompts are welcome, though we ask you to keep in mind that they are meant to be a jumping off point for your writer and anything too sparse or too detailed might be difficult. A good rule of thumb is to provide prompts that would get your own mind whirling with possibilities! 

What are the key dates?

Signups are open from TODAY until June 27TH, 23:59 UTC-10. (What time is that for me?)

Assignments will be sent out by JUNE 30TH, and completed fics must be posted by SEPTEMBER 30TH. This is a later writing window than previous years due to some real life commitments.

Consequence-free dropout deadline is SEPTEMBER 1ST. Any writers who dropout after this date or have incomplete fics at the end of the posting window will need to write a bonus gift before participating in future exchanges.

Fics are to be anonymously posted in the Ao3 collection between SEPTEMBER 15TH and SEPTEMBER 30TH, and authors will be revealed OCTOBER 7TH. 

Fic posting guidelines will be published closer to the due date.

Are you doing Knight Writers again?

Of course! Life happens and you may not be able to complete a fic on time, and that’s okay! Knight writers are wonderful volunteers who will step in and write a fic when people are unable to complete their assignment. This year knight write requests will go out via email and the Transformatives Werks Discord, and you don’t need to be an exchange participant to join–just keep your eyes peeled on Discord, or shoot me an email as jbficexchange@gmail.com to be added to the mailing list for Knight Write requests.

Any questions? Send an ask!

Sign up here

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Historical 🎩

always find my way back by theworldunseen Brienne is intent on forgetting him.

Creatures of Stillness by Roccolinde The hotel’s small restaurant has been turned into a ballroom for the evening, or the closest to one that can be found this far into the Dothraki Sea. It's an illusion for the Westerosi that mingle here now, who drink champagne and murmur amongst themselves of the news of war. They will all be leaving in the morning, to Vaes Dothrak and then wherever home may be; cartographers and pilots and archaeologists who had come to make their fortune while the Westerosi elite longed for the wilds of Essos, the freedom of steppes and plains and the thought of something ancient and new, and now abandon it just as easily.

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Exes 💔

Walls Fall Down by PamplemousseOfTheNorth Jaime Lannister is back in Winterfell and gets horny for his ex. glass in the gravel like stars in the sky by jencat Here's the thing: when the old man had first hired Brienne to tend bar — just back from fighting a war someplace she didn't want to remember, with nowhere much left to go back to — almost the first thing he'd said to her was I don't want any trouble.

It shouldn't have been a problem; she was quite capable of parsing the many meanings of no trouble in a place like this, way out on the edge of nowhere: don't start shit with the customers. Don't be someone that gets talked about in town. And most particularly, don't disappear into the night with a good for nothing customer and the evening's takings, like the last girl who'd tended bar here.

If I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me by sdwolfpup Jaime knows Brienne is still on Tarth where he left her. He knows because he can't not know. If something had happened to her between their last furious goodbye and the present and he hadn't known—

It doesn't bear thinking of that world.

So he makes it his business to know. He listens to rumors in King's Landing and pays a few coins to sailors and servants when he's on the road for what other news they can provide on the Evenstar. Whether she's alive, whether she's well. He never pries into her private life—who she beds these days is no business of his. And while she remains steadfastly unmarried, he doesn’t linger on why that may be. But he needs to know that she's still stomping around, doing good in the world, regardless of the danger or difficulty or the space by her side. A space that is no longer his to claim.

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Fuck or Die ☠️

The Cave by greenmtwoman Brienne sagged against the wall.  “Oh, gods, gods…   I feel…  I can’t breathe.”  Her mouth was open, gasping, and her nostrils moved in and out, frantically sucking at the air.  There was fear in her voice, close to panic, the same panic he was feeling.

“Nor can I.”  He managed to force out the words.

There was no enemy here, no danger they could fight with their swords.  If they were dying, suffocating, going mad, what was the defense?

He stumbled toward her, and as he did, the roots changed again, spreading across the floor, making a mat, a cradle, a softly inviting bed.  Brienne reached out her arms to him.

creatures of the summer heat by ilikeblue “Captain Tarth,” Stark interrupted, an emotion in his eyes that Jaime couldn't parse out. The Colonel’s scent flared, nervous. “She goes by the call sign Ace of Hearts, correct?”

“She does…she did.” Jaime forced the words from his throat.

He had given her the name at the end of fighter training, part jest and part brutal honesty. Brienne was an ace pilot, deadly with a shot. She’d gone on to rack up more enemy downs than anyone else in the squadron. The heart part he’d added as a joke.

From the point of view of someone who’d just met her, Brienne had seemed totally unappealing as a mate: intimidating in stature and plain featured, unrelentingly forthright, uninterested in playing nice, or coy, or cute. Her bland beta scent had only reinforced the complete lack of appeal.

Irony was a godsdamned bitch. The only heart Brienne had claimed was his.

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Kink 🪢

Homecoming by Ambitious Lord Lannister returns from suppressing another Ironborn rebellion to his new wife and son.

Bunny by ThePurestofSeaWarriors When helping his friend Bronn pack up his house after a messy divorce, Jaime encounters something that sees him and his wife Brienne fall down a rabbit hole of passion.

Livin' on the Edge by cardinalgirl75 “Jaime, this isn’t like asking me to spot you at the gym.” Her blue eyes are stormy. “You’re talking about sex. You’re asking me to touch you, to do things to you, that aren’t what friends do to each other. And you want me to do it over and over, denying you an orgasm, until you’re begging for it.”

“Yes,” he says. “I know it’s a lot to ask, and I won’t be angry if you say no, but…I can’t stop thinking about it. I want to know what it’s like, and I can’t do it on my own. But if you say yes, this doesn’t have to change things between us. We’ll still be friends. We’ll still get together and go to the gym, and to Weirwood Café every few days, and all the rest. The only difference is that—”

“I’ll have seen you naked, denied you an orgasm repeatedly, and then made you come.”

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Getting Caught 🍆

The Glass Room by Weirwoo Brienne is hired to be an observer to a very unusual art exhibition featuring the famous contemporary artist Jaime Lannister.

No Better Time Than Now by KayJayTeal Selwyn expected his daughter to return home a changed woman.

He did not expect her to come back married ... and insatiable.

BT, Phone Home by angelowl Out of sight, out of mind, is usually how it works with Brienne. By design.

Her biological parents had sought to camouflage their only child to give her the best chance of survival in a distant galaxy.

Even if Jaime had been thinking of her, even if he could hold her in his mind for longer than most, it's not like anything could've ever come of it.

He can't ever know who she is, what she is. Not fully. And without trust, there can be no intimacy. Sexual or otherwise.

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Crossovers 🪡

Wicked Game by tarthiana Brienne reached out and caressed his right cheek in her palm. Jaime leaned into her touch with a sigh.

“Please fuck me,” she told him, meeting his eyes. “Make me forget.”

My Lady of Mercy by winterkill The first night Brienne offers her neck to Jaime—a tilt of her head, pale blonde hair slipping over her shoulder—he refuses.

“My body has always been used in the service of others,” Brienne replies. “This would be no different.”

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Ships ⚓

Mutiny on the Just Maid by cardinalgirl75 Welcome aboard the Just Maid, where the crew is snarky, the captain is surly (and horny), and the prisoner they're hauling across the universe to exchange for political hostage Sansa Stark is driving everyone crazy one way or another...

sail away where no ball and chain can keep us from the roaring waves by janie_tangerine “Which brought me to the conclusion that if I am to be all tied up in your quarters for the entire night at least, then you must have decided your prize would not be the loot.” Then he winks again and oh.

Oh.

Brienne is about to shut him up and say that she would fucking never — she knows she’s ugly and she’s known that throughout her entire life, in between Sister Roelle and every single man she’s met since the age of six. She felt sick when those assholes in Nassau bet on whoever would manage to fuck her when she was putting together a crew and only had a ship and her father’s money to her name, and she would never take for a prize like that someone who’d have no choice about it. She’s about to tell him that if he thinks she’d stoop that low to have someone warm her bed he’s wrong and she’d rather have no one at all instead, but she’s not fast enough, because he goes on, and —

“To which I say, go ahead and take it.”

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Canon ⚔️

Trouble by connorswhisk At the wedding of Sansa Stark to Willas Tyrell, Jaime and Brienne find themselves separated during the bedding ceremony.

fingers laced to crown by Valmalpal She hums sometimes. The wench.

Only when she thinks no one can hear her. When Ser Cleos is off picking blackberries or gathering firewood and Jaime is pretending to doze chained against a tree.

He's not even sure she's aware of it. Jaime has to strain to hear her as she hums under her breath.

It's a curiously sweet melody. Wistful. Probably some song about thwarted love that only the homely giants on her insignificant rock would know.

This one yearns, for all the good it'll do her with that face.

The Blue Dress by Octamercuria On their travels throughout the Reach, the recently married Lord and Lady of Casterly Rock accept the invitation to stay and dine at Highgarden.

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Sporty ⚽

In the mist of some sweet afternoon by Selenophile (Jdoesitbetter) Brienne laughs harder and they are both in fits on a bench overlooking the Seine. In Paris. At the Olympics. For a moment, it’s all so surreal. That this is her life. That she gets to be here with the man who has become her best friend. Though lately she’s been wondering if there isn’t something else growing between her and Jaime.

Not Too Much To Ax by wildlingoftarth “Can you believe that guy?" Dacey scoffed. "Bored city kid makes one video of himself chopping wood shirtless, and overnight he’s got millions of followers and is swimming in brand deals. Did you know the Games paid him to come here and make content?” She and Brienne watched the circus surrounding him for a moment. “He is extremely hot though.”

Or, real-life lumberjack Brienne meets lumberjack influencer Jaime at the World Lumberjack Games. Sparks and sawdust fly.

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First Time 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

You Don't Have to Call Me Darlin' by PrettyThief She’s heard that right before you die, your life will flash before your eyes. That’s not quite what happens. Instead, everything around her seems to sharpen. The too-close pounding that could be hoofbeats or could be her own heart, she’s not sure. The dust clinging to the back of her throat. The jagged edge of the canyon beneath her blunted fingertips as she scrabbles for purchase that she isn’t finding. The clatter of the broken pieces of the bridge smacking against the rocks. The sight of the brown rushing river below. The sensation of her stomach flipping as she begins her descent down toward certain death.

The solid grasp of someone’s hand around her wrist.

Desire, Too Sweet by captainellie The Kingslayer is a murderer. A monster. A dishonourable man.

Brienne wants him anyway.

To conquer frustration by Musing_and_Music After a few months dating Jaime, Brienne feels ready to make love with him Jaime is eager to do it with her However, their friends keep getting in their way, until they do what's needed to be alone

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Four times friends and family interrupt Jaime and Brienne, and the one time they can finally have sex

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The authors have been revealed! Thank you everyone for a great exchange.

We have had a lot of fun running it the past 4 years. There have been so many amazing fics written for it. We are proud of the small but smutty impact this exchange has had on the fandom at large.

Make sure you give kudos and comments to all the amazing fics this year!

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Author reveal is 2/16 at 12pm ET. Submit your author guesses before then!

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The collection is open!

Go forth and post (or read) some smut!

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One month until the collection opens!