#it truly reads like a trevorzjamied fic

[mattatouile]

Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll roughly to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.

Tagged by @starrybouquet

1. i fear no fate (for you are my fate) - Jaime/Brienne

When she finally disarmed him, he stumbled to his knees and her sword was at his throat.

"Do you yield?" she questioned him.

The look on his face as he gazed up at her made Brienne glad that she was already flushed from exertion.

2. (a love) a lantern in the dark - Jaime/Brienne

“But do you love him?”

Brienne’s instinct is to look away, the feeling in her breast so heavy and full it could choke her. But she knows her father needs to see the certainty in her eyes.

“I can’t remember what it feels like not to love him.”

3. waiting to be consumed by you - Jaime/Brienne

He steps close enough that he can whisper directly into her ear. “Listen.” He watches the shiver as it rolls down her spine at the feel of his breath. “What do you hear?”

“Everything,” she whispers, awe tingeing her voice.

4. a helping hand - Jaime/Brienne

“Is that a no then?” Jaime asks.

She throws the pillow at his head. “That’s your reaction?"

"I don’t really care what it’s called,” he says easily. “I care if you don’t want a brojob. Mutual brojob or bust.”

5. with a hint of sin - Jaime/Brienne/Addam

"If you try to hold my hand, I swear upon all of the gods that I will gut you.”

6. We Make the Rules - Jaime/Brienne

Brienne: I’m sleeping with my boss

Ygritte: Fuck me I’ll pay for my own bus

7. I'll unfold before you - Jaime/Brienne

“I want to see you, all of you,” he says finally, his voice thick. “It is as simple as that.”

She can feel her heartbeat from her tongue to her toes.

“Thank you,” she says faintly, feeling detached from her own body.

8. Concupiscence - Jaime/Brienne

Part Three: A Little of What You Fancy Doesn’t Do Much Good

In the years that followed, the Knight would always wonder how his fate was changed by being the prisoner of the Maiden and not some lesser man or woman. If he had been the prisoner of someone less honorable, less caring, he would be dead. In that respect, he was thankful to be her captive.

But only in that respect.

Truly.

9. The Limit Does Not Exist - Jaime/Brienne

She knew too well how the world worked for a young woman in a male-dominated field when she accused a well-respected man of misconduct. Not that she was accusing him of misconduct. She’d never felt ill at ease around him before. Angry, aggravated, infuriated, and a whole host of other adjectives to describe her urge to throw one of her textbooks against a wall, or run directly to the gym and hit a punching dummy until her knuckles almost bled. But not unsafe.

10. this seems a good place to start - Sam/Jack (SG1)

"Carter," he interrupts her, a warning in his tone that she shouldn't follow that line of thought.

"Thank you for trying so hard to find another way," she says instead. "And thank you for doing what was necessary in the end."

He looks pained for a split second before he schools his features, carefully retreating behind his well-constructed walls.

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