#jojen reed x reader

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A Palace Full of Cranks

[the-fiction-witch]

I Swear

Media Game of Thrones

Character Jojen Reed

Couple Jojen X Reader

Rating SMUT

I drifted off to sleep under my chosen tree deep in the north beyond the wall my body wrapped with blankets and furs to keep out the snow and the cold, however as I closed my eyes and opened them again and found myself somewhere sweet, somewhere warm, a golden house with grand arches and sweet crystal blue water that came right up to the house, I walked out and found myself in a thin purple dress that barely concealed me at all so much so my nipples could be seen though the dress, I knew I must have been dreaming a skill I had since a child but had only become more heightened the closer north we went, I stopped a moment, jojen sat on the side shirtless with only some tight green trousers already half unlaced, his knee up with his elbow on his arm his other leg danging down to touch the water, I wasn’t surprised to see him as I know both I and jojen had dreams like this, and this was not the first time we had ended up in the same dream together, 

“What’s going on? What is this place?” I asked, 

“I don’t know… it must be south it's so hot here,” Jojen said, 

I nodded sat in the centre and dipped my toes into the water, “Well, what shall we do then…”

“Humm what should we do,” Jojen smirked as he shuffled himself closer to me so our shoulders touched, I blushed a little doing my best to look only at his eyes but I couldn’t help but let my eyes slip down to his bare chest, he chuckled as he saw my struggles resting his chin on my shoulder,

I blushed hard but couldn’t answer him,

“I have some ideas,” He cooed, 

I squealed as he began to kiss my neck leaving me with no room to escape him as his arms coiled around my waist, my squeals seemed to amuse Jojen and he still attacked my neck with kisses, I let my hand settle on his thighs unsure what else I could do being trapped between his pleasure, 

“Humm you’re adorable,” he cooed, “How am I meant to resist you when you look so… delicious,” He smirked as he ran his hand down my neck and down my sternum, He grabbed the top of my dress and gave it a firm pull ripping the thin fabric to expose my bare breasts, I squealed at my body so suddenly being revealed, “Humm you have no idea how much I look at these,” he growled as his hand grabbed my breasts fondling me and squeezing my breasts hard, “How much I watch them bounce under your clothes as we walk,” He grumbled, “How much I want to force you down on the snow and … well…”

“And what Jojen…”

“Why don't I just show you,” he smirked, he tightened his grip around me and ripped my dress even more until it was nothing but shreds on my shoulders leaving my body completely naked, he smirked more and kissed my neck more mercilessly nibbling my tender skin and even leaving hickeys in the crook of my neck as his hand travelled down from my breasts sliding down my chest and down my stomach before he stroked my inner thigh “Nice and wide for me that’s a girl girl,” He cooed pulling back to watch as I gasped unable to resist opening my legs for him as I felt the feeling of his fingers slide up until they met me, “Ohhh there you are,” he playfully cooed, “Ohh my my,” He smirked as his fingers stroked me tenderly and softly never breaking eye contact as he bit his lip, “Y/n, You’re cunt is dripping for me darling,” he smirked, 

“Jojen I-”

“Umm get used to moaning my name darling,” He growled, as he gave my clit a tender rub making me gasp holding his chest, 

“Jojen!”

“Aww you are so adorable,” he cooed thrusting his fingers inside me,

“Ahhhhh! Jojen!” I squealed,

He chuckled at me and thrusted his fingers mercilessly leaving me unable to do anything but squeal, scream and utterly flood for every single movement of his fingers, his lips returned to my neck kissing and nibbling even if he often came to watch my face as I reacted to the pleasure he supplied me with, He found joy in pleasuring me which made it harder and harder to resist him. 

“Jojen… please I’m-”

“Close darling?”

“Yes….”

“Perfect,” he growled, He pulled back and unlaced his trousers kicking them off onto the side before he moved into the water standing infront of me the clear blue waves lapping at his hips and the tip of his erect cock stood up tall to the tip stood out of the water, he stared at me as he came close inches from my face and moved his hand to his face, the hand that had just pleasured me, he slipped his fingers inside his mouth as he had slipped inside me, licking and sucking my juices from his fingers as he thrusted them slightly into his own mouth mimicking the action he had just done inside me, once they where clean he pulled his hand out and took my hips in his hands forcing me forward and into the water, he pulled my lips to his and shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, I allowed it even if I tasted my own juices on his lips, he pulled back and growled into my ear, “Arch your back for me, or turn around and bend over,” He demanded, 

“It's up to me?” I blushed,

“I don’t mind, I’ll look at your tits or your ass darling it doesn’t bother me,” 

I blushed and moved to lean my arms on the stone so I bent over my legs in the water Jojen didn’t waste any time he grabbed my lips and slapped my ass hard making me squeal from the pain, he teased me a little rubbing his tip against my clit a few times before he slipped inside, I screamed feeling his throbbing erection inside me stretching me the pain felt almost real,

“Ughhh fuck! You are heavenly, I’m gonna enjoy this,” he growled one hand settled on the small of my back as he began his thrusts, he wasn’t gentle, he wasn’t slow, he was full force and full of passion mercilessly thrusting inside me I screamed and squealed at the pleasure of his thrusts hearing him moan behind me as he utterly ravished me I knew I was close I began begging him screaming his name which only drove him to be more merciless on me moving faster, harder, tightening his grip on my hip until I hit my wall,

I screamed and squealed tightening around him my body falling against the stone as pleasure rushed through my trembling body and I screamed his name at the top of my lungs, 

“Ohhh good girl, fuck you feel so good when you cum y/n… Uhhh I wanna be inside you forever, I wanna be inside you and make you cum every hour of every day for the rest of our lives!” He moans losing himself to his own pleasure the sound of our skin clapping and the water splashing under his moans until he grabbed my ass hard digging his nails in and burying himself inside me filling me to the brim with his reed seed, he gasped hard and relaxed a little, “Ughhh…” he groaned, 

“Ohhh jojen…” I cooed,

“Ughh Y/n… darling…” He cooed, “When we wake… I want this to be real,” He pulled out and let his seed leak from me as I collapsed and sat down with the water to my neck, He sat down with me and pulled me into a slow kiss, “Would you like that my darling?”

“I… I would,” I blushed, 

“Humm, then I swear to you when we wake I will make it real, take your maidenhead, make you my bride, fill you with my seed and make you carry my children, little heirs to greywater.” He cooed, “would you like that my darling?”

“I would,” I blushed,

“Then I swear it,” he cooed giving my lips a final kiss, 

Before my body woke and I slowly sat up surrounded by the snow north of the wall, I sat up yawned and rubbed my eyes before I looked across the dying fire and I saw jojen wrapped up in his own furs and jackets to keep out the snow he knelt by he flames feeding them twigs to keep it going as everyone else remained asleep still, 

“Morning,” I yawned for a moment unsure if I had merely been dreaming or if the two of us had shared a green dream, But as I adjusted myself I felt this strange feeling I moved my hand under my blanket and under my clothes feeling not only hot wet I was but feeling the sticky sensation of his seed still leaking out of me, I pulled my hand out and saw the cloudy substance on my fingers, which made no sense… even if we had been green dreaming together that wouldn’t have affected our bodies here, I looked up to him and he merely smirked and winked at me I blushed hard and tried to speak, “Jojen I-”

“Shhh” He cooed, “I swear we’ll continue later darling,”

[lovebaela]

Ice & Fire ༄ Pt. 6 (Bran Stark x Targaryen oc fanfic)

⋇ Chapter 6: Journey to the Wall ⋇

Tsireya’s POV

As we were all relaxing under our tent, Meera came back from exploring.

“Hodor!” Hodor cheered. “Hodor!”

“Guys,” Meera said. “I found a river! We can all bathe in it!”

“Good eye, Meera!” I tell her.

“We can’t take too long though,” Jojen said. “We will separate ourselves, the guys on one side of the river, and the girls the other side.”

We all agreed and followed Meera to the river.

Once we got to our sides, we began removing our clothes and walk in. At first, the water was cold. I never really had a girl-to-girl talk with Meera before. We started to chat, getting to know each other more. We told our stories and about where we came from.

I was curious about her brother so I asked, “Jojen, he seems extremely wise and sometimes very serious. Why is that?”

“It’s because of his greendreams. Well, that’s what I think. His dreams are what led us to Winterfell. It’s a huge responsibility to carry.”

“So,” she whispered. “Do you like my brother?”

I instantly blushed, “I…I’m not sure.”

“I’m just teasing, but he seems to like you too.”

“Really?”

“I know it, the way he looks and speaks to you.”

I blushed even harder, “I don’t know how to feel about him…I think Bran might like you.”

“Seriously?”

“I think so?”

She laughed, “well he’s too young for me..besides I don’t think it’s me that he likes.”

“You really think so?”

“Mhm,” she replied. “You’re a boy magnet.”

“I…I think I’m going to just swim for a bit.”

I almost forgot my love for water, and how it felt swimming in it. I go deeper and deeper into the turquoise water. It’s been so long since I’ve actually swam in water. I felt like I was flying! To my fascination, I see a school of fish swim by. I giggle as they playfully circle me and swim through my hair. To my surprise, I see Bran as I continued to swim. We were both a little embarrassed at first, but we quickly pushed our nakedness aside and swam around more.

If it were Jojen and Meera that saw us, we would have reacted differently. But Bran and I knew each other well. We had a deep trust in each other.

Bran’s POV

I followed Tsireya’s lead holding her hand, swimming beside her. It was weird for me to see her naked and her seeing me, but for some reason I just didn’t care anymore.

Wow, her hair looks really pretty when it’s in the water, I thought to myself. I continued to stare at her hair, not realizing that I needed to get more air. I let go of her hand, to her confusion. I point up letting her know I needed air. Panicking, I swim as fast as I could to the top. I gasp once I make it, startling Jojen and Meera.

“Hodor?” The giant man said in concern.

“Are you okay?” Jojen asked me.

“Yeah,” I answer, breathing hard. “I’m okay.”

“Where’s Tsireya?” Meera yelled out to me.

“She’s in the water!”

“We need to keep going,” Jojen said. “She needs to get out from down there.”

I nod, obviously not wanting to leave. I take a deep breath and let myself float on top of the water, facing down. I scan the water to see where Tsireya is. I finally spot her, she’s with river otters! She giggles as two of them swim around her. A baby otter starts doing underwater backflips. Tsireya copies the baby and does a flip too. I didn’t realize how hard I was smiling at her like a fool.

She looks up at me and signals me to come down to her. I shake my head and point up, signaling that we had to leave. She nods and starts to swim back up.

I catch up with Jojen and we sit as we wait for our clothes to dry a little longer.

“We can’t have any distractions or set backs,” he reminds me. “We have to keep moving.”

“I know, I know.” I replied. Sometimes Jojen can be so annoying. “We were just having some fun.”

I watch as Tsireya gracefully walked out of the water, using her hands to comb through her wavy, wet hair.

“I know it is fun,” Jojen said. “To swim around, feeling free. I get it…Bran, are you listening?”

“Tsireya,” I said. “There was something different about her, Jojen. When she was in the water. It was like she was connected to the river and everything around her. The way she looked fascinated with even the smallest fish. It was a new side of her. A side that was more sure of herself. It was beautiful, she’s beautiful.”

Tsireya’s POV

Once our clothes were dry, we continued on our adventure to Castle Black. We found a place to stay in called Tumbledown Tower. We liked to hear Meera tell stories while we stayed there. Especially Hodor, he loved stories. As we continued to travel deeper in the northern mountains, the colder it became. With the help of Summer, we found shelter and a man there that gave us warm clothes and food. He warned us how dangerous it would be for us to travel the kings road.

To our shock, Jojen starts to shake hard. Bran, Hodor, and I freaked out.

“Hodor!”

“What’s wrong with him?” I asked Meera, as she helped him.

“He’s experiencing a greendream,” she told me. “The visions take their toll…”

“That looks so painful…” Bran said.

Jojen quickly sat up and told us, “We need to head for the Nightfort.”

“But I thought we were going to Castle Black,” Bran said. “Where Jon is?”

“Not anymore.”

While on our way to the Nightfort, we find a tower.

The tower stood upon an island, its twin reected on the still bluewaters. When the wind blew, ripples moved across the surface of the lake, chasing one another like boys at play. Oak trees grew thick along the lakeshore, a dense stand of them with a litter of fallen acorns on the ground beneath. Beyond them was the village, or what remained of it. (A storm of Swords: Bran III)

Meera went ahead of us to scout out for any sign of threats. She scared away three red deer, which had Summer chase right after them. I notice the apple trees around us and go pick one. I show it to Meera, “I guess these aren’t good to eat anymore.” The apple was almost brown and wormy. It’s been so long since I’ve had fruit.

“This is some good land,” Jojen said, feeling the dirt. “A village, even an inn, yet there’s no people. Why is that?”

“Must have been wildlings,” Bran said. “They are very dangerous, coming over the wall or through the mountains. They raid, steal, carry off women. Old Nan told us that if you were caught, they would use your skull as a cup to drink blood…”

I felt a raindrop fall on my nose, “it looks like it’s about to rain.”

“We have to find shelter,” Jojen said. “A storm is coming, a bad one from the looks of it.”

Bran suggested that we stay in the Gift, an abandoned holdfast that was surrounded by water.

I start to shiver, “I’m cold.”

“Me too,” Bran agreed. “I saw some broken furniture, maybe Hodor could start a fire with it for us.”

“Hodor!” Hodor said, agreeing.

“We can’t,” Jojen said. “Fire means smoke. And if people see smoke…”

“We will get caught…” Meera said.

Bran and I sighed, “okay.”

After eating duck, a thunderbolt suddenly struck making all of us jump. “Hodor!” Hodor shouted, frightened. “I hope Summer isn’t scared out there.” Bran said to me.

“I see people!” Meera said as she looked out the window. “They’re wildlings!”

Thunder came after a couple of lightning bolts, scaring Hodor even more.

“HODOR! HODOR!” He shouted.

“Can you shut him up?” Jojen asked us. “If they hear us-.”

“HODOR!”

“Come on Hodor,” Bran said. “No more Hodoring please-.”

“HODOR!”

“It’s only thunder, sweet giant.” I said, trying to calm him. I started to get scared too, I held my bag close to me as I sat next to Bran. My egg was in there, holding it brought also brought me comfort.

He just couldn’t stop. He was starting to test Bran’s patience. “Be quiet, now!” He commanded. Out of no where, Bran’s eyes went white, so did Hodor’s. I place my hand on Bran’s shoulder, “Bran, are you okay?” Hodor drops to the floor and goes out like a baby. Bran’s eyes went back to normal, looking just as shocked as the rest of us.

“What did you do?” Meera asked.

“Nothing!” Bran replied. “I-I don’t know…I just wanted Hodor to be quiet.”

Jojen walked up to the window to see the wildlings out there, “Jon Snow is out there!”

Bran’s face lightened up with joy so did mine’s, “Jon?”

“Yes, but I think he’s in trouble. They are fighting him.”

Bran decided to warg Summer and attack some of the men to help Jon. During the fight, Summer got wounded by an arrow.

We watch as Summer made his way towards us. He walked up to me whining. “You poor thing,” I tell the direwolf, petting him. “I’ll fix you right up.”

We were finally able to get to the Wall at the Nightfort. We even met a brother of the Night’s Watch named Samwell Tarly with a woman named Gilly. They helped us go past the wall and gave us dragon glass to fight off Wight Walkers. I guess this is just the beginning…

[theredquill]

⠀゜・． HEISTIA UMBER ; keepers of the flame, she/ her, lone daughter of the lord of last hearth. the last hold before the night’s watch lands and the wall.

helaine was a child of old tales and snow, and blood. there’s always blood in the old tales isn’t it? she imagines the others and the winds turning. she was born on coldest day of that summer, howling airs and infant cries sound so similar at a distance. she can always tell something bad in about to happen, taste it in the air almost, metallic and unstoppable and there’s nothing she can do but sit still and watch as everything goes wrong. it’s a kind of useless magic. she woke up in the godswood that one time, barefoot in the snow, crying like the faces in trees. she couldn’t stop. wouldn’t stop. something was moving her to till the salt tears reddened and her face stained with blood. she sees a boy in her dreams. he talks her in a swamp, the water is blood. it’s always blood. they are both messengers, knees deep in mud and curses and there’s nothing beautiful about it. they will always be half covered in death.

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Jealousy

Bran Stark x Fem!Reader

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Meera Reed. Bitch. Just her name brought a sour taste to your mouth. You had felt like this for months on end, you saw how, day by day, she cuddled up to him. Bran. The man you had loved for years.

Meera was a nice girl, she had been through a lot with Bran, including losing Hodor, Summer and her brother, Jojen. But you were there since day 1. And she could never take that away from you.

You had been sitting in Castle Black with Bran. In silence. Like it always was. But you didn’t mind the silence, it brought you comfort. But he was not comfortable, he was upset.

Meera had came in not moments before and said she would be returning to her family and that she would be leaving him.

Even though you were upset she had chosen to leave, a part of you was glad. For starter. She would be able to see her family again, but the other part of you were glad she left so that you could have Bran to yourself.

“Why are you upset Bran? Aren’t you happy that Meera will be happy once again? That she will see her family?” Bran turned to look at you, “You have no right to question me when inside you feel happy that she has left us.”

His montone voice echoed through your ears, taunting you. “What do you mean Brandon?”, “you know what I mean y/n, you were always trying to one-up her. To prove to me you were better than she ever was. Don’t act like you didn’t try to catch my attention.”

You sat in silence. Staring at eachother. “You do know that I love you y/n?… and that I always have, you were just too blinded by jealousy to even notice.”

Your lips parted in shock as a silent gasp left your mouth. His lips curled into a smirk, small but still noticeable.

Your hand grasps his as you look into his eyes, “and I have loved you since the day we met. But I guess I was too stupid to notice that you felt the same”

I’m sorry that this is so short and bad I’m rlly tired but wanted to get it out 😭

@thethreeeyed-raven @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom

[epilogue-and-prologue]

Masterlist - Game of Thrones/ASOIAF

Jojen Reed Breath - Romantic/Nudity - Jojen x Reader

Asha/Yara Greyjoy Imagine being betrothed to Yara Greyjoy - Romantic/Mentions of weddings - Asha/Yara x Reader

Gendry Waters Imagine dating Gendry - Romantic - Gendry x Reader

[myreygn]

Can you do jojen reed x ticklee reader. Also maybe with air tickles and fluff. Also finding out the reader is ticklish on her feet while her gave her a foot massage.

hi! thank you for the request but i don't write x reader, i'm sure you'll find someone else who'll do it for you tho :)

[bonniebird]

Jojen x Reader

Requested by Anon

Christmas 2020 Masterlist

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Your shivering was putting Jojen off. He knew that you didn’t mean to. He could feel the cold. He’d seen the snow falling over the group and insisted on stopping for the night.

The fire took the bite of the cold away. But every now and then a brazen breeze of ice would bluster around the room before succumbing to the fire’s warmth.

“We should go out now and find more wood. It will mean that we have time to dry it by the fire.” Jojen advised. His sister glanced at him and nodded, hurrying off without waiting for anyone else.

“Is it going to get much worse?” You asked. He sighed and moved closer to you, edging you towards the fire that was spitting hot embers that crackled as they collided with the cold air.

“I am afraid so.”

“Well can’t you see a way for us to get out and not be stranded!” you asked and he shrugged.

“Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow." He answered vaguely. You sighed and tried to hold your hands closer to the fire so that you could feel the tips of them again.

“I hope Meera comes back soon.” You muttered through a shiver. He hummed and nodded.

“She will, with just enough wood to last until tomorrow night. We will have to move on then. But there is an abandoned house further on.” He assured you. You gave him a dubious look as he stared into the fire, as if he was far away from his body.

“Well, I suppose that’s good news for us.” You mumbled as you tried your best not to shiver.

[follow-my-literature]

Stories to Stay:

These are the stories that will remain.

However, they will currently all be taken down within the week. I need to rewrite some parts since I have lost each story's original plotline. Also, not all of them will be released at the same time. This is a long list of multi-part stories, and I want to give each of them the time they deserve. With so many live stories, it's easy to get specific details mixed up. **This is not the publishing order.

Godless Country — Whitey Winn x OC

Not Without You — Gally x Reader

Expression of Regret — Benny x Beth

Jojen and the Red Priestess — Jojen x Reader

Betrothal of Two Households — Jojen x OC

Memories — Aris Jones x Reader

Forever Beautiful — Donald x Reader

A Palace Full of Cranks

To Love a Crank Like You

Through Benny’s Eyes — Benny x Reader

A Broken Tribute — Vista Halide x Newton Snow

Late Night Confessions || one shot — Benny x Beth

Stalemate || one shot — Benny x Beth ------------------------------------------------------------ A Poll will be coming shortly so you can let me know what you wanna read first.

[the-fiction-witch]

What are you up to?

Media Game Of Thrones

Character Jojen Reed

Couple Jojen X Reader

Rating smut

Concept Sneaking up in the night

Smut Masturbation / nipple play / fingering / riding/ full sex/ raw sex/ breeding kink

I sat wrapped up with a blanket, furs, and other such fabrics to keep the ice and snow cold from my body. But still, I shivered. The fire was still lit but low as it had not been fed in a while as we had loaded it up a lot before going to sleep, I was the only one still up unable to prevent my mind rolling away with itself as usual preventing me from sleeping. I knew what would put me to sleep but I was so nervous to do so. But I know I had little choice if I actually wanted to sleep. I wrapped my fur around me a little tighter making sure to keep myself hidden as the snow fluttered down from the grey clouds, I blushed hard at what I was about to do moving one hand down to my thigh slipping under my clothes and stroking myself for a moment until my fingers found my clit letting out a sigh of joy doing my best not to gasp or reveal what I was doing. My other hand moved up unbuttoning my dress and grasping my breast gently rubbing against my nipple to make the pleasure stronger. I did my best to keep quiet as my hands worked hard sending waves and waves of pleasure.

"what are you up to?" I heard making me jump immediately taking my hands away and turning bright red 

"I uhhh I uhh what-" I began looking up to see Jojen stepping closer and looking down at me with an evil smirk 

"what are you up to?" he asks 

"Nothing- uhh Nothing at all" 

"Really?" he smirked "Come on" he ordered 

I blushed but got up and followed him away from our camp towards where his own sleeping space a little further in the trees he sat down on his bed beside a tree and tugged me down with him

"So? What are you up to?" 

"Nothing" I blushed 

"Liar" He smirked "I saw you"

"You did!" I blushed hard 

"I saw you, in my vision" he smirked 

"Ohh you did?" 

"I did." he smirked slipping his hand under my clothes he smirked and stroked my breast rather firmly 

"Uhhh Jojen-" I blushed but he merely smirked more slightly chuckling to himself moving his hand down to stroke across my clit feeling hot wet I was

 "Awwww perfect" He growled "I wanna help"

"Help?" I blushed

"Humm I wanna help princess. I wanna make you cum" he smirked holding my hips and forcing me onto his lap

"Jojen-" I blushed hard 

"You're so cute, I wanna make you cum princess" He smirked unlacing the ties on his pants and stroking his erection "Come on" he smirked 

I blushed but gave him a soft kiss he happily kissed back and guided my hips for me to settle and him slip inside me "Uhhh!"

"Quiet princess, don't want them to hear you" he smirked kissing my jaw 

"Sorry Jojen-"

"Its alright princess if it feels that good" He smirked "You can't control your cute little moans and gasps because it feels so good" He growled slapping my ass

"Uhh! Jojen-"

he was merciless with me often slapping my ass as he held my hips forcing me to bounce, I did move on my own but he made sure I kept at the base he desired I knew I was close but he didn't change his base moving his hand to play with my breast rubbing on my nipple, and after an intense few moments I pulled his neck close kissing him to prevent my squeals he smirked pulling away as I collapsed against his chest but he didn't even slow "Jojen-"

"I know princess I know, I know you're tired." He cooed "But just a little while longer" he growled 

"But I can't keep going"

"You can just a little longer" He cooes "You feel so good princess, How could I pull out and use my rough hands when your pretty pussy feels this good for me" He growls 

"We can't- what if-"

"what? what if I finish inside you?"

"Yes" I blushed hard "We can't -"

"Ohh we can. that's exactly what I want" he smirked 

"What?"

"That's exactly what I want" He smirked "I want to put my seed inside you." 

"Jojen-" I blushed

"I want to bury my seed inside you princess."

"what if I get pregnant?"

"Then I'll just have to take you home with me and Marry you" He smirked speeding up even more until he held me tightly and finished deep inside me "Fuck- Go on get back to your bed before someone notices your gone"

"Your right Jojen" I nodded 

"Go on, we can cuddle later after everyone else goes out looking for food, and if your good maybe we can have another play tomorrow night? would you like that princess?"

"I would"

"Good girl, go on don't get cold" he says slowly pulling out and fixing his pants again I blushed but fixed my dress and headed back to my bed by the fire. 

[lovebaela]

THE DRAGON OF THE NORTH - MASTERLIST

(Bran Stark x Fem!Targaryen OC)

“ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒍𝒅 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 , 𝒊 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 .”

⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝑹𝑯𝑨𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨 𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑨𝑹𝒀𝑬𝑵 ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Rhaella is the daughter of Mad King Aerys’ younger brother. Before the rebellion of Robert Baratheon, he fled to the Summer Isles, where he fell in love with a woman. He married her and they both consummated their marriage. Rhaella doesn’t know much about her parents, and always struggled with having a true home. One fateful day, her cousin Viserys sent her away to the Starks. Little did he know, that was the start of her journey of self-discovery.

“ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 , 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑴𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 . 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 .”

⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑲 ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Bran is the fourth child of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Tully. All he ever wanted was to become a knight. He always thought one day he would join the kingsguard. That was until the day he found out he was betrothed to Rhaella. He didn’t think much of it, still able to be a warrior…until the day he became broken. All he wants is to find a purpose now in his life.

✮ ₊ Chapters ✧ ᵔ₊ 𓆪

1, 2, 3, 4

Disclaimer: I don’t own asoiaf, any pictures, or gifs that I use in the series🤍

Art by eleneyaart, fredrickruntu

Dividers by @saradika-graphics @saradika

Taglist: @lover-of-books-and-tea

[theredquill]

fic: i will never die — bloodraven has his ghosts and now bran has his. Heistia Umber, no trace of blood but her hair, like she was trying to dye it red, her white shift, like losing the sight of her in the snow . Jojen Reed, with his terrifying green eyes and haunting dreams. They would haunt him now, all he had to do was wait.

[thenoblehouseofdayne]

The Seer {Jojen Reed x Reader}

Anonymous requested: “Could you do a Jojen Reed x Reader please?”

WARNINGS: a bit of OOC Jojen? It’s au, so it sort of comes with the territory. 

{This is a bit of an au, so here’s some background. The Starks are the Kings of the North, and Jojen is a court-seer treated as a prophet by some. Y/N is servant within the castle, and well, you.}

You’d only seen the seer a few times. He’d enter, speak softly to the King, and leave just as quickly as he’d come. He never went to the feasts that you tended to, and was often absent from tourneys. He was something of an enigma within a court, an extraordinary individual from an ordinary beginning who seemed to fully capture the King’s attention whenever he sought it. That was enviable enough, forgetting his boyish good-looks, and his apparent charm. 

Your first opinion of the boy was not as glowing. 

You’d nestled yourself between two bookshelves, seated on the floor, back against the wall, a small tome tucked between your hands, taking greedy advantage of the few moments you were not changing bed-sheets, or attending to fickle nobles and their thousands of requests. Your lips moved as you sounded out the words, brow knit as you continued with some difficulty. 

You didn’t hear the soft footsteps approaching, or hear the boy rounding the corner, but you continued to read as the steps came to a halt rather suddenly.

 There were a few seconds of bated silence, as he watched you with a curious expression. 

Your eyes lifted and you froze, quickly moving to get to your feet. “I didn’t know that the library was occupied-” You began, knowing his significance before he’d even spoken a word. 

“You can’t read.” 

You blinked. “Beg pardon?”

His gaze was still curious, but in a calculating way, much more so than you’d previously noticed. “You come here when the library is empty, so you can teach yourself to read. You spend every minute here, because you don’t know how to read.” He rattled off this analysis as one would recite a poem, or a comment on the weather, assuredly, and with the smallest amount of excitement- as though he was solving a riddle. 

Your cheeks flushed red, for a moment out of embarrassment, but then out of a bit of anger. “Did you see that in your visions, then?”

He didn’t respond, seeming to realize just how pointed his tone had been. Had he meant to convey such aggression?

Tucking the book under your arm, your gaze was fiery and demanding. “Mind your business, seer.” You finished, letting your shoulder knock against his as you passed, feeling a need to be defensive in light of this boy, speaking of your experiences like he hadn’t been raised in a castle, like he hadn’t been taught everything he knew by some governess. 

You felt a bit warm below the collar, stewing in your anger for a few more moments before your duties called you. 

A few days passed before you worked up the nerve to return to the library. You weren’t afraid- at least not of the seer- but more so worried that if he ran his mouth again, that you wouldn’t manage to contain your anger, speaking too sharply, or possibly even striking him. 

As you entered the quiet library, your eyes swept along the shelves, listening keenly for movement. Satisfied when you saw none, you strode inside, only to be confronted by the blond boy clearing his throat to your right. 

Spinning towards him, book clutched between your hands, you felt your cheeks flush again, as though you’d been caught doing something forbidden. 

Before you could speak, he flashed a small smile. “You haven’t visited in a few days. I was worried I’d scared you off.”

You felt your flighty nature bolster within you, and you stood a bit straighter. “You could never frighten me.” You spoke with a certain confidence, before moving past him towards the shelves, finding the small gap to return your stolen tome. It slid in nicely, completing the shelf, a spectrum of red-leather from right to left. You admired it for a moment before you heard more footsteps behind you. 

“You’ve been in my visions. Abundantly.” He continued, peering over your shoulder at the row of books, apparently eager to make small-talk. 

“Is that so?” You hoped your bored tone would convince him to let the matter rest. 

He didn’t seem to pick up on it. “And I couldn’t figure out why, so I sought you out.” He rounded you, leaning against the shelves, and let his eyes sweep down the expanse of your body, notating it. “And I think I understand now.”

You felt momentarily taken aback. Was this... flirtation? Your mouth felt drier at the thought. 

Just as the full tension of the moment washed over you two, he reached for the book you had shelved a moment before, reading the title with piqued interest. “The Tourney at Harrenhal? This was what you were reading?” He opened the novel, effortlessly digesting the first page in a matter of seconds. 

You felt a spark of envy, and opened your mouth to speak, but found yourself oddly lost for words. 

“Do you want me to teach you?” He asked, closing the book and meeting your eyes. “I wouldn’t mind.” He added. 

You felt heart jump within you. In this light, he seemed almost gleeful, a departure from the calm demeanor you’d seen in him previously. You hesitated for a moment more, gaze shifting between the book and his expression. “I don’t have much time.” You admitted, a bit reluctantly. “Only a few minutes around midday. I don’t know if that’s-”

His hand reached out to clasp yours, smiling more broadly now. “That’s plenty. We can begin tomorrow.” 

And for a second, it almost felt like fate. 

[megsironthrone]

First Words

Anonymous asked: I’d like to request an imagine. Can it be a Jojen Reed x reeder (aye) so it’s like that whole thing where the first words your soul mate says to you are tattooed on your wrist? Sorry if this is like a terrible prompt lol

Here you are, lovely! I do not own Jojen or Meera. They belong to George R.R.Martin.

Warnings: none that I can think of. Soulmate AU

Pairings/Characters: Jojen Reed x reader, Meera Reed

You glanced down at the words on your wrist again. “Hello, Y/N.” That was it. Just those two words. But those two words spoke volumes. How did your soulmate already know your name when you haven’t met yet? It also made you wonder what the words on their wrist were. Would you know your soulmate when you saw them? Sighing, you pulled your sleeve down and got up to pack up your small camp.

              You had left your home in the dead of night in search of your soulmate. Everyone you knew already had their soulmates. You were the only one who hadn’t and it hurt. You knew they were out there. You just had to find them, whoever they were. You admitted to yourself that you had no idea what you were doing, but you had managed to survive so far. You didn’t know where you were going, but you felt a pull somewhere and you were determined to follow the pull.

              Walking through the woods was getting more and more difficult as the air grew colder. You knew you had to be getting close to the Wall which means you’d been traveling for a long time. You let out a long sigh and wished, not for the first time, that you had someone to talk to. It was lonely traveling by yourself.  No sooner had the thought crossed your mind did you hear voices.

              Thinking quickly, you tossed your pack behind the closest tree and readied your bow. A small group of travelers appeared from the tree line. They stopped short upon seeing you and you took a moment to scan their faces. There were six of them and two direwolves. One of the travelers caught your eye more than the others. He was tall and lanky. Sandy blond hair sat atop his head, but it was his moss colored eyes that really caught your attention.

              “You should put that down,“ one of the two women said. She had a knife in her hand. The blond next to her motioned for her to lower the small blade. He took a careful step toward you, his hands held up in a gesture of peace. “Hello, Y/N.” You nearly dropped your bow in surprise.

              Those words echoed in the back of your mind. After searching for so long, your soulmate was standing right in front of you and all you could think of was the question burning in the back of your mind. “How do you know my name?” The boy in front of you laughed softly as he took another step closer and another until he was next to you. He gently reached out and forced you to lower your bow.

              "I will explain everything. My name is Jojen Reed,“ he said softly so only you could hear, "And I saw you in a dream. That is how I know your name.” You narrowed your eyes and he could see the disbelief on your face. He pulled up his sleeve slightly and you could see the words there. “How do you know my name?” You glanced back up at his face and saw a small smile.

              "It’s wonderful to finally meet you in person. You are even more beautiful than in my dreams,“ he whispered before another voice called out. "Jojen? Is it…?” Jojen turned to face his group and nodded. “It is. Y/N is my soulmate.” He looked back at you with such adoration, it almost knocked you off your feet. “Soulmate…finally,” you said softly before dropping your bow to the ground and throwing yourself into Jojen’s open arms.

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[alangel1895]

Game of Thrones Masterlist

Petyr Baelish x Reader

A lady all the way from the North - fluff I think

Partners in Crime | Part2 - 1:fluff, 2:angst, sad

Better Player Than You - fix-it, suspense?

Joffrey x Reader

Respect - some h/c (it’s Joff!) but fluff ending

Learn to love - Joff being Joff, flangst?

Love you nonetheless -  angst, h/c (Joff’s an ass as always)

Jaime Lannister x Reader

Choose - fluff?

Loving a Lannister - fluff, confusion

Can’t hate you. Not even a little bit. -  h/c, angst

Tyrion Lannister x Reader

Looking for a rainbow - fluff?

Misunderstandings - h/c, fluff end

Smart - fluff?

Tommen x Reader

Lost childhood love - sad-ish

Jojen Reed x Reader

No promises - sad-ish, fluff-ish

Khal Drogo x Reader

Passionate Nights -  angst, h/c

True Dothraki - Under The Sky - sexy, female-enjoying-sex-positive, body postive

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