Harry, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan it. Don’t wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men’s store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot black coffee.


Name: Sweetest Downfall (Jaime Lannister x reader imagine)

Fandom: Game of Thrones

Chapters: One shot

Warning: None

Tags: slight fluff, reader admiring Jaime

A/N: A little idea that led me to write a little story :) Enjoy!

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Jaime sat alone at the table while the shadows crept across the room. As dusk began to settle, he lit a candle and opened the White Book to his own page. Quill and ink he found in a drawer. Beneath the last line Ser Barristan had entered, he wrote in an awkward hand that might have done credit to a six-year-old being taught his first letters by a maester:

Defeated in the Whispering Wood by the Young Wolf Robb Stark during the War of the Five Kings. Held captive at Riverrun and ransomed for a promise unfuffilled. Captured again by the Brave Companions, and maimed at the word of Vargo Hoat their captain, losing his sword hand to the blade of Zollo the Fat. Returned safely to King’s Landing by Brienne, the Maid of Tarth.

When he was done, more than three-quarters of his page still remained to be filled between the gold lion on the crimson shield on top and the blank white shield at the bottom. Ser Gerold Hightower had begun his history, and Ser Barristan Selmy had continued it, but the rest Jaime Lannister would need to write for himself. He could write whatever he chose, henceforth.

Whatever he chose…
—  A Storm of Swords
jaime lannister

friendly reminder that jaime lannister killed his king to save the whole population of kings landing only to be named kingslayer afterwards. friendly reminder that jaime lannister witnessed his sister, the woman he loves the most do exactly what the mad king did and got their son killed bc of it.
friendly reminder that jaime lannister deserves better.