In AFFC when Cersei’s fcking everything in Kings Landing up and the iron bank is coming to collect the crowns debts and the Lannisters are considered inviting Baelish back to help and he’s just up in the vale like
Prompt: Hi :) Can you do a Robb Stark x Reader please? Maybe we see the stages of their relationship as their meeting, their love, their betrothal, their marriage, the pregnancy of the reader, the birth of their child? It’s just an idea and I’m sorry if there are mistakes, I’m French :)
Note: @tiiffanym I really loved this request, so i hope i did it justice!
Robb Stark x reader
When your Parents told you that the
carriage was nearing Winterfell, you felt sick. The closer you got to
Winterfell, the closer you were to your life changing forever. It had been Ned
Stark who had proposed the marriage, and your parents had been delighted. House
Stark and House Y/L/N had been allies for centuries – It made sense to
strengthen that tie.
You were less thrilled about the idea.
You had only ever met Robb once, when you were young, and had no idea as to
what kind of man he might be now. Your mother reassured you that Ned was an
honourable man, and that his son would be to, but it was little help.
As you approached the gates of
Winterfell, you couldn’t deny how beautiful it was; and as Robb Stark took your
arm and helped you out of the carriage, you couldn’t deny that he was beautiful
When you were both on solid ground,
Robb kneeled in front of you, and kissed your hand “Lady Y/n, you are as
beautiful I remember.”
You blushed at the compliment, and
hoped he was as kind a man as his words suggested.
You quickly got used to not only the
North, but to the Stark family. Arya and Rickon were little wolves, constantly
exploring the surrounding forests, returning caked in mud (much to Catelyn’s
chagrin). Sansa had the voice of an angel, Bran was a genius with a bow, and Robb
– well he was just perfect.
The two of you had connected quickly,
and you complemented each other well. Where he was hot headed, you were cool,
he was proud, and you were logical, and you both adored each other.
It had been a month since you had first
arrived in the North, and you had spent most days with Robb, with him showing
you around the castle or riding together around the surrounding grounds of the
You were sat together in the Gods wood
when he first told you that he was in love with you.
You looked up at him in slight shock
before he continued “Y/N, I had always accepted that when I married it would be
out of duty, to create an alliance but…” he paused for a moment “You are like
no one I have ever met. I love you.”
You weren’t sure that you would ever be
able to stop smiling. Your eyes met at you both leaned in to the kiss. When
your lips met his you were certain that Winterfell was where you belonged. That
he was where you belonged.
When you pulled away he let out a sigh
at the lack of contact, so you moved to sit closer to him. Without having to
think he wrapped his arm around your waist. You leaned it his touch.
“I love you too Robb.”
The day you married Robb was one of the
best days of your life. You, like Robb, had never expected to be able to marry
someone that you truly loved. You waited anxiously in the chapels door way.
Arya was fidgeting, pulling at her dress trying to get comfortable.
You were shocked when Arya acquiesced
to being one your bridesmaids, and you suspected that this would be the last
time you ever saw her in a ball gown until her own wedding. Sansa looked like a
Queen, in her bridesmaid dress. You were suddenly overwhelming proud of the two
When you heard the Organ begin to play,
your father took your arm and you began to walk down the aisle. The night
before you had been so nervous that something would go wrong, that you would
trip and fall or something would happen to your dress.
Those fears quickly exited your mind as
soon as you saw Robb. His jaw dropped when he first saw you, and his eyes
filled with tears. You looked stunning. The dress was simple, and fitted you
perfectly, hugging your body in all of the right places.
Your house colours had been sewn
intricately into the hem, and it was better then you could have ever hoped for.
All of the great Northern houses were in attendance, but you barley even
acknowledged them, with all of your attention on Robb.
Robb was grinning besides you as you
both stood in front of the septon. Your soon to be husband slipped his hand
into yours as you exchanged your vows. You squeezed his hand, as you promised
to love him until the day that you died.
The cloak Robb wrapped around you was
beautiful, it had the Stark crest embroidered onto a deep blue background, and
the lining of the cloak was pure white wool. You wondered how many hours it had
taken to craft something so beautiful.
“You many now kiss the bride” called
out the septon, once Robb had wrapped the cloak around you.
Robb cupped your face gently with his
hands and leaned down to kiss you, you flung your arms around his neck and
pressed your body close to his.
When Robb pulled away from you, he
looked like he was so full of love that he might burst. “I Love you so much Y/n
Stark.” When he pulled you into another kiss, the room let out a cheer.
It had been four months since you last
moons blood, and five months since you and Robb got married. Maester Luwin had
confirmed your suspicions. You were pregnant.
You knew Robb would be happy, you were
carrying the air to Winterfell inside of you, but you were still nervous to
tell him. You said a quick prayer to both the Old Gods and the seven that he
would be as pleased as you were.
Robb was out hunting when you found out
that you were pregnant, he would be back early the next morning. You let out a
groan. You were desperate to tell someone. When you saw Catelyn, you couldn’t
“Lady Stark, there is something I must
tell you, Robb is not here and I have to tell someone.” You gushed, and Catelyn
gave you a knowing smile.
“Y/n please, you must call me Catelyn”
she insisted “What is It you must tell me?”
“I’m with child” you whispered
excitedly, relieved to finally share the secret.
Your mother in law pulled you into a tight
hug “I have had my suspicions, you have been absolutely glowing this past few
“I can’t believe I’m going to be a
mother” you muttered, slightly in shock.
Catelyn let out a laugh “I can’t
believe I’m going to be a grandmother.”
Robbs reaction to your pregnancy had
been even better then you could have hoped. As soon as the words had left your
mouth he had lifted you up into his arms. You buried your head into the crook
of his neck. You couldn’t tell if he was crying or laughing, but you knew he
Throughout the pregnancy Robb had been
extremely protective of you, worrying about everything you did. You couldn’t
even go on a ride without him insisting to come with you. Arya had told you
that he was obsessed, but you found his care endearing.
The bump had started to show just after
you broke then news to Robb, and the Starks were constantly crowding around
you, trying to see if the baby was kicking yet.
You were lying in bed curled up with
Robb the first time that you felt the baby kick. Robb was snoring softly when
you woke him.
“Robb! The baby’s kicking!” you elbowed
him lightly and he groggily began to wake up.
He quickly came to his senses when he
heard the word baby “Wait Y/n is everything okay?” he said, shooting up quickly.
He quickly placed his hand against your
bump, a smile spreading across his face. You couldn’t wait to start your family
with the man you loved.
Giving birth was the hardest thing that you had ever done, but Robb got you
through it. Despite the midwifes insistence that Robb needed to leave, he
remained stuck to your side, holding your hand the whole time.
“Come of Y/n one more push. You can do
“I-I I Can’t do this Robb…” you said
exhausted “Please I can’t”
Robb squeezed you hand tight “You can
do this love.”
It took the last of the energy you had
left, but you gave one final push. You didn’t immediately hear the baby cry,
and panic rose in your chest. Was there something wrong, was your baby safe?
Then you heard the baby cry. Your baby.
It was the best sound you had ever heard.
Robb was silent as the midwife place
the baby in his arms, totally in awe of the tiny person you had both created.
He looked on the edge of tears.
“Y-y/n… we’ve got a daughter Y/n. Our
You let out a sob when you saw your
son. Suddenly all of the hours of pain and discomfort were forgotten, as Robb
handed you your daughter. Her eyes were closed as she grabbed onto your little
finger with her hand. You hadn’t known you could love someone so much.
Robb kissed you on the forehead, then
kissed the top of your baby’s head “She’s perfect, you’re perfect. Gods I love
you both – more than I know how to say.”
You looked up at your husband, the man
you loved “Lyanna. She’s called Lyanna.” The look on his face told you that it
Do people who have watched Game of Thrones but not read A Song of Ice and Fire even know that Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the First of her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of Meereen, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady Regnant of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, Khaleesi of Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Shackles and Mother of Dragons goes by the nickname Dany?
Anonymous asked: Hi lovely! How about a Sandor modern fic where they both go to the same gym and as soon as he walks in she leaves. she’s embarrassed to work out front of him because she thinks he’s hot but he thinks it’s him putting her off….I’ll let you do the rest! Awkward Modern Sandor is my favourite!!
Here you are, anon! I do not own Sandor. He belongs to George R.R.Martin.
Warnings: awkward fluff, Modern AU
Pairings: Sandor Clegane x fem!reader
You were panting as you continued
your treadmill run. You were hoping to be done soon. He was going to be there soon. You didn’t know his name or anything
else about him. You only knew that you went to the same gym and that he was
hot. Tall, built like an ox, and quiet. He came in, did his work out and left.
He didn’t talk really to anyone. What he did do, however, was distract you from
your own work out.