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charliedawn · 5 months

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"Marry me."

How I think marriage proposals would go for those characters.

Sandor Clegane:

"…Wanna get married ?" You asked as both you and Sandor were sleeping side by side in the forest. Sandor blinked—half asleep. He had back pain and a headache. He had hoped that the wine would help him to fall asleep quicker, as to not have to hear you say any other crazy thing or request for the day. But, of course. He was mistaken.

"Huh ?" When the information seemed to eventually settle in his brain, his whole face seemed a perfect depiction of confusion. He finally turned around and you could see in his eyes that he wasn’t exactly sober either. You decided this was the perfect moment to ask—since he would probably not even remember you asked the next morning. It gave you courage to ask again.

"Wanna get married ?" You repeated with a little more determination and this time, he answered.

"No."

"Ah."

"…"

"…You. Wanna get married ?" He asked this time—more because he was curious than awaiting an actual answer. But, you took your chance and answered truthfully.

"Sure."

He was momentarily surprised by your confidence before he huffed a laugh and wrapped an arm around you.

"…Fine. We’ll get married in the morning. Now, hush."

There was then a moment of silence before you both bursted out laughing. Just two drunks having the most normal conversation ever. You knew that by tomorrow, he would have surely forgotten all about tonight. But for now, you were satisfied with the knowledge that his subconscience hadn’t said no.

Oberyn Martell:

"Would you like to marry me ?" You asked Oberyn while he wad writing and whose lips curved slightly into a small smirk at the request. He was used to your rather straightforward nature. He liked it even. It made him laugh and enjoy your presence at parties. You were curious and completely unashamed or afraid of any consequences your requests or demands would bring. This is why he always caved. But, he could also be playful and this is why he answered with a small grin:

"No."

He was curious to see your reaction, but his smile slightly faltered when he saw the hurt in your eyes at his rejection. It was the first time he had seen you so upset and he immediately regretted his words.

"Oh. Okay then." You were embarrassed and turned around quickly to get back to your own private quarters. But he was by your side in an instant and wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"I was only kidding. I would LOVE to marry you, sweet peach."

He then kissed the back of your neck lovingly. You let out a sigh of relief as you leaned back against him.

"…Really ?"

He chuckled.

"Yes. Really."

He then kissed your temple and you stayed in his arms for a while before he started nuzzling the back of your neck.

"But what brought the subject, sweet peach ?"

You sighed before closing your eyes.

"…You’re the only one who truly enjoys my presence. You laugh and smile at me, even when my words are nonsense. So I thought…why not ask ?"

Oberyn seemed taken aback for a moment before his smile widened and he pressed your back further against him to kiss your shoulder and whisper in your ear.

"Let me tell you a little secret. I would marry you for your nonsense, my dear. Because your nonsense makes more sense to me than this whole world does…"

Tyrion Lannister:

"Do you want to marry me ?" You asked Tyrion one night and the man was so stunned that he spilled his cup of wine.

"What ?"

Tyrion was the most decent between all the Lannisters. He had helped you more than once and there was no doubt in your proposal. You would never find better husband.

"You heard me."

He stayed silent again and made you nervous. Would he refuse ? Would he tell you that he has already found someone ? Would he tell you that he has no interest in you ? But, he didn’t. He simply sighed.

"…Why ?"

Why ? You could tell him a thousand reasons why. Because he was one of the few good men you knew. Because you had no intention of marrying any other. Because you knew he could be gentle. Because he was funny. Because he could be brave. Because he had the heart of a true lion…but no. You wouldn’t tell him like that. Because even if you did, he wouldn’t believe you.

"Because I want to." You settled for instead and his eyes widened slightly in surprise before he smiled a little and shook his head.

"Why would you want to marry an imp ?"

"It is not an imp that I am marrying, but a prince." You retorted. You both stared at each other and his gaze softened as he started actually considering it for a moment.

"You would be miserable." You frowned in incomprehension at his words.

"Why ?" He glanced away for a second.

"Because I am not a good man."

You huffed a bitter laugh at his words.

"Haven’t you heard ? There are no good man left, my prince."

Tyrion seemed taken aback, but he couldn’t deny the truth behind your words and drank a little of his wine.

"Tell me, Tyrion. If I was to become your wife/husband. Would you hit me ? Would you abuse me ? Would you lie to me ?"

He shook his head with a small smile. No. He wouldn’t. You smiled back and Tyrion finally nodded understandingly. It wasn’t about love. It wasn’t about finding a good man. It was always about finding the one who wouldn’t hurt you…And hence, he understood and maybe…maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have a wife/husband ?

Jaime Lannister:

"Jaime…" You sat down next to him at the feast prepared for the Lannisters and even though you could feel Cersei glaring daggers at you—you grabbed his hand. He didn’t react, but you could feel his fingers slightly curving to hold yours.

"Hello, buttercup." He finally greeted you in a whisper and you couldn’t help but smile weakly. You knew of his heart and his loyalty to his sister. It wasn’t really your business to interfere, but you didn’t like how Cersei was treating him. And, you also knew that his heart could maybe be won over.

So, you did the most nonsense ever and challenged him. You stood up and faced him—catching the attention of everyone in the room as you declared loudly.

"Jaime Lannister. I challenge you to an arm wrestling competition !"

That ought to have gained his attention as his eyes finally met yours and what he found in there made his eyes widen in surprise. You were determined and even though he was a knight—you didn’t seem scared of losing. He tried to laugh and wave it off as a mere joke—but you didn’t back down and even provoked him.

"Are you perhaps not a lion ? But a scared chicken ?"

That oughta do it. He was up before you could even pronounce another word and the fury in his eyes made you smile. He had taken the bait.

"If I win, you must agree to one single demand of my choice without knowing what it is !"

"And if I win ?" He quickly shot back and you bit back a laugh.

"Then I will give you whatever you want."

In a matter of minutes, everything was settled and you were both in position. Everyone assumed you were mad or had consumed too much wine to challenge Jaime Lannister—but it couldn’t be further from the truth. You had planned it carefully. You had trained and trained your body and your mind. You had worn big sleeves to hide the muscles hidden underneath. This could be the most important challenge of your life and you wanted to win. More than anything.

The moment Jaime gripped your hand, his eyes stared straight at you as he realised what you had done. This was not the strength of the Y/N he was accustomed to…but it was too late to stop and in a matter of seconds—Jaime Lannister was on the floor.

Everyone was stunned.

But, you only gracefully stood up from your seat and looked down at him before smirking.

"…I will be waiting for that marriage proposal." And with that, you were out of the room—leaving a very confused Jaime and a very angry Cersei behind. But, you knew that a lion never backed down from his word. And Jaime would be yours.

Petyr Baelish (Littlefinger) :

"Marry me." Littlefinger didn’t even seem surprised by you sudden demand. Everyone knew that your father wished to marry you off to Ramsay Bolton. And even though Littlefinger wasn’t sure why you would come to him with such a request, he didn’t show it.

He didn’t even look up as he simply asked.

"Why ?"

You huffed a bitter laugh. The man would sell mother and father for a throne. And he dared to ask why ?

"Does it matter ?"

He licked his thumb to turn the page of the book he was reading nonchalantly, even though you knew that he was secretly weighing the pros and cons of such an alliance.

"Depends. What will it bring me ?"

You looked away.

"Don’t pretend not to realise how advantageous it would be for you to be a part of the Lannister family. You’d have an easy access to the iron throne."

He hummed and pretended to think about it. It was true marrying you would be a fast way to get access to all the nice advantages of being a part of the so-called prestigious Lannister family. But, it had its own set of disadvantages to consider. He would become more than just a little man in the shadows that no one would deem worthy of being a threat, he would become a lion. A black lion.

"…Tell me why you would lower yourself to such an alliance with me. Surely, there would be one handsome young man who would say yes to such a proposal without even blinking. Why go to me, princess/prince ?"

You hesitated before sighing in defeat.

"…Because if I am to marry a snake, better be one I know than one chosen by Tywin Lannister."

At that, Petyr finally dignified you with a glance. You held his gaze and after a few seconds, he smiled.

"Very well, my beauty. Lead the snake to the lion’s den then."

Sansa Stark:

You and Sansa had been longtime allies and friends. You were maybe the only friend she had ever had after the almost complete destruction of House Stark. You had developed feeling for her over time and knew that asking her for her hand wouldn’t be easy—but you were willing to try.

"Please, Sansa of House Stark." You knelt on one knee before her with a rose in your hand and the other hand on your heart. "Would you marry me ?"

Sansa was surprised by the proposal. She had married twice and both marriages weren’t a success. She had lived through nightmares and pain out of such a dream as marriage. She used to want to get married with someone she loved so badly, but not anymore.

"My heart is not so easily won by a rose and pretty words anymore." She replied instead—thinking that she would succeed in breaking your resolve. But, she was mistaken.

"I know. I know that I may never be worthy of even your eyes on me. But…I am a fool, and my heart beats for you. And if you want it ? Then it’s yours. And even if you don’t want it. Let me fight for you. And prove my loyalty to the most beautiful and strong lady the North has ever seen." You pleaded and Sansa was rendered speechless.

She looked into your eyes and saw only love and adoration. She then glanced down at the rose you offered her and after a moment of hesitation, she finally took it.

"…You may try to win my heart, Y/N. But, I cannot promise you success."

You smiled and shook your head.

"Just having you acknowledge my feelings is enough for hope to enter my heart."

Sansa smiled back.

Maybe…romance wasn’t utterly dead.

Jon Snow: (Before the tragedy 😭)

"Marry me." It was said with such confidence that Jon himself was stunned as he looked up at you with widened eyes.

"What ?"

"You heard me."

There was a moment of silence before Jon smiled and he suddenly pulled you into his arms. There was no yes or no. Just a moment of pure euphoria as he couldn’t stop laughing as he buried his face in your chest. He was so happy, he forgot to form words.

When he was finally calm once more, he kissed you passionately.

"Yes. Yes. Yes, I will."

You both started laughing together and Jon even fell back on the snow as you held him tightly.

Daenerys:

"Marry me." You demanded and Daenerys looked back at you. She didn’t seem surprised or even mildly confused by the demand. She knew of your feelings for her—and she was more than happy to reciprocate.

But, marriage ?

Marriage meant boundaries. Marriage meant attachment. Marriage meant she would have to think about you and a possible future where she wasn’t all powerful.

She sighed before stroking your cheek and offering you an apologetic smile.

"My dear Y/N…If only I could, do not believe for a second that I would say no. But, as the future queen of the Seven Kingdoms…I cannot."

You closed your eyes and a few tears rolled down your cheeks. You had expected such an answer of course, but still…your heart ached.

"I…understand." You forced yourself to say and Daenerys nodded. She was a queen. A khaleesi. And you were just…human.

Ser Jorah:

"Please. Marry me." Ser Jorah was stunned at the unexpected request and turned towards you with widened eyes. He was about to answer when you quickly added.

"Love me. Hate me. I want you and you want her. But, I am not asking for your love. But for your protection, kind ser Jorah." He closes his mouth and seemed to think about it for a moment. He knew that you were a young lady/man who had left her/his family to join Daenerys. He had no idea you held such feelings for him…

"You can have my protection, but why go to such lengths to have it ?" He finally asked and you sighed before taking his hand in yours.

"Because it is not only physical protection I seek." You then laid his hand flat upon your heart and Ser Jorah seemed taken aback once more. He looked at you and you didn’t shy away from his gaze.

You knew Ser Jorah was honourable and even if he would never return your feelings, he would make a far greater husband than anyone you ever knew. He would respect you and your heart. And that was more than you could ever wish for…

Ser Jorah accepted.

After all, it was only his name that you were going to bear and his sword that would protect you. You would call him husband, but only in name.

#sandor clegane x reader #ser jorah x reader #daenerys x reader #jon snow x reader #tyrion lannister x reader #littlefinger #petyr baelish x reader #sansa stark x reader #oberyn martell x reader #jaime lannister x reader #got characters x reader #fandoms #imagine #got

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tinfairies · 1 year

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im not sure if this is consensual because of the s/o being in the state of intoxication,, but how would sandor, cersei, petyr, oberyn react to having an innocent s/o that is an insanely horny drunk??

Sandor tries to hold back his laughter as his beloved tries to climb him. They requested a kiss, getting up onto their tippy toes and nearly fell in doing so. "I think you need to lay down." he tells them, gripping their shoulders to steady them. They giggled and pressed their body against his, heir hand immediately groping his crotch. "Hmm only if you come with me." they look up at him through their lashes. Damn they knew exactly how to wrap him around their fingers.

Sandor sighs, and picks his lover up. They cry with laughter and wrap their arms around his neck, burying their face into his neck and leaving kisses in their stead. He was going to have fun trying to wrangle them.

Cersei certainly finds it entertaining when her lover is drunk and thinks they're being smooth with their flirting. She'll roll her eyes and brush them off, but truth is she loves the attention. She'll capture her beloved's chin between her finger and her thumb and make them look at her. Of course they try to lean in and kiss her, she dodges them and they fall forward onto her lap.

"I say it's time you switched to water." she'll say raising a brow. Her lover just buries their face into her thigh, their hands running up her legs. Cersei smirks, she knows what they want. She could certainly give into them, but what's the fun in that. She wants them to beg.

Petyr would definitely take advantage of this opportunity. His beloved is hanging all over him, and it's truly amusing to him. He asks them questions, silly little ones at first, then he starts asking more serious ones. He has to make sure they truly love him and want to be with him of course.

"My love, I can't bed you while you're in this state." Petyr lies, he just wants to hear them beg, and they do. His lover pouts and keeps pulling at his shirt, saying they need him. It's certainly a stroke to his ego to hear that his beloved is not only devoted to him, but is willing to beg for his cock.

Oberyn is quite amused. His beloved is very shy when sober but after half a glass of wine and they're trying to undress him in public. He calms them down, holding their hands and kissing their lips.

"We have plenty of time later to wrap ourselves around eachother. For now let's finish our party." he smiles softly as they pout. Oberyn loves their wandering hands and flirty eyes. He can't wait for an opportunity to drag them off, why must politics rely on his presence. He wants to just ravage his lover already.

#Game of thrones #game of thrones headcanon #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones #got imagine #got x reader #got headcanons #Got #sandor clegane #sandor clegane x reader #cersei lannister #cersei lannister x reader #petyr baelish #petyr baelish x reader #oberyn martell #oberyn martell x reader #Fluff #Smut #Reactions

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minasvalentine · 9 months

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slay petyr!!👅

#game of thrones #GoT #game of thrones imagines #game of thrones preference #game of thrones memes #petyr x catelyn #petyr x reader #petyr baelish #petyr littlefinger baelish #Barbie #barbie meme #actors #smut #Series

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castieltrash1 · 1 year

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💋 for petyr or whatever idk him i just know u like him :3

no it's the way i miss this man sm !!!!! it's so sick actually !!!!!

"be caught standing under the mistletoe" + petyr baelish; fem!reader, first kiss, fluff, cute misunderstandings

The halls of the Red Keep seem to span miles, with every corner you turn leading to another set of doorways that look identical to the last. Even after a year of living in King’s Landing, you still get lost every once in a while, passing under the wrong arch and ending up in a section of the castle you’d yet to explore.

You’re about to head down the path you think leads to the throne room when a voice echoes from behind you.

“My lady?”

The familiar tone sends a shiver up your spine, one you try to hide as you turn to see a sly but delicate smile. “Lord Baelish,” you utter softly, quickly bowing. The corners of his lips are still upturned when you meet his gaze, feeling it drag across the bit of exposed skin above your low collar.

“You seem lost,” Petyr says, then glances at the flowering plant tucked behind your ear. “Interesting choice of accessory.”

Your fingers immediately dart to the bundle of leaves and berries, tied together with a thin red silk ribbon. “Lady Margaery gifted it to me. She said they were among the few remaining blooms in Highgarden during the winter.”

Petyr nods, fingers twitching at his side. You wonder if he’s tempted to reach out and touch it, to touch you. “Santalales,” he murmurs, then clarifies. “Mistletoe. Fitting for the time of year and exceptionally beautiful on a lady such as yourself.” His words make your skin warm, and you smile at his seemingly endless bouts of knowledge.

You can’t help but ask: “Is it… offensive?” Petyr’s brow raises, and you lower your voice, shifting closer. “A few of the… septas gave me odd looks.” Disapproving, you want to add but think better of it, not wanting to seem entitled or even disobedient.

He seems all too amused, bright eyes glinting. “Offensive, no. Suggestive, perhaps. I assume you don’t know the meaning?” When you shake your head, the beginning of a frown pulling at your face, he explains. “Traditionally, standing under the mistletoe is an invitation to be kissed.”

“Oh,” you breathe before you can stop yourself. Now, Margaery’s stifled giggles made sense. “I had no idea, Lord Baelish, I’m so sorry.”

“Petyr,” he corrects you, but you barely hear him over the sound of your heart pounding against your chest. You reach for the mistletoe, intent on hiding it under your dress before embarrassing yourself further, but he stops you. “Leave it, my lady.” You still, staring at him, and Petyr brushes his fingers against your wrist, pushing it away softly.

When he begins to lean in, he gives you plenty of time to pull back, but you don’t. It’s a horrible idea, kissing Petyr in the halls of the Red Keep, where anyone could see, but you don’t care. The months of playful teasing finally come to an end when he gently kisses you, his hand moving to cup your jaw. The soft blue fabric of his sleeves brushes against your cheek and you sigh into his mouth, lips tingling: “Lord Baelish.”

“Petyr,” he says again, this time more forceful. He finally steps back, and it takes you a moment to see the mistletoe between his lithe fingers. Before you can speak, he tucks it away. “Surely, you don’t want anyone else taking such an offer?” Every witty response you can think of dissolves on your tongue and you swallow heavily, shaking your head.

“Where is it you’re off to?” Petyr asks.

“The throne room.”

He extends his arm the opposite way you were heading. “This way, my lady.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* [christmas drabble prompt list 💌]

#petyr baelish x reader #petyr baelish #littlefinger #game of thrones #game of thrones drabble #petyr baelish fluff #petyr baelish x reader fluff #littlefinger x reader #littlefinger fluff #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones fluff #petyr baelish imagine #littlefinger imagine #t: writing #answered #mutuals: f1nalboys

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rostherightfulheir · 11 months

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Alysane Rivers, Daenerys Targaryen‘s bastard sister.

// The Vailed Dragon || by @Rostherightfulheir wttp \\

ᖭི༏ᖫྀ jus pretend anything with petry is her ᖭི༏ᖫྀ

I need fc recs 🙏🏽

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inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 · 1 year

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TW: +18

now, thinking about A/B/O dynamics (correct me if I'm wrong, I'm new to this) A while ago I read about an Alpha! Jon x Omega! Reader. And now my mind can't stop fantasizing about my most dangerous fictitious crush. Petyr Baelish, you stupid smartass. Imagine that Petyr has always been an omega, that has been one of his most intense reasons for shame, especially the mockery of the Tully men (Hoster or Edmure, who is a stupid beta, but a beta nonetheless). Finally, he seduces the beta Lysa and manages to climb the social ladder, he is so proud of himself for having achieved everything only to discover that he is not totally immune to the effects of the Alphas. Sure, he's dealt with them (he's got hookers of all sorts and expensive suppressors), but what secretly terrifies him is finding an alpha to mark him (sort of like an au soul mate) where no matter what suppressor he takes, he's at her mercy (a little dub-con I guess). So, this is where the reader comes in, who is Sansa and Arya's maiden accompanying the Starks in King's Landing. And it's the moment where they both look at each other, when he knows it, he knows it by the damn feeling of heat, the only thing that relieves him is that she has no idea, those things are taboo in the North, I suppose.

#petyr baelish headcanons #petyr baelish #petyr baelish x reader #littlefinger #petyr littlefinger baelish #a/b/o headcanon #a/b/o #a/b/o imagine #alpha beta omega #omegaverse

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acatofimpossiblecolor · 1 month

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#aidan gillen #petyr baelish #petyr littlefinger baelish #petyr x sansa #petyr #ai generated #ai fanart #creepy ship #ai image #crackship #we can imagine the extra hand is his wrapped around her if we’re being generous #just try not to look at it #shhhhhhhh

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alannybunnue · 1 year

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Baratheon Reader @ Littlefinger when she sees him being a fucking creep towards Sansa

Somebody's got to protect that little girl, ok?

So yeah, fuck off little finger, wait until her cousin arrives, you are a dead man.

(Do i have to say anything else to show that i hate Petyr?)

#ask #yandere concept #yandere x reader #a song of ice and fire #house of the dragon #yandere imagine #jon snow #sansa stark #petyr baelish #baratheon!reader

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red-riding-wood · 1 year

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Drabble/Short Oneshot Requests

So, have been holding back on doing this because I still do have a oneshot req I need to complete, and so many WIPs it's outlandish. That being said, right now, since I'm reconditioning myself to write, it's very difficult for me to tackle those projects and get even a sentence in them at a time. So I'm sort of asking for your help in this in my theory that drabbles are a good medium and that they might help me get used to properly writing.

I'm currently comfortable writing MxF, FxF, and of course platonic relations. I tend to write angst or dark fics so nothing is off limits with me, but if you want to send in something fluffy I can try my best! Anything smutty will likely not be too "in-depth" given the length of drabbles.

I will most likely do these x reader and 2nd person unless otherwise specified.

You can send in:

A GIF or picture prompt

A written prompt (use any but I do have some good angst I found)

A lyric or song + character

A description of what you'd like if the request is more specific (though keep in mind I will be keeping these short)

Fandoms & Characters below!

- Peaky Blinders -

Tommy Shelby Arthur Shelby John Shelby Polly Gray Michael Gray Alfie Solomons Tatiana Petrovna Luca Changretta Aberama Gold

- Game of Thrones -

(since I'm not far in this there are only a couple characters that I feel confident writing for as of yet, since I know their spoilers updated) (underage characters will be aged up if the request is sexual)

Petyr Baelish Daenerys Targaryen Jaimee Lannister Cersei Lannister Tyrion Lannister Jorah Mormont Viserys III Targaryen Jon Snow Sansa Stark Arya Stark Robb Stark Catelyn Tully/Stark Tommen Baratheon Stannis Baratheon Ramsay Snow/Bolton Theon Greyjoy Yara Greyjoy Margaery Tyrell Bronn Brienne Melisandre

- Adrien Characters -

* ones I am more picky with because I have full stories planned out for them, so I might not do the request or might use my OC for said story depending on how the inspiration goes

Henry Barthes (Detachment) *Jack Driscoll (King Kong) Clive Nicoli (Splice) *Dmitri (The Grand Budapest Hotel) *Peter Whitman (The Darjeeling Limited) Jack Starks (The Jacket) Leo Kopernick (See How They Run) Frankie (American Heist) Bloom (The Brothers Bloom) Jack Grace (Love the Hard Way) Steven (Dummy) Harry (Oxygen) Charles Boone (Chapelwaite)

- Aidan Characters -

If you ask me to write an Aidan Gillen character that isn't on this list, odds are I will say yes, lol. I may just have to watch whatever the character is in because I've not seen much with him... yet.

- Far Cry 5 -

Jacob Seed John Seed Joseph Seed Faith Seed

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prideprejudce · 1 year

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devil wears prada game of thrones au where miranda is queen hahahaha

miranda "that's all" priestly would run westeros like a well-oiled machine within one year of being in charge and we all know this

#miranda priestly is what cersei lannister wanted to be #but can you imagine though #miranda to petyr baelish or whatever: please bore someone else with tales of your incompetence #her and tywin going head to head would be the real delight #game of thrones #the devil wears prada

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alemoncakelife · 2 years

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Jeyne Poole | Safe and Sound

#I made a jeyne poole video #because my imagination always casts florence pugh as jeyne #jeyne poole #game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf edit #florence pugh fancast #ramsay bolton #theon greyjoy #sansa stark #petyr baelish #littlefinger #taylor swift safe and sound

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mostfandomimagines · 1 year

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Imagine: Being a Lannister and Littlefinger is surprised that you have come to him with a scheme

#littlefinger #petyr baelish #petyr littlefinger baelish #game of thrones #littlefinger imagines #petyr baelish imagines #petyr littefinger baelish imagines #game of thrones imagine #not my gif

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kingsmoot · 1 year

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#liveblog tag #agot liveblog tag #lf tag #I LOVE HIMMMMMMM....#we have so much in common. i also love eel.#altho eel pie sounds horrific i have to say #runner up to grossest thing i can imagine making eel into #first being ofc patê!!! fucking lunatic....#anyway introducing petyr baelish to unagi

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misbehaviorisms · 2 years

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⟨ chris evans. cis male. he/him. 36. ⟩ we welcome gaheris dondarrion to king’s landing , the lord of raventree hall. keep an eye out for their machiavellian nature, they tend to cover it up by acting independent. rumor has it they are neutral to the peace treaty, and their loyalties lie with himself/house blackwood. you’ll know it’s them when you get flashes of loud laughter in a crowded room, lying so perfectly you almost forget yourself, a handsome grin hiding nothing but frost beneath — gem. she/her. 25+. gmt+2. n/a

BIRTH NAME: mal ADOPTED NAME: gaheris dondarrion TITLE: lord of raventree hall STATUS: it’s complicated, but consider him taken SPOUSE: juliette blackwood ISSUE: arabella blackwood rivers ( 9 ) ALLEGIANCE: the North SEXUALITY: bisexual STAR SIGN: gemini PERSONALITY TYPE: entp-a ALIGNMENT: neutral evil (though, to my complete lack of surprise, he scored the same amount of points in chaotic evil, as well) POSITIVE TRAITS: adroit, charismatic, adaptable NEGATIVE TRAITS: selfish, liar, callous

BIOGRAPHY

Listen, I tried writing an actual bio, and maybe one day it’ll come, but for now here’s a bullet-point list as this is the best I can do right now. Wanted connections at the bottom.

- is an orphan, originally from King’s Landing. Ran away from the orphanage when he was about seven, and nearly died on the streets for the months he struggled alone.

- Eventually fell in with an actor group, where he learned a trade. He was actually quite good and a better, bigger company took him in when he was about nine. They travelled to whoever had the money and the inclination to pay them, it’s how he ended up in the Stormlands eventually, and taken in by the Dondarrions when he was eleven (it was a combination of them being good people and him playing them like a fiddle, but then again, by then he’d learned to pick his marks wisely, so it turned out all right).

- When they adopted him, they also gave him a new first name, as his new father claimed Mal couldn’t be a lord’s name. He accepted this without argument and he was introduced to his siblings as Gaheris.

- It was difficult, at first. Gaheris could read (he needed to, in order to learn his lines) and he taught himself to write (badly) but that was about it, so he had a lot of catching up to do. He applied himself hard, at first, learning everything they told him to, from how to dress and which cutlery to use, to how to fight and even how to speak. He did everything they told him (at least at first, when there was so much to learn) and for his part, he did his best to maintain a good relationship with them. It helped that the parents really did want them to be a family, and they encouraged the siblings to spend time together and bond.

- He built up a reputation for being hedonistic and lazy, a quintessential middle child with no personal ambition or drive, because he had no desire to end up back on the streets.

- Met Juliette when they were 19, and turns out she is the only creature in this world who could make him feel something. A lot of things. Not always good ones, but the novelty of the sensation was such that he didn’t mind it one bit.

- Left for Essos when he was about 21, after his father died; fell back in with a new company of actors for a little over a year, then switched careers and joined a group of sellswords where he quickly rose through the ranks. He was a capable fighter – he’s the son of a marcher lord, after all – but it was his mind that helped distinguish him, and soon enough his master wouldn’t even discuss a contract without him in the room. He knew just which questions to ask and how to get the answers from between the lines, if necessary, and he drove a mean bargain, so everyone got better pay, they walked in better prepared…etc.

- Returned to Westeros when he received word his mother was on her last leg. Got back in time to say goodbye to her, and even stayed for a week to comfort his siblings, but he got tired of the mopey, gloomy atmosphere and pretending to be grieving along with them, so he left – headed for Raventree Hall, to check in on Juliette. He’d say it’s curiosity that brought him back that first time, wanting to know if the old man finally kicked it, so Juliette could take the reins, or if she was still stuck, silent, just one of many girls in that house. He asked her to come with him, she refused and he left anyway, telling himself this time it would be for good.

- His resolution only lasted about a year, for some reason, leaving had been so much harder the second time and whatever he’d built in Essos simply did not have the same allure as she did, back home. So he returned, found her with a babe in her arms. The look of astounded fury at the sight of him cemented his assumption that the girl was his into convinction. He stayed.

- They rule Raventree together, Gaheris needs to occupy his mind with something, or else it’d eat itself alive, so he focused on helping her. Under their tutelage, the manor and surrounding villages flourished, the houses are well-repaired, the fields are fertile, there’s even a schoolroom for the children that they sent their daughter to, and at least once a moon they make sure there’s some sort of celebration where they can mingle with the people. Honestly, calling them progressive wouldn’t be wrong (at least not when it comes to this aspect of themselves) – whatever people say about them, they certainly can’t be accused of skirting their responsibilities when it comes to their tenants.

- He’s well-liked by the peasants, now, it took a while, considering he got a baby on their lady and refused to marry her, while living in her house. But that was only a minor setback to him, he knows how to get people to like him, and he’s never forgotten a thing in his life, he knows how to talk to people of all classes without making them want to punch him in the face (I mean, he can also make you want to punch him in the face, he’s versatile like that) and he actually put effort into ingratiating himself with them. Juliette is their ruling lady, without question (and he genuinely has no problem with that, in fact, prefers it), but at least where it comes to the lower classes, they seem to find him more approachable than her (not a surprise, he’s better at pretending).

- They keep themselves busy with scheming and plotting, too. While managing an estate is a lot of work, it’s not enough to keep them content. They’re aiming to get Arabella legitimized (under her mother’s name, because the land is hers, and also, Gaheris doesn’t care, it’s not like he’ll forget he has a daughter if she doesn’t share his name) and acknowledged as the heir to Raventree Hall, possibly also plotting on killing that damned cousin, not gonna lie. They’re not 100% sold on the idea of killing him, but it’s definitely on the table, and quite high among the options. Gaheris is just waiting for the opportunity, a lot of things are supposed to be going right for this to work, after all, he has no interest in facing any consequences for the crime, so it cannot be traced back to them, and he isn’t stupid, he knows people will suspect them, no matter how he dies, so they have to be careful.

- He’s actually quite an attentive, permissive father. It helps that for all intents and purposes, she’s actually a very easy child to raise. I wouldn’t go as far as to say he loves Arabella, but in so far as he can actually care about people, he cares about her. And the older she gets, the more interesting he finds her. It’s almost…enjoyable, spending time with her now. It was a lot harder when she was small. The closer she gets to becoming a complex human being, capable of expressing her own thoughts and feelings, the better their relationship gets. Listen, he’s aware he’s a toxic, dysfunctional piece of shit, and that Juliette isn’t that much better adjusted than him, but for their part, they work very hard to keep all of that away from their daughter. They can’t end the cycle, they’re too far gone, but they closed it in on themselves and keep their child firmly outside of it.

- He has precisely 0 interest in marrying Juliette – they’re fine as they are, fuck you very much. He’s been her husband in everything but name for the past nine years, and with each day that goes by without her mentioning marriage to him, the better life looks – he’s as happy as a pig in shit right now, please don’t ruin this for him. Really, don’t – he will destroy you.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

The DONDARRIONS – he’s the middle child, has two older siblings and two younger ones. I actually kinda imagine their relationship as quite close (or at least, having the veneer of closeness on his side). They likely accepted his daughter, and however pissed they were at the start, they’re at least resigned to the way he chose to live his life, and haven’t disowned him. But the connection is pretty open, so if anyone has any juicy plots, reach out to me.

ALLIES – I want all the schemes and plots, please. He’s definitely into some cloak and dagger shit, there’s no way reading lists and checking inventory is enough to keep him occupied. If he thinks you’d be useful to him, he can be incredibly useful to you too, so he’s a good ally to have, in normal circumstances. And he has a vested interest in keeping things from blowing up in his face, so as long as everything goes according to plan, there is nothing to fear from him. Of course, he’d leave you dying in a ditch without looking back if it suits his purposes, might even be the one putting you there in the first place, but if he does that, then things have already gone to shit, so in the grand scheme of things, he wouldn’t have been the only one of your problems, anyway.

FRIENDS – or fake ones, rather. He’s very good at pretending to be a person, and he doesn’t typically show his asshole side, not until he’d made you believe he has some redeeming qualities too, at least.

ANYONE FROM ESSOS – they’d recognize him as Mal, rather than Gaheris (he used his real name when he left Westeros, not wanting these two lives to mix) but I think it’d be fun if someone had ever been to Essos somewhere between 15-10 years ago, and they crossed paths there, or something.

#rfms.intro #BIOGRAPHY || pick a god & pray #this is very long and very a mess #i don't even know how to tldr; this #imagine a mix of petyr baelish (book!petyr b/c he was actually acknowledged to be quite popular among people) and arya stark mebbe?#in the body of jaime lannister #....i think this made it worse actually

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