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kyuremking · 7 months

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This is for @catofadifferentcolor inspired by its amazing fem! jon snow bunnies which is a guilty pleasure of mine.

And I promised a fem! Jon x Hightower, so here I go.

I have three ideas of how the thing might go:

1.-Soulmark

2.-fem!Jon disguises herself as a man to study at the Citadel.

3.-Princess fem!jon desires freedom from the oppressive life in the Red Keep, knowing that her father will never allow her to travel North she heads South.

Commonalities of all ideas:

fem!jon name is Jonna(this may change).

All ideas start before canon.

The name of fem!jon's couple is Hugor Hightower and Sam is his "squire" more like Hugor's right hand man.

Friendship between Jonna and Satin, Sam as well as Alleras.

Exploration of the faith of the Seven.

The Hightowers seeking information of magic and omens about the White Walkers.

The dragon eggs of Jonna and her future children are from Silverwind and the eggs come from the Red Lake where the dragon made her lair at the end of the Dance of the Dragons.(That is unless Cannibal makes an appearance).

I explain the three ideas here below:

1.- Soul Marks

The Old and New Gods decide to unite Jonna Snow the bastard of Lord Eddard Stark with Hugor Hightower, grandson of the current lord of House Hightower, Lord Leyton Hightower.

This one is very much inspired by Bequeathed from Pale Estates by Author376 which is possibly the best fem!jon fic ever written.

But I feel like anything I would write would be a bad copy and so I'm not too excited about this one.

From the beginning it's all about the Hightower's looking for hints of the others.

Jonna is forced to bear the heavy burden of how to manage a house like the Hightowers(luckily she has help) as she is the future mistress of this house as well as adapting to the south, its customs and religion one that she has always shunned as that was her stepmother's domain.(This however helps her prepare for when she is queen).

Bran travels with Jonna to the south as Hugor's squire, the rest of the Starks stay in the North at least at first.

(This one is undecided)Shireen joins the traveling party at Dragonstone because it is believed that a cure has been found at the Citadel or at least they are close to finding it. Patchface soon dies.

The traveling party goes by ship and accidentally attend Daenerys' wedding with Khal Drogo. Hugor murders Jorah at the wedding to cleanse the honor of the North and the Hightower (Shireen poses as a Florent if she goes with them on the voyage).

Brienne becomes Shireen's handmaiden. So that she has a protector in places where the men cannot go.

Lots of exploration of the Faith of the Seven.

Tyrell and Hightower being family and acting like it. Jonna realizing that the Starks and the Tyrells are more alike than she will ever admit.

Olenna thinks Jonna looks like the Targaryens and dismisses that thought immediately as absurd and that her eyesight is failing. It doesn't take well to realize that she figured it out before anyone else and can't rub it in the others' faces.

Prophecy of Azor Ahai reimagined using the old gods and the faith of the Seven as drivers and a bit of Valyrian sacrifices.

Good Aegon/young Griff. I'm not sure about Daenerys.

Jonna and Hugor have two children before the war against the Others the rest come after.

For now that's what I have for this idea.

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2.- fem!Jon disguises herself as a man to study at the Citadel.

Jonna calls herself Jon. She left Winterfell because she felt there would be no future for her if she always stayed under the protection of her father and Robb.

She studies medicine and languages mostly to be able to go to Essos someday and make money there.

Together with Sam and Alleras she discovers the cure for the greyscales.

She stays away from Hugor as she fears he will discover her secret and cast her out. However they are not able to stay away for long almost as if fate or a certain raven manipulated destiny to bring them together.

Many think that Jonna is Lord Dayne's bastard son whom he does not want around so that he does not threaten the status of his son Edric.

Exploration of the Citadel.

Road trip throughout Westeros in search of omens about the Others by mandate of Lord Leyton Hightower. A certain person may birth dragons during the course of this or encounter Cannibal.

Prophecy of Azor Ahai reimagined using the Old Gods and the faith of the Seven as drivers and a bit of Valyrian sacrifices.

Well Aegon/young Griff. Not sure about Daenerys.

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Princess fem!jon desires freedom from the oppressive life in the Red Keep, knowing that her father will never allow her to travel north she heads south.

Targaryen Drama

Nobody expects Cannibal

The moment Jonna leaves the capital things start to get crazy, thank goodness she got out of there.

It's basically Jonna and Hugor having their slow romance while King's Landing is in flames.

#asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #game of thrones #house stark #jon snow #fem!jon snow #female jon snow #house hightower #asoiaf fic #house targaryen #samwell tarly #leyton hightower

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catofadifferentcolor · 6 months

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Terrible Fic Idea #72: Game of Thrones, but make it Ptolemaic

There's something fascinating about the way the Ptolemys took over Egypt following the death of Alexander the Great - sure, anyone can conquer, but it takes an interesting mind to look around for ways to legitimate their rule and fall on sibling marriage as the solution. Yes, it was common among certain royal dynasties, but the Macedonian Greeks, from whom the Ptolemys descended, despised it. I would love a snapshot into how that first sibling marriage came to be.

It was this in mind I stumbled upon the idea for my next terrible fic idea: What if Jon and Robb were not of age with each other?

Aka: The Weirwood Queen Fic

Just imagine it:

Everything follows canon, with two exceptions: 1) Lyanna dies giving birth to a daughter at the Tower of Joy. Ned names the girl after their favorite Great-Aunt, Jocelyn; and 2) Catelyn loses the child she conceives on her wedding night.

(Robb is still born, but his birth date and the birth dates of all the other Stark children are pushed back two years.)

Now, it is one thing to return from war with a bastard when your wife has just given birth to a legitimate heir; it is quite another thing to return from war with a bastard after she miscarried. For this reason Ned choses to pass Jocelyn off as his brother Brandon's bastard daughter with Ashara Dayne.

Jocelyn's childhood is similar in many ways to canon, but not. Without her "twin" or any trueborn siblings to draw attention away, most of the castle dotes on young Jocelyn. Even once her cousins are born, Jocelyn remains the oldest of the lot, filled with the confidence that a child only has when they know they are loved. She loves her cousins in turn, but with the age gap they're never quite as close as canon, and she's more nursemaid for the younger ones than a playmate.

Catleyn, of course, loathes her, and begs for her to be sent away - which she eventually is. But instead of sending Jocelyn to the Silent Sisters, or across the sea, or marrying her off to a loyal man-at-arms stationed on the edge of Stark lands... Ned accepts widowed Rickard Karstark's offer for Jocelyn's hand. He's a loyal bannerman whose family has often wed Stark bastards and was notorious for his care and devotion to his first wife. It is the best Ned can do for her.

And so Jocelyn becomes the second Lady Karstark, which is awkward, as her stepsons are quite a bit older than her and her stepdaughter Alys is only six months younger, but Jocelyn thrives as a lady of a Northern House. Her husband is kind enough and largely allows her to run the house as she will, which is as best as she could have hoped for in a marriage.

By the time King Robert rides north two years later than canon, Jocelyn has given birth to a son, Brandon, and is pregnant with a daughter, Lyanna.

Canon continues apace, if somewhat delayed. Ned becomes hand of the king and loses his head. The North rises up, names Robb King in the North... and Rickard's sons Torrhen and Edward are killed by Jaime Lannister, for which Rickard kills two hostages. Robb still choses to execute Rickard Karstark.

Meanwhile, Jocelyn has been rallying forces to take Winterfell back from the Greyjoy's in the North. She succeeds, only to learn within the week that her cousin has made her a widow.

Jocelyn quietly rages. She'd never loved her husband, but she'd been fond of him. It's the hypocrisy that gets her most - because the Starks have always put family first, but she's known from the beginning that some family counts more than others, otherwise Ned would have never killed her uncle Arthur, or led her mother Ashara to throw herself off a tower, or allowed his son to think it fitting to kill her husband while they knew Jocelyn was preparing to take back his home for him.

And so what you have is Jocelyn continuing to rule Winterfell in her cousin's name but largely acting on her own, never outright ignoring Robb's commands while he's still alive but following the letter rather than the spirit of the order.

This continues for some time, with Jocelyn Queen of the North in all but name after the Red Wedding - holding off the Boltons and the Greyjoys - and gaining the respect of the North.

Into this enter Bran (as played by the Three-Eyed Raven) and baby Rickon.

After four or five years of playing Regent for Sansa, still held hostage in King's Landing, the last thing Jocelyn wants to do is give up power to her thirteen year of cousin who 1) spent the last five years beyond the Wall, letting her do all the hard work of ruling and 2) has no idea what the political situation is in the North. Most of the Northern lords feel similarly and insist Bran and Jocelyn wed, if only so Jocelyn can continue what she's been doing while Bran learns the ropes.

Jocelyn is even less happy about this, but goes along with it in name only, sleeping in a separate part of the castle.

This goes on for about two years, Bran making all sorts of subtle attempts to undermine Jocelyn's rule that - if they'd succeeded - would only have destabilized the North. Jocelyn is gearing up to have him declared addled by his trip beyond the Wall when she catches Bran - or, rather, the Three-Eyed Raven - trying to jump ship into Jocelyn's son seven-year-old son, Brandon Karstark, who with his Targaryen and Stark blood would make a better host.

Explaining to her bannermen just why she murdered her second husband is a challenge, but the evidence - that he was trying to kill her son - is rather irrefutable. Unfortunately, it leaves her in the same position as before, this time having to marry her her ten-year-old cousin Rickon to continue ruling the North.

Through all of this, it should be clear Jocelyn is doing this less out of desire for personal power - though there is a glimmer of that, especially when certain lords demand she give up her regency to man - then desire to stabilize the North. Ned and Robb had gone south, and it had nearly cost the North everything. All Jocelyn wants to do is keep the madness consuming the south from infecting the North too.

Meanwhile, Daenerys and Young Griff have joined forces in Essos, married, and begun their reconquest of Westeros. Amid the chaos, they succeed brilliantly.

They leave the North for last, attempt to replay the submission of Torrhen, but in a much weaker position than The Conqueror was - they have dragons, but winter is setting in and their martial might is largely exhausted by a decade of warfare. Regardless, Jocelyn tells Rickon to bend the knee, realizing the North can't survive on its own for long. For this they get many concessions - a break in taxes, the title of Prince of the North, and the betrothal of the Dany and Young Griff's son and daughter to Jocelyn's children Lyanna and Brandon Karstark respectively.

Jocelyn continues to rule the North, largely without the input of her third husband, who after his majority largely spends his time in Dany and Young Griff's ongoing military campaigns - putting down rebellions throughout their empire, pirates in the Stepstones, and the like - until he is killed crossing a river in Essos. The title of Prince of the North falls to Jocelyn's son, Brandon Karstark, who drops the Kar from his name and rules well - with the help of his mother.

Bonuses include: 1) Jocelyn never expressing anything other than familial fondness for any of her husbands, never sleeping with the second two, and largely being presented as an aromantic asexual who because of societal expectations forces herself to try to have romantic/sexual feelings for her first husband, fails, and then keeps her second two firmly in the baby cousins category; 2) An exploration of family dynamics in Westeros - specifically, what it means to be on the outside looking in as a bastard and knowing that your uncle and cousin don't seem to count the death of your mother, mother's brother, or husband as kinslaying, and being a woman allowed to hold the reins of power while the men are away and being expected to turn everything over to the first male claimant who shows up after you've done all the hard work; 3) The Three-Eyed Raven putting on a masterclass of how to be subtly creepy enough to cause everyone around him to think they're imagining things, when in reality it's worse than they imagined, and having been working even beyond the Wall to help bring about the Targaryen Restoration; 4) No one ever suspecting Jocelyn as being Rhaegar's daughter, and historians using the Valeryian looks her children have with their Targaryen spouses as proof Young Griff was really Prince Aegon; and 5) An exploration of the North, its traditions, and its religion, with Jocelyn somewhat inadvertently bringing about a revival of the last two through her desire to Damnatio Memoriae her late and unlamented Aunt Catelyn.

And that's all I have. I suppose its not as ptolemaic as it could be, but I was thinking of Cleopatra VII and her marriages to her two younger brothers as I wrote it, so. As always, feel free to adopt this plot bunny, just link back if you ever do anything with it.

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kitcat22 · 6 months

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Winona Ryder as Jo March is my favourite female Jon Snow fancast.

#asoiaf #game of thrones #jon snow #female jon snow #fem!jon snow #genderbend #fancast #asoiaf fancast

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ladylookslikeadude1 · 1 year

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ok but Doran convinces Obreyn not to kill Lyarra bc this must be the gods way to give them the chance to get revenge for Elia

you know since they have a direct and valid claim to the throne

I...may have a soft spot for Oberyn Martell, which is probably very obvious here.

Lyarra had been genuinely surprised that Oberyn hadn’t dragged her out of the birthing bed, but perhaps he still had some affection for her despite the fact that she was the daughter of the woman he hated more than anything. But when the Maester declared her healed enough to walk, he guided her to a meeting with Doran.

Which was another surprise-she’d expected to be forced to answer for the crimes of her parent’s in front of more people than just Oberyn and Doran. Even the Sand Snakes were absent, and they were rarely far from their father’s side. Oberyn finally seemed to understand her hesitance, and his firm grip on her gentled, his hand sliding to her wrist where her soulmark rested. “You are my soulmate, my wife, and the mother of my children. I could no more harm you than I could have Elia. I swear that you have nothing to fear from me, Lyarra.”

She let out a slow, shaky breath. “I-You have my thanks, husband, for making that clear. I would make a liar of myself if I said there was no fear involved.”

Doran leaned forward, his expression fond as he watched the two of them. “We want vengeance and justice for Elia, Lyarra, but not at your expense.” He paused. “However. You are the last living direct heir to the throne, and you have two babes of your own now as well. We are in a…unique position, with our current options.”

Lyarra knew exactly what he was saying. They could say that, by right of blood, the throne was hers. What better revenge on those who had murdered Elia and her babes-and the man who’d laughed when he saw the slaughtered children-than a Prince of Dorne and his wife taking the throne?

At any other point in her life, Lyarra would have probably said no. They would have been disappointed, but they would have found another way for Elia’s justice.

However.

Sansa had married Prince Joffrey just a few moons ago, and her letters had made it clear that the little best was hurting her. It was said very carefully of course-everything Sansa did was careful-but it was clear as glass for someone who’d grown up beside her. “Promise me,” she murmured, “That Sansa and any children that monster has gotten on her will be safe.”

Doran exhaled sharply. “Monster?” He asked grimly.

Lyarra nodded. “She couches it in delicate language, but I know her. I know how she writes. I know what she means.” And they might have developed a code as girls, something fun that they could giggle over before Lady Catelyn had started to create a divide between them. But that wasn’t something she would share.

“We don’t hurt little girls in Dorne,” Oberyn murmured. “No harm shall come to her or any children, I swear it.”

Lyarra nodded. “Very well.”

From a bastard to Princess of Dorne to a future Queen. Who would have expected her to rise so high?

#game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #game of thrones fanfiction #my writing #my fanfiction #female jon snow #jon snow/oberyn martell #writing prompt answers #ladylookslikeadudeanswers

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princessnysar · 11 months

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Lady Lynara Snow “Visenya Targaryen” , daughter of prince Rhaegar and Lady Lyanna

#house targaryen #house stark #Rhaegar Targaryen #lyanna stark #visenya targaryen #visenya snow #lynara snow #jon snow #FEMALE JON SNOW

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serikkun · 16 days

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[Fic] Aegon VI/f!Jon - Iron

Title: Iron Rating: T Words: 434 Ships: Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia)/Female Jon Snow Characters: Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia), Visenya Targaryen (female Jon Snow) Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions and References of Blood, Implied Character Death, Tragedy Summary: The taste of iron, wet and warm, fills his mouth and Aegon spits the blood out as every muscle in his body flexes, stinging, straining, and screaming. Author's Note: This piece uses a three-card tarot spread for story prompts. The cards are Ten of Coins (set-up), reversed Six of Coins (crossroads), and Two of Coins (outcome).

AO3 LINK: Dragon Drabbles - Chapter 10

#asoiaf #asoiaf fanfic #game of thrones #aegon son of elia #jon snow #female jon snow #aegon x jon #seri writes

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coline7373 · 9 months

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#photomanipulation #please dont judge me #im super wasted #what #its summer #i do wat i want #got #visenya targaryen #fem!jon #female jon snow #here she is for all your targaryen-look lover and fem!jon fanfic makerw #where she's such a dramatic bitch she's unrecognisable as jon #fun to image though #or i wiundlnt be here #its gonna be embarassing in the morning #i can tell

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nynaeve-mashiara · 1 year

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Snippet of an ASoIaF fic I am writing. The pertinent details are that Rickard survived the Rebellion, Lyanna bore a daughter, Ashara agreed to claim the girl as the twin to her and Brandon's stillborn Lyarra Sand, Robert legitimized Alysanne unprovoked, and the great and good of the realm are currently in King's Landing celebrating first the marriage of Prince Joffrey to Margaery Tyrell, and then Princess Myrcella's marriage to Lord Stark's fourth son, Edwyle.

“I have wanted to hear your take on the Dance of the Dragons, Lady Alysanne. Several Maesters have claimed it was the start of the downfall of the Targaryen dynasty.” Lord Tyrion said.

Lord Willas smiled slightly; they had bonded over his library, when they guested Highgarden for his wedding to dear Sansa. It smarted still, to be so removed from the woman who was more a sister than a cousin. Willas and she had continued their philosophical debates by letter since.

“As I see it, there are several points in history where, had people made different choices, the Targaryen dynasty might not have flittered out. The Dance was not the start, but it was if not the point of no return, at least the most apparent.” She said without looking up from her embroidery.

“Do tell, Alysanne.” Willas said, refilling her goblet with Arbor Gold.

“The last was my father’s murder. Had he not been burned alive by the Mad King, the Rebellion might have been avoided. Rhaegar would needs must be punished and Aerys deposed, but Aegon could have ruled. Have at least Prince Doran and Lord Lannister on his regent’s council, with perhaps also the late Lord Arryn. Lord Baratheon as well, perhaps, and then also a Northerner. An odd number, to forestall a tie.” She said, pausing to take a sip of the wine. It was sweeter than she preferred her wines to be, yet it wet the throat all the same.

“Not Rhaegar’s kidnapping of your aunt?” Stannis asked, brow furrowed.

“It would of course have been for the best if it had never occurred, but I do believe it could have been salvaged. The murder of the heir to a Lord Paramount was the final nail in the coffin. Then he demanded the heads of his father and both his brothers.” She said, tying off her red thread and reaching for the black. “The one preceding it was the tragedy at Summerhall, eradicating all but one branch of the family. Duncan denouncing his rights as heir to wed Jenny of Oldstones before that again. Maester Aemon being sent to the Citadel, by oath removing him from the succession, meaning the throne went to his younger brother, Aegon the Unlikely. Aegon the Unworthy legitimizing his bastards on his deathbed might have forestalled the Blackfyre Rebellions. If not, it would certainly have made Daemon Blackfyre’s cause more difficult.”

“You have given this a lot of thought.” Tyrion said, raising his brows.

“My lord grandfather finds it a useful tool of instruction, to study the conflicts of the past and theorize as to how it could have been avoided. He usually uses conflicts from the North, but it is a way of seeing history I cannot easily lay aside.” She said, popping a small pie in her mouth, dropping one down Ghost’s maw while she chewed, and flushing it down with a large gulp of wine. “Baelor the Blessed refusing to sire children, he could have remarried after he dissolved his marriage to Daena the Defiant. Had he a son, Aegon the Unworthy would not have inherited. Preceding that is of course the Dance.”

“That is quite the list, Lady Alysanne.” Stannis said, folding his hands. “I would not have expected such well reasoned an analysis from even the most studious lord.”

“I have two left, Lord Baratheon.” She said, her light voice masking her reprimand.

“And what preceded Rhaenyra’s attempted usurpation of her brother the king?” he asked, raising one brow.

“Aegon was the usurper, Lord Baratheon. Rhaenyra was Princess of Dragonstone in her own right, and the Lords of the Realm had sworn to uphold her claim. As House Stark and the North did.”

“A son inherits before a daughter, even if they are born from different wives.” Tyrion said. “That is the law.”

“A law his predecessor codified and promptly broke. Viserys himself was heir by king’s choice; why should it be different simply because he chose a woman? Had he wished for Aegon to be his successor, he would have granted him Dragonstone. Or decreed that Rhaenyra would keep Dragonstone, either for life to then revert to the heir to the throne, or to hand down to her heir. He should then have absolved the lords of their oaths to Rhaenyra and proclaimed Aegon as his heir.” She said, starting on the black wolf that were to curl around the Martell sun, biting the spear. “All who had sworn for Rhaenyra, yet supported Aegon, were oathbreakers. If Aegon was intended to be his heir, it was terrible statecraft, and doomed to lead to conflict.”

“A son inherits; always. The succession is set.” Stannis said.

“Certainly, the king��s wishes have nothing to do with the line of succession or the holdings of his family. His Grace marked you his heir until he had a child of his own, when he made you Lord of Dragonstone. It is the only way granting Storm’s End to Lord Renly makes sense as anything but a grave insult.” She said, blinking at him through her lashes in a way she hoped seemed guileless.

Tyrion considered her while trying to hide a smirk by taking a drink of his goblet. Willas sent her an incredulous look. Stannis clenched his jaw so hard she worried he might crack a tooth.

“I assume the first action that set the course for House Targaryen was Maegor’s usurpation of his nephew?” Willas asked, reaching out to scratch Ghost between the ears.

“Aye, Maegor the Cruel. A moniker well deserved. I wonder at anyone reusing the name.”

“A well reasoned list, my lady.” Stannis said, having loosened his jaw enough to talk. “I might not agree with all of your reasoning…”

“What is the last point?” Tyrion asked.

Stannis sent him a venomous look.

“What do you mean, the last point?” he demanded.

“The Lady Alysanne said there were two points in history before the Dance of the Dragons, that lead to the downfall of House Targaryen as Kings of Westeros. Maegor was a right horror, but I imagine she does not count the usurpation and the kinslaying as separate actions. The second must logically follow from the first if he wished to keep the throne.”

“The second major point, as I see it, in the downfall of House Targaryen, was an action taken by the Targaryen king thought by many to be the greatest of the dynasty. Jaehaerys the Conciliator struck a blow to his legacy the day he chose Baelon as his heir, after Aemon took a crossbow bolt to the neck.” Alysanne said, nodding down at her embroidery. The first paw was finished, balancing on the butt of the spear. She would finish all the black, before adding several hues of grey. Else it would resemble one of the shadow beasts the priest of R’Hllor preached of, the one in Braavos who had been so drawn to Ghost’s snow-white form.

“Baelon was the natural choice.” Stannis said.

She looked up from her embroidery, meeting his gaze through her lashes.

“Is that so, Lord Baratheon?” she asked. “Certainly, Prince Doran will be delighted, that his son and three grandchildren will no longer need to freeze their toes of in Winterfell. Quentyn might be miffed, after spending the four years we have been wed acclimatizing to the chill of a Northern summer. But if it is only right for a brother to inherit before a daughter, I am more useful as my husband’s wife in Sunspear, or my mother’s daughter in Starfall. Aunt Alyria will be delighted to shuffle off the duties of the lady of the household, as Cousin Edric is yet unwed.”

“I did not mean to imply you were not the rightful heir to Winterfell, Lady Alysanne.”

“Yet you did.” She said, fastening the tail of her thread. “Furthermore, you implied your own daughter should not be your heir. If only men can inherit, House Baratheon is at an impasse, as your next generation consists of two girls and two boys. Princess Margaery better start popping out boys. I am sure you look forward to being an uncle, Willas.”

“I do, Alysanne, as I am sure you do as well.” Willas said.

“Princess Arianne and Prince Trystane are both yet unwed, and I am unsure whether I would trust any offspring supposedly brought forth from Lyarra.” She said, fastening the tail of her new black thread.

“Being wed has never stopped people from begetting children before.” Tyrion said.

“Being dead does.” She said, glaring at him out of the corner of her eye. “I do consider many of my elder cousins and middle aunts and uncles more siblings than anything. Robb especially is my twin in all but blood, and I do certainly consider Minisa, Jon, and Eddard my niece and nephews.”

A Stark man-at-arms had walked up to them as they bickered, and now lent down to whisper in Stannis’s ear.

“I am curious, Lady Alysanne, about which of your children is currently Princess Arianne’s heir.” Tyrion said, pouring himself a new goblet of wine.

“Little Bran, as the third-born. Torrhen is mine, and Elia is Cousin Edric’s, as she is the younger twin. If Cousin Edric sires legitimate children before Princess Arianne does, Elia becomes her heir.” She said, rotating her embroidery one way and her head the other, to see if that made it any clearer.

“I am afraid I must leave you, my lords, my lady, the Lord Hand requires a meeting with me.” Stannis said as he rose.

“Give Uncle Ned my regards, if you please, Lord Baratheon.” She said, looking up and sending him a small smile.

“I will, Lady Alysanne.” He said, before striding off, trailing the Stark man-at-arms and his own two retainers.

Willas gazed after him.

“Do you think he is aware of just what he implied, when he insisted Prince Baelon was the rightful heir, and not Princess Rhaenys?” he asked.

“That he does not consider Myrcella part of the line of succession?” Tyrion asked. “Or that he gravely insulted the heir to the North by implying it is her uncle and not she who is the rightful heir?”

“Lord Baratheon is neither the first nor the last to imply Uncle Ned should be The Stark after my lord grandfather.” Alysanne said, starting on the tail of the wolf. “I am a legitimized female half-Dornish bastard, I am unsure whether there could be more factors working against me as the future Lady Stark regnant. My concerns align more with Willas’s, about Princess Myrcella and her future children. Overmorrow, she will be my good-aunt, and her children will be my cousins.”

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empressofmankind · 11 months

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Remember that sketch of Euron playing the accordion? I figured I do another sketch for the same fic on the other page, featuring something I am not remotely as confident at: kids.

So, have a complicated picture of Euron's A+ parenting involving taking a nine-year-old that can't swim (Dany) and a ten-year-old that'll crawl into every flood crevice in sight (Joan, i.e. Jon) to a tide beach. And just. Not paying attention.

#i mean #he got one of their kids killed already #loren do something #sea dragons is such shitshow and its all his fault #euron #euron greyjoy #house greyjoy #deanerys targaryen #female jon snow #dany deserves friends #and i just find it funny how biased she is into liking Joans parents because she wants parents so badly herself #also shes nine what does she know #servants that disappear is kinda weird but its so nice to be told your name is pretty and that youll do great things!#her bar is on the ground ngl #a saga of bears & lions #imperial art farts #asoiaf #asoiaf fanart

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unseentravler · 1 year

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Tage of the day

#ao3 #ao3 tags #ao3 funny #ao3 stuff #jon snow #female jon snow #day 157 #tod

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kyuremking · 6 months

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Family tree of my fem!jon x hightower.

I'm not rested enough to explain everything so I hope it looks good.

The green ones have the surname Hightower, the rest are from other houses.

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#asoiaf #house hightower #jon snow #jon snow x oc #female jon snow #house stark

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catofadifferentcolor · 6 months

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Terrible Fic Idea #72: Game of Thrones, but make it rags to riches

For all being a bastard in Westeros is not ideal, being the acknowledged natural son of the Warden of the North is a pretty good life. Sure, your food and clothing may not be as good as your trueborn siblings and your stepmother may hate you, but it could very easily be worse. As with many things, the wealth gap makes a difference here too.

So naturally I thought: why not take that all away? Or: What if a female Jon Snow was raised by her mother's maid?

Aka: The People's Queen Fic

Just imagine it:

Lyanna is just that much more stubborn than canon. She manages to grin and bear it through the first few hours of labor, giving no sign to her captors she's about to give birth. She calls for her maid - Myria Sand, a Dornish woman only a few months older than herself - only when the urge to push becomes too much.

She gives birth in silence to a daughter, biting back all her screams until her lips and tongue are bloody. Even if it wasn't clear Lyanna had lost too much blood, she wants better than what Rhaegar had planned for the babe. Lyanna urges her maid to take the child and escape.

Ned arrives at the Tower of Joy to find the remaining Kingsguard burying his sister. Thinking they killed her to hide their prince's secret, he flies into such a rage his bannermen would later say it was as if the spirit of Brandon overtook him. He takes his sister's bones north without ever learning of the child she carried.

Meanwhile, Myria gets as far from the Tower of Joy as possible. She has no idea who the lady in the tower was, only that she was being held against her will and her captors called her Lya. She names Lya's daughter Lynesse, thinking the names are similar enough to honor the woman she barely knew, but who gave everything to protect her child, and eventually finds her way to Oldtown.

Myria takes up service at the Scribe's Hearth and raises Lynesse as her own. It's a hard life, but it's loving, and several of the apprentices dote on little Lynesse, passing her sweets and teaching her to read and draw and do sums.

One of those apprentices is another Dornish bastard, Olyvar - a man a little older than Myria whose father, Nymor Lyons, is a minor lord sworn to House Uller - who has earned six iron links studying bladesmithing. He ends up leaving the Citadel to become a swordsmith in Oldtown and marries Myria in the middle of the Greyjoy Rebellion. He never treats Lynesse as anything other than his own.

Life gets a little less hard after that, but it's still hard work. Lynesse helps as she can as she grows older, but in the end its her drawings - including beautiful, functional designs for hilts - that end up getting attention, especially after her stepfather starts incorporating them into his work.

Meanwhile, canon proceeds apace elsewhere. Jon Arryn dies, Ned Stark is beheaded, the War of Five Kings rages. Prince Oberyn is killed by the Mountain... and Olyvar's father, who was part of Oberyn's retinue, tries to kill the Mountain in revenge. This goes poorly, leaving Olyvar's aging grandfather, Lord Lyons, without an heir. Lacking other options, he recalls Olyvar home and starts training him for the position.

Olyvar is not a bad student, merely disinterested in things that aren't swords. Lynesse, however, eagerly soaks up everything that her grandfather has to teach - though her main interest will always be in drawing and sculpture.

After a few month's preparation, Olyvar and his family are presented to Prince Doran. It is a Cinderella moment without a glass slipper.

Doran takes one look at Lynesse, sees Stark, and the wheels in his head start turning so fast they smoke.

His son Quentyn takes one look at Lynesse and falls into immediate lust, but is gentlemen enough to realize that his attentions make her uncomfortable and so leaves off his flirtations fairly quickly. They end up falling into a conversation about blade design through the known world - and, somewhat amazingly given their backgrounds, end the event as friends.

Doran encourages Quentyn's friendship with Lynesse and suggests to Lord Lyons that his granddaughter might benefit from time spent in the Lady Myrcella's retinue. Meanwhile, Doran has his agents start researching Lynesse's background - and what he finds surpasses his wildest dreams.

But while that plays out, the War of Five Kings continues. It's less major battle and more general chaos, with rule of law stretching only so far as each local lord cares to hold it. Dorne is an island of peace amid the storm and is waiting for the moment Daenerys makes landfall.

No one is more surprised than Quentyn when he's told to go to Dragonstone and present Lynesse as the queen's niece - except for perhaps Lynesse herself. Daenerys is suspicious at first, but the evidence is convincing - and, more importantly, a female relative is less threatening to her claim to the throne and thus can be safely considered family. Once they get over the awkwardness, they become fast friends.

Daenerys carries out her reconquest of Westeros and is eventually crowned Queen. Lynesse remains her heir until such time as she has children of her own... which seems less and less likely as time goes on.

When Dany dies in her 40s after a riding accident, Lynesse is crowned queen of the Seven Kingdoms. She is, perhaps not as powerful a ruler as Dany, but she is competent and fair and aware of her own limitations, and surrounds herself with good advisors. The commonfolk adore her, and for this and her childhood she is often called The People's Queen.

Bonuses include: 1) A slow burn romance between Quentyn and Lynesse. This should characterized by immediate lust on Quentyn's part which turns into genuine love and affection as he gets to know Lynesse over the course of two or three years. His attentions should make Lynesse uncomfortable from the start, but his efforts not to pressure her are a pleasant change after years of being a nothing more than a pretty bastard. Her feelings for Quentyn grow slowly, and its not until Dany suggests she marry Willas Tyrell to secure the Reach that Lynesse realizes she's in love with her best friend; 2) A lot of emphasis on what it's like to grow up as one of the common folk, without the advantages being a lord's bastard might grant. This should continue to a lesser degree after Myria and Olyvar marry, but still be a lingering presence in the back of Lynesse's mind well into Dany's reconquest; 3) Swords. Just everything there is to know about bladesmithing, complete with Olyver's attempts to recreate Valyerian steel. He never quite succeeds even with access to dragons, but comes up with a variant of Toledo steel during the reconquest (called Lyons steel) that makes his house very wealthy; and 4) Lynesse always considering Myria and Olyvar her true parents, and honoring them above all others.

And that's all I have. As always, feel free to adopt this bun, just link back to me if you do.

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adanceofdumbasses · 1 year

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#as stars at dawn #got au #asoiaf dragon #asad!au #game of thrones au #female jon snow #fem! jon snow #fem!jon

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ladylookslikeadude1 · 1 year

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ok so game of thrones,,, fem!jon x obreyn soulmate au

they find out about jon's true parentage because their first children (a boy and girl twins) are targaryen blonde

Nice! FYI, the name I chose for Fem!Jon is Lyarra, just so no one gets confused reading!

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Staring down at the babes resting peacefully on her chest, Lyarra Snow understood that her life as she knew it was about to be thrown into turmoil. She was the spitting image of Lyanna Stark, and Oberyn was dark-haired and dark-eyed as well-there was no reason for the silver hair of her babes, nor the lilac eyes she’d glimpsed just briefly.

No reason but one. Outside of the North, she’d gathered more information about the Rebellion, and she’d realized that the timing of her birth and Ned Stark’s timeline of events didn’t…quite add up. Especially when, although outside of Dorne was well believed Ashara Dayne threw herself from the tower due to her brother’s death, it was well known inside Dorne that it was due to the death of her babe.

Oberyn and Doran dismissed all rumors of Lyarra’s mother being Ashara quickly, stating that it must be a Northern maid or even one from Kings Landing or the Vale of Arryn. But Lyarra knew all too well that neither of those options fit with the timeline either-and if all possible mothers were dismissed, there was only one other option. Ned Stark wasn’t her father.

Hearing the door to her birthing chamber open, Lyarra raised her head and watched Oberyn stare at the silvery heads laid upon her breast. He may be her soulmate, but his vitriol toward Lyanna Stark had never diminished. “Well husband,” she murmured finally. “I believe we know who my mother is. And my father. Which I'd not thought was in doubt, but here we are nonetheless.”

Dorne did not hurt little girls, but Lyarra was a little girl no longer. Oberyn’s gaze finally rose from the babes at her breast, and when she met his dark eyes, all Lyarra knew was dread.

#Game of Thrones #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #game of thrones fanfiction #asoiaf fanfiction #my writing #my fanfiction #jon snow/oberyn martell #female jon snow #writing prompt answers #ladylookslikeadudeanswers

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ohnoitsmyra · 2 years

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uh so this is my lil fanfic i wrote! im way better at drawing but im excited about where this fic is going

if any of u wanna beta a bit that would be lovely, ive got some choices i need to make lmao

#asoiaf #got #fanfic #female jon snow #oberyn martell

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llonelygoddess · 7 months

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Yandere House Stark Headcanons

A/N: I ended up not doing Bran and Rickon only because I wanted to get this out sooner rather than later and they were a little difficult to write for. If you'd like to see headcanons for them I can definitely make another post for them, just let me know.

Let's say you are a low born person looking for refuge in Winterfell after your village was sacked by Wildlings. You had hoped to find some tavern to hold up in or even a brothel, but unbeknownst to you the Stark family kept an eye on newcomers. When they received news of your arrival, they requested your presence. It was only to talk about the possibility of nearby Wildlings, but when YOU showed up beaten and scared for your life- how could they not offer their Stark hospitality?

This is where the yandere tendencies begin.

Ned Stark, as a yandere, is protective and definitely has a savior complex. He's an honorable and just man that can't help but bring home strays, so when he sees you it's like finding Jon all over again. A deep sense of responsibility comes over him and he knows in that moment that you are just as much his as any of his kids. From that day forward he assigns a room for you in the castle and a handmaiden to keep you company, not that you'll be needing it. The family of course is shocked at his sudden interest, but they all love to see him happy and nothing makes him more happy than seeing you taken care of.

Now Catelyn is initially worried that Ned has taken a romantic interest in you, but when she sees the way you both interact she understands the fatherly bond he is trying to create very similar to his own kids. It didn't take long for her to fall into her own yandere tendencies; checking in on you in the mornings, making prayer wheels even when you're not sick, helping in the kitchen to make sure your food was perfect ( and not poisoned). She takes her role as your surrogate mother very seriously,sometimes to the extent of watching you sleep or ordering guards to discreetly watch over you and report back. Her biggest worry is that you'll be taken away from them so she takes extra precautions to keep you safe.

Robb is head over heels for you instantly. Man is down bad. Much like his father, Robb has a savior complex and finds himself wanting to be YOUR savior always. He does this by training extra hard with Jon, keeping an eye on you at all times, and giving threatening looks to any man or woman who gets too close to you. He doesn’t mean to scare away any potential friends but he does mean to scare away potential lovers. He couldn’t bear to see you with anyone outside the family, and even then he has a sword up his butt about it.

On the other hand, Jon takes a while to warm up to you. He loves his family and is vicious to outsiders who could harm them. Eventually, seeing how you interact with everyone makes him a tad jealous. Not of you, but of his family and how easily they can approach you. I definitely see Jon as an overprotective/stalker yandere with strong jealous tendencies that make him beg for your approval. He finds himself wherever you are, lurking in the background, waiting for the right moment to catch you alone. Jon feels like himself around you and the more time you spend together the more addicted to your presence he becomes.

Theon is hands down THE worshiper of the group. It's a hot take for sure but as a yandere, I see Theon's insecurities and fears taking over, slightly similar to reek!Theon. He sees you as a deity, above the Lords and Ladies, even above the King/Queen themself. If it were up to him he'd be the one giving you your meals, running your baths, standing by your side as guard. He cherishes your very presence and hopes one day you'll see his never ending loyalty to you and only you.

Sansa is very quiet about her obsession, you almost couldn't tell. She's the perfect friend, always sitting next to you at meals, gossiping about the Lords and Lady's of court, and helping you stock your wardrobe. Whatever hobby you choose to pick up, she's always there to praise you in your efforts and guide you in whatever way she can. She especially loves teaching you how to embroider as it's her specialty. It was all but normal until you came upon her private journal filled with both your names in beautiful cursive surrounded by hearts. You begin to notice the closeness she silently demands, eyeing everyone else to stay away. You see the way she longingly watches you from afar when you choose to spend time with anyone else. And your dresses, that you both so carefully picked out, seem to have a little embroidered "SS" on the nape of your neck.

Arya sees you as her golden older sibling, the one who can do no wrong. She is constantly dragging you around Winterfell - riding horses and trying to shoot arrows (and failing lol). She finds comfort within you, the only person who doesn't expect anything of her except to be herself. And for that she will never leave your side. Most nights you'll find her trying to sneak into your room to share a bed, but whether she can get past the guards Ned and Catelyn have posted outside your door is another story.

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