👀👀 already very excited for you if! And I will never get tired of a bodyguard/security romance hahaha- all of the ROs seem pretty interesting too!

Thank you! Harry/Harley, Jaime, and Hudson, are at the lower end of angsty for the cast, something to soothe you all when it comes to the others, I’m glad that you like them! I do love some good bodyguard romances!

Thank you for sending this ask!

The Bear and The Maiden Fair

When characters use their prosthetic arm to block weapons in a fight>>>>

(Forgot Bucky)

Hanged man

With his grim face and deep-sunk hollow eyes, Ser Ilyn might have passed for death himself…

totally down for brienne, jaime, myrcella(maybe?), tommen and pod being a happy family on tarth where brienne rules as the evenstar by the end of this (braime is married)

So hard! That he fell down the steps!! He smashed his lantern! He’s on his HANDS AND KNEES! He’s spitting blood! Surrounded by flames!! For insulting Brienne!! 🤭

Jaime:

I think the thing that’s really striking about the got books as opposed to the show is the way Martin never shies away from how physically damaged everyone is left. In the show Tyrion gets a badass scar but in the books he looses half his nose, Briennes teeth are broken and a chunk of her face is literally bitten out. Theon looks like an old man, his body is completely wrecked -

But they’re still not beyond hope. Their stories don’t finish with the horrible things that happen to them, their scars and deformities, they go on, and it’s not pretty and tragic and romantic like a story

And that’s the whole point.

Every single book in the series makes a point about how violence and war is romanticised in literature and history and Martin makes his character a living testament to the reality of war, the ugliness, the trauma, and that depth is just another thing that got glossed over in the show where people stay pretty and everything that made the books special is watered down.

Let your characters be ugly. Let them get hurt. Let them be scarred, and watch them get up anyway.

“How is my wife more badass than me?” with a character of your choosing :)

i am doing this with jaime reyes from blue beetle because i LOVE him and have to write something with him and just like every first writing i have ever written for a character, i'm not sure how i feel about it so i hope you like it love <3

warnings: not proofread, flash!reader, one use of y/n, use of pet names (baby, princesa)

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you don't know how it happened, but you felt on fire for one second, electrified the next, and then you were out.

when you woke up, your body was a weird mixture of sore and energized. you got up to get your phone, but you moved faster than you ever had. faster than was humanly possible.

"what the fuck?" you muttered to yourself as your hands started to tremble. your thumb hit the keys to call the only person you could think of to help you in this situation. your husband.

"hey, i was just about to call you. are you working late at the lab or something?" you pulled your phone away from your face to check the time and your jaw dropped. you were out for three hours. you swore it had only been a dew minutes.

"jaime," you let out shakily. his heart fell to his stomach on the other end of the line. "something's wrong."

"you still at the lab?"

"mhmm."

"i'll be there in two minutes."

the two minutes to you felt like an eternity. you were too scared to move. you felt like you were buzzing, not to mention very tired and hungry.

looking around you, you tried to put the pieces together as to what the hell happened. you remembered it was storming beforehand which was now just a light drizzle. the window nearest to you was broken and its glass shards littered the floor. earlier, you were holding glass vials of chemicals in your hands, but that glass was broken and on the floor too. finally, you looked down at yourself. your lab coat appeared to be both burnt and chemically singed.

"y/n?" jaime called out to you, causing your eyes to snap to the doorway where he stood. you watched his eyes jump around the scene, from the window to the glass on the floor to your destroyed coat. "baby, what happened?"

he took a step toward you, but you held your hand out. "stop," you warned him, "i don't want to hurt you. i- i don't know what i'm capable of right now."

"what do you mean?"

"well, i-" you paused before bolting from where you were to the other side of the room and then back to where you were. "i'm really fast and i feel a lot of energy coursing through me. i don't know what it means. i don't know what i'll do."

jaime took a small step closer to you and you both locked eyes. "i don't think you'll hurt me and even if you did, khaji's got me." he took another step and when you didn't look as frightened as before, he slowly made his way to you and took your hands in his to comfort you. "explain everything you remember to me in detail."

once done with your explanation, he asked you to run around the room so khaji da could inspect you.

"do you realize you can run faster than the speed of light?" jaime shared excitedly. "that's so cool! like, how is my wife more badass than me?"

your hand came up to swat the back of his head. though, his reaction was lessening your worry a fair amount, you were still scared. "jaime, focus."

"right, so i say, for right now, let's just go home since it's so late and i'll make some phone calls to see if we can get you some help, but hey, look at me." jaime paused to place his hands on your cheeks, forcing your focus on him. "this will be okay. trust me, i understand that fear at first. when you have no idea what is going on and all you want to do is get rid of it, but then once you've got it figured out, it starts to become really fun. but, you've got me. you know that, so let's go home. we'll get you something to eat and get you to sleep and then, i'll call some people."

while his speech was heartwarming and gave you some hope, you couldn't help but lean into the despair of it all. "who do you know that can help with this?"

"oh, don't forget, princesa." his voice was sickly sweet before he pecked your lips. "batman owes me a pretty big favor."

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Something rubbed against his leg beneath the table. Jon saw red eyes staring up at him. “Hungry again?” he asked. There was still half a honeyed chicken in the center of the table. Jon reached out to tear off a leg, then had a better idea. He knifed the bird whole and let the carcass slide to the floor between his legs. Ghost ripped into it in savage silence. His brothers and sisters had not been permitted to bring their wolves to the banquet, but there were more curs than Jon could count at this end of the hall, and no one had said a word about his pup. He told himself he was fortunate in that too. His eyes stung. Jon rubbed at them savagely, cursing the smoke. He swallowed another gulp of wine and watched his direwolf devour the chicken. Dogs moved between the tables, trailing after the serving girls. One of them, a black mongrel bitch with long yellow eyes, caught a scent of the chicken. She stopped and edged under the bench to get a share. Jon watched the confrontation. The bitch growled low in her throat and moved closer. Ghost looked up, silent, and fixed the dog with those hot red eyes. The bitch snapped an angry challenge. She was three times the size of the direwolf pup. Ghost did not move. He stood over his prize and opened his mouth, baring his fangs. The bitch tensed, barked again, then thought better of this fight. She turned and slunk away, with one last defiant snap to save her pride. Ghost went back to his meal. Jon grinned and reached under the table to ruffle the shaggy white fur. The direwolf looked up at him, nipped gently at his hand, then went back to eating.

Jon I, AGOT

It's interesting that GRRM would dedicate several paragraphs to a seemingly unimportant exchange between a boy, his wolf, and an unfriendly third party. But there's just something about this passage that has continued to nag at me for years since I first read it because, considering how heavy handed GRRM was with the foreshadowing in AGOT, this feels important.

Jon is sitting at table full of squires - aka would be knights. We don't really know who they are or what families they belong to, but it's safe to assume that they come from a certain level of privilege; this is considering the fact that it cannot be financially easy to be a squire. And these boys already have a slew of tales detailing all their previous knightly exploits regarding "battle and bedding and the hunt" which suggests that they have some capital. So you have boys who will soon be men. And they will, presumably, become men of some power.

These lads eat their fill of the chicken until only half remains, which Jon then gives to Ghost. The direwolf's name is not so important here but what he represents is. Throughout the series, we're told that Ghost is reminiscent of the weirwood trees (because of his red eyes and white fur). He's stated to be of and from the Old Gods and since he's a personification of the weirwoods, he might as well be one of them. It's almost as if Jon is presenting whatever is left on the table to the Old Gods (Ghost). He lets them devour his offerings while he silently watches. And the motif of watching is so interesting here because it's kind of like Jon takes on a stewardship role - to watch over land/people/etc. He oversees Ghost eating the chicken, so he's overseeing whatever has been given to the Old Gods. This is not new imagery to his arc. As a brother of the Night's Watch and eventually its leader, we have several instances where he leads people to adopting the Old Gods in some fashion. In ADWD, several recruits swear their vows to the Old Gods while he watches on as their Lord Commander. The Old Gods are also primarily of the North and we're told that Jon has more of the north in him than his brothers; interesting that this also includes Bran. So perhaps whatever is being offered to the Old Gods relates to the North.

We must also note that Jon initially thinks to give only a small portion, a leg, before pivoting and providing the entire thing. It feels to me a bit like the process of carving up a kingdom or something similar. The lords (represented by the squires) take what they want and leave aside what they don't; or perhaps they have eaten to their fill and can take no more. Then when his time comes, Jon first considers a small piece of land/group of people before eventually absorbing all of whatever is left behind. The concept of carving up a kingdom rings harder considering that we have several callbacks to the ideals of kingship in this chapter. Robert, Jaime, Tyrion, and even Mance though we don't know it yet, all play into this. And then there's the aspect of Jon letting the chicken slip between his legs which evokes birth/fatherhood, a very curious choice when GRRM could've just had Jon place the chicken on the floor. So land/people are carved up and Jon then uses whatever is left to birth his own type of kingdom. And this kingdom is one for the Old Gods.

This also touches on something that has been quite prevalent throughout Jon's arc. It's the concept of accepting the "others" or "those left over" who live apart from the accepted social norms. Arya (a tomboy), Sam (a gender non-confirming boy), the Night's Watch (criminals, extra sons, and men who have no future left or place to go), and even the wildlings are all examples of this. And Jon takes on a leadership/paternal role to every single one of them. He looks after them as a leader would/should. Sometimes, in the case of Arya and the wildlings, he's equated to a king. He's a steward/shepherd/king. There's messianic undertones to this:

Come unto me, all you who are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." (Matthew 11:28-30).

If you're familiar with Judeo-Christian tradition, you'll know that Jesus is often personified as one who spent the majority his time among the outcasts. The idea is that he came to save them too and that anew kingdom (or new earth depending on your translation) would spring up after the end of the world where he would forever rule as king; which presents the idea of a final king after the earthly ones are done away with. Now GRRM isn't so heavy handed with Christian allusions as other authors out there, but he does have a Catholic background and Jon is so overtly a Jesus figure. And in Revelation, Jesus is king and god at the very end....

One last thing: the mention of the mongrel who challenges Jon has always been rather interesting but confusing to me. A mongrel doesn't really relate to one specific type of dog. But it's interesting that Jon notes several roaming about where he is. They follow the serving girls who carry the food to be offered. Mongrels are used to describe antagonist/villainous groups in ASOIAF. Sometimes, they're used to describe slavers in Essos. But what's interesting is that most of the time, they're used to describe Euron's Ironborn especially in Victorian's POV. So I don't think the mongrel who challenges Ghost is a supernatural threat of death (i.e., the Others) but rather a human one. They represent those who are called to the scene once the lords have finished playing their games. It almost feels like a feast for (carrion) crows....

But it doesn't really matter because this mongrel isn't much of a challenge for Ghost. Though the mongrel is much larger, the direwolf is able to fend her off very effortlessly. Given that "mongrel" is used to describe Ironborn raiders, could this exchange between Ghost and the mongrel point to reavers or sea raiders who rise and fail challenge Jon kingdom? There is a historical King Jon Stark who did this....

When sea raiders landed in the east, Jon drove them out and built a castle, the Wolf's Den, at the mouth of the White Knife, so as to be able to defend the mouth of the river.[1][2] His son, Rickard, followed him on the throne and annexed the Neck to the north.

ref.

So this might shed some light not only on Jon's already published arc, but also on what we can expect in the future. We have some foreshadowing through Jon's ADWD dream that he will not only rise with the dawn (thereby live through the Long Night), but will be in a position to lead people (wildings in that chapter) to a new peace after a hard fought war. Also remember that the wildlings, rather enthusiastically, swear oaths to him as if swearing oaths to their king. In this instance, the supernatural (a dream of the war for the dawn) is followed by the natural/human. So perhaps this particular passage (and Jon's dream) can be used to predict that Jon comes out on top, and quite effortlessly too, as a leader. And he becomes a leader who rules by association with the Old Gods; or rules a kingdom for them.

To end, I think it's of note that this passage immediately precedes Jon's conversation with Benjen where he voices his desire to go out on his own - the hero's call to action. This is the adventure that's going to kickstart his growth as a man, warrior and most importantly, a leader. So it looks like before we even began, GRRM telegraphed how it would all end in just three short paragraphs.

expressions hehe

and lots of jons because i enjoy drawing him very much

I’m so ready for another road trip

The Quiet Wolf at the Dragon's keep

more TWOW predictions and theories

-Osha gets a degree in library science

-Lady Stoneheart tries French fries

-Stannis tries ice skating

-one of the Children of the Forest tries to involve Bran in a pyramid scheme

-Dany buys jeggings

-Cersei becomes a cryptozoologist

-Arya takes a course in nature photography

-Sam Tarly goes to a wedding and doesn’t enjoy it

-Cersei goes to a wedding but purposefully goes against the dress code

-Jaime buys a frozen pizza

"Whilst Catelyn enjoys the comforts of her grave."

(AFFC, Jaime VI)