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sdwolfpup · 5 months

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THE WAY I RAN HERE WHEN I SAW THE PROMPTS LIST

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23. "Will you be my New Years kiss?"

Age 9.

"Ew, no." Brienne says, pushing Jaime away.

"Why not? I don't have cooties."

"Because that stuff is for grown-ups," she tells him with all the ancient, weary burden of wisdom that a nine-year old can muster. Especially when he's two years older than her and he should know this already.

Jaime frowns and kicks a snowpack in her front yard from where her dad has shoveled the walk. "I know that," he sneers, turning his back on her and sauntering away. "I didn't mean it anyway, Smartypants."

She throws a snowball at his retreating form, but it falls just shy, plopping uselessly to the ground at his heels. Stupid Jaime, she thinks. Nothing ever touches him.

Age 15.

"You're drunk," Brienne tells him when he asks. "And I'm working on New Year's Eve remember?"

"You're too young to work, Smarty" he slurs.

"You're too young to drink," she snaps back.

"Blow it off and be with me instead." Jaime leans into her space and the aroma of some hard liquor she's sure she's never tried envelops her like a cloud. His eyes are red-rimmed and bleary and it looks like he hasn't changed his clothes in three days and he's still so handsome it hurts inside her chest just to look at him.

And she loves him enough that she considers doing what he'd said. But he always gets like this when he and Cersei have broken up and she has to know something first. "Why are you asking me?"

"Everyone else is busy and I don't like to be alone." He pouts his lower lip out, she thinks to try to make himself more appealing, but she feels the walls rolling down over her heart like a garage door closing.

"Then get a dog," she says and shuts the door in his face.

Age 21.

"Me?" Jaime looks around like they're not the only two people out on this balcony.

It's taken everything she has to ask him and it's hard not to shove him over the railing into the sea crashing below at his answer. Casterly Rock is very high up, if she's lucky he'd hit a few rocks on the way down.

"Forget it," she mutters, turning on her heel in an act of fierce willpower, but he grabs her hand before she can get more than a step and she stops.

"Brienne." His voice rolls low over her like a wave and she shivers, hoping he'll think it's the sea wind. "I meant to say: why me?"

Because I've been in love with you since we were kids feels like a lot to drop at his feet. "Because I've never had a New Year's Eve kiss and you keep asking so I thought you'd be fine with it," she tells him. She's never had any kiss but she's not going to tell him that. Constrained truth is the better choice here.

Jaime tilts his head slightly, like he's processing some new information. "So you're just humoring me?"

"Like I said: forget it." She twists her wrist and easily escapes from his grip. "I'll find someone else."

"I don't want you to find someone else." The forceful whip of his tone is more effective at stopping her than his hand had been.

Brienne glances back at him, at the way his body is tense in his perfectly tailored tux, at the grip of his hand on the balcony railing, the knuckles going white from the force of it.

"I want you to find me," he says roughly. He releases the railing and steps towards her and she has the distinct feeling of teetering on the edge of this very high cliff. "I want you to want to find me."

"Why?" she whispers. It could just be stupid masculine pride making him say that and she needs to know.

He shakes his head a little with a fond smile. "I thought you were the smart one here." Jaime's fingers brush lightly down the bare skin of her arm and it's impossible to hide the goosebumps that follow. "Why do you think I kept asking you?"

"Because I was there."

He frowns and he slides his hand around the back of her neck, looking up at her with a seriousness she's not used to from him. "I asked because I love you."

Her heart thuds in time to the countdown shouts filtering out from inside.

"Like a sister?" she squeaks and his laughter lights up the air like fireworks.

"Gods, I sincerely hope not," he murmurs, rising up to kiss her as the clock strikes midnight.

(Festive prompts here)

#jaime x brienne #my fic #festive prompts #asks answered #naomignome

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nire-the-mithridatist · 9 months

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First line/last line

rules: go to your last 5 fics and share the first and last line with no context :)

@rosetintednerdglasses and @stutteringpeach tagged me, lov u both xoxo

I'm choosing just my complete fics for this, ignoring my WIP since technically! that one doesn't have a last line yet.

sunstruck | 奋斗吧少年! | The Prince of Tennis (TV 2019)

The Wimbledon match they’re watching in the clubroom is disappointingly boring. // Love-all.

to be frank | Spy x Family

There is laughter coming from inside his apartment. // “I’m home.”

to covet | Spy x Family

The first time Yor sees the dress, she is with her family. // “My pleasure, darling.”

what normal tastes like | Spy x Family

When Yor wakes up, it is with a jolt. // Like milk coffee.

the uncertainty of the sea | Spy x Family

It starts with an assignment just like any other. // A breeze washes over them, a whistle-like music; they dance to it well into the night.

tagging hmmm @ahenix @sdwolfpup @naomignome @sarsaparillia @glacialdawn @cambot77 @tare-chan @rlbbackup @sister-cna-reader @puolain @aerequets and anyone else who wants to!

#tag meme #last lines are the bane of my existence #i'm pretty happy with the first/last lines of to be frank because i feel like they bookend the story nicely #and the last line of what normal tastes like is supposed to answer the title #but otherwise. ughhgfhjsgjshef

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kiraziwrites · 10 months

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List 10 songs with 10 names in the titles that I like, and then tag 10 people.

thanks to @eponymiad for the tag, this was a fun one! I specifically forbade myself from including Jolene because it is probably the no. 1 answer to this prompt but for the record it was still the first song that came to mind.

in no particular order (but these have all seen a fair amount of play on my spotify over the years):

1. Jenny by The Mountain Goats

2. Brimful of Asha by Cornershop

3. Marlon Brando by Zeynep Bastık

4. MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name) by Lil Nas X

5. Django Jane by Janelle Monaé

6. Leyla Mecnun by Burak Bulut, Kurtuluş Kuş, and Mustafa Ceceli

7. Lake Marie by John Prine

8. Jackie’s Strength by Tori Amos

9. Abdo by Mashrou’ Leila

10. Athandwe (Hamba Wena). This is a viral gwijo song so idk who to credit, but I am losing my mind about this locker room video of the SA women’s football team singing it before their match with Sweden this week. If I’m understanding various translations correctly, Athandwe is the person the singer is addressing and half the internet is calling the song that, so I’m going to say it counts even if most of versions I have downloaded actually use the title Hamba Wena.

tagging: @auntieclimactic @mattatouile @enumchase @naomignome @banthacakes @kormantic @laiqualaurelote @leupagus @pretty-thief @nire-the-mithridatist

#seriously does anyone know if Andile Dlamini is single because I would like to respectfully request her hand in marriage #inventing a whole new category of triple threat for an excellent goalkeeper who can sing so well and also looks that good in a suit #songs with names meme

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jb-smut-swap · 1 year

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Supernatural 🧚

chains around my demons (wool to brave the seasons) by NaomiGnome He takes his bandaged right hand and cups her bandaged cheek, “Brienne,” he says hoarsely. Brienne leans towards his touch and reaches up and laces her fingers through his.

As the seasons pass, Jaime and Brienne love.

go ahead, let your hair down by winterkill “You’re smiling, wench,” Jaime wields the nickname with a worn fondness. “Are you going to go on stage?”

“No.”

"But you’re pondering it?”

Brienne stops herself from flicking Jaime in the forehead with her other hand. It’s unfair when he only has one, and she’s not letting it go anytime soon. “I’m looking at it differently, that’s all.”

Jaime leans close until his mess of golden spun curls tickle Brienne’s cheek. “You know, in Lys, the dancers lose pieces of clothing until there’s not a scrap left. Well, maybe an artfully held scarf, but nothing else.”

Ghost in the Machine and Ghost in the Machine: Coda by LadyRhiyana

The shock of recognition is so strong it’s almost visceral. Dazed, she fumbles out the little palm-sized mirror she’s never without, checks the glass for the tell-tale jagged hairline crack.

The truth is in the mirror, girl, Septa Roelle had always said. Words are wind, but your reflection never lies.

(“Brienne.” Arya’s voice crackles in her ear. “Holy shit. Is that –”)

Brienne swallows, choking back recriminations and desperate questions. All she can say is: “Jaime.”

#jaime x brienne #braime #brienne of tarth #jaime lannister #jb smut swap 2023

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mattatouile · 10 months

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List 10 songs with 10 names in the titles that I like, and then tag 10 people.

Tagged by @kiraziwrites and @pretty-thief

jus' vibin here:

1. Dear John by Taylor Swift

2. Life According to Raechel by Madison Cunningham

3. Goodbye Earl by the Dixie Chicks

4. Jack & Diane by John Mellancamp

5. Swan Upon Leda by Hozier

6. Róisín by Pa Sheedy

7. Fancy by Reba McIntyre

8. Orpheus by Sara Bareilles

9. Chelsea Dagger by the Fratellis

10. Mr. Brightside by The Killers

Tagging @gallabee @c4tth3w @dollsome-does-tumblr @bisexuals4tkachuk @bropunzeling @naomignome @nire-the-mithridatist @derevko @hinakyuu @peterqvill

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letthebodyfall · 1 year

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Battering Ram and Knitting Co. SpyxFamily Gift Exchange!

Happy holidays everybody! I hope everyone has had or is having a nice time this Christmas.

It's been a long year with plenty of rough moments, but the people I've met through the little server has been the highlight of my year. The support I've received and witnessed within the server has been incredible. I'm so glad that I've met you all.

And for this season we decided to have a little exchange, and I present to you all:

The SpyxFamily 20+ Battering Ram and Knitting Co.'s first Secret Santa Exchange!

Within the collection are seven fanfiction from authors who may be familiar names to those who often read fics from the SpyxFamily fandom.

Our roster includes:

Ahenix (@ahenix) GentleViking1993 (@sister-cna-reader) NaomiGnome (@naomignome) Nire (@nire-the-mithridatist) LetTheBodyFall (@letthebodyfall) RachelLyseBrook (@rlbbackup) sarsaparillia (@sarsaparillia)

Lots of awesome fic! I hope everyone has a good time reading them <3

#spy x family #spyxfamily #ao3

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sarsaparillia · 4 months

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12) favorite character to write about this year

21) most memorable review/comment on a fic!

SMOOCH hi rach

12. favourite character to write about this year

ALEX OXENFREE MY WEIRD SAD RADIO GHOST GIRL

21. most memorable comment/review

so naomi went insane in the comment section of a fic i wrote and i think everyone should see it sorry @naomignome i love you for real

#dank memes

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jaime-brienne-fic-exchange · 2 years

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Fic Exchange Roundup: Modern AUs Pt. 2

Formation by FaerieChild for PamplemousseOfTheNorth

A modern Westeros soccer AU inspired by the movie Bend It Like Beckham. Eighteen year old Brienne Tarth loves playing football. It is the one indulgence in her otherwise sensible life. She plays football in the park, she plays keepie-uppie at home, and she plays on an amateur womens team on the mainland. Before her lies a very sensible future studying business, staying close to home to be near her anxious father, and taking over the family business. She should be grateful for what she has. But her Coach has other ideas. A year ago Jaime Lannister’s life changed with first a catastrophic accident that took his right hand, and then a very public and bitter divorce. At the age of twenty-eight he washed up in the Stormlands, hoping for a tenured position at the local University and landing instead in the affiliated womens amateur programme. This is a story about living, loving and dreaming football…and sometimes real life too.

my constant endevour by ice_connoisseur for kirazi

Aerys was a good dog. That's the thing people always seem to forget, later. Before everything went to shit, Aerys Targaryen was a good dog, and Jaime's never understood why he's the only one who ever seemed to care about that. Or, five times Brienne walks away, and the one time she stays.

Westerosi Knights by KendraPendragon for fckloyalty

Modern AU, Highschool setting. Sword Fighting is still a thing. Jaime Lannister is Lord Commander of the KL High Swordfighting Club "Kingsguard". A year ago, the first female knight entered their ranks. During the execution of his master-plan to get her to leave the club, he accidentally became best friends with the stubborn, giant girl. And now he is in love. So is she. Thing is though, they are really good at hiding it. So neither has a clue that their love is returned. First love - it's hard for some people.

Married by the Seven by everydayescapeartist for rabbitfeathers

Jaime Lannister and Brienne Tarth are matched by seven marriage and relationship experts on a popular reality show. They have agreed to be married to their match, sight unseen, name unknown. They'll have two months to decide if they're happy with the match and if they want the marriage to continue. Cameras will be filming, family and friends will be watching the relationship develop, and Jaime and Brienne will be discovering what they've been missing up until this point.

summer's a knife (i'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone) by theworldunseen for NaomiGnome

It's Jaime and Brienne's last summer as counselors at Camp Bitterbridge. Nothing goes according to plan.

make do (and mend my heart) by rabbitfeathers for theworldunseen (WIP)

“You are here to make a gown for a special event. Oberlyn and myself will be choosing our three favourite gowns to advance to the final where the winner will be chosen by popular vote in a fundraising auction. If your gown wins, you will have raised money for charity and have the opportunity to start a clothing line with Rose + Thorn. But there are a few surprises.”

a still day, a hurricane by Samirant for languageintostillair

two voices in the dark

you come back with gravity by ilikeblue for SeeThemFlying

Now she runs back to the same old swing, the place that ties them together. Brienne doesn’t understand what she’s feeling, but she needs to be here–where she can remember all the versions of herself, and their history is as present as a living thing. She rocks back and forth, clinging to where they started, because she has no clue where they’re going.

#Fic recs #jaime x brienne fic exchange

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forbiddenfantasies1 · 2 years

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Tagged by @naomignome

You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people.

I pressed shuffle on the playlist that's expertly titled "idk man."

1. Rivers and Roads by The Head and the Heart

2. Why Can't I by Liz Phair

3. Crystal by Stevie Nicks

4. Save Me by Jelly Roll

5. Come On Eileen by Dexys Midnight Runners

6. Bulletproof Heart by My Chemical Romance

7. Shoop by Salt-N-Pepa

8. Fishin' In The Dark by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

9. Night Moves by Bob Segar

10. Kiwi by Harry Styles

Yeah that about sums it up I guess.

I hate tagging especially when I've been offline so dont know who has been tagged, but in the spirit of the game: @twelvemonkeyswere @pretty--thief @slipsthrufingers @shyguypisces @angel-deux-writes @angelowl-fics @samirant

#music meme #i cannot stress how very random my musical tastes are

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sdwolfpup · 1 year

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First lines of fic game

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway

I was tagged by @kiraziwrites and @pearly--rose, thank you both! Here are mine, starting with most recent first.

Space had never frightened Brienne. (From Our souls lie down in the grass, Jaime/Brienne, ASOIAF/GoT)

“Brienne! You made it!” Tyrion beams at her like they hadn't just seen each other yesterday at work, and it makes her smile even though every molecule in her body is vibrating tensely. (The Last Time, J/B)

The body of Tywin Lannister lay crumpled at Jaime's feet, Jaime's sword protruding obscenely from his back. (Certain as the sun, J/B)

It starts as a joke. (What You Want, J/B)

“Hey Pop, guess what!” Ian nearly yells it into the phone as they're driving, but he has to because the convertible top is down and Shannon's hair is going to be a fucking disaster by the time they get to Vegas. (speak now (or forever hold your peace), Poppy/Ian, Mythic Quest)

I have debts to collect. (The beauty of this mess (is that it brings me close to you), Rhaenyra/Alicent, House of the Dragon)

Brienne settled the mic pack around her waist one last time, tugged the bottoms of her new skimpy swimsuit out of her butt, and tried to estimate the chances of successfully making a break for the production boat anchored offshore. (2 Hot 2 Horny, J/B)

King's Landing Antique Bookshop is now hiring. (Tweets and Treats, J/B)

Brienne peered over the edge of the bridge railing, down to the wide river meandering below. (Leap of Faith, J/B)

“It's just up there on the left,” Brienne says, as though Jaime doesn't have multiple routes to her house memorized. ((Kissed You) Good Night, the most recent addition to my A Job Lot of Junk collection; J/B)

I'll tag, if they want to do it... @teatotally, @gabolange, @nire-the-mithridatist, @slipsthrufingers, @naomignome and honestly anyone else that wants to! I don't know who's actually on tumblr anymore. Heh.

#tag games

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samirant · 3 years

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Getting this juuuuust under the wire. HAPPY BIRTHDAY @naomignome!!!

Day 621

At the newest round of giggles down the hall, Brienne took a deep breath and reminded herself that she was the Thorn President-Elect, not their den mother. Their quiet study area on the second floor of the house, once filled end to end with studious sisters, had dwindled down to only her and a few others. Truth be told, Brienne was done with her exams, but was sticking around until their last member was finished, just in case of last minute nerves.

Most everyone else was packing up and blowing off steam. And giggling. A lot.

“Brienne,” someone hissed from down the hall. “Come look!”

She reluctantly got up, cast a glance around the room and decided that if they needed her, she wouldn’t be far. And if she was able to clear out the noisemakers? Bonus.

Elinor grabbed her hand once she came into view and pulled her to the front window. “Some Sigma got strapped in!” she gleefully reported.

“Really?” Brienne drew up to the glass and craned to see down the block, where a herd of guys in red shirts was lugging an item - well, a person - between them. She’d seen it a few times over the last couple of years, but while it was a… celebration of sorts, it wasn’t a dignified one.

Jaime and his cohorts had insisted it was a cherished tradition, but Brienne always thought it was a little mean to duct tape a newly engaged man to a slab of lumber and then cart him around campus before delivering him to his intended.

Okay, so it was a little funny.

Still mean, though.

Curious, Brienne squinted at the crowd of men and asked, “Who is it?”

“Can’t tell yet,” Meera replied. “Did you hear of anyone planning to pop the question?”

There was a chorus of no idea and I don’t think so’s and Myranda sniggered something about someone managing to get their MRS degree right under the wire. It was perhaps unkind to agree with her, but Brienne had seen a rash of quick engagements from other houses at the end of each semester and couldn’t necessarily say Myanda was wrong and then suddenly someone gave a muffled scream and another girl loudly shrieked and then, as one, every single sister on the landing turned in one direction.

Hers.

Brienne took a small step back, from them and from the procession that had made it to the Theta front lawn and stopped there. Her voice quavered to match how her knees had gone watery. “What?”

Wide eyes met hers for a solid two seconds, all of them frozen in place, and then Elinor trilled, “You and Jaime are ENGAGED?”

It broke the standstill and they descended on her from every angle, with demands for an explanation, calls of congratulations, some happy cries of I KNEW IT and more hugs than she’d received in the last six months combined, not counting from Jaime.

Jaime.

What.

The.

Fu-

“Jaime,” Brienne nearly shouted, and broke away from her ecstatic sisters and their pleas to see the ring. What ring?! she wanted to shout, but “I need to go check on Jaime” came out instead.

They stampeded down the stairs after her, but she legged it with a determination that had her first out the door, where she nearly slammed into Addam where he was about to knock and Brienne demanded, “What did you do?”

“Well, may I be the first to offer my congra-” Addam fell sideways into some shrubbery when Brienne elbowed him out of the way. Served him right.

“HEY!” came the loud cheer from her brother frat, with fists pumping in the air and a fair few jumping up and down, all of them surrounding Jaime, who hovered roughly a foot above everyone else due to the position they’d put him in. Duct taped him in. Same difference.

Jaime caught sight of her and wiggled in what would have been a frantic motion if he hadn’t been duct taped so securely. She couldn’t guess how many rolls they’d used, except that it was nearly from neck to toes, with tiny strips of his clothes peeking through where the tape didn’t completely overlap. His eyes were big and pleading and he would definitely have been giving her some sort of explanation if one large piece of silvery tape wasn’t keeping his mouth steadfastly shut.

Pod, not reading Brienne’s horror at all, dropped to one knee and held out a pair of scissors to her as the other boys yelled out Sigma! Theta! Sigma! Theta!, the cries taking on a higher pitch as the Thetas joined in and Brienne had to take yet another deep breath to skirt around all of them to get to Jaime and to slooooowly peel away the tape from his face.

“Jaime,” Brienne said as she did it, with a calm that unnerved even her. “What is this about?”

“Hell if I know, they jumped me out of nowhere,” Jaime rasped out and glared at everyone else. Raising his voice to be heard over the clamor, he asked, “Does anyone else want to explain?”

“You can’t be that pissed,” Addam said as he approached, brushing away leaves and twigs from his clothes. “You were the first one to break out the tape when it was Bronn’s turn.”

“That’s because he was actually engaged,” Jaime said in vicious, seething tones, enough to make everyone around him finally go silent.

Addam faltered and then waved his finger between the two of them. “You mean, you two aren’t…”

“No!” Jaime and Brienne retorted in exasperated tandem.

Whirling on Lancel, Addam said, “You told me they were!”

“You took his word for it?” If outright indignation were enough to break Jaime’s bindings, Lancel would have been in real trouble, but Jaime could only wiggle in place some more. “Lancel?”

“But you said so!” His cousin looked startled and skittered backwards when Brienne took a step towards him. “He did! Yesterday!”

“Well, that’s news to me!” Jaime thrashed around with little effect and Brienne returned to his side, carefully taking the scissors from Pod’s slack grip as she did.

“And me,” Brienne said as she started carefully snipping away. She had to set a hand on Jaime’s chest to make him stay still, continuing on when he did. It took more effort to ignore the assembly of friends encircling them, listening with rapt attention.

“Start running, Lancel,” Jaime ordered but Brienne fixed a glare on the Lannister cousin, freezing him in place.

“He did, though,” Lancel whined plaintively, apparently deciding Brienne was his last chance for refuge from Jaime’s anger. “Last night, we were all shooting the shit and I told him what my dad said and Jaime said it was true.”

“I said what?”

Brienne patted his chest and took another long breath. “Lancel?” she said as evenly as possible. “Explain.”

“Our dads were talking about all of us,” Lancel nervously began. “Uncle Tywin was telling my dad how much he likes you for Jaime, how you suit each other” - Jaime’s chest went still under her hand and then he moaned an almost indecipherable oh good gods - “and I told Jaime about that and he said-”

“I know what I said!” Jaime tried to interject, to no avail.

“-he said, ‘yeah, I’m going to marry that girl’,” Lancel finished triumphantly.

“Oh,” Brienne said. It came out far more softly than the blaring cacophony in her head. It came out again, without her say so. “Oh.”

Then she turned and focused on freeing Jaime, not looking him in the eye as he called Lancel an idiot with renewed passion.

“So you… didn’t propose?” Lancel backed away slowly.

“I think you just did it for me, thanks,” Jaime said sarcastically. He sounded like his first point of order would be to wrap his hands around his cousin’s neck but when Brienne finally let his hands loose, they fell to his sides and she could feel his eyes on her. “Brienne?”

“It was a misunderstanding, it’s fine,” she said quietly and started sawing away at another chunk of tape. Jaime reached out, his hands going over hers and he asked, somewhere past her, “Can we get some privacy, maybe?”

There were several awkward moments as most everyone found something better to do - and likely far away from Jaime’s retribution - but when it was discovered that the post Jaime was attached to still needed support to stay upright, Addam braved coming close and said, “I’ll hold it up, but I’m not even here, I swear.”

“Uh-huh,” Jaime muttered as Addam held his hands against the back of the post and then turned his head to stare in the opposite direction. When most everyone else scattered, Jaime looked back at her and said, “Sorry about all this.”

“Don’t apologize.” Brienne gave undue attention to where his shoulder was still strapped down. “There’s nothing to apologize for. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Jaime sighed. “Then why does it feel like I did?”

“Because it’s your family members that tend to do some real questionable shit?” Addam suggested.

“I’m sorry, I thought you weren’t here,” Jaime snarled over his shoulder.

“Sorry, sorry. Not here starting… now.”

Brienne laughed under her breath and put her forehead against the shoulder she freed and Jaime tilted his head down to rest on hers.

“This isn’t how I thought I’d ask,” Jaime murmured against her hair and Brienne was too overwhelmed to feel surprised anymore. She’d be a liar if she claimed she never thought of their future; surely Jaime had, too. “Thought it’d be a while from now. Less public, less telephone style through my dad and cousin and maybe less duct tape, too.”

“Well, good news,” Brienne said against his shirt, “you haven’t asked.”

“That’s true. I haven’t asked,” Jaime said and she felt him nudge his nose against her head and Brienne smiled as she tilted her face up. He kissed her, sweetly and with promise. “And you haven’t said no.”

“No,” Brienne replied. “It seems I haven’t.”

#rush me all night long #day 621 #jaime x brienne #my fic #ficlet #i know nothing about frats and sororities #but i DO know about some absurd traditions #and one i knew came rarin' around for this special edition #for our dearly beloved naomignome on her birthday #naomignome

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