You're Kidding, Right (GOT x Reader) Prologue
When I got home, I arrived to an empty home. As I walked into the kitchen shouting out for my family I wandered upon a note on the table.
We've gone on holiday. We told you this ages ago but you were probably busy with one of your Asian cartoons or ottoman games. We've left you some money and the fridge is full. Please don't spend the time we're away just sat watching TV. Go out and do stuff. Make sure you are fed. Have a nice time. Call if anything happens.
There was no love you at the end. No signing of their names. It's all the same as usual, they never have but I know they care or at least I think they do.
I sighed in misery.
They always do this and now they've left me on my...own.
With a sudden bout of realisation, I jump up and run to my room, quickly unclipping my bra and throwing it somewhere over my shoulder and slipping into a black t-shirt with grey sleeves and the word 'slay' across the front in a shimmering blue and black drawstring shorts. Push
Bloodbath (Tywin Lannister x Reader)
"Please Lord Tywin, your grace, spare our family," begged the woman kneeling on the floor.
"Why?" he was in a relaxed position on the iron throne, "I am now king. Why should I help the Starks of Winterfell?"
"When your grandson sat upon the throne he murdered my father. When the Targaryens ruled they stole my father's sister, tortured and maimed innocents. I do not wish for the Targaryen girl to be on the throne ruling with a hoard of barbarians. We were winning but in order to avoid needless bloodshed we will yield."
"What will it take to end this war and to become allies?"
Tywin smirked and looked at the scowling figure standing in the crowd behind his sister, "Robb Stark, you claim to be the leader yet your sister speaks for you."
Robb did not speak so Tywin looked to the woman in front of him, "What are you able to offer me?"
"We haven't much gold but we have people-"
"Exactly. You are an intelligent woman; as intelligent as you are beautiful. A wise choice to not offer anyth
Counsel (Joffrey Baratheon x Reader)
The two were sat together; King Joffrey and his oldest friend and would-be hand to the King Y/N L/N when he posed the question:
"Y/N, do you think I am a good king?"
They paused in their sewing, "Your grace-"
"Joffrey, I want you to call me Joffrey. As you always have done."
"My apologies Joffrey."
"No need. Now, answer the question."
"Joffrey it is not my-" Y/N was cut off by Joffrey standing up and hitting the table with his fists.
"OF COURSE IT'S YOUR PLACE! YOU SHOULD BE THE HAND OF THE KING! MY HAND!"
"Joffrey I cannot be the hand because-"
"Yes I know why Y/N."
Y/N L/N; a bastard of house Stark. Unlike their brother Jon Snow they were not allowed to stay with the family in Winterfell and were forced into King's Landing to stay with their mother. When their mother didn't want another babe, especially since she had a good family and a title of her own. So they would have died if Tyrion Lannister had not interfered. He had found the child, brought them back to Casterly Rock and had
Tradition (Viserys Targaryen x Sister!Reader) AU
"Viserys, you don't have to-" Daenerys was cut off by a scoff.
"The 'crown' your mutt of a husband bestowed upon me last night did not work so I will leave."
"I KNOW WHERE YOUR LOYALTIES LIE, DOTHRAKI WHORE!"
"NO MORE!" He pulled a bag and began to put things in it; a short dagger, a coin purse and some other things as he stormed around the room picking up objects, his face twisting in disgust at some of the Dothraki wares.
"Viserys, I'm sorry but you threatened your nephew-"
His chuckle cut her off this time. It was dark; full of malice and unlike the drunken laugh of bitterness he had as he stumbled his way into the tent where the gold was poured over his head. "Dany, you clearly do not understand, do you? I AM A KING! THIS IS TREASON! You and your dog's spawn is no nephew of mine as you are no sister of mine. I am leaving and when I get the throne you will have no claim. If I have to slay you and your army of filth to ensure you have no claim, so be it.
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