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@brxnnxftheblackwater
❛ i’m disgusting and mangled and broken and useless . ❜ (from tyrion)
Bronn was taking by surprise by what Tyrion was saying right now. This isn't what he usually heard from Tyrion and he was unsure of how to reply back to him. Bronn was quite for a moment before he made his way over to where Tyrion was and sat down beside him. "Where is this coming from? Where is the confident Tyrion I am used to? You are usually more confident than me and that is saying something."
mxnofhonour:
“I have a bride or two in mind,” he answers coyly. “Wives who will set you in good stead, who will bear you strong sons to carry on your name.”
Of course, he wants to ensure Bronn is truly rewarded for all the assistance he had provided over the years. Not only to him, but to his brother too. He very much doubts either of them would still be drawing breath were it not for Bronn.
“Lolys Stokeworth is one of them. A pretty little thing. Mayhaps not the brightest of creatures, but her beauty makes up for it.”
Bronn looked at Jaime at the mention of having a bride or two in mind for him. He gave him a look. “Why am I worried by the way you said that.” He asked.
As much as they acted certain ways towards each other, Bronn cared about Jaime and he knew that he could trust Jaime and Tyrion, especially when it came to what they promised. Hearing what Jaime said, he looked back at him. “Says the man who stopped that the last time around”
mxnofhonour:
“Many a man has vowed to keep his life,” he counters. “And many a man has lost it all the same.”
Arthur Dayne had been one of them. Jaime still thinks about his death to this day, the void the man had left behind. Not necessarily in the world- there are plenty of knights as good as he had been. No, the void sits in Jaime’s heart. He had felt a way about Arthur that he knew he must never speak of, if he wished to keep his head.
“And what would the beautiful wife I’m going to find for you say?” He continues. “Although if you irk her the same way you do me, I’m certain she’ll be begging you to run to war.”
Bronn opened his mouth, but he realized Jaime was right about that. He couldn’t argue with that so ended up closing his mouth again. There had been so many people who had said they would return home to their families and then that would never happen.
He gave Jaime a look. “I irk you? You do realize you do the same to me at times.” Bronn told him. “As for the wife...well, we will just have to see...whenever that actually happens.” Bronn said. He moved a bit to get comfortable but winced in pain.
Ask Bronn anything. I have wanted to do this for a while.
mxnofhonour:
“With great difficulty,” Jaime answers. “I’m rather glad you slept through my ordeal. You would have never allowed me to live it down.”
With a heaved sigh, he sits himself back against the wall. Exhaustion is beginning to fall atop him and he longs for rest. But now is not the time.
“Oh, please,” he scoffs. “You live to take sword in hand. I could give you a dozen castles and a dozen wives, and you would still run into battle should you be given the opportunity.”
Bronn moved a bit so he was a bit more comfortable. “Me laugh at you struggling to do that? I wouldn’t do such a thing.” Bronn said. He knew that he would have though. Although with the pain he was in, he couldn’t really have done any better.
He watched as Jaime did this and then listened to what he was telling him. “Yes. I would run into battle. I didn’t say I wouldn’t. But getting myself killed is another thing.” Bronn said. “As I have told you.”
tyrion-lanni-star:
Tyrion considered it for a moment, then let out a chuckle. “Oh, Bronn. You crack me up.” He crossed his arms, looking him in the eyes. “You act selfishly. You hide behind your witty jokes and your sense of humor, but in reality…” He took another sip, then spoke the words. “You’re lonely.”
Bronn heard him chuckle. He wasn’t joking about this. He was being serious. Yet here was Tyrion laughing and saying he cracked him up. He listened to what he was saying. Bronn rolled his eyes. “I’m not lonely.” He told him, even if in a way....he was.
mxnofhonour:
“A Lannister always pays his debts,” he answers. “I still owe you a castle. I couldn’t allow you to die before that debt was paid.”
He leaned over to toss more wood on the fire that he had somehow managed to start.
“After you get your castle, I might not be quite so attentive if you get hurt again.”
When Jaime said this, he couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I am sure I have heard myself say that to you before.” He told him.
Bronn watched him put the wood on the fire. “How did you manage to get that going?” He joked. It was usually him who had done that.
“Once I have my castle, why would I need to be out and about getting caught up in situations that could get me killed?“ He pointed out.
mxnofhonour:
“I struggle to imagine a world in which you don’t talk,” he counters, tossing the man the skin of wine they had had the good fortune to pack on their journey. “Although I must say…the hour or two during which you slept was rather enjoyable.”
In truth, it had scared him. He had spent that entire time checking the man’s pulse, accepting his own imminent death because who would be there to fight with him? He could scarcely hold a blade- if Bronn was gone, he would hardly stand a chance against anyone.
Bronn caught the wine, although he winced slightly as he lifted his arm to catch it. It pulled at his wound a bit. He took a sip of it and rested his head back before he looked back at Jaime again.
Hearing what he said, he raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think there is a world where I don’t talk.” He smirked. When he said about the hour or so when he was asleep being enjoyable, he gave him a look. “Are you sure about that? Because I am convinced, even when I was asleep that I felt you trying to check my pulse.”
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@brxnnxftheblackwater
sent 💔/“at least I’ve got you to take care of me”
The snow fall heavily beyond crumbling stone walls and it shows little sign of stopping.
At least the bleeding had stopped.
They’d been on the road when they’d encountered a small group of Stark bannermen. Bronn had taken out two of them, when the arrow had pierced his side. The moment the fourth man had fallen, Jaime had half-dragged Bronn to the small shelter in which they now sat. Jaime had cleaned and dressed the wound using a strip of material from his undershirt- it was the best he could do.
“Take care of you,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “I’m the furthest thing from a maester that you’ll ever find.”
Bronn was used to fighting people. Killing them if he needed to. So that was what he had done this time. And he had been doing it well until he felt the arrow hit his side. At first he thought it had just skimmed it but it soon become obvious. He had managed to kill the other two with the help of Jaime but he was soon down on the ground himself. It usually took a lot for Bronn to go down.
He had passed out for a little while. He wasn’t even sure how long, but now he was awake again. He looked at Jaime as he heard him. “You might be but if you hadn’t been here...I wouldn’t be talking right now. So I think I can say you are taking care of me.”
tyrion-lanni-star:
@brxnnxftheblackwater asked: ❛ Look at me and tell me what you see. ❜
Was this a trick? Either way, Tyrion was all for playing games. He smiled, raising the glass of wine to his lips and taking a small swallow. He put down the glass on the table before he spoke. “A sellsword, obsessed with money and women.” He leaned against the armrest of his chair. “But there is more than that. You’re hiding something.” He smirked.
Bronn watched as he took a sip of his drink and then hard what Tyrion replied with. “You do have a point there. But I didn’t grow up imagining I would be....as you described. I mean...underneath it all, what do you see?” He asked. “You think I am hiding something.”
❛ i can’t breathe , i can’t — ❜ (podrick)
As soon as Bronn had heard Podrick say this, he stopped his horse and jumped off. He rushed over to Pods and stopped the horse before helping him down. "What happened?" He asked him. He had been fine moments ago.
ladyxredxwolf:
Sansa looked up at the man in bed beside her and smiled gently and nodded just a little. “It does.” She admitted as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “But i’m happy about it.” She added letting him know that she was thankful that he wanted to be with her. “I’m incredibly excited that I’ve heard it.” Sansa told him with a wide grin on her face. “Do you want to stay in bed for a while longer, or would you like to get up and get food?” She questioned
Bronn smiled as he listened to her. He watched as she tacker her hair behind her ear. Seeing the grin on her face, he couldn’t help but grin back at her. “Well, that is up to you. I would stay here. But I am quite hungry as well.” Bronn told her. “Are you hungry?”
ladyxredxwolf:
Sansa looked over at him, honestly she was surprised by his admission, she’d not expected him to tell her that he wanted it more than once. She found herself starting to smile as she looked up at him. “I don’t want it to be just once either, I just wanted to hear you say it first.” She admitted gently. Listening to him, she moved over and kissed him softly.
He could see a hint of surprise on her face when he had said that. “Does that surprise you?” He asked. Bronn could understand why it would be a surprise to her, or anyone. “Well, now you have heard it.” Bronn kissed her back.
ladyxredxwolf:
Sansa looked at him and swallowed as he spoke, she moved to face him. “I mean… Do you?” She asked gently feeling nervous about what he’d want to do. “I mean would you want to stay here in the cold?”
“No. I don’t want it to be just this once. But I am asking you. If you want that then I understand.“ Bronn said. “Well, I am not used to the cold like this but...I can get used to it.“
ladyxredxwolf:
Sansa looked at him and smiled. “I’m not really sure if i’m honest. But then i’m not even sure what is going on here.” She admitted softly. “It all depends on what this is, if it’s just once well.. she doesn’t need to know really does she?”
Bronn looked at her as he listened to what she was saying. He didn’t say anything for a moment and then he finally spoke again. “Do you want it to be just this once?” He asked.
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