Jaime Lannister

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[jaimelannisterthings]

"Do you blame them?" The words fell past his lips without consulting his brain first, but Jaime wouldn't take them back. The blond never had been one to soften his words, at least not when he knew he was right. Tyrion didn't deserve the mistrust, at least not inherently, but if his brother anticipated otherwise, he'd perhaps lost himself in too many of those books over the years, "Did you expect otherwise?"

His gaze moved to Tyrion's face, seeking eye contact, "I know you're not lying—" Did he, though? Did he really absolutely know for certain? No. Jaime couldn't know, but he trusted Tyrion enough to believe him. That would have to suffice, "—but even if they knew the truth for certain, they would still call you a lair for speaking it."

@damnedance

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His gaze lingered on her hair as the sun flooding through the windows behind her set it aglow just as it had for months in the memories he sustained himself with in captivity. How strange, he thought, for one's reflection to surpass them so profoundly in beauty, for her to remain perfect despite his imperfections. Did she honestly still see herself in his eyes as he saw himself in hers?

If she didn't, she would. He'd do everything in his power to remind her.

"About this?" His response came quietly, "I would lie to me."

@thenightmareofyourdrems

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He stared into the fire before them as the finer twigs curled in on themselves. Strange, really, how he believed Brienne sincerely meant the words. They sounded annoyed, certainly, but not feigned. Jaime allowed the statement to linger in the air for a few seconds too long before his gaze raised to meet hers.

"—what? I wasn't listening."

@betweenthesinnersandthesaints

[jaimelannisterthings]

you're not listening to me, are you?

"Do you have any idea how hard it is not to listen to you?"

"You never shut up."

[jaimelannisterthings]

-1000 that's utterly rid ic u l o u s

"You're just angry I'm prettier than you."

@thesellsword

so put that on your scale

[jaimelannisterthings]

they say the 'scale' cannot handle a Lannister

100% objectively true, not just hearsay

@spiderwarden

[jaimelannisterthings]

four at best

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR LIES, DECEIT, AND SOME VILLAINY *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

would i lie to you?

i've never lied, not even once.

that sounds like a you problem.

you believe me, don't you?

i always get what i want.

i've never led you astray.

you promised you'd let them go.

i'm not playing around any longer.

hand it over. i know you have it.

we can do this the easy way... or the hard way.

have i ever let you down before?

you can trust me.

you were lying the whole time.

you're the reason they're dead.

i've got no reason to lie.

you double-crossed me.

you spat on my kindness. now face my wrath.

that wasn't a very good lie.

i never should have believed you.

i thought you told me everything.

you lied to my face.

well. i lied. good luck with that.

why did you keep this from me?

you should have listened to me when you had the chance.

i honestly thought i could trust you.

the plan is working.

how dare you say that to me.

you know me. i would never lie about something like this.

please, you have to believe me!

i'm telling the truth, i swear!

i told you everything i know!

you gotta believe me!

you're a traitor.

you're just going to leave me here?

had you only listened to me... none of this would have happened.

that's all there was! i swear!

you turned me into this monster.

prove it to me.

what's behind your back?

tell me everything you know.

if you don't tell me the truth, i swear...

that's the last of it! i promise!

you're going to die down there.

ah, ah, ah... it's not that simple.

don't ever cross me again.

you could have just told me the truth.

look what your lie has done.

this is all your fault.

i gave you what you wanted! let me go!

you fell into my trap!

i gave you a chance, and you squandered it.

i blame you for everything.

look at what you've done.

you failed. accept it.

i shouldn't trust you. not after what you did.

you betrayed me.

i'll never look at you the same way.

you won't get away with this.

you're a horrible liar.

not so fast!

i don't believe a word of what you just said.

that's a lie and you know it.

give me what i want, or your friends are dead.

now i feel like a fool for trusting you.

now look what you've done.

over my dead body!

you didn't think it'd be that easy, now did you?

[mcflymemes]

"NO ONE EVER LISTENS TO ME" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for expressing frustration, adjust as necessary

this is what happens when you don't listen to me.

i told you the truth, and you ignored me.

no one ever listens to what i have to say.

i could be a valuable asset, you know. i could help. but no one ever wants my help.

no one ever seems to take me seriously.

it turns out some of my ideas are good after all!

i'll tell you the truth, but it's going to cost you.

will somebody please just listen to me?

i feel like i'm talking to a wall.

you're not listening to me, are you?

would you just stop for a second and listen?

i'm telling you everything i know.

you're the first person who ever took me seriously.

thank you for actually listening to me.

i'm not used to people actually caring about what i have to say.

i don't know anything beyond that.

you could have asked me, and i would have told you the truth.

they wouldn't hear me out, but maybe you will.

no one understands me. no one ever tries to understand me.

they think i'm lying, but i'm not.

if you would just listen to me for a second, we could fix this.

i was right, wasn't i?

and you thought i was making shit up. who's the fool now?

i don't want to say "i told you so" but... i told you so.

this could have all been prevented if you'd just listen to me.

they won't answer my calls.

i can't get through to anyone.

they told me they have it under control.

they're going to regret not listening to what i have to say.

would you just let me explain to you what's going on?

i have all the answers you need.

i'm actually an expert at this, believe it or not.

why don't you just ask me how to do it?

i know how to do it.

they didn't believe a word i said.

you'll hear me out, right?

give me a chance to explain everything.

i can't help you if you won't listen.

you're going to regret not hearing me out.

i have a lot of things i need to say.

listen to me for two seconds.

i had all the answers right here the whole time.

you wasted a lot of time not listening to me.

do you want my advice?

you're the one who refused to listen to me. i was trying to help.

i thought you said you could handle this all by yourself?

i know more than you do.

if you want to survive this, heed my warning.

i've done this before. i know how to do it.

you'll thank me later.

what's it going to take for you to listen to me?

i know what i'm doing! back off!

this is the thanks i get?

[jaimelannisterthings]

"I already slayed the men I thought killed you-"

"-too late to come back now, I'm afraid."

@fantasywritten

[jaimelannisterthings]

[starter for @therosepetalrps (AU Wynafryd Stark)]

Any hope Jaime had of decent company gasped its last dying breath and withered away when Tyrion left Winterfell. Even the mediocre option of Jon Snow, whom the lion enjoyed giving hints to about life at the Wall, left to discover those harsh realities for himself. With his dear sister frustratingly keeping her distance, Jaime faced countless hours of downtime either alone or, worse, among the northerners.

He hadn't thought this place could become drearier than when they first arrived, but after the tragic survival of the young wolf Jaime realized he'd underestimated its ability. Never before had boredom gripped him so tightly as in this absolutely dreadful grey expanse of walls. His fingers itched to fight, his body ached for his lioness, and his mind bitterly regretted not pushing the boy more mindfully. He would still almost certainly die, but the wait proved inconvenient.

His gaze flickered to the young woman in the hall whose name escaped him, if he'd ever known it at all, voice breaking the stillness as he sought eye contact, "Winterfell certainly has a distinct lack of charm. Don't you agree?"

[betweenthesinnersandthesaints]

A slow exhale and a roll of the eyes is the only physical sign of annoyance she gives. She knows that's his intention.

"If anyone is a headache, it is you, Kingslayer."

[jaimelannisterthings]

With every footfall, the dull ache in his legs gained more a smidgen more strength against him. Months spent largely sat still on the ground in chains made his muscles object to the sudden hours of movement. Jaime primarily passed time while captive by reliving moments with and imagining scenarios about Cersei. He felt less alone thinking about her while knowing she thought of him too.

His lips pressed in a thin line to himself, not visible to Brienne as he walked in front of her. Kingslayer. He'd been gone from his sweet sister so long now. He had to get back, preferably on his own.

He let words roll off his tongue as soon as they came to mind without giving them any forethought. They better distracted him from his thoughts and ailments that way. Besides, it felt good to just have a conversation, even a combative one, or especially a combative one, "Count yourself lucky to have a headache worth having. Mine's shrill and crass—" He grinned to himself before turning his head to share his amusement with her, seeking eye contact, "—and ugly."

[jaimelannisterthings]

@betweenthesinnersandthesaints

"You know, long ago I overheard a drunk knight swear to the gods his brother was a headache shaped as a human."

"I never understood what he meant until I met you."

[jaimelannisterthings]

where my party people at?

[jaimelannisterthings]

kizhavvorsa·:

open to: anyone

verse: Any fantasy world

plot: The witch hunter [x]

“Oh you’re awake?” Daenerys said without looking over her shoulder, what she was doing right now was a death sentence amongst her sisterin. Saving any witch hunter on any land was considered punishable by a thousand deaths, torture would even be a gift. “I heard what you did to that poor coven. You barely made it out alive before you collapsed on my doorstep. You’ll be safe here for now but I advise that you don’t move, my magic is barely holding you together.” Daenerys couldn’t help the wicked grin across her face, the one thing she knew the hunter would hate was to be in this exact situation, surround with magic in the presence of a witch and to owe a life debt to one.

The endeavor had proven itself a large-scale hunt meant in hindsight for an army of witch hunters, but instead fought by a mere three. The blond couldn’t so much as remember the names of the two men accompanying him, though. Alysgot? Alysgett? Alysland? Alys... It didn’t matter; they were no great loss to the cause. In truth, they’d come to carry equipment and take turns on watch at night. He’d warned his father they would only hold him back. Jaime’s only solace now would be that he’d been absolutely correct.

His eyes opened to a darkened ceiling, slowly becoming more and more aware of pain tickling about him. Despite it, the blond shifted slightly, eyes darting up toward the left when Daenerys spoke, his every muscle burning like he’d attempted to outrun an army of horses only to be trampled by them one at a time. As much as this all but forced him back down the inch or two, his eyes never left her face. 

He’d never been looking for the coven he’d massacred (and in turn been massacred by, based on the ache of currently just being alive). They’d happened upon it with a dash of luck and couple days of side-tracked investigation, but the man couldn’t pass up an opportunity to slaughter a bustling nest. Jaime was never one to hold back when he could be in battle instead.

However, it had been a detour. His father initially sent him out after her, “Your advice...” So, really, this was good fortune, “...sounds more like a threat.” That’s what he tried to tell himself, anyway, as the situation started to process more clearly as overwhelmingly unfortunate. 

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omfg i forgot my page has hannah montana music

why does that still work lmao i'm keeping it

i don't think i've jumped so high like that in a long time sob

[jaimelannisterthings]

@betweenthesinnersandthesaints

"Bet you missed me more than I missed you. I'm very missable; just ask-"

"-uh, anyone, like that northerner over there."