#{got au}

[kissophile]

the realm’s delight ! 𐒘𝛠 ⋅ . ᮫ ˳

[eyelambspider]

ᴋɪɴɢꜱɢᴜᴀʀᴅ 141! ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ — ᴄᴏᴅ:ᴍᴡ

» ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ : royal!reader & taskforce 141: price, gaz, soap, ghost, farah, alex, alejandro, rudy » ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : mentions of blood/swords, fluff, swearing » ᴀ/ɴ : expect GOT inspiration ahead

ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ has been the lord commander of the kingsguard since your father had entrusted him all those years ago. its his duty to protect the throne, and you especially

he doesn't often directly question your judgement (ESPECIALLY in public or in front of an audience) but does pull you aside to voice his concerns when he needs to

(I also think ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ would have better training than most. Either from his own house and/or taught by a master-at-arms) he always knew he'd be a knight.

ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ being the one to knight ɢᴀᴢ, who—for a short time—was his squire.

(kill me bc its so cute to think ab) ɢᴀᴢ likes to speak his mind when he perceives someone to be a threat in any way. Always the first one to step forward when some noble tries to disguise a threat under pretty words and a sharp tongue.

ꜱᴏᴀᴘ is the son of a lower house and squired for too many years without real promise of becoming an actual knight.

He is highly skilled in shooting and swordsmanship, even brutal on the battlefield, and eventually made a name for himself by himself. Enough that ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ agreed to let him join their ranks.

ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ being a guard who came out of nowhere. no house, no name, no titles. just showed up to a tourney to prove he was worth carrying the burden of protecting you too.

ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ doesn't like being called 'ser' or any of 'that fancy bullshit'

ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ is a knight who never takes his helmet off. And while seeming to be almost threatening in the eyes of the court... is as loyal as they come, and has taken his oath to protect you without hesitation.

ꜰᴀʀᴀʜ (imo) wouldn't join the kingsguard SOLELY because 'its her duty'.

'its honorable to protect the crown' is a noble sentiment, yes, but she would only fight & devote her life to someone worthy in her eyes. I.e. you and you alone.

ᴀʟᴇx (before) was just another son of a high noble house. Aimless and unsure why he held his sword in the first place, until he met farah. He eventually agrees with her and decided you were worth swearing his blade to. He hasn't looked back since.

To him, you are worth dying for, and more importantly, worth living for.

ᴀʟᴇᴊᴀɴᴅʀᴏ (like price) was trained by a master-at-arms and is exceptionally skilled in combat. He's also tactically brilliant, and like farah, has more 'hands-on' experience in battle than most.

he teaches ʀᴜᴅʏ this, as their houses were close & were practically raised like brothers.

ᴋɪɴɢꜱɢᴜᴀʀᴅ 141! watching over you in shifts. Its common for Ghost, Farah & Alex to take the longest stands stood outside your chamber doors. Sometimes even skipping sleep.

ᴋɪɴɢꜱɢᴜᴀʀᴅ 141! keeping guard whilst you're in the throne room, a strong line of knights with their swords ready. Or keeping a loose circle and glancing at you every so often when you're in the garden. Or riding alongside of you during your lessons. Or accompanying you on your hunts outside of the keep.

Always working together under price's commands. Vigilant eyes watching the surroundings... and occasionally staring at you.

All of them swearing the oath to serve & protect you.

ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ :

price, gaz, soap, and rudy take care of their own armor. getting it repaired when they need to and cleaning it often. they're proud to wear it, so its condition needs to reflect that.

(speaking of which soap & ghost don't really care for the cloak)

ghost & farah don't care much. armor is armor, if they need new ones, they'll get it replaced when its too worn. (these goobers also like how 'lived-in' theirs gets. the dents and scratches proof of their service)

tell me why i think alejandro and alex would get someone else to clean their armor for them.

ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ :

the ones who would join the jousts: gaz, soap, ghost, alex

(these boys love their jousts & won't be found just watching)

soap & alex showing off and basking in the cheers

each of them riding up to where you sit in the stands, holding up their lance, and hoping to receive your favor before the match.

(ghost especially) since you're pretty much the only noble he thinks would give him their favor anyway.

if they're fighting in your nameday (& for that praise-worthy toast from you after they win) they are going to fight like hell for it. trust me.

the ones who would watch the jousts: price, farah, alejandro, rudy

farah watches mostly because she wants to stay by your side... and doesn't see much point in 'needless' fighting. she does laugh though at the others though.

(and also if she were to fight-lets be honest-she'd win and be absolutely covered in dirt and mud)

price & alejandro like to watch the others and comment on the techniques they use. watching the sport for the love of the sport.

price also not wanting to get a concussion for strictly entertainment purposes. "let the others get the 'glory'" mindset.

alejandro & rudy always watch together, and alejandro points out both the flaws and techniques worth using. them betting against each other who will win.

. sword/tarot divider by @archiveofsnow !

[munyon]

Kind of suits him🪦🐦

[amoratearte]

a belated merry christmas from lyanna and her sweet daughter visenya

from my rhaegar wins au

[atlantisbug]

[fandomfreak1611]

I just thought about a AU for AKOTSK where the characters live in the GoT timeline and face the White Walkers instead.

Like how would the characters react?

Who would believe it and fight?

Who would do a Cersei and leave the heroes to it?

Which characters would perish?

Who would deliver the final blow to the Night King? (If they even manage to kill him)

The more I think about it, the more I want to see something like this written.

I don’t know, it was just a thought 🤷‍♀️😂

[joanna-lannister]

THE LANNISTER FAMILY AFTER WINNING THE WAR OF KING'S LANDING

She wrapped her arms around the delicate little body covered in blood and fluids laying on her stomach and dropped a kiss on the crown of its head, two sets of emeralds meeting each other for the first time. "It's a girl, your Grace," Qyburn informed. Cersei looked back at her brother, a bright smile she had never seen before curling up his lips. The smile of fatherhood. "A girl," she said. "A beautiful and healthy baby girl," he grinned, as if he tried to wash away her doubts he would be disappointed by the birth of a girl, but she knew he wasn't, and they sealed their new emotions with a kiss. Once Qyburn took care of the deliverance and her maids cleaned up the mess the childbirth had caused, they were left the three of them alone in the Royal bedroom. The Queen was throning in her bed, the memory of a frog long forgotten, and with next to her, her husband, the Prince Consort. Both of them in awe, whispering sweet nothings to the latest addition of their family, they couldn't tear their look away from the new little Princess nestled in the crook of Cersei's arm, a tiny fist wrapped around one of her father's fingers. She was bound to ravish their life, Cersei knew it. "She needs a name," Jaime eventually spoke after a while. "Oh, but she already has one," Cersei replied as a matter of fact. She snapped her neck toward her brother, a confused look painted on his face, but the slight twitch of her lips gave away what name she had in mind and it was his turn to smile. Together, they shook their heads in agreement, they both knew which one their little girl was meant to bear. A bold and fierce name. Joanna.

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