#aeksionmuna

[lionwithouthonour-blog]

Jaime, what are you doing. /aeksionmuna

“Would you believe me if I said...nothing..?”

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[asongoftasandfire]

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Joanna sighed, but nodded. She understood the need to escape bad memories, certainly. “Alright, but at least promise me you’ll take it easy on yourself. Just because certain parties can’t be bothered to care about anyone else doesn’t mean there aren’t people who do care about you.”

“I know, Joanna.” She said, smiling gently at her, trying not to look at sad as herself. “The king cares. He is my brother. I know him, and he does care, he just doesn’t always understand how people work.” she said softly. “He was sad about our daughter. He wants another soon.” she said. “Can you tighten my dress?”

[lionwithouthonour-blog]

Beep / aeksionmuna

13. A rude text

[Mum] Fuck sake, can you just stop bugging me and Cersei about stuff!

SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT FROM MY MUSE.

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[asongoftasandfire]

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship / aeksionmuna for Tywin

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Okie so I’m just gonna do one wee story cause it’s probably got at least four headcanons in it. They didn’t do the thing on their wedding night. Everyone was listening, Aerys had made awkward comments, and Joanna was just not into it, so to spare her, Tywin (in perhaps the most silly thing he had ever done) theatrically made the noises and banged up against the headboard for a few minutes until it was enough and people went away and left them alone. They spent like ten minutes debating how much blood needed to be on the sheets for it to pass as her maidenhead (I also think they miggghhhttt have done the thing before marriage). They fell asleep in each other’s arms and in the morning made love all nice and disgustingly loving in the early morning light. The end.

[asoiafundone-blog]

send me ☼ and i’ll bold all those that apply to your muse:

@aeksionmuna

I would hurt you if the opportunity presented itself | I never want to see you again | I’m jealous of you | I find you attractive | I find you REALLY attractive | I crave your approval | I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about your approval | I enjoy your company | I want us to have a future together | I wish we were dating | I wish we’d never met | I’ve thought about you while masturbating | I would fuck you | I’m using you | I love you | I’d take a bullet for you | I’ve been dishonest with you | I wish you’d leave me alone | I’d do anything you asked of me |

[jestersmuses]

If we had never met, it would have saved us both some grief. / Aeksionmuna for tyrion

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Tyrion glanced up at the tall and beautiful woman through his mismatched eyes. Her long blonde hair looked oddly familiar to him, but he couldn’t recollect ever having seen her before… but that was a lie. It felt like he should know her, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on WHY he should. “I’m sorry… but I don’t believe that we have ever met before.” He replied.

[fleckedwithgold]

Send 🖤 for a forced/harsh/firm kiss. / aeksionmuna

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They were both angry, as they had both broken a promise they had made to each other long ago. But she broke it first, he raged inwardly.

A promise made even before their betrothal, and unbroken until now: 

Behind closed doors, they would speak their minds freely, disagree, challenge each other, because it would make them stronger. But in the company of others, a united front. Always.

Tywin hadn’t been thinking about her brother during the council meeting, her brother who was being held hostage by House Tarbeck. He hadn’t been thinking about anything except how his father, his family, his house, were being humiliated by the Tarbecks. And so the words came easily. “Tell Lady Tarbeck that we will return her husband to her in three pieces - one for every Lannister taken.”

Of course, such an action would be a death sentence for Joanna’s brother, and if Tywin hadn’t been so angry with his father, he would have realized it before he ever uttered the words. Joanna’s reaction had been swift and of course Father immediately latched on to her violent protestations. 

She had stormed off after the council meeting adjourned, Tywin close on her heels. Reaching the safety of her solar, she probably would have tried to close the door on his face, but he pushed his way through and slammed the door behind him.

He had been ready to rage, to seethe, maybe even to yell a little, but the sight of his betrothed, nearly aflame with fury, gave him pause. Had her eyes ever been so green? 

Who was this woman he was marrying, who somehow weaseled her way into attending his father’s council meetings? 

Who was this woman who stood up to him in a room full of men who feared to challenge him? 

She had her own way of wielding power, with a softer hand than Tywin, certainly, but she held power nonetheless. And it was beautiful.

She was beautiful.

He stumbled toward her, not able to get her in his arms fast enough. And then he had her in his grip, his hands clutching at her shoulders to hold her still so he could take her mouth with his. A kiss, but a demanding, possessive kiss, marking her as his.

[crxfter]

‘ Nothing bothers me more than problems I’ve already solved coming back to be problems again. ’ / aeksionmuna

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Tysha looked nervously at the woman. She remembered the Lannister definition of problem solving all too well, and did not care for a repeat performance after all these years. “I assure you, m’lady, I do not intend to cause problems for you or your family.”