#amaidasfairassummer

[legends-and-savages]

@amaidasfairassummer​ liked for a starter with D.aemon

“What brings the little lioness here?”  He asked.  He looked from her back down to what he’d been doing.

[silvcrignis]

Zero Chill || Claude & Joanna

@amaidasfairassummer con’t from {x}

The man was becoming more flirtatious, and whilst Joanna wasn’t interested, he was nice enough for her to continue to talk to him. It wasn’t long though before she felt Claude’s arm come round her, and the first thing that struck her was how unusually warm he was. She turned to ask if he had a temperature but immediately saw that that was not the case. The anger in his voice alarmed her and she wasn’t surprised to see the flirter scarper quickly.

“That wasn’t necessary, you know,” Joanna said gently. “He wasn’t doing any harm, and even if he was I could have handled it.” It wasn’t as though she had no experience with that sort of thing. Most likely, Claude saw her as young and weak and small, but she had been able to look after herself well enough so far. “I don’t need to be protected.”

Usually Claude’s facial features were set to the definition of the concept of a resting BITCH face, a perfect cross between looking despondent, BORED & slightly irritated but at the retreat of his COMPETITION (because right now that was ALL Claude was capable of perceiving the other man whether Joanna was interested or not) he actually smiled... It was NOT a pleasant one, in fact it was better described as an incredibly crazed display of his eerily sharp white teeth, not at ALL aided by the very LOUD snap of said teeth (somewhat reminiscent of a BEAR TRAP as opposed to the jaw of a MAN) after his retreat a wordless but poignant expression of ‘Fuck off, mate’ without him having to SPEAK his sentiments aloud. 

The very FIRST noise Joanna heard actually DIRECTED at her was a long, exasperated inhale, his free hand rising to pinch the bridge of his nose... It was one of his self imposed anger management techniques because he was much closer to utterly losing his patience with her... He ADORED her but she had the mental capacity of a goddamn half filled bucket at the WORST of times. When he was POSITIVE he would NOT shake her at a velocity forceful enough to get Sherriff Nottingham called to the location post haste he FINALLY let go of his nose, both of his hands moved to switch to her shoulders before he swung around to give her a head on view of his face, the movement possessing the usual grace that seemed ALIEN for someone so large (at least someone who was UNAWARE of how LONG he had taken ballet lessons as a child) his head tilting at an angle that was JUST slightly too far to seem COMFORTABLE for anybody.

“... Miss Lannister. You think I did THAT because I thought you needed PROTECTION? If I thought that he would be a pile of thoroughly tenderised flesh on the floor in front of you,” he breathed, sounding only SLIGHTLY calmer though his tone was... A lot more ominous than his standard monotone.

“I could have EATEN him if I so pleased.”

“That’sssss my job,” the bar tender quipped, unable to resist.

“Kaa.”

“Sssssorry.”

“As I was SAYING I did not do that to be some sort of bitchass white knight. Want to try that a g a i n, Cakepop?”

[the-rogue-dragon]

💋

"My Lady." Daemon carefully took her hand into his and guided it towards his lips, to press a soft kiss to it. "I have not seen you around court so much these days, always a pleasure meeting you again."

[sesikudadaryti]

✿ C L O S E D S T A R T E R W I T H J O A N N A ✿ @amaidasfairassummer

"If you keep running around like that your certain to fall and hurt yourself." He smirked as he looked over papers on his desk. The duties of the Hand was never over. "Did you get a chance to see your uncle Jamie since arriving? I know he misses you."

[fantasywritten]

@amaidasfairassummer asked: ❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜ - for tyrion?

“OH, I WOULD CERTAINLY HOPE SO.” Tyrion let out a chuckle, shaking his head. “My reputation is quite negative. Even more negative than a REGULAR MAN of my… stature. Must be my Lannister blood. Or the fact that my family blames me for the death of my mother.” He lifted his goblet of wine, taking a swig from it before offering it to Joanna. “Try it. IT’S GOOD.”

[singxfus]

@amaidasfairassummer said ❝ Someone will remember us, even in another time. ❞ - for Quentyn

The Dornish prince does not look to her, brown eyes cast out across the city below. Thwarted were his plans to cross the Narrow Sea and offer himself as husband to the Dragon Queen. No, he had instead been summoned to King's Landing, to wed the Queen Regent. Father had given him little say in the matter- it benefitted House Martell a sight more for the Prince to wed a queen, rather than someone who was as yet to win the throne.

But the Queen Regent was old in comparison to Quentyn's nineteen years. The intent of a union between them would be to strengthen their allies and produce heirs. Was Cersei Lannister even still capable of carrying a babe?

If he must wed a Lannister, why could it not be Joanna, who sits with him now? She was similar in age, beautiful and kind. And he did not fear that she would murder him in his sleep the way he feared her aunt.

"I don't want to be remembered as some old woman's consort. I'll be mocked for the rest of my days and beyond that. They'll sing songs of the Queen Regent and her boy-husband."

[tofeelthecold]

@amaidasfairassummer​ hit the heart.

“You should be more careful than that,” Kaz stated as he moved to grab his cane and shrug into his jacket. “Though you’re the one that came to me and I’m not in the mood for a long drawn out discussion. What business?”

[samenkomen]

"𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐝𝐝 that I am loved by one for a kindness I never did, and reviled by so many for my finest act.”

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