#dippys asks

[dipperscavern]

Just had myself a t h i n k

You know that one tumblr post that went something along the lines of "if vampires need permission to come inside, does that mean you can just keep riding them and edge them?"

Okay, that...

But, with Remmick

Same flavor of vampire and everything...

wait because yes ..... wait wait wait cause why am i thinking about flipping this a bit... listen to me carefully. when he's close (you both are), you let out a hurried squeak of "pull out, rem-! pull out!" and he mocks you by saying "but you said i could come in, darlin'," with such pity in his voice its almost laughable, except nothing about this situation is funny (to you). little did you know that when you told remmick 'come in' as he stood just outside your doorway, it was all the permission he needed. you didnt know.

and he didnt tell you.

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Ghost would definitely follow you around if Jon has a crush on you. Like he literally won't leave your side. While your mending capes and clothing for the brothers, Ghost is right next to you, watching.

this is everything to me btw. because jon and ghost are more of a partnership than master and pet, and ghost regularly has his own way about things

he picks up on jon’s feelings about you, and while ghost has liked you from the get-go, he starts to become obnoxious about it. he knows jon will notice, and means to act as a rope that sort of tugs jon towards you.

he pins his ears whenever anyone but you or jon reach to pet him. he likes to lay on one of the tables in the mess hall while you’re cleaning up, and stands anytime the door opens, making him look freakishly tall. when you aren’t up the same time he and jon are, or ghost just hasn’t seen you around castle black yet, he’ll pad over and sniff & paw the door to your room until jon knocks to check. he even bumps into jon purposely when he’s standing near you.

of course, jon notices his behavior, and he’s not so foolish to think its just the wolf being quirky. he knows what ghost is doing, and he knows ghost knows what he’s doing. it’s just a test of who’s more stubborn, really. but it all clicks in a way it hasn’t before when one day ser alliser puts a (mocking) hand on your shoulder and the direwolf growls. actually growls.

and before anything else can, the reason for ghosts name flashes in jon’s mind in that moment. he never makes a sound.

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I'm so not normal about cregan, i need to pull his pretty hair and make him whine so bad

- Crow

im the most normal about cregan ive ever been, its not like i think if you tugged his hair while he was eating you out he'd grunt & his hips would jut forward into the mattress for friction. i would seriously never think that. and dont even insinuate that after you catalog his reaction, the next time you ride him and he's close, you reach a hand into his hair and give a sharp tug where it curls at the base of his neck. seriously, dont. because its not like he'd cum immediately, brows pinched & grinding his teeth with a wince (because you always cum first (its a rule in his castle)), panting with a mutter of "clever girl," as you give a smile & press a kiss to the corner of his mouth

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In totally gonna press the issue-Remmick sucking blood off ur knee after u fall (cause he scared the shit out of u at night) and he's looking up at u from between ur legs

I DONT WANT TO TAKK ABOUT IT LALALALA I CANT HEAR YOU okay i’ll speak.

remmick is still adjusting to being around you. it’s ironic, really, being inhuman for so long you forget what it’s like.

rem, i can’t hear your footsteps (..) you’re quiet when you move

he’d just about scared the daylights out of you — being so focused on the thrum of your pulse he forgot to heavy his footsteps for you. he’s so damn used to being unseen it’s taken nights like these to remind him to occupy a space.

so now you find yourself here, sat on the edge of the bed with remmick between your legs. caressing your calf with a touch that’s sickly sweet, especially coming from a soul that’s so rotten. “Sit down,” he had said. “Let me clean y’up,” he asked.

and just like you said come in all those nights ago, you said okay, rem. he likes when you call him that. if you had fangs of your own, you’d know by the jump of his blood. know by that link.

but not yet, remmick tells himself. eternity wasn’t a choice for him, so it will be a choice for you. it’s better if you choose it, make it taste sweeter when the time comes.

the time isn’t here now, though, so he’s on his knees. steadying your bleeding leg with the very hands that have taken lives —turned them everliving, too.

he kisses his way up to your wound, finding the stray drips of blood on his way, greedy in the way his tongue darts out to lap it up. you resist the urge to squirm. he’d probably like it.

it stings only for a second when his mouth lands on the source of that astray crimson, and you can feel the phantom of the fangs you know he’s using willpower to keep at bay.

it’s hardest when blood is involved, that animalistic part of his brain fighting to be forefront of his actions. but remmick has lived with such a dark passenger for centuries, and waves it back with the very hand his claws dare to poke out of.

it isn’t a lot of blood, only the smallest of offerings — but an offering nonetheless. another presentation of trust, another night of seeing the dark and choosing to let it cradle you.

and it does. he licks and cleans and his breaths are shaky while he does it, but he never falters, even with the effort it clearly takes to pull himself back from you. from your offering.

when he does, he presses a kiss to your knee. you twitch when he does, the area still sensitive.

“Poor darlin’,” he coos, and his hand smoothes over your thigh, causing your skirt to bunch. “Care to let me make it up to you?”

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rlly want to dance with robb stark 😭 I’m talking early season 1 Winterfell Robb, and it’s probably at the revel arranged for the Baratheons, and he just squeezes your hand and shoots you a grin and then he’s pulling you to your feet

And ur both laughing even though nothing is funny, grinning at each other like lovesick idiots, and Catelyn is just watching u like ‘fucking hell these kids are oblivious’

your brain. this is so freaking cute hattie :( it’s like such a need id rank it over water

robb stark x fem!reader

“You’re drunk.”

you try to scoff, but the same substance warming your cheeks and loosening your tongue makes it come out as a guffaw. “I am absolutely not.”

theon’s laugh leads the beginning of his next retort. “Oh, you absolutely are.”

your mouth drops open at such an accusation. you turn to touch the shoulder of robb sitting next to you, who is in the middle of arm-wrestling one of lord glovers sons.

“Robb,” his head turns slightly to look at you, arm shaking from the effort he exudes. “Am I drunk?”

one glance to theon tells him exactly what’s going on. he cracks a smile, but seems to still have the wisdom to feign ignorance. “What, you?” he shakes his head. “Never.”

cheers erupt from beside you as robb slams his opponents arm to the table. theon rolls his eyes — somehow loudly.

proper and courteous is how the welcome celebrations started, as most do in the north. and as most do, after the first cups of liquid misbehavior were poured things had (not at all) steadily devolved from there. as is evident by the king of the seven kingdoms and his face, which is currently buried between the breasts of a (willing) lady.

music flows, yelling voices mix, the occasional fight or two erupting when men lose bets they wagered their best donkeys on — it’s a boisterous atmosphere. it’s your favorite kind.

“That one,” theon points out. “In the yellow.”

you and robb’s heads move in sync trying to pinpoint the greyjoys latest victim. robb is seemingly more coordinated than you.

“Her?” he asks after a mere second. eyes still scanning the room, you’re about to voice your troubles when robb’s hand comes to turn your jaw in the direction he’s looking. a small oh falls from your mouth.

you’re looking at a — very pretty — lady, but all you can truly focus on is the gentle grasp of fingers on your jaw. it’s a cheek-heating gesture, warmth joining with your already-warm pulse to create a hot and fuzzy thrum beneath your skin.

theon hums, voice bringing you back to reality. “She’ll be getting familiar with my chambers ceilings quite soon.”

robb’s face is one of doubt while yours is more of disgust. “You’re unbelievably lewd.”

the hand cupping your jaw leaves to aid its owner in sipping his ale — you mourn the loss of contact. “And you’re unbelievably listening. Perhaps you should watch as she fawns over me.”

robb laughs into his cup. “Perhaps if she’s drunk as well, she might.”

“Laugh now,” theon says, continuing to stare as the dance floor opens up, and he sees the woman stand to find a partner. he stands as well. “You all laugh now.”

the music changes into something of a faster rhythm — a familiar dance to many who’ve grown up in the north. noticing it, you and robb both look at each other. you glance at theon and the dance floor, and robb shoots you a grin before grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet.

you feel light in this moment. airy, like you’re stepping on clouds. it’s warm, the night is young, and so are you. robb’s touch soothes that uncomfortable itch you have when winesung & without it. your eyes trace the curve of robb’s jaw as he leads you through the crowd, and though he can feel you close behind, he still glances to check you’re there. that you’re not just there, but here, with him in time right now. sometimes he has to remind himself you’re real. if only he could tell you so.

a pair of eyes gaze at you both from the table the queen and king currently sit at. they hold a certain fondness, though it's heavily veiled in lieu of company.

catelyn knows that look. she’s seen it in petyr's eyes when gazing at her many times, and it's quite a heartwarming sight when it is returned... if only she ever did (return)

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Dipper! Oh great Stark man expert! What is the Stark men’s types?

Like, I feel that all of them have soft spots for people who are honorable yet fierce. But like, what else makes them do a double take to a person? What catches their attention?

oh stop it you flirt 🙂‍↕️ hmmm !!

jon definitely has a soft spot for people who can make him laugh or at least crack a smile, yk?? the witty types who just alwayssss have something to say. he’d never admit it but it definitely gets through that brooding exterior of his. i think a smiley person gets his attention too, one who just can’t help but crack a smile at literally anything. it’s so funny because he’s the opposite, and if you’re the smiley type you’d cancel each other out. but this could work both ways ! like if you’re even more brooding than he is it would just make him more smiley HAHA the starks (especially him) are so flexible in that aspect

guys i am about to say something freaky just walk with me. i think spitfires catch robb’s attention, people who are sure of themselves and aren’t afraid to say they think they’re in the right. but. one thing gets him hooked on someone literally no matter what kind of a person they are. and the thing? disinterest. IM SORRY. act like you couldn’t care less about him pursuing you and he’s drooling like a dog. he likes the chase, likes the test to see if he’s all that he thinks he is. he loves hard though, don’t get me wrong — the chase isn’t all that he’s there for, and he won’t be uninterested when it’s over. i’m just saying it gets his tail wagging (don’t talk about men like they’re dogs challenge 321 go) (he likes it okay.)

cregan. i think he’s a bit partial to the reserved girlies, who have layers and they’re peeled back slowly, only when he makes an effort to get to know them. i have this vision of cregan walking with someone in the castle and he’s about to pass you in the hallway. and you do something — let out a sudden laugh, make a face after the person you’re talking to turns away etc, and he catches it. oh and you catch him looking too, a cheeky glint in your eye that he’s never seen before. best believe he’s turning his head to keep looking at you as he passes and fully (accidentally) not listening to whoever’s talking to him anymore LOL

^^ but in that same breath my heart honestly beats for cregan with someone a bit odd & unapologetically themself. i will not speak on it because i have before and i typed for like 30 minutes and i will not repeat my mistakes

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AND ANOTHER THING, i love the idea of men being unable to shut up because that’s how they work and i just love the thought of how differently the stark men make themselves heard in bed.

Like I feel like Robb will just talk and talk like a unstoppable flow of praises and such about how incredible you are and also some teasing mayhaps 👀, and Jon is less eloquent and barely manages to hold back whines and grunts because GODS he’s losing it

Thank yeeeeeewwwwww 🪿

NO YOU ARE SO RIGHT AND EXACTLY CORRECTLY TRUE. robb is such a fucking RAMBLER oh my god. because outside of the bedroom of course he teases, but he's such a gentleman, and then once he's got you under him ..... he's saying the nastiest shit EVA! "takin' me so well, love," / "grippin me s'tight," / "feel that? soakin' me, pretty," and when he wraps a hand around your calf & hikes your leg up to change the angle, pulling him in even deeper, he says something like "oh, i know-- thats a girl,"

and jon, im so sorry to say, can barely speak sometimes. early seasons jon genuinely goes still the first few times he's inside of you because he's trying so hard to focus on anything else, or he's cumming immediately, and he's already so embarrassed. thank the gods you think he's cute. he's doing breathing exercises and losing his mind and you're genuinely not even doing anything and you can feel him twitching- OKAY ILL STOP. JEEZ. NO NEED TO YELL.

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Stark men who love your smile and will do anything to see it because they think it’s the sweetest, prettiest thing ever… and who get so jealous anytime you smile at any other man because why are you giving your pretty smile to other men when you could be giving it to them?

-📰

no because youre onto something….

the stark men adore your smile. the crinkle of your eyes, the lift of your lips, the occasional show of your teeth. while you always look pretty, the stark men think you look prettiest when smiling. when smiling at them.

robb usually disguises his jealousy in the form of jests/teases. he’s trying to listen to what theons telling him, truly, but he cant tear his eyes off for where you’re smiling/laughing with someone he doesn’t know. which is strange, because he knows everybody. it only makes protectiveness join the conversation of jealousy. once the person leaves, he’ll approach you (ditching theon), grabbing a grape & popping it into his mouth — summoning his most un-accusing tone.

“He seems quite the comedian.”

“Are you jealous?” he laughs at the question (it’ll take more persuading than that)

jon is a quiet jealous type (not mentioning cocky!jon) watching you and the person you’re smiling with, jealousy unfurling in his chest. and he thinks about it all day too. lets it upset him, chastises himself for being jealous, and still remains jealous when you retreat to your shared chambers later that night. he wont say anything about it unless you coax it out of him. unfortunately for him, he’s a terrible liar, and you’re quick to catch on.

“Are you jealous?”

“No.” but he’s soooooo unconvincing. not making eye contact and swallowing the lie after he says it. you just smile, kissing him to show him he’s got nothing to be jealous over.

cregan is the silent jealous type too, but if you ask, he wont deny it. watching you converse with a lord he is not particularly fond of — the grip on his goblet absentmindedly tightening as he watches you flash the lord a smile. you’re only being polite, he knows this, but he thinks you far too worthy to offer such a gift to someone he deems undeserving (he isn’t). once you return to the seat beside him, you see the stormy expression on his face, different than just the usual furrow of his brows. if you catch on, he’ll never lie to you.

“Are you jealous, cregan?”

“Does that displease you?”