#reader x jon

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Furs (Jon x Reader)

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Fandom: Game of Thrones

Persona: Female

Word Count: 359

Request: Hello beautiful ;) would you consider writing some jon snow x reader fluff? The new season has really got me hyped 

A/N - <3

Jon strolled tiredly from the Great Hall down the lonely corridors of Winterfell, he decided that being the King in the North was certainly hard work and at times he wasn’t sure he was destined to be a King. He was caught up in such a thought that he almost didn’t see you ducking behind a post, a frown formed that quickly twisted into a smile at the mere thought of you as he hurried over to where you had hidden yourself.

You practically held your breath and sent a prayer to the Old Gods that he hadn’t seen you, unfortunately the odds weren’t in your favour.

(Y/N)”, Jon’s thick Northern accent cut through the air, his voice loud and booming and full of concern, “You know you’re supposed to be resting, why’re you out here?”. You smiled sheepishly up at him, “The room was starting to get stuffy, I just wanted some fresh air”.

“But you know you’re supposed to be bed bound (Y/N), not out here prancing around in the snow”, his frown only deepened. You waved him off, “I wasn’t prancing, I was hiding, there’s a difference”, but when Jon didn’t laugh at this you knew you’d upset him, “Jon I’m sorry, I just needed some air seriously, I can’t stand festering in that room any longer”.

Jon sighed and started to pull off his huge fur cloak, he then draped it around your tiny frame, “You aren’t even wearing anything warm, how do you suppose you’ll get better? You’ll only make your illness worse”. He pulled you into his body to give you a warm hug, the warmth seeped into your bones of which you were grateful for, “I said I was sorry Jon, next time I’ll make sure I’m dressed appropriately”. Jon gently pulled away from you, his large hand dipped down to grab yours, “Next time you’ll wait for me to finish my duties so I can accompany you”, he began to lead you back towards your shared room.

You rolled your eyes playfully, “Yes Jon”. His brown eyes softened and he smirked down at you, “I think you mean yes, your grace”.

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Snow Day (Jon x Reader)

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Fandom: Game of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow

Persona: Female

Word Count: 162

Drabble Request: snow day/staying in drabble with jon snow x reader? 

A/N - <3

It wasn’t uncommon for the North to receive heavy bouts of snow but sometimes too much was too much. 

The white flakes never seemed to cease, a blurry storm of them fell from the wound in the open sky and danced furiously to the growing mound of them on the grounds of Winterfell. 

“Come back to bed (Y/N)”, his strong Northern accent slashed through the cold air, willing you to rejoin his side. Your hand left the icy panel of the window, your nightdress skited around your knees, “I didn’t mean to wake you”, you said softly crawling under the warm furs. His side was like a hot fire burning into your frosty flesh. “You’re frozen (Y/N)”, Jon tiredly spoke rubbing his hands up your sides.

You pushed your head into his bare chest, “Jon?”, you asked. “Hmm?. “Do you think this storm will ever pass?”.

He seemed to ponder it until finally he answered, “Everything has to end at some point”. 

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The Stables (Jon x Reader)

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Fandom: Game of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow

Persona: Female

Word Count: 569

Request: Requesting a Jon Snow x reader where Jon is about to leave to join the Night's Watch but the reader stops him in the stables and they roll around in the hay (aka they do it) before he leaves. (And smut is very much okay if you're feeling it)❤️❤️ 

A/N - Happy Valentine’s Day! <3

Come outside tonight, meet me by our favourite spot.

I’ll be waiting for you.

- J

The note sent shivers of excitement up your spine even though you knew it couldn’t be good news; Jon would never of sent you this note if it meant he hadn’t gone through with his plan. You clutched it to your chest and wrapped the shoal tighter around you. The North was cold enough during the day, but at night it was deadly.

You didn’t bother with a torch, by now you were used to walking around in the dark. You pretty much knew Winterfell like the back of your hand. Getting closer to the meeting spot you could begin to make out an outline of a figure, upon hearing footsteps they turned to you. Instantly you were greeted with open arms: his clothes were cold as you pressed your face into his chest. “Jon...”, it was soft and timid for you were fearing his answer.

“I did it”, he answered grimly preparing for the backlash that was to come. Your sobs mixed in with the bitter snowfall and Jon’s chest lurched, “Come on, let’s go inside”, his gloomy tone only worsened your mood as he lead you towards your shared sanctuary.

The only place that you could both find peace, quiet and solace in each other was the stables. It was always empty, save for the the horses.

Neighing and the stomping of hooves filled the silence. “Are you not going to say anything?”, Jon asked sadly, he lifted your chin up prompting you to answer. You sniffled and gently pushed his hand away, “What is there to say Jon?”, you shrugged putting distance between the both of you. Jon didn’t have an answer, you knew you couldn’t change his mind, you both did.

He reached out and tugged softly on your hand, pulling you back to him, “I’m sorry (Y/N)”. You rubbed at your eyes harshly, a smile formed on your face. Jon always was an apologetic one, “It’s alright, it’s what you wanted”. He leaned down and rested his forehead against yours, his soft hair tickled your skin, he used his thumb to catch the remaining tears. “I hate seeing you cry”, Jon mumbled kissing your head, “I truly am sorry (Y/N), but there’s no place for me here”. You wrapped your arms around him, “I know Jon, I’ll miss you”.

“And I’ll miss you too (Y/N)”, he moved to place a delicate kiss on your lips. You returned it and soon enough it turned into a heated makeout session with Jon’s hands snaking their way up your dress. You moaned into his mouth.

“Are you sure?”, Jon asked breathlessly. You frantically nodded your head, “Yes”.

He picked you up and dropped you down onto the hay. Clothes came flying off and the next moments were spent making love and memories.

“Wow”, Jon laughed flopping down next to you, you snuggled into his naked side. “Wow indeed”, you micked joyfully although the joy soon faded when you realised Jon was due to leave in a few hours. His thumb stroked the bare skin of your hip, he etched the way you felt, the way you smelt, the way you laughed at his dumb jokes and everything else into his mind. Unbeknownst to Jon, you were doing the same thing.

“I wish we could stay like this forever Jon”. “Me too”.

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Morning Kisses (Jon x Reader)

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Fandom: Game of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow

Persona: Female

Word Count: 571

Request: Are you still doing drabbles? Bc I read the Owen one and I was wondering if you could do one for Jon Snow where the reader, his lover, decides to wake him up by kissing him until he gets up

A/N - <3

The furs helped to keep the cold Northern air at bay as you cuddled into Jon, his warmth being the only thing that was blocking the draft creeping under the covers. Your hand danced across the bare skin of his chest. The cold had woken you up and you knew there’d be no chance of you falling back to sleep, especially with how late in the morning it actually was.

Last night Jon was up in his drawing quarters till the early hours making plans for the upcoming war and had requested that the handmaidens who normally woke you up early, didn’t. They of course obeyed orders and here you were, still in bed.

Soon you grew bored of studying Jon’s features, you needed to get up and do something.

His toned arm was wrapped securely around your waist while he slept making any chance of escape impossible, despite the odds of actually getting out of his grip, you still wiggled around hoping to dislodge his arm. This earned you a few unimpressed groans and his arm tightened around you, silently warning you to be still, but you took no notice. Your fingers wedged their way under Jon’s arm and you pulled and pulled but to no avail.

“(Y/N) will you stop that”, Jon mumbled, his eyes still closed there was an evident frown on his face. “I want to get up Jon, I have things to do”, you reasoned still pulling away at the limb around you. Jon tightened his grip once more, you were pushed further into his chest, “Those things can wait”.

“Jon”, you whined, “I’m bored and I can’t sleep anymore. Please let go of me”.

His thumb brushed the exposed skin on your hip as he shook his head, “No”, he said silencing you and your movement. You noticed the corners of his mouth turn up in a triumphant smile at this and you knew then that you couldn’t let him win.

“This is your last chance Jon to let me out peacefully”. 

He didn’t respond so you placed your lips against his. Jon didn’t react and so you did it again, and again and again. Jon lay still and unreactive to each kiss but you didn’t let this stop you. “Wake up Jon”, you cooed hotly in his ear as you gently nibbled his earlobe. You placed gently butterfly kisses down his neck, across his collarbone and back up to his face, Jon grumbled slightly yet his eyes still remained closed.

“I know you don’t want to get up but please do it for me”, you smiled into the skin of his neck as you worked your way back to his lips. You pressed another kiss there and then you felt him kiss back slightly, you pulled away and this was met with a sigh, “(Y/N)”.

Jon opened his brown eyes and stared into your own, you could see the bags under them and you felt a slight amount of guilt sneak into you. Jon leaned into but again you pulled away, “Let me kiss you”, Jon smiled sleepily. “No, not until you let me out of bed and get up”, you bargained. Jon studied your face for a moment before tossing the covers back, he retracted his arm away from you and murmured, “Fine. You win”.

As the cold Northern breeze nipped at your body, you almost wished you’d of let Jon sleep instead.

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Allies (Jon x Reader)

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Fandom: Game of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow

Persona: Female

Word Count: 618

Request: Ok so I have a Jon Snow request? Where the reader is a warrior and Jon wishes to marry her but everyone is against because "the King in the North needs allies" and "what better way to ally than through marriage" and so on. But in the end Jon decides to marry her anyways bc true love❤️❤️

A/N - <3 

You stood stiffly outside the room where Jon and his advisors were talking. You held your greatsword in front of you, your hands rested on it lazily so that any passersby could see you weren’t letting anyone into the room. 

Your grip tightened on your sword when you heard the voices inside raise again, under no circumstances were you to enter the room but each time you heard Jon shout you almost kicked the door down. The inner warrior inside of you was begging you to charge in and defend your king.

The door opened and Jon stepped out, a scowl on his face, “Come Lady (Y/N)”, he spoke gruffly storming on ahead. 

You sheathed your sword and glared at the advisors who stepped out of the room after, “But your grace you aren’t thinking this through, clearly there is an opportunity here to marry back into the Fray family to gain the alliance your brother never could”. Jon never stopped walking but he did however answer with an incredible calmness, “I am not my brother and I will not marry because you think I should”.

“But your grace--”

You pulled your dagger out in a flash and held it close to the man’s face, “You heard your king”, you hissed, eyes narrowing in intimidation. Jon stopped walking, “Lady (Y/N), put that down we have other important matters to attend to immediately”. Reluctantly you lowered the dagger slowly, making sure to graze the man’s skin lightly. The King in the North’s footsteps echoed down the hall summoning you advertently, your pace was quick, you followed behind him in silence until he walked into his bedchambers.

Jon turned around when he realised you were waiting outside of his door, “You know you don’t my permission to come in here (Y/N)”, he sighed softly wiping a gloved hand down his face. You smiled at him, “Well you are still my king and I still need to act in the appropriate way”.

He laughed and closed the door. “I may be your king but I’m also your lover”, Jon smiled his arms stretched out to your waist where they settled. “Oh you are, are you? I’m not sure this would be smiled upon”, you teased although there was a hint of seriousness in your voice. “I don’t care, if they want me to be King in the North then this will be accepted”, Jon’s smiled turned into a grin. You gently pushed his hands off of your waist so you could start to take your armour off, Jon helped you.

“And what if I won’t let this happen? Your advisors were right you know, marrying for an alliance would be the sensible thing to do”, you reasoned with him despite knowing he’d already made his mind up. Jon came behind you to help, “You’ll have no say in the matter, a king does what a king wants and if I want to marry you I will”, Jon placed a kiss on your neck which was now exposed due to the lack of armour.

You hung your head before turning around to face him once again, inhaling deeply your hands crept up to rest on his clothed chest, “Jon be serious. This is the advantage you need, I’m sure there’s someone--”.

“No”, he said firmly taking one of your hands in his own, “I fell in love with you and you’re the one I want to marry, do you not feel the same way?”. He brushed a few kisses across your knuckles, “You know I do Jon”, you sighed. He smiled against your knuckles as he looked at you with his brown orbs, “Then it’s settled, we’ll be married in the morning”.