So in game of thrones thereās the slang for a gay man of sword swallower. But no slang for sapphics. I put forth the idea of: flower sniffer.
Very similar vibes to sword swallower still using oral as the base of the slang. And from all the smut fics Iāve read flower imagery seems to be a popular way to describe pussy.
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hey! dont know if you already did this but could you write preferences for game of thrones men?
Hii! This is a great idea! Sorry everybody for the long break i took from writing here but i was lacking motivation and ideas. But i will slowly go back to it! I was thinking about a GOT preferences and maybe later even HOTD. For GOT i was thinking to include Jon, Theon, Jaime, Ned, Stannis, Sandor, Oberyn and idk maybe someone else, i will see
Love your jonsam post!!š„ŗ do u have any more headcanons about them?:o any different aus like omegaverse or soulmates aus?
thank you for reaching out!! iāll take any excuse to talk about my boys š«¶
i havenāt personally engaged with much omegaverse content so i canāt speak on that but i hope this AU tickles your fancy
šŗ Soulmate AU where they can feel each otherās pain. For Jon itās a much more peaceful experience. Sam doesnāt fling himself into battle or spar with his brothers. He would feel the occasional sharp burn of a slap Sam earned from his father, but such things were limited. It wasnāt until Sam first came to the Nightās Watch when Jon felt much at all
Jon walked across the frozen ground to catch the last bit of Ser Alliser Thorneās sparring lesson. He was forced into mucking the stables because of Thorneās personal vendetta against him, so he moved a little more tersely than usual.
A cry rang throughout the air as a jolt of pain knocked Jon to the ground. He caught himself on his hands, peering through his dark curls. Something must have hit him but no one was in sight.
He spotted a boy around his age writhing on the ground as a pack of bullies beat him with their sparring sticks. He remembered it then, the stories Sansa used to sigh dreamily about. Soulmates feeling each otherās pain. How romantic. Robb always thought it was barbaric. Jon didnāt think much of it at all.
Until now.
He mustered up his strength and stumbled across the yard. āStop!ā he cried, his voice choked. The bullies paid him no mind, and just as he was about to yell again, Thorneās gravelly call echoed throughout the yard.
The bullies stood erect, their sticks falling to the ground. The pain stopped and Jon was able to move freely. He reached the boy as quickly as he could and helped me to his feet. The boy watched him, a meek smile on his lips.
āIām Jon,ā he said, touching his own chest.
The boy nodded, still dazed from the beating. āOh, Iām Sam. Samwell Tarly.ā
i loved writing this!! it makes me want to write a whole fic with this AU. thank you again for the ask!
Growing up, you used to sneak away to spend time with Theon.
As you got older and snuck away even more once you were dating, you started exploring the grounds more.
One day, you stumbled onto a little hut at the edges of the grounds that looked abandoned. No one ever went there, so it became your place to sneak off to.
One day as you met up there, Theon casually sat on an old wooden chair in the corner, only to jump up with a yelp.
You rushed over to see what was the matter as he turned around to investigate.
Thatās when you found a strange object curled on the chair, a light brown spiky ball that had stabbed Theon when he sat.
Theon started poking at it, picking it up and turning it around, which is when it uncurled a little bit, revealing that it was a hedgehog.
Theon didnāt really care about it, dropping it back onto the chair, but you were enamored.
You instantly decided to keep the hedgehog, picking her up and cradling her for a moment, while trying to convince Theon that this would be a good idea.
Theon just rolled his eyes, but after some sweet talking, you had him convinced to help you.
You were beaming as you dragged Theon back to the castle, sneaking him into your room to help you set up a space for the hedgehog.
Theon had initially seemed uninterested in her, but once you couldnāt stop talking about her in your room, he changed his mind. āI guess she isnāt so bad.āĀ
You set up a cozy little space for her with a cushion and blankets, and set her down.
Theon sat down on the floor beside you, curling up against your side while you watched the hedgehog, resting his head on your shoulder.
You two sat like that for a while, a rare romantic moment between you two. But eventually it got late, and Theon had to leave, sneaking out of your room and leaving you to watch your new hedgehog friend.
With the quiet in the room, the hedgehog had started to feel a little more comfortable, slowly uncurling herself and getting comfortable on her cushion, watching you watch her, before she fell asleep.
In the next few days, you had to find out what she would and wouldnāt eat. You and Theon found and offered her various foods to see what she would like.
She adored the cooked chicken and eggs as an occasional treat, but you couldnāt just give her only cooked chicken and egg, so you also had to try other things.
You got some other things to feed her. Apples, lettuce, and various types of insects for her to try. She took to the apple instantly, eating all the little chunks you offered her. She didnāt mind the lettuce, either, which was rather helpful.
The bugs were a bit trickier. They made you and Theon both squeamish, so it was a struggle, but you used a little pair of pincers to grab different types of bugs and offer them to her.
She enjoyed the mealworms, but she would have nothing to do with the beetles.
Given her size, it was also alright to give her a small mouse every now and then, so you figured you would offer her one to get her used to them.
She didnāt agree. After giving the mouse a little sniff, she couldnāt get away from it fast enough, scrambling across the cushion and even rolling onto the floor.
You were surprised when Theon scooped her up to try to comfort you, giving you a glare that said āhow dare you put her through thatā.
Getting used to being picked up, eventually she was so comfortable with it that she would stay on your shoulder or Theonās. Now you can take her out perched like that.
She loves to go on walks that way. She likes to go outside for short periods, but hedgehogs arenāt made for Northern weather, so you don't let her go out for too long, or sheāll get too cold.
Sometimes, she burrows under the blankets in your room, and sheās able to hide so well that you canāt find her when you come in.
While youāre searching around the room for her, sheāll suddenly pop out of the blankets as if sheās trying specifically to be a troublemaker.
When you first came to Winterfell, you were often left with nothing to do. You hadn't yet adjusted to living in such a cold and often bleak place.
To your surprise, you found a rather large population of squirrels running around the grounds, and watching them became your favourite form of entertainment.
One day, you got the idea to feed the squirrels.
It took months, but you did manage to build up enough trust that they would eat out of your hand, though they would only let you get that close if you had food, and they wouldn't let you pet them.
You went out every day to feed and talk to your squirrels, and one day you noticed that one was pregnant.
You kept an eye on her every day, even giving her extra food.
You were so excited to get to meet her baby. You couldn't stop talking about it, especially to Ned, who delighted in your joy about the squirrels.
You were concerned when you noticed the pregnant squirrel didn't come for food one day.
Ned had to comfort you, even suggesting that the squirrel had given birth, and she was just too busy taking care of her new baby.
It was a relief when you found out he was right, when she came back after a week, carry a tiny baby by the scruff of his neck.
She didn't usually stay long, but she visited every day, bringing her baby with her.
Though she never brought the baby directly to you, he did start to get used to you, and when he was a little older, he got brave, getting much closer than the other squirrels would.
One day, he startled you by jumping onto your arm and sniffing around, climbing up until he found a comfy spot on your shoulder.
You were so excited you went back inside with the squirrel still on your shoulder, finding Ned and showing him how great it was.
Seeing you with the baby squirrel on your shoulder made him smile, but he reminded you that inside a castle was no place for a squirrel.
Though it was disappointing to bring him back outside, he returned every day, loving to climb on you. He would sit on your shoulder, or sometimes even your head.
He even lets you walk around like this, almost as if he's a piece of clothing.
Once, you even convinced Ned to come out and feed the squirrels with you, leading to your squirrel hopping up onto him arm the same way he did for you.
Ned didn't find it as fun as you do, quickly but gently grabbing the squirrel and setting him down. He said the feeling of the squirrels tiny little hands was unnerving.
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He would first encounter you when you were fairly young, working in the kitchens.
He would see something in you, deciding to make you something like a personal assistant to him.
He has you go most places with him, giving you access to important secrets. He's grown to trust you more than he trusts anyone else.
You quickly learned the way he likes just about everything. Having things ready how he likes them is the quickest way to impress him.
Many people give you sad or sympathetic looks when they see how much time you have to spend with Roose, feeling bad for you because of his reputation. This is even though he treats you very well in front of people, even going so far as complimenting you to them if he feels you deserve the praise.
He doesn't treat you badly in private either. Roose believes the best way to ensure your loyalty is through a mix of fear and respect, rather than fear alone.
Yes, you fear what he'd do to you if you betrayed him, but you also have no reason to betray him when being loyal rewards you so well.
This means he never raises his voice at you, though he usually doesn't like to raise his voice anyway. He never hits you. He never even threatens to be violent or aggressive. Of course, the implication is in the air about what would happen if you disobeyed him...
When he thinks you've done a bad job on something, he normally uses a psychological method of showing you his disappointment by being cold and quiet toward you, making you crave his approval.
He's also very vocal when he believes you could do better, reminding you that what you did is below your standards and that he expects better from you.
He's good at breaking you down like that, but he can also build you up, always willing to praise you in a soft, calm way.
Even when praising you, he's not very expressive. You have to look for more subtle hints to tell that he truly appreciates you, like how even when he seems grumpy and snaps at people, he doesn't take it out on you, composing himself before interacting with you.
He makes sure to reward you with more than just praise for your good work. He makes sure you get the best of everything. You wear nice warm clothes, have a very large room, and when you have time to sit down and eat a full meal, it's always a good one.
Roose takes care of anything you ask of him as well. If you need supplies for something or a favour done for a friend, as long as you ask him very nicely, he'll usually make sure it's done.
You have very little time to yourself. Roose always has errands he needs you to run or something he wants you to be there for.
He's always training you, wanting you to learn from how he handles things. You may not be a noble, but you'll still know how to run the household, and you'll understand politics, and even how to control people.
Your relationship started somewhat awkward. You were afraid of Roose, but you didn't want to let that show, because you wanted him to respect you. As time went on and he showed you that softer side with his praise, you gradually began to feel more comfortable around him.
Now you know you can speak your mind with him as long as you don't insult him. When it's just you two, he always entertains your questions and suggestions, calmly explaining things to you as much as you need.
Roose understands that the more you learn from him, the more helpful you can be, so he really doesn't mind when you ask a question, or when you make comments that show you understand something better now. In fact, it almost makes him proud to see you learning and doing well.
You were part of a smaller noble family who had long ago learned the secrets of nature, and how to turn them into special abilities. Some might even call these abilities powers.
Your family's powers were rumoured and gossiped about, which caused you to struggle to fit in at court, where your family had sent you to increase their influence, and maybe even find a husband.
You had been incredibly lonely at court until the Starks arrived.
Being from the North, Sansa was also seen as an outcast, which is what prompted you to first introduce yourself.
Sansa didn't seem too interested in your friendship at first. She was polite but distant, and you could tell major things were happening in her life.
As time went on, you won her over with persistence. You had been taking a moment every day to say hello to her, when one day, she asked if you would like to go on a walk with her.
As you walked, she asked if the rumours about you were true, and you told her the truth. That you had some magic abilities, though not strong ones. At first, she didn't believe you, so she asked for proof.
You had noticed a wilting flower you passed on your walk, so you brought her back to it. You held the flower as you focused all your energy on it, and you were able to restore it, watching as it perked up and its colours brightened.
Sansa was delighted, and you became very close friends from that day on.
You would spend your time walking in the gardens. She found it so helpful to be all the things that had been stressing her out, and she often asked you what your magic could and couldn't do.
When Sansa's father was arrested on charges of treason, you were there to listen to her worries and fears.
When her father was executed, you came to her as soon as you could to comfort her. She was obviously hurt, but having you there helped her out, especially when you wrapped her up in a big hug, and just held her while she cried.
Watching her being mistreated at court was horrible, but you couldn't think of a way to stop it, so you had to let it go on. Of course, that didn't mean you couldn't help her in other ways.
Whenever she was hurt, you would always be there to use your knowledge of healing and a little bit of magic to help take away her pain (physical at least). When she told you she was having trouble sleeping, you were able to help with that as well.
You were her entire support system until she left King's Landing. She was heartbroken when she realized she'd have to leave you, and that made her realize that the feelings she felt for you may have been stronger than just friendship. But it was too late to tell you that, which only made things even more painful.
As the war continued, you realized you needed to get out of King's Landing while you still could before things got too dangerous. You managed to sneak out, escaping the dangers of the city.
From there, you stayed away from people as much as possible, knowing you could no longer trust anyone. You used your knowledge and powers to help you survive, moving around as much as possible.
You hid like this for a long time, protecting yourself from the war by running constantly. It wasn't a life you enjoyed.
Eventually, the conflict was over. Things weren't safe, but they were beginning to look up.
That was when you heard good news that truly surprised you: Sansa had become queen in the North.
You knew that travelling there and seeing her again would be better than continuing to run.
When you finally managed to have an audience with the queen, you found out she was much different. This Sansa was strong and confident. But she did have the same air of kindness, and when she saw you, the smile she had was so genuinely happy.
Sansa had lost trust in a lot of people, and she had learned to be suspicious, but she found that very hard to do with you after all the time you spent together, even telling each other your darkest secrets.
When the war was over, she had asked around about you, unable to get you out of her mind. When you couldn't be found, you were assumed dead.
The meeting didn't go as either of you expected. As soon as you were alone in that room, the awkwardness you both expected was gone instantly.
"Is it really you?" She asked. She had to be extra careful and truly make sure you were actually you.
You nodded, smiling, and that's all she needed to cross the room, hugging you the way you used to hug her in King's Landing.
"There's something I should've told you before I went away..." she started to explain.
You nodded, and she continued, "Y/n, I love you. I love you so much."
She was relieved when she found out you felt the same, and overjoyed when you agreed to stay with her.
You became her most trusted advisor, using your powers to help out where you can, and giving her advice on natural issues.
Now that you live with Sansa at Winterfell, you have a nice little greenhouse space where you grow all manner of herbs, as well as your favourite flowers, which you sometimes give to Sansa.
There are always going to be whispers and rumours about your powers. Some people see you differently because of it or even fear you. Sansa doesn't stand for that though, and she uses her power and influence as queen to shut down anyone trying to hurt you or spread lies about you.
Ned truly believes in honor, which would affect how he treats you.
He would be subtle, not believing he should reveal his feelings to you unless you made the first move.
He would try to spend as much time around you as possible. Any time he could find a good excuse, he'd take advantage for sure.
He'd find himself drawn to looking at you often, but if he was going to stare, he'd make sure no one else would notice first.
He'd stand slightly closer to you than he would with most other people, but not to the point of being in your personal space.
You'd be able to get him to smile if you said something sweet or funny, which most people couldn't do.
He would find it easier to talk to you, be willing to answer any personal questions you ask, and also tell you about things that are going on with him.
He would also love to listen to you talk, so he would encourage you, asking you about your day and such, just to hear you talk to him.
He would especially listen to you about your romantic interests and marriage offers, being very curious about what was going on in your romantic life.
He'd spend a lot of time thinking about you on his own, but he'd be careful about talking about you to other people, not wanting anyone else to catch on.
He'd be rather embarrassed about his feelings for you, feeling like they aren't appropriate.
If anyone ever noticed any of his behaviour toward you, he'd brush it off, but he'd pay more attention to his behaviour after that, toning it down to make sure you didn't notice.
If marrying you isn't in the cards, you'll never find out about his feelings toward you, not wanting to burden you with his "problems" as he sees it.
If you were both free and able to marry each other, he would try his hardest to organize a marriage with you, eventually awkwardly confessing that he's had feelings for you for a while.