Valar Morghulis

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Cregan Stark

Abstract/Psychopomp

First Time (Pt 2 to Abstract/Psychopomp)

Picture you, (2), (3), (4)

Nesting

A Cregan idea

Arranged marriage but both parties hate it

Angst with resolution

Prompt: ♡ "why are you acting like this?" "why do you think?!"

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Pairing: Modern Cregan Stark x Female Reader

Warnings: exes, angst with resolution

Summary: Cregan being your ex isn’t easy when you both still have feelings

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It took you a while to get back to you. To feel like you again. Now that you had you back, you swore to yourself that you wouldn’t let anything jeopardize that. You hadn’t dated anyone in a year or so for that reason. You hadn’t dated anyone to focus on yourself. It had been that long since you had last seen Cregan, and you didn’t think you’d see him again for that matter. But having mutual friends didn’t make that easy. It was like there was a silent agreement that the two of you just shouldn’t be around each other in social settings. It wasn’t a messy break up by any means, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less.

Cregan didn’t cheat or lie or anything, but he refused to open up. Be vulnerable. Let you in. You respected his space and boundaries, but there was too big of a wall that you failed to get through. He let his past hurt lead the relationship. It started very flirty and charming and wonderful. It was fun to start dating Cregan. It felt good to have his attention and when it was fun it was great. It all ended when the four letter word came into play. You felt yourself falling in love with him, so with confidence, you told him.

“I love you, Cregan”

Some days you wish you never said it. Never felt it. The minute you told him how you felt, you saw him slip away. Less conversation, more guarding himself. Less affection. Less of him. So you took your note and left. It was a silent leave, he didn’t question it. Didn’t even try to chase you, and when you noticed, you stopped trying. Stopped feeling. It made you feel like giving your time and effort to anyone was worthless, that your time and love wouldn’t be valued or cared for. But this year alone taught you that was not the case. You learned your time was precious and your effort was a gift, but you needed the right people to give it to. Jace, Baela, and Rhaena were those people. They had helped you through that hard time of your life and things finally started to feel normal again.

It all started to feel normal…until Jace’s birthday. You were invited obviously, but you knew that meant Cregan was too. However, you could put old memories aside and let this day be about Jace. He deserved it anyway, everyone deserves a good birthday.

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“So is she going to be there?” Cregan asked Jace as they were setting up everything for his birthday. Jace took a beat but answered honestly. “Yes, she’s our friend and I want her here.” Jace’s tone was almost defensive but he dropped it. Cregan threw his hands up in defense. Cregan didn’t want to admit it out loud, but he wanted to see you. Throughout the year he had been thinking about you. Thinking about how if he would have just said it back he would still have you. Thinking that he shouldn’t have been so guarded to the person who was there for him the most, he wouldn’t be in the situation he was in now. “I was just wondering, I promise I’ll behave.” Cregan reassured Jace.

Jace was protective of you. In fact, all of Cregan’s friends were. It wasn’t a matter of them choosing you over him, Cregan knew why. It was because Cregan let something so good go and he had nobody to blame but himself. “You miss her?” Jace asked Cregan with a raised eyebrow. Jace knew the answer, he just wanted Cregan to admit it. Cregan huffed and looked everywhere except for Jace. “I just thought you must be since you brought up the topic of her.” Jace retorted, but was interrupted by the doorbell ring. The party had arrived and Cregan knew he had to get it together.

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You naturally gravitated to your group of friends. Jace welcomed you with open arms and you wished him a happy birthday. “Thanks for coming.” He said and nodded at people who passed him by. Jace knew no stranger and knew how to hold a crowd. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You smiled at him and Baela as she lovingly rubbed his back. Rhaena cleared her throat and looked at you, you threw her a look of confusion until you looked at who rounded the corner handing Jace a drink. “It’s good to see you, y/n.” He said and shot you a small smile. There it was. That smile that took you a good year to get over, coming all right back. You swallowed the lump in your throat and chased it with a drink.

“I’m glad to see you’re doing well, Cregan.” Was all you could muster. “Hey, there’s someone I wanted you to meet.” Rhaena lied to you just to get you out of the situation. You’re kind of glad she did too. You felt Cregan look at you as you walked down the hall. “Who was it you wanted me to meet?” You played it off to Rhaena. “Are you okay?” She asked as she squeezed your arm. You sighed and looked everywhere but her, and back at him. He didn’t see you luckily but you noticed although he was laughing with Jace, his mind was elsewhere.

“Hey, we can leave if you’re uncomfortable.” She offered. You shook your head. You were here for Jace, and stay here you would. “No, in fact, lets go back out there. This is about him.” You picked yourself up like you normally would and walked back into the living room. Jace was laughing it’s Cregan as Baela explained a joke. “Did she tell you the famous joke?” You asked and stood between Cregan and Jace. Something in you wanted to stand this close, but you weren’t going to play into it. Just let it be. When you weren’t looking Cregan smiled down at you and looked back at Jace as he raised his eyebrows up and looked at him above the lip of the cup.

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Hours had passed by and you caught yourself dipping your feet in the pool. All night you had been celebrating Jace and it felt like old times again, the five of you laughing together, partying, dancing. Like nothing had changed. You had missed this. It was like you never missed a beat. Your quiet time to yourself was briefly interrupted when a tall figure stood beside you rolling up his pant legs and taking his socks and shoes off. “Coming for a dip?” You asked Cregan as he sat next to you. He offered you a sip of his drink and you smiled a took a swig. He sat dangerously close to you, fingers brushing as you propped yourself up on the concrete at the pool. You thought about the night and how it felt like old times, but you remembered how reserved he can be too. Then your fears came back.

“You look great, I mean you always have. You always do-“ He started rambling like he didn’t know how to talk to you. He missed you terribly. You laughed and pat his hand next to you for comfort. “Why are you acting like this?” You asked him while looking at the water, you couldn’t risk letting any tears fall, nor letting him see it. He didn’t deserve your vulnerability if he wasn’t willing to show his. “Why do you think?” He asks looking down to catch your eyes. You lifted your head and met his grey eyes. For the first time you saw it. He was open, scared but open. “No, Cregan. I want to hear it.” His jaw dropped slightly.

“I should have said it back. I felt the same but I was scared.” He admitted. A pang of pain hit your chest. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same anymore. I know what I did, and I know what I lost. I deserved it.” Everyone Cregan had ever loved had left him in some way. Choice, death, betrayal. He didn’t want to risk it with you. He felt as if he was some bad luck charm. Truth was, you still loved one another. Sure you took a year to collect yourself, but something in you thought you’d maybe never feel these feelings for Cregan again. That was a lie, but you couldn’t let him off this easy. He had to really know what he did. “I thought about ways to ask if you wanted to start over, try again. I don’t know, I feel kind of dumb. You are probably doing better without-“

You shut him up. A kiss.

Your lips moved slowly and in sync. “Cregan, I’ve always been someone you can tell things to. I’m not going anywhere.” You said brushing your noses. “You can’t promise that.” There it was, his fear creeping its way in. You brought your other hand up to hold his face, caress his hair and make him look you in the eyes. You gave him a look of promise. Or a second chance and he better not fuck it up this time.

“Okay.” Was all he could say and he let you hold him. This was the vulnerability you craved, needed from him. No more walls, no more silent treatment. He went in for another kiss but you pulled away. “I think we have a birthday party to continue.” You smiled at him and let him peck your cheek.

You let him help you up and carried your shoes in his other hand while he held your hand walking inside. Baela raised her eyebrows at the sight and Jace immediately looked at Baela. “Told you.” Was all he said .

“Told her what?” You asked as you felt Cregan pull you closer by the waist. “That this man grew a brain in your year break.” Cregan’s jaw dropped and you couldn’t help but to laugh. This was originally on him, but you could see Cregan changed some over the year. Now he just had to keep it up.

“Well obviously he had some sense about him since he got her back.” Rhaena winked at you and led everyone to join in dancing. The night definitely didn’t go as you expected but you couldn’t complain.

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Okay so this was an ask from an anon and I was talking about it a little with @thewolvesofthenorth

We love dad Cregan in this house. So here’s a quick Drabble about it

Warnings: pregnancy. Birth.

Requests are open

Pairing: Cregan Stark x Female Pregnant Reader

Summary: you’re nesting and Cregan is ready for his first child with you

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“That’s what we have staff for, you know?” Cregan reassured you as he saw you pacing through your shared chambers as you tidied things and organized everything that didn’t even need it.

“Cregan, I need to do this please. It helps me feel prepared. She could come at any minute.” You said as you folded extra sheets for the bed should anything happen in the middle of the night.

Cregan stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your belly, feeling so any signs of movement. “She? How do you know that?” He asks. Cregan already had Rickon before you, but never did he see himself having more children, let alone girls. However with you, he’d give you as big of a family as you wanted.

“Because I’m always right…and because the maester thinks by the way I’m carrying her, she may be a girl.” You said with a smirk as you folded more clothes you and your ladies made for the new babe.

Moving to the next task you walk by a worried Cregan. He didn’t like to see you waddle around uncomfortably, he wanted you resting, careful, stress free. Everything you were doing now caused him stress and he couldn’t begin to understand how his stress didn’t stress you.

He didn’t put his foot down about it until he saw you try to climb furniture to reach shelves that were not meant for clothing until now. “Okay, I’ve seen enough.” He said and walked to you, picking you up and carrying you to your bed. “Cregan! I said-“ you started but a pair of lips meeting yours interrupted you.

“I heard what you said, but if I’m to be involved with this pregnancy and birth as you requested, then I request you also listen to me when I please ask you to sit. Even for a small fraction of time?” He pleaded with his eyes.

Cregan Stark was a very convincing man and it was very hard to tell him no. Especially when his requests were for the betterment of you. “I guess I am a little tired.” You admitted, rubbing your hand over your round belly. Cregan smiled at you and kissed your head. “I know. It’s only as if I’ve been watching you flip trophy shelves into clothing piles and trinket holders for the babe. Does she even need this many clothes?”

You took a look at the stacks that you had accrued over 9 months. “Winter is coming?” You retorted and earned a chuckle from your husband. “Indeed it is, fair point m’lady.”

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Your last couple of weeks in your pregnancy had ended and what seemed to be what you felt to be a night of final relaxation turned into pain, quickly. “Cregan, the maester…please?” You asked him as you squeezed his arm in response to pain. Cregan had never gotten up quicker in his life and called out to the respective staff.

Hours of labor and flipping positions, Cregan rubbing your back, and sitting with you in a hot tub to ease your pain went by for what felt like three winters in the North. Cregan tried to keep himself calm for you, but noticed the staff moving effortlessly finding everything in its perfect spot for when you needed it immediately.

Cregan watched as your calculations for everything paid off. “Told you.” Was all you said as you cradled your head back into the crook of where his neck meets his shoulder. “Told me what?” He asked, grabbing a towel from the stack you folded a day ago. “Looks like my nesting is making everything easy…is it not?” You asked as you tense from another contraction.

Two days of labor and not a single person had faltered in aid. Everyone moved like a well oiled machine to be prepared for the life you were about to bring into the world. “I would say you would be right, Lady Stark.” He laughed as he wrapped the both of you in towels and threw your night dress over your head.

One more hour went by and the baby was on their way. Cregan aided you in each and every position you tried. Finally after just a little bit, your baby girl was here. Cregan never questioned your judgement on anything, but after finding that you were right about your child, his respect for motherhood and what it takes to bring life into this world grew tenfold.

Hours of resting and tending to the baby went by and your favorite sight in the world was watching Cregan be a father. He was already so attentive to Rickon but becoming the father of a girl made something so cautious and protective come from him. Nobody touched her except the two of you, nobody knew what she needed more except for you, and one thing Cregan didn’t do, was touch or rearrange anything you had done to your shared chambers.

You smiled at him as he held her gently sitting next to you. “Alright, greedy. Hand her over. She needs to eat.” You laughed but you didn’t mind the sight of him wanting to give her as much love as possible. This was everything you wanted and more.

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