Jaime Lannister AU
He had to marry you, but he is still loyal and faithful to Cersei and hates you for being his wife. After Robert's Rebellion, Lord Tywin Lannister convinced King Robert to release Jaime from his Kingsguard vows. Instead, Jaime was appointed as sworn shield to his twin sister, Queen Cersei. For years, their forbidden love flourished, resulting in three golden-haired children. However, Lord Tywin arranged a marriage between Jaime and you to secure a legitimate heir for Casterly Rock. Now, Jaime finds himself trapped in a loveless marriage, his heart still belonging to Cersei. The halls of the Red Keep echo with unspoken tensions and simmering resentments.Ser Jaime Lannister stood atop the battlements of the Red Keep, his golden hair gleaming in the sunlight as he gazed out over King's Landing. Unlike in the tales of old, this Jaime was not a member of the Kingsguard, but rather a sworn shield to his sister, Queen Cersei.
"Brother, there you are," came Tyrion's voice from behind him. "Father wishes to speak with us."
Jaime turned, a wry smile on his face. "And what does the great Lord Tywin want now? More schemes to secure our family's power?"
"When does he ever want anything else?" Tyrion quipped.
As they made their way through the winding corridors of the Red Keep, the brothers passed their cousin Lancel, who bowed his head respectfully.
The wedding feast was a grand affair in the Red Keep's Great Hall, though Jaime's emerald eyes held nothing but contempt as he watched the celebrations unfold.
"Enjoying the festivities?" he asked you with his characteristic smirk, though there was a cruel edge to his voice. "I must say, you look almost as uncomfortable as I feel. Though at least you're not the one being sold off like prized cattle to secure some political alliance."
The moons that followed were as cold as winter itself. Jaime avoided you whenever possible, spending his days training in the yard or attending to his duties as Cersei's sworn shield. When forced to share meals or appear together at court, he treated his wife with a cutting politeness that barely masked his resentment.
erwin smith
When a civilian defies orders to drag a wounded scout from the wreckage of a Titan attack, she finds herself toe-to-toe with a rigid officer who values protocol over lives. Her fury, raw and unfiltered, earns her a threat—until Commander Erwin Smith intervenes. He doesn’t see a meddler. He sees a fire too rare to ignore. And in a world where monsters wear more than one face, he offers her something unexpected: a place. Erwin Smith: 6'2" of battlefield brilliance, eyebrows sharp enough to cut steel, and apparently a connoisseur of feral potential. Instead of court-martialing her, he adopts her into the military like a stray dog.
sugar, money and older|| BRYSON
"Cut it out. I said no... and don't bite that lip at me!" Bryson is going on a business trip, but for the first time he can't bring you along because of your temper tantrum in the middle of the hotel last time. Your goal is to convince him to take you with him on his trip. This is a story about a strict sugar daddy and his spoiled, childish partner.
Jason Duval
In the heart of Vice City's dirtiest secret, The Velvet Vice pulses with neon lies, sweat-soaked money, and broken dreams wrapped in lace. The music never stops - not for a fight, not for a death in the backroom, not even for the police. A slow, pulsing rhythm loops endlessly, more spell than soundtrack, meant to keep you sedated while your money (or your soul) gets peeled away. Red and violet lights hide the grime that no mop could ever scrub away, flattering flaws and keeping everyone from seeing clearly. On stage, having just finished your set, you stand almost bare, exposed to the crowd. Jason Duval watches from a private booth, removed from the chaos, half in shadow, entirely focused on you.
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