She should not look to me for rescue. Theon Greyjoy might have tried to help her, once. But Theon had been ironborn, and a braver man than Reek. Reek, Reek, it rhymes with weak.
TWO WEEKS OF THEON ↳ What Ifs- What if OLIVA COOKE had been cast as JEYNE POOLE
theyne is My City Now until george publishes the remaining books and even then he’ll have to pry this au from my cold dead wight hands
Theon and Jeyne post-escape scribble :(
Was re-reading Theon’s ADWD chapters and Jeyne’s unconditional understanding for Theon always gets me.
request! theon greyjoy & jeyne poole
heyyy i'm back its been a while :( life has not been v nice to me lately. but hopefully i can get back to posting! (more requests should be coming soonish so dw if you sent one, it'll happen i promise <3)
anyways this was fun to draw - still not sure how to draw jeyne and post-ramsay theon
i’ve been looking for a saviour in these dirty streets looking for a saviour beneath these dirty sheets (he says will you ever learn you’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird) tori amos - crucify [x]
Theon Greyjoy & Jeyne Poole. I-I don’t even know what I’m drawing it’s 4am and I just have a lot of feelings about these two okay ;___;
Time for more shippy sketch art! Which I guess is also kind of spoilery art? Sorry!
After the last season of Game of Thrones ended, I had the urge to draw a lot of this pairing…it’s Jeyne and Theon! I kind of hope Jeyne makes an appearance in the show (but who knows, really?).
Anyway, I’m finally getting up the urge to post this…I guess I’m in the mood for sad romance (err..non-romance? since it’s not really canon). There are more sketches of these two- maybe I will get brave enough to post those later…
kiss challenge: Theon/Jeyne #1
can you draw reek and jeyne please?
learning names
You asked for requests so: Theon and Jeyne P., comforting each other in the aftermath of Ramsay's brutality? Thank you so much!
this ended up being less comforting and more having fun together cause i wanted to draw them smiling… here’s theon taking jeyne swimming at the iron islands :)
(jeyne’s complaining that the water’s colder than the snowdrift they landed in when they jumped off the wall at winterfell)
Here with me by Anonymous Rated: T Words: 4519 Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: F/M Characters: Theon/Jeyne Summary: We are never here. We are always almost there. Moments of a life in Braavos.
A very tender post-canon daydream where Theon and Jeyne go to Braavos with Tycho Nestoris and are allowed a bit of respite, though torn between the temptation to go home and the desire to just adapt to a more peaceful life elsewhere. It's at the sweet spot between romance and friendship where all the mutual support and tenderness is platonic but the dream of romance is just within reach and the longing there is just beautiful. The narration in little timeless snapshot has such a dreamy artistic quality that works so well for Theon's pov and the mysterious atmosphere of Braavos, and the concept of Theon teaching Jeyne how to swim is so sweet and intimate!
The world disappears and suddenly he finds himself gravitating in arms. Not being able to differentiate between the touches of the water and hers. After all, she is just as fluid, just as strong and just as relieving.
The child opened its eyes and looked up at him. Theon flinched, feeling the tremor in his fingers as it reached its little hand out and clumsily touched his cheek. He stared at it for a moment, mortified, looking for familiar shapes in the nose, the chin, the pink little mouth –
“Theon?” Jeyne smiled weakly when he caught her eye, and his heart contracted painfully.
“He,” he whispered, fumbling for words, “… he is beautiful.” And with a deep breath and all the courage the could muster he pressed the little thing against his chest. The boy cooed, resting his head in the crook of his neck while his hands played with strands of greyish hair. Theon smiled a toothless smile.
“Just like his mother.”
ASOIAF AU: Theon Greyjoy and Jeyne Poole are granted sanctuary in the Iron Islands by queen Asha Greyjoy and spend the rest of their days in peace, healing together.
“Help me.” She clutched at him. “Please. I used to watch you in the yard, playing with your swords. You were so handsome.” She squeezed his arm. “If we ran away, I could be your wife, or your … your whore … whatever you wanted. You could be my man.”
Theon wrenched his arm away from her. “I’m no … I’m no one’s man.” A man would help her. “Just … just be Arya, be his wife. Please him, or … just please him, and stop this talk about being someone else.“
Jeyne, her name is Jeyne, it rhymes with pain.
The music was growing more insistent. “It is time. Wipe those tears from your eyes."
Brown eyes. They should be grey. Someone will see. Someone will remember. "Good. Now smile.”
Stormwatching by cealtrachs / @cealtrachs Rated: General Audiences Words: 932 Archive Warnings: Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: Gen Characters: Theon Greyjoy & Jeyne Poole Summary: With a storm descending on Pyke, Theon and Jeyne have a cozy evening in.
A really sweet future fic told in such lovely, vivid images, a perfect blend of aesthetic and little wordlbuilding details (Jeyne turns her spoon in her dainty hand and slices it into her baked apple, perfuming the room with warm orchard smells. House Redwyne has been sending them by the crateful since Euron’s defeat.) . This Jeyne seems to fit so well in her new environment and as the softhearted lady of Pyke and the domesticity - hanging out on the beach, puppies etc. - is just a lovely moment of respite
