songfic tag game

thank you to the legendary @rowanisawriter for the tag!! as a chronic playlister, this lil tag game was so delightful to me. 🙂

ended up doing five fics, so i’ll tag @lewdisescariot, @eelqueen, @lavenderfluorite14, @kcwriter-blog, and @galacticgraffiti (as always, no pressure 💕) 

Rules: Pick a song to accompany each of your fics or as many as you like. This might be the fic's inspiration or just pure vibes that you'd like to share with readers. Tag as many people as fics you feature (or do as you please!)

the merling queen: some pre-asoiaf scenes of cersei’s relationship with her lady mother. a little bitter, a little sweet. 

new york, i love you, but you’re bringing me down: a(n unfinished) kendall and reader story. experimental. smutty with a side of melancholy. 

all we do not say: gale and tav in the underdark. a bit of sentimentality, a bunch of yearning (my specialty). 

any man’s bride: pre-asoiaf tywin and joanna lannister. joanna is matched with another suitor. tywin won’t allow it. 

a light to break all shadows: halsin and tav in the shadowlands. nightmares, comfort, more yearning. the usual.

Any Man’s Bride

A little fic about my OTP (Tywin x Joanna) and the lengths they would go to for their house and their relationship. Also on AO3. <3

Joanna’s fingers wander lazily down the pathways of Tywin’s skin, grazing every now and then against the golden curls on his chest. She traces fine lines along his collarbone, over the empty hollow of his throat where his heavy chain of office usually rests. In the corner of her eye, she can see it on the table at his bedside, set aside but never forgotten, starlight from the window making it shine in the dark.

Beside her, Tywin is still and comfortable, his sharp features softened into something close to peaceful, or as peaceful as he is capable of being. His eyes are closed, but Joanna knows he is awake. She can always tell by the way his breathing deepens, his heartbeat slows.

It seems a shame to trouble him in this state, when he has finally set down the burdens of the day, but she has held the bad news long enough. A better time will never come. 

“Tywin?” 

realized something today