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Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Mission Impossible AU
Jaime Lannister is one of the top agents for Westeros’s IMF, despite his bad reputation after he shot his team leader Aerys Targaryen in the back. Brienne of Tarth is a secret agent always going by the handbook.
However, after a gig gone terribly wrong, handbooks do not seem to hold any answers. Jaime and Brienne, who always had a relationship mostly based on constant fighting and bickering, suddenly find themselves confronted with the possibility that there was a mole in the team and/or the IMF Westeros has been infiltrated and corrupted. In the wake of those devastating news, the two agents have to make a daring choice to trust one another when the first rule of the IMF is to never truly trust anyone at the IMF.
In order to regroup after initial disagreements between the two on how to handle the situation, Jaime and Brienne keep a low profile by visiting “an old friend” of Jaime’s, who turns out to be Tyrion Lannister, the former technology expert of the IMF. Even though that man is supposed to be dead.
Brienne struggles to trust a man she still believes is too easy pretending to be someone he isn’t, an agent without honor. After all, Jaime also kept the “old friend” from her. Jaime realizes he has to do something to show her that she can have faith in his word. Thus, he offers a truce: Jaime gives her his harddrive, which contains all personal information about him, and particularly what happened behind the scenes of the Aerys Case. Brienne dares to build on that trust as the two, now three, have to figure out a way to get to the bottom of what is going on at the IMF, who is friend, who is foe, and most importantly:
Who can you trust in a world where you cannot trust anyone?
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Patisserie AU
Brienne of Tarth, King’s Landing’s most demanded wedding cake baker, meets most demanded broker of the city, Jaime Lannister, who places the biggest order for wedding cake Brienne has ever received. Though, of course, Mr. Lannister wants to be involved in all parts of the creation processes, adding likely very unwanted commentary even when not asked, much to the dismay and annoyance of the pastry cook.
However, all of that would mean nothing compared to her growing feelings for the man also known as “the Kingslayer,” who, after all, ordered for a wedding cake under his name, and has a ring around the finger…
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - The Net AU
Brienne is a freelance computer programmer who works from home, enjoying her own little bubble where she can be herself without having to put up with co-workers who only ever have mockery for her to spare. Brienne made that experience before when she got into the business, but can now safely say that she rather does without.
Brienne of Tarth doesn’t need anyone, after all.
When one of her online colleagues sends her a copy of a glitch he wants her to take a look at because he does not have the time, Brienne is eager to get down to the bottom of the code – and crack it.
The glitch, a green flame on one of the clients’ websites, leads her down the electronic rabbit hole as suddenly confidential databases of all kinds of government agencies flicker across her screen. Brienne saves a copy of the website’s code for later, because she wants to leave it until after she returned from her holiday.
She wants to focus that with all of her mind, because that may prove to be her biggest job until now.
Little does she know…
On her vacation to Dorne, Brienne enjoys some silent days in a hotel, which is gladly not at all crowded. The advantage of someone working freelance is that you can go on holiday when most others are already back in the offices or have to return to bring the kids back to school. Thus, she has the hotel almost entirely to herself, and Brienne relishes the silence and tranquility of this place, even though her mind keeps circling around the glitch.
One day, sitting by the bar, Brienne finds herself curiously being hit on by some random man whom she believes to be way out of her league. Brienne got her fingers burned often enough by now to know that she has to be weary of a man’s advances on her, because she is not pretty to look at, so she rebuffs him rather quickly. While she finds it queer, she thinks nothing of it.
Stranger things have happened, like that code that just won’t leave her mind.
That same night, Brienne suddenly has someone knock on her door. Irritated, she opens, only to come face to face with the guy from the bar who tried to hit on her, staggering around drunkenly.
He tells her that no one is at the lobby, that he forgot his key card and cell phone in the room, and asks Brienne to use her phone to call up his friend with whom he shares a room to bring by the key card.
Brienne is suspicious, and instead suggests that he may write down the number for her, so that she can call from the phone in the room in his name while he can wait outside. “I don’t have good experience with strangers in my room.”
However, the man insists, which only ever assures Brienne that she doesn’t want that man inside. She tells him to lay off, but that is when the man basically falls into her arms before Brienne can move away. She staggers backwards. The door falls shut, and suddenly, she is forced to revive all of her mixed martial arts skills as she has to fight with the man who turns out to want to kill her.
A battle of life and death ensues.
They fight their way through the room, wrecking it in the process, until they come out on the balcony. Brienne manages to knock against the man’s head, momentarily knocking him out. As she is about to lock him out on the balcony to call police, the man grabs her leg, makes her fall over, and the two wrestle once more. Somehow, the man manages to cut past her defenses and push her off the balcony below. Brienne hits her head on the side, but then rolls into the pool, out cold.
Brienne wakes up in a Dornish hospital some time later, in pain and confused. The nurse taking care of her explains that she almost drowned and that they do not have her ID to confirm her identity, which confuses Brienne a lot, because she checked into a hotel, and she almost drowned in their pool, so they should have her contact information.
She wants to call the hotel, but thanks to the head injury, she has a hard time remembering either the number or the name, but once she does, it is claimed that Brienne of Tarth checked out a couple of days ago. Brienne is in shock.
Not knowing what else to do, she sets out to the Embassy, releasing herself from the hospital early, but she cannot acquire an ID with her actual name due to the lack of papers. Brienne manages to go by the name Jane Snow and at least get an ID to leave Dorne. She hopes that once she is back home, she can clarify this whole mess.
But far from it.
Back home, her entire life is lies in ruins. Her apartment is up for sale
though she never did it, and increasingly, her squeaky-clean record gets
stained with sudden charges for theft and drug abuse.
Not having any friends or
support to turn to in King’s Landing, Brienne finds herself on the run, all the
while fearing that the man who meant to kill her was not alone.
With the last stags she has, she goes to a cyber café. She wants to get into
contact with her employers to somehow work out this mess, but the revelations
just keep coming, since it appears to be that they are somehow involved into
this whole mess, when suddenly her employer demands of her that she gives him
the information on the stick, which she saved before leaving for Dorne, and
that only then he can help her.
As she gathers more information by digging deep into the dark net, Brienne suddenly receives a mail by the ominous “Slayer-King”.” A person she has never heard of or spoken to. In the email, the person claims that she is in severe danger, that she has to get out of that cyber café or else they will track down her location via the IP address, and that he can help her.
Brienne, naturally, does not want to trust that person, after she was already screwed over twice in a short amount of time, but she eventually agrees to meet with Slayer-King – because, what other choice does she have if Brienne ever wants to get her life back?
They plan to meet up at a train station. Brienne is supposed to only speak to a man approaching her, knowing the password, which he sent to her via email, so that she doesn’t end up talking to the people after her.
Once at the station, a man approaches her, and he recounts the word listed in the appendix of the email. The two start to talk and the man explains to her that he can get her to safety so long she hands over the information for the “Wildfire Code.”
“Once I have that, I can get you to a safe house, I can get you bodyguards, and then we can get the bad guys. You will get your old life bac. I promise you. But I need that hard drive to start, or else my agency won’t make a move, sorry.”
Brienne tells him that she will give him the USB stick, but that she hid it away in the lady’s bathroom before coming here, reckoning it may have been unwise to bring the one thing that may be worth a bargain right to the negotiations.
They make their way to the restrooms, which are vacant, so the man follows her inside. While Brienne is inside one of the stalls, she keeps talking to the man in black suit. When he grows impatient and means to head into the stall as well, Brienne smacks the door right in his face, snarling at him, “Wrong password.”
Brienne looks around, trying to figure out what to do next, when suddenly she finds herself being strangled, the guy having moved in as silently as a cat, seemingly an assassin sent to execute her now in all earnest. Brienne already fears that this is the end for her, but that is when the man strangling her is hit over the back of the head with the back of a gun. The assassin falls over to the side as the third man now in the room keeps smacking him until he is most definitely out of it. Brienne staggers away, removing the zip tie around her neck. She already wants to get away, but the bearded man suddenly yells out the right codeword.
“Those assholes have yet to learn that an email is not the same as a code,” he mutters, looking back at the passed out men on the ground, before dragging the two into the stall and closing the door.
“We have to get out of here,” he says, urging Brienne to take his hand and leave, but when he sees her hesitance, the man adds, “You have no reason to trust me, I know, but for now, I am the only person standing between you and those guys. So we will have to agree on a truce.”
“You need trust to have a truce.”
“And I trust you,” he replies, suddenly holding his gun out to her. “You really think they would have done such a reckless thing?”
Brienne takes the gun and puts it away, fearing that the man has the rights of it and that she has no other choice but to come with him.
“Who are you?” she asks once they are in the car and driving away from the train station.
“Jaime Lannister. Former agent for the Westeros’ Bureau of Investigation, cyber crime division. And you have stumbled over an old enemy of mine, sadly.”
“Who?”
“What is the appropriate question. The code that you discovered, that is the enemy. The Wildfire Code may potentially run havoc and throw all federal government agencies into a spiral of chaos.”
“Because it can reveal all data, who is undercover, who is who, where there are raids or attacks planned…,” Brienne recounts as it dawns on her just what she stumbled into.
“Exactly.”
“But how does that appear as a glitch on a website for some random bank?” Brienne asks.
“I don’t know, but we will have to find out.”
“We?”
“Well, you don’t have the luxury to choose another partner. For now, I am the only person you have, sweetheart.”
“I am not your sweetheart.”
“Would you rather have me call you ‘wench?’”
“No!”
Jaime Lannister hoped to put that old demon to rest back when he killed Aerys Targaryen, which earned him his nickname, because it was his former boss who sold the Wildfire Code to the guys now after Brienne, or rather, parts of it, and they now want to get the rest, some of which Brienne accidentally brought back to the light.
He would rather just get Brienne to safety, but since he was thrown out of the agency and discredited for Aerys’ murder, Jaime knows that no one will believe him unless he delivers the evidence, and for that, it takes more than Brienne’s bit of the code, he needs all of it.
And so, Jaime has to propose to work together with Brienne to get the remains of the code, because he knows he cannot do it alone, as much as he dreads putting the woman any more in danger than she already was thanks to his own mistake of not having managed to put down the code the same way he put down Aerys.
Over the course of the events, the two develop more than a begrudging respect for one another, which makes all of this ever the more dangerous and complicated for the two programmers on the constant back and forth between chasing and being chased.
Jaime finds himself forced to leave his cyber rabbit hole, his home, where he hid away from the world after Aerys, leave his self-loathing and blame, simply his past, behind in favor of getting the bad guys, and most importantly, protecting Brienne.
Brienne, at the same time, has to learn to accept help from a man she still barely knows, has to stop being the lone wolf, and apparently follow the same advice she gave to Jaime, which is to leave the rabbit hole.
However, danger is only just
a click away as the two get more and more entangled in a net of thievery,
murder, and treason reaching up to the highest ranks of federal government, and
it is yet to be determined whether the two will manage to crack the code…
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Reach’s Kiss
Brienne of Tarth tries her best to live a life that comes as close to perfect as possible. After all, everything has to be perfect for when the decision is finally made on whether she and her fiancé Hyle finally get to adopt Podrick.
Her relationship with Hyle has seen some hardships, but over the course of her father’s death, she came to realize that she can count on him when it matters. And so, she is busy prepping up for the move into a larger house.
However, things turn around when Hyle goes on a business trip to Highgarden
. He suggested her to come along on a whim. Of course, Brienne refused, having more important things to do with the adoption and the house. And anyway, she is not exactly spontaneous. Oh, and she hates planes. For obvious reasons. She won’t ever board a plane in a lifetime, that’s for sure. Brienne goes irritated at the lack of contact, but then he does call back, late at night, clearly drunk on wine from the Reach. But he brings no happy news: Hyle, teary-eyed and lulling, tells his faincée that he met another woman and can’t continue their relationship. He won’t return from the Reach. This is over. With the Reach, this relationship reached its end.
“You’ll be better off without me. I am not made of the stuff that it takes to be a father, you see. I just can’t do this. I am sorry. But I know you will be perfect.”
And with that, he hangs up, and with that, Brienne sees her imperfectly perfect future going down the drain. However, Brienne does not easily give up.
Thus, Brienne does the impossible - she gets on a plane, after she swore to herself to never get on such a vehicle again after what happened with her father. Because she won’t give up, not on them, not on this life she worked so hard for. However, the situation is not exactly relieved by the man sitting next to her, making fun of her for being frightened.
Oh, if only he knew…
But of course, Brienne won’t share her personal stories with that snarky, handsome man she finds utterly suspicious. Brienne can’t put her finger on it, but there is just something about this guy who insists to only go by his first name, insisting she calls him “Jaime, just Jaime.”
And Brienne’s suspicion may not be entirely unjustified. Because Jaime may or may not have used an opportunity at the airport in King’s Landing to put something into her bag, so to bypass security. After all, he doesn’t want to be found. He has a future to grow, and it all depends on a certain heirloom now in her bag and a plant secured in his leather jacket.
However, misfortune strikes when Brienne takes off before he can get his heirloom back, forcing Jaime to track down this most annoying woman with mannish features and beautiful blue eyes. Though that may prove more difficult than imagined, considering that Brienne is determined to find her fiancé and convince him of their future before the decision is made about the adoption. Even if that means travelling all around the Reach in search for that man.
All the while, there is a shadow looming behind Jaime, in the shape of a dark-haired man he may be friendly with but knows better than to trust and a past he wants to leave behind for good, so he can start growing his own future upon a hill in the Reach - and start over new.
He wants to be left alone and in peace - and his brother, above all, should better stay out of his way. Though Jaime must admit, he learns to admire Brienne’s stubborn conviction to the future she means to defend, all the more once he realizes that she is not just some woman running after a guy who long since moved on and bangs up and down the walls of Highgarden’s hotels. He still thinks this Hyle-guy is absolutely beneath her, but he realizes that it is that life she wants to have with him and Podrick Brienne is eager to defend.
And honestly? Jaime starts to wonder whether his lonely life on a mountain, making a fine wine, is actually worth as much as he was willing to go during his detour to the Rock. Because his family may be shitty, but Brienne is living proof that you can choose your family, that you can choose family. So maybe he can, too?
What do I know?
Stuck together on this most strange ride through the vineyards of the Reach, Jaime and Brienne are forced to work together to help one another get the future they want to grow. Jaime volunteers to help Brienne win back the man who seemingly can’t see what a great woman he throws away with his actions - and Jaime is determined to make him see that truth. In turn, Brienne will help Jaime make money out of the heirloom he “conquered back” from his family, so to bypass being seen by certain people he has no interest in having back in his life.
But along the way, it would seem, something unexpected grows and comes to bloom, tasting oh so sweet but oh so differently from what they imagined.
But can they hold on to it or will this turn out to be a bitter vintage in the end?
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Moodboard for this French Kiss AU can be found here.
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Florist AU
Jaime Lannister wants nothing more but work his normal job again, no matter what it may cost him. Ever since the hand injury accompanied by a number of infections that had him hospitalized for what felt like an eternity, he felt useless, no longer being able to work his job the way he used to, growing increasingly frustrated with himself.
However, his health keeps suffering for it, since Jaime doesn’t want to take the time to fully recover from the infections having made his immune system rather fragile, not wanting to admit that weakness to himself.
Tyrion, concerned for his older brother’s wellbeing, wants Jaime to fully recover and regain his strengths. Thus, the youngest son of Tywin Lannister makes arrangements to have his brother take a much-needed vacation, though really, he has to trick Jaime into it, which Tyrion manages, passing it off as a business meeting in the Stormlands, only to have Jaime suffer through a flight there with his poor health, arriving on the Sapphire Isle, Tarth, where there is evidently no business meeting whatsoever.
Once Jaime realizes that he has been played, he calls Tyrion from the airport to demand explanations, to which the younger man only recounts the merits of a vacation by the sea, including “a beautiful countryside, salty air, to help the weak lungs and a horrible internet connection. You will hate it, but you will thank me for it later, I am most sure, dear brother.”
Jaime x Brienne: Undercover Officers AU
When Jaime Lannister received the order from his captain that he would go on the next undercover mission to take up yet another drug ring led by two of the most dangerous and influential men in King’s Landing’s underground scene, Petyr Baelish and Roose Bolton, he thought nothing much of it, a job like any other.
You live or you die playing the game. There is no middle ground.
The danger of the job is inevitable, Jaime knows. And over the years, he accustomed himself to the idea that any of those missions will likely mean his demise far sooner than later.
The DEA officer has a self-chosen mission to fulfill, after all, trying to wipe out one of the most dangerous and destructive drugs currently known around Westeros, Wildfire, a drug that annihilated his life in many ways, marking it with loss, regret, and the stigma of the Kingslayer that he inherited ever since that one fateful day that almost went up in endless green.
Jaime is assigned to Petyr Baelish, whose primary focus lies on the distribution of drugs and taking care of the prostitutes “under his care.” It’s no new story to Jaime that those drugs are used to keep the women in Littlefinger’s brothels, but that doesn’t stop the DEA officer from feeling the sincere need to open that guy’s throat the way he has done it to Aerys when he earned himself the nickname of the Kingslayer.
He is supposed to work himself to the top, starting out as a henchman meant to do odd jobs for Baelish to earn the man’s trust – and that is what Jaime is to do, under the alias of James Dayne.
The allowance into the ranks of Petyr Baelish goes smoother than Jaime hoped it would, but it becomes painfully obvious that the man is in dire need of able men, and James proves to be just that asset Littlefinger has been seeking.
“Chaos is a ladder. I need chaos to spread, and you… you have what it takes to create chaos in my name. So? Can you do the job? Can you spread chaos for me?”
“I don’t care about chaos theory or any of that shit, but of that I can assure you, if you tell me to do something, it will be done. What you make of it is up to you.”
“I think we will have a good time together, James. A very good time.”
Soon, Jaime is introduced to “the dear family,” Baelish’s “business partner,” Roose Bolton and his sinister son Ramsay Snow, who is taking over the gambling and secret disposal of enemies threatening their profit. And a first glimpse at the business practices through Roose Bolton is not far away as Jaime comes face-to-face with the ominous man for the first time: “You must know, Mr. Dayne, there is a fine if crucial difference between punching a man’s teeth out after he didn’t pay for the drugs he received – and ensuring that someone disappears from the face of the earth, so he may never speak again. It is an art.”
“One that you paint with a lot of red, I assume.”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“How sharp the knife is with which the task is carried out. The sharper the knife, the more effective the cut, the les blood… the less of a mess.”
Jaime finds his cover almost blown when Mr. Bolton’s bookkeeper, a tall woman with blonde hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a way too sharp tongue for her own good, starts to ask uneasy questions about his background, a history that is nothing more but fiction and some faked IDs. While Jaime manages to talk himself out of the situation at the last second, the undercover officer notes that Gale Morne may prove to be more dangerous to him than the assassin or the drug lord. Because if she blows his cover, Jaime knows, he is done for, and all the hard work to trace down the biggest distributor of Wildfire will slip through his fingers. And he can’t let that happen.
Not again.
In dire need of a Scotch and a cigarette after that introduction to the family, Jaime seeks out the next best bar, but as he makes his way down the dark alleys of King’s Landing, he spots Bolton’s bookkeeper. Wanting to investigate, the DEA officer abandons the Scotch to tail the woman instead.
However, the investigation comes to an abrupt end after rounding some dark corner, only to be knocked to the ground out of nowhere – by the bookkeeper in business suit.
“Why do you little shit keep following me around?” she barks, one knee solidly over his sternum as she keeps pressing him into the pavement to the point that Jaime sees stars.
“The boss said that we will… likely get to work together… more closely… so I thought… I thought we might just as well… get to know one another,” he rasps, though Gale only hits him across the face in return.
“Liar. So now, you will tell me what you want, tailing me ever since the mini mart down main street, or else you will walk around with your mouth sewn shut after I am done with your jaw.”
Jaime wastes no time, using one moment of distraction to turn tables, his mind entirely set on survival now. He manages to flip her over, and the two start a fight. While Jaime does not want to kill that woman, he will do it if she gives him a reason. He can’t afford to have his cover blown now, or else all will be for nothing.
They draw guns at the exact same moment, aiming at each other, ready to fire.
“Listen now. I don’t want to kill you,” Jaime curses through gritted teeth. “Don’t give a reason to shoot you dead.”
“For that, you would have to hit first,” she hisses.
“No, you don’t understand. I am not your enemy, woman! It doesn’t have to end like this… Listen, we can end this peacefully and go our ways again.”
“Who sent you? Baelish himself?”
“For what would he send me?”
“Why would you tail me if you didn’t get the order from someone?” she retorts. “And now you listen: I have no interest in you, just like I have no interest in killing you. But I will do it. What I am doing here is far more important than you are.”
“Playing secretary for a murderer, you mean?” Jaime snarls.
He can spot something shift in her face, though the woman seems to know better than to let on. She licks her lips, tightening her grip on the gun. “Rich coming from a guy doing odd jobs for said murderer’s business partner, who has about as much blood on his hands as Bolton does. You don’t even want to know how many prostitutes they threw into the water after they got overdosed on Wildfire, and rarely by their own choice.”
Jaime ponders the options, but finds none other than one that still bears a lot of danger, to say the least.
“Let’s make a truce.”
“You need trust to have a truce.”
“I trust you,” he replies. And Jaime can’t explain it to himself as he does it, but he lowers his gun to show her just that. “See?”
The woman looks at him in shock.
Good.
“I am an officer of the DEA. I am undercover to hopefully take up both these assholes. And judging by the way you look at me, you don’t want them to continue either. So… if you want that to end, you better lower your gun, too.”
To his surprise, Gale actually does, but then… breaks out laughing.
Wait, what?
“You should have said that sooner,” the blonde woman huffs, her attitude completely changing a she steps closer, stuffing the gun away again, wiping blood from her nose off with her sleeve with the other hand. “The departments have shitty communication.”
Jaime blinks, still trying to catch on to the new information.
“You are not the only one trying to drain the swamp, just that I work on it from the other end. Homicide Special Section.” She holds out her hand to help him stand, which Jaime accepts gratefully, because his sides are nearly killing him after getting kicked by her repeatedly – because damn, that woman is strong.
“Jaime Lannister.”
“Brienne of Tarth.”
“Well, as it appears, we will be working that case together from now on, then.”
“What? Seven Hells no. You will resign the first chance you get.”
“Why would I do that?”
“I was here first.”
“For real? That is your argument?”
“We are investigating murder cases. My department has higher stakes in this. I am undercover for far longer than you are. I have established myself as Bolton’s right hand. So, the best you can do is to pull out now so that I can do my job. You pose a danger to my cover.”
“I won’t pull out. Even if you capture Bolton, that doesn’t mean you get Baelish and those who distribute the drugs. If we blow them up, we have to be sure both are right at the epicenter.”
“I can take care of that myself.”
“Just that I won’t leave, sorry about that, wench.”
“Wench?”
He shrugs. “Get used to the idea, you are not the only one who has made sacrifices and put in much effort to get here. So curb your territorial attitude and be reasonable.”
“I should just call you out as a snitch.”
“If you do that, the dynamic duo will only ever be more cautious about potential more snitches. And you think they won’t target you, after exposing me? That is the first address to turn to. You know that. Face it, Brienne, we are stuck in this together.”
“… Fine, but if you act stupid just once, I will have you out.”
“Is that a threat?”
“A promise.”
And so, the two undercover agents now encounter the reality of having to stage everything for an epic blow-up to take down both Roose Bolton and Petyr Baelish, to destroy their underground empire once and for all, and that against the odds of very differing tactics and the ongoing arguments between the two.
However, danger is only just inches away, under the watchful eyes of the bosses as well as their own henchmen looming behind every corner. Just like the two find themselves dragged deeper and deeper into the darkest corners of the city, caught between drugs, gambling, blackmail, and murder.
As the two are increasingly forced to work together, Jaime is bound to learn more about the other undercover agent, who, like him, is here for much more personal reasons than Brienne lets on, trying her best to keep it strictly professional, though even the strong agent in disguise seems to have reached her breaking point far sooner than later.
“Every day I wake up, knowing that I will have to serve the guy who is responsible for my big brother’s murder. Every day I wake up, knowing I will have to smile at him, advise him, bring him beverages, make sure his business keeps running. Every day I wake up, having to wait for him to make a wrong step so that, at last, I can stop the murders that keep happening on my watch. Every single day. It has to end. It just has to, because if it doesn’t end any time soon… I will shoot him in the head. Him and his bastard of a son. For Galladon. I just can’t do this for much longer. It’s eating me alive.”
More and more, Jaime and Brienne have to wrestle not just with their own demons, but also with their desolation drawing them closer to one another than it should, granted that they have a job to do, a mission to fulfill, that they cannot afford to fail, cannot afford to make it personal.
“Because people live and die in the game, and you cannot afford to get too attached. If you do, you will end up making choices based on your heart, not your mind. And in this game, we cannot afford to make just one wrong move, or else we will both end up like my brother, in a body bag drifting by the shore.”
However, that doesn’t make their threatening, growing attraction any less real, any less palpable, any less of the one escape in a mission that brings them to the breaking point, which has them function as the one thing that keeps them from coming apart.
A big drug delivery to the Dornish underground scene led by Ellaria Sand may finally bring the turn in the game that the two have been waiting for, for what feels like an eternity already. If they manage to expose them with their hands right in the “Dornish plum’s jar,” this may bring them victory at last.
Brienne is tasked to use a moment of distraction to be created by Jaime to steal the neatly stored information Bolton keeps on his customers as well as his “achievements” from his computer, to finally confirm Roose Bolton responsible for all those murders, including that of Galladon of Tarth.
Jaime, meanwhile, is supposed to take care of the drugs meant to go to Dorne, so that Baelish also gets his well-deserved punishment.
However, things take a sudden turn when the two have to realize that they were exposed, understanding far too late that they were not the only ones designing a plot to blow the others up.
A battle against the clock ensues, a game of cat-and-mouse, as Jaime and Brienne try to get each other out danger, try to save one another from sure death at the hands of some of the most dangerous men in all of Westeros.
Will they succeed?
Or will they go under forever?
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Horse Whisperer AU
Jaime Lannister always considered riding his horse Honor one of his greatest freedoms. What started out as a boy’s hobby grew to be his one anchor point in life, caught up between the family business and its practices which he would rather not take part in most of the time, family feuds, and the monotony this life comes with.
After a particularly stressful day at the office, Jaime decides to ride out into the night as the first snow starts to fall, something he loved doing ever since he was a child.
However, as he rides through the woods, Jaime has to realize that he is not the only one roaming around the groves. As it turns out, he is being followed. Jaime tries to shake the people off, but to no avail. The men reveal themselves to be former employees to Roose Bolton, one of his father’s former business partners Tywin cheated on, who lost their jobs after the Bolton-Lannister alliance broke to pieces.
The leader of the gang, a man by name Locke, want to get revenge on the Lannisters, and therefore want to go through “daddy’s favorite child” to pay Tywin back for getting them into the position they currently find themselves in, unemployed and without perspective. They try to get Jaime off the horse to beat him to pulp, but Honor starts to kick out, knocking out some of the aggressors, wanting to protect his owner. Jaime gives Honor the spurs to take off, but as they try to ride away, shots are fired. Honor rears up in shock and Jaime falls off the horse, into a ditch. The steed falls on top of him, greatly damaging particularly Jaime’s hand in the process. Frightened, the horse keeps running away, leaving Jaime in the ditch. Locke and his men take off when they hear a car in the distance, leaving Jaime to perish.
Jaime, unable to move, believes his time to be over as snow turns to rain, the ditch slowly filling and no one, about to suffocate him, absolutely no one seeing him or trying to find him.
He wakes up in hospital some time later, Tyrion sitting by his bedside, waiting for him to come around. His younger brother looks like hell warmed over, and hell indeed freezes over once Tyrion has to deliver the sickening news: They had to amputate Jaime’s hand after the accident.
Jaime emotionally detaches from everything and everyone around him. He was that hand. And now it’s all supposed to be over. Any attempt by his younger brother to consider physical therapy falls on deaf ears. Jaime talks little, is just a ghost walking, pushing anyone away, even his brother, who is apparently the only one who is not ready to give up on him.
However, their relationship has been under a strain over time, which does not at all help Tyrion’s cause. The brothers rarely saw one another for the last couple of years – because of their differences fostered by Tywin’s behavior and accusations on both sides regarding that matter. Jaime moved to the capitol while Tyrion found himself stuck at the Rock, which did not help maintain the brotherly love that once was one of the central points in both their lives when they were still younger, Jaime always protecting Tyrion while the younger brother would always have the older sibling’s back, too.
Tyrion wants to be there for his brother, knowing that, despite his insistence of the contrary, Jaime needs help. Because the man is toying with suicidal thoughts far more often than anyone would know.
One particular incident when Jaime saw Honor for the first time since the accident left the oldest son of Tywin Lannister mortified. Honor took considerable damage, is deeply traumatized, and won’t let anyone near him, not even Jaime. After he ran off, the horse ended up getting caught in barbwire, and very similar to his owner, found himself stuck for hours and hours, unable to move in the cold.
Tyrion does the one
thing he is good at – he starts to research.
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Revolutionary War Spies AU
Former Commander of the Kingsguard Regiment Jaime Lannister went into hiding, following his dishonorable discharge after killing President Aerys Targaryen, whose protection was his duty during his service.
Jaime deemed restoring his honor far less important than knowing the city and the country at large safe, which is why he decided not to reveal to anyone the wildfire plot Aerys had put in place, so that the dangerous weapons would simply fade from public memory.
If that means that he will forever be known as the Kingslayer, then that is so.
Yet, Jaime may get lucky in that he seems to be continuously forgotten by everyone. Having abandoned his family’s ancestral home after his discharge, no one seems to bother what his last name is, or whether he is the ominous Kingslayer.
And when the war breaks out, all seem to have long since forgotten about the Kingslayer.
Following the mysterious death of President Robert Baratheon, many parties fight for dominance in Westeros, tossing the country into a turmoil that takes its toll on the people. A rift between South and North continues to grow as the Northerners, led by Robb Stark after his father’s execution, struggle for independence.
Jaime means to distance himself from the political games, having had too much of that during his time under Aerys Targaryen already, but fate seems to decide otherwise for him as the former commander gets dragged into it after being mugged by a rebel group that aligns with the Northern forces. In the process of the attack, his hand is injured so badly that it has to be amputated later on, leaving Jaime ever the more devastated.
After a difficult recovery from the injury he sustained, Jaime tries his best to arrange his life against the odds of the war raging now even in the smallest towns as Southern and Northern forces alike try to find support – or rather enforce it.
One evening at his new home’s small inn, Jaime notices a group of strangers he identifies as being of the Northern freedom fighters. Wanting to ensure that they are not up to any trouble, he follows the men after they leave the inn. However, as Jaime is about to catch a first glimpse at the men, he is grabbed from behind, a hood is pulled over his face, and he is being dragged away from town.
Jaime soon finds himself in the nearby woods. When the hood comes off his head at last, the former commander is more than surprised to come to face with…
“Tyrion???”
“Good to see you back, dear brother. It’s been quite some time.”
As it turns out, Jaime’s little brother has gone into the spying business in times of war.
“Why would you choose spying for the Northern forces?” Jaime asks, still caught off-guard by the news he is now receiving.
“I don’t choose sides, I am trying to get them all to sit down at one table and have a lot of wine. That works miracles, always.“
“You are mad.”
“What about war is not?” Tyrion snorts.
And Jaime is bound to agree on the point: There is no sense in war. It’s a madness that is contagious – and lethal.
Jaime keeps pressing for more information as to why his brother has now spied on him and had him dragged into that mess, pointing out that “a one-handed spy seems rather useless in all this, wouldn’t you agree?”
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - War Correspondent AU
Jaime Lannister, former commander of the so-called Kingsguard, a military special forces team assigned to the protection of the President of Westeros, would like to throw his TV out, if only to escape the news stories and second-hand reports covering his case on national television.
Little do they know…
He continues to be in the news for one reason: Jaime’s killing of former President Aerys Targaryen. And they do get that one part about the story right: Yes, he killed him, and no, Jaime doesn’t regret the execution. However, what they don’t know is, which is driving Jaime mad as he sits at home, seeing his case being distorted over and over depending on which news outlet is currently on, that he had good reason, that lives depended on it that he killed the president.
But all of that is in a confidential folder, hidden deep in the Red Keep’s archives for no one to ever find…
“Kingslayer” is the catchy nickname they framed for him, since President Aerys was part of the exclusive Kings’ and Queens’ Club, containing the most influential people of military, public relations, media, and arms trade, to name but few of the crowns handed out to the Kings and Queens of both Essos and Westeros.
However, suddenly, Jaime stops being in the news, which has the former soldier excited for only just a second as he has to learn that Aerys’s successor, Robert Baratheon, died in a “hunting accident.”
It’s the President’s death that sets forth a chain of events that has the Kings and Queens fight for dominance in a country that has been weakened by both Aerys’s mad politics and Robert’s wasteful policy, which throws the whole country into a turmoil.
It isn’t long until turmoil turns into battles, which ebb into rebellions within the states of Westeros, and far sooner than later, the War of the Five Kings is sweeping across the country.
Jaime grows increasingly irritated by news coverage on the War of the Five Kings, which is much more concerned with who will turn out victor in this folly than it is with pointing to the human rights violations happening thanks to the Kings and Queens fighting for dominance – by having others fight those battles for them, of course.
What has Jaime jump into action is when he hears about wildfire bombs being used time and time again, because that is the one thing he sacrificed his honor as a soldier and reputation for when he executed Aerys.
Having studied journalism as a slight against his father during his younger, rebellious years, Jaime decides to use that slight for good and become a war correspondent, to get the information out there that he finds lacking in the current media battle over who is going to be the next King or Queen.
Against the odds of his hurt reputation, Jaime manages to become somewhat well-received by the public in a short amount of time, because his willingness to take the risk to head right into the war zones seems to earn him at least a begrudging respect for what he does.
However, beside wanting to get the truth out there to the people, Jaime wants to do more than just report about what is wrong in the country at war. He wants to take action: Jaime hopes that by heading right into the war zones, talking to the people who directly have to do with the wildfire bombs that are sporadically used – for now anyway – he can get information on the officials who pull the threads.
The former soldier managed to prevent a city from going up in green flames once, and Jaime is determined to repeat that finest act of his, even it may cost him his life, a sacrifice he is ready to make if need be.
However, while Jaime is fairly popular with the public, he is not favored by the people of his profession, not just by other reporters and correspondents, but rather the people he is meant to work with. His risk-taking is not well-received particularly by his cameramen, who, naturally, don’t always want to lose their lives for that reckless fellow of a war correspondent wanting to push the boundaries. Thus, Jaime finds himself unable to find himself cameramen to come with him to the most dangerous spots in the country to do his reports with.
While at a press conference in the Riverlands, Jaime tries to recruit a cameraman, but without much luck. Yet, after he is already on the verge of giving up on the endeavor, he is approached by tall-standing camerawoman Brienne of Tarth. While Jaime jokes at first that he is not looking for “a lady’s honor to defend in the midst of a war zone,” he is surprised to learn that Ms. Tarth is specifically interested in working with him.
“You go to where I need my camera to be – but where most war correspondents are too afraid to go,” she tells him. “And you can trust me on that one thing, Mr. Lannister: I need no protection, even less so from the likes of you. I have knocked men into the dust long before the war began. If at all, I am pretty sure I am going to keep your ass safe when we are out there, filming.”
“When we are out there?” Jaime laughs, amused. “You make it sound like this is set into stone already, Ms. Tarth.”
“Well, Mr. Lannister, look at it like this: Who else is going to hold the camera for you? Last time I checked, you failed miserably at recruiting a cameraman for your cause. Your choice.”
“I suppose we don’t get to choose who we work with at times, right?” he chuckles, holding out his hand to her. Brienne takes it. “Apparently not.”
Gifset: Jaime x Brienne - Ghost Hunters AU
Ever since killing his police commander “Mad King” Aerys Targaryen, Jaime Lannister is haunted –literally so. Both the man he executed for reasons Jaime never leaked to the public following the news’s witch hunt that marked him as the “Kingslayer” forever, and the people he failed to protect, like Aerys’s son Rhaegar, come after him whenever he falls asleep.
In the beginning, Jaime thought that he was merely hallucinating Aerys’s presence in his apartment, but he soon had to realize that Aerys’s actual ghost is haunting him, and can take physical form to harm not just Jaime, but also his family, something the spirit threatens him with ever since.
Wanting to know his family safe, Jaime made a drastic decision, abandoned his old job, his old life, cut all ties, and dove into the world of ghost hunting, in the hope to find a way to rid himself of Aerys’s ghost – and hopefully return home some day. However, Jaime didn’t have any luck just yet. While he slowly but surely slipped into the life of a ghost hunter, the former police officer found no way yet to exorcise his very own demons, thus focusing his efforts on the vengeful spirits haunting others instead.
Matters get increasingly worse as Jaime’s lack of sleep starts to take its toll on him, to the point that he fears that one of these days, he won’t wake up from his nightmares in which Rhaegar and the people he failed to protect from Aerys’s plot, which may have cost the lives of many people, had Jaime not made the decision to execute his commander, come after him.
While working
what he thought to be a regular job near Oldtown, a haunted house with what
seemed to be no more than a vengeful spirit to shoot at with the specially
designed hunter weapons that he gathered over time, Jaime finds himself in
quite a trouble. Because Aerys’s ghost decides to now also attack him on the
gigs, which leaves Jaime injured as he has to battle two ghosts at once, and on
the verge of losing. However, he is rescued by a tall, blonde woman who
instantly fires at the spirits to make them retreat from Jaime – at the very
last second.