A vintage's touch: The year is ending.

The year is ending, my love. the year is ending and all that I wish is to be able to sleep by your side. The quiet silence of our bedroom, and the comfortable silence we share is a treasured safe haven for me... There, in the confines of our bedroom, when Time has stopped, I feel the safest. There, in the confines of our bedroom, You don't have to play a role. You don't have to say words you don't want to say. I can hear you just fine. I can hear you just fine and I can understand you. 

The year is ending, my love and even then, I can't say it. My love for you is at the tip of my tongue, in the eyes I use to look at you, in the hands I use to stroke your skin. I can't say the words, but my heart is overflowing with it. I am in love with you Tommy Shelby. I want to marry you. I dream of that day. I raise your child...a child I consider mine too. I want to carry your child too, someday, maybe.  The year is ending and I wish I could open my heart to you and let you know just how much you mean to me. 

The year is ending, my love, and I wish you could know that I see you. I see your pain. I see your scars. I see you as you are. I know you have blood on your hands. I know you've been hurt during the war. I know you've been..hurt by life and I love you still. I love you still, with your flaws, your qualities, your dreams, and your nightmares. I am with you and I wish I could say those words and perhaps, the year to come would give me the strength to confess to you. I hope so. "

COPG: A new human year

"A new human year. 

Rebirth. 

Excellence.

We have goals to meet, 

An ambition to feed.

A destiny to forge. 

A new human year. 

Rebirth. 

Unforgiveness. 

I am petty, I am scorned. 

I am thirsty for blood. 

My Pantheon begone! 

I only have one wish. 

The wish to see them perish.

The wish to avenge us. 

for all, they did. 

A new human year. 

A new human year with you. 

Superbia, my Superbia...

Let's enter the year together.

Doya: new year's eve.

New year, it's going to be a fantastic year I think, Dean. it's really the simple things, the fact you and I can still hunt together, spend time together, cuddle each other and so much more. I love it, I love it that we have been able to build our home in each other. That's what it is, isn't it? You are my home and no matter where we are, I will always feel at home because you're here. And the home would feel complete when we're together, with Sam and Castiel.  A new year is going to be the same year, just better. It's gonna be you and me against monsters and evil. It's gonna be you and me...

You're my family. Your kids are my family too. I know we haven't talked much about it since I heard about Kira and Connor. But they're my family too.  You're my family, Sam and Castiel are my families too. I love it. I love that we can spend time together, care for each other and stick together, as a family. I... I'm a Winchester too. I share your heart and you share mine.  New year... What more can I ask for the new year if not to spend it with you? My life is perfect! it's just the way I  want it. It's just perfect as it is because you're here. Because you love me and because I love you.  Let's keep on building our home together, Dean. Let's keep on moving forward. let's make this year a beautiful one!"

GoT: new year!

"I pray the seven gods, Old and New, to be favored by them. I pray to the seven gods, Old and New, to have my sister's blessings. I know that the year to come will be filled with challenges. I know the world would be against us, should we be blessed by my sisters. I know our lives would be put on the line, because I chose you, because I loved you and because you're not dead. I know plenty would try to get revenge for what your House did. Your brother and sister are working tirelessly in order to restore the name of your family, and I know that you would do it. I trust Lady Kyra and I trust you.

I have never doubted you because I saw the man you were. I know the man you are. I know the real you, the one others don't want to see. I trust you, Jaime. I trust you with my life and I trust you with my heart and soul. So. I am ready to do anything in my power to protect you and your family. I will obey my sister, even if that breaks my heart because I am loyal to her. Still, I pray. Still, I hope. Still, I wish that the gods would favor me and that we would be together. It would be the greatest gift they could do to me, the greatest after they gave me a family."

GoT: Redwyne's revolution

 GoT: Redwyne's revolution

// flash-forward. Tyrion is actually thinking about what's to come. 

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House Redwyne. Tyrion could understand why they would resent the new queen. Daenerys wasn't popular everywhere. That much could be understood. For Westeros, she was the silver-haired bitch that came from the south. She was a menace, the scourge that would drastically destroy the very fabric of their society. She had tamed beasts that could devour her very enemies, dragons she considered her own children. She had killed the old masters of the south and could very much try to kill the noble families that had existed for centuries. The Redwynes would not try to confront the queen, lest they wanted to die by the fire of her dragons. They would, however, try to reach out to her and kill the closest person she had. Her own blood, the young princess. Learning that princess Bäahal was traveling the world in order to play the ambassador was welcomed with exctiment. They used it against her. They used Bäahal's kindness against her and ambushed the princess. Tyrion knew that it was just a matter of time before they went after the queen. For the moment, the survival of the princess had been kept a secret and Jaime had just returned from his mission with Commander Jon.

They would have to discuss their findings and the fact House Redwyne was to be considered an enemy. The priority was to avoid an all-out war, but they also had to make a lesson out of the Redwynes. He rubbed his temple and drank his cup of wine. The queen was trying to deal with the relationship between his brother and her sister. That had to be settled somehow, because they had to know if their union was allowed or if they were forbidden to be together. Jaime had done his best not to give into his desire and urges. He had done things right. He had found someone who cared for him and who genuinely loved him, flaws and all. Tyrion didn't know what Bäahal saw in Jaime. He loved his brother and he wanted him to survive his queen's judgement. Jaime deserved better. He deserved much better and Tyrion wanted nothing but his brother's happiness. He was aware that Bäahal held Jaime's heart in her hands. He was aware that Jaime made the princess happy, perhaps the happiest she had ever been. They really were a beautiful couple and Tyrion wished nothing more but for the two of them to get what they wanted. 

Yet... There was something looming in the distance. Jaime was hated, perhaps he even was the most hated man of Westeros. He had a target on his back and no one but the princess and his siblings, no one could ever want his well-being. So he was afraid, for both of Jaime and the princess. He was afraid of what was to come but he knew they would prepare for anything. 

-TBC-

GoT (modern): White Christmas

 GoT (modern): White Christmas

// I very much love these two, so I had to write something about them. The very first-moment Bäahal would claim her love for Jaime. It's a little bit of a flash forward.

xxxx

Jaime Lannister's secret lair: 

The Lannister and the Targaryen were enjoying a fresh glass of wine by the fire. Jaime had spoiled them with a delicious dinner and they relished in a lovely moment spent together. Bäahal's heart was beating hard. Her purple eyes were shifting from left to right as she didn't know how to brace herself and find the strength to tell Jaime how she felt about him. Her fingers tapped against her lap and she chose to stand up because she couldn't handle staying still. Jaime's emerald eyes followed the young woman as she put her glass of wine on the table near her and stood up. He watched as her silver hair cascaded onto her chest and back. Her purple eyes were nervously staring at him and she put both hands on her waist. 

"Jaime Lannister! I love being your girlfriend. I love being yours, okay? I love being here, in our secret lair and most of all, I love being in your arms. I want you to know that I don't care about our family feud. I don't care about whatever people would say about us. They might like it, they might hate it, I don't care! they might think I'm too young for you or you're too old for me, I don't care! I don't! I really don't! I love you. I am in love with you! I know you know, and I know you feel the same for me. It's just... I wanted to say it. I wanted to say that I was helplessly in love with you. Because it's true. so...here it is."

She was breathing hard and Jaime realized that she was still uncomfortable. She tried to make it as if it wasn't a big deal (and somehow it wasn't since they both felt the same thing) but he knew that it was important to her to speak her mind. She had been deceived and heartbroken by her previous relationship and he knew she had tried to protect her heart as hard as she could before they met. He still remembered the first time they met and the fact she was afraid he would leave her alone. He knew by then, that she had been left behind one too many times and now that they shared a bond, she didn't want to lose it. The fact Bäahal was confessing her love for him was a huge step forward. He smiled at her and as she was giving him the sweetest and crookest smile she could offer, the Lannister stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her towards his hard frame and  leaned his forehead against hers.

"Bäahal Targaryen! You're quite the woman you know?" -He smiled and pressed his lips to hers, in a soft and gentle kiss- "I am helplessly in love with you too. I know you know, but I wanted you to hear it too. You are a generous and gentle soul, Bäahal. You are sweet and kind, and loyal. You are funny and you make it harder for me to be away from you."

"Harder for you?' -She chuckled and pressed her lips to his. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and tilted her head to the side. Jaime nodded and gently pressed another kiss to her lips. "I like the idea that you're thinking about me when I'm not around."

"More than you can think of." -She smiled at him and he gave her the warmest hug he could.-

-TBC-

Doya: Last christmas

Doya: Last Christmas

 // I love these two. I just wanted something for them. 

xxx

"Dean, 

This year had been one of the toughest we had to deal with. I can't believe that we almost lost each other. I realized that I did not want to leave you behind. I feared Death for the first time, not for myself but for the consequences it would have on you. You've lost so much already, Dean. You've lost so much that I didn't want you to lose anymore.  Joshua nearly died but I found strength in you. Your support helped me deal with the news and you even gave me the strength to investigate his case and get rid of the monster that mauled and crippled him. Not easy, I give you that. We reflected a lot on the things we lost over the years. I was scared and upset because I couldn't remember the faces and voices of my family. I felt that I was betraying them once again but you managed to comfort me. Sam reflected on how losing Charlie hurt you both, and how my obsession with finding and killing Pluto was driving you insane. I didn't make it easy on you, did I? You had to hear me cry for help, thinking I was about to die and I might as well have if Castiel had not found me. We had a rough year, Dean. We really did. 

But, we also had a good time. I love hunting with you. I love saving people and I fancy watching you work. It's always gratifying to see that our work matters. It's always such a big rush of adrenaline when we're together and we fight monsters. I love our job. I love that we have been given the tools to defeat evil and monsters and protect life. I love to spend time with you. I never get bored when we're together. I love snuggling against you. I love giving you my affection. I love singing songs, keeping you warm against me. I love taking care of you. Basically, I just love you. I love how comfortable we are when we're together. You cook breakfast for me, sometimes even dinner if we're at the bunker. I buy you pies when it's my turn to the grocery store, I buy you ugly aprons. We have our habits, and I love that. I love that we have a life together. Can you believe it, Dean? We have a life together. 

You told me once that we share one heart and while I agreed and understood somehow what you meant, I truly felt it recently. There is no "I" anymore. There is a "we". All of the decisions I make, I make them with us in mind. The future I imagine, it is ours. I cannot live without you, Dean. I can't, no matter how hard I try, I just can't live without you. That's all I want to remember at the end of the year. That you and I, we share one heart and I refuse to have it any other way. Our hearts have been broken so many times but we've always managed to stand back up and keep going. we've managed to build something together, something good, something true. we love each other and we are family. Team Free Will, and me. so yes, I count my blessings. I'm happy about the year we had together because it is ending as it has started: together."

-TBC-