Tyrion Lannister tiene una conversación bastante peculiar con sus queridos sobrinos.

"But the living things had no colour. All cats were grey by night. And this was Petyr's world – a faceless mass of pawns, and him at the top, looking down on them." Companion piece to "Liar, Liar" [Modern AU, rated T for dark themes and overall creepiness, one-shot]

Sansa finally leaves the Eyrie after Littlefinger falls through the Moon Door. She goes to the Saltpans and meets the burnt man she had never expected to see again. Sansan, Spoilers from A Feast for Crows.

Muchos decían que era un monstruoso bastardo, pero él no lo iba a permitir.

"Joffrey, Joffrey" dice su nombre sedienta de venganza.

For the prompt: Argella's reaction to the news that Aegon had granted Storm's End to House Baratheon "in perpetuity."

For the prompt: Meeting for the first time, Steffon Baratheon/Cassana Estermont.

Silence reigned for a while on the table, all Starks processing what each other had said; they all had tried and failed to get Theon out of his room. He'd been there for two days, no one was sure if he'd eaten, gone to the bathroom, bathe, or even sleep. [Modern AU]

She remembered what the North had forgotten. Winter is coming. And she was winter. ...The Great Other reflects upon patience and the future...

Tywin Lannister podría decir muchas cosas. Pero cada una de ellas serían mentira.

¿Piensas que soy un monstruo? Admito que a veces tengo el deseo de ser la bestia que ellos imaginan.

"Yes, he'd noticed her immediately, her purity begging to be corrupted and the fact she looked infinitely more beautiful in that uniform than everybody else did, and so much like her mother. And yes, he'd thought about her in a lot of ways a teacher definitely shouldn't." Inspired by The Police. [AU, Songfic, rated T for adult topics, language and general creepiness, one-shot]

No puedo hacer lo que me pides. No puedo silenciar la voz de un pueblo que habla con verdad. Los hombres y los dioses son testigos de nuestro pecado.

By the grace of the old gods, the only children she births to Robert are daughters.

Gregor Clegane's wife and brother become friends and help each other survive his abuse. Takes place after Sandor got his scars, but before he lost all his idealism. Contains mentions of abuse, neglect, sexual harassment, resulting mental disorders, and potty mouth language.

'In the white of the world/ Hope is a bird locked in his chest.' A song for Bran Stark.

[Feliz cumple Mariana] A nadie le sorprendió, dicen que solo había regresado a Invernalia para con su sueño de primavera: Darse cuenta de que aún tenía un hogar.

Theon había escapado con Kyra y Lady Ramsay no podía pasar eso por alto. *Fem!Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Theon Greyjoy

Shamelessly smutty. Modern AU. Very OOC.

"We're all stories in the end." A collection of standalone prompts written for certain people on Tumblr.

Daeron, the First of His Name, was only fourteen when he assumed the throne, yet he took it upon himself to finish what Aegon the Conqueror himself had failed at, to everyone's surprise. His mother's included. Part 7 of my Daenaera Velaryon series.

What if Aemon was King and he brought the kingdom into its Golden Age

Huye, vive, miente, muere, Benjen... Dulces sueños...

Drabble. Ahora que se va, se da cuenta de que le importaba...

Jon Arryn's distant cousin Denys Arryn concieves a boy in the vale before being slain in the Rebellion.Lord Arryn leaves the future of the vale and much more in the hands of Martyn Arryn.He has to carefully manage the affairs of a restive vale alongside keeping House Arryn intact, while aiding the war efforts of his allies.Either he succeeds or else him and his homeland are doomed.