Anonymous asked:
my dear,
I do indeed realize this. as I recall, someone said something about a 'lord's kiss'?
all my love and usual lust,
jon
I’ll hold up the mistletoe while you’re busy :)
Anonymous asked:
darling,
we should meet under the mistletoe.
all my love,
jon
there will be no chaste kisses
i hope you realize
it’s mistletoe sex
Anonymous asked:
my love,
I have indeed! I apologize for my continual absence this year, being commander requires almost all of my skills (having a perpetually grim broodey look on my face is always a plus, but this will change when I see you again and smile) and much of my time.
yours,
jon
i am too excited to words
Anonymous asked:
dearest Chelsea,
there is a present awaiting you underneath your tree. (namely, me. please hurry up and come find me, for it is very stuffy and these pine thingies are poking my face and ruining my beautiful hair. what things I withstand in the name of love for you.)
all my love and lust,
Jon
ohmahgawd are u mah jon snow anon
have you returned to me for christmas????????
Anonymous asked:
And I am glad to be back, my love. I shall see you tonight, for now Sam is running about and weeping about the ravens again and I must calm him down. -Jon
Aw poor bb Samwell. He loves those damned ravens.
xoxo
Anonymous asked:
That sounds quite wonderful, my love. I am blushing just thinking about the things we shall do. I look forward to it and shall see you in your dreams tonight. Make sure to dream of me (and my beautifully conditioned hair, of course). -Looking forward to washing and braiding your hair, Jon.
#nohomo
omg
i’m so glad you’re back
Anonymous asked:
He is doing well (when he's not moping about Gilly or chasing the ravens around). And you, my love? How are you doing? Well, I should hope. I shall come to you as soon as I can. -Yours, Jon
Shall we sing songs of our love whilst we bathe in the hot springs of Winterfell? I think we should, your voice is luscious. Like your hair. And your lips. And your eyelashes/eyebrows/nose/abs/entirety.
And i’m well.
Anonymous asked:
oopsies. I meant 'none other'. Damn it, Sam and his weeping about Gilly. And yes, dear wife, it has been quite a while, has it not?
It has my love, how is beautiful Samwell? You’re still caring for him yes?
Anonymous asked:
Darling wife, what is this I hear about someone attempting to impersonate me and insult you? I laugh at their thinly veiled cries for attention, for I shall love another but you. Be well, my dear. -Your amused husband, Jon Snow
JON! JON YOU ARE BACK! YOU ARE BACKKKKK! I AM FLAILING!
I HAVE MISSED YOUR BROODING AND POUTY LIPS AND WHAT YOU DO WITH THEM
YES YES
Anonymous asked:
hello there, darling wife, and happy name day! I hope all is well - and if not, well. I am here to brighten everyone's day with my sexalicious face. (Actually, I rather hope that everyone's day is gloomy so that they can melt into a puddle over how gorgeous I am) -xoxo, Jon
omg Jon you horridly wonderful person you. Just come here and let me pat your head so I can touch that gorgeous hair of yours. yes yes. good.
Anonymous asked:
darling wife, it seems that your father heard us last night while you were combing my beautiful conditioned hair in your chambers. He says that this is most inappropriate, despite the fact that we are married. I now have to go find a snowball for him, apparently. I wonder if he is drinking that strange mead again? Love, Jon. P.S. I am at the window.
that strange mead again lol
Oh jon my luh, do not fret you can still come to my chambers and I shall comb you luscious hair.
Anonymous asked:
My darling Chelsea, I find it amusing that people are unfollowing and hating on you. They're probably too busy sobbing over the fact that they don't get to run their hands through my sexalicious hair like you do. I shall see you soon, dear wife. All my love, Jon
ohgawd mental images complete with a nice emotional attachment. yum.
ily jon
Anonymous asked:
Tsk tsk, where is your sense of adventure? Don't worry, if you happen to fall, I shall not only catch you, I shall have Sam waiting on the other side (and by waiting I mean clinging) so that should I fail to catch you (but don't worry, that won't happen. I have a very firm grip, as you have frequently informed me) he falls down instead of you. That doesn't even make any sense. But no matter! I have quite missed you and our little walks, my dear, so my words shall make no sense on this day.
as I have frequently informed you
as I have frequently informed you
as I have frequently informed you
Anonymous asked:
and suddenly, a wild Jon Snow anon appeared! Hello, my darling.
Hello bb

Anonymous asked:
Sam just gave me a new supply of ink and told me that I look like a lost puppy. I proceeded to tell him face was irritating and he went off to cry to Gilly. Woopsies. But back to you, my dear. I could never share you with him. I swear it by the old gods and the new. I mean, seriously. Have you SEEN his hair? His wannabe brooding face that will never be as sexy as mine? He is trying so hard to capture my essence, and dear gods, Chelsea, LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES.
BUT …but…BUT…I DO WHAT I WANT JON! Which includes you.
