Game of Thrones Imagines

Who wants to live forever - Part 2 - Modern AU - Petyr x Reader

This is sort of a second part of this imagine for TrashMonach, as neither of us can stand the idea of losing Petyr, and I was inspired😊 I really like doing soulmate imagines so I thought that I would give you a modern AU, and give Petyr his. And I know I have made him lovely again, but I make no apologies 😁 Hope you enjoy 🥰💖

We are born to many lives, many lifetimes, and in each of these we share our heart with one other, our soulmate. The one we have loved through time, through each and every previous life, and it was for us to find them. This fate was written in the stars and had been true for as long as anyone could remember, and it was a fate that (Y/n) knew all too well.

It was easy to be lonely in Kings Landing, many people were. So, why (Y/n) had moved there she didn't know; but there was something about the cold, dark, grey city that seemed to call to her, and (Y/n) knew not to fight against her instincts. They had served her well up until now, so she wasn't about to start ignoring them.

She had always been a bit of a drifter. Ever since it had become obvious that her soulmate was not to be found in her small hometown, (Y/n) had decided that the only way that she might ever find true happiness would be to go out and find the man whose sigil was almost etched into her flesh. She had often been teased as a child about the mark on her skin. The unusual little black bird causing the others to tell her that her soulmate would be dark, strange; but (Y/n) never minded, she liked the idea that the man whose sigil had been on her skin since birth would be unusual, a little eccentric just like her.

During her time, she had travelled to many towns, calling each one home only for a short time, moving when it became clear that the one man she wanted to find was not there; but Kings Landing had held her longer, and the fact that it was a big city gave her a new hope that her mystery man could be out there somewhere.

As days had turned into weeks and now a full year, (Y/n) was giving up hope that she would find her soulmate anywhere. Maybe the mark had been put there by accident she thought. Maybe her soulmate was no longer alive in this lifetime. But whatever the case, for some reason she couldn't bring herself to leave the grim, dirty city.

(Y/n) woke up early that morning, she was to start a new job at a little place in the middle of the city, helping out in the office with general office duties and whatever the boss, a man called Vary, decided he needed. She had to admit that it wasn't the best job in the world, but it was better than spending 12 hours on her feet working in a diner, where she would probably get hit on by some greasy, overweight cook that smelled of cheap cigars and even cheaper booze, so who was she to complain; but as she looked in the mirror, making sure that her hair was in place, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of loneliness that she had never really felt before, a feeling so strong that it seemed to strike at her very soul. Shaking the feeling off as best she could, (Y/n) grabbed her bag and made her way out of her small apartment, wrapping herself in her large overcoat as she shielded herself against the cool morning air.

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Petyr was used to being alone, he was used to being lonely, and in a city like Kings Landing being alone was an easy thing to be. No one seemed to care, no one seemed to want to open their heart, and despite the fact that he had moved around a lot, he had never been able to find the woman who had his sigil over her heart. The woman that he had loved for a hundred lifetimes.

He had often wondered if her sigil of an elegant owl, had been placed on his heart by mistake. Yet another thing intended to make this already small dark world even smaller. What seemed to make things worse was that everyone else around him had a soulmate, all the people that worked for Robert Baratheon, even a detestable man like his rival Varys had found someone, a fact that the Varys never let Petyr live down.