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when she’d found Jon and Robb doing things which “brothers simply should not do” in the old shed where, until a few weeks before, they’d mostly just hidden out to smoke pot. And, okay, maybe brothers didn’t give brothers handjobs and crush their mouths together, eyes closed, breath hitching, as though this was the only thing in the whole world, but Robb had tried to talk her around. Robb had told his mother (she wouldn’t let Jon call her ‘mother’ anymore) that he was as much to blame as Jon was but Catelyn would never believe it.

This is .... a really good take on why Catelyn feels the way she does about Jon. That's the trick with modern AUs, nailing the feelings even if the motivations aren't the same. Anyway hi, you don't know me from Eve and I don't ship Jon/Robb either but hey lovely lovely fic. &hearts