Meanwhile, a recap on Jon and Sansa's 'unadulterated platonic relationship'
  • S05E07
  • Sansa, after being raped and abused: ...but you are a bastard
  • Ramsay: (this girl never learn does she?) well you know who else is a bastard? Jon Snow
  • Sansa: Jon Snow who?
  • Ramsay: this dumb bitch... Your half-brother!! Remember? He's Lord Commander now. Another bastard rising. Bastards for the win!
  • --
  • S06E04
  • After 84 years... (The first Stark reunion, i sure TF am crying)
  • Jonsa: (intently stares at each other for 30 seconds and the hug™)
  • -
  • Jon: *ACTUALLY STARING AT SANSA*
  • Sansa: *reminisce childhood memories*
  • Sansa: im sorry im an ass to you and havent really treated you as my brother until now
  • Jon: nah. It's not your fault
  • Sansa: i was awful, just admit it
  • Jon: (snorts) well what you gonna do. I was always been a brooder
  • Sansa: can you forgive me?
  • Jon: theres nothing to forgive
  • Sansa; forgive meee : (
  • Jon: okay. :)
  • Sansa: :)
  • Sansa: *tries to be cool by drinking ale, but fails miserably)
  • Jon: (oh shes so cute, my cute little sister)
  • Sansa: okay but real talk where will you go?
  • Jon: me? There's no more 'me'. There's only you and I.
  • Sansa: fine. Where will WE go?
  • Jon: we can't stay here
  • Sansa: Home™. We have to go home.
  • Jon: you crazy?? Boltons are there and i'm tired of fighting.
  • Sansa: that is the wrong attitude, Jon!! We are going home and winning Winterfell, even if it's the last thing I do!!
  • -
  • Jon: *reads 'you traitor bastard', 'rickon is here', 'sansa is my wife'* okay im done
  • Sansa: no go on. *reads basically ramsay being the psychopath that he is* you see my point now?
  • Jon: we have no army to fight
  • Sansa: *the hand hold™* you are father's son. We need to take back what is ours.
  • Jon: okay
  • -
  • S06E05
  • Sansa: the North remembers and they remember the Starks
  • Ser Davos: ok. But Jon is not a Stark.
  • Sansa: but I am. And idc, he IS my father's son.
  • -
  • Brienne: im your sworn shield. Im not gonna leave you here alone w these untrustworthy dudes
  • Sansa: im here w Jon
  • Brienne: jon is ok. He's too dark, but okay. Others, not too much. Esp the bearded-guy. He's so obsessed w me.
  • Sansa: (snorts) but Jon is not others. Jon is my bro. 'Jon is Jon'™. He'll keep me safe. I trust him
  • Brienne: then why the fuck you lyin' to him?
  • -
  • Jon: new dress?
  • Sansa: i made it myself. Did you like it?
  • Jon: i LOVE it!! I mean, the wolf?? The details are so intricate. Such a talented hand!
  • Sansa: awww. Well, good cause i made one for you too. *hands the cloak™* since you're gonna be Ned 2.0, you should dress the part.
  • Jon: thank you, Sansa.
  • Sansa: You're welcome :)
  • Jon: *grins like an idiot* (wtf just happened)
  • -
  • S06E07
  • Lyanna: Bear islands knows no King but the king in the North whose name is Stark. I see no Stark. You're a Snow. And your sister is a Bolton, or a Lannister. Who knows anymore
  • Sansa: hun, the fact that I'm here in one piece and still sane after the idiot mad king Joffrey, and the psychopath sicko Ramsey should speak for myself.
  • Ser Davos: *gives motivational speech*
  • Lyanna: ok. I'll give you 62 o our men
  • Later, Sansa: did we just stand there and get dragged for 62 men?
  • -
  • S06E09
  • Jon: you dont have to be here
  • Sansa: yes, i do.
  • Ramsay: aww. My beloved wife. Ive missed you terribly. Thank you for returning Lady Bolton safely. Now bend the knee.
  • Jon: i think TF not. One on one, you and me.
  • Ramsay: you kidding me? You're the best swordsman in the North, no one is dumb enough to fight you one on one. Whats the point of having an army, if you wont use it?
  • Jon: will your army fight for you if you wont fight for them?
  • Ramsay: oh wow Sansa. You got yourself a fine young man right here. Jon snow, your pride will be the death of your little bro
  • Sansa: how do we know you have him?
  • Ramsay: *throws Shaggydog head*
  • Sansa: oh now you've crossed the line, consider yourself dead tom. *dramatic exit*
  • Ramsay: she's a fine woman, your sister. I look forward to having her back in my bed. ofc you guys are fine too. My dogs are starving for you.
  • -
  • Men talks military strategies.
  • Jon: i want him angry. I want him making a mistake.
  • Sansa: youve met him for 6 seconds and you think you know him. Ive lived w him. I know him. Did it ever occur to you to ask my opinion?!
  • Jon: okay. You're right.
  • Sansa: *rants about Ramsay being manipulative* he's been doing it all his life
  • Jon: hun, i've defended the Wall from Giants and barbaric cannibals with what? 100 people? I think i can handle Ramsay Bolton just fine
  • Sansa: you dont know him
  • Jon: okay. Then tell me. Whats YOUR plan?
  • Sansa: idk!! Dont ask me!! Just dont be stupid
  • Jon: ????
  • Sansa: *continues to tell jon they need more men BUT not telling him they can have the knights of the Vale*
  • Sansa: if Ramsay wins, im not going back there alive
  • Jon: i wont ever let him touch you again. I'll protect you, i promise.
  • Sansa: i'd like to see you try.
  • -
  • Jon: if i die, dont bring me back
  • Red woman: im not your servant
  • Jon: you're in my camp. Im your Commander
  • -
  • Jon: *probably forgets his plan and that he's the Commander, so he stupidly marches front and center to the Boltons*
  • Ser Davos: *waited until Jon Snow is halfway through the battlefield* Go! go!! Follow your stupid commander!!
  • -
  • Ramsay: oh well, since my army is gone. How about i take you up w your offer? One on one?
  • Jon: bitch... *finally beats the crap out of Ramsay but stops when he sees Sansa*
  • -
  • Sansa: Jon. Where is he?
  • --
  • S06E10
  • Jon: im having the Lord's chamber prepared for you.
  • Sansa: you should take it.
  • Jon: no you take it.
  • Sansa: no you!!
  • Jon: 'I'm not a Stark'™
  • Sansa: You are to me.
  • Jon: You're the Lady of Winterfell. You're the reason why we're standing here. You. The knights of the Vale rode for you. Speaking of, you wanna tell me why you never mentioned you have a battalion in your pocket?
  • Sansa: oops. Sorry?
  • Jon: (comes closer) we need to trust each other. *forehead kiss™ that lasted a little longer*
  • -
  • *Sansa sits at the left side of Jon, looking proud as the North names him King in the North*
  • --
  • S07E01
  • Jon: you are my sis but i'm king now. You cant undermine me.
  • Sansa: i cant tell you when youre being an idiot? Bec joffrey--
  • Jon: *shookt* you think i'm like joffrey??
  • Sansa: (softens) no
  • Jon: thank you
  • Sansa: you're good at this
  • Jon: psh. No.
  • Sansa: you areee. They respect you but--
  • Jon: (laughs) everything before the word 'but' is horse shit.
  • Sansa: ok. Whatever. Stop babying me
  • Jon: i'll stop if you stop undermining me.
  • Sansa: i would never!! *grabs hand*
  • Jon: (this girl cant keep her hand to herself)
  • Sansa: i love dad and Robb but they are idiots. And you know what happens to idiots? They die. So dont be an idiot
  • Jon: And how should i be smarter? By listening to you?
  • Sansa: that would definitely be a first.
  • *insert ned/cat parallel here*
  • -
  • Sansa: youre so obsessed w the Night king, you forgot about the Incest queen in the South.
  • Jon: im obsessed w him bec i saw the fantasy shit he has beyond the wall
  • Sansa: hun, the South has their own fuckery. Father underestimated Cersei, that obvs didnt turn out so well
  • Jon: ok but--
  • Sansa: Jon, you've read the Art of War by Ned Stark. I've read the one by Cersei.
  • Jon: Did she sign your copy?
  • Sansa: Yes. I'm her number one stan.
  • -
  • S07E02
  • Jon: *after Sam tells him there is dragonglass in dragonstone which lol Ser Davos DID NOT even mention) i should go to dragonstone.
  • Sansa: Jon 'reckless, stubborn, you know nothing' Snow! What did we talk about being an idiot? Have you forgotten why father fought the mad king in the first place? That girl is dangerous!!
  • Everyone: we need the King in the North in the North!!
  • Jon: North is my home. And i will never stop fighting for it. But we need allies
  • Sansa: you're abandoning me!! You're abandoning our home!! (Stay)
  • Jon: You'll be safe here. I'll leave Ghost to you. And you'll keep everyone safe. Until I return, the North is yours. (This is me trusting you)
  • Sansa: okay.
  • -
  • LF: *blah blah blah*
  • Jon: (oh god. When will he ever stop talking? Is it too much to ask for a moment of silence around here? I just wanna be emo w my homies)
  • Littlefinger: i love Sansa--
  • Jon: (snaps and chokes LF) istg you touch her and i'll kill you myself
  • -
  • LF: so that was a little intense. Oh Cat 2.0!! There you are!! Hellooo!!
  • Jon: *looks back and waves at Sansa before leaving - ala Brienne & Jaime style*
  • Sansa: *ACTUALLY STARES LONGINGLY AT JON*
  • LF: damn. At Ned 2.0? Story of my life, huh?
  • --
  • S07E03
  • Tyrion: And Sansa. Does she miss me terribly?
  • Jon: (i'd be careful of what you say next)
  • Tyrion: well i've never touched her and i was really nice to her
  • Jon: oh good. I mean idc. But that's really great. I'd hate to almost kill you myself. Not that i care.
  • -
  • Jon: *looks like fine snack at the mountain top* i miss home.
  • Tyrion: *subtly ships Jonaerys*
  • Jon: (rolls eyes) you know what's real? The White Walkers.
  • -
  • Bran: *comes back to WF but is cryptic AF*
  • Sansa: i wish Jon were here
  • Bran: and you were so beautiful, in your white wedding dress--
  • Sansa: (kim kardashian voice) if you know how i feel why would u say that like you put me in such an uncomfortable situation like u know im not happy i know im trying to see if it will work out here and i know that its not--
  • --
  • S07E04
  • Arya: jon left you in charge?
  • Sansa: he did. I hope he comes back soon. I remember how stoked he was to see me. We're buddy-buddies now. His heart will probs stop if sees you.
  • -
  • Ser Davos: so you and the Pretty dragon lady.*nudge, nudge* jonaerys is real. I ship it. Bec i saw you look at her direction for .1 second and i know foh shure you are secretly in love w her. I have the receipts.
  • Jon: you're delusional™
  • Theon: Sansa--
  • Jon: (loses his shit) you think i'll be tired of going all batshit crazy over someone mentioning her name?? Your traitorous coward useless ass can choke
  • Ser Davos: (this damn bastard cant keep it together ffs)
  • -
  • S07E05
  • Northerns lords: *kiss ass to Sansa*
  • Sansa: ok thats nice but Jon is our king. Im a loyal ho, you fake ass lords cant relate.
  • -
  • Sansa, probably: Jon I wish you can come back v soon. I miss you. Obviously Ghost does too, remember him? The Northern lords Are bipolar fuckers who are as loyal as fake fans are. Arya and Bran are back but they've gone cray cray. PS. Bran says the undeadz are heading towards the Eastwatch. He has visions now.
  • --
  • S07E06
  • Arya: *hypocritical speech about something that happened 6 seasons ago*
  • Sansa: sis i love u but stfu. Even tho Jon is an idiot, he gives me credit that i deserve. We won Winterfell back because of ME--
  • Arya: 'Sis', idk about you and Jon and but 'I' single-handedly avenged the Red Wedding by wiping the Freys out. But go awf i guess.
  • -
  • Sansa: their loyalty is to Jon. Which is debatable btw. Jon had left me on seenzone for weeks.
  • LF: doesnt matter. He left you in charge. The North likes you
  • Sansa: those lords probably doesnt even know what 'loyalty' is. If they found out about the letter I wrote 6 seasons ago when my character hasnt developed yet, by the time Jon comes back, he'll have no army left
  • LF: ok but Arya is your sister. She wouldn betray you
  • Sansa: she would if she thinks i'm going to betray Jon. Which is never gonna happen.
  • --
  • Meanwhile,
  • Jon: i serve the North
  • Also, Jon: i'd bend the knee but...

The third installment in this Theon Doing Everything At Dragonstone Besides Talking To Dany Thing…I can’t even call this a sketch anymore because I went so all in on this one for no reason.

Anyway, this time he’s napping which is totally productive and explains why he wasn’t in the War Room in ep.5…Because Theon apparently sleeps through “class.”

Also this one has a bonus Tyrion in it.

Having trash headcanon that Theon spent his time in Dragonstone fishing and it won’t leave my head. Since i can’t draw, please enjoy this shitty photoshop edit where i combined several pictures and create chibi!Theon fishing in Dragonstone

I’m not sure that the castle picture above is dragonstone, if it’s not, just assume it is (sorry)

I’m so sorry.  The last time i use photoshop is 3 years ago. 

Men From The North-Jon Snow x Reader One Shot

(A/N: Wow, I’ve received so many Jon Snow requests! Not that I’m complaining 😄 Also, there is something that is really getting on my nerves; PEOPLE NEED TO STOP ROMANTICISING JON AND DANY, THEY’RE RELATED!)

Summary: Requested by annonymous: Hi :) was wondering if you could do a Jon Snow imagine? Something where reader is counciler and bff of Dany..and when Jon comes to Dragonstone, after their initial throne room meeting (from season 7) Dany sends the reader to figure out what Jon needs/why he is there. So the reader does just that and seduces Jon which would naturally mean smut…and in the end the reader convinced Dany to let Jon mine the dragon glass and not Tyrion?’

Characters: Jon Snow x Reader, Daenerys Targaryen x Reader

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
(Y/L/N)= Your last name

Warnings: Didn’t do proper smut, sorry 😞 also no Missandei in this imagine 😭

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*


The doors to the throne room boomed as they shut. Daenerys tried to hold her tongue, knowing that she shouldn’t speak out in such a rude manner. I wouldn’t even have to look at her to know that after that not so successful meeting. Quietly sighing to myself, I glanced over at Tyrion, we both knew what was coming.

“I thought you said he would bend the knee.” Daenerys spoke through gritted teeth.

“He just needs a little time, he’s a bastard who was not raised to be a king. I’m sure he will, I trust Jon Snow.”

“But we don’t have time. Neither does he by the sound of it.” I pondered.

“You believe him?” my queen seemed shocked.

“It does sound like fairytales, but the way those men spoke of the ‘army of the dead’, they seemed scared.”

“Let us say he is telling the truth, he still won’t bend the knee.”

“Jon Snow is worried about his people. Your grace, I am not defending him, you know I have faith in you; but as Tyrion has said, he does not have any experience or knowledge of this status.”

She looked deep in thought.

Tyrion spoke again.“Perhaps a little persuasion is needed? An old friend to chat with him?”

“No.” Daenerys bluntly said.“(Y/N) shall go. He does not know her, he cannot judge her opinions. I am trusting you to find out what he wants. Do what you must.” her voice was firm as she gave out the order.

I bowed my head, nodding to Tyrion as I exited the room. This was bad. A second king in the North had risen, and we all saw how the first turned out. It seemed odd, maybe a miracle, that a bastard such as Jon Snow was able to climb his way up like this. No one had ever done that before. Jon seemed a strong hearted man, not going back in his words easily, meaning this was going to be a hard challenge.

“My Lord.” I called out as I approached him.

His cape was billowing behind him as he stood watching the dragons over the cliffs.“My lady. I am sorry, I cannot remember your name.”

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” I curtsied,“trusted advisor and handmaiden to Queen Daenerys Targareyn.”

His body stiffened as I mentioned her name.“Yes I remember now. My apologies lady (Y/L/N).”

I smiled.“It is quite alright. Enjoying the view?” I gestured to the dragons, happily circling the skies.

“Well, it’s different from Winterfell.”

“Yes, I suppose it isn’t everyday you see such majestic creatures.”

He stifled a laugh.“That’s on word for them.”

“You get used to them. Don’t you have rare creatures of your own in the North? Oh, what are they called? Direwolves?”

“Yes,” Jon looked surprised,“my family and I had one each. Beautiful animals.”

Good, we were connecting a little.

“I’ve always wanted to see one. They are said to be loyal.”

“How come you know about the direwolves?”

“Growing up, I did a lot of studying, much to my parents dismay. Daenerys and I were curious, except she couldn’t sneak away much; they were too busy trying to marry her off.”

“You grew up with her?”

I relished at the memories.“Yes. We loved each other like sisters. It was only years later we met again, she freed me from an awful marriage.”

“I am sorry to hear that.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore. I am free and able to use my knowledge to help my queen.”

“I do not think I am free here.”

“She has not taken you prisoner. Believe me, you would be somewhere words of that was the case.”

I was losing him.

I started to walk along the cliffs, Jon following.“This 'army of the dead’, how many are there?”

“Too many to count, which is why I need help.”

“What is it that you need?”

“You would not believe me. It all sounds so silly when said out loud.”

“I find it fascinating. I heard stories of the dead rising again as a child, when my nanny tried to scare me to sleep.”

A quiet chuckle escaped his mouth.“It is weapons and men. But until I bend the knee, your queen will not help me.”

“I thought the North was full of strong, brave men who laughed in the face of danger? Would that not also mean you have plenty of things to fight with?”

“No. Not even close.” He sighed.“There is only one weapon that will defeat the dead. I need help.”

I was stumped for words. He had come all this way to risk asking for that. Daenerys had bigger plans.

It was as if he read my mind.“It’s a rare weapon. I shouldn’t really speak about it now, I should have asked your queen.”

“How do you know that it will defeat them?”

“It is written so.”

“I have probably read a hundred books throughout my life. Never have I laid my eyes on how to defeat the dead.”

“I wouldn’t think there would be many books about them if no one believes that they are real.” Jon looked frustrated.“But you seem to know a lot, you are a smart woman. I understand if you have your doubts.”

“Thank you my lord. However, just because I have read a lot of books, does not make me a smart woman. At the moment, I seem to be the only one here who is starting to believe you.”

He stopped walking, turning to face me.“You do? Even though your queen does not?”

“She may be in charge around here but she is not in charge of my mind; and my mind is telling me to help you.”

I invited him back inside, the wether becoming harsher by the second as we talked. I knew that if I kept asking him about why he was here, I wouldn’t get any answers. To take his mind off it, I asked him to tell me about the North and he questioned me on what I had seen. It was nice to speak to someone about the lands and wonders I had seen. Everything around here had been so tense. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been truly happy.

We had made it to my chambers, sitting by the warm fire. I poured two goblets of wine, handing one to him as I sat down. The shadows from the flames complimented his face, there was no denying he was a handsome man. The way he spoke about this topic made me realise he was a passionate man. I had to do this for my queen, she needed the information.

“So you have not come to bend the knee. You say you need our help, but what exactly is it that you want from us?”

“I know you need information from me, but I don’t think it is wise to discuss that…” his words trailed off as I stood, sultry walking towards him.

“I’ve never met a man from the North. I normally keep in the shadows, let my queen speak for herself until she needs me. But you seem to be giving them a good name. Are they all as handsome as you?”

He was flustered for words. I mentally thanked the gods that this seemed to be working. Jon was watching me carefully as I knelt down in front of him, hands gripping at his thighs.

“M-my lady-”

“I have not been with many men either. Serving and protecting my queen is my main priority, though it can get lonely some nights.”

Slowly running my fingertips around his thighs, I could feel the seduction working. Without saying anything, I kept my eyes on him, standing up and straddling him. Holding his shoulders, I subtly started to rock my hips against him. His mouth opened in what I assumed was pleasure but also shock. I smiled, feeling the lust build up in the room. It was plain to see that be hadn’t been with a woman for while, he wouldn’t be having such dramatic reactions if he had. Although I knew that I was just doing this to get him to speak, I couldn’t help but enjoy it a little.

“Please,” I sweetly moaned as he grabbed my hips tightly,“tell me what you want.”

He grunted.“You. All you.”

We laid on our backs, slightly covered in sweat as we tried to regain our breaths. Things had moved on quickly, the room filled with tension, frustration and lust; there was no room for love but that didn’t matter. Men were weak. As soon as a woman opened her legs, she could get him to do her bidding, whatever it may be. Turning to look at him, I didn’t hide my body under the covers, my breasts peeking out slightly.

“Dragon glass.” He suddenly said.

“My Lord?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“That’s what I need. That is what will defeat the army of the dead. There are caves full of it here, this is why I am really here.”

Knocking on my Daenerys’ chamber doors, I heard her call 'enter’ before I walked in. Curtsying to her, I took a deep breath, my legs still shaky from recent events. She would know straightaway what I had done. Not that I would be in trouble.

“(Y/N), I trust that you have good news.” she stood, gesturing for me to follow her to the balcony.

“Yes my grace. Jon Snow has revealed the truth.”

“And?”

“He wants to mine the Dragon glass that sits beneath us. He claims that this will defeat the army of the dead.”

“Dragon glass? How can he be sure?”

“He says that there are ancient scrolls that tell this tale. After speaking with him, I really do think that he is telling the truth somewhat.”

“That’s what you did, you just spoke with him?” she smirked.

I blushed, not looking at her.“I know you need your allies, I know you want to take back the throne as soon as you can. But my queen, maybe if we help Jon Snow, he will see the loyalty and bend the knee.”

“Why should I show loyalty to him?”

“What are you to do with Dragon glass? You didn’t even know it was here. If we are able to get him to trust us, the whole of the North will follow.”

She thought for a moment.“You really think that he is telling the truth?”

I nodded.

“Well then, I suppose I should talk to this man from the North. You never know, we could be surprised; the army of the dead could be quite exciting.”

anonymous asked:

Yo, I know you like Theon and I want to like him too. But why is he allergic to keeping promises?????

A certain amount of frustration and agony just comes with the territory of being fond of Theon, so REALLY YOUR CONSTERNATION SHOULD STAY EXACTLY WHERE IT IS. But still, I think this is a productive question, anon! You sent in this ask a while ago, around when Theon [spoilers S7] literally jumped ship instead of being able to wrestle Yara away from Uncle Euron– so I think that’s what you’re referring to, right? Even if that might not be the same exact kind of promise as his fealty oath to Robb, it’s true that both situations have to do with Theon failing to act in a way that would be considered his duty! (For now, let’s bracket the question of whether it would have been practical or possible for Theon to overpower Euron.) You’ve already made a pretty generative move in linking those two moments together.

As always, my readings are more just ~things I throw out there, idk just half-formed thoughts, let’s work through them together~ than they are airtight truths. But I think an interesting way to look at this is to zoom in on why Theon wavers in both of those cases; that is, with Robb the issue was that Theon was caught between the duality of Greyjoy by birth / Stark by upbringing (AND TRAGIC WISHFUL THINKING), unsure of which exactly he was. With Yara the issue was that he was caught between the duality of Reek / Theon, and what sets off his allergy is again an indeterminacy as to who exactly he is in that moment. That is, both of those allergic attacks stem from instances of identity crisis.

So why is it that not knowing your name makes it difficult for you to keep promises? Perhaps because of the nature of what a promise is, where a continuity of self needs to exist between the you that makes the promise (past self) and the you that keeps the promise (future self). A promise presumes stability; really, when you make a promise, you’re as much making a promise about your own identity as you are about the action that you’re promising. I will keep this promise is another way of saying I will be the same person who made this promise. What Theon is unable to do is hold himself together. (He’s working on it, though!)

I am buggered by some of the recent writings (reviewers) against the latest season of Game of Thrones this year. They all seem to profoundly steamroll the show’s “lacking” of logic and its frequency, judging it by the lack of characterisation and the poor movement of the plot that we are left with staggering questions regarding the misuse of the shortened episodes. 

And I am floored that people are agreeing because: have we been watching the same show these past six years or have we all of a sudden found a way to disenfranchise ourselves from the greatest written (and executed) television show in history?

No? Then what’s with the bull about characterisations and how the plot used to unfurl in a way that felt real and now just feels somewhat rushed? We are now down to the most important characters of the show, culled after a tumultuous six seasons; with every single bit of character development needed to unleash them in these final two seasons of the show.

We know each of the character’s motivations: Dany to rule the seven kingdoms and break the wheel, Cersei to avenge, revenge, and rule over in fear, Jon to rally the realm against their true enemy in the North, and Arya, Sansa, Jamie, Tyrion and the various secondary characters whom we have come to know and understand throughout the freakin’ six seasons past that there shouldn’t even be a question as to why the story is moving forward as fast as it is seemingly going.

I, for one, think that the seven episodes is going by quite nicely. Why? Because we don’t need the niceties of knowing these individual characters anymore. We already KNOW who they BLOODY ARE. We know their motivations, their objectives, their personalities, their triggers, etc. and so the story is set for them to be who they are as the situations turn against their favour or not. So, Daenerys becomes a little angry with Tyrion after being asked about her successor - she was cursed to not have a child for “death pays for life” so excuse her for being a little sensitive about it. 

So Arya acts funkily “out of character” for threatening Sansa. Did she really though? Or was she simply playing the game she’s played and has been played with the many years she was away from home, seeing death, destruction and being ruthlessly trained to kill in Braavos? Did we somehow forget about that?

I can name every single characters’ “out of character” moments but it should be blatantly obvious to those who really watch the show that there is no bloody need for it.

If you want character development and unfurling plot, watch the last damn six seasons from season 1 to now. This season, season 7, and season 8 are the final, conclusive seasons of the entirety of the show. Now, we see ice and fire come together; long has it been prophesied and symbolised and harkened to in the past six seasons. Now, we see the wight walkers army trudge closer and closer to the wall, the great battle to come. Now, we see the final key players of the game come together in Westeros to fight, one last time, for what they all want, believe in, and are desperate for. 

There is no need to untangle these characters anymore for they have already been untangled. They are already made bare for us to see, season six having done that great conclusion to their final characterisation arc at its peak. Now, it’s the monstrous season 7 of taking on the monsters from the North, and in themselves as they play the game one last time.

So stop writing about stupid things like everything’s going by really quickly, and the plot just fast-forwards. It has to because the the board is finally set and all the players are in position. There is no need to waffle on anymore. There is war, there is death, there is the game to be played one last bloody time.

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Let Theon, your servant, be born again from the sea, as you were. Bless him with salt. Bless him with stone. Bless him with steel. What is dead may never die. What is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger.

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Another one for #droughtjoy 2017

for a prompt submitted by anonymous

I had this in my head all day yesterday so I’m glad it’s finally out.

I hope it’s not too hard to read ^^’

Look I am fully aware that Theon just did a shitty shitty thing there

But those shots were not just for scenic effect

Seeing others cut up, or in the process of being tortured, clearly brought back memories of the deep trauma Ramsay inflicted upon him

Theon may be weak and cowardly, and to an extent he has always been that way

But he is also a deeply deeply traumatised man, and it’s very very clear that to him Euron is not just a terrifying uncle - Euron is another Ramsay, another person to torture torture torture him.

So he flees. Is it cowardly? Yes. Can I blame him? No. I can’t.