It’s amazing to see how much we can create together, my amigos. Here’s part 4.
“Look, I might be evil but even I have standards.”
“Do your parents know you’re dating Death?” “No, I promised we wouldn’t get back together after he broke up with me the first time.”
“Wait why am I naked and covered in cheese?”
“Good god, that cake is fuckin stale and dry mate!!” “Just like how you are recently? Gee, thanks.”
"There is always time for a high-five.”
“Karen, what would ever posses you to find me here.”
“Oh my god, put that man down! Come on, let’s go get you some REAL food.”
“A demonic sugar glider?”
“People always say they never thought they would be here but I absolutely did.”
“And I thought I was a bit weird. But you! You are insane!”
“So your hair knows kung-fu? Ha, that’s nothing! MY hair knows HAIR-ATE!” (You know, as in karate) (This used to be an insider between me and a friend…)
“One day, darling, you and I are going to conquer the Universe not just our world.”
“Did you seriously think they wouldn’t notice when their humans went missing?!”
“Well, maybe next time you should consider that not everyone wants to be woken up at four in the morning by a- what IS that, anyway?!”
“Now, how exactly did your foot get stuck in the barrel?”
“I hope you realize what you’re doing. This forest never ends, you know that, right?”
“You can’t just kill someone and then make it all better by saying sorry!”
“Why the fuck is my cat levitating?!” “He said he wanted to feel what flying was”
“You’re trying to tell me you killed three men…with a microphone?”
“Hang on, are you a John Wick fan?”
“IT’S TWO IN THE MORNING!” “And?” “ I have a strict no murder rule until eight. Call me then.”
“I did realize you were going to be naked the whole time”
“Ok, I understand you like animals, but you can’t just bring a tiger into the apparent without asking!”
“I…I didn’t want you to find out like this. I’m so sorry.”
“OH MY GOD CATHERINE! I JUST SAW A NARWHAL! I’M TELLING YOU, I SAW A FREAKIN’ WHALE UNICORN!”
“I gotta go, I left my toaster in the oven!
"Why is there a gaggle of fancy buisness men on my front lawn?”
“Can you please stop referring to me as ____! That’s not my name!” “Then what is?” “I don’t know!”
*Sarcastic* “Yeah, sure. I won’t at all mind being your footslave.” “Oh, goody! I knew you’d agree!” “Wait, what?”
“When are you going to give up on this whole ‘evil’ thing?” “When it stops being so much fun!”
“You didnt say to KILL the man!” “WELL I DIDNT SAY NOT TOO”
“Mum, Dad… I’m gay.” “That’s nice, honey, but now is not the right time!”
“Take a look at your soul and consider your life choices! Oh wait, that’s right! You don’t fucking have a soul!” “Oh, god, just go drown in a bathtub of syrup why don’t ya?”
“I kindly ask you to please quit making your heart stop. It’s creeping me out!” “So… Y-You were sleeping in a coffin” “Yeah I’m used to it” “Are you a vampire or what?! How can someone get used to sleep in a coffin?” “No I’m used to sleep I never said that I’m used to sleep in a freaking coffin!”
“Darling I love you, more than I can ever express in words…. But please stop teaching chickens necromancy.”
“I wanted to know why you stole souls, not your melodramatic backstory…”
“I really wish that old white man would stop rubbing his nipples at me”
“You know it is written: Do not summon Satan, right ?”
“Look around, what is this?” “My room?” “No, this is pathetic.”
“I’ve been a professor for 20 years, and yet still my greatest secret hasn’t been revealed–I can’t read.”
“Our souls don’t belong in these 'human’ bodies, every one of us is implanted here from another galaxy, and this has been the case for a thousand years. No one knows what 'actual humans’ are like without us inhabiting them.”
“Did you just create a portal in time and space to pull another version of yourself into this world so I have to deal with another annoying idiot?” “No but thanks for the idea.”
“You’re bleeding?!” “Nah, I’m frolicing in a field of flowers - yes I’m bleeding!”
“Let me get this straight. I tell you that I make a decent omelette and you somehow equate that to qualification for piloting a spaceship?”
“It’s the weekend! Let’s hit the town! See a concert, redo our wardrobes, get high, start a crime ring, I don’t know.”
“Keep running, you’ve only got 4HP!”
“This is clearly your first time. Stop screaming already, you’ll wake the neighbors!”
“Has anyone seen the outdoors?” “What the fuck is an outdoors?”
“Why do I feel like this again, I thought we were done with this?”
“Look, as much as I like to hang out with you, I’ve gotta go and save the earth. Toodles!”
“Have you seen?… oh shit”
“Two questions: one, how many matches do you have, and two, where do you keep your socks?”
“Because fuck surveys, that’s why!”
“Stop yelling out the window or the koalas will rip your face off!”
“I guess when I heard 'Night of Debauchery’… I didn’t picture muffins on your pajamas.”
“Honey, you can’t keep throwing people to the pit of pain and despair just because they don’t like choc mint ice cream.”
“Oh, no honey, put that back…”
“It’s going to be too late, you know. It’s always too late.”
“Hey, so, uh… I’m in trouble…” “What did you do this time?” “I got stranded in Wales….. again…”
“OK, but… how do we get the dog out of a hole in space in time exactly?”
“Aren’t people supposed to grow instead of shrink ?”
“Wait. You’re aroused?” “Why would that surprise you?” “It does on account of you being covered in blood. Wipe that smile off your face. You look like a cat in heat.”
"I pay your taxes”
“No, ____. We did not raise our hamster like this.”
“You can’t run from your own shadow(s), what makes you think you can run from theirs?”
“You adopted… a dog?” “Mate, that’s not a dog.”
“And at this moment, he decided to punch himself in the face.” “Narrator, listen, I know you’ve been with me my whole life, but you’re a huge jerk.”
“Why didn’t you tell me it was a portal BEFORE we ended up here?”
“Is that…the Mona Lisa.” “…Yes…” “What did I say to you about stealing priceless artifacts!?” “…That I had to take you with me next time.” “Exactly!”
“Yes, I agree, magic is pretty cool. But did you really have to use it for THIS?”
“Despite the fact that was epic, you’re still suspended”
“Chill, dad it’s not what you think it is!” “Well it looks like you’re making out with the demon your grandma banished to cellar…WHY IS HE IN YOUR ROOM?”
“If you truly love me you’ll let me-OH FUCKING HELL DID YOU JUST STAB ME!?”
“What began as a conflict over the transfer of consciousness from flesh to machines escalated into a war which has decimated a Million worlds.The ___ and the ___ have all but exhausted the the resources of a galaxy in their struggle for domination. Both sides, now crippled beyond repair, the remnants of their armies continue to battle on ravaged planets, their hatred fueled by over four thousand years of total war. This is a fight to the death. For each side, the only acceptable outcome is…“
”… I’m going back to bed. You brought it here, you can deal with the mammoth yourself.“
"Is the food supposed to be moving?”
“You mean to tell me that in the two minutes I was gone, you bombed a minor country, got married to a stripper, and assassinated a world leader?!”
“Is that a unicorn???? EATING MY BEEF JERKY?!”
“Do I get to dream about you again tonight?”
“Well now I have to change clothes AGAIN!”
“All of this was because of a… OF A PLUSHIE?!” “Well…Yeah?” “Great, how are we going to get out of jail now?!”
“So…you gonna tell me why my brother is upside down and why you’re wearing my purple thong?”
“Did you really have to burn down another Cracker Barrel?”
“Sir, that’s impossible, you can’t do that.” “IS THAT A FUCKING CHALLENGE?!?!”
“We need to invade Portugal.” “…Sure, why not?”
“Did you divide by zero?! YOU’RE GOING TO KILL US ALL”
“Stand down, Milady, this is a matter between gentlemen with mustaches.”
“Next time you get arrested I am NOT paying your bail” “That’s a lie and you know it.” “….”
“I thought you were dead.” “So did I”
“John dont flush the dog down the toilet”
“What did I say again about resurrecting dictators??”
“Cucumbers are NOT pets… what do you mean, you ate him??”
“Are you and God seriously fighting right now? And what happened to Satan?”
“Are ferrets supposed to be blue??”
“I’m the protagonist? Well I guess that explains why I look like about a thousand other people.”
“Why do I do this to myself?”
“Stop eating your tortilla chips with ketchup. It’s unattractive.”
“How do you eat an entire cheese wheel in one sitting?”
“Why are God and Satan moving in with us?”
Let’s make one more ‘100 Dialogue Prompts’ list together. Leave a comment with your prompt below. Don’t forget the double quotes “”. And as always, only one prompt per amigo! Also, here is your random Dutch word of the day: pindakaas
“You’re mine. Don’t forget that. You promised.” “Til death to us part. That’s what our vows said.” “Did you really think this would ‘get better’ after we married?” “I’m allowed to be obsessed with you, I’m your husband/wife.” “You should quit your job. You know I can take care of you.” “Don’t go in today. Stay in bed with me.” “Mine, mine, mine…” “No. You can’t go out tonight.” “I don’t care if you’re just friends. I don’t want you seeing them again.” “Do I have to lock you up, darling?” “You will never have to worry about anything ever again. I’ll make sure of it.” “I’ve been fair to you so far, haven’t I?” “You’ve been such a good wife/husband so far. Don’t get silly ideas now.” “I called your work and told them you quit. Now you’ll never have to leave~” “Where are you going? Why didn’t you tell me?” “You’re late. Tell me what you were doing.” “You had better not be lying to me, darling…” “If I find out you’re cheating on me, I’ll kill him/her.” “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.” “I still can’t believe how perfect you are.” “I worship you.” “No one else is allowed to see you like this.” “This sight is for my eyes only. Don’t forget that.” “ I’m going to hunt down the person that was your first…so that they know you’re mine now.” “I want people to see the marks I leave on you. So they know you’re taken.” “You belong to me and no one else.”
Anon requests:can you continue the beanies and negotiations series !!! it’s
great btw i really wanna see where it goes !!
please beanies and negotiations part 4 it’s sooo good
Could you PLEASE do a part 4 of Beanies and negotiations?? It’s so good
and I love your writing!
could please do a part 4 for beanies and negotiations it’s sooo good !
love your blog btw
A part four would be aWESOME
Beanies and negotiations part 4??
I think I’m speaking for everyone when I say we want more of Beanies and
flash to the past and a flash to the future
Word count: 1,161
A/N: ok, I’m
gonna be honest with you guys: I did not want to make a 4th
part. I had written the 3rd
part hoping it would give you guys enough closure, but you requested more. Now that I’ve written it, I couldn’t be
happier with this ending. Enjoy!!
(Y/N), Betty, and Archie were running around, playing in the
park. Their giggles resonated through
the neighborhood, all the people down the street able to hear the children
perfectly. Archie’s dad sat on a bench,
supervising them from afar. He smiled at
the three kids, happy to see his son so content with his friends. Suddenly, (Y/N) halted, interrupting their
game of tag.
“Look over there,” she said, pointing her finger. She was pointing at another kid who appeared
to be their age, scrawny and alone. He
sat on a swing and stared down at his shoes.
There was a grey beanie perched on his head, but it was much too big on
“(Y/N),” Betty hissed, “my mom said it’s rude to point.”
“Fine,” (Y/N) replied, putting her finger down. “I won’t point.” Instead, she marched over to the lonesome
boy. His head snapped up when he heard
footsteps approaching him. “Hi,” she
“Hi,” he replied, looking puzzled as to why this girl was
talking to him.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“That’s a funny name,” she laughed, but she noticed his
angered face and stopped. “I’m (Y/N).” Jughead nodded. “How old are you, Jughead?”
“I’m four,” he replied, sticking out his hand to show the
number on his fingers. (Y/N) beamed.
“I’m four, too!”
Jughead smiled at her and the two children fell into a small
silence. Finally, (Y/N) broke it when
she asked, “Why are you alone?”
“My sister is sick,” he responded, slouching. “So now I have no one to play with.”
“You can play with us!” (Y/N) offered, pointing at her two
friends who were watching from afar.
Jughead’s face lit up.
“Really?” he asked, jumping off the swing. (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.
“Really! And then we
can all be best friends.” She grabbed
his hand and led him over to Archie and Betty.
“Archie, Betty, this is Jughead.”
“Hi,” Betty smiled, sticking out her hand. Jughead tentatively shook it. “I’m Betty.”
“And I’m Archie,” he waved.
Jughead waved back. The children
quickly resumed their game of tag, this time, Jughead joining them. They played for hours until the sky began to
darken, Riverdale turning orange under the sunset’s light.
“Kids!” Archie’s dad called out, standing up from the
bench. “It’s time to go.” The four kids exchanged bittersweet smiles,
waving goodbye to their newfound friend.
After that day, Betty, Archie, and (Y/N) started begging to
go to the park every day from dawn till dusk.
The four of them soon became attached at the hip, and you could not see
one person without the other three close behind. Soon, all of Riverdale grew fond of the tight-knitted
Two years later, the four inseparable friends found
themselves in Archie’s backyard. Their shrieks
of delight filled Mr. Andrews, who was watching from inside the kitchen, with
warmth. They had just grown bored of a
game of hide-and-seek, and while Betty and Archie just sat in the grass,
Jughead and (Y/N) continued to chase each other around. Suddenly, Jughead stopped, causing (Y/N) to
turn around. He took off his beanie and,
grinning madly, got down on one knee.
Betty and Archie gasped as they ran over to watch.
“(Y/N),” Jughead started, holding out his beaning like a
ring, “will you marry me?” (Y/N) beamed
as she stared at her best friend. She
took the beanie from his hands and placed it on her head, then helped Jughead
“We’re much too young to get married, Juggie,” she
responded, and Jughead deflated. “But-”
he perked up, “ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.”
“You promise?” Jughead asked, holding out his pinky. (Y/N) smiled and nodded, hooking her pinky
Flash forward twelve years, after the first proposal and
Jason Blossom’s death. Past the beanie
incident and the flannel, jacket, and sweater incidents. After the kiss at Pop’s, and many more that
happened after that night.
Twelve years after Jughead proposed to (Y/N) with a grey
beanie, they graduated. Through the
years, their friend group grew to include others, such as Kevin and Veronica. After the graduation ceremony, they went to
the Lodge’s house for a celebration. The
party was in full swing: music blasting from the speakers, snacks filling up
tables, and graduated high school students dancing everywhere. (Y/N) had managed to get Jughead on the dance
floor, both of them laughing at each other’s lack of dancing skills. She wore his grey beanie and a wide grin.
The party began to die down, everyone growing tired after
their long day. Most people were sitting
on the couch, quietly chatting amongst themselves. (Y/N) sat on Jughead’s lap as they both
conversed with Betty and Veronica.
Suddenly, Jughead got up from under (Y/N).
“Excuse me, can I have everyone’s attention?” he yelled,
successfully silencing the guests. “Thank
you. Now if you didn’t happen to already
know this, (Y/N) and I have been together for quite a while.” Everyone in the room chuckled. (Y/N) looked up at Jughead with a puzzled
“What are you doing, Juggie?” she whispered, although
everyone was able to hear her. Jughead
winked at her and continued.
“But something most of you probably didn’t know is that I
proposed to (Y/N).” The crowd gasped
dramatically, and Jughead smirked. “When
we were six.” Everyone rolled their eyes
and laughed. Jughead grabbed (Y/N)’s
hand and made her stand up with him. “And
she said no! Something about how we were
too young,” he scoffed, and she giggled.
“But she did promise me she’d say yes one day. When we were eighteen, in fact.” He got down on one knee, and everyone gasped,
“Oh my god,” she muttered under her breath, her hands
covering her mouth in shock. Tears began
to cloud her eyes.
“(Y/N),” Jughead began, fishing around in his pocket. “I have loved you since the day I proposed to
you. For a long time after that, I
thought we were just friends, and I thought that you liked it that way. And it took me a long while to realize it,
but with the help of some of our friends-” Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin
shared a smirk, “I realized that we were meant to be more. Now, I’m gonna try this again, and I’m hoping
this time you’ll say yes. Because, you
know, you pinky promised you would when we were six.” Jughead pulled out a small box and opened it,
revealing a beautiful, sparkling ring. “(Y/N),”
he asked, eyes full of hope, “will you marry me?”
(Y/N) couldn’t speak.
She gleefully nodded, attempting to wipe some of the tears off her face.
“Yes,” she finally managed to choke out, laughing. “Yes, of course, Juggie.” The whole room burst into cheers, and Jughead
shot up, placed the ring on (Y/N)’s finger, and kissed her.
Betty turned to Veronica, smiles plastered on both of their
faces, and whispered, “Thank god for that beanie.”
Eighty years ago the Turkish government forced Hollywood to drop a movie project based on The Forty Days of Musa Dagh, then a best-selling novel on the Armenian Genocide by German-language author, Jew and outspoken Hitler opponent Franz Werfel. The Forty Days of Musa Dagh, originally written as a warning against Hitler through the prism of the Armenian Genocide, never saw the silver screen. Such a movie could have also raised awareness of the fate of the Jews in Nazi Germany at the time and later of the ongoing Holocaust. It could have shaped the “narrative” of the struggle against Hitler. Many have since been interested to finally turn the novel into a major production, but Turkish opposition and obstruction seemed insurmountable.
It had taken years — and the passionate support of Armenian activist Kirk Kerkorian, who financed the film’s $100 million budget without expecting to ever make a profit — for The Promise, a historical romance set against the backdrop of the Armenian genocide and starring Christian Bale and Oscar Isaac, to reach the screen. Producers always knew it would be controversial: Descendants of the 1.5 million Armenians killed by the Ottoman Empire shortly after the onset of World War I have long pressed for the episode to be recognized as a genocide despite the Turkish government’s insistence the deaths were not a premeditated extermination.
The Promise, which opens April 21, finally would bring the untold saga to a mass audience. But at the Toronto Film Festival premiere in September, producer Mike Medavoy watched the late billionaire’s carefully laid plans upended by a digital swarm that appeared out of nowhere.
Before the critics in attendance even had the chance to exit Roy Thompson Hall, let alone write their reviews, The Promise’s IMDb page was flooded with tens of thousands of one-star ratings. “All I know is that we were in about a 900-seat house with a real ovation at the end, and then you see almost 100,000 people who claim the movie isn’t any good,” says Medavoy. Panicked calls were placed to IMDb, but there was nothing the site could do. “One thing that they can track is where the votes come from,” says Eric Esrailian, who also produced the film, and “the vast majority of people voting were not from Canada. So I know they weren’t in Toronto.”
The online campaign against The Promise appears to have originated on sites like Incisozluk, a Turkish version of 4chan, where there were calls for users to “downvote” the film’s ratings on IMDb and YouTube. A rough translation of one post: “Guys, Hollywood is filming a big movie about the so-called Armenian genocide and the trailer has already been watched 700k times. We need to do something urgently.” Soon afterward, the user gleefully noted The Promise’s average IMDb rating had reached a dismaying 1.8 stars. “They know that the IMDb rating will stay with the film forever,” says Esrailian. “It’s a kind of censorship, really.”
◇ pairing: jungkook | reader, hoseok | reader ◇ genre: angst and tiny bits of fluff ◇ word count: 13.610 ◇ warnings: mentions of past death ◇ author’s note: I promise it’s not tragic, though it might seem like it at first. pls believe in me! :)) on another note, let’s just pretend they are all the same age here, since I planned the story that way~
The moment you step inside the train, you are given two options.
You can choose to live, to be given a second and a last chance in life, in exchange for your memories and your previous existence. You can choose to be alive again, but it can only be an entirely new life. Everyone you’ve ever crossed paths with would forget your name. All the pain and the love you knew, all the ups and downs that made you hurt and made you smile — all of it, completely gone.
Or you can choose to move on, to give your life away while keeping your memories until the end of time. To step out of the world of the living and to embrace a new kind of loneliness, but with the warmth of your past always safe between your cold hands.
You are dead, but it’s up to you to do something about it.
Today I met GRRM and he held a 2-hour long session of question-answers. We were asked to write our questions on a piece of paper that were put in a box, and GRRM and his translators randomly chose them. There were silly questions and questions that he was asked many times before, but some were good questions and I took note of everything interesting he said.
- He was asked about the influence of American history on ASOIAF and GRRM said there was none. He was influenced by European medieval history, notably the Scottish history which was very violent, and not the American one.
- My question about Daenerys was chosen as the third question (I was lucky!) but he refused to answer it lol … I asked “How old was Daenerys when she left the house with the red door, and was it located close to the palace of the Sealord of Braavos?” (thanks Butterfly for suggesting it to me) I don’t know why he refused to answer about her age, but about the house with the red door he said there will be more revelations about it in future books.
- He was asked about his future projects (after ASOIAF) twice, and said that he concentrates on ASOIAF for now, and that after the main novels he has from 6 to 8 Dunk and Egg stories to write.
- He was asked where is Rickon and what will happen to him (a reader who forgot a part of ADWD it seems). GRRM said Rickon will appear in TWOW (why he answered this question but not the one about Daenerys’ age eludes me).
- There was a good question about the genders of dragons, but the whole audience laughed (“How to tell a male dragon from a female dragon?” I guess the one who asked this was more of a reader and the rest of the audience were more casual about their ASOIAF knowledge) so the question was a bit dismissed by GRRM as a joke. He said that it is not easy to understand the sex of dragons, sometimes even the dragons don’t understand it, and that if it lays eggs, the dragon is assumed female.
- GRRM said that he will not be reading any new chapter from TWOW. He has read enough of them already, and that if he keeps doing it, half of his book will be read before it is published. So I guess we won’t have new material from TWOW until it is released.
- What inspired him to create Ramsay Snow? GRRM said, and I quote, that he needed something “to bite Theon in the ass”. Ramsay was created for Theon’s storyline, and he is first presented as a prisoner and a servant and then rises to a high position while Theon becomes his prisoner and servant. Then there was a question about House Bolton in general (that they are a very interesting and mysterious House), and whether we will know more about their history. GRRM answered that he does not plan to write a book about them but probably in Fire And Blood there will be something.
- “It is rumored that there are 4 descendants of Dunk in ASOIAF. Can you say something about it?” George: “Possible, possible”.
- An interesting question was “Why are there so many sons who are unloved by their fathers, like Sam, Jon, Tyrion and Theon?” I watched George’s reaction carefully (I was sitting close to him) and he did not take issue with the assumption that Jon Snow is part of the “unloved sons” (obviously the dynamic talked about is Jon/Eddard, not Rhaegar). He nodded at the question and said that he does not have the full quote with him, but the great Russian writer Tolstoy once said that happy families are boring - this was followed by a big round of applause cause every Russian knows this quote very well (the quote by Tolstoy is:
All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.)
- He was asked about the real world equivalent of the Others, and he answered that the closest to it would be climate change. He talked quite a bit about it and said humanity needs to unite to face this threat and that it is urgent.
- “Will we know more about the origins of the Others?” Yes.
- “Are there industries in ASOIAF?” No.
- A good one was about Sansa - if she had told the truth at Darry, would Lady be still alive? GRRM said it is possible - Robert was not a thinker but an impetuous man, ruled by his emotions, so it could be that he would have directed his anger towards Joffrey instead of the direwolves. But it is not certain, because Robert wanted to keep peace in his marriage and might have decided to make Cersei happy on the matter of the direwolves anyway.
- “Does GRRM believe in absolute evil?” No, there is no absolute evil. Even the worst people in history had good qualities that unfortunately they did not use often, and there is “always possibility for redemption”.
- The person who wrote this question shouted “What about absolute evil as a concept, like death and oblivion?” which was a bit philosophical and GRRM talked about religions for a while, saying that they all promise eternal life but only after death. He then again stated that he does not believe in absolute evil, and said he explores the notion of “death is relief” with Arya’s storyline among the Faceless Men in Braavos.
- He always writes the book from the point of view of his characters, he becomes that character and sees things around him as the character would.
- He was asked to comment about the differences between the book and show characters, particularly Daenerys. GRRM ignored all the other characters and talked only about Daenerys - he said that the show one is older because there are laws in USA that prevent minors from having sex scenes so the decision was made to age Daenerys. Otherwise, book Daenerys and show Daenerys “are very similar” and “Emilia Clarke did a fantastic job”. (I guess he can’t really say negative things about the show, can he?)
- “Will Jorah ever get out of the friendzone?” (side-eyeing the person who asked this). GRRM: “I would not bet on it.”
- So here I will need your help to find out who GRRM was talking about - he was asked why did he kill Ned Stark, and he said that he already answered many times why he often kills off his main characters. Then he quoted an author named “Faulkner” (I do not know him, so I googled and found this name, but it could be “Folkner” or any similar spelling) who once said that “to be a hero sometimes you need to die.” Hmmmm
- He was asked about Hodor/Hold the door and if this was planned from the very beginning, and GRRM said indeed, he is great at planing and foreshadowing stuff, and that the mystery of Hodor’ name was with him since book 1. Unfortunately the show got ahead of him and reached this plot before he could, but he hopes he will get to it soon.
That’s pretty much it for the ASOIAF stuff. Some nice things not related to ASOIAF that he said:
- He loves cats (big round of applause).
- He respects integrity, honesty and being true to their principles the most in people.
- He was asked about time-travel and said it was fascinating - he talked for a while about the butterfly effect and of the novel A Sound of Thunder, and how stepping on a butterfly in the past resulted in dramatic changes in the present of the main protagonist, who returns and sees crazy far-right extremists in his country. He then threw shade at Trump and said “someone must have stepped on a butterfly” (round of applause) (GRRM posted about this on his FB just now).
- He loves caviar and “Saint-Petersburg is an amazing city”, he wishes he could see more of it.
- What would be an ideal crew to Mars? Another shade at Trump I guess, cause GRRM answered “it depends on whether the crew plans to come back”. lol (big round of applause).
- Lord of Light by Roger Zelazny is one of his favorite books.
Send a symbol for my muse to tell yours whether or not they would ...
Tell a serious lie to someone they cared about
❤ Break someone’s heart
Put a curse on someone who crossed them
Hurt someone out of jealousy
Be unfaithful to a lover
Commit a crime because they were challenged to
▼ Try to scare or startle a friend/loved one
Ruin someone’s day out of spite
Steal something precious from someone else
Commit a murder in cold blood
Kill in self defense
❦ Spread around someone else’s secret
Threaten or terrify someone weaker than them
Vandalize someone’s property
Betray a friend for their own personal gain
Abandon someone who relies on them
Refuse someone’s kindness or affection
Kill someone close to them for the greater good
Blame their wrongdoings on someone else
Become obsessed with someone they admire
☻Torment someone as a spirit after death ❣ Do something they promised a loved one they would never do
▢ Lose their humanity and embrace a wicked side
The Eternal Problem: A Meditation on Mortality in Sherlock S4
When asked about S4 during the promotional lead-up, Moftiss repeatedly
said this new series would be about one thing: consequences. Now that we stand on the other side of S4,
what do we think they meant? It
obviously wasn’t legal consequences for shooting Magnussen, or physical
consequences of overdosing on drugs.
In this meta, I argue that TAB and S4 are above all about the moral,
metaphysical, and narrative consequences of Sherlock faking his death during
the Reichenbach Fall—an act which continues to reverberate through the story
two series later, both for the characters and, significantly, for the writers.