kopaka777  asked:

How is it impossible for Tyrion to bump into Catelyn at the Crossroads Inn? Also, while GRRM is a brilliant storyteller, what do you think are his biggest flaws? And finally-what makes ASOIAF not a blanket anti-war statement?

1. Given when Tyrion leaves the Wall and Catelyn leaves King’s Landing, they should’ve intersected considerably farther north.

2. The Dead Ladies Club; ask @joannalannister for more.

3. One of my favorite topics. *cracks knuckles*

So, all I have to do is find one exception and by definition it’s no longer a “blanket” anti-war statement, right? And there’s way more than one. The FeastDance in particular is rife with false peaces that demand disruption, from White Harbor to Slaver’s Bay. Tyranny is not peace. Subjugation is not peace. The status quo in, say, Davos III ADWD is not a worthy peace, which is why GRRM has Davos and Wylla Manderly stand so stirringly against it. Why would he write it like that, why would he have our heroes stand against the “peace” and the villainous Freys for it, if a simplistic anti-war message is what he meant for us to take away? It’s just not that black-and-white. 

This is true in ACOK as well. Robb tries to make peace with the Lannisters…and they throw it in his face. What is he to do then but try and beat them in the field until they are willing to come to the table? It takes two to tango. If the other side is not interested in peace, then peace is impossible. (Same logic applies to the Others, by the way.) Or look at Stannis in that same book: is he really supposed to bend the knee to usurping tyrants who put a sadist on his throne? He’s thoroughly justified in rising up against Joffrey, and against Renly as well, given the nightmarish society-wide consequences if the latter triumphs. (Why should any younger son follow the rules if the King didn’t?)

Now, is anything Robb and Stannis do in the name of their just causes automatically good? Not at all! ASOIAF is in large part about the costs of war…but that’s just not the same thing, at all, as making a “blanket anti-war statement.” As these examples demonstrate, GRRM simply did not construct the story that way. Moreover, I think GRRM’s critique of war has less to do with the real world and more to do with the genre in question. He’s telling us we need to be more critical and informed readers of medieval fantasy, that we shouldn’t blindly swallow depictions of medieval war as dashing and romantic, more than he is telling us to protest outside the Pentagon. (Not that there’s anything wrong with the latter.) 

Finally, and perhaps most importantly: GRRM’s personal anti-war leanings inform the text, but they don’t overwhelm it, because he’s a better writer than that. Very, very few authors can deliver an outright polemic-as-narrative that holds together as a story (Orwell comes immediately to mind). GRRM knows better than to reduce his rich narrative to a screed. Again, it just isn’t that simple, and shouldn’t be. 

anonymous asked:

I heard you wanted gendrya prompts, so how about this got/hp prompt for them: "we’re in between classes, and we both hear a fourth year calling a first year a mudblood, and neither of us are having any of that prejudiced bullshit. unfortunately, my impulse was to hex them, and yours was to punch them in the face, and my jelly-legs curse hit you instead, i’m really sorry, and we both are probably getting detention now, but hey, plus side, you’re kind of cute" ;)

THANK YOU! This is just what I needed to satisfy my random Gendrya craving. AND another HP/GOT prompt <3. Are you my prompter soul mate? 

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Davos tapped his foot impatiently outside the Hospital Wing. Twenty minutes he had been waiting for Jaime fucking Lannister. For twenty minutes, Davos had to bid his time- no, waste his time –waiting instead of dealing with the mess on the other side of the oak doors. He was beginning to understand why Brienne was constantly fighting with him, although Davos certainly didn’t have the same underlying affections.

“Sorry, I’m late,” Jaime snapped as he stalked forward, his robe dramatically rippling behind him. His tone implied he was nothing of the sort but Davos was frankly just happy he was finally showing up. “Qyburn wasn’t specific in his message, who is in there?”

Davos would really like to hex the other Head of House right now, but that would just be stooping to the other three’s level. “Waters and Stark.”

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100-word Jon x Sansa fic.

Tormund and Davos barely make it five yards away from Commander Snow’s tent when they hear raised voices coming from inside. Sansa’s, high-pitched and exasperated, cuts through the cold air like a wolf snarl, and Jon’s strained and combative one is one Tormund thought Jon only used in battle. 

“Didn’t take them long to get back to their old sibling ways,” Davos observes.

Tormund cocks an eyebrow. “Sibling ways? The way they’re howling, they sound more like a husband and wife that have been married far too long.” 

Davos looks at him, horrified. Tormund throws back his head and laughs.