*tiny anon walks over to blueberry* hi blue. umm. i know you dont like your teeth to much and i dont like mine all that much ether. but even tho you dont like them can you at least give me a happy smile and take a picture with me? sorry, i talk to much.
Sansa receives word that Dickon, one of the few people in King’s Landing who was kind to her, has died in a blaze of heat and flame. She mourns quietly, softly, alone, as she attempts to reconcile for what she never had.
In light of recent leaked revelations, I finally decided to jump aboard the SS DICKSA and give you more Dicksa glory. Reminder: I do angst. This is angst. You are warned.
The raven came like any other, black wings in stark contrast against the bright of the Northern snow. The message was short and blunt, but how could Jon have known?
Daenerys defeated the Lannisters after they sacked High Garden. Most Lords of the Reach and some of the Westerlands bent the knee. Lordy Tarly and his heir perished in her dragon’s flame.
Lord Randyll Tarly’s heir was Ser Dickon, his young and recently knighted son. Sansa rolled the scroll and handed it back to Maester Wolkan. Quickly, she glanced out the window to hide the tears she blinked back.
Sth with Fatgum and his s/o who is really shocked after he came after mission as his thinner version (because of seeing him like that first time) and after the first shock would be really worried about him because of this?
They were so surprised that they keep asking questions and threatening him to leave the house right now. Even gets hit with a pan, Fatgum was sure having a G R E A T time.
“I AM Fatgum. Ah look like ‘dis because ah don’t have mah fat defense right noa, s/o…..” It took awhile for s/o to believe that it was him. He does have his similar habits, so they trusted him.
Fatgum told them how his fat defense was removed by an enemy and he had to use every inch of their own strength to fire back. S'o stare at him for awhile, he was in a battle? A serious battle.
He reassure them that his enemy let him off because of several reasons. But s/o still worries for him. His fat defense is like a shield for him until this final form, what if he gets hurt badly in his normal form? They couldn’t stand that!
He lets them know that it’ll be alright. It does take time to regain his defense again, but nothing wont ever separate his love from him. For the mean time, he picks them up and embraces them tightly. Giving nuzzles and making they giggle. It’ll be okay.