i can now sleep soundly knowing this scene will be in season 2

Inktober 25, 2017 - and an end of Voltron, Season 4 fanfic thing

What do you want with me?

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Tagging @theclosetpianist because they asked :3 thank you for following along on my meandering journey as I learn to deal with Voltron, multishipping and hopefully bettering my writing… Cheers!

With Lotor showing that he knew how to strip and so darn fluidly, putting on another jacket didn’t need to be difficult. Keith could barely reign in the urge to chuck it at his royal highness’ broad, battle-scarred back- Er, smirking face, and just. Walk away. Turn in for the night, like he’d told Shiro, and then fly back to the Blades! But things weren’t so simple. The scattered flowers and bits of pollen, pink steamers and spilt wine made the otherwise gleaming alcove look like some sort of crime scene. Or the beginning of some juicy scandal.

Over my dead body, Keith thought. Or Lotor’s, if he didn’t take the stupid jacket and put it on.

Keep reading

Yuuram in Novel 14

Buckle up, darlings~

Novel 14. ch.1
-The sheer amount of fondling -


That is indeed his voice, and he did yell my name. But Wolf said the voice he heard wasn’t mine, but someone else’s.

“Are you okay? Tell me, quick, where are you hurt!?”

I try to confirm his injury with him again, after all I was the one who hurt him.

Crouching down, Wolfram makes a short grunt and then stands up forcefully with his legs. He desperately stretches his previously bent back, pushing away my hand with all his strength. I hurriedly chase his shadow, coming to the spot underneath the bright sunlight shining down from the surface.

“Wait a sec, Wolf, where are you hurt…”

I reach out my left hand to touch what feels like a body, and feel something like torn cloth and animal fur. My thumb and index fingers are moist and warm, when I rub them it even feels a little sticky.

“I’m sorry, really…”

Wolf tries to step back from me, and I quickly grab his waist, pulling him to me. Hugging him tightly with my right arm, I press my left palm to his stomach—The warmth from his skin spreads over to me, a numbing pain climbing up my arm at the same time.
I was healed this way a few times before, as long as I do exactly as I remember, I should be abke to heal others too. After all Gisela and Anissina taught me before, too, and I successfully did it last time, right?


I’m pushed away forcefully, falling onto my butt on the hard floor, only managing to prop up my upper half with my hands.


“Don’t touch me!”

Of course I can’t see his expression, and can only rely on my hearing to tell, but the emotion that comes through his voice, is very obviously anger.

He’s standing in a spot with light, so I can see his shadow clearer. Although it’s not the honey color that I see when I can see completely clearly, there’s still a golden glimmer around him that’s different from the surroundings. His own body looks like a dirty grey, though, so I can tell that he’s wearing something he rarely does. That might very well be the reason I mistook him for the enemy.

“Sorry, I was wrong. I never thought it would be you.”

Novel 14. ch.1
-Pin your brother down will you?-

“Conrad, you’re just in time, Wolf is pretty badly hurt, press him down while I’m healing him.”

“Wolfram is fine, it’s just a small wound on his clothes and abdomen, thankfully he had an amulet with him, so the wound isn’t deep, not so bad that he has to trouble Your Majesty to heal him.”

“But he lost so much blood.”

“That’s your blood.”


Novel 14. ch.1
-Pretty shitty of you though Connie-

The shadow that looks like the Captain stops abruptly, revealing his confusion with the question, “Arrest who?”

“Lord von Bielefeld. He hurt His Majesty, we mustn’t let him approach His Majesty.”

Now it’s my turn to panic.

“Wait a sec! You misunderstood, Conrad! This is a misunderstanding!”

“No matter what the reason, it’s a fact that Wolfram hurt you with a sword, this is an unforgivable crime. Haven’t you noticed the pain in your right shoulder?”

Once he says that, I finally remember that the two of us were at each other’s throats just a while ago. At the same time I grabbed the blade with my hand, the other person was holding a broken sword, so that’s how both of us ended injured.

Novel 14. ch.1
-Yuuri’s mental comments are the best-

Wolfram must have been waving his hand as he spoke, because I feel a breeze brush past my face. Wonderful, his movements are no different than usual, and his voice is powerful too, I can’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

Novel 14. ch.1
-What you mean you can’t approach me!? Okay this whole chapter is like a yuuram festa-

“Don’t be mistaken, Lord Weller. They are Shin Makoku soldiers, and will not obey your orders. Sizemore, you don’t have to arrest me, but from now on you must keep a watch on me, if I try to approach His Majesty then you must do everything to stop me, even if it means using force, understand?”


“Wait a sec! Wolf, what do you mean by keep a watch? What do you mean, you can’t approach me? More importantly, why are you here, come on and explain to me! How will I know anything if you don’t tell me!?”

“Why am I here?”

Wolfram can’t approach me, but there’s amusement in his voice when he talks. But that isn’t self-jest or embarrassment, much less joy. If I had to describe it, that should be pride, right?

“Staying by Your Majesty’s side, isn’t that my duty?”


“That’s why I came to find you.”

I want to see his expression so bad, to see what kind of attitude he said that line with. Surely he must have his arms over his chest, his body tilted back slightly, even looking down on me with his chin raised.

“Is that so? So you came to look for me, thank you.”

But I lost my rational mind, mistaking him for an enemy and even hurting, it’s only natural that he would be mad, I can’t even blame him if he starts hating me for it.

Novel 14. ch.1

“Dacascos, cut the nonsense! Hurry up and get clean cloth and water to help bandage Yuuri’s wound.”

“Wolf, you too.”
I reach my hand out towards Wolfram’s back, to be precise, towards the shadow I decide is his back, and of course I can’t reach.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to touch you, but your wound must be healed! Don’t underestimate it just because it’s not deep! Where’s Gisela? Didn’t Gisela come?”

“About that, Your Majesty…”

Novel 14. ch.1
-Still chapter 1-

Even though I’m exhausted I can’t rely on Wolfram, after all he’s injured too, right now it’s probably all he can do to take care of himself.

Although he keeps insisting to his brother that it’s a light injury, but a soldier’s idea of a light injury is different from a sportsman’s. To us baseball boy, a sprain that takes three weeks to heal is already a fairly serious injury. A sword stab to the stomach is basically throwing away the entire ball season, so serious it will seriously let down all the fans.

Novel 14. ch.1
- Notice how Yuuri casually forgets to mention ‘former’ when he says prince from here on-

“And that one who’s angry because his stomach got hurt, the handsome guy that looks like a fairy tale prince, he is too?”

“Mn, actually he is a prince.”

“In that case, he’s Your Majesty’s brother from a different mother or something like that?”

“No, no, he’s the son of the previous Queen.” (…)

“So what is PRINCE so unhappy about, why is he so angry?”

“Maybe because I injured him.”


“Listen up, Little Buddy, no matter what happened in that underground tunnel, it’s not your fault, and not anyone else’s fault, either. That is an evil place, scary things happen there. Tragedies will happen there, that seem to tear apart your heart, and leave deep wounds. So no matter what you do, never blame yourself, it’s not Little Buddy’s fault, and it’s no one’s fault.”

Novel 14. ch.2
-Where’s Wolfram? -

“Captain, since there’s no danger, let’s enter the town. Where are Wolfram and the others? Hazel and Ajira-san should have arrived already too, and it’s very weird that there isn’t a single person in town… Don’t tell me…”

Novel 14. ch.2
-Seconds later, Wolfram saves Yuuri’s henachoko ass-

When I bring my face to the surface, there’s a freshwater smell different from that of seawater. It’s freshwater and a whole lot of it.

And it’s precisely then, that I sense for the first time that there are people in the town.

A door opens and closes roughly, and I hear a man giving a panicked warning,

“Yuuri you can’t, the water has been polluted!”


Before I can raise my head, someone’s already pulled me up by the collar, what a close call.

“You said polluted?”

What a rare word in this world.(…)

Wolfram pulls my hand and brings me into a building, it looks like the Seisakoku resistance led by Hazel and the four Shin Makoku soldiers Sizemore brought are all here.

Novel 14. ch.3
-Another explosive yuuram chapter-

After drinking some water, eating some food, and have a nice nap on a long awaited bed, most of the weariness that I collected vanished too. Actually I know very well, the damage done to my body can’t be healed immediately, but when I open my eyes in bed and see only light and shadow, I’m honestly SHOCKED.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Very well.”

Although I answer the question instinctively, I had slept far from soundly. Because I had a nightmare, and kept getting woken up, returning to the same scene every time I fall asleep, until I can’t help but wonder if I really like retaking exams so much.

“What about you, Wolf?”


“You’re lying, because you snored as you always do when you’re sleeping like a log.”

“You deliberately pricked up your ears and listened out for that? What a curious baby you are, Yuuri!”

“…Even if I don’t want to hear it, I still hear it.”

Wolfram and I are in charge of controlling the large dining room that’s acting as our base of operations, in other words we’re on watch duty.

Novel 14. ch.3
-Wounded Wolfie-

(…)Wolfram, on the other hand, stayed back to protect me.

Although he acts energetic, the truth is he’s a wounded party too, and wounded in the stomach no less. The one who wounded him was me, so I really can’t make him do anything else strenuous.

What’s surprising is his reaction when he was told to stay on guard duty. Normally he would say something like “I can fight, don’t you trust me?” and then there would be a long line of protests, I was even all ready to listen to him complain, but instead Wolfram just said “I see”, completely against my expectations.

Novel 14. ch.3
-You hate me-


Seeing my body lean towards his direction, Wolfram immediately utters using a harsh tone,

“Keep your distance, keep your distance. Don’t get too close to me.”

“Ahh—Okay, okay, okay, I’m forbidden within a radius of 2 meters, right?”

He hates me, even though not long ago we were so close we could stay in the same large crate.

“I say, Wolf, I want to confirm with you.”


“You… chest hair… No, actually, it’s nothing. I just didn’t think that you could keep growing after eighty.”

That furry feeling near his chest, is actually… Honestly I really can’t predict what mazoku growth is like.

“I-I’m not jealous, got it?”

“What on earth are you mumbling about?”

But we’re not just supposed to talk about body hair.

“I think apologies are in order” (Yuuri)

“You want to make me apologize here?”

“Or course not! I don’t want to make you apologize~! Besides I’m not even angry, though it seems you still are… See, you won’t even approach me. So I wanted to make up with you, and apologize to you first. After all I don’t want this awkward atmosphere to continue anymore, and it’ll be troubling to Captain Sizemore and Dacascos.”

Novel 14. ch.3
-Just… just read-

“It’s only natural that you would hate me… We’re comrades, but I caused you to get hurt. Not only that…”

I can’t help but cover my mouth with my hand.

“I actually wanted to… k-kill you. Back then I really, truly, wanted to… Damn, I feel like puking.”

“Hold on, other than your eyes and shoulder, are you in any pain?”

I turn my head to a side, waving my right hand next to it to gesture ‘no’. Actually I’m not sick, it’s just that the sudden stress and anxiety made my stomach acids flow the wrong way.

“Sorry, I’m so sorry, I never thought it could be you. I’ll repent, if saying it is not enough, then I’m willing to accept any punishment to show my sincerity.”

“About that, at first I wanted to deal with everything here first, and talk about it again once we safely bring the Maou back to Shin Makoku, but since you brought it up now, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

I can feel Wolfram looking at me as he sighs.

“If you want to, you can even sentence me to death. Not only did I point my sword at His Majesty the Maou, I even attacked you, and injured you. But I swear… I really never thought it could be you.”

“Me too.”

Back then, when Wolfram slid down using the rope, I had completely treated him as an enemy. When I saw his sword, shining brightly in the darkness as it reflected the sunlight, I deeply believed that person was an enemy here to kill me.

“At that moment when I saw the sword.”

“All I saw was a moving figure. Back then I didn’t think whether it was a friend or foe, but the moment I set foot in the dark place, my thoughts immediately became “that was an enemy, that figure is an enemy without a doubt”… And even your voice sounded like someone else…”

“Didn’t you change the direction of the sword at the last moment? The sword blade suddenly went flat, that’s why Conrad said I only got banged up. But I still purposely picked up the weapon, and just like that, towards your stomach… Mmgh!”

I’m talking about these things, and it hurts so bad just thinking about what happened back then.

“Are you really okay?”

I break the orders not to get close to him and approach Wolfram, carefully plastering my palm over what should be his stomach.

“Maybe my healing isn’t as good as Gisela’s, but it’s better than not healing at all.”

“Stop! Don’t use majutsu!”

Novel 14. ch.3
-Me, hate you?-

Wolfram immediately bats away my hand.

“Why are you such a brainless henachoko? This is Shinzoku land, you know!? This is the continent with houryoku so strong even Gisela couldn’t set foot here, there’s no way you don’t know the consequences of using maryoku in a place like this, right? It’s precisely because you want to use your majutsu whenever, that’s why I told you not to get near me!”


“Didn’t you hear me? It’s because you like using majutsu so much, that’s why I told you not to get near me.”

No matter how I ask, the answer is the same. But it’s completely different from the reason I cracked my head to come up with.

“…So you’re not mad at me?”

His breathing is very fast.

“Of course I’m mad. Who asked you to be so rash?”

“And I thought you hated me…”

“Me, hate you?”

Helplessly, Wolfram can’t help but raise his tone at the end, so it feels about like “Me, hate you~~?”

“Could someone who hated the king possibly chase him to the ends of the earth? And…” (…)

“Carrying this strangely disgusting thing called ‘Günter’s Protection’ too.”

“Günter’s Protection~~?”

This time it’s my turn to raise my tone.

Novel 14. ch.3
-Do as I say not as I do-

Wolfram says I can’t get close to him, but he grabs my left hand and reaches it into the bag, using his sonorous voice to recite a chant non-stop, making all the hairs on my body stand on end.
Although it’s not possible, I still have the illusion of Günter’s hair twining around my arm.

Novel 14. ch.3
-After settling things with Wolf, Yuuri starts humming a religious hymn -

“What song is that?”


It seems I had started singing a familiar tune without realizing it.

Only I can’t really remember the lyrics, so it’s no different from humming it. (…)

Back then I thought it sounded familiar, but I didn’t think it’s a hymn from Earth.

Novel 14. ch.3
-Pity each other-

“Venera sure is impressive.”

“Although she’s not young anymore, she is indeed very sharp.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

I didn’t think Wolfram would respond to my mumbling, maybe it’s because we’re both casualties, so we sort of pity each other.

Novel 14. ch.3
-Yuuri panicking about Wolf as usual-

There’s the sound of running footsteps from the corridor, Wolfram holds his sword in his hand, and makes the sound of pushing the blade out of its sheath.


“Stay here, don’t move.” (…)

“Wolf! Don’t force yourself…”

“Stay there, don’t move!”

The sound of clashing blades which I can’t get used to no matter how many times I hear it, vibrates the air and the room, making me so scared I want to cover up my ears. Although I’m really worried about Wolfram, fighting against multiple opponents, but right now I can’t do a thing to help. Forget helping, it’s all I can do protect myself.

“Wolf…? Wolfram!?”

It feels as though time is crawling past, but in reality it’s probably only been two minutes. I sense the sound of clashing swords and the impacts coming through the floorboards slowly fading, so I called Wolfram’s name.

“Wolf, are you alright!? Talk to me!”

“As if that needs saying.”

His steps are nimble as he walks back to my side, and his voice sounds energetic too. But there’s the smell of blood emanating throughout the room, and from his body as well. He probably notices my uneasiness, saying before I ask,

“I’m not hurt, this is all their blood, but they’re not dead. Because you would probably say ‘tie them into their horses and send them back’ right?”

“Are you really okay?”

“Of course I am. What happened to Yuuri? After your vision got worse, you start worrying about nothing too?”

“No, of course not!”

“How could lackeys like that hurt me? The wound on my stomach is almost healed now, too, not a problem at all. Why don’t you touch it and see—But first you must promise me you won’t use maryoku—”

Novel 14. ch.3
-Yuuri keeps panicking-

Before I can yell a warning, Wolfram has already engaged the enemy. The sound of metal and clashes once again rings out in the dining room.

“Wolf, get ready to leave!”

“Are we running away!?”

“Of course we’re escaping! But the townspeople here need to get away too, right? Aren’t those guys trying to break into civilian houses?”

“That’s right, they plan on destroying the water purifiers too, as a warning to the others. But as long as we lead the townspeople away, there won’t be any more serious casualties.”

“Anyway we have to try and see. Wolfram! Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

I was just thinking that the room has gotten quiet again, it turns out the soldiers that barged in afterwards were dealt with as well. Last time I have heard that his swordsmanship is strong, but I never thought he would be this strong, completely different from the Lord von Bielefeld I know, could it be that he’s been possessed by the sword god?

Novel 14. ch.5
-Wait…. did he just…?-

Instead it’s Wolfram behind me that growls. If it were the normal him, he’d have let his fists do the talking ages ago. Although he really wants to, right now all he can do is bear with it.

When it comes to Saralegui, as well as the temporary truce with Conrad—which means with the Big Shimaron ambassador, I’ve told Wolf everything without hiding a thing, and he knows what kind of a person the Small Shimaron king is, too. But since it’s safer to let Saralegui hold my hand, he can only open one eye and close the other now.

Although Wolfram’s personality is very emotional, recently when it comes to any critical moments, he will show the bravery to resist his impulses. After all, he’s a man more suited than me to be the Maou.

Novel 14. ch.5
-Wolfie baby~ then more Yuuri panic-

“Could it be their mother died?”

I tell Wolfram the same thing, that there’s a child crying, and we need to save them.

Hazel says, “What is it?”

As though comforting me, Wolfram pats my neck gently, completely indulging my rash behavior.

“I’ll go look.”

“I’m coming too.”

“No, you stay here! If anything happens to you, I won’t be able to face His Majesty Shinou.”

After he breaks the window and charges in, there’s no reaction for a long time, while instead my heart beats so loudly even I can hear it. Suddenly there’s a loud explosion, numbing both my sense of sight and sound.

My previously dark vision instantly brightens, and it’s all orange. Not only can’t I feel the cold from before, my face and arms are enveloped by the approaching heat.

What on earth happened?

“Wolf! Wolfram!”

“I’m here!”

A body heavier than usual jumps out of the window, he’s probably carrying a child, followed tightly by a weeping woman.

Novel 14. ch.6
-"Wolfram stop him” -

Maybe it’s because he notices who else is there, Lord Weller points at Wolfram at one side, signaling for him to go to Yuuri immediately.

“Stop him, Wolf! Stop him now!”

Conrad wants to run here, but he’s knocked over by an escaping woman. Once he steadies his footing he readies himself to keep running , but this time he’s stopped by an incoming crowd.

Wolfram wants to put the child in his arms down onto the ground, but the frightened little girl grabs him and won’t let go, that little hand buried in his clothes unwilling to relax no matter what.

“Yuuri! Stop, don’t use maryoku!”

His voice can’t reach the young man’s ears.

Novel 14. ch.7
- Keeping Wolf away-

“In that case, purposely keeping Wolfram away would be pointless as well. To think you used maryoku on something other than healing.”

“What, so that’s why!”

I can’t help but grin. Still, I can’t help but be very concerned about the strict attitude he had towards Wolfram during that reunion.

“I always found it strange, why were you so strict to him?”

Lord Weller clears his throat a little, saying in a solemn tone,

“Technically speaking, his actions were a serious offense. I didn’t think the only punishment was to keep him away from you, even I feel my brain is getting slower and slower these days. But more importantly, you really don’t feel uncomfortable in any way?”

Novel 14. ch.7
- The bed scene -

I open the door of the rented bedroom, walking to the window with the candle without holding on to anything. Wolfram is lying on the bed next to the window, his back facing me.

“Are you asleep?”


A muffled answer. He’s laughing at me.

“You’re lying, you wouldn’t answer if you’re sleeping!”

“That was an instinctive reaction. I realized that you’re coming to me to cry and complain again, so I had no choice but to answer you.”

“Don’t you normally pretend to sleep?”

“All I can say is I’m too nice a guy.”

Sitting on the sturdy mattress stuffed full of hay, I raise my head to look at the night sky outside the window. There’s a dim square in my pitch black field of vision, and some bright spots glowing yellow in the middle. There isn’t a moon, or any stars, only the light of a candle flame.
The wind blows against my face, carrying the smell of charred walls, sand and water. Looks like the glass on the window is broken.

“Thank goodness I still have you beside me.”

“You’re being so honest about your feelings, it’s sickening.”

“I don’t even have the strength to pretend anymore.”

I can tell with a touch that the bed beside me is wet. It must have been the lakewater that broke the window glass, and wet the room. Is this my punishment for failing the mission today?

“Can I sleep over there with you?”

Under the weak candlelight, a blurred Wolfram swings the thing in front of his chest,

“Günter’s here too, is that alright with you?”

“That’s really too cruel.”
I start laughing to the point I can’t stop, but then my voice starts to crack, so I have no choice but to bury my face in the pillow so Wolfram won’t notice. Just like that, the dim candlelight disappears from my vision.

Surely I won’t be able to sleep through the guilt and regret.

But I must let my body rest a while. Because the life we’re living is one where we don’t know when’s the next time we can sleep on beds again.

(the next chapter literally starts the morning after with him and Saralegui walking in the desert. )

Novel 14. ch.9
- Talking at the same time-

“Although some menial thing like this isn’t worth reporting to Your Majesty the Maou, it seems I am the messiah.“


Wolfram and I yell at the same time.

Novel 14. ch.11
- Regaining his sight thanks to Adalbert’s healing. The first thing he does when he realizes he can see is look at Wolf. Then he lengthily describes him, not so the rest of the characters -

“Ah~~ Really! Adalbert, move the bed aside, quickly—”

“Your Majesty.”

Conrad’s tone sounds hesitant, the hand reaching out for my right shoulder wandering up and down helplessly. It’s rare for him to look so lost.

“I told you so many times, don’t call me Your Majesty.”

“Sorry. Yuuri, your eyes…”

“Eh? My eyes?”

And then Wolfram asks in a hoarse voice, “Can you see?” Hazel only raises her eyebrows, and finally Saralegui says in his usual tone,

“What, your eyes are okay now?”

“It’s true! I can see!”

I can see.

Wolfram’s blonde hair and emerald eyes, Hazel’s wrinkly hands and strong mouth, Adalbert’s buff muscles and butt-shaped chin, as well as Saralegui’s golden eyes. No matter how many times I blink, my vision doesn’t turn blurry, it’s not just shadows, it won’t disappear without a trace anymore.”


Looking at Wolfram, who’s staring at me non-stop, I really am beside myself with happiness. Really, you’re still very cute! Since you always have such a valiant attitude, I assumed you matured quite a bit in the time we were apart, but to think you still have the beauty of an angel. Though it’s true I can still sense you’ve definitely become manlier.

Novel 14. ch.11
- What is Wolf so pissed off about? What does he mean by "mean”?-

Before I can finish talking, Wolfram bumps me with his arm, and even says indignantly,

“You feel at ease just after a good meal, don’t tell me you were just malnourished? Yuuri… How could you be so mean?”

“No, how’s that possible!? How could a few days of malnourishment make my vision deteriorate so drastically?”


Novel 14. ch11
-Describing Wolf vs. Adalbert-

“Is that so? Then go for it, you guys, I plan on staying here and living the easy life of a messiah for a while longer.”

Adalbert keeps sitting on the table and waves us goodbye. But the right hand he just raised is beaten down by someone, and his chest grabbed.

“Look at you, are you still a mazoku like this!?”

That person is Wolfram.

This image should look hilarious normally, right? After all there’s a huge difference in their body sizes, it looks like a cicada grabbing a large tree. But right now Adalbert is pressed down by Wolfram’s presence, so no one notices the difference in size at all.

Novel 14. ch12
-Worried Yuuri-

Wolfram catches up to us, the corners of his lips curling up. Under these circumstances, all he can do is smile strangely. Despite his angelic looks, he can also say something so mature. To think he can show a smile completely unlike his two brothers, saying such brave words.

Watching him grow up so quickly recently, I can’t help but feel panicked. If I keep assuming he’s on the same level as me, one day I will surely be left behind in the dust.


So this novel is probably the most yuuram packed in all the series.
The bed scene will always hold a special place in my heart, for many reasons, but most importantly because the scene is cut short and it resumes “the next morning “, which is Japanese for having the camera aim at the waving curtains and out the window. Also there’s a phrase in the next novel that will really explain why the bed scene is so important… but will explain that in the next part!


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anonymous asked:

Jon needing to be saved tim and time again Stannis, Crasters wife, Sansa and LF, Sandy, Benjen is too just overdone. Basically like a damsel in distress because it were a woman, people would have been saying exactly this. They always put him in these situations, same as Jon will die or won't die?

I don’t mind the moments when Jon needs other people to help him. I think that he does so much good for others that when people help him it’s just fine. And I couldn’t think of anyone less a damsel than my boy Jon Snow. 

So here we go, you didn’t ask for this but you’re going to get it. All of the times Jon Snow either shows he is a strong ass dude who can take care of himself and/or the times Jon does genuine good for others that earn him a little good karma and assistance.

This will strictly refer to the show!Jon since anon is bringing up some examples of Jon being “saved” that we don’t know will take place in book!universe (Sansa/LF, Benjen, etc).

Jon grows up in a household full of people he can never truly feel a sense of belonging with. He loves his father and siblings so muchbut Catelyn and (we are to assume based on her insistent apology in 6.04) Sansa make sure he is aware that he is one apart from them. So one would understand if maybe Jon turned out to be weak or bitter. But he’s not.

Originally posted by cerseilannister

He is driven from his home as a teenager, sent to live in one of the most inhospitable—and we later learn, dangerous—places in the world. Yes, he’s a bit of a shithead at first when he’s there but he quickly learns his place and makes friends with his brothers. The real reason I bring up his early time at the The Wall is because we get to see the strength of Jon’s character very quickly when he defies Alistair Thorne, putting his own status there in jeopardy, just to defend his friend, Sam. That takes its own sort of bravery.

Originally posted by rubyredwisp

At the end of the first season after Ned is killed Jon almost deserts The Wall so he can fight at Robb’s side. He knows the consequences of being a deserter. Our first scene with Jon shows him watching a beheading of a deserter. He knows that he will be on the run forever and will have to hide his identity, but he is perfectly willing to ruin his own life to try to help his brother.

In season 2 when he ranges north of The Wall with his brothers he is separated from them with Qhorin Halfhand and falls upon the group of wildlings. Jon is expected to execute Ygritte but he doesn’t, because he thinks for himself and sticks to his own ideals. He knows early on that it isn’t right to kill someone just because they were unlucky enough to be born north of The Wall. He defies his superiors again, again to help someone else.

Originally posted by aryajon

When he is taken prisoner by the wildlings he follows through with Qhorin’s plan to stage a fight, and as Qhorin orders, Jon kills him. This is a man Jon admires, his ally. This was likely incredibly difficult but he does it to keep them both from dying as wildling prisoners so that someone can get back to the Watch and deliver news of what they’ve discovered.

Then Jon manages to ingratiate himself to the wildlings and become one of them. And while to some extent it’s an act so he can get back to Castle Black alive, he also genuinely likes the wildlings and develops real relationships with them and a real appreciation for their spirit and way of life. Even so, he never forgets his duty and almost dies getting back to The Wall to report back to his Brothers.

He doesn’t lie about breaking his vows and sleeping with Ygritte. He could. There aren’t any wildlings at Castle Black to contradict is story. But he is open and honest with Thorne, Maester Aemon, and the others because Jon is an honest person and someone who always takes responsibility.

He takes some men with him back north of The Wall after his return to avenge the mutiny at Craster’s Keep. He is under no obligation to undertake such a task and the party of men to go with him is small. Doing this again signifies Jon’s principles and sense of justice. He does not leave the responsibility to someone else but takes it on himself at great personal risk, and he is successful.

When the wildlings assault Castle Black Jon fights people who were his friends, and he fights bravely. If it wasn’t for his warnings to his Brothers, his battle strategy, and his own fighting prowess, one could argue that Castle Black would have fallen to the wildlings’ greater numbers that day.

He then travels north of The Wall again to face Mance man-to-man and try to treat with him, knowing that to do so is likely suicide. I can’t stress this enough. In what way is this kind of courage indicative of a “damsel” character? 

When Stannis’s men apprehend the wildling forces and attempt to burn Mance at the stake, Jon Last of the Mohicans their sadistic asses and shoots Mance to end his suffering. Once again, what a badass. He has just witnessed firsthand what Stannis and Melisandre are capable of, and still put himself on the line to save his friend from a tortuous death. I mean???

Originally posted by killbilled

Also in season 5, Jon is elected Lord Commander. He has risen through the ranks from being a simple bastard, barely more than a child, to the leader of a force of men that protects the entire realm from the greatest threat it has ever known. He of course, like literally ANY human, had help along the way from others, but no one gave this to him. He earned it, and did the job well—though not well enough to please all of his Brothers (but more on that later).

While serving as Lord Commander Jon brought about the most radical reform in the history of the Night’s Watch. He travelled north of The Wall to Hardhome with Tormund to treat with the last of the wildling forces. This scene shows us the depth of Jon’s courage when he killed a White Walker in single combat and evacuated thousands of wildlings to safety so that the Night King didn’t have a total victory that day.

Originally posted by lifesucka

He actually brought wildlings through the gates and into safety despite intense protest from his Brothers. Once again, Jon put himself in harm’s way to help other people. And of course, as we know, this cost him his life. Literally. Thorne and the others murder Jon for what they consider treason to The Watch.

Originally posted by timelordinaustralia

When he is brought back, Jon is given literally no time to grapple with what has happened to him. He has died and seen that there is no afterlife. He is visibly extraordinarily shaken by this incident and wants nothing more than to leave The Wall and find peace somewhere else. But then Sansa arrives and we get another example of Jon putting his personal wellbeing second to assisting others.

Originally posted by winterfellskingdom

He even tells Sansa that he has spent his entire life fighting and is tired. But he agrees to help her take Winterfell back from the Boltons and in doing so takes part in an extremely dangerous battle where the odds are stacked soundly against them. This, as we know, starts off with Ramsay’s sick game in which he murders Rickon right before Jon’s eyes. This causes Jon to abandon the battle plan and the pincer maneuver as he rushes headlong into a column of armed cavalry.

Originally posted by thisis-a-mans-world

Is it ill advised? Yes. Is it an emotional decision on his part? Yes. But is it cowardly, inept, or something that makes him a “damsel” who needs saving? No. I believe strongly after having watched 6.09 several times now that even if Ramsay had not pulled his stunt with Rickon and Jon’s men had followed their original battle plan verbatim, they still would have lost to Ramsay’s superior numbers and clearly very well-trained army without the assistance of The Vale.

Originally posted by jonsnownoshow

So I guess you could make the argument here that the men of The Vale had to “rescue” Jon like a damsel in distress character. But I disagree. This is one of the big issues that I have with season 6 and with the relationship the writers created between Jon and Sansa. Sansa knew that she had LF on her side and the Vale’s army at her disposal, but she chose to hide this from Jon. So I feel this is a matter of viewer perspective. You say Jon needed to be rescued because he is a damsel. I say Jon would not have needed any help and thousands of men could have lived instead of died on that battlefield if only Sansa had been honest with him. I know that Sansa has been hardwired not to trust anyone after all that has happened to her throughout the series, but we even heard that she trusts Jon when Brienne asks her about it. In the now famous scene where Brienne hilariously calls Jon “brooding.”

And she had plenty of opportunity to put that trust in Jon and tell him about LF. The writing in this part of the season was very strange to me. We saw scenes, such as the one where Jon receives the letter from Ramsay, where Sansa was treated with respect and allowed to speak freely and say her piece among his men and advisors. When they went around the North asking the Stark bannermen for assistance, Sansa was by Jon’s side, treated as an equal, freely allowed to speak with these lords and try to win their favor. At no point do we see Sansa silenced by Jon or Davos or Tormund, etc. Yet on the eve of battle, their dialogue suggests that Sansa has been given no chance to warn Jon of Ramsay’s trickery or to tell Jon that she’s got an ace up her sleeve, that if they wait just one day, the numbers will be on their side and their chances of victory will be far better with LF’s army.

Originally posted by weasleysweaters

Instead they have a yelling match in the tent during which Sansa cryptically tells Jon not to do what Ramsay expects him to do, and leaves it at that. If she had told him that she has this other force coming their way, then things could have been different and no one would have needed saving in the first place. I don’t feel that the events of 6.09 are the result of Jon’s own failings or something that required him to be saved as if he is a helpless, damsel character. What I think actually happened in that instance was the writer’s doing a huge disservice to Sansa’s character–one of the smartest women and most adept survivors in the show–by making her withhold important information with no real good reason that we can see, resulting in a near-disaster that simply made better suspense and good TV for the viewer because it caused the battle to be more dire for our heroes.

And as far as Benjen is concerned, the wight hunt in general seems, from what we know, to be a very foolhardy endeavor but a necessary one nonetheless. It is just another instance of Jon walking into danger to do what MUST be done. It is conceivable for not only Dany but the rest of the southron lords to need proof in order to be invested in the Great War, and someone needs to get that proof. We have seen at Hardhome just how devastatingly powerful the WW army is, and Jon faces their horde with only a handful of men. That is incredibly brave and yes, I am glad that Benjen intervenes to help him in this crucial moment.

But overall, for every person who has ever come to Jon’s aid, he has helped more people. He is a physically and mentally strong character who still maintains his conscience and kindness in a cruel and twisted world. Jon Snow is by far my favorite character and I will continue to love him forever, and hope that people save and help him, as he saves and helps others. Because he is the glue holding all of our favorite characters together, and without him, we would be watching a very different, and frankly not as interesting show.

Originally posted by casaharington

I think what would be boring and unwatchable would be if Jon never needed help. If he was this impossibly perfect hero figure who not only always saves the day, but is always moral and good, always does the right thing, always looks fuckable, is a sex god who goes down on women unprompted, always treats his family right …  do you see what I’m saying? He has to mess up sometimes to be human We all need help sometimes, even Jon Snow. And I don’t think that makes him like a weak character as you suggest. I don’t think that at all. If anything I think it is more progressive in terms of gender tropes for Jon to need saving sometimes. So I don’t really know what prompted this ask, anon.