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direwolf-kings-in-the-north  asked:

You know, I love that scene with Jon and Gilly in ADWD. I never expected him to be so pragmatic or ruthless, but I love that development. I'm excited to see how TWoW pans out for him...

Oh gosh I love it. Even before that scene though, Jon drops a subtle hint to Mel and Stannis that Mance’s kid doesn’t have king’s blood and that he won’t become a king just because Mance dies. They appear to buy it. 

Then we have the scene with Gilly, who offers to take both kids with her and he’s like NOPE NOT GONNA HAPPEN. As she’s crying Jon thinks YOUR TEARS WON’T WORK ON ME. 

Gilly is pleading, says that a mother can’t leave her son, that her and Sam saved him from the cold and he’s like oh really? Well fire is way worse. LETS HAVE A DEMONSTRATION SHALL WE. And then he forces her to HOLD HER HAND OVER THE CANDLE UNTIL IT BURNS HER. 

He’s like fire is an awful way to die, and then he lays on the guilt: if you don’t take the other kid you’re condemning him to a cruel painful death. 

He says he’ll make sure Gilly’s kid is well cared for and that he’ll learn to read - and you get the feeling he’s only saying this to appease her and Sam? 

Then he’s all, YOU WILL DO WHAT I TELL YOU, or else when Mance’s kid is burned, YOUR KID WILL DIE TOO. Threatening the mother AND the kid now, Jon? Holy fuck that’s cruel. He utterly destroys her and you can see it in Sam’s chapters.

Ironically he didn’t need to do all of this anyway this because Mel implies they’re just using the boy as a hostage. Mel “burns children for king’s blood” is his brain child so that he can be one step ahead in the game. But it’s not completely irrational because Mel is cray cray and she does eventually burn Shireen.

Oh and switching the kids is also why he sends Maester Aemon, a 100 year old blind elderly man to the Citadel, who Jon knows will probably die at sea before he gets there. 

And…he does.

GODDAMN JONATHAN.

Why the fuck do i even use this platform for lmfao all these edgy teenagers throwing out predatory & sexual assault as if it’s nothing.. WTF my stomach literally fell.. i fucking hate people so much, fuck them. How can you equate rape culture to a BTS song GOOD FUCKING BYE! Me a sexual assault survivor feels fucking sick over someone crying wolf, specially with something they have loved over years. Things like this are why people don’t believe us, because of some little shits that love to lie & talk outta their ass. Thanks to you it’s why us victims can’t come forward.

You say you’re a uni student but i don’t think that education is gonna help your delusional ass of self-important statements of unknowing. You literally didn’t understand any of it, just stay in your damn fandom & continue your emo phase over there. The reaching really is out there, & i’ve never seen something so horrific & triggering in my life on this platform.

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“stammi vicino”

every time I hear the stammi vicino melody, I start to cry actual tears which is why I refuse to download it on my phone

for yoongi to admit that he doesn’t match well with tae and then say that he wondered what he could do to strengthen friendships, saying he’ll do whatever tae suggests and focus on whatever he wants to do because he’s aware that tae might not follow his suggestions just shows how kind-hearted yoongi is and that he’s willing to put people before him bc deep down he cares about tae a lot

I cannot begin to explain what that entire segment with Lucretia did to my heart. There was never a fallout, there was never this big, dividing argument that split the group apart. They loved each other to the end.

They never stopped loving each other. They never stopped being each other’s family.

And Lucretia couldn’t bear their pain. She saw the way they hurt - saw them becoming colder, or sadder, or quieter - and she couldn’t take it. She chose to be alone for the chance to make them happy again. She tried so hard to make them happy again.

I don’t know if she’s aware that their individual happiness was limited - I don’t know if she knows how much pain they all faced eventually - but she must have seen them happy at the Bureau. Making friends, doing things they loved that maybe they’d stopped doing shortly before their memories were gone, making jokes like they used to - that must have been like coming home for Lucretia.

Lucretia loves her family so much.

Alright my guys, listen up. I’m just really fucking proud of Sansa Stark, okay? Like so beyond belief, amazing fucking proud of her. No one, literally no one has been through more shit on this show time and time again and still come out on the the other side a more resilient woman. She’s gone from a naive little girl, to a political prisoner, to an abuse victim, to the LADY OF WINTERFELL IN CHARGE OF HER HOME WHILE THE KING IN THE NORTH IS AWAY.

SHE HAD TO STAND IN FRONT OF A CROWD OF PEOPLE AND WATCH AS HER OWN FATHER WAS WRONGFULLY BEHEADED WHEN SHE WAS STILL A KID. SHE HAD TO LIVE OUT HER DAYS SURROUNDED BY THE VERY PEOPLE THAT KILLED HIM AND MURDERED HER FAMILY AS THEY TREATED HER LIKE SCUM AND BEAT HER FOR EVERY OTHER WORD OUT OF HER MOUTH. SHE HAD TO LEARN TO HOLD HER TONGUE AND PRETEND TO BE HAPPY JUST TO STAY ALIVE. SHE GOT A BRIEF MOMENT OF HOPE BEFORE SHE WAS MARRIED OFF TO ANOTHER LANNISTER AS A POLITICAL MOVE. SHE ESCAPED KINGS LANDING AND FINALLY GAINED HER FREEDOM BEFORE BEING SOLD OFF TO ANOTHER HOUSE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE BUTCHERING OF HER FAMILY FOR CLAIM OVER WINTERFELL. SHE WAS RAPED AND BEATEN AND DRAGGED THROUGH THE GUTTER EVERY SINGLE DAY BECAUSE OF HER NAME. SHE THOUGHT HER ENTIRE FAMILY WAS DEAD AND SHE WAS ALONE AND STUCK TO LIVE OUT HER DAYS BEING BRUISED BY HER “HUSBAND”. SHE WAS PASSED AROUND BETWEEN HER OWN ENEMIES, SURROUNDED BY TRAITORS AND MURDERERS.

BUT THAT GIRL DIDNT LET IT TAKE AWAY WHO SHE WAS. SHE NEVER GAVE UP ALL HER TIME IN KING’S LANDING. SHE LEARNED WHAT SHE COULD ABOUT POLITICAL STRATEGY AND DECIET AND USED IT TO STAY ALIVE. SHE LEARNED HOW TO PLAY THE GAME OF THRONES, HOW TO PLAY THE ROLE OF AN INNOCENT GIRL TO SURVIVE. SHE SASSED THE LANNISTERS EVERY CHANCE SHE HAD. SHE HELD ON TO HER TITLE AS A STARK AND HER RIGHT TO WINTERFELL AND SHE REMAINED BRAVE IN THE FACE OF CERTAIN FAILURE. SHE JUMPED OFF A CASTLE WALL INTO THE SNOW TO ESCAPE HER ABUSER. SHE WADED THROUGH A FREEZING CREEK TO OUTRUN DOGS. SHE LOOKED HER CAPTOR IN THE EYE AND TOLD HIM SHE WAS NOT AFRAID. SHE FOUGHT HER WAY BACK TO HER FAMILY AND MOVED TO TAKE BACK HER HOME FORM ITS INVADERS. SHE RODE INTO BATTLE TO LOOK HER RAPIST AND ABUSER RIGHT IN THE EYE AND TELL HIM THAT HE WAS GOING TO DIE AND HE HAD NO CONTROL OVER HER. SHE BROUGHT THE KNIGHTS OF THE VALE TO THE BATTLE OF THE BASTARDS AND SAVED THE NORTHERN ARMIES. SHE FED THAT SAME RAPIST TO HIS OWN HUNTING HOUNDS AND SMILED AS HE DIED. SHE CONTINUES TO ADVISE JON EVEN IF NO ONE WILL LISTEN TO HER OPINIONS. SHE HAS THE LOYALTY OF THE NORTH BUT REFUSES TO TAKE THE TITLE OF QUEEN BECAUSE IT IS JON’S PLACE. SHE’S STILL DOING THE BEST SHE CAN AND TRYING TO KEEP HER FAMILY TOGETHER AND ALIVE AND NO ONE IS APPRECIATING HER FOR IT OR TAKING HER SERIOUSLY BUT THAT DOESNT STOP HER FROM TRYING HER BEST.

YALL… I’m just… she has been through the most shit of anyone and she’s still here and she’s so far from the little girl that just wanted to marry a prince she was in the beginning and you have no idea how emotional I am about this. Sansa Stark is literally the strongest character on this show and she deserves all the respect and praise in the world and I just love her so much and that’s the kind of strength and resilience I aspire to possess. 

the most dangerous duo on this side of the payload

anyways, i’ve noticed that like, half the time when I’m playing in a 4-stack, if we’re grouped with a 2-stack, they coordinate and pick the shimada brothers, especially if we lock in healer and tank before the timer runs down

what’s up with that lmfao

if i’m gonna cry so are you

Tony Stark thought that Jarvis was…gone. Vision was here, and Tony really did like his…creation. (He couldn’t call him a kid yet) But Jarvis…he had been special. He was up to date on snark, news articles, and almost always picked up on what Tony really wanted. (Friday, she was really, really trying. It was adorable. But he didn’t want five or six rompers. Come on.) 

And then. He finds them. All the saved recordings that he had thought were funny, or that Jarvis had found pertinent. 

The voice was so familiar and soothing, nothing like Vision’s. Tony froze. 

“Sir, I would not recommend adding green bell pepper to your smoothie.” 

“Jarvis, you can’t even taste smoothies,” past-Tony said. He was obviously tired, and maybe hallucinating. 

“By your standards of taste, I’m quite glad,” Jarvis answers, amused. Tony lets out a small, choked sob. 

“Hey J?” 

“Yes, Sir?” 

“I’m glad you’re here. I’m glad that I have someone.” 

“As am I, Sir.” And there it is. The goddamned pinnacle of it all. His soft affection, the professional tone that Jarvis had always used and continued to use. 

Tony sobs. Because he’s never getting Jarvis back, and he definitely can’t recreate him. He leans against the kitchen island, tears running down as he tries to stop them. His nose runs as he wipes it on his sleeve. If the world would see him now? Oh, they’d have a field day. But he doesn’t particularly care because he’s alone–all alone–and Jarvis isn’t there. For once, when Tony is having a breakdown, when he’s in over his head, Jarvis isn’t there. 

And he won’t be. Again. And again. And again.