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One of the reasons I keep re-reading Sansa chapters more than others is because for whatever reason most of the fandom can’t think of the point Sansa’s arc after Littlefinger. What is her point in the War for Dawn when everyone else has magical powers and/or can fight and that’s why they’ll survive. Most people think she will take Littlefinger down (if they don’t outright hate her and want her dead) and they know she will have some sort of a political career in some vague capacity. 

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Anon: “The one with John’s dad reading his journal was so good and painful!!! Could you please make a sequel to it??

;))))))) you know I can! Click here to read the first fic, and enjoy, bbys! ;D

Two Days Later

John Laurens stood on the front step of his house. His home. The place he had lived since birth.

He hadn’t been there for two days, not since he’d come out to his father and raced off to Alex’s. He spent the weekend at the Washington’s, and while it had been a nice break, he couldn’t fully enjoy it, knowing what awaited him at home.

He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned.

His father was in the living room. John couldn’t think of the last time he’d seen him in there aside from formal parties or holiday functions. Judging by the severe look on his face, he wasn’t in there to relax, either.

He’s waiting for me.

Part of John wanted to feel happy–– his father cared enough to wait for him, to want to talk to him. But then the rest of him reminded him why his father was waiting: John could mess up his political career.

John sighed and walked into the room, resigned to his fate. I’ve endured his anger before. What are a few more harsh words?

“John,” his father stood as his son entered. “Please, have a seat.”

John eyed his father suspiciously. When was the last time his father had asked him to please do anything? Did he ever say please to anyone?

John sat on the edge of the couch across from his father’s arm chair, ready to bolt.

Henry sighed. “John, this isn’t easy for me.”

He’s going to kick me out. Here is comes.

“I… I’ve done a lot of thinking over the past two days. I was angry at first. Well, maybe for about the first thirty hours or so,” he said. “And then I was tired, tired of being angry with you. You’re my son, John.”

John just stared at his father. What does this mean?

“You’re my son, and even if there are certain aspects of your life that I don’t… I don’t…  understand, well, that doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

John was speechless. All he could do was stare at his father, mouth agape.

Henry nodded, but refused to meet his son’s eyes. “I was hasty, John. I thought more about politics than my own son. My flesh and blood.”

John nodded. He didn’t want to speak and accidentally break the spell just yet.

“And if you’re… this way, well, uh, maybe my politics have been wrong.” He finally looked John in the eye. “Maybe I’ve been wrong.”

The last time John Laurens had hugged his father was two years ago, when the boy had placed second at the track and field semi-finals. His father was reserved when it came to affection toward his son, but that didn’t stop John from launching himself on his father now, tears welling up in his eyes.

To his surprise, his father’s arms wrapped around him immediately. That was when John lost it. His father held him in silence as John sobbed and sobbed until there were no tears left in his body. When he pulled back, he saw his father had been crying, too.

“I love you,” his father said. “And I’m sorry, John.”

“I love you, too,” John whispered.

It was a beginning. A beginning to something so much better than before.

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If Izuru only has emotion/personalty when it relates to Hinata riddle me this; why does he use ‘boku’ instead of watashi, which would be the more neutral/robotic pronoun to use, when Hinata uses ‘ore’ which is more masculine/confident.

I am HAUNTED by these leave voters who changed their minds or somehow didn’t expect their vote to count, and sorry to be an American who makes everything ALL ABOUT US but the frivolity, ignorance, and nihilistic carelessness of those leave votes reminds me of an article I saw interviewing Bernie supporters who are leaning toward Trump.

Victor Vizcarra, 48, of Los Angeles, said he would much prefer Mr. Trump to Mrs. Clinton. Though he said he disagreed with some of Mr. Trump’s policies, he added that he had watched “The Apprentice” and expected that a Trump presidency would be more exciting than a “boring” Clinton administration.

“A dark side of me wants to see what happens if Trump is in,” said Mr. Vizcarra, who works in information technology. “There is going to be some kind of change, and even if it’s like a Nazi-type change, people are so drama-filled. They want to see stuff like that happen. It’s like reality TV. You don’t want to just see everybody be happy with each other. You want to see someone fighting somebody.”

So it’s like…Trump is exciting like Brexit is exciting, because both will Make Things Happen. Will they be good things? Maybe not, but at least they will Occur.

Then there’s this lady, who assumes that Nothing Will Actually Happen except the things that she would like to have happen.

Jackie Becerra, 28, an executive assistant who lives in Lake Forest, also said she was leaning toward voting for Mr. Trump if Mr. Sanders was not the Democratic nominee. She said that she doubted Mr. Trump would keep his promise to build a wall along the border with Mexico, and that, even though his proposal to bar foreign Muslims from entering the United States made her “nervous,” she did not believe he could stop people from coming into the country based on their religion.

“Everyone is like: ‘Trump has these terrible social issues. He hates Muslims and he hates the L.G.B.T. community,’ ” she said. “But our world is big enough that he’s not actually going to implement any of those changes in a realistic way. But what he will do is potentially audit the federal government, and he will try to break up some of the banks and try to at least influence government that way. However, with Hillary, it will just be a complacent, run-of-the-middle-of-the-road presidency.”

From now on can we please assume that votes count, that events which are exciting and entertaining also have the potential to cause suffering to real people who live in the same spacetime continuum that we do, and that, as many many people know to their great personal cost, it is actually possible for the worst things, the ones we think will never occur, to actually occur.