anonymous asked:

I just watched 6.09. The tent scene. All that panting and tension, god how can they want us to believe they are just siblings?!? Jon's line "I won't ever let him touch you again...(long pause and THE STARE)..., I'll protect you, I promise", with such a calm voice, that doesn't sound like a brother-sister interaction, it sounds like a man in love talking to his lover. Or am I reading too much into it?? I'm going crazy with this Jonsa undertones.

I have tried to watch all the Jon and Sansa scenes without my shippers goggles on. I have tried to compare them to other sibling pairs from the show. Jaime/Cersei, Margaery/Loras, Yara/Theon (I love comparing jonsa to them the most), Meera/Jojen. I have tried to compare their scenes to Jon/Ygritte scenes. No matter what I do it seems like two lovers are fighting. Just when I think okay maybe this is just how these two actors argue, Jon says the word “touch!” Who says that? I can only imagine a lover saying that. You could’ve said harm you, hurt you or anything of that sort. Touch seems possessive, it’s about more than just protection.

I also love the way Jon looks at her after he says “battles have been won against greater odds” His voice and his eyes soften, as he waits for her to say something. It’s like he realizes he just yelled at her and now he feels bad. Ahh…I love them so much. I really do not expect anything from this show, but still it is hard to not have hope after season 6.


Get to Know Me Meme: [6/20] Favorite Characters: Ygritte
The gods made the earth for all men t’ share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they claimed it was all theirs. “My trees,” they said, “you can’t eat them apples. My stream, you can’t fish here. My wood, you’re not t’ hunt. My earth, my water, my castle, my daughter, keep your hands away or I’ll chop ‘em off, but maybe if you kneel t’ me I’ll let you have a sniff.” You call us thieves, but at least a thief has t’ be brave and clever and quick. A kneeler only has t’ kneel.


I loved a maid as red as autumn, with sunset in her hair.
I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair.
I loved a maid as spry as springtime, with blossoms in her hair.
I loved a maid as fair as summer, with sunlight in her hair.