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[Favorite Jaime & Brienne shots, 52/100]

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GAME OF THRONES 3.06, The Climb

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I cannot stop thinking about the blow that hearing Tarth has fallen will be to Brienne in Winds. All throughout Feast, in her lowest moments, Tarth is always at the back of her mind as a place of safety, of refuge, a place to retreat to when she feels like she has failed in her quest. There's a part of her that yearns for Tarth, and for her father. In Winds, that mental crutch will be gone. And the blow will be so out of nowhere too! Brienne has no reason to believe any danger is looming over her father and her island. When she's thinking about where Sansa could be in her first chapter, she tries to put herself in Sansa's shoes, and thinks that for herself, the answer of where to turn if she were a maid alone and afraid, in desperate danger, would be easy. She would make her way back to Tarth, to her father. But Sansa can't do that, and now, neither can Brienne. And of course, she will learn all this right off the back of however the Stoneheart situation pans out. Tarth has fallen, and Brienne will no longer have that safe harbor to return to in Winds.

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He loves him. He raised him. That’s his son.

"Come, let us see what mischief my sons have rooted out now."

He hates him. A constant reminder of the worst days his of his life. The weight of House Stark on his shoulders with no warning.

“He dreamt an old dream, of three knights in white cloaks, and a tower long fallen, and Lyanna in her bed of blood.”

He doesn’t miss him.

“The thought of Winterfell brought a wan smile to his face. He wanted to hear Bran's laughter once more, to go hawking with Robb, to watch Rickon at play.”

He begs, in his dying hour, for one last moment with him.

“The thought of Jon filled Ned with a sense of shame, and a sorrow too deep for words. If only he could see the boy again, sit and talk with him…”

He’s his greatest shame.

“I've never lain with any woman but Cersei. In my own way, I have been truer than your Ned ever was. Poor old dead Ned. So who has shit for honor now, I ask you? What was the name of that bastard he fathered?"

He’s his highest honor.

“The Starks were not like other men. Ned brought his bastard home with him, and called him "son" for all the north to see.”

He’s his darkest lie.

“Catelyn had asked her husband the truth of it, asked him to his face. That was the only time in all their years that Ned had ever frightened her. “Never ask me about Jon,” he said, cold as ice.”

He’s his kept promise.

“Promise me, she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. Promise me, Ned. The fever had taken her strength and her voice had been faint as a whisper, but when he gave her his word, the fear had gone out of his sister's eyes.”

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Purple Wedding flutist you will always be famous to me

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i know i'm not beating the "asos is my favourite book in the series" allegations, but let's think about how asos gave us (bear with me, this isn't in chronological order):

arya and gendry counting tree stumps together at high heart

lady smallwood as a whole

the "a nice oak tree" quote (gendry really said: "but nice tho")

arya and gendry destroying the acorn dress while wrestling on a forge floor

a fucking l o v e s o n g for them

tom winking at arya while singing said song

arya being able to be and behave as a kid again, like she was at winterfell

arya going out of her way to give water to dying prisoners with help coming from gendry and harwin

gendry showing a non favorable reaction to sex

bella asking arya if gendry even likes girls

gendry protecting arya from a degenerate at the peach

gendry being mad and hurt about their differences in social standing and trying to make arya jealous

the part in which arya went to sleep alone at the peach thinking that gendry went to be with bella, just to wake with gendry still sleeping at her side the next morning

arya unconsciously being jealous

arya still wanting justice for mycah's murder

"gendry hooted. “those soft little things?” he called out. “you couldn’t even hold a hammer.”" this complete sentence

gendry being knighted

lem warning gendry that he won't be stealing no kisses from a princess, when the only princess near them is arya stark of winterfell

gendry wanting to apologize to arya for choosing to stay with the brotherhood

ned dayne (one of the best things that happened to gendrya)

gendry - arya - edric being a much more watered down version of robert - lyanna - rhaegar

gendry disliking ned dayne just because the kid tried to make friends with arya, before doubling down with his dislike of him because edric is the lord of starfall

gendry being jealous

arya and edric watching the sunset together on the tree stumps at high heart (well, well, well, how the turntables)

the whole part with arya and the ghost of high heart

ashara dayne mention, i repeat, ashara dayne mention

“he must have found that bastard under a cabbage leaf, then,” gendry said behind them. (i love gendry being a little shit so much)

"someone was shouting her name, harwin probably, or gendry, but the thunder drowned them out as it rolled across the hills, half a heartbeat behind the lightning." this complete sentence again.

arya getting needle back

not going to touch the more angsty stuff that happens later on because it hurts a lot, and i just want to wrap lil arya in a cozy blanket and take her to therapy. also asos has a lot of braime, and that makes me happy too, but i really need to read the series as a whole again.

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the way in which jon and robb's futures are foreshadowed by the mother of the other: robb dying too young and becoming a ghost that haunts their siblings, a reminder of innocence and happier days, and jon dying and being brought back to life, a shadow of what he once was, a dark mirror to himself

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I love @ajoblotofjunk ‘s fic, Heart Full of Gasoline, so much. And I’ve had such a pleasure getting to talk to them. <3 I made a fake magazine cover based off actual F1 magazines and HFOG. I honestly have no idea what I’m going to do when it comes it crosses the finish line. (Every pun intended).

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got roped into no knight november they took my armor and my halberd and all m,y cool livery with the heraldic beasts and they sold my noble steed to arbys and now im just walkin around in the mud kicking rocks or whateveer

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one lucky follower has been selected to be dissected and reconstructed

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Jaime in ASOS: Ugh Brienne is so ugly and stubborn and annoying

Also Jaime in ASOS: Gods she’s so strong…she’s so brave…she’s so clever…her eyes are so beautiful…she’s so gentle…I keep comparing her to the only other woman I’ve had romantic/sexual feelings for…

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i want to get jaime pregnant

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obviously yes, the only hypothetical chance for a truly faithful asoiaf adaptation would be animated, but there is at least one scenario where live-action could achieve something animated asoiaf media could not. see, in my fantasy of a fuller, faithful live action adaptation, all 3 kettleblack knights would be played by the same actor using a fake beard, fake mustache, and fake facial scars as needed, which would feel different to one voice actor doing all 3 as that kind of multi-casting is common enough in cartoons. and i don't even mean using the parent trap/buffay sisters on friends-style camera trickery for one actor playing twins, i mean just never having more than one kettleblack in a scene at the same time as one small deviation from the text. eventually the audience starts to wonder if there's even more than 1 guy in-universe either or if oz kettleblack is not only doubling his pay by accepting coin from both cersei and tyrion but actually sextupling it by getting paid triple from both lannisters just for one dude's incompetentcy. then when cersei confesses to the high sparrow that she bedded all 3 it could be due to her own confusion over which was which making her unable to tell who had sex with her when he had fake scars and remains of a fake beard once after a quick switch. and we the audience would know it really is best to name all 3 bc it is one guy answering to osfryd, osmund, and osney so that it's impossible to know which first name (if any) is the true name.

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Brienne associates home with safety and beauty

Jaime associates home with The Horrors™️

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Why are you so mean to davos

every Davos chapter:

“I can’t let Stannis down,” Davos thought to himself after fucking everything up yet again due to his abject lack of charisma or likability. He found himself reaching for his pouch o’ finger-bones, only to remember that he lost them when he fucked up during the Battle of the Blackwater. That reminded him of his many dead sons, which made him very sad, though he did not forget his duty. He never forgot his duty to Stannis, who had spared his life. “I must never forget that Stannis spared my life,” Davos thought, clenching what remained of the fingers on his left hand. Stannis had removed the first joint of the fingers on his left hand as punishment for his crimes as a smuggler. Stannis was a hard man, but just. He reached for his pouch o’ finger-bones, only to remember that he lost them. He missed the bones that he kept in a pouch around his neck. They were his luck, and now he had no luck. “Even without my luck, I must not let Stannis down. He could have taken more than the first joints of my left hand, yet he gave me a lordship,” Davos thought. Even though he earned a lordship, four of his sons would never know about it, as they died on the Blackwater, where Davos lost his pouch o’ finger-bones, which he considered his luck. Davos took a moment to remember his dead sons. “I miss my dead sons,” Davos thought. “Perhaps they would have fared better if they had my luck. Though I lost my luck on the Blackwater. Even then, I must not let Stannis down.” Instinctively, Davos reached for his pouch o’ finger-bones, which he considered his luck.