#i feel like people are genuinely afraid of saying they like aegon because of how he was introduced and i’m so tired

[joekeerys]

“i hate how much i feel for aegon” “i hate that the writers are making me like aegon” “why do i feel bad for aegon” because aegon isn’t supposed to be unlikeable. the green propaganda is so strong that adult aegon’s introduction was a girl crying over what he did to her. there was no chance the general audience was going to side with him after seeing that. aegon is a hugely complex character that doesn’t check the boxes of good or bad. what does he want? to be wanted. to be loved. not in the way that a king is loved (although he does relish in that attention when he can get it because it’s quite literally the only love he gets). that’s something anyone watching would be able to understand and empathize with because aegon is an empathetic character but the writers couldn’t have that because it would be too easy to side with the greens if aegon was seen as anything but a one-note villain. unfortunately for them, tom knows his character and he’s not willing to play him that way. so much of the praise for this season has been about tom’s performance and how aegon is one of the few redeeming qualities in a season with inconsistent plot lines and characterization. tom is excellent at humanizing this character when the writers almost completely refuse to do so. it’s okay to like aegon. it’s okay to empathize with him. it’s okay to recognize that the sides aren’t supposed to be so black and white. because no, it genuinely doesn’t make sense given how his character is on screen for him to apparently be so horrible off screen. like him! enjoy him! formulate your own opinions.

[atopvisenyashill]

so I’ve been stewing a bit on rhaenyra and jace’s relationship in season 2, and i feel like they’re showing SOMETHING with the way that jace is so clearly chafing under his mother’s control and yet refuses to take that final step and eclipse her completely.

he keeps bringing up them needing daemon but is also sometimes trying to step into daemon’s role and be rhaenyra’s partner in leading their side. and rhaenyra seems to struggle with deciding whether to accept him as that partner or continue treating him more as a child. and part of that is the normal parenting quandary of your teen transitioning to adulthood, but i think part is also the knowledge that treating him as a man rather than a boy puts her in danger of losing her authority to him.

but daemon wasn’t his only (or even his main) role model for how to interact with rhaenyra growing up, so perhaps the restraint he shows (in comparison to how we see aegon and aemond interact with alicent) comes from always ranking BELOW his mother rather than above her, and from seeing her largely interact with men who were below her in rank.

i dunno, my thoughts aren’t quite coherent, but i feel like jace sometimes wishes he could be his mother’s superior rather than the other way around, perhaps even recognizes that it might be easier to get the lords to listen to him than to her because he is male, yet as frustrating as he finds it, he keeps turning to rhaenyra as his authority figure anyway. what are your thoughts on how their relationship has been portrayed so far?

My thoughts concisely are: I really love what they're doing and I love how it plays with the "eldest daughterson" of both of their stories.

More in depth though and note I did not proofread this because I'm tired lmao-

I think you nailed it that Jacaerys both wants to overrule her but is careful not to. I think a large part of Jacaerys feels...maybe not quite like he would be a better leader than his mother but maybe more like, if she named him Hand and let him take the lead in the War Shenanigans, he would do a better job at keeping them all safe. Like when Rhaenyra was a young girl, Jacaerys wants an outlet to prove himself with, wants to get out in front of The People and be seen as competent, fearless, and bold. If this was a "normal" situation where Rhaenyra was a man, Jacaerys could argue publicly with his father without worrying that he's undercutting her authority - look at how Tywin openly fights with his own father while Tytos is still alive! But in this case, because Rhaenyra is a woman, Jacaerys has to tread carefully. He can't overrule her or he makes her seem weak, and no longer a viable candidate for the throne. Because Jacaerys is a good heir who is clearly tuned into the dynamics he's part of, he doesn't want to make her seem like she doesn't know what's doing. I think this is why he tends to phrase his criticism not as "that's a dumb idea" (look to how, for example, Aegon, Aemond, Viserys, and Daemon frame their criticisms at Small Council meetings - they aren't afraid to be mean!) but more as "that idea would get you harmed" aka he's not dismissing her plans outright, moreso attempting to point out that she's being reckless with her own safety.

I think Jacaerys is being genuine when he says he wouldn't want to be ruled by anyone else but his mother. I think he really does love her and believe in her ability to be a good ruler. I also think he just has a lot of hangups around dads and their ability to rule effectively - Viserys completely shoots Rhaenyra in the foot before she's even been crown princess a year, Laenor seems to have been inconsistent (due to several factors, one of them mpossibly being thatRhaenyra did not want Laenor to be an active father, and Laenor being strong armed by his wife may also play a role in how Jacaerys sees his mother, parenthood, and power), Lyonel ~took Harwin away from them, and Daemon is just as unreliable as Laenor but in a much different way. hell even Corlys is much less reliable as a parent and grandparent than Rhaenys is. All around him, Jacaerys is faced with fathers that don't measure up and mothers with strong wills, chief among them his own mother. I do think some of his hostility towards the men of the council and Daemon specfically comes from the fact that he feels like they don't see Rhaenyra the way he does - as this noble, endlessly suffering queen without peer. He knows his mother has flaws, yes, but when he looks at her (up until this argument in the last episode) he sees a woman who has had her back against the wall since the day he was born but has handled it with grace and dignity and grit, and it bothers him that the men of the council and Daemon seem so willing to overrule her words.

At the same time, Jacaerys has grown up in a very patriarchal society and under normal circumstances, at his age, he would be his mother's superior. I do think that is something on his mind whenever they fight. I think he sees himself - or wants to be - her sword arm, her shield, the warrior in front of her taking the damage. I think you're right that his multitude of paternal figures come into play here. Harwin was literally her sworn sword, Daemon wants to be her rabid dog, Corlys and Rhaenys had a largely equal (in private) relationship, every other man who interacts with Rhaenyra except Viserys is supposed to defer to her, and so I think in order to not eclipse his mother, he's taking his cues from them. Like you said, taking too much authority from her means she might never get her authority back, and not only does Jacaerys love his mother and feel like she deserves to have a Loyal Heir, A Good Son, A Proper Shield Arm By Her Side, he knows that if he eclipses his mother too much, he's throwing his own claim into question. We see this tremendous distance between Jacaerys and Aegon & Viserys in a way we don't see between him and Joffrey. I think he's terrified of his little brothers and what happens when his mother dies, and since Rhaenyra has always been his staunchest supporter (even though he doubts often whether she really is supporting him or whether she plans to name a little one over him, again until that argument when he realizes exactly what's going through her mind), he needs her around as long as possible so he can cement his claim and establish himself as A Proper Prince And Heir. This is also, imo, why he seems to want Daemon back despite clashing with him - I think he feels he and Daemon can tag team on Rhaenyra in private to get her to see things their way, but he resents a) Daemon's place at her side and b) that Daemon is, idk ~reckless~ enough to challenge Rhaenyra in front of other people. He lets Daemon threaten the Kingsguard because he doesn't inherensagree with Daemon's violence! But he attempts to put Daemon in his place when Daemon seems to barrel over what Rhaenyra desires.

And from Raenyra's PoV it's like - it's just exactly like her and her father. Obviously Rhaenyra treats her other children better than Viserys treats Alicent's kids (not that this is hard, lol), but in the same vein as being Queen and knowing the prophecy is confirmation and validation that yes, Viserys chose her, he loved her the most, he believed in her, Rhaenyra feels all of that for Jacaerys. She has never once looked at Aegon the Younger as a viable heir because for Rhaenyra, there IS no other heir but Jacaerys. She chose him, she loves him, she trusts him, she believes in him and she feels like she's shown this to him time and time again. But just like Viserys, she's incredibly short sighted and not working hard enough to ensure there's no succession crisis after she herself dies because like her father, she believes that she can simply make the world as she wants it to be simply by speaking it into existence. I don't think entitlement is the right word - she was named heir by her father, it's not "entitlement" the same way that Alicent's issue with Rhaenyra lying about having pre-marital sex is not just Alicent being religiously repressed. there's more to it, yes that's a factor but it's more complex because of the nature of feudalism where every action is both personal and political - nor do I think Rhaenyra and Viserys believe themselves to be gods. It's more like...they believe they have the ear of the gods, like they have a direct phone number extension to The Gods Above (whomever they may be) and that since they have that link, they have a responsibility to lead people in the direction the gods want them to go. They're not crazy, it's everyone else that's insane, everyone else can only see their thread but Rhaenyra and Viserys have been given a glimpse of the entire tapestry (again, my Stannis comparisons here - it's not just that Stannis is real high off his own supply, it's that he feels he has a responsibility to save the world. This is not an inherently bad trait to have - I'm sure a lot of people feel they have a responsibility to make the world better! But it becomes a problem when you convince yourself that Only You are capable of doing the saving and ignore all the evidence pointing towards this maybe not being a good or healthy path to walk). So I think Rhaenyra feels like... "my father chose me but he fumbled several times when it came to protecting my claim because of Those Evil Scheming Hightowers but i will be Viserys But Better by making it clearer to Jacaerys that I choose him" and she thinks that's all she has to do to fix the situation. I think Rhaenyra feels like her father had advisors that took advantage of him (she's not wrong here either she's just wrong that Viserys holds no blame for the situation) which is why she keeps Jacaerys close but seems to subtly undermine him in public. She knows she can't give him too much authority but she also knows she needs to keep her heir looped in at all times, she needs to do what Viserys didn't and keep her Daemon/Rhaenyra close by, on her councils, having a say, and supported. The problem is that she will always prioritize her own claim over Jacaerys'. The problem is that she doesn't act to combat her problems until it's far too late.

[scaly-freaks]

The wolf den is one of my favorite books. Really changed the way I write relationships and characters.

(Your) Amara is such a lovable character. You write her with so much love and your love and care for her really shines through in the story. Her vulnerabilities and strength makes her so easy to love and genuinely relate to. She’s a uch a cool and unique character. I’m a huge Amara fan

I’m absolutely loving Alys and Amara ! They’re so weird and adorable? That scene where Alys is acting all creepy imitating aegon and Amara’s like “omg that’s so cool I want to be a witch” was kind of wholesome. I know that Alys and Larys are probably playing some bigger game, but I’m hoping that Alys could be a friend to Amara.

And poor little Jaehaerys and jaehaera!!! As much as I believe that aegon genuinely loves his children, at this point he kind of sees them as cute toys and not as actual human beings. I’m not justifying him separating Amara from Jaehaera, but I also don’t think he understands the severity of his actions - for both Amara and jaehaera - who needs her mom!

Aegon leaving his kids to the nannies was so sad. Alicent’s gone and Amara is banned from seeing jaehaera. But Amara and Jaehaerys bonding was adorable.

Aegon is being his usual self, making everyone’s life miserable because he feels rejected by someone he loves. He’s really not as smart as he thinks he is. Getting a new lover to make Amara jealous? He has tried that before and it didn’t work!! He’s just reaffirming her belief that she shouldn’t let herself love him.

Aahh thank you so much :')

I hear so many i don't read OC fics and urgh I hate OC fics they're just author self-inserts so it made me a little 'eh' about it at first. I think OCs are fucking amazing, and they may start out as author self-inserts but as they experience more of the plot, they take on a life of their own, so I really don't understand the vitriol against them. Besides, all literature is author self-insert to an extent. It is coming out of someone's brain, and you expect it not to be coloured with who they are as a person? Don't be daft. Even y/n fiction is author self-insert because they're the ones writing it.

Though I suppose I understand any objections if the OC in question is a Targaryen sister/daughter, rides three dragons, kills Alicent and Alys Rivers and Aegon, rides Aemond, makes Rhaenyra queen, and then becomes queen herself.

Not to get kinky over the Alys-Amara thing (age gap...I support this one), but I had this vivid scene in my head where she and Amara...you know, do stuff, and in the middle of it, Alys starts speaking with Aegon's voice, so it's like he's there with them. And it wreaks havoc on Amara, and she orgasms almost immediately with Alys between her legs (and Aegon's voice down there too...okay I'll stop). Anyway, I bet Amara would be the first to try and suggest Alys fucks the pair of them together, and I don't know how Aegon feels about sharing but I hope he says yes (it'd be the first time he actually sees Amara being pleasured by someone else, whereas she's seen him literally pounding Mirian).

Aegon absolutely loves his children, and I think is afraid his inactivity in regards to them will turn him into Viserys 2.0. But being too proactive is also detrimental as we're now seeing. I do headcanon that both Jaehaera and Jaehaerys grow up to be very violent people, but they actively understand their father and in an almost sociopathic way, hide the worst of themselves from him so he never suspects a thing. Everyone else suffers, but Aegon of course believes his own kids (ironically, he does turn into Viserys but just takes a different road).

"Aegon is being his usual self, making everyone’s life miserable because he feels rejected by someone he loves." I love this because yep, exactly. He can be very clever when he wants to be, but not when he's clouded by love, and the need to be loved the way he loves others. He thinks just because someone isn't crawling all over him and whimpering and blubbering the way he devolves to, that means they don't love him as much. He's not good at empathy, which is something I wrote in specifically as part of his canon character being raised as a prince. It was just a bit of fun. Of course it was, Aegon. It was fun for you, but you don't understand how it couldn't possibly be fun for someone else.

I didn't want to fall into the trap of getting Amara to "fix" him though, so she makes her own mistakes in regards to his behaviour, and then suffers/makes him suffer. She still doesn't get why he acts the way he does, but sometimes it clicks and she does what's best for herself (as she should).

[alicentsgf]

“ Rhaenyra you should be resting after your labour !” I feel that is a mixture of genuine concern and passive aggressiveness. But overall concern being genuinely there given she insists Rhaenyra take a seat and feel comfortable.

I have so many thoughts about this scene because yes like??? is alicent being sincere or not?? i feel like she was genuinely shocked that rhaenyra was there at least. she did only send for the baby after all, she didnt expect rhaenyra to bring him. but rhaenyra clearly suspects alicent is being insincere with that comment from her tone when she responds with "i have no doubt you would prefer that, my queen" but that doesnt mean rhaenyras entirely right in her perception of the situation.

imo alicent is quietly seething a little too. that seems obvious from the fact the next time we see her shes ranting at criston about it all. i think in some ways shes so angry, but theres a lot of conflict because shes also still glad rhaenyra and the baby are alright. its not like anyone whos being serious can actually think alicent wants rhaenyra in pain or distress.

its seems possible that alicent sent for the baby to make a point - to signal to rhaenyra that shes paying attention to her children and she Knows what everyone quietly knows. or she was going to use that time alone with viserys and the baby to try to point out the obvious once again. laenor says 'i thought we were past this' meaning alicents scrutiny has been made obvious to them before. i feel like that implies shes used similar passive aggressive ways of getting at rhaenyra for birthing bastards previously. little things viserys can comfortably dismiss or ignore (as is his preference), maybe in the hopes that rhaenyra will get the message and do some damage control or concede her claim (god how i wish they would have just Talked 🤦‍♀️). some people may see her as overreacting but to alicent every dark haired baby is a spark to alicent's boys funeral pyres. why do we think she loses her shit with aegon right after this? shes afraid for him.

so yeah shes genuinely shocked to see rhaenyra. but feeling bitter all the while. glad that rhaenyras alright. but angry with her too.

but also i do feel like the way this moment is framed encourages the audience to think the worst of alicent... again. i feel like they couldnt quite decide to portray her in this scene, among others. so that doesnt help. i think it makes it hard for us to figure out whats supposed to be going on in her head because its like the narrative sometimes doesnt care or know whats actually going on in her head.

[queen-of-songs]

The Accidental Crush of Sansa Stark and the recurring annoyance that followed- Chapter 2 pt.1

"Sansa? If you could date any boy counselors here, who would you date?" Shireen, an adorable little camper asked as she walked all of them to canoeing. Sansa paused. Was her developing attraction that obvious? One of the golden staff rules was that there were to be no summer romances or if there was one, to be discreet to the point leadership didn't have any suspicions.

"She'd date Harry of course! Have you seen the way he looks at her?!" Beth giggled. "They would be like Ariel and...Philip!"

"Philip is Aurora's prince, Beth. Ariel's prince is Eric remember?" Alys shook her head at Beth. "I think Sansa would be happiest with Sam!"

"Sam likes Gilly, he blushes every time he's around her," Osha spoke up and the girls around her nodded in agreement.

"Sansa should go out with Dickon, he's so handsome!" Minisa sighed dreamily while Lyanna rolled her eyes.

"Can't you all see Sansa likes...." Lyanna began before Sansa interrupted her. "Girls, I appreciate you all comparing me to a Disney princess and wishing for my happiness. But I assure you, I don't feel that way toward anyone here."

Most of the girls seemed convinced by her little white lie and forgot about their question within seconds. All except for Lyanna. Lyanna stood behind while the other girls went down to the canoeing river. She tilted her head at Sansa in curiosity and Sansa took a deep breath.

"What is it Lyanna?"

"I saw you look at Jon at the pool yesterday."

"Lyanna, I had sunglasses on. I was looking at everyone in the pool." Sansa scoffed, hoping the defiant little camper would drop it. But Lyanna raised her chin with a sly smile on her face.

"Maybe that's true. But I saw you look at him a couple of times today at breakfast and you didn't have sunglasses then. You get a big smile on your face when he's around like the Disney princesses do."

Perhaps I should tone it down a bit.

Sansa took a moment to collect herself and sighed. "Lyanna, Jon is my coworker and friend. I smile when I see all my coworkers..."

"It's different with Jon. That's the way my mom looked at my dad before he died." Lyanna sadly smiled and quickly ran off to join her fellow campers, while Sansa stood in silence.

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"Girls, can I ask you something?" Sansa asked as she turned up the volume to skype her friends during break time. Margaery was in the process of making an anniversary gift for Theon, Dany was painting her nails so they could be ready for her date night with Daario, Missandei was painting a portrait for Grey, and Brienne was ordering a knife for Jaime's birthday.

"Sure, Sansa!" They all sang in unison.

"Am I being too obvious if one of my campers can tell who I am attracted to?" Sansa spoke quickly, hoping they missed it. But judging by how they were all looking at each other as if they were in the Brady Bunch credits, they did.

"OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Missandei shouted.

"I bet it's Harry! Margaery surmised.

"I think it's Dickon. Did you see the pics Sansa posted that tagged him in? They'd be absolutely perfect together!" Dany sighed happily.

"Well, are you going to tell us who it is?" Brienne rose an eyebrow.

"It's the guy I told you all about that pissed me off a few weeks ago. We've patched things up and he's really...cool." Sansa blushed and saw their collective smiles.

"You never told us Mr. Broody's name, what is it?" Margaery inquired.

"His name is Jon, Jon Snow," Sansa responded, and immediately Dany spat out her drink. "Jon Snow?! You like him?!"

"Yeah. Do you know him Dany?" Sansa asked, confused out of her mind.

"He's my nephew," Dany responded and Margaery's eyes widened. "Dany, how on earth do you have a nephew the same age as you?"

"Remember my older brother Rhaegar? Jon is his whoops kid after he had an affair while Elia was in a coma." Dany shrugged.

"Oh yeah! But you've never mentioned him before, why is that?" Missandei asked in curiosity.

"I didn't know he existed until he came to live with Rhaegar and Elia four years ago. He's hasn't been around much because he was either going to school or working at camp." Dany answered and Brienne leaned forward. "Dany, what were you going to add about Jon earlier when Sansa mentioned that she liked him?"

"He's a great guy...but Sansa, he has a girlfriend. Her name is Lysa Tully. He's been dating her for years. I am truly sorry, Sansa." Dany's face was full of sadness.

"Dany, don't be sorry! I'm glad you told me before I made a fool of myself. Now I can be more cognizant of my actions." Sansa put her hands in a heart shape and Dany laughed as she responded with heart hands back.

"But damn, I wish it were different. It would be so cool to have you as my sis...niece in law. Seven hells, that's so weird...."Dany began before all the girls cackled in unison.

Before long, Margaery narrowed her eyes. That typically meant she was vying for information. "Dany, give us the deets on Lysa."

"My brother and Elia think she's a character," Dany grimaced.

"That sounds like how my grandmother would describe Mr. Baelish and Mr.Varys," Margaery hummed.

"Rhaenys tolerates her and Aegon can't stand to be in the same room as her. My experience made me want to slap her, honestly."

"What happened?" Brienne inquired and Dany sighed. "She made Daario feel uncomfortable because he's not from "here," whatever "here" is supposed to mean."

"Oh. She's one of those types of people... ew does that mean Jon is as well???" Missandei rose an eyebrow.

"No, not by a long shot. Jon is super passionate about social issues and has always been involved in some way or another. He and Lysa got into an argument after she made Daario feel uncomfortable. She ended up apologizing, though I didn't think it was truly genuine. I think it was only to show Jon that she was "improving." Dany shrugged, while Brienne, Margaery, and Missandei collectively sighed. Sansa bit the inside of her cheek.

Of course, he has a girlfriend. He's good looking and has a kind soul. Who was I kidding? Well, maybe I can try to be his friend at least. Yes. That's what I'll do and my feelings will go away. They have before and they will now.

After making her decision, Sansa spoke up.

"Well ladies, enough about me and my sad crush life. Tell me about all your individual plans with your guys!!!!!!"

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"Sansa, you should go! I'm sure it'll be loads of fun!" Her co-counselor Mya exclaimed.

The leadership team decided last minute to have counselor late-night swim and Sansa internally debated if she really wanted to go.

If I am trying to friendzone my crush, shouldn't I try to limit the times I see him wet and shirtless?

"I'm really tired, Mya. I just want to take a hot shower, it's been a really long day."

It wasn't necessarily a bad excuse. It had been a long day. It hadn't even been five minutes after Sansa ended her skype call with her friends when she heard Dickon radio for her help. Two of the girls got into a fight during canoeing and poor Beth cried the entire time after she fell backward in the river. The next skill area didn't fare well either after Minisa got bit by a brown recluse and had to go to the hospital. Then later in the day, the porch swing broke off at the merchandise store and Lyanna sprained her ankle. Sansa had gotten well acquainted with nurse Thoros. Because she worked so well with the little ones, she typically made calls throughout the week but never this many in one week.

"That's true but Sansa, you've been such a trooper today. You deserve a break." Mya reasoned.

"You were there too, Mya. I wouldn't have survived today without you, honestly. In fact, why don't you go tonight and I'll go tomorrow?" Sansa responded.

"Are you sure, Sansa?"

"Absolutely."

"Aww thanks, Sansa." Mya smiled and hugged Sansa tight for a few seconds before going to her room in the cabin to get a bathing suit.

"Oh by the way Mya, I'd wear the blue one. Harry blushes a little when you wear it." Sansa looked at her nails while Mya's mouth slightly dropped.

"How did you know?! I thought I was hiding it well."

"You are! I'm the only one who can really tell because I'm a big sucker for enemies to lovers so I can tell by the little things."

"...Harry blushed a little when I wore it last?"

"Yeah and I'm pretty sure he was going to say something before one of his campers jumped in the pool with his stuffed kittens." Sansa and Mya began chuckling as they remembered the sweet little boy who wanted to prove cats weren't afraid of water.

"Well thank you for the heads up, Sansa." Mya began to leave before leaning back in the doorway. "Should I wear my braids up or down?"

"Do whatever makes you feel confident."

"I'm going to wear them down. Harry Hardyng, here I come." Mya sang as she left the cabin into the hall to go change.

"Sansa?" a soft whisper woke her up and she could see Mya's outline by the bed. Sansa rose up on her elbow and she could tell Mya wanted to talk out in the hall. She followed her out quietly and then sat against the wall.

"Mya, how was it?" Sansa rose an eyebrow and a deep blush appeared on Mya's brown skin.

"It was wonderful. We... we kissed under the water. It was magical." Mya sighed happily and Sansa's heart leaped with joy.

"Did anyone see you two?"

"Surprisingly and thankfully, no. Everyone was distracted by Sam and Gilly. He finally asked her out!"

"Sounds like a good night for everyone it seems." Sansa smiled and closed her eyes for just a moment before Mya spoke up.

"Do you like anyone Sansa?" Sansa opened her eyes to see Mya have an eyebrow raised.

"Erm... not really." Sansa lied and Mya scoffed as she began redoing her braids.

"Are you sure? Because I'm pretty sure I saw you staring at your former pool duty partner a bit the other day. Is that why you switched?"

"For one, for some reason, I thought Jon was going tonight before I remembered he and Harry are co's this week. Two, it doesn't matter how I feel."

"Why doesn't it matter, Sansa?"

"Because he has a girlfriend." Sansa's voice cracked a little and Mya's face filled with sorrow.

"I'm sorry I brought it up, Sansa."

"It's okay."

"What's your game plan?"

"My game plan? I want to become his friend and try to friendzone him."

"Friendzone your crush, hmm. I've never heard of that before. How are you going to do it?"

"Ask him about his girlfriend, what he likes, try to steer from anything super personal, keep a healthy distance, and....I'll talk about guys I find attractive."

"Besides Jon, who else would you want to go on a date with at camp?"

"Not really." Sansa shrugged.

"Any guys back home?"

"Um sort of I guess? If you count teammates/friends Robb brings home during breaks. His is name is Pyp. He's really cool and kind." Sansa smiled.

"Ooh tell me more!" Mya rested her face on her hands as the girls did during storytime before bed.

"He's majoring in Civil Engineering. He plays left wing on the hockey team at White Harbor, he's pretty good. I wouldn't be surprised if he was drafted in the WHL. He's pretty funny and a movie buff."

"Why didn't you go on a date with him then?"

"I was scared after everything that went down with Waymar, that I was a little hesitant to date."

"What did happen with Waymar?" Mya questioned.

"I made a fool out myself for him. I wore different clothes, dyed my hair black, and I even started going by my middle name to seem "cooler" to him. I..." Sansa shuddered. "I gave him special favors in the hopes, he just so he'd finally see me. One day, he texted me to meet up with him at his house and I went over thinking that he was going to ask me to be his girlfriend. I got there and the door was wide open. I thought it was a bit strange and I went in, worried if Waymar was okay when I heard noises coming from his bedroom. I opened the door and caught him having sex with my former best friend Myranda. I closed the door and ran down the stairs. Waymar and Myranda came down right before I left. Waymar forgot he texted me and tried to apologize while Myranda just smirked at me. I asked her 'How could you?' and she said 'You're the biggest fool to ever think you had a shot with Waymar and I only became friends with you to get to him along with your money. Who would anyone ever want to date someone like you? You're a stupid and ugly little girl. Oh, you're crying now. How sad? No one's ever had the guts to tell you that? You're sasquatch with no curves or boobs."

Sansa looked down at the crown, while hot tears streamed down her face. Mya gathered her in her arms as Sansa sobbed.

"You know what Myranda said about you isn't true right? You're beautiful on the inside and out. Hell, I wish I was as tall and skinny as you." Mya whispered while Sansa shook her head.

"Mya, you're beautiful."

"So are you! Being tall sounds great, I don't like always having to crane my neck to look at Harry when we're bantering. The pool is probably one of the few kisses where he won't have to practically bend down to kiss me. Don't get me started on being curvy and having to find jeans that don't feel like they're not suffocating my thighs and butt while having a huge awkward gap in the back." Mya ranted. "Don't be hard on yourself, Sansa. You're amazing, you need to believe that. The girls love you, I love you, your other friends and family love you, and everyone at camp does. You need to love yourself."

"Thank you, Mya. You're right, I do need to work on loving myself." Sansa smiled.

"That's the spirit!" Mya high fived her and then they heard the door open from Mya's room to see Beth's face full of tears.

"What's wrong Beth? Did you have a nightmare?" Mya asked, her voice full of concern.

"No, I..." Beth's lip wobbled. "Miss Mya, I woke up and I realized I don't have any more underwear for the rest of the week."

"How many did you bring Beth?" Sansa asked as Beth sat down in between her and Mya.

"My brother packed me six."

Only six for Sunday through Friday? I'd pack at least twelve or fourteen... Wait! It's only Tuesday?!

"But it's only Tuesday Beth, how did you go through six?" Mya's eyes widened.

"I... I peed myself a bit on Sunday when I was waiting for the bathroom after I took my shower, so I had to change. Monday, I got my unicorn undies wet from the shower after I dropped them. I asked Lyanna to get some out of my bag. Today, after I fell in the water I got scared I was going to get leeches so I changed into my last pair. I just keep getting bad luck!" Beth started to tear up and an idea popped up in Sansa's mind.

"Beth, are all your dirty clothes in a bag?" Sansa asked.

Beth nodded and Sansa sighed in relief.

"Okay, I'm going to wash all of your dirty clothes in the washer and you'll have your five pairs clean again."

"Won't people judge me for re-wearing the same undies again?"

"No, it's none of their business and besides sometimes I wear the same undies when I don't take a shower for a day if I didn't sweat." Sansa shrugged.

"Same." Mya agreed and Beth looked at the both of them in amazement.

"Thank you so much, Miss Sansa and Miss Mya!" Beth hugged them both and went back into Mya's room.

"What. A. Night," Mya exclaimed and Sansa couldn't help but agree.

"Drinking coffee right before lunch?" Jon asked as Sansa filled her coffee mug.

"Yep. I'm exhausted, I had to wash one of my girls' clothes because she didn't pack enough underwear. She was upset and it broke my heart. Yesterday just wasn't her day."

"Beth right? She's a sweetheart." Jon smiled before he took a sip of his tea.

"She definitely is." Sansa nodded in agreement.

"Is she your favorite this week?"

"We as counselors aren't supposed to have favorites." Sansa attempted to be stern as Jon rose an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes. Sansa began laughing so hard that her nose snorted and coffee spilled down her nose.

She grabbed a napkin and dabbed at her nose, refusing to make eye contact with him.

Seven hells, why must I embarrass myself in front of hot guys??? Why can't my laugh be sweet and adorable???

"I like your laugh, it's cute. You should do it more often." Jon's deep voice broke into her reverie and she lifted her eyes to see a small grin on his face.

"You should make more dramatic faces and jokes then," Sansa smiled back and Jon laughed a little.

"Noted." Jon nodded and then his eyebrows knitted together. "I just realized you didn't go to last night's late-night."

"Nope, besides doing Beth's laundry, I took a hot shower and talked to Mya out in the hall for a bit."

"Oh, Mya? Harry had heart eyes when he came back to the cabin last night. About damn time something happened."

"Mr. Jon? Did you just curse on campgrounds?" Sansa dramatically exclaimed and Jon chuckled as he shook his head.

"I sure did, Miss Sansa. Am I going to lose points now?"

[oursisthefvry]

five letters sansa didn’t send and one she did

i.

The North is different without you. Colder. The people are getting more restless by the day, I fear the worst is coming soon.

Littlefinger has something up his sleeve. I don’t know what but I know that it’s not good. He’ll try to sway me with his pretty words but know that I will never break the trust that you have given me.

I saw you before you left for the South. You came out of the crypt, Littlefinger behind you. Did you hurt him Jon? If you did I fear that he’ll try and make your downfall quicker and more painful. Please Jon, don’t do anything irrational, I know your temper can get the best of you sometimes.

Stay safe.

I miss you.

ii.

Arya is home. I missed her.

She’s different than before, though I guess everyone is. She’s scarred and seen things that I wished and prayed she would have never seen. Her eyes though seem to be void of emotion are swimming in rage and sadness.

Arya’s stronger, I’m very proud. Though I fear for her and dare I say it, a piece of me is afraid of her too. I can’t bare to think of what she’s done to survive, I do know it’s not pretty though. Maybe she and I are more similar than I thought.

Littlefinger is curious about her. If I know him correctly a plan is taking place in his mind. I need to put a stop to it. I need my family here. I need you here.

iii.

You betrayed the North. Your family. Me. I don’t know if you understand how much I went though to make sure we get our home back Jon, our home. How much I bled, how much I cried and screamed for it. It was so easy to give though, wasn’t it? Gift something that I bled for easily.

I trusted you. You were the only person I trusted, Jon. The person that I put my hands to, showed my scars and told my unfortunate stories, yet I bet that was never on your mind when you bent the knee and gave her the North, did you? Tell me, is the Dragon Queen so beautiful that you forgot your loyalty to the North and your family.

Do not think that the North will forgive this easily Jon. You may be able to sway them to join you into the battle, but after that the war for the North’s independence will rage. Whose side will you be on?

The North remembers, do not ever forget that.

iv.

It’s hard not to watch you watch her, it’s hard not to notice the lingering looks you share. It’s hard not to notice my heart hurting every time you do so. Tell me brother, why are my feelings like this? Am I no better than Cersei Lannister? Am I truly fashioning my life after the woman who caused our family’s demise?

It aches, Jon. It shouldn’t though, shouldn’t it? If my feelings truly are sisterly for you.

Even when I deem to hate you I cannot. Hating you should be so easy after what you’ve done...so why is it so hard?

v.

Aegon Targaryen. Are the Targaryens so crazy that they’ll name two sons from the same family the same name? That’s not your name. Not to me, Arya, Bran, Sam or Tormund, not to those who know you, the real you. Your name is Jon Snow, you belong to House Stark, you have Stark blood running in you.

I told you once that I considered you a Stark and I will always mean that.

Rhaegar Targaryen may have placed his seed into Aunt Lyanna but it was Father that raised you, that taught you to be the person you are today.

The Northern Lords will not be pleased but I will be there for you, so will the rest of your family -the rest of your pack.

You will always be Jon to me.

+1

I thought we would never see Spring. I thought I would never hear the laughter of the children again, or the flowers in bloom. See genuine smiles upon the faces of people.

It’s there now though. It’s because of you that happened. No matter how much you try and say that everyone did it, it was you that led them to defeat the Army of the Undead. Who told everyone, who feared for everyone’s safety in Westeros.

I’m proud of you Jon and I know that Father would have been too.

There are talks of you going South with the Dragon Queen.

Don’t go.

Arya and Bran needs you. I need you here, with me in the North trying to rebuild what’s ours. The pack needs to stay together, to survive.

It’s up to you though in the end, my words are nothing, the choice is yours. I know that you have Targaryen blood in your veins but I beg you to not forget us.

If you go South and decide to rule, do not forget the North, your family, me. As we will never forget you.

I lov

-Sansa

Jon held the piece of parchment in his hand, he stood up once again pacing her solar for what seemed like the tenth time. He looked down at the bed and saw the other parchments littered with Sansa’s handwriting. It wasn’t his fault that he found them, truly. It was laying on her desk, half-covered with a book, but he still saw his name and curiosity peaked in him.

The door finally opened and he saw the woman that he was looking for. She still hasn’t noticed him and he was torn between berating her for not seeing there was an intruder in the room, and looking at her.

It seemed like the last time they were alone and he could really speak to her was before he went South. After that, she disappeared whenever he was near and his heart clenched whenever he didn’t see her comforting presence.

“Jon.” Sansa turned around and was surprised at Jon standing in the middle of her solar, a small parchment in his hand.

“I received your letter,” he mumbled.

Sansa nodded, “I can see that.” She moved forward towards her window.

“There was never a choice to make.” He needed to put that out there. How could she ever think that he would choose anything over the North, his pack, her?

She gave him a brief glance, “You never know. People change and so do their opinions.”

“The North is a part of me,” Jon walked up to where Sansa was. He stood next to her, and looked out the window. “I would never leave the North unless I have to.” I would never leave you unless I have to. How much he wanted to utter those words but he knew that he couldn’t right now. Sansa looked at him and he knew right then that she somehow heard the unspoken words.

“If there’s one thing I know in this world for certain, is that I would never choose anything over our family. Nothing in this world can do that. Not for a crown, not even legitimizing me. Do you understand that?” He gently turned her so Sansa could look at him. “Sansa.”

She nodded, “I do.”

Jon took a deep breath, it was now or never. “I need you to understand another thing as well.” She tilted her head a fraction imploring him to go on. “There is no woman that could ever compare to you. There is no woman that I would choose over you. There is no other love I would choose than yours.”

He looked at her and surely he saw her walls crumbling down. He finally saw the eyes that he loved, the eyes that held the warmth and love whenever he looked into them. Gone was his Queen of Ice, here now was his Sansa.

“I never thought,” Sansa started. For once she was at lost for words and for once Jon seems that he has the perfect words.

“I know, my love,” he removed the space between, now holding her as close as he can. As the King and Queen of the North looked out onto the now melting snow of Winterfell, they can briefly see four large Direwolves. The largest looked straight on at Jon and Sansa.

She quickly turned to Jon, a familiar tug in her heart. “Jon, it’s them.”

Jon looked at the Direwolves, the alpha nodded once and then howled. The rest followed, “Aye, it is.” He knew who they were and it was no consequence that he and Sansa should see them after they’ve talked. “It seems like Father’s gave us his blessing.”

[ladyninjaa]

Homecoming

Imagine: Seeing Gendry after your father, Ser Davos, helped him escape Dragonstone.

You thought you’d never gaze upon Dragonstone again. This place haunted you. There were bad memories here. In a flash, you remember witnessing the Red Woman burning men alive as a sacrifice to this Lord of Light or whatever bullshit she called this God.

Your alliance had changed but perhaps for the better. Your father, Ser Davos, was walking with Jon Snow. You lingered behind. They were talking about their latest plan—Ser Davos would sneak Lord Tyrion Lannister into King’s Landing. Lord Tyrion would then try to speak with his older brother—the Kingslayer Jaime Lannister.

They would leave this evening. You often found humor in certain situations. Once upon a time your father was trying to take King’s Landing and fighting against Lord Tyrion who used wild-fire. The same fire that killed your older brother but you held no grudge towards Tyrion because it hadn’t been his idea—it had been that whore Cersei’s fault.

You looked into the sky and saw the Queen’s dragons flying about. Dangerous as they might be, you thought they were very beautiful. You admired Rhaegal the most because of his green scales with bronze markings. Drogon was far too dark and aggressive for her liking. Viserion had a milder temper but it was Rhaegal who seemed the calmest of the trio.

You were glad to be here at Dragonstone for simpler matters—no men were burning here. There was no stench of burning flesh lingering. It was only the smell of salty water and wet sand that greeted you.

“Y/N?” Jon called your attention.

Your eyes left the shores of the beach and towards your King. His dark, brooding eyes were heavy with concern and anxiety. You felt for your King because of the weight on his shoulders…with the Wight Walkers closing in from the North and Cersei Lannister to the South…and here he was mining the only positive way to kill a Wight.

Your father had wandered off into the Dragon-glass cave.

You walked up to Jon with curiosity, “Yes, milord?”

Jon gave you a firm stare, “How many times must I tell you not to call me that? I get that enough from your father.” He is sulking like some child which amuses you.

You smile slightly, “Sorry, Jon.” You correct yourself.

Jon gives a shake of his head and sighs, “What do you think of this mess?” He asks you.

You stay silent as you watch your King. He is gazing out into the waters as if they had the answers he sought. “It’s shit,” You murmured quietly as you take your place beside him, “A lot of us have lost our families but we continue to fight because we must. I want to settle down and have kids, Jon, and in order to do that I must do what I can to bring peace into this world.” You tell him truthfully.

He in turn stares at you with sincerity. Jon liked you and sought out your friendship often because you weren’t afraid to speak your mind. You were truthful without fear and acted like a Lady despite your upbringing in Flea Bottom.

“And what if I fail to bring that peace?” Jon questions eager to hear your answer. 

You stare at him, “I don’t believe you will, Jon.” You answer without a second thought.

Jon is surprised to hear the confidence in your voice, “And why is that?”

You chuckled quietly and watch the sea-birds fly above your head, “Because no King has fought as hard as you to bring peace into this Kingdom—not your father, not Aegon, not even Robert Baratheon.”

Jon was left speechless.

**

It hadn’t been two days when your father returned. You were in the caves with Jon mining Dragon-glass. You were a woman but you could get your hands dirty if need be. It certainly caught the attention of the Dothraki. “Here, drink some water.” Jon came up to you and handed you a jug of water. 

“Thank you.” You said with a small smile before drinking.

“You work too hard and you might pass out, Y/N,” Jon frowned at you, you had been working in the caves since your father left, “Why don’t you go on and take a few hours to rest and freshen up?” He suggests as he takes the water jug from you and sets it down.

His eyes are staring at you intently. You find yourself smiling at him because he is reminding you so much of your older brother. Jon is taken back by the sadness he sees in your pretty eyes. Matthos…you missed him so much that at times it was almost unbearable.  

“Y/N?” Jon reached out to touch your shoulder.

You shook your head and chuckled thickly, “Forgive me, it’s just that you remind me so much of my brother.” You tell him and wipe at your teary eyes.

Jon gives a sad smile but before he could say anything, the sound of your father’s voice caught your attention. “Father!” You smiled relieved that he was back and not harmed. You embraced him tightly and he was happy to embrace you back. “You sure took your sweet time.” You complained with a frown.

“Ser Davos, your daughter was getting worried.” Jon greeted with a pleased smile.

“When isn’t she worried?” Your father chuckles before slightly turning to someone who had been behind him, “This is Clovis—“

“Name’s Gendry, Your Grace.” The man walked up boldly to your King.

It took you a spilt second to realize who this was because his name did not fit the face you once saw many years ago. This Gendry was tall, lean, and confident. The last time you had seen this man was after what the Red Woman had done to him and had left him to die…but you were there and managed to clean him up and convince your father to help him escape death.

You hadn’t been sure where your father had sent this young lad but you were happy that he was still alive. “I’m Robert Baratheon’s son—bastard son.” Gendry hadn’t noticed you yet he was too busy staring at Jon with hope and determination.

Your father had this annoyed expression on his face. You giggled and he shot you a small glare. Jon looked at your father for confirmation and even looked a bit stunned to hear such news. Your father looked at Jon and sighed, “He was meant to keep that to himself.” Your father grumbled shooting Gendry with a small glare.

Gendry was determined to tag along with Jon. Their fathers had once fought together in war similar to this one. It was instant friendship it would seem. Gendry and Jon seemed to like one another. You smiled fondly because for once Jon looked genuinely happy to meet someone like himself.

Your father would follow Jon and Gendry on this suicide mission. Jon had gone as far as personally asking the Queen to shelter you until they returned. You protested and urged Jon to let you come along but everyone voiced that where they were going…would be too dangerous for you.

The Queen had felt your pain before and spoke to you after the meeting. She did like you and you were grateful towards her. She understood you and that was all you needed to give her your trust.

But now Gendry would be going and all he could do was swing his stupid hammer.

Last you checked, he was getting foolishly seduced by the Red Woman and getting himself nearly killed. You scowled at him before turning to Jon hotly, “How come he gets to go but I can’t? I’ve had more bloody experience fighting then him.”

Your father sighs knowing this would happen.

Jon isn’t surprised.

But Gendry was. He turned and looked at you for the first time in a long way—way too long in his opinion. His eyes feasted on the beauty that often haunted his dreams and nightmares. The girl who saved him was now a young woman….a gorgeous woman at that. His eyes stared at your pretty eyes with shock.

“Y/N, don’t’ start.” Your father sighs.

“Oy, I’ve fought and I’ve killed more men then him. I should have the right to go.” You bellow out with a frown.

“Y/N, I can’t have you getting hurt. You mean a lot to a lot of people. I wouldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.” Jon told you sternly with brotherly protectiveness.

“Y/N…” Gendry said your name softly.

You met his beautiful blue eyes—they were such a lovely shade of blue. You feel your heart clench and your body tremble. He has grown…he was much different from the scared young lad you saw many years ago.

“You two know each other?” Jon asks not looking pleased by the look of shock and awe on Gendry’s face.

Ser Davos nods, “Yes, they do. Y/N convinced me to save his life.”

“I owe you my life,” Gendry told you quietly resisting the urge to stand close to you just to feel your presence once more, “Twice over.”

“Well, I do remember that I was the one who actually saved you.” Your father remarked with a frown.

“I was the one who cleaned him up and fed him food for several days before you threw him in a row-boat.” You told your father with a stern look, “The poor boy didn’t even know how to swim at the time, father.”

Your father looks away bashfully and mutters curses.

Gendry smiles, “You haven’t lost your touch I see.” He teases.

You feel your cheeks burn and smile, “But you have changed.” You tell him trying not to admire his full-grown beauty.

Jon is looking between the two of you with a frown. “Y/N, don’t you have some resting to do?” Jon is eager to get you away from Gendry. He didn’t like the looks he was giving you and the looks you were giving him.

It reminded him too much of how Sansa acted when that twat Joffrey came to Winterfell so long ago. He felt protective of you. He wasn’t entirely sure he trusted Gendry with you just yet.

You give Jon a glare, “Will you let me join you to Eastmarch?”

“No.” Jon answered in a heart-beat.

You growl under your breath, “This is because I’m a woman, isn’t it?”

Jon almost groaned, “No, it is because I care for your safety. Your father cares for your safety and I’ve only met this bloke for five minutes but I know he cares for your safety,” You blush furiously at Jon’s words and your father is frowning at them, “The point very well is that you are far too cared for to be thrown into danger like that. Your father already lost a child, he doesn’t need to lose another one.”

His words hit home with you.

You shut up and nod avoiding eye-contact with all three men. You turn to leave without another word. Jon sighs feeling angry that he has unsettled you. Ser Davos felt for his daughter but knew that this was the best option for her. He didn’t want to lose her either.

“You care for my daughter?” Davos asked Gendry who stared after you.

Gendry looked back at the Onion Knight with wide eyes, “What?”

Jon snorted, “Isn’t it obvious?”

perhaps a part two?

[thesuperwhovian]

11 Questions Tag Game

I was tagged by @babygirl06301 Thank yoooooooou. 

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1. Top 5 fictional characters of ALL TIME?

 You sure started off with a hard question. It’s so hard for me to pick just 5 fictional characters considering i obsess over just about everything. Here we goooo. 

Jon Snow: He is by far the best character of all time. Considering how much I love Game of Thrones this one probably isn't a shocker to the people who know me. Jon goes through a lot of pain and suffering through the show and it shows when he is trying to protect something he truly believes in. Besides his good looks and his loyalty, something about him is inviting and before you know it you are cheering on the little bastard from the north... Or... Aegon, yah know whoever he is. 

Dean Winchester: Alright so this one is probably not a shocker either, but Supernatural was the first show I ever fangirled about seriously and Dean was the first fictional character I really fell in love with. His character development is seriously top tier. What I really love about him is that he’s not afraid to tell people how it is. He speaks his mind and that is one quality I wish I had myself.  When he’s hurting he tries to push everyone away and play it off like it doesn't matter but deep down he genuinely cares about everyone. and plus he’s got a badass demeanor is what originally made me love him. 

Katherine Pierce: In The Vampire Diaries, Katherine was always hated by every character in the show and fans of the show. But to me, Katherine showed some courageous qualities that made her interesting to me. She's evil as fuck, but honestly thats what is so good about her. She doesn't take anyones shit, she is almost always betraying someone, but yet everyone in the show would keep working with her or trust her. She caused a lot of issues, but it made the show fun to watch. Plus there were moments where she would do the right thing and you couldn't help but relate to her. 

Spike: I have gone on and on about this character in the past. Spike is such a damaged soul, but just like I mentioned before about Katherine, His character benefits from it. As the show goes on his character goes though alot of development and I think the reason why I loved his character so much was due to his raw emotion. Spike mentions that he is love’s bitch etc. He knows that he has all these feelings but yet as a vampire he shouldn't feel this. Despite the fact that Buffy the Vampire Slayer was a show about vampires, i related to his character more than any others. 

Wonder Woman: Considering that it was the first successful solo female superhero movie should be enough, but Diana is legit amazing. She doesn't back down from anything, she doesn't let people tell her she cant do something. Besides her kickass costume, her passion and curiosity for humans is what really shines through. Sure she does look badass and she's strong too, but her true power comes from her heart. Which speaks to me on another fucking level. 

2. If you could have literally any animal as a pet, what would you choose?

Any pet? Hm, Like, if I could own a Lion and not have it rip my face off that would be so fucking cool. Imagine cuddling with a lion. Like... If it was the sweetest Lion and you could feed it, play with it. Omg. How much fun. I love exotic animals. 

3. Given the opportunity, what musical artist would you want to sing/dance on stage with?

The fucking goddess herself. DEMI LOVATO. I love her so much and being able to sing the same songs that have touched my heart over these years, on stage, with her?! Omg what a fucking privilage that would be. 

4. What is the most ridiculous holiday you can think of (whether already in existence or not)?

NATIONAL FRIED CHICKEN DAY. IM SORRY BUT CAN WE NOT? 

5. What do you feel is the most overrated piece of technology?

Okay this is actually hard for me, considering I love technology. I’d have to say the Apple Watch. I know I know, you may be saying “But Morgan, dont you have an Apple Watch?” Yeah I do, I spent $300 on it and barely use it. 

6. What are a few features your dream house would have?

Honestly? I never really thought about the house I would own. I suppose having a beautiful house would be ideal right? Id seriously like a working 2 door garage.... So I wouldn't have to keep my car outside in the winter, plus I'm sick of brushing snow off my car... 

7. When you think of yourself, what color do you assosiate with yourself?

Red, I feel like I have a fiery spirit but yet sometimes I get in a little slump where all I feel is pain like flames... LOL OKAY WHAT DID I JUST SAY. 

8. Llamas or alpacas?

CARL?!?!?!?!?!?

9. Top Hat or Newsboy Cap?

Newsboy cap, my grandpa used to wear one everyday. 

10. Mountains or forests?

Mountains intrigue me. Especially if you go hiking, some of the prettiest sights I've ever seen were from hiking up mountains. 

11. How easily do you get scared (i.e., would anything relatively creepy scare you, would you have to watch some pretty heavy stuff to get nightmares, or something in between)?

I honestly used to be so hard to scare. I used to go see scary movies with my friends all the time back in the day, but now I seem to get scared easier. I’ve gone through haunted houses and thought I would pass out because I wasn't sure what would happen. I suppose that is because I’m not in control of what will happen. 

I do like to watch Ghost Adventures and anything that falls along those lines. After watching the show I always have a weird feeling. I tend to look over my shoulder more or out of the corner of my eye, thinking I see some shit. Then that feeling goes away like a day later. IM FUCKING WEIRD I KNOW. 

My Questions:

1. What was the reason you decided to start your Tumblr?

2. What are your top 5 music artists? 

3. What was the first tv show that changed your life? 

4. If you would wear one outfit for the rest of your life what would it be? 

5. Marvel or Dc?

6. Do you have any hidden talents?

7. What is your #1 ship? and why?

8. What is your dream job? 

9. Dinner and a movie or take-out and Netflix?

10. Android or Apple?

11. When are you the happiest? 

Again, thanks for tagging me @babygirl06301. Im not sure if anyone would like to do this, but il tag y’all anyway! @shewhohangsoutincemeteries @stevebarnacles @musicismysecondlanguage @kingpadackles  @letsgetdowney @loserasss @p4nd4m0nium @angelsandaliensspndw @theinternetaddictedmoron

[joshmspicer]

Omfg “talk about” is a lot cuter than ask me

Nabbed from @qookyquiche​

1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie. I saw a trailer for it ages ago and I didn’t know what it was, so I decided to sit down and [watch it legally online] and I fell in love with it. Secret of Kells is a damn treasure.

2: Talk about your first kiss. Never had one.

3: Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for. Oh man. If we’re talking legitimate romance than I she was my coworker and eventual employee, but I knew her for a solid three years but never could or just never did ask about her. We got along so great and had so many shared interests. She always talked about her boyfriend and how she bagged on him for caring more about himself and his school than a girlfriend, which would be fine, but he literally had no time for her and it hurt to hear.

4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far. Leaving Minneapolis completely when my dad died.

5: Talk about the best birthday you’ve had. Didny Worl

6: Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had. The one where my cat died, my dog died, or my Grandma died?

7: Talk about your biggest insecurity. I just want everyone to like me or like the person I am. If somebody doesn’t like me I’d like to figure out why.

8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of. I wrote the first draft of a novel.

9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most. My hair. My feet.

10: Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had. My mom and I really got into it one time after she stole from me due to her gambling addiction than tried to kill herself (she didn’t succeed and that was years ago). Pretty sure we didn’t talk for a few days after that despite being in the same house.

11: Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had. My Grandma had died fairly recently and I had this dream where my family and I were at a mall and my Grandma came down an escalator wearing this beautiful flowing white dress. My family and I ran towards her and we all just smiled and had a good time for how little the dream lasted.

12: Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had. Couldn’t tell you for sure but I was in bed, might’ve had sleep paralysis, but this weird creature just kinda came down from the ceiling and jumped on me. Woke up gasping. Woke my sister up in the room next door.

13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time. This is weird. I guess we’re--I’d rather not. I wouldn’t know where to start.

14: Talk about a vacation. Went to the Mississippi for one of my birthdays. Stayed in a nice cabin and had a great time with my family. Went fishing a couple days, went to a mine where we were early but the guys let us come upstairs and hang around for a bit until they were ready. They gave us soda which for a kid as young as me made them instantly cool. The mine itself was awesome. I got a nice science book for my birthday that I fell in love with. I got hay fever in the middle but all in all I had a great time.

15: Talk about the time you were most content in life. Late 2011 to Early 2012. I’ve talked about it extensively but as part of the brony fandom I felt like I had found my place. I was making consistent (albeit shitty) raps, consistent (albeit shitty) stories, I was on top of the world as a mod for Mic, I felt like I could do no wrong. I didn’t have a job and stayed up until 3 AM almost everyday, sometimes later depending on the day or just if I forget to sleep or not. I even modded the stream for the January BronyCon and Alex S’ debut of “We Only Got One Life to Live” was the absolute peak moment for me.

16: Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to. I have literally never been to a party.

17: Talk about someone you want to be friends with. He’s a guy who isn’t afraid to tell you what he thinks even if he’s a fucking prick about it, but the guy is genuinely nice and wants to help you out if he trusts you. He’s a guy where I can’t tell if he likes me or not depending on the week.

18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school. Pokemon craze went wild and I had two friends that I absolutely adored and were totally into it. Almost everything we did was Pokemon related.

19: Talk about something that happened in middle school. Fuck middle school. With a fucking passion. Worst time of my life. Fuck it. Hope it burns down.

20: Talk about something that happened in high school. I looked like McLovin a lot as a freshman and as the movie had just came out, I was called that a lot. I just accepted it and rode that shit to the end. I was like by a lot of people but it still felt fake at times.

21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down. I was in middle school. I was randomly asked by this person I don’t know. I guess we dated for like half a day but we never spoke to each other at all before or after.

22: Talk about your worst fear. I’ll be completely alone with nothing to go for me and it’ll be all my fault.

23: Talk about a time someone turned you down. Never asked anybody despite somebody apparently liking me since elementary school, even though it was obvious I liked her but apparently she didn’t want to ask?

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot. A lot of the quotes I remember are shit I make up.

25: Talk about an ex-best friend. He was my best friend since middle school. I hung out at his house a lot but a lot of the time his “jokes” were pretty fucking rude and could border on sexual harassment, but since this was middle school, he was the only friend I basically had so I had to deal with him. It all came to ahead during high school when he brought along a guy who was really cool but kind of a tool, a guy who was a fucking prick but tried to hide behind the fact that he was uber fat, and a fucker who wouldn’t stop farting on you and used it as a joke while putting you down. The latter tried to fart on me again and I had enough so I grabbed the guy’s shirt and ripped it. Everybody blamed me (except for the first guy), of course, despite everything just kind of coming ahead. My “best friend”’s Dad kicked us out and sent us all home. My “best friend” dedicated a song on his CD in the car ride home to him and offered him a shirt. We dicked around in an Aegon parking lot near my house and they took my shoes, threatening to throw them in a nearby creek until a cop stopped us.

I saw my “best friend” later on when he invited me out, but because at this point I was much more confident and accepting of myself and he was still the same old dick, we didn’t do a whole lot before he took me back home. Apparently he’s doing better now? I don’t care.

26: Talk about things you do when you’re sick. Try to do not a goddamn thing but power through on my computer. Drink water and take pills.

27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body. Eyes or their face.

28: Talk about your fetishes. Skirts are my true weakness. Clothed.

29: Talk about what turns you on. Skirts, again.

30: Talk about what turns you off. If somebody’s clearly not into something.

31: Talk about what you think death is like. Either we repeat the cycle with the same damn things forever, not remembering the previous life, things change in the next cycle, or we’re reincarnated as something or someone else.

32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood. We used to live in an old office building turned into a house across the street from a church. I learned to ride my bike in their parking lot and we used to play with a ball in a back part as well as on their playground.

33: Talk about what you do when you are sad. I shut myself in and try not to let anybody know I’m not happy. A lot of people who know me still know though.

34: Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured. I broke my pinky on one of those rolling fences (because why not, it looked fun). My pinky nail was shoved in my hand while the ring finger and middle finger was just removed completely.

35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing. Being so hard on myself all the fucking time. Taking everything to heart. Saying the wrong shit at the wrong time. Stuttering all the fucking time. Knowing what to do and when to do it.

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures. I don’t believe in guilty pleasures, but I guess all the animation I watch. It’s fine to talk about here, but to do it with the people I hang out with is generally impossible.

37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with. This girl at work who I thought I liked but turned out to be somebody who loves to gossip and won’t stop bitching about people on the job.

38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people. Nah

39: Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier. How to be confident and not take too much shit. Or to stop crying at stupid times.

40: Talk about the end of something in your life.  The last time I had a serious and legitimate connection with one of my cousins was ages ago. The last time we spoke we basically agreed that we didn’t like who we were at that time. Now she has a fiance (probably at this point, it took him long enough) and is a common horse wrangler, something she loves, and I’m much more conversational and relax.

[atopvisenyashill]

you think the reason why grrm is reluctant to do gay incest is because he's like "oh, readers will assume i associate real lgbt ppl with incest and degeneracy and i don't want them to think that :( i shall commit myself to portraying same-sex relationships as realistic, humanizing romances :) none of the nasty, toxic stuff, i shall save that for the heterosexuals"

i'm not totally sure about that being a reason although then again...okay this might be a little all over the place but like on the one hand i feel like 'well he just writes whatever and doesn't think about the audience' but i DO think that part of his inability to hunker down and write the last two books is because he's kinda concerned about audience reception of what he's written. like, in context i'm sure a lot of what those two idiots wrote for the later seasons makes so much more sense, is in general much better, but the backlash being that crazy, imo, really has him sweating. especially because (iirc) there was already a lot of "now what are we doing" comments when he introduced the young griff and quentyn story lines seemingly out of nowhere in adwd. although with that said, he's been kind of handwavey of some of the misogyny criticisms so idk that he cares one way or another whether people think his queer characters are toxic or not lmao.

i've been of the mind that he essentially realized that gay people exist sometime in the mid aughts though alkjsfl. For Me, there feels like a bit of a change from the sort of subtextually playing around with gender roles and sexuality thing to more overt queer themes as the series goes on - JonCon being our first canon queer pov, the crazy toxic yuri going on with Taena/Cersei and how it's a lot more nuanced than some of his other similar pairings (*coughs*), Sweets being a rather significant minor character in Tyrion (and briefly Quentyn's) chapters. I think when he first started writing, he felt like the complexity of the Renly/Loras relationship was like..."enough" rep, that anything more would be inaccurate, only to come around to the idea years later that perhaps it's more accurate that more queer characters exist. and he's always prided himself on the accuracy, and defended the accuracy of what insane conservative culture war people would call "dei representation" ie the mere existence of queer people, of people of color, of queer people, in history. people will say arya or brienne are anachronistic, and he will fight them p hard on that and rightly. people will pretend like renly, loras, and joncon are anachronistic and he'll double down by giving loras and joncon two of the most well known romantic lines in the series. etc etc. so moving into f&b, i think the narrative focus on rhaena and her girlfriends, laenor and his boyfriends, and all the implied stuff about aegon the conqueror, the dragonstone polycule, daemon wanting to be viserys' wife, etc etc, i think that was him trying to branch out a bit and be like "okay so what characters do i have where it would strengthen the narrative if there was a level of queerness here" (because iirc, rhaena was stated to marry androw farman for love, like ANDROW himself initially in twoiaf, but he changed it to being for elissa later. i think he felt like having a lesbian queen here would be narratively interesting - and like, he's correct, rhaena being a lesbian is probably one of the better narrative choices of f&b).

but i also feel like....i know i say this a lot but he IS ultimately a white man named george who is pushing 80 and grew up in fucking jersey lmao. i don't want to knock him too much, like, i think he is much more self aware than people give him credit for, but i also think similar to his like, old timey old fashioned orientalism he is like Genuinely kind of afraid of writing a gay character aljsflkj