#literally the only one i did not turn my eyes away from was the jonerys boatsex

[elsakey]

Yo this is embarrassing but I honestly can't watch sex scenes in tv shows/film

[thousandeyesand-one]

The Alliance of Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen

I was re-reading ADWD recently & I came across something that prompted this meta..I don't know if this has been done before it probably has been but since the S07E07 script has been released I really wanted to address the politicality of everything this season. This is gonna be a thread!

S07E01- DRAGONSTONE

There isn't much jonerys build up as such in this episode instead both Jon and daenerys's individual storylines are set up. Jon organizes Northern defence which is literally his entire motive this season to strengthen & weaponise the Northern army against the coming Storm. Daenerys reaches Westeros, dragonstone more accurately. Her storyline is set up as a new force in the game here to retake the iron throne & unite Westeros under her rule.

S07E02-STORMBORN

•This episode is where the collision course of these long lost targ babes was set up & no am not talking about tyrion's or sam's raven. I am talking about Olenna Tyrell. During the council meeting of daenerys & all her allies they discuss their battle plans after which Olenna advices dany. I may be wrong but olenna's advice sounds very similar to quaithe's prophecy/advice. The show didn't really adhere to dany's one too many prophecies in the books. Her stay in Qarth was much more prophetic than the show bothered to show including quaithe. She was in the show but not nearly as highlighted as the books treat her to be. Here are the quotes..

".. peace never lasts my dear. Will you take a bit of advice from an old woman?" *dany nods* "He's a clever man, your hand, I've known a great many clever men I've outlived them all. You know why? I ignored them the Lords of Westeros are sheep, are you a sheep? No. You're a Dragon. Be a Dragon."

                                                         -Olenna Tyrell S07E02

"Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and Griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal." "Daenerys. Remember the Undying. Remember who you are." "The blood of the dragon"

                                                                  -Quaithe (ADWD)

•So like many other character amalgamations or character moments amalgamations that the show has done over 6 seasons before, Olenna served quaithe's purpose in S07. Because her words set daenerys's behavior & mindset for the entire length of the season. Olenna's/Quaithe's words are completely in contrast to what Mel said earlier in that episode.. " D: .. and you believe this prophecy refers to me?M: Prophecies are dangerous things I believe you have a role to play as does another.. the King in the North Jon Snow." "Summon Jon Snow let him stand before you & tell you the things that have happened to him.. the things that he has seen with his own eyes" Mel unlike Olenna or quaithe asked daenerys to stand equal to someone. To consider this Jon Snow guy & his story as both of them have a role to play in the Long Night. Daenerys soon turns this mel's prophetic orchestrated alliance into political one by commanding to send a raven to ask Jon Snow to Bend the Knee.

When they are discussing about making this invitation a political one this ☝️is how Mel reacts she doesn't approve of this but she doesn't say anything coz she learned from her mistakes. "My time whispering in the ear's of Kings has come to an end.. " She let this alliance that she set up take a shape of its own without interfering as to how or what! 

•Jon on the other hand ever since he saw the Night King at Hardhome his mind has been hell bent on the Great War. He was barely ever interested in the politics of the Seven kingdoms so now is no different time that he is using his position as King in the North to ultimately fulfill his main motive of securing the North against the AotD. Although Tyrion's raven arrived at Winterfell it spoke nothing of Mel but it was a very political invite. It's hard to say whether mention of Mel's recommendation would've made Jon & Ser Davos trust this message right away or negate it, but tyrion doesn't speak of it. Like a true shadowbinder Mel worked from the shadows & did what she wanted to do bringing Ice & Fire together! Jon knew this was political but he didn't approach this in a political way, sansa did, not Jon. Sansa talks about this being a potential trap about how North is one of the Seven kingdoms that daenerys wants to claim but Jon wants fire & dragonglass over anything else, both of which is exclusively available only with Daenerys. "We need this Dragonglass my Lord's we know dragonglass can destroy both white walkers & it's army, we need to mine it & turn it into weapons. But more importantly we need allies.. Night king's army grows by the day. We can't defeat them on our own we don't have the numbers. Daenerys has her own army & she has Dragon fire I need to try & persuade her to fight with us." This was never political for Jon he always ever had one goal which was to overcome the AotD either by hook or by crook. He never meant to be King in the North, even though North is truly been his home, he fought for Winterfell because he had to unite North against the dead. He is using his position as King in the North to see this mission through. Little finger tried to get all schemy & game of thronesy with Jon Snow in the crypts & Jon choked the political Mary out of his windpipe. He left the politics & the Kingdom to sansa & went to dragonstone to attain dragonglass & possible military help against the AotD.

S07E03- THE QUEEN'S JUSTICE

•Before the monumental meeting of Jon & Daenerys we are given a brief personal moment between Jon & Tyrion weight of which comes from their time together travelling to the wall before there was any conflict between the Starks & Lannisters. Indirectly daenerys's command by missandei brings the political in that moment by asking jon & ser davos to give up their weapons. On their way to the castle on the bridge/walkway the conversation Jon & Tyrion have.. "J: My bannermen think am a Fool for coming here.. T: of'course they do, if I was your hand I would've       advised against it ... General rule of thumb Stark men   don't fare well when they travel South. J: True. But am not a Stark." He knows he is not a stark by right just like he knows he isn't KitN by right but by public proclamation. He isn't here to fight for that but for what he has always fought for. The Great War. Then after entering the throne room the conversation between daenerys & Jon also had some picks I wanted to get to.. ▪Video Daenerys is applying Olenna/quaithe's words to use & remembering who she is & that the westerosi lords are sheep & to be a Dragon against the sheep. Similarly Jon isn't going to give up North that easily sure he isn't here to defend his title but the Kingdom trusted him to lead them he can't that easily surrender to a Targaryen that clearly all the Northern Lords hate.    ▪Video Jon tried getting political with daenerys by bringing up the mad king & all but daenerys instead reminded him of himself & shut him up. He dropped the political past vs past act & stuck to the present & did what he came here for to get her help. But daenerys is trying so hard to sticking up to being a Dragon remembering who she is that she forgot Mel's advice to take Jon Snow's help but rather remembering olenna/quaithe's words. Jon makes it very clear that he is not her enemy but daenerys is just not convinced & is still sticking to her Dragon-ness, not giving up on what she wants. "The army of the dead is real. The Night King is real I've seen them"

Daenerys is reminded here☝️ of what Mel says to let Jon Snow tell her what he has seen. She still continues to live by Olenna's/quaithe's words to not trust anyone & treat the Lords of Westeros as sheeps & to be a Dragon so daenerys ends up giving that big ass speech of how she was born to rule the 7K & Jon still doesn't care about either his rule or her conquest sticking up for the only thing that is of utmost importance to him.. ▪Video     Then finally Ser Davos gave the Jon Snow speech because c'mon like Jonny boi just can't with words. Specially coz he tried getting close to daenerys & was stopped by the dothraki instead Daenerys walked closer to him to show her strength which along with her speech definitely intimidated Jon. No matter how much people don't like to face it Jon was attracted to daenerys in the very first meet & Daenerys well she was being cocky at first but At the end she did realized that she found Jon Snow interesting. At this point Jon tried telling dany what he's seen, just as Mel asked, which nobody believed. Ser Davos was about to say what happened to him, his rebirth, just as Mel was hoping, which jon stopped him from divulging because if they didn't believe in the AotD then there is no way they'll believe in something that plays with the absolute concept of Life & Death. He didn't want to come across as a northern nutcase. Upon being forced by tyrion to kneel he at last unleashes his true political stance on daenerys. ▪Video 

The first Jon & Daenerys meet was less Jon vs daenerys & more Melisandre vs Olenna/Quaithe advice. Dany is just as confused between those advices as Jon is eternally confused with every situation that's why he asks "am I your Prisoner?" You guys this he doesn't get diplomacy this dude has no political bone in his structure!

•Next it's the Tyrion-Jon conversation on the cliff where tyrion confirms to Jon he isn't a prisoner & that he should try & make this work because there is still a chance. Jon respects tyrion, tyrion is the person who started Jon Snow the boy on the journey to become Jon Snow the man that he has become. Jon tells him what everyone told him to expect of the mad King's Daughter but tyrion instead tells him to form his own opinion about her & gives his own learned opinion to him, Jon values it just as he valued tyrion's opinion at castle black.  Same way tyrion persuades daenerys to make this work & that there still a chance to forge an Alliance. Daenerys trusts tyrion that is why she chose him to be her hand his opinion matters to her as of now..      Daenerys sticks with remembering who she is but also can't seem to forget Mel's advice about listening to Jon Snow.

•Then next is the first meeting of Jon & Daenerys that really introduced Jon to daenerys & Daenerys to Jon previously the Queen met the King & King vice versa. Daenerys is reminded of Mel's advice again about listening to Jon Snow, she heard Jon Snow but didn't really believe him. That's why she turns back to look at him deliberating him on a whole. Battling Olenna/quaithe's advice vs Mel's. She finds jon genuine more genuine than anyone she's ever met but that she has this inner battle in her head regarding trust.

S07E04- THE SPOILS OF WAR

•In this episode there was the beloved Cave of sexual tension scene. Where Jon gives more proof to daenerys that the army of the dead is real. Daenerys completely heeds Mel's advice of listening to Jon like REALLY LISTENING to Jon instead of like prior she just heard him. All the carvings proved he knows what he is talking about & it's the truth. Not to mention they also realize they are attracted to each other.  Just as they leave the cave Daenerys learns all her allies have been decimated & the unsullied have been lead astray into a possible trap. Now she realizes that she has been wrong, neither was olenna's/quaithe's advice wrong nor was Mel's advice wrong. Both advices were correct she placed them on the wrong people she should've ignored tyrion not Jon. Finally just to check whether this time round she is right or not she immediately puts jon on the spot to advice her neglecting tyrion.

"I never thought dragons would exist again. No one did. The people who follow you know that you made something impossible happen maybe that helps them believe you can make other impossible things happen. Build a World different from the shit one they've always known. But if you use them to melt castles & burn cities, your no different, you're just more of the same." 

Jon's honest advice makes it clear to her that he is trustworthy as in he is not a clever Lord or anything like tyrion. Just an honest dude who knows what he's doing & stays true to it. Properly placing quaithe's words "Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and Griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal."   "Daenerys. Remember the Undying. Remember who you are."    "The blood of the dragon"         This advice this prophecy doesn't speak or relate to Jon in anyways. Because dany can trust Jon. Finally figuring every thing out for good & truly remembering who she is & ignoring any of tyrion's advices she mounts her dragon & goes to war. And you know when you wake the dragon .....

•Jon on the other hand didn't have a prophecy or anything to understand daenerys but he had missandei who he talked to about daenerys. Prior to which Ser Davos told him that almost everyone can tell Jon is attracted to Daenerys. He knows that. It  might even have intensified as he saw his younger, naive self in daenerys. His self who said the same words to Mance that daenerys says to him. Jon doesn't deny his feelings just addresses it.. Jon then realizes daenerys is trustworthy & also realizes her conquest isn't just a power hungry quest for dominance she truly wants to do good in this shit world.

S07E05- EASTWATCH

•Episode begins with Daenerys talking to the leftover Lannister soldiers & trying to change their allegiance. Of'course the infamous Tarly's burning scene which in actuality was daenerys ignoring tyrion's advice & being the blood of dragon, remembering it & reminding everyone at the same time. She wasn't being or becoming mad she was staying true to being a Targaryen. Not Mad. Just being a true Targaryen Queen in Westeros with the blood of dragon & not the Queen that tyrion wanted her to be. And the Tarly's had a long time Karma coming for them. Instead of blaming it on karma most people blame it on daenerys. IGNORANCE 

•Then Jon Snow is waiting for daenerys targaryen on the cliff & we get a Jon-Drogon moment. Which by every standard more than confirms to us the audience that Jon is a Targaryen. But unlike us daenerys doesn't know about S06E10 ToJ revelation  so what's in this for her? Except for who would ever dare to love a Dragon there's actually a bit of quaithe's advice.   "Remember who you are Daenerys. The Dragons know. Do you?"

"It makes the moment entirely between Jon & the Dragon" -Dan Weiss, Game Revealed Ep 5: Fire and Bloodlines.

So in this moment the dragons knew. Book dany will probably smell something rightaway but show dany doesn't yet know about Jon's bloodline or she doesnt have this ☝️ part of quaithe's advice/prophecy. When the jon-drogon moment ends another moment between Jon & daenerys begins.

After understanding how olenna's/quaithe's advice fits & where it fits exactly daenerys starts looking into Mel's advice to look into Jon Snow. She is already attracted to him & finds him interesting that for the first time she brings up the mystic side of things that she was ignoring talking about something she found worth pondering. Same with Jon once he found what daenerys actually is he started taking interest in her conquest for the first time initiating a political discussion. On top of which their attraction to each other is also increasing by the minute as they learn more about each other. Also arrival of Jorah & Daenerys's unusual connection with him gave Jon the heebie jeebies.

•Then there is the council meeting with Jon & Daenerys as unofficial allies discussing their next move in an understanding. Tyrion proposes the plan to capture a wight.       •Considering that the running theme this season has been trust for both Jon & Daenerys. This scene is the starting of their romance in a much more deeper way. Daenerys has struggled with trusting people specially this season & it was evident to Jon when he first met her she obviously didn't trust him. When he saw her lash out on tyrion he knew she doesn't trust him anymore than she trusts Jon but when she met jorah it was clear to him looking at her vulnerable side come out with jorah that she trusts him. But at that point jon is deeply attracted to dany & he is aware that he doesn't have the connection with daenerys that jorah does due to a lot of shared history. So this scene was basically Jon asking daenerys to start that connection with him, compared to jorah he is a stranger for daenerys, he asks her to trust him because it's their best chance at a relationship. Jon taught daenerys the very concept of achieving that together he was talking about in the caves, which daenerys was confused about. And then beyond considering any prophecies or advices for the first time she trusts Jon. Because he first put his trust in her.

•Then the glorious see off scene between jon & daenerys before jorah silently slips away from daenerys upon seeing Jon walk upto her. Upon seeing dany embracing jorah & he yet again asks daenerys whether there is trust between them or not. Bringing up her conquest he asks her about his position in her life & she answers him not quite giving him what he wants to hear. She doesn't declare her trust for him but actually is playful about it. Unsure whether either of them have that right on each other to make either of them divulge any more info in uncertainty they depart from each other. The reason why Jon doesn't turn around, because as of now he isn't in Love with daenerys but rather he is in the process of getting there, anyone who has fallen in Love atleast once in their life knows there is a time after attraction & before love where ego's & uncertainty's has to be crushed. Jon doesn't wanna look like a pussy. Jorah on the other hand has been in love with dany for a long time he doesn't care about looking like a pussy he knows dany knows he is a p.. So he turns around.

CONTINUED..

[targsdaenerys]

19, 15, 11, 36

11. How do you deal with writers' block?

i simply Don't lol. my block usually comes from losing the drive i can have, and i just have to wait for it to come back. but when i really ned to push through it i usually turn to going back to my original inspiration.

15. One-shots or multi-chapters? Angst? Fluff? Smut? Hurt/comfort? Fantasy? Romance? Which one is your favorite? Which one is your least favorite?

-multi chapters

-i need angst always, but only when it comes with retribution. so pretty much all of them, but in a specific order lol. but overall ig hurt/comfort explains it.

19. Give an update on your current WIP with a little snippet. No more than 300 words~

lol. im currently procrastination on the last chapter of my batcat fic. my other WIP's are deeply past all my school docs, so were just gonna stick with that;

Her eyes burned at the lack of her blinking as she watched it all; events that, although were merely a day before, fogged from her memory. Maybe it was for a sense of self preservation. Maybe the darkness was forgiving her, just enough to have the amount to hide the substantial, fundamental horrors that they faced. And maybe it was because the last time it happened, she gave up, and she ran. And that was something she couldn’t do that time—something she didn’t need to tell herself, but in instinct, in protection of what she now held, she did, subconsciously.

She was entranced by it; the images and recordings passing her vision, coaxing her muscles to tighten distantly. She could see herself fighting, somewhere along the shadows, but that was only because she knew where to look. In the foreground, it was all him. His return, seeing that the signal had not been used, and the mysteriousness in his motives to those who could now only view the sheer willpower in hindsight. Everything was so far away as she viewed it. 

It all showed something that built up to a climax no one but her knew of. Such a catalyst of a broken mind, and then following…them. A dynamic not broken, no…but changed. Two of them, really. In a way one would want to mourn, or not look back on. It had her heart beating, watching these versions of themselves moments before everything was different.

36. What does your writing process look like? Do you plan, write, edit, revise, edit, read, post? Or do you say 'screw planning' and head straight in? Or do you not edit at all and post that sucka and run away?

it definitely depends on the story. most of the time i get a strong need to write/start a specific idea, so i write something like the first chapter, or a very very very long paragraph that outlines the whole story and varies in detail. once i get the vibes of how i want to execute it (in chapters o a one shots, POV, tone of writing, etc) i either plan or go right in. for example, my batcat fic had not one ounce of planning. i literally woke up in the middle of the night and started writing. but for a lot of my jonerys fics, or my upcoming dramione fic, i def need to write it out irst to have a road map.

[rogers-senpai]

“Jonerys has no foreshadows, no parallels, nothing other than them being Targaryens”

Yes, that’s an actual thing Jonsa shipper said to me, talking about all their Oh sO CoNviNcing metas and “foreshadows”. So HERE WE GO, ALL THE ONES I AM AWARE OF AND I HAVE SOME NEW ONES THAT I HAVEN’T SEEN BROUGHT UP SO STAY WITH ME TILL THE END.

1. Both bring their sigil animals, believed to be extinct, back to the game. Jon is the one to convince Ned to save the pups, and he found Ghost himself. Dany literally brought dragons back.

2. Both start as secondary characters, underastimated and both gradually came to being leaders and one of the most iconic characters in both the show and TV as a whole.

3. Both are the underestimated sibling. Jon as a bastard, Dany as a female. Both looked down upon by their family members. 

4. Despite being the undestimated one, Jon is said to have more of North in him than any of his siblings. Tyrion was the one who said that to him, I believe. And Dany ends up being the dragon, so more of a Targaryen or a Valyrian in a way than Viserys.

5. Their first loves died in their arms.

6. What’s also interesting about that ^ is that Drogo dies because of the witch and Dany in books is sure that was the first betrayal she had the vision about, and Ygritte is killed by Olly, who later betrays Jon.  Ygritte in books isn’t killed by Olly, but still by men who end up betraying him. And again, both Ygritte and Drogo were savages, both killed by people who the savages have hurt

7. Both are believed to be The Prince Who Was Promised. They are the two main theories, for sure. And both kinda fit, but not entirely. But when you think about them as whole…They fit much more.

“I believe you have a role to play as does another. The King in The North - Jon Snow.“

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8. Both taken hostage by savages, who they end up leading. Both are attached to those savages, and are accepted by them, despite being outsiders. 

“You were the first one to bring Dothraki to Westeros, he was the first to make allies of Wildlings and Northmen.”

9. Both start their journey in the first book, Dany with Dothraki, Jon with the Night’s Watch, which both have a bad reputation, as rapers and thiefs and such. And they both end up as their leaders, both trying to stop the flaws of their packs. Jon trying to help the Wildlings, Dany not allowing them to rape, or steal from in example Qarth, before the shit there goes down, that didn’t go down in the books if i remember correctly. 

“She protects people from monsters, just as you do.”

Both face many setbacks and become increasingly frustrated with their roles as leaders.

11. Both feel so lonely and sad at first. Jon after seeing what NW really was, and Dany does not need to be even explained I think.

10. Both, at some point are given the chance to literally make their dreams come true. Jon being proposed by Stannis to be legitimized as a Stark, and Dany being offered all the ships and money she needed to go to Westeros. And both decline because of morals. Jon keeps his vows, Dany stays to free the slaves.

11.  “One to bed, one to dread, one to love.” Jon is Dany’s third love interest, Daario was more of a bed partner (”to bed”) and Drogo was someone Dany was at first sooo scared of (”one to dread”).

12.  “ A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness… . mother of dragons, bride of fire … “ Blue flowers obvioulsy symbolizes Jon, that’s certain. And who is at the Wall???   

13. Ok so Dany being called “Moon of my live”, moon is strongly associated with her bc of that, "Dragons come from the moon" thing, like think about a moon in GoT and tell me you don’t think of Dany, and being the only female with silver hair, that being her most iconic trait. ( “ The old woman washed her long, silver-pale hair and gently combed out the snags, all in silence. The girl scrubbed her back and her feet and told her how lucky she was.”)  and this:  “The light of the half-moon turned Vals honey-blond hair a pale silver and left her cheeks as white as snow. She took a deep breath. The air tastes sweet.”

MOON TURNED HER HAIR SILVER.

So three things that can be considered to be about  Dany in two sentences. And the thing about Jon not smelling the sweetness, which some antis point out, is obvious. He is the sweetness.

14.  “Sometimes she would close her eyes and dream of him, but it was never Jorah Mormont she dreamed of; her lover was always younger and more comely, though his face remained a shifting shadow.” - Dany, ASOS

Targaryens are prone to having prophetic dreams, Dany has them as well.

“For the rest of his life –however long that might be– he would be condemned to be an outsider, the silent man standing in the shadows who dares not speak his true name.” - Jon, AGOT

“The flames crackled softly, and in their crackling she heard the whispered name Jon Snow. His long face floated before her, limned in tongues of red and orange, appearing and disappearing again, a shadow half-seen behind a fluttering curtain.” - Melisandre, ADWD

15. “Jon fell to his knees. He found the dagger’s hilt and wrenched it free. In the cold night air the wound was smoking. “Ghost,” he whispered. Pain washed over him. Stick them with the pointy end. When the third dagger took him between the shoulder blades, he gave a grunt and fell face-first into the snow. He never felt the fourth knife. Only the cold … “ - ADWD

“Off in the distance, a wolf howled. The sound made her feel sad and lonely, but no less hungry. As the moon rose above the grasslands, Dany slipped at last into a restless sleep.“  - ADWD

Are wolves in Essos a common sight???? 

16. “…  but the Usurper’s dogs had murdered her brother’s son when he was still a babe at the breast. If he had lived, I might have married him. “ - ADWD

“The best way to make alliances is with marriage.“

“If he does rule the North, he’d make a valuable ally.“

17. “He might as well wish for another thousand men, and maybe a dragon or three.” 

GRRM clearly making us think about Dany, like come on, possibly helping Jon.

18. Both were sneaked away in order to keep them save from those who would harm them - baby Targaryens (Jon from South to North and Dany West to East)

19. “ Even with Ygritte sleeping beside him, he felt alone. “         “Her captain slept beside her, yet she was alone. “

Find me another example of someone in GoT feeling alone while sleeping next to their lover, for reasons. Also both mentioned during times when they had to choose. Jon between duty and Ygritte, Dany between duty (marrying Hizdahr) and the man she wanted - Daario.

20.  Both have Mormonts as mentors, Jon has Jeor and Dany has Jorah. Also, Jon wields the Mormont family sword Longclaw which once belonged to Jorah. That’s less powerful, but the only Mormonts we really know until Lyanna are with them, helping them, showing them the way.

21. “A Targeryen alone in the world is a terrible thing” guess what two Targaryens met and made an alliance and found love oops

22. Both were seperated from their animal for a long time, until they came back and helped to kill some bitches.

23. Both are seen as somewhat godly, Jon coming back from the dead, Dany being the Unburnt which gave us this visual parallel:

24. Both share some moral rules, Dany being more a dragon ofc, but still like:

the last one didn’t go unnoticed by Jon either, like WORD TO WORD

25. These two iconic scenes, that even Kit mentioned being weirdly reflective of each other

26.  “Well, of course, the two outlying ones — the things going on north of the Wall, and then there is Targaryen on the other continent with her dragons — are of course the ice and fire of the title, “A Song of Ice and Fire.” ‘ - George RR Martin.

27. “If destiny has brought Daenerys Targaryen back to our shores, it has also made Jon Snow King in The North.”

28. “These are two people in love…” Kit Harington

29.  “She didn’t feel she was missing anything [in her love life]. It took someone coming and forcing her mind to be changed,” - Emilia Clarke

30.  “He walks into the room and doesn’t expect to see such a beautiful young woman of similar age to him,” - Kit again. It was important enough then to make that point.

32.  “[Martin] did sort of say things that made it clear that the meeting and the convergence of Jon and Dany were sort of the point of the series.” - Alex Taylor  in an interview with Deadline

33. “However, as she meets and becomes more familiar with Jon Snow (Kit Harington), Dany’s outfits appear lined with fur, a staple of Northern attire that feels symbolic of her growing affection for the King in the North. “There is obviously some chemistry at work!” Clapton said about the relationship between Dany and Jon” 

34. “I think when she sees him return on the back of Coldhand’s horse, that’s a big moment for her in terms of the way she feels about him.”

 “It’s kind of hard for her at this point for, I think, not to look at this guy and not realize that this is not like the other boys”

   - D.B Weiss,  Game of Thrones: Season 7 Episode 6: Inside the Episode

35. “I don’t think either one of them really knew exactly how powerful their feeling were towards each other until these moments. Just the notion of falling for someone, that involves weakness. That’s not something a queen does, but she feels that happening and he feels it happening for her. I think both of them are on kinda unfamiliar ground and especially because it’s with an equal,” 

- David Benioff,  Game of Thrones: Season 7 Episode 6: Inside the Episode

36. Wars of the Roses were an inspiration for ASOIAF, Aand that war ended with Henry VII and Elizabeth of York joining the roses. Henry was an heir in staright line, that had lived his entire life in exile, Yorks were inspiration for Starks. So yup Dany and Jon work p e r f e c t l y. The war they will end might be The Great War, or the War for the Iron Throne. 

Henry - the red rose Elizabeth - the white rose

37. And if the book version of HofU visions does not convince you how about the show version, where Dany almost touches the Iron Throne, but turns to go beyond the Wall instead, where she finds her lover and a child . SOUNDS FAMILIAR? Plus, just before she touches the Iron Throne , doesn’t she hear a dragon cry that makes her turn?

ADD ALL THE OTHER VISUAL PARALLELS THAT I DO NOT HAVE THE GIFS OF, SORRY AND HOW THE SHOW CREW NAMED THEIR SCENES “A DATE WITH DESTINY” AND “UNION OF ICE AND FIRE"

Yeah, why do we even ship that.

credits to @midqueenally for all the parallel gifs

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Chat Room Romance: CHAPTER THREE

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Chapter Summary: Chapter 2 and 3 will be combinations of the Jonerys Week Prompts: Day 4 and 5 (Sci-Fi and Angst). In this chapter the irony of fate seems X-Files worthy.

Chapter 3: Life Goes On

+++o+ Fast Forward Almost Three months +o+++

Early May 2018

“I know I shouldn’t say this…but I kinda love when your husband goes out of town on business,” Dany says with a huge smile while taking a sip of wine and then taking a bite out of one of the chocolate covered strawberries that Missis made for them to share.

Dany lost her roommate when Missie and Grey married the month before, and she has not been in any hurry to find someone else to rent out the second room in her apartment. Grey has traveled for work twice since they tied the knot, which the best friends took advantage of by having a sleepover at Dany’s place. Sadly Grey’s work trip are always on “school nights” so it was always a tame evening as each of the young women had an early day at the office the following morning. But it was still nice to enjoy a dinner and a quick movie.

“Don’t let him hear you say that!” Dany’s best friend chuckles before finishing off her last glass of wine.

“You know I love Grey, you did good with him. He is a great guy,” Dany smiles sadly. “But I do miss having you as a roommate.”

Missie studies her for a moment before frowning and getting up to wash out her glass. She wasn’t planning on broaching the subject again, but Dany had witnessed the look on her face.

Following her best friend into the kitchen with the plate of strawberries, she sits at the counter and watches Missie clean up.

“Now I feel bad, Missie…please just tell me if I upset you. I was completely kidding about being happy that your husband travels for work, I mean…you are my best friend, like a sister. I am so happy that you have Grey - -“

Missie sighs loudly before turning to face her best friend. “Of course I know you were kidding about Grey, I wasn’t frowning because of that. Look, let’s just drop it.”

Frowning, Dany shrugs, “You know, it will be ten times worse if you just don’t tell me what you are thinking about…my imagination will run wild.”

“I don’t want to have another debate…but I just can’t help but feel like you are still so sad about Jon,” Missis starts, frowning at the way Dany flinches at the mention of his name. “Ok, never mind. I am sorry I mentioned him. Let’s drop it.”

“What do you want me to say? I told you already what happened. The guy was kissing his EX in the middle of our date, just after he had his tongue in my mouth!” Dany snaps, her stomach instantly in knots.

Damn it, I hate how the mere mention of his name still upsets me so much. It’s ridiculous that he still had this effect on me.

Pathetic even.

“I know! I know what happened…but I also know that you didn’t even let him speak in order to hear what he had to say to try to explain. And then you immediately cut all ties with him. They guy literally has no possible way to find you.” Missie points out. She saw how crushed Dany was after her date with FoxyMulder…  But as the days went on and the girls discussed and analyzed in painful detail what had happened… Missie couldn’t ignore her gut, she felt it was at least possible that Dany was making a mistake.

Missie continues, “All I can say, is that your connection with him online was so strong. What if he is the right guy for you? Why not just hear what he has to say?”

“Why? Because I don’t care what he has to say! He is just some jerk I spent months talking to online…and he was probably with that redhead the whole time…while feeding me a bunch of bullshit lines about his sad life, and how I am the only person he’s ever wanted to talk to,” Dany yells, her emotions spinning out of control before she catches herself and shuts up. “Missie, I am sorry…I have no reason to yell at you. I just want to forget about him. It was nothing, nothing at all.”

Missie agrees to drop it, both ladies continuing to clean up since they have work early tomorrow. The subject changed, the girls enjoy the rest of their evening.

It is not until much later that night, when Dany lies alone in her bed that her façade falters. She buries her face in the pillow to drown out her feelings, she is angry at herself for being weak and feeling sad over him. But the truth is…she misses him. She misses their friendship. And she doesn’t understand how she could have felt such intense feelings for the man during the date…just for him to go and - -

She doesn’t even want to remember, him and that smug redhead. The look of victory Ygritte gave her after Dany had caught them kissing.

No, Dany doesn’t care what Missie says about Jon, he is out of her life for good.

Dany makes a personal vow to never let some guy hurt her that badly again. She invested too much of herself into some guy she barely knew.

++o++

The next morning Dany is running around her office preparing for a big meeting she is taking part in. Her direct supervisor is project managing the data-warehousing migration project, while she is on point to be his lead. It is a huge responsibility and the project is crucial to the company. She will be the direct liaison with the IT firm that is consulting on the project. Dany knows the next few months at work are going to be brutal, their team was warned that there would be many late nights in the office.

“Daenerys, the Black Water consultant team is already waiting for us in conference room C, they arrived early to set up. Please make sure that you have the project specs ready to share with them,” Tyrion asks while popping his head in her office on the way to meet with them. “I’ll see you in there.”

Dany gathers her things before stopping by her teammate Brienne’s cubicle to invite her to walk with her. As the women rush through the halls they agree that Dany will take lead on the presentation and Brienne would jump in as needed to further explain the project details.

“I hope the consultants from Black Water are good people to work with. There is nothing worse than not getting along with a team of people that we are going to be stuck working insane hours with over the next few weeks…months even!” Brienne complains. Dany already knows she had a bad experience with the Frey consulting group on a previous project.

“I’m sure it will be just fine. Come on, let’s have a good attitude…happy thoughts!” Dany whispers while holding the door open so that Brienne can enter before her. The people in the room are standing to the side of the large conference table and making introductions.

“Everyone, this is Daenerys Targaryen. She will be taking lead and more importantly she is the direct liaison between Lannister Marketing Company and Black Water for this project. So make sure you get familiar…and stay on her good side!” Tyrion jokes while motioning for Dany to stand next to him.

“This will be a good test for me to make sure that I have learned everyone’s names,” Tyrion announces. As Tyrion introduces each of the consultants to Dany, she smiles and shakes each of their hands. She is also trying to remember name and role as introductions are made. “First we have Sam Tarly, he is lead coder for the group. This is Tormund Wildling who is the team’s quality assurance guy. And probably the most important for you, Daenerys, is Jon Snow. He is the project lead and you both will be working together to run the relationship between Lannister and Black Water as we tackle the project.”

The moment Dany locks eyes with none other than Jon Snow (aka: FoxyMulder), she feels as though the room is spinning. He looks equally shocked to see her. Both hesitate before showing any kind of reaction, then Dany decides quickly how she must handle this.

Oh, hey! It’s the guy that stomped on my heart at our first and last date – by slobbering on his ex’s face while leaving me to sit alone at our table.

Well that is definitely not going to be professional Dany decided.

“Hello Jon, nice to meet you,” Dany stressed coolly while quickly shaking his hand and then letting it go.

“Hello, Daenerys. Nice to meet you as well,” Jon says politely, his eyes burning into her. Dany is truly unable to decipher his expressions, so she looks away at the earliest possible moment.

“Everyone, Daenerys can be a mouthful. Most people just call my Dany for short,” she shares with the small group. Tormund looks relieved at the nickname offered, before turning his attention back to Brienne. He seems to have an immediate interest in her. Both are the tallest people in the room by far.

Everyone takes their seats in order for the meeting to start. Both Dany and Jon having significant roles in their respective presentations. Both Jon and Dany are very professional, often having to interact during the open discussion as they will be point person for the two teams.

Jon soon realizes that his teammates are very impressed with Dany. She knows her stuff and has a charming and warm personality. She also appears to have a great working relationship with her peers as well. Her smile and laugh are able to light the room up, not that she even once directed them at Jon.

The meeting goes for the remainder of the day, lunch had been catered in as well. There had been no real break for anyone to have alone time.

Towards the end of the day they do break a little early from the project. As most of Jon’s team members are using the free time to check their work emails he stands and asks Dany if she can show him which cubicles his team will be using while working on-site.  

“Of course, follow me,” she says while walking ahead of him. Instead of the cubicles she leads him to her office, looking around and relieved that no one is paying attention to either of them.

Once in her office Jon shifts uncomfortably while looking around. The office is very tidy and he immediately notices a great photo of a small group of girls are at a wedding, Dany is wearing a deep purple bridesmaid’s dress and laughing while the bride is squeezing her tightly.

She sees he is staring at the photo from Missie’s wedding last month. They wedding she had dreamed he would be her date to, ‘what a joke’ she thinks bitterly. Dany’s back stiffens while she prepares herself to say what she needs to say to this man.

“Let me start by saying that I appreciate your ability to just keep it professional here, obviously this is a huge project and we need to work together,” Dany says stoically, keeping her true emotions well hidden.

Jon is quiet, just nodding as she speaks. He is letting her take the lead on how they are going to manage this.

“I also want to apologize for the last thing I ever said to you, the whole F-word. I don’t normally talk that way…”

“I deserved it, so consider it forgiven and forgotten. Dany...there is so much I want to say to you about that night,” Jon first assures her, before wanting to explain himself.

Dany quickly nods in thanks for his forgiveness before cutting off his last sentence. She refuses to go there with him.

“Jon, I would like to just move forward...professionally. I want to pretend that we never knew each other as FoxyMulder and ScientistScully,” Dany says firmly, trying to ignore the sadness that washes over Jon’s face. “I want to be able to function as professional peers as though we never had that disastrous date. There is nothing I care to discuss about the past. I don’t want to hear it. It’s over.”

Jon stares at the beautiful young woman standing before him, part of him still trying to process that it is actually her. How he had wished for a chance meeting so that he somehow could find her again. He wasn’t expecting to be in a position to work by her side for many weeks. She’s made it clear she doesn’t want to try to fix things between them personally, as much as he desperately wants to.

++o+ Flashback +o++

Jon scowls, looking at his watch as he waits for Ygritte in the back hallway of the restaurant. He hates leaving Dany alone to sit at the table and wait, but for his own conscious he wants to talk to his ex as he had promised. The manager had overheard the exchange at their table and was livid with her behavior and demanded to speak to her privately first. Now regretting that decision, Jon had told her he would wait until they were done.

Yes, they broke up many months ago and even the time they were together was not a healthy time in his life. Jon was in a bad place when he dated Ygritte, he tolerated so much crap from her because he just didn’t think he deserved anyone better and he was also being lazy. It was easier to let her walk all over him then to stand up for himself.  It isn’t a time in his life that he is proud of.

Not that it matters now. Jon has learned one thing - he would rather be alone than to be in such a toxic relationship. And he has been alone, he’s not dated anyone since things ended with Ygritte.

As Jon waits in the hallway his mind wanders to his beautiful date. He’s completely enamored with Dany, she is hands down the most gorgeous woman he’s ever seen. Her eyes and that amazing smile has literally left him speechless many times already this evening. And the best part is that her outside beauty is not even what has him crazy about her!  The many hours they spent talking and sharing their lives with each other have been priceless - then to find out they already live in the same state! All Jon can say is that he has really high hopes for them. He hopes she does too.

The manager walks past Jon without saying a word, as the waiter Scott is animatedly talking to him about a table that is threatening to call the health board over some bogus issue. Ygritte then comes out slowly, her cheeks wet with tears.

“I was just fucking fired! Just because I didn’t act like a statue when I saw the man I love making out with some fancy girl at my place of work!” Ygritte cries, stepping closer to him. “You have no idea how tight I’ve been on money, I needed this damn job!”

Clearing his throat, “I’m sorry to hear about your job, but you’ll get another one. I don’t have a lot of time, but we need to talk about what happened out there,” Jon begins cautiously, knowing that Ygritte can fly off the handle at any moment.

“Ohhhhhhh, you don’t have a lot of time? Is your prissy stuck-up lady waiting for you? Afraid she will give up on you and just leave?” Ygritte begins, only to be met by Jon’s scowl. “Excuse me, here my life is literally falling apart and you are worried because some rich princess has to sit at a table in a fine restaurant and ‘wait’ - - oh the horror.”

Releasing his breath slowly in order to calm himself, Jon takes a moment before responding.

“If we can’t have a normal conversation then I am just going to say goodbye now,” Jon says calmly, his eyes searching to see what kind of mood she is in.

Jon’s goal is to reiterate to her that not only have they broken up, but that he will never be with her again.

At that moment the hostess that Jon remembers from earlier walks by, saying excuse me as she walks towards the restroom. Ygritte smiles at her brightly before turning back to Jon..

“Oh Jon, you are right. I am so sorry...things have just been so stressful for me!” Ygritte cries while stepping closer to him. Her voice breaking painfully.

“I’m sorry to hear that, but I am sure things will turn around,” he offers with sincerity.

“I was thinking the same thing, in fact I think things are turning around at this very moment,” she says before throwing her arms around him and pressing her lips against him.

Jon is absolutely flabbergasted and was caught off guard. He is busy clamping his lips shut as Ygritte begins moves her head and making small panting sounds - as though she is making out with a pillow.

Finally able to move Ygritte away from him, Jon’s face is bright red as he looks at her in horror. She has never been this aggressive.

“Wow,” Jon hears from behind Ygritte, looking past her he immediately spots Dany who is looking right at Ygritte. It is after, when Dany looks at him that he feels sick, realizing how bad the situation looks. Dany looks at him like he is garbage, something she stepped on that is now stuck to the bottom of her shoe.

Jon rushes past Ygritte, desperate to talk to Dany and explain. “Dany! Please wait…please!”

But she turns and stalks off quickly. Ygritte is holding his arm and begging him to just let the princess go. Jon is furious, he forcefully steps back and tells Ygritte not to touch him.

“Congratulations, Ygritte. Even now you are still making my life a living hell! Stay away from me!” Jon sneers at her as he chases after Dany.

++o+ Flashback End +o++

“Jon?” Dany asks again, he can hear the frustration in her voice. He had zoned out while thinking.

“Sorry. Yes, of course. I’ll do whatever you think is best,” Jon says softly, noticing that she won’t even look him in the eyes.

“Okay, that’s settled. Let’s get back to work, I’ll show you the cubicle area on the way back to the conference room,” Dany says stiffly while walking past him, she is careful not to get close to him as she squeezes by.

Jon’s face falls, her dislike for him is obvious. He trusts that she will treat him professionally for the sake of the project, but he has no hope for anything else.

These last couple of months have been hell. He was completely heartbroken after that night. The look on her face, she was devastated. When she started crying, all he had wanted to do was grab her and hold her, swear his to his feelings for her…but she was also so angry.

In addition to the terrible guilt he felt for hurting her, the loss he felt over her presence in his life was devastating. She had blocked him so quickly, he had no way to get in touch with her. Jon had even gone so far as to make a new user name for the X-files chat room, only to learn that she had deactivated her account. She was gone, and wanted nothing to do with him.  

He had really fallen for her, even before they had met. She had become the most important person in his life. And maybe that was a stupid move on his part. To give someone he had never met so much power over him.

But there was something about the way ScientistScully carried herself in their conversations that had hooked him. Even their hours of debate and speculation about the X-file series, it taught him so much about her personality. She was intelligent, well spoken, compassionate and most of all...tenacious.

Jon fights to push away the memory of her lips moving against his. God, how he had loved kissing her, the way their mouths moved together, the way she smiled against his lips, everything about their connection had been perfect. That night he had known that she was the girl of his dreams.

And he fucking blew it, like an asshole.

Having stopped in the restroom before returning to the conference room, Jon enters at the tail end of a conversation. Some of his teammates are interacting with the Lannister team. Then Jon remembers, as the hired consultants – his team always offers to pay for a happy hour after work on the first day. It helps with building teamwork and getting to know personalities of the client.

“Jon, come here buddy! You have to tell them we are dead serious that happy hour is on us after work…and when we say us, we mean our company,” Tormund smiles at the Lannister employees.

It is Tyrion, the main manager that finally concedes and agrees that a happy hour after work would be a nice way to get to know each other.

Jon’s heart pounding in his chest, he can’t help but get excited at the prospect of going to a social event with Dany. Maybe if he can just spend some time with her, talk…he never stopped caring about her. Jon searches out Dany’s eyes but she is typing in her laptop, ignoring everyone around her

Tyrion walks over to her, “Tell me again why you aren’t coming to happy hour, Targaryen?”

Dany smiles at her boss and begins packing up her things, “I just can’t, not tonight.”

“I will need a better excuse than, ‘I just can’t’ young lady,” Tyrion laughs while smiling at her teasingly. It is obvious to Jon that they have a good working relationship. Jon is also relieved to see that her boss is wearing a wedding ring.

With her laptop bag hanging from her shoulder Dany looks at her boss and smiles, “I have a date after work, so no – I am not going to happy hour.”

A date. She has a date with someone else tonight.

Of course she does…just look at her. She is fucking gorgeous, smart, kind…the whole package.

Fuck, this is bullshit. And I didn’t think things could get worse.

Brooding, Jon looks out the window to try to control himself. Jon feels as though the wind has been knocked out of him. Dany quietly exits with a general goodbye to the group, being careful to not even look in Jon’s direction.

He doesn’t know how he is going to make it through this project. He is in his own personal hell, with no way out.

++o+ Chapter End +o++

Author’s Note: As I was writing chapter 3, I decided that instead of rushing through my outline for the end of the story – that I would break it into two chapters (3 & 4). So now we know what really happened between Jon and Ygritte that night, the question is – how and will Jon and Dany be able to work together…with all of the hard feelings between them?

[tiny-little-bird]

Different anon here and also a non shipper. As a Jon fan, I have to disagree with your assertion that only Jonerys fans are here for their girl and not Jon. I have seen PLENTY of evidence that demonstrates that some Jonsa fans are just as fickle. Not saying that’s you, but the number of posts and fics that came out after S7 saying that Jon was a traitor and should die for sleeping with Dany - and yes, these were Jonsa people - shows that some shippers on BOTH sides have little love for Jon.

(2/3) And as a Jon fan, I can’t tell you how upsetting that is. Seeing him reduced to a prize to prop up someone’s fave, and then effectively “cancelled” when canon doesn’t go the way someone wants. I don’t believe in political Jon, and if it doesn’t happen - if it is as it seems, ie he’s in love - I get the impression that even those Jonsa fans who profess to love will either start hating him, or say his character has been “butchered.” Same if Jon turns on Dany. It all sucks.

(3/3) :-( I see you didn’t respond to my point about some Jonsa fans being the same as Jonerys dance when it comes to liking Jon only insofar as he plays the pretty prince to their fave. That might be because you’re busy, but the cynic in me suspects it’s because you don’t want to acknowledge the truth. Disappointing.

Okay, first of all, have a little patience nonny, I don’t do this for a Iiving, I’mnot on tumblr all day and it takes time to answer to asks, and I doreceive a few.

Let’s start with with your first ask. (I’m warning you, this will be a long read lol You wanted an answer, well, you got it)

Personally, I’ve never seen any Jonsa shippers ever wish Jon would die because he bent the knee or because he slept with D (send proof if you have it). If there truly are Jonsa shippers out there who wished/wish for his death, due to the poor thing being forced to give his country away, because he thought D’s dragons were his only hope against the NK and WW and Wights, shame on them. It’s not Jon’s fault D. is obsessed with power and the Iron Throne, he had to do what he had to do, because he thought it was his people’s only chance at survival, the issue isn’t Jon here, the issue here is D. and her being close minded.

Onto you second ask.

I’ll start with saying that, I do believe in the political Jon theory. Sorry, but it just doesn’t make any sense that he would repeat Robb’s and Ned’s SAME EXACT stupid mistakes like some fool. Jon is not a fool and he’s most certainly not stupid/an idiot.

He betrayed Ygritte, he remained faithful to his brothers, all he did was for his brothers who were like his family at this point, and when the time came, he betrayed her trust and the wildlings’ trust. I’m not really sure why we get so much hate for the political Jon theory tbh, when it makes perfect sense and it’s totally in charachter.

What, he met a Targaryen (with Dragons), that burns people alive just like her mad father used to do, and suddenly he forgets himself? Plus, come on, we have seen how Jon looks at someone he’s in love with, and I’m going to exclude Sansa for a minute here; he’s never looked at D. the way he looked at Ygritte. Kit is a great actor, he knows how to act in love, we’ve seen him act in love with Ygritte/Rose. Now, someone said to me, “Of course he looks in love with Ygritte, he fell in love with Rose on set, he was truly in love with her, he was looking at her with love intense love in his eyes, because it was real, and it showed. He’s not in love with Emilia, that’s why it’s not the same.”. And I’m just over here like, Huh… Then how come he looks at Sophie the same way he looked at Rose? I’m not trying to say that he’s in love with Sophie here, ok? It’s just that, the way he looked at Ygritte/Rose is the same way he looks at Sansa/Sophie, meaning that that’s how Kit acts in love… so.. why haven’t we seen him act the same with D., if he’s so in love with her? Because he’s not in love with her. Plus, I’ve watched other of Kit’s movies too, I’m not basing this just on GoT, Kit knows how to act in love or smitten, and there was none of that with D.

Jon is a Stark, he thinks he is the son of Ned Stark, now… the Mad King, a Targaryen, burned his uncle and grandfather alive with wildfire, and we’ve seen he’s not such a fan of people being burned alive, like AT ALL, so I’m not sure what makes you think he’d ever fall for someone like her, who is utterly and completely self absorbed, who thinks the world revolves around her, someone who is so power hungry that Jon had to go on the stupidest (suicide) mission in the history of missions, because D. wouldn’t help the North UNLESS she got her, just as stupid, truce. 

So yeah, Jon giving the North over to her, knowing very well as a consequence the North and its people would come to despise him for it… JON, who all he ever wanted was to have the respect of his father, his approval, JON, who all he ever wanted was for Ned to legitimaze him and make him a trueborn Stark, a true Northerner, makes no (excuse my potty mouth) fucking sense, as it makes no sense he’d fall for such a woman who wants something in return for saving humanity (yeah… what a hero… heroes don’t ask for stuff in return when they save people, they simply do it because they have a good heart, they are selfless  and want to help others, they want to help and protect the weak abd helpless). D. is as far from what he wants in a partner and as far from his type as it can get. She is beautiful, I can give her that, but her morals are different from his, the way she deals with problems etc. is VERY different from his (she straight up goes Dracarys on people whenever things don’t go her way or when people don’t kiss her feet and the earth she walks on), he doesn’t want power, he doesn’t go and seek it but it gets thrust into his hands anyway, she on the other hand, desperately wants power, she feels entitled to it, and when she can’t get it, or when she feels she’s losing it, as I’ve said, she goes Dracarys on people… they are two completely different people, they are incompatible.

But yeah, sure.. I’m supposed to believe JON SNOW, raised by Lord Eddard Stark, fell in love with a pyromaniac, Tyrant/Dictator, that has no regards for what other people want or need, only what she wants and needs, what’s hers by right, and who’s literally Aegon Targaryen come again, mixed with The Mad King… haha good joke. NO.

The Jon we know, book Jon and show Jon, would never fall for someone like her, someone who oppresses others, who bullies others, who uses fear and intimidation to get what she wants. Do you think Jon would ever fall for Cersei? I think the hell NOT. So why would he fall for D? At this point D. has become just as selfish and power hungry/obsessed as Cersei, only caring about power, sitting on the IT and being Queen, THAT is her first priority, the thing that anove all else matters the most to her; if it weren’t, if she truly were so benevolent, we wouldn’t have gotten the dumb wight hunt and the even dumber dragonpit meeting (also, both the dumb dragonpit meeting and dumb wight hunt, were pointless and a waste of time, and Jon could’ve gotten killed both times, he slmost died north of the wall, and Cersei could’ve killed him. Y'all out there who think Arya or Sansa will like or trust D. knowing she risked Jon’s life not once, but twice to get a stupid truce from Cersei, ha, think again).

Replace D. with Cersei for a second, imagine Cersei in D’s place in season 7, say Jon went to ask Cersei and not D, for her army and wildfire, to ask her to fight the dead with the North, together, and he behaved towards Cersei the same way he behaved towards D. (calling her his queen, giving her the north, sleeping with her etc.), now, please tell me, would you really and truly believe he was in love with Cersei? No, NO you wouldn’t. Why? Because Cersei, just like D. is NOT his type, he’s not into power hungry women, who are obsessed with having power and sitting on a throne. You’d too theorize that he has to be playing Cersei, that he’s playing the game, that Jon is in political mode, just like he was with the woldlings and Ygritte, because him falling for Cersei wouldn’t make any sense. But D. is a fan favourite so these rules seem not to apply to her…

How can anyone say that Cersei is not Jon’s type and that he would never fall for her (and it’s 100% he never would), but at the same time say that he’d definitely fall for D., and that it’s no question he’s in love with her? lol

This person told me that Cersei’s family had members of Jon’s family killed, therefore he could never fall for her, to which I’m like, yes, that’s right/true, but like, D’s mad father burned Jon’s uncle (Brandon) and grandfather (Rickard) alive, right? So that logic should apply to her as well now, shouldn't it? But again, it’s D., so for some reason she gets special treatment… selective thinking is selective.. smh…

On another note, it’s safe to assume that, since Cersei knew about D. burning and feeding a man to her dragons, it is common knowledge so Jon went to Dragonstone already knowing that about her. I don’t believe he went to Dragonstone without before trying to find out as much about her as possible, it’s probable Sansa helped him in that regard. I imagine she might’ve been the one going, if you must to go, you/we have to at least know with whom you’re/we’re dealing with to a certain extent. So yeah… that would explain the conversation he had with Missandei:

Missandei: “Then she would give me a ship and wish me good fortune.” 

Jon: “And you believe that?”

I truly believe Jon went to Dragonstone already knowing to a certain extent whom/with what kind of person he was about to be dealing with.

So again, YES, I believe in political Jon, because it’s the only thing that makes Jon’s behaviour in season 7 make sense.

I want to stress out that I don’t believe in the UCL theory because of Jonsa, it is not about a ship, it’s not about Jonsa, it has nada to do with it; this is about Jon, I love Jon, and honestly, I cannot for the life of me understand, why would anyone want him to end up with the woman that piece by piece took things away from him that made him feel proud of himself, that boosted his self esteem and confidence, that made him feel finally validated/accepted?

Let’s make a short list about all the things that D took away from him when he had to give her his crown:

1. The love of the Northern Lords and people.

2. The respect of the Northern Lords and people.

3. For all he knows his relationship with Sansa, the woman whom gave him validation, love and purpose, when he needed them the most, is fractured (it isn’t, but he might think him bending the knee will estrange them since he doesn’t know what’s going on in her head. Now, it’s safe to assume that he’s in a overthinking state right now (who wouldn’t be? I know I would if I were in his place), it’s safe and logical to assume that he’s thinking/overthinking about all these things and that they're going to be stressing him tf out until he reaches Winterfell, so add “peace of mind” to this list as well, cause she took that too).

4. Dandelion downgraded him. He was a King and because of her he’s now a warden. I know that he didn’t care much about the “crown”, about being King, but by being King and the North being independent, he could protect his people and his family better. I want what’s best for Jon, and D. ain’t it. This woman just takes and takes and only brings destruction, fire and blood everywhere she goes. I don’t think for one moment, no matter what anyone tells me, that D deserves him. A relationship between them would never be that of two equals, D. doesn’t like sharing power with others, and it would certainly not be a healthy relationship, quite the opposite, it’d be toxic. 

5. His happiness. Have y'all seen him happy/smile/laugh on that damned island or with D. in the entirety of season 7? Cause I sure as hell didn’t. #GiveJonHisHappinessBack2k18

So yeah, there is absolutely nothing that makes this pair (J0nerys) make sense to me, Jon being in love with her would be the most absurd ooc thing ever, and I don’t think all of this, because I feel threatened by the ship or because I’m trying to find reasons as for why he’s not in love with her so he can be with Sansa or whatever, that’s NOT IT. It’s simply about the fact that book Jon and show Jon would never fall for someone as shallow as D. 

That’s why I 100% believe in political Jon, there is just no way he’d fall for her, him and D are polar opposites, and I mean POLAR OPPOSITES. 

I’m not even worried about the “what if he’s in love with her?”, because nothing in season 7 made me believe/convinced me that he is, especially not the chickensex. God, that was the scene that made me go, “Well, she’s definitely in love with him, but he sure as hell ain’t in love with her.”, I mean, COME TF ON!! TVD had better love scenes than that, and the production of that show doesn’t even come close to GoT, besides, GoT proved time and time again they can do romance and provide good love making scenes ex. Missandei and Grey Worm, but they didn’t do it with J/D, instead they overlapped Jon’s true parentage, Bran was narrating, that “love” scene was anything but a love scene. It was bland, rushed sex. But let’s pretend for a second that he really is in love with her, would I want him dead for it? No. Would I think he’s an idiot? Yeah, kinda. I mean, I don’t discriminate, the moment Robb married Talisa, I was sitting on my couch and I literally went, “Oh Robb, you bloody idiod, this is going to come bite you in the arse.”. 

So yeah, how stupid it would be, if he went on and repeated exactly the same, as Sansa called them, “stupid mistakes” that Robb and Ned made? That would just be dumbing down Jon’s charachter, and I don’t want that, because I love Jon’s charachter, and because Jon is not dumb, those who have read the books know that, they know Jon is very clever and very observing, so yeah, him falling for D., giving her the North because he thinks she deserves it (btw, why in the world would he think she deserves it? lol she didn’t agree to help the North, until Jon almost got killed to get her what she needed, so she could get her dumb truce from Cersei, yeah, CERSEI, which she didn’t even get in the end… she doesn’t give af about the people that she wants to rule, about the people that she demands they bend the knee to her, they’re on 2nd place, she is her own priority, she is on 1st place, what she wants is on 1st place, what she wants is her main priority, the rest comes 2nd and is not that important to her), would be indeed butchering his charachter, because that’s not who Jon Snow is.

I’m not sure why y'all think him betraying D., him playing her is ooc and charachter butchering, when he’s legit done this type of thing before? It’s canon that he’ll always choose his family (just like he chose the nights watch and his brothers over the wildlings, and Ygritte, with whom he was in love with, unlike with D.), that it will always be on the first place, all he does and ever will do is for them. Even North of the Wall he said to Beric that his loyalty is to the North, that he fights for the North, so when he said he pledged himself to D. at the Dragonpit, that was a LIE, one of the many he had to tell, because he was literally given no other choice. Not sure how so many people haven’t picked up all these red flags in the Jon/D. storyline… there’s so many of ‘em, but oh well..

In conclusion, I would never wish for Jon to die, if say, he truly was in love with D., however I would think of it as being plain stupid and as charachter butchering, and I most certainly don’t see him as a prize for Sansa or as a tool to prop her up. Though, tbh the thing with Jon and Sansa is that ever since they reunited, they have pretty much propped each other up in an equal and healthy way, they’re not using each other, they’re helping each other reach their goals and aspirations, they’re both trying to maintain, making sure they maintain the safety that they achieved once they took back Winterfell, the beautiful thing about their relationship is that they didn’t squabble over who should be King/Queen/rule the North etc. Sansa was happy for Jon, when he was crowed/named King, and him and her ended up sharing that power, Sansa advised him and he listened, Jon expressed his thoughts and opinions and she listened, not once did Sansa object that the Northerners chose him, not once did she try to take his crown and title while he was away, even when they were offered to her. Can we say the same about D.? Who again, just took and took from him? Who’s using whom to prop themselves up huh? Who stripped Jon of all his accomplishments automatically propping herself up? Cause it definitely ain’t Sansa “You’re good at this you know. At ruling.” Stark.

As I’ve already said, the political Jon theory has nothing to do with Sansa, me thinking it would be charachter butchering if he was in love with D., if he trusted her and gave her everything because of love, has nothing to do with Jonsa, Sansa or shipping, political Jon is about Jon, about who he is and who he isn’t, and again (for the 2nd-3rd? time now), he is not an idiot; it’s about what type of women he likes, and he is 100% not attracted nor turned on by power hungry squabbling ones who, cherry on top, burn people alive, and who tell their advisors stuff like, “Your family you mean? Perhaps you don’t want to hurt them after all.” (of course he doesn’t want to hurt them, they’re his family, his own blood, you psycho), yeah, no I bet Jon got real turned on by her saying that. lol 

I have said this so many times, Jon would never and could never fall in love with her, there is nothing that makes her attractive in his eyes, except for her face, and Jon isn’t the type that cares about beauty and looks all that much, he’s not superficial like that. Ygritte wasn’t a great bauty, but Jon fell in love with her personality, her fierceness, her sense of humor (I mean Ygritte was funny af #RIP #gonebutneverforgotten) with who she was as a person, and not with her looks.

Hope my answer satisfied you nonny if it didn't, it’s ok (I’m not gonna tag this game of thrones, asoiaf etc. because what I wrote here, I pretty much wrote before, in other metas of mine, and I don’t wanna bore people with the same ideas.✌️

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A Crack in Everything (Chapter 4/8) - Jonerys

Summary: Six years after their high school romance ended in emotional ruin, Daenerys Targaryen runs into Jon Snow by chance on Valentine's Day, forcing old memories to the resurface. This sudden reunion could be cathartic, but it could also deepen the cracks already in their hearts. The question Daenerys grapples with is, will this all be worth it in the end?

Rating: Explicit

First 4 chapters up on Ao3 -- more tags/warnings/notes there

The first time Jon and I kissed, we didn't stop for thirty minutes, and when the bell rang, we walked to Chemistry together with silly smiles on our faces. We had made a nonverbal agreement not to kiss in front of our classmates, though. Our relationship wasn't for public scrutiny. It was for us.

We were calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend by the end of the week.

I fell in love with Jon almost immediately after that, or maybe I had already been in love with him and just hadn't realized it. I had always thought falling in love was supposed to happen over a long period of time and that loving someone so passionately so quickly meant that the relationship was doomed. Maybe I had been right, but when I was with Jon, kissing him, touching him, laughing with him, I thought that we would last forever. I would never have another boyfriend. I would go to school and he would follow me, we would get an apartment together and watch each other grow as people, we would get married after my graduation, buy a small house on a large piece of land and have two kids by the time I turned thirty. I would be a wildlife biologist and he would teach modern literature. I planned it all out in my head during our first couple of months as a couple, and sometimes, I would interrupt our lunch time make-out sessions to add a new detail to our fifteen year plan.

“Goats,” I said once against his mouth, to which he made such a profoundly confused face and I couldn't help but laugh at. I had been sitting across his lap and I could feel his hard on against my leg, so I figured it was time to get his mind on something other than what making out could sometimes lead to. “What do you think of goats? I've always wanted them.”

“Well. . .” Jon began, scrunching his eyebrows, mulling the question over. “I can honestly say I've never met a goat I didn't like.”

“I want goats. At least two, so they aren't lonely.”

“That makes sense,” Jon replied with a nod. “What about a dog? I've always wanted a dog. A big dog.”

“I like dogs. Can we also get an iguana? I kind of have a thing for reptiles.”

Another nod while he twisted a lock of my hair around his finger. “I'm glad you told me. It's good that we get our fetishes out in the open now before we get too deep into this relationship.”

I laughed so abruptly that I snorted and buried my face into the curve of Jon's neck.

“I'm not really a lizard man myself,” he continued in an analytical sort of voice. “However, I did used to have a thing for Nala from the Lion King.”

“Please, stop,” I choked out through my fit of laughter. I leaned away from him, flopping onto my back on the pavement and splaying my hands over my chest. “I'm going to have a heart attack.”

Turning onto his knees, Jon leaned over me and kissed the backs of my hands. My giggles subsiding, I moved one hand to his cheek and brought his mouth to mine. When the bell rang and our lips parted, I realized what a compromising position we had been in, with me on my back and Jon above me, his tongue in my mouth and his knee on the concrete between my parted legs. We hadn't yet done anything more than make out and feel each other over our clothes, but in that moment I wished we were in a bed somewhere rather than behind the basketball gym at school.

While we walked to Chemistry, Jon bumped my shoulder with his arm and asked “Do you think we could teach the iguana to ride on the dog's back? Because that would be worth it right there.”

Tapping a finger against my chin, I replied “I think we could figure it out.”

Just a week later, university acceptance letters began to filter into the mailboxes of every student at Westeros Prep. All except one. It had made sense to me that Jon would go to college because I knew how intelligent he was. I could see him hanging out on a state school campus, lounging against a thick tree trunk, reading Of Mice and Men between classes, but Jon hadn't applied anywhere, and had made no indication that he was planning on applying in the future.

The only time he ever mentioned college was in reference to my own pursuits. When he saw a college fair had popped up in the quad one day, Jon made us go during our lunch period and as we fluttered from booth to booth, from Georgetown to Duke, from Columbia to USC, from Brown to Stanford, and so on and so on, he had made a passing comment I should have paid more attention to:

“The only booth that was ever set up at my old school was for the military, and it was there everyday. Actually, the Army recruitment office was just across the street from campus, between a Pizza Hut and the Metro PCS store.”

I recall those words often, wondering how long Jon had been considering joining the Army without telling me. For a long time after finding out Jon had decided to enlist, I was sick to my stomach with worry and guilt, so it made me feel better to think that it was always something he was interested in, that maybe being in the military would give him something I couldn't, that somehow, ironically, it would bring him peace.

* * * * *

While Jon drove me home from the pier that Saturday, I watched his fingers dance absentmindedly across the back of my hand over the center console. When he pulled up in front of my building, I hesitated, wanting to invite him inside, but after a few moments silence, I unbuckled and climbed out of the car. Before I shut the car door, Jon leaned over he console and asked “Can I come see you again soon?”

I told him he could, then went inside, noticing through the glass front doors of the complex that Jon's Jeep remained parked out front until I was inside my apartment.

The next day, I had assumed optimistically that Jon would be waiting for me again when I got off my shift, but that wasn't the case. I worried that he'd changed his mind, that, after fully processing what all I confessed to him on the pier, he decided I was too damaged now.

But, Monday evening, there was a knock on my apartment door.

I was watching a Shark Tank marathon and eating Ben & Jerry's out of the pint tub – that and the two-liter of Diet Coke on the floor beside the sofa was my dinner. I really should have spent the day searching for another part-time job so that I could start making enough money to achieve my new life dream of being able to afford my own apartment, one with a dishwasher, but the overwhelming feeling of utter hopelessness kept me watching reality TV since waking up.

“Missi! Your B.F. is here!” I called out, knowing she and her boyfriend had a date that night, because she had been in the bathroom for almost two hours getting ready.

She rushed through the living room with only one shoe on, muttering something about how she thought they were meeting at the restaurant. I kept my eyes on the TV, but when Missandei opened our front door, it wasn't her boyfriend's voice I heard, it was Jon's.

“Hi, is Daenerys here?”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise and I looked to the door, but all I could see was Missandei's slender back and part of the mostly-opened front door. Then she twisted around and shot me a suspicious look.

“Daenerys,” she said with an inflection, because she'd never heard anyone use my full name before, “the door's for you.”

Moving quicker than I had all day, I stood and ran into the kitchen, throwing my ice cream back into the freezer and splashing water from the sink on my face. It occurred to me that I was in my pajamas, but thankfully they also happened to double as normal, though very casual day clothes – yoga pants and a somewhat over-sized Los Angeles Rams t-shirt. Missandei side eyed me as she sauntered back to the bathroom and I shuffled to the door while tying my hair back as neatly as I could.

“Hey,” Jon said.

With nervous surprise, I told him to come in and he did. As I moved around him to close the door I noticed he smelled more like deodorant than cigarettes. He was also holding a plastic bag.

“I'm sorry for just stopping by. We never exchanged numbers.”

“That's okay. It's the same number I had in high school, though. But, I guess you probably don't still have it in your phone.”

He shook his head. “Is this a bad time?”

“Not unless you count me sitting on my ass in my pajamas watching Shark Tank as a bad time.”

With a small smile, Jon said “You didn't used to like football.”

I glanced down at my shirt, then shrugged “I watch a few games here and there. Do you want to sit?” I crossed the room and picked up the remote where I had dropped it and flicked off the television. Missandei and I didn't have much in the way of furniture. Just a deep green sofa, IKEA coffee table and our 34 inch TV that rested on a solid wood bookshelf turned on it's side. Missandei stored her vinyls between the vertical slats. Most of our things sat in piles on the floor. Stacks of books, stacks of blankets, stacks of towels. Our living room almost always looked like we were preparing for a yard sale.

Sitting together on the couch, Jon set his plastic bag in the space left between us.

“Don't you have work tonight?” I asked.

“I actually got off earlier today. Switched shifts with someone. I wanted to give this to you. I know it's lame, but I thought I should see if you wanted it back.”

With a hesitant smile, I put my hand in the bag and removed from it something soft and familiar. Though somewhat faded from lots of wearing and washing, it looked as good as I remembered and smelled even better, because it smelled like Jon. A crimson sweatshirt with HARVARD printed across the chest. I smiled down at it as wide as I did the first time Jon gave it to me.

“You kept it?” I asked.

“Ever since the day you threw it at my head and told me to eat shit and die.”

As he smiled, I frowned. “Did I really say that?”

“It was the last thing you ever said to me actually.”

I hadn't forgotten, but I had hoped Jon had. Looking down at the big white letters, I said “I wore this thing everyday when I wasn't at school or work, you know.”

“I know.”

“I kept wearing it even after Harvard rejected me. I had this idea that I would wear it on my first day at Caltech. It was going to be hilarious and I would have made absolutely no friends.”

“I know.”

Scooting to the edge of the sofa, I straightened my back and pulled the sweatshirt on over my head and down my body. The end of my t-shirt stuck out the bottom awkwardly, but it fit.

When Missandei came out again, all dolled up and ready for her date, she eyed the word across my chest and said “I thought you went to Caltech.”

“Harvard looks better on her,” Jon answered for me and the peculiar complement made me blush nonetheless.

“Alright,” said Missandei, giving me another one of those suspicious looks that meant have fun but be careful. I had never told my roommate about Jon, even though she was the closest thing to a best friend I've had since Jon. It was sad to think of how little she really knew about me, and that it was completely my fault. Once, while we were both tipsy off cheap gin, I told her about my pregnancy as a test, seeing how far I could open up to another human being before I'd start to panic, but that was as far as it went. She asked if I'd had an abortion and I answered by pouring myself another drink and changing the subject to workplace gossip. Once again, Jon knew more about me than anyone else in my life.

I gave awkward introductions – “Missi, this is Jon. Jon, this is Missi.” –  and she was out the door a minute later, saying she may not be home until morning.

Alone with Jon now, my apartment never seemed so quiet. To quickly break the tension, I asked him once more about his face.

“Your scars. What happened?” I asked.

“It's kind of a long story.”

“Well, Missi did say she may not be back til tomorrow.”

That got him to smile a bit before going into it. “I guess it really isn't that long of a story. I served for four years, came back and didn't know what the hell to do with myself, so I reenlisted. Eight months into my tour there was an ambush and --” He finished the story by holding up his fist and popping out his fingers as he made a dull explosion sound with his mouth. “A month in a hospital later and I was discharged.”

I could tell there was a lot more to the story by the way Jon's soft eyes squinted and his body relax in a defeated sort of way against the back of the couch. I could feel him shutting down, just enough to keep the memories from taking over his mind. This look wasn't unfamiliar to me. He had the same sort of look whenever he spoke about his mother. It was the same look he had the day he brought me to the neighborhood he grew up in.

* * * * *

When Jon turned eighteen, it was a Saturday. I would have taken the day off to be with him, but he told me his family had planned a whole day of “fun” for him and that I should take Sunday off instead. I thought that I should have planned something for him as well, but it seemed like he already had something in mind. He picked me up Sunday morning in front of the Seven-Eleven and drove about ten miles South until we were in a neighborhood that made mine look like Pleasantville.  

“This is where you wanted to go for your birthday?” I asked as he parallel parked next to a boarded up, dilapidated apartment building.

“I don't really care about my birthday. I just wanted to take you here, and since you took the day off. . .”

“You wanted to take me here?”

After he got out of the car, he went around and opened the passenger door for me, like it was a real date. It was an unusually chilly morning for April and I kept my hands inside the front pouch of my Harvard sweatshirt. Jon put his arm around my shoulders and pointed up to the third floor of the crusty brick building.

“You see that window, the one on the far left side, third floor?”

“Yeah.”

“That's where my mom died. Inside that room.”

Moving my eyes from the boarded window to Jon's profile, I tried to read his expression, but it was one I couldn't dissect. He didn't look especially sad, though he certainly didn't look happy. His features were soft and unaffected, but his lips were pursed like he was contemplating something, a message written on the wall that only he could see.

We hadn't discussed Jon's mother much. All I knew about her was the probably-false rumors our classmates would mumble to each other when I was within earshot. I never pressed Jon for the truth because it would have been hypocritical of me, since I never wanted to talk about my family either.

“How did she die?” I asked gently, trying to make the question come off in a way that Jon would know he didn't have to answer.

Jon took a few easy breaths and rubbed my arm where his hand rested. It gave Jon comfort to give me comfort. “Drugs. But, I'm sure you already knew about that.”

“I didn't know if it was true or not.”

“Unfortunately, a lot of what people say at school is true. The rest, well, I don't even know enough about my life to dispute the rest. She wasn't always a junkie, though. She was actually a really great mom for a long time, but she always had this very intense, penetrative sadness that seemed to consume her little by little each day. Living where we lived didn't help. Everyone was on something and by the time I reached middle school, she was as good as gone. The rest was just watching and waiting until one day she never came home. She'd gone missing before, but only for a few days at a time. After two weeks, I just assumed she died. When the cops showed up at the front door and told me what they'd found when they raided this building, I couldn't even cry, because I'd already accepted it.”

“I'm sorry, Jon.”

He shook his head and looked at me. “I just wanted you to know the truth. I wanted you to see who I am.”

“That's not who you are, though. That's who your mom was. You're not her.”

“Sometimes I feel like a traitor. I'm basically being taken care of by Ned Stark, but when my mom needed help, he wasn't there. But, I actually like Ned. He's almost always working, but when he's not, he's a really nice person – annoyingly nice sometimes. I don't understand what sort of dispute he could have had with my mom before I was born to make them hate each other so much. I tried asking a little while ago, but he's even less comfortable talking about my mom than I am.”

I took my hands out of my sweatshirt and hugged Jon against me. “You're not a traitor. Some families are just too fucked up to ever understand.”

Hugging me back, he laid his cheek against the side of my head and said “One day, I want to have a totally un-fucked up family.”

“Me too,” I replied.

That was when Jon told me he loved me for the first time, but he told me as a question. “Do you already know that I love you?”

I lifted my head and answered “I had a feeling. You already know that I love you, right?”

“Oh, yeah. You're not very subtle.”

I smiled, but it was hard to be happy in a place like that. A car alarm went off in the near distance and a cat fight had broken out in front of a rotting cottage across the street. The sound of rickety shopping cart wheels grew ever louder as a homeless man limped down the street in our direction.

“Where did you live?” I asked. It couldn't possibly have been here.

Thankfully, we got back into the Mazda, but we didn't travel far. Jon turned onto the highway, drove North a couple blocks, then pulled into the parking lot of a laundromat. I followed suit when Jon exited the car once again, and I followed him across the parking lot until we stood on the sidewalk facing the highway. Sunday traffic was light, but still noisy, so when Jon spoke I had to stand almost against him to hear.

“Across the street,” He pointed in front of us, to a huge building, right up against the highway, tall and beige and rowed with small plaster balconies, clothes and towels draped over the edge of half of them. On the bottom floor, graffiti decorated the chipped paint and the windows were all barred. While it was certainly a step up from the abandoned drug-den Jon had just shown me, the building was depressing at best.

“We lived someplace nicer when I was young,” Jon continued. “I mean, it still wasn't a great area, but it was a little house with a front yard and there were kids my age who I could play with. We moved here when I was nine, after my mom lost her secretary job.”

I took his hand in mine and squeezed. “A few foster families I stayed with lived in buildings a lot like this one, but I never stayed long.”

“It's weird that we met where we did. In some fancy douche-bag school. I guess I'm just lucky you're freaky smart and my uncle is freaky rich.” His eyes were still on the building, his palm damp against mine. “I'm not going to say I'm lucky my mom died when she did, but at least something good came out of it.”

“Hey.” I gave his arm a gentle tug to get him to look at me. I had no idea how to respond to that, so instead, I said “Let's go someplace happy, alright? For your birthday.”

“Yeah.” Finally, the corners of his mouth lifted. “Can we go to your apartment?”

I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth and nodded. That was exactly what I had in mind.

* * * * *

Slowly, I raised a finger to where the longest scar started on his forehead and felt the slight crease of skin. Incredulously, I asked “You spent a month in the hospital for these?”

Heaving a drawn out sigh, Jon began unbuttoning his shirt. My pulse raced, but any excitement I felt for getting to see Jon's body again was quickly replaced by anxious fear. I couldn't prevent my gasp, and I felt tears prickle at my eyelids as soon as my eyes beheld the long, jagged scars that covered Jon's torso, one of which being right where I had placed my hand in the middle of his chest on the pier, right over his heart.

“Oh my God,” I breathed, unable to look away. I had to cover my eyes with the palm of my hand when I felt about ready to throw up. “I shouldn't have let you go,” I whimpered. “I knew something bad was going to happen. I knew you were going to get hurt.”

“You knew you couldn't stop me. And I'm fine now.”

After a hard swallow, I let my hand drop, taking in the sight again with a bit more composure. “Does it hurt?” I asked, reaching out tentatively and touching the discolored scar running down the center of his chest with my fingertips.

“Not anymore.”

“You almost died, didn't you?”

His hand raised to my face and I felt his thumb stroking the water that had spilled from my eyes. “Don't cry,” he whispered, leaning toward me. “I'm not dead.”

Slowly, but without caution, I leaned forward to rest my cheek against his. His arms went around my waist and mine draped around his shoulders. We remained like that for a short time and when I leaned back ever so slightly, I turned my head, my nose grazing against his cheekbone. I took his face in my hands and tilted his head down so that I could press my lips to the top of his most prominent facial scar, kissing my way down the permanent blemish until it stopped at the hollow of his cheek. All it took was a shift of my head a couple inches and my mouth was over his, and when I puckered my lips, they just barely touched his. Each kiss was just a little bit firmer, a little bit longer, and soon Jon was kissing me back, letting me taste his tobacco and winterfresh breath, and his warm tongue.

* * * * *

I had made Jon wait in the hallway outside my apartment door for a couple minutes while I straightened up. It was a tiny place and I wasn't exactly a tidy person. Once all the dishes were in the sink, garbage in the garbage can, dirty clothes in the hamper, and clean clothes tossed in the closet, I gave Jon the green light to come in.

It wasn't the first time Jon had been over, but it was nerve wracking all the same to watch his eyes scan my single room apartment like he was trying to spot something that wasn't there before. There was never really much to see, though, besides clutter. Just a kitchenette, a Salvation Army desk and my bed, which was just a mattress and box spring sitting on the floor under the only window in the whole apartment. There was a door next to the refrigerator that led to a small bathroom and a sliding door by my bed that was a long, narrow closet stuffed with old school stuff and cheap clothes. I never liked buying furniture because I never liked moving it, so when I did buy things for the apartment it was usually funky blankets and pillows and water cups with TV characters on them. I hung Christmas lights across two adjacent walls but rarely plugged them in, worrying it might be a fire hazard. There was no television, but I did have a laptop that I kept locked in my desk in case of a break in.

Jon took his fake-leather jacket off and draped it over my desk chair. “I like the dinosaur pillows.”

I turned to my bed, cheeks going pink as I realized I had made my bed the other day with cartoon dinosaur sheets I'd bought on sale in the children's section at Target. It probably looked even stranger that along with them, I was using a thick Christmas themed throw blanket as a comforter.

“So, I have a question,” he continued. “You're still seventeen, right? So how come you're living on your own and not in some shitty foster home?”

“It's a long story,” I said, sitting down on the edge of my bed. Because there wasn't a frame, the height was about the same as a regular couch. “The short version is that my brother adopted me when he turned twenty-one, but that turned out to be a complete nightmare, so I got emancipated when I was fifteen, around the time I started at Westeros Prep. I had been working since I was fourteen so I could already support myself enough to afford this lavish life of luxury you see here.”

With some hesitancy, Jon replied “I thought your brother died.”

“My oldest brother killed himself less than a year before I was born. I have another brother, though, who is about seven years older than me. I haven't seen him in a couple years. He must have gotten all of my father's genes, because he's not a very good person. I still love him, though, but if I never have to see him again, I think I'd be okay with that.”

Jon nodded slowly, crossing the few feet between my desk and my bed to sit beside me. “Fucked up families,” he said.

“Exactly.”

For a bit, we sat in silence, save for the soft hum of the traffic outside, until Jon broke it.

“What do you want to do?”

Nervously, I shrugged, a lie because I knew exactly what I wanted to do. It was the same thing we'd almost done the last time Jon was over, and the same thing I fantasized about most nights as I tried to fall asleep.

“Are you too warm in that?” he asked.

I glanced down at my sweatshirt and nodded, then pulled the thing off. The tank top I wore underneath rode up to just under my bra as I did so, so I tugged it back down over my hips quickly. Jon raised a hand to the back of my head and I felt his fingers rake through where my loose hair had become tangled. When I toed off my shoes, Jon followed suit and removed his Converse. While his eyes were on his feet, I took a chance and pulled off my tank top, and before Jon's eyes found me again, I was already shedding my bra.

“We don't have to,” he said, because that was the sort of thing nice guys said, and while I was glad for that, what I really wanted was to feel his hands on my naked tits and his mouth kissing me all over.

It sounds silly, but the fact that Jon had turned eighteen and I was still seventeen made me even more excited. I always enjoyed those sorts of benign rebellions because it was all I could ever afford myself. I felt this way behind the basketball gym sometimes when Jon and I would spend the entire period making out. As soon as the bell would ring, I would pull back just slightly and say “We need to get to class” and Jon would reply “Fuck class. Kiss me,” and I would kiss him for another two minutes before we'd run to Chemistry and get there just as the bell was ringing again. Little things like that made me feel dangerous and like my life was more interesting than it really was.

Jon had a condom in his wallet “just in case” and when we were both naked I watched him slide it onto himself, chewing on my fingernails until he was finished. I was a virgin and he wasn't, but I liked that it wouldn't be his first time. I needed him to be less nervous than I was.

Lying back on one of my dinosaur print pillows, I parted my legs enough for Jon to situate himself between them. When he leaned over me, I flinched a bit, thinking he was going to put his penis in me right then, but he didn't. He pushed some strands of hair from my face and asked “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” I whispered and pushed some of his curls behind his ear.

“Just kiss me, alright? And don't stop.”

That sounded easy. I'd had a lot of practice kissing Jon over the last few of months. When he closed the gap between our mouths, I kissed him the way I thought lovers kissed and tried not to focus on Jon's hand as it trailed between our bodies and touched me where no one else had ever touched me before. My hips jerked slightly and I moaned into his mouth which just made him kiss me better.

A second after his hand left me, I felt something else replace it, but instead of freaking out, I just did what he said and kept on kissing him. I had my hand behind his head, keeping him with me just in case.

I knew that it would hurt. Everyone always says the first time hurts, but the pain went away a lot sooner than I thought it would. I wondered if having used tampons for years had helped, but quickly turned my mind onto something other than periods, like the fact that Jon Snow, my boyfriend, who I loved so deeply, was in my bed, having sex with me.

Afterward, we got Icee's and pizza from downstairs and watched Lost on my laptop, pausing it every few minutes to make out a little bit. “Best birthday ever,” Jon had murmured between kisses.

* * * * *

“Daenerys,” Jon breathed against my mouth and I wanted to roll myself up and live between his lips like one of his cigarettes. But then he said “Maybe I should leave.”

I leaned back a bit, understanding but also not understanding at all, because he had kissed me back, his hand had slid from my waist to my thigh and his dark eyes were full of hunger.

“Can't you just kiss me for a little?” I asked, running my hand across his cheek and feeling his short beard tickle my palm.

Leaning his forehead against mine, he purred. “I don't know if I can just kiss you.”

I recaptured his mouth, trapping his bottom lip between mine. The kisses intensified quickly. I didn't think I'd ever kissed Jon like this. These were needy, ravenous kisses. Live-in-the-moment kisses, because in the next moment, everything could be different. Forget-about-the-future kisses. There was only right now.

I swung a leg over his lap and his hands went to my ass before sliding up and under my shirt, uncomfortably stretching all the fabric that kept my body hidden. His fingers unhooked my bra so that his palms could caress the length of my back uninterrupted. Maybe that was as far as Jon wanted to go, but I took a chance away, leaned back on his lap and peeled off my shirt and sweatshirt, all in one, albeit awkward, motion. Then I took a breath, watching Jon's dark eyes watch my chest as I slowly slid my bra down my arms before dropping it onto the floor.

From my back, Jon's hands trailed around until they were feeling the curve of my tits, not much different, I hoped, from the last time he'd held them. His calloused fingers against my nipples made me bite my bottom lip and I was suddenly feeling breathless. When Jon leaned forward, I tilted my head up and then his mouth was on my neck, pressing wet kisses that made my toes curl. Arousal boiled between my legs and I began to move my hips just enough to feel how much he wanted me too. As soon as my crotch brushed his, he hummed against my neck and slid his hands back down to my ass, pulling me firmly against him.

“I need you,” I breathed, my eyes closed, focusing on his body against mine. “I need you inside me.”

But a moment later, he was leaning away from me, resting against the back of the couch and parting his hands from my yearning body to rub his eyes, as if he thought this was some kind of dream. I could see the wheels turning in his head and suddenly felt lost. If he was mulling this over, then I knew how it would end.

“This is why you were afraid to talk to me,” I said solemnly, fingers fiddling with the bottom hem of his flannel shirt. “You knew this would happen. You knew I still wanted you.”

His hands dropped to my thighs, rubbing them like he would do to my arm to comfort me, to comfort himself. I didn't feel comforted, though. I could tell he was trying to focus on my eyes and not the fact that I was half naked and on top of him, ready for the taking. “I knew that I still wanted you,” he whispered. “I just have to think first.”

“You've had all this time to think, Jon, and it lead you here. I didn't ask you to come over tonight. But you're here now, so stay.” I was pleading now and I hated it, but I was afraid that if he left I wouldn't ever see him again and I couldn't go through that twice.

Eyes trailing down my body, I could see them flicker as one part of him tried desperately to convince all the other parts to give up on me. His hands began to tremble as they slid up to my hips, and then he was moving me off of him. Standing, he kept his back to me while he adjusted the way his jeans pressed against his erection. I didn't try to speak. I had already said all I could think of.

“I just need to think,” he said again while pulling a pack of Marlboros from his pocket.

He didn't walk away, though. He remained standing in front of the couch, fingers sliding a cigarette into his mouth and I just watched him do it, content to let him smoke in my apartment if it meant he wouldn't leave. Jon would never do that, though. His hand never even reached for a lighter.

After a minute, I stood, cautious and quiet. I picked up my t-shirt and held it to my chest, covering myself without putting it on, then moved around to Jon's front. I didn't try to touch him, but I stood close. His eyes stared at the wall behind my head, still mulling.

And then something changed. His eyes squeezed shut and he pulled the cigarette from his mouth, tucking it behind his ear. A hand covered his eyes as he inhaled sharply through his nose. I wanted to hold him but still thought it best to give him space. The next time I saw his eyes, they were pink and his eyelids twitched like he was trying not to cry.

“Okay,” he said finally, then paused again to take a series of long breaths. “You were right. You were right all those years ago when you told me that it didn't matter and that it didn't change what we had, because I never got over you, I never stopped loving you and I never stopped wanting you. I guess that's obvious. Every day since you told me to eat shit and die, I have missed you. You're still the most beautiful person I've ever seen. I would give you every single piece of me if you wanted it.” I could hear his throat swallow hard. “But, I don't want anyone to ever look down on you, or us. . . Fuck. This is hard for me. I want this so bad, but it's hard for me to accept that there's this thing between us. I wanted us to be perfect. I thought that we were perfect.”

The t-shirt was growing damp where my hands clutched the fabric. I was sweating again. Jon was too. Small beads of moisture percolated at his hairline.

Shaking my head, I whispered “I don't need perfect. I never did.” I stared at his chest. With him standing, the scars looked almost like rips in his flesh, like something trying to cut it's way out of him. “I'm sorry I pushed you. I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable. Please don't leave, though. We could just hang out. Even after all these years, I still think of you as my best friend. More than anything else, you were my best friend.”

My eyes caught Jon's green Converse stepping closer to me. I could feel the heat coming off of his body and when he laid his palm on my jaw, I thought the skin might melt off my face.

“You're my best friend, too. And don't apologize. You didn't make me uncomfortable. I did. I've got Robb Stark's fucking voice in my head.”

He had said the last bit with a breathy chuckle and I finally picked my head up to face him.

“I'm not going to listen to it anymore,” he added. “He doesn't know what this is like.”

Hopefully, I suggested “We could just get dinner and watch TV. We never did finish Lost. Well, I finished it without you, but we could start over. Get some Chinese food and just. . . start over.”

“Okay.” He nodded. “Let's do that. But, let's do this first, alright?”

A second later, his mouth was over mine, kissing my upper lip and I was quick to capture his bottom lip, sucking gently. As soon as his arms were around my waist, I wrapped mine around his neck, dropping my t-shirt to the floor without a care. He held me close and lifted me to his height, my pointed toes leaving the carpet. My eyes were shut, focusing on kissing him, relishing in the tickle of his short beard against my nose and the smoking taste of his warm tongue. When his hand hooked under my butt, I wrapped my legs around him and moved my hips against his abdomen, longing for just an ounce of pressure between my thighs. My mind could hardly register that Jon had turned us around until I was suddenly horizontal, my back landing on my plush sofa cushions, and Jon was on top of me, having never broken our kiss.

I was being consumed by hot breath and salty skin, and flexing muscles, like the one pulsing against my desperate pussy. My hands were quick to slide between our bodies, connecting with Jon's belt. The buckle landed harshly against my pelvis once I had it unfastened. Jon sat up on my knees between my legs and pulled the leather strap from the loops around his jeans and dropped it to the floor.

“There are condoms under the sick in the bathroom,” I said through shallow gasps.

Meeting my eyes, Jon nodded, then leaped up and went to find my bathroom. After a deep breath, I lifted my knees to my chest and pulled off my yoga pants and underwear. Jon was back before they hit the floor and I immediately broke out in a fit of laughter because he had brought the entire Costco sized box with him. He started to chuckle as well, but was too mesmerized by the sight of me.

Moving slower now, Jon set the box down on the floor and started on his shoes, eyes never leaving me. I thought he would undress for me, but he didn't. Once his shoes were off, he climbed back between my legs and leaned down, kissing me firm on the mouth before moving down to my neck, nibbling the skin and licking my throat. My eyes closed and my fingers wove into his hair as I felt wet kisses trail from my collarbone to my chest to my nipple – I gasped, his teeth grazing the hard nub before sweeping it with his tongue. And then he went lower, to my navel, then even lower. His arm hooked under my knee and lifted it up higher, over his shoulder, and then his lips were on my pussy, kissing me, teasing me, tasting how aroused I had become. I tilted my head back against the sofa cushion and groaned, overtaken by the sensual sound of wetness meeting wetness as he licked me.

After Jon found my clit I knew it wouldn't take long for me to cum. My pussy had sucked his two fingers into it's depth like they belonged there and my muscles clenched them tight as he persistently sucked my clit between his lips and did something with his tongue that made me whimper curse words through clenched teeth, moving my hips against his mouth. My orgasm seemed to last forever though it was probably only about ten seconds. I begged him not to stop, and he didn't, but eventually it was too much and I had to push his head away.

I was left panting, chest heaving. Jon had sat up and I closed my legs, my thighs pressed tightly together. Slowly, he removed his fingers from inside me and rested his sticky hand on my knee, squeezing it gently. When I was calm, I looked at him and blushed, realizing it was the most relaxed I'd felt in a long time.

“Hi,” I breathed, like my mind had been wiped clean and I was meeting him for the first time, naked and trembling.

“Hi,” he replied, then gently pulled my legs straight, to rest across his own.

Jon rubbed my calves and feet and after a couple minutes, I thought I could fall asleep like that, but then I remembered the box of condoms and suddenly felt a pulse between my thighs. It had been so long since someone else had given me an orgasm that I'd forgotten just how much I loved it, but an orgasm wasn't all that I wanted.

Twisting on my side, I reached down to the floor and retrieved a condom from the box before sitting up. I moved to straddle Jon's lap, knees sinking into the sofa on either side of him. I could smell myself on his face when I leaned close. I kissed him, open-mouthed, connecting our tongues and I could taste myself too among his usual Jon taste. Even better.

While we made out like we used to, but better, I felt Jon's hands between us and his hips raising against me. He leaned forward to finish pushing his jeans and boxers off his legs, but I moved with him the whole time, never breaking our kiss. His erection was against me now, flesh on flesh. Jon leaned back against the couch and I lowered my pussy to let it rest atop the underside of his pulsing cock. He moaned into my mouth, his hands squeezing my ass while I moved my hips just enough to get him slick with my cum.

I'll admit, I wanted to let him slide into me right then, but I handed the condom to him and watched him put it on himself. Once ready, I gripped Jon's shoulders and lowered myself onto him, trying to keep my breathing even while he filled me.

“Oh my God,” I groaned once I had him all the way inside. His forehead was against mine, his hands back on my ass and I simply stayed there, sitting on his lap with him buried inside me, shifting ever so slightly here and there, getting reacquainted to the feel of him.

After half a minute, I lifted up a couple inches, then lowered back down. This simple move made Jon groan and squeeze my flesh.

“Just to warn you,” he sighed, “I'm not going to last very long.”

I dropped my forehead to his shoulder, and through a breathy laugh, I said “I'm good with that,” then rolled my hips to elicit some more of Jon's soft throaty sounds.

We did end up getting Chinese food, and we also watched Lost, but only the first episode before retreating into my bedroom. Into my bed, to be specific, but we wouldn't need the condoms. We just laid together underneath mismatched sheets and blankets, making each other warm in my drafty bedroom. Then we just slept. We slept for a long time. I couldn't remember the last time I'd slept so long, and not once had Jon gotten up to smoke.

In fact, he was still asleep on his back when I dragged myself out of bed to use the bathroom. It was the late morning and I heard Missandei come in the front door while I was brushing my teeth. I grabbed a brush from the counter and started working on the tangles in my hair while I walked out to greet my roommate.

She was sitting up on the kitchen counter, eating Greek yogurt with her finger, wearing the clothes she left in last night and looking as though she had hardly slept a wink.

“Fun date?” I asked, trying to keep my tone cool and casual.

With a tired smirk, Missandei nodded, then sucked some more yogurt off her index finger. “I should ask you the same thing. You finally get on Tinder or something?”

I shook my head, bringing my own finger to my mouth to nibble on a nail. “No, Jon and I have known each other since high school,” I replied. Maybe it was time for another test. “We actually dated in high school.”

Back straightening, Missandei gazed wild, intrigued eyes at me. “You had sex with an ex-boyfriend? That is some drama, Dany,” she said in an excited whisper. For a moment I felt flushed, wondering how she'd known we had sex, but then I realized we'd left the box of condoms sitting on the living room floor.  

“You have no idea. But. . . I'm choosing to be optimistic.” I smiled a true smile, something Missandei rarely saw from me.

With a sly grin, Missandei hopped off the counter, tossed her yogurt cup in the trash, then pulled me into a tight embrace. This was also a rare occurrence so my arms were more tentative as they wrapped around her.

When she let go, she swayed off in the direction of her bedroom, asking me to wake her up for work in four hours. That reminded me that Jon had work at two o'clock, so I slipped back into my room to lay with him some more before he would have to leave. And I would watch him leave, happily, finally knowing for sure that it wouldn't be for good.

[sheikah]

Jonerys in 7.06

By popular request, I recapped the whole Jonerys business of 7.06 below the cut. I did my best to make it juicy. I love every single one of you. This is the best day I swear. 

Jon and the wight hunt group are scouting North of The Wall. Jon offers Longclaw back to Jorah and he refuses, telling Jon to give it to his children. This is just further foreshadowing of a Jonerys baby. 

Later, they come upon the army and try fighting, only to realize they are outnumbered and overwhelmed. Jon sends Gendry back to Eastwatch to send a raven to Dany requesting help. 

Gendry argues at first but goes.

Back on Dragonstone Tyrion and Dany have a pretty tense argument. They are arguing about the dragonpit meeting with Cersei to come later and also about the Tarlys. But before things get heated Dany talks about how the men she knows have foolish plans. She lists Drogo, Daario, Jorah, and Jon. Tyrion says she listed all men who have fallen in love with her. She says Jon is not in love with her and Tyrion argues and basically says that he must be for how he looks at her. Dany looks really pleased about this. But she pretends not to be. She says that Jon is too short hahah. It’s so awkward. She’s got it bad. 

The issue of Dany producing an heir comes up and I think this is just further proof that she CAN have a child, honestly. They really beat the issue to death in this episode. I feel bad for Dany because she is obviously sensitive about it and Tyrion is trying to comfort her saying they can find other ways to secure an heir but she DOES NOT want to discuss it at all. She’s angry. 

When Dany receives the raven Tyrion tries to talk her out of going to save them. He tells her that she is the most important person in the world and that without her, they are all lost. Dany doesn’t listen to him. She says she followed his advice to do nothing in the past and it didn’t work out. 

She is wearing some majestic white fur during all this. She gets on Drogon and he, Viserion, and Rhaegal all fly away while Tyrion watches anxiously. 

Back beyond The Wall things are going pretty shittily. Thoros dies because he was attacked by a wight polar bear. 

Jon and the others are fighting off the Night King’s army as best they can but they are very outnumbered and start getting surrounded more and more closely. 

One interesting thing that happens during all of this is that Jon kills an actual White Walker/Other and a handful of wights surrounding him die. This gives credit to the theory that the WW are on a hive mind and that killing them kills the wights they awakened, and that possibly killing the Night King would kill ALL WW. 

Just as it is looking like they are all going to die, Dany shows up and she and the dragons start roasting bitches. Jon looks at her like she is literally the best thing to happen to the entire universe and their theme music plays. 

She lands Drogon and reaches out a hand to help him on but he can’t quite grasp it. It’s a dramatic moment. Then he has to stop to fight off more wights. The rest of the team gets on Drogon’s back. While this is happening, the Night King throws a spear and kills Viserion. 

Everyone is completely shocked by this. Dany doesn’t scream or even cry. She looks like she can’t believe it. 

Jon looks at her and then turns and looks at the Night King with the sexiest rage I’ve ever seen in my life. He is PISSED that this dude hurt his stepchild and made his wifey sad and he is out for blood. He cuts down two wights viciously and is like IN RAGE MODE. But then he sees the Night King aim a spear at Drogon so he turns and yells for Dany to leave. 

She is like, wtf??? No??? and is so confused but then Jon gets tackled by like 3 wights and he falls through a sheet of ice and sinks into the freezing water with the wights holding him down. 

Dany looks about the most sad I’ve ever seen a human being look. She doesn’t know wtf to do. She stares at where Jon was for a minute and then takes off. 

After she and the others are gone Jon miraculously climbs out of the freezing water and bravely stands up to face the entire WW army by himself. But then Benjen arrives like an action hero swinging his fire lantern thingy around. He puts Jon on his horse and sends him back to Eastwatch. Jon protests but then goes and Benjen is left to the wights. 

Back at Eastwatch we see Dany standing on a balcony looking out North. She is depressed. Jorah tells her they have to leave and she ignores him sort of and says she wants to wait a bit longer. Just as she is about to give up . . .

The Night’s Watch announcement horn thing blows and a horse runs up to The Wall. It’s Jon. 

We see the room where someone is trying to take care of him. They take his shirt off. Dany is standing on his side and she sees all of his scars and looks like she’s going to cry and starts like breathing erratically. She’s visibly upset. To the point that I can’t even make a joke about her checking out his abs. Jon is unconscious while she looks at this, and then she leaves the room. 

The next time we see them Jon is opening his eyes slowly and he sees Dany, in a different outfit (so days have passed and she has sat by his side :’) ) looking at him. He smiles at her but then you can see he feels guilt. 

Jon: “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Dany starts crying silently and shaking her head at him. Jon grabs her hand out of her lap and Dany gasps and stares at their hands for a second. 

Jon: “I wish I could take it back. I wish we’d never gone.”

Dany: “I don’t.” 

She shakes her head and takes her hand back.

Dany: “If you hadn’t gone, I wouldn’t have seen them. You have to see it to know. Now I know.”

Jon just sort of stares at her sadly.

Dany: “The dragons are the only children I have. The only children I’ll ever have. Do you understand?”

Jon still looks super depressed to see her crying, and nods.

Dany: “We are going to destroy the Night King and his army. We’ll do it together. You have my word.”

Jon is overwhelmed. He swallows and stares at her eyes with the puppy dog look and I die. 

Jon: “Thank you, Dany.”

Dany: *sort of lets out a surprised laugh* “‘Dany.’ Who was the last person to call me that? Was it my brother? Not really the company you want to keep.”

Jon: “Alright, not Dany. How about, ‘my queen?’”

Dany: *shooketh to the core*  

Jon: “I’d, uh, bend the knee, but . . .”

Dany: “What about those who swore allegiance to you?”

Jon: “They’ll come to see you for what you are.” *stares at her like she is an actual angel and is smiling at her*

Dany takes his hand again and he squeezes it and she does that little rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb thing that we are all weak for. Camera pans back up to her and she is really crying now. 

Dany: “I hope I deserve it.”

Jon: “You do.”

Dany: *TOO MUCH TOO GOOD* *tries to pull her hand away again but Jon won’t let go*

Kristen, watching this: *actually dead*

Dany pulls her hand away anyway and Jon groans as if this causes him physical pain I seriously had to try typing this several times because I’m that fucking shook. 

Jon is still staring at her like he is the most in love any man has ever been with any person in the history of humanity. 

Dany: *literally cannot handle the full force of sweet soft Jon being in love, can’t look at his face anymore and is looking off at nothing nervously* “You should get some rest.”

Jon nods and closes his eyes. 

Dany stands up and has this look I can’t describe. Like that look you all know from those teen movies where a girl gets home from a first date and the dude kisses her at the door, and then when he leaves she leans back against the door and is like, “omg did that JUST happen???????” Yeah. That look. She abandons the room in a serious hurry lmao. 

Jon opens his eyes. He was just pretending to go nighty night. He looks shook as well. 

End scene, and also my life. 

[briteboy]

stealing @bratsims format because i need a less ugly way to mass answer your messages which will hopefully motivate me to stay on top of this! at least i can say i tried

so if you sent me an anon message in the past...idk MONTH (i’m bad i know) it might be here. (older ones are near the bottom) if not, check my faq because it’s probably answered there. (and if you’re the person/people who sent the twin flame & 7th house asks, i plan to answer those separately because i have a LOT to say. get ready)

game of thrones, nuclear war, real life santis, lou theories, i’m evil, HERE WE GO!! i literally had to cut it off at the last one because it was just too much for now. i’ll try to answer some more later ok

we’re starting off on a great note

Anonymous said: gaddamn rooney's tiddies lookin' hella ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

STOP!!!!!!!!!!! THAT’S MY CHILD soaidfnjds she’s supposed to have like b/c cups (goals for me tbh, the big boob life is not fun) and sims 4 pregnancies just fuckin make them...NYOOM i’m mad you can’t edit sims’ bodies during pregnancy even with cas.fulleditmode on -___- so i let her live with her giant preggo tiddies for now

Ngl I want a kiss between Santi and Gianni (I'm sorry I'm literally trash)

then i’m here to satisfy your desires: they do kiss periodically because gianni is one of those people who’s like “why shouldn’t you kiss your friends?” free love 4 everyone

IM SCREAING AT UR YOUTUBE CHANNEL OK!!!! I LOVEEE IT, WOW

DON’T IT’S UGLY EXCEPT FOR LIKE TWO VIDEOS

hey this is kinda random but i thought joe seaward from glass animals looked kinda like santi? he has quite a weird face too lmao

oMG i actually love that, i know what you mean. that dude reminds me of a bull terrier lmao i actually saw glass animals like two weeks ago!! i didn’t really get a good look at the drummer but now i wish i did. missed connection

i just finished reading santi's story and ugh it almost had me in tears! beautiful, your story telling skills and editing skills are perfection!

ahhhhsdkgkds thank you so much ;____; that means the world to me <333

Unpopular opinion: im so done with game of thrones tbh. It's not even good anymore :/ I liked the first season but since then i've skipped through episodes because they are just sooo fucking boring and dragged out!

see like the first three seasons were pretty good because they stayed true to the books. (actually that’s a lie, littlefinger’s chaos speech in the s3 finale was real fuckin bad because guess what: it was original material LMAO) the fourth season was where it started to get messy and then the fifth season was a fucking shitshow because they completely IGNORED the fourth book and cherrypicked all the “good” parts out of it (read: the most action-y parts, while ignoring all the most important pieces of character development) and they botched the dorne storyline, oh and who could forget the iconic moment of throwing in a rape (THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN IN THE BOOKS) just for fun :) love it! but anyway if you think the show is boring i probably wouldn’t recommend the books, they’re even slower getting through them lmao. but it’s worth it in my opinion. there’s so much they don’t include in the show and it makes me Angery

Okay, game of thrones fan here, I haven't read the books (yet at least, I bought book 1) but I feel like dany is going to practically turn into her father, this season she is already showing traits like his.......

OH YEAH i definitely feel like they’re moving in that direction in the process of revealing jon as the “true” king of westeros and it’s so bad lmfao. the thing is, like...cersei is already mad king 2.0? why do we need another one?????? the entire point of dany’s arc is that she’s constantly trying to deviate AWAY from the way her father ruled, demonstrated by the fact that she freed the slaves (whereas all the targaryens before were slave owners), the fact that she’s not perpetuating the whole incest thing (LMAO GUESS AGAIN BECAUSE JONERYS HAS TO HAPPEN FOR SOME FCKING REASON), the fact that she has dragons which haven’t existed in how many years...like, if she ever ends up being like her father in the books, it’s NOT gonna fucking happen like this. but i don’t think she will anyway, george rr martin has been pretty clear about her trajectory thus far. anyway this show is so ugly, next question

rooney's eye are so BIG

just like her tiddies lmao i kno sometimes i forget how big they are and then she does one of those silly endearing animations and i’m like o ;-; hello big dumb baby cow eyes

Cows? Are you secretly Matthew Daddario?

WHO i had to google him lmao i was about to say “oh the teen wolf guy” but jk @ myself u idiot it’s shadowhunters damn i literally googled “matthew daddario cows” and

tru

I love how fragile Lou looks like but the truth is that she is strong af and you can't play with her bruh

SHE IS ;-; and that’s a huge theme in her story, i’m excited <3

ima leave ur blog and come bk and spam you so you will finally notice me

im part of this online forum of girls that talks about our period and weather or not one of us might be pregnant and once this girl posted saying that her husband invited his mom without telling her to thier honeymoon and she didnt find out until they arrived at the hotel and she was already there. the most recent part reminded me of it. but long story short, her dad moved all her stuff out of his house and her friend came to pick her up and they got a divorce.

OISOJDFAKNLJSD WHAT!!! i’m guessing you sent this because of that thing i said about the reddit post lmfaooo imagine your mom on your honeymoon. why. that’s soooooooooo good 4 her u know. u don’t need to be married to his mom as well

thanks 4 trusting my love santi. he's beautiful

thank u he thinks ur beautiful too 💘

do you have any tips for runing game in good quality and fast?

euhhhhh the only tips i have for you are to merge your cc, close all other programs while you play your game, maybe invest in a cooling pad uhhhhhh yeah idk any other tips you can probably find on google

You told that thing about unfollowing people and I thought you unfollowed me, but then I checked and you didn't and I'm crying omg

lmao omg ;-; i literally cut my following list in half, it was so chaotic and it was making me anxious. so if ever unfollow any of you please don’t take it personally (i know it’s a stupid thing to say, and it’s a lot easier said than done) it’s just my brain explodes when there’s too much going on at once and some content blends into others, i’m trying to only follow people who i’m genuinely interested in enough to keep up with their posts from now on

I haven't been able to sleep in over 72 hours thanks to the constant fear over the looming world war. I'm fine. Completely fine

Oh shit, have you noticed that the media has been putting out more 'what to do during a nuclear attack' kinda articles? This world is slowly going to shit, for real. I'm not even near any of the danger really, but it still absolutely terrifies me to see all of that bc it could very well go wrong and hit my place as well yknow? I have no idea why i send this to you but you seem chill and calm so thanks for reading my freakout askfjsls

YEP it’s pretty terrifying. but at the same time don’t let fear overwhelm you, fearmongering is an ugly, ugly thing and you don’t want to live your life constantly worrying. so just prepare yourself for what might come, but at the same time, just spend as much time with your loved ones as you can, do all the things you’ve ever wanted to do, and then if it doesn’t turn out as bad as we thought it would, you *tim mcgraw voice* lived like u were dyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyin’

@ Jesus anon: I really don't think it's the right time to complain about "using the lord name in vain" when there are people terrified of leaving their homes bc they are afraid to get killed (aka that poor, poor Jewish anon in charlottesville)

yeah idk like i want to respect everyone but it seemed to be in poor taste to bring that up at a time like that lmao. and also i’ve literally never in my entire life met someone who actually takes “don’t say the lord’s name in vain” seriously. 

I asked about the poses and HOLY CRAP THANK YOU SO MUCH! I finally have good poses to use for story telling. Thank you soo so so so sooooo much!

YAY i’m glad you found some good stuff <3 and honestly just going through lana’s blog you’ll find a ton of good poses, it’s a gold mine

Idk how much tv you watch, but have you've ever come across a tv show that used music from The Sim? Because once in a while I'll hear Sims 3 build/buy music on some random show and I'll get a lil shook because I find it so weird that the generic music they're using comes from a major game title.

OMG LMAO NO what i wish i’d come across that tho. one time i used sims 1 music in a video i made for school and someone recognized it

I love your stories gosh I check your page "it's everyday bro with femmesim flow" Lol sorry for that awkward Jake Paul "poop" ❤️

lmao thank u i had no idea who jake paul was until my friends started talking about him

yo, I also remember once in french class real life santi asked me what videos games I like to play. When I told him the sims, he looked at me for a while and shaked his head. He was like, "why do you want to watch your sims use the toilet?"

WHY DO YOU WANT TO WATCH YOUR SIMS USE THE TOILET SAME that’s all i care about when i play

that rooney face in the 5 facts is so iconic, its my fave picture of her. You should blow it up and frame it

i should tbh. i should print it out and put it in my wallet to show everyone because she is my child

sorry the bother you, merging cc makes your game smoother? can you explain to me please?

boop

hi i love you ♡ pass it on

I LOVE U

Can I say that hearing a MacBooks fans screaming for dear life as they try to cool down when playing the sims has actually started to haunt my nightmares

SAME my macbook is actually doing it right now for no reason. thanks laptop

Maybe Santi should go to therapy to talk out his issues.

maybe he should 🤔  but tbh he’s already talked out everything, there’s nothing really more to talk out. he just has to cope with it. he’s treated lou like his therapist thus far and that’s not okay

i love ur story and omg i totally get where lou is coming from with being tired of being compared to molly by santi, thatd hurt so much esp with how much she cares about him

thank youuu ;-; i’m glad you understand, this was a part i’d wanted to get out for a loooong time now, and i know you guys were always like “um why does she put up with this” lmao. she just loves him, that’s why. but you’re right, it does hurt.

My theory is very similar to the other anons in that Fiona's dad/Lou's ex had a mental illness (schizophrenia, depression, what have you) but he actually did kill himself and that's why she's not completely losing it on Santi because I feel like most people in that situation would have not handled it as well as Lou did

🤔 you’re right about the last part, and there’s a reason she has so much patience, das all i’m sayin

i started your story from the beginning last night and i am in awe. Its amazing. It inspired me to put a little more effort in learning to edit and write. It was like reading screen caps from a movie! I didn't want to stop reading. Anyway thing was a super sappy ask, but i appreciate your stuff. And i'm bad at putting my thoughts into words.

omg ;__________; when people tell me i inspired them it means the most to me, my brain just can’t process it lmao. so thank you so so much ;-; <333 THE MOVIE THING ESPECIALLY GOT ME IN THE HEART because i feel like that’s my aesthetic with most things i create because i’m such a film person lol. don’t worry i love super sappy, and you did a good job of wording everything because it got me right in the feels <33

Okay I've been snickering for about 43 minutes bc SANTI GOT THAT GRU CHINNN

WOT is that i googled it and the only thing that came up was the dad from despicable me lmfaosdkjfs but ok

Please, please do punk edits of your some of your characters! I'd die.

WHAT DOES THIS MEANNN do you mean like. those 2010 tumblr edits of punk disney characters and then the joker from suicide squad looked like one of them. do u want santi to be the joker. because my boyfriend already relates him to suicide squad joker because of his face tatt lmao

You love to make me cry

i do i’m sorry. if it makes you feel any better i love to make myself cry too. but my biceps grow stronger with every tear

I reeeally dont think those chancla comments were offensive??? Why would they be?? I'm hispanic (born and raised in the sunny Dominican Republic, received a fair amount of chancletazos myself) and I laughed out loud when i read them 😂😂

I JUST WANT U TO KNOW I SHOWED @ichosim THIS MESSAGE AND SHE LAUGHED FOR 12 HOURS AT “CHANCLETAZOS”

whATT my little brothers name is santiago n we call him santi for short!! guess it's not rly that uncommon but we live in a small country and he's also 4 so like,, no other santiagos!! idk why im saying this its completely irrelevant just kinda surprised me :'))

OMG wow hell yeah another real life santi...santi acts like a 4 yr old so he might as well be your brother

Just curious.. Do you play sims or just use it for storytelling? Sorry if thats weird haha

well my recent gameplay pics should answer your question lmao. i do like to play but i don’t have enough time to both play and pose scenes so i mostly just pose scenes for now. :[ i am gonna be off work for like two weeks tho so hell yeah gameplay here i come!!

I'm starting a Fiona appreciation movement because she is the real star of santis story RT and i love her and she is way underappreciated and I love her KThxBi

SHE IS THE REAL STAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i’ve said this before but santi’s relationship with her is the most important to me, out of every relationship he has in this story. i’m so glad you love her so much, sorry about what’s about to come in the next few scenes tho

Oh my heart, Santi is alive, god exist

I have a pretty hard time understanding Santi's story mostly because I'm not English but I'm sure I'll figure it out:)

ahh oh no D: i’m sorry i wish i spoke every language in the world lmao. if you want, you can message me off anon and i’ll help you understand it!!

Lou is an angel honestly

“there are worse things than seeing an angel before you die”

what tablet do you use? or how do you draw hair? it looks so pretty.

omg haha i don’t have one! i wish i did tho. all of the brushes i got from deviantart, i’m trying to find the specific ones but they’re all elusive wtf. i’ll post them when i find them! for now, here’s a good guide to drawing hair, by airi <3

Nah nah I always knew you'd save him.....eheheeh.....THANK YOU FOR NOT KILLING BABBY SANTEEEEEEEEE DNDDNSKANW YOU WOULD HAVE HAD SO MUCH BLOOD ON UR HANDS AS ALL UR FOLLOWERS COLLECTIVELY DIE FROM A BROKEN HEART BUT DW WE DIDNT BECAUSE UR QN ANGEL....but I toooootally knew you'd save him... /sweats/

I’M GLAD U HAD FAITH <3 i know omfg i would’ve expected a mob at my house if i’d actually killed him. if i ever killed him i would just lay down somewhere and die. that’s it for me

Lou & molly almost always have teeth showing, do you draw them on each pic?x

no, only sometimes i’ve drawn them when i felt like their mouths weren’t matching the expression i wanted. but most of the time it’s just the pose.

is it too late to send 16k dollars to guarantee santi's inclusion in a loving home with loving friends

it is absolutely never too late to send me 16k i promise you that

I just bought school books for $550 who knew studying marine biology could be so fuckING EXPENSIVE

EWW WTF...i’ve been lucky and haven’t had to spend a ton on books in my college career (one time i even went to such lengths that i got access to free trial version of one of my school books in a pdf, screencapped EVERY SINGLE PAGE, which was more than 400 pages, just so i wouldn’t have to spend $70 on it. i love cheating the system)

waIT i never saw ur selfie where is it, must see

u could probably just search “selfie” on my blog and find it, or enjoy the ugly closeup drunk snap i posted last night

Hey guys I'm a happy trans man that has no mental illnesses. I'm fucking pissed about Trump's ban. And to any one that says it's logical FUCK YOU! I'm having flashbacks to don't ask, don't tell because this is the same fucking wacked up logic. I'm so angry, like I'm a human, yes I may require testosterone shots once a month but that's it, I even administer them to myself. I pay for them with my own god damn money so fuck you transphobic bigots who say this law is fair. It's not. WE ARE HUMAN TOO Also same anon that ranted. Sorry about that I'm just really pissed and I love and thank you for sticking up for the community. We love you and I love you. And you're right not all trans people transition. We all do what we want to. Some start on T or E and have the full surgery. Some just have top surgery. Some just do testosterone or estrogen. Some never do anything. We're all still trans and we're all valid.

YES ALL OF THIS, sorry i didn’t answer this when it was all happening. but askdkjfas thank you for this message, I LOVE YOU TOO, SO MUCH <333 and i’m glad you feel comfortable enough to voice this in my inbox. yes every trans person is valid no matter what they decide to do with their bodies <3

One of those old hot topic shirts that said " if Darryl dies we riot " but with santi instead of Darryl.

OMG LMAOOOOO NOW THAT’S A CONCEPT who’s making these i want one

your use of references and reaction pics and gifs fucken KILLS ME

Crystal anon here. I googled around my area to find there are none of those y'know, crystal, candle, incense, magic type shops. I have panic attacks when I go outside and I wanted to look into alternative stuff since I'm on meds and w/e. I wanted to know if you or friends had any experience or recommendations for buying crystals online like on etsy or amazon. How can you tell if they're real?x

ooooh ok. usually there are shops like those in cities or even in towns with like kitschy little promenades with independent shops. (i know there’s one around the town over from mine, which is so random lmao) i do have friends that have crystals but i think they mostly just collect them for the ~good vibez~ and don’t really look too far into the healing aspects of them. i would say first go with the one that coincides with your birth because those are the ones that are like specifically catered to you and strengthen your being. as for buying online, hmmmmm i mean i don’t really know any specific trustworthy sellers because i don’t have much experience with this, but definitely read the reviews! those will help you a lot <3

Hello could you please tell us how you edited the pic of rooney in that one post that the anon asked for the unedited version?

i honestly didn’t do much of anything that differs from my usual editing process! i made her eyes a bit bigger by using the clone tool, cloning the top of her eye and applying it a little bit farther up...if that makes sense. it’s hard to explain how to use that tool lmao. and i think i used the liquify tool to bring part of her eyebrow down to look more worried.

there's still a part of me that says she ain't dead and molly is just in a coma lmao end mE

OMFLDKGKJS yeah she’s not dead surprise. i WILL say there is still flashback stuff that will be revealed. well not “revealed” like molly’s death was revealed, like i just still have to showcase some things that happened afterward. because it doesn’t just end with molly’s death, there’s stuff after that as well :~}

I'm Mexican, have lived around Mexicans, have been to Mexico multiple times growing up, just came back from a family trip at practically the border between Mexico and Guatemala and never in my life have I ever heard the word "joder" i had to look it up xD (not hating or anything I just thought I'd mention it cuz I found it funny...lol) k bye...

OK NOT SURE IF the ppl you’ve been around just don’t curse or whatever but...joder is DEFINITELY something i’ve heard mexican people say before lmao

Okay so this is random, but i was telling my sister the name of one your characters in ur story (santi) and she kinda just starts singing his name, and she said "santi high, santi low, santi go." And im just sitting there, like woah.

LMFAO WHATKNJDSKJGD “woah” same

u gonna incorporate fis hat into a really like emotional sad thing in her story huh

oMG i wasn’t planning on it but hmm 🤔

Why no el chingo? NO ME GUSTA (I'm joking btw ily)

LMFAOOOO because i didn’t wanna have to defile my son by downloading the penis mod RIP

let santi grow out dem eyebrows 2kforever

omg he does let them grow out except for the little line he shaved in when he was 14 that never grew back RIP

in ur bio it says "kt" and i know why,, it means killing them as in killing off ur characters slowly i see u gurl

i bet this story was just an excuse for you to see the world burn. well done.

OMG i mean, that was definitely one of the side effects of it all. but really it was just that i NEEDED to get this story out after it had lived in my brain for so long.

ur dead 2 me

I... just.... can't... too much pain Y U DO DIS 2 UZ?!?!!!

[tomsevenstrings]

Leaked 7x06

Because HBO can’t seem to get a break lately, and fortunately enough for me, episode 6 got leaked. Apparently it was ‘accidentally’ aired from HBO SPAIN. And though I can’t speak for the legitimacy of that, but if it is true then I know somewhere that some poor fucker is getting soooo done for it. Glad I’m not them.

Anyway, I need to vent my thoughts. It’s no surprise that the episode was absolutely amazing. The best episode of the series so far, I feel, which is funny because not two episodes ago I thought 7x04 would have been my favourite. But this just blew me away. 

The battle wasn’t like the Loot Train or the Battle of the Bastards, no two minute tracking shots and war blazing all around. This was far more personal, it wasn’t about winning, it was about surviving. The closeness of all the shots really made you feel the claustrophobia of a hundred thousand wights swarming you. There were epic moments, no doubt. Each time Beric set his sword aflame my foot nearly went through my screen, especially when he and Thoros did it simultaneously to fight a FUCKING WIGHT BEAR.  Major Revenant flashbacks, yo. 

Also, we learnt that the wights function on some sort of hive mind basis. When Jon DEMOLISHES a white walker (like seriously, Jon’s streak of fucking them up seems endless) a bunch of the wights instantly fall. This obviously suggests that killing the Night King will kill all the rest of them. To be honest, I can’t think of another way they can actually destroy them. Especially now, when we see that the dragons aren’t invincible against them. 

Speaking of, Daenerys my friends. I really can’t abide any more complaints about her character being selfish after this episode. Her most trusted adviser literally begs her to not go beyond the Wall, but she does anyway because it’s right (Gendry manages to get back to Eastwatch and send a raven. Tell you what, he’s got a great cardiovascular system that Gendry has.) She saves all the others, whilst Jon holds the wights off. Some of his best fighting imo. But the look on Dany’s face as she watchers Viserion die, bloody hell. It was unreal. 

Jon tells them to go when sees the Night King getting another javelin ready. Yes, it’s more a javelin than a chuffing spear, the boy thinks he’s in the Olympics or something. But as he’s running back to Drogon, wights swarm Jon and he falls beneath the ice. You can see Daenerys having to pull herself away from looking at him, the struggle between Jon/Viserion/and actually fleeing. 

She gets away, and Jon gets back up. He already knows he’s a dead man. If the wights didn’t kill him, hypothermia would. But through a crowd Benjen comes swingin’. I cannot wait to the see the gifsets. He saves Jon, sacrificing himself.

Now, to go to my main focus, which is pure Jonerys. Daenerys stands on the Wall, overlooking the land beyond and waiting. “It’s time to go,” Jorah tells her, but she asks for another moment. The thought of Viserion has not left her mind, you can see, and she stares at the edge of a forest hoping that Jon will return. Just as she turns, we hear the horn. One blast for ranger’s returning. 

They get him on a boat, and more importantly Daenerys finally sees his scars. It was no figure of speech. When he wakes up, she’s sitting over him. Lets not pretend she wasn’t sat there the whole time. He says he’s sorry, she tells him not to be. He says he’ll bend the knee, she asks if he’s sure, does she deserve it? This is not the Queen, this is Dany, telling him that she’ll never have no children other than her dragons. That she has lost a son. He even calls her Dany, which is nice to see. They hold their hands, and you can see it passing through their eyes that there’s only one way this ends. But Daenerys pulls away and tells him to rest. I think, it’s sorta the last breath you take before you leap. She knows what’s happening between them, but just not yet. Plus, its a good banger (pardon the pun) for the season to go out on, so dnd withhold it. 

That’s it. Can’t tell you what’s happening in Winterfell with Sansa and Arya because even I, who defends the show even as a book reader, cannot stand or fathom what they’re trying to achieve with them two. It’s just so... pointless? it’s very clear that they’re going to end up killing Littlefinger by the end of the season, so it just seems like they’re trying to put in filler scenes that get them there.

But anyway, there we go. If HBO is somehow reading this, please have mercy. And concering spoilers, I’ll go out on this quote by my favourite “Where Whores Go” facebook page. “The leaked episode: Its effect on the Sunday airing of 7.4 was likely negligible. If you were going to illegally stream the show on Sunday night, you probably went ahead and watched the leaked episode early. Pretty much a zero-sum situation. The illegal streamers watched a pirated version just like they’d already planned to do. Did I watch it? No. I had the self-control to wait until Sunday. As for spoilers, some were thrown my way. But they didn't bother me. Why? Because I'm a fucking adult.”

[fourtrisheafanfic]

Under the Stars CH2 (Jonerys FanFic)

Story Title:  Under the Stars

Summary: Modern AU, a camping trip in Colorado ends up being more than originally planned. Story will have 4 Chapters.

Chapter 2: Setting Up Camp ~ Day Two

Find Chapter 1 (Here) or read on Ao3 (Here)

Rating: Mature

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Chapter title: Setting Up Camp ~ Day Two

*Jon POV*

Looking in the rearview mirror, I smirk at my large dog that's sitting in the backseat. My husky, Ghost, in my car for the drive to Rocky Mountain National Park so I wouldn't be alone.

Ghost is a white husky and very well-trained. The drive isn't that far, but man, it has been slow. Driving into the mountains on a holiday weekend may be the equivalent of hell on earth.

As we get closer to the entrance of the park, we make sure to get our vehicles in a line with Sam and Gilly at the front. He has all of our reservation information for the Aspenglen campgrounds. Our campground's entrance has decent amenities, such as bathrooms and even showers.

RMNP has everything from campgrounds deep in the mountains you can only hike to, having to make do with what you can carry, versus the drive-RV campgrounds that offer electricity plugins. We are going middle of the road with drive-in camping, which is my personal favorite. If I was hiking and carrying my gear, there is no way I'd have my six-person tent. I have done hike-in a couple of times and didn't enjoy it. I prefer to car camp and then go on hikes during the day. I'm really looking forward to the hikes we planned for tomorrow and the next day.

The lot Sam reserved is huge. I drive straight to the furthest tent pad, my home for the next three nights. Our tent pads are spread out far enough for at least some privacy. Of course if someone is screaming at the top of their lungs during sex, we would all know what was going on in an instant.

I get to work setting up my large tent. Ghost's such a friendly dog, he quickly visits the different tent pads for our group and then does a few rounds as he checks on all of us while we set up our gear. I unload all of the gear that I plan to keep in the tent. I have a huge cooler so I can store some drinks and snacks, and making sure it stays closed as not to risk attracting bears. Even food that is trash can't be left out.

My car is now back at the spots by our large fire pit.

"Guys, I'm off to check on Dickon and his buddies," Sam calls. "They have a site down the way. Anyone want to come with?"

Dickon is Sam's younger brother, a group of his high school friends are also up here this weekend for their own camping trip. Sam helped them reserve their spots too.

"I'm in," I smile as everyone nods, we're all going. I want to take a look around before it gets dark.

"Maybe we will come across a group of single ladies, and we can pick one out for Jon!" Jamie teases. Brienne slaps him on the arm and tells him to stop.

"What? I'm serious. A gaggle of women, they may need Jon’s help setting up their tent, starting their fire...heating up their hotdogs," Jamie finally starts snickering. Brienne just shakes her head laughing at her boyfriend.

"Shut it, Jamie! I'm not here looking for a girl, I'm just here to enjoy camping," I roll my eyes at him. He is such an ass, but even I'll admit he's pretty funny. Besides, I am not really that smooth with the ladies as my friends like to believe. Tyrion and Jamie are constantly teasing me about how girls pursue me, I just don’t see it. I’m a pretty simple guy and most of the time I have no idea what I am doing when it comes to girls.

It's a good walk, as we stop to chat with different groups of people we meet. The nice thing about camping, most people are really friendly and helpful. I meet one really friendly girl that isn't hiding her interest in me.

Her name is Melisandre, and she pouts when I turn down her offer to go for a walk after dinner. I have to peel her hands off me to say goodbye. Jamie and Tyrion just shake their heads while saying nothing.

I make sure to keep Ghost on leash while we are walking on the main path because there are lots of dogs here this weekend. We hit the bathrooms at the entrance. Not a short walk by any means, but worth it for a toilet and shower when needed. Dickon and his best friend wanted to walk with us to kill some time before dinner. The fourth falls on Tuesday this year, our gang decided three nights was enough, we drive out Wednesday morning. We are hiking Bear Lake to Bierstadt Lake tomorrow, then the Ouzel Falls on Tuesday.

++o++

We're planning a feast for dinner and will build our fire then. The girls suggest a drinking game of "Never Have I Ever" to kill the time. I hate that game, but I cringe at how excited the girls are so I just agree. The questions can get so personal, and I don't like to share embarrassing details of my life with others. This game is basically my worst nightmare. We set up our camping chairs around the pit even though it isn't lit yet.

"Ok! We all know the rules," Sam declares. "No excuses to not answer. We are all friends here. When it's your turn, you make a statement about something you've never done before, in hopes that others have. They have to take a drink and you don't. But if you come up with one that no one has done – then you have to take the shot." Sam gets the bottle of vodka and small plastic cups out for the game.

We all agree that we don't want to get drunk right now, so as soon as someone hits three shots - or they bow out sooner, of course - they are one of the losers. The first two that lose will handle dinner and clean up tonight.

Jamie insists on going first. He absolutely loves this game because he's such an open book.

"Never have I ever...been paid for sex!" Jamie shouts, lifting up his shot glass.

Gilly and Brienne roll their eyes, thinking it was a stupid ask. Tyrion has a good chuckle as he doesn't have to drink as well. Although his eyes almost pop out of her head when his new girlfriend takes her shot. I avert my eyes from the sudden tension between Tyrion and Shae, already hating this awful game.

We go a few more rounds, and thankfully we are keeping it civil. The game is almost over since we agreed to stop when we had two losers. Shae lost first, and now Brienne and Tyrion are each one shot away from losing.

It's Jamie's turn, and his girlfriend and brother each give him a look. He'd know which question to ask in order to make one lose and the other stay safe.

"Remember where you are sleeping tonight, dear." Brienne jokes.

"Please, as if you're gonna be able to resist me," he teases back, her cheeks flushing as she can't keep the huge grin off her face.

"I'm going to be fair to my woman and my brother," Jamie says. "I'm asking a question I honestly don't know the answer to for any of you."

I think Jamie is a smart man for deciding to play it safe. Tyrion knows how to screw with him when he is annoyed, and I have a feeling Brienne would not have taken kindly to his take down in the game.

"Never Have I Ever had real romantic feelings for someone who was my teacher or my student!" Jamie asks.

I can feel the flame in my cheeks as Sam raises his eyebrows, challenging me to be honest.

Damn it.

I down my shot.

Gilly and Brienne squeal and demand details when they see I had a drink, but I tell them hell no. Then Sam throws me under the bus.

"Girls, Jon doesn't want to talk about it because he is still in love with this girl," Sam says matter-of-factly.

I'm going to kill him, literally. I fling my empty cup at him as he laughs and shrugs. I can see just the one shot he's had has loosened him up.

Brienne happily took her losing shot, meaning she and Shae will be in charge of tonight's dinner. The game now forgotten, all attention falls on me.

"Jon, we love you and we need to know everything. Everything," Gilly demands. She looks offended that Sam knew about it before she did and he didn't tell her.

After a couple of minutes of their badgering I swear them to secrecy, which they all agree.

"Last year there was a student in a couple of the classes I taught," I start. "Obviously I was with Ygritte, and this girl had a boyfriend, so absolutely nothing ever happened."

"This story is boring as hell," Jamie interrupts.

Gilly hisses at him to shut up and let me finish. She knows me well, she can tell this girl means a lot to me. She nods for me to continue.

"Well, she's beautiful, but...I just...I can't explain it," I shrug my shoulders. "It's so much more than her looks that pull me in. I had so many pretty girls in class, and some chased me relentlessly but not her, she wasn't at all interested," I laugh at myself, "She is just the most amazing girl in every way, and I'm crazy about her. There was something about Dany that made me—"

"What?" Jamie and Brienne yell at the same time, while sharing a look between them.

"Dany isn't a common name for a girl. Do you mean Dany Targaryen?" Brienne asks excitedly.

Holy shit...of course out of twenty-five thousand undergraduate students, Jamie and Brienne would know Dany.

I groan, rubbing my temples to relieve the sudden throbbing between my ears.

"If it's the same girl, we love Dany," Brienne smiles at me. "She is super nice, funny and really pretty. She has a good heart too. I've known her since freshman year when she and I were on the same dorm floor."

"Yeah...Dany Targaryen," I give in with a nod.

"I've known her asshole boyfriend since my freshman year, and that guy is a nasty piece of work," Jamie interjects. "I'd even say he has a real issue with drinking - always losing control. I heard Dany started dating Drogo a few months back, but she definitely settled." It's obvious Jamie has strong feelings about this guy.

Brienne is nodding her head in agreement while frowning.

"Guys, it's not a big deal," I sigh. "I won't even see her anymore. The classes I'm teaching this fall are ones she's taken already. In addition to having a boyfriend, she doesn't even know I exist, aside from being her teaching assistant."

Everyone is quiet, as there's not much more to say.

++o++

I've been hiking for thirty minutes now, and Ghost stays by my side the entire time. I'm holding his leash with no tension as the dog stays close. Looking at my watch, I know I'll need to turn back in another ten minutes at most. I want to make it back before dark.

The festivities should be over by then.

Everyone wanted a "nap" after dinner. Nap was obviously code for wanting to be alone in their tents for romantic time. I don't know what it is about camping and people getting frisky.

When dark our plan is fire pit and s'mores. Nights around the fire pit with friends is my favorite part of camping.

I drop Ghost's leash for a moment while I twist open the lid of my water canteen. Suddenly he's off! Barking and running away, deeper and deeper into the mountains.

Oh shit! I've never seen Ghost do that. I don't even bother to close my water canteen, I drop the canteen and chase him. Logically he should be fine, but I don't want to risk Ghost getting hurt or running into any wildlife.

I finally catch up to him and see that he’s barking happily and licking the hands of a young woman that has her back to me. At first glance, I see it's a hiker because of her backpack gear and outfit. Suddenly Ghost runs a circle around the hiker, and I see the dog's leash gets caught in her feet. I sprint over and reach my hands out to help steady her as she topples over. I manage to catch her before she hits the ground. She gasps in fright because I didn't announce myself.

I'm suddenly staring into the most intense, beautiful violet eyes. My heart beats a mile a minute.

++o++

"Dany?" I gasp.

"Jon?" she exclaims, a look of relief crossing her face. "Jon Snow! When I felt a man's hands on me, I thought for sure I was going to end up being fodder for a future Criminal Minds episode," Dany gasps and laughs at the same time.

Her relief and delight is contagious as I nod and smile at her. We both look over at Ghost, who is now just standing there watching us.

When I look back at Dany this time, I notice old tear streaks down her cheeks. Her face has some dust making it easy to see. She is smiling now, but it dawns on me that she is alone in the middle of the Rocky Mountain National Forest and it's going to be dark in less than thirty minutes. What the hell is going on?

"Dany, are you okay?" I hold my breath, waiting for her response.

She bites her lower lip while lowering her eyes, obviously still upset. Finally she answers.

"I'm okay. It's just been a shitty couple of days. But things are getting better," she ends with a smile.

I nod, although I'm certain she is holding something back.

"Are you set up in the Aspenglen campgrounds? It's getting dark soon, let me walk you back," I offer. Something doesn't feel right, but I also know I can't force someone to confide in me. "I'm also a good listener if you want to talk about it."

Dany stands in front of me, her hand now absentmindedly patting the top of Ghost's head in a soothing way.

Our eyes meet.

"Ok, here goes - the thirty second version. Actually, I'll probably need a full minute," she says. She shakes her head and releasing air from her chest.

I smile at her and wait.

"I was hike-in camping with my boyfriend and his friends, a few hours walk to the west." Dany waves her hand in the direction. "I shouldn't have come. My now ex-boyfriend, his name is Drogo, we've been having problems for a while. I just thought I would try one more time."

Dany frowns and shakes her head.

"Last night was the final straw for me. Drogo got wasted and was completely out of control," she confides.

My stomach drops.

"Are you okay? If something happened, we need to get you—" I start.

"Jon, no. That's not where this story is going. I'm okay, I promise. Thank goodness," she falters.

I nod with relief. I was worried for a moment.

"Sorry, I won't interrupt again, go on please," I say.

"He can be such a nasty drunk, and it just seemed to be getting worse and worse," she says. "I knew pretty early yesterday that we were done, but I didn't have my car at the main lot. I just had to stick it out for the camping trip and get home. But there was no way in hell I was going to fool around with him. Well that didn't go over so well," Dany rolls her eyes.

"He just kept drinking, so I decided I was better off sleeping by the campfire than his tent," she continues. "He broke up with me last night, which was a relief. I knew I had to leave. I was not going to survive another three nights there. His entire group of friends are so twisted. I had my own gear I hiked in with, so I just packed it up, left a note reiterating we were done and I was out. I left at first light this morning."

Dany and I stare at each other, I'm not sure if she's done until she raises her eyebrows at me. She can probably tell I'm busting at the seams with questions.

"Wow, that's awful. First, I'm glad you're okay. But what was your plan for tonight?" I ask curiously. I had no idea Dany was so resourceful and brave.

"Hiking in this direction got me close to the large campsites, which meant another night under the stars, but I'll have people close enough." Dany shrugs. "I've done a lot of hiking and orienteering over the years."

"Come on, let's start walking back," I nod, remembering it's going to be dark soon. "I actually have a water canteen I dropped when Ghost ran off into the woods."

Dany laughs.

Ghost wags her tail as Dany comes with us. I'm also happy we found Dany.

I know what I need to do.

"Dany, you're staying with my group now, there is no way in hell I'm letting you sleep out in the open with not real camp site, or a tent," I insist. Our elbows rub together as we walk side by side.

"No, Jon, but thank you," Dany grins at me. "I do appreciate the offer."

What the hell?

"Dany..." I'm genuinely confused.

"You're here with your friends. I'm not going to impose. I'm sticking to my original plan," she says stubbornly. She is infuriating.

"Do you even have food or water?" I ask.

She laughs at me, and assures me she packed enough water that she is conserving and she has meal replacement bars to tide her over.

"Jon, I swear I'm an experienced hiker," she says. "I wasn't taking that big of a risk since I know this area pretty well."

"Great, when you're hanging out with me and my friends you can share your expertise with us. I promise it's a great group, everyone in my group studies at CU. They'll welcome you with open arms," I state firmly, hoping she will take me up on the offer. Of course I'm happy to see her, but more than anything, I want her safe.

Dany seems to be thinking it over as we walk towards the campsite.

"Won't your girlfriend have a problem with all this?" she asks, looking straight ahead as we walk.

A small smile touches my lips, I never thought she would've noticed anything about me.

"How'd you know I had a girlfriend?" I ask.

Dany tells me how there were numerous girls from class that were obsessed with me. My having a girlfriend caused them a lot of angst. Dany chuckles over the memory.

I smile back at her, even though I suddenly feel let down. I can tell she's not into me, while I've been pining for her.

"Had?" Dany says quietly as we walk in silence.

"Huh?" I reply, I had gotten lost in my moment of self-pity.

"You said had a girlfriend - as in no more?" Dany clears her throat.

I rub the back of my neck, not really wanting to get into the subject of Ygritte.

"I'm single now," I confess. "My ex and I broke up before the semester ended, almost two months ago."

Dany is quiet for a moment as I rub my neck nervously. I wish she'd say something.

"You were back on the market while classes were still in session?" she teased. "Why didn't you let your adoring fans know? I can think of at least three girls in class that would have partaken in cage-fight to win a date with you."

I roll my eyes, knowing that Dany is exaggerating. I am not the guy that women lust after. I would've been flattered, if Dany wasn't hysterically laughing over the thought. She suddenly gets serious.

"Sorry, that was rude," she says. "Are you...um...how are you doing with the breakup?"

With a huge smile I assure her I'm better than okay. We were never a good match. Dany nods with understanding.

As I am racking my brain thinking of a way to get Dany to join our group, Ghost runs around us and then begins licking Dany's hands and barking with joy.

"See, even Ghost wants you to stay with us. Just one night at least," I push.

"And you're sure your friends aren't going to mind?" Dany says nervously, biting the inside of her cheek.

Our earlier game of Never Have I Ever flashes through my mind. Everyone now knows I really like Dany, and now she'll be joining us. I quickly push my worries aside because her safety is more important than my embarrassment. I just hope my friends don't humiliate me.

"My friends are great, they would insist you join our group. No isolated camping for you tonight," I argue.

"Why are you hiking alone? No one wanted to go with you?" Dany smiles.

I better warn her now, rolling my eyes I tell her I'm here with three couples who are all deliriously happy. She wrinkles her nose in disgust, which makes me bellow with laughter.

"So they all wanted 'alone time' after dinner," I emphasize the words "alone time", our eyes meet and we both make gagging sounds.

"In that case, it's a good thing Ghost found me—we can hate on the happy couples together," she jokes, her eyes bright.

Things are looking up.

++o++

The campfire is going strong, everyone is talking and joking around when we walk up to the fire.

"Jon, you're back! We were about to send out a search party," Sam jokes before seeing Dany.

She's practically hiding behind me. She seems nervous, maybe she is still worried about overstepping.

"This is Dany, she's one of my former students," I say. "It's a long story, but she's in a bind so I invited her join our group."

My eyes and tone plead with them to play it cool, and I hope Dany doesn't notice.

Mouths drop open at the irony, but everyone keeps it together. No one lets it slip we were just talking about her earlier.

"Oh my God, Dany Targaryen!" Brienne calls as she and Jamie walk over to embrace Dany.

Dany' smile is huge when she sees them.

"First Jon, and now I'm running into you two? It's good to see you!" Dany says brightly, while hugging them back.

Jamie takes the lead on introducing Dany to the rest of our group. Everyone is very warm to her, and they keep looking back at me. Tyrion and Shae are all smiles, discreetly giving me a thumbs up over how cute Dany is. I can feel how red my face is, but I'm hoping the darkness is enough to hide it.

"Ok, so what's this bind Jon vaguely mentioned? And how'd you two hook up? Spill," Jamie insists, while bringing over an extra camping chair so Dany can take a seat. He makes sure to put her chair right next to mine, winking at me.

"And you know I like a good story," Jamie urges, situating himself next to Brienne.

After Dany explained how Ghost found her, she gives them a high-level about the break up with Drogo, his drinking and needing to leave their camp. "Dany, I'm glad you're okay and with us now," Jamie interjects. "You deserve so much better than Drogo. You need a real man, who will treat you right."

"Believe me, Drogo and I are so done. I can't even describe the relief I felt when he dumped me!" she chuckles, while sitting in the chair next to me.

I've been quiet, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. I clear my throat uncertainly.

"I'm trying to convince Dany to just enjoy camping with our group," I say. "I was just about to tell her about the hike we are doing tomorrow."

Dany blushes and smiles at me, I can tell she wants to hang out with us, but maybe she's worried she's invading our camping trip.

Everyone assures her she is welcome, and we have more than enough supplies to share. Brienne demands that she at least do the hike with us tomorrow morning. Finally Dany agrees to stay, at least for tomorrow morning's Bear Lake hike.

"Thanks guys, this is awesome. Being able to sleep under the stars and know you guys are here will be huge for me," she says.

"Sleeping by the fire?" Sam asks incredulously. "Jon has a huge tent, you should sleep with him." Jamie quickly walks away, unable to control his laughter.

Both Dany and I blush. I clear my throat and agree with Sam.

"I was going to offer, but I wasn't sure how to word it without freaking you out," I stammer nervously while wringing my hands. Dany blushes and looks away from me.

"You guys are great, I'm really good right here by the fire. I did it last night, and I can do it again. Besides, it's nice to sleep under the stars," she insists. I hear the finality in her voice.

++o++

We enjoy an evening around the fire, laughing and talking. We reheat some leftovers from dinner over the fire for Dany. The s'mores are delicious and the company is great. I steal glances at Dany when she isn't looking, she is gorgeous. Her brown hair is pulled up in a high ponytail, and the way her face lights up when she smiles warms my heart. Her laugh is contagious. I'm actually nervous around her because I'm not really sure what to say. Any romantic relationship I've ever had was me saying yes when pursued. Not that Dany and I are romantic at all, but I do want to get to know her better.

As we start prepping for bed, Dany starts setting up her sleeping bag next to the fire pit that is still burning but slowing down. It's a warm enough night to sleep under the stars. I quietly offer her my tent one more time, telling her I'm happy to sleep by the fire instead. Dany won't even consider it.

Jamie and Brienne share a look, as though agreeing to something.

"We could have the boys stay in Jon's tent and we can have a girl's night in my tent," Brienne offers kindly.

"Yeah, Brienne already got lucky earlier so she should be okay until tomorrow," Jamie deadpans.

"Jamie!" she shrieks, obviously horrified. God, he is brave. Dany and I burst out laughing, unable to control ourselves. Dany takes a step closer and hides her face behind my arm. I can tell she feels bad for laughing at Brienne.

Once everyone is no longer laughing and Jamie has successfully pleaded for his life, Dany smiles and thanks us for the offer.

"I don't want to be a pain, I'm sleeping by the fire, and that's final. You guys have already done so much," Dany smiles. "And now I'm really sleepy so I need to hit the sack. Goodnight, guys." Everyone says goodnight and heads to their tents.

"Jon, wait!" I feel Dany's hand on my forearm, causing warm feelings in my stomach.

Meeting her gaze, I'm rendered speechless when she reaches over and kisses my cheek.

Dany then looks embarrassed.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you. You're an amazing guy, I appreciate you're looking out for me," she says, her hand dropping from my arm as she takes a step back. "Goodnight, Jon," she whispers.

"Goodnight, Dany," I gulp. "If anything happens, I'm in the far tent. Or just wake us all up, of course."

She smiles before turning back to the fire.

I can't stop thinking about her. I wish she was with me in the tent. I hate she is sleeping outside. I'd even be fine with her in my tent and me outside.

I'm exhausted but unable to sleep, tossing and turning for over an hour. When I can't take it anymore, I quietly roll up my sleeping bag and walk to the fire pit. The embers are still burning, which shines some light on Dany. Ghost lies next to her, immediately sitting up when he hears my approach.

"Ghost, good dog," I quietly announce myself. Realizing it’s just me, Ghost lays back down to sleep.

Even my dog is taken with her. Ghost has followed her around all evening. My smart dog has good taste.

Dany looks peaceful while sound asleep, with her beautiful face so serene. How could any guy be so dumb to take her for granted?

I lay my sleeping bag where I can see her, but not too close so it's not creepy. I frown, I feel like someone has pulled my heart out of my chest and slowly started squeezing it. I'm surprised at the strong desire I feel. I really like this girl, so much. Dany is gorgeous, funny, smart and kind.

I don't know who this Drogo guy is, but he sounds like a complete idiot.

++o+ Chapter End +o++

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