#please do not go full Daenerys on us

[greenerteacups]

oooh please someday tell us what you think of GOT

oh, no, it's my fatal weakness! it's [checks notes] literally just the bare modicum of temptation! okay you got me.

SO. in order to tell what's wrong with game of thrones you kind of have to have read the books, because the books are the reason the show goes off the rails. i actually blame the showrunners relatively little in proportion to GRRM for how bad the show was (which I'm not gonna rehash here because if you're interested in GOT in any capacity you've already seen that horse flogged to death). people debate when GOT "got bad" in terms of writing, but regardless of when you think it dropped off, everyone agrees the quality declined sharply in season 8, and to a certain extent, season 7. these are the seasons that are more or less entirely spun from whole cloth, because season 7 marks the beginning of what will, if we ever see it, be the Winds of Winter storyline. it's the first part that isn't based on a book by George R.R. Martin. it's said that he gave the showrunners plot outlines, but we don't know how detailed they were, or how much the writers diverged from the blueprint — and honestly, considering the cumulative changes made to the story by that point, some stark divergence would have been required. (there's a reason for this. i'll get there in a sec.)

so far, i'm not saying anything all that original. a lot of people recognized how bad the show got as soon as they ran out of Book to adapt. (I think it's kind of weird that they agreed to make a show about an unfinished series in the first place — did GRRM figure that this was his one shot at a really good HBO adaptation, and forego misgivings about his ability to write two full books in however many years it took to adapt? did he think they would wait for him? did he not care that the series would eventually spoil his magnum opus, which he's spent the last three decades of his life writing? perplexing.) but the more interesting question is why the show got bad once it ran out of Book, because in my mind, that's not a given. a lot of great shows depart from the books they were based on. fanfiction does exactly that, all the time! if you have good writers who understand the characters they're working with, departure means a different story, not a worse one. now, the natural reply would be to say that the writers of GOT just aren't good, or at least aren't good at the things that make for great television, and that's why they needed the books as a structure, but I don't think that's true or fair, either. books and television are very different things. the pacing of a book is totally different from the pacing of a television show, and even an episodic book like ASOIAF is going to need a lot of work before it's remotely watchable as a series. bad writers cannot make great series of television, regardless of how good their source material is. sure, they didn't invent the characters of tyrion lannister and daenerys targaryen, but they sure as hell understood story structure well enough to write a damn compelling season of TV about them!

so but then: what gives? i actually do think it's a problem with the books! the show starts out as very faithful to the early books (namely, A Game of Thrones and A Clash of Kings) to the point that most plotlines are copied beat-for-beat. the story is constructed a little differently, and it's definitely condensed, but the meat is still there. and not surprisingly, the early books in ASOIAF are very tightly written. for how long they are, you wouldn't expect it, but on every page of those books, the plot is racing. you can practically watch george trying to beat the fucking clock. and he does! useful context here is that he originally thought GOT was going to be a trilogy, and so the scope of most threads in the first book or two would have been much smaller. it also helps that the first three books are in some respects self-contained stories. the first book is a mystery, the second and third are espionage and war dramas — and they're kept tight in order to serve those respective plots.

the trouble begins with A Feast for Crows, and arguably A Storm of Swords, because GRRM starts multiplying plotlines and treating the series as a story, rather than each individual book. he also massively underestimated the number of pages it would take him to get through certain plot beats — an assumption whose foundation is unclear, because from a reader's standpoint, there is a fucke tonne of shit in Feast and Dance that's spurious. I'm not talking about Brienne's Riverlands storyline (which I adore thematically but speaking honestly should have been its own novella, not a part of Feast proper). I'm talking about whole chapters where Tyrion is sitting on his ass in the river, just talking to people. (will I eat crow about this if these pay off in hugely satisfying ways in Winds or Dream? oh, totally. my brothers, i will gorge myself on sweet sweet corvid. i will wear a dunce cap in the square, and gleefully, if these turn out to not have been wastes of time. the fact that i am writing this means i am willing to stake a non-negligible amount of pride on the prediction that that will not happen). I'm talking about scenes where the characters stare at each other and talk idly about things that have already happened while the author describes things we already have seen in excruciating detail. i'm talking about threads that, while forgivable in a different novel, are unforgivable in this one, because you are neglecting your main characters and their story. and don't tell me you think that a day-by-day account tyrion's river cruise is necessary to telling his story, because in the count of monte cristo, the main guy disappears for nine years and comes hurtling back into the story as a vengeful aristocrat! and while time jumps like that don't work for everything, they certainly do work if what you're talking about isn't a major story thread!

now put aside whether or not all these meandering, unconcluded threads are enjoyable to read (as, in fairness, they often are!). think about them as if you're a tv showrunner. these bad boys are your worst nightmare. because while you know the author put them in for a reason, you haven't read the conclusion to the arc, so you don't know what that reason is. and even if the author tells you in broad strokes how things are going to end for any particular character (and this is a big "if," because GRRM's whole style is that he lets plots "develop as he goes," so I'm not actually convinced that he does have endings written out for most major characters), that still doesn't help you get them from point A (meandering storyline) to point B (actual conclusion). oh, and by the way, you have under a year to write this full season of television, while GRRM has been thinking about how to end the books for at least 10. all of this means you have to basically call an audible on whether or not certain arcs are going to pay off, and, if they are, whether they make for good television, and hence are worth writing. and you have to do that for every. single. unfinished. story. in the books.

here's an example: in the books, Quentin Martell goes on a quest to marry Daenerys and gain a dragon. many chapters are spent detailing this quest. spoiler alert: he fails, and he gets charbroiled by dragons. GRRM includes this plot to set up the actions of House Martell in Winds, but the problem is that we don't know what House Martell does in Winds, because (see above) the book DNE. So, although we can reliably bet that the showrunners understand (1) Daenerys is coming to Westeros with her 3 fantasy nukes, and (2) at some point they're gonna have to deal with the invasion of frozombies from Canada, that DOESN'T mean they necessarily know exactly what's going to happen to Dorne, or House Martell. i mean, fuck! we don't even know if Martin knows what's going to happen to Dorne or House Martell, because he's said he's the kind of writer who doesn't set shit out beforehand! so for every "Cersei defaults on millions of dragons in loans from the notorious Bank of Nobody Fucks With Us, assumes this will have no repercussions for her reign or Westerosi politics in general" plotline — which might as well have a big glaring THIS WILL BE IMPORTANT stamp on top of the chapter heading — you have Arianne Martell trying to do a coup/parent trap switcheroo with Myrcella, or Euron the Goffick Antichrist, or Faegon Targaryen and JonCon preparing a Blackfyre restoration, or anything else that might pan out — but might not! And while that uncertainty about what's important to the "overall story" might be a realistic way of depicting human beings in a world ruled by chance and not Destiny, it makes for much better reading than viewing, because Game of Thrones as a fantasy television series was based on the first three books, which are much more traditional "there is a plot and main characters and you can generally tell who they are" kind of book. I see Feast and Dance as a kind of soft reboot for the series in this respect, because they recenter the story around a much larger cast and cast a much broader net in terms of which characters "deserve" narrative attention.

but if you're making a season of television, you can't do that, because you've already set up the basic premise and pacing of your story, and you can't suddenly pivot into a long-form tone poem about the horrors of war. so you have to cut something. but what are you gonna cut? bear in mind that you can't just Forget About Dorne, or the Iron Islands, or the Vale, or the North, or pretty much any region of the story, because it's all interconnected, but to fit in everything from the books would require pacing of the sort that no reasonable audience would ever tolerate. and bear in mind that the later books sprout a lot more of these baby-plots that could go somewhere, but also might end up being secondary or tertiary to the "main story," which, at the end of the day, is about dragons and ice zombies and the rot at the heart of the feudal power system glorified in classical fantasy. that's the story that you as the showrunner absolutely must give them an end to, and that's the story that should be your priority 1.

so you do a hack and slash job, and you mortar over whatever you cut out with storylines that you cook up yourself, but you can't go too far afield, because you still need all the characters more or less in place for the final showdown. so you pinch here and push credulity there, and you do your best to put the characters in more or less the same place they would have been if you kept the original, but on a shorter timeframe. and is it as good as the first seasons? of course not! because the material that you have is not suited to TV like the first seasons are. and not only that, but you are now working with source material that is actively fighting your attempt to constrain a linear and well-paced narrative on it. the text that you're working with changed structure when you weren't looking, and now you have to find some way to shanghai this new sprawling behemoth of a Thing into a television show. oh, and by the way, don't think that the (living) author of the source material will be any help with this, because even though he's got years of experience working in television writing, he doesn't actually know how all of these threads will tie together, which is possibly the reason that the next book has taken over 8 years (now 13 and counting) to write. oh and also, your showrunners are sick of this (in fairness, very difficult) job and they want to go write for star wars instead, so they've refused the extra time the studio offered them for pre-production and pushed through a bunch of first-draft scripts, creating a crunch culture of the type that spawns entirely avoidable mistakes, like, say, some poor set designer leaving a starbucks cup in frame.

anyway, that's what I think went wrong with game of thrones.

[chloe-skywalker]

Propersitautions - Robb Stark

Part 2

(2/?)

Rob x fem!reader Targaryen

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 1,133

Summary: Y/n’s stayed with Robb for awhile now and it’s time for her to go back to Dany and tell her what he’s decided. Has Robb got something in mind?

Authors Note: Here’s part 2! I’m sure some of you know where this is going. . . But if you don’t enjoy and enjoy if you do enjoy. I’ve loved writing for “Game of Thrones”. So expect more!!! (maybe a part 3? With Her going back to Daenerys and tell her)

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“How are you enjoying your stay with us, Milady?” Robb asked after all the other Lords and his mother had left his tent. It had been two moons since they first met and they had gotten to know each other quite well. The two would consider each other friends.

“It’s been quite enjoyable your Grace.” Y/n smiled walking over to be closer to him.

Robb shook his head at her addressing of him. Not wanting their to be a title for him from her. “Please just call me Robb.”

“Then please Robb just call me Y/n.” She wanted the same as him between them. No formalitles, just friendship.

“I’m sorry we don’t have better accommodations for your stay.” He told her with a apologetic look. Robb wanted to empress her but he lacked the situation to do so.

Y/n shook her head with a wave of her hand. “Your in the middle of a war. Don’t apologize for things out of your control.”

Given the circumstances Y/n appreciated the sentiment but he didn’t need to apologize for something out of his control, he had provided her with a lot and he didn’t have to.

“I’ve appreciated your wisdom in the war meetings since you’ve joined us.” Robb spoke changing the subject with a tilt of his lips up at the corners at the recent memories.

“I’m honored you want me to attend them.” She was grateful that he seemed to value her opinion. That was rare for a woman.

“I quite enjoy your take on things. Your view.” He smirked as he told her. She had no fear of speaking her mind in a room full of opinionated men. “And how you can put any man in his place.”

Y/n smirked tilting her head with humor written in her eyes. “I’m sure I could beat them in battle as well, but we are on the same side.”

Robb laughed but he nodded in agreement not putting it past her. He’s seen her fight, Robb doesn’t doubt her words. “I’m sure you could.”

Y/n’s expression turned solem for knowing her next words. She had grown fond of the blue eyed man infornt of her. “My time here is coming to a close Robb Stark. I must return to my sister with an answer on my propersitaution.”

Robb knew this would happen at some point. It saddened him but she couldn’t stay forever. So with a sad smile he stated. “I will miss your company.”

“And I will miss yours.” She stated as they mirrored eachothers expressions. But she needed an answer. They had talked about acouple options but never settled on anything. Y/n felt the finale decision was up to him. “Do tell me, what should I tell my sister. Do we have an agreement?”

Robb looked off to the side at nothing impictualr in thought, before looking foreward to her again. “I told you when you first saved my life and asked if we would have an alliance that I was worried about it breaking at some point.”

“Yes.” Y/n hopes he’ll take the offer of their help, but that depended on what he had in mind to add to the terms. They had the numbers to help him win this war, he does not. Wihtout their help he will lose, and probably make deals he will regret. They had gotten close she hoped it was something she could agree to or work with. “Have you come to a solution?”

Robb had made up his mind, now he just had to see if she’d agree.

“I have a proposal to secure an alliance between our sides, families, armys, and houses.” Robb gulped, hoping that he wouldn’t offend her and that his crush on her was reciprocated. “A marriage between you and me.”

“Marriage?” Y/n raised her eyebrows in shock. She did not see that one coming. But through all the emotions she was feeling she wasn’t disgusted or disappointed.

“I understand if it seem’s fast, very fast. But over the course of the time I have gotten to know you I have fallen in love with you. I would be honored to be your husband, to call you my wife. My Queen of the North.” Robb lifted his hand to wrap around her waist. Sure he was asking to marry her out of making an alliance, thats how most marriages between highborns went. But t least this one would also be for love, and that was more then most could ask for.

Yes, he had been wary of her to begin with. Their wasn’t many stories that told good traits of Targaryen’s, and with her father having been the ‘Mad King’ he had reason to worry. But she had proved how different she was from her father and thats what mattered to Robb.

Y/n stood there thinking it over his proposal. There was pro’s and con’s to it, but Y/n enjoyed Robb’s company and he was handsome. Being married to him was her choice and she had fallen in love with him too while being in Westeros.

“I accept. I have gotten to know you as well Robb Stark, and I would be honored to be your wife. I’d love to have you as my husband.” Y/n smiled at him grabbing his free hand and lacing their fingers together and raised her other to rest around the back of his neck. She but her lip at the excitement building up in her stomach.

“I love you.” Robb smiled brightly pulling her into a kiss, showing his love for  her through it.

“And I you.” Y/n giggled as they came apart for air. Blushing and looking from his eyes to his lips and back. “You do know I still have to leave. I have to inform my sister of our agreement and now engagement.”

“Let me go with you.” he wanted to meet her sister, her family. Prove he was worthy of her and would care for her, he wasn’t a sleezy man that offered marriage for disgusting reasons. Plus he didn’t want to be away from her.

“You have a war to fight, men to lead. You can’t leave. But I’ll be back soon. I promise.” Y/n found it sweet that he didn’t want to leave her side but he had a duty to his men, to the North, and to his sisters. His family. Which herself and her sister would soon be apart of.

“I’ll be counting the days.” Robb leaned his forehead against hers, letting out a sigh. Reluctantly he knew she was right, he couldn’t afford to leave for that long and go with her.

But they’d be together again soon and Robb would be waiting.

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[dumbkiri]

​ALT DREAMER OF YOU

This is an alternate 'Dreamer of You' series that is set after the first chapter. I had this vision of [Name] being so prideful of Daenerys and I had to make it all about her lmaoo also Helaena spoke up!

First part: 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚

8 𝔭𝔤𝔰

North. Go North.

[Name]’s eyes never left the enchanting fire that spoke to him. The translucent voice kept telling him the same thing for hours and he sat there listening to it. The crackle of the fire warmed his body and he moved his attention to his girls still sleeping on the bed.

Daenerys, in her sleep, wrapped herself around her mother and the two dragons bonded to his daughter found sleep on her pillow. Usually [Name] would be against dragons sleeping in their personal chambers, but Helaena reassured him that their children were guarded by their light. 

Go. North. 

The voice commanded again, never ceasing. Then [Name] sighed and picked up Hellfire from the table making his schedule inside his head. He walked over to his clothes to get dressed for the day and he gladly ditched the sickening green color the Hightower-Targaryens wore. Instead he wore the more traditional colors of his house; black and red. 

As he got ready, [Name] accidentally woke up his daughter and she sat up in the bed with groggy eyes. It was only when he had Hellfire strapped to his waist did he notice Daenerys awake. His boots clicked against the floorboards as he made his way towards her with a gentle look, 

“Are you an early bird now, Dany?” 

She shook her head and rubbed her eyes with one hand, “Where are you going, father? Can I come with you?” 

[Name] scooped her into his arms and he led her across the room where he already had hers and her mother’s clothes out on one of the couches. Since she woke up, he might as well dress her and take her with him to prepare for the trip to Dragonstone. 

“Of course, you can come with me. Shall we get you dressed?” 

“Yes please,” Daenerys giggled and awed at the pretty dark red gown tailored just for her with black accents in her father’s hands. She’s never worn these colors before, but after seeing her father wear them, it’s all she wanted to do. She couldn’t though because her grandmother insisted that green had always been her color. Little Daenerys disagrees wholeheartedly now, black and red were the colors she was born to wear. 

[Name] dressed Daenerys rather quickly as his daughter stood there diligently in her spot. But the smile on his face knew that she loved these new colors she gets to wear. Alicent used to complain about getting Daenerys dressed because she never stood still. The reason had been because she wanted to wear the colors he wore, this brough a goofy smile on his face knowing his daughter really does follow in his footsteps. 

  He wished that his father witnessed his favorite grandchild wear these proud colors of House Targaryen. [Name] knew that Viserys would have this giant smile on his face and the hug he would give Daenerys would crush her little body with love. 

“This dress is very pretty, father.” 

[Name] snapped back into reality and he watched Daenerys twirl in her spot, admiring the black ruffles that fluffed out with the spin. He chuckled, then stood up to his full height with his hand outstretching for her small one, “Come now, we have a lot to do today, are you ready?” 

Daenerys took her father’s hand and could feel his warmth penetrating through his gloves. Ever since her grandfather passed down Hellfire to her father, the warmth surrounding his body never cooled. She pictured him like a fire that always burned, no matter what it faced. 

“I am.”

……

“Where is your brother now?” Alicent watched her daughter admiring the creatures she kept in cages with silence. Her eyes stayed on the stiff Helaena, afraid that if she actually looked around she would find [Name] standing in a corner of the room menacingly. 

But his presence was not felt, this assured Alicent that she could have a conversation with her kind daughter. Helaena would forgive her for what happened last night. 

“He went out to check on Balerion and Dreamfyre with Daenerys, he’ll be back shortly if you would like to apologize to him,” Helaena spoke and picked up a cage that housed a very fuzzy tarantula. 

Alicent finally noticed the way her daughter was dressed. Helaena wore a black dress with material that represented black scales and black leggings underneath. Her braided hair showed off the red corset and the very bright red Targaryen sigil above her right breast. Clothes that had this embroidered sigil were clothing only [Name] had someone tailor for his family. 

Helaena always looked good in green, yet here she stood with black and red tainting her beauty. [Name] did this on purpose, Alicent knows this for certain. Her son taunted her with notions of these colors that reminded her so much of Rhaenyra and Daemon…of Viserys. 

“Are you?” Helaena moved her observant eyes to Alicent and her mother shook off the chills running down her arms. 

“Am I, what?” 

“You came here to talk to me about what you and…the Lord Commander were doing last night. I know an act like that, mother. [Name] and I engage in the activity almost every night.” Helaena said this with no hesitancy and it displeased the mother very much. 

Alicent grimaced and said, “Helaena, I don’t need to know that. What you saw last night, you or the little ones should not have seen. I wanted to-” 

“I forgive you, mother,” Helaena mumbled, holding her tears back, “but my husband is a different person. Usually he’s not so easily angered. He’s kind and loving, never raises his voice at me or his children. He is a family man, dedicated to protecting us and learning how to be a soldier and a father at the same time. [Name] doesn’t want to be like father, a man who sues for peace every time an enemy slights him or like his brothers, boys who demand for war every time something doesn’t go their way.” 

“You’re right, he’s nothing like them,” Alicent muttered, her eyes downcasted, “[Name] came into this world with a defiant cry, louder than when Aegon came. He grew up following the shadow of Rhaenyra, even going so far as to protect her children during that incident. Your brother admired Rhaenyra whilst living up to her standards pretending that she was his mother, not me.” 

Helaena set the cage with the arachnid in it gently back on the table. Her mother did not hear a single good thing she described [Name] to be. Her mother only heard how different he was from his brothers. [Name] took to Rhaenyra because he admired their older sister. Then he got along well with Lucerys and Jacaerys, this trio bringing joy to Viserys when he was still alive.

She imagined the way [Name] would speak to their mother right now. All of [Name]’s worries and defeats came to her mind, remembering the way he felt useless in this place. She felt bad for her husband and this was her moment to speak up for him because he wasn’t here to defend himself. 

[Name] defended her many times in front of Lords and their wives, their brothers and subjects. When they made fun of her, he reminded them to watch their tongue or else they’d lose it. When they watched her for too long, he tells them that Balerion likes watching men on fire running around before he eats them. Some warnings came out with a subtle threat and some left just as is.

“You’re wrong,” Helaena pushed herself to protect her husband’s dignity as a Targaryen, “It wasn’t a shadow he chased after nor did he see a mother in Rhaenyra. What my husband admired about Rhaenyra was something Aegon, Aemond or himself couldn’t attain. [Name] follows her because he sees and knows her as the true heir to the Iron Throne. Our sister was meant to rule the Realm and you gave it to a drunk.” 

“Helaena!” Alicent glared at her soft spoken daughter who for once, spoke her mind. Or was it [Name]’s words speaking through her? “You cannot speak about your brother like that, most of all your king. Has [Name] tainted your thoughts with false-” 

“You’re not listening, mother,” Helaena huffed, “We know who was supposed to be the ruler of the Iron Throne, but you and grandfather took that away from her. Your son took her son’s life because he lost an eye to him years ago. We lost a son because of this infringement on her claim to the throne. What more do you want from him? From her? I will not stand here and listen to you put blame on him when it was you, all along. And…I forgive you.” 

“Are you saying it’s my fault?” Alicent asked with a finger pointed at herself. 

“Are you denying that it’s not, Alicent?” 

Helaena and Alicent snapped their heads to the entrance of the room and standing there in all his glory was [Name] with a worn out Daenerys in his arms. Yes, he looked intimidating in his all black dragon rider clothing. Although holding Daenerys close to his chest made him look more like a doting father than the rider of the largest dragon. 

“[Name], back so soon?” Alicent questioned, settling the glare onto Daenerys’ dress. It seems her son is making a statement with his whole family. Again, this color is associated with Rhaenyra’s side of the family and it made her question the motives of her son. 

He mentioned in the council room that he would fly out to Dragonstone to see if Rhaenyra really put that order out; a son for a son. Maybe wearing black and red would ease Rhaenyra and the rest of the Blacks by wearing their house colors. Her son would fight on behalf of his own, but not accuse the wrong party. Most of his anger is towards her and Criston Cole, she made them a target for him. 

“I’ve been out since dawn with Daenerys preparing the dragons for a long flight,” He closed the door behind him and walked in the room with an imposing presence. Her sons were all different from each other; Aegon walked with uncertainty, Aemond walked with a calculated stride and [Name] marched in with confidence. “I believe it’s a perfect time to come back and have something to eat with my family. Now then are you denying Helaena’s claim and if you are, I’m willing to listen.” 

[Name] stopped in front of Helaena and pressed a kiss on her lips, greeting her with love then he led her to one of the couches. They were going to have a talk with their mother if she wanted to. Helaena felt another kiss, this time on her cheek, when she sat down and to her surprise, Daenerys greeted her so kindly. With this action, Helaena scooped her daughter out of her husband’s arms and cuddled with her giggling child. 

“Know that your apology might just save Cole’s life. If you fail to please my family, your lover will be lit by Balerion’s fire and he’ll be eaten by Dreamfyre.” 

[Name] turned his affectionate gaze towards his mother and it hardened into a steely stare. He watched her sit down across from his family and upright with a nod.

Her voice came out annoyed and accusingly, “Of course, you would come up with a punishment like that. Your Red God must be so proud of you.” 

“Mocking my faith now?” [Name] grimly chuckled then leaned back into the sofa, his arm draping over Helaena’s shoulders, “He doesn’t need to hear your false praises towards your gods, he’s already found you guilty for many things. But you are my mother and I will try to find something good in you. It might surprise you that I didn’t come up with Cole’s punishment.” 

Alicent casted a shocked stare at Helaena and the soft spoken woman shook her head. 

“Neither did my wife, no. The one to come up with Cole’s punishment was Dany. She got the bright idea when we fed some sheep and fish to Balerion and Dreamfyre. Tell grandmother what you told me about the Lord Commander, Dany.” 

All the attention landed on Daenerys and the little girl sat up in her mother’s lap. Daenerys smoothed her dress down then addressed Alicent, “Grandmother, we find the Lord Commander, Ser Criston Cole, guilty for abandoning his post. Relieving the rest of the Watch allowed ratcatchers to infiltrate our floors and murder my brother and cousin. Rhaegar declared that when our father catches them, he will burn them in the blackest hells…simply put Balerion will light them up.”

Daenerys gestured with her hand to make it a point that the little girl didn’t know if her grandmother understood what Rhaegar meant by a black hell. The black fire had been notable by all of the people in Westeros as only one dragon did that. Dany has not seen her grandmother approach a dragon at all, not the young ones either. 

Even Moonlight, Nightmare and Frostfang made her uneasy and they were across the room perched by Viserys’ crib. So she really did not know if her grandmother knew that Balerion breathed black fire. 

“Since Uncle Aegon already caught one of the men and we’re still looking for the ratcatcher, Ser Criston Cole has to answer for his abandonment.”

“Daenerys, Ser Criston Cole follows my orders and-” Alicent scooted upward on the sofa to address her granddaughter as softly as possible. 

But Danerys wasn’t interested in this gentle talk. Her brother is dead and she wanted revenge just like her father. Truth be told, she can’t wait to see the ratcatcher and the Lord Commander burn. 

“Dragons are very unique, grandmother. The way they interact with one another makes me very curious, so I started watching a particular pairing. As you know, I’ve been around Balerion and Dreamfyre many times more than my own dragons.” 

Alicent caught how Daenerys said ‘dragons’ and not dragon. But she allowed this mistake completely oblivious to the way her son kept his prideful look on his daughter. 

“Did you know that Dreamfyre likes to eat sheep and fish that Balerion burns up?” Daenerys gushed and tightened her hands on her dress, “I think it’s really cute! She refuses to eat anything that her mate hasn’t burned. Then this idea came to mind as a punishment to those who caused my brother’s death. What if we have Balerion burn the men and Dreamfyre can feast upon them? Father told me it was a grand idea.”

“I’m sure he did,” Alicent said with a disturbed expression on her face. “Yet I cannot allow you to punish Ser Criston Cole. He did not murder your brother or your cousin. He doesn’t deserve a punishment like that.” 

“Grandmother, I don’t understand why you’re defending him,” Daenerys’ smile instantly turned into a frown. Her lilac eyes flashing a dangerous red and Alicent swore she saw a reflection of a flame inside the purple color. “Your grandsons are dead. Your love for the Lord Commander is blinding you to the justice we demand. Do you think that they would have died if there were guards outside our room? Would you still protect him if you saw what we witnessed?” 

Alicent looked away from the unshed tears her granddaughter had in her eyes. 

“We watched Rhaegar fight to protect his cousin. We heard them cutting off Jaehaerys head. I clung onto mother’s dress as she picked up Viserys from his crib then ran away with her and Aunt Jeyne. When I looked back into that room…I saw the light leave Rhaegar’s eyes. I want his declaration to be law, do you understand?” 

Alicent had enough of her granddaughter speaking to her like this. Her smart remark left her lips in a flash, “Well it’s a good thing you are not a queen and that your father isn’t a king. We will follow Aegon’s orders and only one man will burn for the prince and your brother’s death; the ratcatcher.” 

Dany, for the first time in her life, glared at her grandmother then hopped off the sofa. The little girl’s height matched Alicent’s sitting form and she said, “No, it’s a good thing father is close to Uncle Aegon. They’re brothers, first and foremost. Fortunately for us, you forget that. Ser Criston Cole will be known as Crispy Cole very soon and you will witness Rhaegar’s vision of the blackest hell.”

Daenerys left the three adults flabbergasted by her leave making her way to the baby dragons and her young brother. 

Helaena moved her eyes upwards to look at [Name] and the man covered his smirk with his hand, holding back his laughter. He couldn’t believe Daenerys just talked to Alicent like that. If his father were here, Viserys would crumble and crack at the show Dany put on. 

“Your daughter needs to learn how to respect her elders.” Alicent’s angered voice cut through the awkwardness. The parents of the young girl could tell their mother had been slighted and did not take well to the subtle threat that was said. 

[Name] shook his head and removed his hand, “No, she said everything that needs no sugarcoating. You underestimate her intelligence and her ruthlessness, Alicent. I suggest you warn your sworn protector of his future because there is not a corner of the world that he could hide in. A black hell Rhaegar declared is a promise we intend to keep for his honor.”

“Father, come look!” Daenerys’ voice carried over to the adults and [Name] stood immediately. Daenerys deserved all his attention after telling his mother off. Plus he wanted to know where she got the ‘Crispy Cole’ nickname from. It was very clever on her part. 

When [Name] disappeared from Helaena’s side, Alicent addressed her daughter wanting to know what Daenerys meant by ‘dragons’. “Your daughter mentioned that she’s been around Balerion and Dreamfyre more than her dragons. She only has one, what does she mean otherwise?” 

Helaena gestured with a tilt of her head to get her mother witnessing a grand sight. Because her daughter truly was a different Targaryen in a good way. Daenerys will grow up demanding respect and leading powerful allies for her cause. 

Following the action with her eyes, Alicent saw Daenerys talking in high valyrian to two hatchlings. One hatchling covered in all white scales with black undertones and black wings, climbed onto Daenerys’ shoulder. Then another hatchling colored in a dark red - almost black- scales and bright green eyes walked up onto Daenerys’ outstretched hand. 

“Daenerys is a very powerful girl, her will has drawn in another dragon to her,” Helaena smiled at the scene playing out between her husband and daughter, “She holds a bond between Moonlight and Nightmare. For centuries, she will be known as Daenerys the Assertive; the daughter of [Name] Targaryen, the Black Rider.” 

Alicent had no idea why Helaena gave her husband that nickname when he was already ‘the Dreaded’ after his dragon, The Black Dread. But little did the Dowager Queen know, [Name] was soon going to join the Blacks cause.

[mags-writes]

Part 2: Frozen Pines - Gendrya

Summary: Gendry isn't dead?

Warnings: Canon-level violence, canon-level angst, canon-level swearing

Pairing: Gendry Waters/Baratheon x Arya Stark

Length: 2.9k words

Masterlist || The Night We Met || Frozen Pines || Meet Me In The Woods || Love Like Ghosts

I wake up in the morning, oh and I don't know where I've been all alone on a mountainside and huddled in the wind

Daenerys Targaryen was a striking beauty. Bold purple eyes shimmering like the sharpest cut gemstones and silvery hair that seemed to glow like fresh snow. She had seen the hair in Bravos on the heads of what was left of old Valyria in Essos and the eyes were just as common but both in Daenerys before her in the dark walled castle of Winterfell was almost hard to look at. She blazed like a fire in the darkness of the room but there was no warmth. A Queen was standing before them, the blood of old Valyria at its full strength with some of the smartest and most loyal minds advising her. Anyone in the world would be lying to themselves if they said they weren't intimidated by her presence so Arya didn't bother. That Northern pride in her -the Stark in her, the wolf in her- wouldn't give itself up so easily but Arya forced herself to at least smile at the Queen while Sansa got on with business.

"Arya has been fortifying the castle, training the guards herself even, and making sure we have the utmost security throughout the entire castle and its grounds." Sansa reported proudly to the council before her. "Thanks to her there will be no chance of any assassination attempts on any of us no matter how talented they think they are."

"Cersei swore to our cause. We shouldn't assume she would go back on her word." Came from Jon.

"The day I trust that golden-haired bitch again is the day my corpse has entered the final stages of decay in the crypts." Sansa didn't even bother looking at Jon when she spoke the words and Arya tried and failed to suppress a smile at the slight shock from the Queen's side of the council.

"Lady Arya's efforts are appreciated in these uncertain times." Daenerys lets out in an attempt to break the tension and gives Arya a politician's smile.

"If it pleases you, your grace, just Arya will do." Arya bows her head in respect with her own slight smile. "I've never been able to be a lady. My father said I'm much too alike to my aunt."

The comment at the end to anyone else would seem harmless coming from Arya but it made Daenerys flinch slightly. Arya's pride was satisfied.

The meeting proceeded with a few disagreements here and there. But then came the dragonglass. They had more than enough to equip their whole army but whether or not they could make it fast enough was a topic that was causing them all to worry. Arya knew of one smithy that could do it all with no problem and could make it beautiful while he was at it, but that wasn't the case.

"Can you guarantee that every soldier will have the weapons they need by the time the army of the dead get here?" The spider, Varys, asks in his usual slow and accusatory tone.

"Gendry has assured me that he can get it done with the help that he has." Jon answered. It made Arya frown and tilt her head at him, her heart skipping in her chest at the name. "Especially with the added talents of the Dothraki and Unsullied." There was a knock at the door and Jon moved from his position. "That should be him now with an update."

Arya's eyes widened and she caught Sansa's curious gaze. She didn't have any time to give her an explanation because the door was open and Jon was greeting the man. Arya's heart didn't skip this time, it damn near stopped dead.

"Gendry, you have good news?" Jon asked.

"Aye, your grace, I-" Gendry froze when Jon moved to his side to walk him further into the room.

Arya had stopped breathing. "Gendry?" She choked out.

"Arry?" He gets out before Arya launches herself at him at full speed.

He grunts when she makes contact but picks her up and holds her tight. Arya feels like she's seeing stars, like she's in the clouds, like she was immortal, deathless, and flying all at once. He smelled like a Northern wind, like steel, and sweat and soot, like he had been working. There was even a hint of horse in there making her smile even more.

"You-you were dead," She spoke into his shoulder before pulling back and beaming as bright as the sun up at him. "You were gone, you... You cut your hair?"

They giggled, their eyes crinkling at the edges their smiles were so wide.

"You thought I was dead? Arry, no one has heard from you in years." They were holding each other's hands, grasping tightly as if they were going to disappear again.

"No one has heard from me since before we left Kingslanding. What makes you think that was going to change?"

The sound of Jon clearing his throat made them look away from each other, Gendry loosened his grip on her hands slightly so Arya reluctantly let him go but stayed close in his space.

"Do you need some water, my lord?" She asked with a purposely snarky tone.

"How do you two know each other?" Jon asks, an accusatory glare directed at Gendry.

"When father was executed, Yorren found me, cut my hair to look like a boy, and put me in the group of what was supposed to be recruits for the Night's Watch." She looked back to Gendry, who was dutifully not making eye contact with Jon or anyone else in the room but her. "Gendry stood up for me. He protected me before I told him I was a girl and every moment after."

"I was only doing the right thing, your grace." Gendry deflected making Arya violently roll her eyes.

"Yes, yes, and the right thing to do just happened to be the noble thing to do." She lightly hits his chest with the back of her hand. "Seven hells, Bull, take the compliment."

"Bull?" Asked Sansa, she had a small smile, like she found this whole interaction amusing.

"He's a stubborn ass that charges headfirst into a fight." Arya answers easily.

Gendry sighed, giving Arya an unimpressed look.

"I had a helmet in the shape of a bull's head that I made myself." He gave her a pointed look that had her lightly shrugging. "That's why she calls me that."

"And because you're stubborn." She insisted lightly, bantering like they used to. "You can't fight me on that."

He went to argue before stopping himself and facing the others. "No, m'lady, I can't."

Arya's face dropped completely, making Sansa let out the slightest of chuckles.

"Don't call me that." Arya felt the blood rush to her face like she was a child again, facing the others as well.

"As you wish, m'lady." Stubborn ass. Gendry takes a peak at her and they both have to stop the wide smiles spreading on their face.

"Don't you have smithy things to talk about?" She shook her head, now pretending to try and ignore him by going back to the table they were all standing around with maps.

The conversation flowed from there, Gendry assuring that with all the new help, despite the language barrier with some of them, he'd get everything done on time for the estimated date of the war. Obviously, they didn't have an exact date for when they would be attacked. Bran was keeping a watchful eye on the movements but he couldn't keep it up all the time. Jon explained that Bran was a Warg, a person with the ability to enter the minds of animals, see through their eyes, and control their movements. Bran told him that he's also this Three Eyed Raven but it took a toll. Not only can Bran take control of animals at a great distance to keep an eye on the white walker's movements but he also has the ability to sift through all the events throughout time.

Arya spent time with men who carved faces from people and magically altered their very being to fit that face. They altered their entire psyche around being an empty vessel to be filled and trained their bodies to be the ultimate weapon. Bran being a Warg was not unbelievable.

Arya was carrying and balancing two plates of food on one arm and holding a cup of mead in the other. She walked into the main forge where Jon had told her Gendry was working and was greeted with the warmth of the fire. There stood the very man, sleeves rolled up, covered in soot, and sweating up a storm. Arya swallowed hard at the sight, a sight she hadn't seen for years and she wasn't complaining about it.

Gendry looked up from a dragonglass axe he was inspecting, surprise filling him at her standing there before him. He still couldn't believe she was so near him, just a few floors up behind stone, safe and sound in the castle she was born and raised in.

"What are you doing here?" He calls out.

Arya blinks and walks further in, putting everything down.

"You missed dinner." She turned to grab a chair and sat down. "C'mon. You can't work on an empty stomach. No matter how much practice you have."

Gendry chuckles, pulling over a chair as well and taking a seat next to her.

"So," He takes a bite from the food, settling her with a look. "Where did you run off to?"

"When?" She smiles.

"After I was getting carted off by the Red Witch."

Arya hums, chewing her food before swallowing a gulp of mead and handing it to him to do the same.

"Ran off into the woods, got picked up by The Hound, he tried bargaining me off to my family -which did not work." She tried to joke lightly, hoping he wouldn't ask but of course, he couldn't help himself. He gave her a confused look and she sighed. "We got to the twins the night of the Red Wedding and then the day we got to the Eyrie my aunt had died that morning."

Gendry couldn't help the laugh that tumbled from his mouth, catching himself quickly and his eyes widening. Arya couldn't help but also laugh, easing him into more laughter at the luck she had back then.

"After that, Brienne and her little fellow found us on a mountain. She fought and won against The Hound and I left him there to die. After that, I went to the coast, got on a boat, and went to Bravos."

"Hound's not dead." He said in between a burp.

"What?" There was no way he survived what Brienne did to him.

"Hound's not dead." He repeated. "He's here. He went north with us. Beyond The Wall and all that."

Arya had stopped moving, looking at him with wide eyes for a long few seconds and Gendry would've laughed if there wasn't just a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Well," She finally broke, looking down to pick up some more food. "That's going to be interesting."

Gendry hummed in agreement, watching her closely. "What'd you end up doing in Bravos?"

Arya shook her head, getting rid of the thoughts in her mind before looking at him again. In a way, she still couldn't believe that he was alive, here in front of her, and in fucking Winterfell of all places. She wondered for a moment if this meant the nightmares would stop or if they'd get worse.

"I went to the House of Black and White and demanded Jaqen H'ghar come out and let me in." They both laughed because of course that's something she would do.

"Oh, yeah?" Gendry laughed again, shaking his head and taking another sip of the mead. "And how did good old Jaqen take that?"

"He eventually let me in. Taught me his ways." Arya's smile deflated just a little, wondering how different her life would be right now if she hadn't fallen into that cult.

"He taught you to change faces?" Gendry wasn't mocking her this time like he did when they were younger. She supposed seeing firsthand the army of the dead would do that to someone's beliefs.

"It's this whole religion for the Many Faced God. They beat your old life out of you to be this empty vessel so you're not just changing faces, you're becoming the face you put on." Arya explained, feeling like a weight was slowly being lifted off of her shoulders with every word she spoke. "They make you go through all these trials and they test your will with people from your past. I once snuck out with a face to kill Meryn Trant and they punished me by taking my vision and chucking me out to the streets to be a beggar."

"Seven hells," Gendry mumbled, he was shocked and concerned, and he put a hand over hers. "How in the blazes did you get out of that?"

Arya smiled sadly at him, putting her other hand over his in comfort. "Like I said, they beat the old life out of you to be no one. But I got my vision back and it took me a while to get the hell out of there but I did, I got out." Gendry squeezed her hand, looking into her eyes for a long pause before looking away. Arya cleared her throat. "What about you? What happened when the Red Witch took you away?"

Gendry made an expression like he didn't think she was going to believe him like he hardly believed what happened to him as well.

"Yeah, she uh... She took me to Stannis Baratheon on Dragonstone and..." He pauses and takes a deep breath. "She used my blood for a spell."

Arya frowned, not because she didn't believe him but because it was him.

"Why your blood?" She asked, and Gendry looked like he was gearing up to drop some news on her.

"I'm... I'm Robert Baratheon's bastard."

Arya goes completely still. "What?"

"Yeah." He breathes out, shaking his head like he still can't believe it.

"That... that makes so much sense." She sits back heavily in her seat, connecting all the dots in her mind. "That's why the gold cloaks were after you."

"It's why your father came and saw me in the forge that day, and why The Lord Hand before him did as well." Gendry took a much-needed gulp from the mead this time. "Your brother knows."

"Jon?" Arya frowns harshly. "How the hell does Jon know?"

"I told him."

"You fucking idiot."

"Oi, our fathers trusted each other -we trust each other. All I've heard about Jon is how honourable he is." Gendry defended. "You can't tell anyone else."

"Gods forbid this gets back to Daenerys, you know, the one who was chased off of Dragonstone the day she was born and raised in exile because your father tried killing her every chance he got." Arya took hold of his hand again, biting her lip in worry making Gendry lean forward and bump his forehead with hers lightly.

"I know how dangerous this is."

For a moment Arya let herself believe he was talking about something else entirely, like he wasn't talking about his life hanging in the balance and by extension, hers. Because there wasn't a world where Arya let Gendry slip through her fingers again, no world where his life was going to be threatened by anything living. Arya felt like she could take on one of those dragons if need be.

No, Arya fantasised for a moment that he felt the same way about her, that they were never separated all those years ago. Maybe they would've become outlaws, riding through the Riverlands, avenging the Red Wedding one day at a time. They would ride together, and grow closer, their bond unbreakable.

A clinging sound from one of the other forges broke them apart with a jump, both of them rosey in the cheeks and avoiding eye contact.

"So... You were with Stannis for a bit then? On Dragonstone?" Arya continued, as if nothing had happened, because nothing had happened.

"Aye," Gendry replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ser Davos got me out before they could execute me. At a great personal cost to himself, I'll add. He put me in a row boat and I went off to Kingslanding. Been there ever since, of course until Ser Davos came and got me again."

"You've been in Kingslanding this whole time?" Arya gawked at him, taken completely by surprise. "Are you a fucking moron?"

"I was hiding right under their nose!" He argued back. "I didn't get caught."

Arya put her head in her hands, sighing to herself.

"I can't believe you." She mumbled to herself before looking back up at him with a frown. "Did you say you were in a row boat?"

"Yeah?" Gendry shrugged.

"Gendry." Arya stared at him, an unbelievable expression on her face. "You can't swim."

"You're telling me!" Gendry shook his head in agreeance with her. "I was shitting myself."

They looked at each other for a long moment before bursting out laughing again.

and it feels like I've been away for an era but nothing has changed at all and it feels like I've been with you but, oh, what did you do and where have you gone?

[missnobodymadness]

WARNING: This OC profile contains sensitive themes that aren't adviced for younger audiences, please, skip this post if you are under 18.

Below is Tirannia's profile, my Game of Thrones OC.

───── ⋆⋅ Tirannia⋅⋆ ─────

"For most, the sea is a frightening place, full of monsters and it's mysteries, but not for me; the sea is where I find inspiration and peace, for I aspire to be just as free and fierce as its waves”

General

Name: Tirannia Meaning: The one born to rule Date of Birth: 28, March Age: 28 Zodiac: Aries Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Homosexual Species: Human Music theme: Captain of my soul by Rita Redshoes Title(s): The Barren Misandrist Mother of the Sea Serpent Knight of the Fourteen Seas Status: Alive

Appearance

Height: 5’11” / 1,81m Weight:  Before escaping: 163lbs / 74kg; A year after:  194lbs / 88kg; Skin color: White Eye color: Blue Hair color: Auburn Hair length: Long Scars/Birth marks/Tattoos: A few scars on her face and body Body modification: None Other features: None

Relationships

Biological Family

Mother Unknown Tully female (Biological) Rohesia (Adoptive) Father Aerys II Targaryen Siblings Rhaegar Targaryen (Half-brother) Viserys Targaryen (Half-brother) Daenerys Targaryen (Half-sister) Partner None Children None Other family Jon Snow (Nephew) Unknown Tullys

Other relationships

Yara Greyjoy (Crush) Brienne Of Tarth (Temporary coach) Tyrion Lannister (Advisor and confidant) Sansa Stark (Respect but not friends post-ending) Arya Stark (Occasional ally/teamup post-ending) Samwell Tarly (The first man she bowed to) Jorah Mormont (Distrust)

Life & Occupation

Place of Birth Westeros Current place Essos (Before escaping) Nomad (After escaping) Westeros (While guarding Daenerys) Dragonstone and nomad (Current) House Targaryen x Tully bastard Occupation Sex Slave (Former) Pirate (After escaping) Queen’s Guard Sailor (Current) Affiliation Targaryen

Personality

Tirannia is a strong and independent woman, with a passion for the sea and combat. She is very good at hiding her fear and tends to be confrontational, even when she knows she won’t probably come out as the winner.

Positive traits

Courageous Self-sufficient Adventurous Resilient Adaptable

Negative traits

Distrustful Deceitful Resentful Violent May be intolerant around men

Likes Sea, sharks, travelling, swords and combat.

Dislikes Most men, slavery (especially sexual), snow.

Story

After the forced intercourse between Aerys II and an unknown female Tully, a homeless woman approached the Tully, trying to help her.

Feeling miserable, the Tully couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and quickly tried to push the homeless woman away, not wanting the news to spread, however, the homeless woman wasn’t intimidated by her reaction and assured her secrecy, desperate, the Tully finally accepted the help.

Eventually she found out that all the tea she had drunk that day wasn’t efficient when she started feeling the first symptoms of her pregnancy.

Feeling lost and too ashamed to admit she was abused and carrying the mad king children, she decided to look for the woman that once helped her. Their relationship had flourished into a beautiful friendship after the Tully came back to show her gratitude, finding her a place to stay and helping her with groceries.

She had no idea how she’d go through pregnancy without being noticed, however, she asked for her friend’s help once again and both agreed to a plan: once the children was born, the Tully would bring the baby to her and she would run to Essos and raise the baby as hers, that was the only way for her children to survive in case the truth came out.

She still didn’t know how she would get her friend on a ship but she would work on that and find a way, after all, there was nothing that money or favours couldn’t get.

The Tully isolated herself once her belly started to show up, using big coats and doing her best to hide it from curious eyes.

Eventually the day came and Tirannia was finally born, healthy and crying to the winds of the Winter.

Their plan was successful and they reached Essos a few weeks later, it wasn’t a easy life for them but eventually Tirannia started slowly grow up, until a tragedy happened, her adoptive mother got sick.

She was getting old and eventually ended up passing away months later while Tirannia did her best to help her by stealing food.

Tirannia was heartbroken and tried to survive on her own even though she was barely 10, getting quite the reputation as a thief that unfortunately came with a price: the price of vengeance.

She was violently ambushed by market sellers and then sold to a pleasure house where she lived for the next 10 years of her life until she was actually able to escape after deceiving a very important and regular customer.

Her life after escaping wasn’t easy, she was well known because of her bad reputation and eventually had to move.

Barely did she know that the truth had come out in Westeros months ago and with all the tension around Daenerys she was now being hunted down with a prize for her head; luckily for her, no one knew what she looked like and she didn’t share much in common with her father, taking way more after her mother who barely anyone knew.

Eventually she started to hear about it all around Essos as the prize was quite high and people kept coming up with conspiracies of who she may be, it took her some time to understand people were referring to her adoptive mother but all her doubts were gone when she finally heard her name.

She now knew she was the person they were looking for.

Curious about her family, she started adventuring and studying, making friends with sailors and later on used what she was taught at the pleasure house to once again deceive men to her own benefit, this time getting her own ship in return.

Her goal was to visit Dragonstone to connect with her origins and try to find more about herself and she did it.

Tirannia finds a mysterious semi-submerged cave at the island while exploring and an even more curious thing happened: She found something there, something round that looked like an egg.

She believed it to be some sort of a valuable egg from an aquatic creature and took it with her on her adventure for knowledge.

As one of the most desired sex slaves from her pleasure house, she found herself as wanted all around Essos and unfortunately she made the mistake of returning after finding out about her half-sister, she wanted to find her but was caught by surprise instead.

They took her back to the pleasure house, trading their catch for valuable favours but her suffering had barely begun.

Furious about her escape, the owner of the pleasure house severely punished her, not only with genital mutilation but also cold blood sterilization; little did he know that the egg he had just deemed as useless hours ago would celebrate all that carnage by hatching to the sound of her cries and the heat of her growing hatred towards men that burned like fire inside her.

“A life for a life”, that’s what she had heard and read several times about hatching dragon eggs, but what did it meant to her? That was when she stopped to realize she would never be able to generate life, it was an unwilling sacrifice but a sacrifice nonetheless.

When she finally gained her conscience back, she realized that the man who had so much power over her was gone, carbonized, right beside her, she felt a cold shiver on her belly, looked down and saw a small and very disproportionate dragon looking back at her, confuse, she took some time to realize she was finally free. Later on she finally finds her half-sister and pledge her loyalty to her, turning into one of her personal guards.

[lovebaela]

Ice & Fire ༄ Pt. 12 (Bran Stark x Targaryen oc fanfic)

⋇ Chapter 12: Together at Last ⋇

Tsireya’s POV

After waiting a little longer, it was finally the day. Jon and Daenerys were close, we could see them from afar. Dreamdancer and Snowstorm grew excited, sensing other dragons were near.

We all stood in the courtyard as they proceeded in on horseback. Bran and I were the first people Jon noticed, he hopped off of his horse and walked to us. He gave us both a hug and said to Bran, “Look at you, you are a man now.” Bran smiled, “I missed you.” Jon then looks at me, “and you’ve grown into a woman!” “It’s so good to see you,” I told him. He looked around, “where is Arya?” “Lurking somewhere,” Sansa answered.

Then I see her. I didn’t even know how to approach her. She’s so beautiful. I hope she remembered me. She makes eye contact with me, and her eyes softened. We both walk to one another, hoping that it wasn’t a dream.

She gave me a big hug, “You’re so beautiful…I knew you were real, not just a figment of my imagination…my sweet cousin, Tsireya.”

“I’ve always wanted to meet you,” I whispered to her, “and now you’re really here…”

We both caught up with Jon so he could introduce Daenerys to his family.

“Please meet Sansa Stark and Brandon Stark,” he said, “and you already said hello to Tsireya, my family.”

“It’s King Bran and Queen Tsireya,” Lyanna Mormont said, correcting him. “King and Queen of the North!”

“Of the North?” Dany asked, raising her eyebrow. She walked up to Bran, “well, thank you for letting me into your home…” Bran nodded his head, “of course, Winterfell is yours…your grace.”

We all gathered in the Great Hall to discuss the plan for the war. We heard that the Night King destroyed the Wall with one of Dany’s dragons that he killed, so Bran decided to call all banners to come to Winterfell for their own safety.

“Lord Umber?” Bran asked. Little Lord Umber popped his head out from the crowd, making me giggle a little. “When will we expect your people to arrive?”

He got up from his seat and stood in front of the high table before us, “w-well it would be a lot quicker if we had more horses and wagons, if it please your grace..” he looked at the rest of us at the table, “and your grace, my lady, my lord…Queen?” Daenerys grinned at what he said.

“We will send as much we can, go back to the Last Hearth and bring your people here as fast as you can,” I ordered. He bowed before us and left the hall.

“We can also send ravens to the Night’s Watch,” Jon said, “I don’t see why they can’t help us fight.”

“I will do so at once,” the maester said. He bowed and left the hall.

Tyrion Lannister, Dany’s hand, got up from his seat and stood before us as well. He looked at me and Bran, “Your grace and Queen, if we all survive this war, Jon Snow will be the one to thank. He showed us what we will be up against.” He then turned to the crowd, “we have the greatest army you’ve ever seen and we have two full-grown dragons, making us have 4 to use in the fight.” Bran and I looked at each other, then back at Tyrion. Our dragons were pretty young, but I suppose they are capable of fighting.

“We also have the Lannister army coming to support our cause…” he said.

The Lords started to grumble and complain. Tyrion then said, “I know we haven’t been on good terms in the past. We need to come together, to fight.”

“Excuse me,” Sansa said, making Tyrion turn back to us, “how are we going to deal with food? How are we going to feed the greatest army the world has ever seen? On top of that, we already had two dragons, now we have four of them! What do dragons even eat?”

“Whatever they want…” Daenerys answered. Her and Sansa stared each other down.

“I’m sure we will find a way to handle that,” Bran said, interrupting the tension.

This is going to be one heck of a day…

I decided to spend sometime with Dany and Jon.

“She doesn’t like me,” Dany said to Jon as we all walked, “your sister.”

“She just doesn’t know you, not the way I do..” Jon said.

“I hope she will learn to respect me.” She said.

“She will, believe me,” I told her.

She smiled at me, “I believe you, sweet cousin.”

A group of Dothraki approach us, speaking with Dany. Jon and I both watched as they talked.

“What’s wrong?” Jon asked.

“The dragons…” she replied.

We all go to find the dragons, there was a small pile of bones in front of them.

“They don’t like the North,” Dany said, petting one. She looked over at me and smiled, “meet my children, Drogon and Rhaegal.” Rhaegal approached me, seeking attention. I pet him, “why hello there.”

We all hear a screech and look up, it was Dreamdancer, the other dragons screeched too, likely welcoming her. She gracefully lands and gently rubs against me. “And who is this beautiful dragon?” Dany smiled. “Dreamdancer,” I answered, “It’s thanks to you that I even have her.”

“When I saw Dreamdancer’s blue egg, I just knew it was meant for you..” she smiled, “Viserys, he…didn’t want me to send the egg to you. He always said that you were fake, a figment of my imagination. Īles pirta (He was wrong)”

A tear fell down from her eye, “The desire to see you, that is what made me keep going.” We each other another big hug.

After the hug, we look over at Jon, who was smiling at us the whole time. Rhaegal, Daenerys’ green dragon, approached him. He leans his head for Jon to pet it. Jon reached his hand out to him slowly and pets him. Daenerys had a slight shock on her face and smiled. She doesn’t know, I thought to myself. She went to Drogon and climbed onto him. “Come on,” she said to us. I nodded and hopped onto Dreamdancer. We both look at Jon, “you too!”

“I don’t know how to ride a dragon!” He said. “No one does, until they ride a dragon!” Dany replied. “What if he doesn’t want me to?” He asked. I looked at Rhaegal and back at Jon, “oh believe me, he wants you too.” Rhaegal let out a small screech in agreement. Jon sighed and hopped onto Rhaegal’s back. “What do I grab on?” He asked nervously. “Anything you can!” She laughed. Without warning, Rhaegal excitedly lifted off as Jon screamed. Dany and I giggled as we watched them go and took off after him.

The dragons all start to spin and twirl as we flew in the winter sky. Jon, as we expected, continued to scream as Dany and I whooped. We flew past Winterfell, I could see a few people watch us in awe. I smiled as Snowstorm joined in to fly with us. Wow, I thought, he’s almost as big as Drogon…Ice dragons sure do grow fast.

We all decide to stop flying and land at a canyon, it was the same one Bran and I went to before. It was just as beautiful in daylight. We all mounted off our dragons and watched the waterfall as we walked closer to it.

“You both completely ruined horses for me.” Jon said jokingly. We all laughed. Dany looked deeply at the waterfall. “We could stay here a thousand years,” she told us, “no one would find us..”

“We’d be pretty old.” Jon replied, making us giggle. He walked closer to her, “it’s pretty cold out here for a southern girl.”

Dany smiled, “so keep your queen warm.” They both started to kiss as I awkwardly stood aside and watched.

Just watching them made me miss Bran already, he’s probably worried sick for me.

I quietly giggled once I noticed Jon looking at Drogon as he kissed Dany. Drogon must be very protective of her.

“Alright it’s time to go back.” She said. We all went back on our dragons and flew back to Winterfell.

We enter the courtyard, where I see Bran. I run straight towards him and jump into his arms, kissing him. “Welcome back, Ñuha prūmia, (my heart)” he whispered. I leaned in closer for our foreheads to touch, looking deeply into his eyes, “Ñuha mērī. (my only)”

Daenerys approached us with two men and a woman following her. “I’d like to introduce you to a few people.” A tall, blonde man walked forward. “This is Ser Jorah, a dear friend and close adviser of mine,” she said. “It is nice to finally meet you,” he said, kissing my hand. “And it is nice to meet you as well,” I smiled.

Another man walked up to me, he didn’t look like he was from Westeros. “This is Greyworm,” she told me, “the leader of the Unsullied.” “It is an honor to meet you,” he said bowing. “And you as well…” I replied. Dany took the woman’s hand next to her and walked her up to me, “and this…is Missandei, a very close friend of mine and another trusted advisor. I freed her and the Unsullied from slavery.”

I gave her a warm smile, “that’s a beautiful name.” “So is yours,” she replied, “if you don’t mind me asking, Tsireya, where are you from? You do not look like you are native to Westeros.” “I do not mind, I am from the Summer isles, Walano to be exact!” “The Summer Isles?” She repeated excitedly, taking my hands. “I-I am from the Island of Naath! It is East from the Summer Isles!” “Oh I have always wanted to go visit there…” I told her smiling. “We are like Island sisters,” she said, making me giggle.

⋘ That Night... ⋙

I continued to think about when I should tell Bran about the baby, but with everything going on, he was always busy.

We were talking in the courtyard. “Bran,” I said nervously, “there’s something I need to tell you…”

He looked at me, raising an eyebrow, “what is it?” Before I could speak, we saw Sam storm outside towards us. He looked really upset. “What’s wrong Sam?” I asked. He wiped a tear from his eye, “it’s nothing…I’m fine!”

“It’s about time that Jon learned the truth,” Bran told us, he looked at Sam, “you are his most trusted friend, he’ll listen to you…I want you to come with us.” Sam was going to say something, but he nodded, “where is he?” “I believe I saw him go in the crypts,” I told Sam.

We made our way into the crypts. We found Jon, standing in front of the statue of his true mother, Lyanna Stark. Once he noticed us coming, he placed his candle and greeted us.

“Jon, there is something you need to know,” Bran said.

Jon could see how serious our faces were, “is something wrong?”

“It’s about your parents,” I told him. “We know your true parents!”

“What..?”

“Your mother was Lyanna Stark,” Sam said, “and your father…real father was Rhaegar Targaryen.”

Jon stood there in shock.

I took his hands, “Jon, you were never a bastard! You are Aegon Targaryen…and that would also make you…”

“The rightful heir to the Seven Kingdoms,” Bran said, finishing my sentence.

Jon looked at all of us, “you all swear this on your lives?”

We nodded.

“M-My father was an honorable man!”

“That he was,” Bran agreed, “he swore to my aunt that he would protect you. Even if that meant my mother would never forgive him! He protected you from Robert.”

“All these years, I thought Dany was my only relative out there. When you were with me all those years we spent together in Winterfell,” I smiled.

Jon smiled back at me and gave me a hug.

“But what of Daenerys? She wants to be the Queen,” Jon said.

“She isn’t though,” Sam said, “this isn’t treason, it’s nothing but the truth. You are our true King.”

Jon nodded, “I’ll have to tell her. But for now, no one else can know about this…agreed?”

We all nodded in agreement and left.

Bran looked back at me, taking my hand, “what were you going to tell me?”

I back down saying, “you know what, never mind, it’s okay.” I pull him closer to me, “let’s go to bed..”

Bran smirked, “okay, let’s go.”

⋘ The Next Morning... ⋙

Once Bran and I woke up, we got dressed and went outside to the courtyard after breakfast.

We notice that someone entered through the gates on a horse. "Who is that?" I asked. "An old friend…" Bran whispered. I looked back at him confused. Once the man took off his hood, he looked around the courtyard. Then he made eye contact with Bran. Then I remembered as I looked at his face longer, it was Jaime Lannister!

His eyes grew wide as he looked into Bran's.

Bran didn't say a word, he just stared back at him.

┈┈┈┈﹤୨♡୧﹥ ┈┈┈┈

(a/n) Wow, I didn’t even realize how long I’ve been gone for, sorry guys! I’ve still been writing though so don’t worry! It makes me happy that people are enjoying this story :) I’m thankful for you all <3

Taglist: @icarusignite @rinisfruity14 @katdahlali @joliettes @alexisf12

[bl4ckr0se-3006]

Crossover Rp - Grishaverse| Six of Crows/Shadow and Bone and Another Fandom

Hey I am kind if desperate to do some kind of to do some king of crossover Rp involving the Six of Crows characters and another fandom we both agree on. I have a full list of my fandoms I will put son here below. Any ships I want to keep within fandoms and I wasn’t to keep the characters within their own lore unless necessary etc, for example I really don’t want anyone asking for us to play characters from Six of Crows as characters from other fandoms and no comparing the characters from Sic of Crows to characters from other fandoms either, especially villains, it makes my uncomfortable, especially when Kaz, he’s too good for that and I desperately want to play Kaz for this.

For Kaz only ship I am comfortable with is Kanej, no exceptions sorry. I have a la list of ships and the characters I can play for other fandoms I will also put below, we can discuss which fandom to crossover with. If interested leave me a comment here or pm me, preferably both. If we’re playing more than one character each from each fandom we can discuss how we split that I am absolutely comfortable discussing who plays who outside of Kaz and Inej and I much prefer my rp partner to play Inej and I have a stronger muse for Kaz. I tend to lean into Kaz’s trauma and PTSD, etc, like I feel bad for him yes but he wouldn’t be him without that backstory so please be fine with me doing this.

My fandoms are:

Stranger Things

Walking Dead

The Last of Us

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

Tokyo Ghoul

Deathnote

Demon Slayer

Jujustu Kaisen

Dune

Umbrella Academy

His Dark Materials

Marvel

DC

Game of Thrones

Twilight

Heathers

Titanic

Harry Potter

Squid Game

Omori

Avatar the Last Airbender

Miraculous.

Howl’s Moving Castle

Spirited Away

Call me by Your Name

Owl House

D&D

Witcher

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows

Bones and All

Crimson Peak

Red Queen

Attack on Titan

The Characters I’ll play are below listed by Fandom:

Stranger Things:

Eleven

Eddie Munson

Robin Buckley

Max Mayfield

Walking Dead:

Carl Grimes

Daryl Dixon

The Last of Us:

Ellie Williams

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children:

Enoch O’Connor (for this character I heavily prefer to work off the film version of the character though I have read and really like the books too.)

Tokyo Ghoul:

Juuzou Suzuya

Uta

Deathnote:

L

Demon Slayer:

Giyu Tomioka

Jujustu Kaisen:

Mahito

My Oc: Tomie Ryo

Dune:

Paul Arteries

Umbrella Academy:

Klaus Hargreaves

His Dark Materials:

Lyra Belacqua

Marvel:

Avengers:

Loki

X-Men:

Jean Grey

DC:

Harley Quinn (I will only play the Suicide Squad/Birds of Prey version)

The Flash:

Barry Allen/The Flash

Game of Thrones:

Bran Stark

Arya Stark (Possibly)

Daenerys Targaryen

Twilight:

Edward Cullen

Heathers:

J.D.

Titanic:

Jack Dawson

Harry Potter:

Luna Lovegood

Fantastic Beasts:

Credence Barebone

Marauders:

Regulus Black

Cursed Child:

Scorpius Malfoy

Squid Game:

Player 067/Kang Sae-Beyok

Omori:

Sunny/Omori

Avatar the Last Airbender:

Katara

Miraculous:

Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir

Felix Fathom/Argos/Flairmidable (mostly as Felix or Argos)

Luka Coffaine/Viperion

Howl’s Moving Castle:

Howl Jenkins Pendragon

Spirited Away:

Haku

Call me by Your Name:

Elio Perlman

Owl House:

Amity

Hunter

D&D:

Doric

My Oc - Cælen Ærinasion

Witcher:

I only play my Oc Cælen Ærinasion for this Fandom

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows:

Kaz Brecker

Bones and All:

Lee

Crimson Peak:

Thomas Sharpe

Red Queen:

Maven Calore

Attack on Titan:

Eren Jaeger

The pairings I do, by fandom, the character I play is for each is is brackets (Please note + is platonic and & is ship.

Stranger Things:

(Eleven) + (Max) - (Please note for this one I do believe Max has feelings Eleven that go beyond friendship, I don’t believe Eleven reciprocates them.

(Eddie) +/&Steve

(Eddie) +/& Chrissy

(Robin) + Steve

(Robin) +/& Vickie

(Max) +/& Lucas

Walking Dead:

(Carl Grimes) +/& Enid

Daryl Dixon (I don’t currently have any ships for this characters open to any platonic pairings though)

The Last of Us:

Ellie Williams + Joel Miller

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children:

(Enoch) +/& Olive

I am also open to any platonic pairings involving Enoch.

Tokyo Ghoul:

Juuzou Suzuya (I don’t currently have and ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

Uta (I don’t currently have and ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

Deathnote:

(L) +/& Light (this is mostly in Au settings alone, I won’t do Kira and L ship rps.)

Demon Slayer:

(Giyu) +\& Shinobu

Jujustu Kaisen:

Mahito (I don’t currently have and ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.)

My Oc - Tomie Ryo (I don’t currently have and ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings. And I only do OCxOC ship wise, CCxOC can make me uncomfortable, I am however open to CC + OC platonic rps.)

Dune:

(Paul) +/& Chani

Umbrella Academy:

(Klaus) +/& Dave

His Dark Materials:

(Lyra) +/& Will

Marvel:

Avengers:

Loki (I don’t have any ship pairings for this, open to platonic pairings though.)

X-Men:

(Jean Grey) +/& Scott Summers

DC:

(Harley Quinn) x Joker

The Flash:

(Barry/ The Flash) +/& Iris

Game of Thrones:

Bran Stark (I don’t currently have any ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

Arya Stark (I don’t currently have any ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

(Daenerys) +/& Khal Drogo

Twilight:

(Edward) +/& Bella

(Edward) + Any of that Cullens

Heathers:

(J.D.) +\& Veronica

Titanic:

(Jack) +/&Rose

Harry Potter:

(Luna) +/& Neville

Fantastic Beasts:

Credence Barebone (I don’t currently have any ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

Marauders:

(Regulus) +/& James

(Regulus) + Sirius

Cursed Child:

(Scorpius) +/& Rose

(Scorpius) +/& Albus

Squid Game:

Player 067/Kang Sae-Beyok (I don’t currently have any ships for this character though I am open to any platonic pairings.

Omori:

(Sunny/Omori) +/& Basil

Avatar the Last Airbender:

(Katara) +/& Aang

Miraculous:

(Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir) +\& Marinette Dupain Cheng/Ladybug

(Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir) + Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

(Felix Fathom/Argos/Flairmidable) +\& Kagami Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

Luka Coffaine/Viperion (Platonic pairings only please)

(Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir) + Felix Fathom/Argos/Flairmidable

Howl’s Moving Castle:

(Howl) + Mark

(Howl) + Calcifer

(Howl) +\& Sophie

Spirited Away:

(Haku) + Chiro

(Haku) +/& Oc

Call me by Your Name:

(Elio) - I don’t currently have pairings for this character. Open to CC +\& OC if necessary though.

Owl House:

(Amity)+/& Luz

(Hunter) +\& Willow

(Hunter) + Gus

(Amity) + Willow

D&D:

(Doric) +/& Simon

OC+/&OC

(OC)+ CC (Willing for double up in which I will play a CC)

Witcher:

OC +/& OC

(OC)+/& CC (I won’t play CC for this Fandom.)

Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows:

(For this fandom bear in mind I do very much see Kaz as asexual, not necessarily aromatic, look it up if need definitions. Asexual does not mean can’t fall in love.)

(Kaz) +/& Inej

(Kaz) + Jesper

Bones and All:

(I do see Lee as Bi -- well aware it might seem like a bit of an obscure one to some.)

(Lee) +/& Maren

(Lee) +/& Oc

Crimson Peak:

(Thomas) +/& Edith (Preferable)

(Thomas) +/& Oc

(Thomas) + Lucille

Red Queen:

(Maven) +\& Thomas

(Maven) +\& Mare

(Maven) + Cal

(Maven) + Tiberias Vi

(Maven) + Elara

Attack on Titan:

(Eren) +\& Mikasa

(Eren) + Armin

If interested comment or Pm me. I won’t reply to liked as I find those too ambiguous.

[rp-partnerfinder]

Please be 21+ and communicative to interact!!!

About Me: 21+. She/Her. EST. I like to plot on Tumblr and write on Discord. I write in third person, past tense and ~2-4 paragraphs (about 200-400 words or more). I work full-time during the week so replies won't happen every day. I aim for at least 2 replies a week, but it all depends on how work is going. I don't expect anything more than 1 reply a week from my writing partner. I don't double because I don't have the time to put equal effort into two threads with one person. I want both of us to be happy with the one idea we come up with.

What I'm Looking For: Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire and House of the Dragon threads. MxM is my strong preference, but I'm open to doing FxF or MxF. I prefer my writing partners to be open to discussing MxM. I'm mainly interested in canon x canon pairings. I'm willing to do some canon x OC, but I'm picky with OCs so don't be offended if I turn you down. I like canon or canon divergent plots. As long as something makes sense within the universe, I'll generally be okay with it. Romantic ships and NSFW/smut are preferred but with a healthy dose of plot.

I'll be listing my main muses (I might be willing to try some other characters out) and some of my favorite ships. I'm open to discussing other ships as well.

All characters will be 18+.

My Muses:

Alicent Hightower (pre-10 year time jump only)

Alliser Thorne

Benjen Stark

Beric Dondarrion

Daemon Targaryen

Daenerys Targaryen

Gerion Lannister

Jaime Lannister

Lyn Corbray

Margaery Tyrell

Otto Hightower

Petyr Baelish

Robb Stark

Roose Bolton

Stannis Baratheon

Thoros

Tywin Lannister

Yoren

My Favorite Ships (bold = my preferred muse ; italics = slightly preferred muse ; nothing = no preference):

Alicent x Rhaenyra

Alicent x Daemon

Alliser x OC Member of the Night's Watch

Benjen x Yoren

Beric x Thoros

Daemon x Criston

Daemon x Laenor

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Daemon x Laena

Dany x Margaery

Dany x Jorah

Dany x Jaime

Gerion x Male OC

Jaime x Bronn

Jaime x Sansa

Lyn x Male OC

Margaery x Sansa

Margaery x Stannis

Margaery x Joffrey

Otto x Viserys

Petyr x Renly

Petyr x Sansa

Robb x Roose

Robb x Theon

Roose x Stannis

Roose x Tywin

Roose x Sansa

Stannis x Davos

Please message me (highly preferred) or like this post if you'd like to work something out.

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[roleplayfinder]

Please be 21+ and communicative to interact!!!

About Me: 21+. She/Her. EST. I like to plot on Tumblr and write on Discord. I write in third person, past tense and ~2-4 paragraphs (about 200-400 words or more). I work full-time during the week so replies won't happen every day. I aim for at least 2 replies a week, but it all depends on how work is going. I don't expect anything more than 1 reply a week from my writing partner. I don't double because I don't have the time to put equal effort into two threads with one person. I want both of us to be happy with the one idea we come up with.

What I'm Looking For: Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire and House of the Dragon threads. MxM is my strong preference, but I'm open to doing FxF or MxF. I prefer my writing partners to be open to discussing MxM. I'm mainly interested in canon x canon pairings. I'm willing to do some canon x OC, but I'm picky with OCs so don't be offended if I turn you down. I like canon or canon divergent plots. As long as something makes sense within the universe, I'll generally be okay with it. Romantic ships and NSFW/smut are preferred but with a healthy dose of plot.

I'll be listing my main muses (I might be willing to try some other characters out) and some of my favorite ships. I'm open to discussing other ships as well.

All characters will be 18+.

My Muses:

Alicent Hightower (pre-10 year time jump only)

Alliser Thorne

Benjen Stark

Beric Dondarrion

Daemon Targaryen

Daenerys Targaryen

Gerion Lannister

Jaime Lannister

Lyn Corbray

Margaery Tyrell

Otto Hightower

Petyr Baelish

Robb Stark

Roose Bolton

Stannis Baratheon

Thoros

Tywin Lannister

Yoren

My Favorite Ships (bold = my preferred muse ; italics = slightly preferred muse ; nothing = no preference):

Alicent x Rhaenyra

Alicent x Daemon

Alliser x OC Member of the Night's Watch

Benjen x Yoren

Beric x Thoros

Daemon x Criston

Daemon x Laenor

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Daemon x Laena

Dany x Margaery

Dany x Jorah

Dany x Jaime

Gerion x Male OC

Jaime x Bronn

Jaime x Sansa

Lyn x Male OC

Margaery x Sansa

Margaery x Stannis

Margaery x Joffrey

Otto x Viserys

Petyr x Renly

Petyr x Sansa

Robb x Roose

Robb x Theon

Roose x Stannis

Roose x Tywin

Roose x Sansa

Stannis x Davos

Please message me (highly preferred) or like this post if you'd like to work something out.

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[finitefall]

Do you think Emilia portrayed Daenerys well? Most people consider her acting mediocre at best.

Short answer: yes, I loved Emilia as Daenerys.

Long answer: Emilia getting so much criticism has always been unfair.

First, you have the Tamzin Merchant debate and while I'm sure some people who say they picture her as Daenerys are honest, the fact is that many saying she would have been better for the role are antis Dany. It's obvious why: Tamzin said herself she couldn't connect to the character so she wasn't interested in playing the role. There are no hard feelings from her not getting the part unlike what some people have said. Emilia, on the contrary, absolutely connected to Dany and fell in love with her as much as all Dany fans. So it has nothing to do with Tamzin being a better actress or fitting the description of the book character better than Emilia: if Tamzin wasn't invested in the character, she wouldn't have defended Dany as Emilia did. And they hate Emilia for defending Dany and for saying "I stand by Daenerys" after the finale. There's also another very ugly part, and it concerns things that have been said about Tamzin's looks who would look like a Targaryen and especially Daenerys because... you know, I really don't want to repeat those insults. Basically, antis Dany have been disrepectful towards both Tamzin and Emilia, under the pretense of Tamzin being better for the role, using the fact that Martin wanted her as Daenerys after seeing her in The Tudors when in fact, they don't give a crap about Tamzin.

Second, you have the criticism that Emilia was expressionless, when it wasn't her who wanted this but D&D. She said it herself:

There was a number of times I was like, ‘Why are you giving me that note?’ While I am quite consistently a 'How can I help?’ kind of person, there were a few moments where I was like, 'Don’t tell me what to do with my girl. I know what to do!’ It's like Daenerys’ calling card became cold expressionlessness. I always wanted to infuse that with some humanity because no one’s consistently like that. I would sometimes fight back a little: 'I get that she has to be steely and unforgiving and a powerful force. But in this moment she’s also a goddamn human being. So I’m going to give you that and I really pray that you take that in the edit.’ (source)

How is it her fault that D&D wanted to change her character so much? It wasn't. Now, at first, people didn't know Emilia so I could understand the criticism. But she did say it after the show, so it would be great if people gave her a break and could appreciate the work she's been able to do with such awful writers giving her dumb notes.

Third, her haters literally said she used her brain aneurysms as an excuse for this, that she was as crazy as her character for saying she was gonna die while she was on set. And the more love Dany got, the more her haters would also hate on Emilia, finding literally everything awful about her.

Also, Emilia was new: her first real role before GOT (so not counting students productions, commercials, and a very minor role) had been in a mediocre film on television in 2010 (still, her performance hadn't been criticized by critics, only the film). She graduated from drama school in 2009. Again, she was new. So when she was cast as Daenerys in GOT in 2010, at 24 years-old, she didn't have a lot of experience. She was just a very motivated, full of potential young actress who fell in love with Dany. So can we compare her to other cast members who had a lot more experience? No. That being said, there are people who aren't antis Dany at all and have absolutely nothing against Emilia, but just weren't convinced by her acting. Fair enough: you can't please everyone! Do I believe that even with more experience, she can become a Lena Headey or a Peter Dinklage, for example? No, I don't, but that doesn’t mean she’s a bad actress at all.

So if people say Emilia's performance didn't leave a huge impression on her unlike others have, I understand. For me, she did leave a huge impression as Dany, but that's personal and subjective. But if people say she's a mediocre actress and use the arguments I've talked about, they're just being unfair and many of them hate Dany as much as they hate Emilia.

[rainhadaenerys]

Daenerys Meta Masterpost Part 3c - ASOIAF

This is a continuation of my Daenerys Meta Masterpost Part 3 and Part 3b.

I’ve compiled more than 2000 metas about Daenerys, both about the books and the show, and I intend to constantly update this post with more metas. The metas listed here will be linked to their reblogs in my blog, (since many people tend to change their usernames, and I don’t want the links to stop working in this case). Of the metas linked here, the ones that I wrote are in bold text. It’s also important to note that the metas here reflect my own opinions about the characters, I don’t claim to be listing every meta that was ever written about Daenerys.

Tumblr has a limit of 250 links that can be put in a single post. Once you reach that limit, your links will no longer appear. Which is why I am making this continuation of my previous Masterpost, because Part 3b reached this limit of links, since I constantly update it with new metas as I reblog them in this blog.

The topics of this part will be the same as part 3 and part 3b:

METAS AGAINST VILLAIN DAENERYS

DAENERYS, HEROISM, AND FIGHTING FOR HUMANITY

DANY’S CHARACTERIZATION, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, AND TROPES

MADNESS

DAENERYS AND HOME

Please check both part 3 part 3b and part 3c if you’re looking for meta about any of these topics.

This is a list about the books, but there might be a few metas that mix books and show if I think they bring up interesting points about the books.

Link to the complete Masterpost: HERE

Last update: July 7 2024

METAS AGAINST VILLAIN DAENERYS

Arguments against the idea that GRRM will make Dany into a villain

Dany being hungry at the end of ADWD has nothing to do with "hunger for power"

DAENERYS, HEROISM, AND FIGHTING FOR HUMANITY

Edit: Daenerys is prophesied to bring exactly what the smallfolk pray for

Daenerys is NOT an anti hero

Dany's story is a good way to complexify heroic narratives without invalidating the hero's idealism

DANY’S CHARACTERIZATION, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, AND TROPES

Dany longing for a simple life

Edit: Dany desiring a simple life, love, friends and family, but feeling that they’re unattainable to her

Dany following through on her desire to take down the harpy statue

Daenerys and gods

Daenerys and sexual freedom

Daenerys is an independent thinker A song of giggles

Edit: Dany being critical of herself and self-aware

Edit: Dany’s desire for peace and distaste for war

The parallel journeys of Daenerys accepting her dragon identity in AGOT and ADWD

Dany + kisses

Edit: Parallels between Mother of Dragons and Mhysa (and they they are complementary identities)

Edit: Dany identifying with her dragons

Dany's progression in AGOT from not identifying with dragons to identifying with dragons and seeing herself as the heir to House Targaryen

Dany's despair in saving Drogo and how it's connected to her agency and power

"If I look back I am lost" is NOT an indication that Dany refuses to look to the past or to her mistakes

Dany doesn't laugh at her enemy's humiliation

Dany is not "full of rage" or "amoral" when she eats the stallion's heart

Dany's conflict is not peace vs war (because she always chooses peace) but duty vs wants (more on this here)

Daenerys is not fueled by rage and vengeance, and the few times she shows rage is when other people are harmed, not herself

Saying that Dany's anger towards slavers means she is vindictive and could turn that anger on innocent people is a mischaracterization

Case Study of ASOIAF Neutral Bias Against Dany: The Question of the Unreliable Narrator (more here)

Dany does not become arrogant by men wooing her

Daenerys & The evolution of “If I look back I am lost”

Why it's significant that Dany is a mother and why it could be significant for her not to have children again

“The gods have fashioned us for love.” - Dany and her people

Dany is an overtly good person in a world that doesn't allow for easy overtly good choices

Dany eventually leaving Slaver's Bay to pursue her own personal goals doesn't make her any less selfless or heroic

The fandom rejects Dany's connection to all of the cultures she's a part of

Dany doesn't help people just to get something in return

Dany doesn't look down on the women of the dosh khaleen, she just doesn't want to lose her agency

Dany resignifying what "waking the dragon" means to her

Dany uses her belief that she is immune to diseases not as a way to feel superior to others, but to help others

Dany choosing life and seeing the beauty in the world

Edit: Dany + queenly attributes

Edit: Dany only uses violence in response to threats to her people or loved ones

About Dany's experience as someone who was both enslaved and a beggar

Dany's views that a ruler protects their people come from her experiences with bad rulers

Dany longs to form relationships that Viserys never allowed her to form

ASOS: Daenerys and her children

Dany is an adrenaline junkie

Dany doesn't believe people in Westeros will just bow to her

MADNESS

Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin

Daenerys is not paranoid for starting to believe that Westerosi lords are trying to kill her after she actually suffers an assassination attempt

DAENERYS AND HOME

Edit: the concept of home: Dragonstone

Edit: Daenerys coming to terms with the fact that Meereen will never be her home

Why home is not simply a lemon tree, and why Meereen can't be home despite having a lemon tree

[in-my-feels-probably]

Congratulations on 1.7k!! Could I please get a romantic ship with someone from Game of Thrones, not HOTD since I haven’t finished it yet! I use she/her pronouns, I am bisexual, so any gender is fine for a match up. I’m short, with short brown wavy hair and brown eyes. I love the band Wet Leg, I crochet and knit, I figure skate, and my favorite movie is Little Women (2019 version). I love the hurt/comfort trope! Thank you so much!

hi!

thanks for participating :)

since you have no gender preference, i’ll tell you out of both the boys and girls who i ship you with, and then do the full thing for who i think you’re best suited for.

i ship you with gendry and daenerys!

i’m gonna go with daenerys for this one, i hope that’s ok.

i don’t know what it is about her, but i think daenerys would really like someone that’s the opposite of her. she can be really soft and sweet and gentle, and she can definitely lean into her feminine side, but she’s also been through a lot that’s hardened her and stripped her of that side of her some. she’s definitely not a little girl anymore, and a lot of the childlike wonder and innocence she once had is gone.

the softer and more gentle things about you would remind her of home and the little places she’d temporarily stay at when she was just a little girl with her brother. she has so many responsibilities and things that are so much more than a girl of her age and background should ever have to deal with. having a more domestic and quaint life with you would bring her a lot of peace and joy, and that softer more childlike side of her would come out around you.

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eventually, you’d go with daenerys to the north when she had to join the fight before the long night. in the early days when she’d still have more free time on her hands, you’d accompany her around winterfell and the surrounding area. snow and ice wouldn’t bother you nearly as much as it did her, but she’d find it endearing that you wanted to show her the things you liked and she’d cave and let you take her out anyway. the river near the godswood would freeze over every winter, and the ice was particularly thick when you decided to show her. you’d borrow some skates, taking daenerys out on the ice to skate with her.

“are you sure the ice is thick enough?” she’d ask from the river bank, a look of concern on her face.

she’d be bundled up under a thick coat, her cheeks and nose turning pink and snowflakes clinging to her silver hair. you’d chuckle, skating over to the side of the river and holding out your hands for her.

“i promise it is,” you’d smile, taking her hands in yours. “come on! it’s fun, you’ll love it.”

she’d glare at you as you began tugging her, an iron grip on your hands as she stepped out onto the ice. “don’t let me fall! i mean it, don’t let me fall.”

“i won’t let you fall, your grace,” you’d chuckle, slowly bringing her out to the middle before gently letting go.

you’d back up a bit, showing her a few tricks and twirls you could do. her face would slowly fade from an uncertain and irritated frown to a gentle smile as she watched you laugh, skating back and forth between her and the bank. eventually, she’d give in, clearing her throat.

“alright…come help me, then.”

you’d quickly nod, skating up to her and taking her hand. she’d fumble around like a baby deer for a little while, but she’d slowly start to get the hang of it. once she finally gained the courage to let go of your hand and skate out a few feet on her own, she’d let out a triumphant laugh, a warm smile on her face.

“i’m doing it!”

“yes you are,” you’d grin, motioning for her to come to you. “follow me. i’ll show you how to twirl next.”

—

hi! thanks again for participating! i hope you enjoyed this :)

[darkdoverpseeker]

Hi! I apologize but this is lengthy!

You can call me Peri. I’m 33 years old (female - she/her). I’ve got 23 years under my belt in writing both stories and roleplaying (started in 2000). I’m a multi-para to novella writer who prefers 3rd person. I only write as female characters and I don’t double. I only use real face claims and I’d prefer if you did the same. I am fine with F/F and M/F storylines.

Some very common themes in my writing are angst, trigger warnings, dark themes and a treasure trove of drama. I really enjoy gritty roleplays that dig into the core of characters. That being said, I also enjoy the fluff, the romance, the funny and the sweet moments. I often will throw characters through the ringer but I often love them dearly. I just believe a good story has peaks and valleys to contrast one another. I am smut friendly but it should never be the central idea. I need to plot and have a story that just so happens to include those passionate moments between characters…. Not a smut filled story that I need to plot around.

Looking for a few long term partners to write a few different ideas on Discord. Must be at least 21+ as SFW & NSFW themes are involved in most of my writing. As I stated, I’m fine with F/F ships but as of right now, I’m really only looking for someone to play a male/masculine character to my female/feminine character. I ask that there be literacy and decent grammar. I’m not perfect and make mistakes but please at least use the correct punctuations. Also, Idc what your real-life gender is. Just be respectful please. And don’t make me carry the entire thing alone! I need something to work with.

The good thing is I have quite a few ideas in my arsenal that we could explore!

Some genres I adore are:

Fantasy

Supernatural

Biblical (Hebrew & Christian - angels and demons)

Romance

Drama

Action

Adventure

Historical (Ancient Greece/Ancient Rome are my bread and butter)

Modern/Urban

Mythology (Greek/Roman mythology is what I know most)

Celebrities

I prefer to create my own characters, world build and so on however, there are some fandoms I’d be up to playing (and the characters I’d play beside them). I’ll also include potential characters to play against:

Game of Thrones (Daenerys Targaryen) || (against Khal Drogo or Robb Stark or OC)

Troy (Briseis) || (against Achilles)

The Last Kingdom (Aethelflaed) || (against Uhtred)

These fandoms can be canon or AU or divergent. Just talk to me and I might be up for it. My partner can choose an OC or Canon character. They can also alter characters as they see fit, I don’t mind. I love taking these stories that are established and making it our own!

Now, I’m not going to list every idea I have here so I’ll just tell you, I have soooooooo many ideas and things that I’m inspired to write at the moment and I’d love to discuss them. Some of them are very well fleshed out and others are stories we can flesh out together and may only have basic ideas to them.

Please, I ask that you be patient and understanding with me as I have ADHD, I’m on the spectrum, I have a full time job, I’m married and I have a young child so my ability to be active varies but I can post most days at least once, sometimes more frequently if I have the time and/or the inspiration.

I'd like to add one last thing. I often shower my writing partners with gifts like manips/edits, gifs, pinterest boards, aesthetics and playlists/songs for our roleplays and characters. I love to muse and talk OOC and create fun headcanons about our characters. I like to do things to help keep the inspiration alive as my ADHD makes it easy for me to lose interest.

If you have any questions or are interested in anything here, please like this post and I’ll reach out as soon as I can! ☺️

like if interested!

[roleplay-today]

Hi! I apologize but this is lengthy!

You can call me Peri. I’m 33 years old (female - she/her). I’ve got 23 years under my belt in writing both stories and roleplaying (started in 2000). I’m a multi-para to novella writer who prefers 3rd person. I only write as female characters and I don’t double. I only use real face claims and I’d prefer if you did the same. I am fine with F/F and M/F storylines.

Some very common themes in my writing are angst, trigger warnings, dark themes and a treasure trove of drama. I really enjoy gritty roleplays that dig into the core of characters. That being said, I also enjoy the fluff, the romance, the funny and the sweet moments. I often will throw characters through the ringer but I often love them dearly. I just believe a good story has peaks and valleys to contrast one another. I am smut friendly but it should never be the central idea. I need to plot and have a story that just so happens to include those passionate moments between characters…. Not a smut filled story that I need to plot around.

Looking for a few long term partners to write a few different ideas on Discord. Must be at least 21+ as SFW & NSFW themes are involved in most of my writing. As I stated, I’m fine with F/F ships but as of right now, I’m really only looking for someone to play a male/masculine character to my female/feminine character. I ask that there be literacy and decent grammar. I’m not perfect and make mistakes but please at least use the correct punctuations. Also, Idc what your real-life gender is. Just be respectful please. And don’t make me carry the entire thing alone! I need something to work with.

The good thing is I have quite a few ideas in my arsenal that we could explore!

Some genres I adore are:

Fantasy

Supernatural

Biblical (Hebrew & Christian - angels and demons)

Romance

Drama

Action

Adventure

Historical (Ancient Greece/Ancient Rome are my bread and butter)

Modern/Urban

Mythology (Greek/Roman mythology is what I know most)

Celebrities

I prefer to create my own characters, world build and so on however, there are some fandoms I’d be up to playing (and the characters I’d play beside them). I’ll also include potential characters to play against:

Game of Thrones (Daenerys Targaryen) || (against Khal Drogo or Robb Stark or OC)

Troy (Briseis) || (against Achilles)

The Last Kingdom (Aethelflaed) || (against Uhtred)

These fandoms can be canon or AU or divergent. Just talk to me and I might be up for it. My partner can choose an OC or Canon character. They can also alter characters as they see fit, I don’t mind. I love taking these stories that are established and making it our own!

Now, I’m not going to list every idea I have here so I’ll just tell you, I have soooooooo many ideas and things that I’m inspired to write at the moment and I’d love to discuss them. Some of them are very well fleshed out and others are stories we can flesh out together and may only have basic ideas to them.

Please, I ask that you be patient and understanding with me as I have ADHD, I’m on the spectrum, I have a full time job, I’m married and I have a young child so my ability to be active varies but I can post most days at least once, sometimes more frequently if I have the time and/or the inspiration.

I'd like to add one last thing. I often shower my writing partners with gifts like manips/edits, gifs, pinterest boards, aesthetics and playlists/songs for our roleplays and characters. I love to muse and talk OOC and create fun headcanons about our characters. I like to do things to help keep the inspiration alive as my ADHD makes it easy for me to lose interest.

If you have any questions or are interested in anything here, please like this post and I’ll reach out as soon as I can! ☺️

[thedamagedss]

Hi! I apologize but this is lengthy!

You can call me Peri. I’m 33 years old (female - she/her). I’ve got 23 years under my belt in writing both stories and roleplaying (started in 2000). I’m a multi-para to novella writer who prefers 3rd person. I only write as female characters and I don’t double. I only use real face claims and I’d prefer if you did the same. I am fine with F/F and M/F storylines.

Some very common themes in my writing are angst, trigger warnings, dark themes and a treasure trove of drama. I really enjoy gritty roleplays that dig into the core of characters. That being said, I also enjoy the fluff, the romance, the funny and the sweet moments. I often will throw characters through the ringer but I often love them dearly. I just believe a good story has peaks and valleys to contrast one another. I am smut friendly but it should never be the central idea. I need to plot and have a story that just so happens to include those passionate moments between characters…. Not a smut filled story that I need to plot around.

Looking for a few long term partners to write a few different ideas on Discord. Must be at least 21+ as SFW & NSFW themes are involved in most of my writing. As I stated, I’m fine with F/F ships but as of right now, I’m really only looking for someone to play a male/masculine character to my female/feminine character. I ask that there be literacy and decent grammar. I’m not perfect and make mistakes but please at least use the correct punctuations. Also, Idc what your real-life gender is. Just be respectful please. And don’t make me carry the entire thing alone! I need something to work with.

The good thing is I have quite a few ideas in my arsenal that we could explore!

Some genres I adore are:

Fantasy

Supernatural

Biblical (Hebrew & Christian - angels and demons)

Romance

Drama

Action

Adventure

Historical (Ancient Greece/Ancient Rome are my bread and butter)

Modern/Urban

Mythology (Greek/Roman mythology is what I know most)

Celebrities

I prefer to create my own characters, world build and so on however, there are some fandoms I’d be up to playing (and the characters I’d play beside them). I’ll also include potential characters to play against:

Game of Thrones (Daenerys Targaryen) || (against Khal Drogo or Robb Stark or OC)

Troy (Briseis) || (against Achilles)

The Last Kingdom (Aethelflaed) || (against Uhtred)

These fandoms can be canon or AU or divergent. Just talk to me and I might be up for it. My partner can choose an OC or Canon character. They can also alter characters as they see fit, I don’t mind. I love taking these stories that are established and making it our own!

Now, I’m not going to list every idea I have here so I’ll just tell you, I have soooooooo many ideas and things that I’m inspired to write at the moment and I’d love to discuss them. Some of them are very well fleshed out and others are stories we can flesh out together and may only have basic ideas to them.

Please, I ask that you be patient and understanding with me as I have ADHD, I’m on the spectrum, I have a full time job, I’m married and I have a young child so my ability to be active varies but I can post most days at least once, sometimes more frequently if I have the time and/or the inspiration.

I'd like to add one last thing. I often shower my writing partners with gifts like manips/edits, gifs, pinterest boards, aesthetics and playlists/songs for our roleplays and characters. I love to muse and talk OOC and create fun headcanons about our characters. I like to do things to help keep the inspiration alive as my ADHD makes it easy for me to lose interest.

If you have any questions or are interested in anything here, please like this post or feel free to message me and I’ll reach out as soon as I can! ☺️

[jackoshadows]

Do you think that Sansa's "flaws" are gonna be something she eventually confronts herself? Things like her classism, treatment of Arya/Jon, etc.? She has had a lot of growth in some aspects but it doesn't really feel like she's grown much in that area, at least to me. Especially not when compared to other characters. I don't see it causing huge issues, but I could definitely see it causing some personal conflict with her siblings if/when they reunite.

For me personally, I think if she was going to confront what I feel are her flaws, she would have done it by now you know? The author has written in plenty of circumstances where Sansa could reflect on past actions and grow and for some reason GRRM just does not build on it. Maybe because he does not think it’s a flaw or maybe because he thinks that character growth has already happened on page (Like when he said Sansa regrets the role she played in Ned’s death) or maybe because there are other more important things that need to happen in the limited time and number of books he has left.

To give an example, take book 3 ASoS:

Sister. Sansa had once dreamt of having a sister like Margaery;  beautiful and gentle, with all the world’s graces at her command. Arya  had been entirely unsatisfactory as sisters went. How can I let my  sister marry Joffrey? she thought, and suddenly her eyes were full of  tears. “Margaery, please,” she said, “you mustn’t.” It was hard to get  the words out. “You mustn’t marry him. He’s not like he seems, he’s not.  He’ll hurt you.” - Sansa, ASoS

If GRRM had written it like Sansa thinking that she was unable to help her sister Arya against Joffrey and so this time she could try and help Margaery and do right what she had got wrong in AGoT - that’s actual character development. So many characters do it. For example, Jon apologizes to Grenn and Pyp for being a bully and sets about taking the time to teach them the sword.

However that’s not what happens here.

Sansa had once dreamt of having a sister like Margaery; beautiful and  gentle, with all the world’s graces at her command. Arya had been entirely unsatisfactory as sisters went.

She is still slagging off Arya! Even two books after being proved wrong regarding the likes of beautiful, elegant people like Cersei and Joffrey, she still assigns value to good looks and propriety. She considers this stranger she hardly knows, Margaery, to be her sister because she is beautiful and graceful.

And then after Margaery ends up using her and betraying her, we still don’t get any introspection about her real sister.

It’s the same when she spends a book pretending to be a bastard and yet fails to hold any opinions on bastardy itself. Not even about Jon, just the concept of bastardy. Daenerys sold into slavery leads her on a campaign to free slaves. Arya’s trek through war torn Riverlands helps her understand what the small folk are going through and that the North were equally culpable in what was being done. Jon’s bastardy and Tyrion’s disability allows them to sympathize with those who are othered and ostracized. Bran was always kind and sweet and he’s only 7-9, but there’s a great deal of growth in his ACoK arc as prince of Winterfell. 

And yet with Sansa, while she’s aghast at having to play a pretend bastard and hurt when Harry calls her as such - at no point does she reflect on why it’s unfair for bastards to be treated that way, only that she herself has to experience this.

That’s why it’s hilarious when stans make a great deal about her rare thoughts on Jon Snow in AFfC when Myranda Royce brings him up.

She had not thought of Jon in ages. He was only her half brother, but still … with Robb and Bran and Rickon dead, Jon Snow was the only brother that remained to her. I am a bastard too now, just like him. Oh, it would be so sweet, to see him once again.

She has completely forgotten about the existence of her bastard brother despite playing a pretend bastard in the Vale.

All my real brothers are dead and only the half brother is left, he will have to make do.

Oh and now I have been reduced to his level as a bastard.

It will be sweet to see him again.

Even now, at the end of book five Sansa does not still get it when it comes to class and sisterhood and brotherhood and family and all that.

And then of course in the TWoW sample chapter we see her overhearing LF’s price gouging scheme and as someone who is from the North, I would assume Sansa has an idea of the scarcity of food. And yet, all we have is extravagant feasts and 12 foot tall lemon cakes.

Again, Jon, Dany, Tyrion, Arya and Bran have all gone through dealing with food shortages as leaders and have found themselves scavenging for food and experiencing hunger. And yet, even when hit in the face with the reason for why the hungry smallfolk are rioting for food, Sansa is unable to comprehend why she was attacked while Margaery was a favorite.

Hopefully we do have some personal growth for Sansa in books 6 or 7, possibly when she meets up with Arya and they sort out the ‘Deep Issues’ between them. At least some growth in regards to her relationship with Arya is certainly happening considering the author has commented on it and that is an important relationship for both characters. Everything else? If it was going to happen, IMO it should have already happened.