addition to my previous post
martin could not fathom making a choice that would make him lose jon, because they always had each other. even if jon hated him, he was a constant in martin's life through the horrors™. and it hurt him when jon was able to think of a plan that would take him away from martin, because he thought jon didn't feel the same about him. he thought jon didn't need him, like everything else in his life
jon hated himself, he blamed himself for ending the world and felt like no punishment would be enough. he wanted to lose martin because he knew it would hurt more than anything in the world. he felt the exact same as martin, he just hated himself so much he felt like he deserved that unimaginable loss
they make me so ill :( they are so in love to the point that the idea of losing each other is the most painful thing in the world. they doomed another universe because it meant they kept each other. they died together because it meant they kept each other
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GUYS WAIT HOLD THE PHONE
WE GOT SUPERSONS IN WFA
I REPEAT- WE GOT SUPERSONS IN WFA
Not like in costume but Jon and Damian being together and being bffs like- AH
Look at them
They’re besties
Plus
We got Lois being a mom and we all love her. Why is she so cute tho-
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“You were made from scars to live a life you’d rise above.”
Thank you to my lovely, beautiful, and talented friend @anabellerose96 for this fantastic artwork 😭 it is the best early birthday present ever. I love you ❤️I have their permission to share it here! I’ve added a small snippet from a chapter of my story because I wanted to 🤭 Thank you! Aries season will soon be upon us ♈️🔥
While she hunted for something to wear that wouldn't make her feel suffocated, Jon had already dressed. Everything was too tight around her chest, and she was growing frantic as Jon approached, tying his hair back. Her heart fell at the sight of his youthful face turning grave and harsh as he finished. She wished he would wear it down, a frivolous wish, but she made it just the same as he eyed her scowl.
"What's wrong?" He asked, gaze skipping from her to the mess of gowns and coats she'd tossed on the floor.
She wanted to stomp her foot, but refrained and huffed instead.
"None of it fits anymore, and it's entirely your fault," she said, her voice more like a childish whine as Jon's face lit with amusement.
"Forgive me if I'm wrong, I've been known to be, but I believe you were also involved, Dany."
Her brows hammered down, and her mouth twitched with the want to laugh.
"Yes. However, I refuse to assume blame, considering I was under the impression this was impossible." She gestured toward her stomach and let the smile itching the corners of her mouth break free as he gave a dark chuckle and embraced her.
He swayed with her in his arms and kissed the top of her head as she breathed in the scent of oiled leather and Jon.
"Well, I am glad to prove you wrong, then. There is a solution to your problem. I'll find her before I speak with Davos, alright?"
She laughed lightly and tilted her head back to meet his sparkling gaze.
"Alright. Leave before I discover my boots don't fit and blame you for that, too.”
Jon nodded solemnly and said, "Of course, my Queen. I live to serve you."
She snorted, head shaking as he backed away toward the door. She retorted, "You are a menace."
He didn't deny it and simply said, "Only for you."
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