Rhaenyra’s relationship with her stepmother Alicent was complicated, as some days it was filled with hostility, and others…
…it was more than fond. It was baffling to the Court, to the King, and most of all, to themselves.
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who is going to write the essay about hua cheng's love and devotion making his life and ghost city all the more bright and rich and colorful lucky red while he xuan's hatred and dedication to revenge leaves his life and black water demon lair all the more dark, empty, and unfulfilled, much like an empty stomach
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life is about accepting that while i may want to be quincey “hot smooth cowboy” morris i am in fact, to the ver y depths of my soul, jack “sat on his hat and brought his emotional support scalpel to a proposal” seward
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you know how resurrected people in asoiaf get singularly obsessed with like one thing they were doing before they died so beric is obsessed with defending smallfolk from invaders and stoneheart is obsessed with revenge against the freys. i think it would be funny if jon came back and he was just tirelessly devoted to the same bland nights watch management as before. just murdering anyone who tries to tear him away from drafting architectural plans for a greenhouse or writing pointless letters. can i dwell on what i scarce remember? sometimes i think i was born on the floor of that stock room, counting barrels of turnips
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JUDE'S POST-LOVE CONFESSION MONOLOGUE
'I first started liking you when we went to talk to the rulers of the low Courts,' I say. 'You were funny, which was weird. And when we went to Hollow Hall, you were clever. I kept remembering how you'd been the one to get us out of the brugh after Dain's coronation, right before I put the knife to your throat.'
He doesn't try to interrupt, so I have to choice but to barrel on.
'After I tricked you into being High King,' I say. 'I thought once you hated me, I could go back to hating you. But I didn't. And I felt so stupid. I thought I would get my heart broken. I thought it was a weakness that you would use against me. But then you saved me from the Undersea when it would have been much more convenient to just leave me to rot. After that, I started to hope my feelings were returned. But then there was the exile-' I take a ragged breath. 'I hid a lot, I guess. I thought if I didn't, if I let myself love you, I would burn up like a match. Like the whole matchbook.'
AH I LOVE HER SO MUCH (im basically cardan or vice versa idc)
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I fucking loved Paul's feral chihuahua energy in that final fight scene though. He's just going for it. From like, both an acting perspective but also a character thing, he clearly gives zero fucks at that point and it is FASCINATING to see. The image of him staggering around with two knives in him still like "fuck you I fucking won" is so powerful like??? this is a dangerous dude and you SEE that
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sorry, but the literary fiction girlies who act like fantasy/sci-fi are their kryptonite are so weird?? just say you're boring and move on.
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guys, my autistic ass brain has come up with a new idea.
hear me out.
twilight stuilly.
billy is our edward here obviously, that man screams vampire to me.
but at the same time i feel like his parent situation is more applicable in being able to write him as our bella.
and then theres the whole issue of who the other members of our vampire family would be.
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[...] Keep a good long spoon on hand to beat the squires off, sweetling. You will not want green boys underfoot when the knights come round to beg you for your favor."
"Who would ask to wear a bastard's favor?"
So basically Sansa's favor is a bastard's.
[Harrold Hardyng] grinned. “I will hold you to that promise, my lady. Until that day, may I wear your favor in the tourney?”
“You may not. It is promised to…another.” She was not sure who as yet, but she knew she would find someone.
And that it's been promised. To a mystery knight.
Bonus :
If she did marry Prince Joff, Arya hoped for his sake that he had a good steward.
"Saving yourself for Lord Robert?" Lady Myranda teased. "Or is there some ardent squire dreaming of your favors?"
"My steward and squire, Jon Snow."
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