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#bran doesn’t know how to count past 100
wodania · 2 months
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me talking about the majority of asoiaf characters: THAT IS A CHILD!!! AN INFANT!!! A FETUS!!!
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need-a-fugue · 4 years
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Centennial Man
Summary: Bucky may not want to celebrate his birthday, but you’ll be damned if you let his 100th go by as just another day.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Cavity-inducing fluff.
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You’re gone when he wakes, that side of the bed cold and empty.
He twists around, fingers idly gripping the crumpled sheets where your body should be, a frown pulling at the corners of his mouth as he blinks the room into focus. It’s dim but not dark, a sliver of early morning light spilling in through the crack in the curtains, still drawn – unlike how he leaves them when he gets out of bed in the morning, tearing them open to bathe you in the offending light, forcing you to writhe and moan and finally get up.
But today… you’re already up.
He slowly turns back around, rubbing his stubbled face into the million thread count sheets you insisted on buying a few months back – new sheets for a new home! – before landing his eyes on the bedside clock. His brows pull tightly together, confusion tugging his frown even further. Nine o’clock? He lets out a groan and rolls onto his back, a knowing, “Damnit,” flowing languidly out of him as he rubs at his eyes.
You turned off the alarm. Of course you did. You turned off the alarm to keep him in bed and then you disappeared to go do… something. Even though he told you – repeatedly – to treat this just like any other damn day.
He hears the front door open, the crinkle of a paper sack, a sharp, “Ooop,” in your voice to likely mark a near trip or spill. And he pulls himself up and out of bed.
“What are you doing?” he asks, stepping out into the hallway, tugging a T-shirt over his head, not even bothering to do up the jeans he pulls on. He peers into the kitchen, parking it at the breakfast bar to watch as you merrily pluck item after item out of a large paper bag.
“I went to our corner bakery,” you state, not even turning to look at him, so intent on unpacking the goodies. “I got croissants,” you spin then, just long enough to offer a quick raised brow, “obviously,” and turn back to the counter. “A blueberry muffin. A lemon poppyseed. A bran muffin,” you intone slyly, whipping back around to face him. “Because old men like you need their fiber.”
“Ha, ha,” he spouts, grumpy frown still painted on his face.
You reach behind and grab a single plate from the counter, pluck a paper coffee cup with the other hand, and step over to the breakfast bar. “And,” you announce with a flair, setting the plate down in front of him, “pain au chocolate. Because it’s my baby’s birthday. And he deserves it.” You wiggle your brows playfully, getting met with little more than a dramatic eyeroll from Bucky.
He points to your other hand. “That coffee for me?”
“Of course,” you state, setting it down in front of him before rocking back on your heels, crossing your arms over your chest, and offering an almost chiding glare. “Black. Plain. Boring. Just like you.”
He plucks the plastic top, tosses it to the side. “I told you… I don’t do birthdays.”
“You did my birthday,” you say with a shrug.
“Yeah,” he says after downing a long, hot sip. “You would’ve thrown me out if I hadn’t.”
Your face twists with admonishment. “No,” you intone, narrowing your eyes severely. “You just like being the gift giver, the one who celebrates other people. The hero.”
“Making you dinner for your birthday makes me a hero?” he asks, lips finally quirking into a small, crooked smile, a hint of mirth twinkling in his eyes as you roll yours in annoyance. He plucks a pain au chocolate from the plate, takes a giant bite, devouring almost half the pastry at once. “This is it, right?” comes out of him amid buttery crumbs as he speaks around the food in his mouth. “No party… no nothing, right?”
Another eyeroll, this one so deep it almost hurts. “Really, I should just count my gift to you as talking Tony out of that damn party.”
He swallows thickly, takes another quick sip of coffee to wash down the pastry. “I don’t get it. He hates me. Why would he want to throw me a party anyway? Unless it’s because he hates me… and he knows I’d hate it.”
“First of all,” you mutter spinning back around to grab your own coffee off the counter, “He doesn’t hate you.” You shrug. “He just doesn’t like you. And yeah, you being annoyed by even just the thought of a birthday gathering probably gives him a monstrous hard on.”
“Could do without that image,” he mutters before shoving the rest of the croissant into his mouth.
“But really, that man will take any opportunity to throw a party. Don’t make this all about you.”
“My birthday,” he states simply. “Not about me. Got it.”
You sweep out of the kitchen, rounding the breakfast bar to pull up next to him. “Nat’s covering for you this morning – ”
“You could’ve just said that instead of turning off my alarm,” he interjects, a bit of an edge to his voice.
You give him a get real stare. “You still would’ve gotten up by six… still would’ve gone down to the gym. It’s your birthday, you can sleep in one damn day a year.”
“Mm-hmm,” he mutters, reaching out for the remaining chocolate pastry.
“Anyway,” you intone, swiftly plucking the treat from him and tearing it in half, returning only a portion to his waiting, open hand. “As I was saying… Natasha’s covering for you, so no work today. Steve wants to hang out, so I said I’d send you his way for a bit. But I need you back here by six.”
“Why?” he asks, eyes narrowing in suspicion.
“Because it would be rude to keep the mariachi band waiting,” you snipe. “Why do you think? We’re having dinner.”
“I don’t want to go out.”
“Good, ‘cause we’re staying in.”
His eyes widen, brow arching into an utterly incredulous expression. “Don’t take this the wrong way, doll, but I don’t want you to cook either. I might not want to celebrate my birthday, but that doesn’t mean I want to get food poisoning for it.”
“I’m not going to…” You let out a low, annoyed growl. “You’re the worst. Just go… do whatever you want to do for a few hours.”
He reaches out and captures you with his metal arm as you try to scurry off beyond him, back to the bedroom. “What if what I want to do is right here?”
You swat him away, aiming a pointed finger as you take a single, wide step back. “No,” you declare, trying – and failing – to keep your lips from curing into a devilish smile. “Not now. Not yet.”
He turns back to the breakfast bar with a grunt. A scoff. A bitter huff. “I gave you two orgasms before the sun even came up on your birthday.”
“Psht,” you scoff. “I was barely awake. Probably dream faking.”
He shakes his head slowly. “Nope. I rocked your world.”
Your eyes roll back so hard that this time it definitely does physically hurt. “You are such an old man.”
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“You should have a little more faith in her,” Steve says with a chuckle as he swipes at his hair in the locker room mirror, pinching a chunk between his fingers and twisting.
Bucky snorts in reply, rolling his eyes at his friend’s – frankly alarming – love affair with 21st century hair products as he does little more than viciously rub a towel through his own just washed hair. A two-hour run. Some light sparring followed by heavy lifting. A long ass shower. And he’s finally ready to face whatever you have cooked up for him. Mostly.
“You’re acting like she’s gonna throw you a surprise party,” the still-preening super soldier says, barking out a quick laugh when Bucky turns on him with a raised, wary brow. “She’s not going to do something we all know you’d hate.”
“I hate celebrating my birthday,” he mutters vaguely as he tosses the towel into a hamper by the door and roughly pulls on a sweatshirt.
“You didn’t used to,” Steve says, finally turning away from the mirror and locking onto Bucky’s eyes with a rather gloomy cast. “Hell, you used to drag me around to every soda shop and dance hall in the city. Kept me out all night just because it was your birthday and you damn well had the right.”
Bucky shifts his eyes away, unable to see such memories – vague, unattainable recollections of his past life, an utterly other life – through the simple, reminiscent lens of his friend. “Yeah, well. That was a long time ago.”
“Alright,” he sighs out, an almost disappointed edge to his voice. “Well, for what it’s worth… happy birthday, Buck.” He whips on a stiff button down – ever the dapper fella – and begins to do it up, keeping the sour-looking man in his periphery. “And just… be nice.” He heads for the door, dropping a hand to Bucky’s shoulder as he goes, giving him a swift jostle as he states, “She’s trying to do something nice for you. Don’t be a jerk about it.”
He does little more than mutter in response – something bleak and unintelligible that comes out like a lazy grunt – and turns to follow him out of the locker room, out of the sprawling gym. Each reluctant step towards the elevator, then down the hall to your newly shared apartment, seems to stutter and slow, his entire body prickling in a heated hesitation.
Why is it so different now? he muses dimly. Why does celebrating feel so… wrong?
Because it shouldn’t be happening, that’s why. Because he never should’ve lived to be 100 to begin with. And the only reason he did is because he was transformed into some sort of ageless monster, designed to kill. To end life. There’s no reason why anyone should be celebrating the beginning of his.
But of course, he’d never say that to you, would never tell you that he was undeserving of kindness or love or even just a birthday dinner. He’d tried that once already, and it ended with him donning a split lip. Tough love, apparently, was a phrase to live by where you came from.
“Ah,” you squeak out, an animated leap accompanying the all too excited utterance as you flash a wide, bright smile the moment he steps through the door. “You’re back! Perfect timing!”
His eyes blow wide as he looks just past you, cocking his head to peer at the fully made table to your left. “What is all this?” he asks with a laugh, sauntering over to the pristine settings and pulling in a long breath through his nose, taking in the strong aroma of… “Steak?”
You nod. “But don’t worry. I didn’t make it. I promise.”
Another laugh, and the accompanying smile lingers easily on his face, strain lifting from his shoulders as he watches you slip over to the counter to pour a couple fingers of what looks to be damn fine whiskey into a crystal tumbler.
“Sit,” you demand, dangling the glass dangerously between thumb and forefinger, waving it slowly back and forth in front of his face.
He does as requested, dropping into the chair, and reaching up for the glass only to have you flop heavily into his lap instead. A surprised oof blows out of him, followed by an amused, “Hey,” as you settle in and take a single, slow sip. Your eyes close, the softest hum of pleasure slipping from your lips as he slides the whiskey from your hand. “Good?” he asks before taking a long pull himself. “Mm, yeah,” he mutters, swiping his tongue languidly over his lips. “That is good.”
You nod and lean over to hack away at the giant, bloody steak on the table. “This,” you say with a flourish as you spear a bite with the fork and bring it up to Bucky’s mouth, “is from Donovan’s. One of Tony’s favorite places.” You wait until he accepts the bite, his lips still curling into a sly grin, before you raise a brow and further explain, “He claims it’ll melt in your mouth.”
Bucky chews slowly, relishing the perfectly rare-cooked meat before swallowing it down and offering a pleased nod. You dive back in and steal a bite for yourself, agreeing with Tony’s assessment wholeheartedly as you leisurely chew before moving your fork over to pick at the massive baked potato. Bucky lets out an airy chuckle in your ear, leaning forward to drop a swift, whiskey-laden kiss at your temple. “Is this my birthday dinner or yours?” he asks as he slowly lifts the hem of your shirt and sneaks his cool metal digits beneath.
You jolt in his lap as he splays his icy palm over your ribs and lets out another light laugh. “Fine. Fine,” you mutter, feigning annoyance as you rise and hand over the fork. “I’ll just sit over here… all alone.” You lower yourself into the chair across from him, bottom lip pulling into an overdone pout, all in the hopes of getting even just one more precious, sunny laugh out of him.
It works too. One laugh, one smile, each bleeding easily into the next as you sit across from your 100-year-old counterpart. Your – sometimes better, sometimes worse – other half.
The two of you slip easily into the moment, enjoying a calm and leisurely – and delicious – dinner together. The few words that fall from either of your lips – all too often busy with the succulent steak, dripping-with-butter potato, oddly amazing brussels sprouts – are truly unneeded, talking feeling wholly underrated when you can simply bask in the presence of one another. And play a dangerously distracting game of footsie beneath the table.
Once the meal is over, both plates practically licked clean, you jump up to clear the dishes, eager to get at them before he tries to take over. You drop everything into the sink with a clank and a thud – wince when you hear him hiss out a disgruntled, “Easy, baby.” – and pour him another drink before turning to slowly back out of the kitchen, holding the whiskey up like a carrot as you beckon him into the other room.
“Where are we going?” he asks, wily expression on his face, his hands dropping down to your hips as he backs you into the hall.
He begins to turn, not-so-subtly angling towards the bedroom. But you shuffle your feet to a halt. “Uh, uh,” you intone with a shake of the head. “You still have to open your present.”
His fingers trail up your sides, even as his head drops, lips lowering to your exposed collarbone where he sucks a small, sweet, red blossom into your skin. “Yeah,” he mutters into you, flesh hand ducking beneath your shirt, pressing a hot palm to the small of your back. “That’s what I’m trying to do.”
“No,” you laugh out, stepping out of his loose grip and giving him a small shove. You tug his hand out from beneath your shirt, wrap his fingers around the whiskey glass, and saunter off to the other side of the room to dig out a small, wrapped package. “I just ate a potato that weighed like four pounds,” you say as you slump heavily onto the couch, neatly wrapped gift in hand. “I need some time before… that.”
He rolls his eyes, takes a long sip of sweet, brown liquor, and sets the tumbler down on the side table before sitting beside you. “Okay,” he mutters vaguely, that unsure look returning to his face. “How much time do you need to digest?”
You laugh, the bright and tinkling sound swiftly bringing back his delicate, crooked smile. “Shame we can’t all have a super soldier’s metabolism, huh?”
He cocks his head playfully. “Am I not being patient enough? I thought I was being very patient.”
You let out a rather indignant snort and toss the gift haphazardly into his lap. “Yeah, sure. Patient. Also grateful. And kind…”
He leans forward then, curling into the bend of your neck and peppering your skin with swift kisses. “I am grateful, baby,” he murmurs into you. “Always grateful for you.”
Your hand slinks up into his hair, fingertips dancing lightly along his scalp. “Well… as for the patience part… we still have cake to get to too.”
“Thought you were full,” he whispers softly, his lips, tongue, now tracing the line of your jaw.
“But it’s your favorite,” you state, craning your head to give him better access.
“You’re my favorite,” he mutters into you. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
“Well,” you intone thickly, pulling away just a bit, knowing full well that if you don’t manage to duck out of this now, you certainly won’t be able to later. “That is good to hear. But I have it on good authority that devil’s food cake is your favorite.”
“Really?” he asks, voice sounding utterly disinterested as he tugs you closer.
You nod. “Steve gave me your mom’s recipe.”
His lips still on your neck, body stiffening beside you. He pulls away with a start, confused look on his face. “My mom’s recipe?” You nod again, raising a questioning brow. “You made… my mom’s cake? For me?”
Your hand slowly slides down to cup his cheek, eyes shining brightly as you say simply, “Sure did, baby.”
He looks almost… lost. For a long moment, he does nothing but stare at you, seemingly assessing everything about you. His hand rises to your face, fingertips brushing lightly along your cheek, thumb dropping low to gently press into the center of your bottom lip. “You’re amazing. You know that?”
“I do,” you say, tone straight and serious, teasing quality playing only in your sparkling eyes. You give him a wide smile and a little shove, gaze dropping down to the package in his lap. “Now, open your present.”
That crooked smile returns, not quite a smirk, certainly not a leer. You’ve come to know it as one of his most sincere expressions, even if it isn’t quite as bright and broad as that ever-elusive beam that only occasionally breaks across his face, crinkling the corners of his eyes. It sets off butterflies in your stomach just the same. Because both of those smiles are seemingly only ever directed at you.
He looks down at the gift with a sigh and gingerly tears into the wrapping, pulling it apart to reveal deep brown leather, thick and supple. He slides his fingers delicately over it, over the flat, soft surface, before pulling it out of the wrapping entirely and flipping it over in his hands.
“It’s a new journal,” you mutter, tone suddenly peppered with apprehension. He looks up, expression unreadable, and you give a short shrug. “You only ever write in those notebooks and… important things… like your memories? Those should have a nicer place to live.”
His eyes lighten to a luminous, icy blue as he continues to stare over at you, into you. “That’s really nice, baby,” he says softly. “I love it.” His gaze drops back down to the book in his hand, brow furrowing as he traces a finger over the sharp, ridged pattern running along the edges of the cover. “What’s this?”
“Oh,” you start, a hint of hesitation working into your tone. “Yeah. That.” You reach over and pick up the journal, flip it over to show him that the same etching stretches along the back as well. “It’s my heartbeat.”
His eyes fly up to meet yours, a quick chortle pulling from his chest. “What?” he barks out, glancing back at the design and noting now that, yes, it does appear to resemble an EKG readout.
“Yeah, I had someone in medical record it for me. And then I sent it off to some… leather smith or whatever they’re called to emboss it… or… whatever.” You shake your head dismissively. “Anyway, it’s 101 beats of my heart. One for every year you’ve been alive. Plus one to grow on.”
“You…” He sputters for a moment, still staring down at the journal, staring down at the very rhythm of your heart sitting in his hands. And then his face splits wide, that big, bright beam you’d been waiting for – hoping for – taking over as he raises his head and locks onto your eyes. “You crazy girl,” he laughs out, shaking his head fondly.
“Crazy?” you bleat out, only barely able to maintain the faux vexation. “I just gave you my heart… almost literally!”
“Still figuratively,” he states with a raised brow. “But I damn sure love it even more now.”
“Well, good,” you breathe out, reaching over and tugging back the cover. “Then hopefully you’ll forgive the fact that I took the liberty of filling in the first entry for you. Go on,” you prod as soon as you see his eyes drop to take in your sloppily scrawled words. “Read it.”
He settles back into the couch with a grin, holding the journal open with one hand as he clears his throat dramatically and begins. “Dear diary,” he reads aloud, choking suddenly on a laugh as he shakes his head lazily back and forth. “You think that’s how I start a journal entry?”
You shrug. “I don’t make it a habit of reading other people’s diaries, so I really wouldn’t know.”
“It’s a journal,” he corrects, both brows cocked high as he leans back to peer down at you.
You merely roll your eyes in response, tapping the open book impatiently in a swift and silent order for him to continue.
He returns to the page, corner of his mouth quirking into a crooked grin as you press yourself into his side, laying your head atop his shoulder. “Today is my 100th birthday,” he goes on coolly. “My wonderful, brilliant, patient, funny, charismatic, beautiful, delightful, best damn girl,” he breathes out with a snicker, “treated me to breakfast in bed.”
“You were supposed to still be in bed,” you gripe from his side.
He goes on, gentle amusement and utter adoration blooming in his gut, as he reads aloud, “She’s really the best.”
You snake even closer, wrapping your arms around his bicep and singing out, “It’s true.”
He gives a slight nod and returns to the entry. “She ordered steak from the best place in town. Diary, you do not want to know how much that cow cost.” His head cocks towards you, single brow raising in an almost admonishing way. Again, you shrug and tick your eyes back to the page, encouraging him to go on. He does so, uttering, “Then she gave me her heart,” with a gentle fondness.
“I really am a peach,” you mutter, turning your face just a bit and pressing a lingering kiss onto his shoulder.
“You are, baby,” he agrees, dropping his lips to your hair for a moment before returning to finish the entry. He clears his throat again and continues with, “It was simply the best birthday I’ve had in all my hundred years. And the best part of all was the homemade cake, which my girl made with equal parts chocolate and love.” Another snicker escapes him, though it chokes and sputters in his throat as he reads the next sentence, uttering slowly, “and then wore like a nighty so I could lick icing off her thighs all night long.”
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nyangibun · 5 years
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GoT S08E03 Thoughts
The fuck??? 
I actually have no idea how to feel about this episode or what was really even happening because jfc, the lighting was so dark and everything was moving so fast. At one point, I was wondering who the f I was even watching. 
I feel with retrospect, I’ll have a lot more to say, but as these posts are my immediate thoughts, here we go. 
We got another shot of Alys Karstark for apparently no reason. It’s weird that we were introduced to her in S7 so we know what she looks like and we keep seeing her in S8 without any payoff. Most characters we recognise that appear on screen serve a purpose. Ned Umber showed up because he needed to die for the Night King’s Cool Abstract Art. But seriously, I know non-Jonsa’s think the kidnap plot is ‘delusional’ but tell me, what purpose does Alys serve? Maybe it’s not a kidnap plot but I believe there will be some kind of mistaken identity or switch. I don’t know. I really don’t know why else she would keep reappearing in every episode thus far -- not to mention Sophie Turner’s behind-the-scenes photo where she is wearing a similar dress to what Alys was wearing in Ep 1.
I have a gripe with this episode (amongst others). Why the hell is Ghost out there? Why is he running with Jorah and the Dothrakis? Even if he is going to fight in this battle, it doesn’t make sense he’d choose to do so alongside people he doesn’t even know. Also, we didn’t get a death scene so is he alive? Did they seriously CGI Ghost in 2 episodes to do absolutely fuck all and then die? I will riot in the streets, D&D. 
Speaking of the Dothraki, what was the damn point of them? They literally died in 0.5 seconds. That was it. I know people had to die and hordes of ‘em but it felt like a complete waste of the Dothraki plotline. Also, didn’t Dani take all of the fighting men to Westeros to fight in her damn war? So now the entire Dothraki civilisation is basically massacred and there’s only the women and children left? Like damn, talk about a bad time. The Dothraki randomly charging like that was dumb AF as well. Why would you charge into an army that you know is 3-4 times the size of yours? I’m no battle strategist but I feel like that was a dumb idea.  
In terms of the battle, I really don’t know what to say. There were cool moments (ie. Arya being a badass and killing wights left and right) and then there were just wtf moments. My issue with the battle sequence was mostly just the sensory overload. There was so much going on everywhere at the same time and it was hard to keep track of what was actually going on. I also felt a little underwhelmed by the usefulness of the dragons. I suppose it was to say that the dragons can be defeated and are not the tide-changing weapons they have been in the past, which doesn’t bode well for them in the future. Btw, did Rhaegal die? Like... he fell out of the sky? And then disappeared? Are we down to just Drogon? 
And now, a moment of silence for our fallen brethren: Edd (thank you for saving Sam), Lyanna (my badass child, thank you for so cooly killing that giant), Beric (thank you for saving Arya) and Theon (wtf Bran?! you really knew our boy was gonna die and you were all ‘you’re a good man’ and then that’s it?!). 
Okay, that’s not fair. I guess Bran saying that to Theon allowed him to reach full circle with his redemption arc. He has fully atoned for his sins against House Stark. But I still think his death was bullshit. Although I loved the moment between Bran and Theon when Bran tells him that all of his decisions had led him here: home. That was definitely what Theon needed to hear and I am glad he got that before he died.
I just want to talk about Jonerice. The scene before the battle starts, they are standing overlooking the battlegrounds together, but there is a considerable amount of distance between them physically. The framing is definitely still pitting them at odds with each other since last episode’s reveal. And their conversation is also heavy with tension. It’s a good reminder that Dance of Dragons 2.0 is very much still on the table despite them working together in this episode, though that isn’t going to last long.
Jorah’s unwavering love and loyalty to Dani serves as the perfect foil to Jonerice’s weak and unconvincing romance. Time and time again, he has proven the depth of his feelings for Dani and it is him that comes to her rescue, not Jon (though ofc Jon has bigger fish to fry). And despite her not reciprocating her feelings for him, Jorah is someone she cared about and I think his death will be something she holds against the North. What I mean by that is she will think that because she has fought for the North and lost half of her army and someone she loves, they must bend the knee or else. I mean I get where she’s coming from 100%. Dani risked a lot to fight, whether her reason was altruistic or not, she has. But the problem is the North can’t afford to fight in her war with Cersei. And yes, she fought for them but they have also been through hell serving foreign rulers. This is going to be a huge point of conflict going forward but we already knew that. Now there’s just this added element. 
Also, wait... Both Lyanna and Jorah are dead. What happens to House Mormont now? Is there even another Mormont left? 
I know there weren’t any Jon x Sansa interactions and that sucks, I admit, but it’s also okay. I was happy with Tyrion and Sansa’s interactions there. Sansa has effectively said goodbye to all of her potential suitors. When Tyrion says ‘maybe they should’ve stayed married’ and Sansa responds with ‘it wouldn’t work between us; we have divided loyalties’, that ends all of the speculations that Tyrion and Sansa would re-marry or legitimize their marriage. And Sansa’s right. After the battle is over, the politics begin and their loyalties are divided. Tyrion is loyal to Dani who wants the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms, and Sansa is loyal to House Stark and Northern Independence. Like I said, this is going to be a huge focus in the upcoming episodes for all of the characters. They came together despite differences to fight for the living but now they will have to choose sides on the future of the living. Tyrion and Sansa will be on opposite sides but I do maintain that Tyrion will eventually lose faith in Dani and betray her. 
In any case, Sansa basically points out that in order for a marriage to work, their loyalties and thus their goals for the future would have to be the same. Now, whose loyalties and goals coincide with Sansa’s? Jon. They are both loyal to House Stark first and foremost and then to the North. At this point, let’s be honest, there are no more eligible bachelors that we know of in Westeros. I mean technically, there’s Jaime, but as if that would happen with all of the Braime scenes this season and the lack of any interaction between Sansa and Jaime. I also don’t think Jaime will survive the season. I hope he does but I just don’t have a lot of faith he will. Redemption arcs and all that. Jon still remains her most viable option to further the House Stark line. Unless everyone dies in the end, succession is an important aspect of the story. 
I also remember someone mentioning that Tyrion could be a possible reason why Sansa gets kidnapped, as in he’ll betray her to save his skin when Bronn comes to kill him. I don’t know how much I believe this tbh but he does say that Sansa underestimates the lengths he’ll go to in order to avoid being apart of the Army of the Dead. While he is talking presently and maybe only about dying and becoming one of them, he might mean death itself. Take what you will. I’m not sure how much I believe in this theory. 
As for Arya, well, what is there to say? She is the best and I love her. I really didn’t expect it at the start of this episode she’d be the one to kill the Night King but after Melissandre’s comment to her, it was pretty obvious. I don’t really have anything to say about that just that I love her and want to protect her. I also like Melissandre a lot and Beric and hers are the only deaths in this episode that gave me a sense of closure. Their story had come to an end and it made sense. For everyone else, I am still very wtf about it. 
Anyway, so let’s do a head count of the survivors: all the Starks (Jon, Arya, Bran, Sansa), Tormund, Brienne, Jaime, Sam, The Hound, Dani, Drogon, Missandei, Tyrion, Varys, Gendry, Davos... 
People I have no idea if they survived: Podrick? Gilly and lil Sam? Ghost? Rhaegal? Grey Worm? Alys? 
Am I missing anyone? 
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GoT 8x01: the wait is over and winter is definitely here - beware the spoilers below -
I just want to say beforehand that I woke up at 2.30 am to watch the new episode - so if this makes no sense at all, well ... let’s blame it on my sleep-deprived brain.
• Don’t know if we already knew this but they actually played the same song from the pilot when D*ny and Jon arrived and it made me a bit melancholic. It’s been a ride.
• The way Missandei eyes the Northerners watching her with distrust had me feel for her. However, watching it for the second time, it gave me another vibe too. As she was a slave, she knows exactly what it means to serve and obey someone you don’t want. So, if Missandei ends up urging D*ny at some point to leave the North be and just rule the other six kingdoms, well, I wouldn’t be surprised.
• Did you notice how happy D*ny was when her dragons intimidated the Northerners? It‘s been a while since I’ve seen her this happy:
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This shot is Immediately followed by what has become her signature smug smirk that I dislike so much. Ships aside, a Queen worthy of the title shouldn’t have this kind of reaction to her children imposing fear on her newest subjects who she knows do already not like her all that much. This is like the dragon pit all over again, you know, when she was late to the meeting she demanded, and rode in on a dragon like she already owns the place, when it would have been so much smarter to be a little respectful and humble.
• The Jon and Bran reunion was nice; I suppose as nice at it can get with 3-eyed-Bran. Also, if Jon ever starts looking at D*ny like this, I‘ll start reevaluating him being part of the pack but not a heartbeat before:
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• They made Sansa look THIS good for a reason. A sight for sore eyes, isn‘t it Jon?
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(And yeah, this is her watching Jonny Boy.)
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(And so is this.)
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(Now, she’s too busy hugging her man. A smile on her lips and CLOSED eyes ... hmm. Do you see how her hands aren’t even attached to each other yet? Alright, let’s move on, shall we?)
• Lyanna Mormont is the Noorf in a nutshell and I’m here for her angry little girl attitude:
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•Sansa isn’t here for chit chat with the saviour and whenever I think I couldn’t stan my girl more, I do. But I’m a bit afraid too, Sansa hates her new Queen amd D*ny KNOWS. 🔥
• Ok, I watched the meeting with the lords very carefully and I made some observations that I just want to throw in here for good measure: 1) D*ny is the last one to sit down at the Lord‘s table and it means things. 2) When poor little Lord Umber (who fucking deserved better!!) adressed Sansa an then Jon, we have them both in the frame, and no one else. However, when he adresses D*ny, we have her literally standing alone by the fireplace. 3) we have Jon and Sansa alone in a frame on 3 separate occasions, while we have only one shoot of Jon and the supposed love of his life alone (unless you count the one with D*ny and Jon‘s crotch ... then, well good for you, I guess). 4) Jon’s “It was the honor of my life.” fucked me the fuck up. You know, I was really afraid after the leaks that although I whole-heartily believe in Pol!Jon I would be miffed at him before it was officially revealed but I was soo wrong. This whole episode I felt so sad for Jon. He’s been through so much and willing to sacrifice everything he ever wanted to keep his people as safe as he can ... he deserves so much better than to be with the woman who took the honor of his life away from him without giving a single fuck about it. And yes, I did notice how Sansa glared at D*ny during this. Jon “I had a choice: keep the crown or protect the Noorf. I chose the Noorf.” I rest my case. 5) “If anyone survives the war to come, we’ll have Jon Snow to thank.” Right in front of D*ny; Tyrion, you brave, brave fool. 6) I think the leaks said, that neither Sansa nor D*ny said anything and I was very happy to find out that that wasn’t true. This is a very long scene, and D*ny only delivered us this little gem: Sansa: “What do dragons eat anyway?” (Which is a damn reasonable enquiry.) “D*ny: “Whatever they want.” 🔥 Maybe I’m overreacting things but this felt like a threat. Seriously, the Dark D*ny Force was strong in this one. They really went there ... wow. I mean it‘s not as if the food question wasn‘t legit. Also this whole the dragons *only* ate 17 goats and 11 of some-other-animal today is proof to me that the food thing is going to be huge. (Also, at first, I thought D*ny was worried that they eat too much when it was the other way around. LOL.)
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• Tyrion: “Lady of Winterfell: has a nice ring to it.” Sansa: “So does Hand of the Queen; depends on the queen I suppose.” She really isn’t messing around, is she?
Also Sansa, same scene: “I used to think you are the cleverest man alive.” accompanied by her little judgy smile. She sure knows how to break a man’s heart.
• I’m crossing my fingers for D*ny to suggest to reactivate the Sansa/Tyrion marriage. Let’s be honest, Tyrion would be all for it in a heartbeat. She’s smarter, prettier and old enough that he wouldn’t feel like a creep anymore and now she actually is the Lady of Winterfell. He wanted her before - he must be drooling for her now.
• I was absolutely not disappointed with the Jon/Arya reunion. I thought - considering the circumstances - it was really cute and worthy.
• Arya: “She’s the smartest person I’ve ever met.” Stark sister feels. *-*
• Jon‘s „I'm her family, too.“ killed me a little bit inside. Man, my Jon feels are killing me right know. How can anyone see this and still claim that Jon will abandon his pack to become a Targaryen?
• When Sansa is the Queen of Shade, Cercei is the Queen of Smirk. I wonder if there’s anyway for Cercei to get out of this alive.
• Back to the food thing: it‘s been two years since S7, so thanks for the reminder that the Lannister army in the Field of Fire was people too, and were burned up like Sunday roast. 🔥
• I can’t believe that Yara is absolutely not pissed that D*ny couldn’t give less craps about her being abducted by Euron. even though without her Dany couldn’t have crossed the Narrow Sea.
• Alys Karstark, I see you and your red hair and your complete random appearance that served no plot purpose. Yet.
• Davos “What if the Seven Kingdoms (...) were ruled by a just woman and an honorable man.” I see what you did there, D&D. Also, if you guys are contemplating a J/D marriage, could you please have the decency and do it in front of Sansa? I need that. Thanks x
• If D&D wanted be to stop believing in Pol!Jon they shouldn’t have him happy-riding a dragon and kissing D*ny seconds after having her low-key threatening his sister. It’s just not believable that if this romance was real and between equals that he wouldn’t make it clear that she can’t threaten his family. Dany: “She doesn’t need to be my friend but I am her queen. If she can’t respect me ...” Jon: *then perish*
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• Ok, but seriously D*ny, why would you give the guy you’ve just met and whose family and people despise you access to the the very things that gave you all your power? Why would you suggest dragon riding like it means nothing? Hop on, Jonny Boy. Just no. I have soo many questions. Why would you be so careless? (Arrogance, that’s why.)
• JON DOESN’T SAY “WE COULD STAY HERE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS.” But Pol!Jon replies with “We’d be pretty old.” giving no indication that that would be an enticing thought. No, he’d rather go back and fight some wights. Jon has a family he cares about and I don’t think she can relate at all.
•Rheagal is a creeper. Seriously, did you see the full on of him during the J/D snagging. Get a life, Rhaegal!
• I LOVED the Tent 2.0 Scene. Get my son some air. Also, while Jon talks serious stuff, Sansa’s like “No, she’s much prettier (than the Mad King).” with the same gaze she had when Littlefinger told her that a marriage alliance between J/D would make sense. I think it was the same weird voice too, but I’m not 100% sure right now. Jon really does reply nothing after Sansa questioning his motives for bending the knee and it tells me all I need to know.
• On this note, I want to repeat that I really need someone suggest a J/D marriage to Sansa.
• Sam finding out about his father and especially his brother broke my heart. It was everything I wanted and knew his reaction to be. And it was much worse to watch unfold than the leaks made it out to be. Especially since the scene started out really cute with Sam all nervous to be talking to them and cute about his book-stealing past and then he even tries to stay reasonable after hearing about his father but then he learns about his brother ... and it’s just too fucking much. Look at his face. I never ever cry during shows or movies but if I hadn't been prepared beforehand, I probably would have.
• Bran needs to stop staring at people in the courtyard. Just sayin’.
• Jon and Sam in the crypts. My poor babies. I don’t really want to say anything about their talk at this point because I believe in Jon and his agenda and if he needs to be detached to deal with keeping up the facade, then my man needs to do what he needs to do. However, I will be watching his next interaction with Sansa very closely. OK, to be honest, since I already had read the leaks before the episode, I was a little distracted during the parentage reveal and I couldn’t help but imagine Jon thinking “Well, this explains a fucking lot.”
• Last but not least: JAIME IS IN WINTERFELL!!!
My favorite moments:
- The Tarly Reveal
- Jon x Arya Reunion
- all Jonsa scenes
- Sansa and Tyrion on the battlements
On my threatened-to-be-burned watchlist:
🔥 Sansa Stark
🔥 Lyanna Mormont
🔥 Lord Varys
🔥 Samwell Tarly
🔥 Gendry Waters / Baratheon
🔥 JAIME LANNISTER (I have a hard time imagining Jaime to keep his mouth shut when he realizes that D*ny doesn’t just fry up soldiers in battle but that it’s her favorite method of conducting justice. There is too much history and PTSD between them, they’re like a time bomb; you can’t put them under one roof without at least threatening to set it off.)
All in all, this was such a good episode and I’m thrilled to see what’s to come. I’m so happy that Jon is still all I hoped for him to be inside and that Jonsa is still on track. I was even a little surprised at how they portrayed D*ny in this episode, because D&D aren’t even trying anymore, are they? I might be a little biased but I think if you’re not a full on stan there wasn’t much to root for her in this one. Anyways, everything within the episode fitted neatly with our Pol!Jon, Dark!D*ny and Jonsa theories and I couldn’t be happier about it.
Cheers xxx
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GoT Afterthoughts ep. 08x01 ‘Winterfell’(Part 3)
Annnnd I’m back again! So where were we? Oh yes, back in Cersei’s boudoir...
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The first thing I noticed is Cersei is drinking wine again. I’m still not 100% sure she was pregnant to begin with, guys. They were very secretive and ambiguous about the whole thing if you think back on it — and those leaks about her miscarrying turned out to be a wash.
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Cersei is still salty about those damn elephants.
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Same girl, saaaaame.
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Euron wants to know how he compares to her past lovers. She strokes his massive ego a bit until he brings up Jaime—still a tender wound, she warns him to tread lightly, then simultaneously insults and compliments him as he lays a possessive hand on her stomach and declares he’s going to put a prince in her belly. She promptly dismisses him.
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What’s striking here is that Cersei appears to be fighting off tears. Clearly, she didn’t want to sleep with Euron, but did so to keep him loyal to her. Love her or hate her, it’s sad to see her at such a desperate and low point where she’s basically whoring herself to keep an ally. Especially when Euron is such a wildcard, and now that he basically got exactly what he wanted—who’s to say he’ll stick around?
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But, if you believe in political!jon, this is quite the parallel to Jon essentially doing the same to hold onto a wildcard ally in Dany.
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I’m still not sold on a Cersei pregnancy/miscarriage guys...
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While Euron is distracted, Theon and what remains of the Iron Born loyal to them, free Yara. She promptly headbutts him for leaving her ass, then helps him up. Now they’re even. 10/10 realistic sibling behavior. lol
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Yara wants to head back to the Iron Islands, but senses Theon’s need to make amends to the Starks. She sends him to Winterfell with her blessing. I truly love these two as a strong family unit!! Gahhhhhh
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We drop back into Winterfell where Lord Royce greets Alys Karstark and her people. And why this is necessary got me like 👀. Almost as much as why Alys was cast as a tall, red-headed girl... perhaps to fake a death scene of another important tall red-headed girl with the battle of Winterfell right around the corner?
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Davos schools Tyrion and Varys on Northern stubbornness and loyalty. Then he proposes a marriage alliance between Jon and Dany if the world should survive. And fucken gag me, Dadvos... I expected better of you! lol I believe the words he uses are “a just woman and an honorable man.” And I’m sorry, it’s just hard for me to reconcile this statement with the same Davos who was extremely skeptical of the things Missandei was saying about Dany last season. Or the same Davos who looked extremely uncomfortable with Dany’s tantrum on the beach when she accused her hand Tyrion, of not wanting to murder his family... but, I digress.
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We end this scene on Varys’ ominous words, sure to leave a bitter taste in your mouth: NOTHING LASTS. Drop those truth bombs, Varys.
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A marriage alliance between a truly just woman and an honorable man is probably still in the cards... just sayin’.
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We drop down from the battlements where Dany and Jon are strolling amongst the battle preparations. Of all the things they could be talking about: the wall falling, the issue of food shortages, etc. Dany brings up Sansa, of course. (no love triangle brewing here folks, none at all).
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Dany licks her lips and looks around coyly, as if annoyed. “Your sister doesn’t like me.” — well neither did Bran really, or any of the northern lords, but it’s only Sansa’s name on Dany’s tongue—how curious. (Not really).
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Jon’s eyes shift nervously before he turns to face her and sighs (because I’m telling you, he knew this was coming and it’s no coincidence that he’s kept his mouth shut and stayed out of the conflict). “She doesn’t know you.” Truth. He attempts a joke at how Sansa didn’t like him much either when they were growing up, but Dany isn’t amused.
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“She doesn’t have to be my friend, but I am her queen. If she can’t respect me…” Dany leaves the threat and it’s implications hang in the air between them, her eyes narrowing dangerously.
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Dark!dany is here, y’all.
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I’m sure Dany stans and the jonerii are twisting themselves into pretzels to explain this away.
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I mean, it’s not like Emilia herself didn’t warn us all that her character would be doing some ‘weird shit’ and we’d know when we saw it...
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But Jon’s face here is strikingly similar to these various scenes...
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And...
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And...
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Same. Ass. Energy. You do the math friends, but he’s certainly not looking upon her lovingly.
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Luckily for Sansa and Jon, the Dothraki steal Dany’s attention to inform her of the livestock count of the dragons’ current dinner menu: 18 goats and 11 sheep. Dany looks alarmed—the dragons are barely eating. Barely. Do you have any idea how many people that amount of livestock could feed?
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That’s why it’s really hard for me to not be critical of Dany’s character here. I realize she loves her dragons and they are her ‘children’, but in this moment she shows more empathy for the dragons lack of food (who truly can fly off and hunt) than that of the actual people who quite possibly could starve—and was irritated with Sansa for bringing it up.
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And I will show this fucken gif as many times as I want because it’s so important!!
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Food is so important. Don’t let the antis try and tell you otherwise.
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Jon and Dany go to check on the dragons, and we have the scene we were treated to from the early released stills.
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Jon asks what’s wrong with the dragons and Dany replies “they don’t like the North.” — and there is definitely a double meaning behind her words, as I don’t think Dany much likes the North, either. She climbs atop Drogon while Rhaegal expresses a curious interest in Jon.
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“Go on.” Dany encourages Jon. Not the brightest move to give your bf of 10 minutes the keys to one of your WMD’s, and especially since there are surely much more important things to be done since being made aware that the wall is down and your other child is now a flying ice demon, but hey, joy ride time you crazy Targ kids!
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So this must be the comedic scene the D’s talked about. I know everyone had mixed feelings about Jon riding a dragon, but I must say, I rather enjoyed this scene—except for the music, which for awhile seemed like a very jarring variation of the Truth theme. The music is very important in this show, so I’ll be curious to know when this pops up again, and where. Perhaps a dragon face off in another dance of dragons? Hmmm?
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Drogon takes the lead, and Dany seems rather amused at scaring the pants off of Jon when she nose dives Drogon into a ravine and Rhaegal follows. Oh, but what’s this? Jon has realized he can control Rhaegal on his own, and brings the dragon in for a landing. Dany—a bit surprised at this—follows suit. Girl, you should be worried.
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But she’s not, of course—at least not for long, because she’s busy being ‘twitterpated’ a’la a typical Disney flick, at the impressive place Jon chose to land—right beside an amazing waterfall. Props to loverboy, this is 10/10 primo scenery on the romance scale.
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I would like to take a moment here to be petty af and point out that it is Daenerys that says the “we could stay here a thousand years” line—not Jon. And who could forget his super-romantic and witty come-back; complete in his Northern drawl: “we’d be pretty old.”
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and Dany’s expression says everything! lol This from Mr. ‘I’d like to see you in a silk dress so I can tear it off you’. Pretty weak, Jon. You’re losing romance points for that!
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Okay, but all joking aside, because I know a lot of my fellow Jonsas were probably a little put off by this scene; let’s break it down. After Jon’s crappy comeback, Dany moves closer to him, and he says something kind of flirtatious and sweet: “It’s cold up here for a southern girl.”
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This is actually a very Jon-like thing to say, and I could even see this kind of banter between him and Ygritte. It’s also a very ‘equal’ thing to say—here, where no one is around, and formalities aren’t necessary. After all, had he said, “it’s cold up here for a southern queen,” it wouldn’t have had the same punch, now would it?
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However, Dany has no interest in being Jon’s equal — even here, alone, her first instinct is to remind Jon she’s the queen: “then keep your queen warm” — not, “then this northern boy better keep her warm”, or “then keep your southern girl warm.” Perhaps I’m reading too much into it, but that’s what hopped out at me.
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Now the kiss. Sigh. Yes, I’m not gonna lie, it definitely looks like Jon’s into it. But my darling Jonsas, before you’re ready to throw Jon under the bus (as I imagine quite a few of you did while I took an entire week to write up my recap) the parent reveal hasn’t happened yet! Simmer down and find your zen, Jon is not a northern fool!
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And for you antis lurking around: NO. This doesn’t negate political!jon. Not even a little bit. If political!jon is true, then he’s doing exactly what he committed to do—keeping Dany happy and keeping her North. The unfortunate trade-off is, she’s now their queen.
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But what do we have here? Drogon seems a little restless, and Jon immediately breaks the kiss, and casts nervous eyes in the dragons direction. (Gods yes, this is so romantic). Dany laughs it off and tells Jon not to be afraid, pulling him back into the kiss. But while she’s all oblivious and lost in the kiss, Jon leans her body sideways and opens his eyes to eyeball Drogon, who’s giving him a look like ‘bitch, I know who you are, and I know what you’re doing. Watch your back.’
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Is it a wonder why every single Jonerys love scene has been interrupted by weirdness? Bloody birth flashbacks, creepy brother voice-overs, no first kiss, growling stink-eyed Drogon... it’s almost like they’re trying to tell us that this isn’t really a romance.
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And this is where I leave you, for now. The last part will follow shortly, and NO, I won’t break my future recaps into parts. I only did it this way because myself and half my house are sick.
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thirst-trapnhl · 5 years
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The Borderline(brandon carlo)
(A/N): I’m soo thrilled to finally put this out into the world. I absolutely adore monte and I was so seriously inspired and thrilled by @babrielandeskog‘s ‘High Above Me’ and fell super in love with the idea of him with a plus sized lady. Hope you enjoy and thank you to the wonderful @cantevenskate for the editing and sweet words. Title is from Ariana Grande’s “borderline” (word count: 4241)
Warnings: sexy times, plus size reader/discussion of insecurities
You’re barely into the first 15 minutes of whatever movie Brandon’s put on before he grabs the remote and pauses it, turning to you with expectant eyes. “Why’d you pause it?” Your fingers fidget with the half empty beer bottle in your hand.
“Are you going to tell me what’s bugging you? You haven’t stopped moving since, like, the second you got here.” You feel yourself flush at the call out; you didn’t think you were that noticeable. You let out a little huff of breath, looking up at the ceiling and you can feel your resolve crumble just a little bit when you see Brandon’s small smile out of the corner of your eye.
“C’mooooon, you know you wanna tell me.” He’s looking at you now with a smug little face, like he knows you’ll give in. And you do, because you’re a sucker for him and you always have been.
You put your beer down on the side table next to you and begin to curl your legs under you, turning towards him on the couch. “Ok, well, I’ve just been really worried this week, I don’t have a date for my cousin’s wedding, I don’t even have a dress, everythingItryonlookslikecrapandI’msickofhatinghowIlook.” His eyes go wide as he tries his best to follow, by the end of your outburst you’re speaking so fast that he’s not sure he caught it all. “Hey, hey, (Y/N), calm down,” he reaches a soothing hand out to pat at your leg, “let’s go through that one at a time, yeah?” You can’t help but pout, feeling sort of silly for even bringing this up to him at all. “First things first, can you please stop staring at the ceiling and look at me?” There’s a little chuckle to his voice but when you finally bring your eyes down to meet his, there’s nothing mocking on his face. He asks when your cousin’s wedding is, and you give him the date, two weeks from tomorrow, and his brow furrows. “Why didn’t you just ask me? I’d love to go with you.”  A breath of relief leaves your lungs.
“I didn’t wanna be a burden, but if you’re sure, it’d be so awesome if you came.”He looks at you like you’re ridiculous, eyebrows up and lips pursed, “Of course I’ll come with you. Now that that’s settled, what’s the problem with the dress?” The tips of your ears burn at the thought of spilling your insecurities out to your, objectively gorgeous, Professional-Athlete-Hot best friend, but you know it’s way too late to tell him to forget it. You square your shoulders and take a deep breath, pretending like it’ll somehow make you brave enough to say the next sentence without the embarrassment pooling in your stomach.
“I can’t find anything to wear because every dress I try on doesn’t fit right or it makes me look like the mother of the bride.” He takes his phone from his pocket before you’re even done with the sentence.
“First of all, I’m sure you looked great in plenty of things, but I’m texting Jodie, the woman who helps the team pick suits. I’m sure she’ll have some suggestions.” You feel relief sink into your shoulders for a brief second before the tension returns with a vengeance.
“Bran, I’m sure she’d be helpful, but I am on a budget here.” He looks at you like you’re silly, the same look he gives you when you try to sneak cash to the waitress to cover the bill when you go out.
“If you find something you love, you know I’d love to get it for you. Honestly, consider it a loan that you’ll pay back in cooking dinner when we hang out.” You roll your eyes, huffing a breath out toward the ceiling. You look back at him grimly.
“Seriously?” He nods in earnest, like it’d really be a pleasure, and you finally give in, making a deal to yourself to still not pick out anything too over the top. “Now, can we put the movie back on? I’ve been waiting weeks to see it.” He grabs the remote from beside him and sets his shoulders square to the TV once again with a smug little look on his face, leaving you no choice but to push the whole ordeal to the side and turn your attention to the action on the screen.
Only two days pass by before your appointment with Jodie. You’ve agreed to meet at the big Nordstrom by your apartment and you’re 10 minutes early, so you’re surprised to find her already waiting for you, but even more surprised to see Brandon at her side, leaning against a jewelry case directly in front of the door. He sees you first, a wide smile spreading across his face. “There she is!” he moves to greet you and you stop just short of his arm span.
“B, what are you doing here?” You’re a little insecure at the thought of trying things on in front of him, scared of what happens when something doesn’t look the way you want it to. He grabs at your forearms and pulls you in, wrapping your hands around his waist before letting go to move his arms around your shoulders.
“I’m your date, (Y/N), and I’m paying. I figured we’d find you a dress and buy me a tie to match all in one go,” he’s excited to let you go and introduce you to Jodie, a classy and elegant woman who shakes your hand and gives you a knowing look when she notices that Brandon still has his arm wrapped around your shoulder paired with the flush creeping down your neck.
You end up trying on a couple of dresses, none of them too expensive or unflattering, and not at all to your surprise, Brandon is attentive and thoughtful when you come out of the dressing room every time. You’ve all agreed the purple anthropologie dress is the front runner, but Brandon can tell that you haven’t fallen in love with it. “Hey, Jodie, do we have anything blue?” He eyes the dresses she has in her hands to try next while she looks back at the rack she’s pulled before heading to the end of the options and holding up a bright blue dress to Brandon for inspection. He nods enthusiastically at her and she turns to knock on your fitting room door. “(Y/N), how about you try this one?” You call out an “okay!” and slip your hand through the door to grab the hanger. You slip it on and before you can even ask Jodie to come in to zip it up, you know it’s the one. You open the door wide, striking a silly pose, hand on your hip.
“Jodie, you’re an absolute legend.” She laughs, circling you to pull the zipper up.“Actually, Brandon suggested it.” You feel your cheeks flush as you look up at him, his crinkly eyes and full smile already directed at you, and it’s honestly contagious. Your voice is more timid than you expect when you open your mouth, smoothing your hands over the front.
“What do you think?”
He’s still smiling up at you, eyes crinkled just a little when he says, “You look wonderful,” and it’s hard to deny the way your stomach twists in on itself. It’s not until you’re back in the fitting room, in front of the mirror in your bra and underwear that you can settle your heartbeat; your reflection, with all its curves and dips and extra fluff serve as a reminder that this is something you can’t have. It’s not that you’re unattractive, or that you haven’t hooked up with hot guys before, but Brandon is a professional athlete, an objectively beautiful one at that. You’ve seen the girls he’s pulled at bars and parties and the girls who’ve sent him DMs on instagram, and you can’t bring yourself to think that you compare to them, no matter how much self confidence you’ve managed to build up over the years. He’s your best friend, a wonderful one at that, and you consider yourself lucky to even get to have him in your life, but it’s hard not to want when he looks at you like you’re something wonderful and special. You decide you can’t dwell any longer, pulling your clothes back on and meeting Brandon and Jodie in the waiting area.
“I’ve picked out some shoes and jewelry options for the dress, you can pick and we can be on our way.” You end up going with nude slingbacks and a beautiful drop necklace that hangs right at the center of your chest and Brandon rubs his hand soothingly down your arm when he feels you tense at the sight of him handing over his credit card.
Brandon arrives at your door at 6:00PM on the dot, and you’re about to tell him to give you one minute and you’ll be ready but you’re stopped in your tracks at the sight of him. You’re no stranger to how good Brandon looks in a suit, and it’s still a glorious sight to see, but you’re more focused on the giant bouquet in his hands. Once you finally peel your eyes off the white flowers and find his face, he’s giving you that same look as he did in the dressing room, the one that made your insides gooey, and you manage to stutter out a “uh, hey.” He laughs and moves to come in, walking past you to the kitchen.
“Go put your shoes on, I’m gonna put these in water.” You give yourself a moment to watch him maneuver through your space like he belongs there, like it’s his space too, before turning to walk back into your bedroom to grab your belongings and order your Uber. You take a deep breath to collect yourself before slipping on your shoes and jacket and giving yourself a final once-over in the mirror. You mean to give yourself a pep talk in the mirror, just a ‘you can do this, you can go to a wedding with your absolutely gorgeous best friend and it’ll be 100% fine and not at all weird’ but you just end up replaying the little moments you’ve spent with Brandon in the past 2 weeks. The way he offered his time up to be your date, all the genuine and thoughtful comments and compliments he’d given you while trying on dresses, the way he watched you from the hallway just now. It’s a little overwhelming and you end up having to shake your head to move past the thoughts.
Brandon’s leaning against your kitchen counter when you reenter the room, fiddling with his watch and when he looks up, time stops a little. He’s gorgeous, in a really obvious way, but that’s not what makes your breath catch in your chest. What was once a silly little crush on your best friend has turned into something else entirely. You really can’t tell how long you stand there staring at each other before your phone dings with a text, breaking the moment. It’s your uber, and you grab your keys from the table as Brandon follows you out, waiting as you lock the door behind you. It’s comfortably silent between the two of you as you get into the elevator and press the button for the ground floor. The doors slide closed and you look over at him. His hands are stuffed into his pockets and a soft, content smile is laid across his lips. “Thank you,” his eyes flit to meet yours, “for coming with me. And for the dress. And the flowers.” His elbow bumps you gently.
“Of course, I’ve got you. Always.” You let out a gentle breath somewhere between a sigh and a chuckle and lead him out the elevator doors to the lobby. The uber ride is short and you mostly spend it going over your family’s names with Brandon. When you finally enter the reception, you lead him to your table, introducing him to all the aunts and cousins who stop you on the way. Brandon’s wonderful about it all, of course, charming your whole family pretty much instantly and it’s just so nice. Nice to have someone to check in with you during the night, someone to murmur under your breath with during bridesmaids speeches. Someone to lean your back into in the dinner line and someone to laugh at all your drunk cousins’ dancing with. At some point, the thought crosses your mind that anything you get to do with Brandon is nice, but you shove that down as quickly as it came up when you hear Brandon’s favorite song come on. You drag him to the dance floor and he pretends to be upset about it until the chorus drops and he busts out some weird, dorky version of the twist. You throw your head back laughing and the warmth in your chest feels so good that you can’t do anything but accept it.
The end of the night finds you in the back of another uber, you and Brandon closer in the backseat than you were on the way there. A big hand comes to rest right above your knee and you turn to look at him. “Did you have fun?” he asks, and you nod.“Thank you again for coming.” His fingers squeeze around your leg a little bit.
“Anything for you.” A blush spreads across your face at that, and only intensifies when you realize Brandon is still looking you directly in the eyes, all soft and fond. Oh, fuck is the only thing that crosses your mind when you’re hit with the sudden realization that Brandon’s put the ball in your court today. Everything; the dress, the flowers, the casual hand on your back all day, all of it was him laying his cards on the table and, in the backseat of this uber, he’s waiting for you to lay out yours. You swallow hard, and look up at him a little through your eyelashes.
“You gonna come inside for a little? I have new K-cups.” He finally breaks eye contact to bow his head in laughter before relaxing a little further into his seat.
“Yeah, I’ll come up to test out some K-cups.” You settle back into silence after you reply with a “cool.” He keeps his hand on your knee the rest of the way home.
You leave the uber and make your way up to your apartment with Brandon’s hand on the small of your back and you’re sure he can feel the way your whole body’s burning with his touch. Unlocking your door while you’re acutely aware of Brandon’s body hovering closer to yours than usual is no easy feat, but when you swing the door open and he follows you in, everything seems a little more normal. You slip off your shoes and jackets, and he slides onto one of the stools at your kitchen island and loosens his tie while you turn to rifle through your coffee collection. “Ok, we’ve got Southern Pecan, Brown Sugar Crumble, Salted Caramel, or boring, plain old French Roast.”
He laughs at your obvious distaste for non-flavored coffee and chooses the pecan flavor, telling you “it’s the only fun option you have that would be even close to approved for my meal plan.” You stick your tongue out at him, used to his teasing about your sweet tooth. You place a mug for him under the machine and turn to face him, bracing your elbows on the counter.
“The flowers really are beautiful, B.” You can see the flush creeping up his neck as he clears his throat to speak.“Well, Bergy told me I couldn’t show up for a date without flowers, so he gave me his florist’s card.” You laugh at his forwardness, relieved that the tip-toeing feeling is gone.
“This was a date, was it?” You smile up at him as he stands and makes his way around the counter to stand in front of you.“Yup!” He pops the “p” and his big hands go to grab yours as you answer. “A little heads up would have been nice.” His head is bending down to meet yours and you simultaneously feel like this can’t possibly be real life and like this is exactly where you knew your friendship with Brandon was heading all along.
“How’s this for heads up: I’m going to kiss you now.” A breathless giggle leaves your mouth and you press up onto your toes, meeting his mouth half way. His hands let go of yours and wind their way around your waist as you let your fingers trace up his chest and neck to wrap around his jaw. He presses your bodies closer together and you pull away just enough to look at him. His eyelashes are resting against his cheeks and his mouth is open just slightly, lips pink and wet. Just as his eyes flutter open, you pull him down to kiss you again, licking at his bottom lip. You stay like that for a while, too caught up exploring each other’s mouths to realize you’re just standing in your kitchen. The beep of the coffee machine pulls you away from each other and you can feel his chest shake with laughter under your hands. “Go change into your pajamas and take your makeup off, I’ll make you a salted caramel coffee.” He plants a kiss to the top of your head before turning towards your coffee machine and when you walk into your bedroom, you could swear you’re floating. You get through your nightly routine, slipping into sleep shorts and a big tshirt and some fuzzy socks.
When you return to Brandon, bare faced and hair up, he’s sitting in the very middle of your couch with two cups of coffee on the table in front of him. “What are you, taking up the whole couch so I’m forced to sit next to you?” He looks to both his left and right before beaming up at you.
“Well, will ya look at that. Looks like you’re gonna have to snuggle up!” You can’t help but roll your eyes as you sit sideways facing him, your legs thrown over his thighs. He hands you your mug and you let out an appreciative hum at the warmth radiating through your hands.
“So,” you take a long sip before continuing, “when did you realize you had a big crush on me?” Brandon smiles bright at your teasing and rests his arms on your bent knees.
“You remember the first time you met the team? And Marchy told the guys to stop embarrassing me in front of my girlfriend?” You nod and he continues. “I realized I didn’t wanna correct him. I was just so relieved that none of them would try to hit on you in front of me.” You rest your head against his arm draped across the couch and scoot a little closer to his body.
“None of them are my type, don’t you worry.” He laughs a little before leaning forward to put his coffee on the table.“Your turn.” You motion for him to put your mug next to his on the table while you pretend to think.
“Let’s see, hmm. It had to be like the second I saw you, pretty much? Like, have you seen yourself?” One of his hands slides down your thigh into your lap and you begin to play with his fingers.
“We make a pretty hot couple, if I do say so myself.” He wiggles his eyebrows and you roll your eyes a little but lean in closer to him. “Tell me more about how hot I am, please.” He smiles as his brings his face to yours, noses bumping.
“Well, your lips,” he kisses you short and sweet, “always look so pretty wrapped around a bottle, or pouting up at me to get your way, or when you’re trying not to smile when Anders says something stupid.” He noses down your jaw and lets his lips trace your neck to kiss at your collarbones. “And your chest drives me crazy when we go out and you wear that tank top with the sparkles, and when I come over in the morning and I can tell you’re not wearing a bra under that sweatshirt you stole from me.” You go to protest that, ready to say that he left the sweatshirt in question at your apartment, but Brandon surprises you by pulling you fully into his lap, a knee on either side of his thighs. His hands travel from where he’s grabbed you around your waist, down to your hips where his thumbs press into the crease above your thighs. “I love to watch you dance at the bar. You move your hips and it’s like all I can think about is pressing myself up against them. How soft you’d feel under my fingers, how your legs would look wrapped around me.” You grab the sides of his face, drawing his gaze up to yours.
“I didn’t know you liked, uh, bigger girls like that.” His gaze goes dark and you don’t know what you’re expecting him to say but it’s certainly not “I like you like that. It wouldn’t matter to me if you were 100 or 400 pounds. Everything about you is what I’m into.” Every ounce of self restraint you may have had melts at that and you lean to kiss him again, this time grinding into his lap. You feel him harden underneath you at the same time his fingertips really dig in to the meat at your hips and you let yourself sink further into his chest. Brandon pulls away first, tugging at your t-shirt hem until you sit up, allowing him to peel it off and over your head.
His hands cup both breasts, thumbs brushing over your already peaked nipples. “So fucking hot, (Y/N), my perfect girl,” he dips his head down to lick at one and then the other and your head spins at the sight of him with his mouth on your tits.
“Fuck, B, please,” he wraps his lips fully around a nipple at your encouragement, fingers still brushing against the other. You’re too worked up at this point, panting above him and you can feel how wet you are with every tiny movement. “Please, Bran, I want you inside me.” He groans a little at that, head tipping back to rest against the couch, and you take that as your moment to get your feet on the ground so you can slide your shorts off. Stepping out of them when they reach your ankles, you pull on the leg of Brandon’s pants as he unbuckles his belt and unzips. You manage to get them past his knees before seating yourself back in his lap just past where his cock is straining against his underwear. You slip a hand into his boxer briefs to run your fingers along his shaft and he lets out a deep moan.
“You gonna ride me, baby? Wanna watch you so bad.” You scramble to the drawer in the nearby bathroom to find a condom and when you return successful, your mouth waters at the sight of Brandon spread out on your couch shirtless with his dick in his hand.
“As much as I wanna get on my knees and suck your dick right now,” Brandon closes his eyes at the thought, “I need you inside me way more.” He snorts out a laugh and pats his thighs, signaling you to climb back on. You both moan at the sight of you rolling the condom over him and you don’t waste time lining him up against your folds and sinking down. You stay like that, unmoving with your foreheads pressed together, feeling each other’s breath while you adjust and it isn’t long until your hips start to roll on their own accord, the press of him against your walls too good to resist.
“Fuck yeah, babe, just like that,” he guides your hips against him before his hands travel to your ass, gripping and squeezing to feel the way it bounces when he lets go. One of your hands travels from his shoulders down to your clit, rubbing circles in time with your movements and it’s not long before you feel yourself clench around him. Warmth spreads across every inch of your body and Brandon follows soon after, thrusting up to meet you as you ride the aftershock of your orgasm. When you both finally still, he slides out of you and ties the condom behind your back as you bury your face into the crook of his neck. A hand comes to rub soothingly up and down your back and Brandon can feel you smile against the skin of his chest. You finally bring yourself to peel yourself off of him to clean up, and the feeling of his eyes burning into you as you move around your apartment naked is almost enough to get you going again. You return to him, curling up against his side once more before looking up at him.
“You were right,” he cocks an eyebrow in question and you smile teasingly up at him. “We do make a pretty hot couple.”
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ruffiorocks · 5 years
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Rewatching season 5 of Game of Thrones
Rewatching Game of Thrones
1. Dany has some sense, not 100% on the ball but still not quite up to last weeks standards. She's constantly being advised on how to rule and simply refuses to actually pay attention. She arrives in cities and just assumes she knows how to rule them even though all she has ever lead is the Dothraki. Poor Hizdahr zo loraq 🙁 he tries to advice her on how the city runs and she just won't have it. She threatens to feed him to her dragons purely on the grounds that he is the head of his family. She then tells him he is going to marry her and he doesn't have much choice as the alternative is being a dragons lunch. Dany also openly still sleeps and flirts with Darrio just making herself look ridiculous. Hizdahr still tries to educate her on how the city works and she thinks she knows better. Well the poor guy had a tragic end. Dany tells Tyrion when she meets him she has dragons and that's how she'll take Westeros, hint hint there. She also punishes people by burning them alive whether she knows if they are guilty or not. Dany never really learned to listen to advice. She didn't know how to rule because she never had.
2. Tyrion has some sense, he even said he trusted Varys more than anyone else 😑. He told Dany dragons were not the way to go when it comes to Westeros. He spoke sense nds seemed to stop her in her tracks when he asked her why the common people should support her at all.
3. Jon has what counts as sense for Jon. He brought the wildings past the wall. He was a good Lord Commander.
4. Say what you will be about Qyburn but that guy was loyal to Cersei, probably the best friend she ever had. His death by his own Frankenstein creation was very underwhelming. But he stayed loyal to Cersei to the very end.
5. Stannis just burned that wonderful angel Shireen!! 😭😭 And not one soldier stood up for her! Remember when Stannis was boring and even the characters thought he was borning? But he was the one who probably would have made the best king. He was going to make Jon a Stark. He even gave his ships to Jon to save the Wildlings. Stannis didn't want to be king, he simply believed he was the rightful heir and that it was his duty to take the throne. Remember he knew that Cersei's kids weren't Roberts. So his only legitimate rival would have been Dany and she wasn't around. Renly was a younger brother and therefore a usurper. I believe without Melisandre Stannis would have been much better and level headed, he was taken in by a fanatic. Without her? Renly would still be alive and so would little Shireen!
6. The Dornish plot was horrific!! What were those Sand Snakes? Prince Doran was so boring! He had the potential to be much more exciting. But all his scenes were just him talking. What he was talking about made sense, but he was ridiculous when it came to Elira Sand, he should have locked her up the moment she disrespected him and took it upon herself to send threatening messages to Kings Landing on his behalf. Prince Trystane wasn't much better, all he did was walk in the gardens with Marcella and then lounge around with an entitled, pompous look on his face. He met a crap end as well. They missed such a good opportunity here, in the books Doran has three children. The eldest is a daughter named Arianne and she is his heir. Dorne doesn't practice male primogeniture. Arianne believes that Doran wants his second son Quentyn to be his heir and Quentyn goes off to court Dany. If I remember correctly he believes he can just say hi to a dragon and he pays the price. Arianne then decides she wants to crown Marcella as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Marcella loses an ear at some point. That would have been way more interesting than what we got.
7. Poor Sansa 😭 watching her scenes with Ramsey is still so uncomfortable. But man she still sasses him! The girl has strength and I will stand up for her no matter what!
8. Ollie sucks! We get it his fam were killed by Wildlings, Tormund led the raid. Ollie should have a beef with Tormund then. But he doesn't under and neither do the majority of the Nights Watch that leaving the Wildings beyond the wall will result in more white walkers. It's simple math! Grudges don't mean a thing when you're all dead!
9. Sam got laid lol good for Sam! Also Ghost came and saved Sam from being beaten up and Gilly from being raped.
10. Remember when the Night King was an actual threat? 😂 Remember when Jon and him had the longest stare down in TV history? We all thought that meant Jon would kick his ass at some point. Yeah.... I'm all Team Arya and everything but really? All that for Arya whose arc never included the Night King to be the one who killed him?
11. I have one episode left to go on this season and I can't remember if ive even seen Bran??? That right there says it all.
12. Margery got cocky! She was stupid to antagonise and humiliate Cersei of all people.
13. Tommen was sweet but entirely useless. So easily manipulated by Cersei. He sat around crying that Margery, Loras and Cersei were locked up but didn't actually protest once when Margery was dragged away. Say what you want about Joffrey but he never let Cersei manipulate him after he became king. Joffrey would have done something.
14. Theon got over being 'reek' pretty quickly. Also in later seasons it seems to have been forgotten he's supposed to be missing fingers and toes.
15. I don't entirely disagree with everything the High Sparrow was on about. He wasn't wrong about the wealthy lording it over people. When he said we are many you are the few it's a lesson that still applies today but people don't realise it. Those in power are there because we put them there and we let them stay there. He was a fanatic on other things though.
16. Uncle Kevan Lannister is such an underrated character! He didn't recognize Cersei's non existent authority and left Kings Landing and her to it. Then he came back and dealt with things quite well while she was locked up. Kevan should have been around more.
17. Sooo Margery, Loras and Lancel didn't have to do a walk of shame but Cersei did??
18. Little Finger sucked ass! He sold and tricked Sansa and actually believed she would forget that?
19. Olenna Tyrell is the queen of sass!
20. Ser Allister Thorne was a nob to Jon Snow. But he believed in his duty. He obeyed Jon when he became Lord Commander, he didn't stand with or up for Janis Slynt when he ridiculed Jon. He could have kept that gate shut to Jon and the Wildlings. He even told Jon he had a good heart. What he did was wrong, the same thing applies here as it did will Ollie, bigger picture! But he died with dignity and he died for what he believed in.
21. Why did Roose Bolton have Ramsey legitimatzed? He knew he was getting married and that could result in a legitimate heir. So why run the risk of your psycho bastard son (who you know is psycho) killing your true born heir?
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dykedteach · 5 years
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okay here we go, episode 2 second watch
(I think this is my longest liveblog I’ve done, but then again I feel like this is the most emotional a tv episode has made me since I finished Black Sails so like?)
so uhhh they’re really gonna hide all the valuable people in the crypts huh, they’re really following through on that
“women and children first” to DIE??? I M EAN
i’ve been thinking about this non stop since i first watched the ep and my growing dread is nigh unstoppable, if i had any doubts that the winterfell dead might rise, their whole repeated thing of “everyone will be safe down there” shot them straight down
i’m lowkey annoyed we missed out on what would have been an incredibly awkward introduction scene between jaime and literally everyone, but i’m glad his “trial” didn’t drag out
i want sam’s opinion on dany’s bloodthirst vis a vis avenging her father BC LIKE????
“i’d do it all again” honey be QUIET 
L O Y A L T  Y 
loyalty
l      o   yal     t e  a
lmao daenerys’ look of anger and disgust at brienne hopping to jaime’s defense alone makes me want her dead tbh
sansa being a better strategist, ruler, negotiator, and peacekeeper than both of her parents combined, is my weakness tbh
also He R  aRmOuR drESs !!!!! what a LOOK! 
d: “what does the warden of the north say about it?” j: [has dissociated solidly through the past six hours, is only now just realising it’s daylight and he’s in the great hall] uhhhhhhhhhhhh cool i guess?
tyrion finally breathing after daenerys lets jaime live is ridiculously endearing, i love the brothers’ relationship so much
baeworm death-glaring jaime is also ridiculously endearing tbh
i dig the gendarya love theme, i do i do i do
everyone keeps saying that the fact they had sex means one of them will die next ep but honestly? out of all the non jonerys pairings (missandei/greyworm, sam/gilly, jaime/brienne) i think they’re most likely to live through the battle, and the fact they have their own theme makes me doubt as well that they’ll end next episode
that poor guy who got in the way of arya and gendry’s dragonglass throwing foreplay, so close yikes
i can’t believe that out of everyone who bran has been weird to, jaime was the one to take his weird shit best
“how do you know there is an afterwards?”           sd;kjlas
djkasljdak;lsd
                        asjd;lsakdla;sd
        bran
                               bran stop
   please be fuckin w us bran
this brotherly love scene is great and it hurts me to think it might be their last solo scene
although the way they keep talking about how sure they are they’ll die....idk? and with bronn on the way with his crossbow? to have both, or either, die at winterfell with the battle seems a waste. plus, one of them needs to be the valonqar so?
i’d be satisfied seeing a dead tyrion rip cersei apart though, i’ll admit that
JAIME GAZING AT BRIENNE INSTEAD OF LISTENING TO HIS BROTHER
pod has come so far in his fighting i love him so much i love brienne’s proud mama expression hes. he’s 100% going to die. for sure. 
“we have never had a conversation that’s lasted this long without you insulting me, not once” KJASDKLASJDKALSJDALKSD 
“i came to winterfell because...” Y OU LOVE HER DUMBASS
i still ship jorah with dany more than jon, fight me
i love the confirmation that all the bad blood between them is under the bridge, i love that he convinced her to make peace with tyrion and sansa, i love that he’s made peace with tyrion taking up his position, made peace with his house, with his relationship with his father...........
he’s absolutely toast and i hate it.
he’s going to die for dany with one last “khaleesi” and it’s going to break my heart
“we have other things in common” yeah you both have jon in your immediate family trees lmao
i’m confused by the “someone taller” comment, who’s she talking about? everyone else hurt her or betrayed her at some point. is it barristan? is it baeworm? it should be baeworm
ok so. i don’t need or want sansa to end up with anyone. 
that said
if it had to be a man
my heart almost jumped out of my chest when she and theon hugged, i didn’t expect her to get this emotional at all, shit i didn’t expect MYSELF to get this emotional
HER TEARS
THEY BOTH NEED HUGS IM GLAD THEY GET HUGS
soup dad can’t die i forbid it
let’s talk about gilly for a second, how far she’s come, from a scared abused girl to a strong, caring, confident woman and mother, i’m so emotional please protect her
DAVOS ADOPTING CHILDREN LEFT RIGHT AND CENTRE
THE SHIREEN THEME PLAYING OVER THAT BIT IM ASJDKASDJ
i’m super surprised edd and beric survived the hearth, i thought there would be more of a fight there
LITTLE CROW
i know people crack ship them, but like, they’d almost be better suited than jon and daenerys
while i adore the idea of theon making amends for taking winterfell from bran by defending winterfell and protecting bran from the night king, i know in my heart that all it’s going to result in is a very dead theon (and probably a dead bran)
why do i feel like while well intentioned, having dragons near the godswood is.....a mistake
i’d love for bran and tyrion to both survive, i’d love to see them talk more as equals because they’re so similar intellectually (i know they had scenes when bran was a kid, but that doesn’t count)
missandei and greyworm are too good and pure for this earth, i want them to leave, i want them to go to naath and never come back, i want them to find a little house by the water and eat fruits and find missandei’s family and take in some stray children, some street cats to lay lazily on the stones of their porch, maybe missandei teaches the children of their village every morning under the rising sun, maybe greyworm becomes a tradesman, makes shoes or ale or binds books for the locals, they grow old and content together and the children they took into their home, now grown adults with their own children, bury them side by side underneath carved stones, i want them more than almost anyone to have a happy ever after because if anyone deserves it it’s those two
but there are dreams that cannot be
and greyworm is almost certain to die next episode
maybe missandei too, but i’m not sure
until then, i will live in my fantasy.
i love my nights watch boys, i love that they talk about grenn and pyp, i miss those lads
sam being the playful, banter-full, confident guy he is, i love him so much i’m so happy for him he better fucking survive (and maybe become lord of horn hill who knows? he has a wife and a son so ? 
honestly the idea of tywin knowing jaime and tyrion are defending winterfell is so wonderful
ha ha h ah ah  ah h a i love tyrion and jaime so much that i. i forget. temporarily. about tyrion’s first wife
brienne stopping pod from drinking and then tyrion just.......fuckin pouring a large one out for the lad
please, let him drink, it’ll be his last
davos is such an old man i love him
jaime looking between brienne and tormund with amusement is the best thing ever
davos’ concern over ten year old tormund hopping into bed with a giant is incredible. dad mode. always on dad mode.
hound’s not gonna die yet, not until cleganebowl, he’s safe next ep for sure. so he’s allowed to be a grumpy old git for a bit
beric is straight up gonna die tho
“might as well be at a bloody wedding” g o d i dont like that foreshadowing
beric is so cheery and amicable im gonna miss him
i’m so glad that they gave arya agency, and a sweet, un-sexploited, in-character sex scene, there’s so few really good sex scenes in this show and i’m glad she got one of them
(no matter how long i spent the first time around watching through my fingers and cringing, i KNOW she’s an adult and maisie is an adult but god she’s still such a kid in my eyes)
as soon as the gloves started coming off i screamed
he is a sweet sweet boy and i wouldn’t want my murdering badass fave to be with anyone else
i appreciate them showing her scars as part of it, i can’t quite put my finger on why but it was nice to see that
i feel like once i get over the weirdness of like, “hey that’s arya”, it’s probably one of the hotter sex scenes in the series? just for passion and use of consent and stuff
i can’t even begin to elaborate on how perfect brienne’s scene is
it’s immediately one of my favourite scenes in the whole show, i honestly don’t have the words
it’s better than any marriage vows that have been taken in the whole series, and to see brienne proud and happy is just...incredible.
the mormont scene i wanted!!!
this is such a touching scene between two of my faves, i want jorah and sam to be pals forever but i know its just....not happening
the fact that sam starts in the crypt but i know he ends up on the battlefield is....concerning to say the least
god. that song. that song is everything
im too in my feelings to care about jonerys, sorry
i can genuinely believe that jon loves her, and doesn’t care about the iron throne or any titles really for that matter. but the other way around? i’m not so sure.
ok so my survival list: dany, jon, sansa, tyrion
everyone else is at risk please pray for me
oh also i bought the download of Jenny and already cried to it three times this evening, so the credits are making it a round four
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Bran’s Vision S6/E6 - the Most Important 15 Seconds In the Show’s History
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Why Bran’s vision from Season 6 / Episode 6 “Blood of My Blood” is potentially the heaviest bit of ominous foreshadowing ever featured on the show and what it might mean for the ending.
“Blood of My Blood” opens with Meera trying to carry Bran to safety following the Night King’s invasion of the base of the Three Eyed Raven and Children of the Forest. Rip Hodor.
In the first 60 seconds of the episode, Bran has two different sets of visions that happen so incredibly fast that viewers undoubtedly miss a TON of what Bran experiences.
During that first 60 seconds, about 15 seconds are spent in Bran’s visions which are interspersed with cuts back to Meera frantically trying to save both of them.
Now, some of Bran’s visions are of ravens/crows which are sort of indeterminate in their purpose, so for the sake of this analysis I will leave those aside.
Here’s a crazy stat: other than visions of crows and the sunset/sunrise (A Dream of Spring?) visions, Bran has 50+ visions involving characters we know in about 10 seconds.
Doesn’t leave much time to take it all in, does it? The part that really gets me is that most of the images repeat - but again - it’s so fast that viewers can’t even process all the information they’re being given.
Luckily, I slowed it down enough to really look carefully at what was being shown and the results are stunning and scary and exciting and overall serves as a grim warning of the coming STORMS.
To make this the easiest to read, I’m going to practically go slide-by-slide working off the assumption that the order in which the visions were shown was not an accident on the part of the producers - therefore I think it makes sense to go through these in order.
After the initial group of pictures, I’m going to start grouping multiple pictures. If you think the groupings are off, feel free to provide your own to counter my points because the way I grouped the pictures later is my way of connecting all the information we were blasted with as viewers.
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1. Pyromancers under the employ of The Mad King
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2. Drogon
How do I know this is Drogon? Well these shots are an exact rip from S5/E5 when Tyrion and Jorah sail through the ruins of Valyria.
3. My proof that this is Drogon
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Absolutely 100% indisputably Drogon.
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4. Drogon flying over King’s Landing.
How do I know that’s Drogon and not Undead Viserion or Rhaegal? You’ll find out soon enough.
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5. The Mad King
Well that doesn’t bode well. We go pyromancers to Drogon to Aerys. Makes it strange to lump Drogon in with these other two if dragons are meant to be heroic right?
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6. The Night King
Well that’s even worse. The Mad King straight to the Night King? That’s making a deliberate connection, one would think.
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7. Undead Karsi
Reminding us of the dangerous peril that Westeros finds itself, in case you had forgotten.
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8. Bran’s fall
In many ways, the event that sparked the political troubles in Westeros but also started Bran on his important mission to become the 3ER.
This clip heavily implicates Jaime’s role in the wars to come.
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9. The Red Wedding / Catelyn
Bran is shown the events of the Red Wedding. I can’t think of much reason other than to reinforce that suffering House Stark has been forced to endure.
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10. Drogon again
Drogon right after some a couple terrible events: Bran’s fall and Catelyn’s murder. Does this foreshadow Drogon being involved in a tragic event?
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11. Drogon over KL again
Well, that’s not a good sign. You might be wondering, “what makes you so sure that’s Drogon?” and here’s my almost 100% proof...
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12. Drogon’s birth (ft. Daenerys)
We are shown Drogon’s first appearance on the show. His flying in Valyria (the DOOM OF VALYRIA) and his birth bookend a dragon flying over King’s Landing. I’d say that’s as conclusive as it gets seeing only a shadow.
Now it starts getting really crazy.
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13. Night King and Craster’s son
THE SHOW EXPLICITLY COMPARES DANY AND HER DRAGONS TO THE NIGHT KING AND CRASTER’S SON.
~ Me, just now
And it makes so much sense. Daenerys used fire to create the dragons while the Night King used his ice. Neither the dragons nor Craster’s sons are biologically related to their new masters.
That’s absolutely insane.
*take a breath*
That’s what I’ll call the first “phase” of the visions because after that, the images start to repeat (with the same sequencing). I’ll group the sets of visions that are repeats of the previous sets to reinforce that a lot of the visions are patterned intentionally.
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14. Same images. Seems important then, right?
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15. Ned Stark Beheading
Now we get Ned Stark’s death. Again, we’re not meant to see any of this as a good sign - but House Stark is the entity shown to be suffering the most during these visions. It could be because it’s Bran’s vision and he’s a Stark but I think it’s because House Stark is the most important family unit that carries the burden of fighting these threats.
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16. ANOTHER set of images comparing Dany and her children with the Night King and his children.
Holy smokes.
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17. Jaime Confronts the Mad King
Seeing the impending destruction of King’s Landing, Jaime (who actually warned the Mad King about trusting his own father, Tywin) makes his decision to kill the Mad King.
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18. Ned/Jaime/Robb
This series is tough to figure out. You have Ned (with blood on his hands featured?) immediately followed by the two most famous instances of betrayal we’ve seen on the show: the Kingslayer and the Red Wedding.
Walder Frey even tells Jaime that they’re both Kingslayers. 
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19. Robb / CotF / Hardhome / Jaime on the Throne
Soooo...it’s been a theory of mine for a little while that Jon Snow and Jaime Lannister are essentially mirrors (link) of one another.
There’s a lot of stabbing/betrayal imagery here and there’s a lot of imagery linking Jaime and Jon.
Let me see if I can explain a bit:
Betrayals and stabbings are so common in GoT. Jaime Lannister is the “first” one associated with this behavior. He’s the Kingslayer, afterall. Yet we see throughout the show that our initial view of events are but a view of a surface and underneath things can be much more complicated.
Jaime is now practically seen as heroic for his Kingslaying by viewers, if not by Westeros. So even if Jaime isn’t yet a hero, the act that earned him the name “Kingslayer” was actually rather heroic in the context of saving half a million people. Where I see the connection to Jon is in the very clear way the show features Jaime fighting Fire and Jon fighting Ice and no other characters are really shown opposing either force.
Jaime is killing the Mad King who wants Fire. I don’t think it’s a stretch to say Aerys was a slave to fire by this point. Jon is killing the WW at Hardhome, who is also a slave to ice.
Jaime sits atop the Iron Throne that Jon (probably) has the best natural claim to on the show.
Told you this was heavy heavy heavy stuff here.
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20. NEW IMAGE ALERT. Did anyone catch?
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This one. What does this DIRECTLY FREAKING CALLBACK?
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And it IMMEDIATELY follows the images of Dany and the birth of her dragons. 
So again, we have a clear connection between the way in which the Night King creates White Walkers and the way in which Daenerys created her dragons.
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#21 Concluding Shots / Creation of Night King / Death of Mad King / Destruction of King’s Landing
The last images are of the creation of the Night King, the death of the Mad King, and the images from Cersei’s explosion of the Sept in S6/E10.
How do I think this is connected in a narrative way?
The creation of the Night King and the death of the Mad King both intimately connect the current events in Westeros at the onset of Season 8.
The forces of Ice and the forces of Fire are connected in a way that makes a link of the Night King to Daenerys almost unmistakable. 
Couple that with the way in which Hardhome and the Loot Train Battle were filmed (linked) and you have a very strong connection.
Further, you have Jon and Jaime both shown as opposing the representative of Ice and Fire respectively.
I was surprised to find very little analysis of these visions elsewhere because this is so thick with foreshadowing that it’s practically screaming two things at the viewers:
1.) “THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED IN THE PAST AND THIS IS WHY IT MATTERS NOW!!!!”
2.) “THIS IS THE SONG OF ICE AND FIRE!!!”
I’ve put a lot of emphasis in the Hardhome and FoF 2.0 sequences which heavily link Daenerys with the Night King through the POV’s of Jaime and Jon respectively. 
I found all of that stunning. And yet this blows that all away. This SHOWS these characters back to back to back to back to back repeatedly. 
In all I counted:
Drogon: 14 times Mad King / Pyromancers: 14 times Night King: 13 times
Now a little bit on the sequencing:
Every instance in which images of Drogon were shown, the image of Daenerys “giving birth” to Drogon was also shown.
Every single time Daenerys was showing creating Drogon, the Night King was shown with Craster’s son. Every. Single. Time.
Every single time there was a set of images featuring the Mad King/Dragons first, it was followed by a set of images featuring the Night King and THEN it was followed with the death of a Stark.
Catelyn / Ned / Lyanna / Robb - all preceded with images of Fire and images of Ice
- UNTIL -
They show the image of Jon at Hardhome and when Jaime kills the Mad King. The last few images after that do not contain a character we know being hurt.
This wasn’t an accident. I firmly believe that in some combination these two characters will be the ones that destroy Daenerys and the Night King.
I don’t know how, I don’t know who will do what, but Bran’s visions so heavily foreshadow both as sort of “heroic” figures that I can’t see it happening any other way.
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syhraus replied to your post: syhraus hum… avoid the recent anime version, not...
good, i hope you’ll have a nice time catching on with the old anime -3- Also on a sidenote, why are some animes nowadays worse than animes made years ago ? I mean technology got better, so they should be able to make better animes no ?
I could answer this but it would take another 5 page essay to explain everything @__@
In as little amount as typing as possible;
1: Homogenization. In modern times, people have a more set idea of what “Anime” should be about. And the industry is more and more catering to this mindset with its stories and character designs. Meaning shows have gotten extremely formulaic as the anime studios want to appeal to what they believe their audience wants in anime. Meaning less risks are taken in writing, plot, art style, animation, character, genre, etc etc. And people fall for it (look at how many people call Mob Psycho 100 “cheap” and “Ugly” despite it having some of the best animated sequences in a show lately just because it doesn’t follow conventional anime character design) Basically most of anime’s problems fall into this category. From the fanservice, the boring stories, the moe girls, the cliche’d tropes. Almost all of it is designed to cater what the anime industry think fans want in an “anime”. The studios see this as “safe” and therefore a low risk high rewards system for business. And despite it generally thought that anime is not as good as it use to be, its still raking in enough money to justify this mindset. (similar to Hollywood’s current treatment of movies btw)
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2: Pushing merchandise. Many anime are made purely with the mindset that people will spend hundreds of dollars on its merchandise (especially figurines) if the characters are “pretty” enough. This means animation itself becomes stilted and bland as every frame is meant to have the characters look pretty at all times. Meaning less movement and range in expressions. It also affects character design. Some shows almost feel machine assembled and obviously exist for no other reason than to sell its own merchandise. with hollow characters and flat story telling.
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3: Higher profit margins. Like all businesses everywhere, the anime industry wants more profit for less expense. Meaning some anime get outsourced to inexperienced cheap studios that result in lackluster animation and visuals. They spend less on making the actual show and therefore get more profit when the show sells.
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4: Catering to what they think the audience wants, without asking the audience. This is almost the same as the first point, but in this case, it also means even though many an audience member might be eager for something better and more interesting in anime (which is why shows that DO try and be different often do pretty alright) the industry as a whole don’t like risks. And instead of trying to find new things which are good, they doggedly cling to what has been working for them for the past 10 or 20 years and what has been reliable. Thereby telling its own audience “this is what the trend is in anime right now!”. Even if the audience itself is not even really interested in this trend any more. (Luckily Shounen Jump can help this slightly with its reader poll on what is the most popular series running which often dictates what will get made into anime. But this doesn’t count for the hundreds of anime made every year which have nothing to do with Jump)
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5: Visuals over writing. This also ties into the above point of every frame looking pretty and pleasing to the eye. But in this case specifically it means that as long as a show looks PRETTY, it doesn’t have to actually be...  you know.... well written. It just needs good looking characters in nice outfits, flashy fight scenes and some fanservice or other form of “sexiness” and it will make money.
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6: Over-saturation. Especially in art style and tone. An obvious one. Too much anime made all at the same time. So instead of quality anime given time and effort, larger amount of anime are churned out instead. Studios copying other studio’s popular shows, chasing whatever the big trend is at the moment before it dies out, not taking time to craft a good show. Instead focusing on making it fast and getting it out. Quantity over Quality.
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7: Over reliance on brand. This is for things such as Berserk and Sailor Moon and such. Where a company or studio will make an anime of an already super popular franchise or title that’s been popular for years. And then put in the minimum amount of effort into it. Because the recognition of the brand itself guarantees profit. So they cut costs everywhere else and rely on bran name recognition.
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and 8: Animation still requires human animators with artistic skill and time to animate. Flashy effects, camera movement and other pointless CG effects, do not. And animators cost money, especially if they need more time to animate things. So you either give your animators less time to animate, or you animate in CG because it takes less time to do. Or both.
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Anyway there’s like a TON more but those are the basics.
As always, I’m linking my Tip Jar on posts like this from now on as they take well over an hour to write every single time.
(Time taken to write reply: 2 hours)
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asoiaf for the meme thing :)
ALL OF THE QUESTIONS? ALL OF THE QUESTIONS. *cracks knuckles* beware: cersei fans pls skip this post it was named salty asks and I’m not trying to sound nicer as I’d try to be usually
What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get? see the crackship question for an appropriate answer to this since out of the ships that actually are canon I do *get* why they’re a thing
Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP? jon/sansa, any stark*cest tbh
Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion? in asoiaf? yesterday I unfollowed someone because I realized they changed their blog title to an anti jon/sansa thing (WHY DON’T SHIT ON OTHERS’S SHIPS) and on top of that they hated jaime and at some point made a post dissing him in the tags and then basically wishing brienne ended up with hyle and NO THANK YOU
Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP? t/ramsay, l/annincest and sansa/marg, t/ramsay is like 50% of what theon fans are into so I guess it’s popular but I don’t mind since the fans are chill and tag everything, l/annincest isn’t as popular as it could be and I honestly hope it keeps on declining because I’m petty and salty and the more time passes the less I can stand it, sansa/marg is sadly very popular and it’s half the reason why I can’t read a lot of t/hrobb stuff around because it’s the sideship and I can’t stomach it for reasons related to how obnoxious the shippers were during s3
Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you? in asoiaf? no but the part of sansa fandom who in s5/6 decided that whichever character shared a screen with her (from jon to theon to brienne) had to be dissed on principle was putting up an admirable effort to ruin the character for me
Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated? *thinks* .... nah, but the t/hramsay fandom is a+ and has done wonders in not making me see it even if I stalk the theon tag which means I tolerate it a lot more than I used to
Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now? the show
Have you received anon hate? What about? *thinks* meh someone once sent me hate because I was arguing theon didn’t owe the starks anything and then there was the slew of j*aime/cersei anons a couple years ago who kept on sending asks like ‘he can’t be with brienne because she’s too ugly’
Most disliked character(s)? Why? cersei. good lord I guess she’s interesting for what she is but the only kind of *horrible people* I enjoy reading are *competent* horrible people and not only she’s incompetent, out of her mind and so self-absorbed she can’t even be an efficient villain, but like the fact that she’s an abusive narcisist asshole who fandom likes to present as a FEMINIST MODEL before declaring that she and jaime MUST BE THE SAME PERSON SO HE HAS TO BE AN ASSHOLE doesn’t help, also I find her povs boring af and I’m not interested in her head at all, and cherry on top anyone who laughs about catelyn going insane when she saw robb die in front of her is dead to me as anything. also she has the most fucking obnoxious subfandom in this fandom and she’s basically everything I detest in a) a person, b) a fictional character, so. yeah. hahaha. years ago it’d have been ramsay but the ramsay fandom is a LOT less horrid than hers, so.
Most disliked arc? Why? dany’s adwd arc, because it was too long and too much filler and I slept through about 70% of it like I honest to god don’t remember half of what happened. 
Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? THEON GREYJOY because he’s the objectively best written and conceived character in there never mind the most original one grrm’s ever come up with and a delicious deconstruction of everything he sets to deconstruct and he has the best identity arc ever and I’m a sucker for identity arcs and fandom hates him sooooo *sigh*
Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? every time I hear brienne’s chapters are boring I want to weep and bang my head against the wall because they’re in my top three asoiaf povs and like it was the first time I ever related to a fictional character because of things we had in common and tbh I thought it was exquisitely done and the exploration of post-war westeros was a+ and I loved everything about it
Unpopular opinion about XXX character? I don’t have a character so I’m just gonna pick one I have an unpopular opinion about hmmm I don’t think bran’s chapters are boring and I don’t hate jorah
Unpopular opinion about your fandom? oh god idk about the whole fandom but let’s just say that for how much I bitch about it, it’ 100% better than ANY other fandom around rn 
Unpopular opinion about the manga/show? the SHOW? lol, if I say I don’t like 90% of what they choose it’s not UNPOPULAR anymore I guess? idk I think yara’s a terrible character and has nothing to do with asha but everyone seems to love her so
If you could change anything in the show, what would you change? LOL I’d reinstate jeyne westerling instead of that horrid talisa stuff and then I’d put winterfell back where it belonged as in with jeyne poole and theon being the main character talking about MAIN STUFF, I’d get someone to inform theon that ramsay died, I’d have killed ramsay through jon beheading him and I’D HAVE SCRAPPED WITH FIRE THAT RIDICULOUS ENDING OF S5 WHERE THEY KILLED SHIREEN SO THEN THEY COULD MAKE BRIENNE KILL STANNIS IN THE MOST OOC THING I EVER SAW IN THAT SHOW sigh ah and jon*dany wouldn’t be canon by now I guess and lady stoneheart would have been a thing
Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen… .... yeah right instead of talisa I’d have had jeyne, instead of sansa and theon I’d have had jeyne and theon and jaime would have dumped cersei properly two seasons ago
Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased? no, but harping at people who ship something popular and not canon telling them they’re in denial/biased is really fucking irksome
What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom? sorry I can’t pick ONE. on the same level: *book readers* who obviously haven’t read the entire thing, people who think jaime is the same person as cersei, whoever in the l/annincest fandom sends the monthly anons telling jb shippers how biased they are and that no one gives a fuck about jon connington. ah, and that people still think theon betrayed *the starks*
What is the purest ship in the fandom? jon/sam
What are your thoughts on crack ships? listen I enjoy crack ships myself but I hate it when some become more popular than actual sensed ships when they’re a thing because of aesthetics and I REALLY hate that in this fandom a lot of crack ships are more popular than ships that make sense or are canon (see: jaime/sansa - WHY IT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE - vs jon/sam or jonc/rhaegar, or the fact that rhaegar/HARRY POTTER has more effective fics than jonc/rhaegar, or jaime/sansa probably having more effective fics than jon/ygritte since the latter is always a sideship or IN THE PAST and if you take the dany/jon and sansa/jon out of the ao3 search you get... 300 maybe, and actually add sam/anyone in the list of ships that don’t get following HMMM GUESS WHY) that said jonc/the blackfish is the crackship of the century and I’ll go down with it (and I enjoy a lot of others ie jon/asha XDD)
Popular character you hate? if she counts as popular, cersei. otherwise dany’s not my fave but I don’t hate her or anything I just don’t like her that much. ah no wait show!margaery like I honestly don’t get what’s so special about marg period
Unpopular character you love? THEON
Would you recommend XXX to a friend? Why or why not? of course I’d recommend asoiaf to people I do love it XD
How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX? it’s not ended already but I want jon ALONE on the throne, dany back in essos, the other starks in winterfell, theon getting a break and jaime and brienne being ridiculously happy on tarth (I KNOW IMPROBABLE IDC)
Most shippable character? def. jon like I ship him with a bunch of people too bad none of them are sansa or dany #hahahahahaha 
Least shippable character? idk out of people I actually ship with anyone period def. brienne like if she’s not with jaime or he’s not involved I really don’t see her with others (tho I’ll admit to watching the tormund/brienne crack vids because they’re amusing), also meh arya because I only ship her and gendry? 
WOW I COULD MAKE IT XD
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Best Awesome Quotes That Will Motivate You To Lose Weight
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Motivation quotes
“Losing weight is not my thing.” Do you often say this to yourself or your friends? But deep down do you feel let-down by yourself? Well, I did too. We are too scared of stepping out of our comfort zones. I remember telling myself that it’s ok to be chubby, I love to eat, I will start exercising tomorrow. This attitude finally made me 30 pounds heavier and posed serious health risks. To motivate myself to workout and eat healthy every day, I started writing motivational quotes on post-it notes. I put them at every nook and corner of my home, and this trick really worked! Today I am fit, active, more productive, and positive. So, for those of you who find it tough to change the current lifestyle, these top 20 weight loss motivational quotes will really help you, and you can reach your target weight in no time. Let’s begin.
Top 20 weight loss motivation quotes
1. Only I Can Change My Life, No One Can Do It For Me
t’s true, isn’t it? You can blame your trainer, dietician, or even your family and friends for your weight gain. But at the end of the day, you have to take control of your life. If you do not adhere to the diet and exercise plan, even the best trainers and dieticians can do nothing about it. Learn to say “No” politely but firmly to your friends and family when they lure you into unhealthy habits. Tell yourself why losing weight is important for you. This will keep you motivated.
2. Slow And Steady Wins The Race
This adage holds true even in this fast moving age. If you want to lose weight and maintain it, you need to go slow. Don’t look for fad diets that have flooded the market. They are called fad for a reason. You will only lose water weight and gain more weight back as soon as you stop the diet. When you start slow, you tend to change your lifestyle gradually. You will lose weight slowly, but your weight loss will be healthy and sustainable.
3. The Struggle You Are In Today Is Developing The Strength You Need for Tomorrow
When you start working out or eating healthy, it will be difficult to adhere to it. Even doing 10 reps of jumping jacks may seem like a struggle. But as you keep doing it you will be ready for more complex challenges. You will build mental and physical strength for the upcoming obstacles. Obstacles that you can overcome if you sweat and struggle today.
4. Food, Like Your Money, Should Be Working For You
I firmly believe in this. If you are spending your money and time to achieve something, it better produce results. This is the smartest weight loss quote and will compel you to think whether you are making smart food choices or not. If you are spending more on unhealthy foods, then you will definitely gain weight. Try to spend your money wisely by eating green leafy veggies, nuts, fish, chicken breast, tofu, mushroom, lentils, sprouts, multigrain biscuits or bread, olive oil, rice bran oil, herbs, and fruits.
5. The Road May Be Bumpy But Stay Committed To The Process
Yes, everyone has those days when they give in to cravings, or they skip working out. Plus, initially you will be less inclined to eat healthy and your body will be sore due to exercising. But that’s OK. In fact, every once in a while you should eat 500 calories more than the calories prescribed in your diet chart. This prevents the metabolic rate from plateauing. You may not immediately learn the proper way to squat, you may not do 10 push-ups right away, or you may even get injured. But don’t let these reasons stop you. Keep learning by staying committed.
6. If You Are Tired Of Starting Over, Stop Giving Up
We have all done it. Tried different diets, joined new and better gyms, experimented with alternative methods of losing weight. But the main drawback is that we expect results too soon without staying 100% committed. And then again we start over with a new diet plan and a new gym. This process tires you out, robs you of your confidence, and is a demotivator. Identify your weak points, write them down, and strategize a solution. For example, if you have the habit of snacking frequently, better snack on healthy foods. If you can’t get up in the morning, go to the gym after work or school or workout at home.
7. Be The Best Version Of You
You know you can do much better than what you are doing now. The only person standing between you and your better version is you! Creepy but true. This quote helped me tremendously and I stopped holding my trainer, dietician or anyone else responsible for my weight gain. This quote will trigger the hormones that will help you become strong willed. You will be motivated to go an extra mile to reach your weight loss goals.
8. Be Stronger Than Your Excuse
We women can come up with countless excuses to escape workout and eating junk. Feeling tired, got my periods, just one more bite, ice cream to beat the blues! These are just a few excuses women use to get over their guilty feelings and justify their frequent slip-ups. C’mon, you are way stronger than these excuses. You have achieved so much; you manage everything, you take care of others. Now it is time to take care of yourself. Be strong, take a step forward.
9. It’s Not A Diet, It’s A Lifestyle Change
Many people ask me which diet I am following. But I do not follow any “diet plan.” I lead a healthy way of life. And that’s the best way to lose weight, live fit, stay young, and be more efficient. Incorporate healthy lifestyle gradually so that it’s a smooth transition. This will soon become a habit and transform into a healthy lifestyle over a period.
10. Doubt Kills More Dreams Than Failure Ever Will
Anything good that can happen to us is just too good to be true. In fact, we are so critical of ourselves that we give up on our dreams too easily. Don’t let it happen for your weight loss. Yes, you deserve to look and feel your best. And believe me, you can achieve the body that you always wanted to. So what if you failed many times? Failures are stepping stones to success, learn from them and move forward.
11. Nothing Tastes As Good As Being Thin Feels
I totally agree with this. Being a foodie myself, it was not easy to stop myself from eating all kinds of foods. But once I started taking my weight loss goals seriously, and I lost weight I never felt so good about myself. To wear trendy clothes is one thing and to look good in them is another. Being thin doesn’t mean you have to be skin and bones, strive to be toned and shapely. You will feel light and be more comfortable with yourself.
12. Will Is A Skill
When it comes to losing weight your will power is most important. If it breaks too soon, you will not be able to lose weight. It is tough to endure pain and mental dissatisfaction, but that lasts only a few days. But then you have to train your brain to stay focused and determined. You will develop this skill gradually. It will take time but will give you results in all aspects of your life, not just weight loss.
13. Stressed Spelled Backwards Is Desserts. Coincidence? I think not!
Whenever we are stressed, we reach out for a cup of ice cream, chocolates, cakes, pastries and what not! Stress leads to emotional eating, and we tend to overeat, which ultimately leads to weight gain. When you workout and eat well you will kick the triggers of the stress out of the window. Be it stress at work or stress of not being able to lose weight, taking stress is not going to help you.
14. An Active Mind Cannot Exist In An Inactive Body
The more inactive you become the idler your mind gets. Or even if your mind stays active it will only work in a negative way. It will send you wrong signals of hunger and dissatisfaction. So, start incorporating at least an hour of physical activity into your daily routine.
15. Strive For Progress, Not Perfection
Don’t be too hard on yourself if you couldn’t adhere to your healthy routine today. Tomorrow is a new day and a new chance. Appreciate how much you have achieved and how far you have come. It is OK to skip the gym or have a hearty meal once in a while.
16. Success Is Never Certain, Failure Is Never Final
There you go! Just because you have failed to lose weight in the past doesn’t mean you can never lose weight. What’s important is for you to keep learning about your body and how your mind works. When you figure that out, you will not need a diet chart.
17. No Amount Of Security Is Worth The Suffering Of A Life Chained To A Routine That Has Killed Your Dreams
Ever dreamed of becoming a model, an actress, a dancer, or on finishing a marathon first? These skills need a fit and flexible body. The fear the that you have is the only reason why you have given up on your body. But let me tell you from my personal experience, it’s never too late to start taking a step towards a fit body.
18. A Goal Without A Plan Is Just A Wish
If you just think that you have to shed pounds but do nothing about it, you are never going to lose weight. Always write down your goals and give yourself a deadline. Stock your refrigerator with healthy foods, throw out the unhealthy ones. Start getting physically active.
19. Success Is The Sum Of Small Efforts, Repeated Day In And Day Out
Losing weight is not easy. It requires dedication and effort. It does take time. Start by taking small steps that would one day count as a tremendous effort as a total. As the quote says, repeat your new and healthy habits day in and day out to attain success.
20. You Can’t Cross The Sea Merely By Standing And Staring At The Water
Probably the best lost weight loss motivation. It correctly states that you cannot expect your body to change by itself. You have to take the plunge, swim, drown, and float again until you reach your destination.
Weight loss is not only about looking good, but it is also how you treat your body and soul. Take a step ahead, decide, plan, and then stick to the plan. I did it and I have achieved not only my weight loss goals, but I can also control my mind.  It is tough but not impossible. Stay fit with these 20 motivational quotes for weight loss. Don’t give up!
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