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#game of thrones season 7
greenqueenhightower · 8 months
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Ok but we all agree that Daenerys was a tyrant for offering the "either you join me or you burn" option to those captured, right? Because that's what tyrants have done, historically: they instilled fear to pursue their own ideals to the cost of all involved and contrary to all reason. How can anyone legitimize and justify her actions from season 7 onwards is beyond me. There are no mitigating circumstances for her agenda.
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pollenallergie · 8 months
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I previously discussed Koner going to a brothel to lose his virginity and then immediately falling for you, the whore he loses his virginity to, the minute you say hello to him (like far before he’s even gotten his cock out). He comes to visit you at the brothel all the time. Whatever money he used to spend getting drunk at taverns is now spent on time with you. Whenever he’s tasked with accompanying a noble on their travels so that he can keep them safe, Koner buys little trinkets and gifts for you. They’re not luxurious or extravagant by any means, just moderately priced little bits and bobs that he can actually afford to waste money on.
The first time he ever buys you anything is only a few months after you’d “made him a man” (his words, not mine). Presently, you’re still a mystery to him; he’s only spoken to you twice — only stuck his cock in you twice, as well. So, he has no idea what to get you; he just knows that he wants to get you something while he’s away traveling. His first instinct is to get you something he likes, but, then, he worries that you might not like the same things as him. Instead, Koner opts to get something that he thinks someone more fair and delicate and less labor-hardened might like. (Of course, you’re no stranger to labor; he knows that. However, at least your kind of labor doesn’t leave you with callused hands and achy shoulders). So, Koner gets you some rouge. You’re polite enough when you accept the gift, but even an idiot could tell that you don’t actually like it all that much. So, of course, Koner, an idiot, can tell that you don’t really like it all that much.
That night, after he’s given you your gift and after you’ve pleasured him, Koner pays for more of your time - something he can only afford to do because he’d been paid handsomely for traveling with the noble - so he can talk to you. He learns much more about you that night. He learns that you can read. Of course, you don’t tell him how, where, or when you learned to read. However, you do confess to him that you can read and that you quite enjoy reading, and you even show him the two books that you’ve collected over the years. One is a book on alchemy that a soldier from King’s Landing had given you after you gave him three orgasms in one night. The other, your favorite, is a diary from some noble, not one important enough for it to matter, but one who evidently had the time to write in one. At first, the diary may seem like nothing special, but, you confess to him that it’s your favorite because it talks quite a lot about the noble’s adventures and even includes drawings of the animals and plants he saw on these adventures.
Three days later, even though he hasn’t traveled anywhere, Koner returns with what he hopes will be a better present. In the days between when he’d last seen you and now, he’d been wracking his brain trying to think of something to get you, something to atone for the misguided gift he’d brought you earlier (not that he needed to atone for that, in your eyes). It finally dawned on him what he should get you, what you might enjoy, just yesterday and, today, he’s brought it with him. Koner brandishes it to you nervously, eager for your approval. It’s a rock, not all that special on its own, but because it has the intricately patterned wings and thin body of a beautiful dragonfly carved into it, imprinted through the natural fossilization process. The dragonfly is evidently the kind of creature that would never dare fly so far north, so it’s something new and never before seen for both of you. He’d brought the fossil back with him from Casterly Rock simply because he liked it, but, now, he can’t think of anything he’d rather do with it than give it to you. That night, Koner learns even more about you; he learns what your beautiful face looks like when it lights up with true, pure joy, he learns about your ever-growing rock collection and how you hope to add sea shells to it one day (you’ve never actually seen them in person, but you’ve seen drawings of them in the noble’s diary), and he learns that the fossil he gave you is easily one of the best gifts you’ve ever gotten (with your other favorite gift being the noble’s diary, which had been given to you by the person who taught you how to read).
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girlwithakiwi · 7 months
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Chapters: 7/30 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Mature Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen, Minor or Background Relationship(s)  
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“A name is not a story, my lord..."
“It can be. And it is.”
In Westeros: war.
To the east, the Targaryen queen has landed on the shores of Dragonstone, prepared to take back the throne stolen from her family. To the south, the lions of Lannister bathe in the blood and copious spoils of their war—unchallenged, undefeated. To the far north, beyond the Wall, looms an unimaginable nightmare led by a god of death, a demon who will bring eternal winter to the realm by means of his army of walking corpses. And in the middle lies the shattered and broken North with its newly-crowned king, a king given a choice between a dragon and a lioness.
The only problem? Sansa thinks that negotiations aren't exactly her brother's specialty anymore and he is surely going to get them all killed.
Or: Sansa goes to Dragonstone to meet Daenerys instead of Jon.
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my question is, does show (!) cersei know that magic is now a thing in westeros? does she know jon snow‘s been dead for an episode? does she know melisandre poops out shadow baby assassins on the regular? does she know beric dondarrion is on his twelfth or so life? or did they just bust out that wight at her in king‘s landing and expected her beautiful brain to process that information as normally and logically as it does with every other thing that happens to her? one minute tyrion tells her he‘s coming to king‘s landing and the next, her former bodyguard whom she believes to be dead lets a zombie loose in her fucking backyard that she has to share with several dead people and a motherfucking dragon.
jon: so you‘re seeing the importance of this now, i trust?
cersei, processing several eldritch horrors beyond het comprehension she‘s just had to see in the span of five minutes: uhm sure.
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What I appreciate most about the Arya/Sansa conflict in season seven is that Arya held Sansa responsible for what she did in the books (and they should have added to the show to be true to her character).
Sansa did betray her family.
I hate when Sansa asks Arya, "And what did you do? Did you kill the Lannisters and rescue father? You didn't, just like me." (Something like that). Bitch, please. Ned wouldn't have even been in that situation if Sansa hadn't betrayed him and told his plans to her beloved Queen Cersei.
Sansa takes no responsibility for her actions whatsoever. Not good Queen material.
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lizzielovesmovies · 3 months
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countrymusiclover · 1 year
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34 - Peter Baelish
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Part 35
Fire OF A Stark
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Someone knocked on my chamber door making me rub the sleep from my eyes. It was early in the city but most people were already awake and off at their jobs. The sun had finally risen enough in the sky where it was pouring through the windows when I slipped out of bed. Finding some trousers and one of Jaime’s shirts I answered the door not expecting to see my sister Sansa standing outside. “Sansa, what are you doing here this earlier. Is everything okay?”
“I just wanted to talk with you…the last time I heard your name I thought you were dead. I…I miss my sister.” She grasped her hands together in front of her gray dress. Her red hair was pinned up in a bun while mine was a knotted mess from last night with Jaime.
Tucking hair behind my ear I cleared my throat not having anything else really to do. Jaime was off training with Bronn and Tyrion was dealing with his father. Joanna was getting her breakfast too. “Sure. Let me change really quickly. You can come inside.” Moving back to the crate I pulled out a tunic shirt and some different trousers, tying the laces of my boots pining some of my hair up with a golden clip.
“So you’ve just decided to not wear dresses anymore?” She asked me sitting on the foot of my bed watching me.
Glancing over my shoulder I rummaged around the other crates searching for my sword. Whether we were still in the North or in the South I wouldn’t go anywhere without a weapon. After being captured and beaten multiple times I wouldn’t let anyone push me around anymore. “It’s stupid. You trip over yourself and it just makes most men want to sleep with you even more or beat the crap out of you.”
“Should ask what happened to you when you were captured with Ser Jaime…I mean if it’s sensitive I understand.” She locks gazes with me before I clipped my sword belt onto my hip offering her my right hand.
Looping my arm through hers I just started walking figuring that she would like time in the gardens. She always liked seeing the flowers that would bloom when it was too cold in the North. “You’re right I don’t want to talk about it. But there’s something I want you to know, sis. The world of the game of thrones is risky and you have to accept that you can be more than what everyone expects you to be.”
“You mean like you and Jaime? He lets you just do whatever you want.” My sister met my gaze with some confusion on her face. I could tell that she had grown up a little since I had last seen her. Joffrey had broken the innocence out of her the day he took our father’s head.
Pausing our walking through the garden I intertwined our hands together feeling my sword swaying when I turned to face her. She sent me a weak smile parting her lips secretly proud of how strong I seemed to have become. “Jaime has surprised me if I am being completely honest with you Sansa. He lost his hand and has become a better person than the man I first ever met on my wedding day. And I know it doesn’t seem like it now but Tyrion might be the guy that is right for you too.”
“Jaime! Stop it the Northern lords will hear us.” I struggled to hold in my giggling at the top of my lungs. He had tugged me upstairs and back to our chambers. I fell backwards onto the bed with him struggling to remove his shirt until I grabbed his hand holding it in mine. "We don't really have time for this you know Lannister."
He sends me a glare plopping down onto his back where I held myself up with my elbows shaking my head. "Well I'm sorry if my wife declaring who she really is makes me want to do this…be alone with you."
"We can later once we finish this war coming according to Jon. But whether we like it or not I am going to fight so our daughter has a good life." Squeezing his hand in mine he nodded leaning forward resting his forehead against mine until someone knocked on the door making us break apart.
Getting to my feet I opened the door only by a crack seeing that it was Little Finger standing outside. He nodded simply before he spoke up. "Lady Dragon, I was hoping we could speak privately."
"I don't really want to talk with you right now, Baelish." Crossing my arms over my chest I glared at the man. We hadn't discussed anything more about our sort of arrangement since we had to deal with Ramsay. Jaime and I hadn’t even had a chance to think about what I had signed our daughter up for.
Jaime sat up on the bed getting to his feet coming to stand behind me wrapping his arms around my waist in the middle resting his chin on my shoulder since he was taller. “What do you want to discuss with my wife, Little Finger?”
“I assume she has shared with you the arrangement we settled on so that I would help aid Lady Sansa in her quest to remove Ramsay Bolton from keeping control of this castle and its citizens.” He replied, shifting his shoulders a little.
Jaime snickered in my ear, making me send him a slight glare from the corner of my eye. “You’re talking about marrying off my infant daughter to a young child who is almost becoming of age.”
Jaime was right about that it was weird. It would make more sense if Robin Arryn was an infant too but he isn’t. Even if we still agree to have them wed, Robin would be almost as old as Jaime. It worked for us but that’s not the case for everyone. “Baelish, I don’t think our deal can still stand. I didn’t even agree to the arrangement. You only spoke of it as a suggestion but we never made it official.”
“Then we need to make this a done deal before I have another house come offering their daughter up-“ Little Finger tries to say until the guards open our door beginning to drag him backwards. Jaime and I both shared the same confusing look chasing after the guards that were holding him.
Moving through the halls as fast as I could I gasped in great emotion seeing someone that I never expected to see ever again. “Arya! Seven hells you’re alive!” I cheered seeing the young girl standing before me still seeing that she was carrying the tiny sword that Jon had given her.
“Cadence!” She ran forward throwing her arms around my neck. Wrapping my arms around her I buried my face in her hair relieved that she was actually alive. Pulling away from the hug she eyed Jaime slightly confused. “You’re still with him. Why is he here to fight for the North?”
Jaime dropped his hands at his sides seeing that there was a handmaiden coming over carrying our daughter until I took her from her arms. “I intend to fight beside my wife and wherever she takes our daughter. Littlest Stark this is Rhaenyra Lannister.”
“She’s adorable. I like the name a good choice.” My youngest smiled before she heard someone coming over to us where I started crying even more seeing someone else I longed to reunite with.
The person in the wheelchair was none other than Bran, the last living Stark boy of the North. The boy was fully grown now but he was still paralyzed by what Jaime had done years ago. Arya takes the baby from my arms seeing that I would nearly drop her when I fling my arms around his neck sobbing heavily. “I have missed you, Lynesse. When I became the three eyed raven I saw all of what you have been through. You have also helped Ser Jaime to be better.”
Bran and I broke our hug before I saw the guards release Baelish right in front of Sansa. Taking Rhaenyra from my younger sister's arms, Jaime and I moved to sit down beside her knowing that whatever was about to happen wouldn’t be good. “You stand accused of murder. You stand accused of treason. How do you answer these charges…”
“Lady Sansa, forgive me...I'm a bit confused.” He responded back slightly confused.
My sister sat back in her chair sternly speaking to him. “Which charges confuse you? Let's start with the simplest one...you murder our aunt, Lysa Arryn. You pushed her through the Moon Door and watched her fall. Do you deny it?”
“I did it to protect you.” He attempted to defend himself.
Yet she didn’t believe him and I was proud of her that she wasn’t so native anymore. The innocent girl was learning how to play the game of thrones. “You did it to take power in the Vale. Earlier, you conspired to murder Jon Arryn. You gave Lysa Tears of Lys to poison him. Do you deny it?”
“Whatever your aunt might have told you...she was a troubled woman. She imagined enemies everywhere.” Baelish stepped forward carefully wording his words.
Jaime and I shared a glance where I placed my hand over his seeing that he was making it into a fist. "You had Aunt Lysa send a letter to our parents telling them it was the Lannisters who murder Jon Arryn when, really, it was you. The conflict between the Starks and the Lannisters, it was you who started it. Do you deny it? You conspired with Cersei Lannister and Joffrey Baratheon to betray our father, Ned Stark. Thanks to your treachery, he was imprisoned and later executed on false charges of treason. Do you deny it?”
“I deny it!” Little Finger shouted where I heard his voice break. My sister was right though everything that broke my chosen family apart was all his fault. “None of you were there to see what happened. None of you knows the truth.”
Bran suddenly spoke up with him being on the other side of Sansa. “You held a knife to his throat. You said, "I did warn you not to trust me."
“You told our mother this knife belonged to Tyrion Lannister. But that was another one of your lies. It was yours.” Arya was standing behind him while she drew a small blade that was inside her fighting gear.
Baelish moved forward putting his hands on the table trying to get my sister to rethink her decision. “If we could speak alone, I can explain everything.”
“Sometimes when I'm trying to understand a person's motives, I play a little game. I assume the worst. What's the worst reason you have for turning me against my sister? That's what you do, isn't it? That's what you've always done... turn family against family, turn sister against sister. That's what you did to our mother and Aunt Lysa, and that's what you tried to do to us.” Sansa rose to her feet when he stumbled backwards looking around the room at all the others watching the scene before them.
Little Finger turned to me and Jaime but I hugged Rhaenyra closer to my chest not wanting Robin Arryn to be anywhere near us. Who knows what that man has been telling the child. “Sansa. Lynesse, please….I can ensure the safety of that child.”
“I don’t believe anything you say. I have grown up and learned how people like you think and get others to think you’re so clever. Yet now you will face the consequences of what you have done.” Glaring at him, Jaime squeezed my knee not needing to say anything.
Baelish cracked his voice. “Sansa, I beg you! I loved your mother since the time I was a boy. “
“And yet, you betrayed her….if you truly loved her you wouldn’t have done such a thing. You’re lucky that I don’t release my dragon on you Baelish!” I snapped quickly cutting him off, glaring at the man directly.
He shook his head begging my sister again. “I loved you. More than anyone.”
“And yet, you betrayed me. When you brought me back to Winterfell, you told me there's no justice in the world, not unless we make it. Thank you for all your many lessons, Lord Baelish. I will never forget them.” Sansa moved around the table standing very close to the man who was now begging on his knees for his life.
Arya stepped forward quickly, cutting his throat with her blade, silencing his final words. “Sansa!”
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the-wanderer · 26 days
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I know Season 8 (and Season 7 somewhat) of Game of Thrones is widely hated, as it surpassed the books it was based on and failed to deliver, but we did get some good moments, such as -
• Arya wiping out House Frey - Tell them The North Remembers. Tell them Winter came for House Frey
* Samwell Tarly healing Jorah Mormont of greyscale
* Arya sees Nymeria again
* The poetic justice of Cersei killing Tyene in front of Ellaria Sand in the same way she had Myrcella killed
* Tell Cersei, I want her to know it was me - Olenna Tyrell
* House Stark reunion
* Arya trains with Brienne
* The Battle of the Goldroad
* The Exposure and Death of Littlefinger
* The Lone Wolf Dies, but the Pack Survives line
* I enjoyed Daenerys and Jon's relationship (at least before she went mad and he killed her)
* Jon riding a dragon
* Talking about Jon and Daenerys - 'You gave up your crown to save your people. Would she do the same...'
* Knighting Brienne
* Sam giving his family sword to Jorah
* Sandor saving Arya in King's Landing. Showing her that revenge will be the death of her, but she has a chance to leave and live.
* The Hound Vs The Mountain (Cleangebowl) {that's what we mean by it doesn't have to be a happy ending, as long as it's satisfying and true to the characters}
* Destroying the Iron Throne
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i-eat-younglings · 7 months
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dolls-castle · 2 years
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OOAK Doll Daenerys Targaryen based on Monster Hugh doll. Sold.
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glassheartstonesoul · 5 months
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the season 7 finale of got…wtf r they rlly r going overboard with the cersei is a villain bs why did they make her do that to jaime ffs
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shadowmallow · 8 months
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Yes, I've been sort of watching Game of thrones again. And have been thinking about it in the shower. Also, I know it's been a few years, but spoilers ahead for people who haven't seen Season 7.
Viserion deserved a better death. Now, I know they weren't going to kill Drogon because of plot armor, and they wanted to give the Night King a dragon, so that's why they killed Viserion. But to do that, they had Jon kill a bunch of trash mobs for no reason, making him an idiot in the process. They also made the Night King ignore Drogon for no reason, who was both grounded, much closer, and had everyone on his back, just to hit the distant flying Viserion. When he could have just hit Drogon, delayed everyone's escape, then hit Viserion afterwards if he wanted.
Now hear me out, I know this is just fan fic... for a start I think instead of having Jon fight trash mobs for no reason, literally anything else could delay the take off. Giant, Mammoth, maybe. Anything. Another polar bear? Saber cat? Dire wolf. Trash mobs swarm him and weigh him down. Have something charge or attack Drogon. Maybe throw a rock at him. Just enough to slow him down to let the Night King take aim with the spear. Jon probably falls off Drogon somewhere here, perhaps trying to fight off whatever attacks him, or something. To allow for the following events.
The Night King aims for Drogon, Viserion sees it, tries to stop it, and that's why he gets killed. Either the Night King switches target because Viserion tries to attack him, or Viserion gets in the way, and gets hit. Like, at least this would have removed the question of "why didn't Night King just hit Drogon?" while not killing him, still keeping his plot armor, while not drawing so much attention to it, and still giving Night King a dragon like they wanted to.
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girlwithakiwi · 9 months
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Chapters: 5/30 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Mature Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen, Minor or Background Relationship(s)   
Summary:    
“A name is not a story, my lord..."
“It can be. And it is.”
In Westeros: war.
To the east, the Targaryen queen has landed on the shores of Dragonstone, prepared to take back the throne stolen from her family. To the south, the lions of Lannister bathe in the blood and copious spoils of their war—unchallenged, undefeated. To the far north, beyond the Wall, looms an unimaginable nightmare led by a god of death, a demon who will bring eternal winter to the realm by means of his army of walking corpses. And in the middle lies the shattered and broken North with its newly-crowned king, a king given a choice between a dragon and a lioness.
The only problem? Sansa thinks that negotiations aren't exactly her brother's specialty anymore and he is surely going to get them all killed.
Or: Sansa goes to Dragonstone to meet Daenerys instead of Jon.
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silverflameataraxia · 2 years
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Every book/season is just Sansa being manipulated, and her being too stupid to see it coming from a mile off. I will never understand how Arya is two years younger and so much more intelligent.
I can't sympathize with Sansa when literally everything is her fault. She was the one who had to open up her stupid mouth and tell her beloved Queen Cersei that Ned was taking them back to Winterfell. Then she was only thinking about her beloved Joffrey when Stark men were being slaughtered by the Lannister's thanks to Sansa's stupidity. Then the Hound offers her a way out and she rejects it.
Sansa should have spent more time learning from Arya and less time bullying her. Maybe then she would have gotten a brain.
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