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Credit to Photoshop Surgeon on FB

# WE WERE ROBBED of the cutest, chunkiest, targaryen-stark babies

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jon and tyrion when dany shows up in westeros after being resurrected by the red priestess and hatching 12 more dragon eggs

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Hey friendly reminder that book!Jon Snow is fucking complex as hell

Reminder that he broke a kid’s wrist and offered to break the other one like the sarcastic shit he is but ultimately decided to own up to his privilege and offer to teach other recruits how to fight because the jackass in charge was too busy bullying them

Reminder that he fought off three assailants (just like his mother) who were beating up Sam and actively looked for the bravery in a self-proclaimed coward and was able to look past physical faults and shortcomings to admire who people for who they actually are

Reminder that he makes morally grey decisions for the greater good and distances himself from the political conflict because of a bigger threat yet still loves his family and can recognize the cruelty of the Boltons and the Lannister regime

Reminder that Jon motherfucking Snow loves his direwolf with all his being and fed him a whole-ass roast chicken under the table

Reminder that when Stannis Baratheon, implacable military expert, was planning to take the Dreadfort that Jon deadass said “you won’t” and then changed his mind

And finally a reminder that Jon Snow was killed for his convictions and is going to spend however long living inside the body of his wolf, and that he’s going to come out feral and angry as hell

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i never thought the world would turn to stone

Daenerys Targaryen is reborn in Volantis, and the Lord of Light has a plan for her still. post-s8 fix-it drabble.

She awoke with the taste of blood and ash in her mouth, and the words death had stolen from her:

“How could you?”

They stuck in her throat, and for one terrible moment, she thought she might choke on them. Pain burned in her breast, and she finally gasped aloud, gagging on the words.

As if surfacing from a terrible dream, Dany lurched upward. Her vision was dim, faint at the edges. Disoriented, she cried out again, an animal, guttural shriek born of anguish and fear. But steady hands found her, bracing her shoulders.

“You’re all right.”

The melodic words were spoken in High Valyrian. A kind, feminine voice. Missandei, she thought, briefly, foolishly, before she remembered. She remembered now, all of it, every last terrible moment, every crime done by their hands, and her own.

But maybe that had been the dream. Maybe everything that had followed had only been a dream, and now she was awaking from that endless nightmare—

“It’s a shock, at first. I know,” the voice assured her. “But soon you will be as you were, my queen.”

My queen. Bewildered, Dany followed the voice, looking to the woman at her side who still cradled Dany as if she were a mere babe. The mysterious woman had piercing green eyes and wore flowing robes of red. She smelled of oils and incense. She smelled of Essos.

She smelled of home.

“What…” What happened? But Dany already knew. The cut of Jon’s dagger still stung, and the blood was thick in her throat. Wild-eyed, Dany lowered her gaze. She was naked, her blue veins stark against her milky-pale skin, except for the bright red gash at her left breast.

The mark of his betrayal.

The tang of blood sharpened on her tongue, sick inching up her throat. Dany began to tremble all over, involuntary convulsions of her body until her teeth chattered loudly. “C-cold,” she whispered, growing lightheaded.

The woman moved from her side only to return with a blanket, cocooning Dany in the thick material. Still, Dany shook, the shock coursing through her veins as it sank in.

Jon had killed her. He’d called her his queen, he’d kissed her, and then he’d sunk his blade into her heart.

He’d cried as he’d held her. As if she’d been the one to betray him. As if it had been her hand, her blade, his heart.

There had been nothing after that. Nothing—and the clanging echo of his betrayal.

Stomach churning, Dany twisted out of the woman’s arms and retched. Blood and bile splattered down the side of the stone pillar she sat atop. Once the cramps in her belly eased, she turned back to the woman. Her limbs still quivered, though not as violently now.

“I’m dead,” she croaked in the woman’s tongue.

The woman shook her head. “You were. But no longer.”

“How…?”

“Your dragon brought you to us.”

Drogon. Dany stared at her, uncomprehending. “Brought me where? Who are you?”

The woman smiled faintly. “My name is Kinvara. I am a servant of R’hllor. You were brought across the Narrow Sea to the red temple in Volantis. And you are here because the Lord of Light made it so.”

R’hllor. Dany understood now. Melisandre, the Red Woman, she’d done the same for Jon once; he’d finally confessed his shame to Dany one night on that fateful journey north.

The prince who was promised, the Red Woman had declared in the halls of Dragonstone all those moons ago. The princess, Missandei had quietly asserted instead.

“Why?” Dany demanded, lips stiff, teeth clenched. What was the point? “The Others are gone. The Long Night is over. Your god doesn’t need me now.” No one needs me now.

She thought she might be sick again, but Kinvara cupped her cheek, brushing wisps of hair back from her face. “It is true. The Great Other has been defeated, and we rejoice in the lord’s light.” Kinvara’s face darkened. “But now, there is another.”

The wound on her breast burned, and Dany sneered. “Jon Snow.”

“No,” Kinvara said sharply, surprising her. “The pretender known as Brandon Stark. They call him the Three-Eyed Raven.”

Dany didn’t understand. “Bran…But he’s barely a man grown…”

An eerie light danced in the priestess’ eyes. “He is much more than that. He wears your crown, and he grows stronger every day. This time, we face a threat greater than even the Others.” She grabbed Dany’s face again, painfully, tipping her chin up. “And we need you now, more than ever, my queen.”

“Why? Why me?” she asked, her confusion giving way to despair. She squeezed her eyes shut, as if she could turn away from the horrors she’d seen. The atrocities she had committed. “I failed. I failed everyone. I failed myself. I hurt people. I killed people. I—”

“You are fire made flesh, and you cannot be extinguished,” Kinvara intoned. Dany opened her eyes again, and the red priestess smiled at her. “You, Daenerys Stormborn, were meant to cleanse this world of those who would destroy it.”

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I cannot tell you how much I love this productive anger and frustration!

Spread the word about this fundraiser in honor of Emilia, Daenerys, Same You, and all the fans and support she deserves ❤️

Direct link to the fundraiser

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For those who are, or have been, a part of the Jonerys Discord

We are starting up a book club (fanfic club) to read through and discuss some sweet, sweet Jonerys fanfic together. I know this season has been rough for us, but now is the time to come together and show appreciation for our lovely authors in our community who have done the R’hollor’s work by keeping Jonerys alive.

All members are welcome to suggest fanfics for us to read in the discord. We will be asking for the author’s permission to include their fic in our club, and every member will be required to give some positive feedback in the comments after reading each fic. If this is something you are interested in coming back to the server for, please come and join us!!!! The more members we have participating, the more love these fics will be given! So please spread the word!!!

Also, if you have written a fic you would like us to include, please let me know!

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MASTERPOST

It came to my attention that some users started to spread hate and lies about Emilia Clarke, saying that some characters were screwed because of her, that she only got the part because of her body, that she used her sickness in order to gain sympathy, shaming her stans for initiating a donation for a good charity and a bunch of bullshit just because you are a Sansa stan or Jonsa stan. You know who would be embarrassed by your behavior? The same actress that you stan and who has suffered bullying too in the hands of people LIKE YOU. I know fans of Sansa who are sweethearts but you are the reason why they have such and ugly reputation most of the time.

And, very important also, remember that at the end of the day Game of Thrones is nothing more than a tv show, the cast and crew are real people just like you, if you can’t grasp this reality find another hobby, one that doesn’t bring the worst in yourselves.

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Danai Gurira is me

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Aaron Rodgers is all of us. ❤️❤️

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I saw this comment on youtube and i laughed so hard:

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Remember back in July & August 2017 when Jon & Daenerys finally met & actually fell in love? & everyone was happy anticipating a marriage & boat baby, if not ruling Westeros together? Those were good times. Well they were nice while they lasted.

Oh anon, those were the days, weren’t they? But! We really should’ve known better!

After all, Jon and Daenerys had nothing in common!

(credit to @midqueenally​)

There was no reason to ever think they might marry…

There was no reason to think they might have children!

And it’s not like HBO advertised or promoted the pairing with misleading ‘Dragon and the Wolf’ sigils…

We were given no reason to believe Jon and Daenerys were the union of ice and fire. There was barely any emphasis put on their pairing at all!

Lastly? It’s not like we had the writers personally assuring us that Dany wasn’t insane or sadistic like her father.

Oh… wait a second…

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Dany texting Jon from Volantis

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A cloth dragon swayed on poles amidst a cheering crowd…mother of dragons, slayer of lies

Well, I think that’s foreshadowing of (f)Aegon taking the iron throne. In Westeros he will be triumphant, loved by common folk young king, who rose from ashes to take back his home and avenge his father

Daenerys with her army of strangers (Dothraki and unsullied) and doubtful reputation (some burned cities and don’t forget, she’s daughter of the mad king) will receive a cold welcome in the west, unlike Aegon

That will totally piss her off

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IMDB is not here for your ableist bullshit, but I sure am here for this tea.

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Sansa says the North went through too much. But what about the people of the Riverlands, where the War of the Five Kings actually took place and hundreds of villages were destroyed, fields and crops were burned, and thousands of innocent people were killed. The North lost, what? The Last Hearth? Who was in the process of evacuations so it wasn’t even all of the people from there. The North chose to follow Robb. They did not choose to fight the NK, but it’s not like they were the canon fodder in that battle anyway.

yes it was great that the starks got independance for the north and i think we are happy about that but what about the iron islands?? what about the seat of power of the greyjoys?? of theon, who gave his life to protect bran?? who sacrificed himself for the rare chance that he would protect bran from the night king??

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Dear D&D.

A sweet fuck you

Bye

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Thank you. Bo always puts a smile on my face!

In honor of how straight white men are the most nihilistic despite having everything, laugh at this song