#big hug big big hug hi wooly :D

[waitingforwinterwinds]

ASOS; Steel and Snow: 15 JON II (pages 202-219)

Jon counts the giants, enjoys the latest songfic interlude, then has to answer some hard questions as Mance's scouts discover the aftermath of the Epilogue at the Fist.

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"Big enough for you?" Snowflakes speckled Tormund's broad face, melting in his hair and beard.

gentle like a lover's kiss ahem. sorry, I just came from some pure, 300% crack fic in another fandom, my brain is... I might need a moment. Just got to remind myself Tormund is older, and Jon is younger, than their show counterparts.

... yep, that seems to have worked, I think the giggle-brain is off. We'll see if it stays that way.

In Old Nan's stories, giants were outsized men who lived in colossal castles, (...) These were something else, more bearlike than human, and as wooly as the mammoths they rode. Seated it was hard to say how big they turly were. Ten feet tall maybe, or twelve, Jon thought. Maybe fourteen, but no taller. Their sloping chests might have passed for those of men, but their arms hung down too far, and their lower torsos looked half again as wide as their upper. Their legs were shorter than their arms, but very thick, and they wore no boots at all; their feet were broad splayed things, hard and horny and black. Neckless, their huge heavy heads thrust forward from between their shoulder blades, and their faces were squashed and brutal. Rats' eyes no larger than beads were almost lost within folds of horny flesh, but they snuffled constantly, smelling as much as they saw. They're not wearing skins, Jon realized. That's hair. (...) And Joramun blew the Horn of Winter, and woke the giants from the earth. (...) The song never says if the horn can put them back to sleep.

Huh. GRRM gave us something so alien, something ancient and primal, and D&D gave us... well:

A more handsome Qui-gon Jin in skins. (Went looking for Wun Wun reference pictures and made myself sad. It's okay, they only killed him off in the show because they didn't want to use their budget for the cg needed to paste him into the shots. he's fine. don't tell me if he's not. Let me have this.)

D&D suck at their job = 🍷 ... hmmm... Horn of Winter = 🥛

I am a man of the Night's Watch, he reminded himself. So why did he feel like some blushing maid. He spent most of his days in Ygritte's company, and most nights as well. ... Lately, though, he was noticing some other things. When she grinned, the crooked teeth didn't seem to matter. And maybe her eyes were too far apart, but they were a pretty blue-grey color, and lively as any eyes he knew. Sometimes she sang in a low husky voice that stirred him. And sometimes by the cookfire when she sat hugging her knees with the flames waking echoes in her red hair, and looked at him, just smiling... well, that stirred some things as well. But he was a man of the Night's Watch, her had taken a vow.

So at the moment, it does seem like his lack of interest is more about the vow, than actual lack of interest, but, at the same time, it's never going to be that simple because Jon is undercover, and any relationship between them would be under false pretenses, with possible Stockholm flavouring on the side.

(Stockholm Syndrome isn't real, but you all know what I mean when I say it. Clarifying that: apparently Stockholm Syndrome was originally invented to discredit a woman (a bank teller) after a bank hold up, during which time the only person with any power over the event who wasn't (effectively) fully prepared for her to die in the event, was one of the bank robbers. The "negotiation expert" who had a psych background and had actually made everything worse every time he opened his mouth, invented what would later come to be called Stockholm Syndrome, because she (the bank teller) tried to tell the world he sucked at his job. As far as I know, it's not really a recognised thing in the psych field itself, you only really see it bandied about with cops and feds and the like. That said, humans really will attempt to pack bond with anything, even under duress, and even subconsciously. Alpha Male Swag Bros, miss me with your Lone Wolf Bullshit.)

Although, while we're on the subject:

Hey Robb! Look how easy it is to keep it in your pants for a vow.

I know, I know, he was emotionally compromised, I'm being mean to him. Too mean, especially given... future relationship evolution. That, may or may not, go on to seal his doom. and the doom of his entire faction.

Varamyr Sixskins, a small mouse of a man whose steed was a savage white snow bear that stood thirteen feet tall on its hind legs. And wherever the bear and Varamyr went three wolves and a shadowcat came following.

"Sixskins" because he can warg into the skins of five animals? So he has six skins including his human skin? Pokemon, gotta wear 'em all.

If that is the case, I've got to wonder if being the recipient of a warg changes the subtle nature and awareness of the animal for the five creatures to be ... well maybe not safe for public, but tamed enough I suppose.

... Jon's making a good point, Mance's warriors being spread out means they have no solid defense anywhere along the train, but, given that it's a refugee caravan in reality, it's actually pretty smart to spread the warriors out. It ensures that where ever a threat comes from, there will be someone close by to respond quickly, and given everything, the only things around that could cut through the host quickly and violently enough to make the warriors pointless no matter how closely group they are, would be maybe the Watch, but more likely: The Others and their Wights.

"Ooooooh, I am the last of the giants, my people are gone from the earth."

oh.

The video I grabbed Wun Wun screenshots from was set to this song. I'm not crying. you're crying. Okay, It's me. I'm crying.

Gosh, I was literally just listening to this song and I was thinking "fuck this slaps, came straight for my feels, this has to be a fan song right? specifically written for this? It's too perfect not to be."

and it was GRRM! He wrote it!

... and D&D fucking cut it from the show like it meant nothing. They cut so much of the music from the show, like the books have had at least two, three songfic chapters by now, plus there's been, what? a dozen references to music going on in the background of various scenes, music and song is so present in A Song of Ice and Fire, you'd think D&D would have kept more of it. Oh, but I guess singing is boring when you can shove in more blood spray and cool sword action.

D&D suck at their job = 🥛

There were tears on Ygritte's face when the song ended. "Why are you weeping?" Jon asked. "It was only a song. there are hundreds of giants, I've just seen them." "Oh, hundreds," she said furiously. "You know nothing, Jon Snow. you- JON!"

The only reason, that I am not currently taking another drink, and/or smashing D&D's kneecaps with a steel chair, is because while D&D turned this line into a meme about Jon's sex knowledge, they also turned it into an evolving meaning line. (Where in as the line is repeated, its nuance and meaning changes, or the characters'/readers' relation with it does.)

Because, D&D made this line so memeable, but it is so rage filled? Like, Ygritte is so (justifiably and rightfully) angry at Jon's ignorance here.

Jon says 'hundreds,' but we aren't given an exact number here. Fun Fact: a species with a population of 250 mature adults or less is considered Endangered and at risk of Extinction. Fun Fact: a species which has lost between 50 and 70% of its average population can also be considered endangered.

That's just talking about the giants that are here, now. I'm getting vibes that these are either not the giants from the songs, the giants know their days are numbered, or this song is old and the giants have come so close to extinction in the past that any of them being alive now is a miracle.

Jon doesn't know, I don't know, but Jon is making light of Ygritte's emotional response because he doesn't know, and Ygritte has every right to be upset by that.

But No, D&D saw a chance for a sex joke.

... oh shit, BIRB OF DEATH SCRITCHIES!!!

Actually, given how much of himself Bran's been loosing in the warg, I wonder if keeping your sense of self is something you can teach, so that even after death, the warg in the bird knows what he's doing, or if the death grudge is just so strongly imprinted on the warg, that even lost to the animal instincts and mind of the bird, the hatred for Jon lives on, even if the warg/bird no longer understands why he hates this human specifically.

"There were three hundred of us." "Us?" Mance said sharply. "Them. Three hundred of them." Whatever is asked, the Halfhand said. So why do I feel so craven?

Probably because you've just realised you are alone with no back up from the Watch, telling Mance is different when it's a ploy you can justify as orders, compared to now when the plan, such as it is, has been stripped away and all that's left is handing over information to save your own life because your people are already dead.

I do love that he spared a moment to wonder after Sam. besties!

(... It would be a little funny (to me) if he mentioned the worry about Sam out loud, and Ygritte and Tormund (and others) got the impression that Jon's just not into girls. Cock works fine, he's just not into girls. ... except with how this series treats non-straight sexualities, and the free folk's focus on siring strong children. meh, free folk are free-love/love-is-love positive AU)

... I can't decide how I feel about the book Ygritte/Jon ship.

On one hand, she is protecting him, lying to say he's more loyal to the free folk than he is, at her own risk. But then she turns around and uses that to make him feel indebted, even if that wasn't her intention, because, on the other hand, like Tormund was saying earlier in the chapter, by the ways of the free folk, Jon has 'stolen' Ygritte, by her own culture, they're effectively in a relationship already, Jon did the equivalent of courting.

I don't know, I think, book version, I'd feel more comfortable seeing more shifting in their power dynamics, a sense of equality and friendship grown free of deception, some time apart and a reunion in which they're actually meeting on equal footing before any kind of sexual shenanigans happened.

(I'm just one of those people who thinks fully informed consent is The sexiest thing in the universe. followed closely by competence.)

Show ship had more appearance of equal footing, and the actor chemistry carried a lot of the ship weight for me. There was more return flirting before they wound up in the cave, and afterwards, the regrets (felt like they) were about ending up on opposing sides, and then never getting a chance to reconcile before she was dying in his arms.

[hell-on-training-wheels]

Orange, green, amber, coral, copper, emerald, mauve, honey, rust, grape, brass, rose quartz and apricot for the color asks, please?

Hi anon! Thanks for the ask! :D

orange: if you could, would you change your eye color? why? to what color, if so

The one thing I do like about myself if my eye-color - its hazel - but I guess I’d make it a really pretty emerald color if I could.

  green: do you have a favourite flower?

Peony - they are so big and pretty and smell soooo goood.

amber: what's saved as your phone's lockscreen?

Baby Hellion with his bubble leaf blower. :)

coral: an animal you wish hadn't gone extinct

Wooly Mammoths. 

copper: gold or silver jewelry

I have both but my preference tends to be towards silver.

emerald: if you had the option, would you choose to move and live in another country? which one?

Probably New Zealand. Hopefully I can visit one day too. 

mauve: any unpopular opinions?

My previous post on MK11 Erron count? I feel like that would get under some fans skins. Still like both, but there are pros and cons.

honey: your thoughts on magic- does it exist?

If there is a magic, can you point me in the direction of the wizard that can help you lose weight without getting on a treadmill? LOL

rust: form of art you enjoy doing?

Crochet count?

grape: how many blogs do you follow?

191 as of today

brass: least favorite food condiment

Mayo I guess. I like it for certain things, but not all. 

rose quartz: rings or necklaces

Rings. Hellion breaks a lot of my necklaces now.

apricot: opinion on 3 in 1 body wash/hair wash

I got my own routine, but if it work for you then coolies. :)

Thanks for the asks! :) *hugs*

[dancingskys]

I’m so happy you’re doing short story recs I love your writing!! Would u do a hybrid fic maybe? Maybe yoonmin? Where one of them (u can pick which ones the hybrid) is a stray and gets taken in by the other with lots of fluff and comfort? (I think this concepts so adorable!!) thank you so much ILY!!❤️

Pairing: YoonMin

Word Count: 1,548

I’m so weak for hybrid stories T^T and thank you, I luv u too

More Mini Stories here

A sudden bright flash of light startled Jimin slightly and he moved to take off his headphones just in time to hear a loud clap of thunder. It was dark outside, the previously blue sky now overtaken by dark grey, stormy clouds which loomed dangerously low.

“Yoongi?” the male asked, turning around in his chair but he stopped as he didn’t find who he was searching for. Another flash of lightning illuminated the room almost eerily, Jimin once again having forgotten to turn on lights so it was dark except for the irregular flashes.

The male turned off his laptop and stood up, stretching to get rid of his sore spine before he left to room and turned on the light in the hallway. “Yoongi?”

Again there was no answer and Jimin pursed his lips. Where would a frightened cat hide of not in his lap in a situation like this? He turned his head a little, seeing that the door to his bedroom was slightly opened so he decided to look there next. He called the other’s name again upon entering but didn’t receive a reply so he looked under the desk, behind the curtains, he even opened his closet but the other was nowhere to be found.

It wasn’t until Jimin turned on the flashlight on his phone and looked under the bed that two bright orbs reflected the light and startled him slightly. “Jesus, Yoongi,” Jimin huffed, turning on the light on his nightstand and bending down to look under the bed properly once he had put his phone away. Huddled together in a small ball and pressed against the wall was no other than his cat hybrid Yoongi, looking like he was frightened beyond belief which was probably the case since he was absolutely terrified of thunderstorms.

Jimin didn’t know why exactly he was so scared. Maybe because it was loud and scary or because of the light and bad weather but… no matter what the reason he was sure his fear had developed or worsened during his time out on the streets without proper shelter.

The young man had found the hybrid in tattered clothing on an autumn evening, rummaging through the trash behind a restaurant when suddenly a waiter had stormed out from the backdoor and had swung a broom at him, chasing him away with loud yells and some hits of the broom.

The hybrid had been quick to make his escape, running through the maze of streets and alleys and Jimin had somehow managed to follow him. Once he found him hiding in a corner, siffling quietly and licking at the scratches the broom had left behind on the back of one of his hands he had gotten beyond angry at the world for letting things like this happen. No one cared for strays, everyone just chased them away like they were rats carrying diseases.

Carefully he had approached the scrawny hybrid who noticed him and couldn’t decide between whimpering and growling, looking like he just wanted to run away again.

“It’s okay, I just want to give you something,” Jimin had tried to reassure him, crouching down and reaching into his handbag to take out the bagel with cream cheese he hadn’t gotten around to eating during work. “Here,” he said and offered it to the hybrid whose ears flicked a few times, nose twitching in interest. It had taken a while of coaxing for the hybrid to finally snatch the bagel out of Jimin’s hands, turning away from him and immediately starting to eat like he was scared of his food disappearing all of the sudden.

Jimin had just watched him sadly, his heart clenching at the sight. The hybrid was dirty and filthy, he smelled bad but even then Jimi just couldn’t turn away from him. This was the first time he had actually seen a stray because most either died or were put into shelters that were way too overrun and in awful condition. He didn’t want this little fellow to end up there.

“Do you have anywhere to go?” he asked softly and the hybrid looked at him with dark brown eyes that seemed way too sad and lonely. He continued staring for a while before he shook his head reluctantly.

Jimin sighed and nodded his head. “Okay… if… if you want you could come to my apartment and wash up, eat something, maybe spend the night if you want to? It just… it breaks my heart to see someone in a situation like this, I just want to help…”

The hybrid just stared and Jimin wondered if maybe he was mute for a moment before the other opened his mouth. “You… don’t want anything in return… I don’t… I don’t have anything,” he mumbled unsurely and Jimin shook his head, glad about having received a response at least. “No, I promise. I don’t want anything in return, I really just want to help.”

“Y-you… won’t put me in a shelter?” the hybrid asked fearfully and again Jimin shook his head. “No, just my home, nowhere else, promise.”

Two hours later he was watching a freshly showered hybrid chowing down on his leftover lasagne from the day before, taking in the other’s appearance. He was an adult already, that much was clear but he was too skinny and scrawny, most certainly from malnutrition. His hair was a dark brown like dark chocolate and almost black if it weren’t for some warmer and reddish undertones. Two ears were peeking out of his damp, messy hair, flicking occasionally as if to fend off some annoying waterdrops. The hybrid had scratches and scars all over his body, some seemingly fresh bruised crawling up his forearm.

Though from what Jimin could see he seemed to be somewhat relaxed right now because his long and fluffy tail of the same color as his hair was swishing contently, making JImin smile the slightest bit.

Since the hybrid was about the same height as him finding clothes had thankfully not been too difficult, getting his tail to be comfortable had, however, taken a few minutes as adjusting.

Yoongi, the hybrid’s name was Yoongi, as he had mumbled quietly after curling up on the couch in a wooly blanket and purring for half an hour straight, content with a filled belly, clean skin and warmth all around him.

And Yoongi stayed. He stayed with Jimin, settling in his life and in his apartment. After a few months of tiptoeing around the human he had gotten comfortable, letting Jimin pet his ears, snuggling up beside him and looing forward to him coming home after a long day of work.

Yoongi looked better with each passing day, gaining strength, health and weight with each meal and each night of peaceful sleep. It made Jimin beam with happiness whenever he noticed the stark difference to the scrawny little thing he had picked up and the cuddly hybrid who was now purring into his ear contently whenever they snuggled.

“Oh Yoongi,” Jimin said softly, watching his hybrid with a sad smile. “It’s just a thunderstorm, it’ll be over in a while.”

Yoongi just looked at him with a big eyes, flinching as another rumble of thunder echoed in the room.

“Come here, then we can cuddle, hm?” Jimin proposed, patting the spot next to him just in an attempt to coax the cat out from under the bed. It was cramped and dusty under there after all. “You’re not goona get hurt, it’s alright,” he reassured and slowly Yoongi uncurled a little, crawling over to Jimin and immediately settling in his lap, clinging to the human like he was afraid of getting whisked away by an invisible force. He was shaking all over, obviously terrified and Jimin stroked his back in a hopefully comforting manner.

“It’s alright,” he said again, standing up with some difficulties and moving Yoongi onto the bed to tug one of the blankets around his shoulders like a cape of protection. “There,” he smiled softly, petting the hybrids head. “That’s better than hiding under the bed, isn’t it?”

Yoongi just sniffled and turned his head away, not giving any answer but Jimin knew he was just embarrassed and scared.

“I’m gonna got get my laptop and some snacks and then we can watch a movie and wait until the thunderstorm goes away, okay?”

The black-haired’s head snapped up and he looked at Jimin almost pleadingly, latching onto his sleeve as he turned around to get said items. “D-don’t leave,” Yoongi whimpered pitifully and Jimin wanted to put him into his pocket and protect him from all evil, even thunderstorms. “It’ll be just a minute, I’ll be right back,” he reassured but Yoongi still didn’t look exactly convinced.

“Promise?” he asked with trembling lips and Jimin smiled, nodding his head. “Yeah, I promise, I’ll be right back.”

He was back within a minute and Yoongi crawled into his lap as soon as the other had sat down, getting comfy and leaning against his chest, still wrapped up in his blanket like a precious bundle. JImin just smiled and hugged his hybrid close and they watched a movie for the next two hours, not even noticing that the storm had ended a long time ago.

[a-s-h-f-l-a-m-e]

all of it -- do u get the reference eheheh

🌸Blankets: Have you been in love?

!!! Indeed!

🌸Stuffies: How did you meet your best friend?

I MET HIM THRU SOME ARG PEOPLE WERE DOIN N WE JOINED IT. I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS? 

🌸Fluffy Pillows: What happened in your most recent dream?

I WAS PLANTIN BASIL W/ MY BOYFRIEND AND IT WAS SUCH A PURE DREAM QUQ

🌸Scented Candles: How do you relax?

I GET A LARGE BLANKET. I PUT IT ON THE GROUBD. I GET LIKE 7 PILLOWS. I PUT SOME AROUND ME. SOME FOR ACTUAL PILLOWS OT REST MY HEAD ON. ANOTHER BLANKET. GET A SMALL TABLE. GET CHIPS. MAYBE SODA. TURN TV ON. TURN LAPTOP AND DS ON. P O O F. ULTIMATE RELAX. 

🌸Gem Stones: What’s your birthstone/favourite stone?

Birthstone is an aquaramine :o my favorite stone, probably either a lapis lazuli? or a bloodstone, those green ones w/ flecks of red. they are so pretty..

🌸Pyjamas: Describe your favourite pyjamas!

ITS LITERALLY JUST A SHIRT THATS TOO BIG FOR ME,. N PANTS COVERED IN DOTS.  

🌸Fuzzy Socks: What’s your favourite movie?

YELLS

DONT THINK ME CHILDISH BUT I RLLY L;IKE HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON..,,

🌸Kittens & Puppies: Name of your pet or your ideal pet?

WELL. I WAS GONNA NAME MY CAT MICHAELANGELO UNTIL I FOUND OUT IT WAS A FEMALE N MY MOM NAMED IT. IF I GET ANOTH PET IMMA NAME HIM MICHAELANGELO

🌸Laughter: What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard?

I CANNOT RECALL ANY RIGHT NOW.

🌸Mittens: Do you like the snow?

YESSSS --- IVE SEEN IT V FEW TIMES WHEN I WAS A KID BUT I PLAYED IN IT N SHIT AND IT WAS GREAT. 

🌸Hot Coco: What’s your favourite Starbucks drink?

A LARGE MOCHA FRAPPUCHINO 

🌸Soft Kisses: Describe your OTP

YELLS

SCRI AND OBSERVER. 

🌸Rainy Days: What do you do on a rainy day?

i lay around all day and play pokemon

🌸Flower Petals: What’s your favourite flower?

MARIGOLDDDD

🌸Cotton Candy: What’s your favourite candy?

B U T T E R S C O T C H

ANYTHING 

THATS

BUTTERSCOTCH 

🌸Bubble Baths: Your favourite memory?

I DONT KNOW

UHH

!!!!!

LIKE THE DAY ME N MY BOYFRIEND STARTED DATIN??? YEEEE

🌸Wooly Scarfs: What song do you think relates the most to you?

I’D PROBABLY PUT A REALLY EDGY ONE HERE BUT 

 I REALLY LIKE 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SepLpUGn_O0

?? 

🌸Roasted Marshmallows: Your camping with friends! Describe the forest you’re pitching your tent in.

I WANNA CAMP IN LIKE. A AUTTUMN FOREST. BIG OL TREES. PATH COVERED IN MAPLE LEAVES. AND IT CRUNCHES UNDER UR BOOTS AND!! I JUST REALLY WANNA GO TO A FOREST LIKE THAT 

🌸Bird Songs: Name 5 things you love

MY BOYFRIEND. 

SLENDERVERSE IN GENERAL??? 

MY CAT.  MY FRIENDS. 

 A N D 

TRIBETWELVE.???? 

🌸Old Books: Do you read? If so, what’s your favourite book series?

 ha r r y p o t t e r 

🌸Warm Hugs: Who would you love a hug from right now?

 M Y B O Y F R I E N D 

🌸Clouds: What’s the best shaped cloud you’ve seen?

!!! IT WAS SHAPED EXACTLY LIKE N ANGEL. U COULD CLEAAARLY SEE THE WINGS N BODY N HAIR. AND THE DARK CLOUDS PASSING BY MADE A FACE. 

🌸Fae: Describe yourself as a fairy

PROBABLY SOME SORT OF FIRE FAIRY.?? I’D PROBABLY HAVE LIKE. THE MONARCH BUTTERFLY WINGS BC THEY ARE SO PRETTY??? N LIKE RED N ORANGE HAIR N IT COULD LOOK LIKE FIRE. I’D PROBABLY KEEP THE GREEN EYES. OR NOT. YELLOW WOULD BE BETTER. 

🌸Holding Hands: What was the name of your first love?

W.B.

I’m not going to say his name, but. thats what i used to call him. 

🌸Cupcakes: Favourite cupcake flavour?

c h o c o l a t e 

🌸Tealights: Describe a romantic date perfect for you

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

U MAKE ME THINK OF SO MANY THINGS I CANNOT THINK OF ANY RN 

🌸Gardens: What’s the sweetest gift you’ve received?

IDK!! AAAA