#pls don't judge me on my nonexistent photoshop skills

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(thanks to @jonsa-creatives for the header!)

Ok, these are the only words I've written for my Bachelor fic continuation that I still haven't decided if I'm doing or not (let's be real, it's me, so very likely). And then after the cut... guys. GUYS I've been so extra.

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If you had told her, seven months ago, that Ned Stark would be sitting on the living room couch with a bowl of popcorn on his lap, getting ready to watch the premiere of The Bachelor, she would have laughed in your face.

She feels divorced from reality – she knows, logically, that she is about to watch her season, but she can't quite make herself believe it. Her stomach swirls with sudden anxiety when she hears Renly's voice start the intro.

“How did we used to all fit?” mom grumbles as she joins dad on the couch. Bran is next to dad with Sansa on the other side, wedged between mom and the arm. Robb and Jeyne are on the loveseat and Arya and Rickon sit on the floor in front of the couch. Theon joins them, late as usual, and drags a chair out from the dining room and sets up next to the loveseat.

“Well, we were smaller back then,” is Robb's reply.

“Arya's still small,” Rickon says through a mouthful of Doritos, which he spits out when Arya gives his shoulder a shove.

“There he is!” Jeyne squeals, bringing their attention back to the TV screen – back to Jon, who's walking out onto the stage as the live audience (primarily made up of women in jewel-toned tops) screams and applauds.

Sansa's heart makes a mad, stuttering leap at the sight of him and squeezes painfully when she sees the tight smile that doesn't reach his eyes - it's his Jon the Bachelor smile. (She hates it.)

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Ok so here's where I went too extra with this. I don't even know what I'm trying to accomplish, but I made Instagram profiles (pre show-airing) for the contestants... I know other people have done this waaaay better than me, but I had SO MUCH FUN making these. Here's a sampling. (I have Asha, Val, and Missandei done and I think I want to do some of the others JUST BECAUSE. These may never actually mean anything but oh well)

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