I feel like I’m exposing myself a little bit with this bc my introduction to fic is soo random I think, but whatever your answer please tell me the story! I wanna know haha
i love working with children. i dont care about how hard the dirty work is, how messy they are, the questions the complaining the paint stains the tears i love it i love it all. "i hate how clingy they get" i waited my entire childhood for a chance to dig my claws into an outstretched hand and no one ever came.
so i will be here. hands covered in bloody halfmoon crescents i will be here.
Fever is a hilarious immune response. Our bodies tell the disease “hey, wanna see which one of us dies of overheating first? No? Too bad.” and honestly they’re not even the winners a decent chunk of the time but it works often enough that we never evolved it away or anything. Fantastic work.
thinking about robb saying : ‘what do you think my men will say when I propose to exchange the kingslayer for two girls ?’ in acok versus ‘finally, after a nightmarish day when the column advanced a bare mile and lost a dozen horses and four men, lord peaseburry turned against the northmen. "this march was madness. more dying every day, and for what? some girl?" ‘ned’s girl.’ said morgan liddle. ‘ned’s girl.’ echoed big bucket wull’ in adwd. thinking about ‘I botched everything up but the battles, didn’t I ? gods be good, who would ever want to be king ?’ versus ‘he was our king! he was brave and good, and the freys murdered him.’ thinking about how robb was the first one to say the words : ‘the north remembers’, unaware that it would become a call to arms, a chant to avenge his murder. unaware that he wasn’t alone. that he had a pack and that they would endure the cold wind in his name!
its finally time for me to admit that for the first two of the three years i have run this asoiaf blog that i had never seen game of thrones nor ever read the books. i just became insanely obsessed with reading the wiki articles about individual characters and locations and was able to sorta piece the whole thing together from there. i have made friends through this blog, gotten into discussion on tumblr, twitter, reddit and more, made posts that got thousands of notes and am even in three different asoiaf discord servers. i still have never seen a episode of the show and am still reading a clash of clans.
AND I AM ALSO NOT SORRY WTF I ABSOLUTELY LOVE AWOIAF ITS SO GOOD SUCK IT
i think my next adventure will be to join a fandom without ever watching the source material. i will participate in discourse and pretend that i know what’s going on but in reality i am a fraudulent faker poser bitch. i think this is the direction my character development has to take
the best part of jon chapters is the frequency at which he does something completely physically impossible with absolutely no commentary. jon does not know that regular people cannot throw a pillow at a wall so hard it literally explodes so he’s just like anyway oh boy time for another day of iron bank loan paperwork and counting beets!