A GAME OF THRONES Sansa II

Sansa began to cry. He let go of her then, and snuffed out the torch in the dirt. “No pretty words for that, girl? No little compliment the septa taught you?”

When there was no answer, he continued. “Most of them, they think it was some battle. A siege, a burning tower, an enemy with a torch. One fool asked if it was dragonsbreath.” His laugh was softer this time, but just as bitter.

“I’ll tell you what it was, girl,” he said, a voice from the night, a shadow leaning so close now that she could smell the sour stench of wine on his breath. “I was younger than you, six, maybe seven. A woodcarver set up shop in the village under my father’s keep, and to buy favor he sent us gifts. The old man made marvelous toys. I don’t remember what I got, but it was Gregor’s gift I wanted. A wooden knight, all painted up, every joint pegged separate and fixed with strings, so you could make him fight.

Gregor is five years older than me, the toy was nothing to him, he was already a squire, near six foot tall and muscled like an ox. So I took his knight, but there was no joy to it, I tell you. I was scared all the while, and true enough, he found me. There was a brazier in the room. Gregor never said a word, just picked me up under his arm and shoved the side of my face down in the burning coals and held me there while I screamed and screamed. You saw how strong he is. Even then, it took three grown men to drag him off me. The septons preach about the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who’s been burned knows what hell is truly like."

“My father told everyone my bedding had caught fire, and our maester gave me ointments. Ointments! Gregor got his ointments too. Four years later, they anointed him with the seven oils and he recited his knightly vows and Rhaegar Targaryen tapped him on the shoulder and said, ‘Arise, Ser Gregor.’” The rasping voice trailed off. He squatted silently before her, a hulking black shape shrouded in the night, hidden from her eyes.

Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. “He was no true knight,” she whispered to him.

The Hound threw back his head and roared. Sansa stumbled back, away from him, but he caught her arm. “No,” he growled at her, “no, little bird, he was no true knight.””

they could never make me hate you!

But was it REALLY because of Kagome that Rin and Sesshomaru met? I mean…maybe in a round about way…maybe

But how does Towa even fricking know that? She hasn’t talked to either of her parents to know what happened between them. Did she have an off screen chat with Kohaku?

Look, I love Kagome but this is a story another Sesshomaru and Rin’s daughters and we get so much still about the Higurashis. Enough already.

For all the pearl clutching regarding the fact that Rin was a young mother at 18-years-old, I never hear much about that fact that Sesshomaru was the equivalent of a 19-year-old when they were born.

I am a grump and can’t be happy with nice things, but even though the manga is better, I’m so tired of Towa thinking about her adopted family when Rin is right there. I hated Inuyasha’s comments about letting Towa help him out of respect for Sota for raising Towa and calling Sesshomaru a loser.

Also, making Rin drunk and silly and having Towa comment on how she was more like a sister than a mother made even the heartfelt moment of her recognizing her mother’s smell not as impactful for me.

Also, in the middle of the celebration with her mother and sister, Towa has to go off and moon about how great a dad Sota is. Why do this to Rin and Sesshomaru? At least Setsuna is there and acting like I would expect.

I really do hate the entire concept of this story even as I love the characters.

you know i'm something of a civil engineer myself

I stand by what I said so many years ago, but oof, were my expectations NOT met. It could have been beautiful.

This scene right here...

Oh this got me thinking….

I cannot WAIT for Towa to meet Sesshomaru and Rin.  Beautiful Sesshomaru, with his flowered robes and long, silky hair.  Sesshomaru with his natural eye-makeup and face markings and long nails.  Sesshomaru who is completely sexy fabulous with his fur thrown over his shoulder but who is also a fierce, manly warrior is not going to give one damn about gender roles. 

Rin, who grew up as a complete outcast, who for much of her young life said to hell with living like a regular human, who if she is indeed the mother (she is), clearly gave up life in Kaede’s village and bucked all expectations for a human peasant girl by marrying and bearing the children of a powerful yokai, do you think she cares if her daughter wears pants and gets in fights?  She will not.

I cannot wait for Towa to meet her dad and have him tell her the most beautiful words of all:  “Do as you please.”

Researcher shenanigans

Rincita is out of the tree finally! I hope this definitely means SessRin reunion next chapter🤞🤞🤞

His hand holding hers, the way they look at each other!💓

I'm dying 😭💖💖🛐🛐

Hanyo no Yashahime Manga Volume 6

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Yearly Reminder that C.S Lewis encouraged his fans to write fanfiction about Susan Pevensie becoming a friend to Narnia and reuniting with her family once again.

Literally inviting his fans to write Susan’s adult, angsty character development with a happy ending.

Do your duty fans. Write that fanfiction.

Sign his cone

The cone clashes with the fanny pack

Tonight’s late night ramble:

Honestly my biggest problem with the ‘Inuyasha and Kikyo jewel pact’ wasn’t that she wanted to turn him human cuz she hated demons or something…. it’s that the sides of their deal were totally uneven.

Kikyo would’ve been getting the better deal, hands down: no more responsibility to the jewel, no more demons coming after her to steal it, a husband, a normal life… there’s no downside to this. And it’s not like she was planning to use the jewel for herself anyways, so it’s absence isn’t a big sacrifice.

Inuyasha on the other hand was giving up his only strength- the means whereby he’d managed to survive his whole life. He didn’t have Tetsusaiga, and even if he had it wouldn’t have transformed for him after becoming human. He would have been putting his entire life in Kikyo’s hands, cuz even though he’s pretty tough as a human, he also pushes himself nearly to death each new moon. Living every day like that?? Yeah. Not good.

I just get sad when I think about it because he was so desperate for love and companionship that he either didn’t realize what a huge sacrifice this would be, or he just didn’t care.

And the fact that Kikyo didn’t seem to realize how unfair and unbalanced their plan was, and how much she was asking from him without giving anything up herself just… I mean I get if she thought she was doing him a favor or giving him an opportunity for a happy life or something, but… that kinda thinking just shows she didn’t think it through very well. Neither of them did tbh, and I’m glad it didn’t end up happening.

By せんはば

Rin: Lord Sesshomaru is so kind, gentle, and loving

Inuyasha, Jaken, Naraku, everyone else: