Cersei/Taena: Cersei rapes her and imagines her fingers to be claws when they've having sexual relations, Taena is going to betray her, Cersei is racist towards her. Where's the honesty in their relationship?

Jaime/Brienne: GRRM said their relationship is evolving, started of as enemies and then saved each other's lives and gave each other a purpose when they were at their lowest (Cat's death and the handchop), Jaime gave Brienne a priceless sword, jumped into a bearpit for her. They can't stand it when anyone else talks shit about each other, Brienne chopped off a guy's hand to avenge Jaime but you probably don't remember that since I doubt you've read her chapters. Keep talking about how much you love her though, while downplaying her most important relationship.

Brienne actually likes Jaime. Can't say the same for Taena/Cersei. It's funny you care so much of Jaime's thoughts instead of his actions while ignoring how Cersei/Taena is nasty in both actions and thoughts (and we don't even know what poor Taena's thoughts are.) Jaime's connection with his horses is more meaningful than that relationship. Heck, Jaime is a deadbeat dad but even he is nicer to Tommen than Cersei.

All I'm saying is Jaime has moments of genuine compassion towards people and makes their lives better. Cersei doesn't. Die mad about it. The closest thing you've got is her feeling bad for a millisecond about the women she gave to Qyburn damn give her the nobel peace prize! Cersei is a heartbreaking character but you are in love with your own version of her since you're bitter af that she killed her friend at a young age and you can't blame misogyny and abuse for every single bad thing she does. I feel bad for you guys actually. You obviously hate Book Cersei since she can't be the girlboss you want her to be. Show Cersei is inconsistent and her only redeeming trait is Lena Headey's cheekbones. So you have to make do with your own version of her and whine about everyone else not seeing it. And funny you call Sansa/Cersei honest when Cersei straight up lied to Sansa about how she loves her.

cersei/taena involves an actual attraction, an interesting woman of colour, the toxicity in the relationship is plain for everyone to see and no one actually pretends its more than it actually is. it involves cersei trying desperately to forge a new connection with another human and taena playing cersei on behalf of whoever is ordering her. cersei is genuinely interested in taena (unlike jaime who could only react a little when brienne stood naked in front of him 🤭) and when she began acting like robert, enacting the same violence on taena that he inflicted on cersei, there was a clarity there because cersei doesn't waste any time pretending to be a good person like jaime does. and in the end, cersei asked for taena to come back to the city- meanwhile jaime spent all of affc obsessing over cersei.

taena actually exists outside of cersei and the grand joke is that cersei doesn't see it. they also spend time together willingly- cersei because she wants a friend and taena because she's spying on cersei- and it's clear that an implosion is coming around the same time that cersei loses everything and taena will be very involved. not only that, cersei will face consequences for the way she treated taena. i know that but you people think that jaime will marry brienne and replace the children he had with cersei. the level of delusion you exhibit is something else.

jaime/brienne- jaime being a piece of shit to a teenager, calling her ugly in more than one way to her face and making fun of her beliefs as though he has any right to, tricking her into doing something that he promised catelyn. brienne's low standards due to the way she's been treated by men is not something you should brag about esp since the only reason jaime 'cares' about her is because he's projecting his issues on her and trying to live through brienne. what's the point of jaime jumping into the bear pit if chapters later, brienne is roaming through the most dangerous parts of westeros alone save for a 10 year old boy. she got attacked like multiple times leading to serious injuries as a direct result of this and it's his fault that lady stoneheart thinks brienne is a traitor. brienne suffered greatly because of jaime. he couldn't even spare a few men to accompany her, instead he puts in more effort to working to finish his father's genocide campaign in the riverlands.

cersei's honesty with sansa (lmao you actually think cersei and sansa's interactions ended in agot?)>>>>>>>>>>>> everything jaime has ever told brienne.

face it, every single interaction cersei has with other characters is far more complex and interesting than whatever it is that jaime does.

Manifesto of a Piece of Shit

So, here I am again. Regretting every god damn decision I make. Hypothetically, “god” should be capitalized as if it’s a real person with a real big title. Atheism or agnosticism comes at the price of grammar. So fuck it, right? My entire bullshit question of the week is: “how and when do you tell someone you love them?”  Or really should you ever? It fucks up everything. If you say it too soon, you’re a fucking loon. If you don’t say it in the right moment, you’re risking a loss. Most of the time, I’ll gladly take the “L.” That’s a fucking Tuesday for me. Being the dumb ass I am, however, I try to save other people from taking it. Especially the ones who have no clue how to accept the loss. Life is loss and loss is life. Jot that down somewhere. I have an irrational or maybe a completely humane response to just love EVERYONE. Love is love, dude. Loving people for their flaws, their wins, their loss, their weird ass quirks. I love weird people. I don’t know if its the freak in me trying to out freak a freak (which almost always happens) but the intellectual part of me who loves to psychoanalyze weird people. Like what brought you to this level of weird. Stress, anxiety, depression, lifestyle? Were you born this way? More often than not, a weird “sheltered” person would find the term weird as defamation. Dude, get weird. Be weird. Stay weird. Life is short and life is weird. I hate conflict. I hate drama. I’m not here to argue. I’m here for a good time, not a long time. Furthermore, I don’t rationalize with normal people as well. That’s a facade for me. Is anyone even really “normal?” Now my next insane question is, “What the fuck is normal?”  And who the fuck is Merriam Webster and why does she have all the god damn definitions to everything. She should be the a world champion a million years running and should get something as prestigious as a Nobel Peace Prize. That bitch done seen’t it. So normal: conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected. FUCK THAT. Merriam, you did no such thing. In my humble opinion, you’re a freak. That’s a compliment, by the way. Also going off into an entirely different tangent. I spent all of high school distancing myself from the beautiful, popular girls. At 26, those are the ones I seek advice from. Not from a, “oh, you’ll finally accept me stand point” but “tell me how much your life sucks now, you peaked in high school. Dude-way-to-go!” Followed by some mild sarcastic round of applause. I was ‘Tylenol Girl’ throughout middle/high school. Literally no sponsorship whatsoever from Tylenol so, ya know, fuck them too but constantly being told to kill yourself is super fun. But honestly most of the girls then, would be one of my best friends now. They’re still super hot but realized life sucks. (Hotness has no affect over my friend choices, I’m just giving credit where it’s due.) What a fucking thing to learn when you’re old now. Am I am an anomaly for realizing since the age of thirteen? Probably only difference is I am still for the most part creative, intelligent, and completely aware life has always sucked and now they ask for MY advice. I quote everything. It’s a serious problem and gets me on a 1013 every time I get checked into a hospital. Honestly, I’d probably be in jail from plagiarizing if I were still trying to accomplish a college degree. Honestly, everything gets me in trouble. I’m a 26 year old mother to a five year old perfect human being who is pretty much a spitting image of my personality and it makes me want to laugh, cry, drink, throw a whole ass tantrum but there’s still so much pride. I don’t want him to have the hardships I did, but I also want him to be human. I refer to him as my alien boy because, honestly, humans suck. Humans experience hardships in ways hard to fathom. I never want him to be one of the ones who experiences the unthinkable and breaks. The one life lesson no one ever taught me was how to pick yourself back up after all the shit you’ve been through. It is the most important life lesson. Children are resilient and their innocence to everything is so malleable. Until its not. How much actual heartbreak can kill a person? How much misconception of why the fuck we are here wears and tears until you break? Is there even a threshold? And how do I fix it if I can’t even fix myself? It is what it is. That’s all it can and ever will be. There’s no could’ve, should’ve, would’ves. My son always tells me, “you get what you get and you don’t pitch a fit.” What a god damn mantra for a five year old. Surrendering to yourself and your follies is the hardest shit you’ll ever endure. But the love, the memories, the relationships; they keep it three hunna. Always. Stay blessed