As It Should Be
shipper. dreamer. nerd.
snowboarder. climber.

ask · submit · about · blogroll · ©

There was a soft step behind her. “Khaleesi.” His voice. “Might I speak frankly?”
Dany did not turn. She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness. “Say what you will, ser.”
Daenerys Targaryen, A Storm of Swords (via kaorym)
Posted on September 10, 2013  ·  with 151 notes · via / source
Filed under: #dany and her bear  #a song of ice and fire  #queue  

Antique fake pages of books about the Daenerys Targaryen’s three dragons → (click to enlarge).

Posted on July 31, 2013  ·  with 12038 notes · via / source
Filed under: #game of thrones  #a song of ice and fire  #queue  
No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves.
George R.R. Martin
[when asked if he was going to let any Game of Thrones/Song of Ice and Fire characters live] (via let-them-eat-static)


Purple with rage, the king lashed out, a vicious backhand blow to the side of the head. She stumbled against the table and fell hard, yet Cersei Lannister did not cry out.  Her slender fingers brushed her cheek, where the pale smooth skin was already reddening.  On the morrow the bruise would cover half her face.

Cersei, Sansa, Jeyne Poole, and others are victims of violence perpetrated by the men to whom they are engaged or married.  GRRM is accused in some quarters of fetishizing violence, particularly violence against women.  This might be construed, however, as merely reflective of the era that inspires much of ASOIAF.  Since violence is endemic to Westerosi society and perhaps to the Middle Ages as well, we will revisit violence in upcoming weeks, but today’s topic will focus on domestic violence.  Was violence of this sort the accepted norm in medieval society?

Read More

They stood, staring, together for the first time in what felt like centuries. Sansa remembered very clearly the last time she had seen Bran, a thousand years ago. He had been sleeping still, his fall fresh, and she hadn’t had the heart to kiss him goodbye. She’d squeezed his hand and whispered her love, then escaped before Arya could see her cry. But he was different now, colder. He was not the curious, excited little brother he had been, but a dark man, with heavy eyes and bad habits. A dark heart.

Rickon was strange as ever, but there was wisdom in his eyes. He looked through Sansa, through the steel exterior and into her lionheart. It made her shiver; every secret she had ever had was plunged by his gaze, every depth was fathomed. She might as well have confessed every sin to him, the way he looked at her. He was strong, and wise and wild. 

And Arya? She kept hands tightly to her sides, her face a mask of indifference, so much so that Sansa could have sworn she was as likely to kill them as to kiss them. The woman who stood before her - my sister, Sansa reminded herself - had a countenance that was darker than Bran’s, who was more of a curmudgeon than a villain, and the same wild nature as Rickon, but it ran deeper. She spoke with the voice of one who knew her own mind; moved in such a way that every action seemed premeditated. There was something in her step, in her presence, that set Sansa’s teeth on edge. The only other time she remembered feeling similarly was when she was alone with the Hound: Fear, but more than that: affection. Arya was her sister, but if Sansa was a lionheart, Bran a darkheart and Rickon a wildheart, it seemed Arya had no heart at all. There was no love in her eyes, no mirth in her smile and no gentleness in her touch. She simply was and was nothing.

Posted on May 23, 2012  ·  with 1115 notes · via
Filed under: #wow  #just wow  #a song of ice and fire  
WINDS OF WINTER. Yes, I’m working on that too. At the moment, I am writing about the Dothraki. More than that, I sayeth not, you know I don’t like to talk about this stuff.


“The common people pray for rain, healthy children and a summer that never ends. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace.”

“What do you pray for, Ser Jorah?” she asked him.

“Home,” he said. His voice was thick with longing.

—Jorah Mormont & Daenerys Targaryen, A Game of Thrones

I was thinking about these lines today and the significance they hold for Jorah, personally. Obviously he’s giving Dany a lesson about the people who would be her subjects, but considering what we know of Jorah—how his goals in life are both single-minded and simple—home, at first, and eventually, Dany—and that he has no aspirations for power or even wealth (“The island lies far to the north, and our winters are more terrible than you can imagine, Khaleesi. Still, the island suited me well enough…” (A Clash of Kings)) beyond what was necessary to keep Lynesse happy—I’m struck with a sense of Jorah’s sense of rugged individualism. Perhaps because he’s a lowborn lord of a poor house, he relates more to the common people than to the other noblemen.

Also interestingis the fact that while we see repeatedly throughout the series that Jorah is a skilled swordsman and a gifted military strategist, he only wins his knighthood nine years prior to the start of AGOT. He’d have been over 30 then, which, in comparison to other knights in ASOIAF, seems rather late in life to be knighted. Even more significant is that fact that Jorah wins his spurs for his valor not in Robert’s Rebellion, in which he’d surely have fought as a bannerman of Eddard Stark, but in the Battle of Pyke, in the Greyjoy Rebellion, which would have had no little amount of personal significance for a Mormont. (“Every child growing up on bear island learns to fear Krakens rising from the sea” (A Dance with Dragons.)

All that to say: I don’t think Jorah much cares who sits the Iron Throne (whether he truly believes Daenerys can or will is another discussion for another day), so long as he is allowed to live freely in his own land.

How fitting a Scotsman was cast in the role. ;) (Because Mormonts are Scots and Greyjoys are totes Vikings.) 

Should GRRM be kind enough to let Jorah survive and be one of the few left standing in the end, I really hope he gets to go home to Bear Island.

Preferrably with Dany so they can have sex on bearskin rugs in front of the fireplace.

Posted on April 25, 2012  ·  with 20 notes
Filed under: #jorah mormont  #a song of ice and fire  
She had missed him so. She wanted to see his ugly face, to wrap her arms around him and press herself against his chest, but she knew if she turned around Ser Jorah would be gone.

GRRM - A Dance With Dragons

This chapter is going to be the death of me. Oh Dany, why did you have to send your bear away?

"You have not said you love me."
“I will, if it would please Your Radiance.”
“That is not the answer of a man in love.”

“Kiss me,” she commanded.

His kiss was light and dry and quick. Dany felt no stirrings.

A Dance With Dragons - Daenerys iv

It looks like someone is missing her bear! Who told her he loved her, kissed her and made her nipples betray her!!


Title: Beautiful Is the Mother
Author: MrsTater
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Characters & Pairings: Tyrion Lannister/Sansa Stark
Rating & Warnings: rated PG-13 for sexuality and references to childbirth
Format & Word Count: one-shot, 3308 words
Summary: After the birth of their children, Sansa makes a rather surprising confession to Tyrion about her fears. [Companion to Of the Fathers’ Love Begotten]

Read it @ AO3 | @ | @ LJ

Posted on December 21, 2011  ·  with 10 notes
Filed under: #fanfic  #a song of ice and fire  #game of thrones  


Title: Of the Fathers’ Love Begotten
Author: MrsTater
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Characters & Pairings: Jaime Lannister, Tyrion Lannister; Tyrion/Sansa, past Jaime/Cersei and Tyrion/Tysha
Ratings & Warnings: PG-13 for innuendo, drunkenness, and other adult themes consistent with ASOIAF canon; the P is for Puns. Lots of them.
Format & Word Count: one-shot, 1635 words
Summary: Impending fatherhood dredges up Tyrion’s daddy issues. But does he have the lion’s share of Tywin-inspired angst? And what surprise awaits in the birthing chamber?

Read More


Chapter 15

When Dany rejects the terms to buy Rhaego’s safe return, Jorah must pay the price.


Title: The One Left Behind
Author:  mrstater 
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Characters & Pairings: Jorah Mormont, unrequited Jorah/Dany
Ratings & Warnings: rated PG, references to slavery
Format & Word Count: ficlet, 605 words
Summary: Daenerys thinks Arstan Whitebeard’s the man for the job. Jorah disagrees. [ASOS, Daenerys II]
Author’s Note: Written for the November theme of “rivalries” at valyrian_forged. Go House Tyrell!

Read More

“I have fought beside the Young Wolf in every battle,” Dacey Mormont said cheerfully. “He has not lost one yet.”

- A Storm of Swords

Posted on November 5, 2011  ·  with 34 notes · via
Filed under: #a song of ice and fire  #dacey mormont  #all my creys  


Chapter 13: Games and Players

Strange encounters drive the wedge further between Dany and Jorah, who can only watch and submit as Dany forms an alliance he fears will cost her the game of thrones—and him, his heart.