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1. If you could ask your pet one question what would it be? Why she gets all cuddly with my mom, but not me
2. Do you talk to yourself out loud and has anyone ever noticed? All the time, my co-workers sometimes gave me funny looks
3. What’s the most disgusting thing you can put between two slices of bread and eat? Just ketchup, my brother used to love to do this
4. Time travel – a week in the future or a week in the past and why?Neither, not much for time travel
5. What’s your favorite smell of all time? Apples and cinnamon
6. If you could live in one fictional place, where would you live? I wouldn’t want to live there, but I’d love to visit Highgarden from ASOIAF, preferably during peace time. I would love to attend one of their masquerade harvest balls.
7. If you could bring back one celebrity who died in the last five years, who would it be? Phillip Seymour Hoffman, so many more great roles he could have played
8. Favorite weird food combination? I can’t think of anything really weird. I like oatmeal with 1 tsp of peanut butter and 2 tsp of strawberry jam mixed in
9. Addiction (or habit) you wish you could break? Candy, I love it, but it is not so good for my waistline
10. Fanfiction: Explicit or Fluffy? Fluffy, but sometimes I get into a phase where I read all the E rated stories
11. Jaime and Brienne are finally going to do the deed – George R.R. Martin’s version or HBO Game of Thrones version (If you don’t ship JB choose another book/show ship)? I want it to happen in both universes, I think I would prefer the HBO version, I love GRRM but his love scenes are often not very sexy
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House Mormont - Here We Stand
“Bear Island is beautiful, but remote. Imagine old gnarled oaks and tall pines, flowering thornbushes, grey stones bearded with moss, little creeks running icy down steep hillsides. The hall of the Mormonts is built of huge logs and surrounded by an earthen palisade. Aside from a few crofters, my people live along the coasts and fish the seas. The island lies far to the north, and our winters are more terrible than you can imagine”

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Tagged by @nurdles
Rules: tag 9 people you want to know better
Relationship status: single
Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick
Last song I listened to (that meant something to me): Little Talks by Of Monster and Men
Last movie I watched: Not a movie, but I just binge watched season 4 of Major Crimes
Favourite colour: purple
Top 3 shows: Game of Thrones, Walking Dead, Once Upon a Time (the third one was a hard choice because I have watched a lot of shows and GoT and TWD just stand out)
Top 3 favourite characters: Jaime Lannister, Carol Peletier, Brienne of Tarth (Honorable mentions: Daryl and Merle Dixon, Tyreese, Regina Mills and George Crabtree)
Top 3 ships: Jaime x Brienne, Caryl, Dany x Jorah (Honorable mentions: Gendrya, SanSan, SwanQueen, Richonne, Shandy and Rocketshipping)
Tag nine people you want to know better
I am tagging @lifeinpurplestars @thereadersmuse @firstclassinsanity @hedwig123 @gajamudshgw @notbasicfangirl @madien-of-thorns and whoever else would like to
Husband
The day had been a long one, full of plans, strategies, discussions and arguments. Even though all the great families of Westeros were now united, it did not make for an easy alliance. For now Jon and her were alone, drinking wine and staring at a giant map. She considered Jon, he is dark, brooding and overly serious. Although she guessed the situation was an extremely serious one, however she couldn't help but imagine Daario finding some way to laugh, even in the face of White Walkers and the undead, but her husband isn't Daario.
She knows so little about her husband, they have been married such a short time. It was a strategic alliance, a means to consolidate power. It made so much sense, the King in the North should marry the Queen of the South. She knows Jon is a good man, he cares more about the well being of his men than he does about his own, which is a great quality in a leader. But, she doesn't know if she'll ever love him.
The White Walkers and their army are pressing south, gathering the dead as they go. The scouts, those who are lucky enough to return, report that they are getting close. Tomorrow they go out to meet them. She will ride Drogon, and their mettle will be tested, to see if its possible to inflict any damage on their great army. Everyone knows that they might fail miserably, tomorrow could be her last day.
Jon is saying something, he has probably been saying something for awhile.
"I'm sorry Jon, I haven't been attending."
"That's alright. I suppose it doesn't matter, we can only go over plans so many times." They sat in silence for awhile, then she rose.
"Jon, I hope you don't mind, but if tonight is going to be my last I would like to spend it with those who are dearest to me."
"Of course. Good night my Queen."
"Good night, Jon."
She made her way through the castle. She was still getting used to Winterfell, with all its twists and turns and crypts. However, she knew her way to this room. It had once been a storage room, changed into a small bedchamber. She knocked, he opened the door.
"Khaleesi" he always said it like that, more like a endearment than a title.
"Jorah" she gave him a watery smile. He opened the door wider to let her in, then he shut the door, to shut out the night.
(A03)
Tears
"Get out" she screamed. James and Meowth winced, snapping shut the door to prevent Jessie's boot from hitting them. They jumped as the the projectile thumped against the door.
"Meowth, maybe you could give us a minute."
"She's all yours Jimmy boy. Good Luck." he said as he waddled down the hall. James listened, but no sound was coming from their room. He pressed his ear to the door, there was no yelling, so he figured it was safe to enter. As he let himself into their room he saw Jessie sprawled across the bed, quietly sobbing. This was new, he had seen Jessie cry lots of times in the field, usually out of fear or frustration, but this was different, his heart hurt listening to her muffled sobs.
"Jessie, what wrong?" Jessie looked at him, than turned her head away.
"You wouldn't understand, you've never been in love." Oh, so that was it. Jessie had been in love before, but if it didn't work out she usually just shrugged it off, this time must have been bad.
"Your wrong, you know" he said crawling onto the bed and sitting next to her "I know what it's like to chase their smile, how it hurts to breathe because you think your heart is going to beat right out of your chest, and I know how bad the pain is when they don't feel the same way." She had stopped crying, and she was looking at him like she had never seen him before.
"Jessie, why don't you tell me what happened?" Jessie sniffed a few times.
"There is nothing to tell. I met this boy. I thought he liked me, I really did, but ..." she seemed to lose her voice, the tears gathered in her eyes and she was crying once more. He rubbed her back, trying to calm her.
"Hey, if he couldn't see how fabulous you are, then he wasn't the right one." This seemed to make her cry even harder. James stayed right beside her until her tears were spent. Some time later she asked,
"James, you said you've been in love before, who was she?"
"Uh, well" he said looking down, then he took a strand of hair and tucked it behind her ear "just a strong, sassy, crimson haired girl."
"Oh, James" she said, pouncing across the bed and capturing him in a hard embrace. James pulled her close, he didn't mind that she was squeezing all the air out of him, he was exactly where he wanted to be.
(A03)