lisbei

It isn't a case of AND SHE NEVER WROTE AGAIN, but it's definitely as case of being done with the fandom. I can't think of a case where my only love became my only hate so quickly, and anyway, I have plenty other hates. But I was already having my doubts in season 7, when we were meant to see the despicable Randyll Tarly as some kind of paragon of honour,* the only reason being DRAGON LADY BAD. Or, if you will, you can't do the things every single Lord has done during a war if you're a woman, because then IT'S WRONG.

Anyway, here's the fic: The Dragon in the North

Cast your mind back to the halcyon days of 2016, when Jon has just been acclaimed as KING IN THE NORTH! and Daenerys Targaryen was coming back to Westeros with a shitload of boats and THREE (3) dragons.

My story begins when that scene ends, and it starts in the North, where Jon Snow finds out he’s a Targaryen** in a scene that I’d had in my heart for too long. This story is how he deals with it.

Featuring diverse traitors, dragons, Targaryens, characters from failed Game of Thrones games, OCs who I love and no-one else cares about and ice zombies.

*or maybe feel sorry for him as a victim of TV amnesia - dear Randyll: that's not how the Wall works! That's not how any of this works!
**or rather, everyone reading realises he's a Targaryen. Jon himself, well. Give him some time. However, this Jon NEVER says: "I dun wan it." or "She's ma queen."