#but that doesn’t matter this is a hypothetical scenario so. ghost sex.

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478 drabble: babymaking

alternatively, you and jungkook step towards the next stage.

[ 98% smut, unprotected sex, oral, typical 478!jk cockiness, he’s a little mean but he makes up for it, hints of possessiveness, one (1) impulsive insecure thought making a cameo, jungkook wants to be loved ]

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For the past month, Jungkook can’t be around you without tensing up.

He’s positive that he loves you so much to the point that he’s going crazy, yearning for you even if you were only an arm’s reach away. Both your knees could already be pressed together with how he crams your space even in a huge couch, but it still wouldn’t be enough.

Jungkook doesn’t know when enough is enough when it comes to you. He’s entirely sure that there’s an adjective yet to be coined with how he’s beyond smitten with you, the itch in his palms to just be close to you growing tenfold the past month alone.

There’s no alarm in his brain when he’s making your lunches to remind him that he’s made you too much side dishes. He doesn’t hear any beeping in his subconscious when he becomes your shadow the second you come home, instantly becoming your yes man to everything, simply because he feels like he just can’t get enough of you.

Even from your side of the equation, there’s no exact explanation you can pin behind your husband’s newfound and intensified attachment to you. Whatever it was though, you’re fully in on it.

Jungkook feels like the walls would cave in if he doesn’t latch to you the moment his eyes land on your figure, hugging you from behind with a yearning that would have his arms wrap around your tummy. He thinks the world would end if he doesn’t bury his face in the crook of your neck, nosing a particular spot before he lets out a ghost of a whine and the most longing of kisses on it.

Jungkook’s longing for you, more of you, so much so that he can’t even go to sleep with the desire that keeps him tossing and turning until he builds enough of the crazed desperation to bring it up to you.

Your husband shakes you awake in the middle of the night, full-on knowing that you have an early shoot in the morning but he was just that desperate to ask you that he can swallow the tiny guilt of interrupting your sleep.

You don’t have to turn the big light on because even with the dim pink glow of your lamp, you could see this desperately committed look on Jungkook’s face that has his eyes dilated. He’s trying his hardest to look and sound casual, propped up by a pillow that does little to cushion the fact that he’s literally trembling just at the prospect of popping the question.

“Hypothetically asking,” he coughs, swallowing the lump on his throat that’s been there unsatiated for the past month. “We’ve had this conversation even before we got married, by the way.”

The gears in your head turn immediately but they don’t dare to cross into the worst possible scenarios because Jungkook immediately adds to his thought process, the words spilling out with a kind of fervor that’s unmistakeable. 

“Do you want a baby with me?” 

The fuzz in his brain turns quiet the moment he finally relieved what was weighing on his chest for the longest time, the nervousness detaching from his voice but never fully.

He’s unguarded but it’s okay because it’s with you anyways, the stunned look on your face highlighting the fact that your pupils are blown but you don’t look the least bit unpleasant.

Your husband is unguarded even with his hair tousled from tossing and turning and his glasses perched haphazardly on his nosebridge, but you don’t mind. You’re unguarded and yet it doesn’t matter because the moment Jungkook had finally let on what was unfolding in his mind, you’ve never felt more secure.

“It’s up to you, of course. But I really, really want to add to our family,” he murmurs, briefly interrupted by the cat who’s taking her sweet time to stretch (only to go back to loafing into her sleep) between the two of you. “I know you think you birthed Miso, but I mean really our baby this time.”

In the most unguarded and rawest of contexts for your husband to propose trying for a baby, Jungkook has never been more of your forever soulmate than now.

“I wanna put a baby in you,” Jungkook makes clear, the grin on his face steadily turning into a smirk when he sees you build up into a knowing smile. “You want that too? Wanna let me make you a mommy?”

The nod that you give almost gives you a headache but it does pry out a laugh from him, pulling you closer to him before you could put your agreement into words.

“Of course I do,” you hum, the warmth and sense of belonging you feel all over your body coming into full bloom. “I’d want nothing more.”

Jungkook’s on top of the world even if he’s only sharing a bed with you right now, pecking little kisses to your cheek so somberly that you forget there was even a flash of this primal, urgent desire on his eyes just awhile ago. “Let’s talk about it more in the morning.”

The thing is that you do talk in the morning, in between you just barely dressing yourself from the shower and Jungkook barely just saving your meal from being burnt. Nothing happened last night except for the needy yet sleepy makeout session that knocked out the both of you already, the prior conversation enough to make you sleep with a smile on your face.

You’re ready, your situation’s ideal, and the most important factor of them all is that you’re secure. You’re at the edge of your seat just thinking about your future, which who knows could be exactly nine months from now, and yet —

Your husband flipped a switch once again.

It’s only barely noticeable but you know that something’s off and you know he notices that you’re catching on. He’s doing it on purpose, something to slowly weasel his way into your nerves with a buildup that you can’t even grasp.

Jungkook, against his raw and impassioned promises of getting you pregnant a few weeks ago, has barely been giving you the time of day.

In the fairest and most unbiased way you see the situation, you admit that you haven’t been as present as much as you’d like because of work. Jungkook’s used to you being swamped with work and he’s already grasped long ago that barely anything could keep you from being a workaholic. You’re used to Jungkook being accustomed to your departure at godforsaken hours of the morning and your arrival at equally as wretched hours of the evening.

Perhaps it’s the overwhelming nature of your career that drives you to dwell in your thoughts. You weren’t hallucinating when Jungkook shook you awake at midnight to ask if you wanted a baby, and you certainly weren’t daydreaming when he became too ecstatic to your response to the point that instead of snoring, he fell asleep humming.

Neither of you needed to breathe in through your nose for four seconds, hold it for seven, and exhale through your mouth for eight in order to rest. While you fell asleep to Jungkook’s warmth from embracing you like his life depended on it, your husband fell asleep from making lists in his head of the shared experiences you’ll go through once you’re pregnant.

You’ve never been more sure of having a child with Jungkook than now, and you haven’t been more certain either of the fact that your conversation did happen.

How come it’s only you that keeps repeating the conversation in your head over and over again, waiting for something to finally happen?

“Hi, baby,” Jungkook greets you from the couch when you come home instead of doing his usual routine of getting to his feet and barraging you with kisses the moment you walk through the door. You let it pass thinking that the show he was watching was just too good, rationalizing that if the tables were turned, you would’ve done the same thing.

“Wearing my shirts again?” your husband questions you nowadays when he didn’t even use to point it out. Before, he would only hide his face acting as if it hadn’t affected him in the first place, silently moving more of his clothes to your side of the closet.

You try to remind yourself that they’re just silly little things you shouldn’t get worked up on. You shouldn’t be offended when you see a container haphazardly strewn out the kitchen counter, with the traces of the chocolate ends of ice cream cones on it that Jungkook ate without leaving some for you, the wrappers shining bright as day in the trashcan. 

Of course you shouldn’t get pissed when you come home to Jungkook and Miso chasing each other around the house, their playing ceasing as soon as you want to join in. Even your cat looks disinterested at you while your husband remains perturbingly “indifferent”, the thoughts behind his eyes unreadable.

Most importantly, you should keep it in when you’ve had a long day at work and all you want is for your husband to be in your peripheral, calling for him from the bedroom while he was out watching his show to come and give you a kiss… right?

Wrong.

You can’t keep your internalized frustration from bubbling over because it literally gets you to your feet, making you march out of the bedroom with so much desperation that it makes Miso yowl and drive away from your path.

“What the hell is up with you?” you seethe the moment your eyes land on the back of Jungkook’s head, your irritation towards him having grown enough to the point that even the shape of his skull annoys you.

Your husband turns to look at you wide-eyed, but if only you weren’t simmering in frustration, you would know that his show’s been paused long ago before you even marched out. Jungkook was waiting for you and you’re right where and how he wants you.

“Aw. Is someone getting worked up?” he cloyingly drawls out, the furrow in your brows out of anger being no match for the cockiness that drips out of him endlessly. He knows what you’re getting at and it’s starting to hit you little by little, the positive trepidation that’s steadily turning into loving desperation being apparent. “Good. I wanted you to.”

Jungkook stands tall, hovering above you with provocation lingering in his tone. He tuts, frowning incessantly when he takes it a step further by putting his face closer to you to the point that your noses touch.

“My silly girl,” he sighs. “Do you think I wouldn’t deliver on my promises?” Jungkook scoffs in faux disappointment yet the both of you know that his arrogance only keeps the two of you closer. “You really assumed that I think so lightly of you?”

He’s had his fun the past few weeks. You could only bet that your husband took a liking to how you’d frown and be pissed with him from the sidelines.

You’ve been frustrated for weeks on end — you suppose Jungkook could take it even for just a few minutes.

“Yeah, pretty much. You think you’re all that, Jungkook, but trust me-…” you retort, being interrupted almost instantly.

“Someone’s really huffy, huh?” he tilts his head, nosing along your cheek until he reaches the shell of your ear. “No, baby, trust me.”

In one swift move, you unlatch yourself from his hold, and although it physically pains you to be even a centimeter away from him when you’re this needy for him, it ticks Jungkook even more.

“You took your sweet time provoking me. What would you know about trust?”

“I trust myself to fix that attitude of yours,” Jungkook grits, having you back in his arms before you could even register it. His hands cup your cheeks with the most determined, desperate gaze in his eyes. He enunciates his words as if you couldn’t understand them, a sickeningly sweet smirk accompanying his face afterwards. “I trust myself to have you filled up by tonight.”

He’s arrogant in a way that you haven’t ever seen before. Sure, he does puff his chest every now and then when he comes to your sets and he has to make it known to your co-star that he’s your husband in real life, but nothing to this degree. 

The arrogance that drips right out of Jungkook is intimidating, addictive even. He’s so sure of himself and his passioned promise to you to fuck you senseless that you try not to quiver on the spot.

“Is that it?” your voice remains stable even if there’s a shakiness underneath it, an attempt of a huff following your words.

“Is that it?” Jungkook echoes, bordering into a scoff the longer he looks at the unimpressed look on your face. You’re only playing, of course, but your husband doesn’t seem to catch on. He thought he was teeming with self-control when he managed to tamp down his desires to breed you for the past few weeks, but now — now when it’s you who attempts to play the game with him, he’s the least bit impressed. “I think you’re forgetting what your husband’s capable of.”

Jungkook can talk himself up but so can you, the faint idea that crosses your head coming into fruition. You’re only playing, except at such a crucial point of him yearning for you in more ways than one, you’re unknowingly treading into a dangerous territory.

“He knows how to diligently wait for me by the door. You know, like a-…”

“A househusband?” he interjects, taking the sweet smile on your face as your way of making up for underestimating him. He’s mistaken though because as soon as you open your mouth, he only feels himself falling in deeper.

“I was gonna say pet, but househusband works too.”

The way that Jungkook looks down on you with a cloying smile puts shudders in your spine, the warmth in your stomach fluttering downwards intensely when he looks at you from head to toe.

“Charming,” he hums nonchalantly, running his large hands up and down your arms before settling on the small of your back. He holds you so tightly that you’re pressed to him directly, the pressure so large that you’re gonna be squeezed if you don’t jump. The squeak that leaves you immediately turns into a contented sigh when Jungkook catches you snugly, his lips ghosting the shell of your ear all the way to your lips.

Your eyes cross just by how close he is to you and Jungkook’s arrogant when he sees the sheer need in your face to kiss him, indulging you deeply with his tongue down your throat. He kisses you like he’s parched; akin to an overeager husband who wants to give you everything that you want, except he’s exactly the model for it at the moment.

There’s always been desperation to how Jungkook loves you through his touches but this time you can trace it and yet whatever you do, the passion he’s rooting from is endless. He chases your lips until he’s certain your short of breath, his lips red and puffy pulling into a mocking frown.

“I don’t give you a hundred percent of my attention for just one second and now you’re being all mean,” he drawls, your brain turning into mush for a second to even remember that you were just likening him to a pet before he made you quiet.

“You’re mean,” you huff pathetically, threatening to come out of his hold with your eyes but you both know that it’s the last thing you want to do, especially now that he opened the door to your room and set you down on the bed.

Jungkook’s certain that you don’t know exactly what you do to him, your genuine obliviousness at times kickstarting this urge in him to show you precisely.

“This is mean to you?” he laughs, his voice dropping down a notch that it makes you sink further down to the bed. “I haven’t even showed you what rude looks like.”

The thing with your husband is that he’s infuriating. He’s infuriating now that he takes off his shirt and he lets you know how exactly he puts in the work when you aren’t home, his body broad and toned. He’s infuriating when his inked arms flex even if he doesn’t do it intentionally. He’s even more infuriating when he’s laughing at you, the cockiness in his persona so loud that you ache just at the thought of it.

“Should I be rude and rip out your clothes?” he hums, getting you out of your shirt and your pants swiftly. He’s calm yet he’s quick, and if you aren’t consumed with the thought of your husband devouring you alive right now, you’d notice the way his fingers tremble at anticipation when he unlatches your bra. “Or should I be mean and make you wait?”

Jungkook pulls down your panty with his initials on it, his tongue swiping the bottom of his teeth in gloating. One night, he had the idea of stitching JJK on atleast half of your panties, the waistbands of them being adorned with pink thread. It goes straight to his head (and his cock) at the thought of you wearing his initials, hidden with only the intention of him being able to see.

Despite already being naked fully, Jungkook’s lips goes straight to the column of your neck, kissing down and down until you realize that he lingers at the skin, mouth biting and suckling.

“I-I have work tomorrow,” you weakly remind, the lump in your throat dissolving to a moan when he sucks at a sensitive spot right under your ear.

“No you don’t,” he chuckles, the sound going straight to your core. He’s hovering above you in only his sweatpants yet there’s already a bulging clue that he’s dying to touch you already. At this point, he’s only prolonging the aching desperation between the two of you. “Two weeks ago, I called Jimin to tell him that you’re going on a week-long break.”

“What?” you murmur, back arching when Jungkook gets to your chest, his tongue licking a bold stripe right on your cleavage. He squeezes your boobs together and it’s a lewd sight the way he moans at the picture, lips frantically alternating between your nipples. Your voice is strained already, your attempt at keeping your pride shattered when he nips at you. 

“Mhmm. I have you all to myself,” he confirms, eyes lulling closed when he sucks at your bud. He’s salivating at the thought that your boobs would soon be full, even fuller than they are now and he’ll get to bury his face between them. He lifts his head begrudgingly, the chuckle that leaves him being gargled. He can’t get enough of you — he just can’t. “Not bad for a pet waiting around for you, hm?”

“Baby, please,” you moan when Jungkook’s lips ghost over your midriff all the way to your pussy, his back arched in the air to have his mouth on your core yet his palms squeezing your boobs tightly. He rubs the soft pads of his fingers against your nipples roughly, tugging at the last minute when he pulls away that you tangle your fingers with his long hair.

It’s an infuriatingly warm sight to see your husband looking up at you with such a desperate and demanding gaze on his eyes, framed even more by the way his hair curls around his visage. You ought to tug at them if only he didn’t have the upper hand on you now, hands quite literally prying your legs open so he’s head-on with your pussy.

“You’ve been so patient too. You tell me you hate me for ignoring you but you haven’t even touched yourself,” he snickers, licking his lips when he looks at your pretty core underneath this light. You’re pulsating around nothing and just dying to be touched, setting a lump on his throat when he follows your wetness trickling down your thighs. “It’s like you know that you can’t cum without me.”

“I-I can cum without you,” you argue, breath hitching when Jungkook comes closer to lick at the wetness that’s gathered on your thighs, the graze of his teeth tearing out a moan from you.

“You do?” he pouts, eyes mocking you even at this angle. They’re wide and they’re burning right through you, the derisive tone behind his words just fueling you more and more to have him in you. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I go to sleep right now?”

“Jungkook,” you whine, eyes glossing at frustration. You’re so close to throwing a tantrum, he figures. Your torso slightly lifts just for you to show you’re upset at him, plopping back down the mattress in annoyance. “You’re mean.”

“That’s what I thought,” he hums, the smile on his face accentuated with his lips that are bitten red and wet from the amount of times he’s gnawed on them. “Of course I’ll take care of you, baby. Who’s gonna get you pregnant if I’m leaving you to it alone?”

Jungkook takes off his sweatpants, his thick thighs unconsciously flexing from his position to kiss you. Without further warning, Jungkook laps right at your pussy, his doe eyes looking up at you in close attention. His nose nudges your clit, and being deprived of your husband’s touch for so long, you instantly jolt.

“You missed me so bad,” he lulls, diving in to take your clit to his mouth. He closes his eyes while he feasts on you and it’s almost pornographic the way his eyebrows scrunch in pleasure just by giving you it, sucking your clit tightly with no breaks in between.

It brings you close to tears the way he drinks you in and makes a loud show with it, his moans even louder than yours. His bare cock keeps brushing against the sheets and he’s already sensitive enough as it is, the furrow on his brows getting deeper the more that he moans into your hole.

Jungkook pacifies his mouth with your clit in bliss, drinking you in with his tongue languidly shifting to pleasure you right how you want it. He doesn’t let go even when your thighs keep lifting off the bed with how euphoric it feels, his hands locking them in place above his shoulders.

“I’m gonna— gonna cum already,” you stutter in between moans, the orgasm that courses right through you making you tremble. Jungkook holds you through it, and although he slows down, his tongue remains flicking at your clit that’s already become swollen at the attention.

The sight of your cum pooling on his fingers and his chin never gets old to you because with each passing time, Jungkook makes a way to amp it up to be more scandalous than the last time. He has your cum in his hands, gathering on his wedding band that glints even further at your essence.

Jungkook merely closes his eyes in absolute bliss, sucking only his ring finger and parts the rest of them right after, shoving them into your mouth without prior warning. There’s an instant groan that leaves him when you indulge him obediently, your stifled breaths making him clench his jaw harder.

He’s painfully hard but he doesn’t want to cum just yet, wanting to reserve all of his seed for you. He almost orgasms right then and there when you paw at him needily, bottom lip slightly jutted out in begging. He sees you look at him with such desperation, meeting your eyeline that’s just begging to reciprocate. He lets on just slightly, his thumb pressing against your lip.

“Wanna blow me?” he rasps, the question being met with an eager nod. You already have your tongue out before he finishes the sentence, his strained control leaving him little by little the moment he sets the heavy head of his cock on your tongue. “Suck the tip.”

In your gratitude, you disregard Jungkook’s command completely and take him in whole, sucking all the way until his cock reaches the back of your throat and tears prick your ears.

“F-fuck!” Jungkook gutturally groans, eyes rolling back to his skull when your warmth envelopes his dick all the way through. You’re sucking him so tightly and nicely that his resolve wavers momentarily, the moans that leave him getting louder in nature.

“Baby, I said-…” he shudders when you trace the vein on his cock with a pointed tongue, the sudden change giving him his bearings back. Your husband snaps out of it even if it pains him, pulling you back by your hair. “I said, just the tip.” 

You’re pouting as you’re scolded but what really gets Jungkook is that you still look accomplished — you don’t even feel the least bit sorry for not heeding his warnings.

“You don’t even listen to me.” His hold on your hair detaches abruptly and for a moment, you miss his harshness on your scalp. You’re looking for his hand to atleast hold yet when you find it, he’s lining himself inside you. There’s not even a second left before you break out into a moan, the sudden yet welcome intrusion of his cock in your pussy giving you the greatest sense of overwhelm.

“All I ask is for you to just suck the fucking tip of my cock because I wanna cum inside you,” he grits, punctuating his words with each thrust. You’re so tight that he wants to be suffocated by you in the best way possible. “But you don’t like listening, huh?”

“I, I don’t. You’re right,” you concede, the words you’re hearing already ringing inside your head because you just can’t focus when you feel so eternal. “Jungkook, baby, please.”

“Please what? What do you want?” he airily chuckles, having to pause his cockiness when a loud moan tears right through his throat when you clench. “Come on, an actress like you should know her lines,” he snickers, his breath hitching as he quickens his pace. “Tell me what you want.”

“You-…” your eyes sting, the whines and moans stuck in your throat being continuous to the point that your attempt to swallowing them down makes them even louder. “You told me you’re gonna make me a mommy,” you blubber, shifting underneath his hold. You already have him in you but it’s not enough — it wouldn’t be until he fills you up.

“I did say that, baby. Kept you waiting long enough, I’m sorry,” Jungkook placates you, delicately kissing your cheek despite his harsh thrusts against your core. He’s momentarily soft at the reminder of the promise he made you, continuing to handle you silkily. The brief change of attitude in your husband dissipates the moment he sees the way your face scrunches in pleasure when he sinks his cock in you, deep in your pussy to the point you swear he could feel him in your stomach.

Jungkook goes back to his promise, whispering and moaning to your ear over and over again that he’ll deliver. He’s ramming into you at a ruthless pace, his thumb once again making its way to your clit to rub frantic circles.

“Isn’t is so cute that only I can do this to you?” he grunts, eyebrows furrowed while focusing on giving you the greatest possible orgasm he could ever give you. “Not one of your fucking co-stars can even dream of being with you like this when I’m in the picture. Not even Yoongi.”

You nod frantically in agreement, unable to answer verbally because it’s only your moans and cries that pry out of your throat.

“They’re jealous of me, pretty girl,” Jungkook chuckles, thighs starting to tremble at his impending release. “S-so— so bitter that I’m better than them without even having to lift a single finger.”

The arrogance that pours right out of your husband strikes your very own ego, the sleazy smile in your face reassuring him.

“I’m only yours, right?” Jungkook asks, thrusts threatening to slow down if you don’t answer him. “Just yours.”

It’s positively infuriating and heartwarming to see your husband want you to take possession of him, a stark difference even if he’s the one taking control of you right now.

You hum playfully, eyes half-lidded as you hold out your words for suspense.

“Say it,” he says pointedly, rolling his eyes before nipping at your jaw.

“I’m yours,” you drawl, brain once again going into mush when he resumes his ruthless pace. His cock’s made for you, making you squirm and melt to his hold at the same time.

“I already know that, baby,” Jungkook tuts, fishing out a different answer from you. “That’s not what I wanted you to say.”

The words finally click in your head this time, the pride in your chest growing to know that Jungkook’s so desperate for you to have him in your possession; merely declaring it would even send him to the edge.

“You’re mine.”

“Good,” he whimpers, almost seeing white with how euphoric and overstimulated he is. “One more time for me, huh? Say it again.”

“You’re mine, Jungkook,” you whisper right to his ear, your nails scratching red at his back that makes him arch further. “You’re only mine.”

“You’re so greedy,” he teases you even when you handed him on a silver platter exactly what he needed to hear, his thumb drawing deeper, faster circles on your clit. “Beg.”

Jungkook expects you to say please incessantly because the both of you know that neither can hold out for any longer, the orgasm that’s been building up in the pit of your stomach growing intense. His necklace with your initial on it dangles over your face, taunting you in anticipation.

“Love you,” you squeak, throwing your head back when you could practically feel the head of your climax appearing. Just a couple more thrusts that brush the deepest part of you and you’ll be there, your moans turning into cries.

“You’re so-…” Jungkook’s flustered for a second, his thrusts stuttering in response. Every part of his burns and it’s just this very release that’s gonna enable him to fill you up fully, the spent smile on your face egging him on.

“Say it back, come on.” 

“I love you too,” he mutters, his shyness disappearing when you make the move of lifting your legs to hook them on his shoulders. Jungkook’s the deepest in you that he’s ever been, his vision getting blurry with how good he feels.

“My perfect girl,” he mutters over and over again to your ear when you finally break, following you right after. His cock twitches inside you, plugging up your pussy as he fills you for what seems like minutes. “My cum’s yours, you get that? Keep every single drop in.”

Jungkook takes meticulous care to not let a single drop of his cum drip out of you, angling himself to be lower than you when he nuzzles his face to the crook of your neck.

It feels like forever with the both of you catching your breaths, the dampness in your eyes already long dry yet when you look down on Jungkook to see the same wetness on his eyelashes, you’re tempted to tear up then and there.

“Are you crying?” you chuckle lightly, fingers carding through his hair. His head lifts up slightly with the emotion but he tucks his face back to your neck, making you giggle.

“I’m not,” he mutters. “Shut up.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say to the mother of your future children,” you playfully tease, making him groan in compliance. Your husband finally lifts his head to you, an automatic pout placed on his face.

“I just love you, that’s all,” Jungkook sniffles, none of the usual arrogance he possesses in a post-orgasm haze to be found in his tone. He’s somber, almost, deep into his thoughts as much as he was deep in pleasure moments ago.

“If you leave me,” he starts, eyes almost crossing from how closely he looks to you. Jungkook kisses your lips softly, the sincerity in his words unable to be duplicated by anyone else. “I hope I’m not around for it.”

It’s an unwelcome thought in his head that you want to quell right at its roots, your confession just as genuine.

“My silly boy,” you tut, leaving the softest of kisses on your husband’s forehead. “If I leave you, it’d be the end of me.”

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Yes, the books were adaptable, part 3: Season 5 rewrite

So your first question might be, given that I’m imagining an alternative scenario, why adapt the remainder of books 4 and 5 in a single season when I could do it in two? Well, one thing the show is correct about is that seasons need conclusions of a kind, finales, turning points, something to make the audience want to tune in nine months later. And only going halfway through the arcs in aFfC and aDwD leaves you...halfway through arcs. With no real sense of resolution, completion, or full development. You could do what the books did and split it into two seasons based on location, but that barely worked in the books, and besides, I’d like to have the opportunity to, say, have Cersei and Dany be clear foils as they both try to unravel a prophecy of doom, or making Quentyn contiguous with the rest of the Dorn arc, things lost by the book split.

The difficulty with season 5 then becomes, unfortunately, too much plot, and thus I am going to cut or combine a bunch of characters and plotlines. This includes: Quentyn (merged with Trystane), Jon Connington and the rest of Griff’s motley band, Lady Falyse, the Blue Bard, Hyle Hunt, Moqorro, Ronnet Connington, the Widow of the Docks (merged with Talisa), Arys Oakheart (Bronn is in his role), Darkheart (now Obara), the grotesquerie, and many others. Some of them might be squeezed in as more minor figures, but even then they won’t be as prominent. That doesn’t mean that I think they’re inconsequential in the books or uninteresting. In fact a lot of them I adore and will miss (Lady Lemore~~). But we’re trying to fit this into ten episodes and keep the cast within a budget, which means making some cuts.

Because there is so much to fit in this season, I’ve also given myself the challenge of cutting each plot into chunks and describing what happens in each hypothetical episode. Spoilers for books 4 and 5 (and oh so many words) below the jump (also, apologies for my weak attempt at episode titles):

Episode 1: A Feast for Crows

King’s Landing: Tywin’s funeral, as Jaime stands vigil, Cersei doesn’t know how to handle Tommen’s grieving, and Kevan and Lancel making their departure. Cersei reluctantly agrees to go along with Tommen’s wedding to Margaery in exchange for Olenna leaving afterwards.

Riverlands: Brienne is on the road, asking extras if they’ve seen Sansa. She suspects someone is following her. It is Pod; he tells her his sob story and she feels bad and makes him her squire.

The Wall: Stannis and Melisandre let wildlings across in exchange for converting to Rh’llor-ism (Davos does not approve) and executing Mance (yeah I know, character who isn’t dead in the books, but he may be soon, so let’s simplify). Jon then has to remind Stannis that he can’t betray the Watch to go recapture Winterfell, and suggests getting the aid of the Mormonts and mountain clans who won’t want to support the Boltons.

Moat Caitlin: Roose uses Theon to betray the Iron Born and retake the castle. He lets one iron born escape, letting us see Theon is still inside there somewhere. Jeyne arrives as “Arya” and Theon immediately sees through the ruse, but Roose doesn’t care.

Braavos: Arya sails into Braavos, with some cool effects shots and arrives at the House of Black and White. Gets accepted by the Friendly Man.

Road to Meereen: Tyrion is bitter, mean, and drunk as he’s unloaded by Illyrio Maptois and sent packing in a cart with Varys on his way to the river. He asks where they’re going, and Varys has said that they’re going to join Dany. “Didn’t you help Robert try to assassinate her once?” “That was before she had dragons.”

Meereen: Dany holds council; the Harpies have been killing overnight, HIzdahr proposes marriage and reopening the pits, and someone presents a corpse killed by Drogon. Dany hears advice on each of them, and the episode ends with her locking her dragons in the vault.

Episode 2: Fathers and Daughters, Mothers and Sons

Dorne: Arianne, Bronn, and Ellaria arrive at Sunspear with Oberyn’s bones. They meet up with Tyene, Nym, and Obara (mention that Sarella is off somewhere) and confront Doran. He and Ellaria both refuse to start a war of revenge, but Arianne and the Sand Snakes aren’t happy. We end with Arianne watching Myrcella and Trystane (who should be about 15 and 17 respectively) playing cyvasse. Myrcella says she’s going to miss Tyrstane after he leaves; he jokes that that’s only because she always wins against him.

King’s Landing: Flashback to Maggy, followed by Tommen and Margaery’s wedding, left unconsummated until his coming into majority. This will emphasize that Cersei is still regent and also be less creepy. Cersei is upset with how chummy Jaime and Loras are being. He is upset that she blows up the tower of the Hand and declares she won’t be appointing a new Hand (she considered it in the book, it saves us a character, and demonstrates her incompetency). Cersei starts trying to lure away two of Margaery’s retainers, Taena and Oswald.

The Wall: Stannis departs with his men, leaving his family, Melisandre, and Davos behind. Jon sends off Sam with Aemon, Gilly, and her baby to Oldtown to keep them all safe and to get a new maester. Sam expresses fear because his dad never wanted him to be a measter.

Riverlands: Brienne meets Sam’s dad. He is an asshole to her. She gets a lead on Sansa and heads off to hunt it down.

The Eyrie: Sansa is still posing as Alayne and dealing with Robin’s fits and strangeness. She learns from the maester that the drug Littlefinger is giving him could be lethal and puts two-and-two together.

Shield Islands: Victarion and Euron raid a town, and talk about how Euron learned magic in Valyria. Euron entrusts Victarion with bringing Dany back using his dragon horn.

Road to Meereen: Tyrion and Varys board a boat and meet “Griff,” an arrogant boy with obviously-dyed hair who Varys says will accompany them to meet Dany. Tyrion starts trying to figure out who Griff really is while being sullen and mean.

Meereen: Grey Worm finds one of his friends dead and it is sad. She starts to reconsider Hizdahr’s proposal. Barristan is against it because she needs to marry in Westeros, and meanwhile she and Daario are getting all sexy.

Episode 3: Descent

King’s Landing: Cersei switches Qyburn to be on the council. We have a scene of a dwarf head being delivered to her, implying there have been many others. She and Jaime get into a heated argument complete with wine-throwing over his recommending Tommen squire for Loras and Jaime implying he suspects about Lancel.

The Eyrie: The high castle must be abandoned for the winter. Sansa figures out how to keep Robin calm going down the harsh path without drugging him by telling him his knightly stories.

Dorne: Arianne and Bronn are naked in bed, talking about how she suspects her father is going to place her brother Trystane on the throne instead of her, and that his trip is secretly a cover to win allies. They discuss Dornish inheritance law, and Bronn jokes that if Westeros followed that, Myrcella would be queen. Arianne gets an “I have an idea!” look.

Riverlands: Brienne chases down her lead, and it’s the last of the sellswords from last season setting a trap. She almost loses defeating them, and questions whether she’s cut out for this. She tells Pod the story of the bet made by Renlt’s men as they take heads back to Tarly.

Beyond the Wall: Bran’s training is underway as he is skinchanging into crows and flying around to see the wights outside. Jojen still isn’t doing so hot.

Braavos: Arya is doing her routine of chores, watching activities in the temple, and practicing lying. We get a basic intro to their religious beliefs about death. They tell her that if she wants to move on with her training, she must abandon her old self. She throws away her things except for Needle, which she hides (a montage of Needle scenes here would be nice).

The Wall: Jon meets and becomes friends with Val, a wildling leader, and with Davos. They agree how White Walkers are a bigger issue. Jon has a wolf dream, and Melisandre reveals that she knows of his powers and says that sex magic could enhance them. He turns her down.

The North: Yara and her men are hiking across country to try to reach Dreadfort by land when they are caught by Stannis and his men. Meanwhile Theon and Jeyne arrive at Winterfell, and he discourages her from letting Ramsay know she’s not Arya, or else he will hurt her.

Road to Meereen: Tyrion beats Griff at cyvasse and wins out his secret, that he is supposedly Rhaegar’s long-lost son. Tyrion is skeptical, and challenges Varys, who says it doesn’t matter because Griff has been raised to be king. They coast into Volantis.

Meereen: Dany gets news that Astapor has fallen back into slaver hands, and their army is marching towards Yunkai. A wave of refugees come in ahead of them that Dany welcomes. She tells Hizdahr she will marry him if he can figure out how to stop the Harpies.

Episode 4: Separation

Kings Landing: Having had it up to here with Jaime, Cersei sends him off to the Riverlands to be useful and cool his head. As he heads out on the road with Ilyn Payne, he passes the sparrows coming into King’s Landing. Qyburn asks Cersei for permission to gather paupers to experiment on and she grants it.

Dorne: Arianne and Bronn meet with the Sand Snakes to hatch a plot to place Myrcella on the throne. We can include the threesome with Tyene that Arys turned down, because you know Bronn wouldn’t and it would give the show its obligatory extra sex.

The Wall: Jon sends Val across the Wall to send word to other wildlings that they will be offered safety. Selyse and other Watch members question how friendly he is with the wildlings. One of them accuses him of being a beastling for how close he is to Ghost.

Braavos: Arya gets her first task, to pose as an oyster seller in the canals and bring information. She does so, and one day meets Sam when his crew stops at Braavos to resupply. She learns that her brother has become Lord Commander, and her tone of voice when she shares this information lets them know she’s still attached. She drinks a potion and wakes up blind.

Beyond the Wall: We have some scenes of Val riding off that are witnessed by Bran’s ravens. Three Eyes tells him it’s time to take the next step, and he drinks a potion and has his first set of visions, garbled at first, but we end with a scene of Ned and Cat in the godswood from season 1.

The North: Yara is Stannis’ unhappy prisoner, but finds a friend in Alys Mormont. Jeyne is shown as “Arya” to the gathered Northern lords, and we can tell they are not convinced and hate the Boltons, and that Ramsay doesn’t like his father having power over him.

Road to Meereen: Varys, Tyrion, and Griff meet with one of Varys’ contacts, Talisa (see why I kept her around?) who has become involved with a planned slave uprising. She gives them the rundown on the situation and begs them to convince Dany to come help her in Volantis. Tyrion, though, goes and gets drunk and buy a prostitute without thinking about whether she’s a slave. He gets caught by Jorah who is also in the brothel, and Jorah kidnaps him.

Meereen: None of Dany’s advisors (Barristan, Daario, Rakharo, and Missandei) are happy with her idea about marrying Hizdahr, but she doesn’t have much choice, because the killings are decreasing. They get word about a plague among the refugees. Dany goes down to see it; it’s greyscale (ties to Shireen) and while Rakharo suggests driving all the refugees out because greyscale is a curse, Dany quarantines the ones showing symptoms and starts setting up help.

Episode 5: Deals and Designs

King’s Landing: Cersei is having a ride with Taena, plying her for secrets on Margaery, when they run into a crowd of sparrows surrounding the Sept. A riot almost erupts, which Cersei stops. She meets with the High Sparrow, who has just deposed the former High Septon. Cersei bargains with him to repeal some of their debts in exchange for letting them be armed to defend the countryside.

Riverlands: Jaime and Brienne are both travelling through devastated countryside. She follows a lead to Quiet Isle, he stops at Harrenhal. We get an abbreviated broken man speech from Brother Meribald as he asks why Brienne doesn’t just go home, and she gives her “confession,” sometimes as voice over as Jaime wanders around Harrenhal at the places she’s describing.

The Wall: Jon takes inventory of food and begins worrying whether he can feed all the wildlings he’s bringing across. He tells Satin, who is assisting him, that his father had always planned to repopulate the Gift, and he may have to as well. The wildlings make noise about Shireen being cursed with greyscale. Some of the Watch make homophobic remarks about Satin.

Beyond the Wall: Bran goes on his first official vision quest, to the tourney at Harrenhal. Three-Eyes has chosen it because the greenseers interfered in history there, but Bran is distracted by seeing Jaime made a member of the kingsguard, remembering how much he wanted to be a knight and how Jaime pushing him out the window ruined that forever. He’s too upset to continue and they pause for the day.

The Eyrie: At the base of the mountain, Sansa and Littlefinger meet the other lords of the Eyrie and as in the books Sansa gets an up-close lesson on people manipulation.

The North: Stannis approaches Winterfell, while things between Yara and Alys are turning flirty (because I have no problem making Yara gay). Alys is worried that Stannis is keeping Yara for her “king’s blood” in case something goes wrong. Then it starts snowing. Inside Winterfell, Ramsay and Jeyne marry, and we try to make it a little less awful than in the books, please?

Road to Meereen: Now aboard a ship with Jorah, he and Tyrion hate each other. Also on board the ship is a little dwarf girl named Penny who recognizes Tyrion’s name and attacks him; her brother was killed by people who mistook him as Tyrion. Tyrion feels guilt and promises to make amends to her somehow. Meanwhile Varys says that if they plan to invade Westeros they need sellswords, and promises Griff that if it’s really what he wants he’ll find them.

Meereen: The pressure is on Dany to marry Hizdahr as the killings have now stopped, the plague is spreading, and the Astapor army is at their door. She finally gives him a yes after her sellswords betray Daario and switch sides. Dany and Daario sleep together in spite of their pending engagement.

Episode 6: The Lost and the Blind

King’s Landing: Taena delivers information to Margaery about how Cersei belittles Tommen that Margaery uses to get Tommen to speak out against his mother. Cersei decides she needs to take away Margaery’s support after this and sends Loras off to take Dragonstone in Stannis’ absence.

Riverlands: Brienne is generally being despondent on the road, and Pod tries to cheer her up. Jaime meets Lancel either at Harrenhal or not far from it, and gets confirmation of Cersei’s cheating. He tells Ilyn about how he would have taken Arya’s hand after the Nymeria incident.

The Wall: Val returns with more wildlings and news of even more at Hardhome. Jon’s secret agreement with the wildlings is revealed and it causes uproar in the Watch. He argues in favor of the agreement, but a few are still unhappy. Jon then organizes a group of wildlings led by Tormund to go save Hardhome, wishing he could go with them but he can’t.

Dorne: The conspirators secret Myrcella off in the middle of the night and ride into the desert, filling the princess in on their plan to make her queen, with Trystane as her consort. Arianne regales Myrcella with stories of Dornish history until they reach the boat they’re going to head to King’s Landing on. Out pops Areo, who beheads Bronn (shocking death!), and they realize they’ve been betrayed. Obara goes berserk and tries to kill Myrcella, badly injuring her. Obara is slain, and Arianne and the other Sand Snakes are captured.

Braavos: Blind Arya is doing her chores and also learning to fend off attacks. It isn’t going so well, but we see her feeding and petting cats that mill around the temple.

The North: After the wedding night, Jeyne is scared and broken and begging Theon to rescue her, but he’s too frightened to help her. We get a parallel to Sansa’s moment at the end of season 1 where he thinks about pushing Ramsay over the edge, but he can’t go through with it.

Beyond the Wall: More of the tourney at Harrenhal. Bran witnesses how Howland Reed met his father and aunt, and talks about him with Meera and Jojen.

At Sea: Our first check-up with Victarion, as he reaches the stepstones and raids a bit. He reveals to his men that he doesn’t plan to let the “godless” Euron take Dany, that he’ll marry her himself. Elsewhere Aemon is falling sick on board while Gilly and Sam try to care for him.

Road to Meereen: Penny and Tyrion are warming up to each other as she explains her life as an entertainer and he starts to realize she has no shame over being a dwarf. Then there ship is attacked by a slaving vessel and all three are captures.

Meereen: Dany meets with Astapor delegates, who offer to leave the city alone if she will let them resume slaving. Hizdahr is in favor of the idea as they plan the wedding, which will involve re-opening the fighting pits. Daario is in danger of giving away their relationship, so Dany sends him to go try to turn his sellswords back to her side.

Episode 7: A Fair Bargain

Dragonstone: the very opening scene is Loras attacking and being injured. We cut away before we see his ultimate fate, but news is delivered to Cersei that he’s dying (this should sound a little suspicious, to leave a window for Loras not in fact dying which I don’t think he will).

King’s Landing: with Loras out of the way, Cersei sets her next plan in motion. She offers to sleep with Oswald if he can convince Margaery to commit some adultery. We see him try and Margaery cleverly shutting him down. Cersei decides he can just lie about it, and he insists she pay up her side of the bargain, which she does, reluctantly.

Dorne: Arianne is on a hunger strike in her tower room, until her father agrees to see her. We pretty much follow the book to a “T” here, only we’re giving Trystane Quentyn’s role. Cut to him hiding in one of the Astapori’s guards as they enter the city for Dany’s wedding.

Riverlands: Jaime has a dream of hurting Cersei that wakes him up, unnerved. He arrives at Riverrun, and assesses the situation, including witnessing Edmure’s fake hanging. He has an unsuccessful negotiation with the Blackfish.

Beyond the Wall: Tormund and his band reach Hardhome and try to convince the other wildlings of Jon’s good intentions. This will end on a cliffhanger as the wights and white walkers attack. Meanwhile Bran will return to the tourney and witness Howland seeks out the greenseers’ help. Bran wonders why any of this is important. Three-Eyes will tell him this is more important than he thinks to the fate of the world.

The Wall: Jon is settling arguments between free folk and kneelers, and Melisandre tells him she sees knives in the dark all around him. We see her try to look into her fires to see where Stannis is, but only can see Jon’s face. Our escape iron born from way back in episode 1 makes it to the Wall and lets them know what is happening – and reveals that he saw Osha and Rickon heading to Karhold way back in season 3. Davos volunteers to go get him because a Stark heir will help his king’s cause.

The North: Stannis is trapped in a blizzard, and burns some men who committed cannibalism hoping to remove the storm. Yara and Alys are closer than ever. Inside Winterfell, Theon talks Jeyne out of an ill-planned escape attempt. Some of Roose’s men die overnight, and he’s not sure who did it, the Northern lords or Ramsay.

The Vale: We have a scene of Littlefinger, Sansa, and Robin travelling, with Littlefinger drugging him as Sansa tries to teach him to be a better king.

At Sea: Aemon dies, it is sad, and while mourning him Sam and Gilly sleep together. Elsewhere at sea, Griff and Varys are on a ship full of sellsword extras, with Griff anxiously excited to reach Westeros.

Meereen: Dany agrees to the Astapori bargain, and watches as they bring slaves in off a ship. She oversees the removal of bodies dying of greyscale and is generally under a lot of stress, which she relieves by sleeping with Daario some more after he comes back empty handed.

Episode 8: Hardhome

King’s Landing: Oswald confesses to the High Sparrow, Margaery is arrested, and Cersei gets a moment of relief thinking she’s beaten the prophecy. Then after visiting Margaery to gloat, it’s revealed that Oswald turned on her, and she is arrested as well.

Riverlands: At a disastrous war council, one of the Freys observes to Jaime that his father would have handled this better. So Jaime thinks it over and gives his infamous trebuchet speech to Edmure, ending it with a snide remark about “is this what my father would have done?” A shaken Edmure enters Riverrun and turns it over. Meanwhile Brienne follows a rumor about young children gathered at an inn, and instead of Sansa finds Gendry. The inn is attacked by brigands, and Brienne is badly injured fighting them singe-handedly. Gendry says he’ll get help.

Beyond the Wall: shorter version of the battle at Hardhome that everyone loved, where most of the wildlings are wiped out. Tormund starts the survivors on forced run back to the Wall as fast as they can. Meanwhile Bran is growing frustrated with history lessons and casts about wildly. He sees Theon at the godswood and tries to speak to him…

The North: Ramsay and Roose have an argument when Ramsay realizes Roose’s new wife is pregnant. Theon goes to the godswood and hears the tree call him by name as he’s praying for guidance as to what to do.

At Sea: Victarion is sailing past Valyria, and makes ominous noises about evil things in Valyria that destroyed the empire of dragons, man my brother must be evil too.

Outside of Meereen: Tyrion, Jorah, and Penny are on the market block and about to be sold off to be brute labor when Tyrion volunteers that Jorah is a skilled fighter and he and Penny can perform mock battles for amusement. They get purchased, and are told they are headed to the fighting pits, which will open tomorrow.

Meereen: Dany refuses her “examination” before her wedding night. Trystane reappears basically just in time to be a guest at the wedding. He tries to talk her out of it, but it’s too late. The wedding itself is miserable, with Daario glaring daggers at Hizdahr, Hizdahr making nice with slavers, and Missandei being very disappointed. Dany and Hizdahr’s wedding night sucks too.

Episode 9: Fire and Blood

King’s Landing: Cersei is in prison suffering from sleep deprivation. Kevan comes to the city with Randyll Tarly and meets with the High Sparrow to learn of Cersei’s “crimes.” He proposes a walk of shame to cover most of them rather than death. Qyburn goes to Cersei to give her the news, and she has him send a letter to Jaime asking for help.

Riverlands: Jaime learns that Blackfish escaped and is pissed, but also feeling like a heel for his actions. He lets the garrison go, and when someone says that isn’t what his father would have done, he says he’d rather die in the saddle than on the privy. When Cersei’s letter arrives, along with the first snow of the season, he burns it without giving a reply. Meanwhile Brienne is brought to the Brotherhood and set before Lady Stoneheart, who threatens Pod until Brienne agrees to bring them Jaime.

The Wall: the survivors of Hardhome arrive, and Jon lets them in. Melisandre is more convinced than ever that Jon needs to develop his wolf powers to stop this supernatural foe, but he refuses.

The North: some of Stannis’ men are arguing for him to burn Yara because she has king’s blood and is a traitor. Alys argues against it. Stannis says he wishes he had news about what was going on in side Winterfell. Emboldened by Bran’s voice, when Jeyne asks Theon to help her, this time he tells her they need to come up with an escape plan. They do, but it goes awry, and they jump off the wall together, deciding it would be better to die than to go back to Ramsay.

Braavos: Arya struggles blind until she’s stroking a cat and freezes. Her eyes do the same thing Bran’s do, and she jumps, startled. But then she tries again. She’s able to tell the Friendly Man later than she knows he’s who is attacking her, and we realize it’s because she was watching through the cats. She gets her eyesight back.

Mereen: it’s the big day of the opening of the fighting pit, and Dany is miserable. Trystane is there, feeling miserable that he failed. Then Jorah, Tyrion, and Penny are brought out, and a lion is sent at them. She doesn’t recognize any of them, but enough is enough and she throws off her robe and rushes into the pit to stop it. When she’s injured, Drogon appears. Dany tames him and flies away.

Episode 10: Knives in the Dark

King’s Landing: Cersei is subjected to her walk of shame. At the end of it, Qyburn greets her with her new champion in any more trials she should face (FrankenGregor).

Riverlands: Jaime is on his way back to King’s Landing, wondering to Ilyn what he’s going to do about Cersei, when Brienne rides up and tells him she’s found Sansa. (cliffhanger!)

The Wall: We open with Jon getting a letter, reading it, and needing to go off for a think. He then gathers the wildlings and the Watch together for an important announcement. They start airing all their various complaints against him. He reads them the pink letter (which should confuse audiences, because Stannis sure isn’t dead yet) and says he’s leaving the Watch with the wildlings. Chaos erupts, Jon gets stabbity-stabbed, and his last words are “Ghost…”

The North: Alys is preparing to help Yara escape her imminent burning when they find Theon and Jeyne fleeing in the snow. They bring them back to the camp and they tell Stannis what they know from inside. Stannis gets an “I have a plan!” look and sends Jeyne off and imprisons Theon. As Theon is preparing himself for the worst, a raven lands nearby and says his name…

Beyond the Wall: and using the power of jump-cuts we see Bran back in the cave, having just spoken to Theon. He argues to Three-Eyes that he spoke to Theon through the trees as well, but Three-Eyes says that’s impossible.

South of King’s Landing: Griff and Varys land, and they meet a group of lords who Varys contact who are sick of Cersei and the Lannisters and ready to join their cause.

Braavos: Arya is given her first mission and her first new face as a creepy teaser for next season.

The Vale: Now at their winter residence, Sansa proposes a tourney as a way to calm Robin down rather than drugs, and Littlefinger, at first shocked, has to agree and starts arranging things. Later, as people are arriving, Harry shows up and is a jerk to Sansa. She asks Littlefinger who he is and he explains how he’s Robin’s heir. “What do you plan to do to him?” “Why, marry him to you, of course.”

Meereen: The slavers are demanding extra concessions in Dany’s absence, and Hizdahr is too eager to roll over. Barristan arrests him on suspicion of being the Harpy. Trystane decides that he could win Dany over to his side if he could tame a dragon too. He gets roasted alive for his efforst, and the dragons escape. As the city panics, Barristan calls Grey Worm and says they need to start preparing for a battle. Outside the walls, Tyrion and his companions see the dragons. They overhear a sellsword leader leaving their owner’s tent, muttering in Westerosi about how they aren’t paid enough to deal with dragons. Tyrion gets a look, and says, “Excuse me, but have you ever heard of the gold of Casterly Rock…?”

Dothraki Sea: Dany is recovering from her injury in the pit with Drogon, ruminating over her prophecy and where she went wrong. Drogon refuses to let her fly back to Meereen, so she starts to walk by herself. Dothraki riders appear and start to surround her, but Dany only smiles and says “To go forward, I must go back,” and a shadow sails over them, and Drogon lands behind her. End of season.

So there you have it. I’m not a professional screenwriter so I can’t guess exactly how long each scene will have to be. It’s possible that some of these episodes might be much too long as I’ve scripted them here. Events may have to be moved around from the very broad outline I’ve written here, some less necessary bits like the tourney flashbacks or Hardhome might have to get tossed. Ideally we’d have had 15 episodes to cover all of this but alas.

Nonetheless. while I’ve dramatically reduced the cast from what it is in the book, changed a large number of details, amped up the sex and combat violence where I could, and I’m sure some of my fellow book snobs will still be unsatisfied, it is at least recognizably the plot from the books.

This could have been adapted. They chose not to.

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