In the books, the scene is as follows:
In the show, Cersei breaks down; she and Jaime share a tender moment, a kiss, until Cersei pushes him away. Instead of heeding her discomfort, Jaime returns her shove with, “you’re a hateful woman, why have the gods made me love a hateful woman?” and forces her to kiss him. Cersei hits him, pushes him away, says, “please no” “stop it” “no” repeatedly and struggles with Jaime as he’s roughly lifting her skirts and dropping his trousers. Jaime tells her “no” and continues to force himself on her as she struggles. “Stop it, it’s not right, it’s not right,” says Cersei. “I don’t care. I don’t care,” says Jaime. She struggles until the end and there’s zero acknowledgement or utterance of “yes.” There’s no explicit consent nor anything that implies explicit consent in this scene, therefore it is rape and one has to wonder why sex that was explicitly consensual in the books (as Cersei says “yes” and tells Jaime what to do) was turned into rape on the show.
It appears someone might have to have a talk with Graves (as well as Nikolaj Coster-Waldau) about what consent means.
I like to think I’m quite the comedic genius, but I think I may be the only one that thinks that!
Redrew one of my favorite screenshots
For anyone angry at Jaime for the questionable scene in tonight’s episode: don’t be. It was absolutely pretty much the OPPOSITE situation in the book, and I am super angry at HBO’s take on that. I can’t imagine why they played Jaime up to be a rapist, but I’m not okay with it. In the BOOK, he was not the slimy perpetrator at all. It was she that urged things onwards, and more so forced *him* into sex.
The Japanese cherry blossom, known as the Sakura in Japanese, is the flower of a cherry tree that is cultivated for its decorative features rather than for cherries (it doesn’t bear fruit). The overwhelming beauty of the cherry blossom bloom has been known and adored for ages. The blooming period is associated with Japanese traditions, culture, aesthetics, and is a bittersweet metaphor for the ephemeral nature of life itself.
The blooming cherry blossoms herald the beginning of the centuries-old Hanami festival – the traditional Japanese custom of picnicking under trees rich with flowering Sakura branches and enjoying this short but striking first breath of spring. The blossoming wave usually starts in Okinawa in January or February and progresses through all of Japan until April or May. The cherry blossom front (Sakura zensen) can be conveniently tracked every year using this calendar.
I really love everything about this anime.
From the sweet moments,
to the laughs,
to the romance,
and the battle.
This anime never fails to make me smile.
I promise to love you:
at 6am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on, and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess, and your eyes are sleepy.
at 8am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of tea and your car keys in the other hand.
at 5pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying, and falling asleep and escaping from everything. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms.
at 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses.
at 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon
I will love you when you grow old, and I will love you after that. I will love you if I’m no longer here. I will love you, I will love you, and I will love you.
idk why anyone would be interested in me romantically i literally watch netflix, complain, and wear the same four to five outfits with different mixes and matches all the time