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leia organa truly has one of the best bait-and-switch character introductions of all time because when you meet her she's this brave, stoic picture of elegance and justice and always knows just what to say to vader and tarkin and is clad in white like an angel and is this perfect two-dimensional archetype of pureness of heart. and then approximately half an hour later into the film she meets luke and han and she IMMEDIATELY shows her true colors as a sarcastic, bitchy control freak with a massive impulsive streak and a deep mine of hyperspecific insults. 10/10 character design i'm obsessed with her

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Ι know there are plenty good reasons to like Ned Stark but personally I consider his finest moment exiling Ser Jorah and even years later considering him a fucking trash. It's what he deserves!

" So the slaver has become a spy". Ned said with distaste. He handed the letter back. "I would rather he became a corpse".

AGOT, EDDARD II

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at first glance u might think that robb is most like ned but ud be WRONG. hes mini cat

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Aeron: Next time we meet, we’re enemies!

Davos, in his head: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words

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asoiaf meme (minor characters): (1/6) families

Brandon, Eddard, Lyanna and Benjen Stark “You have a wildness in you, child. ‘The Wolf Blood’, my lord father used to call it.”

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everything asoiaf ♕ book fancasts

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Winter Is Coming Week | Day 5: Relationships

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My Ned. The rock my life was built on.

for @marya-nikolaevna

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the way i can tell this was a fic written by a man oh god.

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Jily as one of Joe Bowler’s illustrations

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cant believe ao3 is down

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You know what. I have an exam tomorrow morning and I’m brimming with anxiety, and since I’m the mean old lady who hasn’t finished her story in God knows how long, here are the first (almost) 1000 words of the chapter since I’m happy with them and also, it���s barely anything from the full chapter.

Note: In case you’ve forgotten, Italics are the mind convos.

Bloodlust

Chapter 3 excerpt

“What did you tell him?”

Eddard’s paces tap louder and more frequently on the stone floor, the panic of his voice ringing low over Catelyn’s left shoulder. She cracks a knuckle, absently staring at the door to her father’s solar, “You arrived late two nights ago after a long, hard journey to congratulate and help prepare for the hunt until Brandon arrives.”

He frowns, scratching his cheek, “How have I helped prepare you?”

“Adjusting to Northern customs and such.” Catelyn sighs, internally rolling her eyes.

“I saw that-” The door opens with a high creak and Eddard’s mouth snaps shut.

Brynden emerges, scowling like he’d licked something bitter, as he always did after a conversation with his brother. He eyes the Stark up and down, a sharp glint in his eye. Catelyn quickly pokes his mind. “What did he say?”

“Your father is a right boorish bastard.”

“Uncle.”

Brynden peels his gaze away from a tight jawed Eddard,

“Don’t worry about the boy.” His eyes flash. “All’s settled with Hoster-I think.”

“You think?”

“There’s no telling with him.”

Catelyn sighs, rubbing a clammy hand down her silk dress. She’s lying to her father. For this dire wolf in need of help, a Stark running wild in the Riverlands no less. If she had any sense he would’ve been put down when Brynden offered it and hidden the evidence with exposure to blame. If I had any sense I might have done it myself. It was tempting. Unfortunately Catelyn doesn’t savour her urges with the same vigour as her family, she doesn’t froth at the sight of blood the way they do and any temptation was a result of her Uncle’s looming presence in the moment. The story she recounted was different. In hers, only the Direwolf sigil on his chest saved him from an early death at her hands once she was upon him ready to claw open his chest and sink her teeth into it. She painted him a grim, and inordinate picture of her bloodlust that satisfied him at the time. She wonders how he’d react if he knew her motivations lacked the patriotic zeal of her excuse.

The fact of the matter is, Eddard collapsed in the Riverlands. He was in a pitiful state for a noble man, upon which the opportunity to dispel her right of mercy invigorated her in the moment, and overcame her better judgement. In the time it took to get him into her bed, the notion had soured. Cruelty, benevolence, and power over men would only be her right as heir once she truly dies and transforms into a full vampire. Until then, such fantasies in the eyes of her father were naive, foolish, and sickeningly power hungry. She ached for it all- humanity and the Stark be damned.

Eddard shifts behind her as if sensing his own intrusion, a small sensible movement that wracks her with shame. He is not any man she truly had a right over in life or death. He is Brandon’s brother. The one he only ever spoke highly of no matter how much derision laced his words. Those were the good natured beatings of brothers. They don’t concern her. If Eddard was as honourable a man Brandon deemed him to be then she could give him this at least. A chance to maintain his dignity.

“I tracked Brandon Stark’s party.”

Catelyn snaps to her uncle, “And?”

Brynden shakes his head, “They don’t know where he’s been for the last two days, scouts have been searching day and night and from what I could gather, your betrothed and his are livid. Cat, this boy is a dark omen. You should’ve stayed away.”

“My Lord.” Eddard’s interruption is a gods’ send. She swivels away from the Blackfish and his growl. Eddard, though not at all happy about being left out, is not imposing in his discomfort. An apologetic smile is all she offers him before she speaks, “My father will see you now” And then quietly, “Don’t worry, the Blackfish took the brunt of him.”

Seemingly trusting her, or simply lacking the will to parry, Eddard moves past both of them and knocks. Moments pass, and all she hears is the grinding of his teeth and his lone breaths until her father’s voice, coarse and aged, calls through the stone, “Enter.”

“Good luck.”

She thinks his lips twitch in answer, then the door opens and shuts behind him.

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"He hardly knew me or I him. Love didn’t just happen to us. "

Fake Dating AU Where Ned Stark and Catelyn Tully are both actors

an arranged marriage was basically fake dating

normal people i'm literally still inside you scene.

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missing my parents 🕊

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LADY TYRELL, REGENT TO LYONEL TYRELL

Lady Tyrell had already ruled as a regent, together with Highgarden's castellan and steward, for her infant son Lyonel before the Dance of the Dragons began. With the loyalty of the lords of the Reach split between Rhaenyra and Aegon II at the start of the war, Lyonel's three regents withdrew their support for Aegon II and chose to keep House Tyrell neutral throughout the war. When Lord Kermit Tully marched on King's Landing against Aegon II, the king desperately wrote to Lord Tyrell for support, but his mother wrote that she had reason to doubt the loyalty of her son's bannermen and was not fit to lead a host to war herself, "being a mere woman".

Johanna Lannister // Samantha Hightower // Sharis Footly // Lady Tyrell // Alys Rivers // Sabitha Frey // Jeyne Arryn // Elenda Baratheon // Aliandra Martell

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My Ned. The rock my life was built on.

for @marya-nikolaevna