#battle of the blackwater

[isab0t]

Princess in the tower 🐺

this was only meant to be a sketch of sansa idk what happened😭😭😭also my 5 millionth drawing of sansa at the blackwater and lyanna contrasted with her nieces. first time theyve crossed over tho

process below the cut ↓

[crazy-dane-art]

Blood/Regrets/Devotion

[wpmorse]

"You promised me a song, little bird. Have you forgotten?"

A Clash of Kings - Sansa VII

I just got back into doing my character portraits. While I had planned to stick with the viewpoint characters, I kept leaning towards Sandor, and you don't argue with a Clegane.

Other than thinking Sandor looks a little too pretty here, I'm pleased with how this one turned out.

On a small side note, I was reminded that Sandor had a squire while choosing a quote to go with the picture. Does anyone know who he was, or what happened to him? For all I know the kid had it as a temp gig for the trip up north and made himself scarce while he could.

Though this does give me an ill-advised fanfic idea for a disguise for Arya during the Wolf and Dog Roadtrip of Doom.

[westeroswisdom]

Jerome Flynn b. 16 March 1963 Bromley, Kent, England, UK

Ser Bronn's most spectacular scene.

[beyondmistland]

In A Clash of Kings, did Tyrion mess up by not removing the money lending threat in King’s Landing, in your opinion? Would Tywin have approved?

Tywin gave Tyrion leave to act as he saw fit so he'd retroactively approve of whatever decisions Tyrion made, if only to present a united front to House Lannister's enemies. That being said, Tyrion didn't make a mistake by prioritizing defense preparations. With Stannis bearing down on King's Landing, going after the people with money and resources would have been foolish, especially since unraveling Littlefinger's financial obfuscation requires a level of knowledge beyond that available to Tyrion.

[saltandfire-blog]

Another fun video to relive the good old days

[themoonofblueside]

just realized after robb dies, jon becomes the "leader of a group of people who made him took up a position he was not planning to take, rises to the challange anyways for lack of better options, who is also a young commander with a level of gift and skill in battle strategies" of the story. Donnel Noye leaves him to take care of the defense on the Wall, he's the one to plan the fiery ladders and he also controls the defense lines and commands every other brother on the wall(until eastwatch guys come in). in the books sam enters his name without telling him and he wins. your majesty that's grumpified robb stark

it gets funnier when you realize a) they're both insanely strong for their age b) they both have very intimidating personas with their wolves c) they both try their best to put duty before love, fail miserably d) they get betrayed and stabbed

[westerosiladies]

Sansa Stark Month Day Nineteen: Leadership

[chippedcupwrites]

GAME OF THRONES | 2.09

[dr3adlady]

I'm here yayyy

[jellbell]

finished my a clash of kings read today 🙂‍↕️ going into a storm of swords 🔜

[classicasongoficeandfire]

Blackwater by Amok

[drymushroomfics]

Fraye Hill of House Lannister

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Chapter Twenty Two

"Fuck the kingsguard. Fuck the city. Fuck the king.", Sandor growls, finally having enough of Kingslanding.

He leaves Tyrion and Joffrey standing. He makes his way inside, drinking the wine he demanded.

He knew they were losing on the field and all the fire became too much for him. Everyone is giving their all and everyone seem so focused on the battle that he knows it's the perfect time for him to flee and make is way to his childhood home.

As he walks through the hall, he walks past Sansa's door. They'll kill her if Stannis wins. He knows Fraye was fond of her and he doesn't truly want to see anything happen to her. He opens the door, not bothering to knock. She's not inside. He takes a seat in a chair, deciding to wait just a bit for her.

A few moments later, the door opens. He watches her bolt the door. She turns and picks up a doll from the table next to him.

"The lady is starting to panic.", Sandor says, watching how he startles her.

"What are you doing here?", she asks, clearly confused.

"Not here for long. I'm going.", he replies.

"Where?"

"To find Fraye. Then someplace that isn't burning. North, might be. Could be."

"What about the king?"

"He can die just fine on his own."

Sandor stands up, taking another swig of his wine.

"I can take you with me. Take you to Winterfell.", he offers,

I'll keep you safe. Do you want to go home?"

"I'll be safe here. Stannis won't hurt me.", Sansa tells him.

Sandor starts to feel annoyed by her stupidity. He walks close to her.

"Look at me.. Stannis is a killer. The Lannisters are killers. Your father was a killer. Your brother is a killer. Your sons will be killers someday. The world is built by killers. So you'd better get used to looking at 'em.", Sandor tries to warn her.

"You won't hurt me.", she replies, looking him in the eye.

"No, little bird. I won't hurt you."

He turns toward the door, unlocking it. He looks back at her. He can see her thoughts running wild.

"I'm sorry but I can't.", she tells him.

"Suit yourself."

He walks out the door, shutting it.

He makes his way down to the stables. He finds Stranger. The big horse is clearly nervous from all the loud noises. Sandor grabs his reigns, shushing him. He pets his muzzle, calming him.

After saddling him and loading up what little bit of food he stole from Sansa's room, he mounts him.

Trying to leave, he notices a couple guards by the gates. He's quick to unsheath his sword and cut both men down.

Sliding his sword back on his hip, he takes in a breath.

"Fuck.", he says to himself.

He is finally on his way. He hopes to any fucking gods that he didn't take too long and Fraye is still in one piece.

[wpmorse]

As he knifed through the green murk, he saw other men struggling beneath the water, pulled down to drown beneath the weight of plate and mail. Davos swam past them, kicking with all the strength left in his legs, giving himself up to the current, the water filling his eyes. Deeper he went, and deeper, and deeper still. With every stroke it grew harder to hold his breath. He remembered seeing the bottom, soft and dim, as a stream of bubbles burst from his lips.

Davos I, page 71

[westeroswisdom]

It's July 4th in the United States. 🎂 🇺🇸 That means it's time for fireworks! 🎇 🎆

There was no better episode of Game of Thrones than S02E09.

[15-lizards]

Pussy so fire it blew up Blackwater Bay