#brandon stark aesthetic

[elycetellsall]

winter is coming

[witchthewriter]

𝑳𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌

ISFP

Gryffindor

Neutral Good

Aquarius Sun, Gemini Moon, Cancer Rising

𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚

Born into the House of Stark, she was the third child and only daughter of Lord Rickard Stark, head of House Stark and daughter to Lyarra Stark. Lyanna had three brothers, Brandon, Eddard, and Benjen. Her father arranged a betrothal between her and Robert Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End and Lord Paramount of the Stormlands.

Their father Rickard and brother Brandon, lost their heads to the Mad King Aerys. This changed the dynamic of House Stark quite considerably, with Eddard now the heir.

In a way, Lyanna represents what House Stark is.

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚

As an ISFP, they are known to desire freedom and the freedom to pursue their own course in life, set their own schedule, and live according to their personal values. These types crave freedom for themselves and want others to enjoy freedom as well. They are typically sensitive, kind, and gentle and crave a life that is meaningful and personally rewarding. They balance this with a realistic, practical, and factual outlook on life.

Her personal character can be attributed to what her father and brother, Eddard. Her brother once said, "she has a touch of wildness to her." Which was described as "the wolf blood" by her father, Rickard Stark. 

What really stood out about Lyanna's personality is her uncommon kindness to those of a lower birth. This is shown prominently by her friendly treatment of Wylis, a mere stableboy in contrast to her being a great lady from a powerful family.

Lyanna is noted to have been a skilled rider who loved to ride. According to Harwin of Winterfell, Lyanna rode "like a northman", while Barbrey Dustin describes her as a centaur, and Roose Bolton states that Lyanna was "half a horse herself".

Another big part of her character is that Lyanna had been fond of flowers. She loved the scent of Winter Roses.

𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒏𝒅

Another woman forced unto death for birthing a child. The cruel nature of women's bodies. They give life but they can take it as well. No in her family knew where she was, until Ned came and listened to he promise. He kept it.

𝑳𝒊��𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒏

Even though it has been revealed that Jon is Lyanna and Rhaegar's son, I see her spirit living through Arya. They even look the same - but it's mostly their personalities. Arya seems to be Lyanna reincarnated.

𝑴𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔/𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔:

Lyanna's character was changed from a multidimensional woman to a 2D cartoon by the men around her. Especially Robert Baratheon, with his unrequited love. From a wolf-woman, to a damsel in distress; Lyanna was done dirty.

If she had lived, she would definitely have evaded Robert, even though he would invite her to King's Landing nonstop. To the point where she would go into hiding? And then once he died, she come out of hiding.

(I think Rhaegar would have died no matter what.)

She would definitely have a lot of enemies; especially those from House Martell. However, she isn't one to avoid confrontation.

Therefore, she would have apologised and shown her true self, so there was no more animosity.

Without a doubt, she would love Arya with all her heart. Seeing her as her own daughter. Doting upon her, teaching her whatever she could. Sansa of course would be very bitter.

Yet, Lyanna isn't the type of person to leave anyone out, or make them feel alientated. So of course she would invite Sansa along, or suffer the more 'lady duties' like sewing.

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[crownedtargaryen]

might i request some modern bran where he's been in love with his best friend the past few years but hasn't said anything because he doesn't want to make things weird in their friend group with meer and jojen? 👀with these staying the staying the night prompts mayhaps?

❝  i know this might sound weird but,  do you wanna stay over?  i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  i think it’d be nice.  ❞

and

❝  chivalry is overrated,  get in my bed.  ❞

fruits. - modern!bran, modern!jojen

MASTERLIST pairing: modern!bran & modern!jojen x reader (a/n): i appreciate this request so much thea 🥹🥹 you know how much i love bran 🤍🤍 REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! also he isn’t in a wheelchair in this cause i just think it’d be easier to write a sexual scene where he’s dominant if he can walk CW: jealousy, p in v sex, unprotected sex, jojen is on the phone, slight food play?, degradation mixed with praise (words like slut, whore, all that jazz are kinda used), possessiveness, bran takes some pictures and videos of you while having sex all notes are appreciated. words: 3k tag list: @fairysluna @twizzy123 @hopelesswritergall @howyouloveyourdragon @clairacassidy @ad-astra-again

Years slip from Bran's fingertips, his love for me growing daily.

We'd met when we were around nine, being insufferable ever since. Bran followed me like a hopeless puppy, chasing me as I slipped from his fingertips. I always found someone new and would come to him crying, heartbroken that yet another disgusting person had shattered that loving heart of mine. He held me for years, always being there when I needed him the most. He did struggle with showing his affection toward me, coming off as merely friendly and caring to me, never showing any signs of feelings. I grew hyper-aware of my blossoming affection for Brandon Stark when I reached sixteen but stayed silent due to his stiffness when I brought up romantics. I'd always assumed he was in love with Meer since after she and her brother Jojen had joined your group, he seemed weirdly tense and much quieter than previously. I never wished to press, but some underlying jealousy burrowed within me. Or perhaps, he loved Jojen? It was definitely on the table with how he looked at the boy, and Jojen grinned awkwardly in return.

I'm affectionate, always hugging Jojen and Meer as they flush and laugh, returning the affection. However, Bran seemed uncomfortable with my love since they joined, significantly pushing himself away from my touch since his voice had dropped. It may be a puberty thing; I was still determining. That was until this particular night when I realized I had misread his signals drastically. That he, in fact, craved my affections, but not in a way I so thought.

We walked to Bran's car since he was my ride; Jojen had been riding with Meer since she got her license. I could tell Bran was extra tense today, his breathing staggered, and his cheeks grew pink as he clenched the right strap of his bag. We say nothing, getting inside the vehicle as I toss my bag into the back seat and look over to him, watching as he clumsily shoves the key into the hole and turns it, his left hand stroking over the wheel slowly and then clenching it. The way his calloused fingers traced the material of the wheel, so tender as he then gripped it as his thumb rubbed over it, seemingly soothing it as if it was a person.

That stirred something inside me, more than I wished to admit.

I was brought out of my trance as Bran spoke, looking at me nervously. "Look, I know this might sound weird," he starts, inhaling shakily and avoiding eye contact. "Do you maybe wanna stay over? I guess 'sleepover' sounds childish, but. It'd be nice." In all our years, he's never invited me to sleep at his house, and my parents are always surprised when I come home. They seemed to be waiting for the day I just stayed the night with Bran, given we've known each other for ages, and they trusted him not to do anything inappropriate. Boy, were they wrong. He starts awkwardly apologizing and insisting if I feel uncomfortable, I don't have to come over, but I merely laugh. He stops talking, cheeks red with embarrassment.

"Hey, hey! Breathe," I laugh, raising a brow. "I'm gonna stay the night. Let me text my parents." The tension in the car eases as he drives off to his house, seeming quite ambitious and unreasonably excited about this.

The drive is long and drawn out, the silence in the car prominent. I look at him out of the corner of my eye ad see a bit of sweat rolling down his brow, noting his shuffling as he purses his lips. He pushes up his glasses with the back of his hand, noticing me staring and smiling sweetly at me in return to my gaze. I glance at his phone, and he catches the hint.

"Oh, right. Music," he laughs, stopping at a red light and quickly putting on a tune. Bran was a huge Hozier and Weezer fan, which was weirdly fitting. His voice fits so well with Hozier, but Weezer fits his personality. We'd gotten into countless arguments over if you could consider Weezer music, and he's turned me to his side every time. Though, to each their own. I hear the soft tune, relieved he decided to put on Hozier instead of the latter, Bran murmuring the words as he turns up the radio and continues to drive.

That's when I notice the song playing- Someone New by Hozier- a brow raising. He pats the drum beat on his wheel, nodding to the words and singing quietly. I take in every word, knowing Bran focused on lyrics rather than the rhythm and pacing of his music. This song had to be directed to Meer. I'll need to ask him sometime tonight about his feelings toward her.

We'd pulled up to his house, all his siblings and cousin out, besides Robb, who was home sick then. We walked in and immediately were met with Robb Stark walking out of the kitchen, shirtless with shorts on and a bowl of cereal in his calloused hands. I look up at his face, trying to avoid staring at his chest, lined with faint scars and a tuft of chest hair, his happy trail visible right above the waist of his pants. His eyes scanned me, then Bran. I watch his hand run through his beautiful curls, then scratch his facial hair with a slight smirk.

"Brought your girlfriend?" Robb coos, making my cheeks burn. When I look at Bran, I see a faint warning glare across his eyes. My eyes trail down, widening slightly at the strain between his legs on his pants. I quickly avert my gaze. No fucking way; he was hard as all hell right now. "Don't have too much fun." Robb's remark makes Bran audibly grumble, leaving me mildly offended. What was that for? Did he not find me appealing? I look back to his brother, who is now lazed on the couch and turning on the TV, eyes lidded as he watches and munches on his cereal without worrying about the world around him.

Trying to brush over the remark, I walk to the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing some strawberries and grapes.

Before I could ask if he wanted anything, Bran grabbed my hand and tugged me to his room, slamming the door and sighing loud, running his hands down his face. "I'm sorry about him; you know how he is," Bran grumbles, making me chuckle as I sit on his bed. "Did he make you uncomfortable?" I notice the worry crossing his face, a sincere smile coming to my lips.

"Nah, not at all. Didn't know I was your girlfriend though, coulda been consoled on that," I tease, watching as Bran rolls his eyes and sits next to me, lying back as he looks at the ceiling.

Hours pass of idle chitchat and playing some board and video games together, but then it comes to a game of truth or dare.

"I dare you," I drag out, smiling at him as I lean in. "To kiss me." Bran's cheeks flush as he swallows hard, glances at my lips, and then back into my eyes. "Don't worry; it can be just a peck."

His kiss catches me off guard, his lips suddenly on mine without warning. It's deeper than I thought it'd be, his hand cupping my cheek as he presses his chest to mine for a moment. As he pulls away, I feel dizzy and breathless.

"Truth or dare," he whispers, lips hovering over mine. I take my lower lip between my teeth, slowly pulling from him and examining his features. "Truth." Bran liked my response, wetting his lips with flushed cheeks.

"You like anyone?" He asks as his brows knitted anxiously. I see a sense of hope in his eyes, making my heart ache.

"Of course I do," I play it cool, laughing weakly and pretending to lack understanding. "Truth or dare?"

"Hit me with a truth," he smiles. I can tell he's happy by my response.

"Do you like Meer?" I blurt out without a second thought, a question I've held in for years. Surprise corrupts his previously playful expression.

"What? Why would I like Meer?" Bran asks, making me feel humiliated at such a question.

"I don't know, you just are constantly with her and always being weirdly flirty. I sometimes feel pushed aside, you know?" I murmur, fiddling with my hands and avoiding looking at him.

I hear him chuckle as he moves his hand to my cheek, palms soft as he makes me look at him. "I thought you liked Jojen; why are you acting all jealous over the possibility of me liking Meer?" he murmurs as I widen my eyes.

"Jojen?! Heck no! I've been in love with you, you idiot!" I rush out the words, realizing what I'd just admitted. My breath hitches; time feels as if it's frozen. Holy shit, I just ruined my friendship; he hates me; this is it.

My thoughts stop when his lips are on mine like before. I whine into his loving action, moving my hands to his hair and inhaling shakily against his lips, his tongue brushing my bottom lip. Our tongues dance in a forbidden tango, saliva mixing as he pulls away much sooner than I wished.

"Let me lock the door," he pants out, pecking my lips as he scrambles. My eyes trail to the fruit resting on the bedside table as I reach over and eat a grape, the juice spurting out and down my chin. I laugh, going to wipe it off but hearing Bran's stern voice. "No, no. Stay still." his tone is calm as he trails over to me, grabbing my chin and licking the juice trailing down my neck. The lick lines my neck, up my chin, and to my lips, where he feverishly kisses me. I stand closer to him, trailing my hands up his shirt and gently clawing at his back as he picks me up and lets me hook my legs around his waist.

"I'm gonna love you right, sweetheart," he murmurs into the kiss, biting my bottom lip tauntingly. "You're fuckin' beautiful." I laugh softly, moving from his lips and raising a brow.

"Well aren't you chivalrous?" I tease, watching as he rolls his eyes and huffs.

"Chivalry is overrated; you're getting in my bed," he demands, tossing me onto the mattress and tugging my shirt over my head, taking in the sight of my upper body as his strained cock twitches in his pants. "Holy hell." slowly, he reaches beneath me, unclasps my bra, slips it away from my torso, and watches as it falls in front of the bedside table. Bran's eyes trail to the fruits with a mischievous grin, looking at me with a pleading gaze. "Can I try something?"

"Just be gentle," I plea, watching as he stalks over to the bedside, slipping off his shirt and tossing it down next to my discarded bra. He grabs strawberries and grapes, setting them next to my torso as he slips off my pants and underwear, pausing momentarily to take in the sight of my glistening cunt, dripping with slickness. He nearly audibly gulps, whimpering quietly as his hand strokes up my thigh and to my cunny, rolling his thumb in circles on my neglected bud. I writhe, closing my eyes and whining his name under my breath. My hips desperately follow his touch, thighs trembling lightly as he moves his other hand to the cut strawberries and traces it down my torso with a slight squeeze. The juice traces my left nipple to my right, down my stomach, and then to my aching lower lips. He pops the fruit into his mouth, eating it as he moves down and licks over my sensitive chest, taking in the taste of my sweet citrusy body wash with the tangy strawberry juice. His licks trail from one nipple to the next, massaging each breast when moving between them as he grinds his clothed cock between my legs, making me shiver in delight yet mild frustration. His licks then move down my stomach and to my cunt where I inhale sharply as he trails his tongue between my soaked folds and to my bud, wrapping his lips over it with a soft whimper as he slips off his pants and abuses the clit with his mouth, tongue wandering slightly to my entrance before moving back up, his fingers prodding my hole. The moment he pushes them in, filling me with his middle and ring finger, I hear my phone buzzing. Lazily, I grab it from my side and look at the person in question, showing Bran, who is looking up between my legs, still tending to my lower piece.

Jojen.

"Answer it," Bran demands, seeing my confusion. "Now." He waits until I accept the call before he pushes his fingers in and out vigorously and multiplies the abuse on my cunt, making me moan loudly into the phone, interrupting Jojen's hello.

"Everything okay?" Jojen asks after a moment of silence. I can't stop panting, trying to swallow it down as Bran smiles against my pussy, continuing his tentative actions to my now-swollen clit. "Hey, you hear me?" his voice is now contorted to worry.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm great," I pant out, closing my eyes and whimpering into the phone, hips bucking into Bran's mouth. Jojen goes silent again as I hear a faint rustling from the other side of the phone, then a closing of what I can only assume is his bedroom door. "Gods, I'm sorry… What do you need?" I stifle a moan as Bran's fingers touch a spongy spot inside me, making me gasp shakily and bite my tongue.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jojen asks once more, ignoring my question. I hear shuffling again, the clinking of a belt. I look to Bran, who pops off my clit for a moment. Perhaps Jojen is just changing, right? "You keep making noises."

"Tell him. Tell him who's making you feel this good," he whispers, licking a stripe along my folds and under my clit, then wrapping his lips around the bud.

"I- Uh… You called during Bran's treat," I whine out, hearing Jojen let in a shaky inhale. Bran urges me to put it on speaker, which I gladly do.

"Should I hang up?" He says after a drawn-out silence, his voice weaker. Bran shakes his head, urging me to tease him.

"No, no… Stay. Your voice is driving me crazy, Jojie." I whine out, Bran's gaze becoming possessive and fiery as he pops off my lower piece and slips off his boxers, grinding his cock to my damp cunt. I hear Jojen draw in a long groan, making my insides ache. Fucking pervert, I love it.

"Gods… You sound so sweet, angel." Jojen pants out, a bit of a wetter noise coming from the other line. I grin, biting my lip and inhaling sharply as Bran sheathes himself inside my velvety entrance, making my hips jerk, and my eyes roll back with a pained moan. "I wish I was there, fuck." I'd never heard Jojen swear. I'd be lying if I said it hadn't turned me on even more. I watch as Bran holds himself back from pushing inside, grabbing his phone and fumbling for the camera, angling the photo to capture his cock buried inside me. I hear a faint vibration from Jojen's side, making me flush in embarrassment. Though I can't dwell on such a feeling for long as Bran thrusts his hips and dives deep into that spongy spot, he took advantage of earlier, making me see stars and cry out his name.

Jojen's breathing grows incredibly labored on the other side with pitiful moans and pleas for more, which Bran provides tenfold with videos.

"Such a good girl, baby. My fucking whore." he murmurs, moving down and kissing along my neck, pounding deep into my soaking insides that clamp around his piece. "You're. Mine." he glances at the phone and then into my eyes possessively, making me whimper and nod. I soft moan Jojen's name hearing him inhale sharply and whimper out my name in return. Bran's phone dings and I watch as he opens a video from Jojen.

The video is only a minute, with Jojen stroking his long and weeping uncut cock as his hips stutter and push into his hand. Oh, what I'd give to have that stuffed in me too. Bran and Jojen were both quite large. It's always the lengthy men.

Bran notices my star-struck expression and tosses his phone away, grabbing my chin and making me look at him as I whimper. "Such a filthy girl, thinking about Jojen's cock stuffing that pretty mouth of yours," he coos, smiling down at me. I feel my peak inching closer, his hips slamming into mine as he pants and grows dazed, seemingly obsessed with this feeling as he slows his thrusts and draws his cock in and out, embracing the way I pulse around him and cry out, begging him to move faster. Jojen immediately goes to FaceTime; his camera set him to where I can see his cock leaking with pre. I eye the sight, helpless and whining. Bran helps me set up the camera, then pins me down by the wrists and pounds me into oblivion, hips shaking and thighs trembling as we both near our climax.

"Holy shit, I'm gonna-" he can't finish his sentence, letting out the most pitiful and bottoming-out moan I've ever heard, burying his face in my neck as I reach my peak, watching Jojen stroke vigorously to his own, shooting a long string of cum onto his neck and chest. We ride out this high together, stopping around the same time as Bran pants and grinds his hips, nuzzling his nose into my neck.

"Don't get comfy yet; we're done when Jojen gets to drain his cock inside this filthy cunt too."

[anveyegres]

modern! house stark — brandon

"The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother's milk. Darkness will make you strong."

[valaenatargaryensdragon]

Bennedict Stark aesthetic

Bennedict Stark, eldest son of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn Stark. Elder brother to Robert Stark, Jon Snow, Sansa Stark, Arya Stark, Brandon Stark, and Rickon Stark.

Bennedict Stark joined Queen Daenerys Targaryen’s side in Qarth and remained loyal by her side. They later on married and proceeded to have three children despite what the witch had said, Rhaella Targaryen, Baelor Targaryen, and Daena Targaryen.

Bennedict gifted his eldest daughter a dragon egg upon her birth, he had to risk his life to find and get the egg. The egg went on to hatch a female dragon which was later on called Helael. Bennedict was unsuccessful in finding anymore eggs for the other two children but Helael went on to have a clutch of eggs rumored to be Drogon’s.

[myimaginationplain]

The Best Possible Names for fem!Jon Snow (In My Personal Opinion)

I understand perfectly well why it's so common for fem!Jon to be given other Jo– names like Jocelyn, Joann[e/a], Joan, etc. They make it immediately obvious that this girl is meant to be a distaff Jon Snow, rather than an OC. However, I don't really like these Jon-derivatives for the simple fact that they don't take into consideration why Jon was named so in the first place; Jon was named as tribute to Jon Arryn, just as Robb was named in tribute to Robert Baratheon. Plain & simple. So it follows to reason that even as a girl, fem!Jon would be named in honor of someone who was personally significant to Eddard. That being said, under no circumstances would fem!Jon have been named Lyanna. Or anything harkening to Lyanna. No Lyanna Snow, no Lyarra Snow, not Lyanne, not Lyra. None of that. In canon, Eddard put a shit ton of work into making sure no one could possibly connect Jon to Lyanna. Even if the name wouldn't actually be suspicious to any outside observers, I doubt that Ned would ever want to encourage that connection. So, no Lya– names for her. All of that long-winded preamble being said, here are the names I like best:

Jeyne: If Jon were a girl, this is by far the most realistic name for her, on several levels. "Jeyne" not only preserves the whole "John Doe" thing GRRM has going on with Jon ("Jon Snow" is to "John Doe" as "Jeyne Snow" is to "Jane Doe"), but also serves as a sort of slant-tribute to Jon Arryn, considering the fact that his first wife was named Jeyne. Plus, it even preserves the J from Jon! So yeah, all things considered, Jeyne is probably the most sensical choice...although, it's not actually my favorite. Sonically & aesthetically, I just find it kind of boring. Which is, in fact, the point, as I'll reiterate. But it just doesn't roll off the tongue the way "Jon Snow" does. So, Jeyne is the most sensible, but least lyrical choice.

Rowena: Like Jeyne, this name also serves as a slant-tribute to Jon Arryn, since his second wife was named Rowena. Plus, I imagine that this name may have more personal significance for Eddard, since he probably would have met Lady Rowena during his wardship in the Vale, whereas Lady Jeyne had in all likelihood already passed. I'm very fond of this name in particular because I think it's the perfect balance between canon precedent & unique, lyrical naming. If there must be a "best" choice, I think this one is it. (But still not my favorite!)

Robyn: I think it's pretty obvious that this name would be tribute to Robert, ala Robb. The only real issue is that this name strays from the Jon Arryn association, but that's fine, honestly. And wouldn't it be cute for Robb & fem!Jon's names to match? Like twins. It would drive Catelyn insane, lol.

Branw[e/y]n: Now, this name. This name is my favorite. It loses a few points for never having been used in canon before, but I feel that can be forgiven because of how well it fits in (especially the spelling that used a y). This name would be in tribute to Brandon, making it the only alternative name on the list which references any of Eddard's family. (Could the name "Branda" serve the exact same purpose? Yes. Has the name Branda, unlike Branwen, actually been used in canon, & by House Stark no less? Yes. Do I like the name Branda? No, I do not. So I'm not mentioning it, lol.) Beyond that, most of my affinity for this name is aesthetic & thematic. "Branwen" means "white raven," which I probably don't have to explain the significance of as it pertains to ASOIAF. And in Welsh myth, Branwen was sister to king Brân...do you see where I'm going with this? The biggest obstacle for this name is that I honestly don't know if Ned would've been creative enough to name her it, lol.

[chic-beyond-the-wall-oc-acct]

Flower Darling Aesthetic

One OC that i absolutely adore but never post about is Flower Darling, or "Flower Snow" depending on who you ask. She's the bastard daughter of Brandon Stark and an unknown woman she only refers to as "Moma". She looks a lot like her father. Flower of course messes with pre-story canon a bit but I don't mind because i love her. I have a soft spot for the "raised by animals" trope so thats the backstory i gave Flower. Her and her mother lived in the godswood under the noses of the residents of Winterfell for Six years, unfortunately thats when Flower's mother passed during a particularly harsh cold season. Flower remained in the godswood living off of forageables for a few years before teaching herself to hunt (she also stole quite a lot from hunting parties) she has only just recently reconnected with her family after accidentally running into Ned while he was hunting. Her backstory is a bit iffy but she's a guilty pleasure character and i love her, the problem is idk where to go with her story from here, especially when things start getting into the nitty gritty of the actual events of the books/show, so if anyone has any ideas id love to hear them!💙

[agentrouka-blog]

Some people have trouble accepting Stark look is not traditionally beautiful, not like the Tully look. There is no harm in saying it is common or average because not everyone has to be out of the world beautiful, ok? Realistically, majority of the people look average and its totally fine. Sure Brandon was said to be handsome and Lyanna a beauty, but again she was a 'wild' or unconventional beauty, not really objectively beautiful like say Cersei or Catelyn or Sansa. As for Brandon, we don't know whether he looked a typical Stark like Ned, only that Ned who possessed the typical Stark look, was plainer than Brandon. Some fans, however, take great offence when it is suggested that Robb and Sansa would be considered better looking than Jon and Arya. When its not even an opinion, its like a given fact. Particularly for Sansa, her beauty is not subjective like Lyanna's (and Arya's) and she is considered beautiful by everyone. So what can we say? Cope and seethe. (Two female characters who are called beautiful by everyone they interact with are Cersei and Sansa)

Beauty is multi-faceted. It's in the eye of the beholder.

There are varying fashions throughout history that decide which look is considered especially beautiful, and there are some approaches to measuring what might be more universal.

Facial symmetry is one specific measure of bodily symmetry. Along with traits such as averageness and youthfulness it influences judgments of aesthetic traits of physical attractiveness and beauty. For instance, in mate selection, people have been shown to have a preference for symmetry.

Physical attractiveness There are many factors which influence one person's attraction to another, with physical aspects being one of them. Physical attraction itself includes universal perceptions common to all human cultures such as facial symmetry, sociocultural dependent attributes and personal preferences unique to a particular individual.

It's likely that the "long, solemn face" associated with the "Stark look" is less universally attractive in-universe, while Tully features or Lannister traits will have an easier time finding praise from every corner.

But that's beside the point.

GRRM isn't writing a sociological study, he's writing a novel series in which physical attractiveness is fairly prized and widely commented upon in-universe. It's a plot-point in many cases, or it informs how characters are treated. How characters enhance or undermine their appearance says a lot about them in that context, too.

Some characters are called beautiful from enough sources to suggest that they must meet the criteria for almost every beholder. Others are called so from fewer sources, others never, yet others are called the exact opposite. Some characters are presumed to be beautiful by others simply because they manage to inspire unusual reactions. Others change how beautifully they are perceived through the effect of their personality.

It's not a quality that signifies some kind of inherent value. It's a facet of world-building, plot and individual characterization.

If some fans want to believe that the "Stark look" lines up with a universal perception of attractiveness, there's neither a way nor a need to stop them. Canon suggests it may not be, but it's not important enough for GRRM to excessively comment on it either way.

If someone begins to contradict stated canon in this regard, it's simply time to evaluate how useful their interpretation of the books is for you personally. If the answer is "not", you can just back away and utterly ignore them forever.

[reginarubie]

Hey Regina!!

Big fan of your Jonsa stories and the current FIRESTEEL one🔥

Just wanted to ask/know will there be any updates on any of your Jonsa fics?

Cause gosh honestly I'm missing yours (ours) dark and unhinged and possessive LORD OF THE WORLD🤤😅 (empress of the world)😉

But seriously any Jonsa updates will be appreciated 😭🤗

Ciao anon!,

First of all thank you! It’s amazing to know how much you appreciate my stories (Jonsa, darkJonsa and Firesteel).

Tbh I’ve been working on-and-off on next chapter of Like Wolves in the Darkness lately though I’m having some issue with the new POV, next chapter will be a double POV chapter and the first POV of it will be new and I want to make it plausible, accorded to the story but also canon which is giving me some issue, though I am halfway through that, so expect some good news on it soon!

I am kind of outlining next chapter of Soulbonded as well, and of Don’t go in the Forest, but it’s a slow process because both are very intense to write (especially Soulbonded since I added so much lore and basically wrote myself in a corner which means I have to be twice as mindful of all the lore I added in the coming chapters for future chapters reasons ™️).

The time of wolves new chapter is under review, btw, so yep… at one point I should be able to update that too.

I’ve also had the draft of coming chapter of the Chanson du sun’s son and his queen wolf and I actually have mapped and half written all the coming chapters of Wind of Ice, thought as they’re not Jonsa stories you had no asked after them — sorry to use this reply this way but I guess it kind of has become an update on how I am doing on my fics — hope you don’t mind.

Also you are in luck because guess on which story I’ve been working parallel with Firesteel these last days? Empress of the World! (Also because of these amazing portraits made with an AI, because tbh I’m very bad at art which have inspired me)

Lady Favorite Sansa of House Stark, officially taking a more active role in the court of Valyria and being officially associated with the throne of the Empress during a court session and the trial of lord Domeric of House Bolton.

Emperor Jaehaerys III, emperor of all Valyria, Noble Father, the Liberator of Braavos and New Ghis, … though I can’t tell you what he’ll be doing next chapter (🤫)

Their son in a couple of years, Jacaerys Brandon of Houses Targaryen and Stark, heir to the throne of Valyria and of Winter, prince of Tyria and Winterfell.

Princess Rhaenys of Houses Targaryen and Martell, current lady of Dragonstone, Prime Achor of Valyria and dragon rider.

The Lady Mother of the Emperor, lady Lyanna Karstark, concubine of emperor Rhaegar Targaryen.

Princess Daenerys of House Targaryen, lady governor of Meereen and Pentos, dragon rider, adoptive mother to her brother-husband bastards and in collusion for power with the lady Favorite and the Emperor.

Yeah, I know they are only crumbles but know it’s just a taste of the whole meal that’ll be the chapter! More food (aesthetic if nothing else) for your Emperor Jaehaerys and his Empress’ needs!

As always thank you for dropping by! You don’t know how happy that makes me! Sending all my love ~G.

Ps once i have updated the new chapter of Empress I’m really curious to learn what you think of it, so if you wanna, drop by again! ♥️

[shelbgrey]

Aesthetic Boards:

🔬BONES💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Dating mood board

My Boys aesthetic

Agent Seeley Booth:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Updated aesthetic of my favorite agent

Agent James Aubrey:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

His aesthetic

Big brother aesthetic

Dr. Wendell Bray:

His aesthetic

Dr. Vincent Nigel-Murray:

His aesthetic

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

Her aesthetic

Dr. Arastoo Vaziri:

His aesthetic

Angela Montenegro:

Her aesthetic

Dr. Temperance "Bones" Brennan:

Her aesthetic

🌲Twilight🍎

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

His aesthetic

Carlisle Cullen:

His aesthetic

Husband moodboard

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

The cowboy's aesthetic

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

The Brooders aesthetic

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

The queen's aesthetic

Esme Ann Platt Cullen:

Mama Cullen's aesthetic

Mary Alice Brandon Cullen:

Her aesthetic

The Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

His aesthetic

Tayna Denali:

Her aesthetic

Kate Denali:

Her aesthetic

The wolf pack:

Paul lahote:

His aesthetic

Leah Clearwater:

Her aesthetic

Seth Clearwater:

His aesthetic

Jacob Black:

His aesthetic

🗡️Once upon a time 🍎

Robin Hood:

My Boys aesthetic

Robin dating Hooks sister mood board

Killian Jones:

His aesthetic

New aesthetic

David Nolan:

My favorite prince's aesthetic

August W. Booth:

His aesthetic

Dr. Archie Hopper:

The cricket's aesthetic

Ruby Lucas:

The beautiful wolf's aesthetic

Snow White:

Her aesthetic

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean mood board

Castiel:

My angel's aesthetic

Dating aesthetic

Updated aesthetic

Sam Winchester:

The moos' aesthetic

Gabriel:

My favorite Angel's aesthetic

🦸Marvel💥

Marc Spector:

His aesthetic

Steven Grant:

My baby's aesthetic

Tony stark:

Big brother aesthetic

💥X-men:✖️

Scott Summers:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Hank McCoy:

My blue baby's aesthetic

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Dr. Egon Spengler:

My love's aesthetic

Dating mood board

Ray Stantz:

The sweet boy's aesthetic

Peter Venkman:

His aesthetic

Winston Zeddemore:

His aesthetic

🏍️The lost boys🩸

David:

My favorite vampire's aesthetic

Mated to David aesthetic

Marko:

His aesthetic

💙Random characters🩵

Ace Merrill:

His aesthetic

Richard Lawson:

His aesthetic

Cliff Booth:

His aesthetic

❤️‍🔥Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shepherd:

Mcdreamy's McAesthetic

Dating aesthetic

[x-winging-it]

Brandon Stark aka the wild wolf (7/?)

[incult]

“as she slept amidst the rolling grasslands, catelyn dreamed that bran was whole again, that arya and sansa held hands, that rickon was still a babe at her breast. robb, crownless, played with a wooden sword, and when all were safe asleep, she found ned in her bed, smiling.”

[asongofsilks]

Random fancasting --> House Stark: Orlando Bloom as Brandon son of Rickard

“ ‘Someone has been down here stealing swords. Brandon’s is gone as well.’

‘He would hate that.’ She pulled off her glove and touched his knee, pale flesh against dark stone. ‘Brandon loved his sword. He loved to hone it. ‘I want it sharp enough to shave the hair from a woman’s cunt,’ he used to say. And how he loved to use it. “A bloody sword is a beautiful thing,” he told me once.’

‘You knew him,’ Theon said.

The lantern light in her eyes made them seem as if they were afire. ‘Brandon was fostered at Barrowton with old Lord Dustin, the father of the one I’d later wed, but he spent most of his time riding the Rills. He loved to ride. His little sister took after him in that. A pair of centaurs, those two. And my lord father was always pleased to play host to the heir to Winterfell. My father had great ambitions for House Ryswell. He would have served up my maidenhead to any Stark who happened by, but there was no need. Brandon was never shy about taking what he wanted.’ ”

The king of early 2000’s period movies, Bloom gives off the perfect aura for this Brandon Stark - confident, handsome, just a bit entitled, with the wildness of the north in him.

House Targaryen fancasts here

Main series era House Martell here

[villainanders]

ASOIAF POVS: BRAN

It was not dead, just broken. Like me ... I'm not dead either.

[thetudorslovers]

The age of heroes: aesthetics

■ King Brandon Stark, also known as Bran the Builder or Brandon the Builder, was a legendary member of the First Men from the Age of Heroes. He went on to found House Stark and reign as the first King in the North.

■ Garth Greenhand, also called Garth Greenhair and Garth the Green, was a mythical High King of the First Men and said to have been the common ancestor of numerous houses from the Reach. His firstborn son, Garth the Gardener, founded House Gardener, the Kings of the Reach .

■ Lann the Clever is the legendary hero from the Age of Heroes that founded House Lannister.Lann is popular amongst singers and storytellers. One popular story tells how Lann supposedly swindled Casterly Rock from the Casterlys using nothing but his wits. In another tale he is said to have stolen gold from the sun to brighten his hair

■Durran, called Durran Godsgrief, was the mythic first Storm King and the founder of House Durrandon. Legend has that he was married to Elenei and was the builder of Storm's End

[allthefandomloveandimagines]