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targaryen-dynasty · 7 months ago
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THIN, MINIMALISTIC HOUSE SYMBOLS DIVIDERS.
TARGARYEN.
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STARK.
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BARATHEON.
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LANNISTER.
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BOLTON.
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MORMONT.
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ARRYN.
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GREYJOY.
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MARTELL.
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TYRELL.
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wodania · 6 months ago
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some crows + theon
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radical-ghostface · 4 months ago
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I will NEVER understand why Dany didn't snatch Ser Jorah Mormont right up. It's all I think about every time this man is on screen.
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kraehenkunst · 1 year ago
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Not enough Aly/Asha content, by the old gods and the new, i'll change that 🫡
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thewatcher0nthewall · 10 months ago
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Old Bear
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thenorthsource · 2 years ago
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NORTHERN GIRLS
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efpizza · 10 months ago
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Jorah Mormont's wedding portrait with his second wife, Lady Lynesse Hightower
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"To celebrate his victory (-over the Greyjoys), Robert ordained that a tourney should be held outside Lannisport. It was there I saw Lynesse, a maid half my age.
The first time I beheld her, I thought she was a goddess come to earth, the Maid herself made flesh. Her birth was far above my own. She was the youngest daughter of Lord Leyton Hightower of Oldtown. 
I crowned Lynesse queen of love and beauty, and that very night went to her father and asked for her hand. I was drunk, as much on glory as on wine. By rights I should have gotten a contemptuous refusal, but Lord Leyton accepted my offer. We were married there in Lannisport, and for a fortnight I was the happiest man in the wide world."
-Jorah, ACOK
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themoonofblueside · 3 months ago
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it's just so funny that ned is like "sigh i hate southron politics there is no one to trust i miss winterfell i belong to the north" while in adwd the north is like. fifteen different conspiracies for a different heir, at least two houses with associated with cannibalism or flaying people, everyone hating each other, not a single family united for the same cause or even same side, vengeance ideas that would make oberyn martell weep-
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valaenatargaryensdragon · 2 years ago
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Hiii can u write part 2 about Maegor when the stepson is older and again like Aemond he became a amazing warrior. His father family can to petition Maegor about something and reader ia there with her new kids ans her son. Her ex husband family is panicking when the son calm Maegor father and because he doesn’t use an eye patch. There’s a ruby in the place of the eye he lost. He’s basically a mini Maegor without write hair. His mother and stepfather’s are proud.
A/N: I hope you like this!
pairing: Fanon!Maegor Targaryen x Reader
summary: Maegor when the stepson is older and again like Aemond he became an amazing warrior. His father's family came to petition in front of Maegor about something and reader is there with her new kids and her son. Her ex husband's family is panicking when the son calls Maegor father and because he doesn’t use an eye patch. There’s a ruby in the place of the eye he lost. He’s basically a mini Maegor without white hair. His mother and stepfather are proud.
Word count: 1,5K
Warnings: Angst, Fluff
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Garvey hissed moving out of the way before the sword could hurt him and deflected it easily with his dagger. His right hand adorned with a sword and his left with a dagger. As usual a crowd had formed around him and his personal guard to watch them spar, a friendly daily occurrence, sometimes you came to watch him along with his siblings and sometimes you his stepfather decided to join. This day however you both were busy preparing for a petition, his old family the Grey family was coming soon. Garvey was twenty and six now, at the hight of his strength.
His older brothers who were twins were fighting over lands and the title of Lord, again. Garvey raised his foot and kicked his guard in the chest sending him on his back powerless and moved to place his sword at the guard's neck and his dagger over his stomach.
"I yield" The guard called, two words Garvey had heard from the same man every single day for the passed three or so years. Garvey smirked and moved to stand up straight and helped the guard up.
The crowd around them exploded into applause for him. The Grey that was raised among dragons. His hair was long enough to reach his shoulder but he tied the front of it back to show his face, to show his scar like his stepfather told him to do, show it proudly. Maegor had gifted him a ruby to place in place of his eye and now he had one grey eye and one red eye.
His remaining eye paused when the gates opened and two wagon houses rolled in with the flags of house Grey waving in the wind. Garvey turned to his sister Maena who was ten and six, the only one of his siblings to have showed up that day to watch him, not surprising considering the fact that they were in love and in the process of convincing his mother and her father to let them marry instead of marrying her to her younger brother Aegon. She gave him a small smile and moved to wrap her arm around his.
"Come brother, you must wash before the petition" She scolded. he obeyed and let her pull him away from the crowd and into the Red Keep again.
Garvey bathed quickly and changed to wear the clothes you probably sent for him, black trousers with a red tunic to top it, the colours of house Targaryen. When he stepped into the throne he was announced by one of the guards.
"Lord Garvey of house Targaryen and Mormont" The entire Grey family whipped around to look at him, he was announced by the last name of his stepfather and his mother, your last name, Mormont, it was unheard of to be announced by the house name of the mother.
Maegor smirked watching their reactions atop his throne of swords and turned to look at you. You were glaring at your old stepdaughter whose son was the one to maim your son but when Garvey stepped in your face morphed into a proud smile watching him strut closer to the throne. The Grey family moved to the sides forming a walkway for him leading to the throne, some of the women gasped in horror at the sight of the scar and missis eye uncovered and instead a ruby in its place. Garvey bowed to Maegor before moving to stand by your side.
Maena snicked by Maegor's other side at their reactions. Maegor face softened when he looked at her admiring Garvey and him smiling back at her from the other side. Aegon who was only ten and two, the age where he despised his older sister and thought all girls disgusting. Beside Aegon stood your third child from Maegor and the last, a little son of five namedays who was called Viserys.
"You're late, Garvey" Maegor scolded, however his tone was light and made Garvey raise a teasing eyebrow.
"Apologies, father" Garvey's heart fluttered with joy at the horrified gasps.
"What is the meaning of this?" Dannis, the oldest of the twins hissed glaring up at the king.
"Why is our brother calling your grace father? Disrespectful shit needs to be punished, your grace, we apologise for our uneducated brother" Laina, his sister scrambled to say, trying to get on the good graces of Maegor. The sister who taught her son that what he did ti Garvey was okey because he was weak. Maegor burst out laughing much to their shock. You giggled behind your hand.
"No one will touch my son, Lady Laina, Garvey is the son I did not father but raised and soon he will be the husband of my eldest and heir, Maena" Maegor gestured to Maena. She gasped turning to look at her father as if awaiting him to say that it was a joke but he did not. You winced a little finding this queer but did not spoke up, your children loved each other and the King himself betrothed them, you had no say in the matter so you chose to ignore the fact that they were siblings and was happy for them.
"An honour, your grace" Laina stumbled a little. Her son's eyes were wide looking around before settling on Maena, that fucker. Garvey's fists clenched when he noticed who that little shit was looking.
"But wouldn't my son, Randar, be a better match? he is whole after all" Laina pushed her son closer to the throne. Your hand snapped to Maegor's shoulder squeezing it tightly, furry build into your form when she dared to look at you and smirk.
"Lady Laina, it would do you well to learn your place. Slandering my wife's first born will end with your head on a spike!" Maegor yelled, slamming his hand down on the metal handle of the throne, one of the rings on his fingers hitting the metal harder than the rest letting the sound of metal echo around the room. "His lost eye does not make him any less of a man"
"Garvey" Your calm voice followed Maegor's loud and booming voice. You took a step forward letting your hand slide down Maegor's arm and let him hold your hand instead. Garvey turned to look at you instead of glaring at his sister.
"Do tell me son, when was the last time you lost a fight either in the training yard or at a tourney?" You asked, calm on the outside but fuming on the inside and Maegor knew from the deathly grip you had on his hand but he did not mention it, he never complained and instead always said he was too strong to fell pain from it.
"Three years ago mother" Garvey answered, a smirk returned to his face. You smiled proudly and turned to look at Randar.
"When was the last time you won a tourney?" You asked. Maegor smirked noticing the change in the question.
"Never" Randar mumbled ashamed. Laina wanted to jump at you and kill you in your spot but you were queen now, she could not do that.
"In that case who is the better match husband? One who never looses a fight and can protect our daughter or one that never one a fight and probably would push our daughter in face of danger to save himself?" You asked turning to Maegor. He raised your intertwined hands and placed a kiss on one of the rings he had gifted you, it was a ruby in the middle of a gold band, a ruby of the same colour of Garvey's eye.
"I think there is no comparison, sweet wife" Maegor answered. Garvey looked down at Randar who huffed annoyed, rolling his eyes. That broke Garvey's control and made him pull out his dagger stalking over to his nephew and pulled him closer by the collar with the dagger to his throat.
"You dare roll your eyes at your king?" Randar's eyes widened in shock. Laina tried prying Garvey off her son but her strength was nowhere near his.
"Garvey, let the fool go, he is not worth your energy" Maena called from beside her father. Garvey sighed feeling weakened by her voice alone. He closed his remaining eyes to compose himself before pushing his nephew off making hims tumble and fall on his behind. Randar was horrified to find that Garvey's maimed eye did not close and remained open.
"Now back to your petition, Lords Dannis, Laroy" Maegor ended the argument turning to the order brothers who were silent the entire time. Probably the smartest decision they have ever made in their lives.
"Your grace" Laroy shakily stepped to the middle so he could petition for himself. Garvey put away his dagger before moving to stand by Maena instead of his mother this time. Maena reached between them to grab his hand in her own, he maybe older than her by ten namedays but she was the one with the more patience and the one to anchor him.
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elcoffin · 1 year ago
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the best swordsman ⚔️
experimented with new brushes here <3
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sad-endings-suck · 2 years ago
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I’ve never seen anyone talk about how much Jorah Mormont is going to viscerally hate Jon Snow.
First of all, any man that Daenerys is interested in romantically and/or sexually is someone Jorah is automatically going to hate.
Secondly, Jon is the son of Ned Stark (the man responsible for exiling Jorah).
Thirdly, Jorah’s own father became a father figure in Jon’s life and treated Jon as a son and heir (to the Night’s Watch) and also gave Jon his house’s Valyrian steel family sword. Which Jorah last saw when he left it behind, before he ran away. Joer Mormont even had the sword re-designed to fit a Stark more than a Mormont.
Jorah is going to be fuming like a cartoon villain with steam coming out of his ears and nose and Jon is barely going to have any conceivable idea why this man wants him dead.
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loksthegreat · 8 months ago
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Me actually posting asoiaf ocs that have absolutely nothing to do with Targaryens?? Shocking I know
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targaryen-dynasty · 7 months ago
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THIN HOUSE WORDS DIVIDERS.
Ok, so, let me give you these first. 😜 There‘ll come another set tomorrow. If you want one with a different font, just hit me up!
TARGARYEN.
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STARK.
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LANNISTER.
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TYRELL.
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GREYJOY.
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BOLTON.
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MORMONT.
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BARATHEON.
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ARRYN.
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MARTELL.
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thewebspinner · 2 months ago
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transassdemon · 4 months ago
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ASOIAF CHARACTERS AS TSHIRTS
All the Stark kids
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Fat Walda or Ramsay
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Bran @everyone after his accident
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Cersei
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House Reed
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Renly & Loras
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Tyrion
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House Mormont
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Lancel Lannister
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frogcat7 · 10 months ago
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Lord Commander of Night's Watch Jeor Mormont and his pet raven who is demanding corn.
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