hello asoiaf tumblr ~ here i will be posting great quotes i come across while in my fanfic hyperfixation. love a rarepair. do send me your favorite quotes and fic recs ^^
He felt that he was losing himself in the glow of her cheeks, in the chapped rose of her lips. Never had he known anything so dazzling as the thrilling vitality bursting from their clumsy mouths, and never had he known anything so alive. He was utterly, brilliantly alive.
“My mother,” Jon said then. Her stone solemn face, her blue winter roses, her tears of blood, and a silver harp by her feet. The answer to the only question that had ever mattered to him. The only thing he’d ever wanted, the one thing he’d never have, the one person he’d dreamed of, all his life – and she’d been under his feet, in the crypts, all this time, just waiting for him, in the one place he’d always known. Rhaegar was not the only fool in the room. “Would my mother have let you hide her away?”
Lyanna shoved him to the ground. Jaime shoved back. And before he knew it, Lyanna was hugging him hard enough to leave bruises, her eyes suspiciously dry yet full of a sadness that Jaime would be hard pressed to admit that he felt as well.
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— Jaime Lannister, L'appel du vide by starbursts_and_kisses
He hadn't thought of the bull's head helm in years, his sole source of pride when he first left King's Landing with Yoren, but the fact that Arya had it, that she got it back for him overwhelmed him in that moment. Gendry reached out, tracing the curve of her face with two rough fingertips, and he wasn't sure what he was going to do next, what he was even doing now.
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— Gendry Waters, Five Times Gendry Treated Arya Like a Girl by vixleonard
They danced for half the night. He was clumsy on his feet and was not as quick-witted as his brother but there was a kindness in him, a spark in his gray eyes (beautiful eyes, how did she ever think them dull?) when he talked of Winterfell, of his brothers and particularly of his sister. In a strange way he reminded her of her own brother, all honor and duty.
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— Ashara Dayne, "Through nights like this" by canyouseemyspark
Then to bed on the floor, cold oak and the horses groaning outside, and Mance would go off with a girl, and forget her name come morning, but Qhorin wouldn’t, Qhorin would always remember their names.
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— Qhorin Halfhand, where the mountains bend by falteringstar
“Do not tell me you have let yourself go weak-hearted here in the east. King-making has always been a bloody business. Do not tell me you are surprised now, child. Blood delivered Ned Stark to a throne he had no right to take. And blood will take it from him, sure as his damned winter will come, and blood will bring a new king to that same throne he left behind.”
Alayne's white cheeks are slowly flushing pink, her lips parted speechlessly. Brienne barely dares breathe, feels like she is looking at some wild animal, a frightened young deer from the kingswood, that the slightest movement may chase her away, and the chance to reach her will be gone forever.
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— Brienne of Tarth, For A Lifetime I Sought You by ygrainette
When he doesn't, when all he gives her is a wish of a pleasant afternoon and a lingering look full of tightly guarded want, Ashara feels something unfamiliar stir in her chest.
“You are bold to come see me, my lord.” Catelyn spoke with none of the anger that burned inside her and all of the courtesy she thought she'd outgrown. Something deep inside her whispered that she could not keep much hidden from such a man. The way his eyes pierced through the darkness that concealed so much yet not them, sent a shiver down her spine, as if he knew things about her she did not.
"You are the new bride." A voice in the corner of the room made her jump in surprise. It was a priest of the Drowned God, and she immediately calmed down upon seeing his long hair, wavy from seawater and adorned with seaweed. "The sea knows you," he said.
She tried to laugh. "Does it know me kindly?"
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— Asha Greyjoy, Tales for the Stranger by Anonymous
Ah yes, the beloved glup shitto. This is really tough because Asoiaf is absolutely spilling over with the most incredibly rich minor characters. I think it’s one of George’s greatest strengths as a writer, the way he’s able to infuse even the briefest appearances with such distinct personality and charm.
Jaqen H’ghar is most definitely a favorite of mine. I mean, he’s just so cool. He’s a religious death cult assassin (possibly rogue, even cooler!) who can magically change his face!!! He speaks in the sickest manner of speech (a man owes three? Clever girls go barefoot?? Lovely girl???), and he spends his time in Harrenhal just straight up aura farming. Also, Pate, like the pig boy??? Chills.
The Harlaws, Rodrick and Harras! Rodrick, not much to say. He’s The MF Reader! Dope ass black sheep intellectual, gives no fucks about conforming to destructive Ironborn customs, clowns the hell out of Euron in front of everyone like a G (not meek!). Progressive anti-war GOAT. Love his relationship with Asha. Harras is also just randomly super cool? Like he just has a Valyrian steel sword?? And he just… takes a fucking castle by soloing 7 men in succession until the septons freak out and surrender it???
Dacey Mormont, the way my heart dropped when you got axed in the belly… but you still took out a Frey with a bottle of wine on your way out, and you will forever be famous to me for that. Loyal to the end to her King in the North! Mormonts are just super dope in general (we don’t talk about Jorah). Warrior women <333
Sarella (Alleras) Sand, the always-smiling Sphinx! Shoots apples out of the air! You have to love her. Just a nerd disguised as a boy to study at the forbidden Citadel… or to scheme. Well, definitely to scheme! Close to Marwyn, right by Pate!Jaqen, helping out Sam—I want to know what happens in Oldtown so bad!
Arthur Dayne, my late husband. I am weak for an MVP varsity athlete, and with a magic sword no less. But make no mistake, he’s not only a warrior! He campaigned non-violently for smallfolk labor reform! B-b-but Sword of the Morning detractors claim he broke his vows and served his prince instead of his king!!! Ok and? Points in my book, actually! Love > duty, baby! Scarcely has any lines, but every one of them fucks. Our knees do not bend easily? Banger. Blood is the seal of our devotion? Poetry. Then you shall have it, ser? I fucking cheered. Could have slain all five of you with his left hand while he was taking with a piss with the right???? COME ON
Brandon Stark, the wild wolf. Strange one, I do admit. What of his toxic masculinity, you ask? Don’t care, sorry! I am fond of hotheads, what can a girl do, and it cannot be said he did not love his family dearly. Stark boys and dying for their sister... oh, my heart (iykyk).
Honorable mention goes to Cortnay Penrose, the most epic trash talker in Westeros. Humiliated Stannis so bad he needed to take him out on shadow baby easy mode. Also, tried to protect Edric Storm! Bring on your storm, my lord—and recall, if you do, the name of this castle. The banger to end all bangers.
OH and I would be remiss to leave off Wylla Manderley. My brave girl, my green-haired loudmouth liberal… Not in on daddy merman’s plots, and STILL speaks out from the HEART out of LOYALTY. Friends of Frey propaganda will never work on my girl!
Ok wow that was long. This was just off the top of my head, in no particular order, so I’m probably missing many characters. If you're wondering why I didn't name x, I likely just forgot. And if you actually read through all this, ily!!!! And feel free to reblog/comment with your own favs xxx
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