Love And Hate Can Mate

Rachel. She/her. 30. I like the Bronze Age and swamps and ASOIAF. 🍉 Avatar by bluemonkeywriting

[kokokino]

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[impossiblesnail]

Finally almost at the end of our 2-year CoS campaign where a lot a LOT has happened~ While I'm dumping art on here have some of my favorite doodles~<3

[theravenloftwanderers]

🥀 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖍𝖉 - 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖉𝖔 𝖚𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖛𝖊𝖗. 𝕴 & 𝖛𝖊𝖗. 𝕴𝕴 - 🥀

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Wiping my tears with the pages of I, Strahd.

[gqqsamya]

Court fashion Part 2! The Great Bastards

(maybe i will do part 3 but i don't know who to draw)

[thesluts2004]

[archamion]

Day 4 | What Could Have Been | Elia with the Mountain’s Head

— for @eliaweek done by dana_delion

[meteorherd]

this girl at uni was dressed sooo gay and then i found out she's just straight with a lesbian mom. dykebaiting is not a victimless crime 😔

[hypersensationalism]

date her mom ?

[glupbleepo]

date her mom

[falleneighth]

date her mom

[meridia-nunda]

Return my beacon to Mount Kilkreath

[litkitkat]

i still dont have a good caption but hey jon snow!!

[blepupa]

jon emo snow

[swordmaid]

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[ilynpilled]

Give me Cersei Lannister, Lord Karstark, and you would see how gentle a woman can be.

[asongoficeandfiresource]

The singer turned to the hooded woman. “Milady?”

The outlaws parted as she came forward, saying no word. When she lowered her hood, something tightened inside Merrett’s chest, and for a moment he could not breathe. No. No, I saw her die. She was dead for a day and night before they stripped her naked and threw her body in the river. Raymund opened her throat from ear to ear. She was dead.

Her cloak and collar hid the gash his brother’s blade had made, but her face was even worse than he remembered. The flesh had gone pudding soft in the water and turned the color of curdled milk. Half her hair was gone and the rest had turned as white and brittle as a crone’s. Beneath her ravaged scalp, her face was shredded skin and black blood where she had raked herself with her nails. But her eyes were the most terrible thing. Her eyes saw him, and they hated.

“She don’t speak,” said the big man in the yellow cloak. “You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers.“ –Epilogue, A Storm of Swords

Catelyn Starkby Gary Gianni in A Storm of Swords: The Illustrated Edition

[lopata-four]

Members of the House Reed 🐊

[litkitkat]

king in the north

[salmonhere]

shadows on the wall

bran and rickon

[gearsandscalpel]

[stupiddumat]

Crow eye