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"I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell."
Remember the baby monsters?
Asha Greyjoy aka my wife
“Her name was Shireen. She would be ten on her next name day, and she was the saddest child that Maester Cressen had ever known.”
“Did the boy charm you? He has that gift. He got it from his father.”
Remember that time Theon thougt he was hot shit and Asha nearly bust a rib trying not to laugh in his face? Ah, good times ...
Here we can see the Princess of Dorne, Elia Nymeros Martell, judging Rhaegar for being the absolute worst, as well as the people who came up with the ridiculous idea of an annulment on a certain show we won’t mention.
‘The Forsaken’
(wtf even was that chapter? i want to draw like every second of it but am just nowhere near that skill level yet, it won’t leave my head)
ASOIAF graphics 1/?
Lyanna Stark
“You’re not scared?”
The girl smiled in a way that reminded Jon so much of his little sister that it almost broke his heart. “Let him be scared of me.” The snowflakes were melting on her cheeks, but her hair was wrapped in a swirl of lace that Satin had found somewhere, and the snow had begun to collect there, giving her a frosty crown. Her cheeks were flushed and red, and her eyes sparkled.
“Winter’s lady.”
“ She don't speak. You bloody bastards cut her throat too deep for that. But she remembers. ”
drunk doodle for my drunk dorks
‘Lyanna Stark. The northern girl had a wild beauty.’
It is said Young Danny still yet walks The NightFort's shadowy halls A pale form singing sorrowfully The loneliest, saddest song."
"Brave Danny Flint"
I tried to disneyfy Brienne of Tarth. I have no idea why she would have been fighting without her armour, i just really like her big muscular shoulders. My regular drawing program didn’t work, so unfortunately sparse on the freckles :(
I'll be good I think I could be all you would want and more and more. Be proud when you dazzle the wondrous Glitter your eyes for the town Tell every last boy that you're my man I'll try not to let you down. 'Til the siren come calling, calling It's driving me evil, evil.
‘Siren Song’ by Bat for Lashes
I really like this song for a Grantaire who is finally trying to get better with regards to his alcoholism and his depressive tendencies, but still has doubts about whether he deserves to be in a relationship with Enjolras when that opportunity presents itself.