#catelyntullyweek

[daeneryses]

Catelyn Tully Stark Appreciation Week:  

Day 1: Daughter of Rivers

She had been born a Tully, at Riverrun far to the south, on the Red Fork of the Trident. The godswood there was a garden, bright and airy, where tall redwoods spread dappled shadows across tinkling streams, birds sang from hidden nests, and the air was spicy with the scent of flowers.

[yennefers-geralt]

Catelyn Tully Stark Week || Day One: Daughter of Rivers ↳ The southern rain was soft and warm. Catelyn liked the feel of it on her face, gentle as a mother’s kisses. It took her back to her childhood, to long grey days at Riverrun. She remembered the godswood, drooping branches heavy with moisture, and the sound of her brother’s laughter as he chased her through piles of damp leaves. She remembered making mud pies with Lysa, the weight of them, the mud slick and brown between her fingers. 

[catelynstarksource]

catelyn tully appreciation week: day 1. daughter of rivers

“I have always done my duty, she thought. Perhaps that was why her lord father had always cherished her best of all his children. Her two older brothers had both died in infancy, so she had been son as well as daughter to Lord Hoster until Edmure was born. Then her mother had died and her father had told her that she must be the lady of Riverrun now, and she had done that too. And when Lord Hoster promised her to Brandon Stark, she had thanked him for making her such a splendid match.”

[poly-hebdo]

Catelyn Tully Week- Day 1: Daughter of Rivers

I never drew Minisa & Hoster properly so it was a good excuse :D 

[westerosiladies]

Catelyn Tully Week - Day One: Daughter of Rivers

[alayne-stone]

Catelyn Tully Stark Appreciation Week:  

Day 2: Bride of Winter

“And when Brandon was murdered and Father told me I must wed his brother, I did so gladly, though I never saw Ned's face until our wedding day. 

I gave my maidenhood to this solemn stranger and sent him off to his war and his king and the woman who bore him his bastard, because I always did my duty.”

[arielseaworth]

FIC: Riverlings

Nonetheless, during all those years of Catelyn’s girlhood, it had been Brynden the Blackfish to whom Lord Hoster’s children had run with their tears and their tales, when Father was too busy and Mother too ill. Catelyn, Lysa, Edmure … and yes, even Petyr Baelish, their father’s ward … he had listened to them all patiently, as he listened now, laughing at their triumphs and sympathizing with their childish misfortunes. (A Game of Thrones)

The first time Catelyn ran to her uncle with her tears and her tales.

(Written for Catelyn Tully Week, Day 1: Daughter of Rivers)

Read @ AO3

[sayruq]