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gentle giants and their lil squires
Podrick Payne
His squire, a boy with the unfortunate name of Podrick Payne, swallowed whatever he had been about to say. The lad was a distant cousin to Ser Ilyn Payne, the king's headsman … and almost as quiet, although not for want of a tongue. Tyrion had made him stick it out once, just to be certain. "Definitely a tongue," he had said. "Someday you must learn to use it."
At the moment, he did not have the patience to try and coax a thought out of the lad, whom he suspected had been inflicted on him as a cruel jape. - Game, Tyrion VIII
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"I thank you." Brienne turned to retrace her steps, and walked headfirst into someone hurrying round the bend. The collision knocked him off his feet, and he landed on his arse in the mud. "Pardons," she murmured. He was only a boy; a scrawny lad with straight, thin hair and a sty beneath one eye. "Are you hurt?" She offered a hand to help him up, but the boy squirmed back away from her on heels and elbows. He could not have been more than ten or twelve, though he wore a chain mail byrnie and had a longsword in a leather sheath slung across his back. "Do I know you?" Brienne asked. His face seemed vaguely familiar, though she could not think from where.
"No. You don't. You never . . ." He scrambled to his feet. "F-f-forgive me. My lady. I wasn't looking. I mean, I was, but down. I was looking down. At my feet." The boy took to his heels, plunging headlong back the way he'd come. - Feast, Brienne II
Brienne: What's Arya doing?
Podrick: Stuff.
Brienne: Where's Sansa?
Podrick: Stopping Arya from doing the stuff.
Brienne: And what's Jon doing?
Podrick: Stopping Sansa from stopping Arya from doing the stuff.
Brienne: And what are you doing?
Podrick: Stopping you from stopping Jon from stopping Sansa from stopping Arya from doing the stuff.
The ones who had been gone for so very long, she couldn’t remember their names... They spun her around on the damp old stone, spun away all her sorrow and pain.
And she never wanted to leave
.Never wanted to leave.
.Never wanted to leave.
.Never wanted to leave.
ur au is so inspiring and God that comic hit hard- it’s always so heartwrenching to see a kid crying for its mom and they cant help :( I’m sure podpaw remembers the cat who did it vividly and genuinely cant escape the trauma of watching them die at their paws umu
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(Thank you so much for the art!! It looks so amazing, wow! Podpaw definitely struggles and his arc in the AU is a tough one. You art is gorgeous, thank you again!)
Everyone having a drinking game over the romantic misadventures of Lady Brienne of Tarth.
Podrick: Eeeeyy do you know where I can get some drugs from?
Bronn: ExCuSe Me this is a library!
Podrick: Oh, my bad
Podrick: *whispers* do you know where I can get some drugs from?
Bronn: *whispers* yeah yeah yeah what you need, bruh?
Podrick Payne had the best Game of Thrones glow up of all.