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#I wanna see what ppl think… 👀 #asoiaf #polls :) #sansaery #sansa stark statistically likely person to wind up in a situationship of unequal affections methinks….

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mfw i makeout with my bf on the couch right beneath my brother's portrait

see below for ref

#💀💀💀💀 #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #renly baratheon #loras tyrell #renlas #renly x loras #stannis baratheon #asoiaf fashion hour

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Amidst the stews of Flea Bottom, Prince Daemon’s go-between found suitable instruments. One had been a serjeant in the City Watch; big and brutal, he had lost his gold cloak for beating a whore to death whilst in a drunken rage. The other was a rat-catcher in the Red Keep. Their true names are lost to history. They are remembered as Blood and Cheese. * The two men crept up through the walls, bypassing the spearmen posted at the tower doors. Ser Otto’s rooms were of no interest to them. Instead they slipped into his daughter’s chambers, one floor below. Queen Alicent had taken up residence there after the death of King Viserys, when her son Aegon moved into Maegor’s Holdfast with his own queen. Once inside, Cheese bound and gagged the Dowager Queen whilst Blood strangled her bedmaid. Then they settled down to wait, for they knew it was the custom of Queen Helaena to bring her children to see their grandmother every evening before bed.

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #fire&blood #the dance of the dragons #blood and cheese #helaena targaryen #alicent hightower #are there no true knights among q

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Who are you?

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #arya stark #thobaw #the house of black and white #are there no true knights among q #gorgeous as always!!

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sansa stark

it hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. hullen had helped her mount, and she'd ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. (a storm of swords, sansa vii)

*costuming loosely inspired by korean traditional hanbok

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #sansa stark #asoiaf fashion hour

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"Euron stood by the window, drinking from a silver cup. He wore the sable cloak he took from Blacktyde, his red leather eye patch, and nothing else. "When I was a boy, I dreamt that I could fly," he announced. "When I woke, I couldn't . . . or so the maester said. But what if he lied?"

Close up under the cut.

Send me to therapy, I am completely unreasonable about this bag of human trash.

#💀💀💀 ser? sorry. my dread pirate lord? some pants mayhaps??? #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #euron greyjoy #really lovely work here btw! #affc

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selyse for @dyannawynnedayne

#ooh lovely! #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #selyse florent #selyse baratheon

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bittersteel was one of those guys who looked thirty when he was sixteen i think

#HEY GUY #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #aegor rivers #bittersteel

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top 20 favourite book-only asoiaf characters (as voted by our followers) ⤷ #3. jeyne poole

Arya had her father's eyes, the grey eyes of the Starks. A girl her age might let her hair grow long, add inches to her height, see her chest fill out, but she could not change the color of her eyes. That's Sansa's little friend, the steward's girl. Jeyne, that was her name. Jeyne Poole.

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #jeyne poole #are there no true knights among q

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i did not put the lenny face there idk why theres a lenny face option 😭

#uhhh everything. all of it. genuinely. #voting white walkers bc i recently wrote that fic where the long night lasts like 15 years even if the war bit is like 3. #anti got #polls :)

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Back out in the Hall of Lamps, the mourners buzzed about them thick as flies, eager to shower her with useless condolences. […] Hallyne the Pyromancer promised her that a flaming hand would burn in the sky above the city on the day her father's bones went west.

AFFC Cersei II

Dark and forlorn stood the Tower of the Hand, with only gaping holes where oaken doors and shuttered windows had once been. Yet even ruined and slighted, it loomed above the outer ward. As the wedding guests filed out of the Small Hall, they passed beneath its shadow. When Cersei looked up she saw the tower's crenellated battlements gnawing at a hunter's moon, and wondered for a moment how many Hands of how many kings had made their home there over the past three centuries.

A hundred yards from the tower, she took a breath to stop her head from spinning. "Lord Hallyne! You may commence."

Hallyne the pyromancer […] waved the torch he was holding, and the archers on the walls bent their bows and sent a dozen flaming arrows through the gaping windows.

The tower went up with a whoosh. In half a heartbeat its interior was alive with light, red, yellow, orange . . . and green, an ominous dark green, the color of bile and jade and pyromancer's piss. "The substance," the alchemists named it, but common folk called it wildfire. Fifty pots had been placed inside the Tower of the Hand, along with logs and casks of pitch and the greater part of the worldly possessions of a dwarf named Tyrion Lannister.

[…] Some of the ladies gasped when the first flames appeared in the windows, licking up the outer walls like long green tongues. Others cheered, and made toasts.

It is beautiful, she thought, as beautiful as Joffrey, when they laid him in my arms. […]

Cersei thought of all the King's Hands that she had known through the years: Owen Merryweather, Jon Connington, Qarlton Chelsted, Jon Arryn, Eddard Stark, her brother Tyrion. And her father, Lord Tywin Lannister, her father most of all. All of them are burning now, she told herself, savoring the thought. They are dead and burning, every one, with all their plots and schemes and betrayals. It is my day now. It is my castle and my kingdom.

The Tower of the Hand gave out a sudden groan, so loud that all the conversation stopped abruptly. Stone cracked and split, and part of the upper battlements fell away and landed with a crash that shook the hill, sending up a cloud of dust and smoke. As fresh air rushed in through the broken masonry, the fire surged upward. Green flames leapt into the sky and whirled around each other. Tommen shied away, till Margaery took his hand and said, "Look, the flames are dancing. Just as we did, my love."

"They are." His voice was filled with wonder. "Mother, look, they're dancing."

AFFC Cersei III

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #cersei lannister #are there no true knights among q

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#mirri OUTSOLDDDD #polls :) #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls

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cringe ass family ❤

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #house lannister #tywin lannister #joanna lannister #cersei lannister #jaime lannister #tyrion lannister #joffrey baratheon #myrcella baratheon #tommen baratheon

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top 20 favourite book-only asoiaf characters (as voted by our followers) ⤷ #4. sarella sand

"If only it worked that way with apples, no one would ever need go hungry," said Alleras with one of his soft smiles. The Sphinx was always smiling, as if he knew some secret jape. It gave him a wicked look that went well with his pointed chin, widow's peak, and dense mat of close-cropped jet-black curls.

#THE LOVE OF MY LIIIIIFFFFEEEEEE #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #alleras sand #sarella sand #sarella alleras #alleras the sphinx #are there no true knights among q

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some descriptions under the cut :)

 WINTERCAKE: "The taste of wintercake filled his mouth again, rich with ginger and pine nuts and bits of cherry, with nahsa to wash it down, fermented goat's milk served in an iron cup and laced with honey."

SISTER'S STEW: "The beer was brown, the bread black, the stew a creamy white. She served it in a trencher hollowed out of a stale loaf. It was thick with leeks, carrots, barley, and turnips white and yellow, along with clams and chunks of cod and crabmeat, swimming in a stock of heavy cream and butter. It was the sort of stew that warmed a man right down to his bones, just the thing for a wet, cold night. Davos spooned it up gratefully."

SNAILS: "Snails in honey and garlic. Sansa had never eaten snails before; Joffrey showed her how to get the snail out of the shell, and fed her the first sweet morsel himself."

BOWL OF BROWN: "...So thick you could stand your spoon up in the bowl, with chunks of this and that."

#wintercakes sound reeeeeaaaaaallll good rn ngl #polls :) #food in asoiaf #food #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls

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weird little guy

#joff joff <3 #asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #joffrey baratheon

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alacrán y pistolero

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #arthur dayne #howland reed