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ivashkovadrian · 1 year
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BEYOND THE WALL WEEK day four → women beyond the Wall
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asoiafcanonjonsnow · 9 months
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Day 1: THE HUMBLE CHAMPION🌟
Jeor Mormont
… and saw Lord Mormont, naked and groggy from sleep, standing in the doorway with an oil lamp in hand. Gnawed and fingerless, the arm thrashed on the floor, wriggling toward him. Jon tried to shout, but his voice was gone. Staggering to his feet, he kicked the arm away and snatched the lamp from the Old Bear's fingers. The flame flickered and almost died. "Burn!" the raven cawed. "Burn, burn, burn!" Spinning, Jon saw the drapes he'd ripped from the window. He flung the lamp into the puddled cloth with both hands. Metal crunched, glass shattered, oil spewed, and the hangings went up in a great whoosh of flame. The heat of it on his face was sweeter than any kiss Jon had ever known. "Ghost!" he shouted. - A Game of Thrones - Jon VII "I would not be sitting here were it not for you and that beast of yours. You fought bravely … and more to the point, you thought quickly. Fire! Yes, damn it. We ought to have known. We ought to have remembered. The Long Night has come before. Oh, eight thousand years is a good while, to be sure … yet if the Night's Watch does not remember, who will?" - A Game of Thrones - Jon VIII
Dalla’s Son
"Gods," Val whispered, "gods, why are they doing this?" "Go inside the tent and stay with Dalla. It's not safe out here." It wouldn't be a great deal safer inside, but she didn't need to hear that. "I need to find the midwife," Val said. - A Storm of Swords - Jon X Bring her home, Mance. I saved your son from Melisandre, and now I am about to save four thousand of your free folk. - A Dance with Dragons - Jon XI
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ilfascinodelvago · 4 months
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Canto l'uomo che è morto non il Dio che è risorto canto l'uomo salvato non l'uomo sacrificato Canto l'uomo risorto non il Dio che è lì morto Canto l'uomo che è solo come una freccia nel suolo L'uomo che vuole lottare e che non vuole morire
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mundoasoiaf · 5 months
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"– Nós, o povo livre, sabemos coisas que vocês, os que ajoelham, já esqueceram. Às vezes, a estrada mais curta não é a mais segura, Jon Snow. O Senhor Chifrudo disse um dia que a feitiçaria é uma espada sem cabo. Não há maneira segura de pegar nela." - A Tormenta de Espadas // Jon X
🎨: Walerian Walawski
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coldraindropsss · 10 months
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Aemon Steelsong, Tyrion Tanner, Monster
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thenorthsource · 1 year
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Beyond the Wall Week - Day 04 - Women Beyond the Wall (insp.)
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amuelia · 2 years
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“I've never had a crown on my head or sat my arse on a bloody throne, if that's what you're asking. My birth is as low as a man's can get, no septon's ever smeared my head with oils, I don't own any castles, and my queen wears furs and amber, not silk and sapphires. I am my own champion, my own fool, and my own harpist.” -  Jon X, aSoS
Mance Rayder and his woman Dalla
Happy Birthday @the-perfunctorily ! ❤❤❤
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benders-back · 2 months
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HEY CLOWNSSS >:0) I finally got motivation to draw so I GIVE YOU, DALLAS!!
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Oh and I got bored so have this speed paint of the whole process. I made it so my brain could focus on it because it was so long, so just keep that in mind.
Uhhh content warnings for crunchy sound effects, kinda loud music, prop knives, possible Markiplier jump scare, fast movements, and fake food idk
Mmmmm I wanna eat the fucking clay food yummy poisoning from eating glueeeee
CREDITS TO THE WOMAN WHO MADE ALL THE CLAY/SLIME FOOD BTW, THAT VID ISNT MINE, THE SPEED PAINT IS
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asongofsilks · 1 year
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My top 10 wildling women for Beyond The Wall Week
Mothers and warriors, wargs and chieftains, women from beyond the Wall are a different breed from the ladies of the Seven Kingdoms.
Fancasts
Val - Kristanna Loken
Dalla - Julia Ormond
Ygritte - Rose Leslie
Gilly - Hannah Murray
Harma Dogshead - Natalia Tena
Squirrel - Sheeri Rappaport
Osha - Megan Gale
Briar - Nóra Trokán
Munda - Ragga Ragnars
Morna White Mask - Jane Fowler
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Cosa ho davanti, non riesco più a parlare
Dimmi cosa ti piace, non riesco a capire, dove vorresti andare
Vuoi andare a dormire
Quanti capelli che hai, non si riesce a contare
Sposta la bottiglia e lasciami guardare
Se di tanti capelli, ci si può fidare
Conosco un posto nel mio cuore
Dove tira sempre il vento
Per i tuoi pochi anni e per i miei che sono cento
Non c'è niente da capire, basta sedersi ed ascoltare
Perché ho scritto una canzone per ogni pentimento
E debbo stare attento a non cadere nel vino
O finir dentro ai tuoi occhi, se mi vieni più vicino
La notte ha il suo profumo e puoi cascarci dentro
Che non ti vede nessuno
Ma per uno come me, poveretto, che voleva prenderti per mano
E cascare dentro un letto
Che pena che nostalgia
Non guardarti negli occhi e dirti un'altra bugia
Almeno non ti avessi incontrato
Io che qui sto morendo e tu che mangi il gelato
Tu corri dietro al vento e sembri una farfalla
E con quanto sentimento ti blocchi e guardi la mia spalla
Se hai paura a andar lontano, puoi volarmi nella mano
Ma so già cosa pensi, tu vorresti partire
Come se andare lontano fosse uguale a morire
E non c'è niente di strano ma non posso venire
Così come una farfalla ti sei alzata per scappare
Ma ricorda che a quel muro ti avrei potuta inchiodare
Se non fossi uscito fuori per provare anch'io a volare
E la notte cominciava a gelare la mia pelle
Una notte madre che cercava di contare le sue stelle
Io li sotto ero uno sputo e ho detto "Olé" sono perduto
La notte sta morendo
Ed è cretino cercare di fermare le lacrime ridendo
Ma per uno come me l'ho già detto
Che voleva prenderti per mano e volare sopra un tetto
Lontano si ferma un treno
Ma che bella mattina, il cielo è sereno
Buonanotte, anima mia
Adesso spengo la luce e così sia
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alaynasansa · 1 year
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The Queens of Westeros after the Conquest part two (part one — non Targaryen)
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Rohanne of Tyrosh — Queen consort of Westeros
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Aelinor Penrose — Queen consort of the Seven Kingdoms
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Betha Blackwood — Queen consort of the Seven Kingdoms
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Cersei Lannister — Queen consort then regent of the Seven Kingdoms
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Alannys Harlaw — Queen consort of the Iron Islands
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Dalla — Queen Beyond-the-Wall
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Selyse Florent — Queen consort of Westeros
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Margaery Tyrell — Queen consort of the Seven Kingdoms
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Jeyne Westerling — Queen consort in the North and the Trident
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beneaththeshadows · 2 years
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May I offer you some northern/wildling ladies in these trying times? Now with their names cause you just have a lot of brown haired ladies. And yes I totally forgot to post it
Not gonna lie I made some adjustments before posting because some of these are just insufferable, I keep having problems with symetry on the face, I also reached the conclusion that I might suffer from same face syndrome but i'm just here venting a little, it's been a rough week, let's see how much can i learn from this
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beyondmistland · 2 months
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What do you think changes if Dalla survives giving birth, but Mance Rayder is killed by Stannis’ forces during the battle beneath the Wall?
A couple of things off the top of my head. One, Jon doesn't send Mance to Winterfell, which probably butterflys away the Pink Letter among other things. Two, it might make reconciliation with the Free Folk even more difficult. Dying in battle makes Mance a hero and a martyr. Burning at the stake while begging for his life on the other hand makes him look broken and pathetic. Three, with Dalla around its possible the baby swap between Monster and Aemon Steelsong doesn't happen quite the same way, if at all. Four, Dalla would fit slightly differently into Stannis' political agenda as a marriage pawn than Val. Five, Dalla would be able to impart more of her evident folk wisdom.
Thanks for the question, anon
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lycrabustier · 5 months
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There aren't even that many Dallas Cowboys fans in Dallas.
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thenorthsource · 2 years
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"It's a wise woman I've found. A true queen."
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fortunate-hal · 2 years
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Jon felt utterly alone as he stood there in his blacks, awaiting the pleasure of the turncloak who called himself King-beyond-the-Wall. When his eyes had adjusted to the smoky red gloom, he saw six people, none of whom paid him any mind. A dark young man and a pretty blonde woman were sharing a horn of mead. A pregnant woman stood over a brazier cooking a brace of hens, while a grey-haired man in a tattered cloak of black and red sat crosslegged on a pillow, playing a lute and singing...    
Jon Snow meeting with Mance Rayder in the wildling camp as illustrated by Charles Vess in the Subterranean Press edition of A Storm of Swords
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