#tully sisters

[westerosiladies]

#asoiaf #game of thrones #catelyn tully #lysa tully #catelyn stark #lysa arryn #tully sisters #catelyn fancast #millie bobby brown #lysa fancast #brooke carter

[kitt-ija]

Quick Lysa & Cat

#fan art #asoiaf fan art #game of thrones #lysa arryn #catelyn stark #tully sisters #in between 2 storyboards you have to take a break to draw the girls

[atopvisenyashill]

catelyn and edmure constantly at odds…catelyn being unable to let go of the fact that SHE was the heir presumptive for half her childhood, edmure unable to understand why cat resents his status over her bc she’s a woman of course she didn’t inherit…catelyn is outwardly disrespectful and even hostile to him at several points and knows it but can’t help herself, can’t help her anger & helplessness at the war and her losses lashing out at her baby brother, and edmure lets it happen bc he’s head of the family and even tho he’s the baby he can take the anger and the pain from his sister that’s his job….catelyn reaches for his hand at their father’s funeral, desperate for someone who loved hoster in the same way but edmure is far away, drowning his grief alone because that’s how a man must act, he can be emotionally in front of his wife but never a sister…and when he asks her if hoster mentioned him as he died, cat can’t bare to tell him that hoster and edmure were much the same, spending their days drowning in grief and guilt after a lifetime of being the Lord and staying emotionally distant from the people who need them most, so she lies to spare her baby brother’s feelings and says yes, he thought of his son, when all along hoster’s thoughts were on the daughter he failed….always this distance of a boy meaning more between catelyn and edmure

#i am SCRRAMING I AM DECEASED #valyrianscrolls #catelyn stark #edmure tully #rani liveblogs asoiaf #brothers and sisters #gender politics in asoiaf

[novemberrage]

#a song of ice and fire #the tully sisters #house tully #web weaving #catelyn tully #lysa tully #catelyn stark

[ayowotsdis]

Sisters.

No matter how much you hate it, you are still alike in your hearts.

While looking for your mother in the rivers because she was river's daughter, you look and look for that stern but loving gaze she gave you.

You run a hand over the doll your father gave you that you denied at the time, wondering why,why,why, did you dare to dream because when you opened your eyes, those dreams of princes cut down your ever gentle father.

You both wonder what went wrong, you blame others, you blame yourself.

Where are you brothers?

I hate my sister.

Where are you father? I am sorry.

I hate my sister.

Where are you mother? I should have listened.

I am sorry my sister.

While one wolf died in the land where kings die, the other wanders around the rivers, looking for pack.

- both mood boards and this made by me.

#chaotic academia #valyrianscrolls #sansa stans #sansa stark #sansa defender till i die #arya stark #lady the direwolf #nymeria #catelyn tully #ned x catelyn #ned stark #bran stark #robb stark #rickon stark #the starks #two sisters #sisterhood #catelyn stark #the starklings are so precious

[laurellerual]

Arya took the doll away from her, ripped it open, and pulled the rag stuffing out of its belly with a finger. "Now he really looks like a soldier!" she said, before she threw the doll in a brook.

Parallels, Part 1

#Arya Stark #ASoIaF #asoiaf fanart #Catelyn Tully #house stark #stark sisters

[axelsagewrites]

Hey hiii I love your writings! Can you write something platonic about Edmure Tully and the Snow fem reader? Strangely enough, I like this guy. I hope you write. Thanks in advance<3

Edmure Tully*Who We Call Family

(Platonic) Pairing: Jon x sister!reader, Robb x halfsister!reader, Edmure x fem!reader

Summary: The reader finally gets some respect for the first time in their life and gains a new family member from an unlikely source

A/N: inspired by book Edmure since the show did this man so fcking dirty

Word count: 1588

Masterlist Here

When Jon rode off to join the nightswatch you had never felt so alone. Jon was one of your few comforts in the world. Robb stood by your side as your brother rode off to his new family at the wall but even Robb did not know what it was like to be Eddard Starks bastard.

When Robb rode off to war you refused to be left behind again. Something you often regretted once you learned of Bran and Rickon fate at Theon Greyjoy. So much had changed. Even at war you still felt Catelyn’s eyes glaring at you around the camp. She had protested for as long as her lungs allowed at your presence but even, she couldn’t deny Robb needed fighters’ men or women. Even with her distain she knew that you would lay your life down for your brother.

It didn’t make it any less hard. Sansa was a prisoner. Arya was missing. Bran and Rickon were betrayed. And Jon was gone to whatever fate the wall allowed him. Robb was the only one left in arms reach. But now he was riding off again and not taking you with him.

In the tent that acted like a council room Robb laid out his plan he and Edmure Tully and some other lords had planned. “We shall ride west tomorrow into the westerlands and meet the Lannister’s in battle,” he began to explain to the lords, Catelyn, and yourself. Even in this council meeting she refused to meet your eye unless to glare, “Lord Edmure will stay in Riverrun to protect us from the rear while we prepare to storm Ashemark and the Crag,”

After some protest, questions, agreements, and strategies the meeting is finally drawing to an end, “Sister stays behind,” Robb said as the men began to leave. Catelyn paused, looking at her son with raised eyebrows. Since he had been declared king Robb no longer kept your familiar ties in the background, “We’ll be fine mother,”

Finally, she left, and you were left with Robb, “What is it?” you asked.

He said before he finally looked at you. Robb knew just how stubborn you could be so he knew it would not be easy, “I need you to stay- “

“Oh no Robb- “you began to protest but it was no matter.

Robb crossed the room to grab you shoulder, “I need you in Riverrun,” he said.

“I need to be by your side in battle like always,” you said as you smacked his hand away, “Robb I’m not losing another brother not now ever,”

“I need to leave someone I can trust. I already made that mistake with Theon,” Robb said, raising his voice. You knew your voices were both loud enough by now to be heard outside the tent, but it didn’t matter right now. “I need you to be my shield. If the Lannister’s come from behind- “

“I want to be beside you in- “

“I need you here- “

“But- “

“But I am your king!” Robb all but yelled across the tent. Silence fell across the room as Robb seemed to release what he said, “If I say I need you here,” Robb began to say his voice finally lowering, “I need you here. I don’t want to lose another sister,”

“We’ve not lost them yet,” you said but your words were thin. You could only hope they were telling the truth when they said Sansa was alive.

“That we know off. You know what the Lannister’s are like. They’ll burn Riverrun to the ground if they think it will stop us. I need you to put out the fire,”

When you finally left the tent with Robb you could feel the lord’s eyes on you. even more so when Robb put his hand on your shoulder and told them you would be leading the defence at River Run. There were protests all round. She’s a girl. She’s a bastard. She’s a child. Nearly every one of his council men protested; except you noticed Edmure Tully.

When Robb had finally calmed the men, he dismissed them to sleep and prepare. Edmure walked up to you, “Lady- “

“Im not a lady,” you cut him off.

The man gave a sorry smile, “Apologies. What shall I call you then?”

“Most call me bastard,” you said but Edmure just waited for you to continue, “but (Y/N) will do,” you added.

“Alright (Y/N),” he said with a seemingly genuine smile on his lips, “Shall we discuss our plans to protect Riverrun tonight or over breakfast?”

“Now will do,” you said but you couldn’t help but squint at the man. Apart from Robb he was the first lord to take you with any kind of seriousness, “You can tell me your ideas while I walk to my tent,”

“Very well my- “he said before catching himself and correcting himself with a sorry smile again. As you walked, he began to explain the defences they had available and how many men Robb was leaving behind with you. he even seemed to take your own concerns seriously.

As you stood outside your tent, Lord Tully about to wish you goodnight, you thought of something, “What of the small folk?”

“What about them?”

“Tywin isn’t against killing the innocents for war. If he was a Targaryen, he would’ve burnt half the north by now,” you said, “When he comes for your people what is the plan for them? Winterfell has molestown for when winter comes. What do we have when the Lannister’s come?”

“The smallfolk in the Riverlands are under my protection,” any hint of laughter had fell from Edmure face, “When the Lannister’s come the smallfolk know they have my protection,”

“Will we house them? In Riverrun?” you asked.

“They are my people, my responsibility. When the Lannister’s comes, I will give them my own bed if we run out,” he said sternly.

You couldn’t help but smile lightly at his words. A lord who cared for others was rare especially when the others had little money. “Good to know my lord,” you said opening your tent, “Goodnight my lord,”

“Goodnight (Y/N),”

True to his word when Tywin began to burn villages through the Riverlands the smallfolk came in droves to Riverrun, and none were turned away even as his lieges tried to yell at Edmure about their supplies. It had caught you off guard at first when Edmure defended you to his men. Up till now it had been Robb who had told the men of for laughing at the sound of your voice. Now it was Edmure who bellowed across the room at his men’s sniggers at your suggestions. The northerners respected you for fighting beside them. You couldn’t figure out why Edmure did.

“Robb seems like a good kid,” Edmure said as you ate dinner with him, something you had come to do almost every night since Robbs departure. “Truthfully I’ve not spent much time with him,”

“Well, he is my brother Edmure,” you laughed as you sipped your wine, “I kind of have to like him,”

“Trust me,” he laughed, “that’s not true. You’ve met my sister,”

You couldn’t help but blush at his words. His own sister had been the bane of your life for so many years. “I’m sure deep down she’s lovely- “

“Deep deep down,” he laughed as he topped up the wine for you both, “I love the lass, but she is absolutely awful at times,”

“Can’t argue there,” you said under your breath, but he had heard.

Edmure smiled as he sat back in his chair. “I do love her though. We don’t choose who we’re born with, but we choose who we call family. she is my sister still,”

“She’s a good mother,” you said, sitting the wine down. Edmure shot a confused look, “Not to me,” you corrected with a slight laugh, “But Robb loves her. she adored all her children. I’ve never seen a mother love so much,” you said without realising the sadness lacing your words.

Edmure smiled lightly, “It must be hard,”

“Can be,” you said, picking the wine back up and drinking the whole glass down, “But worse happens, I shouldn’t complain,”

A few beats of silence fell over you both. Edmure looked up from his wine, “For what its worth. I’ve never met a mother who didn’t love her babe. Just not all are so lucky as to keep them,”

You tried to smile but your lips wouldn’t seem to move. Instead, you just filled your cup again, “To mothers,” you said with a watery smile, lifting the cup to toast.

“To daughters,”

The next day Edmure had tried to bring the conversation from last night up only for you to shoot him down. “For what its worth you can talk to me- “

“My lord- “your conversation was interrupted by one of your men sprinting up to you both, “It’s Tywin, he’s left Harrenhall,”

“He’s going to try pass the fords,” you cut the man off looking at Edmure.

“Quick gather to men,”

The day was long, and the fight was longer, but you managed. Edmure by your side most of the fight. Tywin had to retreat, not able to catch up to Robb from behind. You could return to Riverrun content with two things; Tywin was not going to run up behind Robb and that family was who you choose. You wondered what Catelyn would think when she learned Edmure had become family.

Taglist @clairacassidy

#edmure tully imagine #edmure tully #edmure tully x reader #edmure tully x you #asoiaf #asoiaf imagine #asoiaf x reader #a song of ice and fire #a song of ice and fire imagine #game of thrones #game of thrones x reader #games of thrones imagine #game of thrones imagine #jon sister reader #jon snow x sister #robb stark sister reader #platonic jon snow #platonic robb stark

[asoiafreadthru]

A Game of Thrones, Catelyn IV

Visenya’s Hill was crowned by the Great Sept of Baelor with its seven crystal towers.

Across the city on the hill of Rhaenys stood the blackened walls of the Dragonpit, its huge dome collapsing into ruin, its bronze doors closed now for a century.

The Street of the Sisters ran between them, straight as an arrow. The city walls rose in the distance, high and strong.

And above it all, frowning down from Aegon’s high hill, was the Red Keep, seven huge drum-towers crowned with iron ramparts, an immense grim barbican, vaulted halls and covered bridges, barracks and dungeons and granaries, massive curtain walls studded with archer’s nests, all fashioned of pale red stone.

Aegon the Conqueror had commanded it built. His son Maegor the Cruel had seen it completed. Afterward he had taken the heads of every stonemason, woodworker, and builder who had labored on it.

Only the blood of the dragon would ever know the secrets of the fortress the Dragonlords had built, he vowed.

Yet now the banners that flew from its battlements were golden, not black, and where the three-headed dragon had once breathed fire, now pranced the crowned stag of House Baratheon.

#a game of thrones #catelyn iv #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #king's landing #visenya's hill #great sept of baelor #faith of the seven #rhaenys's hill #dragonpit #house targaryen #dragons #street of the sisters #cities #walls #aegon's high hill #red keep #castles #aegon i targaryen #aegon the conqueror #maegor i targaryen #maegor the cruel #blood of the dragon #secrets #kings #banners #stags #house baratheon #house baratheon of king's landing #catelyn tully stark

[ser-zoras]

dunno if this is a weird opinion but i dont think cat has a problem with jon because hes a bastard. i think she has a problem with him because he's NED'S bastard

#he is physical evidence of her husbands betrayal #i think if he had shown up and been like “hey sorry but this is my sisters kid its kind of a problem” she wouldve sighed and been like “fin #what do you want me to tell people." #like it woulda been weird but i dont think she would have been mean to jon #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #jon snow #ned stark #catelyn tully

[daenystheedreamer]

alright guys. I am cringe and i am free. but i am keeping myself on a leash. if you enjoymy descent into insanity (omaegorverse) i will post at. you guessed it. @omaegorverse. this way i can post my truth and also not embarrass myself in front of the greater asoiafblr community. thank you for your time lovelies 🫶

#IM SORRY. im cringe. i am mortifyingly known. #also dude the family tree.... omegafied viserys is old news. we got a tully queen with harrenhal poisoning fighting her sister-wife #au:omaegorverse

[herasyndvllas]

my tears ricochet is so tully sibling coded actually

#YOU HAD TO KILL ME BUT IT KILLED YOU JUST THE SAME #thinking about cat and lysa being sent away #lysa never goes home again oh my god #i know i’ve posted so much about the tully sisters recently but it fucking hurts y’all #game of thrones #lysa arryn #catelyn stark #catelyn tully #house tully

[loksthegreat]

ooh please infodump about your non targ ocs, im intrigued

Of course! You know I’m always ready for some infodumping !!

So in the aftermath of the war of succession following the death of king Aegon XX, many lords perished and left the realm in the hands of widows and regents as many lords were to young to rule in their own right. Among the dead where the old lord Gunthor and his heir Raymund Tully as well as lord Stark and his lady wife, leaving young Ronnel Tully and Rickard Stark to inherit the rule over the Riverlands and the North. The rule of Rickard was never in danger as the brother of his late mother, Harlon Mormont, the lord of bear island better known as the Breakskull, lord Tyton Glover, the sullen best friend of the late lord Stark and lord Umber, the Terror of the last hearth, became his regents, and his uncles Torrhen Mormont and Brandon Stark held the wall.

Ronnel, better known as Red Ron for his easily inflamed cheeks, was less fortunate, his grandfather had angered the lords of the houses located in the east of the Riverlands, when he had failed to send support their way, instead prioritizing the conflict with the men of the Westerlands, and as a result the old man, once beloved and praised for his fairness, returned to his seat only to be woken in the same night to hear that his son had been killed by the new lord of stone hedge, Virren Bracken, when an heated argument turned into a duel. At the news it is said that lord Tully fell to his knees and died of a stroke before the tear that escaped his eye even touched the ground.

Ronnels mother lady Lucinda Piper, frozen with grief, did not know how to react when news reached her shortly after that Lord Brackens war host was making way towards Riverrun, collecting enraged lords and smallfolk along the way, his forces growing with each passing day, and as it became apparent to the household and staff of the keep that the young lords Lady mother could not hope to stand a chance against Virren, who was already being praised as the warrior reborn, they instead slit the womans throat, threw her into the surrounding river and left the castle gates wide open, free for lord Bracken to take.

It was only by chance that lord Bennifer Blackwood, unaware of the events that had taken place as he had spend day and night after returning from war at his lady wife’s sickbed, was asked to meet with the lords of the northern most Riverlands, most of whom had not joined Virrens host jet, his own cousin young lord Lyman Charlton, bright with excitement, asking where they shall best meet to ride for Riverrun together. Bennifer who had been lord Gunthors squire and friend, was horrified at his fellow lords actions and promptly left their meeting place to ride all throughout the night and reach Riverrun in the early hours of dawn, where he would sneak into the castle by the secret water passage lord Gunthor had revealed to him in their shared youth, meeting with the old Maester Bennifer the elder, his own uncle for whom he had been named. History claims the men of house Blackwood must have used dark means to communicate with one another for there was no time for ravens to be send, but Maesters agree that it may have been nothing but luck that in the same night Lady Lucinda left her live, Lord Bennifer came to Riverrun and the Maester woke young Ronnel just before the men of the castle could agree what to do with the boy and send him away with his nephew.

Red Ron would spend one and a half year on the run with first Lord Bennifer, his son Ser Alaric and his trusted friend Ser Craigen Ryyger and after the passing of the two elder men only Alaric, a young man himself who felt the death of his father and mentor would have been in vain should Ronnel not become lord of the Riverlands one day, before Red Ron regained his seat and managed to end the everlasting struggles for power among the petty Riverlords, with the help of the Pup of the North as well as Lord Jonrik Royce the regent of the Vale, and the common maid Nesta, who had become the traveling companion of the brooding Ravenlord and his young charge.

Hope that satisfies ur curiosity for now! (At least until I figure out how to figure out what actually happens during a medieval war??) let me know if u have anymore questions and be prepared for some gay fluff and angst as soon as I find a name for Alarics bf!

#asoiaf oc #hotd #asoiaf #asoiaf fanfic #house blackwood #house tully #a song of ice and fire #got #game of thrones #Alaric abdicated his own lordship to his older sister and spend the rest of his life guiding Ron’s rule btw <3

[westerosiladies]

#game of thrones #asoiaf #catelyn tully #lysa tully #house tully #sisters

[sansaissteel]

Me just thinking of how the stark sister's have similarities with both of the aunts in the family.

Lysa and lyanna

#stark sisters #tully and stark women

[novemberrage]

the tully sisters

#the tully sisters #catelyn tully #lysa tully

[wokedragon]

Lyanna Stark is one of my favourite character from Asoiaf…it’s hard to explain but I love like a small scale Gotham villain loves his fridged wife and children. I understand her more than anyone and I hope to learn more about her in twow but I also want her to be left alone PLEASE 🙏🏾

#Lyanna stark #fourth on the pyramid we have Lisa Tully #idk if my father almost killed me and then I was forced to marry the oldest man ever id probably be a little unhinged too #also The Motherest if Mothers herself as an older sister would’ve made me take my own life probably