#lyanna stark
happy birthday, Shebibi @cilveloy !!! it’s still not midnight here :p
Rhaegar Targaryan and Lyanna Stark aesthetic.
“He loved her.”
so fond of characters who haunt their stories, who exist without actually existing at all. when a character is long gone, but persists in the actions and words of all the characters they have left behind. when everything to come unfolds because of them. when they are both dead and the beating heart at the very center of the narrative… that’s the stuff __
it’s like… all of this happened because of you, and you weren’t even around to see it
Sansa Stark Appreciation Month Day 2: Direwolf
They were all staring at him, but it was Sansa’s look that cut. “She is of the north. She deserves better than a butcher.” He left the room with his eyes burning and his daughter’s wails echoing in his ears, and found the direwolf pup where they chained her. Ned sat beside her for a while. “Lady,” he said, tasting the name. He had never paid much attention to the names the children had picked, but looking at her now, he knew that Sansa had chosen well. She was the smallest of the litter, the prettiest, the most gentle and trusting. […] Shortly, Jory brought him Ice. When it was over, he said, “Choose four men and have them take the body north. Bury her at Winterfell.” “All that way?” Jory said, astonished. “All that way,” Ned affirmed. “The Lannister woman shall never have this skin.”— A Game Of Thrones, Eddard III
Jon Snow✨
true king