Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had … yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him. — Jon Snow III, A Game of Thrones.
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Behold! The Sansa x Tyrion child OC’s that nobody asked for! I call them collectively The Golden Wolves of Winterfell
From left to right:
Johanna Stark: The eldest of the new wolf pack, Johanna prides herself as the brains of the family. Her wit and cunning are a testament to her parentage, and as the future Lady of Winterfell she has taken her studies to heart. Though a Great Game player, and a brilliant tactician she may be, her range of knowledge is not confined to books, having taken after her father’s vices on more than one front.
Ned Stark: Being the second eldest of the new wolf pack, as well as the dwarf of the family has made Ned a bit of a dreamer, as well as ambitious. He has an affinity for combat, and dreams of becoming a brave knight like his uncle and aunt. His father has his reservations due to their mutual affliction and his own experiences in battle, but his elder sister Johanna has always stood by his side on the matter. He also has a great fondness for his cousin Cat, who has always been his favorite sparring partner.
Robb Stark: The youngest wolf has always found himself favoring his mother’s side of the family, not just in looks, but in the signature stark “slow wit”. The young wolf finds himself ever in awe and in envy of his siblings, striving to outdo them in anything and everything, but always falling short. He has a penchant for secret keeping, and often finds himself tetering between the way he can use them for good and for ill.
“belle, do you think that with a bit of patience, or maybe some compassion, you will have found a way to love me?”
beauty and the beast/la belle et la bête | 2014 | dir. christophe gans
House of the Dragon 1.05 | Game of Thrones 2.06
She stayed outside for a long time. When at last she sought her own bed, wet and chilled, only the dim glow of a peat fire lit the darkened hall. There was no sound from above. The young singer sat in a corner, playing a slow song to himself. One of her aunt’s maids was kissing a knight in Lord Petyr’s chair, their hands busy beneath each other’s clothing. Several men had drunk themselves to sleep, and one was in the privy, being noisily sick. Sansa found Bryen’s old blind dog in her little alcove beneath the steps, and lay down next to him. He woke and licked her face. “You sad old hound,” she said, ruffling his fur.
A Storm of Swords, George R. R. Martin