favourite asoiaf characters; Arya Stark

“Who are you?” he would ask her every day.

“No one,” she would answer, she who had been Arya of House Stark, Arya Underfoot, Arya Horseface. She had been Arry and Weasel too, and Squab and Salty, Nan the cupbearer, a grey mouse, a sheep, the ghost of Harrenhal but not for true, not in her heart of hearts. In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who had once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone … but that was not the answer that he wanted.”

(via branthebeastling)

Millennium: ashagreyioy: remember that one chapter in a feast for crows where asha... →

ashagreyioy:

remember that one chapter in a feast for crows where asha just starts throwing shade left and right like

“I am unwed,” announced Left Hand Lucas Codd.

“And for good reason,” Asha said. “All women do despise the Codds as well. Don’t look at me so mournful, Lucas. You still have your famous hand.” She made a pumping motion with her fist.

whoa girl

“Was that courteous, Asha? You have wounded Lucas to the quick.”

“Easier than wounding him in the prick. I throw an axe as well as any man, but when the target is so small…”

sheeit boy best step back

“This girl forgets herself,” snarled Pinchface Jon Myre. “Balon let her believe she was a man.”

“Your father made the same mistake with you,” said Asha.

damn son didn’t know you were at smackdown university with professor greyjoy did you

“Give her to me, Euron,” suggested the Red Oarsman. “I’ll spank her till her arse is red as my hair.”

“Come try,” said Asha, “and hereafter we can call you the Red Eunuch.” A throwing axe was in her hand. She tossed it in the air and caught it deftly. “Here is my husband, Nuncle. Any man who wants me should take it up with him.”

class dismissed

stormdicks:

does anyone else imagine Rhaegar always punctuating everything he says with sound effects from his harp

“this wine is excellent” *enthusiastic glissando*

“I am disappointed in you” *two sad notes in a minor key*

“dad please don’t burn the country down” *series of soft yet angry plucked chords*

(via professional-widow)

Septry at The Quiet Isle, Bay of Crabs

(Source: thehoundking)

pope sandor had me dangerously close to swallowing my hard candy whole

I have a photoshop file named “Sandor Clegane Warrior Pope” filled with doodled drawings of his possible adventures as High Septon

like

just imagine him wearing the Seven-Pointed Crystal Rainbow Crown

I was walking home today and thinking about the list of Sandor essays I still need to write in order to feel complete as a human being, and for Sandor Studies 101 to be done. (Imagine that for each subject, I feel like I have something to add that hasn’t been talked about before. Some of them are really short, others long.)

Here are the titles: 

• GRRM Is An Emotionally Manipulative Piece Of Crap
• Sandor’s 208 Brothers
• The Hound’s Helmet
• The Hound as a Persona
• Pope Sandor (okay this is less an essay and more me laughing long and loud every time I think about the very real (but very slim) endgame possibility of Sandor ending up the High Septon)
• You Remember Where The Heart Is?
• A dog named “Dog”
• Robert Strong and Cersei
• Dont Forget Religion
• The Inn at the Crossroads
• Septon Meribald and The Path of the Faith
• End Duet/Transformations (yes one last BatB essay WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME)

hmmm I need to make a master post or something for this class

captainelizabeth:

mybigfatredwedding:

but how can you bash sansa for liking stories about knights and adventure when you’re the one reading asoiaf

#ur literally reading a 7000 page fantasy series?? #i do not understand 

(via marchionessofblackadder)

Sansa knew most of the hymns, and followed along on those she did not know as best she could. She sang along with grizzled old serving men and anxious young wives, with serving girls and soldiers, cooks and falconers, knights and knaves, squires and spit boys and nursing mothers. She sang with those inside the castle walls and those without, sang with all the city. She sang for mercy, for the living and the dead alike, for Bran and Rickon and Robb, for her sister Arya and her bastard brother Jon Snow, away off on the Wall. She sang for her mother and her father, for her grandfather Lord Hoster and her uncle Edmure Tully, for her friend Jeyne Poole, for old drunken King Robert, for Septa Mordane and Ser Dontos and Jory Cassel and Maester Luwin, for all the brave knights and soldiers who would die today, and for the children and the wives who would mourn them, and finally, toward the end, she even sang for Tyrion the Imp and for the Hound. He is no true knight but he saved me all the same, she told the Mother. Save him if you can, and gentle the rage inside him.

(Source: angelic37, via nerdacious)

nobodysuspectsthebutterfly:

amplifyme:

sweet-lady-justice:

crownthehound:

basically what convinced me that sandor is the gravedigger on the quiet isle is the fact that when brienne describes sansa (and let’s be honest it’s a super general description) the elder brother instantly knew who she was talking about and he even says her name real quiet and surprised

like how else would he have known sansa stark from that bare bones description if he hadn’t been talking to sandor clegane, the guy who mentions her every five fucking minutes

Same.

The other thing that cinched the deal for me was EB mentioning in his soliloquy about Sandor that even his driving force (vengence against his brother) was taken away from him in the end. It doesn’t fit the timeline at all. When Sandor & Arya meet up with Polliver and the Tickler at the inn, one of the men mentions that Gregor is on his way to KL (for the fight with Oberyn). But Arya leaves Sandor on the banks of the Trident the very next day and the EB finds him shortly after. How could Sandor have died and been buried there within a day or two of being injured and still know about Gregor’s death? It would’ve taken Gregor time to travel from the riverlands to KL and then a few weeks more to die from the poison on Oberyn’s spear and then even more time for word to reach the Quiet Isle. Sandor Clegane is alive and well.

Mmm. The global timeline someone did on Westeros.org says Oberyn & Gregor’s duel was several weeks before Arya and Sandor met Gregor’s men at the Inn, but that has always made little to no sense to me and I figure he did his math wrong somewhere. Especially if you consider that Gregor’s men at Harrenhal should have been informed of his fate in the trial much earlier than a small island refuge for penitents.

Though, actually I should compare AFFC Cersei IV (where she tells the Small Council Gregor is dead). Hmm, that timeline has it at 3/8/300… and Sandor dying is at 2/9/300… so that settles that, then. There’s no way the Elder Brother finding a dying Sandor could have told him that Gregor was dead. Poisoned, perhaps, and dying, but not dead. (Note per that timeline Brienne arrives at the QI a month after Cersei makes her announcement, so that at least makes sense.)

But yes, the EB recognizing Sansa immediately from a very brief description is the biggest giveaway, really.

All of the things in the chapter where Brienne goes to the Quiet Isle, from the description of how to cross the water to the island to every single thing Septon Meribald’s dog does since the dog is introduced (I promise that dog has very little purpose in this story except to be a call back to Sandor) to Stranger to the Elder Brother’s back story to the Elder Brother in general to actually showing a big huge limping guy with his face suspiciously covered, are like white-hot exclamation marks that he’s still alive.

bigcreepymansion:

mephisti:

I don’t apologize for this horrible thing I did.

I keep losing my shit at “litelfindles” and “dogie”

nobodysuspectsthebutterfly:

beenamistry:

I can’t art so I made u this as a thank you.

IT’S BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU BEE

(source: “House Sansa’s sigil could also be a flying wolf with a lemoncake in its mouth on a field of who cares its a flying wolf with a lemoncake in its mouth”)

(Source: itsonlysummerinthesongs, via quintoprocuratore)

I still believe in summer days. →

Oh I uploaded my personal SanSan endgame mix that I’ve had on my ipod for the past year or two. The one I listen to and cry.

It’s less about romance than about the simple hope for happiness and autonomy after the end of winter. But that’s what the ship is to me.

ofhouseadama:

hotbloodedyouth:

ofhouseadama:

whenever i see someone refer to sandor clegane as the hound i literally have this visceral reaction that generally involves me growling at the computer screen and internally screaming THE HOUND IS DEAD

i just cringe at the idea of referring to him as the hound since it is really a dehumanizing name and yeah c’mon the hound is dead refer to him by his real name sandor clegane!

and if you take the hound = a deconstruction of the beast trope (which i think is a good argument to be made, and has been made by much smarter people than me) then referring to him as the hound and glorifying it is kind of just really missing the point of his character and his characterization? and his place in westerosi society and the role in general of men like sandor in westerosi society and how it contributes to the hypocrisy of chivalry and knighthood

but nooooo

badass warrior of course

tbh i eagerly await/hope that we’ll see him post-qi and he’ll be gentler and healthier and all the fanboys will be sad and outraged

It’s the equivalent of unironically calling Arya a “little badass assassin”

Sandor’s reaction to Sansa’s fanon memory version of Sandor

She died never knowing that Ser Barristan had loved her. How could she? He was a knight of the Kingsguard, sworn to celibacy. No good could have come from telling her his feelings. No good came from silence either. If I had unhorsed Rhaegar and crowned Ashara queen of love and beauty, might she have looked to me instead of Stark? He would never know. But of all his failures, none haunted Barristan Selmy so much as that.

(Source: asharas, via girlsarewolves)