Eddara Tallhart, a maid of nine, Lady of Torrhen's Square after the deaths of her father, Helman, and elder brother, Benfred. She's held captive by the ironmen at Torrhen's Square.
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You have no idea how long I’ve waited for someone to STATE THE DAMN OBVIOUS
Jiminy cricket, he flew the coop!
Being a fangirl of the Night’s Watch can be tough sometimes. This particular side of the fandom is somewhat filled with dudebros and “nice guys” and time and again, while googling the Night’s Watch, we can come across shit like “crows before hoes” and I’m like
Donna Noble Appreciation Week: day six
↳the most important woman in the whole of creation
Although young Ned knew he couldn’t taste the pie, lest the fruit rot again, he didn’t care. The mere smell of it made him feel, if only for an hour, exactly like he wanted to feel: safe and warm and loved. Which is why he became The Pie Maker.
arya appreciation week » favorite relationship: arya & jonShe yearned to see her mother, and Robb and Bran and Rickon…but it was Jon Snow she though of most. She wished somehow they could come to the wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her ‘little sister’. She’d tell him, ‘I missed you’, and he’d say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have like that. She would have like that better than anything.
She remembered a summer’s snow in Winterfell when Arya and Bran had ambushed her as she emerged from the keep one morning. They’d each had a dozen snowballs to hand, and she’d had none. Bran had been perched on the roof of the covered bridge, out of reach, but Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she’d slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn’t, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair.