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paintb0x · 4 months

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can’t stop thinking about aemond in godswoods…

here’s, lil winter art of the most precious war criminal babygirl 🐉❄️

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sansas-amythest-hairnet · 11 months

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Lady Sansa Stark finding solace in the Godswood in Kings Landing.

Inspired by hwara

#sansa stark #house stark #asoif/got #game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #sad Sansa #theonsa #theonsa truther #Weirwood #godswood #kings landing

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clytemnaestraes · 9 months

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“A godswood without gods, as empty as me.” — Sansa VII, ASOS

“I'm not scared of god, I'm scared he was gone all along.” — Ethel cain

“It wasn't the gods who'd been cruel, it was Joffrey.” — Sansa I, ACOK

“God loves you, but not enough to save you.” — Ethel cain

#sansa stark #asoiaf #book quotes #literature #ethel cain #sansaisms #on god(s)#the faith of the seven #the old gods #godswood #asoiaf lyric parallels

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daenerys-stormborn · 2 years

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scenery gifs: house of the dragon - king’s landing’s godswood

#hotdedit #house of the dragon #scenery #hotd #mine #gif #sgif #godswood

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wpmorse · 9 months

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That was such a sweet dream, Sansa thought drowsily. She had been back in Winterfell, running through the godswood with her Lady. Her father had been there, and her brothers, all of them warm and safe. If only dreaming could make it so . . . Sansa 799

Sansa has a sweet dream about life in Winterfall when everyone was alive and happy.

For anyone who thinks the McDonaldland version of the heart tree is pushing it, I regret nothing.

#asoiaf #a storm of swords #pen and ink #illustration #sansa stark #ned stark #rickon stark #bran stark #robb stark #godswood #winterfell #weirwood #heart tree

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asoiafreadthru · 5 months

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A Game of Thrones, Bran II

He hadn’t been up to the broken tower for weeks with everything that had happened, and this might be his last chance.

He raced across the godswood, taking the long way around to avoid the pool where the heart tree grew.

The heart tree had always frightened him; trees ought not have eyes, Bran thought, or leaves that looked like hands.

#a game of thrones #bran ii #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #bran stark #winterfell #house stark #godswood #heart tree #weirwood #weirwoods

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haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted · 7 months

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Sansa Stark in the Godswood of the Red Keep by RobotDelEspacio

#Game of Thrones #A Song of Ice and Fire #Sansa Stark #Red Keep #Godswood #Fantasy #Art #RobotDelEspacio

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enterprise420patriots · 1 year

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Game of Thrones: Episode: “Winter Is Coming”

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chic-beyond-the-wall-oc-acct · 4 months

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Flower Darling Aesthetic

One OC that i absolutely adore but never post about is Flower Darling, or "Flower Snow" depending on who you ask. She's the bastard daughter of Brandon Stark and an unknown woman she only refers to as "Moma". She looks a lot like her father. Flower of course messes with pre-story canon a bit but I don't mind because i love her. I have a soft spot for the "raised by animals" trope so thats the backstory i gave Flower. Her and her mother lived in the godswood under the noses of the residents of Winterfell for Six years, unfortunately thats when Flower's mother passed during a particularly harsh cold season. Flower remained in the godswood living off of forageables for a few years before teaching herself to hunt (she also stole quite a lot from hunting parties) she has only just recently reconnected with her family after accidentally running into Ned while he was hunting. Her backstory is a bit iffy but she's a guilty pleasure character and i love her, the problem is idk where to go with her story from here, especially when things start getting into the nitty gritty of the actual events of the books/show, so if anyone has any ideas id love to hear them!💙

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agentrouka-blog · 9 months

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He could almost smell the place, earthy and brooding, the smell of centuries, and he remembered how dark the wood had been even by day. I never felt so out of place as I did when I walked there, so much an unwelcome intruder. - Tyrion ACOK/ That was such a sweet dream, Sansa thought drowsily. She had been back in Winterfell, running through the godswood with her Lady. - Sansa ASOS I love the contrast/meaning behind these two passages. It says a lot.

Sansa feels free and safe in her home. I love her connection to Winterfell. These are her roots and they fill her with pride. She can remember the castle in perfect detail, enough to build a model from scratch in the space of a morning. (Which, randomly, interesting contrast to HOTD's Viserys and his sprawling, lifeless Old Valyria model.)

Meanwhile every single vibe at Tyrion: Begone.

This castle doesn't want him.

#rouka queue #sansa stark #anti tyrion lannister #winterfell #godswood

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kaleidoscopewritings19 · 2 years

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“The Death of a Bastard” Series (Part 4 of?)

Title: “Run Away with Me” part 4 of “The Death of a Bastard”.

PART 5 PART 3 PART 2 PART 1

Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader, Robb Stark x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death and blood.

Summary: The reader is the first to find Jon Snow’s lifeless body. She has to flee away from Castle Black and go back to her home, Rivendell. She reminisces, and remembers how she met her “Snow”, and fell in love with him. But she was promised to his half brother, Robb. Mostly based around how they met, and what in between their meeting and his death.

That night you met with Jon in the godswood. Your hood covered your face and you slowly crept through the halls of the Stark’s home. When you made it outside, you stayed within the shadows so no once could see you.

Finally, you made it into the godswood and found yours and Jon’s special spot. It was deep within the godswood, and the only way you were able to tell it was yours, was the wood log covered in moss.

Hidden under leaves, was a blanket you brought out here so on nights like this, you had something extra to keep you warm. Pulling the blanket onto your legs, you waited for Jon patiently.

A crunch of leaves made you stand up, and a dark figure came out from the trees, “Y/N, don’t worry it’s me.” Jon said and you ran up to him.

Wrapping your arms around him, he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’ve a gift for you.” Jon said and he handed you a bow and a quiver full of arrows.

You ran your hand up and down the bow in awe, “I made it myself… I knew you didn’t have one here for yourself. Something to remind you of home and me.” He said as he carefully watched you as you observed the arrows.

“I love it, Jon… Thank you…” You say as you pulled the quiver over your shoulder. You pulled out an arrow; aiming at a tree, you pulled on the bow string and released your grip.

Smiling you turned to Jon and pressed a kiss to his lips, and before you could pull away, he held both sides of your face with his hands. Resting his head against yours, he looked into your eyes, “Let’s run away… Let’s get married and live where no one can find us.” He said and you looked up and smiled.

“I would be honored, but if we ran, my father’s men, and your family would look for us.” You say and you nuzzled your head into his neck. “What made you want that anyway?” You asked and Jon held both of your hands.

“Because Y/N…. I ‘m leaving to go to the Night’s Watch..” those words cut through your heart.

It felt like someone stabbed you in the chest multiple times as they said they loved you. You heart was shattered, it was severed, it was being stepped on. How else were you to describe this pain?

Before you could run, Jon grabbed you wrist, “Please, talk to me.” He said and tears were streaming down your face.

“Was this your plan all along? To get me to fall in love with you, just to trample my heart after?” Jon looked down at his feet, “Jon, did you know everyone has a passion?” You question and he nodded. “I only have one, and that is being in love with you. It is loving you. How long did you know you would go?”

Jon’s dark brown eyes looked back into yours, “Since I was a boy. Bastards do not have a lot of options, if you haven’t noticed, Y/N.” He said quietly, “Before you came was when it was decided. My place is not here, and the Night’s watch is my best bet.” He said and you stared at the sky.

“I swore you were the one I was destined to be with. When you look at me, it’s hard to breathe. You are the love that only comes once, and you were mine….At least, that is what I believed.” You say as you turned and walked away into the shadows. Wiping tears from your eyes, Robb is standing in front of you.

“Robb! You frightened me.” You say and he walked up to you slowly.

“I wanted to see you… But you weren’t in your chambers and this was the only place I knew you would be at. But why are you out here so—-“ Robb stopped talking and Jon emerged from the dark. Robb looked between the two of you, “Jon?”

Jon stopped and he looked at you, “Lady Y/N wanted to come out to the godswood. I escorted her out here so she wouldn’t be alone…” he lied and you walked closer to Robb and picked up his hand in yours.

“I didn’t want to wake you, my lord. He was still awake, and I couldn’t bring myself to wake you.” You say as you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Do you mind taking me to my chambers?”

Robb nodded, “Night, brother.” He said as he whisked you away. Looking over your shoulder, you looked at Jon with sad eyes.

When the both of you entered your chambers, Robb stood there awkwardly. “I’ll let you sleep, my lady. G’night.” He said but before he could leave, you stopped him.

“Do you mind staying here? At least until I fall asleep?” You asked. Robb nodded his head and you climbed into your bed. He hesitantly climbed into bed next you, and you laid your head on his chest.

This is exactly what you would do with Jon every night, he would sneak in, and you two would sleep like that until morning.

But now you were practically laying with a stranger; you felt terrible, but it was too late to make him leave.

This chest was the one you would have to eventually get use to. This was the heart beat you would be listening to for the rest of your life. The hand that was wrapped around your torso would be the hand that laid there forever.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Robb?”

“Do you love Jon?” He asked and you looked up into his blue eyes, “No my lord, there’s nothing need to worry about, Robb… I am to be yours, and you’re to be mine.” You say as you closed your eyes, not wanting to continue to this conversation any longer.

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When you woke up that morning, Robb was no longer in bed next to you. But your handmaiden, Olive, walked in with a brand new dress. From the looks of it, your father had sent it to you.

“Doesn’t father know this dress isn’t weather appropriate here?” You ask Olive and she gave you a small smile. “He said it was because King Robert and his Queen, and their children will be coming to Winterfell.”

You quickly got up out of your bed, “Really? Why?”

Olive shrugged her shoulders as she poured you a hot bath. “From what I heard, he’s just coming to visit Lord Stark.”

She helped you into the wood tub, “Your father wants to make a good impression… after all, King Robert allowed your father to keep to himself, as long as the elven army is at the North’s disposal.” She says as she began wetting your hair.

“It was gift from Robert to Eddard. Your father agreed since it was Eddard. A very honest, and respectable man.” She said as she finished up, and as soon as you were dried off, she placed scented oils on your skin.

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sansas-amythest-hairnet · 11 months

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Princess Sansa Greyjoy on the day of her marriage to future Lord Reaver Theon Greyjoy. She was married in the Godswood of Winterfell and given by her brother King Robb Stark two moons after he won the War of Seven Kings and gained Northern Independence.

#asoiaf #asoif/got #a song of ice and fire #game of thrones #alternate universe #robb stark #theonsa #theonsa truther #sansa stark #sansamonth2023 #house stark #theon x sansa #theon greyjoy #king in the north #godswood #got fanart #asoiaf fanart #asoif fanart

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clytemnaestraes · 9 months

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Gods watching over Sansa and Arya

“There was something wild about a godswood; even here, in the heart of the castle at the heart of the city, you could feel the old gods watching with a thousand unseen eyes.” — Sansa II, ACOK

“The left-hand door was made of weirwood pale as bone, the right of gleaming ebony [...] The look of it reminded her somehow of the heart tree in the godswood at Winterfell. The doors are watching me, she thought.” — Arya I, AFFC

🎨 donato giancola, fantasy flight games

🎨 jonathan burton, folio society's edition of ACOK

#sansa stark #arya stark #house stark #the old gods #on god(s)#asoiaf character parallels #sansaisms #book quotes #asoiaf #godswood #aryaisms

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jedimaesteryoda · 8 months

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Aegon's Garden had a pleasant piney smell to it, and tall dark trees rose on every side. There were wild roses as well, and towering thorny hedges, and a boggy spot where cranberries grew. -ASOS, Davos II The night the bird had come from Winterfell, Eddard Stark had taken the girls to the castle godswood, an acre of elm and alder and black cottonwood overlooking the river. The heart tree there was a great oak, its ancient limbs overgrown with smokeberry vines; they knelt before it to offer their thanksgiving, as if it had been a weirwood. Sansa drifted to sleep as the moon rose, Arya several hours later, curling up in the grass under Ned's cloak. All through the dark hours he kept his vigil alone. When dawn broke over the city, the dark red blooms of dragon's breath surrounded the girls where they lay. -AGOT, Eddard V

Nothing emphasizes how much the Targaryens are still relatively recent arrivals than by observing their godswoods in their castles.

Dragonstone has no godswood, and instead has Aegon's Garden, having been built as a Valyrian outpost. The royal castle of the Red Keep has a godswood, but doesn't have a weirwood but instead on oak. Weirwoods are trees native to Westeros, and are essential to the Old Gods worshipped by the children of the forest, the original inhabitants of Westeros, followed by the First Men, the first human inhabitants of the continent. Even with the Andal invasion with the majority of the realm turning towards the Seven, godswoods were still a necessity for every castle, complete with a weirwood except for the Eyrie due to its stony soil.

The lack of a weirwood in either of their royal castles shows how they are in some ways still essentially foreigners with their "blood of the dragon" philosophy keeping them apart from the rest of Westeros, not having set deep roots into the land.

I think by the end, in contrast to "dragons plant no trees" we will see a Targaryen plant a weirwood in the godswood of their new capital after the old one is burned in wildfire.

#asoiaf #house targaryen #a storm of swords #a game of thrones #weirwood tree #godswood #dragonstone

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wpmorse · 2 months

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#asoiaf #watercolor #portrait #bran stark #summer #direwolf #godswood #weirwood tree #heart tree

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asoiafreadthru · 2 months

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A Game of Thrones, Bran III

He saw Winterfell as the eagles see it, the tall towers looking squat and stubby from above, the castle walls just lines in the dirt.

He saw Maester Luwin on his balcony, studying the sky through a polished bronze tube and frowning as he made notes in a book.

He saw his brother Robb, taller and stronger than he remembered him, practicing swordplay in the yard with real steel in his hand.

He saw Hodor, the simple giant from the stables, carrying an anvil to Mikken’s forge, hefting it onto his shoulder as easily as another man might heft a bale of hay.

At the heart of the godswood, the great white weirwood brooded over its reflection in the black pool, its leaves rustling in a chill wind.

When it felt Bran watching, it lifted its eyes from the still waters and stared back at him knowingly.

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