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I had to make this, it was fate.

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Just wanted to try a new colouring style by drawing my lovelies

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People who canonically call Joffrey “Joff” in ASOIAF:

- immediate friends and family

- Littlefinger for some reason

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Now that I've read The Great Gatsby, I can really see why GRRM likes it, being a bit of a romantic, while knowing the tragedy that it entails. I can see how Petyr Baelish takes some inspiration from Jay Gatsby. Of course, Littlefinger is more of a twisted incel.

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Any song can be about Petyr Baelish if you listen hard enough.

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Just curious. What do you like about Littlefinger?

aidan gillen is hot and petyr is a charming creep, is pretty much the long and short of it lmao. i've never read asoiaf but littlefinger occupied such an interesting position in the show's story that was so absurdly botched by the show's final arc for him

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I am going to fill you up until you are fit to burst.

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A/N: Guys guys guys. I did a thing. Actually I did it like last week but writing has sucked ass lately and I got thrust into a lil project that involved writing a scene from Littlefinger’s POV and you know what I never share my writing online so hey ho, here’s a change. Here’s a snippet from my first ever Petyr POV. I’m kinda like—super proud of it pls be nice 🤭 Words cannot describe how fun it is to write Westerosi politics idk there’s something about it that I just wanna gobble up. Petyr is also a sly fucker and idk what I’m doing or where I’m going with this but I hope someone else enjoys it!! I also love writing Robert’s dialogue bc he gives zero fucks and I aspire to be that loud and unbothered.

Word Count: 576

Pairing(s): None. Littlefinger and his Schemes™ if you squint really hard (for now, kinda).

Tags/Warning(s): none I can think of? Just your standard Westerosi court bullshit. Robert being Robert. Some crude jokes idk. If anyone has suggestions for any warnings lmk cause I’m so desensitised to ASOIAF I don’t think about its varying levels of problematic bullshit.

"It appears his Grace has not yet called for more wine today," Varys said, his voice hushed among the rest of the Small Council behind them on the dais, though even in a whisper, the eunuch's voice betrayed his amusement.

It had been a short-lived sentiment, for no sooner had the master of whispers spoken, their great King raised his goblet at his squire, hardly sparing him a look as he sloshed his cup around and the Lannister boy tried to fill it without spilling Arbour Gold over the King's lap. Robert Baratheon had managed to savour his cup through seven petitions, at least. A great accomplishment for his Grace, and an even greater one had been that he even sat at all. "Perhaps you spoke too soon, Lord Varys. Although I must give credit where it is due, he has lasted longer than last week." Petyr half-smiled as the next man in line approached the King warily and bowed clumsily. Perhaps Ned Stark will be able to temper what Jon Arryn could not.

"F-forg-give m-me y-your Grace—" the man could not even string together a sentence without quivering or stumbling over his words. Their king had not been entirely patient in addressing his matters with the smallfolk, it was little wonder he did not flee before them all as courtiers lining the walls of the Great Keep whispered amongst themselves. "I-I have com-me t-to—"

"Out with it, already!" King Robert's bellow rang across the entire hall, immediately quieting the muttering from the sidelines. The petitioner's quivering only grew wilder as he sunk to his knees in a pathetic attempt at reverence.

"—To beg f-for—"

"For what?"

"M' fields've all been t-trampled by the—the knights c-come for your tourney!"

"My tourney?! It's not my tourney it's the tourney celebrating the appointment of your new Hand of the King!" His Grace tipped his head back and guzzled his entire cup of wine and thrust his hand with the newly empty vessel out at his squire again. The Lannister boy filled it.

"Y-yes, and a-a thousand p-pardons, your G-grace! I only meant—I-I’ve nought left to feed my kin! Th’ harvest might’ve been enough t��� feed us through winter, and now we’ve hardly enough to last us to autumn! The nights are getting shorter now, it won’t be long now ‘till w-winter comes y-your Grace. I b-beg of ya your kindness and generosity—“

“Enough babbling!” King Robert declared, “This is no matter for your King! Where have you come from?”

“F-from Tumbleton, your G-grace!”

“Then why have you come here and not to Lord Footly? Did he drown himself in his chamber pot?” The whole court chuckled and began chattering amongst themselves, muffling the sound of the great doors creaking open to allow for a small group to pass through, though Petyr had caught the movement from the corner of his eye. King Robert had not seemed to notice the intrusion, his bulk convulsing with his own booming laughter. Eventually he stilled and took another drink, “Quiet! The Reach has plenty of its own coin and grain to save your harvest! If the Tyrells and Footlies have trampled your fields, they can bloody well spare their own coppers to pay for the damage!” Across the room, Petyr noticed Mace Tyrell turning the colour of an overripe plum at the mention of his coin, and the troubled farmer too, as he picked himself up off the floor and scurried away.

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Littlefinger Recaps Game of Thrones Season 6 in 5 minutes | Vanity Fair

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I saw the meme and couldn’t resist making this.

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Beneath the Harvest Sky (2013)