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[joriboltonpainting]

“Forest Trap” for Shadowrun: Null Value! Out now from Catalyst Game Labs.

My second illustration for the book. Again, wish I knew the full story here, but they just tell me the scene they want painted. I don’t get the backstory.

Had a lot of fun painting those ghost arms.

AD: Ian King

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[joribolton]

"Scent Astrology: Which Fragrance Matches Your Zodiac Sign?" for the Mr Porter Journal.

An illustration for Mr Porter. The title kind of says it all in terms of what it's about.

You can read the piece here.

AD: Catriona McCormick

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[simonxriley]

i think i’m gonna go with keeping Jory alive as their main story bc there’s so much i can do with it. like Jory witnessing Theon beheading his uncle and the Greyjoy’s taking over Winterfell, finding out about the red wedding, the Bolton’s taking over Winterfell, Sansa marriage to Ramsay. and him just trying to protect his wife and son. 

[gendrie]

i will never understand how arya is just brushed aside where the north's future is concerned. she is not even considered wrt northern leadership, but arya has interactions with numerous northern houses + riverlands houses (a part of robb's kingdom) and other characters associated with the north. which is, contrary to popular belief, actually very significant.

house manderly: imprisoned in harrenhal alongside wylis

house cerwyn: imprisoned in harrenhal alongside lord medger

house glover: imprisoned in harrenhal alongside robett glover. arya/weasel is introduced to him after she instigated weasel soup to help free him. glover is now plotting with wyman manderly to retrieve rickon.

house karstark: imprisoned in harrenhal alongside some soldiers and arya showed karstark men mercy at the stoney sept before they were killed for their crimes

house frey: formerly betrothed to elmar, worked alongside him and other assorted freys in harrenhal

house bolton: arya served as a cupbearer to roose. "arya stark" is married to ramsay and is the current lady of winterfell

house smallwood: arya was treated kindly by lady smallwood and noted their sigil at trw bc of that kindness

house tully: arya sees firsthand the mixed reception that her grandfather has amongst the people of the riverlands

the red wedding in general: this was an attack on ALL of the north and motivates many lords to seek vengeance against its perpetrators. arya is one of the few northerners to survive the red wedding.

the brotherhood without banners: a group started by (none other than) ned stark to seek justice in the riverlands against the mountain. the bwb still has a few of winterfell's men within it's ranks most notably harwin

house wull, house flint of the mountains, house liddle, house norrey and house mormont: all join stannis to save "the ned's girl" aly mormont is "lady arya's" female companion at present

the night's watch: yoren saved arya in king's landing and tried to deliver her home. arya traveled with his recruits until they were attacked. after he was killed arya insisted that she and gendry dig a grave for him. arya defended samwell when he was nearly jumped and offered him food. arya executed dareon for desertion.

wildlings: a ship full of refugees from hardhome washed up in braavos. the wildling women and children had been enslaved until the sealord seized the boat. arya informs the faceless men that the lyseni sailors plan to go back to hardhome for more slaves which is likely why the iron bank end up supplying ships to help jon

"winterfell's people": arya underfoot maintained a close relationship with the smallfolk of winterfell like hodor, old nan, jory, maester luwin (ect) and continues to cherish their memory throughout her journey

this is just an overview. arya is constantly interacting with northerners throughout her story. the bulk of her time is spent in the riverlands, but that is where the war for the north was fought. even when she left to go to braavos she is still involved in the events of the north whether its via northern characters arriving in braavos (which will keep playing out in twow) or via her name being used.

honestly? its absurd to assume sansa will have "governance" of the north when she's yet to interact with a single northern character who wasnt a blood relative or her friend. arya has fought alongside the northerners, been imprisoned with the northerners, sacrificed for the northerners, given food and mercy and justice to northerners. more so than the vast majority of characters in this series. it makes absolutely no sense for her to be disregarded like this because arya is, clearly, the frontrunner for northern leadership.

[amber-laughs]

Theon’s view of Jon is so interesting to me because it rests solely on Theon’s view of himself. It’s ever changing but not really one that evolves past childhood grievances:

First Theon lands on Pyke, starts being talked down to and belittled by being called a Stark, something he’s forced to acknlowledge isn’t true. Reflecting on his hurt feelings and isolation he considers Jon to be placed above him in status and dignity.

“The whole castle, from Lady Stark to the lowliest kitchen scullion, knew he was hostage to his father's good behavior, and treated him accordingly. Even the bastard Jon Snow had been accorded more honor than he had.”

Seeming to seep more into resentment and anger than pity, Theon reverses it only a few sentences later and claims Jon was the one jealous of him. But only after he realizes men on the Iron Islands still hate the Starks from past wars and consider themselves better than them. Theon came home to treat on King Robb’s behalf and has little to note of the other children so Jon seems to take the place as the “Stark” he can beat down before moving on to his contempt for the Mallisters.

“Only Robb and his baseborn half brother Jon Snow had been old enough to be worth his notice. The bastard was a sullen boy, quick to sense a slight, jealous of Theon's high birth and Robb's regard for him.”

When Maester Luwin implores him to surrender and seek refuge at the Wall one of Theon’s deciding factors to go is that if it’s good enough for Jon Snow than it’s good enough for him too. A boy who, last Theon spoke of him, was sullen, jealous and petty but now that Theon’s self-esteem and arrogance has worn off Jon is someone he once again views in a higher regard than himself.

“A brother of the Night's Watch. It meant no crown, no sons, no wife . . . but it meant life, and life with honor. Ned Stark's own brother had chosen the Watch, and Jon Snow as well.”

Of course this only lasts until Theon thinks more men have come to fight for him. Putting himself back in the victorious Prince of Winterfell’s shoes the Night’s Watch is a laughable idea he would never seriously consider.

“This was victory, sweet victory, the deliverance he had prayed for. He glanced at Maester Luwin. To think how close I came to yielding, and taking the black…”

In ADWD when Theon isn’t Theon at all but Reek he looks back on Jon more than once with no thought of status or past animosities but something of a brother he played with, the way he did Robb in ACoK.

“Later, older, he had soaked his bruises in the hot springs after many a session in the yard with Robb and Jory and Jon Snow.”

“I learned to fight in this yard, he thought, remembering warm summer days spent sparring with Robb and Jon Snow under the watchful eyes of old Ser Rodrik”

That is until word of Stannis reaching Winterfell comes and Theon can see himself breaking free of his Reek torture. Becoming Theon Greyjoy will once again make Jon an enemy, just a bastard to look back on with contempt and mistrust.

“Theon shivered. Baratheon or Bolton, it made no matter to him. Stannis had made common cause with Jon Snow at the Wall, and Jon would take his head off in a heartbeat. Plucked from the clutches of one bastard to die at the hands of another, what a jape.”

[atopvisenyashill]

thoughts on the grand northern conspiracy theory?

it makes some points but i think most of it is deeply silly and relies on far too many leaps in logic and characters acting in a way they would never act all to push a “jon will be king” theory, which as i’m sure everyone knows, i am a big hater of.

The basis of the theory is that the Northern lords are purposefully playing Stannis & the Bolton/Freys against each other so they can take each other out, and free the North up for a Stark King & Northern Independence. That, on its face, I fully believe. It’s the details in the theory that I don’t fully buy into.

It’s basically canon that the Northern lords & ladies are really taking advantage of the chaotic politics & lack of a real centralized leader at the moment to make their own political moves. Some examples here include:

Arnolf & Cregan Karstark are explicitly doing this, something Alys comments on and something several other lords point out: "My uncle declared for Stannis, in hopes it might provoke the Lannisters to take poor Harry's head. Should my brother die, Karhold should pass to me, but my uncles want my birthright for their own." They don't really care about Stannis, they want Harry dead so they can have Karhold.

Alysane Mormont is potentially working off orders from her mother, when she says here, "Five, we were. All girls. Lyanna is back on Bear Island. Lyra and Jory are with our mother. Dacey was murdered." Even though as far as we know before that, all of Maege's girls were at Bear Island (except Dacey, who was with Maege in Robb's campaign).

There's the Umbers refusing to fight each other while picking two different sides, and this theory here that it was likely a plan between Mors and Hother to keep the Greatjon alive.

The Manderly Of It All re: very obviously using his granddaughter's anger as a cover for his own brutal plans for revenge and a Stark restoration.

The North is all clearly playing the game & attempting to oust the Boltons & Freys from power. I also don’t think the grumbling for Northern Independence would have died down since Robb died - if anything, after their King is brutally, viciously murdered, his mother’s corpse made a mockery of, his little Queen now a prisoner, and his sisters married off to enemies & humiliated, I imagine the calls for Northern Independence have gotten louder. This is a people that has suffered not just death and violence, but a lot of humiliation on top of that, and all of that is the perfect recipe for some sort of nationalist call for independence.

But the theory has. Some points that I just cannot co-sign because they make absolutely zero sense to me.

The idea that the only thing stopping Jon from being king is Jeyne being pregnant or the witnesses of Robb’s will being dead is just silly. He isn’t Ned Stark’s son, he is Lyanna’s! That puts Robb’s entire will in question, and you can bet your ass that there will be some grumbling or discussion about whether Winterfell should bypass Ned‘a line despite him having TWO true born sons and TWO true born daughters still alive, or whether it goes to Lyanna and therefore to Jon. The succession question is just NOT as simple as the meta makes it out to be because it completely ignores that Jon is, I cannot stress this enough, NOT actually Ned Stark’s son.

The meta is right that it’s likely Maege & Gallbart got a message to Howland because Theon notes that there’s been attacks by craggoman. But. Howland is one of - possible thee only - person left alive that knows Jon is Lyanna’s son. There is just no way he doesn’t have a strong opinion on whether Jon should inherit winterfell without knowing the truth.

Irrelevant but it’s really mean to Jeyne Westerling. Whatever role she may have - even if it’s to die in the prologue of TWOW - her life and her death are important regardless of whether she’s pregnant! She is the widow of a King, and if she dies by LSH’s hand, it’s going to be a huge point in showing us the violence in the Riverlands. Maybe the continued breakdown in the Riverlands, Lady Stoneheart’s anger, and Jeyne’s defiance of her family is not relevant to the King Jon pushers, but it IS thematically relevant to the plot thank you very fucking much. THE GIRL IS JUST AS IMPORTANT AS THE BOY.

More relevant to this point is there’s just no way in fuck that Lady Stoneheart is trying to crown Jon. “oh she has bigger problems” she is going to crown one of her children if she crowns anyone, likely Arya, not her husband’s bastard who she fucking hated & asked to be banished to a glorified penal colony. Look at Brynden’s comments about Jon:

The Blackfish narrowed his eyes. "Did your father arrange for that as well? Catelyn never trusted the boy, as I recall, no more than she ever trusted Theon Greyjoy. It would seem she was right about them both.

Cat hates that kid so much she wrote letters to her uncle talking shit about him but we are supposed to believe this is proof she wants to crown him? When she's so far gone she's willing to kill Podrick and Brienne off a perceived slight against her? When she's heard several rumors that her daughters may still be alive and well? No. Don't buy it even a little.

Also, Brynden is flying Robb’s banner bc Robb was his family, because he loved Catelyn, and because what else is he supposed to do when he’s in the middle of a siege?? This point is silly and nonsensical.

Harwin as the Hooded Man - i mean. there’s nothing for or against this really, but also the Theon Durden theory aka Theon is the hooded man and doesn’t realize bc he’s having a psychotic episode, is much more believable to me & much more in line with everything that’s happening in theon’s chapter.

So like. Yes, the basic premise of “the northern lords are desperately looking for a stark, any stark, to make king/queen in the north, bc they are tired of All This Bullshit” is something i completely agree with. I do think it’s likely Maege has been in contact with her daughters, & that she and Gallbart made contact with Howland, who is about to enter the scene in a big way. But all that ish about LSH, the BWB, and Blackfish? Absolutely not. LSH is about Arya’s story (and Brienne & Jaime’s), not Jon. Stoneheart doesn’t care about the politics in Westeros; she cares that she followed all the rules and it got her family killed, so now she will break every rule there is to get revenge for her slaughtered children. she is Alyssa Arryn except she has the power to cause a lot of suffering before her tears drown her. she is not wasting her second life crowning jon snow!

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Shadowrun: Decker for Catalyst Game Labs

By Jori Bolton

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[asoiafreadthru]

EDDARD STARK, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North,

His wife, LADY CATELYN, of House Tully,

Their children:

ROBB, the heir to Winterfell, fourteen years of age,

SANSA, the eldest daughter, eleven,

ARYA, the younger daughter, a girl of nine,

BRANDON, called Bran, seven,

RICKON, a boy of three,

His bastard son, JON SNOW, a boy of fourteen,

His ward, THEON GREYJOY, heir to the Iron Islands,

His siblings:

[BRANDON], his elder brother, murdered by the command of Aerys II Targaryen,

[LYANNA], his younger sister, died in the mountains of Dorne,

BENJEN, his younger brother, a man of the Night’s Watch,

His household:

MAESTER LUWIN, counselor, healer, and tutor,

VAYON POOLE, steward of Winterfell,

JEYNE, his daughter, Sansa’s closest friend,

JORY CASSEL, captain of the guard,

HALLIS MOLLEN, DESMOND, JACKS, PORTHER, QUENT, ALYN, TOMARD, VARLY, HEWARD, CAYN, WYL, guardsmen,

SER RODRIK CASSEL, master-at-arms, Jory’s uncle,

BETH, his young daughter,

SEPTA MORDANE, tutor to Lord Eddard’s daughters,

SEPTON CHAYLE, keeper of the castle sept and library,

HULLEN, master of horse,

His son, HARWIN, a guardsman,

JOSETH, a stableman and horse trainer,

FARLEN, kennelmaster,

OLD NAN, storyteller, once a wet nurse,

HODOR, her great-grandson, a simpleminded stableboy,

GAGE, the cook,

MIKKEN, smith and armorer,

His principal lords bannermen:

SER HELMAN TALLHART,

RICKARD KARSTARK, Lord of Karhold,

ROOSE BOLTON, Lord of the Dreadfort,

JON UMBER, called the Greatjon,

GALBART and ROBETT GLOVER,

WYMAN MANDERLY, Lord of White Harbor,

MAEGE MORMONT, the Lady of Bear Island.

[writingsofwesteros]

will you write something about Roose Bolton's (chubby and rough) daughter going to Winterfell and arriving around the beginning when Robert did or something to attend a feast in her father's name or secure a marriage from Robb or Theon. she arrives and ends up being shared by half the Stark family (Robb, Jon, Ned?, Theon, Jory?, Benjen? and maybe King Robert)

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

NSFW

What her father did not know, would not hurt him, she thought to herself.

ROBB

“I thought you would last longer.” The taunts falling from her soft, sweet lips had the wolf beneath her blushing madly. Those dark locks of hers cascaded down her body that was completely bare for his viewing. She had much practice with her half brother at home and knew the pleasures of a man. Well, at least for a wolf pup.

Robb was moaning without care, much to her delight as soft giggles escaped her. The sound of bodies slapping against each other echoed around the room. The fire crackled in the background as she leaned closer; their noses brushing together as Robb’s bright eyes locked on. A smirk tugged on her soft, plump lips for a moment.

She had him just where she wanted him. Oh, and how easy it had all been. Those thoughts circled her mind as she lovingly captured his soft lips. A stark contrast to her quick riding movements and he could only lie there and take it. His hand reached for the sheets around him as he arched from the bed as she milked him for all he was worth.

She began to rock her hips; her delicate hands resting on his bare, muscular chest as her head fell back. Moans of his name easily falling from her lips. Those soft, heavy breasts of hers bouncing still just as she did. His fat, mushroom head pushed against her soft, spongy spot again and again as she shivered even more.

Robb’s hands moved onto her soft skin now; grabbing at her hips. He moaned as she quickened her movements; spelling out his name as her own climax built up. “I—oh gods…” Robb’s whispers of pleasure fell from him. Her smirk only widened as a soft hum escaped her. Her own delicate hand moved up his chest.

Her lips were soon lovingly capturing his own; tongue brushing his bottom lip as her own climax ripped through her. Those soft, ample breasts of hers bounced as Robb leaned in. His hot mouth took a pink nipple in. Her eyes rolled as she squirted around his fat cock and still continued her bouncing even as Robb began to wiggle. 

JON

The seduction of the bastard of the North had been easier than she thought it would be. The thought alone had her smirking even more. His larger hands were palming her arse; spreading her cheeks apart as his thrusts continued. Her soft, bare body out for all to see but thankfully the dark evening gave them cover as the royal party enjoyed their feast.

The sound of bodies slapping together echoed around. “Hmm, is this your first time?” She couldn’t help but purr out. His hold on her only tightened as he leaned closer. She took that as a yes with a widening smirk. Her own legs were beginning to shake now as her stomach began to tighten. Her hand reaches for the wood to hold herself steady.

His larger hands snaked around her body before roughly palming at her breasts; his grunts of pleasure echoing in her ear. The obscene, wet squelching only echoed around them even more as sweet moans escaped her. His sweet, soft lips were soon on her neck as she hummed; shivers ran down her spine as she leaned back.

Goosebumps brushed over her soft skin at the cold, evening air coming over them both. His thicker fingers brushed over her sweet, pink erect nipples and teasingly pinched them. A sweet giggle escaped her; oh he was more than what his brother gave. His larger hand slowly moved down her body now as she bucked. 

Her own delicate hands reached for him and guided him further down. His fingers soon brushed over her soaked pussy that clamped down on his already twitching thick cock. Her own large, ample breasts began to sway with the movement. His thrusts only quickened as he pushed deeper and took her breath away for a moment. 

She could feel Jon shaking against her as his grip only tightened; she knew there would be bruises in the morning. His free hand was slowly moving into her locks now and tugged. A sharp gasp escaped her at the act. His lips were soon on hers before she knew it and she found herself melting against him; her climax easily building.

The sound of a door opening had her attention for a moment as her head slowly turned to the side. Jon’s sloppy thrusts began to slow down, much to her annoyance. Her hand reached out blindly and pulled him closer whilst backing up. Jon groaned; his larger hand finding her arse once more as he began to palm her whilst they both watched the man in the shadows.

The thought of being watched or discovered sent her over the edge. Her creamy, soaked pussy clamped down on his twitching cock; his own release so close now. A smirk tugged on her lips as she moaned out without care. Jon’s hand was soon placed over her plump lips as his thrusts quickened. Her own legs are shaking now.

It seemed Jon was superior to his brother of nearly lasting longer than her as his cum was soon flooding her sweet, soaked pussy. Her hand reached for the log to hold onto once more as she nearly collapsed; her eyes rolling in pleasure as his thicker fingers slowly pushed into her mouth. Oh, she had plans for him, she thought to herself.

NED

It seemed the old wolf had many secrets, she thought to herself as she fought against the intense pleasure coming her way. A sloppy suck of his thick, fat cock had the Warden of the North nearly on his knees as she was. It seemed his sons were gifted from him as she gagged so prettily. “Such a little whore.” Ned taunted.

His larger hands had moved into her locks, pushing her towards his stomach as those big eyes of hers looked up at him. Her drool began to move down his fat length as his hips began to rock. The moans escaping her only vibrated against Ned; causing him to moan some more. The dark evening gave them cover - for now.

The guilt swimming inside Ned was easily overtaken by the hot mouth on him; the soft tongue moving over his fat, leaking head. It was enough to drive him mad. Gods, what was he doing, Ned thought to himself as he rested back on the religious tree. The sweet, obscene sounds of her gagging echoed in his ears.

His own stomach began to tighten now as he looked down. Those dark locks of hers freely cascading down her back in the wind. For a moment; Ned began to punish her for her family’s sins. His thrusts becoming harder now as he practically fucked her face. Her delicate hands reached for his thighs and only pushed herself closer.

The hunger for him only rose inside her as she began to subtly rub her thighs together as her stomach tightened. Those heavy, soft breasts of hers were bouncing as she began to bob her head as his thrusts continued. “I should have known you were trouble.” Ned whispered mostly to himself as his eyes fluttered shut.

She only hummed and if she could; a smile would be tugging on her soft, plump lips as she brushed against his stomach once more. “Fuck, that’s it…so good..” Ned grunted out as his hips stuttered and his thrusts soon became sloppy. His hand only stayed on the back of her head as his climax easily ripped through him.

Still, she continued to bob her head; teasing the old wolf some more as she moaned happily around him. Ned groaned as he only became more sensitive. Not so gently did the wolf tug on her locks and bring her hot mouth from his throbbing cock. Those plump lips of hers were parted as she hummed; taking in all he gave her.

His hand softly tapped on her hand as she hummed; her soft, hot tongue moving up and down his length as she gracefully moved to stand. His larger hands eagerly gripped her hips and brought her against his chest. His lips were soon capturing her own as their tongues danced. His hands reaching for her arse to palm.

THEON

She had to admit; it seemed he had experience keeping his tongue busy, she thought to herself breathlessly. Her delicate hands reached for the headboard as she moaned out without any care. Thankfully, his annoying moans and words he had been whispering were now muffled as she rocked against his mouth.

His hands grabbed at her thighs; fingers digging in as the slight pain mixed with the pleasure so prettily. Oh, he was learning. Slowly, she began to rock herself. Her own stomach was tightening as her eyes rolled back. “Hmm, such a good boy.” She began to purr. Those eyes of hers now looking down to Theon’s blissed out face.

The wet, obscene sounds of his sucking echoed around the chambers some more as the candles flickered around them. Theon only hummed; the vibration caused her to shake if only for a second as he began to kitten lick her clit. Her own fingers moved into his locks now as her buckling of her hips continued.   

It seemed the praise falling from her lips only had Theon harder as he groaned. His hold on her only tightening. Those sweet, heavy breasts of hers bounced as she reached for one; palming at them as she teased her pebbled, pink nipples. “Hmm..yes…oh…” Her legs were beginning to shake now as the intense pleasure only rose.

The palming of her breasts only became rougher as she fought to push herself over the edge; using Theon as a mere toy. An act he was seemingly enjoying more than he would admit. Her soft rocking increased in speed as her free hand returned to the headboard. She used the leverage to take her own pleasure.

Theon began to suck on her clit more forcibly as she began to shake. His hand palmed her arse and spread her cheeks as he hummed. His tongue pushed inside her creamy, soaked pussy as she gasped out. “That’s it…yes…” Her body moved against his face as she fucked herself with his tongue. Her toes curled in pleasure.

Theon only feasted some more as her climax ripped through her. Sweet, pretty noises of pleasure fell from her soft lips as her head fell back. Her legs shook some more as she rested on the headboard. Still, his tongue strongly kitten licked her clit some more before obscenely sucking. Theon repeated the motion again and again.

“Will you keep watch then?” She whispered out; softly panting for a moment as she tried to catch her breath. The reason she had orchestrated this whole scenario; not that Theon needed to know such a thing as she gracefully moved down his body. Her hand reached for his twitching, thick cock as she hummed.

“Yes..yes, anything…” Theon grunted; twitching in her hold once more as her thumb brushed over his leaking head. “Good boy…” Those eyes of his locked onto her; darkening in desire as he watched the Bolton girl lean in. Her hot tongue slowly licked up and down his length as his hands reached to clutch at the sheets.

“Anything…” He began to babble to himself. 

ROBERT

It seemed the biggest challenge she thought would be placed in front of her was just as easy as the rest of them. Well, he was the biggest. Her delicate hand rested on his bare chest as she slowly sank down. “Hmm, good girl….taking me so well..” The King beneath her purred as her face so prettily screwed up in pleasure.

Gods, he was so big. The stretch was delicious for her as the soft whispers of his name began to fall. His larger hands grabbed onto her. His hips are already beginning to rock; hardly giving her any time to settle. His fat, mushroom head pushed easily against her soft, spongy spot. Her wetness dripped down his thick length with ease.

His free hand slowly moved up and down her sides; goosebumps rushing over her soft skin until he settled on her stomach. A smirk tugged on Robert’s face as he pushed against the bulge he was creating. The act only caused her to shake some more as her big, soft eyes began to well up. Her soft, plump lips parting.

Still, his hand only travelled south. His arm wrapped around her body and brought her against him. His thicker fingers brushed against her spread out, soaked pussy. His knuckles captured her clit and squeezed. “Oh-ahh…I…” She began to shake on top of him. Robert’s dark chuckles echoing in her ear now.

Her climax was easily building; so much quicker than usual and for a moment; she thought her plan was going to fall apart just as she did. Robert’s moans only echoed louder as she clamped down on his fat, thrusting cock. Her hands reached blindly for anything to hold onto as she bounced up and down; matching his thrusts.

The wet, obscene noises echoing around the royal chambers of the King only increased. “I…you will..you will help?” She whispered out; breathless and tripping over her own words. Robert only grunted; his hand reaching to her fat arse as he quickens her movements. Her ample breasts squashed against his chest as he bucked underneath her.

His larger hands spread her arse and in the confusing pleasure; she did not feel his fingers moving lower. “My..my king..!” Her eyes flashed open as his thick finger pushed inside her. She was squirting around his fat cock before she knew it. Much to Robert’s delight as his movements only continued as he fucked her through the climax. 

Each thrust had her creamy pussy squirting some more whilst he quickened his fingering. Her eyes rolled back and before any other words escaped her; his free fingers pushed inside her hot mouth. Her drool dripped down with ease as he pushed down on her tongue. Oh, it seemed she had underestimated him, she thought.

Her mind was only softening with ease as he flipped her over. Her legs pushed nearly pushed to her head as he groaned. She squealed as his fat cock pushed deeper and she began to try and hide. But the boar of a beast over her only pushed her down. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other echoing now.

“Fuck..that’s it..such a good whore…” Robert hummed; her toes curling now as she nearly lost consciousness. “Your husband to be will be proud.” He purred and a soft smirk came over her face. It seemed her plan was falling into place.

[iceywolf24]

Just remembering Varys speech on Aegon and Kingship in the ADWD Epilogue.

"He reads and writes and speaks several tongues" - Varys

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies," said Jojen. "The man who never reads lives only one."

"The children of the forest, Old Nan would have called the singers, but those who sing the song of earth was their own name for themselves, in the True Tongue that no human man could speak. The ravens could speak it, though"

- Bran, III ADWD

"He has studied history and law and poetry. A septa has instructed him in the mysteries of the Faith since he was old enough to understand them". - Varys

"The singers of the forest had no books. No ink, no parchment, no written language. Instead they had the trees, and the weirwoods above all. When they died, they went into the wood, into leaf and limb and root, and the trees remembered. All their songs and spells, their histories and prayers, everything they knew about this world. Maesters will tell you that the weirwoods are sacred to the old gods. The singers believe they are the old gods. When singers die they become part of that godhood. "- Bran III ADWD

"He has lived with fisherfolk, worked with his hands... He can fish and cook and bind up a wound " - Varys

"I was just remembering," he said. "Jory brought us here once, to fish for trout. You and me and Jon. Do you remember?" - Bran V AGOT

"Jojen sent Hodor out for wood and built them a small fire while Bran and Meera were cleaning the fish and frogs. They used Meera's helm for a cooking pot, chopping up the catch into little cubes and tossing in some water and some wild onions Hodor had found to make a froggy stew" - Bran I, ASOS

"Meera had drawn the broken arrow from his leg and rubbed the wound with the juice of some plants she found growing around the base of the tower" - Bran IV, ASOS

"He knows what it is like to be hungry, to be hunted, to be afraid" - Varys

"The last of the food that they had brought from the south was ten days gone. Since then hunger walked beside them day and night. Even Summer could find no game in these woods. They lived on crushed acorns and raw fish" - Bran I, ADWD

"The Umbers and the Karstarks and the Manderlys may all be dead as well, he realized. As he would be, if he was caught by the ironmen or the Bastard of Bolton" - Bran II ASOS

He saw the bones of a thousand other dreamers impaled upon their points. He was desperately afraid. "Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?" he heard his own voice saying, small and far away. And his father's voice replied to him. "That is the only time a man can be brave." - Bran III AGOT

Bran was also hunted by wights in Bran II ADWD.

"Tommen has been taught that kingship is his right. Aegon knows kingship is his duty, that a king must put his people first, and live and rule for them." - Varys

"Bran gazed up at the rough stone ceiling above his head. Robb would tell him not to play the boy, he knew. He could almost hear him, and their lord father as well. Winter is coming, and you are almost a man grown, Bran. You have a duty." - Bran II ACOK

A good lord protects his people, he reminded himself. "I’ve yielded Winterfell to Theon." - Bran VI ACOK

The way Varys was describing Bran when he talking about how Aegon was raised to be a good King.

EDIT: added some parts .

[wolfsneedles]

A Song Of Ice and Fire - Characters Chart!

Row 1: Aegon Targaryen, Aemon Targaryen, Aeron Greyjoy, Aerys Targaryen II, Alayaya, Alerie Hightower, Areo Hotah, Arianne Martell, Arya Stark, Asha Greyjoy

Row 2: Balon Greyjoy, Barristan Selmy, Benjen Stark, Beric Dondarrion, Black Walder Frey, The Blue Bard, Bran Stark, Brienne of Tarth, Brynden Tully

Row 3: Catelyn Tully, Cersei Lannister, Craster, Daenerys Targaryen, Dagmer Cleftjaw, Davos Seaworth, Dolorus Edd, Dontos Hollard, Doran Martell, Dorea Sand

Row 4: Eddard Stark, Edmure Tully, Elia Martell, Ellaria Sand, Euron Greyjoy, Garlan Tyrell, Gendry Waters, Gerold Higtower, Gilly

Row 5: Gregor Clegane, Hodor, Hoster Tully, Illyrio Mopatis, Ilyn Payne, Jaime Lannister, Jaqen H’Ghar, Jeor Mormont

Row 6: Jeyne Westerling, Jeyne Poole, Joffrey Baratheon, Jojen Reed, Jon Arryn, Jon Snow and Ghost, Jorah Mormont, Jory Cassel, Kevan Lannister

Row 7: Khal Drogo, Lancel Lannister, Loras Tyrell, Loreza Sand, Lyanna Stark, Lynesse Hightower, Lysa Tully, Mace Tyrell, Maggy the Frog, Mance Rayder

Row 8: Margaery Tyrell, Mark Mullendore, Meera Reed, Melisandre, Myrcella Baratheon, Nymeria Sand, Obara Sand, Obella Sand

Row 9: Oberyn Martell, Olena Redwyne, Osha, Osney Kettleblack, Paxter Redwyne, Petyr Baelish, Podrick Payne, Pycelle, Qhorin Halfhand

Row 10: Quaithe, Quentyn Martell, Qyburn, Ramsay Bolton, Randyll Tarly, Rattleshirt, Renly Baratheon, Rhaegar Targaryen, Rickard Karstark

Row 11: Rickon Stark, Robb Stark, Robert Arryn, Robert Baratheon, Rodrik Cassel, Roose Bolton, Rorge, Roslin Frey

Row 12: Salladhor Saan, Samwell Tarly, Sandor Clegane, Sanella Sand, Sansa Stark, Selyse Florent, Shae, Shireen Baratheon

Row 13: Stannis Baratheon, Strong Belwas, Lady Stoneheart, Syrio Forel, Teana Merryweather, Theon Greyjoy, Tommen Baratheon, Trystane Martell

Row 14: Tyene Sand, Tyrion Lannister, Tywin Lannister, Varamyr Sixskins, Vargo Hoat, Varys, Victarion Greyjoy, Viserys Targaryen

Row 15: Walder Frey, Waymar Royce, White Walker, Willas Tyrell, Ygritte, Yoren

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Portrait of former Vancity CEO Tamara Vrooman for Corporate Knights.

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[patriciers]

"  you  could  at  least  pretend  not  to  enjoy  this  so  much  ,  "  belthasar  says  to  @wnterreign  ,  just  loud  enough  for  the bolton  to  hear  .  but  he  doesn't  really  mean  it  ,  grateful  that  kieran  isn't  acting  out  unnecessarily  .  observing  others  scramble  ,  trying  to  bargain  with  the  troops  that  had  descended  upon  the  ballroom  ,  he  finds  no  amusement  in  the  situation  personally  ,  though  not  out  of  sympathy  .  no  ,  his  concern  focuses  squarely  on  whether  or  not  jory  is  still  where  he  left  him  last  .  as  much  as  belthasar  wishes  he  could  confirm  the  boy's  whereabouts  ,  he  can't  be  certain  whether  he'd  prefer  jory  were  with  him  now  or  not  .  "  you  are  not  superior  for  knowing  something  like  this  would  come  to  pass  ,  "  he  continues  .

[gendrie]

And no one had raised a voice or drawn a blade or anything, not Harwin who always talked so bold, or Alyn who was going to be a knight, or Jory who was captain of the guard. Not even her father. (Arya, AGOT)

a notable aspect to arya's arc is her having to confront that the northerners, both stark men and their bannermen, are flawed and, frequently, of dubious loyalty. this issue is introduced very early on, in her second chapter, and it leaves arya reeling. she had an idealized perspective of these men, in particular, those who serve her father and eddard himself. arya is close with the stark household and admires her father. so arya is deeply disappointed when none of them prevent the injustices on the trident.

She might have been able to trick a Frey or one of the Brave Companions, but the Dreadfort men had served Roose Bolton their whole life, and they knew him better than she did. If I tell him I am Arya Stark and command him to stand aside . . . No, she dare not. He was a northman, but not a Winterfell man. He belonged to Roose Bolton. (Arya, ACOK)

in harrenhal she learns the (horrific) extent to which northern men will inflict harm themselves when the boltons take over the castle. they kill, rape and terrorize those within and arya is forced to watch it all. roose is one of robb's bannermen, but he is not worthy of trust nor are those who serve him and arya realizes this as she escapes the castle.

The look she gave him was full of hurt. "I thought you were my father's man." "Lord Eddard's dead, milady. I belong to the lightning lord now, and to my brothers." [...] He gave her a searching look. "Can you understand what I am telling you?" "Yes." That he was not Robb's man, she understood well enough. And that she was his captive. (Arya, ASOS)

and even men who formerly served at winterfell can find new leadership. harwin is someone arya knew since she was a little baby, but he is no longer a man of winterfell. arya is, understandably, resentful of being taken captive, but her dynamic with the brotherhood is layered. they do treat her well and want to do right by her despite their plan to ransom her. arya also accepts that they need resources to fund their mission. harwin shows that he still care for the starks by pleading with beric to revive catelyn.

She looked at their filthy hair and scraggly beards and reddened eyes, at their dry, cracked, bleeding lips. Wolves, she thought again. Like me. Was this her pack? How could they be Robb's men? She wanted to hit them. She wanted to hurt them. She wanted to cry. They all seemed to be looking at her, the living and the dead alike. The old man had squeezed three fingers out between the bars. "Water," he said, "water." (Arya, ASOS)

again, arya is forced to witness the crimes the northerners (and their allies) committed in the riverlands. the karstark men are being tortured to death for their crimes when arya rides thru the stoney sept. she does not look away, but instead she shows them mercy. arya gives each man one last drink of water before they are executed. this is something i feel embodies her responsibility as a stark: to show mercy but to see that justice is met

these are significant experiences for arya. its an extension of ned's advice to "know the men who follow you". arya needs to know the limitations, failings, loyalties and crimes of those who claim to serve house stark. whoever is going to lead the north cannot be ignorant of those nuances. this is the stuff of northern leadership.

[ao3feed-tywin]

The Great Young Wolf

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by TFJWise49

Come the new year, I started reading Game of Thrones fanfictions, and I decided to write one of my own. This is my first ever one, so feel free to give whatever criticisms you think are necessary. And there are plenty of "what ifs" in this: What if Ned sent Robb to King's Landing to learn under Jon Arryn? What if Jon Arryn sent for his great-nephew Harrold Hardyng to get to know his great-nephew better? What if Arianne Martell was sent to King's Landing to "case the joint" for House Martell? And finally, what if Theon chose to support the family that he felt a part of rather than the family that scorned him back home?

I make no apologies for my bias towards Robb Stark, he is my favourite character and deserved better than what he got. I decided to go with Robb Stark and Arianne Martell because they seem to be a rarely-used couple and when I got planning and read a few other fanfictions online, I thought that this would fit perfectly.

Well, enjoy, and like I said, feel free to give whatever criticisms you think are necessary.

Words: 170766, Chapters: 43/43, Language: English

Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Robb Stark, Arianne Martell, Harrold Hardyng, Gendry (A Song of Ice and Fire), Catelyn Tully Stark, Ned Stark, Sansa Stark, Grey Wind | Robb Stark's Direwolf, Tyrion Lannister, Jory Cassel, Brienne of Tarth, Theon Greyjoy, Willas Tyrell, Garlan Tyrell, Loras Tyrell, Margaery Tyrell, Roose Bolton, Rickard Karstark, Jon "The Greatjon" Umber, Dacey Mormont, Harrion Karstark, Eddard Karstark, Torrhen Karstark, Arya Stark, Davos Seaworth, Mace Tyrell, Hoster Tully, Brynden "Blackfish" Tully, Edmure Tully, Jon Arryn, Lysa Tully Arryn, Petyr Baelish, Yohn Royce, Nestor Royce, Robar "the Red" Royce, Lucas Blackwood, Oberyn Martell, Ellaria Sand, Sand Snakes (ASoIaF), Jaime Lannister, Cersei Lannister, Joffrey Baratheon, Robert Baratheon, Stannis Baratheon, Renly Baratheon, Tywin Lannister, Daenerys Targaryen, Olenna Tyrell

Relationships: Arianne Martell/Robb Stark, Harrold Hardyng/Sansa Stark, Gendry/Margaery Tyrell, Catelyn Tully Stark/Ned Stark, Roslin Frey/Edmure Tully

Additional Tags: BAMF Robb Stark, BAMF Harrold Hardyng, Past Ashara Dayne/Ned Stark, N Plus A Equals J | Ashara Dayne and Ned Stark are Jon Snow's Parents, BAMF Gendry, Domeric Bolton Lives, Dead Ramsay Bolton, The North is strong

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