gotcatelyntully

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Brienne, where are you? Bring my girls back to me, Brienne. Bring them back safe. // She had promised Lady Catelyn that she would bring back her daughters, and no promise was as solemn as one sworn to the dead.

(requested by @sansa-starks)

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THE WOMEN OF ROBERT’S REBELLION

//  Jessica Brown Findlay as Lyanna Stark, Golshifteh Farahani as Elia Martell, Eleanor Tomlinson as Catelyn Tully, Charlize Theron as Rhaella Targaryen, Eva Green as Ashara Dayne, Isolda Dychauk as Lysa Tully, Celina Sinden as Cersei Lannister, Katie McGrath as Barbrey Ryswell

8

female awesome meme: mother characters

 catelyn stark 

i have no skill with swords, but that does not mean that i do not dream of riding to king’s landing and wrapping my hands around cersei lannister’s white throat and squeezing until her face turns black.

8

“I keep remembering the Stark words. Winter has come, Father. For me. For me. Robb must fight the Greyjoys now as well as the Lannisters, and for what? For a gold hat and an iron chair? Surely the land has bled enough. I want my girls back, I want Robb to lay down his sword and pick some homely daughter of Walder Frey to make him happy and give him sons. I want Bran and Rickon back, I want …” Catelyn hung her head. “I want,” she said once more, and then her words were gone.

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a song of ice and fire + (some examples of) narrative irony
(requested by @viperofsand)

8

I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, to plant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl.

I want to weep, she thought. I want to be comforted. I’m so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once. Just for a small while, that’s all … a day … an hour.

8

She remembered her own childish disappointment, the first time she had laid eyes on Eddard Stark. She had pictured him as a younger version of his brother Brandon, but that was wrong. Ned was shorter and plainer of face, and so somber. He spoke courteously enough, but beneath the words she sensed a coolness that was all at odds with Brandon, whose mirths had been as wild as his rages. Even when he took her maidenhood, their love had more of duty to it than of passion. We made Robb that night, though; we made a king together. And after the war, at Winterfell, I had love enough for any woman, once I found the good sweet heart beneath Ned’s solemn face.