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My fancast perfect of Jeyne Westerling

top 20 favourite book-only asoiaf characters (as voted by our followers) ⤷ #7. Jeyne Westerling

She did not look dangerous. Jeyne was a willowy girl, no more than fifteen or sixteen, more awkward than graceful. She had narrow hips, breasts the size of apples, a mop of chestnut curls, and the soft brown eyes of a doe. Pretty enough for a child (…), but not a girl to lose a kingdom for.

Edit Request Meme: Favorite Characters Cut From the Show (requested by anon)

HOUSE TARGARYEN ♔ the black brides

Elinor Costayne Lady Elinor Costayne was the youngest of the three Black Brides, who had been married to Ser Theo Bolling, and had birthed him three children. Ser Theo had been arrested by the kingsguard, accused of conspiring with Dowager Queen Alyssa Velaryon, and executed - all on the same day. Elinor, now nineteen years of age, was summoned to marry Maegor two weeks later. Elinor became pregnant with Maegor’s child, and she birthed an eyeless child with small wings. Elinor would survive Maegor’s reign.

Rhaena Targaryen When Prince Aegon died in 43 AC, Rhaena became a widow. Rhaena took refuge on Fair Isle, under the protection of Lord Farman, who hid her and her daughters. It was Tyanna, one of Maegor’s queens, who found them. In 47 AC, Rhaena was forced to wed Maegor. When Rhaena learned that her youngest brother, Prince Jaehaerys, was claiming the throne for himself, she fled King’s Landing on her dragon Dreamfyre, stealing Blackfyre away as her king and husband slept, to join Jaehaerys’s cause.

Jeyne Westerling Tall and willowy, Lady Jeyne was a renowned beauty and had been wed to Lord Alyn Tarbeck, who died with the rebels at the Battle Beneath the Gods Eye.Jeyne was being courted by the son of the Lord of Casterly Rock when King Maegor I sent for her to be wed to him along with Lady Elinor Costayne and Princess Rhaena Targaryen in a single ceremony. In 47 AC she was with child, but three moons before the child was due her labor began, and from her womb came another stillborn monster. She did not survive the child for long.

The Jaynes & Jeynes of Westeros for @valoisqueens

The Seven Wives of Maegor the Cruel 

 Ceryse Hightower, died of a mysterious illness; Alys Harroway, tortured to death by Tyanna of the Tower; Tyanna of the Tower herself, mistress of whispers, executed by Maegor’s own hand. The Black Brides, three women of proven fertility taken in a single ceremony: Elinor Costayne, one of the two to survive his reign; Jeyne Westerling, who died shortly after birthing a stillborn and Princess Rhaena Targaryen, who stole Blackfyre and saw her brother Jaehaerys crowned.

The Black Brides of Maegor the Cruel: Elinor Costayne, Rhaena Targaryen, and Jeyne Westerling

I think Elinor becoming one of the Seven Speakers for the Targaryen Doctrine of Exceptionalism for Jaehaerys after being married to Maegor is wild. I'll accept her denouncing her nobility and becoming Mother Elinor but preaching the superiority of Targaryens... There were probably some threats made or implied. She probably secretly hated Targaryens the rest of her life and that's why she and Rhaena were never cool.

I went a little overboard with Elinor's hair but I think these all came out alright.

𝒜 𝒮𝒪𝒩𝒢 𝒪𝐹 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐿𝒜𝒟𝐼𝐸𝒮

i feel like i dont post enough of my wips on tumblr but i'm working on an asoiaf themed deck of cards and... 🫣

the designs of the characters are based on a mix of the books descriptions and my own imagination

bonus some that ive barely coloured

The black brides

“She says there’s this great pack, hundreds of them, mankillers. The one that leads them is a she-wolf, a bitch from the seventh hell.”

A Clash of Kings Queens

women of colour in a song of ice and fire

q'orianka kilcher as daenerys targaryen gong li as cersei lannister kerry washington as catelyn stark nathalie emmanuel as sansa stark willow smith as arya stark sonam kapoor as margaery tyrell naomie harris as melisandre aisha hinds as brienne of tarth chipo chung as ygritte jessica sula as jeyne westerling

I shall be a good and true wife to Robb, I swear. And as wise a queen as I can.

Jon Snow; Daenerys Targaryen

Arya Stark; Gendry Waters

Sansa Stark; Harry the Heir

Bran Stark; Meera Reed

Robb Stark; Jeyne Westerling

Catelyn Stark; Ned Stark

Tyrion Lannister (pre-nose-removal); Cersei Lannister

Brienne of Tarth; Jaime Lannister

Margaery Tyrell; Loras Tyrell

Asha Greyjoy; Theon Greyjoy

Val; Jeyne Poole

Sam Tarly; Gilly

Satin; Melisandre

Arianne Martell; Aegon/Young Griff

Lyanna Stark; Rhaegar Targaryen

February 2024 Romance Drawing Challenge

Day 14: Robb Stark and Jeyne Westerling

a Jeyne of your choice with a baby?

Thank you for the prompt!

I feel like I should probably apologise to you for this one…

Jeyne curled around her baby.

The soft red curls on his head, the blue of his eyes, the blood in his veins, all of it made her son a target.

Edwyn would never know his father, nor his grandparents, nor even his aunts and uncles. He might not even know his mother, if the Lannisters had their way.

“Mama loves you so, so much.” Jeyne whispered, pressing a kiss to the down on his head, “Mama loves you more than the moon and the stars and the sun.”

She let herself place another kiss to his head, savouring the memory of him. It was a memory she would surely need in the dark of her cell.

Edwyn smiled at her, his gums poking through the curve of his perfect little lips. He waved one chubby fist in the air, and as Jeyne caught it she couldn’t he’ll but marvel over every single one of his tiny, perfect fingernails.

Her baby was perfect and she wished she could see him grow.

Carefully she dressed him in a gown made from one of Robb’s shirts. Carefully she swaddled him in a blanket made from her marriage cloak. She tucked her jewels into the swaddle, hiding them in the folds of the cloth.

It was all she could give him. All she had that would prove who he was.

A plain blanket and swaddling bands went over the top. He had to stay warm, had to stay safe, and blending in was his best chance for that.

“Mama loves you.” She said once more, pressing a single drop of sweetsleep onto his gums. A single drop should not hurt him, and it would be safer than him awaking and making a noise the Lannisters could track.

His eyes blinked shut, and Jeyne mourned for the loss of their sweet blue. She cradled him close to her chest and stole from her rooms. Better her family did not know what she was about to do. Better no one but she knew of her plan.

The castle was dark, but Jeyne knew it almost as well as her childhood home. Months under siege would do that.

The river was her destination, the small patch of bank only accessible through a door hidden by the reeds. It would be visible to the shore on any other night but for the lack of moon in the sky.

“You are sure of this?” Ser Brynden asked as he stood from his crouched position among the reeds, his voice low and kind.

“I am.” Jeyne straightened her shoulders and passed her precious son to his great uncle.

Set Brynden took Edwyn as though he was the most fragile glass, and tucked him securely into an oilskin sling against his front. So too did he take the bag that Jeyne passed him, packed with some of what he might need to keep her son safe and well.

She should have been sending him off with a grand entourage. Should have been keeping him with her in the keep.

But Lord Edmure had been spotted within the Lannister camp and they all knew it was only a matter of time before he was used to make the castle surrender.

A single swimmer would have the best chance at evading the Lannisters, and Ser Brynden had the best chance of being believed as he championed her son’s identity.

“Keep him safe, my lord. Restore him to his home.”

Ser Brynden looked down at her, his face solemn. “I swear, my queen. King Edwyn will see Winterfell, will sit upon the throne of the North as his father did before him.”

Jeyne stepped back, the tears in her eyes finally trailing down her cheeks. “I know you will. Now go! We will buy you whatever time we can. Go! Before the Lannisters wake. Go!”

Ser Brynden smiled, he tucked Edwyn closer to his chest within his oilskin sling, and he slipped into the dark of the water.

And Jeyne waited on the bank until the last of the ripples had died away and her son was truly gone.

A Clash of Kings Queens

"It was mine. You had no right. Robb had it made for me. I loved him." Underneath [the hooded cloak's] heavy folds, [Jeyne's] clothes were finely made, but torn. She ripped them herself, as a mark of mourning.

@pscentral event 15: favorite ship(s) ✦ Starkling Ships || Jon&Dany, Arya&Gendry, and Robb&Jeyne