Maid x Slayer: Brienne of Tarth + GoT

The Maiden Fair. Brienne of Tarth. (book-based, not tv-series-based). Even though I am a huge, nerdy fan of ASOIAF, I rarely draw fanart of it, because how on earth am I going to do the story justice and argh. But here, at last, Brienne. Because I love her and everything she stands for and oh sweet god let’s hope the tv-series stops mucking up the book-canon and messing around with her because she’s got such beautifully tragic things to do and

It’s a slowburn friendship…

“Brienne the Beauty, they name her... though not to her face, lest they be called upon to defend those words with their bodies.”

Brienne activating her magic sword

[…] “Wanting you, it feels… it feels like breathing” he says, and is his words, the way he says it, the contrast between what he meant and how breathless he sounded… and that fear she sees in his gaze, the uncertainty there… that’s what pushes her forward, her lips landing on his. 

An answer when words fail her. 

Then Jaime tangles a hand in her hair and his mouth opens beneath hers, taking her own breath away.  

midas is king and he holds me so tight / and turns me to gold in the sunlight.

it’s always darkest before the dawn.