Robert Arryn - Tumblr Posts
So first of all, I'm not questioning your design choices AT ALL and I'm really not trying to be rude so I'm really sorry if it seems that way! But I like how you draw Jon Arryn with very dark skin, and I was just wondering how that affects Sweet Robin because it's theorized that Jon isn't his true father. Anyways, I REALLY love your comics :-)
Thank you! You didn’t seemed rude at all and you also get a bonus point for not questioning my design choices :) Sweetrobin is obviously Jon’s son so I draw him accordingly :D
So after this post I had the realization…you know who else has been described with pretty hair and could theoretically still grow it floor lenght because he’s you know..not dead? that’s right Bobby A.
So here he is like 10 years later or however long it would take for his hair to grow this long idk
“Robert Arryn, the little lord of the mountain who truthfully wasn’t expected to make it further than ten.”
“So tell me, sweetling—why is Harry the Heir?” Her eyes widened. “He is not Lady Waynwood’s heir. He’s Robert’s heir. If Robert were to die…” Petyr arched an eyebrow. “When Robert dies. Our poor brave Sweetrobin is such a sickly boy, it is only a matter of time. When Robert dies, Harry the Heir becomes Lord Harrold, Defender of the Vale and Lord of the Eyrie. Jon Arryn’s bannermen will never love me, nor our silly, shaking Robert, but they will love their Young Falcon…and when they come together for his wedding, and you come out with your long auburn hair, clad in a maiden’s cloak of white and grey with a direwolf emblazoned on the back…why, every knight in the Vale will pledge his sword to win you back your birthright. So those are your gifts from me, my sweet Sansa…Harry, the Eyrie, and Winterfell. That’s worth another kiss now, don’t you think?” — THE VALE PLOT
The Ghost Wolf by Anndr
“Ser Sweetrobin,” Lord Robert said, and Alayne knew that she dare not wait for Mya to return. She helped the boy dismount, and hand in hand they walked out onto the bare stone saddle, their cloaks snapping and flapping behind them. All around was empty air and sky, the ground falling away sharply to either side. There was ice underfoot, and broken stones just waiting to turn an ankle, and the wind was howling fiercely. It sounds like a wolf, thought Sansa. A ghost wolf, big as mountains.
This painting illustrates Sansa’s descent from the Eyrie, and the specific moment where she and Sweetrobin display remarkable courage in making it across the narrow icy strip together. As the strong winds blow, Sansa thinks they sound like a ghost wolf, and this could offer provocative foreshadowing on the role her true identity and Northern ties will play in the upcoming novels.
Sansa Appreciation Week 2020
Day Four - Favourite Sansa moment of all time
I have a lot of favorite moments, I’ve already drawn a lot of them, this moment is from her last chapter in affc, when she, Sweetrobin and company come down from the Eyrie. She begins to notice her bravery and intelligence, and I love that!
This is how most of the fandom treats him too tbh
People will look you dead in the eyes and say Robert Arryn is a psychopath as if this isn’t who they’re talking about
Fishgang siblings (and Sweetrobin but he goes wherever mama goes ^_^) 🔛🔝
House Arryn. New ASOIAF fanart for the Great Houses of Westeros. It`s a depiction before the beginning of the story, so John Arryn is included. Also I realized later that Arryns actually had more family members, but they were so in the background in the beginning of the story I completely forgot about them.
“Robert Arryn, the little lord of the mountain who truthfully wasn’t expected to make it further than ten.”
House Arryn. New ASOIAF fanart for the Great Houses of Westeros. It`s a depiction before the beginning of the story, so John Arryn is included. Also I realized later that Arryns actually had more family members, but they were so in the background in the beginning of the story I completely forgot about them.
Sansa whenever she is put into yet another betrothal
From "I love him, Father, I truly truly do" to "If I give him sons, he may come to love me" to "'He was only . . . he was . . .' Kind?" to "She wondered if Lord Robert would shake all through their wedding." to "Please, he doesn't need to love me, just make him like me, just a little, that would be enough for now."
Our lady of the Vale
Original vers. Below
Blame tumblr compression. -_-
