All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I’ve been knocking men like you into the dust.
Tag: game of thrones
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Save him if you can, and gentle the rage inside him.
requested by devil-and-god
We don’t get to choose who we love.
holiday tip: when the merriment is at its height during christmas dinner, casually change the song to the rains of castamere
I am not in danger, Jorah. I AM THE DANGER.
In the game of thrones, even the humblest pieces can have wills of their own.
“there are no men like me. there’s only me.”
(happy birthday, suzy!)
‘When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die.’ Sansa’s not dead, so she must be winning. God knows I’ll raise a glass to that, and wait patiently for the courteous and well-dressed hellfire she will eventually rain down upon all those who have wronged her.
E.M. Freeburg, Femslash Friday: A Lady and Her Knight (via frankensttark)
#this is literally how i feel about the entire series #i want it to end with sansa smiling demurely over the ashes before daintily lifting her hem and stepping over the remains of her enemies #i want her to have to bite her lip when they perish #because it is uncharitable to laugh and sansa is nothing if not a lady #but she cant help it and she cackles as they beg for mercy #then she sits in her solar and does some exquisite needlepoint and lives happily ever after
(via dornishs)