August 24 2014, 02:17 AM

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 The Knight of Flowers, they call him. Now there’s a son any man would be proud to own to. Last tourney, he dumped the Kingslayer on his golden rump, you ought to have seen the look on Cersei’s face. - Loras Tyrell

August 24 2014, 01:08 AM

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Game of ThronesBreaker of Chain + Yellow & Blue

August 23 2014, 10:51 PM

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I will answer i n j u s t i c e with j u s t i c e.

August 23 2014, 09:43 PM

We Dornish are a hot-blooded people, quick to anger and slow to forgive.

August 23 2014, 08:34 PM

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there are wolves, they would say. and there are stories about wolves and girls. girls in red, all alone in the woods. about to get eaten up. wolves and girls. both have sharp teeth.

August 18 2014, 05:08 PM

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August 18 2014, 04:00 PM

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Emilia Clarke outtake from The Observer | photographed by Patrick Fraser

Emilia Clarke outtake from The Observer | photographed by Patrick Fraser

August 18 2014, 02:51 PM


when he remembered, too late, that snakes had no hands, tyrion began to laugh hysterically.

make me choose // anon asked: tyrion’s trials by combat: s04e07 or s01e06

August 18 2014, 01:43 PM

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Female Characters That I Love:
∟Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones)

August 18 2014, 12:34 PM

GET TO KNOW ME MEME → favourite relationships [6/10] » Arya Stark and Gendry

"And how she smiled and how she laughed, the maiden of the tree.
She spun away and said to him, No featherbed for me!
I’ll wear a gown of golden leaves, And bind my hair with grass,
But you can be my forest love, And me your forest lass…”