I’m gone again till next Sunday cause I’m in Wales and the internet there is useless.

Have a nice holiday if you have time off from work/college/uni/school or if not, then enjoy whatever it is you’re doing!

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jojenobrien:

Show Yahoo that we are OKAY with them buying Tumblr as long as they leave the current terms and conditions intact and the enforcement policy.

Aka, the site remains the EXACT same as it was before. Keep Tumblr the same Yahoo and we will stay.

onlyalittlelion:

#they may say that the thought of tywin smiling is terrifying #but when cersei smiles you can be 99% certain that smile will be the last thing you see before you die #and thats the most terrifying thing of all #cause people smile back and go on with their lives and forget #but cersei does not #and its beautiful #it wouldnt suprise me if cersei had a list of names she chanted like a prayer just like arya #except her list is a neverending story by now so she doesnt bother anymore to say their names out loud #but she remembers #every single one of them

forged-by-fantasy:

 Daenerys Targaryen |  3x8 “Second Sons”

lionswolf:

asoiaf characters | arya stark

“It’s just a stupid sword,” she said, aloud this time… …but it wasn’t. Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.”

game-of-style:

la-bella-borgia:

War of the Queens ~ There’s a queen in every corner now.

More than one king took part in the struggle, but the queens were the ones remembered in the songs and histories.

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omg cersei and myrcella ruling together yesss

a lion still has claws

She had been winning more oft than not of late. Trystane did n o t seem to mind. The two children could not have looked more different, him with his olive skin and straight black hair, her pale as milk with a mop of golden curls; light and dark, like Queen Cersei and King Robert.

And in that moment she realizes her power as a woman, without the armor, without having a sword, without killing people, without exerting strength or without exerting the more masculine elements of her personality which she’s focused on and that she’s pushed, and in that moment she embraces her womanhood and femininity.

partofthecumbercollective:

fuck

fucking fuck

Its been nice blogging with you all