robbstark:

The gods made the earth for all men t’ share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they claimed it was all theirs. My trees, they said, you can’t eat them apples. My earth, my water, my castle, my daughter, keep your hands away or I’ll chop ’em off, but maybe if you kneel t’ me I’ll let you have a sniff. You call us thieves, but at least a thief has t’ be brave and clever and quick. A kneeler only has t’ kneel.

ARTIST: The National
TRACK: The Rains Of Castomere
ALBUM: Game Of Thrones - Season 2 (Music From The HBO® Series)
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plantagenet:

PARTY @ THE TWINZ: for your red wedding pre-lashes, dance parties and crying fests
LISTEN 2 IT heh

01. if you want blood (you got it), ac/dc | 02. thnks fr th mmrs, fall out boy | 03. i write sins not tragedies, panic! at the disco| 04. ain’t no party, orson| 05. rock you like a hurricane, the scorpions| 06. dynamite, taio cruz| 07. this boy, franz ferdinand | 08. evacuate the dance floor, cascada| 09. live while we’re young, one direction | 10. die young, ke$ha (<3 u ray)

plantagenet:

PARTY @ THE TWINZ: for your red wedding pre-lashes, dance parties and crying fests

01. if you want blood (you got it), ac/dc | 02thnks fr th mmrs, fall out boy | 03. i write sins not tragedies, panic! at the disco04. ain’t no party, orson05. rock you like a hurricane, the scorpions06. dynamite, taio cruz| 07. this boy, franz ferdinand | 08. evacuate the dance floor, cascada09. live while we’re young, one direction | 10. die young, ke$ha (<3 u ray)

onlyalittlelion:

I love how her response is like 50% “here let me help you” and 50% “jfc Kingslayer stop rattling your fucking plate around” 

and then Jaime in that last gif all

suck it, haters

She jerked to her feet as if he’d struck her, sending a wash of hot water across the tub. Jaime caught a glimpse of the thick blonde bush at the juncture of her thighs as she climbed out. She was much hairier than his sister. Absurdly, he felt his cock stir beneath the bathwater… He averted his eyes, troubled by his body’s response. “That was unworthy,” he mumbled. “I’m a maimed man, and bitter. Forgive me, wench. You have protected me as well as any man could have, and better than most.”