In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws.
(Source: the-baratheons, via angelcondoms)
Hear Me Roar
(Source: wicnet, via angelcondoms)
What do you think they’re gonna say when they hear about you and me?
Nothing happened between you and me.
And I thought we were done, but he said, “Turn back around.”
(via batcows)
God damn this is a fine looking man. He should really hang on to that face.
(Source: 0074016285, via hammandbuble)
I know that she spent her childhood in exile, impoverished, living on dreams and schemes, running from one city to the next, always fearful, never safe, friendless but for a brother who was by all accounts half-mad … a brother who sold her maidenhood to the Dothraki for the promise of an army. I know that somewhere out upon the grass her dragons hatched, and so did she. I know she is proud. How not? What else was left her but pride? I know she is strong. How not? The Dothraki despise weakness. If Daenerys had been weak, she would have perished with Viserys. I know she is fierce. Astapor, Yunkai, and Meereen are proof enough of that. She has crossed the grasslands and the red waste, survived assassins and conspiracies and fell sorceries, grieved for a brother and a husband and a son, trod the cities of the slavers to dust beneath her dainty sandalled feet.
—Tyrion Lannister, A Dance with Dragons (via swordinthedarkness)
(via reekrhymes)
That awkward moment
When you realize you’ve been tagging things as “Games” of thrones, for like, forever.
*facepalm*
Don’t die so far from the sea.
