❝She awoke all at once, every nerve atingle. For a moment she did not remember where she was. She had dreamt that she was little, still sharing a bedchamber with her sister Arya. But it was her maid she heard tossing in sleep, not her sister, and this was not Winterfell, but the Eyrie. And I am Alayne Stone, a bastard girl. The room was cold and black, though she was warm beneath the blankets. Dawn had not yet come. Sometimes she dreamed of Ser Ilyn Payne and woke with her heart thumping, but this dream had not been like that. Home. It was a dream of home. The Eyrie was no home.❞

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charlesmmacaulay:

make me choose:

arabellastrangely said: gamora or nebula

"I have lived most of my life surrounded my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends."

So many men had tried to make her a queen. Now she understood that she was meant for something more. (…) For the living and the dead, she would make herself a reckoning.SHE WOULD RISE. - leigh bardugo

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Face, tits, balls. I hit’em right where I wanted to.

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judymartn:

Sansa was a lady at three, always so courteous and eager to please. She loved nothing so well as tales of knightly valor. Men would say she had my look, but she will grow into a woman far more beautiful than I ever was, you can see that. I often sent away her maid so I could brush her hair myself. She had auburn hair, lighter than mine, and so thick and soft… the red in it would catch the light of the torches and shine like copper.

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❝When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of direwolves.❞ 
↳ A Clash of Kings, Chapter 51 || Jon’s wolf dream
The weirwood had his brother’s face. Had his brother always had three eyes? Not always, came the silent shout. Not before the crow. […] Don’t be afraid, I like it in the dark. No one can see you, but you can see them. But first you have to open your eyes. See? Like this. And the tree reached down and touched him. […] And suddenly he was back in the mountains, his paws sunk deep in a drift of snow as he stood upon the edge of a great precipice. […] Then a sudden gust of cold made his fur stand up, and the air thrilled to the sound of wings. As he lifted his eyes to the ice-white mountain heights above, a shadow plummeted out of the sky. A shrill scream split the air. He glimpsed blue-grey pinions spread wide, shutting out the sun … “Ghost!” Jon shouted, sitting up. He could still feel the talons, the pain. “Ghost, to me!” 

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tywinllannister:

→ Fire cannot kill a dragon.
Targaryens killed by fire

  •  Aegon II suffered from grave burns and died from his wounds atfer a battle involving dragons during the dance of dragons
  • Rhaenyra Targaryen was roasted alive and eaten by Sunfyre, Aegon II’s dragon
  • Aegon V wanted to revive dragons and failed at this attempt. 
  • Viserys III killed by Khal Drogo, who crowned him with his melted golden belt

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MAKE ME CHOOSE » Anonymous asked:
Cersei or Daenerys

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