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jaime: oh look a book mY LITTLE BROTHER LIKES BOOKS OH GOD
jaime: ooh this is nice and warm liKE CERSEI'S HANDS HELP ME
jaime: wow you're pretty smart sO IS TYRION DID U KNOW
jaime: look a golden thing gOLDEN LIKE CERSEI'S HAIR



“He remembered the smell of her hair, the warmth of her body.. and the look on her face as she slit the old man’s throat. You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.”







❝ If I give him sons, he may come to love me. She would name them Eddard and Brandon and Rickon, and raise them all to be as valiant as Ser Loras. And to hate Lannisters, too. In Sansa’s dreams, her children looked just like the brothers she had lost. Sometimes there was even a girl who looked like Arya.
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“My mother says the same. She makes a posset for me, herbs and milk and ale, to help make me fertile. I drink it every morning. I told Robb I’m sure to give him twins. An Eddard and a Brandon. He liked that, I think. We … we try most every day, my lady. Sometimes twice or more.”
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I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb.

— Sansa, Jeyne, and Jon wishing to name children after Starks. (via jeynewaters)









book stannis: Lord Seaworth is a man of humble birth, but he reminded me of my duty, when all I could think of was my rights. I had the cart before the horse, Davos said. I was trying to win the throne to save the kingdom, when I should have been trying to save the kingdom to win the throne.
show stannis: WHO CARES DAVOS U CAN DIE I WANT U TO DIE WHAT DOES MELLY SANDERS THINK PLS MAKE ME A NEW BABY MELLY THE RED GOD MATTERS MORE THAN HONOR TBH



brienneoftarth:

can you hear that?

is the sound of

oberyn martell







We’re all human. Oh, we all do our duty when there’s no cost to it. Honor comes easy then. Yet sooner or later in every man’s life there comes a day when it’s not easy. A day when he must choose.You must make that choice yourself, and live with it for the rest of your days.