©
wearyvoices:

Lena Headey photographed by Sam Evans-Butler for Ladygunn magazine

wearyvoices:

Lena Headey photographed by Sam Evans-Butler for Ladygunn magazine


She could just be in a tracksuit and her hair could be up in a ponytail, but she’s still so lovely and graceful. She’s absolutely beautiful.  -Maisie Williams


joannalannister:

someday i’ll fly; a tyrion lannister fanmix, dedicated to a few people i admire

[ listen ]


The Usurper sits on my father’s throne. How long must I wait?


roseleslies:

Get To Know Me Meme: [1/5] In real life relationships - Rose Leslie and Kit Harington

It was always such a privilege to be working opposite him and such a blessing that we get on in real life because it made our characters more believable


For Ashley

"I prefer you garbed in crimson and gold."
I prefer you dappled in sunlight, with water beading on your naked skin.

"…But now winter is truly coming. In the winter, we must protect ourselves, look after one another."  [inspo.]

Dany had grown very fond of Missandei. The little scribe with the big golden eyes was wise beyond her years. She is brave as well. She had to be, to survive the life she’s lived. One day she hoped to see this fabled isle of Naath. Missandei said the Peaceful People made music instead of war. They did not kill, not even animals; they ate only fruit and never flesh. The butterfly spirits sacred to their Lord of Harmony protected their isle against those who would do them harm. Many conquerors had sailed on Naath to blood their swords, only to sicken and die. The butterflies do not help them when the slave ships come raiding, though.


I have not lost this child, at least.


niqhtlocked:

A CLASH OF KINGS (& KHALEESIS) [insp.]




devilsdouble:

Houses of Westeros - House Stark


aureliacamargo:

But when he stepped into his bedchamber, he found his sister waiting for him. She stood beside the open window, looking over the curtain walls and out to sea. The bay wind swirled around her, flattening her gown against her body in a way that quickened Jaime’s pulse. It was white, that gown, like the hangings on the wall and the draperies on his bed. Swirls of tiny emeralds brightened the ends of her wide sleeves and spiraled down her bodice. Larger emeralds were set in the golden spiderweb that bound her golden hair. The gown was cut low, to bare her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. She is so beautiful. He wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms.


edenliaothewomb:

Sophie Turner, photographed by Jason Hetherington for Nylon Singapore, July 2014.