Mormonts on the Iron Throne.Good stuff’s coming.Me as Dacey MormontPic by Enrico Bertelli

Mormonts on the Iron Throne.
Good stuff’s coming.

Me as Dacey Mormont
Pic by Enrico Bertelli


Your father didn’t love me when we married. He hardly knew me or I him. Love didn’t just happen to us. We built it slowly over the years, stone by stone, for you, for your brothers and sisters, for all of us. It’s not as exciting as secret passion in the woods, but it is stronger. It lasts longer.

Your father didn’t love me when we married. He hardly knew me or I him. Love didn’t just happen to us. We built it slowly over the years, stone by stone, for you, for your brothers and sisters, for all of us. It’s not as exciting as secret passion in the woods, but it is stronger. It lasts longer.

The Eyre by ~Padfoot-D

The Eyrie boasted a sept, but no septon; a godswood, but no heart tree. No prayers are answered here, she often thought, though some days she felt so lonely she had to try. Only the wind answered her, sighing endlessly around the slim white towers and rattling the Moon Door every time it gusted.

The Eyre by ~Padfoot-D

The Eyrie boasted a sept, but no septon; a godswood, but no heart tree. No prayers are answered here, she often thought, though some days she felt so lonely she had to try. Only the wind answered her, sighing endlessly around the slim white towers and rattling the Moon Door every time it gusted.


Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman’s hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?
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Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman’s hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?
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Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman’s hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?
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Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman’s hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?


staring at the ceiling in the dark same old empty feeling in your heart'cause love comes slow and it goes so fastwell you see her when you fall asleepbut never to touch and never to keep’cause you loved her too muchand you dived too deepwell you only need the light when it’s burning lowonly miss the sun when it starts to snowonly know you love her when you let her goonly know you’ve been high when you’re feeling lowonly hate the road when you’re missin’ homeonly know you love her when you let her goand you let her go.

Let her go - Passengers

staring at the ceiling in the dark
same old empty feeling in your heart

'cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

well you see her when you fall asleep
but never to touch and never to keep

cause you loved her too much
and you dived too deep


well you only need the light when it’s burning low
only miss the sun when it starts to snow
only know you love her when you let her go
only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
only hate the road when you’re missin’ home
only know you love her when you let her go

and you let her go.

Let her go - Passengers

Ok, so I’m goin’ deeper and deeper into the fangirl’s cave. And I made this.

Ok, so I’m goin’ deeper and deeper into the fangirl’s cave. And I made this.