mother of dragons

kayla. 23. somewhere lost in ohio. paul wesley stefan salvatore & stelena  

[iheartgot]

Jon and Dany giving a death glare to the Night King

[jaimelannistre-archived]

Oh, my sweet summer child, what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods.

[chandlermuriels]

make me choose → chandler/monica or ross/rachel? (asked by @nuriakendo)

[iheartgot]

[daenerysborn]

Deleting my account

[kieraknightley]

[scodelarioss]

  I think any time anybody sees the bad guy show emotion and you’re not hitting the audience over the head, there’s always a tinge of empathy for that individual.

[hellyeahstelena]

make me choose: ↳ forehead kisses or touching each other’s face?

[e2castiel]

[winsletz-deactivated20161123]

Happy 41st Birthday, Kate Winslet! (October 5th, 1975)

[daenerysborn]

9pm: "I'm going to bed now."

10pm: "I'm going to bed now."

11pm: "I'm going to bed now."

12am: "I'm going to bed now."

1am: "I'm going to bed now."

2am: "I'm going to bed now."

3am: "FUCK."

4am: "FUCK."

5am: "OKAY."

[ceeyoutea]

#the most precious #the most adorable #the cutest saviour in existence

[gallagherista]

I’m filling out the paperwork to disinherit you abortion-should-have-beens.

[daenerysborn]

What the hell is tumblr Y do I still have my account though :(

[25thletter]

[baurion-deactivated20201017]

     — Warsan Shire 

[faithsumners]

I’ve been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine, and done things I’d prefer you didn’t. I don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker; I follow my blood, which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain. So I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of. You. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I can’t have you - it has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try… I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength, I’ve seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. 

You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the one, Buffy.