as travars

unbowed, unbent, unbroken.

[addamvelaryon]

Wow, I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life?

[sunchosens]

No, no, my good knight, do not fear for me. The fire is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn, daughter of dragons, bride of dragons, mother of dragons, don’t you see? Don’t you see?

[princessas]

Frozen II ( 2019 )

[animationsource]

Find who is calling to you… into the unknown. — Frozen 2 (2019)

[monolime]

King and Queen

[cycloalkane]

He used to mess my hair and call me “little sister”, she remembered, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes.

[deactived283974938479856]

@sixofcrowsnet heist: redesigns          i n s p. (by @graecian)

[virginiadre]

- the fair folk of elfhame

[tofuvi]

gathering thoughts.

[graecian-archive]

Where do you live? . . . A place made for leaving.

[pintoras]

Rachel Ruysch (Dutch, 1664 - 1750): A swag of grapes, hollyhocks, irises, mallow, African marigolds, clematis, a horse chestnut and blackberries with butterflies and other insects suspended before a stone arch (1681) (via Christie’s)

[adnromeda]

I look at you, and I… and I’m h o m e. Please… I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.

[pentragons]

What a ǝbuɐɹʇs turn of events … // STRANGER THINGS (2016 - ) Open images in new tab for better quality!

[tessacarstairs]

she put her arms around his slim shoulders and clung to him fiercely. she could love enough for both of them. any part of jem was better than all of any other man alive.

his musician’s hands drew over her face, over her hair, over her shoulders, as though he was seizing a last chance to memorize what he could never touch again. even as she kissed him and insisted desperately to herself that it was possible, she knew it was not.

[sunchosens]

“Who are you?” he would ask her every day. 

“No one,” she would answer, she who had been Arya of House Stark, Arya Underfoot, Arya Horseface. 

She had been Arry and Weasel too, and Squab and Salty, Nan the cupbearer, a grey mouse, a sheep, the ghost of Harrenhal… but not for true, not in her heart of hearts. In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who had once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone… but that was not the answer he wanted.

[minayrd]

whether neil left today or tomorrow or next week, he’d leave alone. two, five, ten years from now, if neil was even still alive, he’d still be alone. he could be anyone, anywhere in the world, but he’d be alone until the day he died. he’d never trust anyone enough to let them in. 

[cactuc]

inside the pantheon in rome, italy.