sansan trash

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[sansaclegxne]

but i choose the dead, and by doing so i truly win… all things must die—even gods.

[sansaclegxne]

she’s just… really pretty that’s all i love women

[sansaclegxne]

peepaw told my bf to kill himself but i’ll let it slide bc he’s got drip

[sansaclegxne]

you are my spawn. your veins course with my unholy blood. your life is mine.

[sansaclegxne]

nearest and dearest

or the story of how i keep starting new playthroughs and keep putting my durges in gortash's clothes (or clothes inspired by his style) because i am mentally unwell

[kents-clark]

SANTIAGO CABRERA training session for TRANSFORMERS: THE LAST KNIGHT 

[kents-clark]

SANTIAGO CABRERA training session for TRANSFORMERS: THE LAST KNIGHT 

[sansansource]

“The room was too dark for her to see him, but she could feel the stickiness of the blood, and a wetness that was not blood. “Little bird,” he said once more, his voice raw and harsh as steel on stone.”  

(from an award-winning short fan film BIRD SONG by @kateofthecanals)  

[benevolentvulture]

Visit Original Link

Jolene by Dolly Parton except it’s playing downstairs while you’re laying up in the loft of a cabin listening to the thunder and rain hitting the roof tiles above you

[fleabottom]

The Unkiss by bubug

“I could keep you safe,” he rasped. “They’re all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.” He yanked her closer, and for a moment she thought he meant to kiss her. He was too strong to fight. She closed her eyes, wanting it to be over, but nothing happened. “Still can’t bear to look, can you?” she heard him say.” –ACoK

[chris-evans]

🐺 Arya Stark appreciation 29/- 

But they were all dead now, even Arya, everyone but her half-brother, Jon. Some nights she heard talk of him, in the taverns and brothels of the Ragman’s Harbor. The Black Bastard of the Wall, one man had called him. 

Even Jon would never know Blind Beth, I bet. That made her sad.

[hannibalgifs]

I wasn’t forced back into the field.

[qissus-deactivated20191119]

Prince Doran Martell of Dorne

A farewell gift to my best friend princedorann who’s totally in love with this Game of Thrones character. I finished this piece a week ago, only now did I remember to post it :’D 

P:S to my best friend,

STUDY HARD AND COME BACK QUICK, YOU EDUCATED LOSER.

[bienfire]

the highwaisted breeches and loosely-tucked white shirt, possibly with sword belt attached, is THe hottest look available to any single human (or other), and i would be the lustiest harlot in regency England had i existed when it was À La Mode

[problem-queen]

asoiaf meme: [2/5] scenes

Her father plucked up a cyvasse piece. “I must know how you learned that Quentyn was abroad. Your brother went with Cletus Yronwood, Maester Kedry, and three of Lord Yronwood’s best young knights on a long and perilous voyage, with an uncertain welcome at its end. He has gone to bring us back our heart’s desire.“

She narrowed her eyes. “What is our heart’s desire?”

“Vengeance.” His voice was soft, as if he were afraid that someone might be listening. “Justice.” Prince Doran pressed the onyx dragon into her palm with his swollen, gouty fingers, and whispered, “Fire and blood.”

[argelladurrandon-deactivated202]

jaime is a hoe in theory but not in practice, stannis is a hoe in practice but not in theory

[skush-uk]

“Hear your thunder still feeding back, still hear your thunder, the man in black. Born to lose, living to win”

Metallica | Murder One

R.I.P. Lemmy