no. i want to be the queen.

(Source: wallflowerthrone, via wicked-fate)

“You will see, Sansa.” She took her by the hand and gave it a squeeze. “Sister.”
Sister. Sansa had once dreamt of having a sister like Margaery; beautiful and gentle, with all the world’s graces at her command.

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(Source: fearisforthewinter, via wicked-fate)

highgardens:

bathe us in innocent song
(a mix for loras tyrell, renly baratheon, and margaery tyrell)
 → SPOILERS THROUGH A FEAST FOR CROWS

one. burning stars • MIMICKING BIRDS (renly & margaery)
i’ll keep an eye on you if you keep one on me

two. inside a boy • MY BRIGHTEST DIAMOND (renly/loras)
    our edges can never be found out / our edges keep moving further out / we are stars colliding / now we crash

three. two loves be one • ANNE DUDLEY

four. in the hearts of men • FIRST AID KIT (margaery)
in the parts we play to convince others / we know what we’re doing

five. the weight of us • SANDERS BOHLKE (renly)
bathe us in innocent song / i’m not ready, i’m not ready / for the weight of us / for the weight of all of us

six. ultimi fuochi li • LUDOVICO EINAUDI

seven. when we no longer are around to write our love on each other’s eyelids • LIBRARY TAPES

eight. in this shirt (röyksopp remix) • THE IRREPRESSIBLES (loras, post-ACoK)
there’s a crane knocking down all those things that we were

nine. ash black veil • APPARAT (margaery, post-AFfC)
    daytime froze / i’ll need a cause to carry on on my own

(via clawsandfangs)

Do you want to know why men are fools? They all want the same things. They have all grown up listening to the same stories, and he each thinks that he is the hero. Give him war, and starving peasants, and he will think that you have given him something he can fix. That’s not it, though. It’s just war, and starving peasants.

All men are like this. I know. I have married them. Confident, and full of conviction, and certain that something needs repair, and dead, both of them, before their times. I went to the funerals, and I cried at them, not because I was sad, but because it was expected of me. One of them might have been a good man, and I was sorry for him, but that is not why I wept. Show me my husband’s funeral pyre, and I will not think of the future I have lost, or the heirs I will not have. It’s just a funeral pyre. I know that, because I am a woman, and the stories I grew up with taught me that the things waiting for me were not worth waiting for.

They say that love is a game. I wouldn’t know; I have never been in love. There is only one game that matters, anyway, and the rules of that are simple. Winning is stepping over thousands of bodies— maybe some I could have been in love with, were there not so much more that I wanted —and in and out of a thousand different lives, until I find one that’s more than what the stories promised.

(Source: thestarkinwinterfell, via blackorchid)

(via disturbia)

What Is Dead May Never Die

(Source: narcissusroad)

My husband is my King, and my King is my husband.

(Source: theladymelisandre, via lexiegsloan)

jonquille:

Shuffle Meme: Sansa/Margaery (requested by Anonymous)

We go together, baby, and if you do,
I’ll be your weakness baby and get to you.

Any time you want me, baby, I’ll be around.
That’s what they teach you, baby—to dig my sound.

“Fall Together” Weezer

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