stannis and jaime being brothers in law and fucking hating each other is genuinely so funny. they get sat at the same table at robert and cersei’s wedding and jaime’s distracting himself from fantasising about killing robert by needling stannis about his already struggling hairline while stannis seethes because he counselled robert to either execute the kingslayer or send him to the wall and not only has robert ignored him (as usual) but he gets the distinct impression jaime knows. renly and tyrion are having fun and playing
I swear to god man...I swear to god about some of the metas I read in arya's tag. Like they are jonsa level batshit.
Paris and its banlieues are burning right kow. The police killed yet another person, this time a 17 years old kid. Shot him at very close range, after yelling that they "will put a bullet in his head". Lied about what happened, claiming it was self defense, only for a video filmed by a passerby to be released, video showing that the cops were not at all in danger and executed the kid in cold blood. As you can guess the kid is not white.
This is the 3rd night in a row of fire, burning barricades and firing mortars at cops and city halls.
Police have been hunting and killing poor young men of color in the banlieue for DECADES. They've been killing teenagers, kids. And then lying about them so they would be talked about as criminals instead of victims.
Justice pour Nahel.
Anti-monarchist message layed out on Black mountain in Belfast for ‘king’ Charles, when he visited the city yesterday.
A group of curious preschoolers visits some beehives in Stockholm
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i wonder who he’s smiling at
I've always loved the little throughline of nature, and the earth and mud in particular, being this spiritually cleansing constant for Arya during ACOK
The water lapped softly around her legs. A few lantern bugs were coming out, their little lights blinking on and off. The green water was warm as tears, but there was no salt in it. It tasted of summer and mud and growing things. Arya plunged her face down into it to wash off the dust and dirt and sweat of the day. When she leaned back the trickles ran down the back of her neck and under her collar. They felt good. She wished she could take off her clothes and swim, gliding through the warm water like an skinny pink otter
She got dirt in her mouth but she didn't care, the taste was fine, the taste was mud and water and worms and life. Under the earth the air was cool and dark. Above was nothing but blood and roaring red and choking smoke and the screams of dying horses. She moved her belt around so Needle would not be in her way, and began to crawl. A dozen feet down the tunnel she heard the sound, like the roar of some monstrous beast, and a cloud of hot smoke and black dust came billowing up behind her, smelling of hell. Arya held her breath and kissed the mud on the floor of the tunnel and cried.
She had finally thrown away her cracked and rotted shoes. Walking barefoot was hard at first, but the blisters had finally broken, the cuts had healed, and her soles had turned to leather. The mud was nice between her toes, and she liked to feel the earth underfoot when she walked.
I haven't seen this version anywhere so I made one!
This flag is pissing off TERFs of course but i am seeing so much colorful JOY from trans lesbians and other lesbians in the notes like I've never seen a set of tags so happy before omg
its the perfect post everything asked is answered
why is this post diagrammed like an nfl analysis
nikcage
sitting on cardboard in the dark
I'm sorry but she looks like she's constantly plagued by the memories of those she lost in the war
is this… satire?
it was not satire
to be perfectly honest. i don't care if it is cheesy or cliched or idealistic. i like stories where the core of it is about kindness, the warmth we can offer others and the gentleness we receive in return. maybe the moral of the story IS love triumphs. it better fucking be