“It has been so long,” she had said to Ser Barristan, just yesterday. “What if Daario has betrayed me and gone over to my enemies?” Three treasons will you know. “What if he met another woman, some princess of the Lhazarene?”
The old knight neither liked nor trusted Daario, she knew. Even so, he had answered gallantly. “There is no woman more lovely than Your Grace. Only a blind man could believe otherwise, and Daario Naharis was not blind.”
No, she thought. His eyes are a deep blue, almost purple, and his gold tooth gleams when he smiles for me.” - Danny, ADWD
Also can I just say that…I REFUSE TO ALLOW JON SNOW TO BE HER REBOUND FROM FUCKING BOOK!DAARIO NAHARIS.
we watched Snow White in my Animation Aesthetics class tonight and like, I haven’t watched that movie in yeeears to be honest, but listen.
let’s just say…….
….. Disney aus.
but with a twist.
Kagome is sweet, faaaaar too trusting Snow White of course. Sorry girl, it fits.
but instead of dwarves it’s like… seven demons/half-demons.
The prince is probably Hojo, I dunno.
but Inuyasha? Inuyasha is Grumpy. Are you even kidding me? ‘Grumpy’ is his middle name. They are practically interchangeable.
and meanwhile you don’t have to change much during the movie you have Snow!Kagome praying for Grumpy!Yasha to like her and baking him a pie with his name on it and him pretending not to want her to kiss him but he’s so twitter-paited over it he runs into a tree and falls in the stream
and meanwhile Prince Hojo comes along singing to kiss her awake at the end (after having done absolutely nothing the whole rest of the movie) and it doesn’t work and Grumpy-Yasha is all “move over” and plants one on her and she wakes up and they live happily ever after in the cottage with all their friends and she doesn’t ride away to a castle and abandon them all for a guy she’s met like once and I’m a little bit bitter about how this movie ended can you tell?
I took inspiration from Batman’s Mr Freeze and his wife Nora for this painting. Before Mr Gold finds out that Belle is alive in Storybrooke, he would look at this snow globe in the shop that held a princess in a golden gown that looked remarkably like her. “This is how I’ll always remember you.” Alternatively, this could be how Regina transferred Belle to Storybrooke, trapped as a figurine specifically to torment Gold.
It was in the march of the winter
I turned seventeen,
That I bought those pills
I thought I would need.
And I wrote a letter to my family
Said it’s not your fault
And you’ve been good to me
Just lately I’ve been feeling
Like I don’t belong
Like the ground’s not mine to walk upon.
And I’ve heard that music
Echo through the house
Where my grandmother drank
And I sat watching a flower
As it was withering
I was embarrassed by its honesty
So I’d prefer to be remembered as a smiling face
Not this fucking wreck
That’s taken its place
So please forgive what I have done
No you can’t stay mad at the setting sun
Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually
There is nothing left to do but sleep
But spring came bearing sunlight
Those persuasive rays
So I gave myself a few more days
My salvation it came, quite suddenly
When Justin spoke very plainly
He said “Of course it’s your decision,
But just so you know,
If you decide to leave,
Soon I will follow”
I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother’s first child
I hope that womb’s not too warm
Cause it’s cold out here
And it’ll be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss
So I’d like to make some changes
Before you arive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won’t see no lies
I will be pure
No, no, I know I will be pure
Like snow, like gold.