Oberyn’s smirk faltered into a sad smile as he stepped forward and planted a gentle kiss on her temple, his lips lingering as he whispered with a fever in his voice, “And unbowed, unbent and unbroken you must be.”
concept: modern punk emily kaldwin with tattoo sleeves, leather jackets and skinny jeans, ears pierced multiple times and “fuck if I care” mohawk complete with suburban rat dad corvo who wears oversized sweaters and has 4 dogs on leashes at the pta meeting.
apparently some special new episode of bbc sherlock aired the other day and i didn’t hear or see anything about it and i just want to thank all of you. u kept that shit off my dash and out of my life, a dream i could not have even imagined was possible a mere two years ago. im sure there were people blogging about it, but none of u posted a single thing. i trusted u and u came through. “when there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you” - winston churchill