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SANSA STARK Game of Thrones | 7.04 “The Spoils of War”

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PEDRO PASCAL as OBERYN MARTELL Game of Thrones | 04.06

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You're always here. Always about. Scarcely leave upright most nights. THE GREEN KNIGHT (2021), dir. David Lowery

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The Green Knight / Deleted Scenes / Dessert

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GAME OF THRONES | 3.04

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Charles, my beloved...

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SOPHIE TURNER as SANSA STARK GAME OF THRONES (2011 - 2019)

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HOUSE MARTELL is a noble house founded by Morgan Martell during the Coming of the Andals. Their seat is Sunspear, on Dorne, Westeros. The Martell heir is to be named Prince or Princess of Dorne, as well as Lord or Lady of Sunspear. Their sigil is a gold spear piercing a red sun. The Martell family words are “Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken”. 

A short HISTORY of the NOBLE HOUSES of WESTEROS (11/11)

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I don't know what I am doing... 🫥✏️

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DEV PATEL in THE GREEN KNIGHT (2021)

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GAME OF THRONES | 7x02

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Alicent and Sansa parallels.

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RDR2 + main menu, pt2

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" come. you’re staring at ghosts. " — robb to jon

gone girl rp prompts

The curling smoke from dragon’s fire wafted from the craggy remains of the city. Cersei had set as much of her own city alight as Daenerys had, leaving most of what was left, smoldering ash. The rancid stench of death and excrement hung low on the city like a cloud as the smattering small-folk left standing drifted between the desolation like ghosts. Some wept, their shrieks throaty and haunting, but most were silent as they trod amongst the remainder of the city and what once had been vibrant, lively neighborhoods. Thousands on thousands of innocent lives were given in their pursuit of the throne and even on the precipice of victory, Jon couldn’t help turning his nose at the foul taste. It was a necessary evil, he reminded himself, one made far more severe by the reigning monarch and they’d been forced to answer in kind. The facts did nothing to soothe the hollow in his chest, the nagging thought that they’d made a mistake along the way, as they marched through the ruins, winding their way toward the Red Keep.

Soot and flecked blood was smeared over the sharp lines of Jon’s face, making him look older than he was. Mud was caked in his hair, knotting the curls and pasting them to his scalp and neck. He’d fought with the best of them in the field, never more than a few meters from his brother, who now rode a dappled destrier just ahead. Robb would make a good king, he knew, had never doubted that fact in all the trials of their youth. Despite the Tully red of his hair, Robb was a truer Northerner than any of them. Jon, for his part, was painstakingly exhausted, his mind was flocked with static and his were eyes itchy where he hadn’t slept in days, never once leaving his brother’s side. The fear kept him sharp amongst the fog, the reminder that betrayal always came unexpected, from the dark. 

The Sept of Baelor had been decimated before they’d taken wing from Essos, but even its ruins were awe-inspiring. The polished white marble steps had cracked and crumbled, all but the strongest pillars blown out from the explosion that had killed the remainder of House Tyrell and any hope for a more peaceful resolution to their war. Jon reigned his horse to a stop, allowing the marching ranks of Unsullied to continue on without him as he paused to stare. It was no secret that this is where Ned Stark had been beheaded on manufactured crimes years before, cowed at the steps of the great sept to atone for charges that weren’t his to bear. 

Jon frowned as he took in the sight of what remained, imagining Lord Stark on his knees before the executioner, silent and resolute in the crown’s decision. He felt the lump in his throat at the thought, unable to grieve his father where nothing had stabilized under his feet from that moment on, leaving Jon to roll from grieving one tragedy to the next, unable to catch his breath. 

Robb had noticed his brother’s absence in moments, looking over and then back to where Jon was frozen, resplendent in the glow of the evening before the holy pantheon. The king turned his horse, nodding to the battalion to continue on without him before he came up beside Jon. He was quiet for several moments, taking in what was left of the temple of foreign gods before realizing what Jon what doing and where his mind had gone. Robb’s relationship with their father had been the more complicated of the two, and though he missed his father, his eldest trueborn son held no reverie in his death. 

“Come,” Robb offered gently, rousing Jon from his daydream at the sound of his voice, “You’re staring at ghosts.”

Jon blinked back to himself, the set of his jaw gone slack and the stony expression on his face softened at the sound of his brother. He turned over his shoulder to where Robb waited, smiling gently in return and thankful for the lifeline lest he wander too far back into the past. There was still much to be done where the Red Keep remained unexplored—Cersei Lannister likely hid like a snake poised to strike amongst the rubble. Dragons still wheeled overhead, charting their progress through the city before Daenerys touched down at the barbican and the three of them would continue on together.

#the only aus i want are ones where robb is alive tbh #jon snow . ( prose ) #meme response . #ofapocrypha

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PEDRO PASCAL as OBERYN MARTELL Game of Thrones - 4.01

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SIR GAWAIN | dev patel | The Green Knight (2022)

Favorite Performances   ↪ 11/?

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HANNIBAL  /  3x13  /  THE WRATH OF THE LAMB

     ⤷     “i’ll say pretty please.”

#v topical given the drabble i just wrote #hannibal like oh i love it when you manipulate me will ur so pretty just this once #hannibal lecter . ( imagery ) #hannibalwill dyn