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What little peace and order the five kings left us will not long survive the three queens, I fear. [x]

#got #danerys targaryen #sansa stark #cersei lannister

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Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss a coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.

#got #arya stark

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Sansa says her final farewell to Theon

#sansa stark #theon greyjoy #got spoilers #got

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Jon Snow, everybody.

#jon snow #got #viserion

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Live that way and nothing will surprise you. Everything that happens will be something that you’ve seen before.

#got #sansa stark

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#got #the night king #arya stark

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The many faces of Helena.

Helena Bonham Carter featuring in ‘Red Magazine’ | 25/06/15. Photographer: Jonty Davies.

#helena bonham carter

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#the happiest knight in westeros (◕ω◕✿)

#got #brienne of tarth

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#got spoilers #got

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There has never lived a more loyal squire.

#podrick payne #got

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I would die for Sansa Stark 1/??

#sansa stark #got

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Kit Harington and Rose Leslie on SNL (requested by anon)

#rose leslie #kit harington

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“Sansa’s hair is constantly reflecting the people she’s learning from, or mimicking, or inspired by at the time,”

#got #sansa stark

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#daenerys targaryen #got

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And now I burnt everything down.

#theon greyjoy #got

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GAME OF THRONES SEASON 7 MEME: three characters [2/3]: Theon Greyjoy

#theon greyjoy #got

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SANSAWEEK | day 5: favourite chapter -  A Storm of Swords, Sansa VII

Her boots tore ankle-deep holes into the smooth white surface of the snow, yet made no sound. Sansa drifted past frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were still dreaming. Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.

#sansa stark #asoiaf