THEME BY MARAUDERSMAPS
so in love with the wrong world


Seems that I have been held
in some dreaming state,
a tourist in the waking world
never quite awake


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frompillow:

“Wolfboy, it’s better through closed eyes.”

frompillow:

“Wolfboy, it’s better through closed eyes.”

“My queen,” the big man said slowly, “all you say is true. But Rhaegar lost on the Trident. He lost the battle, he lost the war, he lost the kingdom, and he lost his life. His blood swirled downriver with the rubies from his breastplate, and Robert the Usurper rode over his corpse to steal the Iron Throne. Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, Rhaegar fought honorably. And Rhaegar died.”

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Song: Didn't know where to put it?
Artist: I know where to put it.
Album: He's called Snow because he's a bastard of the North.
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klausthebootymikaelson:

You’re Ned Stark’s Bastard, aren’t you?

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Emilia Clarke & forgetting she’s not actually Dany


Rickon Stark, King in the North ♔ 
He is as fierce as the winter winds, as cold as the frozen north, as unforgiving as the harsh wilderness. They say he and his wolf are one, as dark and ruthless as one another. They say he can slip into the wolf’s hide and they hunt. A fearsome creature, basked in stealth and strength. They prowl the night, looking for those who wronged their family, and when they find them: they feast. Rickon and his wolf are the North, and the North does not forget, the North remembers. 
Winter is coming… and so is the black wolf.

Rickon Stark, King in the North ♔

He is as fierce as the winter winds, as cold as the frozen north, as unforgiving as the harsh wilderness. They say he and his wolf are one, as dark and ruthless as one another. They say he can slip into the wolf’s hide and they hunt. A fearsome creature, basked in stealth and strength. They prowl the night, looking for those who wronged their family, and when they find them: they feast. Rickon and his wolf are the North, and the North does not forget, the North remembers.

Winter is coming… and so is the black wolf.