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hood-bitch:

John Francis Daley 1999 vs 2013

allonsyforever:

but i still want to know how jack harkness became a giant face

theawesomeoneee:

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"He’s choking,” Queen Margaery gasped.
Her grandmother moved to her side. “Help the poor boy!” the Queen of Thorns screeched, in a voice ten times her size. “Dolts! Will you all stand about gaping? Help your king!”
Ser Garlan shoved Tyrion aside and began to pound Joffrey on the back. Ser Osmund Kettleblack ripped open the king’s collar. A fearful high thin sound emerged from the boy’s throat, the sound of a man trying to suck a river through a reed; then it stopped, and that was more terrible still. “Turn him over!” Mace Tyrell bellowed at everyone and no one. “Turn him over, shake him by his heels!” A different voice was calling, “Water,
give him some water!” The High Septon began to pray loudly. Grand Maester Pycelle shouted for someone to help him back to his chambers, to fetch his potions.
Joffrey began to claw at his throat, his nails tearing bloody gouges in the flesh. Beneath the skin, the muscles stood out hard as stone. Prince Tommen was screaming and crying.
He is going to die, Tyrion realized. He felt curiously calm, though pandemonium raged all about him.
They were pounding Joff on the back again, but his face was only growing darker. Dogs were barking, children were wailing, men were shouting useless advice at each other. Half the wedding guests were on their feet, some shoving at each other for a
better view, others rushing for the doors in their haste to get away.
Ser Meryn pried the king’s mouth open to jam a spoon down his throat. As he did, the boy’s eyes met Tyrion’s.
“He has Jaime’s eyes. Only he had never seen Jaime look so scared.”
The boy’s only thirteen. Joffrey was making a dry clacking noise, trying to speak.
His eyes bulged white with terror, and he lifted a hand … reaching for his uncle, or pointing … Is he begging my forgiveness, or does he think I can save him?
“Noooo,”
Cersei wailed, “Father help him, someone help him, my son, my son …
"

- A Storm of Swords - George R.R Martin (via milinoe)
iltedellapocalisse:

I will say this to break every awkward moment of my life from now on

iltedellapocalisse:

I will say this to break every awkward moment of my life from now on

queenoftheimps:

Game of Thrones:  the show where the winners of the “Least Disastrous Wedding” award are somehow Tyrion and Sansa.

the-kings-hand:

Margaery Tyrell, The Little Queen, The Little Rose

the-kings-hand:

Margaery Tyrell, The Little Queen, The Little Rose

tyrionsthrone:

When Joffrey behaves decently, you know something’s wrong.

dreaming-of-absynthe:

When I get married, I’m going to shut all the doors at the reception and have the band play the Rains of Castamere and watch everyone panic.

The northern girl. Winterfell’s daughter. We heard she killed the king with a spell, and afterward changed into a wolf with big leather wings like a bat, and flew out a tower window. But she left the dwarf behind and Cersei means to have his head.