You've Seen Me

joannalannister:

"in the end it comes down to butcher’s work"

I can’t do it Mr. White. I’m not a—

Anonymous
"Do you remember all of us together as we grew up under the sun?” thIS MUSIC IS GIVIGN ME STARK FEELS IM SO HURT

NO I DON’T WANT YOUR FEELINGS DON’T DO THIS TO ME

I CAN’T HANDLE THE FEELINGS.

DON’T MAKE ME HURT WITH YOU

NOOooOO

I belong with my brother

fighting for a new world that would rise up like the sun

#NOOO #q 
#nooo 

Further on she came upon a feast of corpses. Savagely slaughtered, the feasters lay strewn across overturned chairs and hacked trestle tables, asprawl in pools of congealing blood. Some had lost limbs, even heads. Severed hands clutched bloody cups, wooden spoons, roast fowl, heels of bread. In a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf. He wore an iron crown and held a leg of lamb in one hand as a king might hold a sceptre, and his eyes followed Dany with mute appeal.

#nooo