You've Seen Me

just to be alive is a magic art

“He needs his father to show him the way. What way are you going to show him? He can shoot, we know that. What’s his life going to be? What’s yours?” — Rick & Carl

bigbeewolf:

stages of grief

#twd #babies 

you’re my head start \ you’re my rugged heart


Red eyes, red mouth, white fur. Blood and bone, like a heart tree. He belongs to the old gods, this one. And he alone of all the direwolves was white. Six pups they found in the late summer snows, him and Robb; five that were grey and black and brown, for the five Starks, and one white, as white as Snow.

‘You’re mine,’ she whispered. ‘Mine, as I’m yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first, we’ll live.’

screencap memejon/ygritte + touch me
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Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. Who knows?

jon/ygritte uni au because i can’t draw anything but aus

“There’s been no one,” he confessed. “Only you.” 

I know one thing. I know that you are wildling to the bone. It was easy to forget that sometimes, when they were laughing together, or kissing. But then one of them would say something, or do something, and he would suddenly be reminded of the wall between their worlds.