J&J: The Fangirl Side

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A kraken too far from the sea.

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lamamama:

Basically what I hear whenever Joffrey’s on screen

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First set photo of season 3! A direwolf model. Nice.

Ahahahahaha. Portable direwolves. I just…

Look, my family makes a full roast pig in a box every year on Christmas Eve (Noche Buena, natch) and this just looks like someone was trying very hard to recreate that without the pig. 

But yay, Direwolves!

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we were born to be alone
everybody all alone
born alone to be alone
we’ll stand alone forever
standing on the world alone
learning how to stand alone
and always to be alone
we’ll be alone forever

Why do I like Theon so much? He really is not a good person…

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Despite sharing the name, Tony Stark is not the heir to Winterfell and should stop shouting “Winter is Coming!” as a battlecry.]

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fallenangel261:

My hero <3

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rekkka:

Wildling to the bone

I just see Gwen. And it’s awesome. Like, instead of going off and being the typist for that telephone guy, she just got on a train and went North. And after she passed Hogwarts and saw it already had some badass redheads, she kept going. Until she got to a place where the snow piled down and the wind was fierce and people treated her like a person, like a free woman. And she thought she could stay here. It’s hard work, but she’s never been afraid of a little hard work.

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I actually thought this the other day. Especially re: Stannis. The man is the walking personification of a Grammerphile…

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Oh Jon, you sure know how to charm ‘em ladies.

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“The sea meant freedom to the men of the Iron Islands. He had forgotten that until the Myraham had raised sail at Seagard. The sounds brought old feelings back; the creak of wood and rope, the captain’s shouted commands, the snap of the sails as the wind filled them, each as familiar as the beating of his own heart, and as comforting. I must remember this, Theon vowed to himself. I must never go far from the sea again.”

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