i GOT problems

By Warren R.M. Stuart 

Bertil Eklöt, who became the first person to purchase a Brassau

modern asoiaf: rhaegar targaryen

Gif meme » anonymous asked: The Starks + 7 (colours abound)

I will take what is mine with fire and blood.

“I was with her when she died,” Ned reminded the king. “She wanted to come home, to rest beside Brandon and Father.” He could still hear her at times. Promise me, she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. Promise me, Ned. The fever had taken her strength and her voice had been faint as a whisper, but when he gave his word, the fear had gone out of his sister’s eyes.

one ship (friend)  → tyrion lannister Tyrion Lannister, the youngest of Lord Tywin’s brood, and by far the ugliest. All that the gods had given to Cersei and Jaime, they had denied Tyrion. He was a dwarf, half his brother’s height, struggling to keep pace on stunted legs. His head was too large for his body, with a brute’s squashed-in face beneath a swollen shelf of brow. One green eye and one black one peered out from under a lank fall of hair so blond it seemed white. Jon watched him with fascination.

Inspired by (x)

“Jaime… My name is Jaime.”

game of clothes: sansa stark

For seven days the finest knights and noblest lords of the Seven Kingdoms contended with lance and sword in the fields beneath the towering walls of Harrenhal. At night, victors and vanquished alike repaired to the castle’s cavernous Hall of a Hundred Hearths, for feasting and celebration.

house stark of winterfell is one of the great houses of westeros and the principal noble house of the north. in days of old they ruled as kings of winter, but since aegon’s conquest they have been wardens of the north and ruled as lords of winterfell. their seat, winterfell, is an ancient castle renowned for its strength. their sigil is a grey direwolf racing across a field of white. their words are “winter is coming”, one of only a few house mottoes to be a warning rather than a boast

when there was a stark in winterfell, a maiden girl could walk down the kingsroad in her name-day gown and still go unmolested, and travelers could find fire, bread, and salt at many an inn and holdfast. but the nights are colder now, and doors are closed … it was different when there was a stark in winterfell. but the old wolf’s dead and young one’s gone south to play the game of thrones, and all that’s left us is the ghosts. the wolves will come again. and how would you be knowing, boy? i dreamed it.