paper dreams

what a glorious and fearless animal blue sargent was…

“Sometimes, as we’re stumbling along in the dark, we hit something good.”

Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.

“I don’t care to be pretty,” Blue shot back hotly, “I care to look on the outside like I look on the inside.”

“I’m the Monster. I’m the mutt. I’m the one Snow has turned into a weapon!” - Mockingjay

Game of thrones + Houses ♥︎

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“Blue,” he warned, but his voice was chaotic. This close, his throat was scented with mint and wool sweater and vinyl car seat, and Gansey, just Gansey. She said, “I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.”

get to know me meme: [18/30] female characters - Elain Archeron Elain had always been gentle and sweet—and I had considered it a different sort of strength. A better strength. To look at the hardness of the world and choose, over and over, to love, to be kind. She had been always so full of light.

I’ve never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other, it feels like I have. It’s like … it’s like there’s only ever been Peter. Like everyone else that came before him, they were all to prepare me for this. I think I see the difference now, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them up close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you. And Peter does. He sees me, and I see him.

female awesome meme; 3/5 mother characters: molly weasley (harry potter) “you – will – never – touch – our – children – again!”

blue sargent —  desperado, superhero, badass.

blue was perfectly aware that it was possible to have a friendship that wasn’t all-encompassing, that wasn’t blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. it was just that now that she’d had this kind, she didn’t want the other.

“Theon,” they seemed to whisper, “Theon.” The old gods, he thought. They know me. They know my name. I was Theon of House Greyjoy. I was a ward of Eddard Stark, a friend and brother to his children. “Please.” He fell to his knees. “A sword, that’s all I ask. Let me die as Theon, not as Reek.” Tears trickled down his cheeks, impossibly warm. “I was ironborn. A son… a son of Pyke, of the islands.”

“I’m the Monster. I’m the mutt. I’m the one Snow has turned into a weapon!” - Mockingjay

“In that one brief moment, I actually wondered if “okay” or something like it might still be possible. But that is how a tragedy like ours or King Lear breaks your heart—by making you believe that the ending might still be happy, until the very last minute.”

But this is all very deceiving. Because the truth is, I am nothing but a coward.