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my lowest moment in life is when my class was taking history finals & cypher pt 3 played at full volume and everyone looked at me

bookhousestark:ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 ↳ Day 6: Book momentsThat night she went to sleebookhousestark:ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 ↳ Day 6: Book momentsThat night she went to sleebookhousestark:ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 ↳ Day 6: Book momentsThat night she went to sleebookhousestark:ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022 ↳ Day 6: Book momentsThat night she went to slee

bookhousestark:

ARYA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH 2022
Day 6: Book moments

That night she went to sleep thinking of her mother, and wondering if she should kill the Hound in his sleep and rescue Lady Catelyn herself. When she closed her eyes she saw her mother’sfaceagainst the back of her eyelids. She’s so close I could almost smell her…

…and then she could smell her. The scent was faint beneath the other smells, beneath moss and mud and water, and the stench of rotting reeds and rotting men. She padded slowly through the soft ground to the river’s edge, lapped up a drink, the lifted her head to sniff. The sky was grey and thick with cloud, the river green and full of floating things. Dead men clogged the shallows, some still moving as the water pushed them, others washed up on the banks. Her brothers and sisters swarmed around them, tearing at the rich ripe flesh.

…her jaw closed around a pale white arm. She shook it to make it move, but there was only death and blood in her mouth. By now she was tiring, and it was all she could do to pull the body back to shore. As she dragged it up the muddy bank, one of her little brothers came prowling, his tongue lolling from his mouth. She had to snarl to drive him off, or else he would have fed. Only then did she stop to shake the water from her fur. The white thing lay facedown in the mud, her dead flesh wrinkled and pale, cold blood trickling from her throat. Rise, she thought. Rise and eat and run with us.

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When morning came, the Hound did not need to shout at Arya or shake her awake. She had woken before him for a change, and even watered the horses. They broke their fast in silence, until Sandor said, “This thing about your mother…”

“It doesn’t matter,” Arya said in a dull voice. “I know she’s dead. I saw her in a dream.”


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What is wrong with me? I feel like no one needs me. I’m so lonely. I fuck up everything and everyone. I’m so useless and I’m sick of it.. Give me one reason why should l stay alive..

dailylmedits: Perrie Edwards – Think About Us (at the BRITs Are Coming) dailylmedits: Perrie Edwards – Think About Us (at the BRITs Are Coming) dailylmedits: Perrie Edwards – Think About Us (at the BRITs Are Coming)

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Perrie Edwards – Think About Us (at the BRITs Are Coming)


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mysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was hmysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was hmysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was hmysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was hmysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was hmysticsrose: books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller“Name one hero who was h

mysticsrose:

books i read in 2018: the song of achilles by madeline miller

“Name one hero who was happy.“
I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason’s children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus’ back.
“You can’t.” He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
“I can’t.”
“I know. They never let you be famous AND happy.” He lifted an eyebrow. “I’ll tell you a secret.”
“Tell me.” I loved it when he was like this.
“I’m going to be the first.” He took my palm and held it to his. “Swear it.”
“Why me?”
“Because you’re the reason. Swear it.”
“I swear it,” I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.


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stream: There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go.stream: There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go.stream: There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go.stream: There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go.stream: There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go.

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There was that bedroom that you didn’t want me to go into. That’s it. That’s where we’ll go. — Look, we don’t have to go back through it all again. We can just talk. I’ll tell you everything. I’m just begging you, don’t make us go there again.

MOONKNIGHT| 1x05 “Asylum”


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samwellbittty:

robinminustherichard:

Okay but where is my meet cute AU where the Falcs do a “win a day with a falconer” auction and Jack is being bid on and my child looks so awkward and slightly terrified, gets won by mysterious gentleman in the back and silently dreads the day he’ll have to spend with this guy only to realize the guy is the most angelic southern cutie he’s ever seen, who bid on him because “sweetheart you looked so scared that 80-year old widower in the Leopard jumpsuit was going to win you I had to bid”???????

Sorry. I wrote the fic (Part 1 of 2???)

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Jack knows this is part of their “make Jack Zimmermann into an actual-human” plan, that it’s good for press, for the team, and for charities. That doesn’t mean it’s any less intimidating. It sort of helps that Tater and Poots are in the same boat, but only for the weeks leading up to, not when he’s seconds away from standing on a stage and being bid on.  

“You will do good, Zimmbonni!” Tater had clapped his back. Jack took a moment to wince and roll out his shoulder while they filed out of George’s office, the knowledge of this event making Tater grin like a child and Poots blush. “Maybe take off shirt, have girls bid, yes?”

At that, Poots had laughed, “With that face he won’t have to, Tates.”

Tater stopped Jack in his tracks and grabbed his cheeks, “Maybe smile then, ok?”

Jack playfully swatted him away and went, “Okay.”

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