Remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave.
Tatiana Maslany, Orphan Black Comic Con panel 2014
The fourth one. Kill. Me.
Natalie Dormer photographed by Nick Kelly, 2013
The cream-and-gold dragon was suckling at her left breast, the green-and-bronze at the right. Her arms cradled them close. The black-and-scarlet beast was draped across her shoulders, its long sinuous neck coiled under her chin. When it saw Jorah, it raised its head and looked at him with eyes as red as coals. (…) As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.
DEAN DOESN’T NEED A ROLL CALL TO GET CAS TO SAY HIS NAME
every time i see this on my dash, i always loose it at “DEEEEAAAAANNN”
I laugh for 5 minutes then reblog it