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lucithor:

Bucky interrupting awkward silences with “man, I would give my left arm for a burger right now” and everybody freezes for a second until Steve lets out a really ugly snort and just starts pissing himself laughing

Oberyn Nymeros Martell, Tyrion muttered under his breath as he fell in beside the man. The Red Viper of Dorne. And what in the seven hells am I supposed to do with him? He knew the man only by reputation, to be sure… but the reputation was fearsome. When he was no more than sixteen, Prince Oberyn had been found abed with the paramour of old Lord Yronwood, a huge man of fierce repute and short temper. A duel ensued, though in view of the prince’s youth and high birth, it was only to first blood. Both men took cuts, and honor was satisfied. Yet Prince Oberyn soon recovered, while Lord Yronwood’s wounds festered and killed him. Afterward men whispered that Oberyn had fought with a poisoned sword, and ever thereafter friends and foes alike called him the Red Viper. 

"When I was younger it really sucked, because I think a lot of the other characters were fan favourites. When you’re 13 and you don’t really understand the business and your best friend is getting a lot of love and you’re getting a lot of hate… well, it was difficult. I don’t know, I just kind of make Sansa my own, and I hope people understand her. That’s what I want – I want understanding rather than whether they like her or they hate her." — Sophie Turner for YOU Mag (2014) [x]

you know how the game works: disorder, war, all it takes is one step.


"He has a face that projects a very distinct dark side," says Captain America director Joe Johnston, who adds, “He reminds me of a young Brando in the way he moves—very graceful, in a masculine way.”

"He has a face that projects a very distinct dark side," says Captain America director Joe Johnston, who adds, “He reminds me of a young Brando in the way he moves—very graceful, in a masculine way.”

Lovely (2013)
Twenty One Pilots //

Dear friend, here we are again pretending
To understand how you think your world is ending
Sending signals and red flags in waves
It’s hard to tell the difference between blood and water these days
I’ll pray that one day you see
The only difference between life and dying
Is one is trying, that’s all we’re called to do
So try to love me and I’ll try to save you.

innercitylights:

i fuckin hate the type of person who enters a room when a show is on and starts talking. what the fuck is wrong with you. who the fuck raised you. are you an animal. get out of my house

"Something wrong with your leg, boy? Can you walk or I’ve got to carry you? Fine little blade, maybe I’ll pick my teeth with it.”