My Sister And I Started Joking Abt Casey Frey And Chris Fleming Having Similar Energy So I Saidcasey

my sister and i started joking abt casey frey and chris fleming having similar energy so i said “casey frey vs chris fleming dance battle” and she said “nathan fielder judges”

just got a graphic design degree and they said use your strengths for good

In some moments I look at photoshoots of Gwen in all her fashion glory and I am baffled by the thought that this is the same person who knows kickboxing, can hit you with a sword from the back of a moving horse and spent the better part of 7 years in armor, covered in dirt. 

Curiously it’s the other way round for NCW. Of course he can ride a horse one handed and learn a sword choreo in hours. But then I watch Jaime on screen and take a minute that this is the utter goof who makes tiktoks with his kids and tries out the sheep shear contraption in Greenland. 

First time I watched GOT Arya’s S5 arc really made me frustrated bc of Jaqen H’ghar . Like, when they were at Harrenhall, he was this mysterious, charming guy who’s clearly super intelligent and extremely dangerous and has a interest in Arya (not in a romantic way ffs).

But then what we meet in S5 is this plain, uninteresting guy who barely seems to even acknowledge that Arya exists. None of the traits that made him fun or interesting are there - just a blank slate. I was super dissapointed, until I realized...

...That’s the point.

So I’m thinking this line From Modus for the title:

“But right now, I'm just not strong enough for you”

And the first verse from as  Ew chapter titles(Cold, is it safe to be warm in the summer?).

Its literally so frustrating to concept, plan out and write a 7 chapter Arya murder fic only to get distracted by ANOTHER fucking Greysnow Wall AU. As if there aren’t enough of those.

Can someone please help me figure out the joji song that fits a post ADWD/Season 6 Theon best???

specifically for a Wall AU Greysnow/Snowjoy fic I’m working on.

She realized then, as she spoke the last words, how cold the bathtub tiles are in comparison to the warm water.

She asks herself if this was truly the right thing to to, if she would not regret this later. She does not dare look up at her friend, and focuses on the sound of the water.

She feels vulnerable, as if everyone and anyone were seeing her, mocking her , recognizing her for the failure she truly is.

Despite wearing her clothes, she feels naked.