Robb Stark + happiness
(Requested by donnanobl)
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Slytherin!Harry AU (x)
#slytherin harry would have been the ultimate choice from an authorial perspective#the chosen one coming out of a house disgraced by racism and the dark arts#a living testament to the fact that slytherin house is the fast track to greatness and that good or evil is a CHOICE#also harry already had a brush with slytherin during his sorting and can speak parseltounge and all that awesome stuff#because lets be real harry is brave as hell but hes also cunning, determined to survive#a little duplicitious#and thrives on praise#slytherin harry could be besties with ron AND close to Draco#he could break down interhouse prejudice and be the bright light in a noble house that has fallen into darkness#he could put an end to the honestly awful Griffyndor/Slytherin bullying that GOES BOTH WAYS because screw this idea that you have to choose a side, that you have to compete with people who are different than you#and he could struggle with his inner demons the whole time#because characters that could easily go bad who get up every day choosing to be good will always be more important to me than inhernetly good ones
girls go to the bathroom together because they have to perform hourly rituals to the dark lord satan. this is a fact
i am girl i can confirm this
The whole way from Dorne, all anyone talked about was the monster that had been born to Tywin Lannister. A head twice the size of his body, a tail between his legs, claws, one red eye. The privates of both a girl and a boy.
When we met your sister she promised she would show you to us. Everyday we would ask. Every day she would say, “Soon.”
Then, she and your brother took us to your nursery, and… she unveiled the freak. Your head was a bit large, your arms and legs were a bit small, but no claw. No red eye. No tail between your legs. Just a tiny, pink cock. We didn’t try to hide our disappointment.
To go north, you must journey south. To reach the west, you must go east. To go forward you must go back, and to touch the light you must pass beneath the shadow.
happy trails to the company of the cripple of inishmaan
I do belong here. These bad people are what I’m good at. Outtalking them, outthinking them. It’s what I am. And I like it. I like it more than anything I’ve ever done.
Tyrion Lannister Week - Day 1 - Favorite Season // Season 2