"u only care about yourself"
i also care about videogames
Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
Mom: You’ve been playing that thing for like 4 hours now, aren’t you tired?
Me: Mom you fucking casual
this will be the first generation of moms that know you’re unable to pause a multiplayer game
♕ "…A dragon is no slave." And Dany swept the lash down as hard as she could across the slaver’s face. Kraznys screamed and staggered back, the blood running red down his cheeks into his perfused beard. The harpy’s fingers had torn his features half to pieces with one slash, but she did not pause to contemplate the ruin. "Drogon," she sang out loudly, sweetly, all her fear forgotton, "Dracarys.”….