He put his good hand on the marble rail and vaulted over, rolling as he hit the sand. The bear turned at the thump, sniffing, watching this new intruder warily. Jaime scrambled to one knee. Well, what in seven hells do I do now? He filled his fist with sand. “Kingslayer?” he heard Brienne say, astonished.
“Jaime.” He uncoiled, flinging the sand at the bear’s face. The bear mauled the air and roared like blazes.
“What are you doing here?”
“Something stupid. Get behind me.” He circled toward her, putting himself between Brienne and the bear.
ひまわり | とこゆ [pixiv]
Transformation TUESDAY ((two years ago + now))
THIS AINT NO TRANSFORMATION TUESDAY WTF U WENT FROM ANDY MILANOKIS TO BEYONCE DISTANT COUSIN LORD TOUCHED OVER YOUR SOUL GOD IS REAL AMEN
It’s been 84 years.. and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the ship of dreams.. and it was. It really was.
my mom found a birthday card i made for my brother in elementary school
so we opened it up
i implied that i hated him and then drew my own selfie
The posts that pop up during finals week are the best kinds of posts
Zoomed out while taking a picture of my Christmas tree
THE CHEER HAS REACHED CRITICAL MASS