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𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙚 : 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒎.

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you can find me now @floreits ♡

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@devourshope​,    𝖢𝖮𝖱𝖯𝖠𝖭𝖦𝖠  𝖧𝖠𝖲  𝖡𝖤𝖤𝖭  𝖬𝖠𝖱𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖣  𝖥𝖮𝖱  20  𝖸𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖲  (  and one day.  )

topanga bumps her shoulder into cory’s gently as they walk along the new york city streets while her heels click on the cement with each step.   “okay,    i’ve been patient enough!  i waited an entire block and a half before asking  ----  where else could we possibly be going?”   she stops abruptly while takes hold of his hands in one motion,   a smile that reaches her eyes taking over her face.   “this entire day has been perfect,   cory.   twenty years and i’ve only managed to love you more.”

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𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙳𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁, 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸 𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙳𝙸𝙴 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 .

𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋       ,       with       an       𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃  𝙾𝙵  𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳       who       speaks       in       foreign       tongues      .       whose       vowels       are       the       sound       of       metal       clashing       .    𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑      ,       with         fire         𝙸𝙽  𝙷𝙴𝚁  𝚅𝙴𝙸𝙽𝚂         &         armor         beneath         her         skin         who         crushes         the         earth         beneath         her         feet         .      𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋      ,       hair       streaked       with       daggers       &       iron       filling       her       lungs         .         each         breath        (    𝙸𝙽𝚅𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙻𝚈    𝚃𝙾𝚇𝙸𝙲     )         .       𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒     ,       with           lips           made           of           glass           &           a            voice           cut           from           steel           .           features           born           from           thunder           &           battle           .           𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐄            ,            a            grin            made            from            war            &            eyes            flecked            with            ash.              striding              ,              powerful              ,              into              the              arms              of              death              .

daenerys  targaryen   —     game  of  thrones.   +   major headcanon     divergent.     written by ele   (18+).     personal     blogs    ,     please    do not     interact    !

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Happy 33rd Birthday, Emilia Clarke! ♔

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@valyriqn​​  featuring  a  trusted  friend,    𝖣𝖮𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖧.

fingers skillfully lace together strands of valyrian silver,   the warm breeze of dorne flooding the room causing her silk dress to cling to her legs.   “   i am not worthy of such generosity your grace.   ”   doreah’s fingers continue to weave daenerys’ hair together ornately while the sound of her calming voice floats in the air.   “   this dress is beyond anything i could have ever dreamt of.   why you gifted it to me is beyond my understanding.   ”

a moment after securing dany’s hair,   doreah grabs a brush to gently comb through the loose,  flowing strands that were free of the intricate braid.   “   a dress of this beauty was not crafted for a girl raised in a pleasure house.   really,   you should take it back for yourself   ━   it is much more fit for a queen.   ”   

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llttlethief·,    𝖬𝖤𝖫𝖤.

❛ ❛      right    now    everything    looks    so    strange    to    me     .  .  .     as    if    i    don’t    belong    here.      ❜ ❜

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“    don’t be worried,    it will all start to seem normal soon.   ”   corin relaxes,   contentment radiating from her pores and filling the area.   “   you belong among us,   there is no doubt.   you are one of a kind.   ”   there’s a brief pause as eyes of darkened red land back on the volturi’s newest addition.   “  how have you spent your years until now,   dear one?   ”

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she is moonlight and shadows. you are the sun, and the breeze. you seek the warmth of her embrace, find comfort in the soothing lilt of her voice as she speaks in the dead of night. by day, you watch as she soars above the heavens and you wonder if it’s possible to dream whilst still awake   -   ind. queen aurora of disney’s maleficent, penned by reign.

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seasonal aesthetics,      LYANNA   MORMONT . repost, don’t reblog!

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑.     a chill right down to the bones.   tobogganing.   teeth chattering.   sleeping all day.   sitting by the fireplace.   spending time with family.   layered clothing.   seeing another’s breath.   loving the cold.   a state of inactivity.   cold hands.   blistering winds shaking the closed windows.   a bookcase full of brand new books and all of the time in the world to read them.   cable knit socks.   a bitter remark.   a log cabin in the middle of nowhere.   hating the cold.  full length windows to peer out of.   pale skin.   deep conversations.   watching the snow fall.   sharp  edges.   hot cocoa.   smelling every candle in the store.   a wild snow storm.   melancholy.   lighting candles around the bathtub.   snow globes.   expressing yourself but never finding quite the right words.   the softest of blankets.   liking, but not loving something or someone.

𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆.     the smell after it rains.   being in control of yourself.   a soft breeze blowing your hair.   lightning when it strikes.   cherry blossoms.   bright mornings.   the first sign of hope.  the relief of finding something you lost.  paris in the spring.  birds chirping.   the art of growing.  a kiss on the cheek.  the clap of thunder.  a tornado in the valley.  smiling at a stranger. planning.  saccharine pinks.   making promises.   trying something new.   hugs when you need them most.   a bee sting.   sitting on the steps of the met.   coming inside drenched from the thunderstorm.  picnics on a red checkered blanket in the new sun.   that feeling you get when you put on a good dress.   a long hike.   rushing when you can take your time.   going to the gym/training at ungodly hours.   excitement for what’s coming.   becoming yourself.   rain boots.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑.     lanterns lit around a campfire.   seeing the sunrise like it’s the first time again and again.   melting ice cream.   the warmth of sun rays upon skin.   fireworks.   the feeling of never wanting something to end.   beach days.   the lone blow up floaty left in the pool.   drifting with the warm nights breeze and nothing else.   music blasting at 3am.   loud and proud.   palms trees on sunset boulevard.   longer days and shorter nights.   wanderlust.   nights spent staring at the stars.   sand castles.   road trips.   blood orange sunsets.   leaving the laundry to hang outside.   flowers in bloom.   sneaking out of your room late at night.   pure contentment.   barefoot in the sand.   the street lights coming on.   the sound of the ocean in a seashell.   freshly squeezed lemonade.   loose clothing.   a cannonball into the pool.  sunflowers.   the hazy pink before dusk.   relaxation.

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋.   the leaves changing colors.  a heavy backpack.   the smell of old books.   eating until you’re stuffed.   deep, dark woods.   the silence in loudness ( the loudness in silence ).   abandoned houses.   ripped jeans.  crunching leaves beneath feet.  feeling like you’ve been somewhere before.   sitting at a bay window.   having endless amount of work.   charcoal drawings.   screaming into a pillow as loud as you can.   pumpkin patches.   creaky floorboards.   accepting that some things do have to change.   museums.   small talk!!!   being ignored.   procrastinating.   a door slamming shut.   going to bed early.   baking pies.   the fear of walking alone in the dark.  feeling completely and terribly lost.   a twig snapping.   crisp, cool days.   belly laughter after crying.  converse.   foggy mornings at the shoreline.   writing a daily entry in a journal.  a lonely day.

tagged by : @snowbrn thank u friendo!!! tagging : @blockbustertm, @notwench, @pyrebirth, @faeraisd, @powaer​  +  anyone else who wants to and make sure to @ me so i can read them ok ok !!!

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5'2 but my attitude 6'1

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does anyyyyybody want a starter maybe?   i’m working on some (+ replies) that i owe right now and i honestly!!! I’M UP FOR MORE 

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i have a biology test tomorrow so i’m not going to be writing / answering ims tonight. BUT, feel free to like this and i’ll get to them tomorrow!!

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*   &   ⌒   @grimoirae featuring shelby’s girl,  𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖮𝖱𝖢𝖮𝖱𝖠𝖭.

“    okay,   mother dearest ━━   ”   beth plops down on the couch next to shelby,   the bowl of freshly stove - popped popcorn in one arm and a notepad and pen in the other.   “   as the month of october has rolled around,   it is officially time to take our poll.   ”   even as years passed,   the children in tiny elsa costumes were still wandering the streets with a plastic jack-o-lantern clutched in their hand.   “   since i went first last year,   it’s your turn to be the first contestant on : guess the elsa’s !   ”   beth chuckles,   setting the bowl between them and transferring the pen into her right hand.   “   so   ...   how many elsa’s do you expect to have seen wandering the streets by hour three of trick-or-treating?   ”

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when i say i love lyanna mormont ....    i!!!! love!!!! lyanna!!!! mormont!!!!