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[sweetfridays]

♡ JESSICA ALEXANDER via instagram ( jessalxander )

[infinitebaths]

moots, you wanna send me stuff from this and this sooooo bad ooOOOH

[litmoons-a]

“   i-   ”   he   was   so   caught   up   in   the   heat   of   the   moment   and   now   he’s   left   momentarily   speechless,   shame   washing   over   him.   “   i   get   it,   i   fucked   up.   i   should’ve   never   let   you   go.   ”   but   he   wasn’t   ready   back   then   for   something   serious.   he   is   now.   “   that’s   not   true.   i   just   don’t   want   you   to   be   with   someone   who   makes   you   fucking   cry.   ”   

[infinitebaths]

should he not have? he had seemed plenty fine with leaving her out to dry before. standing before him now, attempts to assess what has changed — if anything. difficult to keep her gaze on him, difficult to hide her shame, with the tears that still glisten in her eyes. the reminder of winnie's boyfriend doesn't help. “ you left me broken in two. ” her voice cracks and new embarrassment pangs in her chest. “ and now that i have a shitty boyfriend, you've finally got something to say? ”

[desiresher]

⋆˚࿔ closed : @infinitebaths !

" stop treating me like i'm a kid ! " words are laced with fire, a weak shove to his chest. he's stronger than her, obviously, as made apparent by the fact her shove barely seems to phase him. of course, posey's father wanted to protect his daughter, his spare heiress. but that didn't mean posey wanted nor needed it. fem snatches her drink back, and downs it in one swallow. " you're not the boss of me ! i don't have to leave just because you say so ! " knows she's acting bratty, but she doesn't care. she's so used to getting her way. with that, she turns around, stomping back towards the bar. the last thing she expects is that he'll follow her.

[infinitebaths]

does not budge a single inch despite all her shoving. all her rage. has dealt with far worse, far more intimidating than her — and hardly blinks. a job he had been assigned, and it was a job he intended to do. didn't matter whether posey liked it or not. “ it may behoove you to realize that i'm not acting like your boss. i am merely doing my job to keep you safe. ” watching her stalk off, reuben nearly gives in to the urge to roll his eyes. but unlike her, he does not succumb to childish whims. shaking his head, he follows after her. one arms snakes around her waist, lifting her easily before turning back toward the door. “ just remember: i tried to do this the easy way. ”

[infinitebaths]

psa : i love angst <3

[periodcostumefantasylover]

Ciri on fire in The Witcher 3x07

[khaleesiie]

a bitter, sharp laugh escapes her his words, a sound that carries no mirth, only the rough edge of a girl who knows her worth is being weighed in dowries and alliances. "entice me? to be bartered like a prize mare to whichever lord can offer my father the most ships or the sharpest swords?" she cuts a sideways glance at him, her violet hues flashing with a dangerous fire before they wander towards the red keep. "i am a dragon, not a songbird to be kept in a gilded cage until some stranger decides to clip my wings." she quickens her pace, frustration clear in every step. "shouldn't you be preparing your own wedding?"

[infinitebaths]

eyebrows raise — even if it's not quite surprise marring the expression. “ would married not be better? then you are free. the worst has happened. ” perhaps not the best perspective on the matter. she was still shackled for life to someone she had no hand in choosing. but — as she so eloquently pointed out — she was a dragon. braxton keeps pace with her easily — unruffled. “ you tame your dragons though, ” he points out. not quite a cage, but dragon did not equal free. derisive snort of laughter escapes him, rolling his eyes. “ my mother has taken it upon herself to plan all of it, along with your sister. seems my help was unwanted, ” words have a bitter bite to it. has little care for planning, but wedding itself seems tedious. over the top, at best. “ if you have yet to find me a wedding present, i would happily accept being fed to your dragon. ”

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the male lets out a low, rough exhale, the sound caught between a laugh and a sigh as he feels the cool brush of her knuckles against his jaw. he closes his eyes, leaning into her familiar touch. the fear of resentment is a ghost he's already wrestled with, but every time he looks at her, the specter vanishes. "a life of ease?" he murmurs, his voice a gentle vibration against her forehead. "i have spent my life in a cage made of gold and lions' teeth. there is no luxury in a home where every smile is a calculation and every conversation a battlefield." he shifts his hand from hers, his fingers tangling in the thick, dark silk of her hair to tilt her face up, forcing her to see the absolute certainty in his gaze. "separating me from my family would be a mercy, not a curse. the only home i have ever truly known is the space between us. if i have to trade my family name for a life with you, i will do it, in a heartbeat. — they'll not change their mind, not for our sake, not for anyone's. "

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a difficulty to fathom what his childhood had been like. to grow up in an environment so hostile, one cold in a way far different from the deep chill of her northern home. while winter arrived often just as her family prophesied, inside the walls of winterfell there was always warmth to be found. love and togetherness. one did not survive the long nights without a sense of community. it was how she knew her father would not immediately dismiss the prospect of her marrying willem — not if it kept his eldest daughter as part of the family unit. melantha knew this deep in her heart. yet it felt unfair: to be calculating ways to keep her family and her home when he was so ready to give his up — for her. staring into the steady certainty of his gaze, she realizes that nothing else will ever compare to his love. it's the only thing to ever make her feel both steady and alive. fingers slide up his jaw, slipping to the back of his neck. “ we shall be quite content in braavos then. don't you think? ” she dips her head to press soft lips against his cheek. “ at least to start off, yes? ”

[fuckyeahbroski]

PAUL ANTHONY KELLY as John F. Kennedy, Jr. Love Story - 1x01 "Pilot"