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Hayatımda çok fazla iyikim var!

Ve her bir iyiki, yeni ve mutlu bir kapı açıyor bana. Her an değil belki ama, çoğu zaman ve genel hal olarak mutlu ve şükran dolu hissediyorum. Ve hayal ettiğim başlangıçlarım, bu başlangıçlarla hayal ettiğim diğer başlangıçlarım birlikte geliyor. İçimde koca umut ve hayallerle bir çok çiçek filizlendiriyor ve büyütüyorum. Büyütemediklerim de var elbet ama göz ardı etmiyorum onları. Zamanı gelip solup dökülenler, yemyeşil kalanlar ya da bir süre sonra tekrar açacak olanların her birini ilgi ve merakla izliyorum. Elbette solup dökülenlere üzülüyorum ama sonra yerine tekrar yenilerini ekebiliyorum. Biliyorum ki tüm süreç farketmek, keşfetmek, öğrenmek ve harekete geçmekle ilgili. -Burçin-

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[aeghon]

@growstrong continued from here

𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖊𝖓, Aegon showed little shame for his actions and hardly ever showed restraint. He would act and speak on impulse, chasing after whatever hedonistic desires he wished to see carried through without thought for consequences. Right now, feeling pleasantly tipsy while the wine supplied a light buzz, he simply wanted Margaery--and not specifically in the way that he typically sought woman out, though he most certainly wouldn't be opposed if it proceeded in such a direction. He enjoyed her company, the way she spoke to him and the gentle touches she'd offer, her good sense of humour and that sweet smile upon those soft lips.

One hand against the small of her back, Aegon swiftly but gently pulled her towards him until she was right where he wanted her. His other hand took hold of her own dainty one, fingers curling around it while he began to gently sway with her atop the balcony overlooking Kings Landing. The night was warm with a soft breeze, the kind that made midnight walks pleasant and peaceful beneath the velvety, starry sky.

❝ I grew bored of my company and sought yours, ❞ Aegon answered easily. It was the truth, too. He enjoyed what time he spent with his cronies, now members of the Kingsguard. They were easy to have a laugh with and unwind with after a particularly long day. But his mind had been on Margaery as of late. She was so effortlessly charming and charismatic. ❝ I prefer it. Would you have mine? ❞

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15%- a relationship might work out between Hermaeus Mora and Margaery Tyrell, but the chance is very small.

@growstrong

[baelisi]

@growstrong 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑❤️

She   stood   tall,   her   silver   hair   billowing   in   the   wind   as   her   dragon,   Moondancer,   hovered   protectively   behind   her.   Her   violet   eyes,   sharp   and   discerning,   fixed   upon   the   approaching   figure   of   Margaery   Tyrell.   She   moved   with   a   grace   that   seemed   almost   unnatural,   her   delicate   steps   barely   stirring   the   grass   beneath   her   feet.   She   learned   not   to   trust   first   impressions.   Margaery's   beauty   was   renowned   across   the   realm,   but   Baela   remained   unimpressed.   She   could   not   forget   the   Tyrells'   silence   following   the   brutal   deaths   of   her   stepbrother,   Prince   Lucerys,   and   her   grandmother,   Princess   Rhaenys.  

The   Hightowers'   machinations   had   left   a   bitter   taste   in   Baela's   mouth,   and   the   Tyrells'   close   association   with   them   only   deepened   her   distrust.   Baela   inclined   her   head   slightly,   acknowledging   the   greeting   without   warmth.   "Lady   Margaery,"   she   replied,   her   tone   cool.   "If   we   are   to   use   proper   titles   I   believe   mine   should   be   Princess."   Baela's   eyes   narrowed   going   straight   to   the   deal   itself,   her   father's   temper   slipping   through.

  "And   yet,   some   alliances   are   forged   in   silence,   while   others   are   cemented   with   actions.   The   Tyrells'   silence   after   the   deaths   of   my   kin   was   deafening."   Baela   remained   unmoved,   her   gaze   steady   and   unyielding,   Moondancer   echoing   her   own   distrust   for   the   moment.   "Words   are   but   wind,   Lady   Margaery.   Alas,   the   rightful   Queen   wants   the   Reach   top   stop   their   vassals,   the   Hightowers."

[aeghon]

@growstrong sent: [ settle ] sender sits on receiver's lap and gets comfortable🧍

𝕬𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖓'𝖘 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖔𝖓 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒, everything about her so effortlessly commanding his attention. The way she moved, the way she carried herself, the confidence and elegance. She was a thing of beauty. Only moments ago, he was sitting upon the chair at an empty table, others having left long ago while he was left with his thoughts.

The sudden invasion of space was a welcomed one, Aegon making no effort to redirect her. Her boldness earned a smile to tug at the corners his lips, the bright and genuine kind that reached his eyes while soft laughter slipped past them. As she settled atop his lap, he wrapped his arms around her slender frame and a warmth blossomed within his chest. It was so simple, so innocent. Yet to someone who had been shown very little physical affection growing up and was made to feel inferior and unworthy, it was everything.

❝ And to what do I owe the pleasure of becoming your chair? ❞ Aegon jested, his gaze lifting to fall upon Margery's face. He admired her porcelain skin--framed by dark locks of hair that fell down neatly in curls and waves--her eyes as blue as ice and her rosebud lips.

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