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OOC: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MAIN MAN @of-thorns

AAAAH honestly I didn't expect when coming back to tumblr to meet anyone I vibe with so much 😭😭😭 Stayed up way too late last night but already you're such a cherished friend and a great writer and the same brand and braincell; Honestly our messages make me laugh so much and our rps give me so much life thank youuu

I'm so glad to have met you you're absolutely incredible 💯💯💯

Have a happy birthday!!!! 💞

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Way of Thorns by Dichtomy Games

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"You were with Princess Renlee again weren't you? You know Father's going to have a fit once he finds out."

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 Father’s been on my case for the past two weeks, he’s become suspicious. He continues to bring her name up in conversations, gauging my reaction. Not to mention the fact that I’ve been given mediocre cases that an intern could complete. I have to tell her that there’s suspicion, that our visits will have to be bare minimum. I don’t know how to do it, how can I just tell her that? She’s going to punch me in the face, I just know it. I can’t even stand up to my father, work and family comes first, she’s got to understand that. I hope she does. If she doesn’t, then where does that leave us?

Marek

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Let us swim// Closed/ xjoffreya

"Your grace, I wish to ask you if you would like to join me for a picnic for lunch. Just the two of us, no commoners, guards or servants with their ever watchful eyes. If it pleases you of course." His words were filled with confidence, a bright charming smile upon his face. The looked upon her with adoration though that was not necessarily his true feelings, he knew how to play the devoted man and he was good at it.

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Let the competition begin!//OPEN//Male FC

With his hands shoved in his pockets, Marek Tyrell proceeded to watch his older brother Loras work his magic in the jousting arena. The crowd was thunderous, though he’d never admit it but he was consumed with worry. He always had been, he supposed it was natural. The sports they partook in were dangerous, anything could happen. 

White Harbor, it was a large city and currently holding the tournament that both himself and Loras had entered. It had been their first journey in the North without his family and now Loras was in the finals of the jousting. Marek of course was waiting for the sword rounds where he was much more agile. 

He’d hardly noticed the person that had come to stand beside him, he had become so immersed in the action in front of him that his sight seemed to become tunnelled. 

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heiressofdorne said: [ M ]: No lovers at all, stop listening to gossip please.

(Ria) How am I supposed to know what's the truth and what isn't?