fuck, marry, kill: mr. mime, gritty, bjork
I feel like you sent this knowing what I’d say……
Fuck Mr. Mime, Marry Gritty, Kill Bjork
Mr. Mime just looks so slutty and ready
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fuck, marry, kill: mr. mime, gritty, bjork
I feel like you sent this knowing what I’d say……
Fuck Mr. Mime, Marry Gritty, Kill Bjork
Mr. Mime just looks so slutty and ready
so ... do we tell garlan we used edible lube as flavoring in that birthday cake we made him or not?
…….mm. I mean, if we tell him then he’s going to tell Margaery and Willas and like……..I don’t think I want to hear them complain about it for the next 10 years.
{{for @roses-bloom-again }}
Today should have been a day for celebration. It was Renly’s 20th name day and he was holding a Tourney at Storm’s End to celebrate. A young squire had just dressed Renly for his first round in the yard and he eyed the younger man, looking frustrated. “Are you certain that neither of my brothers have arrived?”
“No, my lord,” the squire replied meekly, avoiding Renly’s eyes as he answered honestly. It was an offense like no other. Stannis should have been there, and Robert never turned down a chance to feast and drink, but he did just that.
Renly walked out towards his horse, pulling himself up onto it with little assistance. As he gathered his lance and drove the horse towards the yard, Renly caught sight of him. But was it him? Loras Tyrell? He looked far more beautiful than the last time he’d seen him years ago at Storm’s End. They’d kept in touch through many letters while Renly stayed in Dorne, but the knight had failed to mention this dramatic change. When Renly had seen him last, Loras’ cheekbones were not so defined--his face was rounder then. Now, he was more angular, toned, and gods, his new armor suited him so well. He was beautiful.
Renly was suddenly unsure of how he’d get through the first rounds of the Tourney.
Loras x 3
Exhaustion seeped into every limb of his as Loras finally relaxed his arm and allowed his body to calm. Just moments before he’d had his sword raised, pinning for two unlikely foes. The sweat on his forehead proved that the battle they’d had had been an evenly matched one. It was as if the other men knew his every move. “I will only ask once more. Who- What are you?” The men in question bore a striking resemblance to Loras himself, but he had no twins.
@roses-bloom-again, @rainbowguard
@roses-bloom-again from here
“I’m surprised Grandma hasn’t killed him already. I’ve been waiting to see if I just wake up one day and find out he’s been buried in his backyard.” Trysta grinned, shrugging her shoulders. “‘Mambo Number Five’ isn’t that bad, in moderation. At least it wasn’t ‘What’s New Pussycat’, now that would’ve been cause for murder.”
@roses-bloom-again we did it better
i don't know what to be for halloween but i want to get into the spoopy spirit
Big Halloween Mood right here
I am LIVING