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[rbeljedi]

@tallowes:  ❛ cheaters are good for business. ❜ / Jal Haas -  ladies night

“And what business is that?” The master asked incredulously, a playful tilt to his expression.  To some extent, children would be children, but Luke found it a little amusing that the apprentice from Nar Shaada was already running games -- even if they needed to have a talk about that kind of behavior. He’d have to wait until he could do it with a straight face. 

“Give everyone back their things, Jal. Yavin IV isn’t licensed for gambling.  If you want to do that illegally, you’ll have to go hide out in the holds on the Millennium Falcon like everyone else.” 

[prphecybound]

@tallowes / aegon asked: ‘  told  you  not  to  worry ,  but  maybe  that’s  a  lie .  ’       /        billie eilish starters ( accepting )

            Breath stolen from his lungs the moment confession left his twin’s lips, and Rhaegar twisted around, indigo gaze large and concerned. It felt as if Aegon’s words had knocked away the blinds he’d shut before his eyes. As if only now, Rhaegar could see just how pale his brother’s skin had become, or how large and dark the bags beneath Aegon’s eyes had grown. Even his features looked gaunt, though crownprince could have sworn that might have been a trick of the light. 

            Immediately, he reached, drawing his brother closer by the hands as frown dipped Rhaegar’s brows. “ I’m sorry, ” he whispered. “ I  did not see. ” A lazy excuse, a weak reason for neglect. “ We must get some sunlight on your skin, some peace into your bones. Let us ride for Summerhall on the morrow - spend the night beneath the stars. We haven’t done that in so long. It would do both of us some good, I should think. ”

[vernades]

❝You win again.❞ / Portia!

“See, there’s actually a secret to winning at Draughts,” Sypha replied with a smile, Portia and the wizard working to set up their board again with white and purple playing pieces, but like Vesuvia’s own colors. It was an idle way to pass the time, true, but while the library’s complex locking mechanism was being inspected by one of the Countess’ court mages, it left Portia without a library to clean and Sypha without a place to dig through for arcane literature, so waiting while the work was completed was the easiest route to settle upon.

“Besides, I’m starting to think you’re letting me win because I’m new,” Sypha added with a cheeky wink.

[savioer]

          “ the moment you were born, they placed you in my arms , and i looked into your eyes and thought, ‘well, that's a murderer.’ ”

i’ve always never believed in you from crazy ex-girlfriend / @tallowes CRACK OR MODERN

[viragotic]

@tallowes replied to your photo “look at what we could have had, grrm”

[rhaegar weeping bc baby is 2 perfect]

“so when r u gonna fix the laws so i can be queen, dad?”

[quccnnorth-archive]

@tallowes clicked the heart

𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐅𝐅 .  her  eyes  narrow  at  him  slightly ,  the  look  of  disgust  evident  on  delicate  features  as  she  watches  the  scene  before  her  unfold .  truthfully ,  sansa  shouldn’t  be  surprised  at  this  point ,  she  had  known  theon  for  what  felt  like  forever ,  watching  him  womanize  was  just  something  she  had  grown  used  to .  but  it  never  made  it  any  less  infuriating  for  her  to  witness .  ❝  must  you  flirt  with  any  girl  within  a  five  foot  radius  of  you ?  ❞  she  asks  ,  stepping  in  front  of  him .  it’s  clear  she’s  not  amused ,  blue  eyes  rolling  to  the  back  of  her  head . 

[killedinstead]

            Her son was still just a boy, so she wasn’t surprised he fell to the rumors that were whispered about him. Though honestly the fact that they had even started. He was in Slytherin, yes, her house. But she was muggleborn and it certainly did not come from his father’s side. But she did not fault her son for that. “Harry.” Her tone was soft and gentle. “You know none of what they are saying is true--”

@tallowes II sc

[saoildorcha]

sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ / ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴡᴋᴇ / @tallowes

          He doesn’t have siblings himself (none that he remembers), so watching the Hawkes interact is ------ strange. They’re just as liable to try and strangle one another as they are to cling. Whatever animosity lies between them fades in the middle of a fight, or during quieter moments of melancholy reflection.

(There was a third Hawke sibling, before Kirkwall. The younger one’s twin. They don’t talk about her enough for Fenris to know much else than that.)

“Why do you argue?” He asks, in a rare moment of candidness ------ the question asked before he can think better of it. He would blame the wine or the atmosphere if the Hanged Man had a decent sort of either of those things. Well, the words are out, and they’re left relatively to their own devices, so he clarifies. “You defend each other, but you needle one another. It’s... odd.”