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The eldest Tyrell is back~

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*sneaks in here*

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“What exactly did they say to you, Jeyne?”

❝Nevermind what they call me.❞ -toywithteats

“Jeyne…Just tell me what they said.”

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“Faith.” He answered, grinning quietly. “Perhaps I did miss you. Are you going to complain?

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     “M’Lord…” She purred. “I’d almost think you missed me and came looking for my company.”

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❝Nevermind what they call me.❞ -toywithteats

"Jeyne...Just tell me what they said."

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Well hello everyone. 

Send me a thing if you wanna plot. 

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Send me "Will you marry me?" and I'll generate a number from 1-30 to see how my muse responds.

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Cinderella (2015) Sentence Meme

There may already be one of these floating around, but I couldn’t find one so I made one myself because this movie is going to be the death of me. Note: This is not spoiler free.

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conqueror-of-lemoncakes:

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Finally! Summer Break had finally started and Sansa could not have been happier! Driving with the top down in her baby blue convertible, she practically raced to the Tyrell’s house. She had texted Margaery the moment she got out letting her know she was headed her way. She and her family had gone on vacation the week prior to school ending. Needless to say, it had been the longs week of Sansa’s school year.

One more year in Kings Landing High and she would be DONE. It couldn’t go by soon enough in Sansa’s opinion. She was over it. The place was filled with liars, and she had no love for any of the people left in that school other than Margaery. They only had one year left, and they were determined to make the best of it starting with the summer of their lives.

Pulling into the drive she noticed Margaerys car missing from the overly large driveway. Frowning, she fished her phone out of her bag only to find a text that Margaery was running late. She had stayed out on the Bay with her parents longer than she had thought they would. Her next text told Sansa to go ahead inside and wait for her. Willas was home and he would let her in.

Groaning, her head fell back against her headrest. Willas. Gods, she couldn’t stand the guy. They had known each other practically their whole lives. Living in the same community, he and rob had become fast friends and her and Margaery too. But Willas was a monster of a child. She could remember it like it was yesterday….

He and Rob had been teasing her one day when Margaery wasn’t around and she was playing with her Barbies. Though Rob told him not to do it, Willas ripped the head off of her favorite doll and all hell broke lose. She had tackled him and wailed on him before her mother pulled her away telling her how unladylike she was acting. Though Willas apologized, and she did too, the two of them had never gotten past it. 

Sighing, she got out of her car and headed for the front door. Figuring that regardless of his presence, she would rather deal with his attitude with her than sit out in the heat waiting for Margaery to get there. She rang the doorbell and knocked a couple times in her signature knock so that Willas would know it was her and waited for him to reach the door.

Willas groaned quietly, rolling over in his bed. His own bed at his parents at least. They had insisted that he come home for at least the summer. It would make his parents and his siblings happy to see him, they had said. Plus it didn't hurt that Robb wanted to come home as well so he could at least have someone other than his brothers or sister to talk to all bloody summer.

It also meant that he wouldn't have to worry about cooking his own meals. Not that Willas minded it. He actually liked cooking but wouldn't admit it to anyone, especially his mother who would cook everything for him. He looked to his phone, frowning when he found a text message from his sister. 

[Text: Baby Rose] Willas! Sansa is coming over! I don't think I'll be home in time but if I'm not, can you let her in? Thanks!!! 

He shook his head and sent a quick message back to her, letting her know he would let the red head in. Willas and Sansa didn't get along, that was true but she was his sister's best friend. He couldn't leave her out in the hot sun even though the thought was tempting. 

Shortly after he rose from his bed, he heard the doorbell ring twice along with a very specific pattern of knocks. "All these years and she still remembers that.." He muttered and jogged down the stairs, smirking a little bit as he opened the door for her. "Sansa. Won't you come in?" He asked with a tilt of his head. He had to be polite. If he was anything less and his grandmother got wind of it...He would be in trouble. "Would you like anything to drink?"

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voskreshenii:

❝Madam/Sir will do.❞ ❝I have to see him/her again.❞ ❝What on earth have you been doing?❞ ❝You shall not go to the ball!❞ ❝It was my mother’s old dress.❞ ❝We were hunting, you see. It’s what’s done.❞ ❝Just because it’s what’s done, doesn’t mean it’s what should be done!❞ ❝Cinder-wench!❞ ❝Oh, ______! You’re so clever.❞ ❝I shouldn’t.❞ ❝A prince is not free to follow his heart. He must marry for the good of the kingdom.❞ ❝I want to tell you a secret that will see you through all the trials that life can offer. ❞ ❝Have courage, and be kind.❞ ❝Where there is kindness, there is goodness. And where there is goodness, there is magic.❞ ❝You have more kindness in your little finger than most people poessess in their whole body.❞ ❝Kindness is free. Love is free.❞ ❝You’re wrong. Love costs us everything.❞ ❝Why? Why are you so cruel?❞ ❝It would be an insult to take you to the palace in these old rags.❞ ❝I forgive you.❞ ❝Will you take me as I am—- an honest country girl who loves you?❞ ❝Will you take me as I am—- an apprentice still learning his trade?❞ ❝I am _______, Your Majesty.❞ ❝They’re all looking at you.❞ ❝Nothing is ever given! For everything, we must pay.❞ ❝We must have a portrait of you painted.❞ ❝I do hate myself in paintings.❞ ❝Who is he/she?❞ ❝Who are you?❞ ❝What do they call you?❞ ❝Nevermind what they call me.❞ ❝You don’t know who I am?❞ ❝I hope to see you again.❞ ❝Run! Quickly, or they’ll catch you! Go!❞ ❝So—- you are courageous to boot. That is a mistake.❞ ❝Do clean yourself up.❞ ❝Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Are you alright?❞ ❝Wake up, _______. You’re in a daze.”❞ ❝A ragged servant girl/boy is what you are, and what you will always be.❞ ❝Excuse me, why are you crying?❞ ❝Are you looking for this? There must be quite a story to go with it.❞   

Cinderella (2015) Sentence Meme

There may already be one of these floating around, but I couldn’t find one so I made one myself because this movie is going to be the death of me. Note: This is not spoiler free.

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Send me "Will you marry me?" and I'll generate a number from 1-30 to see how my muse responds.

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A note about shipping with me

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Your OTP mutually agreeing to be friends with benefits and nothing more. One night, right after orgasm, Person B mutters “I love you” into Person A’s ear. 

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conqueror-of-lemoncakes:

{-squeals at studiousandwiserose -}

Well then. I am happy my return was so well received.

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send me a ☾ for my muse waking up to find yours in their bed in the middle of night

     Sansa felt warmer than she should have. Her dreams were more than inviting and she truly felt disappointed when she felt herself stirring from her slumber. She was having such a good dream, why couldn’t she just always dream and not have to face reality. Groaning with frustration, she turned in her bed trying to get herself comfortable again and startled herself when she found that she was not alone.

     Waking instantly she stared at the form in her bed and smiled. Willas. What was he thinking? He knew she shouldn’t have been here, but she couldn’t help the smile the came to her lips. Her hand reaching out and tracing her fingers lightly over the side of his face, deep in slumber. She dared not to wake him. Curling herself up next to him, she felt his heat warming her once more and she drifted off to sleep. He would be gone before anyone could find out he was there. He always was.

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Well hello everyone. 

Send me a thing if you wanna plot. 

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