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starter for @antihcroes  ( loras tyrell )

he’s quick to blame it on the weather ,  his slow - mindedness .  the heat must be making him sluggish ,  but truth was he had never minded it before .  sunlight was always a fond memory ,  the breath of heat on his lips like a lover’s kiss ,  but the only other option is to admit that these nightmares had taken their hold on him .  even when he did not sleep ,  he saw them .  he’s become terrified of shadows in the light of day .  today ,  he called out of work because he woke this morning with a scream on his lips and was certain he’d be able to think of nothing but the dream all day .  but the sun on his face has the thought rescinding , sitting in the grass with an unopened book balanced on his knee as he people - watches .  one face catches his eye and though renly must admit he is attractive ,  he feels as though his gaze has stopped for a deeper reason .  he didn’t mean to stare ,  but it isn’t long before their eyes meet and renly quickly averts his gaze ,  clearing his throat like he wishes he could clear his head .

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WYLDSOULX.

margaery didn’t know where she had been going that morning, but she felt the need to go for a stroll in the sun. oh how she loved the sun, the way that the rays beamed down onto her skin, it made her smile, and the way the flowers were in full bloom – it reminded her of high garden. a voice caused her to frown, and she tilted her head to the side before turning fully to see a male heading her way, chasing what seemed to be papers? thankfully it was just about to pass her, but she reached down to take a hold of them. “these what you looking for?” margaery chuckled softly, trying to tidy up the papers, before looking up at the other, her eyes sparkling beautifully. he was so familiar, and of course it didn’t take long to figure out why. “uh… everything alright?” she didn’t want to startle the other, she knew that some came into this world unaware of their past.

he let out a sigh of relief when he saw the other reach out and rescue his work .  it wouldn’t have been the end of the world ,  but he’d written some important notes he hadn’t wanted to lose .  “ thank you so much , ” as he speaks ,  he meets her eyes and falters for just a moment .  though he’d never be attracted to her ,  he must admit she’s beautiful ,  quite possibly the most lovely woman he’s ever seen .  “ yes , ” he answers ,  letting out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding .  “ sorry , ”  he took the papers from her ,  but couldn’t bring himself to end their interaction there .  “ i’ve been a bit distracted of late ,  let me buy you a coffee ?  to say thank you properly . ”

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starter for @baratheonburnt 

it’s no one’s fault but his own .  he’s hardly paying attention when the group of children run by ,  parting in his path like a sea until one doesn’t notice him and slams into his front side ,  spilling his coffee down his chin ,  neck and shirt as he raises it to his lips for a drink .  the boy is gone in a blink ,  of course ,  the mess he’s left behind forgotten and renly can hardly bring himself to be mad about it .  chuckling softly ,  he approached the nearest shop ,  intruding on someone at their table .  “ excuse me ,  but could i just borrow some napkins , ” the question is a courtesy ,  and he’s reaching for the dispenser on the table before they’ve answered .

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starter for @wyldsoulx  ( margaery tyrell )

he’d always enjoyed the sun ,  never one for dreary weather or complaining that it got too hot .  on a cloudless day like today ,  he could usually be found sitting outside a cafe with an iced tea as he went over his work .  it was something he was passionate about ,  but recently he’d found himself distracted each time he set himself to a task .  he was hardly even paying attention when a gust of wind carried a few of his papers off wildly .  “ no ,  wait ! ”  he exclaimed ,  starting after the runaway papers .

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The bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and-twenty, and still he played his games. “Look at me, I’m a king,” Cressen thought sadly. Oh, Renly, Renly, dear sweet child, do you know what you are doing?