#courtesxes

“So, you’re the famous Lady Sansa Stark, are you?” Willas was in awe of her, for Margaery’s letters had not done the lady justice. It made him all more frustrated that they hadn’t been able to keep their original plan. He would very much have liked to marry her, but Tywin Lannister had dashed that hope, and all he could do was give her the proper, courteous bow.

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courtesxes  ♥’d

    (?╭ ?)  forever traumatised  (✖╭╮✖)

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I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

Jon’s fingers dug into the meat of Stannis’ arms to steady himself, and Stannis’ hand snaked around behind him, pulling their bodies flush together as he forced his leg roughly between Jon’s. He slid his hand into Jon’s hair and yanked his head to one side, exposing Jon’s neck to his hot mouth.