#ellerybaratheon

Oropher smiled as he touched the flower gently with the tip of his finger. “It’s very pretty…”

She really is like. I’m not even exaggerating but she is so much more beautiful in person, so lovely. I’m sad that she got overwhelmed so quickly tho, the crowd were so fucking rude, when they made her go in they booed her :@ (With our half shouting back at them to shut up of course)

Skye found himself on the ground, clutching his ankle, wincing at the sharp pain shooting through it, looking around for whatever it was he’d tripped over. He tried to get up, but nearly passed out from the pain that shot through him when he moved. He groaned in frustration and pain. “really?”  he asked no one in particular. “really?”  It was late and there was no one around. He decided to test his luck, calling out loudly  “HELP!?”

heeeeeeeyyy *wiggles eyebrows*

Erestor huffed, his hands on his hips. “This is not meant to be cute, it’s meant to show I’m annoyed,” he said, his lips pouting. “Why on Arda did you think it would be appropriate to only bring one tent?!”

“Let’s be honest, who hasn’t had a thing with your dick?”

“Unfortunately for the both of us, attendance is mandatory.” Cersei pursed her  lips,  glancing  at  the clock -- two more hours, two  more  classes,  till home-and-margarita  time. “What were you doing that was so much  more interesting than my class, if I may ask?”

HELLO YOU :3