People that still blame Ned for telling Cersei of his plans are the same people that say they wouldn't have turned if they were Orpheus, and the common denominator between these two categories of people is how fucking BORING they are. Imagine trying to analyze Oedipus Rex through the prism of how stupid Oedipus was. STOP for the love of god
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dating peter parker !
pinky promises. reads to you. star wars marathons. soft boy. cuddly boy. buys you flowers all the time. visiting pet shop together. random scientific facts pretty much every day. smells like coconut. he hates coffee. loves cinnamon rolls. loves seeing you in dresses. swinging around the city. promise ring. soft kisses on your forehead. would annotate books for you. swiftie swiftie swiftie. loves lakes?? prefers mountains over beach. can't stop talking when he's nervous. sunsets are his favourite place. with you ofc.
To the other maidens he had given white roses, but the one he plucked for her was red. “Sweet lady,” he said, “no victory is half so beautiful as you.”
The last tourney had been different, Sansa reflected. King Robert had staged it in her father's honor. High lords and fabled champions had come from all over the realm to compete, and the whole city had turned out to watch. She remembered the splendor of it : the field of pavilions along the river with a knight's shield hung before each door, the long rows of silken pennants waving in the wind, the gleam of sunlight on bright steel and gilded spurs. The days had rung to the sounds of trumpets and pounding hooves, and the nights had been full of feasts and song. Those had been the most magical days of her life, but they seemed a memory from another age now. Robert Baratheon was dead, and her father as well, beheaded for a traitor on the steps of the Great Sept of Baelor. Now there were three kings in the land, and war raged beyond the Trident while the city filled with desperate men. Small wonder that they had to hold Joff's tournament behind the thick stone walls of the Red Keep
“I hope you joust better than you talk.”
For a moment he looked shocked. But as the song was ending, he burst into a laugh. “No one told me you were clever.”
He has good teeth, she thought, straight and white. And when he smiles, he has the nicest dimples. She ran one finger down his cheek. “Should we ever wed, you'll have to send Saffron back to her father. I'll be all the spice you'll want.”
He grinned. “I will hold you to that promise, my lady. Until that day, may I wear your favor in the tourney ?”
“You may not. It is promised to... another.” She was not sure who as yet, but she knew she would find someone
Does anyone know the fic series of all three Peters and its set during NWH? They are trying to protect the reader from the green goblin because they find out the reader dies in every universe. And there's this one part where the reader goes to Dr strange and uses a mind probe to figure out how she died in the other universes. I don't know if I'm explaining it well, but if someone knows what I'm talking about, pleaseee tell me which series it is cause I've been searching for it, and I can't find it
I found this and thought it might be fun. Unfortunately, I don't know who started/made it. But anyway, all you have to do is bold whatever "flaws" apply to your para(s)!
I'm finally opening my requests for Marvel Universe, go have a look at my Masterlist + Info to have an idea on what I write, so you can requests. I don't have any specific rules, but do hit my inbox if you have any questions!
Here are the characters I will write for... *drum rolls*
PETER PARKER 1
PETER PARKER 2
PETER PARKER 3
TONY STARK
NATASHA ROMANOFF
YELENA BELOVA
STEVE ROGERS
BUCKY BARNES
STEPHEN STRANGE
THOR
LOKI
WANDA
EDDIE BROCK
So here you have it folks!
I can't wait to start working on mcu requests, hopefully you'll be excited as me!
Wheres that one post abt fossils where adults are protecting babies and how they died like that and their last act of sheltering their young is preserved forever.