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“You stupid, stupid fool,” he spat bitterly at the air, pulling back on the reins. They turned around and galloped right over the hoofprints they had just made.
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An awkward kiss and a chance to start over.
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the brightest hour by murakamism
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
29 Sep 2018
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There can be worse things, Rey supposes, than being stuck in this English Romantic Poetry class. Professor Ren—or if you prefer, Professor Byron—is dark, moody, and mysterious. But they run into each other constantly, blessed by fate or sheer luck, and she can no longer deny that there's something inside of both of them that only the other can understand.
Or: Romantic poetry and conversations over black coffee. Dark and light, parchment and leather, push and pull. A companionship borne through snippets. And eventually: how to face the past.
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18 Jan 2021
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It has been some time now since Ser Jorah Mormont was strapped into his armour with the intention of going into battle rather than King’s Landing’s well equipped training ground to run drills with the Knights of the Queensguard, and his Queen is not entirely comfortable with the idea. [Dany x Jorah]
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08 Jun 2019
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“Why are you sitting with him, anyway?” Arya asks abruptly, eyeing Sansa and then the Hound pointedly. “What were you talking about?”
He makes a grumbling noise and snatches the wine jug back from Arya and tops up his goblet. Sansa holds out her cup to him patiently, and after a resigned scowl, he fills it too. She smiles at him, and then says to Arya, “Podrick stole his woman and I was consoling him.”
Arya’s eyebrows raise, and she looks at the Hound with an evil grin. “I don’t blame her. Pod’s a hell of a lot better looking.”
The Hound snorts and drinks his wine. He doesn’t seem to disagree with her.
Sansa hesitates for just a moment before saying, very measuredly, “Actually, I don’t think he is.”
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20 May 2019