Brienne remembered when she had first laid eyes on the little queen, at King Renly’s camp, surrounded by green knights with golden roses on their breasts and flapping banners of crowned stags.
She had envied her, once. Married to the man that she so desired, happy, healthy and glowing with a somewhat regal essence. Now, as she held her shaking body in her huge arms, her heart broke for her.
I’m reaching a point in my ignoring of that scene story-wise that I’m getting excited for Oathkeeper again.
BECAUSE I WILL NOT ALLOW MYSELF TO FEEL UPSET DURING AN EPISODE CALLED FRIGGEN OATHKEEPER!
BECAUSE NO ONE CAN MAKE ME FEEL ANYTHING BUT A SWELLING HEART WHILE WATCHING THIS REACTION
I am so thirsty for emotional and physical intimacy with someone
I want to nuzzle their neck and lay entwined on my bed and lazily kiss their lips and make them food and get to know every single curve and contour they have
I want to touch someone with my finger tips and make them feel loved
so my boyfriend and I tried roleplaying the other day and we did the whole “professor and bad student who needs to pass” thing, only he wanted to be the professor, so I had to be the horny and failing student. I’m the valedictorian of my senior class of 400 and I have a horrible phobia of flunking, so when he whispered “you’re failing my class, you naughty girl” in my ear, I started crying and we had to stop