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I will never understand why some of you have this need to sexualize Lucerys, Elliot was 14 during the show and looked like a fucking child?? Go seek for help
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βββ πππππ, an elusive wraith, shuns minds in disarray, a realm of monotony and weariness, a sanctuary unfit for ππππππππ souls like his.
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I talked about this with some of my friends a few days ago and I still stand with my words
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πππππ ππππ the ring carefully, a brief interlude of silence enveloping the room. His eyes, an pale shade of violet, betrayed no hint of his thoughts, until, like a curtain drawn aside, the facade crumbled. In that fleeting moment, a small smile graced his lips.
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literate οΌ descriptive portrayal of daemon targaryen . may include πππππ content and ππππππ themes such as violence, incest, death, gore οΌ etc .
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