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their arms embraced, and their pinions too;
their lips touch'd not, but had not bade adieu,
as if disjoined by soft-handed slumber,
and ready still past kisses to outnumber
- ode to psyche by john keats
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jaime/brienne eros/psyche au 💘🦋
☀️🏝️ summer lovin' -- a mini album of Jaime and Brienne’s honeymoon in the Summer Isles
My gift for the lovely ao3 user LadyRhiyana for the JB Gift Exchange. One of the tropes they wanted was a summer holiday, so here’s JB spending the day in the beach hehe
doodled that scene in winterkill's kissing strangers where jaime was drinking champagne in his boxers bc its such a visual lmao