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hardertctame replied to your post “.”
( What in the word is Sandry?! I rlly hope it doesn't include whom I think I does... )
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hello! my URL, please, if you're still accepting. ^^
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Do I Follow Them?: Happily
Why Did I Follow Them?: CAUSE ARYA IS A PRECIOUS BBY WITH A COMPLEX AND INTERESTING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND SANSA NEEDS HER SISTER
Do We Role Play?: We’ve had one thread, but I would happy to have more.
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Yes.
An AU Idea For Our Muses: I think it would be really cool to see Arya try and teach Sansa some basic self-defense.
A Song For Our Muses: Secret for the Mad - Dodie Clark
Do I Ship Our Muses?: Nah.
What I Think About The Mun: Very sweet and understanding and they seem like a generally cool person. I hope to get to know them better.
Overall Opinion: Really great, really wonderful writer. I love how they write Arya and I look forward to writing more with them and exploring the complicated relationship between Sansa and Arya.
Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
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“How do you do it?” Sansa asked, taking in a deep breath. “How do you SLEEP at night thinking about what you’ve done?” Lord Baelish had deserved it after what he had done to their family, but that didn’t stop the NIGHTMARES from haunting her still.
condensation allows his warm breath to appear within the cold air of the north, and he clutches his lord commander’s cloak close to his body. eyes of grey flicker to the sky, watching the old bear’s raven soar overhead, flapping its wings every once in awhile as it circles the training grounds of castle black. today is the arrival of new blood—-thieves and rapists, lowborn lawbreakers and highborn outcasts, but never some as stupid as he, willing to join the night’s watch. beside him sits his faithful companion, ghost, white as the snow melting in his dark brown hair, with piercing eyes of red, studying the gates as they begin to open, the creaking of old hinges left to fill the silence. he rests a gloved palm atop his furry companion’s head, and examines the individuals who pass through.
four boys and three men are led in, either appearing too frightened or too uncaring for their own good. jon grits his teeth. this isn’t the life they wanted, no, but it is the life the gods dealt them, and they ought to get used to it. “ welcome t’ castle black, gentlemen, ” he greets them with a curt nod. only one of the soon-to-be-brothers holds his gaze—-one of the children, the only child to seem uncaring of his predicament. “ you’ve been on the road, so i’m guessin’ word hasn’t gotten t’ ya yet about our lord commander. jeor mormont is no longer with us, and i have been appointed as the new lord commander of the night’s watch. you may address me as lord commander snow. ”
as if on cue, the raven in the sky lands, perching itself atop jon’s right shoulder. “ snow! snow! ” is squawks, and from his cloak pocket, jon feeds it a kernel of corn. “ bowen marsh, our lord steward, will show you lot to your quarters. you’ll be sayin’ your vows soon enough, an’ we have both a sept an’ a godswood t’ do so at. now, as you can see, castle black has run across some... problems, as o’ late, thanks t’ the wildlin’s beyond the wall. it’s thanks t’ his grace, stannis baratheon, that we weren’t overrun. he an’ his men’ll be stayin’ here for awhile, so do try t’ get along with ‘em, even if ya aren’t in support o’ him bein’ king. remember—-the night’s watch does not meddle in politics, so please do set aside any ill feelings you may have towards him. ”
still, jon feels that same set of eyes upon him; the boy hasn’t taken them off of him since he’d arrived. the gaze is somehow familiar, yet jon cannot place it... he clears his throat. “ i’ve matters to attend to. make yourself comfortable. ”
@hardertctame requested an audience with the lord commander.
( ooh, may i please send my URL in? eventhoughistillhaven'trepliedtoyourstarter ssdfgjhf )
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Do I Follow Them?: YES Why Did I Follow Them?: collecting Aryas and the mun seems like a wonderful writerDo We Role Play?: not yetDo I Want To Role Play With Them: most certainlyAn AU Idea For Our Muses: the two meeting years after everything is said and done! like still knowing it is the other despite how they have changedA Song For Our Muses: No Light No Light by Florence and the MachinesDo I Ship Our Muses?: OTPWhat I Think About The Mun: seems pretty nice from our OOC conversationsOverall Opinion: *fast nodding*Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
hardertctame replied to your post: hardertctame replied to your post “.” ( What in...
( OH LMAO I thought it was S.andor x A.rya x G.endry. Wtf… Well, to each their own )
oh god no pls no LMAO nooppe
“I tried to make ramen in the coffee pot and broke everything.”
“So I can see,” Gendry sighed, entering the kitchen area in his tiny shoe-box apartment. Arya hung out there a lot ever since he moved out, whether he was around or not. He’d gone to class early that morning and worked a short shift at the garage before coming home in the early evening to a complete mess.
@hardertctame replied to your post “.”
( /whispers/ i also write as jaqen, should you ever be interested )
the thing is that she’s gonna whine 24/7 cause she’s too much of a lady for this and this is ridiculous, she’s fine, why are people concerned enough that they’re dragging her to some self defense nonsense??????