#ornxry

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                                 THEY   WERE   HER   PACK. 

[killthebxy-archive]

@ornxry replied to your post:

i like how you have (a man can dream) beside catching up with drafts in parentheses because honestly, same

THANK YOU FOR RELATING TO MY PAIN, FRIEND. i honestly have some 50 replies hoarded in my drafts and i am still so far behind and late to everything, and i dread to think what my life would be like if i wasn’t controlling it like this

[ofblackfyre]

[ a starter for @ornxry ]

     Wandering through the over crowded streets of Flea Bottom, Lyanna pulled her head scarf closer to her, hiding her shimmering silver-blonde hair. She wasn’t too worried about other people around her. It was just a simple habit that she knew she’d never be able to get rid of. It was a part of her -- hiding who she was. And it was fine, for the most part.

     Sifting through the people, she managed to slip her way into a blacksmith’s shop. It was small and cramped in the entrance, but it at least it opened up to something larger once she got inside. There were plenty of pieces of weaponry, as well as some shields and some basic armour. It dazzled her, the talent needed to create something to protect one’s self unreachable for her. But that was why she was here. She needed something to defend herself. Not now. Not right yet, but she could see it in the future. 

     Just then, she heard footsteps. Turning around, her eyes connect with a young man’s -- well, almost a man but barely a boy -- who looked like he had been over a forge for days. “Are you the owner of this shop?” She smiled softly at him, nodding her head slightly. “I was looking to have a piece made.”

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tfw all your kill list is super satisfying revenge plots like  THEY KILLED MY FAMILY, THEY KILLED MY PET, THEY TORTURE PEOPLE, THEY RAPE PEOPLE

and then that one name who’s on your list cause she leeched ur boyfriends dick

god sake Gendry 

@ornxry

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for  @ornxry   |   continued.

‘  then  i’d  never  get  to  insult   ANYONE!  ‘

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❛ i ain’t been droppin’ no eaves Arry, honest. ❜

FELLOWSHIP  OF  THE  RING  STARTERS   |   @ornxry

‘  SEVEN  HELLS!  ‘

SHE’D  BEEN  RELIEVING  HERSELF  OUT  BY  THE  LAKE,  IN  SECRET.       just  like  YOREN  bid  her  to  do.  darkness  had  fallen  over  the  forest;  &  most  the  boys  and  older  men  were  asleep.  that’s  when  she’d  sneak  away.   grasping  fistfuls  of  her  breaches  she  pulled  them  up  and  as  quick  as  she  could,  turning  round  with  those  WIDE,  WIDE  eyes.  she’d  been  listening  to  the  rustling  in  the  bushes;  watching  the  dark;  and  still,  SOMEHOW,  his  voice  had  STARTLED  her.

‘  I  THOUGHT  Y’WERE  A  WOLF…  ‘      there  was  no  FEAR  in  her  words  as  may  have  been  expected.  they  sounded  almost  SAD,  almost  HOMESICK.  but  of  course;  Arry  was  a  strange  one.   she  looked  away  for  but  a  moment,  to  the  SILHOUETTED  TREES  upon  the  other  side  of  the  LAKE.    she’d  left  Nymeria,  not  far  from  here.  she  liked  to  sit,  sometimes  at  night,  even  after  taking  a  piss:    sit  and  just  listen,  let  their  HOWLS  fill  her  empty  bones.  they  warmed  her  more  than  any  evening  stew. 

SNAPPING  FREE  OF  HER  TRANCE,  THE  ‘ BOY ‘  SHOOK  HIS  HEAD.      ‘  what’re  you  doin’  out  here  if  you’re  not  tryin’  t’  listen  to  me  piss,  Gendry?  ‘

[aloneinmycage]

starter for @ornxry​ because they liked the starter call

        Dragon glass. Not long ago, Sansa had barely heard of it, now it seemed the very winds that hissed through Winterfell whispered the words in her ear. They would need it in wars to come, according to Jon, and so he’d gone to find it. Noone had stopped to ask how it could be worked, bonded with steel or iron or arrows. If the creatures Jon claimed were soon upon them were as quick and as deadly as they seemed, the stone itself wouldn’t be enough. 

                    They needed skilled and inventive smiths to craft it into strong weapons. 

        Sansa stood watching the men working the forges in the courtyard, one in particular. He was much younger than the seasoned smiths of Winterfell, yet he’d been brought from King’s Landing, chosen by Ser Davos for some reason unbeknownst to her. “ Beg pardon, ” she called out, stepping closer to where he worked. “ What’s your name? ”

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{ best meme >< accepting !! }          @ornxry​

[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] Huh. Arya’s a lucky kid.[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] But, here’s the thing. :D[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] If you were actually sending that to Arya? I feel like I should really, properly, introduce you to Robb. And Jon. And probably Theon, he’ll tag along. After showing them this.[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] Because it isn’t that Arya can’t take care of herself. She can.[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] But I love her. And so do they. And we don’t take kindly to people playing with her. :D[ sms : That Kid Arya Hangs Out With ] So, there’s that. Anyway, like I said, Arya’s a lucky kid. You’ve got a very nice dick.