Sep 17, 2024
nandor.
{ @thesellsword ;;
Oh no... "Yes?"
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nandor.
{ @thesellsword ;;
Oh no... "Yes?"
why is your solution to always eat someone
“because it's the easiest and fastest way to get rid of someone I don't like.”
do you like kissing. specifically do you like kissing men.
hey king . 🤠 what . so , real happy you asked that question man , great vibes you got going here . that's awesome , you know , more power to you . shoot your shot , bro . 🤠🤠🤠
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ the answer is yes but who are you . 🤠
can you believe we’ve been friends for like 10 years HOW WILD IS THAT i am so blessed
It's been 10 years?! Time flies cause it DOES NOT feel that long. We are both blessed. 💜
lyanna and bronn, the ship the asoiaf rpc didn’t know they needed
SOME RUDE UNDESERVING MF | @thesellsword
“That's a mighty fine castle you got there.”
"Someone get this man off my godsdamned lawn”
@thesellsword liked for a starter
Brandon had barely noticed the younger boy lurking around Winterfell while he had been on a visit home from the Rills for the past few days. He only took notice of him when he had heard that his lady mother had seemingly given the stray a home in Winterfell. He could not for the life of him understand why. His mother was hardly an accommodating woman at the best of times, so why she had saw fit to take in this stranger was a mystery to Brandon, and given that both he and Ned were from home, it prickled him slightly. He was almost a man grown now, and it had been many a year since he had been angered by not receiving his mother’s full attention, but the familiar feeling was brewing beneath the surface.
He was in the training yard when an opportunity to meet the boy arose. He had been working hard, had a sweat upon his brow, and saw him some way away. “You!” he called, adopting a commanding stance where he stood. “Come here. I need to speak to you.”
ah, domestic bliss. ( ft. @thesellsword & shae )
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