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maybe you can write a story where bran is tickled by myranda?
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maybe you can write a story where bran as he and others of winterfell escapee be caught by asha and she wants to punish bran and merra with tickling?
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maybe you can write a story where Emilia Clarke tickles isaac hempstead wright?
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I'll do it tomorrow evening. Been working lately.
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maybe you can write a story where isaac hempstead wright maisie williams sophie turner be tickled while casting for game of thrones
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Maybe you can write a story where Daenerys tickling Bran Arya and Sansa as a punishment because house stark rebels against her?
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maybe you can write story where daenerys wins the war and she tortures cersei and myrcella with tickling?
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Can you maybe write a story where the young lyanna stark is tickled maybe she will be kidnapped? I mean the young lyanna ones we saw in the 2 episode of the 6 season
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maybe you can do a story lyanna mormont is caught and tortured by ramsay and myranda with tickle?
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Thank you did the story on me profile have sent so I have a better overview
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Maybe you can write a story where he is caught by wildlings ygritte interrogated him?
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how do you find the idea of a story where lyanna stark as a child her brothers tickles?
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Sansa and Arya crept into Bran's bedroom late at night. Sansa carried a candle to light their way through the corridor. To their disappointment, the stocks had not been brought into Bran's room.
"They were too big to drag in anyway," mused Arya.
But not to be discouraged, the sisters went to either side of Bran's bed and tucked the blanket around the sleeping form of their baby brother. Wrapped up tightly, Bran lay helpless as he slept. Arya then uncovered Bran's feet and tied them together with the belt of her own bedrobe.
Sansa, being the tallest, lay beside Bran and wrapped her arms about his shoulders. Bran's sleeping head fell against Sansa face. It just made her smile.
Arya completed her task by tying yarn around her younger sibling's big toes, holding them together. He was ready.
"Got the feather?" Sansa whispered.
Arya produced a quill she took from Maester Luwin's study and raised it to her lips to signal for Sansa to be quiet. Then, Arya slid the quill back and forth between Bran's toes.
Bran stirred and shook in his sleep. Sansa cradled her little brother as she held him tightly against her chest. He then started giggling in his sleep. It came out fairly loudly, so Sansa clamped her hand over Bran's lips to stifle his noise.
Arya grinned wickedly as she drew the pointed end of the quill across the middle of Bran's heels. His bound feet shook and fluttered. His slender, flexible toes wiggled furiously.
Bran was awake seconds later to see his sister Sansa smirking mischievously beside him on his bed. He struggled inside his blanket, but he was wound up inside of it as though he was a newborn babe. Sansa still had her hand clamped over Bran's mouth, so his screams came out muffled.
Arya continued stroking her brother's heels with the vane of the feather. Bran's toes squirmed and clenched inward. His slender feet stood straight and stiff. Arya saw her little brother's soft heels wrinkle up under his scrunched up toes. Bran's deep, muffled moans came clear from under Sansa's hands.
"Shush!" Sansa whispered soothingly. She rolled about and kissed her little brother lovongly on the forehead.
Moments later, Arya and Sansa switched their positions. Arya leaned over Bran, with her arms wrapped protectively around her little brother, while Sansa lay at the bottom side. She lay on her front, her own feet idly waving behind her, as she touched up her brother's toenails with a deep red varnish. When she was done, Sansa blew lightly on Bran's toes to dry the varnish. Her brother sniggered as she did so.
Sansa moved to look at Bran's face. Arya removed her hand from his mouth. He looked up nervously at his older sisters. Sansa added the mascara and touch up his eyebrows. Arya added the deep red lipstick.
Sansa brushed and plaited Bran's long hair and placed a blue winter rose on the side.
It was a little disturbing to Arya and Sansa that Bran could look more gorgeous than themselves. "You're better than any doll I've had," giggled Sansa at her bemused little brother.
"The lovely Brandon!" Arya whispered before pecking Bran on the cheek. Dolled up and helplessly tied up, Bran tried to maintain what dignity he had left to him.
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arya and sansa can be pretty bad the poor bran
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Arya Stark, hearing footsteps upon the fallen leaves and brambles grabbed Needle by the hilt and swung it around as she twirled on her feet. But a large, meaty hand grabbed her skinny wrist and forcefully dragged her forward. Another pair of hands snaked out from the shadows of the forest canopy. Needle was yanked from her fingers. The tiny, waifish girl struggled feebly in the grip of two large vagabonds. The men laughed at her discomfort as they carried her to a small farmstead which, judging by the lack of animals, fallow plot and half-collapsed thatched roof of the cottage, appears to have been ransacked long ago.
"Get off me," squeaked Arya. But her two captors grinned at the fierce little girl. They tied her bodily against a wooden post, and her legs were strapped over some wooden hoardings at the foot of the house. One of the vagabonds emerged from the ruined cottage a moment later. He grinned sadistically as he produced a pair of wooden fetters.
The other vagabond knelt down and pulled of both of Arya's torn and muddied shoes. The fetters were locked around the girl's ankles, and a strip of twine was wrapped completely around both the big toes of her feet.
One of the vagabonds grinned as he leaned against Arya's face. She winced from the rancid smell of his breath and the bloodied, half-rotted teeth, his fondness for chewing Sourleaf being obvious to her.
"Let me go!" She spat at the leering vagabond.
"Ah, pretty," the man rumbled with a stupid smile on his face.
"Yeah, agreed the second vagabond, a lean, balding man. "Highborn too, by the way she speaks."
"I'm not highborn," Arya lied in a scared voice.
The second man smirked and tapped his nose. "This n'ver lies!"
"Ah, pretty be lying!" The other vagabond chuckled. A gust of his disgusting breath caused Arya to grimace.
The balding man continued smirking as he lay down a clay dish below Arya's bare feet. It was piled with bird seed. In the distance, the qworking of crows came clear. Within a moment, a small number of them descended from their perches in the trees and nibbled on the seed left out for them. Hopping about and shaking from side to side, the ruffled feathers of the crows inadvertantly brushed softly against Arya's exposed heels, causing the child to giggle and squeak in spite of herself, quite at odds with the image of the fierce warrior she worked so hard to cultivate in front of others.
"Ahh-hahahaha--heehaha!" Arya's gale of laughter was high-pitched. "Please, get them off my-ah-hahaheehee!" Arya's slender toes wiggled spasmodically from the sensations caused by the birds.
"Mayhaps we take this 'ere girl to the fair with us, Chuckles!" The Balding Man grinned at his feeble-witted companion. "We'll get a lot O' coppers from folk who wanna tickle her!"
Chuckles, the foolish vagabond with the poor oral hygiene, nodded vigourously and hopped from one foot to the other and grinned like the idiot he was. "Oh yes, Sully, that brilliant! Heehaha."
Tears pricked at Arya's eyes as the relentless crows scurried about after more seed. The bald Sully dropped in more birdfeed to further add to the child's woes. Arya screamed and her bare feet fluttered back and forth from the crow feathers. "Valar Morghulis!" The girl shrieked, and added the names of Sully and Chuckles to her list.
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arya was tickled in the books by gendry pity that they did not do that in the series
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thank you i love your game of thrones tickle storys
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how do you like the idea The bran is tied up in the yard by winterfell and is there tickled by his mother and sisters as punishment he always climbs
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maybe you can write game of thrones story where bran tickle by merra?
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Time for your writing skills to come into play!
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Those are some talented girls you got there.
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haha thank you. They're all quite talented in different ways.
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Hey, dude! Just seeing how things have been with ya lately.
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