imjustasmith:

GENDRY APPRECIATION WEEK
DAY 3: FAVORITE RELATIONSHIP

GENDRY + ARYA

When she glanced back over her shoulder, he was watching her with that pained look on his face that meant he was thinking. He’s probably thinking that he shouldn’t be letting m’lady go stealing food. Arya just knew he was going to be stupid now. (ACOK)

She splashed through a puddle of muddy water. Someone was shouting her name, Harwin probably, or Gendry, but the thunder drowned them out as it rolled across the hills, half a heartbeat behind the lightning.
(…) A mailed hand closed hard around her arm.
“You’re hurting me,” she said, twisting in his grasp. “Let go, I was going to go back, I … “
“Back?” Sandor Clegane’s laughter was iron scraping over stone. “Bugger that, wolf girl. You’re mine.” He needed only one hand to yank her off her feet and drag her kicking toward his waiting horse. The cold rain lashed them both and washed away her shouts, and all that Arya could think of was the question he had asked her. Do you know what dogs do to wolves? (ASOS)

Lightning cracked to the south as the riders swung down off their horses. For half a heartbeat darkness turned to day. An axe gleamed silvery blue, light shimmered off mail and plate, and beneath the dark hood of the lead rider Brienne glimpsed an iron snout and rows of steel teeth, snarling.
Gendry saw it too. “Him.” (AFFC)

fat-walda:

Arya whirled and left him there. A stupid bullheaded bastard boy, that’s all he is. He could ring all the bells he wanted, it was nothing to her. (requested by celiatully)

Arya Stark + smiling

make me choose » anonymous asked: arya stark or tyrion lannister?

rubyredwisp:

“Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm. Septa Mordane is a good woman, and Sansa… Sansa is your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you… and I need both of you, gods help me.” He sounded so tired that it made Arya sad. “I don’t hate Sansa,” she told him. “Not truly.”

killbilled:

Now lean in close and I will whisper the last words you’ll hear

valramorghulis:

Then a grey blur flashed past her, and suddenly Nymeria was there, leaping, jaws closingaround Joffrey’s sword arm. The steel fell from his fingers as the wolf knocked him off his feet,and they rolled in the grass, the wolf snarling and ripping at him, the prince shrieking in pain. 
“Get it off,” he screamed. “Get it off!”
Arya’s voice cracked like a whip. “Nymeria!” 
The direwolf let go of Joffrey and moved to Arya’s side. The prince lay in the grass,whimpering, cradling his mangled arm. His shirt was soaked in blood. Arya said, “She didn’t hurt you… much.”

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