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“You know the wall doesn’t take girls, and he can’t just leave, he’d be killed if he broke his oath. You care because you took me for some reason, I want to know what that is.” Arya replied stubbornly, a glare on her features as she stared the taller man down, unfazed by his irritation. She was used to it now, if she was honest, it was as constant as the passing of time. 

“and where do i go?”

“Why the fuck would I care?” Sandor asks, watching the girl with a clearly annoyed look on ugly features. “You have that brother at the wall don’ you? Go bother the crow see what the fuck he wants to do with you.”

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Robb Stark: Father, do you have a favourite?

Ned Stark: Not at all

Ned Stark: I have two, Sansa and Arya

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Arya nodded, her mind already thinking back to her lessons over the years, at Winterfell, with Syrio, and at the house of black and white. There was only so much of her knowledge that she would be able to impart on the Mother of Dragons, but what she thought would be useful she was happy to teach to Daenerys. It wasn’t a fate she wanted to come to fruition, but there was every chance that Daenerys might find herself without her dragons in the war that was facing them all, and she’d need another method of defense. They couldn’t afford to have a liability out on the battlefield should she be parted from her dragons, after all. 

“I’ll talk to the smith about constructing you a blade. There’s no point in fitting you with a broadsword, it will be too slow and heavy. In the meantime we can begin with archery, though I don’t know how much use it will be. How stable are you on your dragon’s back?” There was no scorn in her tone as she asked her question, dragons simply didn’t look as stable as riding on horseback, and she wasn’t sure if Daenerys would have her hands free at any point in order to wield a bow. 

♛ — ❝That you certainly are right about. Everyone should be able to defend themselves, girl or not - if it weren’t for my dragons, I’d be helpless, in one way or another❞, Daenerys admitted quietly, almost ashamed of all those things she could not do, but Arya could. It was one of those very rare moments Daenerys wished she knew how to swing a sword herself.

❝I would be honoured - if you could teach me a thing or two.❞ It was nothing but the truth: Jon had told her that the northmen were excellent fighters, and Dany had been there to testify Arya’s skills… if only one day she could learn how to protect herself like that as well.

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“There’s always something to train for. Just because we’re home doesn’t mean that the war is over.” Arya answered simply, noting the frown on Sansa’s delicate features. She understood how things worked now, there was always some battle to be fought, a vengeance to seek out. Just because they were within the safety of Winterfell’s walls now did not mean that the younger Stark was naive enough to believe they were safe, nor had she forgotten about those remaining on her list.

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“I’m not quite sure yet. Still getting there myself. Focusing on something helps, like training.” Arya answered honestly, folding her hands behind her back. She’d been training near constantly for the last few weeks, partly in preparation for what they still had to face, and partly to distract herself from the memories of happier times that haunted their home still.

Sansa’s brow furrowed, and she studied her sister’s inscrutable face with a little frown. “You’re home, Arya,” she said gently. “What are you training for?” Things could happen here, of course, she knew that, but surely whatever happened, they were well-defended within the walls of Winterfell.

#Reblog #acharmingbird #The True Stark Lady (Sansa Stark)

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Send me “😭” for a drabble where my muse cries in your muse’s presence!

Could be of joy, could be in anger, they could hug your muse tightly or urge them to get away from them. 

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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.

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dressing up

Instant regret on Aryas side for trying to cheer Sansa up by letting her choose an outfit for the evening.

How on earth is she supposed to run in those shoes??

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Well, since it’s halloween, I’m going to be that irritating person and post another picture of one of my cosplays from con last weekend.

#Mobile Tag: OOC #That’s not me (OOC) #Mun’s face #Arya Stark Cosplay #I was about a thousand degrees in this thing #but I worked super hard on it #so I have to take at least some pride in it #it was very fuzzy

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Tagged by: @ruthlessresolution​

tagging: @unburntqueen​ @acharmingbird​ @theexilequeen​ @whitefurs​ and anyone else who wants to do the thing

BASICS:

Name: Amy Preferred pronouns: She/Her Zodiac sign: Taurus Three mun facts:   (1) I’m a cosplayer. Not a particularly talented one, but I like constructing costumes nonetheless. My next con is next weekend, and I’ll be Arya and Sansa on two of the days  (2) I’m incredibly accident prone. No matter what I try to do I always seem to end up causing a calamity, entirely by accident. (3) I’m a massive fan of the TV show Vikings? IDK, I’m not a very interesting person so I’m running out of facts. But yes, I love this show, so much that I’m cosplaying Lagertha next weekend too.  

EXPERIENCE:

How’d you start: Uhh, not sure. I know my first account was a Captain America over on twitter (who I think I still have somewhere) but I don’t know what made me start. Starting on tumblr however can be blamed squarely on @princesircastic​ and @captaindashingrapscallion​ Platforms you’ve used: Tumblr, twitter Worst experience: Besides stuff like random dick pics in DMs for no reason? I’ve been pretty lucky that I’ve not had too many bad experiences, other than people being unkind or whatever. 

MUSE PREFERENCES:

Original or canon: I do not have the imagination for OCs so I stick to Canon  Favourite face: Gwendoline. Christie. That is all.  Least favorite face: hmm...Maybe Harry Lloyd, just because it is so hard to find a still where he’s not pulling some stupid face?  Multi or single: Single because I have no idea how to work multimuses. 

WRITING PREFERENCES:

Plots or memes: Both, I like to use memes as a jumping off point for threads Best time to write: Weekends and evenings mostly  Do you like your muse(s): Yes, even Viserys the overdramatic trash bag.  How long (months/years?): I have no memory of how old Arya is, not old at all. Maybe a month or so?   Fluff, angst or smut: I will confess this now, I am a sap and I love fluff. But I also adore angst.

#That’s not me (OOC) #Just the Executioner (Meme) #thanks for tagging!

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           | The Faceless Wolf |                   | The Beauty |                | The Onion Knight |                                   | Giantsbane |              | The Beggar King |                 | Kissed By Fire | all loved by Amy

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Arya nodded, her brows furrowing. Marriage was the furthest thing from the girl’s mind, she’d never sought out the life of a lady no matter how often she had been told that was the fate that awaited her when she came of age. She’d always presumed that her parents would be the ones who would arrange a marriage, she’d even dreamt that she’d run before she was forced into that, earn her keep somewhere as a knight. But most of her family were dead now, and the topic of marriage had been brought up not because it would be proper for her to marry, but because alliances were sorely needed.

“I’ve never wanted that fate, Sansa was always the one who wanted a husband and children. She and Jon tell me we need alliances, and this is the only way to guarantee them.” 

“He is a fine man, he’s what any woman should dream of marrying.”

potc starters | accepting

Dany raised an eyebrow, glancing over at the youngest Stark girl with a smile playing at the corner of her lips. “And yet, I imagine you dream of different things, Lady Arya.”

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Send 💐 for a starter with our muses in an arranged marriage.

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“Little girls see as much horror as the most seasoned of soldiers often enough, it shouldn’t matter whether you’re born a girl or boy, you should be taught to defend yourself.” Arya reasoned. She knew the reason why her father had tried to stop her fighting, but both herself and Daenerys were proof that the world was not kind to little girls whether they knew how to protect themselves or not. 

 “It’s never to late to learn. Soldiers have to relearn their weapons all the time, if they’re injured. And you hardly seem the sort to be a slow learner, I think you’d make progress quickly.” 

♛ — ❝To be fair, I don’t think any father would want their little girl to fight. I mean you must have been really young back then, right ?❞, Daenerys assumed but smiled nonetheless. ❝I am certain he simply wanted to protect you but - as it seems, you can protect yourself really well with that sword of yours.❞ Dany eyed the steel for one last time, turning it in her hand from one side to another.

Arya’s words caught her by surprise, though just the imagination of being able to do more than simply sitting on her dragon’s back… Dany raised her brows, before handing the sword back to her. ❝You think I could learn it ? I think I have never even held a bow, at least as far as I can recall.❞

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[Text: Dany] Yeah it’s me 

[Text: Dany] Drogon get your fat ass off your mother I have pizza to deliver 

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[Text: Dany] What the fuck

[Text: Dany] That’s a tragedy

[Text: Dany] Save some of whatever you’re drinking for me

[Text: Dany] I’ll be there in 10 with more pizza

[Text: Dany] and flowers for the funeral of the dropped one

[Wolfgirl] isthat you at the door? [Wolfgirl] hagn on i’m trying to get up from the hcouch drogon decided to sit ong me

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“Please, don’t call me lady. My mother was a lady, my sister took her place as the Lady of Winterfell. I’m not a lady.” Arya paused for a moment thinking. “You’re still alive, I’d say that makes your life more interesting than most.” 

"You never talk about it, why?"

“You’ve never asked, my lady. I doubt that the details of my personal life would be that interesting. Of course, anything that you want to know I will tell.” 

#Reblog #coerulus #A Truer Knight than most (Brienne of Tarth) #Hello!

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“Years. I started training in truth when I was in Kings Landing, I haven’t stopped since.” She may not have had one consistent teacher, but perhaps that was for the best. The more fighting styles Arya could absorb the better, as far as she was concerned. 

“I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this without Jon. My father...” Her words caught in her throat, time had not softened the blow of that particular loss. She swallowed around the lump in her throat. starting the sentence again. “My father didn’t want me to learn to fight, he thought keeping a sword from my hands would protect me. It wasn’t until I had one that he gave in.” 

Why she was being quite so honest Arya wasn’t sure. There was something about Daenerys that made it easy for her to explain these more painful memories. Perhaps it was the idea of another person who had suffered too, or perhaps it was knowing Jon trusted the Targaryen woman. 

“I could teach you, but I doubt a sword would be much use to you up in the air. You’d be better off with a bow of some kind.” 

♛ — Daenerys was more than surprised when Arya offered the hilt of her sword for her to hold. Hesitatingly she reached out, closed her fingers around it and turned it in her hold, eyeing every inch of it curiously - it looked rather elegant than all these other plump swords.

❝I see❞, she said with a smile while her gaze was still resting on the sword for a moment, before she looked up into Arya’s eyes. ❝That truly seems like a present Jon would come up with.❞

Being with all these Northermen still felt weird to her; Dany felt like a foreigner at Winterfell, now more than ever, and she couldn’t quite define whether Arya accepted her or not.

❝It does look complicated - how long did it take for you to learn ?❞, she asked instead.

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“not home. Parents will yell and Jon and robb will just look disappointed.” She felt bad enough without having her family on her back for the foreseeable future. She’d only wanted to go out and have fun, she honestly hadn’t meant for things to end up this way.

“Arya?” Sansa calls out hesitantly, looking out of Leo’s car down the street she’s almost positive her sister is on. “Oh, there!”

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