corahale:

“I wish I was home”, She said miserably. She tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but some times she felt she was a little girl after all.”


elvishness:

inspired by this faith of the seven post, arya as the stranger - i wanted to do this kind of like a tarot card with alphonse mucha feelings but i got lazy with the details wehh
i might do the others idk~~

elvishness:

inspired by this faith of the seven post, arya as the stranger - i wanted to do this kind of like a tarot card with alphonse mucha feelings but i got lazy with the details wehh

i might do the others idk~~


the same blood flows through both your hearts


pheberoni:

Shes my fav

pheberoni:

Shes my fav


Needle glinted as she drew it. She turned her body sideways in a water dancer’s stance without even thinking about it. Dead leaves crunched beneath her feet. Quick as a snake, she thought. Smooth as summer silk


maisiewilliams:

queen—of—thorns:

I know this is stupid but I’ve always thought it was weirdly endearing how Sansa names one of her primary defenses—her ladylike courtesy—after something as traditionally masculine as armor, while Arya agrees to name her actual dangerous weapon after something as stereotypically feminine as a sewing needle.


Not Arya, not Weasel, not Nan nor Arry nor Squab, not even Lumpyhead. She was only some girl who ran with a dog by day, and dreamed of wolves by night.