#arya stark imagine

[axelsagewrites]

Their reaction to seeing the Barbie movie with you

Includes (in order): jamie, jon, drogo, obryen, podrick, ramsay, robb, sandor, theon, tormund, tyrion, arya, brienne, danerys, margery, sansa, yara, aegon, aemond, daemon, jace, alicent, baela, rhaena, rhaenyra

Word count: 952

Masterlist Here

GoT Boys

Jamie - he practically refused to go up till the last second then finally caved but once the movie starts, he starts tearing up because he also does not feel Kenenough

Jon – he defiantly was the one to ask to go see the movie but insists to all his friends he’s going because you wanted to

Khal Drogo – agrees to go on the condition of seeing Oppenheimer before but the only thing he talks about for the following week is barbie

Obryen – it was your idea for the tickets but his for the matching pink outfits and photoshoot beforehand and he definitely rolls his eyes at anyone who sees Oppenheimer instead

Podrick – desperate to see barbie with you and is excited the whole week leading up to it. he’s already buying tickets for next week as your leaving the theatre

Ramsay - you both argue about whether to see Oppenheimer or barbie and eventually it gets settled by agreeing to see the separate movies at the same time as long as he gets you a large popcorn as punishment for having no taste

Robb – doesn’t get the fuss at first but as soon as he is sat in the cinema chair, he is mesmerised by the movie

Sandor – if you think this man would be caught dead sitting watching barbie, you’d be sorely mistaken. however, that’s mostly because he hates leaving the house, but he will pirate the movie and watch it on the sofa with you

Theon – makes fun of the movie constantly and says you should go see Oppenheimer instead but when you get to the theatre, he’s sheepishly holding two barbie tickets

Tormund – buys the tickets for you before you even ask and hypes up your pink barbie outfit, buys himself a bright pink t-shirt and just goes for the good vibes

Tyrion – goes with you unashamed and in a bright pink suit insisting if he was in barbie world, he’d be a barbie or at least an Allan not just another Ken

GoT Girls

Arya – insists it can’t be that good and even pretends to hate it but the next day she sneaks off to go see it again alone and then you end up finding a new barbie she bought in her room

Brienne – she felt a bit embarrassed about going at first, but she ended up relating to the movie so much that she cried and bought herself a barbie dream house to heal her inner child

Daenerys – she didn’t think she’d like it since she has more of a horror vibe however once it starts, she starts tearing up and secretly loves it

Margery – she bought out like half the cinema getting tickets for her and her squad and plans matching outfits for everyone to go in and makes 1000 TikTok’s about the whole thing

Sansa – she has been planning this since the movie was announced and is ready with a Pinterest board of outfits for you to pick with

Yara – defiantly put up a fight and wanted to see Oppenheimer instead but she is a sucker for you and eventually agrees and pretends she didn’t love it afterwards even though barbie is now all she can think about

HotD Boys

Aegon – all he talks about is barbie which mainly started to wind Aemond but when you offered to get tickets he jumped at the chance and started taking it seriously to the point of buying a custom “I’m the ken, they’re barbie” shirt with a pink arrow pointing at you

Aemond – he really wanted to see Oppenheimer first, but he cannot say no to you so finally caved and went with you, but he was on the edge of his seat all night and you missed the first 10 minutes of Oppenheimer since he wouldn’t stop talking about barbie

Daemon – when you tell him you want to go, he ends up pulling strings and tells you that you’re going to the official premier by giving you a brand new custom pink dress and even rocks up in a pink suit to match

Jace – this man bought these tickets the first day they were listed and is defending Margot Robbie online when he is not gushing to you how amazing it was and how good your barbie premier outfit was

HotD girls

Alicent – she tried to play it off cool as if it weren’t her thing but was secretly thrilled you asked her to go however, she only played it cool till opening credits started and she squealed in excitement

Baela – you didn’t think she’d be too interested since she was more of a tom boy than her sister but she surprised you by whipping out the massive box of barbies from her closet from her childhood when she begged you to go with her even though you had already said yes like twenty times

Rhaena –she has been playing the barbie sound track over and over, crying at half the songs and dancing with you around the house to the next so you bet your ass she went to watch it on the premier day Heleana – for some reason she was really nervous to ask you to go with her but when she did you of course said yes, and she started planning a pastel pink outfit and ordered you both custom barbie earrings from Esty

Rhaenyra – she was down to see it, even getting the best seats in advance for you but she did not expect it to heal her inner child so much since she stopped playing with barbies after her mother died since she thought her mum looked like barbie

Taglist: @clairacassidy @nyotamalfoy @valeskafics

A/n: Take a moment to appreciate how many god damn tags I had to type to the point I maxed it out and had to try cut the tags down! Anyway live laugh barbie

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Blood Of The Dragon 🐉 | GOT Imagine

Takes place during season 8 of Game of Thrones

GOT Masterlist

Characters & Pairings: Targaryen!reader named after Queen Visenya, Daenerys Targaryen (cousin/platonic), Jon Snow (cousin/platonic), Arya Stark (platonic), Jorah Mormont (platonic), Missandei (platonic), Greyworm (platonic), Tyrion Lannister (platonic)

Content Warnings: profanity,, mentions of violence, blood, and death. references to Fire & Blood by G.R.R.M. | female reader (she/her)) | wc: 3k+

Premise: in preparation against the army of the dead, Arya Stark finds herself in the presence of Daenerys cousin—whose namesake is that of the great warrior Arya’s idolized since childhood. Visenya Targaryen, second of her name, lives up to the tales of her predecessor, and what makes the young Stark even more amazed is she’s wielding the sword thought to have vanished centuries ago.

Note: this sorta has spoilers from the book Fire & Blood which then gives light spoilers to HOTD. Keep that in mind.

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In the stories passed down from generation to generation of Aegon’s Conquest, the tale of Queen Visenya Targaryen has always drawn attention to the young Stark of Winterfell. It is said the female warrior, eldest sister-wife to Aegon and rider of the great she-dragon, Vhagar, wielded her very own Valyrian steel sword she named Dark Sister. She was skilled with the blade, effortlessing cutting Aegon’s cheek when he claimed he did not need further protection when the Queen demanded he did. When her only son, Maegor—soon to be known as King Maegor the Cruel—turned thirteen years of age, Queen Visenya bestowed the sword to him. Dark Sister was placed on the chamber walls of Dragonstone when he was given Aegon’s own Blackfyre, opting the latter as his choice of steel in battle.

When Queen Visenya died on Dragonstone forty-four years after the conquest of her and her siblings, Dark Sister was stolen by Queen Alyssa Velaryon and used in the coronation of her son King Jaehaerys following the death of Maegor. For generations the blade was passed down to Targaryen warriors. Baelon wielded and avenged the death of his brother with Dark Sister, soon later Prince Daemon would use the famed sword during the Dance of Dragons. It is even said Daemon leaped from his dragon to slain his nephew, Aemond, by thrusting Dark Sister through his eye socket.

After Dark Sister belonged to the Dragonknight, Prince Aemon, it was given to Lord Brydnen Rivers, who traveled with the blade to the Wall when he joined the Night’s Watch. The blade was never seen again after he went beyond the Wall. Until 305 years after the Conquest.

As Arya stalked down the halls of the castle, Northmen, Knights of the Vale, Dothraki, and Unsullied passed by around her. Murmurs sounded, many on edge as they prepared for the upcoming conflict. Arya was on the hunt for one of her siblings. She mostly wanted to find Jon to discuss battle plans since most of the Lords refused to include her in their conversations. Sansa was busy and Bran was nowhere to be found. There wasn’t much time till the night fell upon them. And when it did, they would come face to face with the Army of the Dead.

Cutting the corner, Arya made her way into a room thinking it was where Jon had gone, but stopped short at the sight of a longsword laying flat on the table. It was silver in steel, thin compared to most swords, and had a hilt reddish in color. A red ruby-like jewel shined in the middle between the handle and the blade.

Never seeing the sword before Arya tilted her head in curiosity. Giving a sweep around the room, no one appeared so the girl assumed she was alone and took the chance to approach the table. She leaned down to get a better look, capturing her own reflection in the steel. It was a beautiful weapon. Unlike anything the girl had seen before. Looking at it up close she saw it had a dragon head as its pommel. She carefully brought her hand to stoke the flat end, coming in contact with the cool surface.

“Valyrian steel,” she said aloud with awe. The girl realized the similarity between the sword and her knife she had holstered on her hip. The one Bran gave her which Baelish had stolen.

“Yes, it is.” In the blink of an eye Arya whipped the knife from its holster and spun around, freezing when she met the purplish eyes of a woman standing before her. Wearing dark clothing similar to the Dragon Queen, she had the same white-blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail with two strands framing her face. Her features alone indicated she was of Valyrian blood, and two houses associated with possessing said blood were none other than the Targaryens and Valeryons. Arya assumed she had to be a relative of Daenerys in some way.

There was an empty holster tied to her hip, and Arya understood right then that the sword more than likely belonged to her.

Scanning over the small blade directed at her, the woman’s lips curled in a smirk, showing she did not feel threatened. “You have great taste in weaponry.” Tilting her head, it appeared as though she felt a sense of familiarity with the dagger. She obviously was aware it was made of the same steel of her sword. “How did you come into possession of such?”

Arya hesitated, but seeing the woman made no motion to attack or give sign she attempted to, Arya lowered her arm. “My brother. We don’t know who it belonged to. The man who had it before him probably nicked it from whoever.”

The woman gives a ‘Hmm’ stepping closer to the girl but stopped when she saw her stiffen. Nodding to the dagger while extending her hand, she said, “May I?” Arya glanced at her hand, then at the dagger before gently placing it in her open palm. She watched in silence as her purple eyes glanced over the blade, flipping it over and running a finger over the indents of the edge. “I wonder,” her voice went low, lifting her head to glance at the fireplace that was fully engulfed with flames.

Stepping aside, Arya followed behind the blonde as she approached the fireplace before bending down to be level. With her hand on the hilt, she thrust the dagger into the fire, the silver steel becoming a bright orange with the heat being forced upon it. Arya watched in amazement when small scripture of writing revealed a language she did not recognize. The woman withdrew the dagger and stood, standing in front of Arya with her attention on the engraved words.

“Hen Issa ānogar māzigon kivio prince, se zyhon jāhor sagon se vāedar hen suvion se perzys,” the Valyrian words naturally flew from her lips. Arya had never heard the ancient language of Old Valyria, but learned as a child it was the language of its people and the Targaryen dynasty of Westeros still spoke the mother tongue even centuries after their conquest.

“What does it mean?” She couldn’t help but ask. Had she thought to have put the blade in fire before, Arya never would have known what the engraving meant. She didn’t even think the maester had a book that could translate it if she wanted.

The woman read over the words once more, this time using the common tongue, “From my blood comes the prince that was promised, and his will be the song of ice and fire.” She lifts her head to connect her eyes with Arya, purple meeting blue. “When King Viserys, the first of his name, made it known to his daughter Rhaenyra she was to be his heir, he spoke of a prophecy King Aegon the Conqueror had in a dragon dream. The Conqueror had the last Valyrian pyromancers incise the prophecy into a Valyrian steel dagger that once belonged to his father. The blade was passed through the Targaryen line for generations to come and only fire….,” she glances at the flames briefly, “Could reveal the words hidden within the steel.”

It took a moment for Arya to piece together what the woman was implying. The look on her face was one that read, ‘Have you guessed yet, young one?’ When her breath caught in her throat, the girl couldn’t help but shake her head—almost as if she denied the truth. “You don’t mean….it can’t be.”

“Oh, but it is,” she chuckled, carefully handing the dagger back to Arya. The girl almost refused—believing there was no way she could possess a weapon that once belonged to Aegon. And if her assumption was correct and the woman before her was a Targaryen, then it should rightfully go to the Conqueror's descendent.

“I couldn’t possibly have—.” The woman gently cuts her off at the refusal.

“But it was yours. You’ve had it for this long, I believe it is best to stay in your possession. It may be of great use to you—if it hasn’t already.”

Arya bit back a smile, the memory of her slashing Baelish’s throat coming to her mind. She took the dagger and placed it back in her holster. “Thank you. It is an honor to have.” Her eyes linger on the knife before drawing back up to the woman. “I never got your name.”

Clasping her hands in front of her, Arya noticed the three cuffed rings on her hand with three little dragon heads. She gave a small smile as if to say, ‘nice touch.’ A second later Arya was still shocked again when she heard the name, “Visenya. Visenya Targaryen.”

A sharp breath left the girl, “Visenya,” she repeated, “Like Queen Visenya? Who helped conquer Westeros and burned nearly half of the Arryn fleet with the dragon, Vhagar?” She probably would’ve felt embarrassed by her reaction, but standing in the presence of a Targaryen who bore the name of one of her idols had her not caring. Already she was feeling emotional at owning Aegon’s blade, this moment was adding a whole other layer.

Visenya let out a low chuckle, “the one and only.” She stepped back to pour a glass of wine from the side table into a goblet. She poured a second and offered it to Arya, who thanked her as she took it in her hands. “I take it you’re fond of her?”

“Yes,” Arya replied after sipping the wine. “I only really paid attention to lessons on her, her sister Queen Rhaenys, and Princess Nymeria.” Arya smiled when she laughed again. “Are you Dae—Her Grace’s sister?” There was still trouble with referring to Daenerys as Queen. Like Sansa, Arya was torn at the decision Jon made when he bent the knee and relinquished his crown as King in the North. On the topic of the Dragon Queen’s family, it was Arya’s knowledge from listening in on the Lords in King’s Landing that she was the last Targaryen. It was a surprise to see that was not the case.

“No. We are cousins. My family…” Visenya trails off, debating whether or not to reveal her heritage. It was a sore subject, one she always kept hidden for the sake of not having to deal with the looks she receives from people who are well aware of the tales of her family. Taking a sip of wine, she finally said, “Daenerys' father was the nephew of my grandfather, Prince Duncan.” Having turned to her side, Visenya could see the visible reaction from Arya in her peripheral vision.

Most people in Westeros had heard the stories of Prince Duncan and his wife, Jenny of Oldstones. How the heir apparent to the Iron Throne had relinquished his title and refused to marry his betrothed in favor of the strange yet lovely girl he met while traveling along the Riverruns. Many songs were written about her, including the famous one where she danced with her ghosts after Prince Duncan was killed. There was no record if the couple had ever conceived a child, but with Visenya there in the flesh and claiming they were her grandparents, it is enough to assume they decided to keep it a secret.

It made Arya wonder how she managed to stay under the radar during Rober’s Rebellion when he was hunting Targaryens. Daenerys and her brother were forced into exile and sailed to Esos. She wondered if Visenya had been at Dragonstone all along and was with them on the journey. Sensing the woman did not want to broach the subject further, Arya drew attention to the sword laid out in front of them. “Is it yours?” When Visenya nodded Arya said, “It’s beautiful.”

“You may hold it if you like,” she offered, refilling her goblet. There was a smirk on her face, as if she knew something Arya didn’t. But then again, she did. And part of her couldn’t wait to reveal it knowing the young girl had a fascination with her namesake.

Arya did a double take between the Targaryen and the sword, shock ridden all over her expression. Visenya nodded, affirming it was okay which had Arya place her goblet on the table and take the longsword in her hands. It surprised the young Stark at how light the blade was. Although it had some weight, it was not as nearly as heavy as what Ice had been. “Wow,” she breathed out, “I didn’t expect it to be so…light.”

Visenya took a seat in the chair at the head of the table, watching Arya become infatuated with the weapon. “It is said it was crafted solely for a female warrior. It’s why it is so slim and light compared to other Valyrian swords—makes it effortless for the owner to wield.” She takes a swig of wine, gulping it before casually adding, “I mean Queen Visenya cut her brother's cheek with it before his guards could react.”

The one sentence had Arya stiffen, the blade going still in her hands as she felt her eyes widen to the size of saucers. Her reflection stared back at her, and the girl had to clear her now dry throat when the words stuttered out, “T-this—is this what I think it is?” She slowly looked up to see Visenya giving her the same smirk she did earlier. It got her heart pumping. “This is Dark Sister?”

“The one and only,” Visenya repeated the phrase, this time with a chuckle. She could understand the reaction from the Stark. Dark Sister was a legend in itself. One of two ancestral swords of the Targaryen family.

“B-but how?” Arya looked at the sword before turning back to the woman. “How—I mean, Dark Sister was lost beyond the Wall when Lord Brynden Rivers disappeared. Its whereabouts have been unknown for the last fifty years.”

Placing her now empty goblet down on the table, Visenya clasped her hands in her lap. “It was missing—for the amount of time you mentioned.” Arya just shook her head with confusion, “Then how—?”

“When your brother went beyond the Wall to retrieve a wright, I accompanied him alongside Ser Jorah. We traveled to East Watch-by-the-sea, met up with some old friends who would join us on our quest. But before we headed out, I took it upon myself to scout the castle. Like you I was well aware Dark Sister hadn’t been seen for decades.” Visenya pauses to stand, coming next to Arya and glancing down at the sword in her hands. “I was curious whether the tale of it was true, or, if there were details left out. My suspicion was correct when I practically turned the room that once belonged to the commander of East Watch upside down in my search. It was hidden in a space between the walls.”

Arya, still in awe of the weapon she held, couldn’t help but question, “How did you know it was Dark Sister?” It was a fair question. If the roles were reversed, Visenya would have questioned the story.

“My father described to me what the blade looked like, what best he could from the stories of his father and his father before that. The last Targaryen it belonged to was the Dragonknight, Prince Aemon. And since the blade was last seen with the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch, it was no surprise, to me per say, that it would end up in the hands of another brother. A Valyrian steel blade with a dragon pommel at one of the Night Watch’s bases?” Visenya tilts her head with mock wonder, “was not hard to put two and two together.”

An old memory played out in Arya’s mind. It was from years ago, the first and only time she met the legendary Tywin Lannister. She remembered the conversation she had where Queen Visenya and Dark Sister were brought up. It was a fond memory, despite the events leading up and following. Had someone told her that one day she’d be holding the sword she once dreamed of seeing, she’d tell them to fuck off and stop fooling around.

But here she was. Holding said sword that once belonged to the great Queen of Westeros.

A knock at the door had her jump, nearly fumbling when she placed the sword on the table. Glancing up, she met the eyes of Jon, who was looking between the two with an unreadable expression.

“Forgive me,” he starts, eyes flickering to Dark Sister which was now being sheathed in Visenya’s holstered. “The Queen has called a meeting with all her advisors and the Lords. We’re discussing battle strategy.”

“Ah, of course,” Visenya steps around the table to make her way out of the room. When she gets to Jon, she stops, turning to face Arya. Raising her brow, she stuns the girl by saying, “Well, are you not coming?”

Jon freezes. Like Arya, he is shocked at the Targaryen’s suggestion. “My Lady, my sister is not a member of council.” Jon could see Arya’s shoulders drop. The pleading look on her face nearly had Jon regretting his words.

“And?” Visneya surprised them both again. “If we are going to work together, best to have all who’re fighting know the plans. Besides,” she cast a look at the girl, who was now fighting the urge to react. “Your sister has quite the fighting experience from what Lady Brienne has told me. She may teach us a thing or two.” Only Arya saw the way Vinsenya's eyes flickered down to the blade attached to her hip. Aegon’s dagger.

“Come now,” she then says, turning on her heel to leave. “Must not keep the Queen waiting.” Leaving the two Starks, who were still frozen, Visenya makes her way down the halls. It takes Arya a moment or two to snap out of her shock before speeding past Jon.

As she approaches the room where the meeting is to be held, Visenya runs into Daenerys walking in the opposite direction. “Ah, there you are, cousin,” the Queen greets, with Tyrion and Missandei on either side. Visenya bows her head and says, “Your Grace.” No matter how many times Dany had told Visenya she didn’t have to refer to the woman by her titles, Visenya always did. Dany shakes her head, smiling at the woman.

“Where did you run off to?” The two enter the room together, the Lords, Ladies, and advisors following moments later. “I was looking for you.”

“Oh, I had misplaced my sword,” Visenya was aware Arya arrived with Jon, the two moving to the area closest to where the Targaryens were conversing. At the sight of Arya’s blush, Visenya could tell the girl was listening in.

Daenerys chuckled, as though she expected the answer from her cousin. “You’ve got to be more careful about your weapons, Vis. Anyone could have taken it. You never told me how you came to possess it.”

Arya’s posture straightened, sneaking a glance at the women to find Daenerys back to her. Visenya was facing her, and Arya saw the blonde’s lips curl in a knowing smirk. “Oh, this thing,” she gestured to the object, as though it was anything but the weapon from Targaryen legend. “Just came across it. No one claimed it, so I took it upon myself to. I was in need of a sword as you know, my last one had an unfortunate end in Meereen.”

‘Was she not going to tell her?’ Arya thought to herself. It confused her why Visenya would not tell her cousin, the Queen, that the blade was Dark Sister. Why would she keep it to herself? Maybe the woman planned to after the battle. Maybe she feared Daenerys would lay claim to it. Or maybe, she just wanted to keep the mystery of Dark Sister in the air.

And when the Stark met the purple eyes of Visenya Targaryen, she was met with a wink. Arya felt her own smirk, giving a nod and turning away to listen as Jon called the meeting to attention.

The secret of Dark Sister and Aegon’s blade would remain with the blood of the dragon.

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Hi sweetie! So we have the exact same obsession with Arya and Ellie and you said they are kinda similar (and it is true lmao). What things do you think dating them would have in common? And the differences? I also can't stop thinking about having a relathinship with both, like a one shot crossover. Omg I'm going feral for this.

I LOVE THIS.

In all honesty this had me thinking for a bit.

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DATING ARYA STARK/ELLIE WILLIAMS :

SIMILARITIES;

Both would make sure you know how to defend yourself.

Arya would teach you how to use a sword and a bow and arrow (any weapon really) watching you improve would make her heart swell with pride. She would tease you constantly during training but her priority would be to make sure your always protected.

Ellie would teach you how to shoot a gun, use a knife etc. Again, seeing your improvements would make her proud but she would express that with flirty remarks. Ellie would encourage you to practice by pretending she's someone unwanted and for you to try strike her, however neither she or Arya would ever try it on you.

Both are very protective of you. Will make this clear to anyone they think needs to know.

Family is very important to Arya and Ellie. Neither would rush or pressure you into meeting their family. However when you do agree to meet them, they'll go all out. Both will make sure everything is perfect! They'll give you any necessary warnings or advice. Will hold your hand reassuringly if they notice your nervous/stressed. Both would proudly show you off to everyone.

Neither are very lovey dovey in public HOWEVER both would throw out the occasional flirty remark.

In crowds or other settings that can be stressful/dangerous/overwhelming Arya would let you squeeze her hand as tight as you need without showing any bit of pain. She would whisper comforting things to you. If she thinks your uncomfortable or overwhelmed she will lead you away from everyone and reassure you everything is alright. She'll cup the sides of your face and comfort you.

Ellie LOVES to hold your hands. Her hand will be on the small of your back to guide you or simply to remind you your safe and that she's beside you. Hugs from behind. She'll creep up on you, wrap her hands around your waist and rest her chin on your shoulder, swaying you both slightly.

Arya's and Ellie's perfect date would be just the two of you together someplace out of sight from everyone else.

Ellie would either bring you to her home or an abandoned building (that is safe!) She'll probably have weed or alcohol with her. Music would be playing in the background, which she'll probably make you dance with her to. She'll joke around, shower you in compliments and since it's just the two of you, she'll be more affectionate. She'll shower you in kisses everywhere. She'll praise you and her compliments will turn to flirty and seductive remarks fast. I'm sure you have an idea as to what might happen after;)

Arya would bring you to a beautiful northern sight on horseback. At first things will be calm. You two will get into a deep but nice conversation. The atmosphere is light and free. Then Arya will waste no more time and show you how much she loves and appreciates you. She'll remind you of your worth and beauty. Very flirty and blunt.

Prayers go to whoever hurts you in the slightest because theses girls would quite literally kill for you. No matter who they are or what advantages they have, Arya and Ellie would easily show them the mistake they made.

DIFFERENCES:

The main differences between Arya and Ellie in my opinion is how the would react to things.

Arya;

Arya would waste no time in finding out the reason for your pain and dealing with it. She would do it unexpectedly and quietly. She wouldn't make it a scene or very public unless it's something serious and she's real pissed off, them she'll go off.

When that's dealt with she'll go straight to you. She won't mention what she did as her only focus at that moment will be you. She'll hold you and comfort you. She'll let you cry in her arms and listen to your sobs and mumbling. Arya will continually remind you of how strong you are and how much your are worth. Won't leave you until she knows your alright.

Ellie;

Ellie would go to you first to make sure what she was hearing was true. Once she sees your pain she will be filled with rage and anger. She'll go straight away to deal with the problem but upon hearing your protests, her anger will disappear and immediately she's by your side pulling you into her arms. Ellie will rub up and down your arms to soothe you, she'll kiss your shoulders and neck, along your jaw and all over your face.

She'll remind you of your worth and how much you mean to her. When you calm down she'll make sure you've eaten and gently get you into bed. Whilst your asleep that will be when she'll go deal with whatever made you hurt. She won't care about making a scene, only that the problem is dealt with it.

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I wrote this at 2am so my apologies for any mistakes.

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♡ Happy Heart Day ♡

Starks Edition

♡ Jon Snow ♡

He hasn’t ever celebrated this holiday. A part of him wants to and the other part is just so defeated, he wouldn’t know where to start anyways. When you surprise him with a handmade card and a chocolate fudge wrapped in pinkish wax paper, he blushes and stutters!

“A-Are you sure?” He asks, looking around like you’ve somehow mistaken him for someone else.

You smile patiently, urging for him to take the gift a second time, “Quite.”

Jon leaves for a bit after that, returning with a rabbit to make you a dinner to share in his chambers. You two sit close on the floor by the fire and with one heavy blanket draped over your laps. Sipping not the best ale (the Night’s Watch may never fix whatever recipe they have) eating rabbit stew and finally he shares the fudge you gifted him.

“I wish I could… make this better somehow.” He admits softly, partially guilty but mostly content.

“Don’t be daft, this is perfect.” You reassure him, nudging his shoulder.

Jon looks down at where your hand found his. He squeezes your hand tighter and his lip quirks up and suddenly its a much more perfect day.

♡ Sansa Stark ♡

This holiday belongs to her. She owns it, dominates it and if anyone thinks otherwise they’ll be proven wrong every year on the dot. It’s her absolute favorite.

From the moment you wake up to the moment you go to sleep, Sansa is lovingly doting on you. She presents you a new shirt with your house sigil detailedly embroidered onto the sleeves as well as a direwolf over the heart. Such a public claim, the holder of the queen’s heart.

Sansa’s pretty blue eyes go wide when she sees the romantic display you’ve made of her chambers. Candles, rose petals, her favorite meal and, “the sweetest wine for the sweetest lady in the world.” She blushes and giggles, rare to see for anyone other than you.

After dinner you nervously set a tray of lemon cakes in front of her.

“Did you make these?” She asks, delightedly bewildered.

“I attempted. I’ll not—“

Sansa stuffs one into your mouth before taking a bite herself, laughing at the powdered sugar dusting the corner of your lip and cheek. Overnight she clears the tray and her kisses become sickeningly sweet, each one longer and tastier than the last.

♡ Arya Stark ♡

She hates today but she’s silent about it, not dramatic like when she was a child clutching her stomach and faking gags at her parents smooches. Arya’s thoughts on the holiday don’t change with you, why’s only a single day set to appreciate one’s partner when they should do it every day?

Still, she’s sentimental. She marks a map with all the places the two of you have been together and a little note of her favorite memory of that place. Then in a slightly brighter shade of ink she marks places she wants to take you one day.

Arya doesn’t expect anything in return, after all she’s complained about today for so long. So her face is rather priceless when you draw your sword with a smirk. What could be better gift for the adventurer? She hasn’t sparred for fun in… she can’t remember the last time she did!

She beats you, of course, not even her beloved is allowed a single pity-win. You’re both sweaty and panting for air with smiles on your faces when it’s over. Arya pulls you by your cheeks into a breathtaking kiss.

“Thank you,” You whisper when you part, “for being my adventure.”

“That’s awful.” But she laughs, her smile growing wider.

Know that your hers too.

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[ikilledjoffery]

𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸

lovely to meet you all! I need some requests to kick off this new blog (i own a few others) and I am now finally finished with GOT and HOTD (until the new episodes come out)

I wanna write for you!

anything is allowed (this includes smut, darker themes, and more)

my inbox is officially opened

[madame-fear]

I NEED TO FINISH ALL MY REQUESTS

I WANT TO WRITE REQUESTS ON TIME

I NEED SO BADLY TO WRITE (STRONG URGE AND NECESSITY) AN IMAGINE ABOUT BRAN + ARYA STARK BOTH CRUSHING ON THE READER AND THEM CONFESSING AND THE READER DATING BOTH OF THEM

I NEED TO WRITE MORE FOR MY BOI GOTHAM JONATHAN CRANE

AND SHOWER HIM WITH THE LOVE!!!! HE DESERVES!!!!!!!!

but studies and life responsabilities are

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help

[gazpachoandbooks]

I can't believe Brandon Stark rode up to his enemy's fortress and yelled at him to "come out and die" and that sentence is never spoken about ever??? As if it isn't the coolest most badass thing in the world???? I'm starting a petition to make it a family tradition. I want every single starkling yelling this at the top of their lungs at least once. I'm cheering them on already

[spookyscaryfox]

the stark sibs tendency for falling for traitors if you're willing to tweak interpretation and squint. oh, robb with his squid boyfriend who sold him out for possibility (!) of daddy's attention. oh, jon who fell for littlefinger's spy. oh, sansa and her dog who didn't stay when she needed him. oh, arya and her stubborn bull who sees the monstrosity of her mother and yet does nothing. oh, bran and meera who will have to choose between a friend and brother.

[fromtheseventhhell]

His fingers closed into a fist, crushing Sansa's letter between them. "And she says nothing of Arya, nothing, not so much as a word. Damn her! What's wrong with the girl?" (Bran VI, AGoT) This is Cersei's letter, not your sister's," she said when she was done..."There's no mention of Arya," Robb pointed out, miserable. (Catelyn VIII, AG0T)

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"I will," Arya vowed. She had never loved him so much as she did in that instant. "I can be strong too. I can be as strong as Robb." (Arya II, AGoT) "The wolf blood." Arya remembered now. "I'll be as strong as Robb. I said I would." (Arya X, ACoK)

Robb being so worried about Arya and upset that there's no mention of her in Sansa's letter + Arya looking up to Robb and drawing strength from him has me so emotional, their relationship is so underrated 😭

[daenystheedreamer]

theon is the worst roomate you could ever have never cleans always late on rent steals your shit literally roomate from hell. robb is a bad roommate but only because hes dating theon which means theon freeloads at the apartment hes like actually an okay roommate its just his boyfriend is the worst. jon is a nice roommate he facetimes his dog and always wears headphones. sansa okay roommate but shes living out a small-girl-in-the-big-city fantasy and is romanticising literally every aspect which means she’s always sighing and staring dramatically out the window and she’s annoyingly nepo wealthy. arya second worst roommate cos she listens to music on full blast and sneaks her dog in and fights with the landlord but she knows all the cool places in the city and will beat anyone you want up no question and will never snitch. you would never see bran if he was your roommate hes like a ghost one day you get up at 3am for a glass of water and hes smoking bog swamp weed in the dark with the two identical haunted-eyed bohemians in frog bucket hats

[x-aefx]

The show (especially in later seasons) really failed Arya and Bran.

[cdragons]

❄︎ House Stark & Spicy Food ❄︎ - w/ spicy loving reader

Cries if there's too much pepper:

All of them, Sansa and Robb - these two will actually die if they have the slightest sense of heat to any food they try. Like their hair, they get it from their mother.

Robb will try so hard to pretend that he has any spice tolerance...he doesn't...he REALLY doesn't

This boy wants to impress you so badly while also dying and you are not being very helpful bc you keep laughing at how red his face gets

You didn't even put that much in, it was barely a dash of cayenne or one jalapeno seed and he will DIE

If you ever try to put spice in his dishes, he will look at you with the biggest look of betrayal

Redding Wedding what? Nope, the real, most unforgivable act of treason against this King of the North was putting a ghost pepper in his stew after he pissed you off and drinking all his water to make sure that there wasn't any left near him.

Are the two of you married? Does not matter - off to the dungeons with you.

Okay, not really, but he will be seriously pissed and have a huge pouty face for the rest of the week.

He feels even more betrayed when he sees Grey Wind sleeping next to you after you put the pepper in his food.

"Are you on my side or hers?" - Grey Wind is on Team Cuddles and Being Spoiled.

If you end up eating something too spicy for you, he WILL be the most insufferable person about it

Sansa is literally no different, if not worse, than her brother.

Everything that was written above -> multiply that by 10000 in terms of spice intolerance, and you get Sansa.

She does NOT care about impressing you with improving her spice tolerance.

You could try to convince her that spicy food is better for her body and there are a ton of health benefits, but you will FAIL

You once gave her a Cubanelle pepper (About 1,000 SHU) bc the only less spicy option was a bell pepper and bell peppers are only peppers in name and not in spirit

She did not react well

She RAN 🏃‍♀️ to the well and drank the water out of the pail.

...Was it bad that you laughed at her reaction? Yes

Would you do it again? Also, yes

Was it totally worth being banned from nighttime cuddles and kisses for an entire month?...Okay, maybe you won't do it again

You could make fun of her unseasoned potatoes and closer-to-water soup all you want. She is not interested in damaging her stomach lining and developing stomach cancer.

She WILL make fun of you if you end up eating something too spicy for YOU, and you let her because you love seeing her more childish smile and side.

Slightly Dying, but Otherwise Okay and Kind of Digs It:

Jon can eat spicy foods...theoretically.

He's eaten Wilding food and the rotten food from Castle Black -> compared to that, he can take a little heat.

He was wrong - He was so very, VERY wrong. Your level of heat and spice was something that only a demon could take.

Jon was convinced that you were part dragon bc he can't think of any other reason as to how and WHY you put yourself through this?

Eventually, he DOES develop a bit of spice tolerance, and you take full credit for it, especially because this means his taste palette is more on your level. You aren't as afraid of accidentally killing him with your cooking preferences.

But it ends up lowkey backfiring on him bc you won't stop sneaking spicy food into his meals, and sometimes Tormund and his brothers in Black will sneak a bite off his plate (no one died...everyone lives...shhhhhhhhh)

Sam is dead - he died, you killed him. Gilly is officially out for your blood, and little Sam is raised with the single goal of piercing you with a pointy stick bc you killed his dad.

Pyp and Edd are also lowkey dying. Still, they actually enjoy the heat and are always happy to taste test for your dishes...despite their bowels hating them for it

Grenn and Tormund fucking LOVE the heat. They can easily down bowl after bowl after bowl of your cooking.

Bran SHOULD not eat spicy food...but he does because it makes you so happy, and he will literally do anything for your smile and cuddles.

Like his love of climbing and scary stories, he honestly lives for the thrill of taking the heat.

All of his siblings are terrified he's going to get a stomach ulcer one day because he keeps adding more spice to his food, and they are ALL blaming you, and you're just like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

While he's traveling with Osha, Hodor, Rickon, and Reed Siblings, it's your cooking that helps keep them warm.

When he becomes the Three-Eyed Raven and King of the Seven Kingdoms, he and you will go to the kitchens to make your favorite dishes from your shared past because it brings a little of the old Bran back.

It's only around you that he can still smile and laugh, and you love him no matter what.

Love Spicy Food and Can ACTUALLY Take it

Arya LOVESSSSS the heat - All Day, Everyday Baby

While she was in Braavos and training in the House of Black and White, she sampled so many dishes and spices from the markets.

This opened a whole new world to her tastebuds, and when she returned to Winterfell - she still loved the food because it was all the food of her childhood, but it just tasted...boring.

You and her actually met while she was training in Braavos, and your family ran a spice stall in one of the markets.

You were fascinated by the girl and always offered a warm meal and housing if she ever needed it. While cooking for her, Arya would tell you stories about Ned and Jon and all her other siblings.

When she reunited with her family at Winterfell, she thought it was adorable how happy and excited you were to meet them. She also highly encouraged you to share one of your spiciest dishes with them.

Bran didn't have much of a reaction save for a small cough, but Jon immediately reached for his water while Sansa just fainted from the shock of the heat assault in her mouth.

Rickon is the only sibling who can actually eat your food and so he automatically becomes your favorite Stark after Arya.

Rickon and you met while traveling with your siblings (Meera and Jojen) to find Bran. You carried many foreign spices with you (for whatever reason).

Immediately, he was smitten with you because you were the youngest sibling around his age. Shaddydog also loved you from the beginning, which helped your case.

A lot of the spices you carried also had medicinal purposes, so you were in charge of cooking while Meera handled the weapons and Jojen helped guide Bran to the 3ER.

It was during the coldest and most freezing blizzard nights, you used one of your hottest spices to make a stew. It was a miracle by fate that Rickon LOVED it.

Since then, he's always begging you to put hotter spices in the meals, but you refuse bc your spices are expensive and because you don't want to accidentally kill the rest of the "Save The World" Gang.

Shaddydog is a huge issue when you're making food because he's very curious about all the different smells and tastes, and you have to keep booping his nose out of the way because you love adding garlic, and it's not good for canines to eat garlic and salt.

*BONUS*

Catelyn - cannot eat anything spicy for the life of her

Ned - same as his wife, tbh lol

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about me: (early) twenties, she/Her, Arab, Aquarius, Only child, Currently studying

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[solenmin]

arya through the years (+ some friends)

[lovebaela]

THE DRAGON OF THE NORTH - MASTERLIST

(Bran Stark x Fem!Targaryen OC)

“ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒍𝒅 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 , 𝒊 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 .”

⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝑹𝑯𝑨𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨 𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑨𝑹𝒀𝑬𝑵 ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Rhaella is the daughter of Mad King Aerys’ younger brother. Before the rebellion of Robert Baratheon, he fled to the Summer Isles, where he fell in love with a woman. He married her and they both consummated their marriage. Rhaella doesn’t know much about her parents, and always struggled with having a true home. One fateful day, her cousin Viserys sent her away to the Starks. Little did he know, that was the start of her journey of self-discovery.

“ 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 , 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑴𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 . 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 .”

⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑲 ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Bran is the fourth child of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Tully. All he ever wanted was to become a knight. He always thought one day he would join the kingsguard. That was until the day he found out he was betrothed to Rhaella. He didn’t think much of it, still able to be a warrior…until the day he became broken. All he wants is to find a purpose now in his life.

✮ ₊ Chapters ✧ ᵔ₊ 𓆪

1, 2, 3

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