lordsnow:

Arya Stark appreciation week  → day 3: favorite relationship

with Jon.

luthienswolf:

“It’s just a stupid sword,” she said, aloud this time…

… but it wasn’t.

Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.” 

varous:

_{Nothing isn’t better or worse than anything. Nothing’s just.. nothing.} 

varous:

_{I see a darkness in you. And in that darkness, eyes staring back at me. Brown eyes, blue eyes, green eyes. Eyes you’ll shut forever.} 

princessaryastark:

↳ Strength is something you choose.

_{We are not children. Not anymore.}

wrathandruin-blog:

I should wear the armor, and you the gown

korovievs-deactivated20140123:

A lie.

theongreyjoy:

“An identity is questioned only when it is menaced, as when the mighty begin to fall, or when the wretched begin to rise, or when the stranger enters the gates, never, thereafter, to be a stranger.”

And I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

asharas:

_{It is snowing in the riverlands, in Westeros, she almost said. But he would have asked her how she knew that, and she did not think that he would like her answer.}