Arya x Jaqen Week

Fic, art and fanmixes for a man and a lovely girl. March 27-April 2nd, 2017 page slightly under construction so bear with me!

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stay tuned...

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Ahh, I'm so happy to see that this tumblr exists!!!! Will there ever be another one of these?! I am in dire need of fellow shipper friends as well as to provide and consume new content for this beautiful ship!

Thank you!

I hope to do another arya/jaqen week sometime.  When I had the last one, S5 had not aired yet, and of course the arya/jaqen fanbase has grown since then.  It would be interesting to see what content we’d get now!  

In the meantime, please check out the rec list I recently made over at my ASOIAF blog!  http://myrishswamp.tumblr.com/post/147239083929/hicould-you-do-a-fic-list-for-arya-x-jaqen

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eyy, im new to this ship and i absolutely love it! does this ship got a name? love ur blog btw :))

I don’t think there’s an official name :)  Thank you!  I hope to be updating this blog more soon.

[tabooimagination]

[aryaxjaqenweek]

WHO'S EXCITED???

[aryaxjaqenweek]

New to the ship and I like it :) know any good places I can read some

Well, this blog, for starters.  Also check ao3, there’s some good stuff in the tag, though you have to weed through a lot of other unrelated fics.  On ff.n, I recommend “Flowers and Spice” by Phelgebor.

-A x J Mod

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A Mod thanks you all!

Dear AXJ Week Contributors and Fans,

WE DID IT!!! 

We may be a small ship, but with all of your help, we got people thinking and writing and creating and liking and reblogging.  What could be better?

AXJ Mod would like to thank everyone who contributed in any way to Arya x Jaqen Week, whether you wrote fic, made fanmixes or graphics, or simply followed and kept track of what was going on.  You all are a rad bunch, and AXJ Mod assures you that were she ever asked to give any of you the Gift, she would decline.

Don't unfollow!  Keep your ears and eyes open.  Like a Faceless Man putting on a new face, AXJ Week will rise again (at a less busy time of the year!  You all rock even harder for contributing during finals period/holiday retail season).  AXJ Mod is thinking a mini-week, with different sorts of prompts?  We shall see.  We shall see.

Last but not least, special thanks goes out to:

* ithilienne for writing for all 7 days (even AXJ Mod herself got bogged down by life and could not manage that!)

* celiatully for some very important help getting started

* weirwoodforest for creating our amazing artwork 

Love, ginger and cloves,

AXJ Mod

[meredactyl]

mnemehoshiko replied to your post:now taking 4-5 sentence-fics prompts for the end…

Lemon cakes~

The last mark had been a particularly difficult one - a child who was afflicted with a pox and a penchant for stealing from rich men - and he had found the lovely girl huddled in a corner a few hours later, silent and staring vacantly at the passersby. She didn’t seem to hear or notice him, even when he gently scooped her into his arms and carried her to their room above the local tavern and laid her gently into the bed, with a warm fire going, and headed back into the town.

The gift was easy enough to give in cases of clearcut, black and white morality, but in times like this, it could take a toll on even the most dedicated of the order. His purchase made, he headed back to the room, where she was a bit more aware of the things around her, and presented her with the warm lemon cake. She shook her head and scrubbed some small tears away, but took it gratefully and offered a small smile after the first bite - he suspected she would recover.

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wetwasteofagirl replied to your post:now taking 4-5 sentence-fics prompts for the end…

Maps~

It was another day of rain, apparently, and another day of huddling together in this godsforsaken little hovel with its broken old thatch, waiting, with only the susurrus of the rain and the wind in the leaves to hear. She chewed her lip as she poked irritably at the dismal little fire they’d managed to cultivate, less a cheerful and warming sight than a pathetic little pile of warm tinder.

"You could’ve let me, should’ve let me take it," she muttered peevishly, shoving his shoulder hard enough that his red and white hair swayed a bit, "and then we’d have found a path out of this disgusting forest days ago! But noooo, a man was all about ‘stealth’ and ‘danger’ and ‘death and shadows and murdering,’."

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V A L A R  M O R G H U L I S a 90s fanmix for Arya & Jaqen // for the last day of aryaxjaqenweek <3

01 alanis morissette . uninvited 02 the police . don’t stand so close to me (album version) 03 the flaming lips . are you a hypnotist? 04 fastball . the way 05 rem . losing my religion 06 dave matthews band . say goodbye 07 seal . kiss from a rose 08 yeah yeah yeahs . maps 09 ace of base . don’t turn around

all links to youtube; all links open in new windows.

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Dance around the fire

Title: Soft Paws

Author: khaleesinymeria 

NSFW: No

Warnings: None

Prompt: Not really, no (sorry). It’s based on a future AU idea I have.

Summary: The snow left things to be viewed in a different light.

For aryaxjaqenweek

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There came a time in Braavos when every sailor and whore, courtesan and merchant alike, could only talk about the cold and its unyielding strength, how the winds cut their flesh and nibbled at their naked wounds, licking the blood and holding the sweet taste in its mouth before  it flew away. One day the entire city of Braavos had been covered by a gigantic white sheet and it seemed it wouldn’t lift off so easily.

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[melarahetherspoons-deactivated2]

fixated on the girl

a mix for a man and his sweet girl

i. valar morghulis - ramin djawadi | ii. black magic woman - fleetwood mac | iii. settle down - the 1975 | iv. take me to church - hozier | v. if you wait - london grammar | vi. hallelujah - jeff buckley | vii. lies - chvrches | viii. riptide - vance joy | ix. by the throat - chvrches

[kittenbalerion]

Since it's arya x jaqen week....I ask for Arya x Jaqen SPIES AU OBVIOUSLY

She likes working with Jaqen—he is older than her, and he really knows his shit when it came to just…knowing things, and knowing how to do things; but it isn’t just that—he is the one who approves her code name shift and she doesn’t have to go by fucking “Mouse” anymore.

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Of the Night: Day Two

Summary: A collection of short, prompt-fulfilling chapters that, when read together, form a short story about Jaqen and Arya. Definitely AU and OOC. Possibly M in future chapters, though it is currently K. 

Please note that Arya is much older in this fic than she is in the books or the TV show. 

Author: OfRosesAndRavenstags

Chapter Two: Day Two

Only a faint smell remained of him, a whiff of ginger and cloves in the air. 

Arya decided by the second day of their journey that she quite liked the way he smelled. His scent wasn’t overbearing: she could only catch a whiff of him when she was close or downwind. They hadn’t yet stopped to bathe—she didn’t want to ask, didn’t really care, and didn’t know if Jaqen intended to—though he smelled no different than he did when they left. She, on the other hand, smelled of sweat and leather and horse. 

It was only when the sun was hanging low on the horizon that Jaqen finally drew his steed to the side, letting Arya pull up beside him. A deer took off in the forest in front of them, and a single raven hawked in their direction. The air was warm, though they both knew it would be a chilly night. 

“Would a lovely girl like to make camp tonight?” Jaqen asked, his red hair swaying in the light breeze. 

Arya nodded, her ass sore from the days of non-stop riding. “Can we make a fire?”

He snook his head quickly. “A man thinks that such a blaze would draw too much unwanted attention. It is best to go without.”

They both slid off their mounts, and Arya tied both the horses to a nearby tree. Jaqen left to fetch some water from a nearby stream, leaving Arya to dig the blankets and food out of their saddlebags. As the sun dipped fully beneath the skyline, the air began to get colder. Arya was nearly positive that it was going to get below freezing during the night. 

Jaqen returned eventually, two leather containers in hand. “A man found a hot spring not a mile away,” he stated, setting himself down on the dirt beside Arya. “A girl can bathe, if she wishes, in the morning.”

Arya felt like she was becoming her sister when she felt excitement at the sounds of taking a hot bath, but she couldn’t help it. She hadn’t taken a hot bath in over a year—all that she had been able to find was cold brook water which was barely worth all the freezing. 

It was getting late, the sun had fallen and the moon was already high in the sky. “I’m going to sleep,” Arya stated eventually, taking the hem of a blanket in hand and moving herself to lay on the forest floor. 

Jaqen nodded, his eyes golden in the moonlight and his face beautiful. He stood up from his crouch, his muscles flexing in the dimming lights. He turned on his heel and began to walk into the darkness. 

“Where are you going?” Arya asked, failing to fully mask the concern in her voice. Please don’t abandon me, she thought. Please, Jaqen. Please, please—

He chuckled, pausing to throw her a lopsided grin over his shoulder. “A man will take watch.”

“Oh.” She felt stupid for worrying. “Thanks.”

The redheaded man disappeared into the dark, without sound. Arya settled down onto the frozen ground, taking another blanket and wrapping it around her petite form. She thought for a bit, laying there on the cold ground, first about her family, though her thoughts quickly drifted to the ever-mysterious man whom she was traveling with. 

She fell asleep wondering about his past, questioning why he had been taken prisoner to the night watch. She thought of that odd patch of silver in his hair, and wondered how it had gotten there. She saw those golden eyes—almost Lannister eyes, though so much more powerful, yet less despotic. His jaw, his cheeks, his lean frame…

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Faintly, Arya could feel fingernails lightly dragging up her forearms, tickling her enough to rouse her from sleep. Her eyes snapped open, revealing a black pupil surrounded by millions of tiny specks of gold and green and blue. She gasped, reeling. 

Jaqen raised an eyebrow casually, but made no comment about her surprise. “A man thinks it would be best if him and a girl were to get going,” he stated, standing. 

A blush spread beneath her pale skin. “Yes, of course. Are we stopping at the hot spring?”

Jaqen nodded, folding blankets and packing their few collective belongings back into their bags. He took two modest rolls out of the food supply and untied the horses. “It will take fifteen minutes on horseback to get to the spring.” He tossed Arya some bread and handed her the white mare she had ridden yesterday. 

She yawned, carefully placing the food between her teeth as she climbed into the saddle. “Thank you,” she mumbled, her words garbled. 

They rode steadily on a small deer trail through the woods. Jaqen gracefully ducked branches and weaved his horse around the sticks, the rising sun gleaming off his hair. Occasionally, Arya would lose track of him in the thicket—even his horse was eerily quiet—but he would always return to her. 

After what felt like much longer than a quarter of hour, they entered a small clearing that had filled with steam. Sunlight filtered through tall pines, glinting off the partially hidden water. Arya let the steam flow through her nostrils, giving her an odd, clean feeling. 

Jaqen slid off his horse, lazing tying the reins to a nearby tree. Without so much as looking at Arya, he began to stride towards the pool of water, his fingers deftly moving at the laces of his top. The garment was off his shoulders in seconds, leaving his tan, muscular shoulders exposed. His frame was quickly swallowed up by the steam, nothing but a silhouette to be seen. 

Arya stared at where he had disappeared for a moment, unsure of what she should do. Almost robotically, she threw a leg over the side of her steed, letting her feet slip from the stirrups and fall to the forest floor quietly. Her feet carried her towards the heart of the steam and, eventually, she spotted Jaqen once again. 

His clothes were in a pile next to the water, and his lithe frame was soaking in the heated spring. Tan, scarred shoulders gracefully emerged from the pool, his torso hidden. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed in obvious pleasure. His red hair hung heavily, dark with saturation. 

“It is not polite for a lovely girl to stare,” he stated after a moment, not bothering to open his eyes.

Arya shook her head as if snapping out of a trance. “I wasn’t staring.”

A raised eyebrow. “No?”

“Hurry up,” she barked. “I want to bathe, too.”

“A girl is welcome to join a man, if she is unwilling to wait.”

Arya bit the inside of her cheek. She was tempted to join him. “That would be improper.”

His eyes opened fractionally, looking her over lazily. “Fine, then. A girl can wait her turn.”

She huffed. “Just be quick.”

His hand moved suddenly, splashing hot water at her, and Arya had to leap back to keep from getting drenched…

[aryaxjaqenweek]

IT'S FILL DAY!!!

Let's end this week with a bang!

[meredactyl]

Title Crush Author ithilienne NSFW? no Rating/Warnings gen, I guess? there’s a kiss. it’s kind of pretty angsty, and although it’s in an AU, Arya is in early high school still and Jaqen is in late college, so.

written for aryaxjaqenweek day 6, “if you would learn, you must come with me.” ——-

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DAY 6 IS UPON US!

A prompt is as follows:

"'If you would learn, you must come with me.'"

***Reminder that tomorrow is Fill Day!  Fill Day is a great way to end AXJ Week with a bang.  Did you write something for one of the prompts but not get to post it in time?  Post it/submit it tomorrow on Fill Day.  Did you write or create something for AXJ Week that doesn't fit with the prompts but you want us all to see how fucking rad you are?  Awesome, you are rad indeed.  Submit it tomorrow!

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Title The Wolf in Wolf’s Clothing Author ithilienne NSFW? nope Rating/Warnings gen/none Summary Arya keeps saying that she’s embracing her new life and calling, but a man wonders, and suspects, otherwise. written for aryaxjaqenweek day 5, “A girl should be bloody, too. This is her work.”

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