the girl with the wolfish grin

[kingbranstark]

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[itsallaboutsophieturner]

[maisiewilliams]

modern au → arya stark as an underground assassin in london

[dearmomsenn]

[britishgeekdom-blog]

[ojeras-malva]

[aryasstarks-deactivated20140821]

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[sektiumsempra-deactivated201504]

[laynetalks-deactivated20260205]

[laboomer]

“the night is dark and full of terrors” : part Two AU

[laboomer]

“the night is dark and full of terrors” AU

[delight-i-n-g]

[mcmyrs]

“Watch your mouth!” Robb scolded, only half meaning it. He honestly didn’t completely mind when his sister acted like a tomboy (99.99% of the time) but he found that when someone messed with her short temper, there would usually be a result that was at least half entertaining. Almost as entertaining as Sansa getting frazzled. But he wasn’t in the mood for that then. He needed to pass those exams and someone to help him get ambitious, get hyped.

He blew out a sharp breath of air in frustration, “I don’t need you to do it for me…” he eyed her desk before continuing, “and I don’t need you to organize. I just need you to help me study. I can’t focus.” He sighed once more, irritated with his lack of options and his lack of motivation. Usually he didn’t have a problem mustering up the ambition to complete a task he know he would benefit from.

He sat down next to the pile of books and papers, criss-crossing his legs, “I’m not exactly overly eager to go over contracts and torts… But maybe we could just help each other out by working at the same time? Besides, I took calculus in high school.. I’m sure I could help at least a little?”

[careful-shebites]

Whenever Robb tried chastising her, Arya always had to roll her eyes. Robb Stark, so much like father, she thought before almost snorting with amusement. The girl stuck her tongue out at him before leaning over to pick up some of the papers, eyes roaming over the words scribbled across the loose-leaf. As Robb spoke, her eyes slowly drifted away from the big words to stare at him, skepticism in her eyes. 

"So...you want me to help you focus?" 

Her brother tried to explain, and Arya pursed her lips and nodded in understanding, glancing over her shoulder back towards her desk at the unfinished calc homework laying atop the wood. She was maybe 25 percent finish, and she was being generous to herself. 

"That sounds," she paused and took a breath, turning forward with bored eyes," absolutely horrible, Robb!" She made a face at him and shook her head, throwing the papers in her hands onto the bed with a furrowed brow. Why were they torturing themselves? 

"I have a better idea!" she exclaimed, grinning wickedly. She ran over to him and sat across from him, mimicking his stance. Her knees bumped up against his as she sat close, and she grabbed the papers and books in his hands and lap and placed them under her bed. 

"Show me that move Theon and you were trying to teach Bran. I swear I can learn it faster." Arya knew the two of them were teaching Bran how to fight, and Arya wanted in. 

[mattmsith-blog]

Maisie Williams at the Game of Thrones Exhibit

[careful-shebites]

♫

Die Trying - Art of Dying

I wish I knew then what I know now. But I’d probably do the same. I get the feeling it’s planned out, from the cradle to the grave.

Sometimes the weight is more than I can hold. But I’d rather fail then never really know.

If it takes forever I will die trying. If it takes forever I will die trying. I will die trying.

I am digging a hole. I am taking it all. I am digging a hole to bury my soul.I am digging.

[careful-shebites]

♫

To Return - Chevelle

Poor boy became a slave to use. Now despair moves in so close. Too many years, free at last. He didn’t know, so learned to speak. He clears his throat, Cause you can’t miss this.

Poor boy became a slave to use. Rebuild what’s left of this child, so weak. Sorry, changes, trample the plan. Death, stores, victims once more.

Keep on burnin’ through the noose.

Keep on…

[careful-shebites]

♫ - GunsandGraces

The Mission - Puscifer

Bought a hot shot gat from a north end guinea.‘Cause they’re hip to the bull and hip to the lies.Ante up with your ass ‘cause you ain’t got a penny.Whatcha’ know about the ways on the underside?

Yeah, the streets rose in two perfect waves in the night.Crashes on my left, and one on my right.It’s all fire and brimstone baby, so let’s go outside.It’s all fire and brimstone baby, I got my brand new pistol baby.

Our turn to decide, who lives and who dies.Right in front of your eyes, it’s time to get up.Our turn to decide, who lives and who dies.Now answer the lies it’s time to get up.Our turn to decide, who lives and who dies.Whatcha’ know about the ways on the underside?