And DONE! In all its mighty power puff font glory. Did lots of experimenting tonight. :I
we war, we will
kill for you
I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai …
(Chapter 13 in Tempering Winter)
A hushed silence fell around Winterfell when she arrived.
Gendry didn’t know what to make of her, so he just did his best to stay as far away from her as possible. It killed two birds with one stone, seeing as how she was always around King Stannis. That way he was able to avoid both of them. Winterfell was large and still needed enough work where he could stay busy and keep his head down. It helped that he had Arya watching out for him. He knew that he wasn’t supposed to know, but he could tell that she was on edge. She stuck by his side more often now; and while she worked tirelessly, he caught her pretending to work and looking around instead. It was almost impossible to tell, but he’d learned her tells quickly enough. She always surveyed the area three times before going back to actually working.
“I don’t like her,” Arya announced one night. She was leaning against a wall, her arms folded across her chest and a dark frown on her face, as she stared across the room where the she and the king sat. There were so many men in the hall that it was easy to get lost in the crowd. Normally, they sat up front with Stannis, but they’d taken to eating with the men ever since she had arrived. Rickon was just fine with that, seeing as how he wanted to get to know the men that had pledged fealty to him more; and even Sansa had come down to sit with them.
Sansa sighed. “Sit down and eat your food, Arya, please.”
“She should go back to wherever she came from,” Arya snarled viciously, still not pulling her eyes away from the woman. “She doesn’t belong here.”
“She came from the Wall,” Sansa replied placidly. She was the only one besides Gendry that was able to calm Arya down, though she seemed to be failing at the moment. Ever since that she had shown up a week ago, Arya had been brimming with energy. She even felt hot to the touch; and he could see the fire in her eyes where there was normally ice.
Arya huffed and pushed herself away from the wall. He thought she was going to storm out for a moment, but instead she sat down on the bench next to him. “It’s not fair that she was at the Wall,” she muttered, more or less to herself. Sansa gave her sister a sad look, but said nothing in return. Their half-brother Jon Snow was at the Wall, but while they could have had news from him, they’d all steadfastly refused to speak with their new guest. Arya jerked her plate towards her and began to eat without another word. Their food was small, rationed out so that everyone could eat. They still had to prepare for winter. It always marveled Gendry that this was still considered fall, seeing as how there were foots of snow out there. The knights from the South were not used to this and many were left shaking in their boots.
For melisandreinwonderland, a fic where Davos and Melisandre get along.
Summary: Davos returned to the Wall from Skagos, and discovered a surprise.
In the same setting as this one, it could be seen as a follow up. But this drawing was what really inspired me.
For ohmytheon, just because I can.
R’HLLOR BE A FUCKING FENCE.
I am currently fangirling to bits and pieces, just so you know.
Melisandre makes everything oh-so sexy. All her red and combine that with Lannister red. Oh my lawd. That’s almost not legal.
