arya-jon
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"I have no sister." The words were knives. What do you know of my heart, priestess? what do you know of my sister?
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arya-jon · 5 days ago
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Crowning of a new Queen, after all, all men must die
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As much as I love Sansa, I think she may die in the end, as lady did :/
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arya-jon · 18 days ago
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Arya & Jon's fancast that reminds me of their dynamic in Winterfell part 1
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arya-jon · 1 month ago
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they were the only ones
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arya-jon · 2 months ago
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older!arya and undead!jon doodles
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arya-jon · 2 months ago
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Arya took after their lord father. Her hair was a lusterless brown, and her face was long and solemn.
Jon had their father's face, as she did. They were the only ones. […] When Arya had been little, she had been afraid that meant that she was a bastard too. It had been Jon she had gone to in her fear, and Jon who had reassured her.
A Game of Thrones, Arya I
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arya-jon · 3 months ago
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Jonrya ♡
“What do you know of my heart, priestess? What do you know of my sister?”
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arya-jon · 3 months ago
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Jon messed up her hair. "I will miss you, little sister." Suddenly she looked like she was going to cry. “I wish you were coming with us.” “Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. Who knows?”
A Game of Thrones, Jon II
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arya-jon · 4 months ago
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🤍🖤
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arya-jon · 4 months ago
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Maybe on the morrow she would tell him about the cat that had followed her home last night from Pynto's, the cat that was hiding in the rafters, looking down on them. Or maybe not. If he could have secrets, so could she.
A Dance with Dragons, The Blind Girl
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had… yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now…
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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✨✨ arya ✨🩶🐺⚔️❄️🤍✨✨
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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ARYA STARK APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 ↳ Day 6: Parallels → Rhaenys Targaryen
The mummers off the Ship showed her how a hero stands, and taught her speeches from The Song of the Rhoyne, The Conqueror's Two Wives, and The Merchant's Lusty Lady.
A Feast for Crows, Cat of the Canals
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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ARYA STARK APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 || Day 6: Parallels with other characters
Arya (A Song of Ice and Fire) and San (Princess Mononoke) + parallels
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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He doesn't like Ned. The squire seemed nice enough to Arya; maybe a little shy, but good-natured.  She wondered if he would still call her "little sister." I'm not so little anymore. He'd have to call me something else. - A Storm of Swords, Arya VIII
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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• arya stark appreciation week day 5: romantic interests
You know nothing, Jon Snow. He thought of Arya, her hair as tangled as a bird's nest.
Olivia Hussey as Arya / Tom Sturridge as Jon
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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arya stark appreciation week → day 2: her pack
She dreamed of wolves most every night. A great pack of wolves, with her at the head. She was bigger than any of them, stronger, swifter, faster. She could outrun horses and outfight lions. When she bared her teeth even men would run from her, her belly was never empty long, and her fur kept her warm even when the wind was blowing cold. And her brothers and sisters were with her, many and more of them, fierce and terrible and hers. They would never leave her.
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arya-jon · 5 months ago
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arya stark appreciation week → day 5: romantic interests
"The Night's Watch will make for Hardhome. I ride to Winterfell alone, unless …" Jon paused. "… is there any man here who will come stand with me?" The roar was all he could have hoped for, the tumult so loud that the two old shields tumbled from the walls. Soren Shieldbreaker was on his feet, the Wanderer as well. Toregg the Tall, Brogg, Harle the Huntsman and Harle the Handsome both, Ygon Oldfather, Blind Doss, even the Great Walrus. I have my swords, thought Jon Snow, and we are coming for you, Bastard.
A Dance with Dragons, Jon XIII
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