#Gendrya ff

[pixiecactus]

one of my favourites gendrya moments that got completely eviscerated by that awful show/hbo is this one:

“Child,” said the singer, “put up that sword, and we’ll take you to a safe place and get some food in that belly. There are wolves in these parts, and lions, and worse things. No place for a little girl to be wandering alone.” “She’s not alone.” Gendry rode out from behind the cottage wall, and behind him Hot Pie, leading her horse. In his chainmail shirt with a sword in his hand, Gendry looked almost a man grown, and dangerous. Hot Pie looked like Hot Pie. “Do like she says, and leave us be,” warned Gendry.

as someone who was reading the books around the time that got's third season was airing (at least in my country was in late 2013/early 2014), even as young as i was back then i could see that show!gendrya was devoid of their book dynamic that made me ship them in the first place. if i'm being honest the only show!gendrya moment i like, is when they first meet each other on season one and that's it.

book!gendry wanted them (arya and him) to leave their little group behind because the boy could see that the other children were dead weight, he's harsh about it but it's true, and when he brought it up to arya, a girl who cares so deeply about the people around her and their suffering, they obviously have a disagreement, this gets burried by the moment that arya decides to trust gendry with her identity, because "only gendry was different" and because the queen was after him too.

i derailed my train of thought a little bit (sorry that happens a lot in my posts), but what i was meant to be writing is that, even when he was opposed to the idea, gendry protected and nurtured this group of little kids, all while being a kid himself, exactly like arya did.

book!arya stark's passing presence in book!gendry's life, changed him, for the better i may say. but i'm a book!gendrya shipper, so my opinion is obviously biased. book!gendry is devotedly loyal to arya, so much that we actually see him, going from a figure that dislikes and distrusts nobility, that helps arya realize that northern/tully men commit awful crimes against the smallfolk too, to a child soldier helping in a quest for revenge for the treason commited against the starks in the riverlands. and i'm not even going to dabble in the "look at my boy, he's taking care of orphaned children now" once again.

show!arya stark's passing presence in show!gendry's life ain't worth shit. and it infuriates me so much. they made show!gendry a soft boi, with an immense "lacking a backbone" problem. i can resume show!gendrya relationship into: "two people that met as children (even when clearly 25 year old joe dempsie couldn't pass as a 16 year old boy), little girl had a crush in the older boy, i guess you can say older boy broke little girl's heart (referring to the "i can be your family" scene), then a lot of years pass between then, not even acknowledging that they knew each other once in that time, and they meet again, older boy who is a man now gets a "wow, she's hot now" moment and they are now both sexually attracted to each other (yay! ig...) but of course little girl, who is a woman now, is a wickedly threatening force and a murderer, and man is such a nice guy that people think he could do a lot better. they fuck. man makes a godamn awful marriage proposal to woman, but she's too far gone to even contemplate the idea, and to even let herself recover from the trauma she has endured. and woman breaks man's heart"

if that's your thing and you ship show!gendrya, more power to you. it's not a bad thing at all, it's just so lackluster to me in comparison, even when book!gendrya hasn't taken a turn forward in the romantic direction yet. and to be honest, even i have to say that the actors did a great job portraying a romantic couple even with the awful writing in the show, but for me show!gendrya lacks a deeper connection between them, and i'm not even bothered over the fact that they didn't end up together

rip book!gendry, you would have hated class traitor show!gendry so much

ps: i think this need to be said in an environment as tumblr but i'm not hating at all joe dempsie and his gendry's performance, he's just an actor doing his job, he's just being told what to do.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Game Of Thrones Fanfiction List

Bequeathed from Pale Estates By Author376

In a Westeros where Soulmates are bound and Marked by the Gods to bind Houses together and pay blood debts, Lyarra Snow and Oberyn Martell are about to get a shock…

Winter Thorns of Highgarden (FF | AO3) By Madrigal_in_training (FF | AO3)

The knight's supposed to save the princess from the dragon but here, the princess is a dragon, the knight is a bookish lord, and the greatest threat is either the old lady in the blue wimple or the honorable warden with the Ice sword. Because no one thought a second Stark girl would be kidnapped for marriage or that the sensible Willas Tyrell would be the one to kidnap her.

Incandescent (FF | AO3) By Madrigal_in_training (FF | AO3)

In a moment of grief-stricken madness, Catelyn Stark attempts to murder her husband’s bastard. Yet her entire worldview shatters when Lyarra Snow refuses to burn. Fem!Jon, Lyarra x Robb

A Golden Age By margotdavid (FF | AO3)

At her father's request, Alysanne calls the banners and marches south. For what reason, she is not sure, but as she meets the lions on the field, Alysanne finds that she was more fire in her blood than she though. Tywin Lannister is seeing his house crumble to the ground because of his daughter. Worse, a wild girl just defeated his army. But when the face of Rhaella Targaryen appears in front of him, he makes a gamble that might just save his legacy.

A Song of Vengeance (AWOIAF | GOT | AO3) By IWantColouredRain (FF | AO3)

15 years ago, the Targaryens were forced into exile by the rebel alliance of the West-Stormlands-Vale-Riverlands... and Dorne. To ensure the loyalty of the hostile North, Aly Stark was wed to King Robert's closest friend, Oberyn Martell. Now, after 15 years, the wolves and dragons' pieces are in place, and they will have revenge. (Role Reversal.) Martell Centric. Hiatus

A Song of Marked Souls (AWOIAF | GOT | AO3) By IWantColouredRain (FF | AO3)

In a world where magic remains strong and the Old Gods keep active in the lives of their followers, Alyssa Snow and Oberyn Martell bear Marks that, according to the ancient gods that lurk in the weir woods, destine them for greatness. (Fem!Jon Snow. Not for Tully fans. OOC!Characters)

Princess of Wolves, Prince of Snakes (AWOIAF | GOT | AO3) By IWantColouredRain (FF | AO3)

After the Lions' coup, Aegon VI flees with his wife, mother, uncle and cousins in search of allies and safety in order to regain his throne. But there is only one place to go: The Winterlands, the only part of Westeros to remain independent of the Iron Throne. Hiatus until summer

The Star of the North (AWOIAF | GOT | AO3) By IWantColouredRain (FF | AO3)

Just when Lady Alarra Stark feels she has no escape other than death, she finds another option in the form of a Dornish viper and his elegant paramour.

There and Back Again (FF | AO3) By Naerys Blackfyre (FF | AO3)

After the events of season 8, Jon of House Targaryen is sent back in time to fulfill his destiny as the prince that was promised. Jonsa, Gendyra, RhaeLya, Anti-Dany, Dany fans beware. AU! NOT ANYTHING LIKE CANON!

Father of Dragons (FF | AO3) By Naerys Blackfyre (FF | AO3)

"How did you know of this chest Sam?" Jon's eyebrows were drawn together in a frown. "Hummm…oh uh well Maester Aemon told me to give this chest to you when he died. He said that you would most likely be in need of them." Sam answers with a shrug. Jon stared at Sam with a frown painted on this face. What could Maester Aemon possibly wanted to give him? Jonsa, Gendrya, Braime, RhaeEliaLya, Anti-Dany

Lost Girl By prussianblues

She leaves the Seven Kingdoms a bastard and returns a queen.

Or, Joanna Snow is in King’s Landing when Cersei seizes the city, and Varys sneaks her out to meet her brother. A meddling Magister later, she meets Daenerys as well.

A story told in drabbles.

To Go Forward By togo

Jon Snow wakes up in Winterfell, two years in the past. He struggles with his knowledge of the upcoming wars, the mystery of his mother's forgotten letters, and the prophecy of the Prince That Was Promised. How much time does he have until the Others invade Westeros?

A Second Time Around By ratclanqueen

"I know this is hard for you to understand but we have already lived this life once. The Gods are blessing us. I saw this before the Night King broke through the Wall. We have been reborn into our bodies before Jon Arryn's murder with our memories and knowledge of what could possibly lie ahead," Bran told them.

When all of House Stark wake up one morning with their deaths being their clearest memories, the wheel begins to turn. The game has a new player in the form of Sansa Stark, the Red Wolf of Winterfell and the Queen in the North before her death, who is determined to see her family grow old and happy in Winterfell and the Iron Throne melted to a puddle of metal at her feet.

Dragons of Red, Dragons of White By NightDrake

After the Duel on the Trident, there are ramifications that none could foresee. In the world built afterwards, dragons once again rule and roam Westeros, among them the son of a northern beauty and the king. Prince Jon and his kin, Stark and Targaryen alike, face new challenges from both without and within. Whatever the future holds, the Seven Kingdoms will learn that, whether in a coat of red or a coat of white, a dragon still has claws.

Manners and Misunderstandings By mostlyclouds

The Stark sisters have travelled all the way to London to begin their first season, leaving behind the familiar world of Winterfell Hall and a disappointed Jon Stark- with whom the eldest Miss Stark has been convinced to break off a connection. In London they join family friends the Baratheons and the fashionable young Tyrells in a world of romance and balls.

Meanwhile Gendry Waters has been plucked out of the life he knew to become his ailing father's heir, Robb, Theon and later Rickon embark on military careers in the Napoleonic wars, and their aunt Lysa makes a foolish marriage.

When tragedy hits the family, they must come together, learning how manners may hide monsters and the best people are often those misunderstood by society.

The Conquest By DolorousEdditor

An AU of grand scale inspired by a prompt by Oblongata.

Three hundred years after Aegon the Conqueror built a new empire on the ashes of the Valyrian Freehold the known world is a place of war. The Targaryen Empire is pressed by enemies, the Seven Kingdoms war amongst themselves and forces contrive to pull them all apart.

Amidst all this are a prince and princess who fear themselves ruined by the horrors they've endured. Together they might be the hope their people are looking for. More importantly, they might be the dream both abandoned long ago.

A Caged Songbird By bikadoo

“I will be a silent, and dutiful wife,” Sansa spits. “I will be their pretty little songbird, and wear their ugly crown, and sit on their painful throne. I shall give him a babe, and my love, and I will wait until he thinks that he has won. And then I shall take his life."

Shae goes still. "You ... you plan to kill the King?"

"No," Sansa says. "I plan to kill my husband."

A Knight's Watch By DolorousEdditor

Jon Snow is forbidden to take the black by his father. Instead he sent to squire for a famous knight, beginning a long arduous journey that causes him to cross paths with characters he never would have. Along the way he learns truths long hidden and discovers love in the most unlikely of places.

All of this in the shadow of the War of Five Kings and the coming of the Others.

[thescarletgarden1990]

In the Midnight Hour - Chapter 28: Ready or Not

Moodboard by @justwandering-neverlost​

It was mornings as peaceful as the following one, that Arya desperately needed in her life. Being a Sunday, Gendry had her promise the night before that she would spend the morning with him, for once not worrying about her studies. It had irked her at first, but now she was glad he had insisted.

There would be no alarm sounding today. She woke up to the soft rhythmic stroke of Gendry’s fingers on her bare back, as she lie on her stomach on the bed. She didn’t open her eyes, relishing in the soothing sensation. Every few minutes, he would take his hand away from her skin briefly, as she could hear the flutter of pages before he would resume his caresses. It was so peaceful, the light morning breeze filtering through the open window, the birds chirping in the distance, the peace of being with him.

When she was with Gendry, Arya could let her walls down. She could just be, without worrying of being vulnerable, without worrying of what he would think of her, because he saw her for what she was. 

Sighing contentedly, she rolled on her back, facing Gendry and fluttering her eyes open. His hand moved softly on her breast instead, a smile on his face. “Good morning,” he murmured. He shut the book he was reading, setting it on the nightstand before he bent over her, placing a loving kiss on her lips.

[bigdaddib]

Some Arya Stark doodles to advertise my hunger games au gendrya fic! The first five chapters are up if you're interested 😁

[alltheworldsinmyhead]

the lady & the bastard

the she-wolf & the stag

the stranger & the smith

the forest lass & the forest love

NO FEATHERBED                                                                                            a.k.a the collection of my favorite gendrya fanfiction as of June 2020

Hello, fellow gendrya shippers! Please celebrate my birthday with me by reading one (or two, or twenty) of the fics below. All of them are absolutely beautifully-written, heart-warming breaking, in-character depiction of Arya and Gendry and I hope they will bring you as much joy as they did to me. Huge shout out to all the fic writers mentioned - I cannot be thankful enough for your contributions to this fandom. Also, if you have your own favorites/recommendiations, PLEASE leave them in the comments! The more great fics the better. 

CANON UNIVERSE 

Arya of the Thousand Days by DrHolland/// the official, canon ending of asoiaf, period. Also the greatest unfinished fic known to the humanity

The White and the Grey by  crossingwinter // aka the smut we all deserve, kingsguad!gendry au

The Tourney of The Dawn by apolla// again, D&D can go fuck themselves. Great post-canon 

all secrets sleep in winter clothes by  wintersun  // featuring nymeria as the best matchmaker north of the neck

No Featherbed For Me by  vixleonard // epic fic, but they do marry other people, just a heads up

If the summer of our lives could just come again by TheDameintheRaininMaine  // time travel fix-it, gendrya is NOT a main focus, but whenever they appear it’s absolutely adorable

The Return of the Wolf by  Kittenshift17 // faceless woman!arya, one of the best gendrya fights i have ever read

Warrior, Maiden, Smith and its companion drabble  by  madaboutasoiaf  // ned takes gendry with him to winterfell

Stranger by  shinelikemillions AND  you made a slow disaster out of me by  i-revel-in-chaos // two version of the same beautifully heartbreaking ANGST

Like Wenda by  Furious_Winter // outlaws au

Count Your Blessings, She’s Coming For You by akingdomofunicorns// reunion fic

Rain by  therearenousernameleft// arranged marriage au

Bound by  NRGburst // your name/ kimi no na wa au, lovely as HECK 

Born in Fever by elephant_eyelash// wonderfully angsty. Arya and Gendry survive the winter in the North

for my wild by vixleonard// forge baby propaganda still going strong

A Dream of You by acornsandravens// the ‘dramatic love confession as she’s about to marry somone else’ fic you’ve been looking for

Dig by acornsandravens // pretend marriage smut, honestly, what more you can ask for

meet me in the afterglow by vixleonard// Arya grows up at the Crossroads Inn with Gendry and BwB. Just do yourself a favor and read this fic

The Tilt by acornsandravens// literally EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND HAPPY AU

i'll follow you (even by accident) by scrubclub// post-canon, time travel fic

At Storm's End a.k.a. the Uncleverse series by joinedunderprotest // gendrya growing family at Storm’s End

River children series by  Space_Samurai // Arya marries Elmar Frey

Beyond The End by  crossingwinter// Arya and Gendry go beyond the Wall to bring Bran home

Winter Storm by  Kittenshift17 // arranged marriage au/Gendry is trueborn au 

Winter Heat by Kittenshift17// as abover but in Winterfell

Encounters by jeeno2// AWESOME baseborn!Arya, prince!Gendry au

sword and smith by honey_wheeler// incredibly lovely first time fic

 AU-s

i feel my pulse quickening (when your name lights up the screen) by  JustATinyTurtle // a phone swap fic

manor/estate series by  scrubclub// uptown girl au basically

Did it hurt? by scrubclub // superheroes/superpowers au

The Dating Game by scrubclub // matchmaking au, college au

re: weapons (and you) by  scrubclub // historian!gendry and archeologist!arya

You’ve Got That Medicine I Need (Fame, Liquor, Love, Give It To Me Slowly) by  akingdomofunicorns // band au

we can pretend that they don't know our name by scrubclub // forbidden romance au

Spoken in Haste by  joinedunderprotest // regency era au

love, war, and a few things in between by  scrubclub // absolutely delightful idiots to lovers hogwarts au

hope will put the colors in the sky by  monroeslittle // forbidden romance au

took the long road by  lightninginabottle0613 // the most beautiful roadtrip au you’ll ever read (+ the best sequel ever)

let me help by  lightninginabottle0613 // friends to parents to lovers. HONESTLY.

maybe it's intuition by  lightninginabottle0613 // dog-walking au, do i even need to say more? 

The Stripper AU No One Asked For by  crossingwinter // the title speaks for itself. EXCELLENT smut and way deeper than you may think

Six Feet Beneath the Moon by  Dalzo // hogwarts au

arya, please by  scrubclub // ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE falling in love in a record store au

Tell Me by  Persuade_me // friends to lovers smut, god bless, honestly

Obligations by  Persuade_me// modern royality arranged marriage au

to love with a rough abandon by  Debate // the fairytale/red riding hood au that will make you SCREAM

the overstay by  fictionsofthemind // the quarantine fic we all wanted/needed/deserved

what am I supposed to do?  series by chasingforeverandaday // the robin hood au

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out by acornsandravens// Hero and Leander au, Arya and Gendry meet on Braavos 

oh, brother by scrubclub // blind date au

The Last Time by  yanak324// THE BEST, THE MOST REALISTIC AND WELL-WRITTEN FRIENDS TO LOVERS TO STRANGERS TO LOVERS YOU’LL EVER READ

the trouble with secrets by yanak324// adorable bffs to lovers au

you undid me like a fairy tale by yanak324// god bless, we stan ned dayne in this house

love on the brain series by  yanak324// a collection of modern au drabbles

Fall by crossingwinter// god, i love this story so much. It’s so good and so important and just... go read it pls

Dream Until Your Dreams Come True by crossingwinter// soulmates au/university au

different types of friends by Debate// Hot Pie being the Oblivious Pie

A Bad Oak Tree by crossingwinter// coffee shop au

autumn again by crossingwinter// the most in-character discussion of marriage ever

David and Goliath by honey_wheeler// size differences ;)

[forget-me-not-s]

Who's writing this Gendrya AU?!

[anxious-acushla]

𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓘𝓷 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 by @foxxandbeanz

Gendry has been hiding in plain sight for three years. Smithing. Biding his time. Alone. Someone is about to find him and set him on a new path to familiar faces *or* Gendry finds out Arya is alive and they start a new journey together.

“𝙰𝚛𝚢𝚊 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙.”

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎’𝚍 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. “𝙰𝚛𝚢𝚊 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍.”

“𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝.”

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗. 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚁𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗. 𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙰𝚛𝚢𝚊’𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙. “𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜.”

“𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 . . . 𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚜.”

“𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝,” 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚍, 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. “𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚜? 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚐, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑? 𝙷𝚘𝚠’𝚖 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛?”

“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚂𝚑𝚎’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍.”

“𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎’𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛?” 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛.

“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕.”

[lumierelalune]

Gendrya week day 3: Colors 

Sliding to the door on her socks Arya just barely managed to grab the doorknob before Rickon did. He groaned and she stuck her tongue out at him before opening the door just wide enough for her to slip outside, keeping a tight grip on the knob so that Rickon couldn’t swing it open behind her.

“Hey!” she said brightly, turning to smile at Gendry before she caught sight of what he was wearing and her face and her stomach dropped in horror. “I thought you wanted my family to like you.”  

Gendry frowned at her before he looked down at himself. Clean jean (no oil stains he’d triple checked this morning), red plaid flannel shirt, clean work boots. He couldn’t see anything out of place so he didn’t understand why Arya was staring at him like he’d shown up looking like he had just been the star of Carrie.

“Take off that shirt.” she hissed, before looking over her shoulder to make sure they were well hidden from sight by the windows on either side of the door. She knew Rickon had to be peeking out at them and he had surely seen the offensiveness of Gendry’s outfit but Rickon’s silence was the easiest to buy of their siblings.

“Why?” Gendry asked in confusion, running his hand down the front of the garment in question. It wasn’t that wrinkled, he’d hung it in the bathroom while he showered and most of the wrinkles had fallen away.  

“If Robb sees you...” Arya trailed off into silence, the thought to terrible too give a voice to. She let go of the doorknob to all but throw herself at Gendry, her fingers going for the buttons on his shirt even as Gendry rose his hands and backed away to try to fend her off.

“Arya what the Seven Hells are you doing?” Gendry asked in confusion, darting glances at the door certain it was going to open at any moment and her very important father was going to ask why his daughter was undressing her much older boyfriend on his front porch.  

“You’re wearing red!” Arya snapped, succeeding in getting the top button undone. She breathed a sigh of relief to see the collar of Gendry’s white t-shirt beneath the horrible red shirt.  

“So?” Gendry asked in confusion as he stepped backwards onto the stairs and had to grab the railing to prevent himself from falling onto his ass. Arya used his distraction to attack his buttons again. “I thought your family were wolves not bulls.”  

“That’s the point!” Arya hissed as Gendry regained his footing and started rebuttoning the three buttons she had gotten undone in his distraction. “The Direwolves play the Lions today and you are wearing the wrong color.”

A startled laugh bubbled out of Gendry at that. He loved rugby as much as anybody but the only team he was truly wild for was the small minor league team that recruited solely from Flea Bottom. The majors weren’t as interesting to him so he didn’t really follow them. Sure, he watched the games if they were on at the bar but he never understood how obsessed some people could get.

“What does that really matter Arya?” Gendry asked, finally managing to catch her hands in his to stop her frantic pawing at his chest. With him standing on the steps they were eye level for once and he could see the pure horror in her eyes. He rose his eyebrows at her before shrugging. It was just a shirt. He could meet her family in a t-shirt if it stopped her from looking like that. “If it means that much I’ll take it off.”

Arya watched gratefully as Gendry dropped her hands and reached for the buttons of his apparently very poor decision shirt when the front door flung open.

“See!” Rickon cried defensively and Arya closed her eyes and cursed. How easy he turned on them all.

“Arya what the fu-” Robb began angrily and Arya met Gendry’s suddenly terrified eyes with a sigh as the sudden shouting from the door became indecipherable as her siblings all tried to yell over each other.  

“Everybody shut up!” she yelled, whirling around to glare at them all and reaching behind her to grip Gendry’s hand tightly. He stepped up onto the porch beside her and got a barbaric surge of satisfaction that everyone had to crane their necks up to glare at him as he did so.  

“There’s something you should know.” Arya took a deep breath and Gendry shot her a panicked look from the corner of his eye. They’d agreed not to break this news until after dinner. She squeezed his hand reassuringly before saying calmly, “Gendry is a Lions fan.”

Gendry rose his eyebrows at her in confusion and she met his eyes with a shrug while her family fell to pieces in front of her, shouting about betrayal and how they would never forgive her and how they couldn’t believe she had worse taste in men than Sansa. Compared to the fuss they kicked up about Gendry’s apparent rugby team alliance telling them about the baby went quite smoothly.  

Arya’s family wasn’t very quick to accept Gendry into the fold and he had a feeling it didn’t have very much to do with him impregnating Arya out of wedlock and then not marrying her even after she had the baby. He’d offered but she said she didn’t need a ring to know he loved her. No, Gendry was pretty sure their coldness to him had more to do with him supposedly being a Lions fan.  

Gendry said he could just start wearing Direwolves colors and tell her family he’d had a change of alliance but Arya insisted that would be worse, they would think he was lying to appease them or worse that his loyalty was so easily shifted. They came up with a plan that slowly he would start making comments on the Direwolves playing, complaining about the Lions defense strategies at family dinners. Slowly plant the seeds of dissent so when he started rooting for the Direwolves her family would feel vindicated but not like they were being pandered too.  

It would have worked too if they hadn’t let their daughter pick out her outfit for her third birthday party. Gendry had been standing by the grill with Robb having an actual decent conversation about the Direwolves game the night before when Nim ran up to them and did a twirl so they could see the way her puffy dressed billowed out around her. Gendry swallowed hard and silently cursed himself for not throwing it out when Mya sent it to her for Christmas. He should have known it would cause him nothing but trouble.

“Like my dress Daddy?” Nim asked sweetly, holding the puffy red tulle of the skirt out with one hand and running her hand affectionately over the printed lion across the front.  

Gendry swallowed dryly before nodding once. “Very pretty.”  

She smiled at him before running to show her grandma the dress and Gendry downed the rest of his beer before he dared to meet Robb’s eyes.

Robb glowered at him before speaking through clenched teeth. “You’re raising my niece to be a Lions fan?”

Robb didn’t speak to Gendry for eight months after that.  

[geraltcirilla]

One of my biggest issues with season 8 is that it was so rushed that many scenes of important character dialogue and reflection had to be cut. Therefore I’ve complied a list of canon-compliant cut-scenes or outright fix-its for various episodes. The scenes we deserved to see but were robbed of.

** Last Updated 6/1/19 **

7x06

A Long Time, Indeed by The_RedQueen_Supremacy

The Million And One Ways Arya Could (Should) Have Been Mentioned by SecondFromTheRight

7x07

By Your Side by sanctuary_for_all

My Lady by sanctuary_for_all

The Blacksmith's Assassin by Caenea

Winter Is Here by faithisbrokenn

Winter's Song by GaboBlue1004

8x01

This is my wish by crazychipmunk

A Portentous Reunion? by LME

arrival by Val_Creative

8x02

And Have Only Memories On Which To Depend by bethgreenesgf

looking up for heaven (waiting to be buried) by akingdomofunicorns

hold me in this wild, wild world by akingdomofunicorns

Today by SecondFromTheRight

The Wolf and the Stag by AGirlHas_NoOne

a steady place to lay down my defenses (loving you had consequences) by mariposaroja

You Belong to Me by therearenousernameleft

what little time we have left by aryasreys

8x03

The Power in a Name by Youmightdietrying

the aches that linger afterwards by madeofstarsandfanfics

Beneath The Weirwood by SecondFromTheRight

In The Dark by SecondFromTheRight

So Be With Me by Slytherin_Princess_Nysa

These Cold Stones Keep Our Stories by Fireway

This isn't Goodbye by crtkelly_writes

8x04

Somewhere Between, The Truth Lies by thotiana

Let the Good Things Last by Milaley

Before the Weirwood by ariannenymerosmartell (somethingmoo)

She Loved Him And He Loved Her by SecondFromTheRight

You'd Be My Lady by Opal_Butterfly

The World is Yours and Mine by stagaawolf

Your Equal by AmberStripez

If you're not with me by cassiemortmain

No Parting Glances by balios_and_xanthos

Not a fighter by sadplant

8x05

Make Our Own Way by Journalist298

hellscape by julesmpm

the fury by nymja

Somewhere I Have Never Traveled by thesunflowermachine

A Crown Of Golden Leaves by maize_onice

tremble by julesmpm

A Change of Heart by elbell3618

hallowed, but hesitated by PleaseDontGetMeRescued

And Indeed There Will Be Time by FrostedGemstones22

what happened in winterfell by imnotalady

Life or Death by alovelikeher

8x05 - Arya Leaves King’s Landing and Heads to Storm’s End

Choosing by HeavenlyDisaster

Lord and Lady of Storm's End by klarolinedrabbles

Fated Reunions by ronny_of_yore

And Arya Stark Chose to Live by Purple_Slippers_18

A Compromise by tabbytabbytabby

never leave well enough alone by charleybradburies

hellscape by julesmpm

The Beginning Of Hope by itsinthestars

The Many-Faced God Answers None by irishwoodkern

winters fall, storms end by ADaftMyriad

8x06 - The Dragon Pit Scene

Instinct. Habit. by SecondFromTheRight

Be With Me, Forest Love by capricopia3

Ends The Same Way by SecondFromTheRight

Honor by MeltedFlames

the way she shows me i'm hers, and she is mine by aliensroutthere

She Chose Life by WordsDontMeanShit

Make Our Own Way by Journalist298

8x06 - Goodbye Scene

Sailing Away by tabbytabbytabby

The Long Way Around by SecondFromTheRight

The Bad Kind by trufaxx

Dockside Romance by ronny_of_yore

by my side (you'll never be) by laultimastark

Treats You Kind by freelancejouster

i can't arrest the sun (but i am trying) by yanak324

Stupid Bull by pollyweaster

time and tide (will set her free) by purplemechanics

That's not me by StrangelyInnocent

all of our aching by olivemartini

Holding On and Letting Go by Swan

if i could do it all again (i know i'd go back to you) by miladys

the sun was shining on the sea by woodswanderer

With Me by LynyrdLionheart

8x06 - Gendry’s on the Ship

anywhere she goes by charleybradburies

Sun Chaser by wildechilde17

Sneaking by MissIves

Starlight by benofie

Sea Sick by thestarkbitchtumblr

when you move, i move by natalia17

when I'm with you by sunflowerjohnny

Love is the Ocean with You by crossingwinter

Sail the Western Waters by VarjoRuusu

To The End of The Earth by Crumpets

Post Season 8 - Reunion

Somewhere in the Middle by sneetchstar

been waiting for you by stilinskitrash

The Longer the Waiting by CravingHoneydukes

Time to face the Bull by RoziCanuti

Home of Our Making by missmissa85

Hello, my love. by catbug45

Westward to More by rowetheboat

going home by ellcxm6

Redemption by LME

The long way Round by Syrse

Are You Nobody Too? by whowhatsitwhich

i'd catch you if you fall by hollyhobbit101

How To Be Us by Violet_Eyes_and_Candlelight

To Temper Steel by NRGburst

Birds of a feather, wolves who run together by wmthackeray

The East Winds Whispered Your Name by Fireway

a cry at the final breath that is drawn by actualbluesargent

No Walls by HeavenlyDisaster

how can anybody have you and lose you (and not lose their minds, too)? by lavenderflower

letters he cannot read by youheldyourbreath

when everything is made to be broken (i just want you to know who i am) by rosemargaerys

Shifting Tides by elbell3618

the time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things by woodswanderer

what the sea gives (it can take away) by NaomiGnome

The sea that calls you home by cassiopiea

we have begun to heal by olivemartini

At Storm's End by 5hines_writes

our hearts buried deep by Val_Creative

Surprises come in all shapes and sizes by Koolnitchbitch

Come Back to Me and Say My Land Is Best by Draco_sollicitus

The Pack Survives by freyjaschariot

Exhale by elleisforlovee

Home by questioningconstellations

West of Westeros by MadamPuddifoot

A Featherbed Fit For Me by ASwornStark

Love Can Kill by PrincessAmericaChavez

Winters End by mssarahx

A Soft Epilogue by BeStillMySlashyHeart

And it's been a while (but I still feel the same) by sanstarcks

Lady's Bane by benofie

Vindication by MeltedFlames

What lies in Westeros by helgaslifehacks

Like Rations and Taxes (and Forks) by joinedunderprotest

Hello, Love by Slytherin_Princess_Nysa

lady of my heart. by AlwaysInSonder

Post Season 8 - Future Fic: Established Relationship

forest love and forest lass by desolatemind

Little Dreams of Spring by jeeno2

But First, We’ll Live by miladyaryastark

took me home by nymja

storms by AtLoLevad

Post Season 8 - Reflective

Eyes closed by Marial1_K

[aryasbadbenergy]

prompt for @bunchofrandomfanstuff

i hope you like this!! prompt: gendry follows arya after she leaves winterfell

“I could hear you cursing half a league away,” Arya says, not turning around to look at her follower. “If you intend to follow me to King’s Landing, you better learn how to ride a horse.”

Gendry struggles to reach her, but is able to keep her pace with his horse when he finally does. “I’m better than I used to be,” he argues.

“That doesn’t mean you’re any good at it.” Gendry shrugs beside her. “How did you know how to find me?”

“I just did,” he admits. “I know you and I remember your list from when we were children. Cersei was always on it. And she’s still alive.”

“You should return,” Arya says and Gendry looks to her face, but she is as stoic as usual. Her face gives nothing away, but the waver in her voice was hard to miss when he had spent the last week memorizing her.

“Why?”

“There’s no place for you with me.”

“You’re wrong,” Gendry sighs. He knows now that he should have waited to propose to her. He never fared well after he drank, but he finally had something that he could have offered to Arya.

Arya doesn’t speak for a long time, and Gendry lets her. She hadn’t sent him away directly yet, and he intended to stay with her until she did.

“I intend to kill the Queen.”

“I know.”

“I don’t intend to live.” Her voice doesn’t waver, doesn’t give any clue that she’s scared, and Gendry wants to sob for her. She had never been scared of anything, even when it seemed she was half her current size, and now she didn’t even fear death itself. She had told him that before the battle, but he had hoped she was only bluffing. The dragonglass she stabbed in the Night King’s belly had proved his hope wrong. Arya wasn’t afraid. She would die for her family.

“I know,” he chokes out.

“Then why are you still here?” She snaps, finally turning to look at him. Her eyes flame with something for a moment, but she shuts it off before he can study her. It wasn’t anger, but it was something else.

“I wanted to keep you company,” he says. “Nobody should travel to their death alone.”

“What do you expect to do?”

Gendry shrugs. “Whatever you need me to do. I can help. I can keep watch while you sleep, and I can settle the horses while you hunt. I can build a fire.”

Arya gives him the smallest of smiles. “Will you keep me warm at night?” She raises her eyebrow and heat floods Gendry’s cheeks. He had thought about keeping her warm again since before his botched proposal, but never with the thought that he would get the chance to do it again.

“If you would like me to,” he swallows thickly.

Arya nods and turns to look ahead of her horse again.

“What else?” She asks.

“I could tend to your wounds.” Her head had not yet healed, and neither had the bruising around her neck. He couldn’t do anything for the marks, though. Arya stays silent. She might have been thinking of the new wounds she could obtain on her hunt for Cersei Lannister’s blood. He didn’t want her to think about that. “And look pretty,” he quips. He had seen the way she eyed him as he worked before the battle and thinks that it wouldn’t be so bad for her to look at him like that again.

“You would tend my wounds and keep me warm and look pretty?” Gendry nods. A small smiles pulls at her lips as she muses, “I suppose that would make you my lady, then.” She turns to look at him again and grins.

“I suppose it would,” Gendry grins back. He would take anything Arya was willing to give. He just wanted to be by her side through it all.

[pixiecactus]

if anyone wonders if my posts are exactly my thoughts translated in written form, the answer is: yeah.

most of the time i have something i consider a partly decent thought and i decide to write it almost immediately because the longer i take in doing it, the faster i forget about it.

so colour me surprised when i saw this post in my drafts today, i really want to write a gendrya fic and bwb aus are my favourites, so i guess this is me trying to have an outline for it, but it's been so long that i don't have any idea of what i was going about here lmao.

[otp-obsessions]

I need this fanfic to exist

“I have a son, you have a daughter. We’ll join our houses.” -Robert

“You will marry a high lord and rule his castle.” “No that’s not me.”  -Ned + Arya

I soooo need a fanfic of Ned and Robert looking on from whatever afterlife GOT has watching Gendrya play out in 8x01 and 8x02.

[lyrawhite]

Where are all those s08e02 gendrya fics? Asking for a friend. 

[bigdaddib]

Really.

“You can’t be serious,” Arya glared at Sansa. “You could literally dare me to jump off the roof into the pool, you could dare me to drink two bottles of vodka upside down, you could—”

 “I dare you to kiss Gendry,” she maintained, an evil brow raised.

 Arya huffed, pushing choppy hair away from her face. “That’s…that’s stupid. Also, boring, no one else here wants to see—”

 “Yes, we do,” said Margery. She was cuddled in next to Joffrey, but Arya knew her and Sansa were holding hands behind his back.

 “Fine, fine, but don’t blame me when nothing really happens,” Arya tried to keep her voice from shaking. The only way she could do it was by pushing anger through it. Who did they think they were, anyway? It was one thing to tease about her and Gendry’s close friendship, it was another to…

 It wasn’t rejection she was scared of. Or, even of ruining their friendship, she knew they’d be fine. Maybe it would be awkward for a second, but they would eventually laugh it off. She just…she didn’t want to see the look on his face. She didn’t want to see the grimace he got when he ate green peppers or mushrooms up close and personal, as a reaction to her. Like she triggered some type of gag reflex. She knew if she saw that face, she would cry right in his face despite not having cried once since she was five. He would ruin the record.

 They followed her out of Shireen’s parent’s room toward the living room, where Gendry was talking to Jon casually in front of the fireplace.

 “We’ll be by the drinks,” Sansa told her, and they soon walked over there.

 Arya took a moment to herself. She’d just close her eyes and wouldn’t open them until he started laughing. She could handle laughing, she could laugh with him. She couldn’t fake being grossed out by something she’s been thinking about the past six months.

 It wasn’t a long crush, admittedly. In all honesty, its probably lasted her entire life, but she’d only realized six months ago, when he got a temporary girlfriend. Arya was forced to watch them hug and kiss and…whatever else they probably did in their three month relationship. It was infuriating. Arya always sat next to him on the couch, Arya was who he spent time with on Saturdays, Arya wore his clothes when hers just weren’t warm enough. Those were all hers, and she had to watch Melisandre do all of, and Arya wasn’t allowed to be mad. She didn’t have the same claim over him, and that angered her even more because yes she did. She had every claim over him, he was hers. He’d been hers for years, and this girl just showed up and now he wasn’t allowed to be hers anymore.

 And in those three months, she got more out of Gendry than Arya ever would. She got cuddles and kisses and whispers and…and…she got…

 Arya hadn’t thought about any of that until then. Until she watched Melisandre casually walked out of his room wearing nothing but his t-shirt, four or five hickies on her neck. At that point Arya just thought she was jealous because she was getting more attention from him. But after seeing her like that, she realized it ran much deeper. That was the first time she imagined being with Gendry in his room, wearing nothing but a t-shirt as he was kissing her neck passionately enough to leave hickies. Once she let herself imagine it she couldn’t stop.

 And even in her fantasies, she kept seeing that look on his face. Because Arya wasn’t Melisandre. She wasn’t long and heart stopping beautiful. She was short and horse faced, one of the guys. He’d never look at her the way he looked at Melisandre. And now she was forced to realize it straight on.

 Jon saw her coming, smiled. Gendry nodded, he was probably pissed she had left him alone in the first place. Jon opened up an arm for her as she got closer, “Figured you’d be jumping naked off the roof by now,” he said.

 Arya nodded, “Me too,” she was very bitter about the fact she wasn’t doing exactly that.  

 “What’s up?” he asked. Arya twisted her mouth to the side, looked up at Gendry. He wasn’t looking at her, instead he was sipping his drink and staring at the dancing crowd. Yep, he was pissed. Well, just wait, she was about to make it much worse.

 “Do you mind if I talk to Gendry alone for a sec?” she asked Jon. Now Gendry looked to her, rolled his clear blue eyes.

 Jon sighed, “Fine. Gotta find Ygritte I guess. She’s probably jumping naked off the roof now that I think about it,” he mumbled to himself, walking away.

 “Don’t be pouty,” Arya stepped closer to him. He always smelt nice.

 “I don’t get why you drag to me to these things if you’re just gonna ditch me. For Sansa, of all people,” he took a whiney drink.

 Arya huffed, “You never want to jump off roofs with me, and this is the only way I’ll get you out of your room,”

 “I have a nice room,” he countered, realizing his drink was empty and setting it aside.

 “I’m sorry, I’m here now,”

 “You probably want something,” he grunted, turning completely to the dancing crowd to their side, crossing long arms over a wide chest. “Alright, out with it, tell me what it is,”

 Arya sighed, glancing over to see Sansa and Margery staring at her steadily. She wouldn’t be a chicken, that wasn’t an option.

 So, she took in a deep breath, counted to three, then reached for him. His face was warm, his scruff was scratchy, but she kept her eyes firmly shut as she kissed him.

 She knew she’d like it, she knew he’d be warm and tall and firm, she knew his hair was soft. She knew he’d be surprised too. He made a sound at the back of his throat when he realized what was happening, and that’s about all he did. The kiss lasted about two seconds, she got what she’d been dreaming about for about two seconds, and he did nothing but make a surprised noise the majority of it.

 Arya pulled away as quickly as she had reached for him. She turned away, pointedly ignoring any sort of look he might be making. “Sorry,” she whispered. “I just—”

 Gendry grabbed her waist and pulled her firmly against him, he used his other hand to cup the back of her neck. Arya looked at him then, and she was not expecting to see that look. She’d never seen it on his face before, it was deep and…and yearning. It made her forget how to breathe.

 “Really?” he asked her.

 She couldn’t say anything, she still wasn’t convinced this was all really happening. All she could do was look back to his lips, and apparently that’s all the answer he needed.

 His mouth came down on hers in such a way Arya had to grip the tops of his shoulders to keep herself steady before deciding to wrap them around his neck all together. She tugged at his soft, fluffy hair, something she’s done before. He often laid his head onto her lap so she would drag her fingers through it, but this was different, this had intention and meaning, and he was moaning because of it. He was holding her closer, lifting her off her feet, moving to press hungry kisses up and down her neck. Arya was about to wrap her legs around his waist when they were interrupted.

 Sansa, Margery, and Joffrey cheered and wolf whistled. Arya almost didn’t notice them, honestly she had forgotten they were there to begin with. Gendry, however, did notice. Setting her down but keeping his arms around her, he looked over at them as they walked over.

 “And you didn’t wanna do it,” Sansa grinned. Arya was officially in a panic, almost moving to put her hands over Gendry’s ears.

 “What?” Gendry asked gruffly.

 “Oh, don’t worry bro,” Joffrey punched Gendry’s shoulder. “It was only a dare. We practically had to force her into it,”

 The look Gendry got when he ate mushrooms was nothing compared to this one. His jaw was clenched and his mouth pinched. He looked so angry yet also looked like he was close to tears. He let go of Arya.

 “Gendry,” Arya reached out for him but he stepped away.

 “Its whatever. I’m going home.” He said gruffly, walking away.

 Arya whipped to face her sister. “What the fuck?!”

 Sansa rolled her eyes. “Don’t be an idiot, go after him! Someone had to make you guys see how you felt about each other,”

 “Oh, aren’t you a hero,” Arya spat. She turned to go after him but had no idea where he went. He’d be on his way home by now. “Drive me home,” she told Sansa.

 “I’m not gonna say sorry,” Sansa said to an icy cold Arya. “I do regret…you know, what happened after. But you two weren’t going to do anything on your own,”

 “And that’s your business, how?” Arya wouldn’t look at her. She didn’t even want to be talking to her. She just wanted to see Gendry. She knew how hurt he must be, she knew he was sitting in a pitch black room with his music playing too loud and it was because of her.

 He kissed her back. He had wanted to kiss her. The thought made her dizzy.

 “It gets annoying, seeing all the pining,”

 “Then maybe Margery should dump Joffrey so you two can stop pining,” Arya bit back. Sansa was quiet for the rest of the drive.

 Arya knocked frantically on Gendry’s window, trying to make it loud enough to hear over the loud music.

 “Go away Arya!” he called back.

 “Please Gendry, let me explain!”

 “You don’t have to. I get it. Give me the night, I’ll be fine in the morning,”

 “No! No, not like that. I-I..” She sighed, preparing herself to say it out loud. “I wanted to kiss you Gendry, I just didn’t think you’d wanna kiss me,”

 The music paused. It was dead silent for about three minutes. Then Gendry came to the window. He opened it, then leaned against the wall, not letting her in.

 Arya tried to smile, “I’m sorry it…happened like that,” she whispered.

 “But you did want it to happen?” Gendry asked, looking to Arya’s knees then back to her eyes, almost like he was too hopeful to hold steady eye contact.

 Arya couldn’t look at him either. “I..I..yeah. Yeah, I did.”

 “For how long?” he asked.

 Arya rubbed the center of her chest, feeling shaky and unprepared for this conversation. She breathed out a quivering breath. “I don’t know. Probably always, but I…you know, I realized it when you were dating—”

 Gendry didn’t let her finish before barking out a laugh. He threw his head back, squinted his eyes, and let it out from deep in his stomach.

 Arya shoved his shoulder. “It’s not funny,”

 “Its fucking hilarious. I got a girlfriend to try and get over you, and you were not having it. We couldn’t go anywhere without you breathing down our necks—”

 “Because you were unfair!” Arya snapped back. “You randomly get a girlfriend for two seconds and our entire relationship was supposed to change, and you acted like I was just supposed to deal with it! Like you didn’t care about our relationship—”

 “I needed our relationship to change! Unlike you, I’ve known that I was in love with you for fucking…years,” he interrupted himself with a bitter laugh. “Letting you sleep in the same bed as me, letting you wear my clothes, letting you snuggle up next to me on the couch, it was fucking killing me Arya! I needed to get over you, and it wasn’t going to happen if—”

 “Did you?” Arya whispered, eyebrows pulled together. “Did you get over me?”

 Gendry paused, searching Arya’s eyes. “No,” he finally said. “No, I didn’t.”

 A wave of relief crashed over her, causing her to lean forward into him. She pressed her forehead to the center of his chest. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I just… I never thought about it before…before I saw you doing it,”

 Gendry ran his finger through her hair, rubbed up and down her back. “If I knew that’s all I had to do, I would’ve made out with a random girl in front of you years ago,”

 Arya wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezed. “Yeah, that probably would’ve worked.”

 Gendry sighed, “That’s…really annoying, not gonna lie.”

 Arya laughed, looking up so that only her chin was resting on his chest. Gendry looked back down at her, held her face in his hands. She smiled.

 “I’m…really happy right now,” he told her and she smiled wider.

 Straightening up, she looked at his lips.

 “Really?” he asked sternly. Arya laughed.

 “Really.”

 That was all he needed. In the next second they picked up right where they left off at that party.

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Hi, can someone help me find a gendrya far from the maddening crowd au that was posted on ao3 at least a year ago? I am in desperate need of a re-read so if anyone knows the title/has a link to it I would be so, so grateful!

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The Triumph of Winter: Chapter 5

The fire was everywhere. It was inside the walls, over her head, cutting short the screams all around her, and consuming everything in its wake. Arya ran as fast as she could, but the chaos seemed to find her no matter where she turned. All around people  screamed and burned. Those that did not burn were cut down by blades or buried under collapsing buildings. The dragon flew overhead and Arya panicked. She - like this monster - was an instrument of death and she had no power to save the people around her. That didn’t stop her from trying, but it was no use. One by one, the god of death tore them from her grasp with his mocking laugh.

Wheels were creaking nearby and somehow Arya knew if she could reach them, she and the child in her grasp would be safe. The smoke was so think that she couldn’t see anything in front of her and suddenly Arya realized with horror that she could no longer feel the child’s hand in her own. Screaming, she ran back the way she had come, waving her arms in front of her in a desperate attempt to find the girl. Then she felt the hand in her own and started to run again. 

She came to and found that the hand was still in hers. Perhaps she had managed to save the child from the carnage of the city after all. If only she could find the strength to open her eyes and check if the creaking wheels she could still hear were taking them away from the fire and destruction. “Where...am...I...?” she managed to croak out through parched lips. The hand tightened in her own. “We’re taking you somewhere safe,” it told her. 

Home. It was the only safe place left in the world. She settled back and allowed herself to rest for she knew the creaking wheels must be carrying her home.

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