Kelleesi

because it’s a puzzle no one else will ever arrange the same way as you.

because there are ideas that simply won’t come to you until you write down the wrong words.

because all the bad scenes are the bones of the wonderful scenes.

because someone will love it: someone will read it once, and twice, and thrice; someone will ramble to you about the complexity of it; someone will doodle your characters out of love; someone will find it in exactly what they were looking for with or without knowing it.

because they have things to say, your characters. they’ve told you all those secrets and they have more to tell you, if you will listen.

because you love it even when you don’t; even when it drives you mad or when it accidentally turns into apathy; even when you think you’re doing it all wrong; you love it, and it loves you back.

A Digby County, N.S., man has been charged after an assault on Sipekne'katik First Nation Chief Mike Sack on Wednesday in the midst of an ongoing dispute over the lobster fishery.

The alleged assault occurred in New Edinburgh, one of two locations where several hundred commercial fishermen and their supporters raided a lobster facility on Tuesday evening. Mi'kmaw fishers had been storing their catches in the building.

The raids come after weeks of unrest in the province’s southwest, sparked by the launch of a “moderate livelihood” lobster fishery by the Sipekne'katik band outside the federally mandated commercial season.

During the night of unrest, lobster was destroyed, a lobster pound was damaged, a van was set on fire and another vehicle was vandalized.

Footage from Wednesday shows a man grabbing and shoving Sack during an altercation at the lobster pound in New Edinburgh.

Sack said on Thursday that he had hired lawyers and would be pursuing legal action against any individuals or groups “that are interfering with our right to fish” — including the man who grabbed and shoved him.

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1. Were you popular in high school?

     A. Yes (E)

     B. No (I)

2. Do you play sports?

     A. Yes (S)

     B. No (N)

3. Are you good at math?

     A. Yes (T)

     B. No (F)

4. Is your room clean?

     A. Yes (J)

read it on the AO3 at https://bit.ly/37fonnt

by Liv_Hates_Olives

When she stares at the ceiling at night, she wonders what happened to that girl who brought her lord father purple and yellow flowers with a wide smile on her face. As she walks through the grounds of Winterfell now, the air is cold and the land is barren, save for the thorns on the wood remaining when the leaves and vines have died out.

So she heads down to the forge instead, where Gendry is at work and the nearest anvil has a grain sack settled on top of it just for her.

OR

A little “Call it What You Want” Gendrya drabble where they go back on the road together and Arya reflects on everything that’s happened and maybe everything is still a little sad, but maybe everything is also a little closer to being right.

Words: 1600, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Arya Stark, Gendry Waters, There’s like a one or two word mention of Sansa and Daenerys that’s not worth tagging

Relationships: Arya Stark/Gendry Waters

Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, I guess this is a, Songfic, Oh my god how and why did I write a songfic, Introspection, Light Angst, Instead of going west of Westeros, Arya and Gendry screw off to the Riverlands for some reason or other, happy-ish ending, Kind of ambiguous and kind of happy

Go read it if you’d like!

i have been having the hardest time dialing into fandom recently amidst a lot of real life stuff, so to see this grace my inbox legit made me emotional wow. i haven’t even read this yet and i already love it, are you kidding me. 

Not a single soul:

Just to give myself a push to finally edit the first chapter of this story I have been working on for way too long (or rather, had it sit in my files, mostly untouched), here's a little snippet of Linger on, the fic I want to start posting soon. This is one of the first bits I wrote for this thing, one that made me feel like I just needed to make it into an actual story. (And no, it won't all be this sad.)

The light moves slowly across the wall, making the shadows change shape. The colour of the light changes from pale yellows to pinkish and then orange. 

His hand lingers on the bare skin of her back. It feels like they have been lying there for ages, just breathing, both lost in their own thoughts but still together. 

She shifts her head to lay it closer to the middle of his chest. She can hear his heartbeat, steady and strong. Just like he is. 

"Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, will you?" he asks, breaking the calm of the moment and causing a lump to immediately form in her throat. 

Gendry invites Arya over for Netflix and chill… only those words do not mean quite what he thinks they mean. Cue miscommunication, some lingerie bought under erroneous circumstances, and a happy ending.

This is based off a prompt that @welt-verbessererin​ posted earlier, and it immediately got stuck in my head, so I had to write it. Hopefully the full thing will be up pretty soon, but for now, here’s a starting shot.

The staccato buzz of her phone on the library table pulls Arya out of the studying induced trance she’s been in since she sat down. Taking a moment to stretch out her arms and crack her neck, an unrestrained smile overtakes her face when she sees that Gendry had been the one to text her.

Do you want to do something tomorrow?

I’m sorry, who is this? Because I know my best friend, and he’s allergic to making plans, especially those that involve leaving either of our apartments.

You’re hysterical, really. I was thinking Netflix and chill, but if you don’t want to, that’s fine. Forget I said anything.