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Arya stark and Sansa Stark!
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Maps of the Mind
An orphan with a sharp mind tricking her way into Winterfell and catching the eye of the future King in the North. Growing up together, she became Robb Stark’s secret anchor—the only person who knew the man behind the crown. But war changes people.
A Robb Stark x Fem!reader story taking place in seasons 1, 2, and possibly 3 of The Game of Thrones. Status: Ongoing A/N: a bit self-indulgent and has mature themes, 18+ read at your own discretion. kind of ooc robb stark. follow along his journey
chapters
Chapter 1: A winter town introduction
Chapter 2: The hearth of the great house
Chapter 3: The heir and the stray
Chapter 4: The gathering of shadows
Chapter 5: The iron sovereign
Chapter 6: A long farewell
Chapter 7: Prince of mud
Chapter 8: The raven's cry
Chapter 9: The fever of the seas
Chapter 10: Northern attitude
Chapter 11: Pushing it down and praying
Chapter 12: The weight of the living
Chapter 13: The vanguard's shadow
Chapter 14: Strange is the song
Chapter 15: Shrike
Chapter 16: Ledgers and burns
Chapter 17: White blank page
A/N: hello friends! this is my first fanfiction posted on tumblr and english isn't my first language so i do apologize for inconsistencies and grammatic errors throughout this story.
reblogs and comments are VERY appreciated 💞 robb stark is a character i hold very close to my heart so i do hope i did him justice in this. enjoy my readers!! 🥰
Arya with coldsnaps in her hair
the sun will shine on us again
(from left, arya stark and jon snow. from right, lyanna stark and ned stark. daughter to ned and son to lyanna. this is not jonarya)
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“I am your dancing master.” He tossed her one of the wooden blades. She grabbed for it, missed, and heard it clatter to the floor. “Tomorrow you will catch it. Now pick it up.”
In my mind, Arya travels for a while, decides that she is not happy traveling, and returns to Westeros. She decides to go to Storm's End and asks for Lord Baratheon.
While she waits, she sneaks away and heads to the only place where she might find him: the forge.
The sound of the hammer on metal is one she was very familiar with. She entered without saying a word and looked at him; she was grateful to see him alive, to have him in front of her.
Damn, how she had missed him.
Gendry felt her gaze on him but kept working. She stepped closer.
-You wanted me to come with you to Storm's End- she hurried to say- Maybe I took the long way but...
The hammer stopped sounding and Gendry's eyes rested on her.
He smiled at her.
I knew you would come, m'lady.
They were finally together; they were a family.
The Starks.
"He could not imagine Arya in a wedding gown, nor Ramsay Bolton’s bed. No matter how afraid she is, she will not show it. If he tries to lay a hand on her, she’ll fight him. His fingers closed around the parchment. Would that they could crush Ramsay Bolton's throat as easily. He wondered where Mance was now. Did he ever find you, little sister? Or were you just a ploy he used so I would set him free? It had been so long since he had last seen Arya. What would she look like now? Would he even know her? Stick them with the pointy end, he’d told her. Wisdom for her wedding night if half of what he heard of Ramsay Snow was true. Bring her home, Mance." - Jon Snow, ADWD
