Just on few pics of my crochet journey! Pattern for the Cinderella and Ariel are from @chiacrafts on Intsa.
So because I need a Gendry fix, I decided to write a fic...at 10:45 at night. Here a tidbit; its kinda an enemies to lovers and is LOOSELY based on the film “Tonight You’re Mine” or aka “You Instead” depending on where you’re from. Again, it’s loosely based, meaning I am taking the whole handcuffed concept and running with that...anyway, hope this ship isn’t completely sunk yet.
“I don’t care if you were half dead, you still throw the damn thing away.” She shoved the empty carton into the trash before turning back to her bowl in disappointment. All she wanted was soggy Cocoa Puffs and the chocolate milk that came after, now she was left with dry cereal and an empty stomach.
“Hey, there was still some milk in that.”
“Not enough for a bowl! Maybe a swallow. Matter of fact, why don’t you fish it out of the trash and choke on what’s left.” Arya begrudgingly grabbed her bowl of dry cereal, shoving Gendry with her shoulder as she passed him to get to the table.
“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” He scoffed as he made his way to the kitchen. Arya rolled her eyes and began to pick at her cereal. She really didn’t want to eat it dry but refused to let it go to waste.
Not even two weeks he’s been in the house, and already he’s made her nearly pull her hair out.
Gendry Waters was tolerable when he came by after school. The small doses of his testosterone, she could handle, but the sudden intrusion into her space had her questioning her sanity. She already had to deal with her four other brothers, now mix the brute named Gendry into the fold and it was pure chaos.
Hey so it’s been a minute but…I’m in desperate need of some Gendrya content…okay thanks for coming on sinking ship.
(almost) one year update on K!nk in the South
thought you lovely people deserved a sign that this fic is definitely not abandoned! and get a little teaser in the process.
if you've ever wondered why it takes me so long to update, this is just one of the reasons: I literally need five different google docs plus the notes app on my phone open so I don't forget anything. (half my google docs are for kits at this point, RIP)
this is a beast of a story for me as a writer who is used to writing one shots and I really wanna do it right.
I'm gonna try to do more sneak peeks again, promise!
in the meantime, my asks are always open for questions :)
It’s okay…i update WIP a year out too…
Arya: We decided to get matching tattoos instead of wedding rings
Jeyne to Gendry: You know those are permanent, right?
Gendry: Yes. Like my marriage
How about an update to Aversion To Love? Yep? Okay, tomorrow. In Gendry’s POV
Went to see @taylorswift on Thursday…and my legs are STILL sore! That’s how you know you had a good time!
I just got finished with the Game of Thrones season 8 redux on Spotify, and no disrespect to the all the people who took the time to record and write this thing, because they wrote TEN EPISODES, but in my personal opinion I think I’ll take the season 8 we did get over the redux and that’s saying a lot considering how much I despised season 8 (episodes 4-6).
While there were aspects that totally made sense and had wished that were in the original season 8, there were also things that seemed completely out of left field.
I don’t want to spoil it for those how haven’t listened to the redux/podcast or read the transcript available online at gots8r.com. Make of it as you will, but I disliked it.
Arya: you trust me enough to leave me in your bed after one night? I could've robbed you
Arya: I mean shit, you ain't got much but
Gendry: I didn't think your legs would be working yet
I mean…this had more background then it should’ve but whatever…
It has been a while since she was thoroughly fucked; the last man she slept with had left her craving much more that not even her electric helper could satiate the need. A disappointment for sure, considering his handsome demeanor.
However, her latest conquest knew the art of seduction and had her writhing in pure ecstasy. For a moment, she had forgotten who she was and why she sought him out. For a moment, she wanted to bask in the carnal bliss of intimacy. For a moment, she wanted to feel…normal. If ever such a thing.
Arya hadn’t the faintest idea what normal was. Her entire adult life had been about stealing. Finding marks and taking them for all they were worth. It took time, of course, like all good things and by the time she had bleed them dry, she was already canvassing her next prey.
It grew lonely at times, but when your family is one of biggest crime syndicates in the northern region, you didn’t have time to complain. So, despite how mentally exhausting it was, she found solace in the little things, even if it meant escaping her reality for a brief moment.
She wasn’t supposed to sleep with potential marks, but her surveillance of him had her mind wandering into wondrous fantasies. Her mark was handsome, there was no denying. His large frame exceeded her tenfold and his arms were enormous; built by raw labor of his job. His hands looked worked; callouses littering the beds of his hands. She had fantasized about they would feel across her milky skin and if her breast could fit neatly into his palm.
There were nights she had gone home flushed with heat pooling between her legs.
And when he was cleared and no longer a person of interest, she knew she should’ve stopped. She should have moved on to the next mark; a valid mark. But her mind was consumed with thoughts of him, she couldn’t help but pursue.
He would be safe from her exploits. After all, he wasn’t a mark. But he wouldn’t be safe from her advances. And he fell, just like she knew he would.
It all happened so fast. First, drinks were thrown back and chatter was exchanged. Next, he had her screaming his name every time he pounded into her. Then, the aftermath of tender kisses and peppered touches.
She knew she would be in trouble, she knew the reprimand would be high. But it was all worth it. Even as she waited for him to return to bed from his early morning shower, she would take every inch of discipline that would be thrown her way.
The water creaked off and there were a few seconds of silence before Gendry opened the bathroom door.
Arya looked up at him with a devilish grin, “You trust me enough to leave me in your bed after one night? I could’ve robbed you.”
She looked about his tiny room, finally taking in the features of his home as she laid naked on the bed. He lived moderately, with a tiny one bedroom apartment and a motorcycle she wasn’t sure was entirely safe for the road.
It wasn’t a lot, but it felt like more.
“Well shit,” she grinned “You don’t have much.”
Gendry gave his own wicked smile, “I didn’t think your legs would be working yet.”
[ID: A “This Barbie is” generated movie poster with a photo of a hand pointing directly toward you and the caption edited to read “This Barbie is not working on their WIPs.” End ID]
Way to call me the fuck out
Arya: you trust me enough to leave me in your bed after one night? I could've robbed you
Arya: I mean shit, you ain't got much but
Gendry: I didn't think your legs would be working yet
Be still my Jon & Daenerys heart!!!
PART 23
Pregnant Daenerys is just 🤯😍 and Daenerys in her Targaryen red is outstanding! Thanks again, lady.forlorn (Instagram)
they better act cute to get out of trouble 😤
Be cool be cool be cool be cool
Arya Stark Seen with Mysterious Man at The Stark’s Annual New Year’s Eve Charity Bash
Arya Stark, youngest daughter of Lord and Lady Stark, was seen looking very cozy with a mysterious man who happened to have very familiar blue eyes. A Baratheon, perhaps?
Who this mysterious man is, has he managed to quell the young Stark’s dating streak or his just another notch in her belt? Only time will tell. We’ll certainly be keeping an eye on this pair come the Stark’s Valentine’s Day Golf tournament…if they make it far.
(I wanted to do a Gossip Girl type thing…anyway…yeah…)
Spotted
Arya Stark out and about just days before the Stark Valentine’s Day Golf Tournament with the handsome blue eyes stranger from New Year’s.
With only his second appearance with the Starkling, is she keeping him under wraps from the world (or perhaps Lady Stark) to see?
What would dear mommy have to say if she knew such a scandalous affair was taking place? Especially with someone of such…low stature.
Perhaps he wasn’t a notch on her belt after all. Let’s just hope his swing is as good as his aim, because it’s time T up in hopes to stay under par to impress mommy dearest.
Caught on Camera
Looks like mysterious blue eyes is here to stay! Arya Stark caught leaving her flat with current boy toy of nearly six months. Perhaps his unfortunate social status wasn’t enough to deter the youngest Stark daughter or warrant mommy dearest’s disapproval. 
Sparks must’ve flown at the Stark’s Valentine’s Day Golf Tournament if he’s still slinging on her arm. The question is, who is this blue eye stranger? My sources say it’s someone juicy.
His identity won’t remain a mystery for long, if I have anything to say about it.
Keep him close, Stark, because the vultures are circling their prey and he’s the main course.