When Arya and Gendry reunite i hope it is beautiful and emotional and happy and sad all at once because fuck they deserve it. They haven’t seen eachother since s3 and they 1. left on a pretty bad note which was heartbreaking and 2. Arya probably thinks the red woman killed Gendry and Gendry probably knows now about Arya being kidnapped by the Hound.
Firstly, I hope she sees him and Jon separately first because we deserve two separate reunions for each of them. And secondly, I legit pray that the genius sound people combine the Stark and Baratheon themes when they finally see each other bc that would be fuckin great.
I hope Gendry sees Arya first (before she sees him) and i really want her to be fighting someone with Needle or just generally being a badass bc he last saw her as a young girl pretending to be a boy and now she’s what, 16 or 17?? I want him to be in shock at this tiny girl he last saw is now, still pretty small, but a woman and a badass one at that.
When Arya sees Gendry i want her to freeze and be in total shock bc this dude who was probably her closest friend in life who she thinks she would never see again is standing right in front of her. But instead of an immediate hug and all that, i really want her just to fucking sock him right on the jaw lol. He was going to leave her tojoin the Brotherhood back in s3 and she was pretty pissed off/upset about that. But after she has punched him and his initial shock i want them to just stare at each other both with tears in their eyes with their themes in the backroud and have a Jon and Sansa style hug. Arya is still a lot smaller than Gendry so my fuckin shipper heart wants him to lift her off the ground with her arms tightly around his neck and then whisper something like “m’lady”.
“Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows
fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep
each other warm, share our strengths. So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who
would truly do us harm. Septa Mordane is a good woman, and Sansa…Sansa is
your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same
blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you…and I
need both of you, gods help me.”
I just wanted to point out that Maester Luwin is maybe the only character in the series to talk about the dignity of a mentally challenged person like Hodor. I literally tear up when he gets heated about the way the Walders treat him, and they way he admonishes Bran by reminding him that Hodor is a man and not an animal. You just rarely see that kind of thing in any fiction, and it chokes me up that Luwin recognizes and champions Hodor’s humanity. Luwin ain’t got no time for your ableist bullshit. Even in this slightly exaggerated, qausi-medieval world, there’s someone who is willing to speak up for the differently abled and mentally challenged. Luwin should get more credit for this.
He wanted to believe it would be Arya. He wanted to see her face again, to smile at her and muss her hair, to tell her she was safe. She won’t be safe, though. Winterfell is burned and broken and there are no more safe places. ― Jon IX, A Dance with Dragons.
Peggy and Tony were incredibly close as he was growing up. She made sure to stop by the manor at least once a month to ensure that her favourite nephew was doing alright (Because with Howard as a father it was sometimes difficult to tell). Tony absolutely loved her visits, mainly because he actually got to see her and spend a little bit of time with his favourite Aunt but also because Peggy never failed to gift him with a little trinket she picked up during her travels for work. His favouite, no matter how tacky or tasteless his father said it was, was a lovely little snow globe she had picked up from one of her visits to Vienna, Austria. Tony kept it by his bedside and fell asleep looking at it every single night.
(Side Note: Don’t think that our sweet little Tony didn’t repay his favourite Aunt Peggy with anything. By the time he was six he made sure to start making little trinkets to give her when she brought him his newest souvenir. Her favourite was a small music box that Tony made her when he was nine.)
(Extra Side Note: Even after Tony had convinced Peggy to move into a retirement home due to her Alzheimer’s Disease, she kept that music box displayed on her bed side table. Everytime time he came to visit, without a fail, she asked him to wind up the music box and let it play for her. And, without a fail, Tony always did what she asked.)