literally two favourites


Luke reigning in his tiny firecracker when she gets out of hand. 


Make me choose : Arya/Jon or and Arya/Nymeria ?

I dreamed I was a wolf again. She could remember the smells best of all : trees and earth, her pack brothers, the scents of horse and deer and man, each different from the others, and the sharp acrid tang of fear, always the same. Some nights the wolf dreams were so vivid that she could hear her brothers howling even as she woke.

She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her “little sister.” She’d tell him, “I missed you,” and he’d say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.

(for @anonymous)