Things you may have forgotten about Arya Stark
  • She has PTSD
  • She was a slave
  • And threatened with rape multiple times
  • Also beaten bloody
  • She used to play with lowborn kids in Winterfell
  • And talk with the smallfolk
  • And people loved her
  • She likes flowers
  • She is a polyglot
  • She knows a lot about poison
  • Because she had to taste it till her stomach hurt
  • She is too caring for her own good
  • She gave water do dying people
  • She dgaf about social status
  • She has low self-esteem
  • So much that she thought her family wouldn’t want her back
  • She is good at math
  • Also history
  • She is an extrovert
  • She makes friends with anybody
  • She has a strong pack sense
  • She’s an incredible warg and she doesn’t even know it
  • She’s good at climbing
  • She is an amazing rider
  • She never totally forgets who she is
  • No matter how many names she takes
  • The old gods are casually giving her pep talks 
  • She isn’t a psychopath
  • She was a war prisoner
  • Also a child soldier
  • She can cook
  • She has a strong sense of justice
  • She could pretend she is a singing goat and you’d believe her, that’s how good she is at pretending to be things she is not
  • She cares about people who are suffering
  • She doesn’t like killing
  • She has nightmares about it
  • She likes songs
  • She is a girl, she acknowledges it and she is proud of it

The girl who pretends she doesn’t LOVE being asked to sing Mariah Carey.

[( All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey plays in the background) 
p1: Why are you making me sing? I hate singing! When do I even come in? I don’t- 
(imitates Mariah Carey as she begins to sing) I-I don’t-] 

ok ok but imagine Piper and Jason watching Hercules together and then just following around Percy for weeks and singing parts from “Zero to Hero”

Piper: Who put the glad in gladiator?

Jason: Per-se-us!

Piper: Whose daring deeds are great theater?

Jason: Per-se-us!

Piper: Is he bold?

Jason: No one braver!

Piper: Is he sweet?

AND THEN RANDOM ANNABETH: Our favorite flavor!

One look, dark room.

Meant just for you, time moved too fast

You play it back, buttons on a coat

Light hearted joke, 

No proof, not much

But you saw enough,

Small truck, he drives

Coffee at midnight,

The light reflects, the chain on your neck

He says, look up, and your shoulders brush.

No proof, one touch

You felt enough.

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
Before the cool done run out I’ll be giving it my bestest
And nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some