Anonymous said: Gendry/Arya tried to get the candy bar that didn’t drop out of the vending machine and now my hand is stuck can u help me out" au
Of all the things Gendry expected to find in the lobby that morning, Arya Stark — a girl normally so self-possessed and competent it took his breath away — lying half-prone on the ground, her arm stuck elbow-deep in the shop’s shitty vending machine was pretty far down on the list.
Stark’s little wolflings are dead. Surely you misspeak. You never slew Lord Eddard’s sons, those two sweet boys we loved so well.
Private Investigator Ned Stark is gunned down in his own vehicle alongside wife Cat and eldest son Robb, whose last words before he succumbs to his wounds include “Lannisters.”
Ned’s children Sansa and Rickon, along with the help of Sandor Clegane and Shireen Baratheon, set out to solve this mystery for themselves, and to ensure that the Lannisters pay every last debt they owe.
If Lommy Greenhands had hoped the news of Arya and Gendry kissing again would be a riveting and gripping piece of gossip, he was sorely disappointed. Gendry awoke the next morning gripped with horror of the strife he was likely to endure, fully prepared to be bombarded and whispered at. He dressed hastily, slipped out of his dorm and almost ran head-long into Arya, who appeared to have also roused herself early and wore his same worried expression.
Anonymous said: Arya/Gendry water ballon fight. (Also just wanna say you're fab)
"Eyes up here," Waters," Arya said, sarcasm and amusement dripping from her every word in equal measure a half-second before Gendry finally managed to wrench his eyes away from her drenched, clingy — and very sheer — white t-shirt.
rhaenysdayne said: arya and gendry detention on a saturday afternoon AU?
It’s when the third piece of paper hits Gendry in the back of the head that he turns around angrily.
"Will you stop?" he snaps.
"What’s going on back there?" barks Mr. Black, his eyes narrowed.
"Nothing, sir," he says at the same time as she does.
"Keep quiet, then," says Mr. Black, picking his book back up.
A moment later a crumpled piece of paper hits him in the back of the head. He takes a deep breath, turning around slowly. The freshman behind him is grinning, and she looks down at the paper pointedly. He bends down and picks it up, uncrumpling it to read the words, scratched in very messy handwriting, what are you in for?
He rolls his eyes at her and digs a pen from his pocket. late to school. you?
no hall pass.
how many did you get?
just the one.
i got two. i think they’re trying to scare me off.
yeah, they do that.
i’m arya. what’s your name?
friends? (sorry about throwing things at you. i was curious.)
Anonymous said: Can I prompt a Heat Wave continuation drabble? One of them gets hurt and the other tends to it, only the wound is in a rather intimate place, like high on the thigh or low on the hip or somewhere on the chest or back, etc! I'd love to see tender fluff rather than humor or smut, but I'm not picky! Thanks, Lisa!
Something rather than humor? *gasp* Ima do my best but no promises
Modern AU Stark kids.
Robb, Jon, Sansa, Arya, Bran, Rickon.
not my art.
Anonymous said: arya/gendry for "accidentally broke into your apartment because i was drunk AU"
Gendry jerks awake to a loud banging, and the undoubted smash of a shattering something. He doesn’t even bother to look blearily at his alarm clock but hoists himself out of bed and stumbles out of his bedroom and into the living room.
"Where the fuck’s the light switch?" comes a voice in the darkness. It’s a woman’s voice, slurred with alcohol, and Gendry turns on the light next to his bedroom door.
"greasers are usually characterized by their cuffed blue jeans, pompdours, flanel or white shirts, switchblades, dr martins, chuck taylors, pre 65 cars, and fondness for rockabilly music and other related styles of music." - urban dictionary
Anon, if you’re looking, I’m using this to fill your prompt. I have no idea if it lines up perfectly with the prompt, but there we are. It got long, so it’s under a cut.