Always a Stark

Independent // semi selective Sansa Stark // 18+ // Please read the rules before interacting // Written by Laina // Currently Reading: A Game of Thrones

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                          They say ᴛɪᴍᴇ heals ᴀʟʟ wounds                               But years come and years go                                 Yet I still feel the s ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ                             Nothing but ɢᴜɪʟᴛ and ᴘᴀɪɴ

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psa - talking in the tags.

I talk in the tags.

I talk in the tags because I feel like it is a wonderful way to add EXTRANEOUS information or intentions of my muse; it helps provide more clarity for me. Please, if it makes you uncomfortable, let me know. There’s nothing wrong with not wanting to talk, especially if it makes you uncomfortable – I want all of my partners to be COMFORTABLE, but I can’t read minds. It is better for me to know than for you to be silent, and make me think I said something WRONG.

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jxime-lxnnister‌:

Of course, there was going to be people. And a lot of people at that, who wouldn’t see that he had changed. Jaime was sure that he was always going to be Kingslayer until the day he died. He could save so many people and most probably still be one of the most hated men in Westeros. All he knew was that Brienne saw the best in him. Even when he hadn’t been able to. 

Looking at Sansa, he frowned. “How do you think I am going try and sway her?” Jaime asked her. He wasn’t going to do that in any way. 

And Y E T                 a sliver of doubt crept up her spine and into hollow of her breast. Some actions would never be enough to change the sum of a man. Still, he stood before her having survived, having fought for the living -- not the North. Something she needn’t reminded herself of. His continued existence within the walls of Winterfell, the feelings between him and Brienne, and the forthcoming battle in the south all made things tenuous. A question holding the tension between them taunt.                                 Did the the sum of the man before her,                                 justify putting the North at risk?

The battle between the living and the dead was over. Now began the battle for the North. No matter what happened in the south between the Dragon Queen and Cersei they had to be prepared. If Tyrion was still clever, if he meant what he’d said in the crypt, if he was still a good man -- which she suspected he was. Then he’d take what she told him of Jon and use it to give them a fighting chance. 

Jamie had spoke earlier as if Cersei would have him killed for riding North, but Sansa wasn’t as certain as he seemed to be. Having him here, within the walls of Winterfell was a precariousness she did not enjoy. If Cersei won, and marched on the North to reclaim them as part of the Seven Kingdoms having her twin near opened many possibilities:            -- His loyalties shift, as they’ve been known to do,               and he acts as a well placed spy for Cersei.            -- Cersei wishes him come to her, all forgiven and               see’s the North as holding him hostage. A battle               cry for the Lannister armies.            -- and many other countless factors that could turn               the tide of a war. 

Her eye’s found his. When she’d first spied Jamie Lannister at the gates of Winterfell all those years ago he had been everything she’d imagined a knight to be. Now however. was a far different story. 

“ I’m sure you have your ways, just as your sister as hers. “

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jcxnnalxnnister‌:

Seeing her stare like she was, she was starting to wonder what was going through Sansa’s head. Was it the fact she was a Lannister? Or was it another reason that she did not know of. She wanted to know because she had a feeling that other people would end up doing the same.

“It is okay.“ She said. “I….“ Joanna stopped when she listened to what Sansa was saying. Had she just heard her right? Cersei had spoken of her like this. Did her family think she was dead? “They think I am dead?“ She asked. It then dawned on her. This had all been down to Tywin. She couldn’t believe he had done this. To think he had told her that he had loved her and then he had gone and done this.

“ I -- I’m unsure, my Lady. ”           Sansa began, fingers stilling, embroidery board           falling to the floor with an audible T H W A C K           as she sat forward turning towards Joanna.            An expression crossed her face, one Sansa           had wore in an extended fashion when Joffrey           took her father’s head -- pain. “ I’m certain I must have I misunderstood her Majesty when she spoke of you. I am sorry. Ignore me. It was a stupid thing to say. ”

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[thatmansplayinggalaga]

insp.

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WHICH TRAGIC CHARACTER FROM ANCIENT GREEK                                     LITERATURE ARE YOU   ?  

                                      YOUR RESULT -- Patroclusyou

 You are Patroclus, from the iliad by Homer, doomed by fate to be stuck in a love story that has no place on the battlefield. Although you always have the best intentions, you have to realize you cannot save everyone. Your unwavering loyalty means you often lose yourself in the process of putting others first. Take a deep breath, remember who you are, and that you are deserving of the same love you try to put out. You are kind, you are strong, and you give and you give but it is never enough to protect those you love. In the end, it's not even enough to protect yourself.

tagged   by stolen from @lessonbruise tagging. anyone, everyone!

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jxime-lxnnister‌:

“I thought you would.“ Jaime said. He was glad that Brienne had trusted him. It wasn’t like they had spent that much time together between her bringing him back to King’s Landing and him arriving here. There had been the odd times but that wasn’t very often. So he couldn’t explain how happy he was when she had stood up for him and said she trusted him.

When she turned to look at him, he looked back at her.  “I will.” Jaime said. He knew what he would have to do when it came to Cersei. As for Daenerys, he hoped he wouldn’t have to do what she wanted but he would if he needed to. 

          The King Slayer had done terrible things.           What Brienne saw in him, Sansa could not           guess. Whether that was due to his House,           or his actions, or his history... or her own House,           actions, or history, Sansa did not know. In many           ways it did not matter. All that mattered was that           he was here, in Winterfell, he kept his oath to fight           for them all, and he looked at Brienne as if she           were last woman on earth. And it was because           of the way he looked at her, that Sansa believed           him when he spoke. 

“ I trust her ”            Her voice was soft, barely audible over the           wind that whipped their faces. “I know her. If your goal in all this, is to try and sway her. You will fail. ”

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jcxnnalxnnister‌:

Joanna looked at her. There seemed to be some kind of reaction when she had said that she was a Lannister. She had a feeling that it was a look as if to say not another one. She knew how the Lannisters were seen around Westeros. She had heard things.

She nodded. “Yes. I am her mother. As well as the mother of Jaime and Tyrion as well.” Joanna said. “You have heard of me then. I have to say that is a surprise. Especially as I haven’t been here for what seems like too long.” Joanna told her.

          Sansa could not take her eye’s off the woman,           the late afternoon sun spilling through windows,            illuminating the gold in her hair, the very image           of a Lannister, of C E R S E I.

“ Forgive me for staring, my lady. ”           Sansa began, voice lighter than before. “ The queen spoke of you in such a way . . . ”           She trailed off, thin fingers worrying a loose burgundy           thread on her embroidery board -- the edge of the           Weirwood leaves she’d tried to stitch coming undone. 

“ She spoke of you as if you were dead. ”                                                                    -- Stupid. 

[lukas-musings]

    When I was 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 Should have known ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

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[queenstarksansa]

sansa + the godswood

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Drunk History … sentence starters ( warning for profanity. lots of profanity )

“Well, this is tyranny.”

“I feel things, (name).”

“You’re my best friend.”

“Yell at them in English!”

“At the very least, I’m alive.”

“We barely know each other.”

“You’re fine. But, you’re simple.”

“I drank all the whiskey in town.”

“And they become buds… buds.”

“Is that guy your… ex-boyfriend?”

“I got you a medieval playstation!”

“Good ol’ sex, our friend and enemy.”

“Quit being assholes. Just be friends.”

“I understand all the ‘blah blah blahs’.”

“No, no, no, I was just fucking his lady!”

“I will grant you the most beautiful love.”

“I was defending my state. Eat. A. Dick.”

“Tonight, I’m gonna be a fucking legend!”

“Having sex with lots of dudes, willy nilly.”

“That’s your problem for being a sick fuck.”

“Oh, we might need to be dicks about this.”

“There’s a bloody zumba class happening.”

“You know this is my goddamn home, right?”

“That should have been two separate letters.”

“Also I love you, and I love you, and I love you.”

“That was some proper, top warring you just did!”

“Alcohol takes the polish off furniture and people.”

“She was great… She wasn’t great. She was bad.”

“I’m gonna have this baby and I’m gonna help you.”

“So, there’s no point in you shooting at each other…”

“These are knives. You can use them to stab people.”

“All I know is I’m eating cookies and none of you are.”

“You just need to have a cuddle and say ‘it’ll be alright’.”

“No, no, it’s not like that. It’s more like the Mighty Ducks.”

“You wanna talk? You wanna talk to my asshole, bitches?”

“And I’m the most beautiful person anyone has ever seen.”

“My hands are clean, ‘cause I took a shower a few hours ago.”

“And also (name) survives, because that guy is fucking awesome.”

“Murder, all the time. Everyone is gonna be murdering each other.”

“But, while I’ve got your attention, I also want to tell you… fuck you.”

“I love it! I love being a spy! This is so great, because I love drama.”

“There’s no one I’d rather explore this fucked up territory with than you.”

“He says ‘blah blah blah blah blah’ and all they hear is ;blah blah blah blah’.”

“I had to unfollow NASA on instagram ‘cause it made me too craaaazzzyyyy!”

“Honestly, laying on the floor like this is one of the best times I’ve had in a long time.”

“Motherfucker! I told three people about this, and you’re the one who was taking notes, so I know it came from you. So, like… fess up. “

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jxime-lxnnister‌:

Jaime noticed her looking at him. Like she was trying to find out if he was telling the truth or not. He knew he was telling the truth. Jaime did know that others would find it hard to believe that. “I did swear an oath to fight for the living. That is true. I guess that it wasn’t the whole of it.” He said.

Jaime watched as Sansa looked back towards Brienne. “Yes. Men do stupid things for woman. If you are asking me if I would do stupid things if I needed to if things ended up that Cersei won and started a war against Winterfell, then yes I would. For Winterfell. Also I know that if she found out about Brienne, she would probably try and have her killed. If I had to do something to stop that….I would.”

“ I will hold you to that. ”            Many would say the Kingslayer’s word was           not worth the golden hand on his right stump.           However, Ser Jamie had proven himself. He’d           stayed true to his promise before the battle,           and while Sansa did not trust Jamie, she did           trust Brienne. So far, it seemed Brienne had not           been wrong to place her trust in him. 

          Sansa turned. Fully facing Jamie, her gaze watching           him as he watched Brienne. She recognized that look.           It was the way Jon looked at Daenerys. How her dear           Lady mother had looked at her Father. How her Aunt           had looked at Baelish. 

“ Yes, when Cersei comes, or when the Dragon Queen decides she would like Winterfell better as a pile of ash. Then you will need to do stupid things. ”