courtesy and grace.

“the strength of a woman is measured by the extent of her refusal to allow hardships to dictate her and who she becomes.”

[abrideoffire-archived-deactivat]

(◡‿◡✿) tall men that look scary and are feared by most people

(◕‿◕✿) that fall in love with itty bitty women that can bring them to their knees

[sansalayned-deactivated20141117]

 What should you be called? | I could call myself after my mother.

Sansa & Catelyn parallels (requested by anonymous.)

[awomansarmor]

          “ You must be joking. ”

[toosoftforthisworld]

awomansarmor

[toosoftforthisworld]

     ”Surely a little rain would not keep you from enjoying the gardens?” 

[awomansarmor]

          “ I—— ”

Sansa drew a thin breath, pausing before she hurtled into an instinctive yes. ( The gown was new, after all, sewn of lavender silk with thousands of minuscule flowers embroidered in pearly white thread. ) Such intricacies, she poured herself over; such craftsmanship was surely made to be appreciated.

               “ No, certainly not, Your Grace. I would                   love to accompany you, if it would                   please you. ”  

[suzuyajuzoo]

↳ They are the daughters of winter; the children of the North. Two sides of the same coin, going through one journey, taking two different roads.

[sansalayned-deactivated20141117]

She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.

Sansa appreciation week » Day 3: favourite season/book →  A Storm of Swords

[smilinghalfmoon]

You need her, as she needs you.

[scarreddog-deactivated20210101]

   ”Joking? A real bloody jest that one is.” the Hound grunted with feigned agitation. “King’s orders. Do you want to upset your beloved Joffrey? On you get. No precious sweets for you tonight.” 

[awomansarmor]

   “ I don’t want to upset him—— ”

          Worry was scrawled on her forehead in lines of knotted auburn,           though her lips remained pressed thin, any protest swallowed           before it came. Her time in the Capitol had taught her that much:           when to keep her mouth quiet. Sansa nodded once, a curt gesture           softened with the underlying sadness that gripped her. Pale eyes           flicked upward, and despite the obtrusive ribbons of scar tissue           that blossomed over half his face, her gaze remained—— the           only form of protest she dared. His voice was uneven and harsh,           and Sansa shied from it, but could not deny that of all the liars           gathered in the Red Keep, he was one that had not harmed her.           The Hound loomed about her, irritation written loosely on his face           when Sansa finally pushed herself to her feet, mindful the smooth           the wrinkles from her skirts before hesitantly moving to follow him.

[sansalayned-deactivated20141117]

[awomansarmor]

          “ You must be joking. ”

[nymheria]

GoT meme | Anything [4/8] → “Seasons of My Love”

“I loved a maid as fair as summer with sunlight in her hair.

I loved a maid as red as autumn with sunset in her hair.

I loved a maid as white as winter with moonglow in her hair.”

[sansalayned-deactivated20141117]

Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.

[marycrawfords]

two sides of the same coin

[aryaunderfoot-deactivated202007]

[cameron-phillips]

[awomansarmor]

Oh, it would be so sweet, to see him once again.

[truthdaughteroftime]

Women do not forget. Women do not forgive.

[gameofthronesdaily]