Sansa

Independent Sansa Stark RP || (Written by Atomic, 21+) || Show based with book influences || Read Rules, link in bio

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I promise I will be back to do starters and replies when my new job starts becoming less exhaustive mentally and physically.

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This message goes for my sansa too! These are both my blogs

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a detailed list of things I hate:

hot weather

high temperatures

heat

warmer than average conditions

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Going to play sims 4 for a while! If you need me, I’m on discord!

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Still me, but going for this blog too! Just let me know who you are. 

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Family Ties

Starter for @sheroaredlouder

The crown was only the first step in the quest for independence. The Coronation had been a joyous affair and Sansa felt full of pride and victory. A week had passed and much was to be done in terms of trade and political ties. 

She didn’t want much to do with King’s Landing but she knew she could not simply tear her country away from their border. When she received notice about a visitor coming from the South, she had tensed, especially when the letter did not reveal much other than a signature signed “Blood of your blood.” 

The gates were open wide in anticipation with guards on either side. Sansa herself sat in the great hall with her court, having breakfast. 

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I’m all for Sansa re-purposing “The Rains Of Castamere” into her own personal fight song to get revenge on all of the Lannisters and their followers, especially those directly involved in murdering her family. 

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⏳

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

“One time Arya had convinced me to come playing with the boys by the hot springs. I made it very clear I did not want to get wet that day and was content sitting aside and reading while they splashed about. Robb stole my book and made me chase him all around to get it back. As I rounded one of the hot springs, Arya came out of no where and pushed me in! I remember crying to Mother that day and Arya couldn’t stop laughing, even while being punished.”  

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⏳

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

“My mother used to brush my hair every night before bed, I never understood how she always found time to do it. It felt nice and soft...unless there were knots in my hair. Those always made me tear up, I hated it. I made sure to keep my hair as perfect as possible for Mother when she’d come to brush it. Sometimes I’d even brush it a little myself. 100 times, she always told me. ‘You have my hair and it’s as wild as a river.’” 

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“You have amazing strength, Sansa.” Margaery’s thought were racing as they rose from their seat on the wall, “It will see you through. I would like to speak with you again in the near future-before the wedding, if we can arrange it.”

She had other arrangements to consider-a letter to Princess Arianne Martell, perhaps, sent through Willas to Oberyn Martell. That would prevent it from interception. Still, additional coding might be in mind.

Madness. It was madness, her thoughts. But Sansa wasn’t happy. And every day Margaery was forced to question her future-was marrying Joffrey going to end…bearably? So far she’d had decent control of the situation. But once they were bound, and she was his-how long would that last?

But running away for herself was selfish. However, if she could help someone-that might make up for it…

Dinner was a quiet affair for the most part. Sansa was sat next to Tyrion and Cersei, which Sansa found rather odd as the Queen usually wanted them to far away from her and her son. She could see the disgust on her face as she watched her brother guzzle down one goblet of wine after another. 

Sansa barely picked at her food, finding she had no appetite at all. She’d much rather starve but with the Queen’s eyes on her, she managed a few bites here and there. 

“My dear, you haven’t spoken all night, surely you have much to discuss with your husband to be,” Cersei finally said, a tight smile on her lips. 

Cersei was soon to be wed herself to Margaery’s brother, Loras, the man whom Sansa wanted to marry. She was less than pleased to be marrying a Tyrell, if she had her way, Sansa was sure she’d imprison both Margaery and Loras with the flick of her wrist. 

“I suppose I am just too excited, Your Grace,” Sansa said. Her eyes glanced over at Margaery briefly. 

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@ladies-of-time continued from [x]

“I have studied many maps of the world and I have never come across such a land. Who are you and what business do you have in my home?” Sansa said as she stood slowly from the chair and stared Aurora straight in the eye. 

“I suggest you speak quickly.” 

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OOC:  Verses have been updated. 

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Bio has been updated for mobile use, you can now access my google docs from the tumblr bio. 

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OOC:  Verses have been updated. 

[greengableslover]

Broken Girl. Broken Boy. They Connected.

for  @alittlestardustcaught

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For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

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I will return on the morrow.

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PSA

Okay so this is a post about the type of behavior you’re NOT supposed to exhibit to a roleplayer (aka a human being). In the following pictures are blogs and messages of ONE person who goes by Laura who constantly harassed me for a reply and tried to force marriage on my muse after I made it clear I wasnt leaning toward it.

Im not including all the messages but showing them as an example to NOT constantly push for a reply when we’ve said we are busy.

@la-reign-argente can support me in this as theyve experienced the same with this particular mun.

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Normally, I would let this go but apparently a lot of us have been experiencing this. Please keep an eye out if you are a Roleplayer, she has been harassing and not respecting our wishes.

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Where in the world is Atomic?

So some of you may have noticed I’m not active as much on here. Sansa just kinda...died on me. I’m so sorry that it happened but I feel her coming back day by day! 

In the meantime though, I am on my Daenerys Targaryen blog. 

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Tag Drop:

little dove {sansa}

the pointy end {arya}

mother dearest {catelyn}

father dearest {ned}

the monster in gold {joffrey}

she taught me with her claws {cersei}

the smallest lion {tyrion}

trust no one, she said {shae}