Winterfell's daughter

"They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them." Independent Sansa Stark from ASOIAF

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give this a like and I’ll make you a starter!!

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*casually dusts off blog*

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---------------------- like for a lyric based starter!!

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SEND A  ☀ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR WHAT MY MUSE SAYS TO YOURS.

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memecxllector:

SEND A  ☀ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR WHAT MY MUSE SAYS TO YOURS.

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Send me anons as my kid.

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BONUS POINTS IF YOU NAME THE OTHER PARENT.

DO THE THING PLEASE?!

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I look young But inside I am old And filled with the deaths Of other people.

(via

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↖️ This blog misses Ned & Robb Stark.

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w i n t e r   i s   h e r e

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                                  I don’t

                                                  like             people

                                                                                 seeing me

                                        vulnerable

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Send 'I want a baby' to see how my muse reacts

Or send ‘You want a what?’ for my muse’s reaction after having told yours the same.

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Sansa Stark, L a d y of Winterfell.

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@butyouwillfly requested: mck + pregnancy costumes

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Both children shared the same ashamed look, Ned with his Tully looks, Arya with her Stark. Robb and Rickon were playing outside, and their cousins, and here they were being mean to each other and stupid. "Sorry Mama." Both mumbled, sneaking little glances at each other. Both quietly stepped back and sat down muttering little apologies to each other, as they returned to lessons. "Remind you of another pair?" Came the voice of Arya Stark, leaning against the doorway with a smirk.

GIVE SANSA HER CHILDREN || ALWAYS ACCEPTING LIKE PLS GIVE ME ALL THE CHILDREN 

(also bonus points if you hint/name a dad)

FEAT. THE FIGHTY BBIES AND ARYA!!

         “Apologies accepted. I do expect this not to happen again, nonetheless.” Sansa’s look was stern still, enforcing that apologies accepted did not change wrong actions of before. It would still have CONSEQUENCES, however they might regret doing what they did — better to learn that now, with smaller things, if they could. 

         Arya’s steps hadn’t been heard — no one heard Arya if Arya didn’t want to be heard, truthfully — her voice bringing Sansa to turn towards the door. The eldest sister chuckled at the commentary; resemblance could not be missed, after all, not when she had been one half of that OTHER PAIR. 

         “These two are you and I come again. It must be the gods punishing me for being an awful sister as a child. Honestly ———— how did mother and father dealt with us and made it look so SIMPLE surprises me every time I’m in their position.”

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@whitefurs​ || cont.

“You will not lose me, little sister” he promises and reaches out for her hand, giving her a quick squeeze. Jon does not speak those words lightly, he plans on keeping them. With Sansa, he has more reason to fight, harder than ever before. One day, she will be the Lady Warden of the North. It might be against old traditions but she deserves it and she is wiser than most of them.

     “I always will be with you, loyal to you and gladly serve your house, if you will let me.”

         Does not let go of his hand, although words are REASSURANCE --- doesn’t dare to let go, not after so long without a familiar face come from times when all was well. Sansa wasn’t the one he used to call little sister; no, she was far too mean to him for that (mother’s little girl would never disappoint her so by truly bonding with bastard brother; would Catelyn still dislike him so, knowing he so openly received a sister who showed no kindness to him before?). Half-brother, she’d correct, whenever people spoke of him --------- but Jon was the one she ran to now. She wasn’t that Sansa anymore, though. That Sansa hadn’t been ALAYNE, hadn’t understood in own skin what being a bastard was like. 

         “Our house --” Correction is soft, apologetic almost; felt right nonetheless. He had even more of the Stark looks than she could hope to have. It was his house, too, even if he lacked the proper name. “Jon, you are my BROTHER. I do not ask you to serve, but simply not to leave. I was a terrible sister before, I -- perhaps I do not deserve to ask such thing, but you’re all family I have left.”

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                                                Caring Edition 

‘ Hey when was the last time you slept? ’

‘ Stay in bed, please. ’

‘ Do you want me to get you anything? ’

‘ Let me look. ’

‘ Let me help you. ’

‘ Here, let me bandage that up. ’

‘ I made you something to eat. ’

‘ You’re burning up! Go lay down. ’

‘ Please drink more water. ’

‘ Were you able to keep that down? ’

‘ Does this hurt? ’

‘ You need to stay still. ’

‘ Want more blankets? ’

‘ Do you want to talk about it? ’

‘ Try to breathe slowly. ’

‘ It’s alright I’m here. ’

‘ Here hold my hand. ’

‘ I’m not going anywhere. ’

‘ You can sleep here. ’

‘ Rest as long as you need. ’

‘ Look at me. ’

‘ Tell me what you are seeing. ’

‘ You can rest in my arms. ’

‘ I will make you some tea. ’

‘ Please, take this. ’

‘ You should be resting. ’

‘ I’m just checking in, how are you feeling? ’

‘ Snuggling helps with a lot of things, so come here. ’

‘ Want me to take you to a doctor? ’

‘ I am a doctor, so please listen to me. ’

‘ How long have you been like this? ’

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Practiced watercolor for a bit (there’s still questionable parts there 🤣) with my OTP-du-jour. I’ll try to do better next time!