House Stark Meme ★ [1/8] Quotes Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said. There are different kinds of wings.
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House Stark Meme ★ [1/8] Quotes Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said. There are different kinds of wings.
zercisms:
“—EXCUSE ME, i need some help… i’m very lost. i can’t seem to find my owner. have you seen a very TALL man made of bones anywhere around here? he kinda looks like–” zero paused, looking around before they spotted a skeleton figure in the window of a shop. “LIKE THAT!” zero exclaimed as they pointed to it, smiling brightly now. “he also answers to jack– have you seen him?”
“i BELIEVE i know who you speak of?” curious expression dancing on her face. “although--- i don’t believe he is made of bone. he is HUMAN & a very nice man.”
task 001
that last ask felt gross to send i am so sorry you are a summer child and i am awful
ramsay deserved better than you.
throw my children
“even i know i deserved far better than what he GAVE me. no one, no one deserves to be treated the way RAMSEY treated anyone. he deserved EXACTLY what was coming to him. i am FREE from his clutches & i am STRONGER because of it.”
jackthenewyorkking:
She seemed like a very sweet girl, this Lady of Winterfell, this Princess, this Betrothed To Terrible Men. Wherever she came from, though, he knew it didn’t leave a good impression on her. Especially when she mentioned the murder of her last husband, and her obvious pleasure when she did it. “ Oh, miss, you’re not the only one !! ” He had to do it once too, to save his love, to save his town, and Christmastown as well. “ Sometimes, you just have to do what you have to do. ” Jack used to be dead himself, even, but maybe that story would come at a later time. “ Where I came from, macabre things like killing weren’t all that bad, really. ”
light green orb widened, “i can believe it.” not even batting an eyelash. thinking of the hardships like losing her FATHER right before her very eyes. sansa was the HARDENED version of her former self. before seeing so much death, she was NAIVE to the real world, and how it worked. now, she could kill, without any HESITATION. “when times call for it, you must yourself become the VILLAIN, not that i see myself as one. all was NECESSARY for survival.” the will to SURVIVE was stronger than the NEED to keep ramsey alive. “where are you from, my lord?”
darlingangela:
“oh, extremely. nothing the lost boys and i couldn’t handle, though. we all escaped unscathed.”
“i’m glad to hear you were all SAFE. i do wonder what a LOST BOY is? i have never heard of such a thing?”
ycungxwclf:
In truth Robb had taken very little note of whom he had addressed, only that it was a young woman with red hair and made no connection due to his lack of concentration. The sound of his name reaching his ears felt like the cool spring breeze of the North breathing down his neck, tugging at his heart as his gaze finally drank in the sight of such a familiar face staring back at him. “Sansa..,” his tone was laced in disbelief as he stepped closer towards his sister; his sister whom he had failed. “Of course it’s me, I- Gods you look grown up.”
for a few moments sansa looked over her BROTHER. how much both had grown since seeing each other. in her chest her heart was leaping with joy. an overwhelming feeling welled up inside her. starring at every FEATURE she had missed since being apart. “i-- i can’t believe you’re here? h-how? why?” questions were coming out of nowhere even though she knew they were IMPOSSIBLE to answer. “oh robb,” feet moved without any hesitation, arms wrapped around him, more than happy to hug him, “---you’re here!” despite growing up a little since last they saw each other; sansa felt like a little sister again, happier than ever to see his face.
anchoredbcta:
‘ my lord? i — what? i never said anything about your life being a joke. ’ his confusion was evident, pressing his eyebrows together. ‘ i have no idea what you’re talking about. ’
“i’m sorry,” feeling as if her words were HARSH & uncalled for, “i guess my nerves are FRAYED from being somewhere strange and brand new.” letting out all the air from her lungs, calming herself. “you see, i am not from HERE. i’m from WESTEROS--- the north, winterfell. i am sansa stark, daughter of lord eddard stark & lady catelyn stark, and i’m looking for my siblings. all i am is LOST & CONFUSED?” desperation could be heard as she whispered, “please help me find my SIBLINGS. those who REMAIN, at least.” here she was again, a fragile BIRD. her heart was still hardened by her what had happened. right now, nothing else mattered, not even the HARDER version of herself. she needed to find her brother JON or maybe even her little sister. “have you met a JON SNOW here?”
pocketqueen:
“Oh, would you?” she asked in a hopeful tone while a clear look of relief crossing her features. “I have many people using those…yellow carriages but I don’t think that I can. How can they be trusted? They have no horses, they just roll.”
“at first i was sure they were some sort of torture DEVICE? until some kind person showed me what they really were? i still find myself quiet confused as how they even WORK?” head swimming with too many thoughts at once. “if you don’t own a horse OR carriage, walking did work out just fine.” finding herself COMFORTED by having someone to talk to. “my name is sansa stark, i’m glad to have met you.”
diirewclf:
“i’m not quite sure wether to BELIEVE you or to hit you”
“i’m not sure that SOLVES anything.” heart was in her throat, piercing green orbs starred, unsure what to do first. hug her sister, or continue to LECTURE her.
jazzxfenton:
“can’t you see that i’m busy listening to the hamilton soundtrack? what do you need?” jazz asked the person in front of her, not even bothering to look up from her phone.
“i’m sorry---- i just happened to see you.” sort of intrigued by her face which VAGUELY reminded of herself. only modern. not as much CLOTHING & SKIRTS. some sort of contraption was jabbed into her ears. it was IMPOSSIBLE not to stare in wonder. everything was brand new to sansa. “i’m not quite sure what HAMILTON is? or what exactly is going on here?”
pocketqueen:
“ Pardon me, have you seen a dog running near by? He’s a spaniel and I don’t want him to get lost. Or even more lost than I believe we already are.”
“i’m afraid i haven’t,” answering the woman’s question with a smile. at least her clothing look reasonable; everyone wore such little clothing, without any regard for the feelings of others. “finding your way around here can be TRICKY. i could possibly help, or the yellow carriages can?”
darlingangela:
“well, so far this place is certainly nothing like london, but at least there aren’t any pirates.”
“i suppose these PIRATES were unpleasant??”
ycungxwclf:
“As hard as it is to believe, I understand where I am but who are you? How did you come to be here also?”
hardly believing it, sansa turned, having that same voice memorized. burned into her subconscious FOREVER. never in her LIFETIME did she except to see HIM again. “rob,” voice full of hope & desperation, “i-is that you?” still skeptical about who she was SPEAKING to. ones mind sometimes played tricks in such desperate times.
jackthenewyorkking:
Jack listened quietly to this young girl’s explanation of purpose, watching her all the while. She was searching for her brother, a very important person not only in her life but to a town where he was king. Her brother and him seemed to have that in common. Jack too was a king, just not quite of such regal standards, he supposed. When she finished, she looked different somehow. It was subtle but she looked a little more at ease, a bit calmer, less heavy. “ Company is always best in new places, especially when they’re family, ” he agreed, looking away before she could feel uncomfortable. “ Are you a princess ?? ” was his next question, a rather silly one since her brother was a king now, but he wasn’t sure how her world’s monarchy worked.
for the first time in forever, sansa didn’t feel ignored, just a fixture to be GAWKED at. as strange & unknown this new place was it was nice to form some sort of friendship. letting her words flow free without worry. people back in WESTEROS were sneaky; spinning words into stories that were not true.
listening intently sansa was willing to answer his questions. “i thought i’d be alone here. i suppose i was quite wrong about that? even without jon i’m sure it’ll be easy to make friends. NOT that they’d understand my situation. i’ve already had quite the looks from them.” depite the topic a smile tugged at her lips to express her joy in their pleasant conversation. “i am MANY things--- a lady of WINTERFELL & a princess, i’ve been wed many times to TERRIBLE men. i killed my last husband with GREAT pleasure.” if only this young man knew of her journey. “i’m sure it sounds cruel to be happy about killing another human--- it was NECESSARY.”