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❄    notodin    |    ❛   eivor  ❜

she thought as much. seldom are young women left to their own devices, especially ones of noble birth. eivor may not have been born a noble, but she was raised by a king after her parents died. educated well. she was the one who grew too wild for her adoptive father to control, and thus  —  was never married off as her brother’s wife, randvi, was, for surely she would sooner slit a man’s throat than be his obedient wife.

🙶  oh, i have loved.  🙷          eivor laughs loud enough to turn heads. a great, amused cackle. the norse woman clearly means sex, but  …  as for actual love? she loves none other than the wife of her brother  ( their union was necessary for peace between the raven clan and randvi’s, but loveless in general. she and eivor’s brother behave more like kin than spouses ).

🙶  but, aye. i have been in love, too. the gods do not will it for us to be together quite yet, but soon it will be our time  …  i know it so. i have seen it in my dreams. so i patiently wait, and until then i roam england and kill whoever gets in my way or threatens my people. that is why i am here, you see. to find if these people are fated to be my friends, or my foes. i welcome either.  🙷     

        sansa doesn’t understand what is laughable about LOVE, but she keeps the thought to herself. quickly she is distracted by eivor’s next word. her expression brightens, joy jumping into blue eyes. s t o r i e s of love have always enchanted her. she’d spent hours in winterfell’s library and later the palace’s library here in england reading about the GREAT LOVE STORIES of both literature and history. however, a cloud passes over sansa’s face the more eivor spoke of her situation.

          ❝  i’m so sorry you are being kept apart. ❞          why must sorrow plague something as good and pure as love? it hardly seems fair.          ❝  but if you foresee a happy ending in your dreams then i’m certain it shall come TRUE. especially if your love is true. ❞          true love always overcomes. it’s why she believes, partially because she must believe it, that joffrey will soon RETURN to how he was. the a n g e r over her father’s betrayal will pass. sansa’s brow furrows.          ❝  surely you don’t truly want to make enemies? that would mean they think poorly of, perhaps even hate, you rather than think highly of you. ❞

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[hiddensteel]

do i even bother watching the new p.ersuasion movie or do i save myself from getting mad?

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❄    melnchly    |    ❛   senator amidala  ❜

@hiddensteel​ gets a starter from PADMÉ!

        the view from her windows is no naboo, but it has its own sort of imposing beauty: the spires of coruscant rising before her like a mountain vista. she prefers it at night, of course, when the lights shimmer in the darkness like curious stars. but at least this apartment gets plenty of light during the day, light that spills across the floor and furniture and senator padmé amidala, too, as she greets her guest. she has not brought sansa stark here to test her, though she knows the girl is likely expecting that. others might. but she had been a girl new to coruscant, once, picked apart and ridiculed by trinebulon news. padmé had found mina bonteri, and the mere presence of a friend and mentor had felt like succor (no matter how it ended). “i’m glad you accepted my invitation,” padmé says, sitting down and gesturing in invitation for sansa to do the same. “i know it must be…a rather strange moment, to come to corsucant for the first time.” tensions in the senate, everything that had happened before ned stark’s arrival…padmé does hope to find allies in the family, but this is merely an offer of friendship. “what do you think of it, so far?” 

        how excited she is! she has met many different people from a variety of planets and races since her arrival, but she hasn’t looked forward to meeting any of them as much as she does meeting senator amidala. growing up, she’d read about the former queen of naboo, her kindness and LEADERSHIP, and all the good she has done for the republic. already people are writing songs about her! butterflies flutter about in her stomach, but on the outside sansa is the very image of g r a c e as she enters the room.          ❝  it’s an HONOR to make your acquaintance, senator amidala. ❞          she sits down across from the older woman, her smile never waning.          ❝  it’s certainly a large change from winterfell. i didn’t realize how busy the city would be. ❞          HER HOMEPLANET IS FAR QUIETER than corsucant. it had been, much to sansa’s surprise, a little overwhelming at first but she’d adapted quickly.          ❝  but i’m HAPPY to be here. i’ve always d r e a m e d of living on corsucant and have wanted to come here for quite some time. ❞

[hiddensteel]

every time there’s a period show with a red haired actress i’m like: 👀 sansa? it’s a problem

[catherinesboleyn]

Alicia von Rittberg as Elizabeth I in Becoming Elizabeth 1.05

“Necessity Compels Me to Plague You”

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@sheresists​​  said           sansa, the thing that’s wrong with you … is how perfect you are. and how surprisingly handy you are with a fire extinguisher 🥹

        ❝  being perfect hardly sounds like a bad thing. ❞          it’s totally not fair that rey knows that flattery would a l w a y s succeed with sansa. grinning, she kissed her girlfriend on the cheek.          ❝  as for the fire extinguisher       i wouldn’t have that flaw if someone wasn’t constantly setting fires in our kitchen. ❞

anonymously tell sansa what is wrong with her

Anonymously tell my muse what the fuck is wrong with them.

[hiddensteel]

❄    lcvelj    |    ❛   lara jean  ❜

          hearing her voice was calming,   she supposed it’s because sansa was her best friend and someone she could be comfortable around especially in their dorm.   she was mostly like a sister as she could confide anything to her.   nodding over to her order,  she had punched her requests as she held her hand up and grinned.     “   it’s on the house for tonight,  it’s my sorry for not being able to hang out lately.   ”     she joked,  placing her own card to pay for it as she had moved to prepare her order just the way she liked it.   it was a good thing that the line was slow and not much are waiting and everyone is settled,  taking her time to prepare her drink and treats as she placed it on the counter.     “     medium black tea latte and lemon cookie for the  pretty lady sansa .   ”     she teased her best friend.

        sansa enjoyed every moment of college, even when she was so busy with assignments that she spent her entire afternoon studying. it helped that for her studying meant READING BOOKS.          ❝  you don’t have to apologize. ❞          was sansa a little disappointed? yes, but she u n d e r s t o o d why her friend couldn’t hang out all the time. there were plenty of times when sansa was the one turning down plans because of her schedule. she almost tried to protest the free order, but experience told her it was pointless.          ❝  but thank you. this does mean NEXT TIME we order food it’s on me. ❞          similarly she wouldn’t take no for an answer either. pink lips curled into a grin as she giggled.          ❝  why, thank you, lady lara jean. how has your shift been so far? ❞

[hiddensteel]

@murkyhazed  /  maggie rhee  said           "that's a death wish.  we just have to wait it out, they'll lose interest eventually."

        blue eyes lowered. more often than not she felt completely OUT OF PLACE in this new world. her every instinct, every action, seemed wrong, and all the rules that had previously dictated her life were now moot. if it was a simple question of adapting to a new set of guidelines perhaps she’d stand a chance, but now the rules were constantly changing. what kept her safe one day was DEADLY the next. maybe s h e should be dead; the world certainly seemed eager to kill not only her but the entire human race - there was so few of them left. yet somehow she managed to survive every encounter with the walkers, even though she felt like she didn’t deserve to.

          ❝  i’m SORRY . . . for attracting the walkers’ attention. i should have been more careful. ❞

[mbtiruinsyourlife]

The MBTI Types as People you know

INTJ: villain-jerk INTP: crazy professor ENTJ: boss ENTP: annoying debater INFJ: fairy fortuneteller INFP: dreamer ENFJ: teacher ENFP: revolutionary ISTJ: stereotype human ISFJ: helpful grandma ESTJ: badass overseer ESFJ: your mom ISTP: mechanic ISFP: musician ESTP: lover of risk ESFP: drama queen

[hiddensteel]

@fenixburned  /  arya  said           “don’t you have somewhere else to be?”

       ❝  maybe if weren’t incapable of not finding TROUBLE wherever you go i wouldn’t have to chaperone you. ❞          her arms were crossed over her chest and she didn’t even bother to hide her annoyance. of course she had somewhere else to be, someplace she’d much rather be than here. jeyne and her were supposed to go to the movies, but no, she had to babysit her annoying, little sister. sansa sighed loudly.          ❝  how much longer are we going to be HERE for? i don’t want to waste my entire day. ❞

[brittsmemes]

GIVE  MY  MUSE  A  NICKNAME  /  PET  NAME.

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Isolda Dychauk as Lucrezia Borgia | Borgia 3.03

[hiddensteel]

❄    voidbeings    |    ❛   aegon  ❜

how miserable, he thinks. the summer prince detests the snow  ( or rather the idea of it, because he has so scarcely been exposed to such a thing )   …   but aegon does not say such out loud, as to avoid crushing her love for the wintry substance. and he is also relieved, grateful, that she has had no experiences here which make her hate her existence in the way that he at times has. it is no secret, especially amongst those close to the prince, that he and his father do not, so to speak, see eye to eye. the targling thinks he would crush beneath the weight of his fury anything that dares to impose spite or malice or hurt upon sansa. he may not be a full grown dragon just yet, but he is as wild as one. as fierce. perhaps even more so than little rhaegal, who still eats just bite - sized bits of meat from his future rider’s palms.

❛❛   then, we shall arrange a trip !  an easy enough thing to do, i think. i have no doubts my father will agree that the northernmost lands are overdue for a visit from their beloved lady sansa and their future king. perhaps my sister and aunt will want to accompany us as well. we have seen very little of your homeland in our young lives. and one day i must take you to dorne, too, to see my mother’s family. it is much hotter, there. no furs or snow to be seen, you will probably need many, new dresses made to accommodate the temperature   …   and i   …   will need some made for me to hide me away from the cold. does this please you, riña?   ❜❜

        tully eyes widened.          ❝  really?! i would love that. ❞          at most she had hoped for some comforting word, perhaps a promise that they would travel to winterfell ONE DAY in the future, but never had she imagined that aegon would suggest planning a trip immediately. the prince is truly the most t h o u g h t f u l! her mind takes off, imagining all that she will show aegon. winterfell might not be as glamorous as king’s landing, but she will make certain that they have an ENJOYABLE visit. she wonders if he will like the snow and if he will get along with her siblings - arya must be on her very best behavior or sansa may perish of embarrassment! 

          ❝  i would be honored to show you and the two princesses my childhood home. my father might be able to arrange a tourney IN YOUR HONOR if i write to him and ask       would you like that? ❞          surely her father wouldn’t deny the request if it would make aegon happy.          ❝  and i would be delighted to visit d o r n e! your mother speaks so fondly of it, and i’ve read that the WATER GARDENS are a sight to behold. ❞          normally talk of new dresses would capture her attention, but not this time.          ❝  i could make you a cloak and a pair of gloves that would protect you from the cold, your grace. ❞

[hiddensteel]

❄    nostqlgia    |    ❛   mother  ❜

“   i see so much of your father in you,   my darling girl   …   he would be so proud of the woman you’ve become.   ”

( sc )   catelyn stark     ›     @hiddensteel ,   sansa stark

        ❝  you . . . you do? but everyone says that i take after YOU           and father was so honorable and wise. he n e v e r would have made the mistakes i did. ❞

[hiddensteel]

❄    lovelack    |    ❛   marianne  ❜

the loneliness holds permanent residence in her bones, she thinks of it like an old, worn jacket that she pulls on whenever the world becomes too harsh, reminds herself that once she’d made a home of her own ribs. learning to need others comes with its own pain, blisters on fingers from catching the shrapnel they let out, the ache n her lungs when they leave her winded. she learnt goodness, learnt to allow the world to know her; this is growing warm, this is growing up.

something practiced to her smile, repeated movement in front of the mirror on lonely nights, twisting every way until she found the beautiful one, the mysterious one, the one that might make her more likeable. it falls across to @hiddensteel· now, slightly wonky, head tilted just so, becoming cool - girl marianne again. MARIANNE:     there’s a party down the road tonight. i might go, check it out.

        auburn waves, not a strand out of place, frame porcelain visage that is carefully polished with an almost unnoticeable layer of make-up. there’s a book in her hands, opened, but the page hasn’t changed in a few minutes for sansa’s eyes are focused on marianne, quietly watching the other. BOREDOM ALMOST MAKES HER RESTLESS, but manners hold her still and restrain her from voicing it. however, it is powerless to stop the smile that brightens her expression at the prospect of attending a party.

          ❝  that sounds like a WONDERFUL idea! mind if i go with you? ❞          she's already rising from the chair she’d be sitting in. thankfully she always dresses a little fancier than most, meaning her current attire - a blouse, skirt, and heels - is suitable for a party.          ❝  i thought i could hear m u s i c in the distance. ❞