sansa stark

independent & highly selective based on hbo's game of thrones written by nyxie

[ladywxlf]

i need to be back on here soon

[ladywxlf]

screams into the void i love and miss robb stark

[ladywxlf]

i miss writing sansa sm!

[theirwinterfell]

Sansa: exists

Jon:  😍💖💛💕👌💚💗💙❤💞

[insp.]

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[darysvoljes-deactivated20190204]

@ladywxlf​  ♥ the starter call

                        he   felt   as   if   she    NEVER    could   look   straight   at   him   without   some   sort   of   disdain   coloring   her   eyes.   or   was   he   being    PARANOID?   either   way,   their   conversation   was   always   lacking   and   therefore   he   felt   no   need   to   try   and   mend   it   before   he   left   for   the   wall   and   she   started   riding   towards   the   south   where   —  he   felt  —   she   belonged   more   than   she   did   in   winterfell.

                              ❛ have   you   seen   arya? ❜     he   keeps   the   conversation   to   the   minimum,   having   a   feeling   that   she   will   appreciate   it   as   well.     ❛ i   have   to   say   goodbye. ❜

[ladywxlf]

She couldn’t really LOOK at him, not quite. He was her father’s bastard, a stain to the perfection that was the Stark family. She hardly had any words to say to him, hardly had ANYTHING in common. He’d preferred Arya, anyway, and that pretty much was obvious. She’d heard that he was bound for the Wall; and she’d shared her mother’s feelings about it-- that it was better off that he was gone.

She pursed her lips together at his words, shaking her head. She wasn’t her sister’s KEEPER. “When are you leaving?” she asked before he’d turned away.

[sansasurvived]

“I’m a slow learner. It’s true. But I learn.”

[starksistersdaily]

When would we be married? Soon? Or do we have to wait?

[starksistersdaily]

The gods are good. I am free to heed my heart. Ser Loras, I will gladly wed your sweet sister. You will be my queen and I will love you from this day until my last day.

[sansasmargaeryinactive-deactiva]

3.07 | 7.07

[cloudsongs]

[cloudsongs]

[ariannes]

4.1 | 7.3

[tarth-deactivated20180910]

asoiaf ladies + women i have been warned against becoming: the soulmate

you have your mother’s eyes. honest eyes, and innocent. blue as a sunlit sea. when you are a little older, many a man will drown in those eyes.

insp.

[cloudsongs]

[nyangibun]

[ladywxlf]

russetwolf:

Sansa still looked exhausted and scared, and as much as he wished he could change that, there was nothing more Robb could do right now. In fact, he was somewhat sure that from here on out, right now, he could only make it worse. But he tried to push the thought aside, giving her a calming small smile instead.

“Taking you to her somewhat implies that I’ll come with you, doesn’t it,” he said quietly, reaching for her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. Robb searched her eyes. “Please don’t worry. Right now there’s nothing in the world that would make mother happier than to see you. I promise.”

With a gentle tug, he brought Sansa to her feet with him, offering her his arm. “Come on, sweetling. Mother will have my head if she finds out I’ve kept you for her even this long.”

She wondered if he’d HATED having to take care of her like this-- that he’d expected her to be STRONG as he was. She breathed out softly, a small nod of her head, her mind scolding herself for being so stupid as to ask that question. She didn’t want to be away from him, not with what she’d SEEN at King’s Landing; not with the ride over with the Hound.

As much as she’d wanted to see her mother, and she did-- SO MUCH; she’d latched onto Robb as her protector, the first of her family she’d seen in a very long time, her hand tight in his as she nodded her head, allowing him to calm her down. She moved to stand on her feet, biting on her lower lip as she took his arm, a small shake to her head with a faint smile, following him over to where their mother had been.

The reunion had been short, TEARFUL; she’d spoken about their father-- about Arya; and all the events that happened in between, leaving out more than a few of their petty fights then. Her mother had been tired, almost FAINT at her stories, and they were both led out to have Catelyn Stark rest for a few moments. She’d only left Robb’s side to hold her mother, and even then it wasn’t VERY LONG. “-- I made her upset,” she whispered underneath her breath.