WINTERFELL'S DAUGHTER.

𝐨' 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫.

[northsballadmoved]

#NORTHSBALLAD, an indie & private roleplay blog for sansa stark, of a song of ice and fire. written by jacy, she/her, 18+. eastern timezone. est june '23.

CARRD / PROMO / PLAYLIST / PINTEREST.

[northsballadmoved]

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[theqveenofthorns]

Rachel Hurd-Wood in Dorian Gray (2009)

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.  ❜ ❛  every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.  ❜ ❛  i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.  ❜ ❛  do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ ❛  sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.  ❜ ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜ ❛  somehow, you're always on my mind.  ❜ ❛  i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.  ❜ ❛  my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.  ❜ ❛  all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.  ❜ ❛  every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?  ❜ ❛  i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.  ❜ ❛  will we ever get another chance together?  ❜ ❛  you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.  ❜ ❛  my biggest regret is ever letting you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.  ❜ ❛  every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.  ❜ ❛  it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.  ❜ ❛  i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.  ❜ ❛  i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.  ❜ ❛  hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.  ❜ ❛  there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.  ❜ ❛  i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.  ❜ ❛  i miss the way you always made me smile.  ❜ ❛  you're the reason i keep holding on.  ❜ ❛  maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how i feel about you.  ❜ ❛  i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.  ❜ ❛  i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?  ❜ ❛  my heart belongs to you, always and forever.  ❜ ❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  i've been thinking about us a lot lately.  ❜

[mcflymemes]

DIFFERENT KINDS OF KISSES *  send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt, nsfw implied

[ soothe ] sender kisses receiver to stop them from shaking

[ forehead ] sender tenderly kisses receiver's forehead

[ brief ] sender sneaks a kiss to receiver's cheek as they walk by

[ brow ] sender kisses the bridge of receiver's eyebrow

[ impossible ] sender kisses receiver as a final gesture, knowing they can't be together

[ hiding ] sender checks the area around them before kissing receiver, trying not to get caught

[ handful ] sender peppers the receiver's cheek with multiple, playful kisses

[ line ] sender draws a trail of kisses down the length of receiver's shoulderblade and up their neck

[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them

[ side ] sender places a kiss on the side of receiver's nose

[ tip ] sender kisses the tip of receiver's nose

[ underside ] sender leans in and places a suggestive kiss just under receiver's jawline

[ giggle ] sender starts tickling and kissing the receiver all over in order to make them laugh

[ knuckle ] sender lifts receiver's hand to their lips and places a polite kiss there

[ last ditch ] right before receiver leaves for battle, sender rushes into their arms and kisses them desperately

[ the middle ] in the midst of a battle, sender steals a second alone with receiver and kisses them to reassure them

[ dreamy ] sender and receiver indulge in a handful of slow, romantic kisses

[ darkness ] sender and receiver makeout in a completely dark room

[ ear ] sender nuzzles and kisses receiver's ear

[ recline ] sender climbs ontop of receiver and steals a kiss

[ lazy ] sender kisses receiver to wake them up from a comfortable sleep

[ dramatics ] as sender and receiver argue back and forth, sender launches forward and kisses receiver to stop the fight

[ distance ] across a large space, sender blows receiver a kiss

[ hold ] sender and receiver are hugging, and sender kisses receiver on the cheek in a tender display

[ regret ] sender and receiver start to kiss, but sender backs away in the middle of it, knowing it's a bad idea

[ reunion ] thinking they'd never see each other again, sender and receiver are reunited and run into each other's arms, sharing a kiss

[ inner ] in a heated moment, sender trails kisses along receiver's inner thigh

[ lovebite ] in the midst of kissing receiver's neck, sender changes tactics and gives them a tender little bite

[ greeting ] sender and receiver greet each other with kisses to both cheeks in quick succession

[ bunny ] sender gives receiver a bunny kiss by rubbing their noses together back and forth

[ supportive ] sender kisses the top of receiver's head

[ fingertips ] sender places light kisses to each of receiver's fingertips

[ tongue ] sender and receiver indulge in a heavy makeout that involves tongue

[ first time ] sender leans in and kisses receiver for the first time

[ final ] sender and receiver share a kiss for the very last time, and they know it's their last

[ storm ] caught in the midst of a torrential downpour, sender can't help but close the distance and kiss receiver in the rain

[ scar ] sender sees one of receiver's scars for the first time and gently kisses it

[ desperate ] the situation is dire, and sender can't stop themselves from rushing forward and crushing receiver into an aggressive, frantic kiss

[ tend ] while tending to receiver's wounds, sender gives receiver a reassuring kiss

[ stolen ] sender and receiver cross paths and can't resist ducking into a safe place to makeout before they carry on with their day

[ irresistable ] sender taunts receiver by easing closer, promising a kiss, and then backing away, making receiver chase their lips

[ lipstick ] sender is wearing lipstick, and uses that fact to mark receiver with a few lipstick stains

[ chest ] sender removes receiver's shirt and immediately rushes forward to kiss their chest

[ shivering ] sender places small kisses all over receiver's stomach

[ fake ] sender and receiver pretend to be a couple and are forced to kiss each other to blend in

[ maybe ] sender and receiver are best friends and experiment with a kiss to see where it goes

[typewriter-worries]

Am I your dream girl?

Sacred and Profane Love, Baglione | Amor Vincit Omnia, Caravaggio | Dream Girl Evil, Florence + The Machine

[northsballadmoved]

happy pride give sansa kisses <333

[northsballadmoved]

been thinkin about sansa’s hair. she always keeps it pristine in styles personal to her, learned or inspired or habitual from home, but when it’s down? it’s not silky smooth, perfectly untangled, or anything like that. it’s thick and wild in a way that it tumbles how it wants, spread about her like a lion’s mane, and it was hell keeping it from frizzing out in the humidity of king’s landing. it takes the longest to tame in the morning.

i just like to think abt it as something natural, at times frustrating, and a part of sansa that isn’t always Kept Up

[northsballadmoved]

pins in my sansa board that make me feel especially insane, in no particular order

[northsballadmoved]

♦ (ily)

the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

compassion. there are a hundred other words that could be used instead ( dragon, fire, queen, strength, redemption, fierce, so on and so forth ) because it is impossible to encapsulate her with merely one. but this is the first thing she feels in relation to daenerys. because to those close to her, it's the most glaring thing about her; the love for her people, the care she determines to lead with, the gentleness she carries in quieter moments. it's the trait sansa admires most about her. especially in the face of similar traumas shared.

[cxritas-blog]

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

[didoleonina]

Commission for @/keelitheehedgie of Sansa and Daenerys ✨

[graunblida]

the warrior is only trying to ruffle the other's feathers, nothing serious. however, upon seeing sansa's REACTION, her ego begins to inflate ( just ever so slightly ). emerald eyes observe the shade of rose which spreads across pale cheeks like blood spilt over fresh snow. oh? had her words struck a little too close to home? soon the other recovers with her gaze steeled, making it harder to discern if she's simply caught off guard or if lexa's words hold any traces of truth.

lexa lets out a small, breathy laugh. she supposes if the roles were reversed, she would also be flustered by how the conversation turned. most men wouldn't even look her in the eye and yet here the northern woman is, standing her ground with her head held high. " my lady, i was merely jesting- " expression goes from impish to neutral and then solemn. all jokes aside, it seems the visions plaguing sansa are disturbing and worrisome. silence falls between the pair as lexa thinks over the information given to her. " we will prevail against the night king. " victory is not guaranteed, but if they wish to have a fighting chance against the enemy, they must rise to this challenge with every bit of power, might and UNITY that can be accumulated. " and then, gods willing, you will dream of more pleasant affairs. "

[northsballadmoved]

such smug words from a smug, pretty face. sansa had admired lexa's confidence since they first met, but now she wishes for nothing more than for her to be quiet and take in the severity of the situation ―― as if that is by any means fair. as if the woman could know the breath that runs quick in her lungs, the heart that beats against her chest when she has barely explained it to her. not that she'd gotten a chance, before the other began her . . . flirtations? jests. the lady of winterfell attempts to swallow her ill - kept emotions, but a muscle in her jaw jumps even as lexa grounds herself to the situation. a lurch, unbidden by mind, and between her hands she grasps the warrior's calloused palm. ❝ you cannot know that for certain. no one can. ❞

gods, this is terrible; losing her composure like this, temperament leaping from distressed to irritated to solemn within a blink. she knows better than this. catching her breath, sansa closes her eyes for a moment, separating the image of lexa in her dream to the real, flesh and bone one standing across from her, hand warm in her own. ❝ i'm not sure i know what those would be anymore, ❞ she admits quietly, a tone of apology in her words that she cannot bring herself to utter just yet.

[northsballadmoved]

“ tell me about these dreams. ” ― @khalesci.

for a moment, sansa feels off - balance; pulled in two opposing directions by the rope upon which she dangles precariously. it is the weakness of hesitation, the breath that stalls in her sternum before it is released. it's a subject she had willingly breached, and yet now she is uncertain. the dilemma of trust. their lives are already in the dragon queen's hands, a feat that after many weeks of counsel and planning, she does believe her intentions of honoring. but something as personal as her dreams, the world as she sees it through her direwolf's eyes . . . daenerys' expression is patient, earnest, and the stark weakly grasps onto a mental reminder that they are not only allies but friends. at least, she hopes.

❝ they are . . . difficult to explain, ❞ she begins with a slight frown, pressing her hands together in her lap, the unconscious motion of fingertips over knuckles a self - soothing habit. sansa has shared little even with jon, the one who seems to understand it the most, as they ever so rarely have the time to speak of anything other than survival nowadays. ❝ at least, in a way that still clings somewhat to reality. i'm afraid they are nothing of the sort. ❞ it's an experimental venture. daenerys has fire in her blood, magic in her birthright, but this is still different. and sansa is used to being careful.

[northsballadmoved]

some of the answers on that quiz have me thinking sm about the parallels between ned & sansa again ... she may be the splitting image of her mother but she will always be her father's daughter. the quiet ones, the ones naive simply for believing in the honor of their peers, the unexpected heirs who don a mask of courtesy & steel when duty calls.

[northsballadmoved]

to whom does your heart belong?

your heart belongs to the stars.

you are lost in thought. you dwell on the workings of the world, you observe your feelings with an air of silence. you are contemplative in nature, and find yourself pausing before taking action. you have the gift to recognize the world for the beauty it holds in the quiet moments. it's okay to take your time doing things, your soul has been here from the beginning and will remain until the end. you have all the time in the world.

tagged by @halfyearsqueen !! tagging: @lannisther / @khalesci, @stormbcrn, @draconikia, @graunblida, and whoever else wants to do it!

[northsballadmoved]

rubbing my hands together. hi