I SHRANK MYSELF

TO THE SIZE OF A BIRD IN THE HAND OF A MAN.

[vulnerabellus]

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VULNERABELLUS — MUTUALS ONLY, LOW ACTIVITY ROLEPLAYING BLOG FOR SANSA STARK. HEAVILY BOOK AND HC BASED, FANTASY VERSES AVAILABLE. PENNED BY LORY. 25+, MDNI. SOME DD:DNI MAY BE PRESENT, SEE SPOILER.

Sansa knew most of the hymns, and followed along on those she did not know as best she could. She sang along with grizzled old serving men and anxious young wives, with serving girls and soldiers, cooks and falconers, knights and knaves, squires and spit boys and nursing mothers. She sang with those inside the castle walls and those without, sang with all the city. She sang for mercy, for the living and the dead alike ... for all the brave knights and soldiers who would die today, and for the children and the wives who would mourn them.

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BASICS. lady sansa stark of winterfell, wardeness of the north. daughter of ned stark and catelyn tully, sister of robb, arya, and jon. tbc.

* i don't engage in purity culture and i won't sanitize sansa's story for the sake of your comfort. if you can't handle the heavier asoiaf themes, don't follow, hardblock me if needed. this is your only warning.

MAINS & EXCLUSIVES. this could be you.

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[falkarph]

SHADOW OF THE ERDTREE STARTERS

rp prompts taken from the dlc shadow of the erdtree to the video game elden ring by fromsoftware. some have been edited.

❛ while my devotion remains unchanged, by my troth, i am unsure about the others. ❜

❛ i can wield my sword to cull the undeserving. ❜

❛ i'm feeling rather lost. haunted by memories. ❜

❛ my fighting days are far behind me. ❜

❛ vengeance changes a man. ❜

❛ for your sins you will have your recompense. ❜

❛ is there no hope for redemption? ❜

❛ mark my words, you too shall know fear. ❜

❛ how glorious it would have been, had we met in battle as sworn enemies. ❜

❛ i will never forgive you. ❜

❛ my purpose stands unchanged. ❜

❛ a brazen fellow you must surely be, to loose your tongue to a stranger such as i. ❜

❛ you shall haunt me no longer. ❜

❛ i have spoken far too freely. ❜

❛ they must've recognised something. the scent of the killer that slept within me. the stench of crusted blood. ❜

❛ i am loath to admit it, but even at this very instant i wish to run very far away indeed. ❜

❛ we're not gods, you and i. ❜

❛ all this time, i held in my heart only you! ❜

❛ this evening is a sign, of a greater night to come. ❜

❛ you are a wretched soul, a nightmare come to plague me. ❜

❛ embrace your oblivion, as shall i. ❜

❛ there is life in me yet! ❜

❛ revenge alone assures me peace of mind. ❜

❛ don’t get the wrong idea. we are neither friends nor confidantes. ❜

❛ i'll thank you not to lie to me. ❜

❛ i am the chosen, not you. ❜

❛ perhaps you have yet to feel true want. i am patient. there will come a day when hunger knocks. ❜

❛ the night is ever dark. i need the stars ... give me light. ❜

❛ i'm weak as a kitten and thick as two planks. ❜

❛ do you think me in need of alms? i desire not to be in your debt. ❜

❛ think not to hinder me upon my path. lest you too wish to face the reckoning. ❜

❛ no matter our efforts, if the roots are rotten … then we have little recourse. ❜

❛ i ask, why would you think to purloin from me? ❜

❛ how could you inflict such cruelty? ❜

[vulnerabellus]

I NEVER ASKED TO PLAY. THE GAME WAS TOO DANGEROUS. ONE SLIP AND I AM DEAD.

[vulnerabellus]

for my general fantasy verse i think a lot of the asoiaf lore still translates - sansa is still a highborn lady from a northern noble house, she is still in [insert] capital, trapped in some way, or perhaps she has already escaped and is on the run under assumed aliases, etc, but altogether it will still be her story, just warped to fit the setting of whoever i'm writing with.

[moseslikellamas]

There’s something so poetically evil about Sansa embodying everything the realm wants a proper lady to be and then them all hating her for it. She cares about knights and songs, sewing and pretty dresses. And she’s scorned for it, naïve little girl who isn’t equipped to deal with the horrors of life. Because they don’t prepare women for the horrors of life despite the fact that they have to live in the same reality as all of the terrible deeds. Sansa embodies everything a young lady is supposed to and it ruins her life. The same way women are meant to bear heirs but they don’t tell them beforehand how it happens. It’s this sick fetishization of an ideal of women that they can never truly achieve because life isn’t ideal. Sansa is the picture of what they want women to be and it can never be enough still.

[lilyerida]

Queen of the North

[souryam]

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[queenyouth]

Isolda Dychauk as Marguerite Faust (2011)

[fayevalentinesgamblingchip]

i hate the idea of sansa ending up as this cold ice queen when through out the books one of her defining characteristics has been kindness. kindness to dontos when joffrey wanted him executed, kindness to the woman with the baby during the riot, kindness to an injured lancel despite cersei's words, kindness through warning margaery of the type of person joffrey is, kindness to sandor clegane and sweetrobin in the vale. sansa even says that once she was queen, she'd wish to rule with kindness when cersei encourages her to rule with fear during the battle of the blackwater. i cant imagine a world where grrm would genuinely go with the idea that only once you refuse love and warmth can you rule