Every once in a while I gotta post an update of my playlists, being a greedy bitch and all.
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Just imagine that Sansa and Jeyne P is neighbors and one day Mya Stone or Margaery Tyrell moved to the same street as they and want become friend with Sansa. Jeyne will so jealous her best friend.
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Once I saw video on YouTube ( not spanish or american). (It was about asoiaf ) ,,Top 10 the most stupid characters”. And And Sansa wasn't on that list. Also I am agree with this video...but coments. ,, The most stupid is Sansa”, ,,I don't read a books but Sansa is stupid. hahaha” and ,,You forget Sansa. She must be 1st” and many coments like this. Of course, Sansa must be 1st IN THE LIST OF CHILDREN WHO WERE RAISE COMFORTABLE LADY AND BECAUSE BECOME VICTIME OF MANIPULATION.
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doing a little writing for a chapter of one of my multi chapter fics, it's been a minute, so here's a little sneak peek if anyone is interested!
On the morning after the fall of King's Landing, Sansa rises from the chair she's occupied all night long, shivering, not from the cold, but from the sick sense of dread that has filled her whole body. She quietly crosses the room and kneels down at the far side corner, where settled there is the trunk she once carried with her from Lys. Pushing back the trunk's lid, she does not have to look long, for what she's searching for is still there, tucked safely into a side pocket among silk scraps she once used for sewing gowns. Carefully, as if it were the most precious of things, she pulls the little silver vial out from it's home, cradling it in the palm of her hand as she shuts the trunk.
It is Brienne, come so quietly that Sansa had not even heard the door open. Or perhaps she had only thought never to be of need of what she now holds in her hand. "We're to leave for King's Landing. Immediately." She says as she rises back up, slowly revolving on the spot so she might face her lady knight. "I would like for you to remain here, with my son and brother." There was no one in the world she would leave her son and youngest brother with besides Brienne and though the woman opens her mouth to protest, she falls silent when Sansa offers her a small smile. "There is no one else I trust to this. I know you will keep them safe."
As Sansa sweeps across the room, towards her bed, Brienne stops her. "But who will protect you, my lady?" Here, in the privacy of this room, Brienne knows she may still yet call her this, the term she has called her since those early days in Lys.
Again, Sansa smiles, turning back to her knight. "Why, Jon will, of course." Brienne can't help but to smile herself, giving a slight nod. Of course it would be Jon.
It would always be Jon.
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“INTO THE SUNSET”
AU - Modern - In which the Crown Prince is pushed to choose a wife but he is desperate to cling to his freedom...
“My Prince,” she smirked, giving a small curtsey in her skin-tight yet somehow modest dress.
“My Duchess,” he chuckled at their unique and usual greetings. They’d done it like this for years, seeking refuge in humor within the gilded halls of the palace. “I’d say you're the most beautiful woman in the room but I’d hate for Lady Margaery to send you into the woods with one of her huntsmen,” they leaned in close, exchanging their traditional brief kiss on the cheek. Gods she smelled good…
“I’ve heard good things about her enchanted mirror,” Sansa replied.
“I’m sure it has a lovely personality,” Jaime quipped, admiring the crinkle of her eyes as she laughed.
Read it HERE on AO3!
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Chapter 13 is up!
A Northern breakfast, an opinionated column, and a look into the lives of K.L.'s orphans.
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Tada! In honor of the fact that I’m almost done with the first ASOIAF book, I have made picrews of a bunch of characters (based on book descriptions! only). Most are from the first book but I added in some extras that I know about from the tv show and from reading spoiler excerpts. My favorite characters also have hearts on them!
The background colors all correspond with the house colors of each person (except for Varys and Bronn, who as of where I am in the books do not have noble house affiliations)
Green: Starks (Jon Snow, Ned, Catelyn, Sansa, Robb, Bran, Arya)
Yellow: Tyrells, not including Mace or Margaery and Loras’s brothers (Loras, Margaery, Olenna)
Blue: Daenerys Targaryen
Red: Lannisters (Cersei, Jaime, Tyrion, Tywin, also Joffery is supposed to look like a girl so that’s who that last person is; yes I’m counting him and his siblings as Lannisters but I didn’t feel like doing his siblings)
Black with white circle (I know it’s supposed to be yellow but literally everyone has the same house colors help): Baratheon (Robert, Renly, Stannis, plus Gendry and Shireen)
Miscellaneous: Brienne of Tarth, Petyr Baelish/Littlefinger, Varys, Bronn, Theon and Asha Greyjoy, Sandor Clegane/The Hound, Jorah Mormont, Samwell Tarly
Also, because I don’t think you can see the lil signature on each picture very well, I’m crediting the person who made it below! go check out their picrew and social media accounts they have tagged in it!
(I hope fanart of sorts counts as non commercial, my bad if it doesn’t, I’ll delete this)
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I’ve had these done for a while. They go with a future part to my Best Night Ever Jaimsa fic. I will eventually get back to that story, but until I do here’s some wonderfully glorious fun with them.
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while waiting for twow to come out...
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A meeting in Harrenhal: Independence for the Kingdoms at the end of Robert's Rebellion
Lyanna caught Jon and Yennefer making out, "move your asses. If you two want to fuck, find a bed", Lyanna said, slapping both of them on the buttocks. Yennefer giggled, "yes mum", Lyanna smiled, "be glad I let you get away with so much", Yennefer and Jon kissed her cheek.
Jon and Yennefer hugged Robb and Rhaenys, "the king and queen of the north are here", Tissaia leaned over to Yennefer, "will you give me some of the pie?"
Yennefer looked at her, "what's the magic word?"
Tissaia shrugged, "but Pronto", Rhaegar, Eddard, Gerold Hightower and Arthur Dayne laughed out loud. "Have a drink in advance, food will be ready in a moment", said Elia and Lyanna, sticking a fork in Rhaegar's mouth, "Try."
Rhaegar nodded, "it tastes great."
Yennefer and Jon hugged Brandon, Ashara, and Rickard, "we missed you. How things are going with Ashara?"
Brandon smiled, "oh it's going perfectly. Alys and Edric will come with us next time", Ashara took Yennefer with her, "my nephew Jon has good taste in women. Tissaia, you must be very proud of Yennefer that she is so successful", Tissaia nodded, "she is a good girl."
"You were so cute Lyanna when you cried in Harrenhal when Rhaegar played the harp", said Benjen.
Lyanna poured wine over Benjen's head, "I think you're familiar with it Benjen."
Rhaella, Arthur, Gerold, Tissaia, Ashara, Brandon, Rickard, Eddard, Catelyn, Daenerys, Yennefer, Ciri, Elia, Rhaenys, Rhaegar, Aegon, Sansa, Robb, Arya, Gendry, Jon, Oberyn laughed out loud.
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One Dress a Day Challenge
Game of Thrones- Sophie Turner as Sansa Stark
I think this is my favorite of Sansa costumes...at least it’s my favorite of her post-King’s Landing wardrobe. Though I always wonder where she found such nice fabric while at the Wall, but oh well...The dress is a rich, deep blue velvet with a Stark Direwolf embroidered across the chest. And you can tell in the first photo that this probably has some bell sleeves, which I love. And of course, being in the North, she pairs it with fur!
To me, this is when she becomes “adult Sansa”...yes I know she’s still technically a teenager (I think, time becomes less consistent in later seasons). She stops pretending to be someone she’s not (or being force to) and re-embraces her heritage. I’m not going to go into a whole spiel about her character, because that would make this too long...but needless to say, I really like this dress. I wish this look had stuck around, rather than her switching to an all black look.
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oh? oh hello there. anyway --
When Jon leaves for Dragonstone, Sansa waits.
She waits by a hearth that is now half lit. Quietly sung words echo around the room and she stares into the fire, wishing the strange emptiness would disappear as flowers shed dying petals.
Ghost is both a blessing and a curse. He follows her throughout Winterfell, crimson eyes alert and wary of those who wander too close to her. She is thankful for it, truly. Touch had never seemed such a weapon until Ramsay. Sansa does not know what she would do with a well-meaning hand on her shoulder, or a child’s curious fingers running through her long hair.
But the curse of him - the curse of Ghost without Jon - is that she is constantly turning around expecting to find the long face and soft grey eyes of her half-brother. It is painful when she is instead confronted by white fur and red rubies where there should be pieces of the Northern sky and black curls.
It is terrifying to finally get what you prayed for. What you screamed breathlessly into your hands for, trying to ignore the widening rift between sorrow and logic that defies your command settling in your stomach; what you would whisper into the wind, hoping words carry farther than the chirps of a caged little bird.
It is terrifying because she is forever waiting for the inevitable. For black wings to carry blacker words; that her King, that her brother, that Jon is dead. That she is once again alone.
All Sansa wants is to find home. She will fight the dead if she must, she will wait through the cold, bitter winter if she must.
He has left Winterfell - left her - for a Targaryen with dragons.
Sometimes, she thinks she is a lock without a key - searching, and hurting in the pure absence of something.
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Sansa: Your Grace? I was wondering if you could help me out with something?
Cersei: Sure. Here’s a few vials of Wildfire.
Sansa: Nope. Different thing.
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Chapter 19 is now available.
In which not much of consequence occurs, however, lots of foreshadowing and hints for subsequent chapters. Pay Attention!
Tywin learns the truth of Sansa’s “date” with Joffrey, Varys and Sansa select some new staffing recruits, and Sansa sees her father off as he heads back to Winterfell.
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Hi! I’m a dummy and accidentally stumbled upon some Sansan theorising on a non shipper meta blog…I really dislike how even supposed neutrals use this romanticising language to describe the Unkiss as a “fantasy”, and Sansa’s clearly traumatic nightmare simply a “dream”?! It completely neuters the serious threat the Hound posed and his reprehensible behaviour, IMO. The blog also suggested that it is natural takeaway to assume that Sansa is attracted to the Hound…is she?! I don’t think so.
The thing is, Sansa usually has bad dreams: She dreams of her father’s death, of the riot, of the Battle of the Blackwater, of Joffrey’s death and his suffocating. None of these dreams is a nice dream. They are all nightmares.
She rarely dreams nice, only in connection to her home, Lady and Winterfell :
That was such a sweet dream, Sansa thought drowsily. She had been back in Winterfell, running through the godswood with her Lady. Her father had been there, and her brothers, all of them warm and safe. If only dreaming could make it so . . . (ASOS, Sansa IV)
And this dream is shortly before Joffrey is killed and she gets a short respite when she flees King’s Landing.
She awoke all at once, every nerve atingle. For a moment she did not remember where she was. She had dreamt that she was little, still sharing a bedchamber with her sister Arya. But it was her maid she heard tossing in sleep, not her sister, and this was not Winterfell, but the Eyrie. And I am Alayne Stone, a bastard girl. The room was cold and black, though she was warm beneath the blankets. Dawn had not yet come. Sometimes she dreamed of Ser Ilyn Payne and woke with her heart thumping, but this dream had not been like that. Home. It was a dream of home. (ASOS, Sansa VII)
This dream happens shortly before she rebuilds Winterfell from snow.
So, even if you think that Sansa’s dream about the Hound is nice, the context of the other dreams would speak against that. But I think you can see that her dream is not nice:
That night Sansa scarcely slept at all, but tossed and turned just as she had aboard the Merling King. She dreamt of Joffrey dying, but as he clawed at his throat and the blood ran down across his fingers she saw with horror that it was her brother Robb. And she dreamed of her wedding night too, of Tyrion's eyes devouring her as she undressed. Only then he was bigger than Tyrion had any right to be, and when he climbed into the bed his face was scarred only on one side. "I'll have a song from you," he rasped, and Sansa woke and found the old blind dog beside her once again. "I wish that you were Lady," she said. (ASOS, Sansa VI)
She tosses and turns. It is not a nice dream. She dreams of Joffrey dying, of Tyrion molesting her and then of the Hound. And when she wakes, she thinks of Lady. Lady would be a consolation here. It is not a dream, it is a nightmare, and she wishes for the nice dreams of Lady and home. If you look at it side by side it is quite obvious. Lady, Winterfell, home = nice dreams, Joffrey, Tyrion, Hound, Ser Ilyn = nightmares.
Let’s finally look at this little piece in AFFC, the notorious unkiss.
As the boy's lips touched her own she found herself thinking of another kiss. She could still remember how it felt, when his cruel mouth pressed down on her own. He had come to Sansa in the darkness as green fire filled the sky. He took a song and a kiss, and left me nothing but a bloody cloak.
I don’t think this is a nice memory. It is Sansa coping with her trauma and it is interesting that she thinks about this after Sweetrobin kisses her although she is reluctant.
So, I agree. Sansa’s dreams of the Hound are not sexual. They are nightmares. They make her uncomfortable and not in a good way. You can see it in the dream itself, if you look at the wording, but it is even more obvious if you take Sansa’s other dreams and put it into context of how Sansa usually dreams. Sansa’s dream aboard the Merling King is a nightmare.
It is interesting that the mention of ‘dreams in the waking world during daylight usually is something that Sansa longs for but does not get. For example, she dreams up her fantasy about how her marriage with Willas would go and she dreams about how her wedding would be only to be rudely awakened when she is forced to marry Tyrion. I guess that would be worth another post. Sansa and dreams.
Thanks for the ask!
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