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get to know me meme → [3/5] favorite female characters: Sansa Stark
“She had always heard that love was a surer route to the people’s loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I’ll make them love me.”
Sansa could hear the wind rattling at the Moon Door. I must not look at it, she told herself, else I’ll start to shake as badly as Robert.
Huevember – Day 20.
“The snow fell and the castle rose.”
( A Storm of Swords – Sansa VII )
everythingwrongwiththegotfandom:
Fun things about Sansa
– She writes poetry, what a romantic
– She is a huge history nerd
– She seems to remember little facts about everyone
– She paractises two religions
– She loves to lock herself up with sweets and a good book
– People like her quickly, even when she was a hostage
– She is very erger to learn
– She loves fairytales
– She can guess peoples identities by their age and the house they belong to. Talk about using knowledge!
– She enjoys hunting with falcons, very unladylike
– She is currently running a household and organizing a tourney at age 13
– She can play the basics of multiple instruments
– She has a lovely singing voice
Feel free to add things, lets make this a long list!
– She is really emphatic and compassionate toward people and strangers, even when those persons have wronged her and don’t deserve her compassion
– Even after all the shit and abuse she went through, she still deep down longs for love, home and family
– She’s a know it all, cute not insufferable because she’s too damn charming
Sansa backed away from the window, retreating toward the safety of her bed. I’ll go to sleep, she told herself, and when I wake it will be a new day, and the sky will be blue again. The fighting will be done and someone will tell me whether I’m to live or die. “Lady,” she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.
The outer parapet came up to her chin, but along the inner edge of the walk was nothing, nothing but a long plunge to the bailey seventy or eighty feet below. All it would take was a shove, she told herself. He was standing right there, right there, smirking at her with those fat wormlips. You could do it, she told herself. You could. Do it right now. It wouldn’t even matter if she went over with him. It wouldn’t matter at all.
For starters, Sansa didn’t have a lot of control on her life and destiny at the beginning of the story not because she was stupid or weak (she definitely wasn’t and still isn’t any of these two things), it’s a result of institutionalized and systematic sexism that puts women in these kinds of roles where they don’t get to have a say in their fate. It’s scary that so many people don’t get that and instead, they blame and hate on this preteen girl for not having any control on her future.
“You`re saying I`m the best man to go and ask the Lady Sansa Stark, heir to the north, possibly Queen in the North, if she`s content being a bastard?” he`d rasped wryly back at Elder Brother.
The bugger had just stared gravely back at him. “Yes, my friend. Because of all the trustworthy men I can gather, you`re the only one who would actually turn around and leave her be if that were her wish, never to speak of this assignment again. Keeping her safe.”
“Yes,” he`d answered at last, hoarsely, like the bloody idiot he was.
from Northern Lights and Midnight Sun by Ownsariver
life is not a song 