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Who wants to get sad about Sansa with me?

I absolutely adore The Mating Game! Can you please give us a clue or sneak peak at what we can expect next?

Jon makes a phone call, Sansa has a drink, and Margie goes shopping.

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“It's for a good cause,” Sansa protests weakly, not really loving the look Margie is giving her.

Margie gives a suspicious hum, eyes narrowing. “And this good cause just so happens to come attached to an attractive man...”

“Is he?”

“All brooding, dark eyes and pouty lips...”

“I hadn't noticed,” Sansa tilts her chin up stubbornly, earning an eye roll in response.

“Oh please, even I noticed. And his arms-”

“That's not why I'm doing it!”

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It’s because the only story left to tell is Jon coming to terms with his parentage and returning from beyond the wall to resettle the Gift, meanwhile Sansa had a baby with a mysterious bael the bard type figure. it’s not interesting enough to fill a full hbo season but it would make a great final chapter to a dream of spring just saying

Jonsa kissing cousins ❤️

I'm getting so sick of major female characters in historical media being incredibly feisty, outspoken and public defenders of women's rights with little to no realistic repercussions. Yes it feels like pandering, yes it's unrealistic and takes me out of the story, yes the dialogue almost always rings false - but beyond all that I think it does such a disservice to the women who lived during those periods. I'm not embarrassed of the women in history who didn't use every chance they had to Stick It To The Man. I'm not ashamed of women who were resigned to or enjoyed their lot in life. They weren't letting the side down by not having and representing modern gender ideals. It says a lot about how you view average ordinary women if the idea of one of your main characters behaving like one makes them seem lame and uninteresting to you.

Twenty weeks old Gray wolf pups (Canis lupus) from the Sawtooth pack

Pictures by Jim and Jamie Dutcher

not to stan on main but i honestly love everything about sansa stark?!?!?! seriously, even at her most controversial moments i still love her. like “she wasn’t nice to tyrion when they were married” so?? she was a political prisoner and child bride, next. “she lied about the nymeria incident” um an 11 year old made a decision on the spot while being grilled by the queen to appease a tyrannical douchebag and maintain the alliance between stark and baratheon. “she fights with her sister” please point me to a pair of siblings who have never fought in their lives. “she didn’t fight her way out of king’s landing” and? if she had tried to stab everyone she would have immediately got her throat slit???? “she likes stories about knights and princesses” bitch me too tf.

i think there’s something so beautiful and relatable about a soft-spoken and observant teenager who made some silly teenage decisions but rolls with the punches and rejects the teachings of corrupt mentors in a time when everyone around her is morally bankrupt. i love how some people immediately love her and for some she’s an acquired taste. i love how her mental activity becomes more and more thought-provoking as she develops and she de-romanticizes court life. i love how she’s an excellent foil for arya, her likeness in all the ways that matter. on the outside she appears complacent as people mock her and the starks but on the inside she’s becoming a powerhouse of empathy and refining her sense of justice.

Missing

Little Women AU preview from the WIP folder

There were two black leather trunks that sat at the foot of the bed she shared with Arya. Jon had brought them to Winterfell before he left for his training camp, and Sansa liked to keep them close.

They were old, and a little shabby, with the name ‘J. Snow’ stamped on the sides in peeling gold letters. Together they contained the entirety of his life — everything he owned, neatly packed away in moth balls for when he returned.

Sansa wore the keys on a chain around her neck, but had never looked inside them before, not wanting to invade his privacy. But now she just wanted to feel close to him. She sighed and lovingly stroked her fingers over his name before she turned a key in the lock, and lifted a cumbersome lid.

The first held all of his clothes and personal effects. As she took an inventory of its contents, Sansa caressed his wool jackets, and linen shirts, and pressed his neatly folded neck cloths to her cheek. She examined his razor, shaving brush, nail brush, hair brush, wooden comb, and a small pair of silver scissors — then opened the little pots of pomade, and shaving soap, and breathed in their familiar scents of pine and juniper.

At the very bottom was a leather case holding an old ambrotype of a frowning little boy with sticky out ears seated on the lap of a beautiful dark haired lady. She smiled to imagine that handsome Lieutenant Snow was ever so young, though the boy certainly looked grave enough to be her Jon. When she packed everything back neatly into the trunk, she kept the image of Lyanna and Jon out, and stood it on the bureau beside her bed.

Sansa laughed when she opened the second trunk and saw it was full of books! No wonder it was so blasted heavy when she’d tried to move it. How like Jon to travel with so many. She examined the titles on the spines and smiled when she noticed his well worn copy of ‘Aemon the Dragon Knight’ sitting near the very top. It was the same copy he’d asked her to read from, at Gendry’s picnic. She remembered gazing into Jon’s remarkable grey-violet eyes, and how tender and encouraging they had been. She reached for the book and was astounded to find a dainty, white, lace glove tucked between its pages. Her glove.

He’d had it, all this time? She clutched it and the book to her heart, and wept.

Missing isn’t dead. Sansa repeated Arya’s words to herself like a prayer, an incantation, that might summon Jon to her side.

Missing isn’t dead. He will be found, and come home to me.

John Everett Millais, Yes or No? (1871)

Sansa and Lady

Quick, spontaneous, definitely non-sober sketch of APWH Sansa Stark. Fuck that buccal fat removal nonsense- she is TWENTY and has ROUND CHEEKS because she is a BABY