A song of ice and fire + quotes
"You’re like one of those birds from the Summer Isles, aren’t you? A pretty little talking bird, repeating all the pretty little words they taught you to recite."
you should have learned by now, none of us get the things we want.
30 days of ASOIAF ♕ day twenty-seven
#this is literally how i feel about the entire series #i want it to end with sansa smiling demurely over the ashes before daintily lifting her hem and stepping over the remains of her enemies #i want her to have to bite her lip when they perish #because it is uncharitable to laugh and sansa is nothing if not a lady #but she cant help it and she cackles as they beg for mercy #then she sits in her solar and does some exquisite needlepoint and lives happily ever after
100 POWERFUL FEMALE CHARACTERS (in no particular order):
↳ 002 - Sansa Stark (game of thrones)
"They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her father’s head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them."
“I most certainly have not forgotten that little she-wolf.” She refused to say the girl’s name. “I fed her, dressed her, tried to make her a little less ignorant about the world, and how did she repay me for my kindness? She helped murder my son.”
The queen wore a high-collared black silk gown, with a hundred dark red rubies sewn into her bodice, covering her from neck to bosom. They were cut in the shape of teardrops, as if the queen were weeping blood. Cersei smiled to see her, and Sansa thought it was the sweetest and saddest smile she had ever seen.
sansa + up close and personal
FANGIRL CHALLENGE || (7/50) Female Characters » Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones)
↳ “She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she’d ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.”