sansa the great

While we’re examining the role both Stark sisters play in relationship to patriarchal values, as an attempt to better understand their relationship to each other, the story as a whole, and to themselves, I’d like to see us remember that Sansa is also a child. Yes, she is older. Yes, she is better at playing the role demanded of her. But just as Arya is intimidated by Sansa being better at feminine things, Sansa is intimidated by Arya being loved and valued despite not committing to those things. Internalized misogyny and policing the patriarchal values she is taught are a part of it, but just as Arya is hurt by her mother potentially thinking she’s dirty and unsalvageable, Sansa is hurt by a muddied Arya, carrying weeds, being hugged, loved, and cherished, while she, the eldest daughter who finds herself betrothed to a prince in the beginning of our story, cannot risk appearing so human. 

The girls have memories of gorging themselves on cakes, snowball fights, being scared and scaring each other, so their home life was very typical to any sibling relationship or family relationship. I think the crux of it is the fear of falling out of familial roles and familial expectations, ultimately. So I think it’s shortsighted to not mention how their perception of what Catelyn and Eddard expect of them is a heavy part of it and pretty baseless to call either of them a bully.

And on the whole I don’t believe in a narrative that has to say, “yes, they made mistakes” or “yes, X was mean to their sister/brother Y” in order to defend a child or a social narrative in a fantasy novel. Sansa laughs when her friends call Arya Horseface. Arya hurls entire fruits at Sansa. They aren’t bullies, they’re children, under an immense amount of pressure as part of a noble family. 

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Jonsa AU: Lord of the Rings

happy birthday to my lovely @goodqueenalys!

okay, third time’s the charm! THIS IS FOR YOU MERE BECAUSE I HEARD YOU LIKE LOTR AND THEREFORE JONSA MANIP, BOOM. ENJOY.

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My friend started to watch GoT a week ago and I wanted her to see these photos. I asked for her opinion. What do you observe in him in each one of them? This is her answer (she hasn’t even watched season two yet):

“In the first one his hard stare balances his -much more- young face. He seems to be thiner too. He’s calculating. His eyes are cold, you see no pity or empathy in him. He’s confronting someone.

In the second one I can’t help but drown myself in those broken hearted eyes… He seems so tired now. Like he has done something too wrong even to forgive himself or, maybe, he’s losing someone he loves. If I saw him like that in real life, I would hold him. He’s like a little child. Those eyes…He’s literally gonna cry, isn’t him?

It’s shocking, it’s like see two different characters. A clear distinction between to personalities or, maybe, he has changed for something or someone? I REALLY NEED TO KNOW NOW!”

Guys, for me it is clear we are not mad: Littlefinger is dead when Sansa is around. He believes again and he let her see him in such a vulnerable situation…This is love. Even my friend knows this now.

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Jon Snow and Sansa Stark + parallels (requested by bericdondarrion)

Sansa and her “Stark connection”

Since the fandom is always saying how Sansa is not a Real Stark ™    I wanted to  make a post in which I explain why Sansa, born in the Winter (unlike Arya or Bran or Rickon born in the long Summer), in Winterfell (unlike Jon or Robb born in the south) will always be a Stark ( no Lannister or Baelish or whatever…), no matter who she is forced to marry (to survive I might add..). 

 In AGOT Sansa (before her father died, and when she was meant to marry joffrey) is already very proud of her Stark origins. 

Alyn carried the Stark banner. When she saw him rein in beside Lord Beric to exchange words, it made Sansa feel ever so proud.

While prefering The Seven (like her mother) she does admire the poetry of the old gods. 

Besides, even if she could leave the castle, where would she go? It was enough that she could walk in the yard, pick flowers in Myrcella’s garden, and visit the sept to pray for her father. Sometimes she prayed in the godswood as well, since the Starks kept the old gods.

By the time she reached the godswood, the noises had faded to a faint rattle of steel and a distant shouting. Sansa pulled her cloak tighter. The air was rich with the smells of earth and leaf. Lady would have liked this place, she thought. There was something wild about a godswood; even here, in the heart of the castle at the heart of the city, you could feel the old gods watching with a thousand unseen eyes.

While she is called little bird, or little dove (when people want to undermine her), she is called wolf  too.

Tyrion found himself thinking of his wife. Not Sansa; his first wife, Tysha. The whore wife, not the wolf wife.

“Your Grace has forgotten the Lady Sansa,” said Pycelle.

The queen bristled. “I most certainly have not forgotten that little she-wolf.” She refused to say the girl’s name.

And Sansa herself when she is in put  a hard position takes courage in her Stark origins. Its something that gives her  strength:

Do as you’re told, sweetling, it won’t be so bad. Wolves are supposed to be brave, aren’t they?

“Brave. Sansa took a deep breath. I am a Stark, yes, I can be brave.

"Winterfell?” Robert was small for eight, a stick of a boy with splotchy skin and eyes that were always runny. Under one arm he clutched the threadbare cloth doll he carried everywhere.

Winterfell is the seat of House Stark,” Sansa told her husband-to-be. “The great castle of the north.”

“Do you require guarding?” Marillion said lightly. “I am composing a new song, you should know. A song so sweet and sad it will melt even your frozen heart. ‘The Roadside Rose,’ I mean to call it. About a baseborn girl so beautiful she bewitched every man who laid eyes upon her.

I am a Stark of Winterfell, she longed to tell him. Instead she nodded, and let him escort her down the tower steps and along a bridge. 

 Petyr put his arm around her. “What if it is truth he wants, and justice for his murdered lady?” He smiled. “I know Lord Nestor, sweetling. Do you imagine I’d ever let him harm my daughter?

"I am not your daughter, she thought. I am Sansa Stark, Lord Eddard’s daughter and Lady Catelyn’s, the blood of Winterfell.

"As was bringing me here, when you swore to take me home.”She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. From Winterfell, she thought. I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell.

I will tell my aunt that I don’t want to marry Robert. Not even the High Septon himself could declare a woman married if she refused to say the vows. She wasn’t a beggar, no matter what her aunt said. She was thirteen, a woman flowered and wed, the heir to Winterfell.

.His seamed and solemn face brought back all of Sansa’s memories of his time at Winterfell. She remembered him at table, speaking quietly with her mother. She heard his voice booming off the walls when he rode back from a hunt with a buck behind his saddle. She could see him in the yard, a practice sword in hand, hammering her father to the ground and turning to defeat Ser Rodrik as well. He will know me. How could he not? She considered throwing herself at his feet to beg for his protection. He never fought for Robb, why should he fight for me?

From the high battlements of the gatehouse, the whole world spread out below them. Sansa could see the Great Sept of Baelor on Visenya’s hill, where her father had died. At the other end of the Street of the Sisters stood the fire-blackened ruins of the Dragonpit. To the west, the swollen red sun was half-hidden behind the Gate of the Gods. The salt sea was at her back, and to the south was the fish market and the docks and the swirling torrent of the Blackwater Rush. And to the north …She turned that way, and saw only the city, streets and alleys and hills and bottoms and more streets and more alleys and the stone of distant walls. Yet she knew that beyond them was open country, farms and fields and forests, and beyond that, north and north and north again, stood Winterfell.

but personally my favorite line about Sansa being always a Stark and belonging North in Winterfell  (Never a Lannister! , no matter who she marries) is this quote by Ned: 

When it was over, he said, “Choose four men and have them take the body north. Bury her at Winterfell.”

“All that way?” Jory said, astonished.

“All that way,” Ned affirmed. “The Lannister woman shall never have this skin.

Sansa whole story (to me) is about her journey retaking her Stark origins which were stolen from her in the worst of way, just like they killed her wolf Lady. But just like Lady remains, Sansa place is and always will be in the north, as a Stark of Winterfell. 

zoetekohana  asked:

“Just stay with me.” for Jonsa?

a/n: this was supposed to be a short drabble. haha. that didn’t happen. this is all on you, Zoe! i hope you like it :)

very first contribution to the ship and the fandom. also, completely show!verse.

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Jon should have seen this coming. Really. However, with everything that has happened these past few months… Gods be good.

She’d seemed to be alright at Castle Black – well, as alright as one can be after escaping a monster like Ramsay. And oh, how he’d longed to beat him to death, not only for little Rickon but for Sansa – sweet Sansa, who’d done nothing to deserve such a fate.

But.

No, that life had not been his to take, as much as he’d wished it. As much as he’d craved it - Sansa had deserved closure.

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Clegane, Sandor

“The Hound”

13th Level (Man-at-arms 12 / Brother of the Kingsguard 1)

The right side of his face was gaunt with sharp cheek-bones and a grey eye beneath a heavy brow… his hair thin, dark. He wore it long and brushed it sideways, because no hair grew on the other side of that face. The left side of his face was a ruin. His ear had been burned away; there was nothing left but a hole. His eye was still good, but all around it was a twisted mass of scar… Down by his jaw you could see a hint of bone where the flesh had been seared away.
— A Game of Thrones

There is only one man who wears a helm carved like a snarling hound, and they say his looks improve with the visor down. Sandor Clegane is as vicious as he is ugly, able to kill a knight or a butcher’s boy with equal ease. The Hound has no friends and no love. He does however, have very powerful patrons.

Sandor is an impressive warrior, so much so that Queen Cersei entrusts him to bodyguard her son. Cersei chose well, though his manners could do with a little polish. This grim and terrifyingly efficient guardian would say he works for the heaviest purse and the winning side, but a hound is a strange emblem for a man purely moved by mercenary reasons. Dogs can be strong or weak, fast or slow, but the one characteristic they all share is loyalty.

Sandor has no reason to develop any such quality. At best cold, at worst murderous, the Cleganes are not renowned for their sense of honour. Sandor’s older brother, Gregor Clegane, is the reason for Sandor’s ruined features. When Sandor was seven, he took one of his brother’s toys — a gift Gregor was too old to play with or value. Gregor, a full grown squire at the time, discovered the theft. He found his little brother, picked him up, and twisted his face into a brazier full of hot coals in retaliation, leaving Sandor permanently scarred. The boys’ father hushed the matter up and Gregor was knighted four years later. From that time on, the Cleganes barely acknowledged each other.

At the Hand’s tourney, when Gregor is unhorsed he flies into a murderous frenzy, and it is the Hound who steps forward saving Ser Loras and forcing Gregor to back off. Sandor matches strength with control, and ferocity with restraint. When the king commands them to cease, Sandor instantly goes to one knee, though it gives his brother a potentially fatal advantage. This is not the act of a man looking out for himself, but of a man who knows what loyalty really means. Sandor is ready to lay down his life for the king he respects, yet sneers at the concept of chivalry. No one knows better than Sandor Clegane how false the vows of knighthood can be.

Brave, strong, and loyal, Sandor consistently demonstrates the qualities of a good man behind the attitudes of a bad one. By the double standards of Westeros, it’s a winning combination. Beat a hound badly enough and it will learn to bite first in self-defence, but somewhere under all that anger is a worthy beast despite its uncertain temper. Desperate to protect himself, the Hound covers his decent nature by snarling at the world, as though he sees is better qualities as a weakness others will exploit. His underlying need for some kindness or recognition is revealed when he confides the secret of his disfigurement to Sansa Stark. Sansa is a child, innocent and reckless, with no great amount of common sense. No one knows why Sandor tells her his secret, possibly not even himself. Perhaps some part of him is desperate to make her understand the world behind the banners and trumpets of court and kings, to see the killer beneath the bright armour of a knight before she suffers a similar fate.

Sandor makes Sansa look at his destroyed face and admit that a terrible wrong was done to him. Once, long ago, the brutal Hound was an innocent child, just like everyone else. This is important, because no one else has admitted it in all Sandor’s life. He needs to hear it from someone with no connection to his situation, and yet, even this is a greater vulnerability than Sandor can admit. Having revealed so much of himself to another person, he threatens to kill her if she tells anyone.

Still, even after so threatening a bark, the Hound does not bite. After the death of her father, when Sansa is abused and tormented by Joffrey, Sandor shows her occasional deep kindness. Beaten by Joffrey’s knights, she is forced to recognise that vows do not a true knight make, the very same conclusion Sandor reached when he was seven. He never beats her at the prince’s bidding. He is no storybook hero to risk all for her, but neither is he a brute to punch her with mailed fists. Sandor Clegane is a killer, not a torturer; he kills because he is ordered to, not because he needs to inflict pain. It is this that marks the difference between Sandor and his brother.

Sandor is a complex man, hardened by a world more ugly than he could ever be. He laughs at foolish ideals all the time, particularly those of Sansa, at least until they are torn to shreds in front of her. Once she has lost everything, he tries to show her the lessons he had to learn alone: how to survive, how to keep going when dreams are dead. He tries to protect her and help her to protect herself. In that way, he is almost like a true knight — or a loyal hound.

– A Game of Thrones, Deluxe Edition Role-Playing Game and Resource Book

anonymous asked:

I think one of the biggest misassumptions about GoT is that 'Sansa never loved Jon'. Sansa wasn't as close to Jon as Arya and Robb were, we know that but that doesn't mean she didn't love him. Although she called him half brother, he's still a brother to her and she loved him, just not as openly as the others. I hate it when people say she never loved him

Anon Hi!  First thank you for this ask ( I love getting Got/Asoiaf messages.. please keep them coming!). 

Second, yes I agree. Sansa didnt hate Jon, but she was not close to him. Their relatioship was at best,i would say, “dutiful”. They cared for one another because they had to,not because they were close (like jon and ar*a.)

(that make the marriage for duty a possibility too. They  had to co-exist as half-siblings, they can  learn to love each other as husband and wife. Its the reason why i think ar*a and jon could never work as a couple,  if its a marriage of duty, and we know how Grrm loves those: see Ned and Cat). 


Plus as much as I love Sansa, Grrm stated (and its clear in the text) that she was created to build conflict in the stark family. Of course it doesnt mean she hates the starks, it just mean she wanted out. Sansa wanted the south, with the turneys, the knights and kings landing after dark. She prayed to the Seven and not the old gods, because she find them more pretty and less dull. She lost her wolf. These are important events that shaped who Sansa is. 

These reasons are what makes Sansa SO RELATABLE (to me at least..). She is the impersonification of the saying “you dont understand how important a thing is until you lost it”. She wanted to go away from home, she didnt love the north, Winterfell.

 And NOW, well now she dreams of return to her roots, to re-create that home she lost. To name her future children like the brothers (and sister) that she has lost. Thats what makes Sansa such a good, interesting character. She doesnt start with a  mature personality (like Dany, or Tyrion, Bran or Arya who are great characters of course) she was a naive and spoiled child who regrets her choices and tries to survive with her self and her mistakes.

Sansa is a character who changes the MOST in the books. Not only from the first book when Ned dies, but even from  “A storm of swords” to “ A feast for crows” when we  see how she changes her mind about being a bastard, how she starts to understand how a bastard lives: 

“Lysa will not come alone. Before she arrives, we must be clear on who you are.”   

“Who I… I don’t understand.”   

“Varys has informers everywhere. If Sansa Stark should be seen in the Vale, the eunuch will know within a moon’s turn, and that would create unfortunate… complications. It is not safe to be a Stark just now. So we shall tell Lysa’s people that you are my natural daughter.”   

“Natural?” Sansa was aghast. “You mean, a bastard?”  - Sansa (A storm of swords” 


Here Sansa is upset about the possibility of being a bastard, she considers it  a disgrace (we are talking about a girl who was a lady at three, who since she was born has accepted the rules of Westeros culture). But then in a “Feast for crows” 

Sansa Stark went up the mountain, but Alayne Stone is coming down … Alayne was an older woman, and bastard brave.”-  Sansa ( A feast for crows) 

Sansa (only a few charapters later) thinks that a bastard is brave.


I love the dinamic of Jon/Sansa ( even as not romantic) because  for me Jon starts the book, with the same mentality as Sansa even though they are at the total opposite Social status. He wanted to prove himself, he wanted to go to the wall and be honorable, like his father Ned, just like Sansa wanted to be a perfect lady, do her duty like her mother Catelyn. But Sansa and Jon are at the opposite social position in Winterfell (the high lady, who is expected to become a queen, and a poor bastard who doesnt have a future).Still they have the same naive dreams of glory and greatness. Both think their life is like the song they loved as children ( look at these quotes…): 

Jon: Daeron Targaryen was only fourteen when he conquered Dorne

.Benjen: A conquest that lasted a summer. Your Boy King lost ten thousand men taking the place, and another fifty trying to hold it. Someone should have told him that war isn’t a game- Jon snow I  “A game of thrones” 

Jon idolized tragic heroes like Daeron, just like Sansa
romanticizes life:  

When the Knight of Flowers had spoken up, she’d been sure she was about to see one of Old Nan’s stories come to life…..

Lord Baelish stroked his little pointed beard and said, “Nothing? Tell me, child, why would you have sent Ser Loras?”
Sansa had no choice but to explain about heroes and monsters. The king’s councillor smiled.

 "Well, those are not the reasons I’d have given, but … “ He had touched her cheek, his thumb lightly tracing the line of a cheekbone. Life is not a song, sweetling. You may learn that one day to your sorrow.“ - Sansa III “A game of thrones”. 


Both learn that lesson is a hard way. And Grrm is putting them in their respective shoes. Jon is learning the responsibility of being in high position as Lord commander, while Sansa is a bastard. Jon is offered Winterfell by stannis, while Sansa is accused by her aunt of being a beggar. Robb makes Jon is heir, putting him ahead of Sansa. This in not concidences, this is Grrm making Sansa understand what Jon endured all his life, and doing the same thing for Jon. They even have similar chapters in the books ( Sansa A feast for crows chapter when she is coming down the mountain, has parallels with jon chapter in a storm of swords when he climbs the wall. In fact in that case not only Jon is mentioned but she hears a ghost wolf, big as mountains….).


So in conclusion Jon and Sansa are not close but they respected one another presence and dont have a troubling relationship at all. Still how they journeys parallel one another is fascinating (even not for a romantic end.game, which is my guess if both survive …) and i cant wait for the reunion (that i can bet will be the first Stark reunion in the books..like its 1000000% sure).

anonymous asked:

wait why do you think sansa is a ravenclaw? i see her more as a hufflepuff but def not a slytherin lmao

i can see that! the thing about sansa is she’s such a complex character and it’s very difficult to fit her into a box. she has aspects from all the houses, but i think ravenclaw encompasses all of them the best.

while in king’s landing (post-ned’s execution when she gets her huge reality check), sansa proves herself to be very adaptable. she knows the best way to ensure her own survival is to make herself invisible. so she is compliant with cersei and joffery’s cruelty of her, wearing the mask of a “stupid little bird” that fools all of them. a twelve-year-old girl outsmarted the entire royal court - that takes some ravenclaw caliber intelligence. all the while, she’s learning to play the game.

sansa is exceedingly clever. she learns to stroke joffrey’s ego to keep him from abusing or killing innocents (ser dontos, the beggar before the riot after myrcella’s farewell) - something not even cersei or tywin could do. and when sansa receives the note from ser dontos to meet her in the godswood, she doesn’t trust him blindly. she struggles with the decision for hours before finally deciding to go, and when she does she brings a knife for protection.

after sansa is taken to the vale by petyr baelish, her ravenclawness blossoms fully. sansa has to, for years pretend to be an entirely different person. to become alayne stone while still remaining sansa stark in her heart - and once again, she fools everyone. she learns an incredible amount under petyr’s tutelage, while still never allowing herself to trust him completely, because sansa is more than smart enough to know that while “lord petyr” may be kind to her, “littlefinger” is not her friend.

sansa displays a great deal of emotional intelligence as well and is extremely talented at reading other people. after all, she spent years living in king’s landing playing dumb, all the while watching all the best players and learning their tricks. but the difference between sansa and the other players of the game is that she uses all she’s learned only for the benefit of others and her own survival. she is not ambitious, she doesn’t want to “have it all” in the way that cersei or margaery tyrell (slytherins) do. sansa just wants to make it out alive, and she never compromises her integrity or value system to do so. you can see it in the way she is constantly comforting and challenging sandor clegane and in the way she cares for sweetrobin when she’s in the eyrie.

sansa has a lot of other ravenclaw traits as well. she is also exceptionally “book smart”, and excelled in all her studies as a child far better than any of her siblings. she can name every westerosi house, sigil and words from memory (which is very impressive) and has an extensive knowledge of history that she references often. she is also artistically gifted, playing several instruments, being able to sing well, write poetry, and is a very skilled seamstress.

you’re right, sansa does possess a lot of hufflepuff qualities. she is very kind, noble, hardworking, patient and just - as all our favorite starks are inclined to be, but i truly believe that she is a ravenclaw at her core because of the way we see her mind work and how she goes about making her decisions. this can be very difficult to see if you haven’t read the asoiaf books, because so, so much of sansa’s character lies beneath the surface at things you cannot see, but can only read in her thoughts.

people constantly mistake sansa’s original naivety and optimism with stupidity. but the thing about sansa is that she doesn’t stay that way. she learns, she grows. she acknowledges her mistakes and then doesn’t make them again. for a girl who has been constantly thrown from one terrible situation to the next with very little control over her own destiny, she has exceptional control over herself.

so, all that and much more (i’m going by memory here) is why i think sansa is a ravenclaw. but like i said before, sansa is a very complex character who is difficult to put into a single box - one of the many reasons i love her so much :’)

HOW I WANT THE GENDRYA REUNION TO GO...what if

What if when Arya reunited with Gendry is when she doesn’t know Jon and the party have made it back to Winterfell? Like maybe she was gone in the Wolfswood for half the day and then when she returns she looks like an amazing warrior queen on top of a horse with needle on her hip and she doesn’t realise they’re home. So when she goes to greet Sansa and Bran in the great Hall she stops dead in her tracks as she sees Jon. And at first all she sees is Jon and they’re staring at each other in bewilderment. She’s in her breeches and her hair is messy and Jon looks regal af. Then he whispers ‘Arya’ and then they’re both rushing toward each other and Arya just falls into her big brothers embrace because she’s a little girl who finally has a pack. Jon cries, of course and everyone is oddly humbled to see their king cry for his long lost sister. Then he’ll grab her face and just stare at her. He’ll say something along the lines of “you’re so beautiful” with a bright smile and she’ll believe him because he’s Jon. The most trustworthy man she’s ever known. Then someone whispers her name and she’ll see Gendry. Standing off to the side, dressed as a Lord and looking as regal as Jon. They’ll just stare at each other for a while and then he’ll go
“M'lady”
“M'lord” she would reply because she’s Arya, he’ll look her up and down and a slight blush will appear on his face.
“You look good” he’ll say, everyone is either watching on with curiosity or awe. Seeing these two people who look exactly like Robert and Lyanna converse is something mesmerising.
“You look like a lord” she’d reply. Jon, Sansa and Bran would just be smirking between each other because they know.
“I think I am one now” he’d say, they’d share a small laugh. Then they’d become serious again.
“I’m glad you’re not dead” she’d reply with a small smile. He’d bow and grin at her.
“I’m glad you’re not dead either” he’d breathe out and then they’d just stare at each other for a moment. Until someone clears their throats and Arya is being whisked away by Sansa to change for the feast.

I just want them to fucking interact with each other! Like come on!!! Is that so much to ask for?!? Can someone just write a fanfic of this for me? That’s as good as it’ll get!

anonymous asked:

What do you love about Sansa Stark?

Anon, prepare yourself because the  anwer is LONG. There are a lot of things that I love about her (she is my favorite character in ASOIAF afterall..). 

The first reason  that comes to mind is that she is NORMAL. She starts the story as a very avarage 12 years old, she loves stories of knights and songs about love. She wants to live in a fairytale. These are all things that made me feel connected to her from the start. 

I love her flaws: how  sometimes she cant face the truth, because it scares her.  It makes her more relatable. Her relationship with lies its one of the most interesting things in the books. (the unkiss! the trident incident! and i can go on and on…). 

I love her kindness, how she saved Dontos, or helped Lancel. 

Her desire to be loved and to find someone to love. This is something that breaks my heart, I dont like how some people accuse Sansa on being power hungry and wanting to be queen because she wants to rule everyone (looking at you dumb and dumber). Thats not what i understand from her story. Sansa wants to be loved, she wants to love. To the point that she betrays her father for it (it was a betrayal….just not for power but FOR LOVE). 

“How well I know that, child,” Cersei said, her voice so kind and sweet. “Why else should you have come to me and told me of your father’s plan to send you away from us, if not for love?

“It was for love,” Sansa said in a rush. “Father wouldn’t even give me leave to say farewell.” She was the good girl, the obedient girl, but she had felt as wicked as Arya that morning, sneaking away from Septa Mordane, defying her lord father. She had never done anything so willful before, and she would never have done it then if she hadn’t loved Joffrey as much as she did” 

Tyrion was surprised. “Truly? His own daughter?“ Sansa had always seemed such a sweet child, tender and courteous.

The girl was wet with love. She would have done anything for Joffrey, until he cut off her father’s head and called it mercy. That put an end to that.“ 

Once she had loved Prince Joffrey with all her heart, and admired and trusted his mother, the queen. They had repaid that love and trust with her father’s head. Sansa would never make that mistake again.

Wich brings me to another reason as to why i love Sansa: she learns from her mistakes. She adapts. She uses the hard lessons to be better. 

How she loves to sew and dance, how she uses her femine traits, her lady courtesy as an armor. Sansa is not just a lady, she is THE LADY.  She rappresents all that is good about that term.

Ser Boros was an ugly man with a broad chest and short, bandy legs. His nose was flat, his cheeks baggy with jowls, his hair grey and brittle. Today he wore white velvet, and his snowy cloak was fastened with a lion brooch. The beast had the soft sheen of gold, and his eyes were tiny rubies. "You look very handsome and splendid this morning, Ser Boros,” Sansa told him. A lady remembered her courtesies, and she was resolved to be a lady no matter what.

Sansa felt that she ought to say something. What was it that Septa Mordane used to tell her? A lady’s armor is courtesy, that was it. She donned her armor and said, “I’m sorry my lady mother took you captive, my lord." 

How Smart she is. (but i hate how she doesnt believe in herself..she doesnt trust her instinct because she lost lady) 

Her relationship with Bran (how similiar they are, both young and loved children whose hopes and dreams are broken early in their life)

Her (very problematic but real) relatioship with her sister Arya. 

Her strange link  with the greek goodness Persephone (who blossomed in the spring but is the Queen of Winter) 

How Grrm is setting up the classical story of the student who surpasses the master with her and littlefinger. 

Her strange parallels with Jon snow (maaan i could go on and on on those…)

How she brings out the kindest side of  the characters personality  like Tyrion, Sandor and yes even Dontos. 

How she looks like Catelyn but has the same sense of honor as Ned.

How she calls her self: the blood of Winterfell. How even after joffrey and the lannisters, and losing her direwolf she is still A STARK.

How she builds a castle in the snow which rappresents her home. 

But my ultime reason for loving Sansa stark with all of my heart is this quote:

There are gods, she told herself, and there are true knights too. All the stories can’t be lies.  

This is important for me because Sansa is a person what endured beatings, and awful men and is afraid for  her life since she was a 12 years old who has seen the “love of her life” kill her father. Still after all she has suffered, she believes that there are good people, that the hope is not all lost. She didnt become cynical, she becomes stronger but not hateful. 

6

The Bastards and the Beasts

It’s very interesting that between the Stark sisters, each girl has three male figures that significantly affect their storylines and/or their public figures. For Arya, this is Jon Snow, Ramsay Snow, and Gendry - three bastards, two of which are of royal descent. For Sansa, this is Petyr “Littlefinger” Baelish, Tyrion “The Imp” Lannister, and Sandor “The Hound” Clegane - three men who are vilified both within the context of the series’ world and fandom, to the point that they are more often referred to by their nicknames than their true names. 

It’s understandable that for Arya, a girl who is unfazed by class and hierarchy, the three male figures that affect her moving storyline are bastards. Since the start we are shown that she does not care for bloodlines or birth; a person’s worth comes from their soul. Jon, her favorite brother, straddled the line of treason in his tenure of Lord Commander when he sent Mance Rayder to Winterfell in order to steal Arya back to him. After he receives the Pink Letter, he makes the decision to break his vows to ride to Winterfell, but is killed before he can carry it out. Ramsay Snow marries “Arya Stark” in order for House Bolton to stake a claim on the north; as her husband, he publicly tortures and humiliates the figure of Arya Stark, and acts as the foil and adversary to Jon Snow by catalyst of her. Gendry is Arya’s unsuspecting companion from her start on the road; they help each other all through the riverlands, and play on a strong team dynamic. When he is offered knighthood, Gendry makes the decision to leave Arya, though he seems to have come to regret that when Brienne comes upon him at the inn.

Sansa loves beauty. She loves songs and tales, pretty silks and lively court life; she wanted to be queen to be loved, and her notions of life were very much naive and built on fantasy. There is an ironic sort of poetry in her three male figures being unconventional by beauty’s standards. Littlefinger is of low birth, short, slender, with seemingly no skills of gallantry or strength; despite this, he is cunning and unassuming, which serves his purpose of later rescuing Sansa from court all the better. Tyrion is forcibly married to Sansa in order for House Lannister to stake their claim on Winterfell; though a Lannister, he is considered unattractive by most all, though he is no less intelligent and cunning for what he lacks in “beauty.” The Hound is gruff and mean, with a horribly burnt face that, in some parts, reveals bone and sores. At court with Joffrey, he helps Sansa learn how to appease and deal with the king. Later, he decides to leave her, and seems to come to have regret the decision. Furthermore, all three men are around the age of 30, which is far older than what Sansa finds ideal.

I just find it really interesting how the girls’ “three” parallel one another; Jon and Petyr both put into motion the plans to save the girls from abusive men/their husbands by proxy of Mance Rayder and Dontos (though one was successful where the other was misled), Ramsay and Tyrion were both matched with “Arya” and Sansa respectively to claim Winterfell, and Gendry and Sandor were the girls’ companions and protectors at times after Ned was killed, and later leave the girls. And of course the motifs of bastards and “beasts” really play into each girl’s personality, interests, and arc.