sansa's face ; ;


“You’re going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton. Sleep well.”


6x04 • 6x09

Do you like games, little man? Let’s play a game. Run to your brother. The sooner you make it to him, the sooner you get to see him again.


And he rolls away from her without a second glance.

And yet this is just a FEW of the glances (between Jon and Sansa) that are undeniable. Looks that stirred our hearts. Awoke us. If these exist so clearly on the screen (with no other proof of its equal) then I will keep hanging on to hope. Because it’s there. Right in front of me. Even when they are not together.