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2rats1gogh · 1 day
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This rivalry between Sansa stans and Arya stans is very tiring.
Like, Sansa and Arya are literally two sisters who are also children. Both sides of their fans actively antagonize the other and it’s so annoying. Ngl, sometimes I hate Sansa as well, sometimes I hate Arya. But that’s how it’s supposed to be. Both characters are flawed, and both have positive qualities as well. They both bully each other, it wasn’t one-sided. If you disagree, you’re wrong.
It’s impossible and again, simply wrong to say that one of the two is an innocent perfect little girl who is always in the right, and the other is an irredimibile horrible monster.
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faeporcelain · 6 months
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The Stark sisters
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emprcaesar · 7 months
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always remember there was nothing worth sharing
like the love that let us share our name
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Since I've seen a couple of posts saying that what matters the most is that Arya and Sansa love each other as a counterpoint to people who say the Stark sisters have some issues to solve, let me add my own opinion:
I don't think those two points are mutually exclusive. Yes, familial love exist between them. With that being said, familial love and missing each other doesn't guarantee that their reunion will be sunshine and roses. There are some serious issues they had on book 1 (which existed even before of the start of the series) that they need to solve. So, I don't think their reunion will go as smoothly as Arya and Bran/Sansa and Bran (I picked a sibling neither of them has unsolved issues with).
I'm not saying that there is impossible for them to overcome their issues but first they need to be addressed. Not swept under the carpet because that imo would be bad writing.
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silverflameataraxia · 25 days
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I love the dichotomy between Arya and Sansa's storylines at the end of AGoT.
Arya is living on the streets of King's Landing, trying to find a safe place to sleep at night. Killing pigeons for food so she doesn't starve, getting her few belongings stolen, fighting people off (or trying to scare them off) so they don't hurt/kill her.
Versus Sansa, who is living the privileged life in luxury, having a bed to sleep in each night, food prepared by servants, beautiful gowns to wear each day with expensive jewelry. Betrothed to the Prince, expected to be Queen someday. But beneath all that, she's being abused physically and emotionally. She's not safe, and she's beginning to realize it. She's learning that she will have to fight to survive. Although, in a different way than Arya.
Whereas Arya will disguise herself as a boy and travel north with Yoren and the boys headed for the Wall, learning how to defend herself with her sword, Sansa will have to learn how to defend herself with the tools she knows: being a Lady.
Sansa doesn't have it worse than Arya, she just has different challenges, abuses, and sufferings that she'll have to endure...just like Arya will have her own.
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“The Death of a Bastard” Series (Part 2 of?)
Title: “Riding away with nothing but Memories”
PART 2 to: “The Death of a Bastard.”
Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader/ Reader and Robb Stark
PART 1 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5
Warnings: really none.
Summary: The reader is the first to find Jon Snow’s lifeless body. She has to flee away from Castle Black and go back to her home, Rivendell. She reminisces, and remembers how she met her “Snow”, and fell in love with him. But she was promised to his half brother, Robb. Mostly based around how they met, and what in between their meeting and his death.
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The red woman’s eyes never left you, and all you could do was stare at Jon’s lifeless body. Your right hand clutched your stomach, as if you were protecting your unborn child. What were you to do? Your lover, your protector, your best friend, was not here any longer. How were you to go on without Jon Snow?
You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even realize that Melisandre left the room. You didn’t care where she went or why she left.
“You’re not the only ones who owe your lives to Jon Snow.” Davos said and Edd walked towards the door quickly. “Bolt the door. Don’t let anyone in. I’ll be back as soon as I can. Watch Lady Y/N. Get her out of here safely; do it before Thorne realizes we’re not in the mess hall.” The door closed and everyone went silent.
All eyes were on you. Then everyone started discussing how to get you out before everything went to hell. “Lady Y/N, we need to get you out of here at once.” Davos said as he picked up your hand, “when I get you out of here, ride as far away as you can. Go back home, to Rivendell, m’lady.” He said and you looked into his eyes.
“Have your child there. Tell not a soul who the father is. Mention the child to no one.” He said quietly and you nodded. You walked over to Jon, and tears rolled down your cheeks, “Damn you, Jon Snow. Damn you for leaving me. Damn you…” you say as you cried over his chest.
You looked up at him one last time, and rubbed his cold cheek with your thumb. “Always mine, and always yours, my love. I love you, Snow.” You whispered as you pressed a kiss to his lips.
Ser Davos picked up your hand and led you to a secret passage way. “Take this sword, and this bow, I know your family is well trained in archery.” He said as he helped you up onto a black horse.
“Watch your back and don’t look back, m’lady. If I make it out of here alive, I’ll come find you, Lady Y/N.” He said quietly, and you smiled.
“Thank you, Ser Davos… Best of luck to you and the rest of the brothers.” You say as you gently nudged the horse, and the cold wind nipped at your face as the horse ran.
You couldn’t let the horse slow down; not until you were far away from Castle Black.
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Ten miles away, you slowed down, and all you could think about was Jon. And when you first met him, you were a lot younger, 16 years old to be exact. He was 18, and you both fell for each other. Jon told you everything about what Robb had said.
“Did you hear who was coming to Winterfell?” Robb asked Jon, and he shook his head.
“No, who?” Jon asked and Robb smiled as he looked at himself in the mirror. “Lady Y/N of Rivendell.” He said as he ran his fingers through his hair. “Mother and Father want to have an alliance with the people of Rivendell. They want Y/N and I to marry.”
Jon looked at his half brother, “She’s gorgeous you know. I’m not too mad about it. It’s not hard to fall in love with her.” Robb said as he tried to smooth out his hair.
Arya shouted, “They’re here! Come on you two!”
Both Robb and Jon followed Arya, and watched you ride in with your family. You took off your hood and your Y/E/C eyes shined, shivering, you stepped off your horse.
Robb went down to greet you, but Jon stayed up on the balcony. Your eyes wandered as Robb introduced himself and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. But your eyes stopped on a dark haired boy; his eyes met yours. From then on, you were enamored by Jon Snow.
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Robb and Theon tried to get you to go with them on a ride through the woods, but you politely declined. Going off into the woods, you found yourself surrounded by trees, you prayed you hadn’t gotten yourself lost.
The crunch of leaves made you jump, “I apologize if I frightened you, Lady Y/N.” The dark haired boy said and you smiled. “This is the godswood. We pray here.” Jon said and you sat down on a tree log.
“I’m afraid I didn’t catch your name.” You say and Jon sat down next to you, “Jon. Jon Snow.” He said and you raised an eyebrow. “I know. I’m Neddard Stark’s bastard.” He said with a sigh and you titled your head to the side.
“I like the name Snow. It’s quite beautiful don’t you think?” You ask as you rubbed your arms. Jon watched as you pulled your cloak closer to your body. “Snow is pure and beautiful. The way it shimmers in the sunlight. One can’t help but to fall in love with the snow.” You say as you look over at Jon.
His cheeks turned red, “Well uh, what about your family? You all seem very charming.” He said and you smiled and looked at your hands.
“I think it’s in our nature.” You say and Jon raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean by that?” He asked and you stood up.
“Didn’t you know my family descended or supposedly descended, are elves?” You ask and he shook his head. “I know it seems like a story to frighten children, or just to get them to go to sleep.” You say and Jon moved closer to you.
“But they were our ancestors at one point, but my great great grandfather fell in love with a human. It messed with the bloodline, and here we are. Not as Elvish as we once were.” You say and Jon grinned.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Guys I am making this into a mini series. Basically the reader, Y/N, is reminiscing about Jon Snow. How they met, when he left, and when he died. There will be stories from before he died, and after he “died”. I am not following the tv shows exact timeline, so if it seems wonky or off, that is why . I hope you guys enjoys the upcoming mini series. I couldn’t make up a town, and i was watching LOTR, and so Rivendell, which is gorgeous, will be used. There won’t be a cross-over of LOTR and GOT. I am just using the name, and the elvish ancestry. Credit for those names and words goes to Tolkien, and credit to Martin for GOT names and places mentioned.
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girly-blogging · 1 year
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recasting every single asoiaf character because the show made me hate everyone’s faces
(no hate to the actors, they’re great)
Ned Stark
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Catelyn Tully
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Cersei Lannister
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Jaime Lannister
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Joffrey Baratheon
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Sansa Stark
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Robb Stark
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Arya Stark
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Jon Snow
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Daenerys Targaryen
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I’m not saying these actors should play these characters I’m just using these exact pictures to imagine the characters from the books bc the show made me hate everyone :)
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eddieheart · 7 months
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This scene will forever be one of my favourites.
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There’s Arya, who since leaving home has done nothing but try to get back (Along the way going in a side quest to becoming an assassin.) and Brienne who seems to be the only other female fighter this side of the wall, having an absolute fanfiction moment.
Arya just gets to totally be herself, using the sword her brother gave her and showing off her new skills to some of the only people who’d truly be impressed. I just love it.
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alaynasansa · 1 year
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shining-m00nlight · 2 years
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Cat: *recording
Sansa: *holding a pretty sparkler and moving it carefully
Arya *running in the backround: SOMEBODY GAVE ME FIIIIRE!!!
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2rats1gogh · 9 months
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my absolute favorite dynamic in media is “two sisters who had a complex relationship during their childhood, and a sibling rivalry, if you will, but then actually end up being very close when they’re adults”
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Haley and Alex (Modern Family)
Fleabag and Claire (Fleabag)
Arya and Sansa (Game of Thrones)
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aestheticallysxx · 1 year
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I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey,I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
“Leave one wolf alive and sheep are never safe”
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@taylorswift , Look what you made me do, reputation (2017)
Game Of Thrones (2011-2019)
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Two pieces that were just for fun. Not attached to any current works.
One ASOIAF and another that does not have a fandom assignment.
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silverflameataraxia · 2 years
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One little Arya section and these are all the parts that break my heart.
Whatever names Harren the Black had meant to give his towers were long forgotten. They were called the Tower of Dread, the Widow's Tower, the Wailing Tower, the Tower of Ghosts, and Kingspyre Tower. Arya slept in a shallow niche in the cavernous vaults beneath the Wailing Tower, on a bed of straw. She had water to wash in whenever she liked, a chunk of soap. The work was hard, but no harder than walking miles every day. Weasel did not need to find worms and bugs to eat, as Arry had; there was bread every day, and barley stews with bits of carrot and turnip, and once a fortnight even a bite of meat.
Gendry had been sent to the forge; Arya seldom saw him. As for those she served with, she did not even want to know their names. That only made it hurt worse when they died. Most of them were older than she was and content to let her alone.
Arya had not known her brother was so near. Riverrun was much closer than Winterfell, though she was not certain where it lay in relation to Harrenhal. I could find out somehow, I know I could, if only I could get away. When she thought of seeing Robb's face again Arya had to bite her lip. And I want to see Jon too, and Bran and Rickon, and Mother. Even Sansa...I'll kiss her and beg her pardons like a proper lady, she'll like that.
She spent the rest of the day scrubbing steps inside the Wailing Tower. By evenfall her hands were raw and bleeding and her arms so sore they trembled when she lugged the pail back to the cellar. Too tired even for food, Arya begged Weese's pardons and crawled into her straw to sleep. "Weese," she yawned. "Dunsen,  Chiswyck, Polliver, Raff the Sweetling. The Tickler and the Hound. Ser Gregor, Ser Amory, Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn, King Joffrey, Queen Cersei." She thought she might add three more names to her prayer, but she was too tired to decide tonight.
She thought of him again the next morning, when lack of sleep made her yawn. "Weasel," Weese purred, "next time I see that mouth droop open, I'll pull out your tongue and feed it to my bitch." He twisted her ear between his fingers to make certain she'd heard, and told her to get back to those steps, he wanted them clean down to the third landing by nightfall.
The men all roared, none louder than Chiswyck himself, who laughed so hard at his own story that snot dribbled from his nose down into his scraggy grey beard. Arya stood in the shadows of the stairwell and watched him. She crept back down to the cellars without saying a word. When Weese found that she hadn't asked about the clothes, he yanked down her breeches and caned her until blood ran down her thighs, but Arya closed her eyes and thought of all the sayings Syrio had taught her, so she scarcely felt it.
It wasn't Harren, Arya wanted to say, it was me. She had killed Chiswyck with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I'm the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
- ACoK, Arya VII
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“The Death of a Bastard” Series (Part 5 of?)
Title: “The Queen’s Wandering Eye” PART 5
PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4
Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader
Warnings: NONE
Summary: The reader is the first to find Jon Snow’s lifeless body. She has to flee away from Castle Black and go back to her home, Rivendell. She reminisces, and remembers how she met her “Snow”, and fell in love with him. But she was promised to his half brother, Robb. Mostly based around how they met, and what in between their meeting and his death.
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The dress your father had sent, definitely sent chills up your spine, and goosebumps covered you arms. But the blue of the dress complimented your skin tone; it adorned your skin in the best way.
The jewels that were connected to the dress, rested on your bare skin, causing you to shiver. Sansa was the first one to see you in it, and she couldn’t help but to run her fingers along the fabric.
“You look beautiful. I wish my mother would allow me to wear something like this.” She said and Catelyn gave you a small smile, “Hopefully you don’t freeze.” She said simply.
When Robb saw you, he couldn’t help but to touch your bare shoulder and offer you his cloak. “You look beautiful. That color looks beautiful on you.” He said as he pressed a kiss to your hair. “When we are to marry, I want you in this dress…” he said before he left your side.
But when Jon seen you, his opinion was the only one that mattered. Jon’s thoughts raced through his mind like a herd of wild colts; his breath was caught in his throat. When he approached you, he was tongue tied.
“Y/N… Y/N, you look wonderful l-.” He whispered as he looked you up and down. “I need to see you tonight. I’ll meet you in your room.” He said before he let you answer. After he left your side, Robb came back, only to escort you down to meet the King and the Queen. “They arrived while you were getting ready.” Robb said as he helped you down the stairs.
King Robert and Queen Cersei stood there in front of the castle, “King Robert, Queen Cersei, this is Princess Y/N of Rivendell, daughter of King Elrond of Rivendell.” Ned introduced you and Robert eyed you with a smile. But you bowed, just like your handmaiden told you to do.
But Queen Cersei had an eyebrow raised, “I didn’t know there were other royals within the seven kingdoms. The royals that are, are against the throne.” She said and her husband shot her a look.
“Woman, it is fine. Her father promised Ned an army whenever he needed it. He’s an ally, and so is she. She is promised to Ned’s boy, Robb. Therefore, they are trustworthy.” He said as Cersei continued to stare at you in disapproval.
“This must be a change for you, m’lady.” Robert said as he looked at your attire. “Go from the heat to this cold hell.” He said with a laugh that erupted from his belly. “Yes, my King. It is quite a change, but it is worth it to be with Lord Stark and his family.” You replied and Catelyn gave you a smile.
Robert turned to face Ned, and Robb escorted you away from the King and Queen. “That went fairly well.” You say as you looked over your shoulder. The queen continued to watch you walk away with your future husband.
Robb smiled, “Cersei has finally met her match when it comes to beauty.” He said and it made you smile.
“I’m glad I wasn’t the only one to see her eyes follow every move I made.” You say quietly as he helped you up the stairs. “I thought you’d want to come and grab your cloak, and we can go for a walk.” Robb said. You picked your cloak off your bed, and went for a walk with Robb until it was time for the feast.
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When it was time for the feast, you were sat next to Robb and the rest of the “royal” children. But Jon was sat with the squires; alone, left with a cup of wine in his hand.
His eyes never left you, and your eyes never left him. “Well aren’t you a beauty.” Cersei said pulling you out of your trance. “The Elven people are beautiful people.” She said as she sat down next to you. Cersei touched the skin of your cheek, “As a child, I believed it was all lies. But as I sit here next to you, there is truth behind the Elven stories. You truly are beautiful.”
Robb sat back and watched the interaction between the two of you. “I imagine you two will have beautiful babies. His blue eyes, with the perfect Elven skin…” she began, “Maybe one of my grandchildren will be able to marry one of your children.” She said and you smiled.
“Maybe.” You replied and she pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “What is your age, my child?” She asked and you replied, “18, my Queen.”
Cersei smiled as she drank the wine from her cup. “Are you use to having all eyes on you?” She asked and you shook your head. The cold Queen sat her cup down and leaned closer to you.
“Relish in the fact you captivate men’s attention. Because once you’re married, there’s a chance that your husband won’t look at you like that anymore.” She said as she took another drink. “Then he will have whores, and you’ll just be there at his disposal.” She said and Robb moved forward like he was going to lunge.
“Excuse me my Queen, but I wouldn’t dare treat Y/N like a common whore. I am to love her. Always.” He said and the Queen chuckled. “Just wait until her beauty fades, my young lord. Then you will surely change your mind.” She said as she sauntered away back to her husband.
“If you don’t mind my lord, I think I shall call it a night.” You say as walk around the table towards him. You leaned down and whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry about coming to my room tonight. I don’t want us to get in trouble.” You say as you pressed a kiss to the shell of his ear.
After bidding adieu to the King, Queen, Lord Stark, and Lady Stark, you left the big room, and all eyes followed you out.
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When you got up to your room, you slipped off your shoes. As soon as you kicked them off your feet, there was a knock at the door.
Jon entered your room and quickly shut the door and barred it shut. “Jon, what are you—?”
He grabbed both sides of your face and kissed your lips. It was needy, you mashed your lips against his. You could feel the stubble that was growing back on his face against your cheek.
To be continued………
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter, just an FYI, there will be SMUT in the next part. 18+ ONLY. DNI On the next chapter, please and thank you.
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Arya Month - Women in her life
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She went to the Maid and beseeched her to lend her courage to Arya and Sansa, to guard them in their innocence.
Catelyn IV - ACOK
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