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there’s nothing to forgive. forgive me. alright. alright, i forgive you.
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a lame argument against jonsa is that kit harington always thought it was weird that people shipped jon and sansa together. first of all, that argument doesn't hurt me personally because i think that the opinion of an actor playing a character that is part of a ship doesn't make any ship worse or better. on the other hand, we should ask kit a lot of questions about certain performances he gave us regarding sansa... you can't go around saying "sansa 🥺" all the time and expect there to be no jonsa shippers (see my tag: "acting choices."). kit would be redeeming himself with the dreadful and we'll see how he acts being in love with a character played by sophie... and then we'll see, then we'll see... maybe it was jon snow's spirit possessing kit saying "you will not portray me in any other way than me yearning for sansa stark."
#jonsa ended 6 years ago and i am still here#but jonsa has no end because grrm doesn't end his series#anyways no hate to kit tho... just questions
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i can’t stay here, not after what happened.
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i won’t ever let him touch you again. i’ll protect you, i promise.
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A Dream of Spring
North by Sleeping At Last // ASOS, Sansa VII // Sansa Stark at the Eyrie by Michael Komarck // ASOS, Jon XII // A Song of Springtime by John William Waterhouse // Flower Sketch for the Enchanted Garden by John William Waterhouse
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I am a bastard too now, just like him.
AFFC Alayne II
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I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb. - A Storm of Swords Jon XII In Sansa’s dreams, her children looked just like the brothers she had lost. Sometimes there was even a girl who looked like Arya. - A Storm of Swords Sansa II
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Jon Snow & Sansa Stark + ASOIAF
A Game of Thrones - Sansa VI
Frog-faced Lord Slynt sat at the end of the council table wearing a black velvet doublet and a shiny cloth-of-gold cape, nodding with approval every time the king pronounced a sentence. Sansa stared hard at his ugly face, remembering how he had thrown down her father for Ser Ilyn to behead, wishing she could hurt him, wishing that some hero would throw him down and cut off his head. But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. “Life is not a song, sweetling,” he’d told her. “You may learn that one day to your sorrow.” In life, the monsters win, she told herself.
A Dance with Dragons - Jon II
“If the boy thinks that he can frighten me, he is mistaken,” they heard Lord Janos said. “He would not dare to hang me. Janos Slynt has friends, important friends, you’ll see …” The wind whipped away the rest of his words.
This is wrong, Jon thought. “Stop.”
“Oh, Seven save us,” he heard Bowen Marsh cry out.
The smile that Lord Janos Slynt smiled then had all the sweetness of rancid butter. Until Jon said, “Edd, fetch me a block,” and unsheathed Longclaw.
By the time a suitable chopping block was found, Lord Janos had retreated into the winch cage, but Iron Emmett went in after him and dragged him out. “No,” Slynt cried, as Emmett half-shoved and halfpulled him across the yard. “Unhand me … you cannot … when Tywin Lannister hears of this, you will all rue—”
Emmett kicked his legs out from under him. Dolorous Edd planted a foot on his back to keep him on his knees as Emmett shoved the block beneath his head. “This will go easier if you stay still,” Jon Snow promised him. “Move to avoid the cut, and you will still die, but your dying will be uglier. Stretch out your neck, my lord.” The pale morning sunlight ran up and down his blade as Jon clasped the hilt of the bastard sword with both hands and raised it high. “If you have any last words, now is the time to speak them,” he said, expecting one last curse.
Janos Slynt twisted his neck around to stare up at him. “Please, my lord. Mercy. I’ll … I’ll go, I will, I …”
No, thought Jon. You closed that door. Longclaw descended.
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Jon Snow and Sansa Stark + parallels (requested by bericdondarrion)
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You should’ve seen the way he was looking at you. Like you’re the ocean and he’s desperate to drown.
Jon Snow + looking at Sansa Stark [created with the help of @dragonchristianlady97]
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sansa stark: *exists* jon snow: (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
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Jon and Sansa + parallels/similar thoughts
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THE GLORY PART 2 더글로리 파트 2 (2023) dir. Ahn Gil Ho
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