got meme → eight friendships
and/or otps{1/8} Sansa & Arya“Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. […] Sansa is your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you…and I need both of you, gods help me.”
She tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but sometimes she felt like she was just a little girl after all.
#cersei jaime and tyrion are all the dfferent facets of tywin #but really sansa and arya are two different facets of cersei as well #as well as adding being more jaded into the mix #but arya is her side that didn’t understand why she wasn’t allowed jaime’s things and would sometimes dress up as him #and sansa is the girlshe was who was promised to a man she thought was everything wonderful #only to have that taken from her and given a monster #and they all armour themselves in courtesies and lies and realization of hate and anger #but sansa is more strategic and able to take care of her emotions while cersei and arya aren’t as good at this #theRE IS MORE BUT I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS AND THEY ARE ALL ABOUT ASOIAF OK
You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you.
She remembered a summer’s snow in Winterfell when Arya and Bran had ambushed her as she emerged from the keep one morning. They’d each had a dozen snowballs to hand, and she’d had none. Bran had been perched on the roof of the covered bridge, out of reach, but Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she’d slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn’t, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball, but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair when Jory came along and pulled them apart, laughing.
A song of Ice and Fire - Quotes.It wasn’t fair. Sansa had everything. Sansa was two years older; maybe by the time Arya had been born, there had been nothing left. Often it felt that way. Sansa could sew and dance and sing. She wrote poetry. She knew how to dress. She played the high harp and the bells. Worse, she was beautiful. Sansa had gotten their mother’s fine high cheekbones and the thick auburn hair of the Tullys. Arya took after their lord father. Her hair was a lusterless brown, and her face was long and solemn. Jeyne used to call her Arya Horseface, and neigh whenever she came near. It hurt that the one thing Arya could do better than her sister was ride a horse. Well, that and manage a household. Sansa had never had much of a head for figures. If she did marry Prince Joff, Arya hoped for his sake that he had a good steward.
