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The dichotomy of feminine Sansa and her tomboy little sister, Arya, coupled with the modern tendency to champion a misunderstanding of feminism in the form of “strong women” only, erroneously causes many readers and viewers to assume that Sansa is somehow in the wrong from the very beginning. They view her through the misconception-colored glasses of “femininity=weakness”, and assume she is weak, soft, and shallow.

From A Game of Thrones to A Dance With Dragons, Sansa is ever more maligned and abused, but also grows smarter. She takes in information from every source — from Joffrey, Cersei, Petyr, Sandor Clegane, Tyrion Lannister, Ser Dontos, the Tyrells, and Lysa Tully — and turns it into a lesson. The last we saw of Sansa Stark, she was in the palm of Petyr Baelish, but ever aware and ever wiser. (“He is serving me lies as well.”) Sansa still clings to anger, plays her part as a piece for the moment, but does not forget who she truly is or what was done to her:

"…Littlefinger was no friend of hers. When Joff had her beaten, the Imp defended her, not Littlefinger. When the mob sought to rape her, the Hound carried her to safety, not Littlefinger. When the Lannisters wed her to Tyrion against her will, Ser Garlan the Gallant gave her comfort, not Littlefinger. Littlefinger never lifted so much as his little finger for her."

Sansa’s arc is dependent upon her finding her agency and becoming a player in the game of thrones. Her passive action is not weakness or stupidity. It is her only option and she is working it to the best of her abilities, toeing the line between survival and destruction, identity and dissociation, self-care and necessary self-denial. From the beginning of this story, she has had every tool she needed to rule. Sansa Stark was a sheltered child thrown into emotional and political turmoil. And despite her grief, her guilt, and her longing, she has carried on, “…to porcelain, to ivory, to steel”. She is a wolf, a Stark, and at home in winter and turmoil, high functioning in peril. Her courtesy is not only armor, it is easily weaponized, she only needs the realization and the opportunity. Sansa Stark is very well the political Chekhov’s gun of this series. Not only will she live through the barbaric and oppressive nature of this society, she will be better than it.

"She had always heard that love was a surer route to the people’s loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I’ll make them love me."

Sterner Stuff: Why Sansa Stark Is A Political Powerhouse (via wednesdaydreams)

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To build a better world sometimes means tearing the old one down … and that makes enemies.

THIS IS HORRIBLE. STOP GIVING ME HORRIBLE EMOTIONS.

Having just rewatched CA:TFA for the bajillionth time 24 hours after seeing CA:TWS, I find myself wanting to read about Bucky topping the hell out of skinny wee twink Steve, back in the day - and then the two of them navigating their relationship when fragile wee Steve has become uberbuff avatar of American supersoldierliness. And then 21st century all-the-baggage-and-feels-and-porn fic.

HERE FOR IT

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Don’t fool yourself. English isn’t inherently superior, or easier to learn, or more sonically pleasing. Its international usage comes from forceful assimilation and legacy of colonialistic injection. It isn’t a deed that one should take pride in.
my uncle left this comment on his friend’s Facebook status, a white British man who was bragging about how easy it is to be a native English speaker when trekking to different nations. (via maarnayeri)

Okay I actually think this little scene is hella important. We all know HYDRA did all kinds of experiments on him before Steve found him. Who’s to say they didn’t experiment with wiping memories as well ? They probably already started all kinds of experiments related to the Winter Soldier on him.

See how Bucky’s rambling at the beginning ? It’s like he’s trying really hard to remember who he is. He keeps repeating numbers and his name like it’s something he remembers but he doesn’t know what it means, he doesn’t know it’s him.

Then when Steve shows up he doesn’t recognise him at first. It actually takes him a good couple of seconds before he remembers who Steve is. And with remembering Steve, he also remembers himself because Steve is part of him. I’m going to curl up under the blankets and cry myself to sleep now.

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