Sansa Stark + Greek Goddesses (insp)
JONSA HALLOWEEN 2024 DAY FOUR: DRAGON.
Sansa had never ventured this deep into the crypts. With each step, the air grew hotter, and the throbbing pain in her head intensified until tears streamed down her face. Her vision blurred as she spotted the body. Sansa wiped her eyes. No, not dead—he was breathing. The pain became overwhelming, and she collapsed beside the stranger, closing her eyes.
The man couldn’t remember his name. Only the fire. The fire was meant to destroy him, but instead, it transformed him into a creature. The dragon felt no pain, only an insatiable urge to kill. The man didn’t know why, but he knew he had to stop it. He reclaimed his body but lay helpless deep within the cave, tormented by nightmares of stone men chasing him away. Rage burned in his heart, hotter than the fire. He could no longer keep the dragon at bay. Suddenly, something fell beside him, and the dragon broke free.
Sansa opened her eyes and saw a black dragon with red eyes.
Jonsa Outsider POV
JONSA FIC REC: NOT JONSA'S POV EDITION
DAENERYS' POV
During their meal, she could feel eyes on her from every man in the hall, but when she looked at him, he was staring at his own cup, his jaw clenched in restraint as his oldest sister whispered next to him.
— Curiosity by junsnow
It seems, Daenerys realizes, that she and Sansa Stark have more in common than she first thought.
— familiar
Sansa moves and Jon adjusts his posture, Sansa speaks and Jon tilts his head toward her, Sansa needs anything and Jon responds, it’s like they’re drawn to each other, two halves of a whole.
— more than skin by brokentombstone
“I am a liberator, not a conqueror. And you are a brother-fucker. I have never committed as grave a sin as that.”
— sweet divide, a heavy truth by Lady_Alice
LITTLEFINGER'S POV
“He said her name,” she confesses.
Petyr feels the prick of something in his skull, something hungry and eager, but something ugly and envious, too.
“Whose?” Petyr asks, but he already knows.
— you understand, i got a plan for us series by Lady_Alice
ARYA'S POV
Surely, Brienne of Tarth, Sansa’s protector, would surely understand why they could not allow Sansa to be incestuously fucked by her own brother.
— Between a Hard Place by Alzerak
“Jon,” she says gently, running her hand down his face, “I just need to take care of some things for a moment, alright?”
“No,” he whispers, his voice rasping unpleasantly, a feeling Arya knows all too well. “Don’t leave me.”
— which, as they kiss, consume by Lady_Alice
CATELYN'S POV
“Talk to her after dessert. She's always in a better mood after sweets.” She doesn't give Jon a chance to be surprised by her unasked for consent.
— sketches of what was there before by ganymede_elegy
“It really started with a Valentine's Card...”
— A Valentine Card by WellDoneBeca
Bryan Cogman: Now I think Sansa gets a bad rap. I’m gonna address some critics of Sansa. She is one of my favorite characters, and I have great affection for her as a character. […] Some people find her behavior annoying and selfish, but she’s a kid, she’s a teenage girl, you know, and…
Kit Harington: I have to agree with you. I really like Sansa in the books. I have no objections to her at all. I think she’s misguided in a lot of ways, but she’s by no means, in any way, lesser than any of the other children. I think she does some brilliant things in the books, like when she stands up to Joffrey with the dismembered heads. I love that moment. — “Cripples, Bastards, and Broken Things” audio commentary (S1xE4)
Not the dragons. The rats.
scientist!ned
Soft-spoken sweet-smelling Sansa, who loved silks, songs, chivalry and tall gallant knights with handsome faces.
Jonsa AU
Jon and Sansa as Lord Guildford Dudley and Lady Jane Grey in My Lady Jane (Except in this version, Jon turns into a white wolf instead of a horse.)
Mafia AU: A doctor who has devoted herself to healing others encounters a cold-blooded killer with a wounded past. What happens when the woman who saves lives is captured by the man who takes them? Sansa to Aemond: What if we stay here. We don't go anywhere. We are good together. I want to tell you something. You are not the Beast. You were looking in the wrong mirrors. From now on look in my eyes, when you want to see yourself. I'll never show you as a Beast.
Happy late birthday to one of the wittiest, most talented writer who made me discover the intricacy of this ship and its potential. @aemondsa, I do hope you like this small gift in spirit of our shared loved for the compelling, crackest of them pair: Aemond and Sansa
Can't wait for resurrected Jon to be all soft around Sansa and then turn around and bite Littlefinger's hand off ✋. I need that crypt scene x10.