Picset for Ch 14 of my fic A Gift ❤️
Also, definitely check out AryRiddle’s awesome fic
“So many lies were consuming her…”
The Bodyguard.
Picset for Chapter 13 of my fic A Gift
My favorite line in the chapter: Though she still loves her songs, if he can keep proving she’s safe with him and taken care of as she deserves… Gods, he’s a fool.
🏇Fourth chapter out 🏇
Btw this was the very first sketch I drew of #them when the idea for this fic came to my mind :)
This is a line from Chapter 12 of my fic A Gift posted on AO3 today!
The First
Fandom: ASoIaF Paring: Sansa/Sandor Summary: You were the first Prompt: #26 from @fictober-event Tagging: @mousedetective & @littlefeatherr
Sansa and Sandor sit side by side on the Godswoods of Winterfell. After everything, she is back home. War is finally over and life triumphed over death.
It is only now that she will allow herself the hope for the family that she dreamed as a young girl. Except, this time, there will be no handsome prince. No brave knight.
Instead, she chooses a scarred, honest man.
“You were the first,” Sandor breaks his silence. “The very first one in offering compassion to me.”
She knows what he means. The story he told her, in what it feels such a faraway time.
“And that compassion was the seed you planted in me. It grew, even if I did my best to deny it. You made me remember the boy I once was, a boy that believed in knights and hoped to be the best of them.
“You made me remember that boy. Without trying, without harsh words, without pain. You made me remember who I was before my own family brutalized me and turned me into such a bitter man.
“But I was not ready. Not ready to admit that even to myself. It took your sister, a flaming sword and a brother of faith helped me find my peace.
“So, here I am. With you. And I will remain at your side, however is that you want me, for the rest of my days.”
She smiles, she knows he will not be bold enough for ask for her hand in marriage, oh well, times are changing. So, she better go and tell Bran, Jon, Rickon and Arya she will marry him.
She cannot wait to see his face when she asks for his hand in marriage.
’Take Me Home’ (BlackwaterAU) by Inertia18
If Sansa had fled with the Hound. Seriously will always be the one narrative avenue within ASOIAF that repeatedly makes me die of curiosity! If you wish you can find more of my crappy scribblez at the ol’ Deviant here or various ramblings on AO3 and Fanfiction.net
GAWD I love SanSan.
Note: sketching before bed to tire yourself does not work, folks.
Rated MatureSummary:Sansa has remained vigilant in taking preventative measures to protect her family from Covid-19. Her mother not so much.
Sketches inspired by all the Sansan Western AU on AO3. because I love them all.
*flails*
The Long Way - WIP
Deadly Saviour - finished work
Winter’s Gift - WIP
Desperado - WIP
Blood of the Tracks - WIP
Sandor and Sansa Aesthetic from SanSan fan fiction : Adrift 🖤🐺👸🏻 The writer: Maroucia
And so she was carried. His forearms were iron beneath her legs, and after a time, she began to let her head lull forward. The linen shirt was dry and warm on his shoulders, and her eyelids bobbed with the slow sway of his step. As the light faded to a golden red, she wiped her nose on scraps of cloak and saw the earth grow greener beneath his boots. Then the far-off rush of rapids met her ears. The river was close, and she tried to keep awake by counting the stones and thistles that drifted underfoot. Until she couldn’t anymore.
Favorite part from Kindred by smallestgrackle
Artist: @shoujophobic
So much effort was going into ignoring her that it was a shock to catch a muted sniffle from the opposite end of the couch and realize she was crying again, face hidden fully behind her book.
He was a fucking arse. Turning down the volume, he shifted his full attention her way, going into teacher mode.
“Can I get you anything, Sansa? Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?”
Large, startlingly blue eyes framed by tear-clumped lashes peeked at him over her book and the rim of her glasses. His breath caught.
“Would it be alright if I took a shower, Mr. Clegane?”
Commission piece for the lovely thefeatherofhope to go along with her lovely fic The Little Bird Freed From Her Cage found here. She’s feeding him a bit of lemon cake.
Source: Fated Muse
I’m currently reading The Girl from Northcountry! This is perfect!!!
They are married, as much as two people who don’t exist can be married.
Chapters: 1/1
Words: 12,033
Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Relationships: Sandor Clegane/Sansa Stark, Sandor Clegane & Sansa Stark
Characters: Sandor Clegane, Sansa Stark, Jaime Lannister (briefly), Tormund Giantsbane, Tormund Giantsbane (briefly)
Additional Tags: World War II, Alternate Universe - World War II, Hurt/Comfort, More Hurt Than Comfort, Hospitals, Sandor is an asshole, And he takes a lot of convincing, Pining, Slow Burn, age gap, Older Man/Younger Woman
It’s World War II and soldier Sandor wakes up in a hospital. This WOULD be the second-worst time of his life (his childhood still takes the cake) if not for the absolutely beautiful redhead in the hospital bed next to his.