kyloren reblogged

under cover, hide-away

{ a surprisingly serious jonsa self-quarantine fic }

summary:

Jon Snow and Sansa Stark have been living together for nineteen months— not that Jon’s counting— floating through their shared living space like magnets, never colliding. Jon wishes he could understand the reason for the distance Sansa seems to be placing between them, but Sansa keeps her thoughts close. When the threat of the coronavirus escalates and the roommates decide to self quarantine, everything comes to the surface—shame, secrets, and suppressed desires.

excerpt:

She arches a brow. “Are you going somewhere?”

He grins wryly. “No. Not for a while.”

The smile that unfurls on her face is slow, hesitant. Precious. “Then I’ll see you soon,” she says, voice uncertain and hoping like her smile. She turns before he can react, her hair whipping behind her with the speed of her movement. Jon sits in the space she left behind—their world for the next few weeks at least— the space charged with a tension he wonders if only he can feel.

#jonsa #jonsa fanfiction #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i missed you before i ever met you #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #in this tag resides fanfiction

kyloren reblogged

starksnsa

Whispers in the Dark

by @starksnsa / siriusblaack

beta-reader: @lylanne

It was already early evening when they finally made it to Edinburgh, and the sky had that mysterious dark purple color it usually had at dusk. Jon stretched his muscles, feeling slightly strange when setting his foot in the sidewalk after being thrown around the inside of the bus for hours. It was better than Apparition, though, because they had just passed their Apparition test and therefore weren’t able to perform it from one country to another.

They could’ve used a Portkey and that certainly would be the wiser, fastest choice, but traveling together by Knight Bus every summer to get to Wintertown had been a tradition for them since their second year.

“Do you think it will take them long to arrive?” Jon asked Robb, who was looking around the street.

Their final destination when in Edinburgh had always been Nessie’s Old Tavern, a wizarding pub and inn that was named after the famous monster that inhabited Loch Ness. Before Robb could answer, however, the establishment’s front door opened to reveal exactly who they were looking for.

“There you are, lads! It was about time!” Theon Greyjoy greeted them with his signature half smile, hugging each one of his friends with strong pats on their backs.

“Theon was starting to think Jon had lost the ferry boat to Scotland,” Said Gendry Waters, who was right behind him, tall and broad.

“I am not Robb Stark, mind ye.” Jon teased his scottish friend with a grin, taking a few steps towards Gendry so he could hug him too.

“Oh, sod off, Snow.” They all laughed at Robb, who pushed Jon jokingly.

read it on the AO3 here

#jonsa #jonsa fanfiction #jonsa edit #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i missed you before i ever met you #character: jon snow #character: sansa stark #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: au #asoiaf: graphic #in this tag resides fanfiction

kyloren reblogged

starksnsa

Whispers in the Dark

by @starksnsa / siriusblaack

beta-reader: @lylanne

“Let me guess… lemon cake number fourteen?” He teased her with a grin.

Of all her siblings, Robb was the one she was closest to. Perhaps it was the shared responsibility of being the oldest ones of the Stark kids, since they often helped taking care of their younger siblings. Sansa and Arya were constantly having arguments, and Sansa felt like she always had to take care of Bran and Rickon. But the bond she shared with Robb was different. They would often come to one another for advice, to relieve the burden of their problems, and to confide things only the other would understand. They had some kind of silent partnership, because he needed her practical side, and she needed his dynamism. They couldn’t perform their roles as older brother and older sister without the help of the other.

At least that was how they used to be. Until two years ago, she thought to herself.

"It’s number six, actually, and I have no regrets.“ Replied Sansa before having another bite of her favorite dessert.

Although the lemon cakes were made using her Mother’s recipe, they were not as delicious as the ones Catelyn used to bake, but they came quite close. They were special, she thought, because they were baked by her best friends without the help of magic.

"Are you enjoying your welcoming party?” Her older brother asked, looking at her with the Tully blue eyes almost all her siblings inherited, except for Arya.

"Absolutely. There’s even a ribbon with my name on it! You lot shouldn’t have bothered, but it was indeed a special surprise.“ She smiled at him, looking at the floating blue ribbon that said ‘Welcome home, Sansy Pants!’.

"The Sansy Pants part was Margaery’s idea, you know.” He said matter-of-factly, looking at the brunette witch, who was chatting with Myrcella. “I had to tone down her ideas a little because she was getting quite creative with her welcoming committee, and we didn’t have enough time before your arrival.” Robb added, laughing, and Sansa found herself smiling while imagining all the work and effort they had made

read it on the AO3 here

kyloren reblogged

starksnsa

Whispers in the Dark

by @starksnsa / siriusblaack

beta-reader: @lylanne

After two years as an exchange student at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, Sansa Stark has finally returned to Britain with the conclusion that Beauxbatons wasn’t for her. She longed for home and for her family, and she missed them with an aching heart, but the circumstances of her departure from France left her full of guilt and regret. The young witch now intends to recover the wounded relationship with her family, especially with her sister Arya Stark, whom she had always a hard time getting along with.

Jon Snow always thought himself to be an ordinary boy until he learned he was a wizard and soon boarded to a life full of discoveries and adventures in a world he never thought existed. At Hogwarts, he quickly became friends with Robb Stark, fell in love with Quidditch and faced the ugly prejudice his muggle-born status brought. But in his final year at the magical school, the young wizard will soon have to face another ground shaking truth.

This is the story of Sansa Stark and Jon Snow and how they came to be. But this is also a story of friendship, and the pain of growing up and finding your place in the world; a story of youth and resistance, of love and war. For the Wizarding World is changing, and everyone must choose a side. Because, you see, war changes everyone. Even if we win, we will all lose something.

read it on the AO3 here

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jonnsansa-deactivated20221116

Jonsa Fic Rec:

Nothing Burns Like The Cold by simonetta

When Mance Rayder decides to relive the tale of Bael the Bard by stealing Eddard Stark’s prettiest daughter, it’s his young companion, Jon, who pays the price.

The AU where Jon somehow ends up raised by Mance as a wildling and steals Sansa by accident - which of course leads to those dorks falling in love.

#jonsa #jonsa edit #jonsa fanfiction #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i look for you in everyone #character: jon snow #character: sansa stark #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: graphic #in this tag resides fanfiction

kyloren

Anonymous asked:

i was never really into the jonsa ship, but that post of yours has got me really interested... do you have any fave fics of them??

welp, we’re going old-school, lads. prepare for some of my favourite fandom throwbacks ~~well, I failed at that, I put some of the newer things on the list, too~~

CANON-VERSE:

Now You See Me: Kissed by fire, Ygritte thought to herself, just like me.
Goodbye Means Going Away (And Going Away Means Forgetting): Memory is unreliable. No one understands this better than Rickon Stark.
Take My Crown Away (Don’t Smile So Sweetly, My Love): A world where everything is easier. Except for those who love, and love too much.
Build a Ladder to the Stars: Jon abandons the Night’s Watch to join Robb’s cause. After rescuing Sansa from King’s Landing, he and Sansa find themselves in a relationship they never saw coming.
A Winter’s Tale: The War of Three Dragons comes to the Vale, bringing Jon Snow and Sansa Stark together once more.
The Winter of Our Discontent: In the end it is Jon and his men of the Night’s Watch who come to take her back to Winterfell.
tell me true (who are you): Ned Stark brought a dark-haired, grey-eyed bastard babe home and called him son. Years later, Jon Targaryen does the same.
Lift Me Like an Olive Branch and Be My Homeward Dove: She never dreams of Jon Snow but in the end he is the one that comes for her under a Targaryen banner, the might of Winterfell and the North behind him with their father’s sword on his back.
The Whispering Ghosts (Left You Out In The Cold): Winter came and brought Jon home. [this is the first Jonsa fic I ever read, boy, did it fuck me up]
A Bronze Crown: In the end there are no knights. In the end Sansa must rescue herself. Based on the prompt: he doesn’t ride to her rescue; she comes north with her granduncle and the armies of the Vale to wage war on the Boltons, save his life and teach his assassins and the Boltons a sharp lesson.
how ruthless are the gentle*: “Yes, I do.” The easiest lie he’s ever told, by far. It came so naturally, he hardly thought of it as false. “She’s easy to love.”
Tell the Ones That Need to Know (We Are Headed North)*: After years of confinement in the Red Keep with Ned prisoner in the black cells, the Dragon Queen comes. With the knowledge that Jon Snow is actually a Targaryen, she agrees to let the Starks return to Winterfell only if Jon marries one of the Stark daughters. Sansa volunteers so they can all go home. Soon she figures out being married to Jon isn’t bad, but it is complicated.
Cripples, Bastards and Broken Things*: We know no King, but the King in the North whose name is Stark.
Dragons of Red, Dragons of White*: An AU where the Battle of the Trident took place, but just between Rhaegar Targaryen and Robert Baratheon. Their duel and its outcome have ramifications that none could foresee. In the world built afterwards, dragons once again rule and roam Westeros, among them the son of a northern beauty and the king. Prince Jon and his kin, Stark and Targaryen alike, face new challenges from both without and within. Whatever the future holds, the Seven Kingdoms will learn that, whether in a coat of red or a coat of white, a dragon still has claws.
A Knight’s Watch: Jon Snow is forbidden to take the black by his father. Instead he sent to squire for a famous knight, beginning a long arduous journey that causes him to cross paths with characters he never would have. Along the way he learns truths long hidden and discovers love in the most unlikely of places.
The Conquest*: Three hundred years after Aegon the Conqueror built a new empire on the ashes of the Valyrian Freehold the known world is a place of war. The Targaryen Empire is pressed by enemies, the Seven Kingdoms war amongst themselves and forces contrive to pull them all apart.
Live Without Shame: When Catelyn’s treatment of Winterfell’s Bastard unexpectedly softens, Sansa reconsiders her relationship with Jon. But despite the revelations that ensue, Jon must and will always remain Winterfell’s Bastard and suffer its consequences.
The Tempered Kingdoms*: After years of wars, death, destruction, politics, and White Walkers, a tentative calm has returned to Westeros partially due to the rulership of King Jon and Queen Daenerys. But politics rues its head again as Stannis Baratheon demands his right to rule, while the former Queen Cersei languishes in a cell, plotting her revenge against all who live above her. Sansa Stark is forced to return to King’s Landing after being found by the rumored lovers Jaime Lannister and Brienne of Tarth.
winterbloom: “You’ve traveled a long way for a rumor.” Sansa lives at the Wall under the protection of her brother Jon Snow, but when Sandor Clegane comes looking for her, she and Jon begin to realize that she is not as safe as they once hoped.
As History Changes: Jon agrees to accompany Stannis south to the Vale and he meets a person he did not expect to meet.
hold onto your heart (you’ll keep it safe): When Sansa turns eleven her wrist burns. She excitedly unwraps the cloth guarding her skin, waiting eagerly for the name to finish forming. The dark letters stop after only three and when Sansa leans in closer she realises that she knows that name and she knows that handwriting already.
carve your heart into mine: Sansa spent many evenings sewing her wedding dress by the fire, dreaming of her husband. The gown spilled out of her hands like a silver river, burning brighter from the light of the flames. She had embroidered it with a noble husband in mind, but she wed her lowborn love in the godswood, with snowflakes falling on her veil.

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE:

Into the Darkness of the Grave: The tragic death of Eddard Stark’s cousin Lyanna brings her estranged son back to Winterfell House, the family’s old plantation home, for her funeral.
The Other Shoe: If anyone had told Sansa Stark that she would be married to Jon Snow, expecting a child with him at the age of nineteen she would have laughed at them. Not because Jon was a bad person, for he had slowly come out of his shell in the past seven years; not because she was young, her parents were married right out of Hogwarts; simply because Sansa Stark seemed to be the anthesis of a happy ending.
several sunlit days: Everyone knows you don’t date Robb Stark’s sisters unless you want to spend your days avoiding hexes and angry bludgers shot at your head. Too bad Jon’s traitorous feelings could care less.
the unexpected champion: Jon must swim to The Black Lake and retrieve something *cough* Sansa *cough* stolen from him. This task makes him realize who he should invite to the Yule Ball.
Where Did You Sleep Last Night: Sansa needs a new guitarist, Jon needs a new band, and the two of them definitely don’t need each other.
and labor till the work is done: Stark Industries is a family legacy she was hoping to avoid: Robb is a project manager, grooming to eventually be a partner, Arya is a summer intern with Bran sure to follow next year and Rickon in another three, and even Jon Snow, who is technically not family but who has been around for as long as Sansa can remember, works as an estimator. But Sansa is not who she was at sixteen or eighteen or even twenty and she’s still in the process of learning what’s truly important, like who she is, who she wants to be, and what kind of people she wants in her life.
One Of The Few Things: Jaime and Sansa spend a lot of time pining over Brienne and Jon together. Sometimes, they actually even do their jobs.
flower shaped heart*: Alayne Stone has lived her whole life in her hidden tower, forbidden by Mother to leave. But she yearns for an adventure like the ones in the songs, so when a man named Jon Snow crashes into her tower and into her life, she seizes the chance. They travel to King’s Landing where the floating lanterns shine each year on her nameday. The new world is exciting and frightening, but Jon Snow is there to guide her every step. He is not nearly as terrible as Mother said men are, though the rest of the world might be. Danger, betrayals, and lies form the steps of their journey as Alayne uncovers terrible secrets.
Crawl up to my Room: Jon left her side after a few moments of silence and she watched him leave with a quiet thought playing in her mind. He was her stepbrother for only a few hours, and she already found herself utterly fascinated and irritated with Jon Stark.
in the summer, as the lilacs bloom: “You did tech in high school,” Sansa points out. (Yeah, I did tech because you were playing the lead and I was in love with you.) Jon doesn’t tell her that, though. Of course not. Instead he agrees to spend his summer stage managing this passion project of hers, and some trace of his seventeen-year-old self has dried out his throat at the thought of three months’ constant contact with Sansa.
Down from the Mountain: Sansa flies home from college after her older brother Robb, one of the country’s hottest young pitchers, is hurt in a car accident. Robb’s best friend Jon is there to help the Stark family in any way he can.
Little Bed in the Big Woods: “I stared at him for a solid five minutes because he looked like what I imagine god would look like if god was a lumberjack.”
A Game of Stars*: When the Mad Emperor hears that the Starks are Force-sensitive, he discovers the hidden rebel base on Hoth. He sends Jon there with one order: Burn them all. But bring the Stark children to Coruscant. It’s time for the two most powerful Force bloodlines in the galaxy to merge.
I’ll Pack My Goods for the Arkansas Woods*: When Sansa’s brother goes missing, it falls to her to defend the house and the woods against the greed of the Boltons and Freys. All of this would be much easier if she could fight fire with fire, and there’s a saying in the valley: that all the Starks are a little wild, and all the Targaryens are a little mad. Her cousin Jon just happens to be both.
In the Face of Death: On a long list of things Jon never expected, Sansa came top.
United States of Irreversible Oblivion: With the government losing its fight at the northern border, Sansa’s only hope is that one of its soldiers, Office Jon Snow, will return for her and save her from the horrors of a collapsing society.
remember me love when i’m reborn: ‘Longest Night’ has biggest night in hollywood history. “Joffrey wanted someone to make him famous, and as soon as Sansa wrote a movie for him that did just that, he left her in the dirt.”
Hear the Wolf*: The Starks are in Hogwarts. Sansa has to learn to stand up to her ex-boyfriend and Jon has to learn to face his past. They’re determined to do it alone. Will they ever admit they’re stronger together?
Somewhere in the Winter Woods*: Lost on her way to her grandmother’s cabin in the winter woods after running away from home, beautiful young Sansa thinks she’s run into trouble when she crosses a white wolf in the forest. Instead of harming her, the animal guides her to his master, a handsome warrior named Jon who lives in solitude and clothes himself in black.

* marks the ongoing stories.

#jonsa #jonsa fanfiction #jon x sansa #sansa stark #jon snow #game of thrones #*#anonymous #ask box #in this tag resides fanfiction

kyloren reblogged

thelegendofclarke

Jon/Sansa Aesthetics ❖ Christmas Au’s (Multi-Chapter/Series)

Cover of Darkness by QuietCuppa ● A Kiss Softer Than Snowflake by jetblacklilac ● Blizzard of Love by chocolateghost ● baby, it’s cold outside (anthology) by multiple authors ● Please Have Snow and Mistletoe by @kitten1618x ● Be My Cup of Cheer by @vivilove-jonsa ● Jingle…Jingle…Jingle by @amymel86 ● Snow by @justadram ● The Best Part of Waking Up by @jillypups ● Drive by @maybetwice ● google search: vacation spots by crownuponherhead ● All I Want for Christmas is You by saturdaychild29 ● What Happens On Holiday Stays… There? by @jonsasnow ● When The Snows Fall and The White Winds Blow by @oberynmartell

MERRY CHRISTMAS YA FILTHY ANIMALS! AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!

#jonsa #jonsa edit #jonsa fanfiction #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i missed you before i ever met you #character: jon snow #character: sansa stark #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: au #asoiaf: graphic #in this tag resides fanfiction #i’ll be back when you least expect it: next xmas!

kyloren reblogged

jonsa-creatives

missfaber

call my name, held the sound

{ a jonsa catfish coffeeshop au : @jonsa-week day 6 : modern }

“Excuse me.” He’s seen her, noticed her fire-warm hair and her sky-blue eyes and her fingernails, perfect pink ovals, wrapped around a well-loved copy of Jane Eyre. Seen the iced lattes she’s fond of ordering, even on the more brisk spring mornings. Noticed how she leaves at 7:50 every day. But he’s never heard her voice, surely never heard it directed at him, and it’s lovelier than he could have imagined. “This is going to sound weird…” Her hands retreating into the sleeves of her knit sweater, pink nails digging into the soft flesh of her palm. The bright spots on her cheeks. Her eyes refusing to look at him. “Is your name Harry Hardyng?”

When the gorgeous redhead in the coffee shop calls him by another name, Jon Snow learns that someone’s been using his pictures to trick her into a false online relationship. He becomes determined to help Sansa find the true identity of her so called “boyfriend”. Not because he’s hoping to expose this shithead and ruin any semblance of a relationship between them. Not because he wants to be her boyfriend himself.

Because it’s the right thing to do.

#jonsa #jonsa edit #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i missed you before i ever met you #character: jon snow #character: sansa stark #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: au #sw: graphic #jonsa fanfiction #in this tag resides fanfiction

kyloren reblogged

riahchan

thewolfbit

A Game of Stars

Jonsa • Star Wars AU

Read: here (Tumblr) or here (AO3)!

Sansa Stark may not be Force-sensitive, but having one of the most powerful Force lineages in the galaxy makes for a charmed life. Growing up on Alderaan, Sansa has little to worry about besides her sister’s pranks, the quick temper of her fiancé Joffrey, and the growing rumors of a rebellion against the Targaryen Empire.

That all ends when Ned Stark, one of the Empire’s most trusted lords, is revealed to be a rebel himself. House Stark is stripped of its lands and power and Ned is taken to Coruscant as a hostage, while the rest of the once-great family is banished from the Core Worlds. Sansa is horrified to be leaving her home in disgrace, but her family isn’t done with the rebellion. There’s another secret Ned Stark has been keeping to protect his children from becoming weapons of the Empire: the Stark children are, in fact, Force-sensitive.

Sansa finds herself living on the frozen wasteland of Hoth, a planet devoid of life except for fearsome creatures like tauntauns, direwolves, and underground rebels. All she wants is to be back in Alderaan, not helping the rebel army and training to use the Force—no matter how much she loves the Jedi knights from old songs. But while her siblings have their own Force gifts, none of them can manipulate the thoughts of others as well as Sansa, making her invaluable to the rebels.

Jon Targaryen is more than just the Mad Emperor’s grandson being groomed to take the Kyber Throne: he’s an imperial general who uses the Force to command Rhaegal, one of the galaxy’s three legendary dragon-class starships. Fearsome in combat, there are whispers that he wields his red lightsaber like a flaming sword as he leads his elite stormtrooper unit Blizzard Force into battle. Jon, a bastard, was never meant to rule until his siblings were killed by rebels. After their deaths, Jon wants nothing more than to end the rebellion once and for all.

It’s a small galaxy, and secrets don’t stay hidden for long. When the Mad Emperor’s little birds tell him that the Starks are Force-sensitive, he tracks them down, discovering the hidden rebel base on Hoth. He sends Jon and Blizzard Force there with one order: Burn them all. But bring the Stark children to Coruscant.

It’s time for the two most powerful Force bloodlines in the galaxy to merge.

kyloren reblogged

therestofyourstory

Anonymous asked:

Second to last Royal AU with Jon pretending to not be royalty in college. Jon/Sansa

therestofyourstory answered:

full prompt: “i’m a prince/ss from a small country nobody’s heard of and i’m in college pretending not to be royal and you’re another student who’s always calling me out on my bs”

modern au, 2785 words, title is from “litany in which certain things are crossed out” by richard siken. tw for implied past abuse and baelish being his usual creepy self.

build me a city and call itjerusalem

She had a smile that remindedhim of the scheming aristocrats back home in Valyria, false andbrittle, picture-perfect and hollow. He noticed her curtain offlame-red hair the moment he first walked into his International Lawclass at King’s Landing, oldest and most prestigious of Westerosuniversities, but seeing her smile like that at Joffrey Baratheonmade him resolve to put her out of his mind. He had pursued highereducation abroad precisely to distance himself from court intrigueand people like her. Sansa Stark was beautiful— and bad news forthe boy who would someday be Jaelon Targaryen, the first of his name,King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of theDragon Kingdom, and Protector of the Realm.

Ofcourse, right now,asfar as the Westerosi were concerned, hewas just a bumbling fresh-faced transferee going by the name of JonSnow.

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#jonsa #jonsa fanfiction #jonsa edit #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #snow and stone: i missed you before i ever met you #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: au #in this tag resides fanfiction #should i stay or should i queue

kyloren reblogged

vivilove-jonsa

missfaber

it was a stained glass variation of the truth

{ a jonsa fake dating holiday fic : @jonsa-week day one : past, present, future }

They were, now they aren’t. But for the sake of their family, they pretend.

(Or, the one where Jon and Sansa pretend to still be together so as not to ruin Thanksgiving dinner.)

kyloren reblogged

kccdc

missfaber

anchor up to me, love

{ jonsa 1950s deep sea voyage au : @jonsa-week day 2 : tropes }

“Do you think we’ll ever find her, Jon?” “I have faith in your abilities, Doctor Stark.”

Sansa Stark finds herself at the culmination of her hard won career when she is granted a deep sea mission by the Smithsonian Institute to search and capture a giant squid. Determined to prove herself in her male-saturated field, Sansa is prepared for anything—except sharing such small quarters of the submarine with the handsome, kind Professor Snow, for months on end, when she is engaged to another…

kyloren reblogged

jonxsansadaily

“Bran sends her a raven and her world stops. He is coming home, and it’s been so long, almost too long and yet she still feels her heart flutter. Three times has his name day gone by, because yes she remembers the date as if they were still children, and she thinks about sending him something, anything , but nothing ever comes to mind. What does one say when they remain unforgiven by the one they love the most? She has nothing left to say to him, so she never does.”

A POST SEASON EIGHT FIC where Jon comes back home.

- shake off all of your sins by sansaravenclaw.

#jonsa #jonsa edit #jonsa fanfiction #otp: in my boundless world i feel both deathless and dead cold #otp: the subtle grace of gravity; the heavy weight of stone #character: jon snow #character: sansa stark #pairing: jon x sansa #tv: game of thrones #asoiaf: graphic #in this tag resides fanfiction #should i stay or should i queue

kyloren reblogged

vivilove-jonsa

Be My +1

Seven months after she attended a wedding with her brother’s work colleague (and gave him a tipsy, unrequited kiss when he walked her to the door), Sansa Stark finds herself in the unenviable situation of desperately needing a date for her prep school reunion at a ski resort which will also be attended by her ex-boyfriend/boss’s son, Harry Hardyng and her Former-BFF/Frenemy, Margaery Tyrell.

@jonsa-week Day 2 Prompt-Tropes

A little old Fake/Pretend Relationship ditty, this will be a multi-chapter. A snippet below. A gift for @lunakittymoonbeam Thanks to @mynameisnoneya1991 for the beautiful poster :)

******

Sansa drew a deep breath. It was time. Woman up or wimp out. She scrolled through her contacts. Alphabetized by last name, he was right above Arya. She’d chosen his work number because a) she didn’t have his cell number and b) she figured he was more likely to answer unrecognized numbers on that line.

Fingers crossed. If I’m forced to leave a voice mail, it’ll be the most awkward voice mail ever. Or I’ll just hang up.

Three rings in and she didn’t think her heart could pound any harder. Her palms were sweaty and she doubted her closed up stomach could hold a tic-tac right now.

Hang up! Hang up!

But she didn’t hang up. The ringing had stopped. He’d picked up.

A cough and then she heard that deep, husky voice she could still recall all too well seven months later as he answered, “Jon Snow.”

“Hi, Jon. It’s Sansa Stark…Robb’s sister. Do you remember me?”

The woman who went to your boss’s wedding with you last minute in May? The one who taught you the Cha-Cha? And then got tipsy and flirty and wound up kissing you goodnight when you were just politely walking her to her door?

Sansa cringed at the memory and then cringed harder as she waited for a response. Time seemed to have slowed to a snail’s pace.

Gods, does he not even remember me?!

The yawning pit of deathly silence ended as he abruptly cleared his throat. “Hey! Of course, I remember you, Sansa! It’s, uh…good to hear from you!” He sounded more than a little panicked. Not a good sign. “How’ve you been?”

“I’m good, thanks. I’m calling because I was…” Shit. She was the one panicking now. Or again. Something. She’d worked up the nerve to call and now she was completely blanking on the follow-through.

Why had she called again?

The reunion!

Right.

“Sansa? Are you there?”

I could pretend I lost the signal.

And then what?!

“Sorry. I’m here, Jon. I was calling because I need a favor. I guess it’s a bit of a quid pro quo sort of thing.” He was a lawyer. Maybe he’d find the Latin impressive or charming or…fuck my life.

“Oh! Well, I’d be happy to help you out if…”

“It’s a big favor.”

“Oh…oh-kaaaay. What kind of favor?”

Shit.

Read the rest on ao3.

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greengableslover

Fanfic Appreciation:

A Winter’s Tale by @justadram

They say he is Targaryen, but the world goes silent around her as she stands here on the edge of the field, and she knows him for what he is. Solemn, lean, strong, dark haired, and grey eyed, Jon is unquestionably a Stark, more so than herself with her Tully red hair and blue eyes. The crowd parts for him as if he is a sword slicing through water, as he strides towards her, and she no longer feels the bite of winter, throwing back her hood so that she might see him better. He is bloody. Bloody but seemingly unharmed, she thinks, as he comes closer, for there is no catch in his step, no slump to his shoulders.

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‘SOMEWHERE IN THE WINTER WOODS’, Chapter One

Summary: Lost on her way to her grandmother’s cabin in the winter woods after running away from home, beautiful young Sansa thinks she’s run into trouble when she crosses a white wolf in the forest. Instead of harming her, the animal guides her to his master, a handsome warrior named Jon who lives in solitude and clothes himself in black. After much persuasion, he begrudgingly agrees to take her to her granny’s, so long as she never bother him again and promises to keep the local townspeople from hunting after his wolf. But snows fall heavily on the mountains as days go by and evil lurks behind frozen trees, making this no easy feat. [insp]

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S O M E W H E R E I N T H E W I N T E R W O O D S | Chapter Nine

Red Riding Hood AU: Lost on her way to her grandmother’s cabin in the winter woods after running away from home, beautiful young Sansa thinks she’s run into trouble when she crosses a white wolf in the forest. Instead of harming her, the animal guides her to his master, a handsome warrior named Jon who lives in solitude and clothes himself in black.

After much persuasion, he begrudgingly agrees to take her to her granny’s, so long as she never bother him again and promises to keep the local townspeople from hunting after his wolf. But snows fall heavily on the mountains as days go by and evil lurks behind frozen trees, making this no easy feat.

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By the time she wakes, the fire has put itself out, all embers and dust. The room is filled with a heavy smell of smoke, the darkness of the night sky peering in through the window.

She doesn’t know how they long they slept for, doesn’t want to think of the advantage Ramsay could now have on them. What if he’s close, nearby? What if he’s waiting?

It’s a dreadful thought, terrifying really - one she feels the chill of throughout her whole body, shivers up her arms as she pulls the cloak tighter. Jon is warmer now, thankfully more so than he had been before. His skin is rosier, still pale, but at least his complexion has returned back to its usual shade of snow white.

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