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@thelegendofclarke / thelegendofclarke.tumblr.com

Mere. She/Her. Multifandom. House Stark Loyalist™. Salty winter adult and permanently exhausted pigeon. Known for my viciousness, continuous bullshit, two-faced fuckery, and desperation to maintain my BNF/Meta Queen status.
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Anonymous asked:

Is book Jon as good looking as Kit ?

Hi there!

No he isn't.

He has the Stark look. A long Stern face. He looks like Ned. Everyone comments on that.

Cat was disappointed when she first met Ned although she later came to love his face.

So Jon can't have been a stunner even before Orell scratched his face so hard that he almost lost an eye.

All the comments on his good looks are the show.

Thanks for the ask! (something of a respite really with all the crazy anons in my inbox)

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i’m telling y’all, Wall Hot™... it’s a Thing!

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“There are gods, she told herself, and there are true knights too. All the stories can’t be lies.”

Sansa Stark (Sansa IV, ACoK)

Two of the most pervasive themes/motifs in Sansa’s narrative are “stories” and “lies.” And so far in the series, they have been tied together in such a cruel and tragic way. Sansa has been told time and time again that she’s a stupid girl; that she is naive and silly and shallow and wrong. She’s been told she needs to learn that “life is not a song.” That she is only lying to herself and that instead she needs to learn to lie to others.

She has been told she was wrong and silly to see the good in others, to have dreams, to want good things for herself, to believe she can have a happy ending, to want things to be beautiful like in the songs, to want to be loved. Truly that is what Sansa is being punished for: for wanting to be loved and give love in return.

She’s been told this so many times; so much so that she has come around to believing it for herself (“Is it all lies, forever and ever, everyone and everything?”) (But a voice inside her whispered, “There are no heroes, in life the monsters win.”) (”No one will ever marry me for love… They only want me for my claim.”) But in the end, it’s the biggest lie of all. It’s a lie she has been told to hurt her, to manipulate her, to make her loose hope, to control her, to break her down. And I hope that by the end of the series, Martin will use Sansa to expose this lie for what it is and prove it wrong.

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Jon/Sansa- Tarzan Au

I was in the air! And then, I was all surrounded!
And, Daddy! They took my boot!
And I was SAVED. I was saved by a flying, wild man in a loincloth.

Approximately 100 years ago I promised @manbunjon I would make her a Jon/Sansa Tarzan Au, and because I am The Worst I am just now finishing it. Here you go love, I am glad you are feeling better!

Also dedicated to @thefairfleming and her Wild Sansa Crack Au!

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Jon/Sansa- Meet Me in St. Louis

Through the years we all will be together If the fates allow So hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on, our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yuletide gay

A Jon/Sansa Meet Me in St. Louis Christmas Au based on @ladysaruka‘s lovely fic, Meet Me in Wintertown! Made for @jonxsansafanfiction‘s Winter Challenge

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The Holiday Au Part 1- Jon/Sansa (Part 2)

Ficlet written by the one and only @labonsoirfemme. Made for @gameofshipschallenges Countdown to Wintertown.

Margaery Tyrell (2:37 AM): So, Sansa – the girl whose house I’m staying at? She flew into LAX yesterday. She insisted on taking an Uber to the condo, ugh. Anyway, she just broke up with her bf too, and she’s a YA romance writer from the English countryside, so it’s basically a recipe for hermitude. Plz check on her and make her at least leave the house for coffee.

Jon already helped his temporary neighbor haul her bags up the stairs to Marge’s door the night before, but Marge’s text is the perfect excuse to go back and see how she’s settling in. Sansa’s not quite the shrinking violet Marge painted her as – at least, not after several afternoons working in tandem with her at the coffeehouse on the corner.  Over tea and dark-roast coffee, she plugs her way through her modern twist on the Rapunzel fairy tale while Jon sketches out some lyrics for the Night’s Watch’s next album.  When she comes to see them do a Christmas gig at the Wall, she wears this golden smokey eye makeup that makes him weak in the knees even before he buys her a drink, for which she pays him back with a kiss that tastes like gin and strawberry-flavored lip gloss. And after she finishes the first draft of the book – no, you may not read it! It’s terrible, honestly horrid, Jon. – he treats her to a round of good ol’ Los Angeles ice skating under palm trees wrapped in Christmas lights.

She’s proper and beautiful and thoroughly English even when she’s naked in his bed, pale skin flushed rosy pink because of what he’s doing between her legs, and Jon thinks that Marge disappearing to “bumfuck nowhere south England” is the best thing to ever happen to him.

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The Holiday Au Part 2- Robb/Margaery (Part 1).

Ficlet written by the one and only @labonsoirfemme. Made for @gameofshipschallenges Countdown to Wintertown.

Call Robb (my big brother) up in the main house if you need anything! ♥ Sansa.

Sansa fails to mention that her brother is attractive as hell. After the Joffrey debacle, this is supposed to be a nice, simple vacation over the winter holidays, and Margaery specifically chose the middle of nowhere in England for the precise reason that, for once, she doesn’t want to be around anyone at all. Asking Robb to drive her into town for groceries turns into him inviting her over to dinner at the main house and her getting the whole Stark Family Background. Sansa is long divorced, Robb is not-quite-so-long widowed, and Arya is having an affair with the family mechanic. But then dinner leads into Margaery suddenly spending her days riding shotgun with Robb in his actually-practical Land Rover while he checks on the cows and the boundary fences, and then a trip into London for a day of post-Christmas shopping and a night of magnificent sex at a swanky hotel.

Back at the Stark estate, she pulls out his French press to make herself coffee, rolling her eyes at how Robb says she’s so American. She should start thinking about packing for her return to the States, but she doesn’t want to – not yet.

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“Okay, well, go on, Sansa, open your present,” Jon says after he swallows, heat flooding him from the rich flavor, and from something else, maybe. Maybe.
“Hmm,” she says, setting her mug down between her and the gift, and then she bites her lip. Sansa plucks the shiny foil bow from the present, and it is so cheap that the crappy adhesive doesn’t even rip the wrapping paper. She leans over and presses the bow to his chest, her fingertips a drift down his sweater before she straightens. “You’re my present this year.”

Santa (aka @jillypups) came early this year and brought us a fic based on the Folgers “Home for the Holidays” Commercial. And it’s the only gift you’ll ever need! Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanza/Winter Solstice everyone!🎄🎁

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Jon/Sansa- Holiday Instagram Au

When they arrive home from the Stark’s annual Christmas Day bash, Sansa collapses onto the couch with a loud sigh. She loves Christmas, really she does, but by the end of December she is very ready for it to be over. 
“That much holiday spirit,” she says as she pulls off her boots, “cannot be good for a person.” 
She can hear Jon chuckle as her pulls the door shut behind them. “Oh come on San, Robert’s Santa gets more and more convincing with every glass of eggnog though!”
Sansa flops over with another dramatic groan, “I am just glad it’s over, I will need at least another year to prepare.”
“Oh I don’t think it’s over quite yet.” Jon says, as he walks into the living room where Sansa is laid out on the couch. The lights in the room are dim but Jon goes over to turn on the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree.
Sansa throws him a weary look that could have been a glare if she had the energy. “What could possibly be left to do?”
“I think you might have forgotten one more present,” Jon says as he straightens up, “over here by the tree.”
Confused, Sansa glances over but all she sees under their Christmas tree are empty boxes, they opened gifts just the two of them last night. She turns to ask Jon what he’s about when out of the corner of her eye, she see’s it. A small, but unmistakeable sparkle reflecting off the lights on the tree, and Sansa feels her breath catch in her throat. 

A modern Jon/Sansa Christmas Au made for @jonxsansafanfiction‘s Winter Challenge!

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Jon/Sansa- Downton Abbey Au 

Jon: Is your life proving satisfactory, apart from the “Great Matter,” of course?
Sansa: Women like me don’t have a life. We choose clothes, and pay calls, and work for charity, and do the season. But, really, we’re stuck in a waiting room, until we marry.
Jon: I’ve made you angry.
Sansa: My life makes me angry, not you.

For @themiddleliddle, who prompted Mary/Matthew from Downton Abbey for the JonxSansa Couple’s Remix on LJ.

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Jon/Sansa- Practical Magic Au

Amas Veritas
He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorite song. His best friend will be a wolf. He can flip pancakes in the air. He’ll be marvelously kind. And his favorite shape will be a star. And he’ll have grey eyes and black hair.
The guy I dreamed of doesn’t exist. And if he doesn’t exist, I’ll never die of a broken heart.
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Jon/Sansa- Paranormal Investigators Au

Old perfumes wander back from fields of clover Seen in the light of suns that longs have set. Beloved ones, whose earthly toil is over, Draw near, as if they lived among us yet. Old voices call me, through the dusk returning; I hear the echoes of departed feet. (x)
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Jon/Sansa- Sleepy Hollow Au 🎃

The curse of the headless horseman is the legacy of the small town of Sleepy Hollow. Spearheaded by the eager younger Constable Jon Snow and his new world ways into the quagmire of secrets and murder, secrets once laid to rest, best forgotten are reawakened. And he too is holding a dark secret of a past once gone. But when Sansa Stark, daughter of Lord Stark the richest man in Sleepy Hollow, comes to his aid, that is when everything changes.
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