#sansan vibes

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Ok but what if

What if Ghost was a knight (again) and then there's a spoiled, presumptuous lady who's bored (again)

She's the kind of princess who was dearly loved because she was a girl. No one knows why, because everyone knows girls are a liability. But she has been treasured and sheltered all her life, she always got everything she wanted, and now she's stupid enough to fall for Simon who has lived a life full of war and torment and who is not the kind of stray dog you would want to feed.

Our poor lady doesn't know she's playing with fire when she's toying with her father's (Price?) most loyal soldier: a brooding, tall, broad man who got his knighthood after this campaign or that. This outlander, Simon, catches her attention because he rarely speaks and never smiles, but makes her smallclothes wet because he has an ill look about him: a broken nose and a thin lipped, downturned mouth. This sir is looking everyone from under his brow like they're mere children in his eyes. The only time she's heard him speak is when he's barking orders in the courtyard.

She teases and teases and teases him: flirting every chance she can get, giving him soft brushes that barely remain within the bounds of propriety. She bestows heated stares that linger a little too long, she licks and parts her lips when they walk past each other in the cold, dimly lit corridors of the castle. He never returns any of her flirts.

Except the stares.

She can feel his eyes on her even when she's not looking. That coal-like stare is fixed on her wherever she goes: it's hot and cold at the same time, like embers that are kindling under long-forgotten ashes.

He's interested… But only in a way that a hungry, beaten, suspicious dog is interested when it's staring at a meaty bone, trying to decode if it's a treat or a trap.

He finally has enough one day when she dares to smile at him: softly, knowingly, like a whore in a tavern.

The gauntlet closes around her neck like an iron collar. She can smell the horses and the sweat and the dirty leather as the man she has dreamed of seizes her and pushes her back against a wall.

"Is this what you want? Hm?"

She finally hears him speak: dark, gravelly, and borderline exhausted from all the games she plays. Were he to hold her a little more tightly, she would call it a choke, a soft and slow strangling. The intensity is enough to make her heart flutter and her stare escape somewhere to the grey stone wall. There's no way she can meet that heated stare, now filled with flames and lust.

The knight she used to fantasize about is about to snap. The stoic, cold man is about to lose control at any given moment, and she's about to lose her maidenhood along with that shattered self-control.

He presses his whole body against her: leather and steel and hardened muscle, all that rough, well fed, thick flesh forged in countless battles is pressed against her frame like she is nothing but a flower. Her woolen dress is a poor shield against all the hard ridges of his armour, the pommel of his sword digs into her side painfully, but she pays it no mind. There's something equally as hard and demanding pressed against the apex between her legs. She's forced to rise to her toes from the way he drives his swollen cock up her cunt, and even if there's layers and layers of clothing between them, she can feel the heat of him.

"'S not a good idea to tease a starved dog," he snarls while watching her lose her confidence. All of it, because it was only ever a charade. A silly daydream of a silly young woman, just an attempt to distract herself, a pastime game that happened to turn into a dangerous obsession.

And he growls. He actually growls like a hound when she's suddenly so weak she can't even provide him with an answer. It's a dark rumble that meets her chest, a hot, slow breath that passes across her frightened skin. She feels like floating: his cock raises her from the ground as he tries to fuck into her through their clothes. The ironclad hand has never even seen mercy as it turns her head to the side for him to have a good sniff of her neck and hair.

"Sir," her lips tremble; her whole jaw is making it clear that she's about to cry soon. There's not enough stones on the wall for her to count if he decides to take her here. "Simon…? Please, sir. I'm a virgin…"

#cw: dark content #meeting on the turret stairs but with more dubcon #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #knight!ghost #medieval au #sansan vibes

[dr3adlady]

Excerpt from my fic "Wolfswood"; Sandor climbs a tower to meet Sansa in her room [Sansa pov]

His grey Stark cloak was dancing in the wind like a proud banner. He looked up at her and rasped lowly, “Hush, girl, you want to rouse the whole castle?!”

“You might just fall!”

“I won’t. You go inside and wait if you can’t bear to look.”

She couldn’t. She climbed off the window and paced the room, her heart beating madly. She was worried sick, but strangely, there was still a certain appeal to what he was doing for her. It was like a song and thinking about it made her blood run faster. When he finally stepped into the room and closed the window, she rushed to his side.

#asoiaf #sansa stark #sandor clegane #post canon #song of ice and fire #wolfswood #my fic #winter #winter vibes #maiden in the tower #sort of #love #sansan

[badwolfh]

the lady bird & the gravedigger: a sansan fanmix.

As the boy's lips touched her own she found herself thinking of another kiss. She could still remember how it felt, when his cruel mouth pressed down on her own. He had come to Sansa in the darkness as green fire filled the sky. He took a song and a kiss, and left me nothing but a bloody cloak.

listen

#sansan #fanmix #sansa stark #sandor clegane #gotedit #asoiafedit #celtic vibes #i miss reading asoiaf #pls george hurry up #*

[i-am-sassy-rogue]

It’s not even analysis or any of sort but... what kind of reason to dislike female characters is to point out they are “actually” ugly?

It happens frequently in both Elia Martell and Sansa Stark discourse written by antis as somewhat an evidence for them not being important, good people or some mix of that. 

MCU Scarlet Witch portrayal by Elizabeth Olsen is critized (among many others) of whitewashing (correctly) and... for actress being not pretty enough. Or, to quote my “fave”: having fuckin’ nasty face of r*tard (wow, congrats on ableism)

 In top ten what is annoying about Elsa number 11 is her being ugly. To make matter worse, actually real problem when she almost killed her sister when she was an adult (strike her with her powers and then threw out of palace without any further thought) is on place 21.

Few people on Witcher wikia pointing out that Yennefer can’t be good fit for Geralt (book, game and show wise) because without magic she would be really horryfying to look at...?

Katniss is, indeed, strong fighter, complicated character and et cetera, but for certain Reddit discussion she can’t be called best female character of decade because she’s “far from pretty”.

Frost from Mortal Kombat 11 is written to be hate sink of sort (yes, I do like her, but that’s not the point): betrayed her master (beloved by fandom Subzero) for power, is incredibly arrogant and self-centered. But most common criticism? You guessed it.

Yue from ATLA among being called annoying, useless and weak, huge part of antis bring in her looks as another “flaw”.

Before writing “ooh, everyone has different beauty ideal, what do you expect?” - that’s not my point. Even if all these characters above were atrocious in looks, what kind of reason to dislike the character is that.

And if you feel urge to point that Katniss/ Yen/ MCU Scarlet Witch/ Frost/ any of the ladies are awful no matter their looks, that isn’t point of this post.

Also, yes, male characters are not immune to this, althought it’s certainly goes far more often about them being “not masculine enough”. Just scroll through Samwell Tarly criticism. And then compare it to S@ndor Cl3gane/T^rion L@nnister criticism AND defence against said criticism.

#Sansa Stark #Sansa Stark defence squad #Elia Martell #Elia Martell defence squad #Yennefer #Yennefer defence squad #Princess Yue #Katniss Everdeen #Frost #Samwell Tarly #Elsa #Frozen #Pro Scarlet Witch #Scarlet Witch #pro mcu #not exactly but that's the vibe #Elia Martell deserved better #anti the hound #anti sandor clegane #anti sansan #anti sanrion #not mentioned but more for blacklisting reasons #anti tyrion lannister #just thinking it's not an analysis or anything like that #only observations

[sansasta-rk]

an overgrown pup with neither bark nor bite. indentation of caps under a furred flap with nothing protruding yet from rounded edges. a condition that could not pierce flesh— not brawn enough to break bone. that vulnerable palpability didn’t go unnoticed by those lacking the foundation to molded into anything but monsters of affliction. terribly mangled auras lurking in the shadow of chaos and tragedy, thirsty for an opportune moment ; a hole in the armor large for their grasp to fit through, a death grip for anything within reach. collecting a debt believed owe ; as if the world owe anyone, anything.

she’s grazed that intrepid touch— and it cinched around the scruff of her neck. ripping her away from one reality to the next ; horror, after horror. a cycle of nightmares in which she is constantly waking up to new waves of terror not felt before. things she could not read in stories or hear in songs, a subject of malicious dream meant to only be experienced, or warned. if the world continuing around her were not a refreshing reminder, she’d believe that her soul had already slipped into the seven hells— that she was waking up to them, one by one.

a mind goes haywire when screaming— there are no rails available to train of thought, no trains at all. instead it is a wildfire in which a gamble ensues— where the flame will bear either death or rebirth. a pup with lungs freshly drained of water dunked back into the pool yet again, baptized in a newfound trauma. cerulean hues open to a new world ; each one darker— and a bit more lonelier than the last.

even in these moments, where she could not hear herself think over the adrenaline that possessed her form from head to toe. dominating vein by vein. where she could not feel her body despite the thrashing of limbs. when she had crept so close to the edge of life, almost allowed a peek into the abyss that encapsulated a dark— uninformed journey ; she never wished for death. and time after time, the mother granted her mercy ; a wilting rose pitied.

blood spat out of the man’s body— onto her, the whole of him dangling from the hilt of a longsword. identity of the wielder hidden by silhouette. illusion of light only furthering her distant mind. she wondered if she had slipped into that unfamiliar region, if the reaper had granted her passage so quickly that it brought an immediate halt to violation. that it vacated her spirit from her body— allowed her soul peace, not [ making her look. ]

a query immediately sated ; knowing that burned face would not have followed her there to that place of no return. she knew he would not die— so she could not have. scooped up by calloused brawn and carried away from what the shattered had believed to be a final resting place. cheated death ; with the knight of uncertainty.

#lupusrubei * writing! #mini drabble? #original art #sansan #got rp #still have no idk what to tag yet #i know the arT IS Giving blackwater bay vibes bUT THIS IS WHERE THE MUSE WENT OK #game of thrones rp #sansa stark #sandor clegane #the hound

[bellaslittlebitch]

I’m incurable if i see a toxic ship i can’t fucking help myself it literally never works out but boi is Sansa and The Hound hitting

#sansa x sandor #game of thrones #sansan #the vibes are immaculate

[zevuffie]

I know it's warmer where you are

And it's safer by your side

But right now I can't be what you want

Just give it time

And if you and I

Can make it through the night

And if you and I

Can keep our love alive, we'll fight

We can meet in the middle

Bodies and souls collide

Dance in the moonlight

Where all the stars align

Oh you and I, oh you and I, oh

Well it's cold when we're apart

And I hate to feel this die

But you can't give me what I want

Just give it time

And if you and I

Can make it through the night

And if you and I

Can keep our love alive, we'll fight

We can meet in the middle

Bodies and souls collide

Dance in the moonlight

Where all the stars align

Oh you and I, oh you and I, oh

But for now we stay so far

'Til our lonely limbs connect

I can't keep you in these arms

So I'll keep you in my mind

But for now we stay so far

'Til our lonely limbs connect

I can't keep you in these arms

So I'll keep you in my mind

Can we meet in the middle

Bodies and souls collide

Dance in the moonlight

Where all the stars align

Oh you and I, oh you and I, oh

#sansan #pvris #one of my favorite artists ever #do you FEEL the sansan vibes over here??! #Spotify

[solomiaumiau]

reading the same book series over and over across a ten year span makes me very aware of how i have changed in my relationship with the story and the characters. like, back when i first read asoiaf in 2014 (i was 16) i liked sansa and sandor as a romantic pairing. it made sense to me and i liked the ship dynamic. it stayed like that for the next couple of rereads, and tbh, that's how i first got into the fandom. guess there's some sort of sansan-shipper-to-euron-apologist pipeline lol. anyway, earlier this year when i reread the books after 4-5 years, i realized that ship did not make much sense to me anymore. now i am closer to sandor's age than to sansa's and it's just too fucking weird. there's beautiful fanwork out there for it tho!! enjoy it! if it ends up as a canon pairing then fine, there are weirder, worse things in those books. but i just wanted to say that i'd still like sansa to have a nice happy marriage, and i much prefer the idea of her with someone closer to her age, even harry hardyng. he is kind of a jerk but i liked the vibe i got from sansa's twow sample chapter. it was funny idk.

#is this an unpopular opinion? #if any sansan shippers read this please don't hate me i understand what you see in the ship... it's just not for me anymore #sansa stark #asoiaf #asoiaf reread

[supernovadragoncat]

SDC's Tales from the SanSan Crypt

Looking for some spooky SanSan reads this Halloween?

Below are some selections from my crypt of SanSan delights sure to get your blood pumping and send those goosebumps prickling across your skin.

Happy Halloween! 🖤

Badlands Howl (Complete)

On a gray Halloween day, Sansa travels alone across South Dakota and finds herself inexplicably drawn to the Badlands for what was supposed to be a brief stop. A park ranger tells her a tale befitting All Hallows’ Eve about the Badlands rider—a restless spirit who haunts the land astride his black horse, his face half-burned from hellfire and his unearthly howl famed for the misfortune it brings.

Despite the frightening tale, Sansa finds herself enchanted and, amongst the Badlands’s haunting austerity and bewitching wonder, she encounters the Badlands rider and far more than she ever could have bargained for.

Spooky, sexy, sad, sweet, and spiritual. 

Ride (Complete)

Sansa and Sandor each have their reason for buying a one-way ticket out of town. As an early autumn storm brews, they find themselves alone together on an abandoned train platform with more in common than one might think.

But there's something strange about the train that rolls into the station and their journey comes with a dire warning--if they get on the train, they won't be getting off, at least not in this life. Then again, sometimes you have to get on to get off...

Midnight (Complete)

Into every generation a slayer is born, a chosen one.

That’s what the legend said. Sansa had heard it all before. What did the legend say about watchers then? Not much because it didn’t have to be spoken. Everyone just knew.

A slayer should never get involved with her watcher and certainly never fall for him.

A SanSan/Buffy The Vampire Slayer AU.

Origins (Complete)

No one asks to be chosen. No one seeks it out.

Home from war, Sandor Clegane wants nothing to do with the horrors he faced, least of all the black-eyed monsters that nearly took his life. He calls them demons. Others call them vampires. It doesn’t matter because he’s haunted by dreams he just can’t shake. In them, a red-haired girl fights the fiends alone.

Now letters are showing up at his door from a mysterious entity called the Watchers Council. They have a message for him—he has a calling and so does the girl in his dreams. Neither knows it, but they’ll soon find out…

…the origins of a slayer and her watcher.

A continuation of Slay—a Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU SanSan series.

Spellbound (Ongoing)

Brooklyn born and bred, NYPD homicide detective Sandor Clegane often joked that the only way he’d ever leave New York was in a body bag. His chief calls his bluff and details Sandor to some no-name town in Vermont. They need his no-bullshit approach to detective work. The real reason? He’s burnt-out, jaded, and surly.

His chief said the change of pace would do him good, but forgot to mention this sleepy town has a strange vibe. It also has Sansa Stark—hometown sweetheart and psychic who owns the metaphysical shop. Sandor doesn’t believe in that shit. What he does believe in—she has legs for days and an ass to match.

Only problem? She’s enlisted to help on a cold case. His cold case. Sandor doesn’t work well with others, least of all psychics and certainly not the most gorgeous girl in town who surely bewitched him because why else is it suddenly so hard to focus?

Opposites attract with a heavy dose of sexual tension, small town shenanigans, dirty-talking Sandor, witchy woman Sansa, sassy but well-meaning Arya, and mystical matriarch Catelyn who really thinks Sansa should go easy on the new guy in town.

Sexy. Funny. Sweet. Smutty. Hot-and-bothered SanSan pine away.

Devil Inside (Ongoing)

Orphaned at a young age, Sansa has lived a quiet life as the High Priestess in her northern village, but peace is shattered when legions of marauders led by warlord Sandor Clegane raid her village. Sandor’s brutal reputation precedes him—a warrior who some say is the devil himself—but Sansa is known to him too. Lore has spread through the Seven Kingdoms about the beautiful High Priestess of the North, a maiden ripe for the taking. Sandor’s plan is simple—kidnap Sansa and offer her to the highest bidder—but he didn’t account for how wickedly he wants her for himself. While the best laid plans of men often go awry, Sandor is no ordinary man. He may not even be mortal at all and Sansa is about to learn the cost of making a deal with the devil isn’t just her soul but her heart too. A dark Faustian romance.

#sansan #sansan fanfiction #sansa stark #sandor clegane #SDC's Tales from the SanSan Crypt #Halloween SanSan

[kaellecappuccino]

Ho ho ho! Greetings and hello, it's your SanSan Secret Santa! I got your prompt and am so very excited to work on it! I just had a question about the direction you might like it to go:

"Boss" can have business vibe, so are we feeling modern AU high rise office romance? Or are you open to a different sort of workplace; something with a bit more flavor? (Not that office romance isn't flavorful!) University library, horse farm, department store in the 70s, prosperous multi-state contracting company...the possibilities could be endless.

What interests you most?

Happy holidays!

Hiiiii !!!

So excited to be part of the exchange again this year !

I'm glad you liked my prompt :) I did not really any vibe in mind 🤔 anything you would have fun writing ! If you need a nudge 70 department au always hits the spot ;) I love a good chaotic modern au so feel free to incorporate your favorites character ands own style in it !

Happy holidays to you !!

#sansan secret santa 2023 #anon ask

[istumpysk]

I think someone made a post on Sandoq the Shadow has similarities with Hound. Sandoq protecting Larra has apparently same vibes as Hound protecting Sansa. So it's foreshadowing for Sansan which doesn't make any sense.🙄

Not familiar with the character, but after glancing over his wiki, he seems like an amalgamation of the Mountain and the Hound.

The funniest part is that he appears to be largely inconsequential. Great comparison.

#stumpy ask #please-dot

[bohemian-nights]

Do you think Nettles and Daemon could work out in a dark romance au or dark romance in general? In some ways they definitely give beauty and the beast vibe.

🙌🏽 I absolutely do. GRRM actually loves Beauty and the Beast and was inspired by it when writing for Brienne and Jaime(which Daemon and Nettles and Daemon relationship has a lot of similarities to in my opinion. George really seems to love his dark romance’s because SanSan is another one that kinda has that vibe):

I personally always like to liken Nettles and Daemon’s relationship to Jane and Mr. Rochester’s relationship in Jane Eyre which also has some elements relating to Beauty and the Beast. Rebecca is another story that kinda vibes with them as well. So a dark romance au would work wonderfully for Nettles and Daemon.

#hotdask #dettles ask #dattles ask #daemon x nettles #daemon is definitely the beast and nettles is the unlikely beauty #dattles #dettles #nettles x daemon #daemon targaryen x nettles #dettles is gothic realness

[dr3adlady]

Excerpt from my fic "Wolfswood"; Sandor finds Sansa crying in her tent after she had seen a village put to sword by outlaws [Sansa pov]:

...He shifted on his legs, visibly feeling out of place with a crying girl staring expectantly at him. He cleared his throat and said, “Fuck’s sake, girl, you’ve been crying for hours. Should I send for…”

He was stopped by Sansa crashing into him in a thoughtless embrace. She couldn’t care much for propriety, and besides, no one could see them here. He didn’t expect this; it took a while for his hands to slowly snake around her and hold her close.

#asoiaf #sansa stark #sandor clegane #post canon #wolfswood #my fic #winter #winter vibes #snow #i love this piece so much #song of ice and fire #painting #illustration #sansan

[iwanttomeetdavidbowie]

So the other night I watched “The Nuns Story” with Audrey Hepburn. It’s a really beautiful film, really well done. Basically, she becomes a nun because she feels this calling to work with the sick in the Congo, and this is the only way to do it. Eventually she makes it there and she’s out with this brilliant surgeon, he’s a hard ass and pokes at her but respects her and her work ethic.

And it’s hard to get more info with out giving the whole thing away, but it gives such hard Sansan vibes! I kind of want to write some fanfic on it.

Audrey Hepburns character really feels like Sansa, the way both characters romanticize something their whole life, only to have the rug pulled out from underneath them. To question everything. It’s beautiful

It does not end how you would expect it too, and it’s not a love story at all. But I highly recommend it to honestly anyone. Not just Sansan shippers.

#sansan #sansa x sandor #sandor clegane #the nuns story #audrey hepburn

[kateofthecanals]

Just realised after seeing your latest post that the actor who plays Ser Harwin can be a nice headcanon for all my Sansan imaginations. He looks older but in a hot way, and I can imagine him to be large and 'muscled like a bull' with a burned half face. Delicious!

Yes he def brings the Sandor vibes, and I’m loving the SanSan parallels between him & Rhaenyra! 😚👌

[estevnys]

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thank you nes for tagging meeeee.

im not tagging anyone specific bc im sleepy but IF YOU SEE THIS! POINTS AT YOU.

three ships: sansan because im writing my thing for the @sansanwritersguild's New Year New AU thing!!! :D also. hrm. right now im thinking also about femshep x liara and bryce x hunt from crescent city because everyone sleeps on them for no goddamn reason.

last song: in my dreams by kid cudi

last film: SALTBURN

currently reading: lessons in vengeance but im not really vibing with it.

currently craving: ice cream or something sweet. trying to be good

Favorite Color: PINK!!!!

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: sweet !!!

Relationship Status: single :(

Last Thing I Googled: the self service thing for my school bc i can never remember the URL

Current Obsession: im back on my overwatch 2 bullshit. unfortunately.

Last Book: the last one before this was back into it by eve dangerfield, my favorite romance author. it made me cry three times.

Looking Forward To: tomorrow is my first day of teaching of the semester! i can't wait <3

#thank you nes for frankenstein meme #:D