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vampzyke · 7 months

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୨୧ , jon snow x FEM!reader. ( 1.7k )

imagine... you, a young servant of house stark, teaching jon snow the sweet, yet innocent act of kissing. and finding out just how eager he is to learn.

tags making out, crush, innocence, first kiss, friends to lovers, season 1

AS NIGHT FALLS throughout Winterfell, lit lamps wither away along with the hushed whispers of winds. It's a melody you wish to hear more often as your stay here in the North begins to drag.

More often than not, your ears tend to ache at the shutters of metal against one another when frequenting the Forge; or when tasked by one of the Stark children to fetch an apple, where you're greeted by a dozen women huddled together in secret, gossiping to one another about Winterfell's latest whore. You loved the girls dearly, but feared that maybe one day you would be the topic of their conversation.

With a content smile, you inhale greatly and exhale with ease as you sit outside the kitchens back in the brittle cold. Your surroundings are empty of others, only the wind to keep you company. Even as you feel your chest start to tighten around your lungs at the cool air, you stay seated and grateful for the silence on this star-filled night.

Eyeing the various critters crawling about, you jump at the laboured breathing of an animal ahead of you in the depths of the forest, before the small stature of a direwolf pup stumbles its way out of the ominous shadows and towards you. You hadn't noticed it at first, the thick white coat of fur complemented its snowy surroundings.

As the wolf yields closer in clumsy strides, your eyes widen in knowing as those red orbs of it become clearer.

The name of his is faint on your lips, "Ghost?". And before your limble frame is aware, the pup has thrown his warmth onto your lap. You giggle in turn, scratching earnestly at the back of Ghosts' ear just the way he prefers it.

The way Jon does it.

As you busy your hands with the pup, your shallow breaths forgotten as the cold seeps into your skin, you glance around the woods in hopes of finding the brute man you dream off.

"Now tell me, Ghost. Just where is your broody friend?" You ask the pup, who in turn just laps messily at your face. Distracted, you fail to hear the large boots of the man you mustn't fancy, and the sudden dip of the floorboards beneath you.

"Behind," A gravelly voice huffs out against the back of your exposed neck. The finest of hairs stand on edge as you're suddenly aware of the warmth intruding in on your space, like a lone fire in the depths of Winterfell's worst nights.

You're yet to yelp in shock, accustomed to Jon's dire way of greeting you. He took joy in teasing the poor servant girl who never thought to send out a complaint to Lord Stark; to which the man took great advantage of, you were his only friend after all. Whom else could he mess around with other than his elder brother, Robb?

"Y/N, you're practically naked with those kitchen rags on," he sighs, Jon is no longer crouched behind you, and instead stands tall in all his glory besides you. You still have not uttered a word to him yet, nor could you now. As you gaze up his length, your jaw slacks unwillingly at the sight of him.

Some days you found yourself enamoured with House Stark's bastard son.

You, along with a maiden of Lady Sansa's, spent your breaks eye-fucking him from across the courtyard as he trained with his brother. Jon would dorne tight clothing on those days which defined his toned arms in the sun's favourable rays. The sweat would glisten against his flushed skin; it was, oh so tempting to just lick off. The two of you girls would let out boisterous laughs at the dirty idea from where you sat on the courtyard's curb. And before long another servant would pull you by your ear angrily, complaining about time and whatnot as you would spare one last glance at Jon before tasked with yet another bore chore.

Only during his and Robb's spars would he acknowledge you in public. Robb was the only Stark who knew of his brother and your friendship; he was positive the people of Winterfell would talk if Ned's bastard son and a poor servant girl were out frolicking together. So Robb kept quiet. He never commented on it and never thought to spare a look at you. You were sure he hated you.

Jon reassured you that the eldest Stark son just loved to be a dick, and was most likely jealous of the fact that he had another to call a friend; in Robb's words, 'a fine lady'.

You had blushed at his words.

Robb Stark was a fine man, you along with all of Winterfell knew this. You would have to have your eyes gouged out to not see it.

But now, as your eyes trail Jon's stoic form, your heart beats with a skip in its mellow thump. Jons face never gives away his emotions, though maybe that is exactly what you find endearing about the young man. He stares down at you with a look of tiredness, stripping himself of his fur coat.

You raise an eyebrow at him, protesting, "I have no need of your coat Jon, it is fine!" You reassure all too easily, though the chattering of your teeth gives you away. Jon clicks his tongue, before draping the large warmth of his coat over your smaller stature.

"It does not seem like it." He shrugs, avoiding your teary eyes from the cold. All you could do was hum in acknowledgement, mind hazy at the thought of him giving you his coat in worry. Your face flushes, though Jon is all too ignorant as he decides to sit beside you on the curb, watching off into the distance with a brief frown.

Suddenly, Ghost nudges you with a dirtied paw towards Jon, as if on purpose. You shake your head at the silly idea. Without realising, you let out a whisper of a giggle.

"What is it?" Jon turns to face you now, and as you sneak a glance you catch the faintest of freckles gathered around either corners of his eyes and how his mess of dark hair curls to frame his pale face. You realise suddenly, just how close he is.

Jon does not seem to notice, or perhaps he does, but has no concern over it.

With strained confidence and courage from a white paw, you shuffle ever so slightly closer to Jon. The man just stares at you with a look you cannot describe, and a terrible feeling gnaws within you. Why must he just stare? Is that a look of disgust? Oh, what am I doing?

Battling your inner turmoil, you miss the way Jon looks you up and down, biting his bottom lip as if instinct when he stares upon your beautiful face.

"Y/N?" He says it almost too quietly, but his breath fans your face with how close the two of you are now. It is silent all around, even the whistles of the wind do not interrupt this moment. You turn to face him fully now, though the bottom half of your face stays well hidden beneath the large heaps of fur. You are embarrassed yet intrigued to know what Jon chooses to do next.

With his index finger, he tugs lightly at the fur beside your cheek, testing the water. You continue to stare dumbly, as he asks shyly, "May I?".

The words are stuck in your throat at the sudden vulnerability from him. You have never seen this side of Jon before. As you go to nod, he almost pulls back with a hitch in his breath with how long you take to respond.

Hastily, you shout out, "Yes! Yes." He does not look convinced even as you tug the fur down to reveal a timid smile. He returns it, though the ends do not meet his eyes.

You let out a sigh. You had ruined your chance with Jon Snow.

Then, as if waiting for the drama, you felt a push from behind you. You did not need to see to know who exactly it was. Ghosts' tiny paw nudged you once more, as if the pup was irritated at this charade.

With another ounce of confidence, you grabbed either side of Jons questioning face. You could feel the roughness of his beard, and that was all it took for you to regain your composure before looking up at him through glazed lashes.

"Jon," you spoke. He waited with uncertainty as your grip on his face loosened. "Is this okay?"

All he could manage was a slight nod, distracted by your enchanting eyes.

"Okay." You repeated, before leaning down to meet his bruised lips. From the way he sat rigid against you, you were sure this was his first kiss. Soon you were worried though there was no protest from his end. It seemed as though Jon wanted you to lead. And as his tongue swiped over your top lip, you took that as your confirmation.

With not an ounce of shame, you shuffled to sit on his lap, wrapping your thighs around his fine torso. Now comfortably, you began to deepen the kiss with your tongue. Your hands moved away from his face and found themselves tangled within his hair. And with growing confidence, Jon soon wrapped his arms around the bottom of your waist, nearing your ass. His fingers teased at the fabric there, unsure.

As your tongues danced together, you dragged a palm down his front sensually, to which he let out a pitiful moan you could not help but swallow, before stopping atop of his uncertain hand above your waist. With loving guidance, you moved his hand ever so slightly towards the plump of your butt. His thick yet lanky fingers grazed against it, and with uncertainty he pressed down at the soft flesh. You were still clothed, but you could feel the heat emitting from his fingers.

You gasped into the kiss, pulling back for needed air.

"Was it something I did, Y/N?" Jon asked with worry. You could only laugh at the young man and his wary conclusions. With a shake of your head, inhaling the cool air to steady yourself, you whispered. "Not at all, Snow."

The corner of his lips tugged upwards with ease; and all you could do was watch with a feeling of need sprouting within you. You were eager for this man to ravage you, though there was a lot to teach.

There was no sound of complaint from you, as you felt him knead your ass with certainty.

Jon was a quick learner, after all.

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witchthewriter · 1 month

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𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @gvnegvld.

𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰! I was going to go with Pod, but I think he was a bit too similar to you. So I thought Jon would be better instead! He has that grumpy/moody personality except with the person he's in love with. With you, I think he would be so so soft. Almost like you're so fragile and precious that he needs to protect you 24/7.

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔

Human... except animals feel an afinity towards you. Is there something paranormal about you? Supernatural?

𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓/𝑨𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚

You have dreams, dreams that come true. They happened since you were a child, and your parents didn't understand. However, they did love you and did all they could do protect you. They knew you would be used for this ability - possibility even killed for it by ... anyone.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

Jon treats you with a lot of respect; valuing your opinions, desires, and autonomy. He strives for a partnership built on mutual respect, where both parties feel valued and heard. So, you know you will be protected, heard, loved and whatever you say will be listened to instead of brushed away.

He would be a tad awkward at first to show affection, especially PDA. But one day, when he was saying goodbye for a few days, he gave you a huge kiss and forehead touch (yes Tormund was wooping and whistling the whole time)

Seeks out your hand wherever he is. While being side by side at dinner, walking the barracks, sleeping in bed etc.

Gave you this so you will always have a piece of him no matter where he is, or what may happen to him. (it's simple because that's Jon's style)

Always gives you his extra furs (because you would be staying in Winterfell for a while). And when you travel, you're always his first priority - makes you bed first, helps you off your steed, makes sure you've drunk water and eaten.

He would propose to you after six months of being together. You may not think that's a long time, but to someone who was fighting for his life for many years, it is a long time.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Pure As The Driven Snow by Rachel Zegler

Caribbean Blue by Enya

Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Stoic & Moody (Jon) x Ray of Motherfcking Sunshine (You) (also known as grumpy x kind trope)

Cold Hearted Person (lost faith in love) (Jon) x Warm Hearted Person They Couldn't Help But Fall In Love With (You)

Bull-Headed & Headstrong (Jon) x Understanding & Light-Hearted (You)

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Trust and Dependence

Entwined Destinies

Shared Vision and Purpose

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖

Your soft-heart. Your intuition. Loyalty. Sensitivity. It would take him a while to realise just how much he leans on you. He really relies on you - but never asks you to use your abilities; he doesn't want to know too much. It freaks him out. Except ... for one time. He asked if you could see if you stayed together. And you know what, you do.

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

Sansa would be your best friend for sure. She and Arya would welcome you with open arms. They would adore you. At first they'd be wary - lets be fair though, they've been through a lot. But after getting to know you, they would think you were the best. Probably start saying they like you more than Jon!!! (Just to rile him up ... but they really do think you're amazing.)

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆

I think you're a mix of Pod and Missandei; kind, intelligent, clumsy, but you have your moments of poise. Underestimated a lot of the time, those that come to know you, realise that you hold great knowledge and understanding.

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒕

It shocked everyone when a unicorn appeared. Then, somehow, everyone was even more shocked when it approached you. The Dreamer, the girl that many thought weird because of her intuition and abilities.

Unicorns aren't seen much throughout Westeros. They're unique, one of a kind, they're pure magic... a lot like you.

It made sense that a Unicorn would decide to follow you around; bonding herself to you. You could warg through her, something that no one thought could happen.

(I just have to tell you that everything I've written here is actually canon. All the creatures and species I've spoken about are real in the Ice and Fire Universe!)

#headcanons #personal aesthetic #match ups #game of thrones #game of thrones match ups #pair ups #game of thrones pair ups

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mybworlds · 6 months

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Chapter 3: The Black Forest

Pairing: The Hound x Sansa Stark

Summary: Sansa and the Hound start their journey but their journey won't be easy as Sansa or Sandor thought...

Series Warnings: language, age gap, violence, blood, sexual content

Before to start... Thank you very much about your little support, I appreciete it, for me write here on Tumblr is a sort of "experiment".

If you want let me know what do you think.

Thanks @vase-of-lilies for the banner

Sansa woke up abruptly, raised her head from the straw pallet she was on, her head pounding. She looked around; this wasn't her room in King's Landing. Where was she?

She put a hand to her temple, feeling pain, attempted to get up, but her legs gave way.

The door to what seemed to be a stable opened, and the Hound entered. He looked almost taken aback to see her standing. "You shouldn't have gotten up," he reprimanded, then took her by the arms and helped her sit as comfortably as possible.

"Where are we? This isn't King's Landing, is it?" she asked.

"No, it's not. We're almost to the Black Forest," he explained.

"The Black Forest?" Sansa repeated.

"Last night's blow didn't do much harm," Sandor remarked ironically.

"What happened to me?" she inquired.

"Drink this. It was given to me by... someone, a healer, to make you drink."

"What is it?"

"Poppy milk," he replied. "What struck you could have killed you."

"Who treated me?"

"The little bird should learn not to sing too much."

Sansa fell silent. She wanted to know, but the Hound either responded evasively or teased her. In the end, she began to drink the potion her savior had given her. Slowly, she slipped into dreamless sleep, and the last thing she saw was the face of Clegane. She wasn't certain, but it seemed to her that she had thanked him.

When she opened her eyes again, the sun had lost its intensity, and its now feeble rays pierced into what Sansa recognized as a stable, but there wasn't a single animal inside, only her and the Hound.

She raised her head once more and looked towards him. Sandor had his back turned, gazing outside. Sansa wasn't sure what exactly he was observing, so moved by curiosity, she got up and approached him quietly.

"You've slept quite a while, little bird," he remarked.

He hadn't turned to face her, but she still heard him. Perhaps the story that he descended directly from dogs was true!

"I'm well, thank you," she affirmed.

Sandor looked at her. "I didn't ask."

"Yet you took care of me. Thank you," she said, trying to hold the man's gaze.

"You should thank me if we make it out alive, not for that potion!" he exclaimed abruptly, averting his eyes.

Sansa couldn't understand his attitude. She tried to be sweet and polite, as her septa had taught her, but with Sandor Clegane, it was truly difficult.

"And what are you looking at, ser?"

Sandor cast a glance at the young woman, filled with disdain and disgust. "To hell with the knights and all their ilk! I'm no ser, no knight... my brother is..." his voice trailed off, and Sansa didn't delve into it, even though she wanted to ask if that contempt was solely for the terrible act that had cost him half his face or if there was more to it. But the Stark didn't ask.

"I'm waiting for a guard change, there always is at sunset," he informed her without looking at her.

"And what will happen then?"

The Hound smiled. "I'll kill them."

Sansa shuddered. "No, please spare their lives! What have they done to you?"

"You're too kind, little bird. You won't witness it; you'll stay in your pretty cage, and then I'll come for you."

"Thank you, but... why kill them?"

"What should I do, ask them if I can pass? It doesn't work that way, my pretty little bird. In the world, you make your way with a sword, there's no other way!"

"There's always another way!" she reminded him.

"Oh really? Try telling those six guards to move, you know what they'd do to you? They'd laugh at you and then they'd rape you. No, little bird, there's no other way."

Sansa couldn't dissuade him from his intent. The young woman felt powerless in the face of that fierce look, in the face of his harsh words, and in the face of his sword.

The change of the guard happened not long after, and the Hound, without saying another word to his travel companion, drew his sword and left their hiding spot. The knights stood no chance; they fell one after the other. When their assailant had finished delivering his deadly blows, he sheathed his sword and returned. Sansa flinched but then followed him.

The Hound stole the only horse the fallen men had and helped the Stark girl onto it. They walked slowly along a cobbled, slightly uphill path, and Sansa had to cling to her steed several times.

"You're a man of few words!" Sansa exclaimed, trying to start some kind of conversation. But Clegane gave her an amused look. "And so are you, little bird, and believe me, I appreciate that."

The young woman turned to him and blurted out, "Stop calling me that!"

Sandor gave her a look that was both annoyed and amused. "Only when you stop singing and always having sweet words for everyone, even someone like me."

"Just because I thanked you doesn't mean I sing!" she clarified.

"No, but they've prepared you for a world you can no longer live in because your father is dead, your younger brothers are dead, and your other sister has probably been raped and killed. What the fuck kind of thanks do you think I need?" he asked aggressively once more.

Sansa didn't say anything else. The man's brutal words had taken away any other possible foothold for initiating some form of conversation.

The moon, with its rays, illuminated the path for the two travelers, and an owl sang in the distance, filling the eerie silence that hung between them. Sansa dared not turn her gaze towards her companion or savior; she feared that if she tried to speak to him, he might attack her again. Sansa found herself reminiscing about those happy days spent at Winterfell, the days when she complained to her mother about not having enough clothes or not being able to style her hair like the queens she had read about. She hoped to be a queen herself with a handsome, kind, and generous man by her side.

Today, those thoughts seemed very ridiculous. None of what she had hoped for had come to pass. Sansa felt a profound sense of failure and disappointment. Small tears began to streak her cheeks. She put her fingers under her eyes and quickly dried her tears, hoping to do it as quietly as possible, but she couldn't help but sniffle, so the Hound raised his head toward her and shook his head. "What are those tears? Birds don't cry; they shit."

"Could you please stop being so vulgar?" she implored him through her tears.

Clegane shook his head again. "Have you stopped singing, then? Now I have to carry you around with your whining?"

"If you whine, you won't go unnoticed, and I'll never be able to get you to your beloved home."

"Winterfell?" she asked, sniffling.

"Unless you have another home, yes," he replied in a less gruff tone.

Sansa sniffled again. "I'm sorry... I don't want to cry... I know it's silly, but... I'm scared. I don't know if you can understand, but... I feel so alone. I miss my home, I miss my brothers, I miss my mother, and I'd give anything to have my father back."

Sansa didn't even know why she was confiding in that rough and vulgar man in that way. Maybe she just needed to.

After a moment, she thought the Beast beside her hadn't even heard her, but then he commented, "You'll have protection from me. I'm taking you home."

Sansa wanted to say 'thank you,' but she feared that the Hound would growl at her again, so she just nodded and lowered her head.

"Do you know why they call that forest in front of us the 'Black Forest'?" Sandor suddenly asked. Sansa shook her head. "Because it swallows all the light, there's no light there. Only the cursed know what's really in there."

Sansa shuddered; the place in front of them was truly a dark mass with barely visible treetops. The moon seemed not to touch that place at all, as if all the darkness was concentrated there.

"Do we have to go through there?" the girl asked.

"Unless you know another way," Clegane replied, initially taking what seemed to be a log but that Sansa recognized a few moments later as a human forearm. She turned her head away, almost sickened. "Come on, little bird, don't faint on me now."

"What do we do now?"

"Get off the horse," he ordered. "Take this and stay close to me." Sansa trembled as she took that limb, but she gathered her strength and obeyed Sandor Clegane's orders.

As they advanced, the air around them became almost suffocating. Sansa felt as if a thousand invisible eyes were watching her, and a sudden sound echoed through the air. Sandor stopped and raised his sword, and Sansa looked ahead, squinting her eyes to allow her vision to adjust to the "light." She saw a figure approaching them...

#sansan ff #sansa x sandor #sandor x sansa #game of thrones fic #game of thrones #sansa stark #the houndxsansa #the hound #sandor clegane #a song of ice and fire #a song of ice and fire ff #tpinath

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prpfs · 16 days

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Please be 21+ to interact!!! ❤️

21+. She/Her. Looking for some various fandom roleplays. I'm only interested in canon x canon pairings. I have a strong preference for MxM ships, but I'm willing to do some FxF and MxF too. I like canon/canon divergent plots and write on Discord (third person, past tense, 200-400 words on average). I'm a sucker for romantic relationships and don't mind/encourage writing smut but with a healthy does of plot. I'll be sharing my strongest muses (the name on the left) for each and my greatest ship desires for them (the names on the right). I do have other muses, and I'm willing to discuss other ships. But, if you want me at my most enthusiastic, what I have listed is what I'm most interested in.

Doctor Who:

Eleventh Doctor - Jack, Rory, Clara

Fifth Doctor - Turlough, Ainley!Master

Fourteenth Doctor - Jack

Sixth Doctor - Ainley!Master

Tenth Doctor - Jack, Simm!Master

Fantastic Beasts Franchise:

Albus Dumbledore - Grindelwald, Theseus, Newt, Jacob

Theseus Scamander - Dumbledore, Grindelwald

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon:

Beric Dondarrion - Thoros

Daemon Targaryen - Laenor, Criston, Otto, Rhaenyra (preferably before the 10-year time jump), Laena

Daenerys Targaryen - Margaery, Jaime, Jorah

Jaime Lannister - Bronn, Dany, Sansa

Margaery Tyrell - Dany, Sansa, Stannis, Joffrey

Petyr Baelish - Renly, Sansa

Roose Bolton - Stannis, Tywin, Sansa

Stannis Baratheon - Roose, Davos

Thoros - Beric

Tywin Lannister - Roose, Aerys II

Marvel:

Benjamin Poindexter - Ray, Matt, Karen

Bruce Banner - Tony, Natasha

Bucky Barnes - Zemo, Tony

Carol Danvers - Valkyrie

Eddie Brock - Venom, Wade, Andrew!Peter, Dan

Loki Laufeyson - Thor, Mobius, Grandmaster

Nathan Summers - Wade

Andrew!Peter Parker - Dane!Harry, Matt, Wade, Eddie, Tobey!Peter, Gwen

Ray Nadeem - Dex, Matt

Tony Stark - Bucky, Dr. Strange, Tom!Peter, Bruce

Wade Wilson - Eddie, Cable, Andrew!Peter, Comics!Peter, Dopinder, Colossus, Wolverine

Supernatural:

Arthur Ketch - Dean, Mick

Azazel - Sam, John

Chuck Shurley - Sam, Dean

Crowley - Dean, Bobby, Cas

Dean Winchester - Ketch, Crowley, Chuck, Benny, Lucifer, Garth

Lucifer - Dean, Sam, Nick

Mick Davies - Ketch, Sam

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Franchise:

Drayton Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever

Johnny Sawyer - Leland, Sonny, Julie

Nubbins Sawyer - Danny, Maria

Tex Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever

If you'd like to work something out, please message me (HIGHLY preferred) or like this post and I'll message you.

In either case, in your first message, please tell me about your writing style, what fandom(s) you were interested, and what ships you might be interested in or characters you were interested in writing against. I WILL NOT be responding to simple "I was interested in your ad" messages and other ones of that nature. 99% of the people who don't say much tend to eventually ghost me.

like if you're interested and op will reach out

#doctor who rp #fantastic beasts rp #tcm rp #got rp #supernatural rp #marvel rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay

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roleplayfinder · 2 months

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About Me: 21+. She/Her. EST. I write on Discord but like to plot on Tumblr. I write in third person, past tense and around 2-4 paragraphs. I work full-time during the week so replies won't happen every day. I try to get them up as soon as possible and don't really expect more than 1 reply a week out of my writing partner because sometimes that's all I can do myself. Because of my limited amount of free time, I don't double.

Please read everything and be 21+ to interact!!!

What I'm Looking For: Threads for my five-ish biggest fandoms right now. I prefer canon x canon but will take on some canon x OC (I'm just picky with those so don't be offended if I turn your OC down). I'm open to MxM (my big preference for my male muses), MxF, or FxF. I like canon and canon divergent plots the most. As long as a plot could reasonably happen within the universe, I'll likely be okay with it. I'm open to writing NSFW/smut and do prefer romantic ships, but I'm also okay with keeping things clean.

I'll be listing my main muses for each fandom and some of my favorite ships (with my preferred muse in italics, if I have a preference). I'm more than open to discussing other ships, however. There's only a small chance I'll turn one down.

All characters will be 18+!

Doctor Who: Delgado!Master, Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor

Delgado!Master x Three

Dhawan!Master x Any Doctor

Eleven x Jack

Eleven x Clara

Five x Turlough

Fourteen x Jack

Two x Jamie

Ten x Jack

Ten x Simm!Master

Fantastic Beasts/Harry Potter: Albus Dumbledore (FB era), Barty Crouch Jr (Golden Trio era)., Cedric Diggory (Golden Trio era or AU where he survives), Cormac McLaggen (Golden Trio era or post-Hogwarts), Gilderoy Lockart (any era), Severus Snape (any era), Theseus Scamander (FB era)

Dumbledore x Grindelwald

Dumbledore x Newt

Dumbledore x Theseus

Barty x Lucius

Barty x Draco

Cedric x Harry

Cormac x Ron

Cormac x Hermione

Lockhart x Snape

Lockhart x Quirrell

Snape x Lucius

Snape x Harry

Snape x Lupin

Theseus x Newt

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon: Alliser Thorne, Benjen Stark, Beric Dondarrion, Daemon Targaryen, Daenerys Targaryen, Jaime Lannister, Margaery Tyrell, Petyr Baelish, Robb Stark, Roose Bolton, Stannis Baratheon, Thoros, Tywin Lannister, Yoren

Beric x Thoros

Daemon x Laenor

Daemon x Criston

Daemon x Viserys

Daemon x Laena

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Dany x Margaery

Dany x Jorah

Jaime x Sansa

Margaery x Sansa

Margaery x Roose

Margaery x Stannis

Margaery x Joffrey

Petyr x Renly

Petyr x Sansa

Robb x Roose

Robb x Jon

Robb x Theon

Roose x Stannis

Roose x Tywin

Roose x Sansa

Stannis x Davos

Marvel: Benjamin Poindexter, Billy Russo, Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Carol Danvers, Eddie Brock, Frank Castle, Loki Laufeyson, Nathan Summers, Andrew!Peter Parker, Ray Nadeem, Remy LeBeau, Tony Stark, Wade Wilson

Dex x Ray

Dex x Billy

Dex x Matt

Dex x Karen

Billy x Frank

Billy x Karen

Bruce x Tony

Bucky x Zemo

Carol x Valkyrie

Eddie x Venom

Frank x Matt

Frank x Karen

Loki x Grandmaster

Loki x Thor

Loki x Mobius

Cable x Wade

Andrew!Peter x Tobey!Peter

Andrew!Peter x Matt

Andrew!Peter x Wade

Andrew!Peter x Male MJ

Andrew!Peter x Gwen

Gambit x Wolverine

Gambit x Rogue (canon female or genderbent male)

Tony x Strange

Tony x Tom!Peter

Tony x Steve

Wade x Wolverine

Wade x Dopinder

Wade x Comics!Peter

Wade x Matt

Wade x Colossus

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Charlie Hewitt Jr., Drayton Sawyer, Johnny Sawyer, Nubbins Sawyer

Johnny x Leland

Johnny x Sonny

Johnny x Nubbins

Johnny x Julie

Nubbins x Bubba

Nubbins x Sissy

If you'd like to work something out, please like this post. It may take me a few days to get back to you because I'm both wary and weary of being shadowbanned for sending too many similar messages at once.

#twenty-one and over #est #doctor who #doctor who roleplay #doctor who rp #fantastic beasts #fantastic beasts roleplay #fantastic beasts rp #harry potter #harry potter roleplay #harry potter rp #got #hotd #marvel

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Freedom

Sansa Stark x Sandor Clegane

Freedom from Ramsay and freedom to choose who she wants.

Notes: Set after Theon and Sansa escape Winterfell. Sandor finds them on their way to the Wall. Sansa is a woman, not a little bird. She is savvy and traumatized at the same time. I haven't written Sansan in a hot minute so I hope you enjoy.

For Angstpril Day 19, Breaking Down.

CW: This is SFW. Mentions of past abuse. Implied dog death.

ASOIAF Masterlist

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Sandor

Sandor was with Brother Ray’s community when he heard about Sansa’s marriage to Ramsay Bolton. The small family that had joined them at the fire that evening had no idea of the effect of their words. Before the sun had set Sandor was on his way North. He knew, despite their years apart, that Sansa would never agree to marry into the family that had betrayed her own with the Red Wedding; and if she didn’t agree then she was forced. Never again. A changed man he may be, but that only made his sins stand out all the more in his mind. Being complicit in her abuse was one of his worst, and he had never been able to erase Sansa from his mind.

In the end, Sansa escaped Ramsay on her own, with the unlikely help of Theon Greyjoy. When Sandor finally found them, they were nearly frozen and surrounded by growling hounds and brutal men. Sansa was backed against a rocky outcrop with Theon before her, wielding a torch. There was terror in Sansa’s face, and it was enough to make him see red, but there was determination too. As he watched she reached down to grip a large stone in each hand. He thought she wouldn’t be taken without one hell of a fight. So, the little bird had grown talons. Good.

He jumped from his mount and slew two of the bastards with his axe before they even knew he was there. Theon took up a dead man’s sword and helped, swinging clumsily but with grim intent at dogs and men. In a matter of moments it was over. Blood soaked the snow, and the remaining hounds had fled.

Sansa looked up at him, dropping her rocks as her eyes widened in recognition. He stepped toward her, wanting to reassure her, but before he could speak Theon stepped in front of Sansa. This close the size difference between the two men was almost painfully obvious. Nevertheless, Theon stood his ground, “I know you. Cersei’s Hound. Back away from Lady Sansa.”

Sandor would have laughed under different circumstances. The boy looked half-starved, yet when Sandor stayed his ground Theon raised his sword. Sandor took one step backwards, “I don’t work for the Lannisters anymore. The Lady has nothing to fear from me.”

Sansa gave him an appraising stare. She was thin and pale, but she looked him right in the eye. Then she stepped up to Theon’s side, touching his shoulder, “It’s all right Theon. He won’t hurt me.”

She took another step forward, standing tall, “Thank you for the rescue. Seems I’ve said those words before.”

“Aye.” No time for the past now. “We need to move. It’s not safe to linger here. This meat will draw back the dogs, and men as well.”

Sansa nods, accepting him without further questions. They mount on the Bolton men’s horses and Sandor looks at her. “Where are we going?”

“The Wall.”

Sandor simply pulls his horse’s head around, clicks his tongue at the animal, and they move out.

They ride hard for the rest of the day. Theon leads, as he grew up in the north, and Sandor takes the rear. Finally, late in the night, they make camp so the horses can rest. Theon glares at him when he moves toward Sansa with the intention of helping her off her horse, but strangely he doesn’t touch her either, allowing Sansa to slide off the mount herself, and only steadying her when her legs threaten to give as she lands. They aren’t near a road and after finding a place surrounded by boulders, they decide they can risk a fire. No one can see the smoke at night and none of them relish freezing to death. They drink snow and Sandor passes around jerky for them to chew on.

After a moment Theon stands. “I’ll take first watch,” He looks to Sansa. “Call if you need me. I won’t be far.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Theon nods and moves outside the ring of boulders.

Only the crackling fire breaks the silence for long minutes. Sansa stares into it, and doesn’t look up when she asks, “Why are you here?”

Sandor sees no reason to deny it, “I came for you. Knew you would never wed a Bolton willingly.”

If Sansa is surprised by this she doesn’t show it. “Why?” she asks again.

How can he explain it? That he has never stopped thinking about her. That he hates himself for what happened to her. It sounds foolish at best. He settles on a simple truth. “I want to help you. I should have done more for you, before.”

Sansa glances at him, and the corner of her mouth turns up, “So, you thought of me?”

Thought of her! Gods, if only she knew the countless hours he spent thinking of her. He thought of her as he lay alone at night, looking up at the stars. He thought of her as he decimated trees with his axe. She was his last thought when he was dying under that cursed oak. Arya… No. He would tell her what he knew of her sister soon, but not now. They have their own business to deal with first.

He takes so long in answering that she continues, “I’ve thought of you. Your voice, your advice has been with me. Thank you for that.”

He scoffs, “Don’t thank me, woman. I was a coward drowning in wine when you knew me last.”

She stiffens at his response and turns to face him. “Fine. You don’t want thanks. What do you want?”

Sandor meets her eyes, his voice deep and even, “I want to see you safe and well.”

“Safe and well?” Now it was her turn to scoff, “I’d say you’re far too late for that, ser.”

He doesn’t correct the title, taking it for the slight it was intended to be, and he turns back toward the fire ashamed. In truth he would see her more than safe. If the gods were good she would have been happy. She would have remained innocent; her pure, rare goodness untarnished by abuse and captivity.

Sandor is distracted by his guilt, but his head whips up at a tiny sound from Sansa. He is shocked to see her stony façade has cracked. Her hands are trembling where they lay in her lap, and as he watches tears pool in her eyes. Before he can stop himself, he moves to sit beside her.

“Who hurt you? I’ll kill them,” he growls.

*****

Sansa

She doesn’t answer. It all comes back to her. Littlefinger’s unwelcome touches; the fear, humiliation, and pain Ramsay brought. It is too much and Sandor is too near, the warm bulk of him recalling a security she hadn’t felt since her father passed. It was the safe and solid presence of a male who wouldn’t hurt her. She knows Sandor would never hurt her. He had the opportunity during the Blackwater and even drunk and frightened he didn’t do it. He offered to take her away. And Sansa feels herself giving in at last. She is so tired, and she has been strong for so long. Unable to mourn for so long. As the first hot tears run down her cheeks Sansa leans into him and presses her face against the leather of his shoulder. She feels him stiffen at first, but soon he draws his cloak around her shoulders and pulls her close as she cries.

After a time, Sansa wipes her eyes and lifts her head, but stays close under the cloak. “When we reach the Wall, Sandor, I would like you to stay.”

He tightens his arm just a fraction, “I am yours, my lady. For as long as you’ll have me.”

Sansa nods before resting her head against him once more, “Good.”

*****

Theon

When Theon hears a sob he stands abruptly, ready to die if he must, but the scene is not what he expects. The Hound, a man of fearsome reputation, is cradling Sansa gently in his arms. Sansa is actually allowing herself to be touched by a virtual stranger. He doesn’t understand. But if he has learned anything it is that he is a fool, so he merely turns back toward the darkness and takes up his watch again.

#angstpril2023 #Game of Thrones #fanfiction #Day 19 #Breaking Down #Sansan #Sansa Stark #Sandor Clegane

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thescrapbookingscientist · 8 months

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Check out the Red/Blue Ships List here X

Continuation of my attempt to create a tierlist for every color scheme, here is the Orange/Black tierlist, which also includes Orange/Purple and Orange/Blue pairings due to the amount of overlap I was seeing in the color schemes. I was a lot more lenient here than the Red/Blue one on what counts as I figured there would be less, though I ended up with a lot more than I thought.

I don't know all the pairings here personally and just tried to include all I could find - If I left any of your favorites out let me know and I can retroactively add them (This goes for the other lists too).

Ships featured (In order of appearance):

-Sunati\Austen from Always Human

-Aki Hayakawa\Angel Devil from Chainsaw Man

-Allison Argent \Lydia Martin from Teen Wolf

-Aang\Katara from Avatar the Last Airbender

-Wanderer (Scaramouche)\Tartaglia (Childe) from Genshin Impact

-Hermes\Charon from Hades (Supergiant)

-Zhongli\Tartaglia (Childe) from Genshin Impact

-Giyu Tomioka\Sabito from Demon Slayer

-Subaru Akehoshi\Hokuto Hidaka from Ensemble Stars

-Rue Kuroha\Ahiru Arima (Duck) from Princess Tutu

-Fakir\Ahiru Arima (Duck) from Princess Tutu

-Hubert von Vestra\Ferdinand von Aieger from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Felix Hugo Fraldarius\Annette Fantine Dominic from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Lorenz Hellman Gloucester\Leonie Pinelli from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Papika\Cocona Cocomine from Flip Flappers

-Philip J. Fry\Turanga Leela from Futurama

-Son Goku\Chi-Chi from Dragon Ball

-Kamisato Ayaka\Naganohara Yoimiya from Genshin Impact

-Sansa Stark\Margaery Tyrell from Game of Thrones

-Harrowhark Nonagesimus\Gideon Nav from The Locked Tomb Series

-Kyouko Hori\Izumi Miyamura from Horimiya

-Hercules\Megara from Disney's Hercules

-Benery\Gordon Freeman from Half Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware*

-Retsuko\Haida from Aggretsuko

-Vriska Serket\Tavros Nitram from Homestuck

-Rukia Kuchiki\Ichigo Kurosaki from Bleach

-Jade Harley\Davesprite from Homestuck

-Jotaro Kujo\Noriaki Kakyoin from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

-James "Logan" Howlett (Wolverine)\Jean Elaine Grey (Phoenix) from X-Men

-Shoyo Hinata\Tobio Kageyama from Haikyu!!

-Katarina Claes\Mary Hunt from My Next Life as a Villainess

-Calvin "Freckle" Mcmurry\Ivy Pepper from Lackadaisy

-Honoka Kosaka\Umi Sonoda from Love Live!

-Thorin Oakenshield\Bilbo Baggins from The Hobbit

-Heath Burns\Abbey Bominable from Monster High

-Zelda\Midna from The Legend of Zelda Franchise

-Twilight Sparkle\Sunset Shimmer from My Little Pony: Equestria Girls

-Rainbow Dash\Applejack from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

-Rarity\Applejack from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

-Mondo Owada\Kiyotaka Ishimaru from Danganronpa

-Sho Suzuki\Ritsu Kageyama from Mob Psycho 100

-Jack Skellington\Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas

-Umetarou Nozaki\Chiyo Sakura from Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun

-Nobara Kugisaki\Maki Zenin from Jujutsu Kaisen

-Nozomi Tojo\Rin Hoshizora from Love Live!

-Nami\Nico Robin from One Piece

-Yoo Sangah\Han Sooyoung from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

-Phineas Flynn\Isabella Garcia-Shapiro from Phineas and Ferb

-Puss in Boots\Kitty Softpaws from Puss in Boots

-Ray\Emma from The Promised Neverland

-Leon\Raihan from Pokemon

-Sonia\Nessa from Pokemon

-Professor Sada\Professor Turo from Pokemon

-Chloe Beale\Beca Mitchell from Pitch Perfect

-Popuko\Pipimi from Pop Team Epic

-Raeliana McMillan\Noah Volstaire Wynknight from Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion

-Alfredo Linguini\Colette Tatou from Ratatouille

-Kanaya Maryam\Rose Lalonde from Homestuck

-Kazuto Kirigaya (Kirito)\Asuna Yuuki from Sword Art Online

-Naruto Uzumaki\Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

-Kyoko Mogami\Ren Tsuruga from Skip Beat!

-Akira Okudaira\Fumi Manjōme from Sweet Blue Flowers

-Daphne Blake\Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo

-Clary Fray\Isabelle Lightwood from Shadowhunters

-Sun Wukong (The Monkey King)\Liu Er Mihou (Six-eared Macaque)

-Juri Arisugawa\Shiori Takatsuki from Revolutionary Girl Utena

-Osamu Dazai\Chūya Nakahara from Bungo Stray Dogs

-Jasper\Lapis Lazuli from Steven Universe

-He Tian\Mo Guanshan from 19 Days

-Sonic the Hedgehog\Miles Prower (Tails) from the Sonic Franchise

-Hijirikawa Masato\Jinguji Ren from Uta no Prince-sama

-Nanami Haruka\Ichinose Tokiya from Uta no Prince-sama

-Nanami Haruka\Hijirikawa Masato from Uta no Prince-sama

-Ash Ketchum\Misty from Pokemon

-Akira Takizawa\Saki Morimi from Eden of the East

-Fox Mulder\Dana Scully from X-Files

-Futaba Sakura\Yusuke Kitagawa from Persona 5

-Angel\Gaige from Borderlands

-Judy Hopps\Nick Wilde from Zootopia

-Riko Kurahashi\Natsuo Maki from Love Lab

*As a rule I use official art or personal edits for these but since that was not possible for Benrey/Gordon Freeman I used a fanart found here: X by Giaru-Orihidero - They are very talented so please check them out!

#my post #tier list #orange/black #ship rankings #lego monkie kid #shadowpeach #the locked tomb #griddlehark #princess tutu #fakiru #19 days #tianshan #and many more #ngl I mostly made this bc I've been obsessed w Griddlehark and Shadowpeach lately

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xieyaohuan · 6 months

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Thank you for tagging me @theaudacitytowrite!

Writing Pattern Game

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

Note: I think I found a pattern, and that is that most of my first lines are incredibly boring on their own. Which is why I'm including the first two lines/sentences here. I guess I have two kinds of patterns: a single line of speech/thought followed by an action paragraph or a longer descriptive intro paragraph. All fic except the one are for The Boys. The last fic was written for A Song of Ice and Fire. I have included 1. because it still falls within the last ten fics I published and 2. it has one of my favorite opening paragraphs. For no particular reason, I have marked the fics I like best with an asterisk.

The Dollhouse (link)

“Too big.”

Frenchie stares at the cage he picked up at the pet store that he’s cradling in his arms now. He looks like he wants to argue, but Butcher won’t have it.

Public Relations (link)

When the first complaints came in, they were considered a bit of a running joke inside the company. For almost three months, each time this came up in a PR meeting, someone would crack a joke along the lines of “Well, he’s just doing what any good hero should do: watching over the citizens of New York,” and everyone would chuckle and move on.

A New Discovery (link)

“What the fuck was that?”

William is pushing himself up from the floor, stupefied. Then he looks up at the ceiling, and Homelander’s eyes automatically follow his gaze.

What are we? (link)

“You can’t hold my hand like that.”

He looks at her, confused but not quite ready to let go of her yet.

Unnamed prompt fill (link)

"Want to join me?"

Her body is submerged in the water, only her head peeking out from between the soft silvery bubbles.

All God's Children Took Their Toll (link)

Five minutes, Homelander thinks as the East River rushes by a mere 100 feet below him.

This dumb mission should take him no more than five minutes: one minute to fly there, three minutes for the actual rescue, and another minute to fly back to Vought Tower.

Scratches on the Soul (link)

It’s almost 11pm when Madelyn comes home. She shakes off her shoes and throws her coat on the dining table along with the keys before heading straight for the fridge.

What Mothers Do (link)*

He follows her around Vought Tower as if on an invisible leash, always keeping enough of a distance to tell himself she cannot see him, though he’s never more than one or two walls away from her. So firmly attached around his neck is the leash that he followed her home last night.

Ravishing a God (link)*

Billy Butcher is stuck in traffic when he sees the first explosion. There’s a bright flash, and a cloud of dust and debris raining down from what’s probably somewhere between the tenth and fifteenth floor of yet another half empty office building.

Under the Twisted Weirdwood Tree (link)*

“Welcome,” said the Lord of the Dreadfort in that soft voice of his that made Sansa's skin crawl. He was wearing a long cape of dusky pink velvet, one pale hand protruding from underneath the soft-looking fabric, vaguely pointing in the direction of the large X-ray machine in the entrance hall. “Please forgive the formalities.”

No pressure tags: @deliciouskeys @saintmathieublanc @sehtoast @blindmagdalena

#tagging game #my fic #the boys fic #asoiaf fic #intro lines #homelander #butchlander #homewell

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findroleplay · 8 months

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21+. She/Her. Looking for some fandom roleplays.

Please be 21+!

I write on Discord (through DMs or servers) or through Tumblr messages. I write in third person, past tense and usually around 2-4 paragraphs. I can't reply every day. I try not to make anyone wait longer than 3-5 days for replies.

Canon x canon pairings (MxM, FxF, or MxF ; please be open to writing at least two of those ; I don't write with people who only do MxF) are my favorite. I'm okay with doing some canon x OC ones (MxM or FxF only). I like my threads to be set within the universe so no AUs that are way off the beaten path. I do prefer writing romantic ships with NSFW/smut involved but also with a very healthy dose of plot. If you'd rather keep things clean and/or do platonic ships, I'm willing to take that into consideration.

All characters will be 18+!

I'll be listing my main muses for each fandom. I have my favorite ships, but I'm willing to try just about any so we can discuss those together. Any character in bold, I'm especially interested in writing as right now.

Doctor Who/Torchwood: Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Harry Sullivan, Ian Chesterton, Jack Harkness, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan

Fantastic Beasts Franchise: Albus Dumbledore, Theseus Scamander

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire: Alliser Thorne, Daenerys Targaryen, Gerion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Lyn Corbray, Margaery Tyrell, Petyr Baelish, Rodrik Harlaw, Roose Bolton, Sansa Stark, Stannis Baratheon, Thoros, Tywin Lannister, Yoren

Ghost/Clergy Universe: Cardinal Copia, Dewdrop Ghoul, Papa Emeritus IV

Grand Theft Auto IV: Dimitri Rascalov, Francis McReary, Gerry McReary, Mikhail Faustin, Niko Bellic, Ray Boccino

Grand Theft Auto V: Devin Weston, Michael De Santa, Steve Haines

Harry Potter Franchise: Augustus Rookwood, Barty Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Cormac McLaggen, Gilderoy Lockhart, Oliver Wood, Severus Snape

House of the Dragon: Daemon Targaryen, Otto Hightower

Marvel/Marvel Cinematic Universe: Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Eddie Brock, Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, Loki Laufeyson, Matt Murdock, Nathan Summers, Peter Parker, Piotr Rasputin, Tony Masters, Tony Stark, Wade Wilson

Saw Franchise: Mark Hoffman, William Schenk

Supernatural: Arthur Ketch, Azazel, Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Mick Davies

Tolkien Legendarium: Bard, Beleg, Bofur, Boromir, Celeborn, Curufin, Elrond, Haldir

The Walking Dead: Beth Greene, Gareth, Merle Dixon, Paul Rovia, Shane Walsh

If you made it through to the end and would like to work something out, you can like this post and I'll reach out to you, message me on here, or add me on Discord: lindsay7046.

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darkrpfinder · 18 days

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Please be 21+ to interact!!!

Doctor Who:

Eleventh Doctor - Jack, Rory, Clara

Fifth Doctor - Turlough, Ainley!Master

Fourteenth Doctor - Jack

Sixth Doctor - Ainley!Master

Tenth Doctor - Jack, Simm!Master

Fantastic Beasts Franchise:

Albus Dumbledore - Grindelwald, Theseus, Newt, Jacob

Theseus Scamander - Dumbledore, Grindelwald

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon:

Beric Dondarrion - Thoros

Daemon Targaryen - Laenor, Criston, Otto, Rhaenyra (preferably before the 10-year time jump), Laena

Daenerys Targaryen - Margaery, Jaime, Jorah

Jaime Lannister - Bronn, Dany, Sansa

Margaery Tyrell - Dany, Sansa, Stannis, Joffrey

Petyr Baelish - Renly, Sansa

Roose Bolton - Stannis, Tywin, Sansa

Stannis Baratheon - Roose, Davos

Thoros - Beric

Tywin Lannister - Roose, Aerys II

Marvel:

Benjamin Poindexter - Ray, Matt, Karen

Bruce Banner - Tony, Natasha

Bucky Barnes - Zemo, Tony

Carol Danvers - Valkyrie

Eddie Brock - Venom, Wade, Andrew!Peter, Dan

Loki Laufeyson - Thor, Mobius, Grandmaster

Nathan Summers - Wade

Andrew!Peter Parker - Dane!Harry, Matt, Wade, Eddie, Tobey!Peter, Gwen

Ray Nadeem - Dex, Matt

Tony Stark - Bucky, Dr. Strange, Tom!Peter, Bruce

Wade Wilson - Eddie, Cable, Andrew!Peter, Comics!Peter, Dopinder, Colossus, Wolverine

Supernatural:

Arthur Ketch - Dean, Mick

Azazel - Sam, John

Chuck Shurley - Sam, Dean

Crowley - Dean, Bobby, Cas

Dean Winchester - Ketch, Crowley, Chuck, Benny, Lucifer, Garth

Lucifer - Dean, Sam, Nick

Mick Davies - Ketch, Sam

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Franchise:

Drayton Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever

Johnny Sawyer - Leland, Sonny, Julie

Nubbins Sawyer - Danny, Maria

Tex Sawyer - Open to discussing whatever

If you'd like to work something out, please message me (HIGHLY preferred) or like this post and I'll message you.

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findyourrp · 2 months

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Please read everything and be 21+ to interact!!!

All characters will be 18+!

Doctor Who: Delgado!Master, Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor

Delgado!Master x Three

Dhawan!Master x Any Doctor

Eleven x Jack

Eleven x Clara

Five x Turlough

Fourteen x Jack

Two x Jamie

Ten x Jack

Ten x Simm!Master

Dumbledore x Grindelwald

Dumbledore x Newt

Dumbledore x Theseus

Barty x Lucius

Barty x Draco

Cedric x Harry

Cormac x Ron

Cormac x Hermione

Lockhart x Snape

Lockhart x Quirrell

Snape x Lucius

Snape x Harry

Snape x Lupin

Theseus x Newt

Beric x Thoros

Daemon x Laenor

Daemon x Criston

Daemon x Viserys

Daemon x Laena

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Dany x Margaery

Dany x Jorah

Jaime x Sansa

Margaery x Sansa

Margaery x Roose

Margaery x Stannis

Margaery x Joffrey

Petyr x Renly

Petyr x Sansa

Robb x Roose

Robb x Jon

Robb x Theon

Roose x Stannis

Roose x Tywin

Roose x Sansa

Stannis x Davos

Dex x Ray

Dex x Billy

Dex x Matt

Dex x Karen

Billy x Frank

Billy x Karen

Bruce x Tony

Bucky x Zemo

Carol x Valkyrie

Eddie x Venom

Frank x Matt

Frank x Karen

Loki x Grandmaster

Loki x Thor

Loki x Mobius

Cable x Wade

Andrew!Peter x Tobey!Peter

Andrew!Peter x Matt

Andrew!Peter x Wade

Andrew!Peter x Male MJ

Andrew!Peter x Gwen

Gambit x Wolverine

Gambit x Rogue (canon female or genderbent male)

Tony x Strange

Tony x Tom!Peter

Tony x Steve

Wade x Wolverine

Wade x Dopinder

Wade x Comics!Peter

Wade x Matt

Wade x Colossus

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: Charlie Hewitt Jr., Drayton Sawyer, Johnny Sawyer, Nubbins Sawyer

Johnny x Leland

Johnny x Sonny

Johnny x Nubbins

Johnny x Julie

Nubbins x Bubba

Nubbins x Sissy

#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #tcm rp #marvel rp #got rp #game of thrones rp #fantastic beasts rp #hp rp

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amoranger · 5 months

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tethered vows; aemond targaryen [7]

chapter vii – caretaker

pairing—aemond targaryen x sansa stark genre & warnings—hotd/got au, angst, arranged marriage, strangers to lovers, anguage (swearing), alcohol mention and usage, sexual depiction, violence, incest mention. word count—4.1K summary—it is believed that a good relationship between the Iron Throne and the North was the key to a peaceful, prosperous, reign. The Hightowers, strategists seeking to secure the North's loyalty to the Greens, orchestrated an alliance under an arranged marriage between Sansa Stark, the Lady of Winterfell, and Aemond Targaryen, the second son of King Viserys and Alicent Hightower.

The morning after their wedding dawned with an eerie resemblance to the days before they were bound by vows. The sun's first rays filtered through the window, casting a soft glow on the chamber. Aemond's had opted to sleep on the padded bench, situated on the opposite side of the room, which came about with an unspoken agreement. The night passed without a word exchanged about the deliberate distance.In the silent hours of the night, Aemond had ensured Sansa's peaceful slumber before quietly easing himself onto the bed. The padded bench had taken its toll on his back, prompting the silent move to the bed's comfort. He took care not to disturb her, placing himself at the farthest possible distance. He didn't even dare to face her.

As Sansa blinked away the remnants of sleep, her eyes instinctively sought the padded bench, anticipating Aemond's presence. However, the bench stood empty, devoid of any sign of her newly husband. A glance around the room revealed his absence; he had slipped away before the morning light fully claimed the sky. The room, though now shared by husband and wife, retained an atmosphere of separateness.

The festivities of the wedding continued, extending into a week filled with tourneys and huntings. The tourneys showcased the martial prowess of knights, the clang of swords and the thundering hooves of charging steeds filling the air. Hunts in the lush outskirts of King's Landing added another layer of diversion, with the thrill of the chase and camaraderie that accompanied such pursuits. Sansa thought that perhaps that was the reason she found herself pondering the whereabouts of Aemond in the wake of their wedding night. With its scheduled events and customary celebrations, provided a plausible explanation for his absence the morning after.

Her contemplative silence was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door. The muffled voice of one of her maids, likely Mabel, filtered through the wood, seeking permission to enter. Sansa gave her consent, and the door swung open to reveal the maids, ready to assist her in preparing for the day. Amidst the hustle of dressing, the maids conveyed a message – the queen and Princess Helaena awaited her presence for breakfast. A pang of realization hit her – this meal would be without Aemond, who was supposed to be her newly wed husband.

The maids adorned her in a morning gown, a more casual attire suitable for the occasion. Sansa, now ready, followed the maids through the castle's corridors, the scent of tea and biscuits wafted through the air as they approached the designated breakfast room. Upon entering, Sansa was met with a friendly smile from Princess Helaena, who sat at the table, nibbling on a biscuit. Alicent, standing by the table, extended her hand to Sansa, a gesture of courtesy. The room, though adorned with morning sunlight, carried an air of formality. Queen Alicent studied Sansa with an appraising gaze as they sat together, sunlight filtering through the draped windows. The remnants of breakfast, untouched by either, adorned the table.

"So, Sansa, how did you find the feast last night?" Alicent inquired, her tone a subtle blend of curiosity and formality.

"It was a grand affair, Your Grace." Sansa, choosing her words with care, replied.

Alicent nodded, acknowledging the inherent distinctions. "And did you find the festivities to your liking?"

"It was," Sansa hesitated briefly before answering, "enjoyable."

Alicent's sharp gaze lingered on Sansa for a moment, sensing the guarded nature of her responses. Sansa's eyes flickered with a subtle mix of discomfort and reticence. The queen leaned back, her expression inscrutable.

"Now, where is Aemond? I thought he would join us this morning."

"I had also expected to see him this morning." Sansa's brow furrowed with genuine uncertainty. "But I haven't seen him since last night."

The Queen's gaze, once composed, turned slightly rigid at Sansa's unexpected comment. She maintained her regal demeanor, responding with a smile that seemed a touch forced. "Aemond is a diligent prince. Either he is training with Ser Criston or drowning himself with history books as we speak, I'm sure."

"Better than drowning in cups, perhaps." Sansa, quipped back, perhaps unwittingly.

A subtle tension settled in the room, lingering between the two women. Sansa, unaccustomed to the subtleties of courtly conversation, had inadvertently touched on a sensitive topic—the well-known inclinations of the Queen's firstborn son. The silence that followed was pregnant with unspoken disapproval.

Alicent, reigning in her initial reaction, maintained her composure but offered no immediate response. Sansa, realizing the potential misstep, felt a twinge of regret for her unfiltered comment. She had momentarily forgotten that this woman, the Queen, was now her mother-in-law, and such directness might not be well-received.

The thick tension hung in the air until Princess Helaena, sensing the discomfort, broke into laughter. Her melodic laughter eased the strain in the room, providing a subtle release valve for the palpable unease. Alicent, her features still composed, regarded Sansa with a scrutinizing gaze before allowing a small smile to grace her lips.

"It's always refreshing to have a bit of humor in the morning." Helaena chimed in. "I'm sure Aemond will appreciate the jest when you find him."

"Well, it's good to see him immersing himself in the history of the realm." Alicent replied diplomatically, steering the conversation away from the unintended barb. "Perhaps you'll join him in his studies one day."

"I would love to, Your Grace." Sansa nodded graciously, realizing the delicate nature of her earlier remark.

The tension lifted further, and the trio resumed their breakfast, the unspoken nuances of the morning lingering beneath the surface. Sansa, despite her inadvertent misstep, maintained a composed exterior.

The tourneys stretched out beneath the watchful gaze of the Red Keep's towering walls. The field was a colorful spectacle, adorned with the sigils and banners of knights hailing from various corners of the realm. Sansa, seated beside Aemond, found herself surrounded by a diverse array of nobility and commoners alike. There was a great deal of anticipation as the knights prepared to showcase their martial prowess. The court was abuzz with introductions and cheers, the eager crowd filled with faces both familiar and unfamiliar to Sansa. Knights from both prominent houses and lesser-known families presented themselves, their armor gleaming under the sun as they paid homage to the audience. It was a grand display, not quite matching the scale of Aegon and Helaena's wedding, but impressive nonetheless.

Sansa stole a glance at Aemond, they have not spoken at all today. The juxtaposition of the festive atmosphere and their reserved demeanor struck a chord within her. The question lingered in her mind – did the masses notice the absence of overt affection between the newlyweds? Should they at least maintain the pretense of unity before the crowd?

As the tourneys unfolded, the clash of steel and the thunderous roars of the crowd painted a vivid spectacle and skill. Yet, amidst the excitement, Sansa could not find it in her to enjoy the day.

"Brother," Aegon's mischievous voice cut through the sounds of clashing swords and cheering spectators as he leaned in, feigning a whisper, but his words were far from discreet, "did the bedding meet your expectations? Or was it as lackluster as the rumored skill of your bride?"

Sansa, sitting on Aemon'd right, couldn't help but catch wind of Aegon's jesting tone. The discomfort etched on Aemond's face was evident, yet he maintained his composure.

"It was a private matter between my wife and me. No need for jests." Aemond responded with a forced smile, his voice measured and respectful.

"Well, I hope you didn't disappoint our Northern lady. Wouldn't want to tarnish the Targaryen reputation, now would we?" Aegon chuckled, seemingly enjoying the discomfort he had caused.

"Rest assured, Aegon." Aemond's jaw clenched slightly, but he managed a diplomatic response, "The Targaryen reputation remains intact."

He shot a stern look at his brother, silently urging him to cease his inappropriate banter, mindful of the watching eyes around them.

Sansa tried, maybe not her hardest, but she tried to remain silent. But her patience reached its limit as Aegon continued with his jests. Now that she is to live with these people, she knows she must make a stand. She decided it was time to finally assert herself, letting a subtle edge creep into her voice.

"Prince Aegon, you might want to be more discreet with your whispers." She said with a stern voice. "I can hear them quite clearly from where I sit."

Aegon's playful expression faltered for a moment as he realized Sansa had not only heard him but also addressed him directly. She continued to gaze ahead at the tourney, her posture regal, sending a clear message that she would not tolerate disrespect.

"My apologies, sister," Aegon, slightly taken aback, recovered quickly, offering a feigned apologetic smile. "I meant no offense. Just a bit of brotherly banter."

Sister. Oh, how she loathed how it came out of his mouth. Sansa acknowledged his words with a nod but didn't grace him with a response.

She felt increasingly out of her element as the tourneys dragged on. The heat of the day beat down on her, and the weight of her elaborate dress became more burdensome with every passing moment. The spectacle of violence in the tourney ring held little appeal for her, and she wondered if this was what married life among the Targaryens entailed.

As the hours wore on, Sansa shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the sweat dampening her brow and trickling down her back. The grandiosity of the event only added to her discomfort, and she couldn't shake the feeling of being a fish out of water, surrounded by a world she hadn't fully grasped. The relentless heat threatened to overwhelm her, and Sansa longed for the cool embrace of Winterfell. She glanced around, trying to maintain her composure while silently wishing for the tourneys to conclude. The dazzling display of prowess in the ring held no allure for her.

Aemond's perceptive eye caught Sansa's discomfort as she shifted in her seat, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. He could tell that the prolonged exposure to the heat was taking a toll on her. However, rather than drawing attention to the matter, he chose to act discreetly. With a subtle movement, he reached for a cup of water beside him and silently handed it to her.

Sansa, torn between appreciating the gesture and her own frustration, accepted the cup. Without uttering a word, she took a sip from the cup, the cool water providing a welcome relief from the sweltering heat.

"I could fetch it myself." Sansa muttered, finally broking the silence between them.

Aemond maintained his composure. He didn't engage in an argument, choosing instead to return his focus to the ongoing tourney.

"You may return to the chambers if you wish." Aemond's low voice cut through the background noise of the tourney. His suggestion that Sansa could return to her chambers carried a hint of concern, a rare glimpse into a softer side that he guarded. Sansa, however, was quick to dismiss the idea, unaware of his concern. She was determined not to yield to the scrutiny of those who might relish her absence.

"I would not give them the satisfaction," she replied, her words carrying a resolved stoicism.

"Whose?" Aemond pressed further.

Your mother and the council, she wanted to answer, but opted to keep her silence. Placing the cup on the small table before them, she resumed her watch over the tourney.

The signs of her struggle as the heat began to take its toll never subsided. Despite not speaking, the concern never left Aemond's gaze. The heat bore down on her, and her inability to keep a straight face betrayed the internal battle she waged against the weather. The relentless heat weighed heavily and her body betrayed her efforts to stay composed. Her eyes, battling to stay open, were losing the fight as they drooped, and she found it increasingly difficult to draw a steady breath. Leaning more heavily on the chair, she resisted the encroaching lightheadedness.

"You are ill." Aemond stated, his body subtly turning towards her to address the situation discreetly.

"I am not." Sansa stubbornly retorted, her words a veiled defiance against her body's protests.

"The heat does not do you well," he explained with a hint of concern. "You should return to your chambers."

"Ah, dear husband," she mockingly exclaimed, "so very eager to rid yourself of your wife."

Without dignifying her words with a response, Aemond rose from his seat, drawing the attention of those around them.

"Guards," he commanded, addressing the knightguards standing nearby, "escort Princess Sansa to her chambers. She is feeling ill—"

"Nonsense!" Sansa interjected, standing up as well. She flailed her hand in opposition to Aemond's words. "I am perfectly—"

Mid-sentence, she swayed, her unsteady feet betraying her. The sudden movement of her standing up had blurred her vision, and the heat's effect became undeniable. Aemond, quick to react, caught her elbow and placed his other hand on her forearm. As she gained her strength to stand upright again, she avoided meeting his eyes. The reason was most likely to be out of embarassment.

"I'm afraid my wife is not prone to the heat," he asserted to the lords and ladies seated on the podium. He casted a glance towards his mother before turning to command the guards. "Bring her to her chambers and fetch the maester immediately."

The knightguards, receiving Aemond's authoritative command, swiftly moved into action. Two of them flanked Sansa, supporting her as she stumbled slightly. The crowd's attention shifted to the unfolding scene, and whispers began to circulate among the spectators. Despite her stubborn protests, she felt a wave of dizziness and weakness. Aemond's hand on her forearm offered a steadying anchor, and she couldn't help but acknowledge, if only to herself, that perhaps she had underestimated the toll the heat had taken on her.

As the guards guided her away from the tournament grounds, Sansa couldn't escape the nagging feeling that Aemond's concern, though expressed in an authoritarian manner, held a genuine undertone. Was it more of his pretense? She could not tell.

The air in Sansa's chamber was cool and carried a faint scent of herbs, a testament to the maester's efforts to bring down her temperature.

"Princess," the maester's voice echoed through the chamber, breaking the hushed atmosphere. "You must rest. The worst has passed, but you need time to recover."

Sansa nodded weakly, her eyes still shut against the dim light filtering through the curtains. The maester's hands were skilled and gentle as he continued his ministrations, checking her pulse and offering soothing words of reassurance.

She laid on the bed, her body still recovering from the effects of the heatstroke. She was flush and he breathing ragged. She had pretended at the tourney earlier that the heat didn't affect her, but it seemed now that she's out of the masses eyes, she was fully vulnerable. Sansa never had heatstroke before she didn't know how painful it could be. The cool sponges and gentle fanning provided some relief. The maester, satisfied with his examination, instructed the maids to continue their efforts to cool her down.

"Continue with the cool compresses and ensure she stays hydrated," he instructed, his gaze shifting to Sansa. "And, princess, try to get some sleep. It will aid your recovery."

Sansa feigned a small smile, appreciating the concern etched across the maester's face. With his departure, the maids resumed their task, diligently attending to Sansa's needs. The damp sponges and gentle fanning provided a brief respite, but Sansa couldn't shake the lingering discomfort that clung to her.

The distant sounds of the tournament's conclusion reached her ears, a symphony of cheers and clashing weapons gradually fading into the background. Sansa wished she could drown in the blissful ignorance of sleep, but her body rebelled against the idea. The ordeal of the heatstroke had left its mark, and her senses remained alert, attuned to the nuances of her surroundings.

The door creaked open, drawing the maids' attention. They rose in unison, a display of deference, their eyes focused on the figure entering the room.

"My Prince," they greeted in unison.

Sansa's heart skipped a beat, though she kept her eyes closed. The prince's presence was unmistakable, his aura exuding authority and concern. She wondered how much of her predicament he had witnessed at the tourney, how much of her vulnerability he had glimpsed.

Aemond acknowledged the maids with a nod but directed his attention immediately to Sansa. His gaze traveled over her, noting the paleness that had replaced the flushed heat of earlier.

"Thank you, ladies. You may step outside for a moment," his voice resonated, commanding obedience.

The room, once filled with the ambient sounds of maids at work and Sansa's labored breathing, now hushed as the maids quietly retreated to give the couple some privacy. Silence enveloped the room for a moment before she heard his footsteps approaching. Sansa felt the weight of his gaze on her, and a shiver ran down her spine. He approached the bed, his eyes showing a flicker of genuine concern.

"How are you feeling?" Aemond's voice was softer now, devoid of the authoritative tone he had used during the tournament. He looked down at Sansa, her eyes still closed, her damp hair clinging to her forehead. He took a seat beside her, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of distress.

"I've had... better days." She mumbled.

"The maester advised you need rest in cool surroundings," Aemond explained, "and no more exposure to excessive heat."

"How terrible," She said, words still slurring slightly. Her cheeks flushed, partly from the remnants of the heatstroke and partly from the prince's genuine concern. "What am I to do now that I cannot watch the grandness of the tourneys."

Aemond's features softened as he regarded Sansa lying on the bed, though a hint of exasperation lingered in his eyes. "Grand tourneys will come and go, but your well-being is more important."

"You're starting to sound like my mother." Sansa cracked open one eye, peering up at him with a teasing glint.

"Perhaps she has a point." Aemond couldn't suppress a small smirk. "Rest now; I'll ensure you don't miss too much grandness."

His hand gently brushed against hers, not enough to hold her hand, but enough to sped the beat of her heart.

"You're an excellent caretaker, my prince." Sansa's responded with a playful sigh.

My Prince.

Aemond, he wanted to say, but stayed silent.

The formality weighed on Aemond's mind. His title coming out of her mouth reminded him of the gaps that separate them. They do not know each other, not really. Aemond continued his vigil by Sansa's bedside, the cool cloth in his hand providing relief to her fevered skin. Their union was union of duty rather than love, that is true. Yet, with the wet cloth on his hand pressing down her skin, mayhaps the boundaries between duty and something more had blurred. The vulnerability she had shown during the heatstroke had stirred a protective instinct within him. Though they were still strangers, that is true.

As the hours passed, the room's silence was only broken by the soft sounds of the maids returning to ensure, cleaning the room and ensure everything was in order. Aemond's actions, the gentle strokes of the cool cloth against her skin, could easily be mistaken as an act of tenderness. It was a dangerous ambiguity, one that he would not acknowledged.

"My prince," One of the maids walked closer from their positions, their eyes expectant. Her voice gentle and accommodating,"if you wish, we can attend to Lady Sansa tonight. You need not trouble yourself."

Aemond considered the offer for a moment, his gaze shifting between the concerned maids and Sansa, who was watching him with a mix of gratitude and curiosity. The notion of others taking care of his wife was met with a subtle resistance within him. Duty demanded it, but something deeper compelled him to be the one by her side.

"I will see to my wife myself." Aemond replied, his voice calm and measured. "You may retire for the evening."

The maids curtsied and exited the room once more, leaving Aemond alone with Sansa once again. In her weakened state, slept soundly, unaware of the presence at her side. Aemond observed her breathing even out and her features relax, a testament to the healing touch of rest. When he deemed her slumber deep enough, Aemond reluctantly withdrew from her bedside. His eyes lingered on her for a moment longer before he silently exited the room, closing the door with a soft click behind him.

The Keep's corridors were quiet after the tourneys, the echoes of distant footsteps reverberating in the stone halls. Aemond made his way to his own chambers. Aemond settled into his bed. As sleep claimed him in the quietude of his own chamber. He finally pondered, if the the fine line between duty and an unknown emotion he dare not explore, was beginning to blur or not.

Sansa stirred from her slumber, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains casting a warm glow across the room. As she blinked away the remnants of sleep, she realized that her fever had abated. The coolness of her skin replaced the previous night's feverish heat, and a sense of clarity settled over her.

However, the emptiness of the room did not go unnoticed. Her husband, was absent once more. Not a trace of him lingered from the night before, not even on the padded bench where he had slept on their wedding night. Sansa couldn't suppress the flicker of disappointment that crossed her features. She had hoped for some continuity, a thread connecting their nights, even if it was just the shared space of the room.

With a resigned sigh, Sansa gathered herself. The realization that she must grow accustomed to the solitary nights ahead weighed on her. Duty and tradition dictated the terms of their marriage, leaving her to a union that lacked the warmth she had once imagined. Summoning her strength, she forced herself to rise from the bed. Just as she steadied herself on her feet, a soft knock echoed through the chamber.

"Come in," Sansa called, her voice composed.

The door opened, and the maids, led by Elara, entered with a mixture of relief and surprise etched on their faces. Their eyes widened at the sight of Sansa standing, a testament to her speedy recovery.

"Princess!" Elara exclaimed in a concerned tone, her eyes scanning Sansa for any signs of weakness. "You should be resting!"

"I've rested enough." A gentle smile graced Sansa's lips as she reassured them, "I should thank you all for attending to me all of last night. I'm sure my recovery is owed to you ladies."

The maids exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them. Elara stepped forward, her voice earnest, "It was Prince Aemond who attended to you all of last night, Princess. He was adamant to stay by his wife's side."

Sansa's eyes widened in shock. Aemond had chosen to be with her throughout the night, a revelation that surprised her. She remembered his presence after the tournament but had expected him to leave once she had drifted into sleep.

"Aemond?" Sansa asked, her voice betraying a mix of astonishment and uncertainty.

"Yes, Princess." Elara nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "He insisted on caring for you throughout the night. We offered to take over, but he declined, saying it was his duty as your husband."

It was a gesture that went beyond duty, and she couldn't ignore the warmth it kindled within her.

"Where is he now?" Sansa inquired, trying to mask the curiosity in her voice.

"He left a short while ago, saying you needed your rest," Elara replied, her eyes studying Sansa's reaction.

Sansa nodded, a mix of emotions swirling within her. Gratefulness for Aemond's care warred with the disappointment that he had left without a word. The maids exchanged a knowing glance, understanding what lays beneath Sansa's composed facade. As they continued to assist her, adjusting the pillows and offering a fresh change of clothes, Sansa couldn't shake the lingering feeling of Aemond's presence in the room. Once they finished tending to her, Sansa stood on slightly unsteady legs, determined to face the day ahead. The maids hovered nearby, ready to catch her if needed.

"Thank you, ladies," Sansa said, her tone gracious. "I will take it from here."

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Doctor Who: Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Harry Sullivan, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan ~~~ Eleven x Clara, Eleven x Amy, Eleven x Rory, Eleven x Jack, Fourteen x Rose, Fourteen x Jack, Harry x Four, Ten x Jack, Ten x Simm!Master, Yaz x Thirteen

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UPDATED SHIPS’ LIST!

After centuries promising this, I’ve finally updated and organized my ships’ list!

That… Was harder than I thought it’d be… lol

Anyway… I’ve decided to do it in a way that might make it easier to go around it. Let me know if it worked.

All of them will be origanized by alphabetical order, however I separated my favorite ladies from the main groups, because they do appear a lot. (A LOT)

Sansa Stark Ships

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Alfie Solommons (Peaky Blinders)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Alfie Solommons (Peaky Blinders) x Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Arondir (The Rings of Power)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Arthur Pendragon (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Booker (The Old Guard)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Borra (Maleficent: Mistress of Evil)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Bucky Barnes (MCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Derek Hale (Teen Wolf)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Erik Lehnsherr (X-Men: First Class)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Faramir (The Lord of the Rings)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Galahad (King Arthur)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) X Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones) x Robb Stark (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Lancelot/The Weeping Monk (Cursed)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Legolas (The Lord of the Rings)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Loki (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Marcus (Underworld)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Merlin (Kingsman)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Nuada (Hellboy)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) X Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones) x Willas Tyrell (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Peter Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) X Prince Vlad (Dracula: Untold)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Ray Smith (The Gentlemen)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Roan (The 100)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x The Darkling (Shadow and Bone)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Theon Greyjoy (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Thor (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Thorin Oakenshield (The Hobbit)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Thranduil (The Hobbit)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Valkyrie (MCU)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Vortigern Pendragon (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Willas Tyrell (Game of Thrones)

Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Yon-Rogg (Captain Marvel)

Darcy Lewis Ships

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Arthur Curry (Aquaman)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Brock Rumlow (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Brock Rumlow (MCU) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Brock Rumlow (MCU) x Jack Rollins (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Bucky Barnes (MCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Derek Hale (Teen Wolf)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Face Templeton (The A-Team)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Harvey Russell (Rampage)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Jarvis (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Jensen (The losers)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x John Constantine (Constantine)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Leonard “Bones” McCoy (Star Trek)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Loki Odinson (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Mando (The Mandalorian)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Niles (The Old Guard)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Phil Coulson (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Pietro Maximoff (MCU)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Ray Smith (The Gentlemen)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Seven (6 Underground)

Darcy Lewis (MCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Margaery Tyrel Ships

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Aramis (The Three Musketeers)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Boromir (The Lord of the Rings)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Erik (The Last Kingdom) x Galahad (King Arthur 2004)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Faramir (The Lord of the Rings)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Fíli (The Hobbit)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Galahad (King Arthur)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Gawain (King Arthur)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Genya Safin (Shadow and Bone)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Legolas

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Lucian (Underworld)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) X Roan (The 100)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Robb Stark (Game of Thrones)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Rollo Lothbrok (Vikings)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Secretary Cha (A Business Proposal)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Stelios (300)

Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones) x Thranduil (The Hobbit)

Susan Pevensie Ships

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Arthur Pendragon (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Clark Kent (DCU)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Erik Lehnsherr (X-Men: First Class)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Gawain (King Arthur)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Guy of Gisborne (BBC Robin Hood)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Lancelot/The Weeping Monk (Cursed)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Legolas (The Lord of Rings)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Loki Odinson (MCU)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Merlin (Kingsman)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Robb Stark (Game of Thrones)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Robin of Loxley (Robin Hood)

Susan Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Kisa/Madam M Ships

(And I do know they’re two different characters but to me they kind of give the same vibes and they’re both played by the always amazing Eiza Gonzalez)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Black Hat (Priest 2011)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Klaus Mikaelson (The Originals)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Lucian (Underworld)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Lucifer (Lucifer)

Kisa (From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series) x Michael (Legion)

Madam M (Hobbs & Shaw) x 47 (Hitman: Agent 47)

Madam M. (Hobbs & Shaw) x Storm Shadow (G.I. Joe: Rise of Cobra)

Madame M (Hobbs & Shaw) x Jack Rollins (MCU)

Madame M (Hobbs & Shaw) x Lara Croft (Tomb Raider) x Merlin (The Kingsman)

Madame M (Hobbs & Shaw) x Merlin (The Kingsman)

Gretel Ships

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Anna Valerious (Van Helsing)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Aramis (The Three Musketeers)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Black Hat (Priest)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Borra (Maleficent: Mistress of Evil)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Chris Argent (Teen Wolf)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher) x Yennefer of Venberg (The Witcher)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Lan Mandragoran (The Wheel of Time)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Mr. Quinlan (The Strain)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) x Nina Zenik (Shadow and Bone)

Gretel (Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters) X Prince Nuada (Hellboy: The Golden Army)

Lydia Martin Ships

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) X Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Owen Shaw (The Fast Saga)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Peter Hale (Teen Wolf)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Prince Nuada (Hellboy)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Ray Smith (The Gentlemen)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf) x Tangerine (Bullet Train)

Lara Croft Ships

(There are two Laras here, because they are different. So one is from the movies with Angelina Jolie and the other from the one with Alicia Vikander).

Lara Croft (Lara Croft: Tomb Raider) x Chris Argent (Teen Wolf)

Lara Croft (Lara Croft: Tomb Raider) x Deckard Owen & Owen Shaw (The Fast and the Furious)

Lara Croft (Lara Croft: Tomb Raider) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Lara Croft (Lara Croft: Tomb Raider) x Prince Nuada (Hellboy)

Lara Croft (Lara Croft: Tomb Raider) x Sydney Fox (Relic Hunter)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider) X Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider) x Lu Ren (Tomb Raider)

Lara Croft (Tomb Raider) x Mr Quinlan (The Strain)

F/M

Ada Shelby (Peaky Blinders) x Robb Stark (Game of Thrones)

Alice (Resident Evil) x Black Hat (Priest)

Alice Monaghan (Hellboy) x Ben Daimio (Hellboy)

Anne Shirley Cuthbert (Anne with an E) x Gilbert Blythe (Anne with an E)

Anne Shirley Cuthbert (Anne with an E) x Monkey D. Luffy (One Piece)

Arya Stark (Game of Thrones) x Gendry Waters (Game of Thrones)

Baby Doll (Sucker Punch) x Priest (Priest)

Bee (The Babysitter) x Castiel (Supernatural)

Bee (The Babysitter) x Michael (Legion)

Blair Waldorf (Gossip Girl) X Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Bluebell Baggins (The Hobbit) x Thorin Oakenshield (The Hobbit)

Brienne of Tarth (Game of Thrones) x Dagonet (King Arthur)

Catia (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword) x Borra (Maleficent: Mistress of Evil)

Chelsea (St. Trinian’s) x Eggsy Unwin (Kingsman)

Claire Dearing (Jurassic World) x Harvey Russell (Rampage)

Claire Dearing (Jurassic World) x John Kennex (Almost Human)

Daisy “Quake” Johnson (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.) X Gary “Eggsy” Unwin (Kingsman)

Debbie Ocean (Ocean’s 8) x John Wick (John Wick)

Diana (Wonder Woman) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)

Diana Bishop (A Discovery of Witches) x John Constantine (Constantine)

Dutch (Killjoys) x Leonard McCoy (Star Trek)

Elena Houghlin (Charlie's Angels) x Tangerine (Bullet Train)

Elena Houghlin (Charlie’s Angels) x 47 (Hitman)

Éowyn (The Lord of the Rings) x Faramir (The Lord of the Rings)

Éowyn (The Lord of the Rings) x Lancelot (King Arthur)

Éowyn (The Lord of the Rings) x The Weeping Monk (Cursed)

Evelyn Salt (Salt) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Felicity Smoak (Arrow) x Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

Female Tony Stark (MCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Gillian Owens (Practical Magic) x Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Grace (Ready or Not) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Jamie Moriarty (Elementary) x Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes)

Jane Foster (MCU) x Jack Rollins (MCU)

Jane Sloan (The Bold Type) x Chris Argent (Teen Wolf)

Jane Sloan (The Bold Type) x James “Bucky” Barnes (MCU)

Jane Sloan (The Bold Type) x Merlin (Kingsman)

Jane Sloan (The Bold Type) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Jemma Simmons (Agents of SHIELD) x John Kennex (Almost Human)

Jessica Jones (Jessica Jones) x Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Jinx (G.I. Joe: Retaliation) x Raizo (Ninja Assassin)

Katia Von Dees (Hitman Agent 47) x Snake Eyes (G.I. Joe)

Lady Jaye (G.I. Joe) x Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Lily Evans (Harry Potter) x James Potter (Harry Potter)

Lindy (Jolt) x Brock Rumlow (MCU)

Lindy (Jolt) x Frank Castle (The Punisher)

Lorraine Broughton (Atomic Blonde) x Frank Martin (The Transporter)

Lothíriel (The Lord of the Rings) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)

Lucy Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia) x Faramir (The Lord of the Rings)

Madison Maxwell (Dollface) x Chris Argent (Teen Wolf)

Maiko Mori (Pacific Rim) x Joseph Dredd (Dredd)

Maleficent (Maleficent) X Jareth (The Labyrinth)

Maria Hill (MCU) x Merlin (Kingsman)

Mera (DCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Mercedes (Snakes on a plane) x Chen Leong (Snakes on a plane)

Mika Coretti (Ninja Assassin) x Raizo (Ninja Assassin)

Miriam “Midge” Maisel (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel) x Napoleon Solo (The Man From U.N.C.L.E.)

Morgana (Merlin) x Captain James Hook (Peter Pan)

Natasha Romanoff (MCU) X John Wick (John Wick)

Nina Zenik (Shadow and Bone) x Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Nina Zenik (Shadow and Bone) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Octavia Blake (The 100) x Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Octavia Blake (The 100) x Joseph Dredd (Dredd)

Padmé Amidala (Star Wars) x Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Pepper Potts (MCU) x Phil Coulson (MCU)

Phryne Fisher (Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries) x Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

Princess Tamina (Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)

Princess Tamina (Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time) x Prince Nuada Silverlance (Hellboy: The Golden Army)

Queen Freya (The Huntsman: Winter’s Wars) x Conan (Conan The Barbarian)

Ravenna (Snow White and the Huntsman) x Vortigern Pendragon (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword)

Rey (Star Wars) x James T. Kirk (Star Trek)

Sam (Gunpowder Milkshake) x Tangerine (Bullet Train)

Samantha O'Hara (Rogue) x William 'Ironhead' Miller (Triple Frontier)

Sarah Wilson (The Falcon and The Winter Soldier) x Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Selina Kyle (Catwoman) x Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Shana 'Scarlett' O’Hara (G.I. Joe) x John Grimm (Doom)

Shana ‘Scarlett’ O’Hara (G.I. Joe: Rise of Cobra) x Darth Maul (Star Wars)

Shana ‘Scarlett’ O’Hara (G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra) x 47 (Hitman: Agent 47)

Tamara (Conan the Barbarian 2011) x The Font Demon (The New Adventures of Monkey)

Tamara (Conan The Barbarian) x Lucian (Underworld)

Tauriel (The Hobbit) x Kíli (The Hobbit)

The Mage (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword) x Tristan (King Arthur)

Wynonna Earp (Wynonna Earp) x Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Xu Xialing (MCU) x Razor Fist (MCU)

Yennefer of Vengerberg (The Witcher) x Diaval (Maleficent)

Yennefer of Vengerberg (The Witcher) x The Font Demon (The New Adventures of Monkey)

M/M Ships

Arthur Pendragon (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword) x Robb Stark (Game of Thrones)

Bilbo Baggins (The Hobbit) x Thorin Oakenshield (The Hobbit)

Bran Stark (Game of Thrones) x Edmund Pevensie (The Chronicles of Narnia)

Bucky Barnes (MCU) x Ray Smith (The Gentlemen)

Bucky Barnes (MCU) x Steve Rogers (MCU)

Face (The A-Team) x Han Cho Bai (Red 2)

Faramir (The Lord of the Rings) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher) x Jon Snow (Game of Thrones)

Jacob Hood (Eleventh Hour) X Santiago “Pope” Garcia (Triple Frontier)

Jaskier (The Witcher) x Jesper Fahey (Shadow and Bone)

Loki Odinson (MCU) x Thranduil (The Hobbit)

F/F Ships

Aurora (Maleficent) x The Princess (The Princess)

Beverly Marsh (It) x Eleven | Jane Hopper (Stranger Things)

Clarke Griffin (The 100) x Daenerys Targaryen (Game of Thrones)

Daenerys Targeryen (Game of Thrones) x Yara Greyjoy (Game of Thrones)

Daenerys Targeryen (Game of Thrones) x Yennefer of Venberg (The Witcher)

Daphne Kluger (Ocean’s Eight) x Sabina Wilson (Charlie’s Angels)

Dinah Lance (Birds of Prey) x Sabina Wilson (Charlie’s Angels)

Hattie Shaw (Hobbs & Shaw) x Jane Kano (Charlie’s Angels)

Jaylah (Star Trek Beyond) x Valkyrie (MCU)

Jess (Focus) x Nine Ball (Ocean’s 8)

Kate Kane (Batwoman) x Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn 99)

Lady Sif (MCU) x Sara (The Huntsman)

Lou (Ocean’s 8) x Scarlet (Milkshake Gunpowder)

Mace Browne (The 355) x Maria Schmidt (The 355)

Mina Harker (The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) x Selene (Underworld)

Morgana (Merlin) x Ravenna (Snow White and the Huntsman)

Tauriel (The Hobbit) x Valkyrie (MCU)

OT3

Anna Poliatova (Anna) x Murphy and Connor MacManus (The Boondock Saints)

Bluebell Baggins x Thorin Oakenshield x Dwalin (The Hobbit)

Gillian Owens (Practical Magic) x Murphy and Connor MacManus (The Boondock Saints)

Melissa MacCall (Teen Wolf) x Chris Argent (Teen Wolf) x Peter Hale (Teen Wolf)

Mikaela Banes (Transformers) x Han (The Fast & The Furious) x Raleigh Becket (Pacific Rim)

Parker x Alec Hardison x Eliot Spencer (Leverage)

Roxy Morton (Kingsman) x Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons (Agents of the S.H.I.E.L.D.)

Shana 'Scarlett' O'Hara (G.I. Joe: Rise of Cobra) x Dorian x John Kennex (Almost Human)

Well, this was… Kind of ridiculous.

I think I need more ships. lol

#madame baggio #gifs not mine #ships #shipping list #that's ridiculously long #I should be as #but also #looking for new ships #why am i like this

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