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n-evermores · 8 months

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A Dance of Fire & Ice - AU (Chapter 1/?)

Pairing: Sansa Stark & Daenerys Targaryen

A/N: This is an AU. It’s very much a fairytale story and isn’t supposed to be taken seriously. Daensa is a fav crackship of mine. In other words, I’m not going to debate with anyone whether it’s a good ship or not. This is just for fun.

Warnings: None

Premise: This is completely AU. It does not follow the same story/timeline/structure and some characters may have very different backgrounds/motivations. The Night King is something that’s happened and this takes place after the war.

Summary:

Queen Sansa Stark of Winterfell has been dreaming of marrying a king ever since she was a child, but now that she wears the crown, her advisor is pushing her to wed against her desires. Sansa only ever met Daenerys during the war, but even so, she looks forward to the fire queen's continuous letters. After attending the winter ball at Highgarden, Sansa is reunited with the beautiful Dragon Queen once again.

Queen Daenerys Stormborn of house Targaryen found the Northern Queen unmoored and reserved during her stay in Winterfell for the war. They formed a reluctant alliance; however, the ice queen was nothing but standoffish. But even so, Dany is delighted to see the red wolf standing in the midst of the ball room, looking more lovely than she remembered.

ೃ⁀➷ i. Sansa Stark

Sansa didn’t hate being Queen. She always dreamed of wearing a jeweled crown upon her head. The sapphires were dull in comparison to her hair painted by the flames from a dragon’s breath.

At least that is how The Mother of Dragons described her hair. The words came as a surprise while reading Queen Daenerys’ most recent letter. She couldn’t deny the admission of those sweet words brought a flush to her cheeks. She could blame it on the frigid weather, but Sansa’s erratic heartbeat was proof enough that those words made her feel not only seen but admired.

She swallowed at the thought. Sansa met a plethora of Lords, and none of them made her blush. She wondered why they couldn’t move her so. They would put on the charm, and attempt to woo her, but it was all a performance for her hand in marriage.

They didn’t care.

Daenerys’ words felt so natural. She wasn’t trying to flatter Sansa. The letter was quite pragmatic, filled with political verbiage. The Dragon Queen was all business, yet still managed to bewitch Sansa with sheer poetry. Why couldn’t they speak to her in such a way? Perhaps then she would marry one of them. She surprised herself with such a thought. Since when did Daenerys Targaryen set a standard for what Sansa wanted in a husband? She laughed it off, before folding Daenerys’ letter and slipping it into the drawer of her vanity—just in time for the sudden rap against her door. She jumped in her chair, her eyelids fluttering in surprise before squinting in the direction of the door.

“You may enter,” Sansa spoke calmly, checking to make sure the drawer was completely closed before relaxing her posture as if trying to appear natural. Not as if Sansa had anything to hide. Her letters were her business.

“I’m sorry to intrude, Your Grace. But Lord Baelish wishes to speak with you.”

Sansa exhaled a long-suffering sigh. Lord Baelish never called on her for social pleasantries. He most likely wanted to discuss her duties again. Sansa couldn’t help but wonder if Daenerys had to suffer such conversations with her advisors. The thought of The Dragon Queen marrying made her insides jolt and Sansa actively ignored the ache. She stood from the chair, the bottom scratching irritatingly against the lacquered wood floors.

“Very well,” Sansa replied before following the captain of her queen's guard. Brienne of Tarth was one of the few people Sansa trusted in her council. So many died in the war against the dead, leaving Sansa with slim pickings when it came to those who would serve her.

The red wolf entered the council room, her eyes falling on Petyr Baelish standing near the fireplace. His gray eyes remained focused on the fire, its orange hue reflecting against the white streaks along his temples. He was a peculiar man, oddly handsome despite his gaunt appearance. The mockingbird pin fastened on his dark wool cloak almost seemed to come alive against the dancing flames. He turned to look at her, a ghost of a smirk flitting across his face. It was fleeting and would be missed by those who did not know him well, but Sansa saw it every time. Lord Baelish was her late mother’s childhood friend. It was the only reason he stood where he did, yet her rising hackles were cautionary—and because of this, she kept him at arm's length.

“Good evening, Your Grace.” He finally spoke. “How is Queen Daenerys?”

Sansa wasn’t surprised that Lord Baelish knew about Daenerys’ letter to her.

“She’s well.” Came Sansa’s quick reply, “Ser Brienne said you wanted to speak with me? Need I ask why or do you have more eligible Lords to throw my way? I won’t marry them.”

She could see his chest rise and fall, an almost tired sigh escaping his lips. “Straight to the point. I expect nothing less from you.”

“You sound proud. I thought you'd find my defiance unfit for a queen?”

“It's not exactly pleasant. But it's not a flaw. Especially for a queen.” He flashed her a smile before pushing away from the fireplace and walking over to the desk to retrieve a parchment. “Lord Ramsay of House Bolton has called on you. His father sent a raven just this afternoon. I've only just opened the letter.”

“Isn't he engaged to be married?”

“Not anymore. His father gave little to no details as to why.”

“I do not wish to marry a man who has his father write my advisor inquiring about me. Couldn't Lord Bolton write to me himself?”

Lord Baelish smiled at this, followed by a breathy laugh in agreement. “I understand your disgust. However, Lord Bolton comes from a proud house. He’d make a fine Queen's consort.”

“Isn’t he the heir? Who will succeed his father?”

“Apparently, his father's young wife gave birth to a son. I suppose he’ll inherit.”

“I don’t want to marry Ramsay Bolton. I don’t want to marry anyone.”

“You wanted to marry Joffrey.” He countered, his gray eyes locking with hers in a match of the century. He wasn’t going to back down from this.

“I was a child, Lord Baelish.”

“A smart one”

Sansa’s lips pursed disapprovingly, squinting in his direction. “Are you implying I’m no longer smart?”

“I never said that. But the war has hardened you. You used to laugh so freely. “ He gave her a once over, “You only wear black now.”

“I lost my entire family.” She reminded, her blue eyes sharp.

“I have not forgotten.” He lamented softly. Sansa was surprised by his empathy. Lord Baelish was a clever man and often showered her with kind words and praises, but Sansa knew he always had a reason for everything he said and everything he did. He was a calculated man, but Sansa wasn’t a fool. Perhaps in her youth, she was naive and gullible, but not anymore.

Now, she was a queen.

“I’m not ready to marry.” She circled back, not wanting to discuss her family anymore. Arya was still around. Well, not really. Arya ran away from her grief, while Sansa stayed behind to pick up the pieces and rebuild Winterfell. Sansa didn’t blame Arya for leaving. She loved her sister and missed her with every fiber of her being, but Arya was free to do as she pleased. Sansa would have preferred for Arya to stay behind and join her council, but her baby sister had every right to find her place in the world.

“When will you be ready?” Lord Baelish asked. He released Bolton’s letter, allowing it to fall onto the desk before sweeping over to Sansa. He reached out for her, his hand touching the curve of her jaw, “I don’t want to push. But you must marry. As Queen, you must produce an heir. If you don’t, your throne will fall to your closest male relative. Which is your cousin, Robin.” He gave a sour expression, “We don’t want that now do we?” He asked, as if he couldn't bear the thought of Lysa Arryn moving into Winterfell with her spoiled son.

Sansa swallowed, her breath thickening in her chest at his words. She didn’t despise her Aunt Lysa, but this was her home. The Vale belonged to Robin, and Sansa would rather walk into the fiery breath of Daenerys Targaryen’s dragon than see her family’s throne fall to Robin Arryn.

“No.” Sansa finally answered, her tone bitter. “I don’t want that. There must be some other way.”

“There isn’t.”

Sansa hated to admit that he was right. She already felt as if she had to prove her position every single day. “But not Ramsay. I don’t want to marry him.” She decided, her gaze meeting his gray eyes with urgency.

Petyr Baelish released Sansa’s face from his touch and moved back to retrieve the letter. He tore it and tossed it into the fire as if it was already forgotten. “As you wish, Your Grace.” He said and Sansa was yet again surprised by him. Petyr was not a generous man, yet he ripped Lord Bolton’s letter as if it were just an afterthought.

ೃ⁀➷ ii. Daenerys Targaryen

Dany squinted as the wind tore through her flaxen hair. She couldn't help the grin on her face as Drogon swooped below the clouds, his claws grazing the water surrounding Dragonstone. Daenerys looked over her shoulder, making sure Rhaegal and Viserion weren't far behind. They were smaller than Drogon, but they never seemed to struggle when it came to keeping up with their brother.

Viserion dove down, submerging parts of his golden body into the water before rising with a large fish in his talons. Daenerys chuckled lightly as he tossed the fish into the air, catching it in his mouth before swallowing it whole. Her dragons seemed happier now that the war was over. She was afraid she'd lose one of them during the battle against the dead. Rhaegal was injured greatly, but her green-scaled boy was stronger than ever now.

As she neared Dragonstone she could see her advisor standing along the wall, his eyes following her dragons in awe. He didn't have to make a sound or wave for Dany to realize he wanted to speak with her. She held onto Drogon tighter, steering him down below. He lowered himself on the pathway, his body too large to fit, but low enough for Daenerys to slide off easily. Her boots softly hit the surface below, her hand sliding along Drogon's scales before he flew off without her.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Your Grace. You did look like you were enjoying yourself up there." He said, his voice almost emotionless as he spoke, but that never bothered Daenerys.

"No need to apologize, Lord Varys." She said, her cheeks flushed pink from the wind beating against her face. "What is it?"

"I received a letter this morning. I thought you would want to read it yourself." He said, and Daenerys felt her brows crease, her lavender-colored eyes reflecting worry and curiosity all at once.

"Oh?" She followed Varys back into the castle to see Missandei holding a piece of parchment, her doe eyes reading through it before she looked up to see Dany approaching. She gave her a slither of a smile and Daenerys felt herself calm just a bit. Varys wasn't exactly the greatest comfort, but he was a good advisor. Missandei was more like a sister than she was an advisor, but Daenerys took great care in listening to her counsel.

"For you, Your Grace." She said before handing the letter off to Dany. Dany read over the words multiple times before looking up at Missandei. She was partly disappointed that the letter was from Lady Olenna and not Sansa Stark. She wrote Sansa weeks ago and has yet to hear a reply from the Northern Queen.

"A winter ball?" Daenerys wrinkled a nose momentarily. She knew balls were for when a man was in need of a wife, but then Daenerys knew she wasn't a very good candidate. She was a queen herself, and would never abandon her kingdom to marry some other ruler. Unless they had some outlandish idea of uniting their kingdoms as one. She cleared her throat some, "I'm assuming you think I should go?"

Missandei gave a small nod, "It wouldn't hurt to show face." She said, "The Tyrells were a great help during the war."

Daenerys knew she was right. If she didn't go she would look rude. Not that Dany cared if she looked rude, but the last thing she needed was to snub another kingdom. "Well, alright." She said before folding the letter, "I suppose I will go." She felt her face flush slightly, "I wonder if Sansa Stark received an invitation?" She queried as she followed Missandei and Varys through the castle. She noticed her advisors exchange a glance with one another, but Daenerys ignored it. Perhaps she did speak of the Stark Queen too much, and they both knew about the letters. Daenerys tried to keep her letters professional, but she had to admit she enjoyed the conversations with Sansa.

"Perhaps she has." Missandei answered softly, "I suppose you'll just have to go and find out."

Dany laughed, her eyes crinkling in amusement at Missandei's words. Of course, Missandei didn't mean to be funny, but it was almost as if Missandei was using the possibility of Sansa Stark's presence at the ball as a way to convince Dany to go and not back out. Daenerys couldn't help but feel a dull ache grip her chest at the thought of Sansa Stark's absence. Daenerys hasn't seen her since the war and wanted more than anything to speak with her in person.

Daenerys didn't know why she felt that way. Sansa Stark wasn't exactly amiable during the war. She was cold towards Daenerys and just the very thought irritated her. Dany did nothing to warrant such hostile behavior, but then again she had to remind herself that Sansa had a lot on her plate.

Even so, the Northern Queen allowed Daenerys to write to her and she even wrote back. They weren't enemies and Dany liked to think they were friends. She wanted to speak with her in person, she wanted to see Sansa's face, and read her expressions, and only then she would know how Sansa truly felt about her. Perhaps she was just entertaining Daenerys' letters, but Dany truly felt that Sansa wouldn't bother writing back if she didn't like her at least a little bit. She felt they could be great friends and allies if the red wolf just gave her a chance.

Daenerys felt her heart rate pick up and she grinned, her face tingling as butterflies danced inside her stomach. She tried not to worry too much about whether Sansa would be there or not. If Daenerys had received an invitation, she was sure Sansa did too.

"Perhaps while you're there, you can consider looking for--" But Varys' words died in his throat as Dany cut him off.

"I'm not ready to start looking for a husband just yet." She said as an impatient sigh escaped her lips, "We're only just recovering from the war. I need to focus on my people right now. They are my first priority, not finding someone to wed."

"Yes, you'll have plenty of time to seek out a husband." Missandei answered, throwing a side-glance at Varys.

Varys didn't argue. He relented before giving Dany a wary glance. Of course he didn't agree with either of them, but he knew better than to push Daenerys into something she wasn't ready for. She was fiercely independent, and he admired her for her strength and gentleness toward her people. But he knew the benefits a marriage could bring to their kingdom, and how much stronger they would be because of it.

Dany knew Varys was for the people above all else. But he trusted her judgement, and she liked to think he cared about her. Dany felt ill at the thought of marrying just yet. She knew she would have to. Every good queen or king had to do it. It was part of the game. But even so, she didn't feel she needed a political marriage in order to keep her kingdom safe. Daenerys had dragons, the dothraki and the unsullied.

She was powerful in her own right.

She wondered if Sansa was in search of a queen's consort. She frowned, her pale eyes falling to the cracks in the floor, watching as her feet continued to step over them, yet her body felt weightless, her legs becoming jelly at the thought of Sansa Stark marrying some random Lord.

#daensa #daenerys stormborn #daenerys targaryen #sansa stark #dany x Sansa #daenerys x sansa #pro dany #pro sansa stark #sapphic #lgbtq #wlw #game of thrones au #game of thrones FanFiction

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morningsound15 · 1 year

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Have I made a full post for this? i don’t think that I have...

WELL if anyone is interested in reading my as-of-right-now 30k slowburn Dany x Sansa fic that is a vague redo of the last season of GOT where Dany & Sansa are rival queens (but also allies??) who are slowly learning that the other one is the only person in the world they actually trust or like, as they navigate two wars and ever-shifting factions and come to rely on each other as companions and confidants and advisors, here it is.

You’ll find inside: long, meandering reflections on family, trauma, and trust; a confusing game of truths and half-lies; warfare waged through the subtleties of language and titles. You’ll find (eventually) some smut, dragon-riding, warfare, negotiations, some light choking, some vengeance and perhaps even some murder! it’s going to be a romping good time i think

But if it Had to Perish Twice

Chapter count: 4/?

Word count: 31,000

Rating: M

Pairing: Daenerys/Sansa

She can feel the Queen’s eyes on her, but Sansa does not wither, she does not falter. When she was younger perhaps she would have cowed under the attention. But she is not young anymore, not in years and certainly not in life. She is old, and tired, and she’s faced down more terrifying women than Daenerys Targaryen.

“Lady Stark,” the Queen says, and for the first time there is something hard in her voice. It might be ice, or it might be fire. The world is bound to end in one. “Please speak freely,” the Queen says, but Sansa knows a demand when she hears it. “Is a marriage of political significance truly something you want, or is it a responsibility you feel has fallen to you, one you cannot ignore or brush aside?”

Sansa doesn’t understand the question. Sansa does not want for herself. She’s long since learned the price of dreams, the cost of hope. She is battle-hardened, the same as Jon. She knows only survival. She was built for it, being born of the North.

“What’s the difference?”

A breath. Sansa does not look at her, and the Queen does not look away. “There is a world of difference.”

#*slaps fic*#you can fit so much yearning in this bad boy #a later tag for this will be 'what's a little light choking between friends?'#if that makes you more inclined to click on it!#daenerys x sansa #fanfiction #daensa #dany x sansa #it's a season 8 rewrite idk what else to tell you #except that it is extremely self-indulgent!!!#read at your own peril haha

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st-clements-steps · 2 years

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Dany x Sansa (M, 1203 words) on ao3

For the bingo square Costume

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#citadelladiesnight #daenerys targaryen #sansa stark #sansa x dany #dany x sansa #daensa #asoiaf fic #game of thrones fic #costume

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effemar · 7 months

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Great Red Dragon, Woman Clothed With Sun

#we popping the biggest bottles when dany and sansa exist on the same continent in twow 😤😤😤#asoiaf #daenerys targaryen #sansa stark #daenerys x sansa #i hate asoiaf ship tag conventions... why cant we smash the syllables together like grownups #daensa #my art

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sleazyjanet · 4 months

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daensa commission for @howlned

#daensa #dany #daenerys #sansa stark #daenerys targaryen #daenerys x sansa #asoiaf #asoiaf art #art #digital art #meereen #commission #please commission me

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toadpeee · 1 year

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Valentines Day sketch comissions! I have a couple more to add here in a bit—

- Daemon & Rhaenyra

- Jon & Dany

- Dany & Sansa

- Jorah & Dany

- Rhaenyra & Alicent

- Alysanne & Alaric

- Jacerys & Baela

#game of thrones #house of the dragon #asoaif #rhaenyra x alicent #daemon x rhaenyra #jon x dany #baela x jace #alaric stark #alysanne targaryen #jorah mormont #sansa x daenerys #rhaenicent #jonerys #daemyra #daensa

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

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SFW🌿

・Your relationship with Dany had already been established

・You were her sworn sword as well as a dragon seed

・Dethra was one of the dragons who had grown up in the outskirts of Old Valyria. The creatures that now haunt the ruins hadn’t noticed the scarred dragon.

・There are rumours of smaller dragons that live around the world, but in this time, rumour outweighs truth. And no one knows what is a lie and what isn’t

・You had arrived with Dany at Winterfell, on the back of your own dragon.

・Dethra, currently the biggest dragon is Westeros. Her skin a mix of gold and silver. Her colours made her scars look even more gruesome. She was as old as you, her years hiding in Valyria made her jumpy and hyperactive.

・But she and Drogon seemed keen on each other

・And when Drogon had accepted Dethra, Dany had accepted you.

・So when you and Dany had flown to Winterfell, greeting the Starks, and the gathering Houses, everything changed

・There was a feeling that Sansa hadn’t felt in years.

・A yearning. A need ... desire.

・Daenarys’ beauty was astounding. A true Targaryen in the flesh.

・Alluring, that was the word Sansa had arrived at. Dany was alluring. And she wanted her.

・To Sansa, you were a fearsome sight. Someone who didn’t take any crap from anyone

・As well as being a dragon-rider, you had visions.

・And in one of your visions, you saw three heads on the Iron Throne. One you knew well, white-haired. Dany. Surprisingly, you saw your own head ... it had a golden crown ontop it

・And then there was ... someone with red hair.

・A woman.

・You instantly knew who it was.

・Jon was smitten with Dany, and although Dany did find him attractive, the moment she set eyes on Sansa, she knew who she wanted

・Like her forefather, Aegon the Conquorer, Dany too decided to have two wives

・And you agreed. You would be by Dany’s side until your dying breath.

・She had a fierce kind of love for you, one that was passionate and unyielding

・So when you agreed to have Sansa as well, her heart beamed

・It took a lot of politics to get close to Sansa, not just physically, but emotionally.

・She had walls up, and it took a while for her to show her true feelings

・And she was shocked with the proposition. She grew up being taught that marriage was between a man and a woman. Only two in marriage.

・But the thought of that freedom, to choose more than one person. To have a different dynamic.

・And why couldn’t she? People had played with her, her whole life.

・So Sansa decided it was time to take back her power utterly and completely

・The union and betrothal between her and Sansa shocked the Seven kingdoms

・Cersei heard the news while she sat in her chambers in King’s Landing. A chalice of red wine full to the brim.

“They cannot be serious?”

・Yes. You three were serious.

・You had no social or political standing, so in the eyes of the public, you were a mistress to both Dany and Sansa

・But you were just as important as either royal

・Sansa still didn’t want to bend the knee. As shocking as that may be, Dany understood. Winterfell had been a pawn. Torn back and forth between players.

・And with the growing threat of the White Walkers, Dany allowed Winterfell to be its own kingdom.

・Viserion and Rhaegal were curious about Sansa, they actually started to like her. Drogon was too busy helping Dany win battles.

・Dethra was wary of any other person but you

・Even Dany had to work hard to get Dethra to trust her

・Jon was hurt that Dany chose Sansa over him. But he held no ill-will

・They was too much oncoming danger for people to feel sad over matters of the heart

・Dany calls you “my heart” in High Valyrian: “Issa prūmia”

・She calls Sansa “red queen” in High Valyrian: “Mele dāria”

・ Sansa calls Dany “sweetheart”

・And Sansa calls you “lady death” jokingly, but ... she definitely means it. But as a petname, she calls you “darling”

・You call Dany “my queen”, even though she tells you not to. You always do.

・Sansa’s name from you is “ Perzys” which is “fire” in High Valyrian

・You and Dany are constantly teaching Sansa new phrases in High Valyrian, and after a few weeks, Sansa asks you to actually teach her

・That’s how you grow close, being taught something connects one person to another. A teacher and a student.

・Sansa had felt saddened by the fact that Dany and yourself have dragons. At times, yes she does want one herself, but it’s also the fact that she had a bonded companion. Lady. She misses her dearly.

・So, when winter’s night, you and Dany brought Sansa down to the courtyard in Winterfell and presented her with a whole litter

“Gods, what is going on?” She exclaimed.

“We notice things, my love,” Dany cooed, walking up behind the red-haired Queen and put a hand on her back.

Sansa started to cry then. Tears slipping from her glistening eyes. The pups yelped and whined.

You walked up beside Sansa and wiped away her tears, kissing her cheek. “You can have as many as you like.”

・Sansa was overcome with glee. She took in all five of the Direwolf pups. You and Dany had scowered every country, every land, crevice and hill.

・It was Rhaegal who had found the pups. Yes, he was going to eat them, but you got there just in time, on the back of Dethra.

・Sansa loves when Dany braids her hair. She took on the Dothraki tradition that both you and Dany follow. Braids are added everytime you win a battle, and when you lose ... your braids are taken.

・To ensure that you and Dany are right for her, Sansa took you both to the crypts. She told you about her family and watched for your reaction

・The empathy and sympathy radiating from you both struck Sansa in the heart

・And without asking for one, there was a sign. A black raven’s feather, at the feet of her father’s crypt.

・You had seen it and picked it up, feeling it between your fingers

・Sansa’s chest flooded with warmth, and she knew you two would be hers, forever.

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Hares on the Mountain by The Local Honeys

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

✧ Queen (Sansa) x The Queens’ Advisors (You) x Queen (Dany)

✧ Touch Either One Of My Girlfriends And You Die x3

✧ Hot-Headed Intimidating (You) x Royally Intimidating (Dany) x Cold Intimidating (Sansa)

NSFW🔞minors dni!

・Sansa was slow to sex at first. Neither you or Dany pushed her to do anything she didn’t want to do

・But Sansa soon realised that sex with a woman was completely different to sex with a man

・Soft touches and light moans

・Sansa was a bit self-conscious at first, but you whispered compliments whenever you saw her frown

・You and Dany were used to each other’s bodies. You both knew what the other liked, what made the other arched their back and moan with pleasure

・Sansa found out that she was a soft dom that likes firm boundaries and obedience from her sub

・Dany likes to be ordered around in bed. She felt the most pleasure when dominated; fingers in her mouth, hair-pulled.

・Sansa likes to dominate you the most. She likes being soft with Dany, but firm with you. There’s something wild in your blood that she wants to overpower

#sansa stark #sansa stark x reader #sansa stark headcanons #sansa x reader #sansa stark x y/n #daenerys stormborn #daenerys targeryan #daenerys targaryen #dany targaryen #dany targeryan headcanons #sansa x daenerys #sansa x dany #sansa x reader x dany #poly #poly headcanons #game of thrones #game of thrones headcanons #got fanfiction #george r.r. martin

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wallboys · 1 year

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IT WAS ALMOST LIKE THE SONGS

sansa vi, a storm of swords, g.r.r.m // god speed, edmund leighton // sansa iv, a clash of kings, g.r.r.m // lamia and the soldier, john william waterhouse // samwell iv, a feast for crows, g.r.r.m. // reunited, guillaume seignac // daenerys iv, a clash of kings, g.r.r.m. // joan of arc, john everett millais // daenerys ii, a dance with dragons, g.r.r.m.

for @jeyneofpoole ♥️

#when the hero has a girl’s face what is the princess to do but realize she likes girls ‼️#happy velaryontine’s day ro!!#web weaving #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #dany stormborn #daenerys targaryen #sansa stark #daensa #dany x sansa

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duckyhowls · 1 year

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Daenerys Targaryen x Fem!Baratheon(Lannister) OC - 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 (P2)

DuckPanda Original - PART 1 Daenerys Targaryen x Lannister!OC (Mercia Baratheon)

SUMMARY: The young queen, Mercia Baratheon, is the last living heir to King Robert after all three of her siblings die horrible deaths. As the Seven Kingdoms are on the brink of collapse, Mercia does all she can to hold it all together - though struggles arrive when the Long Night draws near, and The Dragon Queen comes for her throne. But perhaps there is a compromise they can arrange?

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Mercia stroked the soft neck of her loyal lioness, Potami, who sat committedly at her legs as the Queen rested upon the Iron Throne.

Once again, the young queen was holding court with at least a hundred guards rowed on either side of the room, something that Mercia did just to ease her mother's paranoia. For all of Mercia's siblings had been killed, two out of three were assassinated – so she didn't blame her mother for becoming desperate to have a ridiculous number of guards positioned to protect her last remaining child.

Near Mercia's lioness stood The Mountain, only two paces left of the throne with Maester Qyburn. On Mercia's right was her uncle and her mother, staring down stoically at all of the lords that Mercia had summoned to Kings Landing to speak with.

"If the last Targaryen takes the Iron Throne, she'll destroy the realm as we know it," Mercia spoke, not taking her eyes away from her lioness whose piercing, blue gaze scanned the lords below. "Some of you are bannermen of House Tyrell, but House Tyrell is in open rebellion against the crown. With their help, the Dragon Queen has ferried an army of Dothraki to our shores. Unsullied soldiers who will destroy your castles and your holdfasts for their queen without a second thought. Her armies will burn your villages to the ground, rape and enslave your women and butcher your children."

Mercia lifted her green gaze to the many lords standing before her, all of them listening intently, hanging on to every single word that came out of her lips. "This is how Olenna Tyrell rewards centuries of service and loyalty?"

Her mother then spoke up, stone-faced. "You all remember the Mad King," she called out. "Do you remember the horrors he inflicted upon his people? His daughter is nothing less."

Mercia glanced at her mother for a moment. She hated it whenever her mother sounded so sure. Mercia, despite being the Dragon Queen's enemy, knew from the accounts of spies that Daenerys was nothing like the Mad King. From all that Mercia has witnessed through reports, Daenerys Targaryen was an anti-slavery monarch whose only goals are to free the people of the world and take back her ancestral throne. That, in itself, was different, but not mad in the slightest. Nonetheless, they had to convince the lords to join their forces with the crown. For the sake of Mercia and her family’s lives at least.

"In Essos, her brutality is already legendary." The words tasted bitter in Mercia's mouth, as she forced herself to twist these stories to make the Targaryen Queen sound like a mad tyrant. "She has crucified hundreds of noblemen in Slaver's Bay. When she grew bored of that, she fed everyone that opposed her to her dragons. It is my sworn duty before the faith to protect the people, and I will, but I need your help, my Lords."

"We must stand together," Cersei interjected once again, sounding confident and determined to convince these men to side with them. "All of us. If we hope to stop her."

The lords whispered amongst themselves for a moment before Lord Tarly stepped forward, stoic and tall as he addressed the young queen. "Your Grace, forgive me but she has three full-grown dragons. The same as Aegon when he conquered the Seven Kingdoms. How do you propose to stop them? With your lions?" Some men in the room laughed.

Mercia's hand that was stroking Potami's fur went still, and her eyes met the old Lord's. Then, she turned her head to Maester Qyburn and nodded to him.

The thin, frail man looked over at the lord, blank-faced as usual. "We are currently at work on a solution, my Lord."

Mercia stood then, clasping her hands together and giving the lords a small smile. "Please, discuss this together. Take your time, we have all day. For now, I must insist that I get off this damned, uncomfortable chair. I will call for the court again in a few hours."

Turning to her lion, she lightly tapped her hand on her thigh once. "Come, Potami."

The lords all watched the young Queen leave the throne room with the huge tawny lioness loyally trotting at her heels.

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"I am Eddard Stark," said the man that had been forced to kneel before the enraged common people of Kings Landing. "Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King."

The man glanced towards his right, where, nearby, his eldest daughter, the Lady Sansa Stark, nodded to him in encouragement. On her left was the newly titled queen regent, Cersei Lannister, her golden hair long and ever so beautiful. She was smiling proudly at her eldest son, the newly crowned King of Westeros, Joffrey Baratheon, who stood near Eddard Stark, smirking satisfyingly at the discord before him.

Mercia watched with a frown from Sansa Stark's right as the man, her late father’s closest friend, who had been in the dungeons for days, was now being publicly humiliated. Mercia had never felt this ashamed of her brother as she did now, watching Joffrey seem so pleased at this poor man's suffering. Despite being a traitor to the crown, Mercia only had heard such kind things about Eddard Stark, that he was the most honourable and one of the most prominent lords in the country. And with every spoken word they have exchanged, even if there wasn’t much to be said, he always treated her with kindness and the upmost respect. This lord did not deserve this shame.

Looking away, down to the ground now, Eddard Stark continued. "I come before you to confess my treason in the sight of the Gods and men. I betrayed the faith of my king and the trust of my friend Robert. I swore to protect and defend his children, but before his blood was cold, I plotted to murder his son... and seize the throne for myself."

What? Mercia whipped her head to look at her mother, Cersei, who turned to look at her with a small smile, though the young girl could see the harsh warning behind the older one's green gaze. ‘Do not say a word’.

Meanwhile, the crowd had erupted in an outroar, one peasant in the sea of people even throwing a small stone at Lord Stark's head, causing the man to gasp in pain as blood seeped through the wound and drip from his brow. Beside Mercia, Sansa gasped and grasped the princess’ hand. Mercia turned her head away from the sight, squeezing Sansa’s hand back.

"L-let the High Septon and Baelor the Blessed bear witness to what I say: Joffrey Baratheon is the one true heir to the Iron Throne, by the grace of all the Gods, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." Through every word, Eddard Stark's face contorted, as if he were in pain of speaking falsehoods. Mercia knew of the letter and will her father had left behind, asking his friend to rule until Joffrey came of age.

The crowd murmured amongst themselves angrily, but Maester Pycelle stepped forward. "As in sin, this man has confessed to his crimes in sight of Gods and men. The Gods are just, but beloved Baelor taught us they can also be merciful." Maester Pycelle then turned to Joffrey and bowed his head. "What is to be done with this traitor, Your Grace?" he asked, spitting the words as if the man accused was some worthless demon.

The crowd jeered and called out angrily, but Joffrey raised his hand with a pleased smile, as if all this chaos excited him. Mercia knew that it did.

The crowd went silent, and Joffrey spoke, "My mother wishes me to let Lord Eddard join the Night's Watch. Stripped of all titles and powers, he would serve the realm in permanent exile," he continued, looking to his betrothed, the Lady Sansa. "And my Lady Sansa has begged mercy for her father."

The Lady Sansa smiled softly at the King and Mercia frowned. She knew her brother better than to be someone of mercy.

She was right when he announced his next words, and Eddard Stark's head was put to the sword and placed on a spike on the city walls for months.

Mercia never forgot the Lady Sansa's screams that dreadful day.

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Part 3 Coming Soon!

#daenerys x reader #part 2 #joffrey baratheon #sansa stark #cersei lannister #ned stark #game of thrones #dany x reader #fem x fem #queen #lannister #baratheon #targaryen #dragons #kings landing #maester pycelle #the mountain #khaleesi

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morningsound15 · 11 months

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hi! i just wanted to say your daensa fic is absolutely giving me LIFE right now - it is beyond incredible and may be fueling my GoT resurgence...🤭 i hope you have a wonderful day/night! :)

thank you so much! i have been on such a fantasy kick in my reading life it's been fun experimenting with that writing style too. i think i have some good stuff cooking for that story, am very excited about it!!

#acequidwrites #but if it had to perish twice #daensa #dany x sansa

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what-do-1000-swords-look-like · 1 year

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I've said it before and I'll keep saying it: always look to the parallels. They're there for a reason.

They always show what the actual big picture was/is. Because they're laced into the framework of the story.

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tyrionsource · 4 months

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Thank you so much for Tyrion’s Seasons of Love, Part 3: Winter!

There is a masterlist of all the fanworks created for the event under the cut. Late submissions will be added to the list as they are posted and information about the last part of our celebration (Spring!) will be announced very soon. Thank you again to everyone who participated or supported!

EDITS/GRAPHICS

Daenerys/Tyrion Jane Eyre AU by @blogforasoiafevents

FICS

By the fireplace by actuallysango (Tyrion/Daenerys. You will have to be signed in to view)

with moonglow in his hair and a laugh upon his lips (Tyrion/Theon) by @selkiewife

Winter Dragon Dreams of Spring by @selkiewife

Three Hearts by @selkiewife

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storm and war and childhood’s end (Tyrion/Yara) by @ironbornsource

Tyrion/Sansa Aging Together by @tyrionsource

Tyrion/Daenerys “Madly” by @selkiewife

Tyrion/Tysha “Annabel Lee” by @selkiewife

Dany Introduces Tyrion to Viserion by @selkiewife

#tyrionseasons #winter masterlist #tyrion lannister #tyrionlannisteredit #gotedit #daenerys targaryen #danrion #sanrion #tyrsha #thyrion #tyrion x dany #tyrion x sansa #tyrion x theon #tyrion x tysha #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #tyrion x yara #tyrion x asha #tyrionseasons winter masterlist

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danymst · 6 days

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#doodle #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #dany is a flirt #daenerys x sansa #daenerys targaryen #daensa #rhaenicent if you squint #sansa stark #wlw #digital art #they can never make me hate you sansa dany #fanart

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lavalais76 · 2 months

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Jon & Sansa | Think Twice before you touch my girl. (That includes Dany too)

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#jon snow #youtube #jon x sansa #jonsa #sansa stark #girl in grey #Dany gets her issue for NOT thinking AT ALL

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: this is the female character edition, I will do a part 2 for the male characters. Also... how I see the characters Hogwarts House, MBTI, Zodiac signs and moral alignments can totally be argued.

Warnings: spoilers I guess? I mean it’s been out for ages but if you’re only just watching the show then ... yeah spoilers

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𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐲

🌿ENFJ 🍁Slytherin 📜Chaotic Good >> Chaotic Neutral 🔮Aries Sun, Cancer Moon, Leo Rising

・She needs someone who is accepting of her leadership. Throughout history, many royal relationships fail because one doesn’t like the other being in the lead. So Dany needs someone who is okay with her being in charge

・Dany needs someone who is intuitive, sensitive but not afraid of voicing their opinion

・Someone who goes out of their way to make her feel seen - not just in a leadership sense, but her history, where she came from, her ancestors, her family.

・She needs someone who understands the political value of marriage and how to work the game of thrones.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Gemini, Leo, and Sagittarius. These signs are full of life, ready to grasp the bull by the horns. Leo and Sagittarius work with Aries because they’re fellow fire signs - they have the same emotional and mental appetite. Gemini works because they’re -ready -, they’re witty and intelligent.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

INFP & ISFP, are great matches as they’re intuitively inclined, and who can keep a good/interesting conversation. Personal growth is important to ENFJs and these signs will encourage as well as grow along with them.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Emotionally Unstable (You) x Also Emotionally Unstable But Tries To Hide It (Dany)

Sun x Moon

Both Wary of Love & Don’t Think This Can Be Real

𝐘𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞

🌿ESFP 🍁Gryffindor 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Sagittarius Sun, Aquarius Moon, Virgo Rising

・Ygritte is a wild woman, she’s independent and thrill-seeking. But that doesn’t necessarily mean she needs someone who is the exact same.

・Ygritte would love being with someone who shows her new places, cultures and ways of living.

・She’s very open-minded and wouldn’t work with someone who is traditional

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

The fiery Aries, the vivacious Leo and the adventurous Gemini. Those that can keep up with the Sagittarius’ wildness, their need for adventure and new experiences. These signs aren’t conventional, they’re broad-minded - open to new things.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

INTJ, INFJ, ISTJ, and ISFJ types who are more introverted, who can give ESFPs new perspectives and opinions on things. The ideal relationship for an ESFP is one that fulfills their need for attention while giving them the freedom to follow their own goals.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Isn't Scared of Anything (Ygritte) x Worries About Everything (You)

Thinks They're In Charge (Ygritte) x Is Actually In Charge (You)

Teases Them (Ygritte) x About To End Them (You)

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚

🌿ESFJ 🍁Gryffindor 📜Neutral Good 🔮Libra Sun, Virgo Moon, Taurus Rising

・Sansa has had a traumatic upbringing -

・And she doesn’t trust easily, nor does she actively pursue love

・So she needs someone who will move slowly; act on her terms, not push her, not make her feel closed in

・I think love would spark with someone who makes her feel safe, but is also very sharp and quick with their come backs. She would love someone with great banter.

・She would also do well with someone who is lighthearted and isn’t scared of making a fool of themselves

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Aquarius, Sagittarius, Gemini and Taurus. The air signs work because Libra is a fellow air sign - they’ve got the similar witty repartee. Sagittarius makes Libra feel safe while still encouraging them and lighting their adventurous side. Taurus works with Libra well because they’re both ruled by Venus - the planet of love; which makes both of them lovers of luxury, art and romance.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

ESFJ's natural partner is the ISFP, or the INFP. ESFJs need someone who is open with their feelings and who is honest with their desires. They have similar decision making abilities.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Dumbass (You) x Oh God I Guess That’s My Dumbass (Sansa)

Opposites Attract

Character That Doesn't Believe The Other Could Ever Love Them Back But They Do

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐢

🌿ISFJ 🍁Ravenclaw 📜Lawful Good turned Chaotic Good turned Chaotic Neutral? 🔮Pisces Sun, Virgo Moon, Libra Rising

・Missandei needs someone who is willing to take the time to get to know her. Who won’t rush her into a relationship or make her feel pushed beyond her limits.

・She needs someone who will make her feel safe - as her safety wasn’t guaranteed until Dany came along

・Missandei is also highly intelligent; she knows multiple languages, understands many cultures and is able to hold a lot of information in her mind.

・She’s quite stoic but very compassionate - until pushed to her limits. So she will do well with a partner that has a soft side; a gentle heart

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio, Capricorn. Taurus and Pisces have the dreamy Neptune and romantic Venus energies, they’d have a long lasting relationship filled with unconditional love, immense affection, and emotional depth. Cancer and Scorpio work with Pisces as they’re all water signs; sensitive, empathic, understanding, and committed. Capricorn and Pisces work because Saturn-ruled Capricorn is very much emotionally guarded and likes to see all the facts. It levels out the Pisces, whose dreamy nature can cloud their judgement.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

ISFJs thrive in relationships where they can freely provide care and empathetic understanding while receiving appreciation. They’re most compatible with ESFP & ESTP. ESTPs work with ISFJs as they allow them their freedom, while also giving clear and honest communication - which ISFJs need. ISFJs are drawn to the ESFPs passionate, high-energy personality.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Emotional Support Animal In Human Form

Always Bringing Them Rocks They Think They Would Like (You) x Keeps The Rocks (Missandei)

Closed Off (Missandei) x The Person They Warm Up To (You)

𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚

🌿ISTP 🍁Gryffindor 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Gemini Sun, Aries Moon, Sagittarius Rising

・Arya cannot be limitied, she can’t be held down or given too much responsibility. If so, than she shuts down and feels trapped.

・She needs a partner who is just as adventurous, and exploratory as she is.

・Arya despises tradition and all her life she hated being told what to do and who to be.

・She needs a partner who who is just as open-minded and forward thinking, someone who will amplify her visions rather than shut them down

・Arya needs someone who doesn’t want to settle down, they want to keep exploring, keep moving, keep travelling

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Aries, Leo, Libra, and Aquarius. Aries & Gemini work because they’re both thrill-seeking, high-energy, and outgoing. Leo & Gemini work because they’re both full of boundless energy and love to be in a crowd. Libra & Gemini work because have similar intellectual temperaments and interests, which means they'll understand one another on a fundamental level. Gemini & Aquarius work because they’re both flirtatious, playful, and spirited, these two bond over a shared sense of humor and communication.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

ESTJ & ENTJ, as they understand ISTPs importance in maximizing life in the moment, prioritizing rationality, and exploring the world.ISTPs will use their problem-solving skills to assist their partners through difficult moments.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

I Don’t Know What I’m Doing But At Least I’m Alive, Right? (Arya) x You’re Doing Great, Sweetie (You)

Death (Arya) x the Maiden/Bachelor (You)

Opposites Attract

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲

🌿ENFJ 🍁Slytherin 📜Neutral Good 🔮Cancer Sun, Gemini Moon, Aquarius Rising

・Margaery knows the game, and she’s ready to parttake.

・Nothing seems too dangerous or overwhelming for her - she can handle a lot more than people give her credit for. She figured out Cersei, was able to maneuver the High Sparrow and became Queen ... twice

・Her potential was endless, but we never saw her with someone in a truly romantic light.

・I think she needs someone who is witty, sharp and not easily overwhelmed

・Margaery takes the role of being Queen seriously though, and wants to help the people rather than treat them how Cersei has been

・Margaery has new ideas and ways of doing things -

・She’d need a partner who supports that, who wants to make good changes in the world.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Pisces, Taurus and Scorpio. Both Cancers and Taurus’ highly prize loyalty, so they'll be committed to each other for the long haul. Pisces work because they are both water signs, both Cancer and Pisces are highly in-tune with their feelings, as well as the feelings of others. Both Cancers and Scorpios are loyal, honest, and tend to feel their emotions very strongly.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

INFP, ISFP and INFJ. INFP is the ENFJ’s mirror match, they’d make a wonderful, stable match long-term, with both providing and receiving emotional validation to each other. ISFP’s equally giving, self-sacrificing quality, and ENFJ’s natural, abundant kindness. INFJs are compatible because they have similar values, however very different perspectives. They’d have good conversations/debates without it becoming exhausting.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

You Fell First, But They Fell Harder

Initially Distant, but Mutual Yearning

Confident & Flirty (Margaery) x Has Never Been Flirted With Before, Thinks They're Just Being Nice (You)

𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞

🌿ISTJ 🍁Hufflepuff 📜Lawful Good 🔮Virgo Sun, Capricorn Moon, Pisces Rising

・Brienne seems to be a stoic person who doesn’t need anyone. But on the inside she craves a person, place or group to belong to. Somewhere to fit in.

・She needs someone who is reliable, who will be by her side no matter how hard life gets. Stability means a lot to Brienne.

・Brienne craves steadiness and thrives on a well-planned existence

・Her partner needs to understands that she may need some alone time though, as she is an introverted person

・ She may not show it openly, but she will value her partner immensely.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

Scorpio, Capricorn, Taurus and Cancer. Scorpio and Virgo work because Scorpio is highly perceptive and intelligent, and they both appreciate a well-planned life. Capricorn and Virgo work because they’re equal parts pragmatic and passionate, Cap and Virgo work side-by-side to care for loved ones and create a welcoming home. Taurus and Virgo work because they both like things to look and feel "just right," making a good team for creating a sophisticated, traditional home. Cancer and Virgo work because Cancer is also nurturing by nature, and Virgos are attracted to fellow givers.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

ISTJ's natural partner is the ESFP, ESTP, ESFJ. ISTJs need loyalty, dedication, a person who is a good listener, as well as being pragmatic. They focus on logic, and with Brienne being a Virgo, this is especially true. Her earth sign, mixed with her mbti means she is down to earth and needs someone with a clear mindset, rather than someone who is up in the clouds.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Tol x Smol

They probably hate me (You) x Deeply, passionately in love … is terrible at showing it (Brienne)

Home Is Wherever You Are

𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐢

🌿ENTJ 🍁Slytherin 📜Neutral Evil 🔮Leo Sun, Scorpio Moon, Gemini Rising

・Cersei needs someone who will stand by her side no matter what. Who is painstakingly loyal - but also someone who can’t be tricked or have the wool pulled over their eyes. They need to be one step ahead of everyone, and times, even ahead of Cersei

・Cersei can be very overpowering and dominant. I think she wants someone to step up and make the hard decisions, someone to match her energy, to go above her energy.

・Her romantic partner needs to be firm in their decisions and who isn’t easily swayed. But also who isn’t too traditional or close-minded.

・She wants someone who is assertive, intelligent and can handle her quips. Maybe someone with a hardened exterior

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒄:

The fellow fire signs Aries, Gemini, Sagittarius and Libra.. The air signs; Gemini, Libra, Aquarius, would also keep Cersei on her toes - the fast-paced and witty energy would make her life feel exciting. Aries and Leo/ Leo and Sagittarius work because both fire signs, and their combination of intense passion and high-achievement is a recipe for success.

𝑴𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝑩𝑻𝑰:

INTP, or ISTP as they have ambitious goals and like to innovate.ENTJs are attracted to drive and passion. They want someone who has ambition, someone who wants to go above the rest.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔/𝒐:

Snarky Power Couple That Can, And Probably Will, Destroy You

You're The Only One Who Understands Me

I was hired to kill you, but now I want to protect you.

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