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esther-dot · 2 days ago
“All your foreshadowing is stolen” and yet we have Jon literally fulfilling Sansa’s wish for somebody to behead Janos Slynt, years later and thousands of miles away, explicitly as revenge for what he did to Ned. Sansa wanted a hero and Jon stepped up 💞 who exactly did we steal that from lol
Jonsas when Janos’s head rolls:
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Actually, not to ruin your perfect message, but...
I just realized that after Jon choppity chops Janos, we start getting references to heads as wedding presents:
"I am sorry that our good friend Stannis has not seen fit to join us yet," he went on, to a ripple of laughter, "as I know Ramsay had hoped to present his head to Lady Arya as a wedding gift." (ADWD, The Prince of Winterfell)
"It is only dawn, sweet queen. The day is long. Time enough for one last sortie. I will bring you back the head of Brown Ben Plumm for a wedding gift." (ADWD, Daenerys VII)
I should make his head a wedding gift for Lady Alys and her Magnar, Jon thought, but dare not take the risk. (ADWD, Jon X)
Which is a funny coincidence.
(in reference to my rude anon)
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aureliacamargo · 2 days ago
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In order to survive a summer of wedding fever, longtime single friends, Jon and Sansa, agree to be each other's plus one at every wedding they've been invited to. Jon x Sansa AUs ⋆ as Ben & Alice // Plus One (2019)
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ladyalayne · a day ago
It's giving adult!jonsa
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fedonciadale · 23 hours ago
"You are as hopeless as any boys I have ever trained," Ser Alliser Thorne announced when they had all assembled in the yard. "Your hands were made for manure shovels, not for swords, and if it were up to me, the lot of you would be set to herding swine. But last night I was told that Gueren is marching five new boys up the kingsroad. One or two may even be worth the price of piss. To make room for them, I have decided to pass eight of you on to the Lord Commander to do with as he will." He called out the names one by one. "Toad. Stone Head. Aurochs. Lover. Pimple. Monkey. Ser Loon." Last, he looked at Jon. "And the Bastard."     (AGOT, Jon V)
“You’re not,” she flared. “You’ll never be.”
His face darkened. “I am. I’m your father, and I can marry you to whoever I like. To anyone. You’ll marry the pig boy if I say so, and bed down with him in the sty.” His green eyes glittered with amusement. (ASOS, Sansa III)
Just a little tidbit to add to my Pig Boy meta.
Thanks to @istumpysk reread project!
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amymel86 · 5 hours ago
Listen, in Sansa's defence, Jon is riiiight next to Jeyne on her contacts list m'kay?!...
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sherlokiness · 20 hours ago
Dany and snow
"We are an old people. Ancestors are important to us. Wed Hizdahr zo Loraq and make a son with him, a son whose father is the harpy, whose mother is the dragon. In him the prophecies shall be fulfilled, and your enemies will melt away like snow."
Her enemies like snow.🤣🤣🤣
All the great of Qarth will come to see my dragons, Dany thought, yet she thanked Xaro for his kindness before she sent him on his way. Pyat Pree took his leave as well, vowing to petition the Undying Ones for an audience. "A honor rare as summer snows."
The Undying. Nuff said.
Sansa and snow
Petyr straightened his cloak. "Kissing a snow maid."
Snow's maid.☺️☺️☺️
She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
Tasting snow and it is everything.
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I know i talk a lot about Sansa in fanfiction. I just can't put everything i want to pinpoint in one post (lack of time due to university and lack of vocabulary due to me not being a native speaker).
I think it is very much worth a notice how her character works perfectly in different settings, especially in the modern au(s). That strikes me as surprising because it is rare for a character to work out in a completely different settings from canon this neatly.
I think that can be explained by her character being very "self-sufficient" as in her worth and value are not dependent on circumstances and backgrounds in which she is presented in canon.
Let me try to explain. It is rare for a character to be so strongly characterised, have defined core yet be very flexible and versatile.
Sansa is empathetic and just. These are some of her core characteristics. Important part of her character's journey is how she used to be a naive girly girl but had a world crushing down on her and was badly hurt. She thus grew to be witty but untrusting. Yet she remained kind and also checked her own privilege. From this on the writers could interpret her the way they want to because her character has an unlimited amount of potential and versatility. One could draw their inspiration upon different aspects of her psyche and phases of her journey.
For example, i have recently been very much invested in reading Dorne fics. One might argue that Sansa would not want to be in Dorne due to her longing for home and the Northern tradition being very different from that of in the Dorne. However, let's not forget that Sansa used to want that exotic, sunny life. The reason she came to resent the Kings Landing was due to abuse she endured there and the belief she would be safe in her home. Same could be said about tradition. She is traditionally feminine character but she is not dogmatic like Catelyn. Her femininity is performative, not repressive. So, if done properly, i see her in Dorne setting, wearing exposing clothing and having a polyamorous relationships. Another example is how the writers could interpret her traumatic experience's impact on her worldviews. She could be portrayed as cynical or with many mental hardships (which is rarely romanticized in her fics). The way her growth changed her wishes: she might discover that what was expected of her is not what she actually needs to fulfill. Maybe Sanda does not need traditionally manufactured lifestyle in order to feel feminine.
I have read many good fics about Arya and other characters as well but it is Sansa who is a true treasure for fanfiction writers (comes from someone who has read quite a few fics from different fandoms and mainly the first fan fictions aka the Ancient Greek Lit).
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justadram · 18 hours ago
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Location: Long Island
Date: August 1778
A Loyalist Brigade is raised on Long Island with Lt. Col. Jon Snow in command of one of the battalions. Sansa, a secret Patriot living in Tory territory, isn’t sure whether to keep her distance or whether he might prove to be the best cover of all.
Ch18: The Newtown Camp
Jon x Sansa, Revolutionary War AU, friends to lovers, marriage of convenience, pining, conflicting allegiances, loyalty, duty, alternating POV
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esther-dot · 2 days ago
Miss your writing 👉🏽👈🏽🥺 any Jonsa wips you may be working on?
Thank you so much! <3
Yes, I have started a fic for the the October Jonsa event (link), but I'm not sure how much of it I'm going to get written in *looks at calendar* a week *sobs.* The fic was inspired by this prompt, but I've opted to have Sansa injured in the crypts instead of an assassination attempt. Not a conscious choice, just what happened! The first few hundred words are below the cut:
The living do not celebrate after the battle.
They stand amongst the dead, searching for their loved ones.
Jon had seen Sam fall and could not help him, knowing they all would if he did not reach the Night King, but he hadn’t. He’d been useless in the end. Useless, but he lived, when so many others had not. The bodies of Dothraki, Northmen, Unsullied, and Free Folk stretched as far as he could see, dead upon dead, so deep it would take weeks to sort through them.
It dazes him, the blood, it's everywhere. On the walls, on the ground, on his hands, each finger black with it. They shake, his hands, his body too, and he realizes he’s kneeling, trembling. A hand on his shoulder makes him grab for his knife, but Arya speaks, “We can’t get in. I went to find—the crypts—when the dragon was burning everything—"
Her face is grey like the smoke swirling through the air. Streaks of blood are on her cheeks, in her hair, making it stiff, and he tells himself, she’s alive. She is talking to him, but all he hears are the same words over and over, she’s alive, and for some reason, her voice, her hand, the mess of her hair, none of it can make him believe.
“Jon.” Her fingers dig into his shoulder painfully, “—the entrance collapsed.”
The archway to the courtyard is just behind her. He can see it, and he’s opening his mouth to say something before he realizes, staggers to his feet.
“I didn’t know where you were—if you even survived—the stones are so—”
She’s in his arms and he’s pressing his lips to her temple. “You’re alive. We’re both alive.”
She pushes out of his arms, frustrated, “The crypts, Jon. I can’t get in. I can’t get to her.”
The crypts. The crypts are safe. They’ll be safe in the crypts.
“Bran is safe, your friend Sam is with him.”
She was in the crypts.
“I can’t get in.”
She was in the crypts.
Slowly, looking past the blood, her pale cheeks, he sees that Arya is still afraid.
“I can hear screaming, and I can’t get in.”
The crypts.
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madamebaggio · 2 months ago
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Notes: Previously...
Still not hot, but getting warmer ;)
Chapter 3
Jon felt like shit.
Now, if anyone asked his few friends –especially Tormund – they’d say it wasn’t something new. They enjoyed saying that Jon liked to brood.
It wasn’t true. He had his moments –he’d admit it –but he didn’t make it his life or anything.
But the way he had talked to Sansa earlier… Yeah, he felt like shit.
He had some pretty good excuses to justify himself –what she did had been foolish and could’ve gotten her into a lot of trouble –but it was a lie.
The truth –the embarrassing and shameful truth –was that Jon reacted so badly because of how he felt upon reading that message.
It had been past one, the night had been calm so far and he and the other men were playing cards when his phone chimed, indicating a message had arrived. He opened it, without really paying attention to it, saw it was from Sansa, read the part about helping her. He was wondering if she wanted some kind of furniture done for her apartment, because Lord knew they rarely talked to each other socially, so he couldn’t imagine any other reason for her to contact him.
Then he opened the link.
It was… A sexual bucket list. 30 something items in it.
Jon went back to properly read the message. Yes, it was from Sansa and she was asking his help with it. How did she even know he was good at oral? He was pretty sure he never talked about his sex life with her.
Unbidden and unwanted, an image came to his head: Sansa splayed on his bed, legs spread wide, her fingers clutching his hairs and he licked her…
The image was so strong he had to literally shake his head to get rid of it.
It had to be some kind of sick joke. Sansa would never proposition him like this.
“What have you got there, Snow?” Tormund demanded, when he failed to answer a previous question.
Jon cleared his throat and put his phone away, clearing his throat. “Nothing.”
“Nothing, hn?” Satin arched an eyebrow. “Got a new girl, Snow?”
“Jon?” Turmund snickered. “Swear to God, his pecker’s gonna fall off from disuse.”
As the rest of the night proceeded with no big emergencies, the men started theorizing about Jon’s hypothetical girl, they made jokes and crude suggestions.
He knew he shouldn’t feel offended, there was no girl. They had no idea who was that on the phone, if there really was someone. They all had no idea how ashamed Jon was feeling about his reaction, and most of them would never make jokes like those if they really thought there was someone.
It was just… It was Sansa! Her father had raised him, her brother was his best friend; and said brother would kill him slowly if he ever dreamed that he’d thought –for a fucking second –of Sansa like that.
He needed to talk to her as soon as possible.
However, the closer he got to her apartment, the more his embarrassment was replaced by some misguided anger. How could she send a message like that to anyone? Did she have any idea how some men talked to each other about women? Jon knew some guys from the station that would have made a show of passing that message around.
Sansa was better than that.
In the end he’d been as much of an asshole as most of those guys. He hadn’t meant to fight with Sansa, but he had anyway.
And who the fuck was he to tell her what to do?
Jon put down the hammer he’d picked and never used. Arya liked to tease him saying that wood carving and designing furniture really completed Jon’s lone brooding mountain-man lifestyle. She sometimes asked him if he had adopted a bear yet. Never mind there were no bears –or mountains, as a matter of fact - around there.
Jon liked carving and working with wood, he even sold some of his pieces online. Besides, it was relaxing.
Not today.
He sighed and decided to quit while he was ahead, before he destroyed some project. He had just gone back to the living room of his small cabin when the headlights lit it from the outside.
He walked to the door and opened it in time to see Sansa getting out of her car. To say that he was shocked would be an understatement. He hadn't expected to see her so soon, but this was actually good, because he could apologize now.
She was really serious and stopped even before reaching his porch. “Hey, Jon.” Her voice was small, tentative.
Jon gave her a small smile, trying to reassure her. “Hey, Sansa. Wanna come in? I’ll make us tea.”
She nodded and made her way to him. He held the door open for her. She stopped in the middle of his living room and he watched as she took the place in.
Sansa had grown up in a big house, with every bit of comfort that could be given to a child, and that made Jon wonder how she’d view his place. This cabin was all he had left from his parents and he liked it, but it probably looked too… Bare, for someone like Sansa, who worked with interior design for a living and had always loved pretty things.
“Is this one of yours?” She pointed at the coffee table.
Jon cleared his throat. “Yes. One of my first ones.”
She hummed something, eyes still on the piece. “You should consider selling more of those.”
Was this some kind of compliment? “I like to do them in my own time; no pressure, no demands.”
Sansa just nodded her head softly, looking at the table, but Jon was pretty sure she wasn’t seeing it anymore. “I’ll go get us that tea.” He said, just to break the silence.
She finally turned to him. “I’m not here for tea, Jon.” She sighed. “I just… I came to say sorry.”
“Sorry?” Jon was caught by surprise. “Why would you say sorry to me?” He asked, completely confused. “I should be the one apologizing.”
“Yes, you should and I was planning on making sure you would.” She admitted with a small grin. “But you were worried about me and I guess I shouldn’t get exactly angry about it. Besides, it wasn’t like you were expecting to get a porny text from me.”
If she thought that was porny she had a few things to learn.
Not that he wanted to be the one to teach her.
He had nothing to teach her.
He shouldn’t even think about….
What the fuck was wrong with him?
“You’ve said it yourself, Sansa. It was a joke, I got the text by accident.” He hurried to say, eager to let her off the hook, so he could start forgetting about this.
He had re-read that list. He shouldn’t have, but he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He told himself it was just curiosity.
And it was.
He chanced a look at Sansa and saw that she was biting her lower lip.
Jon knew that face, he knew it very well and it never boded well for him, Robb or basically anyone that wasn’t a sadistic bastard –or Arya.
That face meant she was about to ask something, and Jon knew –from previous experiences –that he wouldn’t be able to say ‘no’. That was how she tricked him and Robb into playing Barbie with her.
When Sansa blinked those blue eyes at people she always got what she wanted.
“I’ve been thinking about something you said earlier.” She started.
“OK…” Jon agreed carefully.
“About how men talk about women they have sex with.” She clarified.
Jon just nodded, not sure where this was going.
“I do know that guys can say… Stuff.” She sighed. “And even lie about this, just because people always believe them.”
Something in her voice made Jon pay even more attention to her. She did know because it had happened to her. “Who said what about you?” He all but demanded.
He hadn’t realized he’d growled until Sansa looked a bit alarmed. “Nobody.” She lied quickly. “That wasn’t my point. What I wanted to say is that –as a guy –you know what guys say.”
Jon let go of the lie –for now –and arched an eyebrow at her logic. “So?”
She bit her lip again, which meant she was getting ready to ask whatever she wanted to ask. The way she was delaying it meant it was something she didn’t think he’d want to do. By the tone of this conversation he was pretty sure he wouldn’t.
“And you work at the fire station, with a lot of other guys…” She continued.
He really didn’t like where this was going. “Sansa…”
“Maybe you could introduce me to one of them.” She finally asked.
“Why?” Jon asked shocked. Sansa only dated those preppy boys and idiotic lawyers, why would she want to… “Is this about the list?” He asked, beyond shocked.
Sansa pressed her lips together and didn’t answer, which was answer enough.
“No! Absolutely no.”
“Jon, just listen to me…” Sansa started.
“I’m not going to hook you up with some guy that I work with just so you can do this stupid list with...”
“It’s not just about the list!” She argued. “I mean… Yeah, sure, it’s a bit about it, but not only that.” She admitted. “It’s just that everybody keeps saying how amazing sex is and I have yet to see it. So maybe I just need something different and completely out of my comfort zone.”
“Wait a second.” Jon was still caught in another part of her speech. “You’ve never… You didn’t…”
Sansa arched an eyebrow and dared him to finish that sentence.
“You dated before.” He knew the answer to that, but still felt like he needed to check it.
“Yes.” She crossed her arms protectively in front of herself. “I’m not a virgin, Jon.” She said defensively.
No, but apparently she’d had seriously crappy sex. Not that he was about to tell her that, because… Well, this was Sansa and he shouldn’t even think about her and sex at the same time.
Like ever.
If he really thought about it, it wasn’t that shocking. He remembered two of her boyfriends: Joffrey Baratheon and Harry Hardying, both were arrogant pricks, that felt like the world belonged to them because they had fancy last names and money. They were the type of men that thought only about themselves, it was logical it’d be the same when it came to sex.
When his silence stretched too long, Sansa started to squirm. “Look, I don’t want anything serious. I just want a guy that it’s going to treat me nicely and… Well…” She made a vague gesture with her hand. “And maybe you know a guy that’d be okay with this.”
“No!” Jon repeated. “I’m not going to pimp you out to one of my coworkers, Sansa. This is crazy.”
Just the idea of something like that left a bad taste in his mouth. There were many men in his station that were good men, that he knew would treat any woman with respect, but he wasn’t going to introduce Sansa to them.
Yes, her idea had its merits. He knew the guys and knew how they talked about the women they went out with, he could tell which one of them he’d never introduce to any woman, because they were pricks.
But not Sansa! Not even to the best of them and he knew many of them would love this idea of hers.
But no!
Sansa rolled her eyes, like he was the crazy one. “Okay, fine.” Her voice was sharp. “I’ll just have to find someone myself then.”
That was even worse!
Sansa went to pass him, so she could leave, and Jon grabbed her arm to stop her. Her eyes snapped to him, widened in her surprise. Jon couldn’t say he wasn’t surprised himself, he never touched Sansa like that.
Thinking about it now… He was sure he hardly ever touched her at all.
He was going to say he was sorry, but then he’d explain to her all the reasons this was a ridiculous idea. Sansa was a smart woman; she’d see he was right. She was sensible, he’d be convincing.
Then they could all forget the last 24 hours had happened at all.
That was what Jon planned on doing, he had the words sorted out in his head; but what actually came out was something completely different.
“Then let me do it.”
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allegragario · 23 days ago
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Little Sansa doodle inspired by one of my fave Sansa\Jonsa fanfic ever: “Victory is in my veins (oh ye of so little faith) by Lady_Alice on AO3 !
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fyeahjonandsansa · a month ago
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Mark your calendars, y’all! We’re about to do a thing...again!
October 1 - October 31, 2021 is going to be all about bringing the Jonsa feels. Each day of the month will feature its own topic, and all of the fan made things are more than welcome to be submitted! Fanfiction, fan art, fan videos, metas, etc. Have fun with it! You’ll just need to tag your submissions with #31DaysofJonsa2021 so that we can reblog it all here!
Yessss, we’re posting about this quite early, but we wanted to be able to give the fandom a chance to make everything, and we will continue to reblog this as a reminder for everyone! :) 
Now, to the fun part. The topics!! I made sure to add all of the topics that were submitted, plus a few that we admins wanted to see ourselves to the list. Share them, reblog them, prepare for them as you see fit. Check them out below:
October 1 - Costumes October 2 - Pregnancy October 3 - COVID/Lockdown related October 4 - First... anything October 5 - Roommates October 6 - Meeting in College October 7 - Meeting on Vacation October 8 - Sharing a bed October 9 - Birthday October 10 - First snow of the year October 11 - Wedding October 12 - Hopelessly Romantic Jon October 13 - Sneaking around October 14 - Dreams/Nightmares October 15 - Goodbye before battle or long journey October 16 - Trapped together October 17 - High school October 18 - Best friends to lovers October 19 - Argument October 20 - Taking care of someone (sick/injury) October 21 - Inspired by a song or lyric October 22 - PTSD October 23 - Enemies/frenemies to lovers October 24 - Smutty with a kink of your choice October 25 - Trying something new October 26 - Co-workers October 27 - Super fluffy October 28 - Angsty Teens October 29 - Jealousy October 30 - Moment including Ghost October 31 - Halloween Party
I cannot wait to see what everyone comes up with!! ;)
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