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TW! There’s no explicit mention of past abuse in this chapter, but it is understood it’s what’s being discussed.
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Éomer hadn’t spent much time considering how his first night as a wedded man would go. He’d always assumed it’d be a rather simple affair: he’d be patient and gentle to his wife, and there wasn’t much more to it.
He’d been wrong.
When he found himself alone in his bedchamber with Sansa, he regreted not having thought more about what he could do for his wife.
Sansa stood next to the bed, looking at it as one might look at a prison cell.
Once again, he was reminded that her first marriages weren’t happy affairs. She’d mentioned that her first husband had never touched her, but the second one… Jon had just said he wasn’t a good man, and Éomer had thought -even back then- that this was the understatement of the century.
“Sansa.” He called her, making her eyes snap in his direction. “We don’t need to do this tonight.”
She didn’t even pretend to not understand what he meant by ‘this’. “Techinically, we do.” She pointed out.
“I don’t care about those things.” He told her firmly. “You are not alright.”
She sighed and sat down on the bed. “Can I be honest with you?”
“Always.” He told her solemnly.
“I told you my first marriage was never consumated. I wasn’t as fortunate in the second one.”
Éomer took a deep breath in. “Did he hurt you?” He asked, trying to keep his voice level.
Sansa was silent for a long while, her eyes on the ground. “Yes.” She said at last.
He wanted to curse, he wanted to kill a man that was long dead. That ‘yes’ said a lot. However, Éomer did his best to control his temper; this wasn’t about him.
He moved closer to her in measured steps, until he was able to crouch in front of her. “No one but us has any say inside this chamber.” He told her firmly. “Not old councilmen, not a ghost. If you don’t want to do this tonight, we don’t have to.”
She sat perfectly still, just looking at him. Then she took a breath in. “This is the third wedding night I’ve had in less than a decade. I would appreciate if this one could be different from the others.”
He nodded slowly. “What do you need?”
“I need you to be painstakingly gentle and patient.”
“I can do that. But I also need something from you.” She waited for him to say what it was. “I need you to promise me you will tell me to stop if you want to.”
“Éomer…”
“Sansa, I need to know this.” He grasped her hand. “I need to know you won’t just endure it, that if it is too much you will tell me to stop.”
She pressed her lips in silence and Éomer wondered if she even believed he’d really do it. Did she think he was just trying to mollify her?
“Fine.” She finally agreed.
“Should I blow the candles out?” He asked.
“No.” She answered immediately. “I need to be able to see you.”
To know it was him, not a ghost. “Sansa…”
“I will be fine, Éomer.” She told him.
And he had no choice but to believe.
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4. What fandom’s/ship’s fan fiction do you read the most?
5. What’s a crackship you love?
At the moment, I read a lot of Dramione. I’ve still not found my way back to Jonsa fic. 😪 Hopefully, that will happen at some point.
I love all kind of crackships that have Sansa with a nice guy: Crossovers like Sansa/Eomer or something like that! Basically Sansa x Happiness. lol
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i. name: Sasha
ii. nicknames: My dad calls me ‘Puddle-Jumper’ 🐸
iii. height: 5′7
iv. orientation: Straight
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vi. favourite fruit: Peaches. 🍑
vii. favourite season: Fall. Give me all of the dead leaves and autumn air.🍂
viii. favourite flower: Sunflowers.🌻
ix. favourite scent: Eucalyptus
x. favourite color: Emerald but Black is as very close second.
xi. favourite animal: 🦁
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xiii. average amount of sleep: I’m a night owl and usually don’t go to sleep until the sun’s just coming up. And I never want to miss daylight hours because that’s more time to obsess over my fandoms. So I’d estimate probably 6 hours a night/day.
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xvi. number of blankets you sleep with: 3
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xviii. blog created: March of 2017. It originally started as a Ramsay Bolton fan blog but I’ve since discovered Adam Driver so Ramsay had to go.
xix. number of followers: *cringe* 38. In my defense however, I abandoned this blog ( about 8 months ago) and just recently (4 days ago) started using it again.
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“We have thought this through and it might be better to cancel the engagement.”
“Based on what?”
“Lady Sansa has been married twice and has never given any of her husbands a child.”
“Choose your next words carefully, my lord.”
“All I am saying is that for a Queen of Rohan, perhaps we should choose a more suitable bride. One that has not had as many husbands before.”
“One more word out of your mouth, and I will cut off your tongue.”
“Éomer King!”
“You dare speak ill of a woman like Lady Stark? Who has protected and cared for the North for as long as she has? Do not be discourteous, not inside her house.”
“I meant… My lord, it was to my understanding you yourself opposed the match.”
“Not for the vile reasons you seem to. Now.”
“Oh Seven. He has decided to defend me, and now we will have to marry.”
“At least he is not a complete brute.”
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Chapter 11
Éowyn was looking at Éomer as if he was the stupidest man alive. “You said what?” She demanded, her voice full of disbelief.
Éomer didn’t think she hadn’t heard him the first time around, so maybe this was something else. “I said that I had to apologize because I grabbed the Lady of Winterfell while drunk.”
Éowyn took a deep breath in. Then another. Then she closed her eyes and muttered something that Éomed didn’t quite get. “And…” She finally looked back at him. “You don’t see why she might be upset by that?”
“Well…” Now he was feeling attacked. “No. I did apologize.”
“Béma’s balls, Éomer. I am starting to think you are actually an idiot.”
“Éowyn!”
“You didn’t apologize to Sansa.” She told him brutally. “You made it sound like if she wasn’t the Lady of Winterfell you wouldn’t even care.”
“I did not!”
“Yes, you did!” She insisted. “You said you ‘had to apologize’. You didn’t admit to your mistake, you didn’t say you were sorry you manhandled her. You said you had to apologize because she was important. Maybe if she was a maid, she wouldn’t deserve the same consideration.”
Éomer’s mouth was hanging open. He hadn’t meant it like that! He’d never treat a woman differently because she was a maid! Women deserved respect, no matter their…
“Fuck.” He groaned. “It did sound like I was just apologizing because she was the Lady of the house, didn’t it?”
“It did.” Éowyn agreed dryly.
“Fuck. Fuck!” He tried to calm himself. “Éowyn, you know I would never…”
“It doesn’t matter what I know, Éomer.” She told him, quite directly. “You and Sansa have a history, and you knew she had a crush on you when she was younger. She has gone through a lot, and I think she deserves more than a little respect from you.”
“What do I do, Éowyn?” Éomer all but begged. “I don’t… I don’t know what I should do.”
“This is not the moment for grand gestures or protests about your character, brother.” Éowyn told him firmly. “This is the moment where you apologize, you recognize your mistake and that’s it! Don’t blame the drink, don’t blame the stars in the sky. It was your mistake.”
“I know.”
“Don’t let this linger any longer. Go apologize now. Properly.”
Yes… That was exactly what he was going to do.
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“I’m not marrying you.”
“Trust me, sweetheart, you’re no prize yourself.”
“Well, I’m glad we’ve settled this then.”
“Just one problem.”
“What?”
“This is an arrangement that we can’t break.”
“Oh please. It’s so old that people even forgot it existed.”
“Yes, but now they remembered it. I have councilors on my throat to honor it.”
“So what? Should we just do it?”
“No. We pretend we’re doing it, until we can find a way to get out of it.”
“Do you think it’s possible?”
“You’re the cunning one, Lady Stark. I’m hoping you’ll find a way.”
#madame baggio#crackship#CrossOver#Crossover Pairings#gifs not mine#snippet#au#The Lord of the Rings#game of thrones#eomer#Sansa Stark#sansa x eomer
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“Any news?”
“Good day to you too, Éomer King.”
“I am so sorry, Lady Stark. How are you on this fine day? Are the winds of Spring pleasing to you? It this enough? Do we have news?”
“You are barbaric.”
“And you will be stuck with me, if we don’t fix this.”
“Trust me, my lord, I won’t.”
“Do you have a plan?”
“I’m working on it.”
“So you don’t.”
“Why? Do you?”
“...”
“That is what I thought. Leave the planning to me, distract the councilors.”
“And what are you going to do?”
“Read the entire deal and see what I can find. It shouldn’t be difficult to find a loophole. I have been married twice, they’ll probably not think I’m good material for a queen.”
“Don’t say that.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“It has nothing to do with your value as a person.”
“Maybe not for you, but for this type of deal… It normally does.”
#madame baggio#crackship#CrossOver#Crossover Pairings#gifs not mine#snippet#au#The Lord of the Rings#game of thrones#Sansa Stark#eomer#sansa x eomer
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Chapter 6
Once they reached Edoras, the preparations for the wedding started in full force. The ceremony would happen soon, so Jon could go back to Winterfell and Éomer could go back to being a King.
Sansa was also happy to be done with this part -this was her third wedding, she knew how it’d go.
The day arrived, and Éowyn helped Sansa get ready with some women, while Arya sat on the corner of the room and offered unhelpful comments.
Sansa was about to go out, when Arya asked to talk to her alone.
“Listen…” Arya cleared her throat. “Éomer seems like a good man. I even like him a bit. But, if he’s not good to you, if he hurts you in any way…” She offered a dagger to Sansa. “Stab him and I’ll get you out of here.”
Sansa couldn’t help but laugh. “I see. Thank you.” She said honestly, taking the dagger from Arya. She knew this was her sister’s way to take care of her.
Jon also assured her that if she regretted this in any way…
“Jon, I’m fine.” She assured him. “I’ll be alright.”
“Right.” He cleared his throat. “Let us go then.”
Jon was the one who presented her to Éomer for the ceremony. It was a bit different from her other weddings -she didn’t feel scared or hesitant. Éomer’s hand was firm and warm as he held hers.
Once they were married he kissed her forehead softly, and the feast began.
The Rohirrim seemed happy about the union, and there was music and drinking and merrymaking. The food was good and everyone seemed happy.
Jaime was dancing with Brienne, and a young woman had pulled Theon to dance as well.
“What do you think?” Éomer, who was sitting beside her, asked.
“It’s lovely.” She told him honestly. “I’m glad they’re happy.”
“Are you?” He wanted to know.
“It’s a bit early for that, don’t you think, my lord?”
“I think you should call me ‘Éomer’ now that we’re married.”
She arched an eyebrow. “It’s been barely an hour and you’re already making demands?”
He grinned at her, understanding she was just jesting. “Oh, trust me. I haven’t even started to make demands. Wait until it is foaling season.”
Sansa snorted. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Would you like to dance?”
“I haven’t finished eating yet.” She pointed out.
“That reminds me…” He looked around until he found a servant, then he made a gesture towards her, and the woman nodded and left.
“What was that?” Sansa wanted to know.
“Your sister told me something about you.” He smiled largely as he saw the woman coming back.
“What did she say?” Sansa asked, a bit worried.
“That you love lemon cakes.” Éomer said as the woman put the treat in front of her. “Lemons aren’t easy to find here, especially this time of the year, but it’s your wedding too.”
Sansa was at a loss for words. It was something so simple, those were just cakes, but at the same time…
When was the last time someone had done something like this for her? Just because she liked lemon cakes?
“Thank you.” She said, becoming embarrassed when she realised how close she was to tears just because of that.
“Oh Sansa.” Éomer clearly noticed she was feeling emotional, and he grabbed her hand. “Is this alright? Did I overstep?”
“No.” She assured him quickly. “I just… I wasn’t expecting it.”
He brought her hand to his mouth. “I want you to know you’re welcome here. This is your home now, and I want you to love it.”
“I will.” She assured him.
“Good.”
Maybe Sansa was just too concerned about things, but when Éomer said he wanted her to love the Mark… She heard that he wanted her to love him.
But that couldn’t be it, right?
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Éomer wished he’d drunk enough the night before so that he wouldn’t remember it now.
There was no such mercy for him -he didn’t even deserve that mercy.
He’d kissed Sansa. More like accosted her.
Oh fuck.
There was a knock on his door, and Éomer groaned before rolling out of the bed. He dragged himself out of the bed.
“Yes?” He tried not to growl at the poor girl there, because it wasn’t her fault he was hungover.
“My lord.” She bobbed nervously. “Lady Stark sent you this.” She offered him a mug with steaming tea. “For your head.”
This was mortifying. Was this Sansa’s way to reproach him for what had happened? Was this some secret message for him to act like nothing happened?
Was this her way of saying she would pretend…
His head was killing him. Thinking about it right now was painful.
“Thank you.” He said quickly, then he grabbed the mug and closed the door.
He had to apologize.
Fast.
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Sansa hadn’t slept. Of course.
It was expected after the stunt that Éomer had pulled the night before. He had some nerve.
He was probably suffering from his poor choices now, so she sent him some tea. She knew that many men drank that tea after a night of heavy drinking, so it might help him.
Maybe she should’ve let him suffer… But that wasn’t who she was.
“Sansa?”
“Yes, love?” She asked as she petted Rickon’s hair.
“Why is Jon so grumpy today?”
Sansa chuckled. “Is Jon not grumpy normally?” She teased, making him laugh.
“He’s grumpier than normal.”
Sansa hummed. “Jon had too much to drink last night.”
“Oh.” He thought about it for a second. “Why does that make him grumpy?”
“Too much ale can make you feel ill the next morning.” She explained.
“Then why would he drink so much?” He was now confused.
“Why indeed.” Sansa scoffed, not thinking about Jon. But she should send him some tea as well.
She spent a bit more time with Rickon, before leaving to take care of the things around the keep.
Sansa had just talked to men at the stables, when Éomer found her. “My lady.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. “Lord Éomer. How are you this morning?”
He cleared his throat. “Better, thanks to you.” He nodded at her.
She huffed and prepared to turn her back.
“Sansa, wait.” Éomer asked.
She looked at him. “Yes?”
“I have to apologize.”
She arched her eyebrow again. “Do you?”
Her tone was icy, and Éomer was a bit confused. “Of course.”
“Why do you have to?” She wanted to know.
“I… I grabbed the Lady of Winterfell while drunk…”
“The Lady of Winterfell?” Sansa repeated slowly. “I see.”
Why did Éomer feel such dread? There was something wrong.
“I wouldn’t dream of disrespecting you in the halls of…”
Sansa put a hand up. “That’s quite enough, Lord Éomer. You don’t need to worry about it, you are forgiven.”
“I… Am?” Éomer frowned.
Sansa narrowed her blue eyes at him. “Haven’t you heard? The Lady of Winterfell is merciful.”
Then why did he feel even worse now?
Fine. He’d ask Éowyn.
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Notes: As @nemesis729 requested... Sansa x Éomer it is.
I decided to start with a follow-up to this, even though I wasn’t planning on one.
Hope you have fun.
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There was something afoot. Sansa could feel it.
More precisely, she was convinced Éomer was up to something. What it was remained to be seen.
There was something different about him, about the way he acted around her. Things seemed simpler before and now they were just… Confusing.
“He’s in love with you.”
Sansa arched an eyebrow at her cousin. “I beg your pardon?”
“He is.” Jon insisted.
“I’m sorry, but are you talking about love to me?” She teased.
Jon rolled his eyes. “I’m not talking to you about love. I’m just telling you what he feels.” He indicated to her,
“How would you even know?” She wanted to know.
Jon shrugged. “I just do.”
Sansa wasn’t convinced.
She had this deal with Éomer exactly to avoid any type of relationship. He didn’t want to get married and neither did she.
Jon was wrong.
“Would you like to dance, Sansa?” Éomer asked as he stood next to her.
“Why? Is there some mother coming in our direction?” She looked around.
The King laughed. “No. I just want to know if you want to dance.”
She gave him a confused look. “You don’t even like to dance.”
“Normally I don’t.” He admitted it easily. “But I’m willing to if that’s what you want.”
Sansa turned fully to him, eyes narrowed.
“Oh no. Not the narrowed eyes.” Éomer sighed dramatically.
“What are you doing?” She demanded.
“Asking you to dance.”
“No.” Her frown got deeper. “You know that’s not what I’m talking about. You’ve been acting strangely, ever since…”
He arched an eyebrow when she stopped talking. “Since when?”
“Since that day in the garden.” She realised.
“And why would that be?” He prodded gently.
“Oh.” She was looking at him with no small amount of shock. “Jon can’t possibly be right.”
Now it was Éomer’s turn to frown. “What?”
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“Lady Stark!”
Sansa turned when Éomer called her name, surprised to see that he was still there. “I thought you’d left already.”
“I’m going.” He told her firmly. “I understand why you want me gone.”
“Éomer…”
“But if you think it’s going to be easier without me being here… You’re wrong.”
She sighed. “Don’t make this harder.”
“Oh I will.” He assured her. “I’m going, but I’m taking something with me.”
“What do you think you…”
Éomer advanced on Sansa, taking her into his arms and kissing her. It wasn’t enough; he was wearing gloves, his armor… He wanted to be closer, he wanted to sink in her and lose himself…
But this was what he could have, because he wasn’t good enough for her and she loved the North too much to leave it.
So he’d go, but he’d take this; her taste, her smell, the little sigh she made when he kissed her. If this was the only thing he could have, he’d be greedy for once in his life and steal it.
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Notes: @sansaluke second request, for Éomer and Sansa!
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Éomer had found Sansa’s maid taking tea to his lady wife, so he offered to deliver the drink.
He found Sansa lying on their bed, arm thrown over her eyes and big belly up.
Sansa’s pregnancy was nearing the end, and she seemed tired all the time. Her back was killing her and so were her feet.
“My love.” Éomer called softly as he entered the room.
Sansa uncovered her eyes and gave him a tired smile. “Éomer.”
He sat next to her on the bed. “I’ve brought tea.” He offered her the mug.
“Thank you.” She picked it up slowly.
“Are you feeling alright?” He asked, a bit concerned.
“My feet hurt so much.” She admitted after taking a sip from her tea.
“Let me help you.” He moved on the bed, until he could put her feet on his lap, then he started massaging one.
“Oh. I think I’m in love with you.” She sighed.
Éomer chuckled. “Just now?” He teased.
She hummed an affirmative.
#madame baggio#crossover#crossover pairings#crackship#snippet#game of thrones#sansa stark#request#domestic fluff#the lord of the rings#eomer#sansa x eomer
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Fake dating
Sansa Stark (Game of Thrones) x Éomer (The Lord of the Rings)
as requested by hailie from AO3.
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“This is odd.”
Sansa chuckled. “Are you calling me ‘odd’, my lord?” She teased.
Éomer gave the Queen in the North a look. “You know you are not odd, my lady.” He snorted. “And you also know quite well I’m talking about the situation.”
Sansa couldn’t hold in a smile. Yes, she knew very well he meant their situation, but it was fun to tease Éomer.
That itself was odd. Sansa hadn’t felt the impulse to tease anyone in the last… Many years. Arya used to say that Sansa sucked the fun out of everything when they were young, but only now the Queen felt this was a true statement.
She hadn’t felt inclined to look for any kind of fun in a long time. In the last years her only goal was to survive and take care of her people. Every little thing -joy included -was pushed aside. There was a part of her that didn’t even believe she could feel real happiness anymore.
Her arrangement with Éomer wasn’t traditional in any way imaginable, but she came to enjoy his presence all the same.
It felt a bit dangerous to feel this way.
“How are the ladies of Gondor treating you?” She asked, decided to focus on something else.
Éomer sighed, tired. “I have to say, my lady, your fame as an ice witch is proving less effective than I’d hoped for.”
Sansa gasped in outrage. “How dare you?” She was trying not to laugh.
“Do you know how many mothers cornered me today? Three.” He replied before she could even open her mouth. “You were supposed to be scary enough that…”
“Have their daughters talked to you?” Sansa cut him.
“No.”
“Exactly. They are scared of me, and that’s what matters.” She pointed out. “Their mothers can say whatever they want as long as their little princesses stay away.”
“All the same… You aren’t as effective a shield as I thought you’d be.”
Sansa knew he was teasing her. It was something else that was odd. Éomer enjoyed doing it, he once said he considered it a personal victory every time she laughed.
She let go of his arm and put herself in front of him. “If that’s how you feel, my lord, we can always end our courtship.” She arched an eyebrow at him.
“Oh, so you’ve used me and now you’re leaving me? No deal.” Sansa snorted. Éomer could be a little prick when he wanted to.
They were both helping each other out; Éomer was tired of the matchmaking mothers from Gondor and Sansa didn’t want to deal with second sons looking for a crown. It had been her idea to pretend they were courting.
Most men were scared of Éomer, so just being around him disencourage most would-be suitors. Sansa found out that some strange tales about herself had reached Gondor -something about bat wings -and that some ladies were also scared of her -which she found peculiarly funny. Most ladies left Éomer alone when she was near him, there were only a few persistent mothers that weren’t bothered by her icy glares.
“At some point you’ll have to accept this is not meant to be.” She threw back at him, also teasing.
But Éomer didn’t grin like she thought he would. He became strangely serious, his eyes fixed on hers in the most peculiar way.
He raised his hand and touched the tip of his fingers to her chin. “Will I? I’m not so sure.”
Sansa’s heart almost exploded inside her chest.
#madame baggio#crackship#CrossOver#Crossover Pairings#gifs not mine#snippet#AU#The Lord of the Rings#game of thrones#eomer#Sansa Stark#sansa x eomer#fake dating
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Notes: This is part of “The Horse Lord and the Stark Wolf” work, but it’s the future of our beloved ship.
It’s a bit naughty, but nothing explicit ;)
***
“Éomer…”
“No.”
Sansa sighed. “What do you mean by ‘no’? I need to get up.”
“No.” He replied stubbornly, without letting go of her.
Sansa rolled her eyes. Her husband could be quite hard-headed when he wanted to. She just didn’t know what to do when he was just refusing to let her get out of the bed.
“Can I ask why?” She inquired.
He opened one eye to look at her. “We’re both naked and comfortable under this very nice sheet. I think that’s reason enough.” Then he closed his eye again.
Sansa snorted. “Is that why you haven’t left yet?”
He hummed an agreement.
It figured. Éomer normally woke up before her.
“The Mark isn’t going to rule itself.” She pointed out.
“The Mark is strong. It can handle a few more minutes.” He grumbled.
Sansa turned, so her front was pressed against Éomer’s. This time he opened his eyes properly. “Let’s make a deal, my lord.” She teased.
“I’m listening.” He said, and his hands were already working, pulling her leg so it was over his hip.
“If you let me get out of bed now…” She said, her hand going to his shoulder. “We can retire earlier today.”
He hummed, but his lips had found her neck.
“And I will do whatever you want.”
Éomer flipped her on her back, settling between her legs. “Whatever I want?” He repeated.
“Yes, my lord.”
“Deal, my lady.” He grinned at her. “But I think I’ll break my fast first.”
And before Sansa could protest he was under the sheets.
She didn’t protest that part.
#madame baggio#crackship#CrossOver#Crossover Pairings#gifs not mine#snippet#AU#The Lord of the Rings#game of thrones#eomer#Sansa Stark#sansa x eomer#the horse lord and the stark wolf
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