WINTERFELL

Shelter As We Go, 65k, complete

“I was afraid.” Her ribs expand in his palm as she takes a breath. “But I am not afraid now, Jon.” Tilt of her head as he sinks his mouth to chase away the heat of his fingers from her neck. “I am here with you.” Lips resting on her skin as he breathes the scent of her. “You are here with me.” Low and soft, voice curling from his throat like a fire burned down to embers. “Wherever we may go, you are always here with me.” A wildling scout finds a fire-haired stranger in the snow — but within each other they find something else entirely.

what do you want (that you do not have) 128k, complete

When the Winterfellians learn that Cersei has hired men to kidnap Sansa, they decide that Sansa needs to run away and Jon volunteers to protect her. During their travels the tension builds between them--especially after Jon suffers an injury and they're taken in by an older couple. Because, in hopes of protecting their identities, Jon and Sansa have to pretend to be happily married and in love. Every day. In close quarters. For quite some time. Takes place after the war against the NK is won. Not a kidnapping fic.

Homecoming, 31k, incomplete

(it says there's meant to be one more chapter but there is a happy ending so it's safe to read)

Halfway to him, she broke composure; she flew at him, an arrow from a bow, and he opened to receive her, lifting her, clutching her to the soft, neglected animal of his body. --- Sansa has one request of Jon, and then he can leave her forever: help her to find a husband.

you're in my blood like holy wine, 72k, complete

Sansa finds it difficult to look at Jon’s face, with its weathered lines and cragginess. It is the face of the North and a face that northerners trust; the face of Sansa’s brothers and her father, who had been loved and respected by their tenants as their forefathers had been when they were kings. How can Sansa feel anything but resentment, looking into that face and knowing that all of her years of hard work will never earn her the respect that that profile engenders within seconds? But she does. It is a small, burning coal of something that must be smothered.

Not a Suitor, 1k, complete

Jon smiles and reaches into his waist pocket to offer his calling card. The man looks him up and down with a fearsome scowl, ignoring the card before speaking. “I’m sorry, sir, but suitors are received on Saturdays from 10 till 11 in the parlor. You’ll have to return to see Miss Sansa tomorrow,” he states in a monotone voice as if someone has drilled the phrase into him. “I’m not a suitor.” The monotone tone is absent when the man responds with clear sarcasm. “Sure, you ain’t. We’ve had a regular spring flood tide of ‘em since Miss Sansa got to town and word spread about her beauty and wealth. Left and right, they come at all hours with their cards and their neatly tied cravats looking to have a leer at ‘er.”

Unnatural, 2k, complete

Once he is close enough, she leaps at him, arms wrapping him up and his nose buried in her copper hair. The shuddering exhale he expels is the most amount of sound he’s made in days but all he can hear is Sansa’s sniffling and the way their two hearts talk to one another in beats of the same song.

and we can see the future and the dreams it's made of 17k, complete

This is how it goes: you stand, and you are bruised, aching, tired and worn. You have won again, as you’ve won everything you’ve ever won in your life: scrabbling, tussling, dust under your nails and blood hot in your mouth. Hard-won, bitter-fought. Victory is all the sweeter for it. [Jon is raised by his father. It doesn't go according to plan. When he weds Sansa, that doesn't go according to plan either. It all works out anyhow.]

O Voyagers, 28k, incomplete

Jon’s eyes are fixed on the floor at her feet. To a stranger it might look like respect, the proper deference shown to a queen, but Sansa knows better. If he wished to look at her, he would. He has not forgiven me, she thinks, her heart a stone in her chest. He likely never will.

I also made lists for specific popular jonsa tropes and a few of them are Jealous Jon fics, Rickon lives AUs, Free Cities Au, The Girl in Grey (book verse). I have a list of other book verse fics somewhere, but can't find it at the moment so here is a list kitnjon made once.