Buggering Bastard

What is the SanSan Secret Santa?

The SanSan Secret Santa is a community-wide event where we will create and share gifts and just spread holiday cheer!

How does this event work?

This event works by first choosing a 5-word prompt. Now, this prompt could be anything! It can be anything from just 5 random words like: Snow, chocolate, kiss, sweet, dogs. Or it can be something specific like: Soulmate AU.

Once you choose your prompt you will email me at [email protected] with the requirements which I’ll talk about in a minute.

And once the sign-up period is over I will send you the name of your giftee and there prompt. And then you have until December 22nd to finish your gift, and through that whole time, you need to be sending your giftee Anonymous message at least once a week.

This sounds amazing, how do I join?

To join you need to wait until November 1st and then you will need to email me at [email protected] with these things:

Your Tumblr Username/URL A 5(maximum) word prompt for your Santa Are you willing(but not guaranteed) to create & receive smut? Yes Smut or No Smut

“THE HUNTER”

AU - Modern/Supernatural - In which a dedicated Hunter’s life is changed by an unexpected beauty…

“Maybe next time you’ll stay indoors after dark” he quipped, expecting her to recoil at his hard tone. She surprised him again by laughing, shaking her head which sent that stunning hair of hers fluttering around her waist. 

“That would defeat the purpose then, wouldn’t it?”

“Purpose?” Now he was confused, what the buggering hells was she talking about. 

“You know? Vampire hunting,” she smiled brightly, eyes sparkling with mischief. 

Tuesday’s Gone

Chapter 12: Little Wing

“You’re a good man,” Sansa said, and her voice wavered.  

“I’ll be good to you,” he vowed, and if there were one thing he planned on getting right, it would be this. “Everyone else can fuck off.”

Sansa expelled a breathy laugh and nodded. With a gentle touch, she brushed her fingers through his hair. “I’ll be good to you too.”

“I’ve never doubted that you would,” he murmured and kissed her forehead and disbelief gathered at the edges like a dream.

It’d been ebbing and flowing since he left the terror of his old life behind. Moments like this had a way of eluding him or being revealed as subterfuge, but his hesitant joy blossomed with Sansa around. The possibilities stretched as wide and endless as the horizon, and he knew his freedom would mean far less without her.

Singing at the Stars | Part Two

“My brother did it,” Sandor said, with that same sickly poison in his voice.  

“The fire?”

“The fire.”

Sansa’s pulse roared in her ears. Each second passed like a century. She couldn’t help but feel like she shouldn’t know this, that the portrait and the story that went along with it should be bound and sealed, set on the highest shelf and left to collect dust.

She shouldn’t know this.

But just as with the other risque texts in his possession, Sansa wanted to unleash its secrets and devour them, one by one. She tugged off her boots and folded carefully onto her knees, settling them gently against Sandor’s leg. She put a hand on his knee.

Singing at the Stars｜Part One

“Who are you?” The Hound rasped. He hadn’t taken his eyes from her.

“I’m Sansa…Sansa Stark.”

He broke into cruel, open-mouthed laughter, so loud that Sansa had to force herself not to flinch. “Oh, that’s rich, isn’t it. Stark? You’re a northern girl, then? Got a cousin who’s the Warden? Spend the holy days in Winterfell? The wildlings really did a number up there during the war, it’s a miracle your bloodline survived.”

Hot tears rushed to Sansa’s eyes.

“Oh, don’t get all weepy.” The Hound waved his bottle in her face. “I could tell you were a spoiled little girl, but a Stark? In Sow’s End? Fuck’s sake. That’s got to be a first.” He sucked down the rest of his ale, still laughing to himself, while Sansa covertly wiped away a fallen tear.

She slid the poster back into her bag, ready to grab it and go, but the Hound caught her wrist. Just as she suspected, his grip was as unforgiving as steel. She whimpered at the wave of unbidden excitement that rippled across her skin.

But ya know what would make me even happier? Commissioning me to make more! I do all kinds of art, I’m more than happy to do something for this (or any) fandom :) just drop a dm!

Freelance is my only real job at the moment thanks to COVID, so it’d mean the world! <3

Or, if you can’t directly purchase art from me but would still like to support, here’s my kofi! https://ko-fi.com/alridpath