neither seen nor heard

She remembered a summer's snow in Winterfell when Arya and Bran had ambushed her as she emerged from the keep one morning. They'd each had a dozen snowballs to hand, and she'd had none. Bran had been perched on the roof of the covered bridge, out of reach, but Sansa had chased Arya through the stables and around the kitchen until both of them were breathless. She might even have caught her, but she'd slipped on some ice. Her sister came back to see if she was hurt. When she said she wasn't, Arya hit her in the face with another snowball, but Sansa grabbed her leg and pulled her down and was rubbing snow in her hair when Jory came along and pulled them apart, laughing.

made from love

M | 18,137 words | modern au | complete

burning for you --- jonsa 43k words, 11/11 completed

Sansa just needs a decent plus-one for her friend's wedding. The firefighter she matched with on an app seems perfect. Except for the tiny detail that he's the exact same stripper from the bachelorette party.

Soooo, finally the end! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ I've had so much fun editing this and making the workskin with HTML/CSS to recreate the chats, emails, and IG. I'm dropping the IG profiles of these two here as well !!