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All it took to Sansa’s life to turn upside down was a single night.

And now, there she was, alone in a far away land with a Targaryen bastard growing in her belly. And they said Arya was the one who resembled their aunt the most.

Book Canon AU | A thousand lies may build their kingdom.

Chapter one of the Runaway Sansa fic it's finally out out! (And one day earlier!)

cinnamon rolls

This thing with Sansa, this unnamed madness growing between them, needed to stop. Or so Jon kept telling himself.

My word count for today is 990 words; I'll update you guys hourly.

you got me wrapped around your finger

Fucking her boss, her father’s business partner who was fourteen years older than her no less, would be the most stupid thing Sansa Stark ever did – if she hadn’t managed to fall in love with him. or Jon Snow is used to making wrong decisions, but Sansa Stark might just be the best worst mistake of his life. Modern AU | Jonsa Valentine 2026 | Receiving Gifts + Acts of Service + Quality Time

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(...) “I thought you said you would never leave Winterfell again.” “I thought you said the same.” They exchanged smirks, and Arya kept on talking. “I used to think that, once I got home, I would never want to leave. But now that I’m here, I realize that things might never be the same again. Everywhere I turn, I see ghosts. I look in the mirror, and I see ghosts. I don’t think I can keep living this way.” Turning her eyes downward, Sansa chuckled rather bitterly. “I understand.” “Maybe there’s some big discovery for me to make out there. Something that will help me look at the mirror one day, and recognize the girl I see in the mirror once more. I just… I don’t think I’ll find it here.” “Being here is too comfortable.” Sansa agreed, almost against her own will. Talking about it made her palms tingle, and her head felt as if it was submerged in icy water. Arya raised an eyebrow at her. “I don’t mean to offend, but you don’t look very comfortable.” A million sharp answers crossed her mind, one more cruel than the last.  “There’s comfort in discomfort.” She said instead. (...)

(...) It would be nothing like the Red Keep, she knew. During Queen Daenerys' coronation, a beautiful yet sensible affair, Sansa herself could barely enjoy the festivities, for each corner of that place was attached with horrific memories. It was no different in the Eyre, where she played so beautifully her part of a grieving – and mildly relieved, as it was requested of her – widow as she helped her Sweetrobin ease into his transition from a boy to a Lord. It was nothing like Winterfell, either; the halls of her golden childhood and her monotoned adulthood. A new place to explore, with people to meet and new impressions to make. How exciting would it be to soon enough shed the widow’s facade and become a Tully of Riverrun! How relieving would it be to spend her days without the heavy frown of the northern lords, or their judgmental stares.  (How wonderful would it be to breathe air he did not.) (...)

all my riches for her smiles

Jon looks into the little pup’s eyes – those bottomless, unseeing eyes. Its body is cold and shivering, a cruel thing to happen to such a sweet creature. Luckily for the little wolf, he knew a thing or two about being a motherless pup, and exactly where to find the kindest Lady in all the Seven Kingdoms. Post Canon Married Jonsa AU | Jonsa Valentine 2026 | Receiving Gifts + Words of Affirmation + Physical Touch

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A bit late, but oh well. Hope you guys enjoy this sweet little thing here! I'm gonna be honest and say that it's not my best work, and I'll probably want to revisit the idea later with better writing and better story building, but so far, this is what I got. Let me know your thoughts and opinions on this!

Because his suffering isn’t enough, it doesn’t feel like it was earned. He feels alienated from his own pain, because it’s almost like it is undeserving. Worst things should’ve happened in his life to justify this blessing because if not, then he is just a fucking impostor in his own hurt and impostors get found out and they get punished. And he doesn’t want to get punished, gods he doesn’t. Doesn’t want to lose her. But also – he does. Wants to suffer more and more, to carry a heavier cross just so this is justified, so no one can look at him and decide that he is undeserving and take it away from him. The only truly bright spot in his never ending darkness. They can’t take it away from him, they can’t, so he must find it in himself to bleed more, to have uglier wounds and scarier pains just so they can look at him and see- That he too deserves salvation. That his pain was justified. That something should make up for all of his time spent drowning. That he deserves her.