#harrold hardying

[sometimes-petty]

Sansa whenever she is put into yet another betrothal

From "I love him, Father, I truly truly do" to "If I give him sons, he may come to love me" to "'He was only . . . he was . . .' Kind?" to "She wondered if Lord Robert would shake all through their wedding." to "Please, he doesn't need to love me, just make him like me, just a little, that would be enough for now."

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whether or not you ship sansa/sandor or not

the hound is most definitely sansas sexual awakening right now in the vale, and grrm never writes things like this by accident, so this fact definitely has to mean something in the long run, right?

this is a girl who previously had been attracted to beardless, pretty boys like ser loras tyrell and joffrey

and now, she is in the vale, being regularly kissed and touched against her will by littlefinger who calls himself her FATHER and is trying to marry her to harrold hardying, a boy who fits that pretty boy archetype but she is just so thoroughly unimpressed by him

its the HOUND she thinks of in her marriage bed, its the Hound who protected her from the mob, the Hound who despite being vicious and often rude to her, has never lied to her and tried to bring her home during the blackwater

yes, sansa is all but 14 years old (but there was a timeskip that grrm had been planning while writing the books that got removed before feast? so she in that original plan wouldve been 19 in the vale) but she has already been exposed to so many of the cruelites of man - and yet, the man who she so frequently longs for, who she prays for, whose kiss she dreams of and whose kingsguard cloak she kept, is sandor clegane

and if he is the gravedigger - then he has just overheard from brienne and ser shadrich that sansa stark is in the vale with petyr fucking baelish

[witchlingcirce]

Sansa getting Jeyne Pooles storyline in the show actually makes me so mad!

Even with the way Sansa is at the end of the story, it legit would have made more sense for her to stay at the vale and be an apprentice under little finger!! And also the fact they not only waited for Sophie Turner to turn 18, they also lied to her and told her she would be getting a really good love interest 🤨

Sophie Turner you deserved Harrold Hardying and also deserved the Vale storyline

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EDIT UPON LAST READING:

This was written on the 30th of may mostly because I got in trouble with a subset of sansa fans at the time and I felt like I should try to joy in her character again. I am no longer sick, I no longer feel like talking about romance, I no longer feel like talking about Sansa but doing this was fun and I am always curious

For the sake of this post, and only this post, I will refer to the term "ship" or any derivatives of the word as "feeling interested by a dynamic's fanon, semi- or canon romantic connotations".

Can't believe I have to say this but god people can get so unnecessarily mean. Before people start being pedantic about something as harmless as rarepairs, it seems like I really will have to say: I don't believe in any of these options possible canon endgames. Many of these have not even interacted. I deserve to have fun with stuff as trivial as dumb inconsequential fanon ships. 

Under the cut I wrote down my preferences + linked some fanwork simply because I’m in a shipping mood after reading some folkloric myths and I don’t really have any strong opinions on ships, and the few NOTPS I have are more about the way fandom treats the ship than the actual ship on itself, but I am completely ill and not healthy enough to do anything more serious and rarepairs are fun. You don’t have to read it or write one yourself, I just feel like talking and recommending fanfics.

On the other hand, if you do want to recommend me fanwork of any type, or share a prompt or show me a wip or just simply hype your rarepair please do so! Everything goes as long as it's a rarepair (less than 500 fics on ao3).

1. Sansa Stark x Brienne of Tarth

Listen, were it not for Brienne and Jaime being clearly written to be read as semi-canon-going-canon and were this book not written by a straight cis white male US American baby boomer democrat, I would be delusionally screaming this is going to be the one canon ship! This would be my protagonist endgame ship for which I would take the mildest coincidence as foreshadowing and die on that hill.

I am coming for you, Lady Sansa. Be not afraid. I shall not rest until I've found you. - Brienne I, AFFC

(Subversions of lady/princess & knight/prince where both are women and one of them is searching for the other and I'll become her Prince and save her! and-)

I just really love how so many of Brienne's issues are tied to her femininity. She does not fit into the traditional idea of womanhood, she wishes she would, she does not want to, she is rejected by the concept and she rejects the concept. And yet, when she distances herself from every possible reminder of her own femininity and takes up a man's armour and sword, she is reminded of her place as a woman and told to conform to her gender.

And then we have Sansa, who romanticises stories about Ladies and Knights; first out of genuine love and admiration for them, and later as a coping mechanism when cruel reality tells her that those ideals are sadly nowhere near true.

This is her knight. This is her strong, brave knight.

My only problem with Briennsa is how we shippers sometimes tend to put Brienne in a position of servitude to Sansa or the Starks and ignore how she is the heir to an island, has a father whom she loves and wishes to see again, and is still on a quest. Hell, she might be Azor Ahai, with her weirwood dream in which she fights White Walkers + her father's sword Lightbringer, out of all the Azor Ahai tinfoil theories this is the one I think has the most canon support. She is not a Hyle Hunt type of errand knight who is just walking around Westeros for the sake of traveling and finding a job, and once the war is over and she has kept her oath, it would be nice to see her going home and proceeding with her life and independence, maybe taking Podrik with her. I would like her to see her father again and see there being love between them.

My nonsensical fantasies involve Brienne being like "Alright, I found one of the Stark girls, still have to find the other one. I'm taking her to Tarth where she'll be safe and have no creeps around who would bother her." and Sansa just completely falling in love with Brienne on the way there.

Also, I would die for the comedic potential of Brienne of Tarth, mockingly refered to as "Brienne the beauty", having a trail of people fawning over her. This post is one of my favourite posts in the world.

To be honest, while I do enjoy the idea of Sansa going North to reunite with her family, I also have a strong fondness for the concept of her actually staying South. I know this is an unpopular opinion that Sansa fans seem to particularly dislike because of the whole "SaNsA iS nOt A rEaL sTaRk" thing, but there is something about lands of childhoods being unretournable. Stepping out of home means never seeing it again. "I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell" perhaps, but the walls of Winterfell were burned and the one Winterfell native who got to go back to Winterfell didn't get to be strong or safe.

I would like to be wrong though, and I think I will be wrong! But still, it would be nice for her to discover a South that is closer to the dreams of chivalry and court she had and perhaps Tarth could be that place, even if only for a short time.

Well, here is a canon-divergent AFFC fanfic in which Brienne finally makes it to the Vale. It has a lot of fairy tale imagery and an interesting characterisation between the Sansa-Alayne personas.

2. Sansa Stark x Jeyne Westerling

"That's what I'll give you, Lady Sansa. Your brother's head." A kind of madness took over her then, and she heard herself say, "Maybe my brother will give me your head." - Sansa VI, AGOT

You know how Catelyn and Ellaria both at least got to say goodbye to the remains of their loved ones? Jeyne didn't. Neither did Sansa.

My weird fantasy involves Jeyne Westerling (MY Queen in the North) finally getting Robb's head, even if it's just the skull, and showing it to Sansa. A subversion in a way. Joffrey would have done it in malice and sadism, Jeyne would do it it with care, maybe a feeling of responsibility over what remains of her husband's family.

I have a lot of issues with Robb Stark and the way he is perceived in fandom, I keep hating him until I read the source material again and realise "oh wait, fanon≠canon", but I just think his relationships with the women surrounding him are fascinating and they don't get explored a lot. Sansa doesn't know about him cutting her out of the inheritance line and I wonder how she and Jeyne, the other woman who is a Stark but would no longer be accepted as one by a majority of the Northern lords, would feel about him. I wonder how love, resentment, grief and guilt would mix between the two. I don't think Jeyne is pregnant, but if she somehow ends up caring for Robb's heir (be it Jon, Sansa, or an eventual child we refer to as his) I would love that. I like imagining that Jeyne could learn more about Robb, the boy, since she seems to have only gotten to know Robb, the man and King. I like daydreaming of Sansa and Jeyne talking about Catelyn, whom both admire.

I think both of them, based on what we know of Jeyne, share some similitudes in the way they behave conforming to their gender and what is considered a Lady's attitude while still having moments of defiance and I think Sansa could maybe appreciate that. Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, she speaks of "madness taking over her" and, in my opinion, this is usually when she steps out of her own safety to be brave or bold (standing up to Joffrey, trusting Dontos, trying to hide her first menstruation) and I think it could be nice to see her realising these are not things she should be ashamed of. It always reminds me of Jeyne tearing up her clothes and fighting her mother. Jeyne Westerling, like most Jeynes, doesn't get treated very well in fandom. I hate how the interpretation of Robb breaking his vows to marry her is always one putting him as a selfless saint who practically sacrificed himself for a girl he didn't even love when the fact this all plays so mysteriously can open so many possibilities.

And it seems to me people forget how metal she became.

Sometimes Sansa's f/f ships tend to get simplified to "girls being girls and doing girly things together" and I understand why people enjoy that and they are valid for doing so, but in my case I usually prefer to have a little more conflict to it and I think this ship can balance the "girls making flowercrowns and braiding each others hair" and "exploration of complex feelings and estrangement" well enough for me to find it interesting.

Here is a fanfic I'd recommend that takes place in Winterfell with a reluctant Queen Sansa and lots of survivor's guilt + an edit done for said fanfic!

3. Sansa Stark x Garlan Tyrell

When Joff had her beaten, the Imp defended her, not Littlefinger. When the mob sought to rape her, the Hound carried her to safety, not Littlefinger. When the Lannisters wed her to Tyrion against her will, Ser Garlan the Gallant gave her comfort, not Littlefinger. - Sansa I, AFFC

(Yes, I know all those allies are kind of perpetuating her misery too, but she seems to have some affection for them. The reasons behind the affection can be discussed and dissected to examine whether that affection should be there or not, but as of now I don't want to talk about that. People can cherrypick to their own wishes.)

Not something I like to visualise as an endgame because Garlan seems to be quite happy with Leonette and I honestly think Margaery and Sansa's break up/middle school betrayal might not be as easily solvable as we wished, but I like thinking about Sansa & Garlan.

I like Sansa but she is fetishising a gay man who just lost the love of his life when she has a broader shouldered, bearded, straight person who looks very similar to said gay man who is called Garlan the Gallant and how can she be so blind? Why is her unrealistic teenage crush so poorly chosen? Garlan is so humble and his name is so fitting. He is more chivalrous and mature than Lawrence and he is so strong and agreeable and he treats her and Tyrion with respect. He takes her out to dance and makes her laugh and if going by how she describes the Tyrells, then he is so very handsome too and- Why are you laughing? - My father, swooning over Garlan the Gallant on the phone

I do like imagining her having a bit of a very one-sided mild crush sometimes, not something serious but one of those light early adolescent crushes you won't ever act on. Sansa finding moments to daydream and cherish in the hell of a life she is living in King's Landing where se feels cared for, even if it is by someone who is not particularly invested in her. Admiring Leonette and wondering how happy she must be, without ever being truly envious or malicious but simply wishing she had something similar. So, less actual romantic interest but more of a one-sided "I wish" in response to unexpected and (hopefully) genuine emotional help.

I usually prefer gap fillers in fanfiction and I am so eagerly waiting for a gap filler of Sansa's time in King's Landing where she gets to interact more with Garlan and Leonette. Where we see her being wistful and melancholic, longing for her dreams of courtship, chivalry and the sort of love that would be a mix between that which she has heard in songs and witnessed between her parents. Having small moments of joy feeling like a girl again for allowing herself those dreams and realising they can be true.

It's a pity there aren't many fanfics or fan art focusing on their canon or fanon dynamic. I like them a lot.

4. Sansa Stark x Myranda Royce

This is the light to C€rsei x Ta€na's darkness. I love them as friends and I would rather keep them as friends, and for some reason I ship Myranda x Mya, but I enjoy the ship A LOT! Out of the female connection's Sansa builds as the story goes on, I think their dynamic is the most endearing one, and I live in fear of GRRM turning Myranda into Sansa's new villain. I talked a bit about them in the later part of that one post, and I don't have a lot more to add, I just genuinely enjoy their dynamic and how natural Sansa's friendship with her is. I think Myranda embodies certain aspects of Margaery and Jeyne, but until now she is more genuine than Margaery was, and Sansa is also more mature in her treatment of her compared to Jeyne. I just like them.

So, if Myranda gets to wake up the sapphicness in Sansa, I would not complain. She spends so much time flirting with her! I love her for that. "You do turn such a pretty shade of pink.”, "So you're brave as well as beautiful, "I can see how virtuous you are just by looking at those rosy cheeks and big blue eyes of yours."

Sometimes I see this small fraction of fandom being mistrusting of Myranda and I honestly think we are just falling into Littlefinger's trap when we do that. If Petyr tells Sansa not to befriend Myranda, then I will 100% hope Sansa has the common sense to befriend Myranda. Don't take Myranda's derogative comment about Alayne's "Bastard breasts" as genuine, her literal bff/girlfriend is a bastard herself. Nah, but seriously, do we really think that Mya Stone who has been struggling with feelings of abandonment since before we even met her would be "as close as sisters" with Myranda Royce if she truly were a classist evil schemer? I honestly think Littlefinger might be a little afraid of her. She is shrewd, she might not be on board with her father's alliance with Petyr. Maybe that is why she is being threatened by her father to be married to a suitor she wouldn't approve of.

I might be wrong though, who knows. I do understand how her constant bawdy jokes could have also been a method for disorienting and questioning her but the twow preview chapter made me doubt it. For some reason I find her more genuine than Margaery, but as said I'm open to being very wrong about this.

Anyway, here is a small Drabble + art someone made and it's cute and Myranda is funny. I love Myranda.

5. Sansa Stark x Harrold Hardyng

I didn't have a strong opinion on them but then I was sold on them by a fanfic. It seems like this is where canon might be heading and I'm honestly happy for Sansa if she gets to have her high school movie annoyance to lovers romance with a handsome-popular-everybody-wants-him Prep/Jock guy. Good for her. I don't think Harry is an evil person and I hope it remains that way. Depending on which approach GRRM takes to their relationship it could be very comedic while still holding the political plot for the Vale. Their interactions during the Alayne TWOW preview chapter were gold and everything I would expect from the high school AU set in the Middle Ages, this post encapsulates it, I want them to be cringe and weirdly out of place. All the important lords and ladies are talking politics while these two are constantly making everyone uncomfortable with weird one liners.

On the other hand, depending on how long Sansa has to keep up with the Alayne farce, it could also provide for some angst and explorations of identity issues. Lady Waynwood agreed to the betrothal on the condition that Harry himself would agree to it and find "Alayne" to his liking. And I will admit there is something that would be so sweet about Sansa being loved by Harry THE HEIR, as Alayne Stone, some petty lord's bastard.

It is not me she wants her son to marry, it is my claim. No one will ever marry me for love. - Sansa VI, ASOS

I would be so genuinely happy if she is proven wrong. And yes, the Alayne persona is not simply Sansa with another hair colour and name, but it is still part of her. It is a mask of her own face, smoother and only presenting that which she wants to present. It would be interesting to see an actual love story blossom out of this, while she is still painfully aware of their union being a machination of Littlefinger, maybe feeling guilt and insecurity over Alayne being made to play the seductress while Sansa is still underneath that facade wanting to be loved, being loved but not fully aware of it.

Anyway, here is a light angst fanfic about the Sansa-Alayne identity and Harry! It's probably one of my favourite Sansa fics ever, but warning for Petyr Baelish being himself!

+ I think people sleep on the concept of us readers getting to see Littlefinger "losing the girl" for the supposed prep/jock fuckboy again, that would be great.

Not a favourite, because I don't know a lot about Harrold except for that he is kind of a jerk, but I am a very canon person, so I'll probably end up tolerating/liking it if it actually gets to happen.

6. Sansa Stark x Myrcella Baratheon

I feel very weird about this one because I personally tend to distance myself from the captive x captor (including captor's family) ships in asoiaf when they are portrayed as something positive (nothing against those who like them, it's just a personal preference), but maybe because in this case both of them experience the position of hostage/ward and they didn't get to spend a significant amount of time together (two years at most), I am less appalled about possible scenarios in which they meet again in the future. Myrcella being passed off as legitimate when she is a bastard, Sansa being passed off as a bastard when she is legitimate, becoming pawns in political intrigues of others, being isolated from their families at a young age. Dorne treats Myrcella significantly better than King's Landing treated Sansa, but it still is the place where she was maimed and almost killed.

+ The fact that Myrcella is supposed to look almost exactly like Cersei (someone Sansa admired and wanted to emulate only to come to fear and hate her) but has none of her cruelty could be very interesting and torturous to explore if people want to write angst and get into Sansa's psychology. You can make this dark and macabre without having to open the bag with the dead dove.

Here is a (sadly abandoned) post ados fic in which Myrcella travels North as a ward to Lady Sansa, Warden of the North, sent by Queen Daenerys. Othe ships are also tagged, but since it was discontinued they don't appear. It has a very entertaining characterisation for Myrcella and it doesn't bash any of the girls mentioned, so I liked it.

7. Sansa Stark x Lancel Lannister

So, imagine a universe where Sansa chooses Lancel over Tyrion.

At the time, Lancel is still recovering from his wounds, if I remember correctly, and is experiencing his religious awakening. Imagine how different Sansa's arc would have been. Would she be the one seeking for some sort of connection between her and her husband? Lancel would probably have no interest in any possible romance, but he might be less indifferent with Sansa than he was with Amerei given how she aided him when he was wounded even when he had always been a passive participant in her abuse. Would she keep plotting and hoping for an escape with Dontos? Or would Lancel take her away from King's Landing? If he's not marrying Amerei, then he is not getting Derry, but perhaps Sansa could become a claim to Riverrun post-Red Wedding and that would be interesting to see. Sansa in her mother's home, retracing the steps of her parents, but this time differently, as an unwilling usurper to her uncle. Would she meet Jeyne once the Lannisters retake Riverrun?

Would there be a religious conflict between the two? I am an agnostic theology enthusiast, so I really love seeing how religion plays out in the story and since Sansa believes in the Seven Gods and the Old Gods, I think her dual faith would be interesting to see in opposition to Lancel's devotion for and indoctrination by the faith of the Seven.

+ both have Cersei related trauma and I am a sucker for "we share an abuser" dynamics.

I actually really love this possibility, but didn't came up with any of it on my own! What I wrote above is based on conversations between @team-mom-wannabe, @selkiewife and @nosafeanchorage. They created an entire AU for these two, with an astonishing amount of details and care, and then I had to go through the disappointment that is realising no one has ever written a fanfic centred on their possible marriage.

8. Sansa Stark x Val the Wildling

I really like Val. I know some people hate her because they claim she is "not like other girls" or because she wants Shireen to be killed, but I hate the way nlog rhetoric has developed and I come from a continent where 95% of the population was killed by foreigner's diseases (and also by the foreigners themselves of course), so yeah, I will never hold that against her. I understand why that is upsetting to others, but I'm different.

It's weird to me that although show!Sansa was given traits and storylines from many erased female characters and was kind of deprived of her own (and I still hate that show for that and so many other things), they never teased the concept of giving her a wildling partner! Tormund was a completely different character compared to his book counterpart, he was much younger, conventionally attractive and acted as the main leader of the Free Folk after Mance, so I thought they would maybe merge him with Sigorn and tease him and Sansa, but that didn't happen (I don't remember what happened to him. Did he die?). And I won't deny that the lack of a wilding/northerner marriage lead me to have some thoughts about how interesting it could be for her to meet someone from the free folk. And then, because I'm very very sapphic, Val came to my mind, another cool woman they erased. Beautiful and deadly. A subversion of the princess in a tower.

It's fun to see how both, Sansa and Val, are considered the keys to the North/the Free Folk when their titles are practically honorary; Val is not a real princess and the Free Folk wouldn't submit to anyone who forcibly married her, Sansa has been cut out of the inheritance line because she was made to marry an enemy whom the North would never allow into its territory. I think it would be entertaining to see them meet and observe possibly feelings of mutual respect grow and I just really like seeing people from different cultures interact. Free Folk's beliefs around courtship and how romance and marriage are always meant to carry some sort of violence are fascinating to me. The idea of being "stolen" is a concept I initially associated to non-consensual dynamics, but in fairy tales we often have characters saving the female heroine/love interest by stealing/rescuing them. The way women are often made to be objects of conquest or rewards in most folkloric stories and fairy tales conditions their rescue as theft, since they often belong to the villain only to be passed to another male character. This also is somewhat true in Sansa's case specifically with Tyrion and Petyr, although I would argue Petyr is a lot worse for Sansa than Tyrion. Anyway, I would really like to see how Sansa, who has always been on the edge of rape but has managed to avoid it (she has still been mistreated and fondled in situations of dubious consent, but not violated like Jeyne or Dany), would react to their customs.

+ depending on whether you believe in Sansa's possible complicity in the poisoning of Sweetrobin there could be soooo much room for projection and angst if she gets to see Val being motherly and so very loving to "her nephew" (even when it's not really her nephew and she knows) while still advocating for Shireen's death. Oh, that could be very very fun to read.

9. Sansa Stark x Podrick Payne

awwww he is crushing on his boss's wife! :D

I feel weird about this one being so low given how it's the only one in this bunch with some canon support. This is uncommon for me. It's probably simply because I find her dynamic with Tyrion more interesting, but this is cute anyway!

I do wonder why no one has thought more seriously about them in canon given how Pod is Brienne's traveling companion and might come to meet Sansa again sometime soon (if they survive LSH (on that note, I'd love it if he gets to tell her about Catelyn/LSH)).

I don't know. Podrick is a good kid and Sansa deserves good things. I just haven't found a lot of thematics in their possible dynamic that interest me, but I'm open to them.

+ Sansa's weird traumatic dreams involving Ilyn Payne. Someone make something out of this.

Sadly haven't found many fanfics that have sparked my interest, but I really like this gif-set!

10. Sansa Stark x Tristifer Botley

I had been wondering about this concept for a while and thought that in another universe where the war didn't happen or the possible Iron Islands/The North alliance was settled in terms that included more marriages between them, this could have been interesting, albeit improbable since House Botley isn't as relevant as House Stark, but interesting! And then I came across this really sweet post-ados fanfic by @/alleyskywalker in which Sansa is married to him to build bonds with the Islands since all realms are now independent again and I thought it was cute. Tris was lovely and I liked reading him. He is a character I feel conflicted about, but I don't think he is evil, I just didn't like the way he approached Asha. I jokingly refer to him as a nice guy™, but honestly he is just an actual nice guy with a gentle nature and romantic tendencies and I really love how he is a character whom Asha deems "too sweet for the Iron Islands", and still he is part of the Iron Islands and is accepted as one by the other Ironborn. Her claim is never backed on by anyone else.

His courteous and polite ways could probably match Sansa's dreams of chivalry very well. It would also be fun to see her adapt to the Islands, considering the Northerners' mistrust (and also some bigotry) for the Ironborn and how different their culture is compared to that of the southern courts that Sansa dreamed of and idealized. It could be fun.

My honour mentions in no particular order

Sansa Stark x Harras Harlaw

For similar reasons to Tristifer Botley, but although we know less about Harras' personality, we know he is a salt son and a knight, something most of his fellow Ironborn frown upon. To me, that is odd and fun to think about. Does he worship the Seven Gods AND the Drowned God simultaneously? His mother is a Serret of the Westerlands. Could she have been the one to make him be more fond of southern culture? I don't know, but I like to think that is the case and if so, I think him and Sansa could possibly have some things in common.

Sansa Stark x Mya Stone

Not one I'm actively searching stuff for, but I get a visit from my good ol' friend Sarah Tonin whenever I stumble upon it and I can understand why people are into it:

Baratheon x Stark (but f/f)

Bastard x Noble (but f/f + subverted because "Alayne")

Mya's connection to Catelyn (Lady Stoneheart would approve)

There is also the fact that Mya is one of the most honest and frank characters Sansa has met ever since the story began. I will defend Myranda but I think she is shrewd, Margaery...well we know how that ended...Mya is different! She doesn't seem to be hiding any secrets or have any ulterior motives in her friendliness. Her abandonment issues would be interesting to explore among with Sansa's overall introspection + her isolation in King's Landing and her new (and sadly well) founded mistrust for others.

Honestly, my favourite daydream just involves them having a conversation about Sansa's parents and Mya telling her all she can remember and consoling her, while being open about her own issues, but sadly I don't have any creative abilities and can't come up with anything beyond that.

Here is a short, but interesting, fanfic that takes place post AFFC, but was written before the TWOW preview chapters came out. I thought it was lovely.

Sansa Stark x Jeyne Poole

Kind of an obvious one and one I struggle with because I can see the appeal of childhood friends torn apart by war and then reuniting after both went through different hells, but the way fandom treats it often just annoys me. I think there are a few unaddressed issues that make it more difficult for me to enjoy the way it's portrayed in fanon. I guess we could say I like it as a rhænicent that never got truly toxic and just remained bittersweet with a few kneeps of resentment, feelings of inferiority and maybe some misplaced anger coming from Jeyne . There is a fanfic though that I think is unmatched when it comes to what I would like : (1) + (2) but warning for canon compliant Jeyne storyline fucked upness + mild ambiguous Theyne (the Jeynsa is ambiguous too, but in my opinion less than the theyne, and it is just as important, not a side-ship. Overall one of my favourite fics ever).

Rolly Duckfield

"He is as tall as Griff now. Three days ago he knocked Duck into a horse trough." "I wasn't knocked. I fell in just to make him laugh." - Tyrion III, ADWD

I love Duck. He reminds me of my best friend and I think Sansa could use someone like that in her life. I have nothing else to add.

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all character names used in the song of ice and fire pile

addam addison adrack adrian aegon aegor aelyx aemma aemon aemond aenar aenys aerea aerion aeron aeryn aerys aethan aethelmure aggo agnes ahai aladale aladore alan alannys alaric alarra alayaya alayne albar albett albin alchemist alekyne alerie alester alfyn alicent all allar alleras alliser allyria alton alvyn alyce alyn alys alysanne alyssa amarei amerei amory amos and andar andrey andrik andros androw anguy annara antario anya archer archon's ardrian aregelle areo argella arianne arlan armen armond aron arra arrana arrec arryk arryn arsa arstan arthur artos arwood arwyn arya arys asha ashara ashford aubrey aurane aurion axell ayrmidon azor b baelish baelon baelor balaq balerion ball balman balon banefort bar baratheon barbara barber barbrey barneby barra barre barristan barthogan bass bastards beesbury bella bellanora bellegere bellena bellonara belly ben benard benedict benfred benfrey benifer benjen benjicot bennard bennarion bennifer benton beren berena beric bernarr beron bertrand bess beth bethany bettley bharbo big billy biter black blackbar blackberry blackfyre blackshield blacktyde blackwood blade blood bloody blount blue boarkiller boisterous bolton boremund boros bors borys botley bowen boy bracken bran branda brandon brax braxton breaker brella brienne brightstone bronn broome brother brother brune brus bryan bryce bryen brynden bryndon buckler bullock bulwer bump burley burton byan byrch byron bywater c cadwyl cafferen caleotte calla captain captain's cargyll caron cassana cassel cassella caswell category catelyn catspaw cayn cedric celtigar cerelle cerenna cerissa cersei cerwyn ceryse character characters characters charlton chataya chayle chett chiggen children clarent clayton clegane clement cleos cletus cleyton clifton clydas cockshaw codd cohollo coldhands colemon colin colmar commander commander's connington corbray corlys corne correy coryanne costayne courtesan cousin cox craghorn

crake crakehall crane cregan cregard creighton cressen creylen crow culiper cuy cynthea cyrelle cyrenna d daario dacey dacks daegon daella daemion daemon daenerys daenora daenys daeron daeryssa dagmer dagon dale dalt dalton damion damon danny danos danwell dareon daring darke darklyn darlessa darnold darry daryn daughter daughter daven davos daxos dayne deana deceased deem delena demonlover denyo denys desmera desmond devan deziel dick dickon dobber donal dondarrion donel donella donnel donnis donnor dontos doran doreah dormund dorna dornishman dragons drogo drumm drunkard dryn duckfield duncan dunstable dunstan duram durran durrandon durwald dusk duskendale dusky dustin duur dyanna dykk dywen e ebrose eddara eddard eddison edgar edgerran edmund edmure edmyn edric edwell edwyle edwyn edyth eerl egen elaena elder eldred eleyna elia elinda elinor ella ellard ellaria ellyn elmar elmo elric elwood elyas elyn elys elysar emberlei emma emmett emmon emmond emory endrew erena erenford erich ermesande erren erryk essie estermont estren ethan euron ever eye eyed f falena falyse farman farring farwynd father fenn fergon flatnose flement fletcher flint florent florian florys flowers folk follard fool foote for forel fork forley foss fossoway fox franklyn free frenken frey from g gael gaemon gage galbart gardener gared gareth garibald garlan garrison garse garth gaunt gawen gendry genna gerald geremy gerion germund gerold gerrick gevin gilbert gilliane gilly gilly's glendon glover godry gold goodbrook goodbrother goode goren gormon gormond gorold gower graceford gran grance greatjon green greenbeard greenfield greenhand gregor grell grenn grey greydon greyiron greyjoy griffith grover groves guard guncer gwayne gwenys gwin gwynesse gylbert gyldayn gyles gysella h h'ghar haegon haereg haggo haggon hagon haigh hairy hake hal halder hali halleck hallis hallyne halys hammer hardy hardyng hareth harlan harlaw harlon harma harmen harmond harmund harrag harras harren harrion harrold harron harry harwin harwyn harys hawick hayford heddle helman hendry henly herndon hero herrock heward hibald high hightower hill hilmar historical hoare hoarfrost hoat hobb hobber hobert hodor hogg hoke hollard holly hop horas horgan horn

hornwood horpe horse horton horys hosman hosteen hostella hoster hot hotah hotho howard howland hubard hubert hugh hugo hullen humble humfrey hunter huntsman husband illifer illyrio ilyn imry irri iv ix j jacaerys jacelyn jack jacks jaehaerys jafer jaime jalabhar jammos janei janna janos jaqen jared jaremy jason jasper jast jax jayne jennis jenny jenye jeor jeren jeyne jhiqui jhogo jirelle joanna jocasta jocelyn joffrey johanna john jojen jommo jon jonah jonnel jonos jonothor jonquil jorah joron jorquen jory joseran joseth joss josua joy joyeuse jurene justin justman jyck k kaeth kandaq karlon karstark karyl kedge kegs kella kenning kermit kettleblack kevan kezmya kindly king king kings kingsblood kingsblood's kingsguard knight knights kurleket kyndall kyra l lad laenor lake lambert lancel langward lanna lannister larence lark larys last laswell leana leathers leek lefford lelia lem lemoncloak lenwood leo leobald leona leonella leonette leslyn lester lew lewyn lewys lharys lia lianna lickspittle lily locke lodos lollys lomys long longbough longleaf longthorpe longwaters lonmouth lonnel loraq loras lorch lord lord loren lorence lorent loreon lorimar lorimer loron lorra lothar lothor lucamore lucas luceon lucifer lucimore lucinda lucion luthor luwin lyanna lyarra lydden lyle lyman lymond lyn lynara lynora lyonce lyonel lysa lythene m mace mad maege maegelle maegon maegor maekar maelor maelys maester maia maid maldon malegorn malleon mallery mallister mallor man mance manderly mandon manfred manfrey manfryd manly marbrand

margaery margaret marghaz margot mariah marillion maris mariya mark marla marlon marna maron marq marqelo marsella marsh martell martyn maryam masha maslyn massey matarys mathis matthar mattheus matthew maz meadows medgar medrick medwick meera megga meha melantha melara meldred melesa melessa melisandre melissa mellario melony melwyn merianne meribald merlon merlyn mern merrell merrett merryweather mervyn meryn mikken milk mina minisa mirri mo mohor mollander mollen monarchs moon moore mooton mopatis mord mordane moreo morgan morgarth morgon mormont moro morrec morrigen morros mors morya moryn mott mounts mullendore mullin mully munda murenmure musgood mya mycah mychel myles myr myranda myrcella myre myriame myrielle mysaria n naerys naggle naharis nan narha night's norbert norcross norjen norman normund norne norren norrey norridge norvos notch noye nute nymeria o o' oak oakenshield oakheart oarsman obara oberyn of old olene olenna ollidar olymer olyvar olyver omer ondrew orbert orkwood ormond ormund orryn orton orys osbert oscar osfryd osha osmund osney osric oswald oswell oswyck oswyn othell otherys othgar otho othor ottyn owen oznak p paege pahl palehair patchface pate pater patrek paul paxter payne peake penny pennytree penrose perceon peremore perianne perkin perra perriane perwyn petyr philip pie piper plummer podrick polliver poole porther pov praed pree prentys prester preston prince

princes promised prudence prunella pryor puckens pyat pycelle pyg pyke pypar q qalen qarl qarlton qhored qhorin qhorwyn qorgyle qotho quaithe quaro queen quellon quenten quentin quenton quentyn quincy qyburn qyle r ragged rakharo ralf rambton ramsay randyll rast raven ravos raya rayder raylon raymont raymun raymund raynald raynard reach red redbeard redfort redpool redwyne reed reference regenard regis regnar renfred renly rennifer reynard reyne reysen rhae rhaegal rhaegar rhaegel rhaella rhaelle rhaenyra rhalla rhea rhogoro ricasso richard rickard rickon rivers rob robar robard robb robert robett robin robyn roderick rodrik rodwell roger rogers rognar rohanne roland rolder rollam rolland rolley rolly rolph romny ronel ronnal ronnel roone roose roote rorge roryn rosamund rosby rose rosey roslin rowan roxton roy royce rufus rupert rus russell ruttiger ryam rycherd ryella ryger ryk rykker rylene ryman rymolf rymond ryswell s saan sabitha salladhor sallei saltcliffe samantha samgood samwell sand sandor sansa santagar sara saranella sargon sarra sarsfield sarya satin sawane scales scarb seastar seaworth sebaston selmond selmy selwyn selyse senelle septon serena serra serry serwyn sevenstreams shadrich shae shaena shagwell sharp she shella shepherd shett shiera shierle shireen shirei shortear shrike shrykos sigfry sigfryd sigorn simon sister sisterton skahaz skinchangers sloane slynt small smallwood smike smiling snow son son soulless sour sparr spicer spotted squire stackspear stafford

stallion stannis stark starvling staunton steffarion steffon stevron stillwood stiv stokeworth stone stonehouse stonetree storm stout strickland strong suggs sumner sunglass surly swann sweet swyft sybell sylas sylvenna sylwa symond syrio t taena tagaros talbert tall talla tallhart tally tanda tanner tarbeck targaryen tarle tarly tarth tawney templeton teora ternesio terys tess that the the theo theodore theomore theon thoren thorne thoros three timeon timotty tion titus tobho todder todric togarion tollett tom tomard tommen torghen torgon torrhen torwyn torwynd tower towers toyne trant tree tregar tristifer triston trystane tully tumitis turnberry turnip tyana tybolt tyene tygett tyler tyrek tyrell tyrion tyrion's tysane tysha tyta tytos tywald tywin u ulf uller umber umfred umma urragon urras urrathon urrigon urron urswyck uther utherydes uthor utt v vaegon vaellyn valaena valerion valiant vance varamyr vardis vargo varly varys vayon velaryon veron vickon victaria victarion victor vikary vines visenya viserra viserys volmark vorian vortimer votyris w waif walda walder walderan waldon walgrave wallace wallen walter walton waltyr walys was waters watt waymar wayn waynwood weaver webber weeper wendamyr wendel westerlands westerling westling wex whalen whent white whittlestick who wick wife wildling will willamen willas willem william willis willow wind wineseller winterfell wode wolves woman woodcock woolfield world woth wulfgar wull wyl wylde wylis wylla wyman wynafrei wynafryd wynch wynton wythers x xaro xho xhoan y yandry yarwyck yew ygon ygritte yohn yorbert yoren yorko youngest yronwood ysabel ysilla z zo zollo

[greenhikingboots]

Completed!

It’s done, it’s done, it’s done! It’s finally done. That took me two months of fiddling periodically and struggling each time, then like two and a half days of just knocking it out. Go figure. Chapter 12 excerpt below the cut. 

As far as Jon Snow was concerned, he and his girlfriend Sansa Stark were Winterfell’s most promising young couple. On a Sunday in mid July, after pulling into her driveway and turning off the engine of his truck, he remained seated for a moment to reflect on how far they’d come in such a short amount of time. He was, after all, an hour early for Jeyne Westerling’s belated baby shower, and that seemed as good a time as any to lose himself in quiet contemplation. It was difficult to pinpoint how it all started, the changes in their dynamic — from knowing each other through Robb, to being friends in their own right, to being boyfriend and girlfriend. Did it start when Robb left for White Harbor? When Sansa hugged him after getting back from volleyball camp and Jon realized he liked the way she felt in his arms? Or was it when she asked him to participate in the torture of one Harrold E. Hardying by pretending to date? Or when they shared their first kiss in her bedroom before Margaery Tyrell’s party? Maybe each of those occurrences were worth counting as a change in their dynamic, several significant turning points in a row. Maybe each had to happen to lead Jon and Sansa to where they were now. And even though his plan to ask her to be his girlfriend on prom night had been derailed by Rhaegar, that occurrence seemed like it counted for a lot too. It taught Jon how not to better handle conflict with Sansa in the future. It proved how patient and understanding she was. It opened them up to discussing more serious matters. In short, it made them closer, faster. [Read the rest here.]

[west1rosi]

added muses:

rhaena targaryen

duncan forrester (oc head of house forres.ter, bannerman of creg.an star.k)

marilda of hu.ll (mother of two dragonriders and alleged paramour of corlys)

harrold hardying

[goldcranes]

first sentence game!

Thank you so much @bettsfic for the tag! I really enjoyed doing this (and realised how many WIP fics I have, yikes.)

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

this includes published and non-published/wip fics, in reverse chronological order (i.e. most recent first).

Her lightsaber was a comforting weight between her shoulderblades. Rey leant back into it just for a second, like a cat pushing up under an outstretched hand, then set her legs into the climb once more. Cloud vapour was thick around her, wet in her mouth and on her hair. It tasted faintly – like everything else on Coruscant – of fuel. (WIP Reylo, canon role-reversal AU.)

It starts with winter creeping down from the mountains two months early. (WIP Darklina A/B/O fic for the Lovesick Valentine's collection – yes, it is extremely late).

The body adapts. It’s one of the first things Dr Tarth told her that initial afternoon in her office, sunlight drifting across the carpet, dust motes dancing in the air, the lake vast and placid through the window. It had taken Sansa an hour to stop picking at the hem of her sweater and supplying bland answers to probing questions and admit, I don’t even know what it feels like not to be afraid anymore. (Insomniacs, WIP, modern AU ASOIAF, Sansa/Jaime).

It should not be permissible to be twenty-six and already jaded like this. (The Bleak Midwinter, modern au Darklina, Grisha trilogy.)

Jaime Lannister steals her from the Gates of the Moon in the dead of night. It is only three days until she is due to marry Harrold Hardying. (Expedience, ASOIAF, Jaime/Sansa.)

The car pulls up outside while she’s cupped in the gables above her room, smoking a cigarette stolen from her housemate’s stash, prodding at her rage the way one might provoke a caged tiger. (Larceny, Daemyra, modern au ASOIAF, unfinished.)

There’s an ulcer coming up on her lip. Amelia worries at it the whole drive; nearly four hours from San Diego to China Lake, the sun beating down on the top of her mom’s car all the way. (Sleeper Hit, Top Gun, Amelia/Bradley)

The papers don't look like much of anything. A little pile of white in the middle of that heavy, forbidding desk. (honey-throated, WIP Stardew Valley Harvey/OC).

The sky yawns so vast here. Alina always feels so small beneath it, tiny and squashed down like a bug beneath a child's finger. (Transition Stunt, modern AU Darklina).

There was no ignoring the strangeness of it. Like a missing tooth, your tongue prodding into the gap, tasting metal and space. (WIP Twilight fic, AU Carlisle/Bella.)

I can't think of anyone active on Tumblr who I haven't already seen tagged, so I'll say if you haven't done this and you're a fic writer, consider yourself tagged!

[isefyres-archive]

@dcviline asked: This gown is sinful. (sansa @ myranda)

"The   gown   is   fine.   At   last   we   see   curves.   I   know   well   you   have   no   desire   to   attrack   Harrold   Hardy   Hard,   my   lady."   She   is   no   fool.   This   are   her   gates,   and   Myranda   herself   is   carrying   on   her   own   affair   under   the   roof.   Personally,   she   cares   little,   she   had   wanted   Harrold   for   herself   firstly,   but   the   young   man   was   rude   and   spoiled.   She   would   rather   take   a   knight   with   charm   and   it   seems   that   so   did   Alayne.  

"Besides   this   is   to   wear   between   lovers.   You   will   not   stroll   through   the   Vale   with   it.   Unless   you   wish   to   make   everyone   loose   control."   Myranda   laughs,   finishing   the   touches   on   the   edge   of   the   gown   and   the   laces   on   the   back,   head   peaking   on   the   side   as   she   looks   at   the   other   with   pride   in   her   eyes.   "There.   Lovely."

[imaginarianisms]

Alayne Stone knew that look all too well. Ocean hues shift downcast as a dainty hand grasps at her handheld mirror to look at her reflection in the looking glass. She recognized it from King's Landing when Littlefinger would whisper in the Queen's ear. Petyr was her guardian, laughing, gentle and sweet, but this man sitting before her was another breed entirely, the likes of kingmakers and kingbreakers. Sometimes it had become almost impossible to tell the two apart. Tonight's feast had gone well enough with Young Falcon Harrold the Heir in her grasp. And yet, like mirrors, illusions can be shattered just as easily if one didn't have their wits about them. Sweetrobin had been furious seeing her upon the floor with the young man but luckily he did not fall into another sickly fit, her poor little lord. Her stomach fluttered.

❝Tonight went pleasantly well, Father, more than I'd hoped it would be,❞ Alayne began, the word 'father' rotting in her mouth, ❝only I do have my own concerns.❞

Alayne, all clad in raven black as if she were attending a funeral, began to experiment with her headpieces, brushing her long black tresses with a gloved hand before placing a silver and sapphire blue falcon headpiece in her hair. ❝I asked the Heir if he would name his babe Cinnamon if it's a girl or Cloves if it's a boy, and he laughed, then I told him that if we were to wed that he would need to send Saffron back to her father in Gulltown, I would be all the spice he wanted... however, if he touches me in ways no man should touch his bride or turns on me, I want him thrown out of the Moon Door to join Lady Arryn.❞ She would never endure another Joffrey ever again.

That was her first concern. She looks up from the looking glass up to Lord Baelish, ocean eyes glinting in the dark. ❝Yohn Royce and Anya Waynwood do not trust you and Myranda Royce keeps asking me odd questions, as you know. You once told me to prepare for the future and I have been deep in thought about it. In an ideal world, I would rally all of the Knights of the Vale behind me and leave the South behind while the Lannisters engage with the fanatics in King's Landing and then, if the rumors are true, Prince Aegon VI Targaryen's forces from Storm's End, to take back the North and Winterfell when the Boltons are overthrown by either Stannis or a traitor in their ranks. However, if there is anything the Red Keep has taught me, Father, it is that nothing ever truly goes according to plan all the time. How do you propose we go about telling the lords and ladies of the Vale? The Lannisters have friends even here.❞

Her gyrfalcon Courtesy landed on the windowsill of her chambers that had previously belonged to Lysa Arryn in the Gates of the Moon. Alayne rises to her feet, turning her back on him momentarily as she walks to the window and allows the great bird to latch to her arm. Returning to her seat, Courtesy's eyes look intently at the Lord of Harrenhal, almost like a protective mother over her chick, for gyrfalcons were the greatest and rarest of birds, and female gyrfalcons towered over their male counterparts. Gloved fingers scratch at Courtesy's head as she leans into her lady's touch, affectionately chirping from her beak, and Alayne turns to look at Lord Baelish again, a sly smile playing her lips as she eyes the gyrfalcon's grey and white colors—Stark colors—and back at him again.

Harry Hardyying was handsome indeed, that much was true, yet so was Joffrey, her dwarf husband Tyrion was twisted and yet he never hurt Sansa Stark, and yet none of them were Aurane Waters, the swaggering Bastard of Driftmark with dark skin, silver gold hair and blue-green eyes and his way with words and his sweet mouth.

Sansa Stark loved Aurane Waters... but it was never to be, she thought with a sharp pang of sadness in her heart, having never let go of the silver seahorse pendant the Bastard of Driftmark had given the Stark girl and kept it in a chest where she kept jewelry that once belonged to Lysa Arryn and Sansa Stark. The only light in the chambers were the candles. She still tasted the giant lemoncake in the shape of the Giant's Lance from the great feast from earlier that evening on her tongue.

Alayne rises momentarily once more to fetch a cloak made of the fur of black foxes now that night had settled in and the moonlight filtered through the window and wrap it around herself; she felt cold, but the night was hers now. ❝Let us go with the notion that things do indeed go smoothly for the most part and we ride north with the Knights of the Vale behind me. It is either the Boltons I have to face or Stannis Baratheon who wanted my brother dead; either way, it is no matter, I shall have Courtesy tear their eyes from their sockets and then when that is done, I will rip out Roose Bolton's heart like he did mine. And yet surely I will need more allies, no? The North is fractured, scattered and divided and the Riverlands are broken and bleeding. If I may, as you are Lord of Harrenhal, why not give it to Walder Frey and be done with it? Give him the curse of Harren the Black so they may call him Walder the Wicked.❞

Standing before Lord Baelish was seemingly another girl entirely from the girl who arrived at King's Landing all those years ago; the years had hardened her. ❝And if the rumors really are true, that Aegon VI Targaryen has come from across the sea intent on taking the Iron Throne, Father, he'd do well to bring me Queen Cersei's head.❞ That is, if he had any hope of bringing the North peacefully back into the fold once the North, the Riverlands, the Vale and most importantly, Winterfell were hers. Finally, after all these years of suffering and tribulations, she was going home. Only...

❝What if I am not fit to reign over the North?❞ She had seen the North in her dreams countless times now through the eyes of Courtesy, but just as the gyrfalcon laid eyes on the great castle of Winterfell, she woke up everytime. Sansa wanted more than anything to be the great unifier her people and country so desperately needed... whether she could, however was another matter entirely. She was never taught to rule, arithmetic was a nightmare to her (she really had tried improving with Baelish but to little avail) and worst of all, she had been wed to a Lannister, forcefully, granted, but the Northerners were a stubborn and fiercely loyal yet wary people.

@asoulunbound || src.

[the-king-andthe-lionheart]

Is this GOT!Sansa or canon book Sansa?  Because if it’s GOT canon then yes, this is very true.  But if it’s book canon Sansa then this really isn’t.  Sansa is an extremely passive character who really never does anything, but when she does on the rare occasions she only hurts herself and others and she does it for selfish reasons.  At least when characters like Arya, Jon, and Dany do proactive things it’s usually for selfless or good reasons despite the consequences the actions may or may not have.  But the one time Sansa was willful, went against her natural inclination to obey, she went to Cersei (who she never should have trusted after she had Lady executed) and blabbed all about Ned’s plans and told Cersei where Arya would be, etc. (Of course Sansa didn’t understand the consequences for doing this, I’m not saying she did, but she still knew what she was doing was wrong.)  She did this because of ambition and selfishness and vanity because she wanted to be fawned over and obeyed as queen consort and she wanted to remain in the splendid court full of fabulous entertainments.  Like I can understand to an extent, it was her dream to marry in the south, she was bored in the North, but after everything that happened (witnessing Joffrey psychopathically maiming Mycah and trying to kill Arya, seeing firsthand that it was Cersei who wanted Lady dead and getting her wish, and seeing the result of Jaime’s attack on her father) she really should have been relieved, no matter how much she may have wanted to be queen consort.  Either way, this one time that she openly went against protocol she made a right mess for everyone in her family and everyone within the Stark household and basically anyone in the North connected to the Stark household who was slaughtered.  

And now, she is participating in the active poisoning of her cousin.  I will admit she’s being willfully ignorant, not wanting to fully acknowledge what she is doing, but she does accept it’s harming him at the very least.  And while this is LF’s idea, he is having Sansa being active in the harming of Sweetrobin ( (more blackmail material to further manipulate and control her probably).  This is likely not going to have good results and SR will likely die as a consequence, and the Maester will probably be blamed and killed.  I mean TWOW is supposed to be a darker book with the characters being darker so I doubt Sansa will be the exception and GRRM loves consequences.  So I bet there is going to be a big ripple effect for this as well that won’t look good on Sansa (but hopefully this will be Sansa’s wake up call where she starts gaining more agency, stops ignoring facts, and starts to critically think more).  However, things like this, as well as the very active bullying Sansa participated in her youth, is why the fandom is so desperate to erase these things from her book character, and is one of the reasons why they desperately love GOT!Sansa so much.  They love that she was completely whitewashed, made into a victim of sexual abuse and torture, made into a truly laughable and none developed “most intelligent girlboss”, and made into QitN without doing anything to earn that title and independence, except for being underhanded (she didn’t seem to care that Rickon died, she didn’t let Jon know about the Vale army which could have led to his death all because she wanted to be the hero, she almost executed Arya, she antagonized Dany, a person with dragons who she thought was a tyrant - wow so intelligent if she actually really thought this - and she revealed Jon’s secret which led to more strife to the North and could have been devastating).  It’s one of the reasons why they so desperately insist that the books will follow this storyline, that Sansa will be sexually abused, but by Harrold Hardying instead of Ramsay, and that Sansa will still be the Grey Girl on the horse journeying to the Wall, even though none of this makes sense, especially the last part.  Not only does the timeline not work, but how is Sansa, with zero survival skills, supposed to make it North all the way to the Wall, all by her lonesome when there is literally a army currently stuck in the snow and Winterfell is stormed in?  Like make it make sense.  But that’s where we are in this fandom, not only whitewashing Sansa, but making up illogical storylines for her, and wanting sick things to happen to her in order for her to be made into an even bigger victim.  But it makes sense.  They all come across as tradcaths, so it makes sense they think that the more someone suffers the greater the reward. :/

Sansa is a good blank slate for people to project on to + she has a story of breakdown which makes her a good martyr/victim/“clean” to stan + she doesn’t do anything remotely proactive to go even somewhat against the grain and thus doesn’t make the kinds of mistakes messier characters do so the optics of stanning her are good and safe for woke dogmatists on Tumblr.

That's actually an excellent summary of the reasons why people stan her thanks.

[xoxoctic]

SUN DRAGON’S WEEK by @thesunsdragonsweek - Day 2: Everybody Lives AU - RHAENYS TARGARYEN

Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, firstborn child of King Rhaegar Targaryen and Queen Elia Martell, Lady of Summerhall — rebuilt in her honor — and trusted advisor of Crown Prince Aegon, happily wed Harrold Hardying of the Vale in the year 300 AC in a ceremony that filled the kingdom with joy.

[jonstarks]

Sam Claflin would make a great Harry the Heir...

[notenoughmuses]

Celebration. Victory. Words he had seldom heard in his life. But here he was, King of Westeros, married to the most beautiful woman in the kingdom and he'd been victorious over a rebellion. Unlike his Rhaegar, unlike Robert Baratheon. Though he hadn't done it on his own, Tywin and their other allies had done what Viserys felt like was the brunt of the work. Though he had gotten into a handful of fights himself and slain quite a number of enemies, he could hardly call himself a warrior king.

The celebration was amazing, the food incredible and the guests were overjoyed and some, over-drunk in their wine. Viserys dances most of the night with Cersei, taking in her advice and nodding as they dance and talk of members of their court. They both agree Petyr Baelish is reaching high for a lordship and power he has little right to hold. Baelish a second generation of a landed family. His grandfather had been a landless hedge knight, and his father the smallest of lords Not to mention his great grandfather was a Bravossi sellsword. Yet Baelish tried to integrate himself in positions of power, even being considered for a role of the small council, which as Cersei had given him advice, which he'd heard from the likes of Tywin and other Lords, made Viserys have the decision to send Lord Baelish home, away from power grabs too high for the likes of the small house. "It's not like he himself has done anything of note to warrant such positions."

Viserys feels the stares of the women of the court on him, some more bold then others and the King forces himself to ignore the looks, some more seductive then others, some bold enough to try to ask for a dance when Cersei is not around. Viserys fumbles a polite apology more then once, unsure of how to get away from this new attention. The attention he only had sought from his wife. He was to stay loyal and true to his Queen and the mother of his child. So instead he danced with Daenerys when Cersei had taken time to sit and enjoy the festivities, his sister he realized was growing up fast as well and they'd have to arrange a betrothal for her soon. "I want her to stay close. The thought of her leaving...I hate it, Cersei. There are good prospects for her though. Tyrells, Harrold Hardying, of course Stark and Martell have suitors more in age with my sister but she'd be so far away....Renly Baratheon is an option as well..." He mused, looking for his wifes opinion. "If you had to choose...who would you pick. Maybe I should let Dany choose her suitors. Have them come to her by her next name day?"

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He’s unaware of his wifes feelings as he feels her arms wrapping around tightly and he embraces her back as well. “I want you to think of names as well. I mean after all women get a say, though I always got the impression father was more strict on the naming than some men. Mother seemed happy in her last moments naming Dany herself though.” Viserys mumbles the last bit and his tone is sad as he reminiscences.

He presses himself close to his wife and feels where the baby would be and gives a soft smile. “I never thought I would want to be a father, but I never wanted to be King either….i’m figuring it out slowly though. I promise i’ll try to be a good father”

He thinks back to how Rhaegar was as a father, the little time Viserys got to see that, and he shudders at the memory of Rhaegar’s stories of their father and the few times Viserys would lament about not being able to go to Tourneys or have name day gifts, how controlling and mean father could be at times. Rhaegar always told him one day it would get better, but he didn’t know what he meant by that until now. The day it got better was the day he was free from his father and became one himself. Though he wondered if he himself would become Aerys. Would he turn cruel and abusive? Would he torment Cersei and their children? Surely he wouldn’t.

“I love you Cersei. I’m excited and nervous. Whatever you want or need, you can have. I’ll import the finest things from Essos even.” He rose on his tiptoes, hoping to give Cersei a soft peck on her cheek if she would allow it. “I want the best maesters and midwives.” He adds, his tone stern and demanding, not taking no on that for he doesn’t wish his wife to suffer the fate either of their mother did. “We should get going, the people will be wondering if we’ve skipped out on the festivities”

                   He speaks of Rhaella dying in the birthing bed, and Cersei is only half paying attention. THAT too was a risk that she would have to face. that she might end up like both their mothers, dead and gone before her time. in the effort of bringing another human into the world. She wonders, briefly, if Jaime might follow her into the grave if she were to die before him. and concludes that likely he would. leaving their child entirely at the mercy of Viserys’ court.                   I will not have that. Rhaella was weak. and mother birthed a monster.  The Lioness thinks. I will not have them treat my child as we treat Viserys. i will not die and leave him to be a pawn. 

                  She leans forward, so her height is at a level with his, allowing him to kiss her, she’d need that devotion if she wanted to keep him in her grasp if she wanted to remain in power now where her father was back in King’s landing. 

                “Of course,  you’re right my love.” she says brushing her elegant fingers down along his pale cheek. he’s grown, if only a little. while he was gone. She realizes, studying his sharp targaryen features. His eyes are not as deep as Rhaegar’s, where his brother had been deep and full of sorrow. Viserys’ eyes were bright. and with a hint of Determination. he’s being sincere, when he says he wants to be a father to this child. “You must not let the court wait. they’re longing to celebrate your victory.” 

                 She takes him by the hand and walks him to the great hall to bask in the glory of his defeat of the ironborn. She can feel her brother’s eyes on her. and knows he expects her to come to him. She’s not ready to face his accusatory eyes. or to listen to him ask her to LEAVE with him. A romantic Fool, that’s what Jamie was. Had always been. and every time it’s HARDER to say no to him.to break his heart. Surely the baby will prompt him to ask again. and she cannot do it. not tonight. when she just had him back. So she stays close to her little husband. cooing at him, giving him advice. even dancing with him although she towers over him. all in an effort to avoid being alone with her twin.