#sansa x margaery fanfic

[daensan]

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Relationships: Sansa Stark/Brienne of Tarth, Jeyne Poole/Sansa Stark, Joffrey Baratheon/Sansa Stark, Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell, Sandor Clegane/Sansa Stark, Petyr Baelish/Sansa Stark, Sansa Stark/Mya Stone, Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy/Sansa Stark, Arianne Martell/Sansa Stark, Sansa Stark/Daenerys Targaryen Characters: Sansa Stark, Brienne of Tarth, Jeyne Poole, Joffrey Baratheon, Margaery Tyrell, Sandor Clegane, Petyr Baelish, Mya Stone, Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy, Arianne Martell, Daenerys Targaryen Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Heartbreak, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sansa Stark-centric, Bisexual Sansa Stark, Briensa is the main pairing Chapters: 2/2 Words: 7,382

Nine times Sansa Stark had her heart broken and one time she didn't.

Notes:

This is basically a study of different forms of heartbreak and how they can affect you differently. The main pairing is Briensa, but the other pairings are significant enough for me to tag them. This is the first fic in English language I post here, so this is a little unnerving.

The title is from the poem "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" by Richard Siken.

[fantasydreamland]

Handmaiden

margaery tyrell x fem reader

Summary: Margaery is currently engaged to Renly Baratheon. You are Margaerys new hand maiden. You figure Margaery just has a flirty personality until one night it becomes more.

Notes: 18+ ONLY!!! wlw, smuttt, lots of tension, fingering, oral (f), fluff, possible spoilers

word count: 2496

Sequel - Gossip

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“Ah you must be my new hand maiden!” Margaery greets you with a warm smile as you walk into her chambers.

“Yes my lady. My name is (y/n). Whatever you need I’m here.” You give a shy curtsy.

“I was just getting ready to leave for tea with my grandmother. Come along then.” She waves to you as she walks out the door.

You follow along behind her to the gardens. She stops for a moment so she can walk beside you.

“So tell me about yourself.” She smiles.

“Uh… yes of course. What do you want to know my lady?”

“Everything! For starters tell me about where you are from.”

As you two walk side by side you tell her about the small city in the North you grew up in and the lady you served until her very recent death.

“How awful…” She frowns and shakes her head.

“Yes, her death was a bit unexpected. I didn’t have many options, so I ended up here.”

“Well I’m very glad for that.” She smiles.

You chuckle and look down awkwardly.

“Ah grandmother!” Margaery rushes ahead to greet her grandmother with a quick hug. They sit down to tea and the servants bring out trays of pastries and fruit.

“Lady Olenna” You curtsy before walking past her at the table. She gives you a small smile and a nod.

You stand quietly off to the side listening to them chat away. Margaery would make occasional eye contact and you give a small smile before shyly looking away each time.

You helped tidy up as the evening ended, feeling her eyes on you the entire time.

Both of you walk back to the castle in an oddly comfortable silence as the sun starts to set.

“Will you please draw me a bath?” She says once you reach the castle. She lightly touches your arm and your face gets hot. “I have some affairs to attend to.”

“Of course my lady.” You nod before heading to her chambers and drawing a hot bath.

Shortly after the bath is drawn she reappears.

“Oh lovely, is it ready?” She asks as she starts to undress.

You try to hide your surprise when she takes off all her clothing, tossing her dress onto a chair.

She walks right past you and gets into the tub. She sighs with her eyes closed and sinks into the water before looking at you.

She smirks. “Help me with my hair?” She lifts her hair to hang over the back of the tub.

You nod, unable to get words out. You pull a chair behind the tub and grab the jug next to it before putting it in the tub to get some water. The jug lightly brushes Margaerys stomach and she gives a small chuckle and smirk. Surely she saw your flushed cheeks. You didn’t understand the heat in your face or why your heart was racing. You’ve helped with plenty of baths with the last lady you served. But this felt different.

You pour the water onto her hair as it drips into the bucket below. You softly work your fingers through her hair to wash it. Trying your best not to stare at her perfect body you take another careful scoop of water. Then you slowly rinse her hair as she lets out a content sigh.

“You have no idea the stress I have had lately.” She suddenly speaks.

“I’m sorry to hear that my lady.”

“You would think I would be looking forward to my wedding but…” She trails off.

“You do not love Lord Renly?” The question slips out. “Forgive me, my lady. I don’t mean to pry.”

“There is nothing to forgive (y/n).” She smirks up at you. “But no…” Her expression softens. “We certainly are not in love.”

“You don’t think he loves you?” You ask.

She chuckles softly and shakes her head. “I am not his type.”

You scoff. “That’s not possible. You’re so beautiful.” Your face quickly turns more red, embarrassed.

She sits up in the tub and slightly turns around to face you.

“I’m glad you think so.” She smirks. “I know Renly agrees, only… He seems to be more interested in my brother, if you understand my meaning.” She tilts her head.

“Oh.”

She says nothing else just continues looking at you. You hold eye contact for a long moment until she suddenly shakes her head like she was lost in thought.

“Right. Well, I best get ready for bed.”

She stands up from the tub and steps out, water dripping on the floor. You grab a robe for her and find it nearly impossible to keep your eyes off her wet naked body. The air feels heavier and you find it difficult to breathe. She smiles warmly at you as you wrap her in the robe.

“Goodnight then.” She says sweetly.

“Goodnight my lady.” You curtsy before leaving her chambers.

Once you step into the hallway and close the door you let out a very deep breath. That night you toss and turn finding it hard to remove Margaery from your thoughts.

**********

The next day is slow and normal. You do your chores and follow Margaery while she goes about her day. She would start small chats with you while you were walking, seeming very happy to talk to you. She asked about your love life which you found amusing because it’s very dull. You’ve only been with one man in your life and you didn’t find it enjoyable.

Later you help her prepare for supper as she changes her dress to a lovely but simple gold gown. She slips off her dress standing in only her under garments. She holds your hand and smiles at you as you help her step into the gown and pull it up. You lightly move her hair from the back and your fingers brush against her soft skin causing some electricity. Your hands shake a bit as you pull the corset strings in the back of her gown. There is a silent tension in the air.

“Thank you.” She says as she moves her hair back into place giving a shy smile. “Well I don’t want to be late for supper, I’ll see you later on.” She hurries out the door before you have a chance to respond.

**********

You enjoy your own small supper before returning to your tasks. As you finish tidying up her chambers she appears. She doesn’t even look at you, just storms over to her bad and sits down.

“Are you alright my lady?” You asked, concerned.

She looks up at you as if she didn’t realize you were there. “Yes, I’m alright. It’s fine.” She huffs, clearly not alright.

“It’s just-“ she continues before you respond. “Renly and Loras can be so thick headed.”

You walk closer as you listen to her vent.

“I understand they’re in love. And I’m completely fine with that. Happy for them even!” She shakes her head. “But we are engaged to be wed. You’d think he would at least TRY to be discreet when they’re running around with one another.”

She looks at you listening to her and pats the space beside her on the bed to gesture you to sit down, so you sit next to her keeping an appropriate distance.

“I’m still to be his wife. There should just be a certain level of respect, you know?” She continues ranting, moving closer to you as she does. You nod.

“I’ve been more than respectful to his wishes, wanting to be with Loras. I do not blame him for that. We do not really get to choose who we love.” She looks up at you, her blue eyes piercing through you.

“I completely agree with you my lady. They should be acting discreetly. I think it’s very noble that you allow him to even pursue that.” You reply warmly. “But as you said, we cannot choose who we love.”

“Thank you (y/n).” She says softly and places her hand on yours.

Her touch makes your heart race and cheeks flush. “Of course my lady.”

She leaves her hand there for a long moment as she studies your face to try to figure out what you’re thinking. You sit there quietly looking back at her, wondering about her thoughts too.

The seemingly long moment ends when she moves her hand from yours and reaches up to brush your hair from your face. You continue staring in eachothers eyes. The whole moment making you feel light headed. Her eyes slowly flicker from your lips back to your eyes. You couldn’t help but do the same.

She leans towards you agonizingly slow until your lips finally touch.

“Oh gods, I am so sorry.” She suddenly pulls away and gets off the bed.

“No, no. It’s alright.” You also stand. “I didn’t- You just-“ you stutter unable to get words out.

She looks back at you clearly embarrassed. She looks like she’s waiting for you to speak but your brain is fogging all your thoughts and words. Instead you walk closer before taking her hand in yours and looking back up at her.

Suddenly her lips are back on yours as she pulls you into a deep passionate kiss, moving her other hand to your cheek. You push your bodies against eachother as the kiss continues. Your body feels like it was set on fire as your skin burns from the excitement.

For a moment she pulls away, keeping your hand in hers she leads you to her bed. She lets go of your hand and unties the top of her dress, exposing her breasts. You can’t tell if you’re even breathing at this point. The whole world feels still. She smirks at you and turns around.

“Help me with the back?” She asks.

You nod and start untying her gown and corset as your mind races thinking of what’s to come.

Once everything is loose enough she lifts all her clothing over her head. You try to swallow but there’s a knot in your throat as she stands naked in front of you. She pushes your hair back and lightly touches your shoulder, gesturing you to take off your dress. You follow her silent instructions and pull your sleeves downs off your arms, exposing your chest. She looks at you for a moment before leaning into another kiss. The kiss is slow and gentle, your chests pressed against one another. She brushes your arm before moving her hand between your bodies and grabbing your breast. She helps you pull the rest of your dress off before the kiss breaks and you both get into the bed.

Once you’ve slipped under the sheets you look into eachothers eyes for a silent moment, taking in eachothers beauty.

She places her hand on your cheek. “Are you sure?” Her face full of worry that you may change your mind in wanting her.

You quickly nod, having no doubts this is what you want. She smirks before crashing her mouth onto yours. The kiss is strong and heated, full of pent up lust. You pull eachother closer, legs intertwined. Both your hands wander all over, exploring every inch eachothers bodies. She moans once your fingers find her most intimate place. The beautiful sounds coming out of her light a fire in your stomach. Her hand quickly reaches the same place on your body. You whimper into eachothers mouths as the tension below your stomach builds and builds. Nearly in unison you hit the peak. The kiss breaks as you both cry out loudly, foreheads pressed together.

You both lay back and pant as you catch your breath. You try to bring your mind back to earth as it continues to race at what just happened. She turns her head and smiles at you. You give a shy smile back.

“Well…” She huffs, still breathless. “That was…”

“Wonderful?” You smirk.

She nods and giggles. “Yes, very wonderful.”

“I’ve never…” You hesitate. “Been with… a woman.”

“Neither have I.” She admits and you both giggle.

You look out to the now dark night sky. Margaery notices.

“Would you like to stay?” She asks. “There’s plenty of room to sleep.”

“I would but… I’m not sure it would be proper.”

“What we just did would also not seem proper.” She teases.

“Alright then.” You give a soft smile.

You lightly place your hand on her cheek and she leans into your touch.

“Goodnight my lady.”

“Goodnight (y/n).” She sighs.

She snuggles up closer to you. She gives your shoulder a soft kiss before resting her head. You smile and fall into a peaceful sleep.

**********

The next morning you let out a soft moan to Margaery kissing your neck. Her eyes meet yours when she sees you’re awake. She has a firey look in her blue eyes as she gives you a longing stare before moving her lips back to your neck. She kisses an agonizingly slow trail as she moves down and down your stomach. She begins kissing on your inner thigh. You whine in frustration. Suddenly her mouth is on you and you gasp. Your hands reach for her hair as she teases you with her tongue. You let out little gasps and small moans as she holds your hips still. Your sweet sounds make her moan onto you only sending more electricity through your body. You start to lose control when she enters two of her fingers, keeping in rhythm with her tongue. Your pants eventually turn into a silent scream and you arch your hips against her face and see stars.

You let out a final moan before a heavy sigh as your body relaxes. Margaery wipes her face and moves back up the bed to lay beside you. You pull her in for a strong kiss tasting yourself on her mouth.

“Good morning (y/n).” She smirks.

“Good morning.” You give a shy laugh.

Before you can lean over to kiss her again she gets out of bed and begins to get dressed. You sit up holding the covers and watch her.

She notices you looking at her. “My apologies love, I have many things I must attend to today.”

You try to hide your disappointment, badly wanting to return the favour and to taste her on your tongue. She walks back over to you and asks you to help with her dress. You shuffle to the end of the bed and tie the laces. She turns to you noticing your mood. She leans down and brushes your hair aside.

“But I will return later. We will be together again very soon.” She kisses you with her soft lips.

Once she’s gone you get out of bed and begin to dress. You spend your entire day in a daze, all the memories of her clouding your mind. You count down the hours until you have her alone again.

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[cateyesinlove]

I AM BORED ( in Jenna marbles voice) I've been having a really weird time writing and I'm also bored so help me out by sending me a prompt from the list + the pairing you would want and add fluff or angst and I'll see what I can whip out for yall. please check the tags, If your ship is not there first send an ask about the couple first.

prompts taken from @creativepromptsforwriting

comparing hand-sizes to hold their hand against the other's and then just holding hands

leaning against the other one in close spaces

acting like they're cold to have an excuse to cuddle or share clothes or blankets

brushing a strand of hair away

grabbing each other's hands in crowds or when crossing the street to "be safe"

turning their cheek to get the other one to give them a peck

brushing their arm against the other's, hoping the other would finally catch their arm and hold it close

fixing the other's hairstyle to let their hands run through their partner's hair

draping the arm around their shoulder while sitting next to each other

lightly tickling the other one, almost hoping it gets retaliated

reaching out with their hand without saying anything, wanting the other one to grab it

linking arms when walking around together

trying to get the other to dance with them

bumping shoulders into each other

wrapping arms around the other's neck when standing behind them

[ophelias-lamentation]

Princess Sansa Greyjoy and Lord Reaper Theon Greyjoy at the presentation of their first child, Florian Greyjoy the future Lord Reaper of the Iron Islands. Her brother King Robb Stark and the Queen Margarey Tyrell were present, it was the first time in centuries that a King visited the Iron Islands for reasons beside revolt, marking a new age for relations between the North and the Iron Islands.

[danysdragonflies]

tweets from my upcoming ff

part 1

[lovingnatalya]

THE YEARS TO COME

rhaenyra targaryen x alicent hightower

Rhaenyra and Alicent, and their years together, from college to happily ever after.

I. 2022

Rhaenyra expects her first year at university to be full of parties, what she doesn't expect, is to lose her head over a pretty girl with big brown eyes.

II. 2030

If Aegon had stayed awake for just two more seconds, he would have noticed the confusion on his mother's face. And then the realization, which turned into sadness. But he had missed all that, already immersed in the world of dreams.

[theyre-so-pwetty-it-hurts]

I once again need tumblrs help finding a sansaery fanfiction kkk two actually

1. It’s multichapters and all I remember is that it happens during the summer, Sansa and Margaret are already friends and Sansa hates video games, Margaery loves them. Sansa thinks she likes either Robb or Jon, obv she doesn’t and they start dating. They go on a road trip to find an apartment for uni and then there’s a gala at the end of the summer thrown by the starks?

2. Also multichapters, Hogwarts Au where Sansa is the “extra” triwizard champion, with dany, Jon and Robb. She’s a year younger then margaery and they start hanging out and all that, there some misunderstanding and Sansa catches Robb (?) kissing margaery? In the end Petyr organized everything so that he could kill her(?) also she developed this thread magic?

Help me pleaaaaase

[arcaneniffler]

RECOMMEND ME GOOD ASOIAF/GOT/HOTD fics!!

I’ll basically read any pairing, but here are my favorites:

Theon x Robb

Sansa x Margaery

Theon x Sansa

Sansa x Daenerys

Rhaenyra x Alicent

Canon divergence and AUs both work!! I generally like shorter fics (max 30 chapters) & oneshots more.

(I think that’s it for now…)

Thank youuu

[pan-cus-it-didnt-wok-out]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell Characters: Sansa Stark, Margaery Tyrell, Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Vaginal Sex, Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, Game of Thrones Spoilers, Game of Thrones Alternate Season 08, Female Alpha, Female Omega, sansaery, Omegaverse, Knotting, Scenting, Mating Bites, Mating Bond, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Sad smut, sirehood, Tears, it's 4 am and I am tired... but so happy I wrote this, fluffy smutty loving tenderness, Sapphic, Stark - Freeform, Family Fluff, One shot with two chapters, Aftermath season 8 Summary:

Sansa and Margaery have everything they wanted, yet it could all be gone tomorrow. They share a last moment of intimacy before the Long Night breaks and they need to face the reality of the war that is coming their way.

or

Angst sad loving fluff smut and in the 2nd chapter we have the aftermath.

[shrewdgoldfish]

Well, I've officially got five non-bot followers on this blog, which is a miracle in and of itself these days on Tumblr. As promised, here's a sneak peek at Chapter 6! It's currently sitting at around 5,000 words and counting. I'm super excited to get it up on ao3-- it should be out sometime this week!

I also have a spin-off in the works, but it's ahead of What's Left Over and would spoil quite a few major plot details. I'm steaming through it, though, and I can't wait until I can finally share it. I'll give you a hint: there's going to be lots and lots of flowery dialogue.

CWs, both for what's under the cut and the fic as a whole:

BDSM, abusive relationships, emotional manipulation, abuse of power

Generally, it's a Dead Dove: Do Not Eat situation.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Read the chapters that have come out so far over on my ao3!

[fantasydreamland]

Gossip

margaery tyrell x fem reader

Sequel to Handmaiden

(tho can be read separately)

Summary: Margaery is now married to Renly Baratheon. There are whispers about him and another man but what happens when people begin to notice how close Margaery seems to be with her handmaiden.

Notes: 18+ ONLY!!!, wlw, smut, public x, fingering, oral (f), fluff, possible spoilers

x Based on a request x

word count: 1656

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“You look enchanting, my lovely rose.” You say as you help with the final touches of Margaerys wedding gown.

It was the day of her wedding to Renly Baratheon. Although they cared for and respected eachother, neither Margaery or Renly felt romantic feelings towards one another. They both had an unspoken understanding that they would allow eachother to privately explore wherever their hearts did lead. You knew about Renly and Loras, Margaerys brother. They attempt to conceal their affections for eachother but it was quite obvious to most and there were whispers about them among the court.

You had become that with Margaery. Your heart soared from the way she returned your affections, just as in love with you as you were her.

“Thank you, (y/n).” She gives a partially fake smile through the mirror.

“Dare I ask what’s wrong?” You say softly.

She sighs as she smooths her dress out in the mirror. “I think we both know the answer, love.” She says in her deep sarcastic tone, giving you a smirk afterward.

You let out a big sigh and nod as you continue to smooth out the fabric of her dress.

“It could be worse,” you say as her eyes meet yours in the mirror. “You are at least blessed enough to have a husband who would allow…” you give a shy smirk as you roll your eyes.

“My personal interests…” she finishes for you as she smirks and turns around so you’re face to face, so close her breath fanned over yours.

She gives you an all knowing look making your breath get caught in your throat. Her hand brushes your cheek as yours find home gently on her hips. “That is true. But I don’t believe any husband could contain me from you, my love.”

Before you could respond her lips are on yours, giving a long soft kiss. You part and gaze at eachother with a lustful look.

She gently pulls away and smooths her dress and hair. “Well… I suppose I should go get married now.”

She gives you a faint smile and you give a small curtesy in return before following her out of the room. The ceremony was quick and the feast was actually very enjoyable. Margaery and Renly sat together but they hardly looked at one another as Renly chatted the night away with Loras sitting beside him, and Margaery had her full attention on you standing off to the side by her. The lack of affection between the newly wedded couple did not go unnoticed.

At the end of the night you walk Margaery to her wedding chambers. As you turn the last corner through the empty hallways Margaery quickly pushes you against the wall and pulls you into an all consuming kiss. Your tongues vigorously clash together and you cup her cheeks as she holds you firmly by the waist, pushing her body against yours on the wall. The overly passionate kiss ends within a few seconds and you look at her with a surprised and heated look.

“I suppose I needed to get into the mood…” she says lowly with a smirk. She gives you a small nod goodbye before she enters her chambers alone.

**********

A few days had passed and things returned to some form of normal. Margaery and Renly slept in their own chambers again. Margaery gave you a small room close enough to her you could easily sneak away into her chambers most nights.

Although you shared most of your love secretly at night, Margaery loved to tease you with affection in semi public settings. It was also just hard to keep your hands off eachother through an entire day. You were completely enamoured with her so it just made it all the more thrilling for you both.

You knew there were whispers about Margaery and her handmaiden. That she is far more friendly with you than most usually are with their handmaidens. At first the idea of this bothered and embarrassed you but the more time spent with Margaery the less you cared what others thought. You were still both cautious enough to make sure these would remain rumours. However, the bashful smiles and light touches did not go unnoticed by others.

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Margaery had a late afternoon tea with her grandmother in the gardens. Most people had retired back inside. By the time they finished the only people who remained in the gardens was Margaery, her grandmother, and their handmaidens. She and her grandmother say goodnight with a hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Lady Olenna,” you curtsy as she gives you a nod and returns to the castle leaving you and completely Margaery alone.

“Apologies, my love. I didn’t expect her to arrive so late for afternoon tea.” She apologies once her grandmother is completely out of sight.

“Do not worry, my lovely rose.” You take her hand in yours. “Any time spent with you is worth it.”

She smiles and lightly squeezes your hand. “Thank you, love.”

She looks around at the empty gardens and quiet courtyard as everyone on the grounds had gone inside while the sun was setting.

“It seems we have time alone right now…” she smirks and gives you an all knowing look.

Before you can object she pulls your body against hers and your noses brush as she hovers her lips over yours teasingly. You want to be logical in such a public place and pull away, but the way she clouds your mind makes you lean in. The kiss is gentle at first and quickly becomes heated and passionate.

She pulls away and leads you over to the stone bench just behind some flowers and nudges you down to sit. She gently positions herself on her knees in front of you and takes your face into her hand before kissing you again. As the kiss continues she starts to hike up your skirts.

“My love, please, not here…” you pull away and begin to protest.

She ignores your pleas as her lips move to your neck and she finishes hiking up your skirt enough that she could slip underneath. Before you even have time to comprehend what she is doing, her mouth is on you and you bite your lip hard trying to contain your moans.

Margaery continues to unravel you with her tongue as your cheeks burn up and you look around with in a panic, your vision blurred from pleasure. There was no one in sight, everyone had returned inside for the night but you still tried to stay alert as anyone who walked by this part of the garden would surely catch you. As you get closer to your peak you find it harder and harder to contain your screams.

“Oh gods… my rose, please. I cannot- I cannot stay quiet.” You pant.

Margaery ignores you and continues to relentlessly work her tongue on your most sensitive spot. She slowly inserts her fingers and that triggers you to see stars. You quickly cover your mouth as a final scream escapes you, even through your hand you were sure someone could have heard if they were in the area.

She comes out from under your dress and looks up at you with a huge smirk as you look down at her with flushed cheeks.

“That was far too dangerous, love.” You say, panting out of breath.

“What is life without a little risk?” She teases as she carefully stands up and dusts off her dress.

She reaches her hands out to help you stand as she pulls you up into a passionate kiss. Your hands move into her hair as she cups one of your cheeks, holding your waist tightly with the other hand. She moves her lips down to your neck harshly kissing your pale skin, no doubt leaving small marks. Before things can go any further you lightly push her away.

“The hour is getting late, my lovely rose.” You say with your fingers twisting a strand of her hair.

“You’re right, my love. Let’s head off to bed then.” She gives you her classic devilish smirk hinting that you were not finished with eachother yet. You spend the rest of the night tangled in the sheets together.

**********

The next morning Margaery went to enjoy breakfast with her grandmother in their favourite spot, the gardens. There were a few other ladies of the court at the table chatting away as you helped pour Margaery’s tea.

“I swear to you someone was getting intimate right here in the gardens last night!” One of the women suddenly said, causing you to overfill and spill the tea.

“I’m so sorry, my lady.” You say as you quickly gather cloths to clean up the small mess, cheeks burning red.

“That’s quite alright.” Margaery smiles at you and gently touches your arm for a moment.

The brief show of affection between you had the attention of all the women at the table. They passed questioning glances between eachother as you left the table to stand back over to the side.

“How would you even know such a thing? No one would be out here that late.” Another woman asks, resuming their conversation.

“Believe me, I know. By the sounds and moaning I could hear… it was obvious!” The first woman replied.

Your eyes meet Margaery’s as you both blush and quickly look away. Lady Olenna looks between the two of you and smirks to herself, knowing full well what’s transpired. She knew her granddaughter well, if the clear affections she has for you wasn’t already obvious, the small red marks on your neck were.

“Did you see who it was?” The other woman asks.

“No, but whoever they were they have quite the man to make them scream like that.” She smirks.

All the women start giggling at the joke and you and Margaery make guilty eye contact, laughing along.

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[enbylestat]

Best of our Circumstances

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell, Sansa Stark & Loras Tyrell, sansa stark & the old gods, sansa stark & the seven, Tyrion Lannister & Sansa Stark, Sansa Stark & Margaery Tyrell, Joffrey Baratheon & Sansa Stark, Tommen Baratheon/Margaery Tyrell, Joffrey Baratheon/Margaery Tyrell, Loras Tyrell & Margaery Tyrell, Oberyn Martell/Ellaria Sand (mentioned) - Relationship, Oberyn Martell/Ellaria Sand/Sansa Stark (if you squint) Characters: Sansa Stark, Margaery Tyrell, Loras Tyrell, Ellaria Sand (mentioned) Additional Tags: Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Smut, soft smut, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Happy Ending, POV Sansa Stark, Past Joffrey Baratheon/Sansa Stark, Bisexual Sansa Stark, Bisexual Margaery Tyrell, Sansa Stark Needs a Hug, Political Sansa Stark, lavender marriage, Book compliant, Red Wedding | Roslin Frey and Edmure Tully's Wedding, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma (mentioned) Summary: Sansa makes the best of her circumstances. It turns out far better than the Little Bird anticipated.

[cerseiwondered]

Several stories was precisely my goal here… but God, this was so much better than I was aiming for!

“My mother adores you”

“Do he make you feel like this?”

“What makes you think I need a partner to be happy?”

//getting turned on by the other’s jealousy//

//looking at their lips while they talk//

👀

So first of all - if you wanted a story that included all prompts in one, I’m sorry. My brain couldn’t work that out. But on the plus side, you’ll get several stories out of this one. Very much hoping you will enjoy this one.

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Here you go with a first prompt fill for “Does he make you feel like this?”

Satisfaction

Gloved hands smooth over the inside of her thigh, and Margaery tenses in apprehension. The touch lingers, comes accompanied by a small smile, as piercing blue eyes dash to her face. “It’ll hurt like hell.”

There is a wicked exhilaration to her words, to her smile as the distinctive guitar riff of Satisfaction starts playing in the background.

Even her fucking playlist is taunting her. Everything about her taunts her and wants to ridicule her. Gazes that size her up like she’s kidding herself by coming here, kidding herself to think she knows what she’s in for.

“I’m not afraid of pain,” Margaery returns smoothly. “You should know that by now.”

Sansa keeps on smiling. “I know you’re not afraid.” Her thumb brushes over the edge of the stencil sitting on the inside of Margaery’s thigh. “I also know your tolerance for pain is beyond pitiful.”

Margaery stares her down stoically. There’s no point to claim otherwise.

“But then again,” Sansa’s touch disappears as she reaches for the lever that moves the table, “that’s what you’re here for, isn’t it?”

Air rushes out of Margaery’s lungs as the head end of the table is moved down in one swift motion. Her toes curl around the footrest when hands grip her hips and guide her to scoot closer to the edge. Once more her touch lingers as she stands in between her spread legs and bestows her with a smile. “Comfortable?”

[CONTINUE READING ON AO3]

[babybells123]

Hi!! I saw a post you wrote about Sansa and thought you'd be a good person to ask about fic recommendations, if you wouldn't mind. I'm not looking for any particular ship, and I don't even need her to have a protagonist role, I'm just looking for any fics where she has some decent characterization and growth.

I hope you have a nice day!!

Hi there !

So I read Jon x Sansa fics mostly (I’m not really into multi-shipping for Sansa !!) but I’ll source some of my favourite ones :) Sansa is often very well written /characterised in these fics so hopefully that’s a breath of fresh air 🦋(and I don’t want to be biased here but Jonsa fans tend to have a really great grasp on Sansa’s character that is apparent through how she’s portrayed)

Beneath my bones - undercovercaptain - this a gorgeous fic that stays very true to book!sansa.

By firelight - undercovercaptain - my heart gushes so much over this one. I’ve read it a few times.

No more scars - orangeflavour - another one with great character development & characterisation. (There is a second part to this fic as well).

Who am I ? - ALCzysz17 - grapples with Sansa’a identity issues in the Vale.

Build a ladder to the stars - vixleonard

A caged songbird - bikadoo

From Instep to heel - orangeflavour - (fav fanfic ever written tbh).

The place you call home - honey_wheeler

^ those are just off of the top of my head, but most if it is book!canon and/or canon divergence - though there are some fantastic show canon fics out there as well. I apologise if Jonsa just isn’t your cup of tea, but from my experience in the sansa fandom - the *other* popular sansa ship is s*nsan, which I’ll admit I used to read when I was a young teenager - but I’ve never quite liked how sansa is portrayed in those fics.) so yeah if you’re looking for good characterisation and such , I’ll always recommend anything Jonsa related , though I’ve heard sansa & margaery have some good fics as well :)

Hope this helped xx 🦋

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