#sansan russian roulette

[glitterswitchcraft]

better days (just around the corner)

A Song of Ice and Fire; Sansa Stark x Sandor Clegane; Shae; cw: weight issues; self-esteem issues; modern au; pre-relationship; roommates; friendship; texting; one-shot; wc 2,260

Prompt from OrangeTabby: Bakery/coffeeshop AU. Stranger is Sandor's service animal. -meet-cute is so not my forte, so I came at this kinda sideways.

Baking is Sansa's life, but sometimes it's not all it's cracked up to be. So much sugar, so much temptation...good thing she has her besties to cheer her up!

Shae came bounding into the room. "What, what? Is it another roach?" She waved her magazine around threateningly. "I came prepared this time!"

Sansa groaned; apparently she'd shrieked louder than she thought. "No, Shae, and put that down before you take out my lamp. It didn't do anything to you."

Her roommate scowled, tossing her copy of Highgarden Glamor onto the bed. "Then what? That was even louder than the time you got your invite to Loras Tyrell's birthday gala."

With a sigh, Sansa finally let go of her waistband, and gestured to the jeans that currently hung open around her hips. "Do you remember the last time I wore these?" Shae would know. She had an eye for clothes like Arya did for cars.

Shae's brows flew towards her hairline. She leaned back, eyeing Sansa critically. "Half a moon ago, brunch with 'Randa. Why? Wait." Slowly she circled, coming around to Sansa's other side, and together they studied her reflection in the full length mirror.

Other than the jeans, she was clad only in a loose green camisole. Was that feeling snug as well? To her horror, Sansa felt her eyes burn. Oh, gods no, I refuse to cry over this. It's ridiculous.

Shae was looking at her waist, at the opened waistband. "They don't fit." She was nothing if not blunt. But it was still better than Arya. Gods, if her sister was here, she wouldn't have dared make such a fuss. Arya would have laughed her ass off. At least her's is nice and skinny.

That was unkind. She willed the tears to go away, and rubbed her hands over her face, groaning. "Not so much, no," she said to her palms.

"Sansa." Shae's voice was firm, but her hands were gentle as she tugged the other girl's hands down. "Sansa, sweet, look at me."

Pouting, she looked up.

"It doesn't matter. You know that, right?" Shae's voice was kind. She brushed Sansa's hair back out of her eyes. "A few extra pounds, so what? It only means something if you let it."

Sansa let out a breath. She and Shae turned to look at the mirror. After a minute she could see her friend starting to grin, her eyes sparkling. Oh, dear. "Besides, now that just means there's more of you to love."

Sansa glared. "Oh, so you've got jokes now."

Smirking, Shae moved to stand behind the taller girl, and gently gathered her hair behind her shoulders, letting it cascade down her back. "And just so you know, you've still got the best ass. Real men like a handful." She reached around and pinched Sansa's hips, making her squeal and squirm.

Laughing now, Shae slid her arms around Sansa's middle. "Here, let me try, you know the tighter the better!" She grabbed the opening of the jeans, tugging. All it achieved was folding the squish at Sansa's tummy and pushing the small roll of fat up over the waistband.

Sansa saw this and gave a cry of dismay. "Stop, you're giving me a muffin top!" She tried to wriggle away, but Shae just held on tighter. Whining, she tugged at the girl's hands. Immediately they slid back up to her hips, fingers digging in.

"Nooo! You traitor, stop!" Giggling, Sansa pushed back against her, but that was a mistake. Shae only used the momentum of the shove to pull them both onto Sansa's bed that was just a couple of steps away.

Pillows and stuffies went flying as they sprawled haphazardly, both of them shrieking as they landed. Shae's arms immediately wrapped about her middle, holding her close. Sansa could feel Shae giggling beneath her, and smiled, curling her own arms around the other's. They stayed that way for a few moments, until the giggling subsided.

Finally Shae rolled her off onto her back, one of her hands staying wedged beneath the other girl. Grinning, they turned their heads to look at one another.

Shae batted her eyes. "You're not even that heavy," she declared saucily. "I like it."

Sansa groaned and pushed Shae's face away from hers, turning away to look up. "Well, what if I don't like it?" She asked of the ceiling.

"Oh, hush. You can be rid of it by the next moon. I can help."

She scoffed. "But that requires work. And being sweaty. And sore. And - "

"Alright, so how is that any different from your work?"

"Baking doesn't require running, unless you count forgetting to set the timer to the oven and then smelling your pumpkin bread burning."

"That counts!"

In response, Sansa blew a raspberry.

After a moment, Shae rolled over towards her, propping herself up on her elbows. She studied Sansa, dark eyes soft with affection. "You know you're beautiful, right?"

Sansa had the grace to blush. "Only because you say so."

Shae beamed, small white teeth flashing. She snuggled closer, wrapping an arm around Sansa's middle, and pressed a kiss to her temple.

At that moment Sansa's phone went off, the distinct sound of a dog's bark cutting through the air.

Sansa's response was immediate; her eyes widened and she sat up so quickly that she nearly headbutted Shae.

Shae sat up more slowly, staring at Sansa in disbelief. For her part, Sansa steadfastly refused to meet her eyes, the blush from before making another appearance. She fumbled for her phone that sat charging on the nightstand, hurriedly unlocking it while keeping her back to Shae's incredulous gaze.

"Arya did that, not me!" Sansa proclaimed, hunching her shoulders defensively. Shae couldn't help but scoff at that, though not unkindly.

"So what's his ringtone? Gods, don't tell me. If it's "Who Let The Dogs Out," I will drown your sister in her cheap-ass boxed wine next time she comes over."

Finally Sansa turned to look at her over her shoulder. She grinned a little. "That would have been a little extra. And also I threatened retaliation." Her normally fair skin was rosy with embarrassed delight.

Only Shae and Arya knew about him. Well, technically, so did Margie. But 'Randa and the rest? Gods, she'd never be left alone about it. Not that there was anything to know. She just knew they'd make a huge deal out of it. Out of nothing.

Shae made an impatient noise, and Sansa realized she'd drifted. "Sorry! It's nothing. He was just saying hi." It was the truth. All the text contained was at lunch. How's it going ?

She beamed down at the phone. He remembered! She was supposed to be dressing to impress for a promotion to manager at the little pastry shop she worked at, and she had sent him a few outfits for review. Only the outfits; either hanging up, or laid out on the bed. Posing in them had felt...inappropriate. Too forward. She had just been trying on her less-worn pieces to... oh.

With a groan, she dropped her head into her hands. Behind her, Shae scooted until she sat beside her at the far edge of the bed. She wound an arm through Sansa's, and leaned her head onto a drooped shoulder. "What is up, pussycat?"

"My jeans. My….ohhh." she groaned and shook her head. "It's just so embarrassing, Shae! It's like I lack all self-control! I mean, I should have known better than to sample everything myself, it's what my mom - " she stopped and flinched, hard, the words sticking in her throat. Why would she think of her mother now, of all times? It felt like she'd stuck a finger into a lit candle's flame.

Her mother had taught her to bake. It was one of many things the two had shared, ever since she was very little. Forever a Mommy's girl, even at nineteen and thousands of miles from home.

King's Landing wasn't home, never had been. She had tried, oh, she had, but no one else had seemed interested in humoring her. Joffrey had seen to that.

Too deep, she thought morosely. Beside her, Shae had gone quiet, before she slid her hand down to tangle their fingers together. She wouldn't say anything; Shae was one of the few people who really got it. Words were wind, after all.

Gratefully she leaned on her friend, who leaned back, lending her strength.

Eventually, her phone barked again, drawing her attention once more. With a snort, Shae released her and stood, planting her hands on her hips. "Let me dig out the frozen yogurt and we'll have a proper pity party. You - " she flicked a coral tipped finger at the phone - "finish up with your sugar daddy."

Sansa flushed cherry-red, sputtering in protest. Shae ignored her, and flounced off to the kitchen and their treats.

Gods, she wished she had never told her about those monthly installments. She hadn't asked for them. They had simply started showing up in her account, via her OnlyFans channel, the same day each moon for the past five. For some reason, Shae had immediately suspected him, though Sansa couldn't say why.

She got other donations, sometimes. Her little baking show on OnlyFans had a decent following, and just recently she had begun taking requests. It wasn't so strange, though the amount was rather exorbitant.

He had become aware of her channel through a friend, he'd said, who had shown him some of her videos. It was funny because he himself had said he had little interest in cooking, but his friend had been learning from her show, so he could impress a girl.

Apparently that had been a success, and he had kept her apprised of the situation. One conversation had led to another, and then another, until nearly half a year later they were texting on an everyday basis.

Shae thought it was suspicious that he had never given her his name. Not a mister, just a dog, had been his reply when she had tried to ask. It turned out that he had been in the service, and the name of their unit had been the Hellhounds.

Being familiar with military monikers, she had left it at that. Sometimes names carried too much weight, as she well knew. So he was just the Hound and she was just...herself. It was nice. Shae was just naturally paranoid.

Taking a wobbly breath, she read the second message:

Hound: Forgot to say, 3

Despite the direction her thoughts had taken, she smiled. Outfit number 3 was quite possibly her favorite, as well. It included her high-waisted, linen cream, sleeveless jumpsuit, over which lay a faded olive-green business jacket, folded up to the elbow and closed with a single button. The jewelry was kept to a minimum; simple gold adorned her throat and ears, and on her wrist sat a woman's Casterly watch. Nude pumps rounded out everything. Soft, summery and business chic, she thought she might have outdone herself with it. She was thrilled it was the one he had picked.

Smiling to herself, she typed out a reply:

Sansa: That one is my favorite too! I'm glad you liked it :)

Doing okay, I had a slight wardrobe malfunction earlier, but it was

She stopped before she could add 'no big deal,' making a face. Too soon, she thought dourly. It was, in fact, a good six to eight pounds' worth of a big deal .

Grimacing, she erased the last bit, going instead for:

Sansa: Had a slight wardrobe malfunction, but I'm taking care of it, no worries!

Maybe if she spoke it, it would come true. She could only hope. Despite not wearing them that often, she really did like the jeans.

If only they liked her back. She glared down at the small roll of fat that creased her tummy. Don't get too comfortable, she told it. You won't be staying long.

Moments later she heard Shae call out to her from the living room. "Ready when you are!"

She really wanted that yogurt, but she remained still for a few more seconds, waiting to see if she got a response.

Hound: Fuck that. My dog doesn't wear clothes, why should the rest of us

She stared, then burst out laughing. He never held back his opinion, no matter how offensive it was, and it was usually the same one: Fuck that.

Sansa: So you don't knit seasonal sweaters for him? I'm shocked.

Hound: My friend's gf put one on him once

He had it off and shredded in under 2 minutes

Sansa: That sounds like a malfunction to me!

Hound: It was a fucking mess is what it was

Shae's whistle sounded from the kitchen, and Sansa sighed. I gtg, roomie is impatient. But we are having froyo so I can't really blame her.

Hound: What?

The fuck

Sansa: Frozen yogurt!

Hound: What the hell happened to ice cream

Sansa: It's healthier, and just as good :)

Hound: If you say so

Fuck I feel old now

Sansa: No, you're just...a guy's guy.

Hound: Fuck yeah I am

Wait is that a good thing

Sansa: ttyl! 🩷

Hound: wait

Dammit

Talk to you tonight little bird

She was smiling so hard her cheeks hurt, but she didn't care. Shae was the only one to see it, and sometimes Sansa thought she was the only one who allowed her to be herself. Her, and him, her Hound.

It was a nice feeling. Sansa hoped she never got used to it.

Graphics courtesy of @saradika-graphics

[maroucia]

Sansan Russian Roulette, summer 2021: the fills!

Here’s all the fills with links for the SanSan Russian Roulette 2021. Thanks everyone for your participation! 😄

Links under the cut!

1. Meet Me In The Moonlight Author: Fleurdeplume: “Dusk. Secret meetings. Stolen kiss. Sansa looks like a little bird but deep down, she's a wolf.” (Prompt from Lysae).

2. Broken Like Me Author: TheImmaculateBastard: “Inspired by a tweet, "I don't know what just happened, but I was at an animal shelter before work and a toddler walked in, pointed to me, and said “I want that one”. His mother looked at me and said “you can’t have that, that’s a grown man”” (Prompt from Lorel).

3. The Eyes Have It Author: Jadedelcinismo: “Sansa is in love with Sandor and is jealous of someone in his life. Canon/AU, your choice.” (Prompt from Missy-1978).

4. A Long Time Coming Author: Vermilion_Sunrise: “Sandor tucks Sansa in bed after her first day as Queen in the North.” (Prompt from Prettybadmagic).

5. Russian Roulette Author: Meganfence: “Fight, argument or other disagreement. Open to interpretation, minor or major.” (Prompt from Redbirdblackdog).

6. One Picture Author: Sharkaria: “Sandor discovers he's got a good eye for photography. He fills his time taking pictures of his urban landscape, until he spies a Little Bird Muse...” (Prompt from Glamgrowl).

7. The Season Author: Missy-1978: “Kinda stole this from the Discord, but I love a forced marriage trope! Maybe Sansa got left at the altar and Sandor steps in last minute. Or a role reversal where she has to marry him to save his honor. Something fun and unexpected, can be modern or set in GOT world.” (Prompt from Atomic-bomb-shell).

8. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓐𝓻𝓮 𝓒𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓘𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓭... Author: TailBobSquid: “Jumanji AU - either a game that they are playing comes to life or they get sucked into a game that they are playing.” (Prompt from ReadyReaderOne).

9. Magic Act! Author: Prettybadmagic: “Sandor is going to do it. He's going to do the kiss your best friend challenge. The friend he just happens to have been in love with since day one.” (Prompt from Islandida).

10. You should meet my Sister Author: Glamgrowl: “Feel good and funny modern au where all Starks are alive and well. Sansa makes the first move on Sandor even though she's not sure she's his type as he is much older and works a blue collar job. (Please no Joffrey bashing) Cameos from other Starks would be awesome but not necessary.” (Prompt from Rayne).

11. better days (just around the corner) Author: Glitterswitch: “Bakery/coffee shop AU Stranger is Sandor’s service animal.” (Prompt from OrangeTabby).

12. A Thin Line Author: LittleWolfBird: “Sandor joins the Stark family traveling circus when he sees a casting call for "freaks." Bonus points for Sansa on trapeze or tightrope.” (Prompt from GlitterGoth114).

13. Feels Like Spring Author: Diverse.lorde: “Sansa playing her high harp (or other instrument) and singing a song that she wrote about/for Sandor.” (Prompt from Neleam).

14. Going Viral Author: Lysae: “Sandor finds out Sansa made him TikTok famous after a video of him goes viral: Sansa: hey can I have x/can we go to y? Sandor: no. Sansa, in a sweet voice: pretty please? Sandor, huffing: fine (Daddy on the end of pretty please would be lovely, but if Daddy Sandor isn’t your thing, no problem).” (Prompt from TailBobSquid).

15. The Package Author: OrangeTabby: “Mafia AU, fancy party. Dominant Sandor, thirsty Sansa Sandor in a suit, hand tattoos, creeping neck tattoo, whiskey - Sansa thirsting.” (Prompt from Meganfence).

16. I Wonder That Too, Ser Chirrup Author: Neleam: “Sanson Stark has always been the dutiful yet idealist second son of House Stark. Sandra Clegane is a Silent sister who has been disappointed by the very songs she once admired. A knight of the Seven and a handmaiden of the Stranger unexpectedly find comfort in each other.” (Prompt from Jadedelcinismo).

17. Good Girl Author: Redbirdblackdog: “Sansa gets her first tattoo by none other than the famous tattoo artist "The Hound". When she's in pain, she exhales slowly and Sandor says, "Good girl". Sexual tension ensues. (This prompt was inspired by a meme.)” (Prompt from Thequeen--in--thenorth).

18. Ever the Same Author: Thequeen--in--thenorth: “Following a tumultuous few years, Sansa has spent every penny she's ever earned on a quiet cottage, surrounded by forest and wildlife. Not long after moving, a strange man appears in the pond near her home, half-alive and unable to remember anything about himself except his name: Sandor.” (Prompt from Suzi).

19. Closure's Overrated Author: Atomic-bomb-shell: “Crust punk modern AU. Sandor is a crustie squatting in the backyard of an abandoned house. Sansa is a friendly neighbor who offers him a warm meal and access to her laundry room.” (Prompt from Diverse.lorde).

20. All Because of a Little Bird Author: Lorel: “Sansa manages a gallery in King’s Landing. After storming out of a fight with her boyfriend, she drives off into the countryside. That’s when she sees the most amazing art behind some dusty glass in a car repair shop. Now all she has to do is convince the artist, Sandor, to do a show at her gallery.” (Prompt from Vermilion_Sunrise).

21. Caught Author: GlitterGoth114: “Walked in on. Caught in the act. "Can opened, worms everywhere." (Prompt from TheImmaculateBastard).

22. Unanswered Author: Islandida: “Robb comes home from war with a big loyal man behind him. Sansa never thought she'd see her brother again let alone *him*. Modern au or canon.’’ (Prompt from LittleWolfBird).

23. Hajime (To Begin) Author: Rayne: “Modern AU: After finally getting out of an unhappy/controlling relationship with Joffrey that desecrated her self-worth, Sansa enrolls for self-defence classes with martial arts Master Clegane, who proceeds to build up her self esteem and fighting skills while the two fight their mutual attraction.” (Prompt from Fleurdeplume).

24. Thig crìoch air an t-saoghal, ach mairidh gaol Author: Suzi: “Prompt submission -- passionate time travel.” (Prompt from Sharkaria).

25. His flame Author: ReadyReaderOne: “Sansa leaves with the Hound that night. Their journey thru Westeros is loosely similar - Arya, Twins, etc. They find Elder Brother to help Sandor. After healing, all 3 head for Braavos, and the Dragon Queen. Lots of friendship/bonding b/t all 3; both defend Sandor from Dany. Devoted sansan, HEA!’’ (Prompt from Glitterswitch).

[redbirdblackdog]

She goes quiet. Real quiet.

He glances up and her eyes are a little glazed, her cheeks are flushed, she's slowly breathing in through her nose and out through pursed lips. Some people go to a different place during a tat… a place where pain and pleasure blur. Where reality shifts. He knows that place. 

"Good girl," he whispers with a nod. A small reassurance offered. 

Her sharp breath catches his attention. Shit why did he say it like that?

[sansanwritersguild]

SanSan Russian Roulette | Summer 2021

The SanSan Writers Guild is proud to host SanSan Russian Roulette—a writing event where participants provide a prompt and are randomly assigned a prompt to fill in return. Many thanks to @maroucia for her help in spearheading!

How it works

Submission Open (29 May-12 June)—Prompt submissions will be open for two weeks. Anything goes—modern AU, canonverse, any and all tropes. The sky's the limit!

By 15 June—Maroucia will randomly assign each participant a prompt. She will post all the prompt fills to Tumblr, so be sure to keep an eye out to see what prompt you receive.

By 31 July—Fill your prompt (at least 500 words)! For multi-chapter fics, you’ll only need to have posted the first chapter. You can post sooner than this, but please have your prompt filled by this day.

Rules

If you submit a prompt, you must be willing to fill a prompt too. Please do not submit a prompt if you're not participating!

Submit only one prompt.

Your prompt fill should be at least 500 words. You can post to any platform you choose (AO3, FF.net, Tumblr, Twitter, etc.).

Please tag "SanSan Russian Roulette 2021" on AO3, Tumblr, or Twitter so we can keep track of the wonderful prompt fills!

Sign Up and Submit Your Prompt Here!

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[atomic-bomb-shell]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sandor Clegane/Sansa Stark, Sandor Clegane & Sansa Stark Characters: Sandor Clegane, Sansa Stark Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe - Punk, Punk, Punk Rock, Laundry, Awkward Romance, 1980s Summary:

Wrote this as part of the Sansan Roulette for July 2021.

Prompt: "Crust punk modern AU. Sandor is a crustie squatting in the backyard of an abandoned house. Sansa is a friendly neighbor who offers him a warm meal and access to her laundry room. (From: @diverse.lorde)"

Hope you enjoy! Kind of different from what I would normally write, but I think it turned out fun :)

[princessneleam]

I Wonder That Too, Ser Chirrup

I published my fill for the SanSan Russian Roulette 2021. My prompt was from @jadedelcinismo. I had a BLAST writing this. I hope y’all enjoy!

"Sanson Stark has always been the dutiful yet idealist second son of House Stark. Sandra Clegane is a silent sister who has been disappointed by the very songs she once admired. A knight of the seven and a handmaiden of the Stranger unexpectedly find comfort in each other."

Summary: Sanson's father, Lord Eddard Stark, is dead, killed while bringing a monster of a man to justice. Sanson, recently knighted after squiring for the Blackfish, guards the silent sisters who are escorting Eddard Stark's bones to Winterfell. One of the women, the one he refers to as 'the angry sister' in his head, takes offense when he sings to distract himself from the grief. She becomes incensed enough with the chirruping to break her vow of silence.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32116801

[missy-1978]

In her first season, Miss Sansa Stark is being introduced into society by her parents, Lord and Lady Stark. Miss Eleanor Clegane is also being introduced, but by her older brother/guardian (and war hero) Colonial Sandor Clegane. As the Season progresses, Miss Stark develops a friendship with her friend Eleanor’s older brother; could it be something more, or will circumstances beyond their control propel them into something they're not quite ready for...yet? 

For the 2021 Sansan Russian Roulette.

Prompt Author: @michelle

Prompt: forced marriage.

[zip001]

barks and recreation

written for sansan russian roulette as a fill to this wonderful prompt by @mynameisnoneya1991: Sandor goes to a pet store to buy dog food for Stranger, and the pretty redhead behind the counter is freaking out because a tarantula is loose in the store.

i also want to thank @maroucia for organizing this!!!!

1. Flashback #1

“Stranger is not getting any younger.”

‘Fuck no!!!’

He saw red. He wanted to punch something, not her though, not the vet with the kind blue eyes. So much rage and hurt that he did not hear the rest of what Brienne softly said. She somehow managed to pry his clenched fist open and gave him a small piece of paper that he quickly squashed. She sadly patted Stranger’s listless head and left.

Later as he sat in the dark with lethargic Stranger beside him, he finally noticed the paper still clenched in his hand. Turning on the light, he read “Barks and Recreation.” The address was on the other side of town, where he used to do security work for the bloody Lannisters. He shook his head, knowing he would unlikely see them in the high end pet shop and even if there was a small likelihood that he would see Cersei or her devilspawn Joffrey, he would do just about anything for Stranger.

2. Flashback #2

It was a fucking miracle!

Stranger was rolling around the floor with the most beautiful woman. He was yapping, and she was kissing him and calling him a good boy!

And this was even before she had small samples of different dog food (dry, wet, raw and combination) set up for Stranger. She asked Sandor many questions about Stranger’s diet, the timing of their walks, what the feces looked like. Overwhelmed, he could barely respond. He bought the bulk dry dog food that was on sale - he had no clue the brand. Actually he would not been able to tell her his own name but instead of being put off by his silence, she patiently went over the dog food samples, going over the ingredients, making sure that Stranger was not allergic and informing him that grains were not good for dogs.

“Sometimes a change is good. Let’s see which one makes his tail wag!”

Then she held his hand as they watched Stranger enjoy the mini feast in front of him, watching for the tell-tale tail wagging.

“Yeah!”

He could not believe that he fist pumped but that was nothing compared to her cheering, even doing a toe touch jump!

3. Current

He looked at the rear view mirror, checking himself over. He pulled off the tie of his ponytail that he just tied and tried to cover his scars with his long locks.

“Fuck!”

He knew that it was ridiculous, that she, the beautiful dog whisperer, would even go out with him. It was because of Stranger that she would even talk to him but he hoped that there was more, that she liked him too. His dog had been nudging him with his nose, so excited about getting Sansa’s belly rubs and kisses.

He heard a loud crash and a scream.

Sansa!

He did not remember how he got behind the counter or how he was holding her tightly in his arms. She smelled so good and felt perfect just like he imagined, but then he heard Stranger barking from the other side of the counter, awaking him from his stupor. He put her behind him and angrily looked around for the punk that tried to hurt her. Seeing no one and nothing out of place, he looked down at the floor that was littered with broken pieces of glass and dirt.

Fuck!

The large tank that carried a tarantula was no longer where it usually sat.

4. Ending and epilogue

Screaming, his bright pink uvula undulating, Sandor grabbed Sansa, threw her over his shoulder and vaulted them both over the counter. He hauled ass out of there with Stranger chasing after his favorite humans.

Years later his little bird still teased him that her big brave hound was scared of a teeny tiny spider.

[treadthedawn]

My entry for the Sansan Russian Roulette 2018.

Prompt: “Canon era, set in King’s Landing. Sandor wants to teach Sansa how to defend herself. The secret lessons don’t go as planned.”

I was prompted @tame-a-vagrant-lion and came up with a pure book!canon fic <3. I hope you’ll enjoy it!

(@maroucia​, @a-muscaria, and @aegenka, aka my book!canon lovers, I hope you like it, too!)

[val3nchus]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sandor Clegane/Sansa Stark, Sandor Clegane & Sansa Stark Characters: Sandor Clegane, Sansa Stark Additional Tags: Sansan Russian Roulette 2018, Angst and Feels, I hope, I Tried Summary:

My entry for the Sansan Russian Roulette of 2018.

"Tell me you love me", prompted by @hashtagsalads

Hope it doesn’t disappoint!

[nevermorered]

Prompt by @sassyeggs74 : Canon-set, Kings Landing. The Hound has the hiccups and it’s not fucking funny, dammit.

[hashtagsalads]

My fanfic for the Sansan Russian Roulette! Thanks so much to Maroucia for putting it all together! I’m sort of new to the Sansan fanfic community and it’s been fun to get involved and meet other writers and such! :) Hope you all enjoy the fic!

[maroucia]

SanSan Russian Roulette | Summer 2021

Here they are! The results!😄 But first, here’s a reminder of the game’s rules: 

-Your prompt fill should be at least 500 words (one-shot or multi-chapter fic). You can post to the platform of your choice (AO3, FF.net, Tumblr, Twitter, etc.).

-Please tag "SanSan Russian Roulette 2021" on AO3, Tumblr, or Twitter so we can track all the wonderful fics!

-Post by 31 July—For multi-chapter fics, you’ll only need to have posted the first chapter by 31 July. You can post sooner than this. If real life crops up and your fill will be delayed, just post as soon as you can. If you’re unable to fill your prompt, please reach out to maroucia or sansanwritersguild on tumblr or @Mod or @...Maroucia… on Discord.

Now here are the prompts:

1.     To Fleurdeplume: “Dusk. Secret meetings. Stolen kiss. Sansa looks like a little bird but deep down, she's a wolf.” (From Lysae).

2.     To TheImmaculateBastard: “Inspired by a tweet, "I don't know what just happened, but I was at an animal shelter before work and a toddler walked in, pointed to me, and said “I want that one”. His mother looked at me and said “you can’t have that, that’s a grown man”” (From Lorel).

3.     To Jadedelcinismo: “Sansa is in love with Sandor and is jealous of someone in his life. Canon/AU, your choice.” (From Missy-1978).

4.     To Vermilion_Sunrise: “Sandor tucks Sansa in bed after her first day as Queen in the North.” (From Prettybadmagic).

5.     To Meganfence: “Fight, argument or other disagreement. Open to interpretation, minor or major.” (From Redbirdblackdog).

6.     To Sharkaria: “Sandor discovers he's got a good eye for photography. He fills his time taking pictures of his urban landscape, until he spies a Little Bird Muse...” (From Glamgrowl).

7.     To Missy-1978: “Kinda stole this from the Discord, but I love a forced marriage trope! Maybe Sansa got left at the altar and Sandor steps in last minute. Or a role reversal where she has to marry him to save his honor. Something fun and unexpected, can be modern or set in GOT world.” (From Atomic-bomb-shell).

8.     To TailBobSquid: “Jumanji AU - either a game that they are playing comes to life or they get sucked into a game that they are playing.” (From ReadyReaderOne).

9.     To Prettybadmagic: “Sandor is going to do it. He's going to do the kiss your best friend challenge. The friend he just happens to have been in love with since day one.” (From Islandida).

10.  To Glamgrowl: “Feel good and funny modern au where all Starks are alive and well. Sansa makes the first move on Sandor even though she's not sure she's his type as he is much older and works a blue collar job. (Please no Joffrey bashing) Cameos from other Starks would be awesome but not necessary.” (From Rayne).

11.  To Glitterswitch: “Bakery/coffee shop AU Stranger is Sandor’s service animal.” (From OrangeTabby).

12.  To LittleWolfBird: “Sandor joins the Stark family traveling circus when he sees a casting call for "freaks." Bonus points for Sansa on trapeze or tightrope.” (From GlitterGoth114).

13.  To Diverse.lorde: “Sansa playing her high harp (or other instrument) and singing a song that she wrote about/for Sandor.” (From Neleam).

14.  To Lysae : “Sandor finds out Sansa made him TikTok famous after a video of him goes viral: Sansa: hey can I have x/can we go to y? Sandor: no. Sansa, in a sweet voice: pretty please? Sandor, huffing: fine (Daddy on the end of pretty please would be lovely, but if Daddy Sandor isn’t your thing, no problem).” (From TailBobSquid).

15.  To OrangeTabby: “Mafia AU, fancy party. Dominant Sandor, thirsty Sansa Sandor in a suit, hand tattoos, creeping neck tattoo, whiskey - Sansa thirsting.” (From Meganfence).

16.  To Neleam: “Sanson Stark has always been the dutiful yet idealist second son of House Stark. Sandra Clegane is a Silent sister who has been disappointed by the very songs she once admired. A knight of the Seven and a handmaiden of the Stranger unexpectedly find comfort in each other.” (From Jadedelcinismo).

17.  To Redbirdblackdog: “Sansa gets her first tattoo by none other than the famous tattoo artist "The Hound". When she's in pain, she exhales slowly and Sandor says, "Good girl". Sexual tension ensues. (This prompt was inspired by a meme.)” (From Thequeen--in--thenorth).

18.  To Thequeen--in--thenorth: “Following a tumultuous few years, Sansa has spent every penny she's ever earned on a quiet cottage, surrounded by forest and wildlife. Not long after moving, a strange man appears in the pond near her home, half-alive and unable to remember anything about himself except his name: Sandor.” (From Suzi).

19.  To Atomic-bomb-shell: “Crust punk modern AU. Sandor is a crustie squatting in the backyard of an abandoned house. Sansa is a friendly neighbor who offers him a warm meal and access to her laundry room.” (From Diverse.lorde).

20.  To Lorel: “Sansa manages a gallery in King’s Landing. After storming out of a fight with her boyfriend, she drives off into the countryside. That’s when she sees the most amazing art behind some dusty glass in a car repair shop. Now all she has to do is convince the artist, Sandor, to do a show at her gallery.” (From Vermilion_Sunrise).

21.  To GlitterGoth114: “Walked in on. Caught in the act. "Can opened, worms everywhere." (From TheImmaculateBastard).

22.  To Islandida: “Robb comes home from war with a big loyal man behind him. Sansa never thought she'd see her brother again let alone *him*. Modern au or canon.’’  (From LittleWolfBird).

23.  To Rayne: “Modern AU: After finally getting out of an unhappy/controlling relationship with Joffrey that desecrated her self-worth, Sansa enrolls for self-defence classes with martial arts Master Clegane, who proceeds to build up her self esteem and fighting skills while the two fight their mutual attraction.” (From Fleurdeplume).

24.  To Suzi: “Prompt submission -- passionate time travel.” (From Sharkaria).

25.  To ReadyReaderOne: “Sansa leaves with the Hound that night. Their journey thru Westeros is loosely similar - Arya, Twins, etc. They find Elder Brother to help Sandor. After healing, all 3 head for Braavos, and the Dragon Queen. Lots of friendship/bonding b/t all 3; both defend Sandor from Dany. Devoted sansan, HEA!’’ (From Glitterswitch).

[a-muscaria]

Submission for the Eighth SanSan Russian Roulette Prompt Challenge

[meganfence]

Russian Roulette

Chapter 1

When a relationship is met with nothing but obstacle after obstacle right from the start, with devastating consequences – how long can two people hold on and fight for each other? How much are two people will to sacrifice and can they ever find their way back to each other?

Will fate eventually intervene?

Is it worth the risk?

When you gamble in love, you either win or lose.