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Chapter 19: The Stranger and the Little Bird

Pairing: The Hound x Sansa Stark

Summary: Sansa tends to the wounded at the Battle of Seagard, while also caring for the handsome stranger. A genuine interest seems to develop between the two.

TW: violence, blood.

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Evening was coming again and the men, those who could, reached the walls again, the wounded, the most serious, remained on the beds that had been prepared for them.

Sansa had decided, a few hours earlier, to make herself useful and lend a hand to the other young women and the older women in tending to the soldiers. The girl kept coming and going from the kitchens, constantly filling basins with fresh water and then throwing away the water stained with blood or scabs.

The screams, the smoke, the flashes of the cannons began to invade the room again.

Sansa was afraid and remembered that night... the one she escaped from her prison with Sandor. But there was no trace of Sandor this time, no one would come to her room and taken her away. This time she had to stay there. No one would look for her at that moment. No one would have a thought for her.

She wondered why the Hound had left her there alone, had told her he was going to get treatment and then what had happened? It had been almost three days now and she knew nothing about him.

She would have given anything just to know that he was okay.

Scream, scream, scream, scream again.

The door opened and the women jumped, there were two of them, one soldier had his arm resting on the shoulders of another who, tired from the weight of the first, was walking unsteadily. Two rather corpulent women grabbed the first one and placed him bodily on a free bed, the soldier was dripping blood from his abdomen.

The second soldier looked up and Sansa recognized him immediately, it was that boy, the one she had spent much of the morning and afternoon with. She approached him and saw that he was also injured. "No!" he exclaimed. "There are others much more seriously injured than me." he continued excitedly and then disappeared into the heart of that stormy night.

Another woman closed the door behind him and ran to help the wounded soldier.

Sansa waited for his return behind the glass of that very small window.

The door opened again, it was him again, together with another soldier they were carrying a third, the latter had one leg almost completely detached from his body, he was screaming, screaming as much as he could. Sansa's head spun, she looked up and met the gaze of the young man who plunged back into the darkness.

He did this gesture three more times, then the earth seemed to shake, dust began to fall from above and the few lights that illuminated the area began to flicker. Sansa was breathing hard with fear.

The door opened for the fifth time and this time that very brave boy was holding on to another soldier, his hair was falling in a mess on his forehead, his eyes were closed, his lips half open and a pained expression painted on his face. Sansa, seeing him, rushed to the exit and helped him, together with another soldier who had accompanied him there, to lay him down on a bed.

The boy opened his eyes and saw that it was Sansa, "It's nothing." he said even though his voice was full of pain, she smiled at him "Let me be the one to say it." She tried to hold back the feeling of strong nausea that was gripping her stomach and he took off his chain mail, there were dozens of cuts that didn't seem to be particularly serious and then a fairly deep wound on the lower abdomen.

"Will you heal me?" he asked after a few moments of silence, Sansa took a tub of water and began to dip the water to dab the wounds, then he took a bandage and pressed it hard on the wound, the young man almost jumped in pain, he screamed through clenched teeth. He panted, squeezing his eyes shut.

"I need to get some stitches... I've seen it done a few times," Sansa informed him.

"Do what it takes," he panted.

"I'm going to hurt you," she continued.

"I know... but do it. I trust you. You have my life in your hands now." he told her.

Sansa took a needle and thread... what they had and... before starting she looked at the sweaty and suffering face of that boy, then even though she was trembling she began to sew. He saw the soldier's face become rigid, saw him grit his teeth and then faint.

She wasn't sure she remembered how it was done, but seeing the finished "work" she thought that maybe all those hours of sewing had really served a purpose.

Sansa took great care of him, often wiping away the sweat that beaded on the soldier's high forehead, occasionally wetting his forehead, neck, arms. She checked his wounds, made sure the stitches weren't coming apart. Every now and then she got up from her chair and helped the other women who were running here and there to help the newly wounded or to change the bandages of those who had already been treated.

The room smelled of blood, death, smoke, and other acrid odors, but no one complained about this, in fact, it was one more reason to get busy, Sansa, driven by their moods, decided to continue, not to give up. She decided to continue what she had been doing in the previous hours: helping.

Helping others, helping those men and those many young people made her feel useful, she felt like an active part of something, she shared a pain that, however great and serious it was, helped her feel alive.

When the sky turned a timid pastel color, the battle seemed to be over, some were shouting threateningly, others were asking for a truce, someone tried to spur their men on, in the end Sansa only heard a dull silence.

The battle must have ended, whatever the outcome, Sansa could only guess.

The owner of the place opened the front door and allowed the morning wind to violently invade that place full of death and pain.

The girl only walked away for a few moments to wash her hands and freshen her face, she was able to observe her face after a long long time: she was more and more like her mother, her features were less and less those of a child, even the expression on her face was much closer to that of her mother, she touched her cheekbone, which was still a little swollen and slightly reddish.

She dried herself as best she could and returned to the room. Many of the women, who like her had kept vigil during the night, had gone to sleep, but not her. She wanted, and needed, to talk to him. The only one who could give her the information she was looking for.

She sat down next to him and looked at him more carefully, his facial features were relaxed, his lips were slightly open and his jet black hair was all disheveled, his hands were full of cuts, they were hands that had worked, used weapons, and yet Sansa found them very beautiful. She couldn't hold back the urge to caress that big hand, she felt it calloused and so warm, she couldn't help but caress the back of that hand, so damaged; a part of her wanted to kiss it and tell him that if she was next to him it was because of him, that night - the one he went out to look for Sandor - she could have been killed, but the gods had sent him.

She put her head close to the boy's hand and closing her eyes began to pray to the gods, asking that the boy be spared, that he would be granted much longer to live, that the gods would allow her to find the Hound again, to see Winterfell again, if they ever wanted.

She felt a finger touch the edge of her face and immediately opened her eyes: sleep had prevailed over her prayers and her good will. The girl opened her eyes and saw him awake.

His eyes were even clearer, if that was possible, with the light that was illuminating the room.

"Were you watching over me?"

The kind of respect and distance they had shown each other from the very beginning had disappeared that night, when they realized they could trust each other.

"I treated you... like I treated your men," she replied, trying not to sound excessive.

"Mine? They are men of the North, not mine. They fight with me, not for me. I am not that important." he explained in a small voice.

"And yet you seem to know a lot. About politics, about war. You were even promised," Sansa reminded him.

"Yes... to a little girl of just over seven years old. What kind of marriage would it have been? I could only treat her as a sister, but never as a wife! It would be years before she could give me an heir... I hate arranged marriages, I hate this society, these rules that impose marriages both for you women and for us men." he confessed to her, "Maybe you think it's easier for us men, and in a way that's true, but it's not easier for us either. We are seen as those who have to make sure that their wives have children, that they have to bring honor to their house, but who thinks about what each one has in his own heart and in one's nature? No one. We are a society where appearances reign everywhere and where feelings are the last of the issues to be addressed; our parents, and before them their fathers, treat us like puppets, like something without a will."

His words struck her deeply, they were words that suddenly burned her. These were concepts that she herself had often thought about, but that she had never had the courage to tell anyone. Not even her lady-in-waiting.

"I prefer to be alone rather than give and take unhappiness or see my wife only as a vessel." he continued "You did well to flee. You too would have lived with remorse and regrets. If you hadn't fled, who knows what they would have forced you to do!" he closed his eyes and sighed, his lips half open.

Sansa caressed his hair in a strangely intimate way "You are very wise." she told him. "And I admire you for what you said." He opened his eyes. "Oh, if only there were more men like you, men who could see beyond appearances, beyond conventions! It would be so nice if you could marry just for love."

He smiled at her. “I think that the world we both dream of is only made for those who live by ideals like you and me, but... life is showing me every day how cruel, brutal and unfair it is.”

She lowered her gaze. "My father also believed in ideals and values, but all of this backfired on him and he died in the name of a loyalty that no one recognized in him."

"Samel..." he just said, he put a hand on her cheek and she almost leaned on it, closing her eyes "Everything will be fine." she opened her eyes "If you want, I will protect you... always."

She looked at him uncertain about what to do, what to say, but above all uncertain was the expression on her face. She felt good with him, she felt a strange security, but she hadn't thought that he, this mysterious young boy, would propose to place her under his protection.

Had he forgotten that she hadn't arrived there alone?

"I thank you, but I..." Sansa began, but he stopped her quickly. "Ah yes, that's true!" She was about to say more when his head fell back suddenly as if in a spasm, his expression became filled with pain. The young woman lifted the bandage and saw that a couple of stitches had given way and blood was starting to flow from the wound "Hold on, I'll go get some clean water and some ointments that will help you." With that, the young Stark stood up and went to get what was needed.

She found the young man with a contracted expression that made his features terribly marked, "This will hurt you a lot." she told him, opening a small bottle from which she poured a liquid as clear as water, but which produced a whitish foam on the wound.

The young man jumped and cursed the gods, then thanked them immediately after for sending Samel on his path. When the pain left his body, he opened his eyes, two timid tears came out of them and he thanked her, "I know you don't have to do what you do, but... thank you. For everything."

She smiled shyly at him and then reminded him that she would do it for any brave man in the North, hearing this he didn't reply he just stared at the young woman who was working so hard for him and his wounded comrades. He opened his lips and remained there for a while as if he were about to ask a question he wasn't sure he should ask, that he didn't know if she had the answer to, a question that intrigued him and would have given him some information about the girl with long red hair and blue eyes "I know I shouldn't ask you this, but... I have to. Are you from the North?"

"Does it make any difference to you?" she replied defensively.

He knew. He knew he should never have asked, but curiosity, that burning curiosity, was beginning to change into a deeper and deeper interest. He couldn't help it and didn't avoid replying or looking away from her eyes. "No, not for me. I'm from the North. Are you afraid I might tell others?" It was she who looked away, out of a small window behind the boy.

A frantic desire to open up, confess and trust someone other than the Hound writhed within her. Could she trust him? Could she trust that increasingly less silent imposition of silence?

She heard him sigh, "You don't trust me. I understand, I told you. But I think I just showed you who I fight for. I fight with the Starks... with those who remain at least..." he fell silent and Sansa felt almost a pain in her chest and found herself thinking for a moment that perhaps she could whisper in the ear of that young soldier her true identity, her origins, but it was only a moment "I am and will always be by their side. It's horrible what has become of their house... but above all what they have done here."

"It's not that I don't trust... it's just that too many people have pretended to be my friends these days and no one has been my friend all the way through. Everyone had contact with others... and everyone had the weapon to blackmail those who had protected them until that moment. I've seen too many power games for..." She left it halfway through, but he figured the rest was so to trust anyone, let alone you. He nodded, "My father didn't even trust me. He said I was a good-for-nothing, not at all dedicated to studying, focused on weapons and from this point of view it's true, but then I decided to show myself ready to defend my, our name and I told him that I would do everything to show him that I was a good son. Devoted. Prompt. Conscientious. Mature. He said to me 'Well then, in three moons you will marry the princess of Castle Rock', I said fine, confident that I was marrying a young woman, whether she was my age or just a few years younger, but when I learned that she was a little girl and that she loved playing with her dolls, braiding their hair... I felt like... a monster. I was about to meet and marry a... little girl who could have been my sister... I screamed no to my father and he said to me 'I knew you would never live up to our name'." he swallowed and saw again those cold eyes of his father, those features that became hard in a flash "I remember he also told me that if I wasn't willing to make these sacrifices, I could leave everything. If I didn't honor my family, I was a useless burden to him. I left that same day, I never saw my father or my mother or my brothers again, no one. I left what I called home, but I've never regretted it. Better to be anywhere than there. Since then I've been fighting, fighting just to prove to myself that I'm not a useless person."

Sansa listened in silence to his story and in a certain sense understood him, she too had long been seen as a silly girl, with her head full of dreams and futile thoughts that however had turned out shattered by such a harsh reality and so different from what she imagined. The first one who had seen her as stupid was her sister Arya, the first one to constantly do bad things to her was the one who should have loved her and played pranks on her too, of course, but don't go to all sorts of lengths just to be able to laugh at her and tell her how exaggerated she was in her manner and dress.

"I understand you. My sister has always been convinced that I am not worth more than what I show, she has always called me stupid and useless. You know, at a certain point I even started to believe it." she fell silent, feeling a sudden rush of anger and frustration just thinking about her little sister.

"Do you feel anger? Pain?" he asked her.

She sighed "Bitterness." Perhaps, indeed certainly, if her sister hated her it was her fault, she had not been able to listen to her or understand her well, it was too late to ask herself that now. Who knows where she was at that moment!

"Can you still fix it?"

"My sister was with me, or rather I found her along my wanderings. Then she ran away. I don't know where she is. I don't know if she's alive, what she's doing. I don't know anything about her anymore." she fell silent "I haven't heard from my brothers or my mother anymore. We've all split up. I'm here and..." she shrugged, not knowing how to complete that sentence.

"I'm here," he said, squeezing her hand and looking at her encouragingly. "If that's any consolation at all."

She smiled a little embarrassed "Ah, um... have you seen my travel companion?" she asked, changing the subject.

He then tried to sit up, but feeling the stitches pulling he grimaced and gave up. "According to your description, there are two men who match. They both have bad tempers and one is almost always drunk, but he fights with commendable skill and ability. No one knows his name. He fights. He fights like that's all that matters. If I had to choose who to be like, it would be him. I don't think I've ever seen anyone juggle so many men with that kind of ferocity and pride like him."

That seemed to be Sandor's description "Have you noticed by any chance if he's afraid of fire?"

He thought about it for a moment. "No. Definitely not that one. You know, when you're fighting, you can't really notice all the details in other people. But he struck me with his mettle."

Sansa simply nodded "Thank you."

"Is it him?"

"From the way you talk it sounds like it." Sansa was silent. "When you're not fighting, where do you stay?" she asked him.

"If you haven't been injured, we're just outside the walls."

"Thank you." Sansa said and then quickly got up and left the place, now she knew for sure where she could find the Hound.

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CASTING— CLEGANES

part 3

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JONLY CLEGANE played by (random pinterest baby?)

The third son to Sandor and Ilysanne Clegane, the Fleeting Wolf, and…

HERZI CLEGANE played by THOMASIN McKENZIE

The first twin to Sandor and Ilysanne’s second set of twins, the Singing Hound, and…

KJERSTI CLEGANE played by SOPHIE SKELTON

The second twin to Sandor and Ilysanne’s second set of twins, The Hellhound, and…

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Out of all the ASOIAF characters that want Sansa Stark, Sandor Clegane is the ONLY ONE that HATES HIMSELF for feeling such things! Unlike SO MANY other men in this series {who will see someone they like and take them with no hesitation, no zero regard to that desired person or to everyone else around them}, from the moment Sandor laid his Stark like grey eyes on her, and every blessed second he had with her after that, he actually FOUGHT those desires {which were made worse by his alcoholism}! He KNOWS Sansa is far too young for him, far too sweet for him, and miles above his station! He's SEEN how the world treats people like her! And most importantly, Sandor WAS HER!

Like Sansa, Sandor thought his life would be like the songs. While Sansa dreamt of being some beautiful, brave, gentle, and strong man's Lady or Queen and then be the mother of his children, Sandor dreamt of being a knight. They trusted too much, wanted to be loved by everyone, and had their lives shattered in the most DEVASTATING ways. And while their traumas affect them differently, she's still the ONLY one on the entire planet that TRULY understands him {you could argue that Arya does too, but not as much as Sansa}. And while Sandor now hates everything about knights, the songs, etc, part of him still wants to be kind he and Sansa used to love. And despite his many flaws, he's actually one of the very few "true knights" in the series.

And so, unlike those many men, Sandor fought his feelings for Sansa by trying to DISTANCE HIMSELF FROM HER. He stayed close enough to be sweet to her and protect her, of course, but also tried to make himself look as awful as possible. Said lots of cruel and lewd things, called her Little Bird, Child, Girl, instead of My Lady, Lady Sansa, Lady Stark, or just Sansa. And even after she REJECTED HIM, he also reminded a group of men {as well as himself} who were speaking ill of Sansa that not only is Sansa a LADY, but a PROPER LITTLE LADY. But to his great surprise and even greater despair, instead of watching her run for her life like everyone else does, all of his attempts to preserve what little honor they have left, only make {sadly just Book} Sansa all but CLING TO HIM like a damn FACEHUGGER.

Sadly, there were a few times {mainly in the books} where Sandor slipped up {mainly while he was drunk, which was almost the whole time they knew each other} and almost turned into Gregor {Sandor's older brother that's like ten to twenty million times worse} and all of those other men. He checked Sansa out, made some sexual comments about her still growing body, grabbed her too tight, broke in her room while she wasn't there and slept in her empty bed, pinned her to her bed at knifepoint, allegedly led a raping and killing spree at Saltpans, and admitted to Arya {Sansa's little sister} that he regrets not raping Sansa and tearing her heart out before he left King's Landing without her.

But as disappointing as it sounds, Sandor {who again was almost always insanely drunk during those times} realized what he was doing, quickly stopped, and then went back to being what she REALLY needed at that time: Her guardian angel. Her dearest true knight. {I know, I know! "The bare minimum!", "The bar is in hell!", but Sansa and all the other girls and women in this series are BARELY even getting that!} He's innocent of what happened at Saltpans {it was another huge man, Rorge, who somehow got his grubby paws on Sandor's famous Hound helmet, and then wore it during the spree}. Also, Sandor's "confession" to Arya was made while he was literally DYING from some injuries he sustained while fighting that same group of men that were speaking ill of Sansa {which in my mind was Sandor trying to kill himself cause he just learned that the one he loves most married a man that they hated *and for good reason*, is accused of killing a king that they hated *and for good reason*, and is now on the run} and was hoping to be PUT OUT OF HIS MISERY. And since Arya didn't want to, he decided to say a bunch of awful things that he knew would change her mind, only for his plan to backfire BIG TIME.

While everyone else that wants Sansa Stark only wants her for her CLAIM, her STOLEN ANCESTRAL HOME, and her STILL DEVELOPING WOMB, Sandor Clegane is the ONLY ONE among them that wants Sansa because he actually LOVES HER. And though he many never know that Sansa DOES love him back {the way Sansa talks about Sandor in her chapters is DEFINITELY NOT out of hatred, though it would be understandable if it was. And if I told y'all to take a shot every time Sandor is mentioned in Sansa's chapters, y'all would die of alcohol poisoning} and get to be with her in that way, just seeing her and protecting her one last time would probably be enough for him. And if it isn't, well, then he'll probably just leave her again {either the normal way or through dying}. Because the only thing WORSE than never ending up with Sansa Stark is turning into his older brother.

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Send me a sentence prompt (e.g. "Why are you like this?"), a short (1 or 2 sentence) story idea, longer if you are up for a bit of a wait for me to write it, or a trope for a certain character, duo, or ship and I'll write a fic for it!

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Gossip Girl (my specialties are (in order) JENNY, LILY, Blair, Dan, and Eric, these are just the ones I write about most frequently. Ships I specialize in are Jenny x Agnes, rufly, Lily x William (I don't ship them, but I am fascinated by the toxicity), dair, blairena, blenny, etc.)

Gilmore Girls (specialities: Luke, Lorelai, Jess, Rory, Paris, Emily, and Richard probably, ships include Rory x Paris, Luke x Lorelai, Richard x Emily, and maybe some background Rory x Jess. I would like to explore possible Jess x male characters tho ngl.)

Riverdale (specialties: Alice, Fp, Hermione, Betty (my Betty is either a rep of how toxic she is on the show or an ooc version of her cuz I'm salty about bad mental illness rep), Jughead (no whump or woobifying him, he is a regular character who deals with less bs bc I don't feel like writing over the top bs in my stories...at least not to the extent of the show), VERONICA, Archie, Josie, TONI, and Cheryl. Ships I'm good at are Beronica, Falice, Barchie, Veggie, Jarchie, Jeronica, I'd be willing to watch season 5 to learn about Jabitha so I could write that, Choni, etc.)

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Hey, I'm back with some more SanSan fluff.

After all these two have been through in their life, I just need them to be happy for once. T_T

I'm currently working on a whole bunch of SanSan artwork and it's all for my fav modern au SanSan fic "power play".

I'm absolutely smitten with that one.

Soooo, if you - like me- enjoy a tattooed-biker/hockey-player-Sandor, stay tuned. There's a bunch of that coming soon. ^^

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Chapter 18: Samel and the Stranger

Pairing: The Hound x Sansa Stark

Summary: Sansa meets a charming stranger, the Hound nowhere to be found.

TW: hint of violence.

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She fell heavily onto the bed and before she knew it, she was asleep; when she woke up, there were bangs and screams. The battle had begun. Sansa stood up suddenly and didn’t know why, she opened the door and walked down the long corridor to the hall below. It was dark, except for a few flashes of lightning that illuminated it from time to time. Sansa opened the door and – although she knew how reckless she was – went out.

She wanted to look for the Hound.

Where had he gone?

Why had he left her in that unknown place without protection, he who had reassured her of this many times? By now the most obvious answer in Sansa was that he had joined the other soldiers.

Someone shouted and Sansa turned in the direction of the shouts, soldiers were running towards the entrance of the city, she followed them albeit at a distance, she was about to turn right, but a cannon shot hit a palace not too far from her and Sansa, startled, fell. Someone ran and without even seeing her, stepped on her hands as he ran. She screamed, but her screams were drowned out by much louder screams and the sounds of a violent battle.

She started to get up, but someone else came and that someone hit her on the head.

Sansa fainted.

It was the screams again that woke her up, her heart seemed to be pounding in her temples, she was short of breath and was bleeding from one cheek, she swallowed and staggered to her feet. The screams alternated with moments of total silence, an eerie silence.

She heard other footsteps, it seemed to be a march... Sansa ducked into an alley, but it was such a narrow alley that she soon realized she couldn't go any further, and so she just hoped she wouldn't be noticed by whoever was coming.

She turned her head toward the darkness, hoping to go unnoticed. The footsteps grew heavier and closer, closer, closer. The footsteps stopped and someone drew a sword, Sansa was jerked and she was forced to turn towards her attacker... it was that young man, the one she had heard talking so animatedly a few hours before.

Their faces were just a few inches apart and their eyes locked, the eyes of that boy – the ones she would long remember in her dreams and memories — they went from furious to surprised, "It's you, little girl."

Sansa was petrified, the boy's hand was firmly gripping her arm, her heart was pounding in her chest.

She was afraid. What if he was a traitor?

She watched him swallow and then slowly loosen his grip. “What are you doing here? It’s dangerous.” He warned her. “Are you lost?”

Sansa resolved to regain her composure. “Y – yes, I mean… I was looking for my traveling companion.”

"Who is he? Maybe he fought with us."

Sandor Clegane, she was about to answer, but she feared she would do worse and so she decided not to tell him what her name was. She lowered his gaze.

"You're hurt." he noted, looking up at Stark's face.

"It's nothing," she said, she who used to faint when she saw a little blood.

"I know," he agreed, and smiled at her. It was a warm, reassuring smile, but it clashed with the blood that stained his face, his clothes, and the circumstances they were in.

Only then did she notice other men who were with him, all armed, few on horseback, mostly on foot.

"Don't be afraid. None of them will hurt you. Are you at the same inn as this morning?" he asked her.

She nodded.

"Well, now that you get back there, lock yourselves in and don't open the door to anyone except your friend. Whoever he is." She didn't say anything. "You look like you've gotten into something much bigger than You, little girl".

Sansa sighed and simply nodded.

"Well, if the gods will, we will see each other again. Do as I say." he ordered, then released her from the grip, however light, that still held her.

"Thank you," she said.

She took a few steps, when she heard herself called again "Little girl!" She turned around "What's your name?"

Sansa didn't know what to answer, she just looked at the face of that young man illuminated by the few torches that his men had in their hands and smiled at him, she couldn’t think up a different name.

Then she turned and walked away briskly, and, doing exactly as the young man had ordered, returned to her room.

When she woke up the next day, she was still alone. She touched her cheek, it was swollen and throbbing.

There was no trace of Sandor.

She went downstairs where she found the same man who had welcomed her and the Hound busy handing out wine, food, water to anyone he could.

"Have you seen a man with a disfigured face?"

The man looked at her as if she had just stated the obvious. "Look around, can't you see? Everyone here is ruined from last night's battle." Sansa looked around, she hadn't noticed that it was no longer an inn, but it seemed to be one of those places where they take care of the sick, the wounded, the dying, everyone had very serious wounds, some were horrifying wounds, "And it's not over yet." the man continued. "Bolton has locked us in here, Stark I fear has abandoned the enterprise. And we are all lost." he concluded dramatically and then walked away.

Sansa tried not to faint, despite her dizziness from the stench and the dramatic images that presented themselves before her eyes, she tried to identify Sandor, but without any success.

She walked out of the inn and began to breathe again. The air was heavy with smoke, but at least it was much more breathable than the air inside.

She finally saw other women, she was beginning to believe she was the only one! They were coming in and out of another house, Sansa looked out and saw that the situation there was not the best either, she looked at the wounded who returned her gaze – some of them – but not finding who she was looking for she continued on.

She walked on, almost reaching the gates of the city, those gates that had welcomed her and the Hound not too many hours before, but there the soldiers prevented her from continuing. "There's nothing there for the likes of you." one of the guards told her, Sansa peered behind her, hundreds perhaps thousands were dead, the Bolton coat of arms loomed on the horizon; Sansa swallowed. She wanted to make him pay.

She turned her back on the two and slowly walked back down the narrow streets that led to the inn. She was alone, she was afraid and she felt angry. An anger that was not unknown to her, but that made her feel angry again. It was as if she had suddenly returned to King's Landing!

"Hey, little girl."

Sansa turned and saw him again, that young man who had saved her in a way, his clothes, his face and his hair were clean again.

"Good morning," she said formally.

"How are you?" he asked, then placed a hand on her swollen cheek. "It's not serious."

"Yes, you already said that." she replied, looking down.

He smiled "What is it you don't tell me about yourselves?"

Sansa looked up "What do you say?"

"You look like you know something but can't or won't tell me. Tell me."

"Tell you what?" she asked.

"Who are you?" he asked again.

"I'm..." she had to tell him a name this time, she couldn't avoid it again or the boy might think she was a spy and might very well think he could kill her "Sa...mel. Samel. She was about to say Sansa, but decided to hide once again.

"Samel?" he repeated her name and smiled. "Forgive my insistence, but I had to give your face a name."

"Why?" she asked.

He looked around. "Would you like to take a walk? I promise I'll be as gentlemanly as possible."

"These days? I don't think that's possible." She smiled, almost mocking him.

He smiled, "You're a real expert, little girl."

How long has it been since Sansa smiled?

How long has it been since she felt this good?

She didn't even remember anymore. In the look, in the words of that still nameless young man Sansa seemed to find some serenity, she seemed to remember that she was only sixteen years old. She felt calm, she managed – albeit with due precautions – to talk to him, to talk about things like intrigues, politics, power games, he listened to her attentively and from time to time he made observations or compliments about her delivery, about the correct use of words, in the end – Sansa was sure – he must have understood that she was not a commoner.

"Were you engaged to someone?" he asked her at one point, suddenly switching from politics to marriage. Sansa, a little unprepared, replied, "Yes, I was. But my betrothed was... is a monster." the answer was true. Joffrey was a monster in the guise of a handsome prince. So kind on the surface, but so cruel in reality.

"What did he do to you?" he asked her.

"He killed my father," she answered suddenly. Tears began to sting her eyes, but she hid her fragility by looking at the road beneath her feet.

"How?"

Sansa swallowed and it seemed to her that she was reliving that scene in that moment... her father accused of treason, her father kneeling at the feet of the enraged crowd, the sword falling on his neck and then the silence of the crowd... her father's head on that pike Joffrey had shown her.

"He has turned his own loyalty against himself," she replied.

It hadn't actually been Joffrey, but it was as if he had wielded that sword.

"I'm sorry." he just said.

Sansa sighed sadly.

"And you were promised?" she asked him. If she had been at home, or in King's Landing, or anywhere else she would not have dared to ask such a question, but given the situation Sansa dared.

He smiled, but it was a smile devoid of mirth. "I was, but... these days there's no time to think about unions, even those of convenience!"

"But if she were a young woman of noble birth, it would be an advantage to you." Sansa said, unable to hold back those words, the ones she had heard so many times down there in the South.

He looked at her "You are not exactly a commoner, Samel." the young man asserted smiling at her and confirming Sansa's suspicion. "I don't even know if that's your name, but..." he paused, "these days it's more than understandable that you're afraid to say who you really are."

Sansa's heart pounded, she felt a strange sense of calm in being with him even though he knew she was hiding some matters of no small importance from him.

"Don't be afraid." He continued as if he had read her mind. "I understand. And if I were a girl I imagine I would do the same thing." their clear eyes locked for a few moments, then he smiled and looked down. "Yesterday you were talking about your traveling companion... who is he?"

"Um... forgive me, but if I told you his name... it could be dangerous."

"For you? Or for me?" he asked her.

"For both of us." Sansa replied diplomatically.

The young man shook his head. "It's no problem for me, I can defend myself... for you... why? Are you afraid that if you told me his name I might do something to you?" he asked.

"N – no. If you wanted to, you would have done it already." she replied. "We are here... alone."

He nodded.

"Yes. I don't insist, but at least tell me what he looks like. If I see him, I'll tell him you're looking for him. I swear to you on my honor that I will do it." he asserted, placing a hand on his heart.

Sansa wanted to trust him "He’s taller than you, much taller than you, he has grey eyes, long dark hair, half his face is burned and he’s the best I know at using a sword."

He nodded again.

"If he fights with us, you can be sure I'll report it." He fell silent, then in a gesture of sudden confidence he placed a hand on her swollen cheek. It was an instant, a light touch, yet Sansa seemed to be burned by that gesture, so natural and delicate. He soon realized what he had done and withdrew his hand, "Forgive my impudence. I will accompany you back to the inn."

Sansa was alone and confused, the young man's caring attitude was slowly winning her over. She would have liked to be guided in a certain sense by the words, even if harsh, of the Hound, she would have liked to know what he thought of him, if he seemed sincere in his intentions and words or if he was just a very shrewd young man.

The girl thought for a long time and decided that the facts would decide everything. Only the facts could actually clarify who that boy really was, you couldn't always run away and at that very moment even less so.

[vhagarslasttargyrider]

CASTING— STARKS

part 2

castings & masterlist | starks pt 3

SANSA STARK played by SOPHIE TURNER

The first twin daughter to Eddard and Catelyn Stark, the Queen of the North, and The Red Wolf of Winterfell.

ILYRRA STARK played by ELIZABETH DEBICKI

The second twin to Eddard and Catelyn Stark, The Impossible Dragon, and The Tall Wolf.

ARYA STARK played by MAISIE WILLIAMS

The third daughter to Eddard and Catelyn Stark, Blind Beth, and The Night Wolf.

[spaceagebachelormann]

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

!!REQUEST REQUIREMENTS!!

-> state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and a plot

-> do you have any specifics for the reader? blonde, poc, male, neurodivergent, etc? (please keep in mind i will write poc readers but i’m white so they may be a little difficult for me)

-> requests are preferred to be sent through inbox, but i can make dms work if needed

-> PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOR ME TO WRITE “____ x reader fluff” GIVE ME A PLOT LINE

!!WHAT I WILL WRITE!!

-> platonic

-> romantic

-> familial

-> any gender x any gender

-> headcanons

-> long fics

-> multi character

-> blurbs

-> poly relationships

-> x reader

-> i will only write cheating if it’s a character comforting r after being cheated on, not a character cheating on r

!!WHAT I WONT WRITE!!

-> smut (i’m 15)

-> yandere

-> most aus, ask about the specific au before requesting an au

-> incest

-> age gaps

-> canonical gay/lesbian character x a man (if lesbian) or a woman (if gay)

-> song fics

-> things about ocs

-> ships

-> sunshine x grumpy tropes, i’m horrible at this trope

character list

keeper of the lost cities

sophie foster, dex dizznee, fitz vacker, keefe sencen, biana vacker, marella redek, maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, wylie endal, jensi babblos, stina heks, elwin hesledge

harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, sirius black, james potter, remus lupin, mary macdonald, marlene mckinnon, lily evans, dorcas meadows, regulus black, barty crouch jr, narcissa black, andromeda black, bellatrix lestrange

the outsiders

ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, twobit matthews, dallas winston, cherry valance

the school for good and evil

agatha, sophie, tedros, hort, hester, anadil, dot, nicola, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, clarissa dovey, leonora lesso

little women

jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, laurie

dracula

dracula, lucy westenra, arthur holmwood, john seward, mina harker, abraham van helsing, renfield, quincey morris, jonathan harker, the brides

frankenstein

victor frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval, adam frankenstein, justine mortiz, ernest frankenstein, the bride

dr jekyll and mr hyde

henry jekyll, edward hyde, richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

phantom of the opera

christine daaé, erik destler, raoul de chagney, meg giry, carlotta giudicelli

the mighty ducks

charlie conway, adam banks, lester averman, guy germaine, connie moreau, fulton reed, dean portman, julie gaffney, ken wu, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson

david bowie

david bowie, ziggy stardust, jareth, thomas jerome newton, celliers

daisy jones and the six

daisy jones, billy dunne, graham dunne, karen sirko, warren rhodes, pete loving/roundtree, eddie loving/roundtree, camila dunne, simone jackson

doctor who bbc

ninth doctor, tenth doctor, eleventh doctor, twelfth doctor, rose tyler, jack harkness, mickey smith, donna noble, martha jones, clara oswald, river song, amy pond, rory williams, simm! master, missy/gomez master

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, millard nulling, enoch o’connor, olive elephanta, alma peregrine

good omens

crowley, aziraphale, ineffable husbands (poly), beelzebub <3, gabriel, ineffable bureaucracy (poly), nina, maggie, nina and maggie (poly), anathema

what we do in the shadows

nandor the relentless, nadja of antipaxos, laszlo cravensworth, colin robinson, guillermo de la cruz, the guide, baron afanas

yellowjackets

shauna shipman, lottie matthews, misty quigley, taissa turner, van palmer, natalie scatoricco, jackie taylor, travis martinez

star trek (tos/aos)

jim kirk, spock, leonard mccoy, nyota uhura, hikaru sulu, pavel chekov, montgomery scott, janice rand, christine chapel

xmen

charles xavier, erik lehnsherr, logan howlett, scott summers, jean grey, ororo munroe, rogue, remy lebeau, kevin sydney, lucas bishop, mystique, emma frost, kurt wagner, hank mccoy, jubilee

miscellaneous characters

sarah williams, bernard the elf, rodrick heffley, varian, lisa frankenstein, the creature (lisa frankenstein)

UPCOMING FANDOMS : american horror story, torchwood, gossip girl, hannibal, sherlock, ghosts, house md, star trek tng, the x files, the big bang theory, dead poets society

[sansanatik]

SanSan

[femmehysteria]

Best Character Named X Poll

FOLLOW @best-character-named-x-poll

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM GMT everyday.

ask box closed for now

WILL BE POSTING POLLS ON @best-character-named-x-poll FROM FEB 1ST

If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count.

Round 85: David

Round 86: Tiffany

Round 87: Charlie

Round 88: Sandy

Round 89: Cody

Round 90: Amanda

Round 91: Jeremy

Past Polls and Poll Ideas under the cut

Names that I have a complete list for*

Caroline, Tyler, Louis, Leonard, Rebecca, Steve, Nicole, Isabelle, Victoria, Katherine, Jade, Alex, Sophie, Greg, Jake, Ellie, Isaac, Robin, Tony, Annie, Lisa, Margaret, Oliver, Clark, Kara, Phoebe, Emma, Ruby, Bart, Alfie, Beth, Julian, Nancy, Penny, Margaret, Tessa, Erica, Theresa, George, Kevin, Sebastian, Felix, Martin, Michael, Erin, Caleb, Helen, Charlotte, Kyle, Martha, Diana, Elsa, Gary, Zoe, Connor, Colin, Daisy, Eric, Maya, Adam, Andy, Magnus, Alma, Nora, Alice, Spike, Leon, Marcel, Kim, Juno, Sue, Chris, Otto, Donald, Daphne, Kate, Todd, Ned, Ken, Angel, Judy, Jo, Hazel, Naomi, Diego, Miranda, Joel, Lila, Duncan, Dexter, Meredith, Pearl, Lily, Malcolm, Napolean, Joan, Nico, Jamie, Nadia, Velma, Jill, Kiera, Rory, Evan, Tam, Klaus, Neil, Derek, Michelle, Luna, Laila, Cordelia, Zack, Imogen, Felicity, Cindy, Alicia, Kelly, Alan, April, Astrid, Delilah, Jodie, Claudia, Juliet, Karen, Jonas, Milo, Celia, Hannah, Joy, Ethan, Katya, Aria, Atticus, Ian, Cynthia, Faye, Frank, Boo, River, Corey, Gabrielle, Minerva, Ebony, Zia, Beverly, Rudy, Georgina

Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)

Richter, Sean, Troy, Cain, Agatha, Warren, Percy, Reggie, Mina, Ryan, Felicia, Dylan, Josh, Shirley, Debbie, Jared, June, Mabel, Ray, Chad, Moe, Hugh, Fearne, Christine, Joe, August, May, Scarlet, Alana, Leela, Manny, Dean, Francis, Mason, Oscar, Quinn, Guy, Ulrich, Wally, Yasmin, Tobias, Woody, Sabrina, Quentin, Margot, Alina, Matilda, Freya, Kendra, Angus, Ophelia, Leisel, Zelda, Adora, Piper, Scarlet, Sheila, Valentine, Laurie, Laurel, Fitz, Violet, Gabriel, Ford, Artemis, Owen, Bianca, Newton, Summer, Darcy, Noah, Taylor, Miriam, Hugh, Aurora, Hank, Henry, Dawn, Delia, Cosmo, Wanda, Zeke, Cecil, Aiden, Calvin, Ayesha, Beatrice, Parker, Chase, Hunter, Tina, Misty, Amaya, Amara, Harvey, Talia, Tatiana, Tanya, Orion, Eugene, Kit, Bo, Duke, Blue, Cameron, Rudolf, Mara, Marianne, Carl

Feel free to send more suggestions

*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.

Past Polls

Round 1: Peter : WINNER: Peter Parker (Spider-Man)

Round 2: Elizabeth : WINNER: Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean)

Round 3: Jason : WINNER: Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)

Round 4: Eve : WINNER: EVE (WALL-E)

Round 5: Fred : WINNER: Fred Jones (Scooby-Doo)

Round 6: Rachel : WINNER: Rachel (Animorphs)

Round 7: Arthur : WINNER: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Round 8: Amy : WINNER: Amy Pond (Doctor Who)

Round 9: Tom : WINNER: Tom (Tom and Jerry)

Round 10: Claire : WINNER: Clare Devlin (Derry Girls)

Round 11: James : WINNER: James (Pokemon)

Round 12: Max : WINNER: Max (Black Sails)

Round 13: Simon : WINNER: Simon Belmont (Castlevania)

Round 14: Jane : WINNER: Jane Crocker (Homestuck)

Round 15: Victor : WINNER: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice)

Round 16: Mary : WINNER: Mary Poppins (Mary Poppins)

Round 17: Will : WINNER: Will Graham (Hannibal)

Round 18: Laura : WINNER: Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)

Round 19: Ben : WINNER: Ben "Obi-Wan" Kenobi (Star Wars)

Round 20: Chloe : WINNER: Chloe Price (Life Is Strange)

Round 21: John : WINNER: Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives)

Round 22: Lydia : WINNER: Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)

Round 23: Mark : WINNER: Marc Spector (Moon Knight)

Round 24: Jess : WINNER: Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)

Round 25: Theo : WINNER: Theobald Gumbar (Dimension 20: A Crown Of Candy)

Round 26: Sarah: WINNER: Sarah Jane Smith (Doctor Who)

Round 27: Richard : WINNER: Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)

Round 28: Cass : WINNER: Cassandra Cain (Batman)

Round 29: Edward : WINNER: Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Round 30: Carm : WINNER: Carmen Sandiego (Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?)

Round 31: Hal : WINNER: HAL9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey)

Round 32: Sid : WINNER: Sydney Adamu (The Bear)

Round 33: Jack : WINNER: Captain Jack Harkness (Doctor Who)

Round 34: Stephanie : WINNER: Stephanie Brown (Batman)

Round 35: Ash : WINNER: Ash Ketchum (Pokemon)

Round 36: Veronica : WINNER: Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)

Round 37: Kurt : WINNER: Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler (X-Men)

Round 38: Eleanor : WINNER: Eleanor Shellstrop (The Good Place)

Round 39: Nathan : WINNER: Nathan Young (Misfits)

Round 40: Fiona : WINNER: Princess Fiona (Shrek)

Round 41: Gale : WINNER: Gayle Waters-Waters (Chris Fleming)

Round 42: Barbara : WINNER: Barbara Millicent Roberts aka Barbie (Barbie)

Round 43: Sam : WINNER: Samwise Gamgee (Lord of the Rings)

Round 44: Grace : WINNER: Grace Chastity (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)

Round 45: Barry : WINNER: Barry Bluejeans (The Adventure Zone)

Round 46: Raven : WINNER: Raven (Teen Titans)

Round 47: Dan : WINNER: Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

Round 48: Mia : WINNER: Mia Fey (Ace Attorney)

Round 49: Matt : WINNER: Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Round 50: Rose : WINNER: Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Round 51: Robert : WINNER: Robbie Rotten (LazyTown)

Round 52: Lola : WINNER: Lola Bunny (Space Jam)

Round 53: Scott : WINNER: Scott Summers aka Cyclops (X-Men)

Round 54: Olivia : WINNER: Olivia Octavious (Spiderverse)

Round 55: Finn : WINNER: Finn the Human (Adventure Time)

Round 56: Emily : WINNER: Emily Charlton (The Devil Wears Prada)

Round 57: Elliot : WINNER: Eliot Spencer (Leverage)

Round 58: Sonia : WINNER: Sonia (Pokemon)

Round 59: Gideon : WINNER: Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)

Round 60: Jen : WINNER: Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Round 61: Miles : WINNER: Miles Morales (Spider-Man)

Round 62: Lana : WINNER: Lana Skye (Ace Attorney)

Round 63: Spencer : WINNER: Spencer Shay (iCarly)

Round 64: Tracy : WINNER: Tracy Turnbald (Hairspray!)

Round 65: Luke : WINNER: Luke Skywalker (Star Wars)

Round 66: Natalie : WINNER: Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Round 67: Harry : WINNER: Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium)

Round 68: Lucy : WINNER: Lucy van Pelt (Peanuts)

Round 69: Damian : WINNER: Damian Wayne (Batman)

Round 70: Tabitha : WINNER: Tabitha Casper (Dan and Phil Games: Sims 4)

Round 71: Nick : WINNER: Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)

Round 72: Gwen : WINNER: Guinevere (Merlin)

Round 73: Paul : WINNER: Paulette Bonafonte (Legally Blonde)

Round 74: Abigail : WINNER: Abigail Hobbs (Hannibal)

Round 75: Jordan : WINNER: Jordan Baker (The Great Gatsby)

Round 76: Donna : WINNER: Donna Noble (Doctor Who)

Round 77: Morgan : WINNER: Morgana (Merlin)

Round 78: Allison : WINNER: Alison Cooper (BBC Ghosts)

Round 79: Patrick : WINNER: Patrick Star (Spongebob Squarepants)

Round 80: Linda : WINNER: Linda Belcher (Bob's Burgers)

Round 81: Philip : WINNER: Philip J. Fry (Futurama)

Round 82: Clarisse : WINNER: Clarisse La Rue (Percy Jackson)

Round 83: Jeff

Round 84: Maria

[hannahhook7744]

Invisible Truth (Encanto-Descendants Au) Fancast;

Pedro x Alma Madrigal’s Family (Minus Their Kids):

Carmen Salinas as Rosa Yatra Salinas (aka Rosa Madrigal, Pedro's mom).

Avan Jogia as Pedro Madrigal Yatra.

María Conchita  Alonso as Alma Madrigal Botero (formerly Botero Molinari).

Constance Wu as Alejandra Botero-Yee (aka Alejandra Madrigal, Alma’s sister-in-law). 

George Lopez as Raimi Botero Molinari (aka Raimi Madrigal, Alma’s younger brother).

Esai Morales as Benito Madrigal Yatra (Pedro’s Brother).

Tatyana Ali as Beatriz Botero-Yee (aka Beatrix Madrigal, Alejandra and Raimi’s daughter).

Zhang Ziyi as Miranda Botero-Yee (aka Miranda Madrigal, Alejandra and Raimi’s daughter). 

Lorena Forteza as Julieta  Madrigal Botero.

Maria Canals-Barrera as Pepa Madrigal Botero. 

David Castañeda as Bruno Madrigal Botero (with Dev Patel as a younger version if need be).

Christian Marie Serratos as Faustina Madrigal Yatra (Pedro’s Adoptive Niece).

Julieta x Agustín Madrigal’s Family:

Pedro Pascal as Agustín Rojas Valdez (aka Agustín Madrigal). 

Rafaela Cocal as Isabela Rojas Madrigal. 

Maribel Martinez as Luisa Rojas Madrigal.

Paulina Chávez as Mirabel Rojas Madrigal. 

Pepa x Félix Madrigal’s Family:

Mauro Castillo as Félix Espinosa Castillo (aka Félix Madrigal). 

Ron Stallworth as Gabriel Espinosa Castillo (aka Gabriel Madrigal, Félix’s younger brother). 

Neighborhoodcrackelf as Camilo Espinosa Madrigal.

Samantha Logan as Dolores Espinosa Madrigal.

Harold Perrineau as (adult) Antonio Espinosa Madrigal.

Bruno Madrigal's Family:

Louis Garrel as Cesare Madrigal Botero (Formerly Frollo). 

Jan Cina as Cornel Madrigal Botero (Formerly Frollo). 

Robert Sheen as Cyriacus Madrigal Botero (Formerly Frollo). 

Christian Slater as Rick Madrigal Botero (Formerly Ratcliffe). 

Holland Roden as Claudine Madrigal Botero (Formerly Frollo). 

Unknown Extra as Rachel Madrigal Botero (Formerly Ratcliffe). 

Unknown Extra as Mason Gothel (Gigi Gothel’s brother. His and his twin’s father is unknown).

Unknown Extra as Rory Madrigal Botero (Formerly Ratcliffe). 

Unknown Extra as Glenn Gothel (Gigi Gothel’s brother. His and his twin’s father is unknown).

Fiona Frills as Gigi Gothel (Claudine Frollo’s half sister via Frollo). 

Isabela Madrigal x Bubo Marquez’s Family:

Tony Revolori as Bubo Marquez Madrigal.

Carlos David Valdes as Arlo Marquez Madrigal.

Unknown Extra as Miguel Melchor Marquez Madrigal Jr.

Unknown Extra as Zoey Alejandra Marquez Madrigal.

Ciara Rose Feeney as Avila Marquez Madrigal.

Dolores Madrigal x Mariano Guzmán’s Family:

Michele Morrone as Mariano Guzmán.

Julia Rehwald as Princesa Guzmán Madrigal.

Amandla Stenberg as Elmira Guzmán Madrigal.

Corbin Bleu as Oscar Guzmán Madrigal.

Aria Brooks as Fuega Guzmán Madrigal.

Zoey Merchant as Ligera Guzmán Madrigal.

Dafne Keen Fernández as Leta Guzmán Madrigal.

Aiden Fernandes as Javier Guzmán Madrigal and Juan Guzmán Madrigal.

Luisa Madrigal x Ryder Nattura’s Family:

Forrest Goodluck as Ryder Nattura Madrigal.

Raini Rodriguez as Emilia Nattura Madrigal.

Rico Rodriguez as Tito Nattura Madrigal.

Jenna Ortega as Belinda Nattura Madrigal.

Ariana Greenblatt as Silvia Nattura Madrigal.

Alexandro Byrd as Laurencio 'Luis' Nattura Madrigal.

Sophie Olivia Goldman as Amada Nattura Madrigal.

Camilo Madrigal and Mina Madrigal-Prepon's Family:

Shoba Narayan as Mina Madrigal Prepon.

Auli'i Cravalho as Amelia and Sofia Madrigal Prepon.

Jake T. Austin as Carlos Madrigal Prepon.

Marcel Ruiz as Hugo Madrigal Prepon.

Xolo Maridueña as José Madrigal Prepon.

Mirabel Madrigal x Miguel Rivera’s Family:

Omar Rudberg as Miguel Rivera Madrigal.

Xochitl Gomez as Marisol Rivera Madrigal.

Alexys Nycole Sanchez as Mariana Rivera Madrigal.

Khleo Thomas as Marcelo Rivera Madrigal.

Sasha Pieterse as Vera Rivera Madrigal.

Julianna Gamiz as Renata Rivera Madrigal.

Antonio Madrigal’s Family:

Leah Sava Jeffries as Dayana Espinosa Madrigal.

Raphael Alejandro as Giovanni Espinosa Madrigal.

Love Interests of The Next Generation:

Alycia Pascual-Pena as Araceli Peña Merlo (Cesare Madrigal Botero’s girlfriend).

Angel Haze as Amore Pugliese (Cyriacus Madrigal Botero’s betrothed). 

Diego Luna as Simon Cantor Acosta Cova (Cornel Madrigal Botero’s boyfriend). 

Ashley Nicolette Frangipane/Halsey as Mad Maddy Mim (Rick Madrigal's girlfriend).

Colin Morgan as LeFou Deux Beaumont-LePrince (aka Lee, Claudine Madrigal's boyfriend).

Benjamin Flores Jr. as Lin 'Gizmo' Mazorra (Elmira Guzmán Madrigal’s boyfriend).

Unknown Extra as Haruto of Avalor (Princesa Guzmán Madrigal’s girlfriend).

Unknown Extra as Christopher ‘Topher’ Thompson (Zoey Marquez Madrigal’s boyfriend).

Unknown Extra as Vidal Alfaro Pezmuerto (Arlo Marquez Madrigal’s boyfriend).

Unknown Extra as Caliee Beckett (Gigi Gothel’s girlfriend).

Unknown Extra as Ronaldo Ortiz (Rachel Madrigal Botero’s boyfriend).

Unknown Extra as Becca Colyar (Miguel Marquez Madrigal Jr’s girlfriend).

Jacob Batalon as Théotime ‘Time’ Cogsworth (Oscar Guzmán Madrigal’s boyfriend).

José Julián as Prince Diego of Cordoba (Sofia Madrigal Prepon’s boyfriend).

Zoe Saldaña as Rosana Cardoso (Amelia Madrigal Prepon’s girlfriend).

Paulina Chávez as Annabelle Scorfano (Tito Nattura Madrigal’s crush).

Josie Loren as Portabella Neverwing (Emilia Nattura Madrigal’s girlfriend).

Unknown Extra as Felicidad Ruíz (Fuega Guzmán Madrigal’s girlfriend).

Saxon Sharbino as Eleanor Bluefairy-Carmelo of Llyr (Carlos Madrigal Prepon’s girlfriend). 

Lewin Lloyd as Wickley ‘Wick’ Wing (Belinda Nattura Madrigal’s crush).

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May add more fancasts for the families of Alma,  Félix, and Agustín later but as of now I am undecided on it. I will edit the (Insert Actor) parts when I find actors for them. Feel free to add to the list.  This is for my au, the Invisible Truth.  Big thanks to @igetthedisneybox for making the family tree.

[mybworlds]

A caterpillar turning into a butterfly

Pairing: The Hound x Sansa Stark

Summary: Sansa chooses what seems safest in a time of great uncertainty. Sandor, on the other hand, is torn between what he wants and what he should do. Sansa, on the other hand, after so many adventures, needs stability. Did she find it?

TW: language

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When she woke up the next day she found herself full of ash, she shook off most of it, but her face, hands, legs, feet were almost completely blackened. So she went downstairs and without anyone stopping her, she went down to the river.

She remained in her skirt and immersed herself, the water was cold so she didn't stay in it for long, just long enough to clean herself and cool off. When she came out of the water she saw the mysterious young man a little further away, he too was washing himself.

Sansa remained as if hypnotized as she watched his hands caress his limbs, they seemed like hypnotic movements to her and, for the first time in her life, she was moved by an ardour, by a desire unknown to her.

She found herself swallowing hard, her heart pounding in her chest. Her head was telling her to stop it, don't behave like just any girl, get some composure; but the deepest part of her told her no and that what she saw was beautiful, she liked it.

Suddenly the young man turned towards her and saw her, she froze and turned away with an embarrassed expression. What a shame! She dressed quickly and was about to leave, but he had already joined her. "Good morning." he had the robe covering his still wet torso and the trousers that adhered perfectly to his lean body, his hair was wet and dripping with water "Are you running away?" he asked her teasingly, smiling at her.

"N – no." she replied "Good morning." she greeted him although embarrassed by the situation.

"It doesn't matter..."

"What?" she asked him.

"If you were spying on me."

"Oh, no, I don't..."

"Don't lie." He smiled at her again. "I saw you."

"Did you see me?" she repeated, more and more embarrassed.

He smiled crookedly. “Yes. Don’t worry. It doesn’t embarrass me.”

Caught in the act, Sansa fell silent.

"Forgive me." she said suddenly like a fool.

"About what?"

"I shouldn't have... looked at you. I mean... you were... it was... your moment." she replied, stammering and with her head down.

"Weren't you supposed to do something any girl would do? Samel, you are a young woman. You have done nothing improper. I was practically dressed. Don't worry. The gods won't punish you." He teased her a little.

She smiled, "I'm sorry anyway."

He lifted her face. "I would like to kiss you... but I realized that maybe I overdid it last night."

"Do it. Kiss me again." she told him boldly.

“Are you sure?” he asked her as if he were receiving a wonderful concession.

"Yes..." she replied.

"Do you really want this kiss?" he asked again as if to make sure he had correctly interpreted the words of the still wet girl who stood before him.

She nodded and he brought his lips close to hers, first with fear, then with desire when he realized that she was timidly reciprocating his gesture.

Sansa, even though she had already exchanged other kisses, was not yet very experienced and so she did what she remembered of those two kisses exchanged with Sandor. Her heart stumbled and beat faster as he pulled her close. That kiss seemed to upset Sansa's delicate balance, it seemed to give her a strength and energy unknown to her, from that moment she almost felt different. Stronger and more aware of how much he really wanted her.

When he pulled his lips away from hers, Sansa realized she wasn’t breathing evenly. She was out of breath and yet she was suddenly happy. She didn't even remember how happy she was, but nevertheless a part of her insisted on reminding her that that happiness would end sooner or later, it wouldn't last forever.

Sooner or later she would be reunited with her family and it was good that she kept this in mind so as not to completely distance herself from the reality of the facts.

That sudden joy would soon fade and become a memory, she thought. Her childhood, her games, her childhood dreams had become a memory.

"Are you sorry?" he asked her.

He, who was falling more and more in love with her, fervently hoped that she would reciprocate that passion, or at least partially reciprocate. Nothing would make him happier than to love and be loved. How he had missed that involvement, how he had longed to be wanted by someone he also deeply desired!

"No." It was the simple response of the girl who with those clear eyes had enchanted and intrigued him from the first moment.

"Tell me you'll stay with me."

Perhaps, indeed certainly, he had dared too much with those few ferocious words, but the feeling he had for her was devouring him and he longed for an answer that he hoped would once again be affirmative.

"I don't know," Sansa said simply. And it was true. She herself did not know what would become of her, she did not even know if they would see each other again the next day or if in yet another assault someone would take the life away from that wonderful sweet boy the gods had placed in her path. Or if she herself had been kidnapped. It was such a stormy life theirs.

The expression became eloquent on the young man's face, he was saddened by it, but at the same time he understood that he had no right to say those words to her and above all to make any claims on her, Who was he, after all, to stop a young woman he knew practically nothing about?

Sansa placed a hand on his cheek in a caress. "I'm sorry I can't give you the answer you want to hear."

He sighed sadly "No. You don't have to. I'm sorry for my words." He was silent for a few moments before quickly taking his leave.

Sansa heard hands clapping not far from her and then heard "You should see your face now!" It was the Hound, he was sitting behind a bush on the other side of the river, he spat on the ground, he stood up and walked over.

"Were you spying on me?" the annoyed young woman asked him.

"No, it was a pitiful sight! It seemed like one of those disgusting ballads that you like so much, like Jankil and Florance?"

"Florian and Jonquil!" Sansa corrected him, crossing her arms. "But what do you want now?"

"Nothing. But he does." he replied quickly, indicating with his chin the boy who was walking away.

"What do you mean?" she asked him.

He sighed "That he wants to have a good fuck!" he answered her bluntly and making the girl's eyes widen "WAKE UP!" he shouted at her. Sansa lowered her eyes, feeling suddenly naked, defenseless, and feeling equally guilty because a small part of her had understood it, and if a part of her was afraid, on the other hand she was attracted to it, "Unless that's something you want, too."

As usual, Sandor had understood everything. He had been brusque and ferocious with his words, but he had hit the nail on the head, he had hit the nail on the head: the two young people, although they didn't know each other at all, desired each other. They wanted to have an indelible memory of each other.

Sandor felt angry when her silence confirmed to him that this was the way things were. He had foolishly thought that she would argue, deny it, say how much she hated him for the false words he had spoken to her, but Sansa did not argue, did not say you are wrong, did not say she was wrong. Nothing. She looked down, caught in the act, then looked up at him again, and Sandor couldn’t help but read how much he had already understood.

"Do you love him?" he asked her.

What right did someone like him have to ask her that question? What right did he have to feel bad and helpless in the face of what the answer would be? He had always known, but at that moment he denied it, that Sansa would become attached to another handsome young knight. It shouldn't have come as a surprise to him, but the surprise came from deep within him. Never before had he understood how much he loved Sansa and how much he wanted to see her happy.

"If that's the case," he continued, "go to him and tell him."

He didn't say any more words to her, neither mocking nor angry, he simply turned his back on her and went back to sit where he was, he took his flask of wine and began to gulp down its contents, completely ignoring her and the young woman's surprised and shocked look.

Sansa felt deeply shaken by that meeting with Sandor, she had not been able to hide her feelings, she was an open book. Or at least she had become to the Hound.

What she felt in her heart and thought, you could read on her face, was a quality, or defect, that she had always had. She had never been good at masking intolerance, disgust, contempt, happiness. She had always been a good, honest girl.

The Hound had given voice to a feeling that she herself, out of modesty or fear, had silenced, but now that he had, with his harsh words, brought to light what was hidden in her heart, it seemed impossible for Sansa to deny it to herself or to the person concerned.

She turned her back on the Hound who followed her with an indecipherable gaze...

When she returned to the inn, she saw that the straw bedding had been removed, the landlady was sweeping the floor and every now and then muttering words like the gods are taking them away, damn them, Sansa approached the woman and asked about the soldiers, the woman looked at her annoyed and told her that her friend and the others had gone to what remained of a half-ruined tower at the top at the top of the hill overlooking Seagard. After saying a hasty thank you, Sansa ran out and looked up, saw it. It was impossible not to notice it, the stones used were darker than those of the houses in the city, the various windows were devoid of glass and several of them had fallen down. The girl ran at first, then slowed down: she was too high up.

She arrived there almost twenty minutes later, out of breath, the entrance door was missing and in their place there were two soldiers who, seeing the young woman, asked her why she was there and she told them she was there for their commander. The two exchanged a glance and smiled, perhaps they had mistaken her for a girl from some brothel, then they made way for her and Sansa entered.

She was surprised to find that the place inside was anything but dilapidated, there were chairs, tables, some beds and then a spiral staircase that led to the upper floors, the girl, after observing those present for a quick moment, went up. She climbed three more flights, then found him.

He looked out the window. “I saw you coming.” he began. “Are you leaving?” he asked her.

She shook her head, "No."

"Why did you come then?"

"Because I love you." was Sansa's curt reply, no words to accompany the sentiment, no veiled words to clarify what she had just said. That way of speaking would never have been accepted in places like King's Landing. But she was so far away from there now, she was alone. Her guide had in a certain sense turned his back on her and she suddenly felt freed from every bond, from every fear that had previously animated her soul.

He turned around and didn't comment on what she had just said, he simply strode over to her and took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately, with all the ardour that animates his young spirit. They were well aware that this would be their first and last time.

Sansa trembled in his arms, but she felt loved there and it almost seemed to her like a butterfly taking flight, abandoning the cocoon in which she had silently grown. Sansa became a woman in his arms.