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lemoncakz · 1 month
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jonsa au— lyanna lives/arranged marriage 
—“It was said after the birth of Lord Eddard first daughter with his Lady wife Catelyn. That Lord Eddard arranged a marriage with his young Nephew and His first daughter Sansa. To unify and make house Stark stronger.”
“They were wed under the Weirwood tree. And the grand feast that accompanied their wedding was grand and extravagant. Bringing a new generation of Starks to live in the walls of winterfell.”
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ohhaveyouseenme · 2 months
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jonsa pirates au
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jxnsas · 3 months
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in celebration of today’s news, here’s one of my favorite jonsa manips so far!!
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sailorshadzter · 2 months
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more targ!jon x sansa cause yeah
im kind of obsessed rn???
He’s struck by the sight of her, draped in glittering gold silk, her hair unbound. 
He’s never seen something more beautiful, he’s certain of that, likely to never see something as lovely as she was this night. “My lady,” he greets as she approaches, her hand to his lips for the briefest of kisses. She’s smiling now, blue eyes gleaming in the candlelight, dipping him a curtsy that steals the breath from his lungs. “My lady wife,” he corrects himself as their hands meet, prepared to fall into step of the dance the musicians play. 
They fall into step as if they’ve practiced these moves over and over again- he doesn’t know, but she has, for she was diligently taught to dance as part of her upbringing in the North. “Husband,” she purrs the word in a way that sends chills down his spine, something he’s never thought to experience in all of his life. For someone who was hellbent against a marriage at all, he’s never been more thankful to have gone through with it. He spins her out and back again, both of them well aware of the hundreds of pairs of eyes upon them, for the dance floor has been cleared to allow space for the prince to dance with his bride alone. The court cheers and watches with dazzling smiles, most of them shocked to see their usual brooding heir smile in a way as he does now. 
And it isn’t just the court that watches, for Rhaegar watches from his place on his throne, one hand wrapped around the stem of his golden goblet. “Ser Gerold, say, have you ever seen my son so happy?” The man at his side leans over, a sly smile curving on his lips as he shakes his head. “Nor have I… Marriage will suit him, perhaps more than I thought.” He turns back to watch as they meet at the center of the room, hands clasped, both breathing hard, the beauty that was Sansa Stark glowing in the candlelight. He has made a good choice, it seems, for his typically stoic son. He watches as Aegon takes her by the hand and leads her away, through the crowd and out the glass doors onto a balcony where they disappear from sight. 
The night is warm and still, the twinkle of the stars catching her eye as she leans forward against the balcony railing. “I hope tonight has been to your liking,” Jon says as he comes to stand behind her, his words surprising her as she stands back upright, twisting around to face him with a gentle smile. 
“Better than I ever could have imagined,” she speaks honestly, reaching for his hand as she’s done before, but her eyes tell him everything her words did not. In truth, she once had been afraid to come here, to come to King’s Landing alone, leaving her family behind, all so she might marry the rumored dark and angry black prince, but… She’s found herself to be happier than she ever imagined she could be in life. It was almost unreal, this feeling she had for him, like it could be stolen away at any moment. “I daresay that I am the luckiest of women alive.” it was not often that a woman found herself to be so truly loved, wanted, adored, by the man she was to marry.
Jon is inching closer now, one arm snaking around her waist, drawing her in as close as he can. She’s tilting her head back, red hair a waterfall down her back; he longs to run his hands through the length of it, to twist the locks between his fingers. “And I am the luckiest of men,” he replies, forehead to hers, lips hovering across hers; they’ve only shared one kiss since their wedding vows and he’s somehow nervous now that they are where they are. But she is the one to kiss him now, lips finding his in a feverish way, as if his kiss was the one thing keeping her anchored there. Her hands slide into place into his array of curls and he’s pressing his palms into the small of her back, marveling at how perfectly she fit against him. 
When they break apart a few moments later it’s so they might stand there together in each other’s company, holding onto these last few seconds of privacy before they must return inside to the party. “Shall we?” He asks, offering her his arm, which she happily takes with a radiant smile. They would have all the time in the world, for privacy, after all.
And so they return inside, both knowing their lives together had only just begun.
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chaotic-good-dm · 6 months
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Jonsa Halloween 2023: Day 4 - Ghost
Jonsa Gothic AU
Jon Snow had never expected to inherit Winterfell. He’d grown up aware that he was distantly related the Starks—a poor cousin precariously balanced on one of the less sturdy limbs of their aristocratic ancestral tree—but it had meant little to him as he attempted to scrape together a life for his mother and himself on his meager clerk’s salary.
He’d felt sorry for the Starks when he’d learned of the illness and tragedies that had cut the family down. And even then—when he’d read about the duel that had taken the life of the eldest Stark son, the hunting accident that had killed the father, the jealous lover said to have strangled the daughter on the day of her wedding, illness that had taken the lives of the younger children, the mad grief that had brought about the mother’s demise—he’d still not excepted the letter informing him that the Stark fortune, including Winterfell, was now his.
Upon taking up residence in the large, drafty manor, he begins to have visions of a young woman—skin pale as ice, hair red as blood—dancing through Winterfell’s shadowy halls. He is certain that she is the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen and he cannot help but desire her. He is also quite certain that she’s been dead for at least a year.
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wandering-scavenger · 6 months
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"The netherworld is not a safe place for the living. If you are to succeed in bringing Jon Snow back, you must keep your head down and speak to no one." the Red Woman whispered, her eyes boring deep into Sansa's own as her knife cut into her palm. "I must warn you, he will not be the same when he returns."
Sansa Stark reaches Castle Black only to discover that her distant half-brother has been murdered. When Lady Melisandre suggests that their shared blood may be the key to saving the Lord Commander, she journeys into the land of the dead to find him. But death has not been so kind to Jon, unveiling all the secrets and sins of the past that resounds through the present. When hope comes in the form of a girl he has only dared to think of with his last breath, the moment their bloodied hands intertwine seals his fate as a traitor in all the ways that count.
for the @jonsa-halloween event  🎃
day 1 👻 (october 27): resurrection - bonfire - witch
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tinylittlepistols · 6 months
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Jonsa Halloween 2023
Day 5 (October 31st): Free Choice
Resurrection/Witch/Spirit
Jonsa AU (Inspired by Practical Magic)
Since leaving the North to attend the most prestigious fashion school in the South, Sansa has had a made a lot of mistakes. Leaving the safety and protection of Winterfell, which has been the Stark family estate for hundreds of years, was one of them. Making the wrong friends and trusting the wrong people was another. But dating Joffrey Baratheon was the worst of them all.
When Sansa drops out of school, and leaves her dreams behind to hide out in the Vale with a scandal-plagued Joffrey, things go from bad to worse. What started out as the occasional shove or insult from Joffrey has turned into black eyes and broken ribs.
Miserable, missing home, and done with Joffrey — and with love — Sansa leaves the Vale in the middle of the night and heads back North to what’s left of her family (plagued for generations with a curse, Stark men never make it back past the Neck if they journey South); a curse that has already claimed their father and their big brother Robb.
Sansa never expects Joffrey to follow.
When she finds herself dragging her ex-boyfriend’s dead body out of her childhood home (specifically, the greenhouse floor, where he dropped dead the second time, not the kitchen table, where he died first) and through her mother’s magical garden, with her little sister late one cool autumn night, she knows she’s really, really messed up.
It isn’t until two (very handsome) Federal agents show up the next day looking for a missing Joffrey, that Sansa begins to think the family curse is alive and well and about to get her arrested for murder. That is, if Joffrey doesn’t get her first.
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Featuring two witchy sisters bonding over murder and magic, a mother still grieving her dead husband while raising two teenaged boys on her own, and dealing with her own mess of a sister (and her sister’s sheltered young son) a rowdy Rickon, who’s as wild as their uncle Brandon used to be, an observant Bran, who may possess magic to rival all the Starks put together, and a pair of Federal agents who are about to meet two women who will change the rest of their lives (if they don’t get them killed — or fired — first).
* With bonus agents Lannister and Tarth, who deal exclusively in cases of the paranormal, spooky and just damn weird.
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kiinghanalister · 2 months
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Today feels like a jonsa day, anyone have recs that are 5k+ that aren’t a modern au?? Leaning towards canon divergence 🥺
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estherruth-jonsatrash · 3 months
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New Chapter: Protect Each Other
Chapter 18 of Protect Each Other is on ao3 now!
Preview:
Jon headed to the crypts, a mix of duty and love in his chest which soon turned to love completely as he found Sansa before his mother’s statue. She looked caught when she spotted him, a blush stained her cheeks so they matched her rosy lips.
“Jon,” she spoke softly, looking between him and the likeness of Lyanna Stark, as if searching for the words to explain herself.
Jon’s throat suddenly felt very thick. “You’ve lit a candle for her?” he asked, and he could hear the rawness in his voice.
“Yes,” Sansa said nervously. “I—I have since before we knew…” she finished uncertainly, eventually her eyes coming back to meet his own. ---
Jon has two important conversations that push him to reckon with his parentage.
Set in an alternate season 7 and a sequel to Your Protector!
Or read Protect Each Other from the beginning.
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ansheofthevalley · 4 months
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In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said – A Jonsa College-Holidays AU
It's the Holiday Season, and the New Year might bring new chances in love. Since she was fifteen, Sansa Stark has had a crush on her big brother's best friend, Jon Snow. Not even in her wildest dreams did she imagine he would ever see her as more than Robb's little sister. Since he was a teenager, Jon Snow has had feelings for his best friend's little sister, Sansa Stark. He never went after the girl of his dreams because he didn't want to mess up his friendship with Robb, who was like a brother to him. Now, with both of them in college in King's Landing, new shots are begging to be taken. After a tumultuous relationship, Jon is ready to let go of the things holding him back and finally go after who he wants. After a bad relationship left her hesitant when it comes to love, will Sansa let go of her doubts and fears and go after what she desires most? Spending two weeks together with their whole families under one roof will help... Right?
Hurt/Comfort; Fluff
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ohhaveyouseenme · 3 months
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jonsa set it up au
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ladysanza · 6 months
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Jonsa Halloween Event
Day 5 / 31 October: Free Choice (Vampire)
Jon blinked at the soft yellow light in the room.
No, not a room, a bathroom.
Warm water surrounded him, a pink tub. Pink everything. From the tiles on the wall to the floor to the ceiling.
The smell of lavender and something citrus starts to wake him up to the point that now he acknowledges the body behind him and the infinite legs around his waist. 
Where am I- he starts to think when a sweet voice speaks directly in his right year
"Are you back, my love?"
Sansa - the name comes to his mind.
There is something in there saying that he should be afraid and try with all his might to leave, but it's too numb to be recognized. 
And really, why would he leave? 
There are fingers moving lightly on his hair, everything is warm and cozy and smells good.
He threads his hand  through the water and notices that it has a light reddish color that he finds it curious. She must see his stare - “A few always scape, I am sorry” - she says while she envelopes her arms around his neck - “I won't take anymore today, just rest” - and starts to give little kisses on a sore part of his neck.
It's satisfying.
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jonsatrashcan · 5 months
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bluedaffodil21 · 7 months
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Can anyone recommend any time travel, fix-it, Jonsa fanfics?
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chaotic-good-dm · 6 months
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Jonsa Halloween 2023: Day 1 - Witch They say that the Queen in the North is not a mortal woman like you or I. They say that she is a terrible witch. They say that, when the moon is full, she transforms her lover into a white wolf and together they hunt in the dark cold winter forests of her lands until the rivers run red with blood. They say that even that is not enough sate her hunger.
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wandering-scavenger · 7 months
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thy love is winged and nameless
chapters: 3/3
word count: 30k +
tags: jon the huntsman, sansa the faerie, celtic folklore inspired, slow burn, fairytale au, explicit sexual content
summary
He recalled Bolton’s words just as he recalled what his mother taught him long ago: the day you tell your name to fair folk is the day you lose your freedom, perhaps forever.
Jon Snow saves a fae girl from certain death and discovers on their journey to return her home that perhaps the price of his name is worth more than just a life that is safe from the whims of fair folk.
read here ❄️🐺🧚‍♀️
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