Death and His Maiden

Hello I’m Ms Rosebud and this is my side blog dedicated to all things asoiaf and SanSan ✌🏻also, header image is not my art 🙃

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SwiftSnowmane’s SanSan fic rec list

Welcome to my SanSan rec list! Really just a collection of various SanSan fics I’ve enjoyed over the years. There are no doubt far more extensive masterlists available out there, but this one has been curated according to my personal taste for book!SanSan. 

For stories set in canon-verse and centred around King's Landing, I've included numerous pre-Blackwater, Blackwater AU, and/or post-Blackwater divergences (w/ aged-up Sansa). For stories featuring the Vale, the Quiet Isle, and other future scenarios, the selections reflect my preference for fics that focus more on the characters' emotional journeys rather than on the political side of things.

As for Alternate Universe settings, several of my all-time fave SanSan fics are historical or modern AUs. Imo, a good SanSan AU is one of the best forms of escapism out there!

Note: Ongoing fics that have been updated within the past year are marked as ‘WIPs’. Any fic that’s not been updated in longer than a year, I’ve labeled as ‘Unfinished'.

Canon 'verse:

pre-Blackwater/King’s Landing:   

The Gift of Mercy by Pasansansan

“You don’t know what you're playing with, girl. Teasing a wicked old dog like that.” He angled his face at her, burned side first. “Don't you know what dogs do to wolves?”  King's Landing fic, pre-Blackwater divergence. 

*** a classic King's Landing SanSan fave!

Riot by girloficeandfire

It's the day of the bread riots in King's Landing, and Sandor saves Sansa from those who mean to harm her...but things don't quite end the same way they do in A Clash of Kings... An iconic classic, to me.

The Magic of Sight by SootheTheWrath

They would live in a home with mosaic floors and sheer silks would do little to hide her creamy skin. But she would be inside, free to work her needles and embroider black dogs on a field of autumn grass. And he would keep her safe.

Quenched by Rambo

There’s a feast at the Red Keep. Sansa leaves early, done with the festivities. On her way back to her chambers she encounters the Hound drinking in an alcove. (Shameless smut, one-shot)

Copium by blue___rose

Sansa brings the Hound a ribbon. (Very hot, smutty one-shot)

Nay, Not Friends by prawnmonger

“Don't look at me like that,” he warns her sharply. “People will think you can stand to see my face.” (One-shot, warning for Joff's torture)

Peach by BlueVelvet

A gown rips and Sansa gets new ones. (Adorable SanSan one-shot)

THE SAGE AND THE FOOL by Aealo 

The Hound takes Sansa Stark to Red Keep's Godswood in order to distract her out of a melancholy mood and cheer her up a bit. Tensions are a little high as neither party knows what to make of each other. Romance and angst wrapped in more romance and a bit of fluff. 

HIDE AND SEEK by Aealo

Sansa Stark gets lost exploring Red Keep's infamous and dangerous network of ancient, hidden passageways. As usual, the Hound comes to the timely rescue. Or does he have his own reasons for being there in the first place?

KNIGHT OF THE DOG-ROSE by Aealo

Sometime after the bread riots, Sansa Stark finally works up the nerve to thank Sandor Clegane in person for saving her life. A squabble erupts between the two. The conflict is resolved with a tentative truce, which in turn transforms into a different kind of tension altogether.

If I Had A Heart by bravelikealady

Punishment is for Sansa to take... from Cersei, from Joffrey, all his white knights. But mayhaps she will not take it from the Hound any longer.

Sanctuary by trippingdaisy

Sandor visits his little bird in her bedchamber before the royal feast. SanSan sneaking around behind Joffrey's back. Sweet and tender smutty one-shot.

Mine by blondsimone

“It’s only fair, your grace.” Sansa breathed softly, clasping her hands demurely in front of her. One-shot, drabble.

Always Find Me Here by wildsky

WARNING: Non-con/Dub-con. As punishment, Joffrey makes Sansa and Sandor 'do the deed' while he watches. (Yes, the premise sounds extremely off-putting, but the author handles this scenario very skillfully. I usually avoid non-con, but this fic is a rare exception.)

The Look by LadyTP

She felt dizzy, fully aware of how his eyes were sweeping over her body - those hard grey eyes that always seemed to follow her around the court. One-off, a small glimpse into what could have happened in King's Landing during ACOK... Sandor tries to protect Sansa from Joffrey's wrath in his own way, but doing that he discovers that the situation has its unexpected advantages for him too. (Dub-con: Sansa undressing for Sandor, but no actual touching.)

No Coincidence by girloficeandfire 

Sandor's point of view of the Clash of Kings scene/conversation with Sansa on the serpentine steps in the Red Keep.

A Clear View by starbird1

A retelling of Sandor and Sansa's conversation on the roof from Sandor's POV as well his reaction to her flowering and his feelings on the coming war.

Skin From His Bones by Inert_PenMaid

“Bugger that. All of you is a lie.” The steel was twisting in his hand, kissing her temples. “Flutter the Red Keep caped like the Ghoul of Harren all you want. This Dog would know you any place, anywhere. And he knows where you go.” Pre-Blackwater. The Hound discovers what he wants from Sansa.

Leftovers by Rebel-of-spades

Sometimes leftovers are better the second time around. Sansa gets a gift, and Sandor is the one to deliver it. One-shot.

The Joust Champion’s Favor by DefinitelyNotBruceWayne

Sansa gives her favor to someone she wouldn’t have expected to even participate in the tourney. Delightful alternate version of the events of the Hand’s Tourney. 

untie all the ropes by Mirime

She seeks him out after she has been hurt. 

Blackwater AU:

Into the Wood by Walter Gilman (Unfinished)

A divergence after Blackwater. Classic, quintessential dark fairytale-esque SanSan, evoking the style of Angela Carter. 

*** A highly formative Blackwater AU fic for so many SanSan fans. Though sadly it appears to be abandoned/unfinished. 

Promises by fortinbrasftw

After Blackwater Battle Sandor and Sansa run across broken country and eventually the narrow sea. An underrated, beautifully-written Blackwater AU. 

Under A Silent Sea by squidproquo

Sansa and the Hound share a cabin on their way to the Summer Isles, but everything changes with a nightmare, or maybe a dream… Gorgeous imagery, and tender, emotional SanSan smut.

behind closed eyes by HouseOfPotatos

Images flickered behind his eyes. Fleeting flashes of something, of someone. A guiding hand of the Maiden. Or perhaps a sign he was finally dying. Or better yet, dead. 

Dark Before Dawn by pinkolifant 

Series of drabbles about the night of the Blackwater. Unique use of alternating second-person and third-person PoVs.

A Silent Prayer by trippingdaisy

While on the road, the Hound catches Sansa ‘praying’. (Sexy post-Blackwater scene.)

Nine Nights by SarahC (Unfinished)

Having escaped King's Landing following the Battle of the Blackwater (yay) Sandor has carried Sansa on Stranger's back as far North as he can... until the weather closes in. Lots of snow, just one room at the inn, and nine nights (count em) that our lovelies will have to spend together before they can get back on the road. What could they possibly do to entertain themselves, hmmm?

Across the Startled Sky by simplyprologue

She understands why the groom wraps his cloak of protection around his bride. This has all felt more real than anything in her life, like nothing else has felt since her father’s head was placed on a pike. Gorgeous and evocative SanSan one shot.

All the Things She Never Said (and those she did) by onborrowedwings

She rides behind him on his big, badly tempered horse and wonders whether she made the right decision or not.

Longing by thedevilchicken

Sandor thinks he should hate himself for thinking about her. He finds it hard to muster the enthusiasm. Sandor's thoughts about Sansa, as he lies alone awake at night after fleeing the Blackwater. (Canon events, rather than AU. One-shot)

Beyond the Ice & the Fire: How Fragile is the Heart by Caroh99 (Unfinished) 

Sansa escapes with Sandor during the Battle of Blackwater, little guessing that it will change both their fates forever. Far away lands and a journey of self-discovery for both await them.

post-Blackwater/Purple Wedding AU:

I Knew You’d Come by SongsInTheSeptry After the Battle of the Blackwater, as Joffrey’s cruelties deepen, Sansa and Sandor circle each other - bound by fear, pain, and something more. ‘The green night had marked them both, it seemed, and they had been burning in it ever since.’ *** a brand-new King's Landing SanSan fave!

A Home That Won't Explode by acipenseridae (WIP)

As a rule Sandor Clegane does not play cyvasse, but lately he’s been experimenting with stealing pieces from the board. - Sandor returns after the Battle of the Blackwater, and is there to whisk Sansa away after the Purple Wedding. Absolutely gorgeous, dreamy fic, featuring SanSan on the run together and living in an abandoned woods witch’s cottage. 

*** stunningly gorgeous, beautifully written, slow-burn romance

In the Heart of the Night by tini243

Sandor doesn't leave at Sansa's requests during the Blackwater, and, despite the risks, they begin sneaking around the Red Keep together. But what will happen if someone discovers their secret relationship? 

Unexpected by Shadow_Belle

It's not Ser Dontos to her rescue, but the Hound.

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by deslabe (WIP)

After fleeing Joffrey’s murder, Sansa travels through the forest alone only to be discovered by the Hound. In a desperate attempt to persuade him to let her go, she proposes a bold deal: her virtue for her life. Though he accepts the trade, it doesn’t go the way she planned. (Note: while the ‘deal’ made in the first chapter is inherently dubious, there’s no non-con in this fic.) Highly angsty w/ beautiful writing.

Song of the Wild by Kitsfic (WIP)

When Sansa is thrown into the dungeons of the Red Keep, she finds herself in a cell neighboring the fearsome Hound. As the months tick on, they must hold fast to each other and their sanity. When an opportunity to escape arises, they fight to survive and find a little bit of normalcy in a world gone mad. Very unique premise for a KL AU scenario. 

post-Quiet Isle/The Vale/Future fic:

These Scars We Wear by wonderland

Sandor Clegane discovers that death does not always mark the end of a life. Sometimes it's only the beginning. 

*** Beautifully-written SanSan. My personal favourite Quiet Isle reunion fic. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!!! 

Rescue by sansasparky

Alayne knew they expected her to be afraid, when the Hound came. Good ol’ wish-fulfillment SanSan fic, how I love thee!

The List by sansasparky

Sansa was weighing up which would be more valuable – the power of a Queen, or the anonymity of a courtier? Defying the Blackfyres, or evading Petyr’s kisses? – when it came to her that the sixth name on the list was not an apparition. They truly thought to offer up Sandor Clegane as a husband. In spite of (or perhaps because of) its seemingly ridiculous premise as an excuse for indulgent wedding night SanSan smut, this fic is an iconic classic. 

Moon gates by Maroucia

While at the Gates of the Moon, Sansa has twisted thoughts about the Hound. Maroucia’s appreciation for the ‘harsher’ side of Sandor Clegane is unmatched! The SanSan dynamic is rendered all the more dramatic and gripping for it. 

Quiet by Egleriel

A savage gust tore the pilgrim's shawl from her head as Sandor admonished himself. No locks of deep, rich chestnut threaded through with bright copper and dark bronze, just ordinary brown hair on another anonymous traveller.

A lord sends his pious bastard into seclusion on the Quiet Isle to prepare for her marriage. The septry is a place where penitents can learn inner truths in the silence - but in case of any doubt, a dog can smell a lie. (part 1 of 'Simple Things')

Warm by Egleriel

Sandor wasn't sure what sort of a mad fairytale he'd blundered into, but he didn't remember any that involved sitting in a dank hold on straw that stank of horsepiss. The fair lady next to him looked up into his face with the same shining earnestness he'd seen there years ago, when she was a girl watching knights at a tourney. He thought of her father's tourney. In the songs, it would've been her hand the victor won, not a bag of dragons scrounged up by Littlefinger.

Sansa and the Hound leave the Quiet Isle seeking a new start in the Free Cities. With the baggage of their respective pasts, and the world at war, there's a balance to be struck between retaining their true identities and forging the peaceful life they both crave. (Part 2 of 'Simple Things')

Hand on Your Heart by Littlefeatherr 

Sansa recognizes Sandor by his hands. She could encounter him as a hooded and robed brother on the Quiet Isle or he could show up in the Vale in disguise, but Sansa knows it’s him because she’d know those hands anywhere.

The Magpie's Song (Mama, I'm Coming Home) by ruebellab (Unfinished)

There’s not a soul out here save for himself and the dead men in the ground, and Sandor looks up at the bird over his head - the only possible cause of the song.

He supposes, for half a second, that he could be imagining it. He had just been thinking of her, and of that memory in particular - the night she sang to him while the world had burned green and terrible.

On the tenth night by ruebellab

Sandor tries to look out for his little bird but Sansa has her own ideas. (sensuous post QUI smut)

With Eyes Closed and Deep Inside by redcandle17

Sansa and Sandor together, from each POV.

Pretend He's Himself by redcandle17

Sansa likes the new Sandor who's been changed by his time on the Quiet Isle, but it's the Hound she wants in her bed.

A Mutually Beneficial Agreement by redcandle17

Sansa and Sandor both get what they want.

An Idiot Prayer by bravelikealady

There are wooden gods on the Quiet Isleand Northern ghosts in the Eyrie...all the same, the lilacs bloom

But Now the Sun is Streaming by bravelikealady

He finds her at Maidenpool and this time she goes with him.

Stolen Moments in the Dark by Helholden

Sandor comes to Sansa’s room in the dark while she sleeps, but he intends to wake her and have her all for himself.

Pursuit by AllTheDances

A hound hunts a little bird, but the dog is the one who's been caught.

Window in Your Heart by the_moonmoth (Unfinished) 

Losing love / is like a window in your heart / everybody sees you're blown apart – Paul Simon, Graceland. On the Quiet Isle, Sansa finds a ghost in the lichyard.

Raven by the_moonmoth 

They meet again after a decade. 

Bliss by the_moonmoth

Sansa speaks up about what she wants. 

Lemoncakes by the_moonmoth

She was eating lemoncakes from a platter when he entered her solar.

Possibilities by simplyprologue

No one knows what the future holds. But possibly, a lot of sex.

The Sixth Death of Sandor Clegane by Shadow_Belle

Letting go of the Hound is a death and a rebirth.

The Harlot and the Hound by Shadow_Belle

Five years after ACoK Sandor stops at an inn to wait out the storm and buys himself an evening of entertainment, but he gets more than he bargained for.

A Kind of Rebellion by Mindset

"All I can think is that it must be a kind of rebellion / to arm your fears like soldiers and slay them."

Already Burned by Inert_PenMaid

The Gravedigger considers that his soul might be saved. And his feelings for a certain Stark he knew long ago.

Pas de deux by wonderland

All she wants to do is dance.

Atonement by wonderland

Small gestures can make large impressions.

Marching Song by kimberlite8 

Sandor's war letters to Sansa while he is on campaign. An epistolary smutfic. "It feels so sweet to fall asleep with your words in my head, your letters underneath my hand. Like I could actually believe that with all the world has to offer, you chose to sit in this muddy tent only because I was here."  

Quiet by Atiaran

Early SanSan reunion fic, set post-ASoS. Written pre-AFFC/ADwD.While this fic was written prior to GRRM's introduction of the Quiet Isle, the author had great foresight in choosing the theme and title! (see also Tally Sticks and Nothing Left by the same author)

Northern Lights and Midnight Sun by Ownsariver (Unfinished) 

Picking up where GRRM left us.This is an ASOIAF version, with a continuation of GRRM's plotlines. A classic post-QI/The Vale SanSan future fic. 

Alternate Universe:  

Historical AU: 

Regency Era: 

No True Gentleman by sansasparky

When Miss Sansa Stark scandalously and very publicly disappears with her jilted suitor, Mr Joffrey Baratheon, all of London believes them to have reconciled and eloped. If Miss Stark should return unmarried, her reputation will be ruined and no gentleman will ever wish to wed her.

Miss Brienne Tarth knows very well that Sansa wants nothing to do with Baratheon, and is certain that he has abducted her. However, if she wishes to find them, she must enlist the help of England's most eligible (and in her opinion, most useless) bachelor, Mr Jaime Lannister.

Trapped and frightened, Sansa takes comfort wherever she can. The only person to show her any kindness is the formidable Mr Clegane, who can hardly be considered a gentleman; but how can she expect him to help her when it would cost him everything he has?

*** Hands down one of the best SanSan fics I’ve EVER read. (Doubles as a delightful Braime fic with heavy doses of Gendrya, as well)

1940s/WWII/Film Noir: 

Ring Twice for Sansa by KimWexlers_BrownHair

“I shall never forget the weekend Sansa died….” New York, 1947. When young fashion magazine editor Sansa Stark is found murdered in her apartment, Detective Sandor Clegane questions those closest to her in life: her Pygmalion mentor and famous columnist Petyr Baelish and her playboy fiancé Harrold Hardyng. The more testimony he hears about Sansa’s warm, charming character – and the more this reminds him of an episode from his own past – Sandor finds himself falling under the dead woman’s spell…but all is not as it seems. Follows the plot to the classic 1944 film noir Laura, but with its own SanSan twist. 

Smoke Filled Rooms by loonylovergirl (WIP) 

Post-WWII in Washington, D.C. Robert Baratheon is running for re-election for President, with Ned Stark as his Vice President. Sansa enjoys days by the White House pool, and lavish dinners and gifts. She basks under her boyfriend's attentions and contends with his quickly changing temper. When Ned Stark is assassinated days before the election, Sansa is left alone in the lions' den. Her only ally, if she can call him that, is Joffrey's bodyguard, a man that frightens and intrigues her in equal measure. After the war, Sansa Stark returns to the city to hire a private investigator and find some closure for her father's murder. To her shock, the investigator she has hired is the man she knew all those years ago. He no longer frightens her. Her feelings do.

Don't Look Back by emmiemac

Los Angeles 1947: After returning from the Pacific, Sandor Clegane settles as a cop in L.A. One night in a bar he sees a girl that he had tried so hard to forget. But Sansa Stark has changed and though he still feels the desire to protect her, as well as less noble desires, he is determined to discover why she has changed her name and appearance and will not reunite with what is left of her family. Will she trust him enough to let him help her? Dark and angsty film-noir SanSan. A long-time fave. (Note: Dubcon elements.)

Other historical eras: 

HEART SHAPED BOX by Aealo

1920s. Sansa owns a sweets/baked goods shop, Sandor is a jousting competitor at a local medieval faire and happens to stop by. Inspired by the film Chocolat.

Perfect Match by SimplyLucia 

1965. Bouffant half updo and go-go boots: Sansa pretties herself up for her dinner with Joffrey but when she arrives at the Lannisters', he's already gone...

Step Into Christmas With Me by Gefionne 

1970s. It's Christmas at the Lions Department Store, and Sandor is Sansa's secret admirer.

Tuesday's Gone by Dr_Supernova_Dragon_Cat 

1977, Texas. Gripping, sexy, suspenseful. Sepia-toned Stephen King-style eeriness meets sultry, smutty SanSan shaded in depth.

When Sansa’s glittering dreams turned to a nightmare, she flees back to her hometown in Texas to pick up the pieces and agrees to take part in a prison pen pal program. She writes to an inmate she knows nothing about, Vietnam War veteran Sandor Clegane.

Through their letters, mutual intrigue blossoms into tantalizing attraction, but a series of oddities and a string of murders grip the Texas plains, shattering Sansa’s illusion of peace.

As Sandor faces the prospect of freedom, he and Sansa find themselves embroiled in a darkness they didn’t anticipate and high stakes that threaten their future. Through it all, they forge an unbreakable bond. Now if only they can survive the storm that’s coming…

Thunderstruck by Dr_Supernova_Dragon_Cat

1980s AU. Hair Metal/Arena Rock SanSan. Straight-laced and a yuppie in the making, Sansa is dragged to a metal concert by Arya and Gendry where she captures the eye of the guitarist of the band Cannibal Star. Crude and lewd, Sandor is everything Sansa  was certain she didn't want. Even with this unlikely match, sparks fly and misadventures ensue as their two worlds collide. 

Modern AU: 

The Secret Garden by SongsInTheSeptry

Sansa is running from her past. Sandor has buried his.In the hush of their apartment building, something begins to grow - between the woman who forgot how to ask for more, and the man who never thought he deserved it. Part meet-cute, part emotional rollercoaster and healing journey. With some incredibly sexy smut throughout. Heartfelt and beautifully written.

Alrighty Aphrodite by acipenseridae (WIP)

When University of Minnesota student Sansa's spring break plans change at the last minute, she finds herself at one of the Baratheon beach houses instead of on the couch with her dog like she hoped. Sand castles, alligators, matching tattoos, and forced proximity to a certain bodyguard ensue.

Les bons temps by blue___rose

Sansa's neighbor is in a hardcore band. Evocative New Orleans setting, spot-on SanSan characterisation, and sexual tension you can carve with Sandor's butcher's knife.

lighters just like stars by Warflower

Terribly far from home, Sansa attends a concert. Escaping from a series of abusive situations, Sansa ends up on a road trip with a metal band. Charming and bittersweet one-shot. 

Eleven Years Ago by HouseOfPotatos (WIP)

Set between 2011 and 2022. Sandor works as a security guard for the Starks. Over the years, he forms an unlikely bond with Sansa.

Sweet, Sweet Lemon Drop by HouseOfPotatos

In the early 2000s King's Landing, Sansa is being held prisoner by the Lannister family and their loyal Hound. Dark, angsty modern take on the (book canon events) of the Blackwater (aka, not a divergence). One-shot.

Do you like ABBA? by HouseOfPotatos

Sansa is not sure she thought it all the way through when she agreed to move in with her crush, Sandor Clegane. But then again, who knows what could happen?

The Secret Between Us by ThePineapplePrincess

After the murder of her parents Sansa can’t shake the memory of the officer who was there for her that night. Burning of the Blackwater-esque. (Sweet n' hot smutty one-shot)

The Magazine Cover in the Care Package by BlueVelvet

The openly admitted goal, to Sandor spending his leave at his SEAL’s team partner Robb Stark’s cabin, was to put up a pre-fab shed in the backyard.... Sandor had agreed, thinking that, one, said “cabin” would actually be a cabin and not a huge-ass “mansion” or “ski lodge” or whatever the old money tosser wanted to call it. And two, that “by the way, my sister will be staying over for a night or two,” meant Arya, whom, as Robb well knew, was the only Stark sister Sandor had ever met. (US Navy SEALS AU)

Glorious we transcend (into a psychedelic silhouette) by ElixirBB

The first time he sees her, she’s in the garden wearing a blue dress, a wildflower in her hand and swaying to the soft violin music floating from inside the party. He thinks he could love her then.

to my core, he pointed north (to stars never seen before) by ElixirBB

Sansa Stark is a good girl. Really. She is. (Smutty one-shot)

Dance with Me by Whedonista93

Baelish makes a disapproving tutting. “Really, sweetling, dancing with the hired help. What would your mother say?” An underrated gem. 

The C Train by MissBMarie

Above them, the PA system crackled to life.“Next stop: 5th and Pearl St.” the automated voice rang. Sansa hurriedly unzipped her bag to pack her book away. “This is my stop.” (Meet-cute on a train.)

What Are You Doing New Year's Eve? by Dr_Supernova_Dragon_Cat

What does Sandor Clegane know about Sansa Stark? For starters, she thinks mayonnaise is an abomination, unabashedly adores fairytales, is crazy about lemon cakes, scary movies give her nightmares, coffee in the afternoon keeps her up all night, and, during the blazing heat of summer, she melts into an adorable, whiny, irresistible mess. But what does he really, truly know about her? He knows that he’s spent the entire year falling for her and, at the office holiday party, he has just one burning question for the girl who showed him to his desk on his first day, became his best friend and confidant, and who has single-handedly turned his world upside down. Office romance. Mutual pining. Friends to Lovers. Fluffier than the marshmallows Sansa sneaks into Sandor's coffee.

Dating Naked by ruebellab (Unfinished)

Good girl Sansa Stark wants to break out of her shell, she's looking for love and it's time to do something radical. With five days in the Summer Isles and three naked dates, will she find it? (Inspired by the VH1 program 'Dating Naked'.)

Upstairs by Jillypups

Sansa Stark is the new owner of a bar in downtown Tucson, and she's hiring staff. At the start of it, she can only afford a bouncer/bar-back. In walks a big gruff guy named Sandor Clegane. Extremely hot modern SanSan AU smut. I mean, whoa.

They'll Never Let You Walk Away by theirwolf

Once content in the Lannister underworld, Sandor Clegane has never believed in happy endings - but Sansa Stark still deserves one. Mafia AU. One of my long-time fave SanSan AU's. Dark and angsty and just perfect.

Other/Misc. fics: 

SanSan one-shots by Redcandle17

A collection of Redcandle’s classic SanSan one-shots, as there are too many to list individually!

from the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion by Anonymous

Those great paws of his could only ever promise death. How many hapless little creatures had descended into the bottomless pit that was his belly? Haunting and memorable dark fairytale SanSan, inspired by Angela Carter's 'The Tiger's Bride' (with nods to the iconic SanSan fic, 'Into the Wood'). Counts as both a pre-Blackwater AU as well as a Blackwater divgerence.

Running with the Hare and Hunting with the Hound (the Reboot) by kimberlite8

Sansa Stark has a coming-of-age dream about an encounter between her adult self and Sandor Clegane. A series of vignettes about the sexual and moral fruition of Sansa Stark and a character study about the duality of Sandor Clegane. An Angela Carter-esque erotic awakening story in the vein of The Company of Wolves, this is an illustrated novella and is meant to be read in the manner of a real book with two pages side by side.

*** Along with being an iconic SanSan masterpiece, this story has also been one of the most formative and influential fics of my fanfiction experience.

[shripscapi]

I love your ASOIAF art, its so comforting to look at. would you ever draw Sansa and Lady? like them hugging or sleeping curled up together!!!!!

this is not quite what was asked of me, but hope it’s okay anyways!!

I feel like I rarely see Lady depicted as a pup which imo is a missed opportunity for big ole ears

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Jon & Ghost doodle

for Jon Week 2026 // Day 2 - Family & found family

[pamurpamur]

No listen listen!

Because the combover is so interesting to me from a character study standpoint. If you think about it it is almost bizarre that a man like The Hound who is feared no matter what he does or doesn’t do, who could use the scarring to his advantage to put fear into opponents, who wears his ugliness in such a cynical manner etc etc etc, grows his hair long to cover up the side of his face that was eaten away by fire.

There is some restraint towards giving in completely to evil, deep in him.

I believe the hair indicates visually that he refuses to fully rejoice in the badness of the world around him. If not, why wouldn’t he flaunt surviving his brother like a medal, and instead hides it, keeps it away, as if it was something so bad that it had no place in the world, can’t be worded or revealed.

I think that he believes fully that there is no pride to be taken from surviving such a thing, only hurt, and maybe pity to be found in people knowing the truth .

It’s not just about being ugly and insecure about disfiguration, but it is also somehow hatred towards the evil around him that forces him to conceal such a thing from people. Deep down Sandor is good and he is ashamed. He is convinced the suffering and the pain that his brother cruelty inflicted on him in a way make him freakish, something inside of Sandor recognizes the pain and the ugliness of the world’s ways and is repulsed by them.

He is not just any ruthless fighter like some other characters, but more disillusioned if anything.

Also when he tells Sansa about his brother burning his face I believe you get a glimpse of that, some sort of almost childlike sense of nobility still left in him that makes him burn with anger in adulthood. Idk idk I’m just thinking

[vrgo-venus]

Daughters of The North

[caproptera]

Sansa Stark. Little Dove or She-Wolf in silk?

[timeforwolves]

Hound and wolf pup by EtceteraArt

[witchthewriter]

𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

Also this is 18+ ... we acting like grown ups.

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑨 = 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 (𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒙)

Sandor isn’t the softest man, but he does take care of you afterward, even if it’s in his own grumpy way.

If he sees you’re exhausted or sore, he’ll grunt, roll over, and pull you against him. "Tired, are ya? Hmph. Should’ve thought about that before beggin’ me for more." (Yet his rough fingers are already rubbing soothing circles on your back.)

He always stays, even if he doesn’t say much. His way of comforting you is holding you close, resting a heavy arm over you like a shield.

𝑩 = 𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 (𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓’𝒔)

𝑂𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓: Sandor doesn't exactly...like his body. Well, that's not completely true. He does like how big and strong he is - he takes pride in it. But what he likes the most is his voice and its affect on you. With a few words, he can make you shiver.

𝑂𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢: He adores your thighs. Doesn’t matter if they’re thick, thin, or somewhere in between. He grips them possessively and worships them when he’s between them. ("These legs? Mine.")

𝑪 = 𝑪𝒖𝒎 (𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒖𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚)

He loves finishing in you; it’s primal. Watching it drip out of you? He nearly loses his mind. If you’re on your knees? He grabs your jaw and makes you look at him as he finishes. His voice is low, husky; "Fuck, just like that. Gods, you’re perfect."

𝑫 = 𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 (𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚, 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔)

Clegane does like to command you. Snarling in his heat, grabbing at your body, telling you what to do.

𝑬 = 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚? 𝑫𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈)

He’s somewhat experienced. Most of his encounters have been rough, quick, and impersonal. But with you? He learns patience. He learns what you like. And gods, when you whimper his name, he learns that he enjoys worshipping you.

𝑭 = 𝑭𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍)

Doggy style, always. He loves gripping your hips, watching your back arch as he fucks into you. But he also loves taking you against a wall, pinning you there, making you feel just how strong he is.

𝑮 = 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒇𝒚 (𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒆𝒕𝒄)

Sandor is not a smooth talker. He’s gruff, sometimes awkward, but his dry humor sneaks in. "Yer gonna be the death of me," he mutters, staring at you sprawled out beneath him, breathless.

𝑯 = 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒓 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍-𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚)

Very hairy; chest, arms, legs. Doesn’t care to shave much and he doesn't touch his pubic hair either.

𝑰 = 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕…)

Not great with words, but his actions say everything. He grips your hand in the middle of it, presses his forehead to yours, and when he’s feeling particularly soft, he kisses the crown of your head after.

𝑱 = 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑶𝒇𝒇 (𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏)

If you aren't around ... he obviously does. But he does have patience.

𝑲 = 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌 (𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔)

Breeding; he wants to hear you say it. How much you want his pups. That one sentence makes him go completely and utterly feral.

𝑳 = 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑭𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐)

Anywhere secluded—he’s not big on risks, but he loves the thrill of taking you somewhere unexpected.

𝑴 = 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒏, 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈)

Watching you submit to him, knowing you trust him. That makes him hunger for you like nothing else.

Grabbing him by the belt, and tugging him closer to you? Mhmm...mhmm

𝑵 = 𝑵𝑶 (𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒅𝒐, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒔)

He would never hurt you. He may be rough, but he’s not cruel. Not to you. Never to you. And he will not share. The thought of another man touching you? He’d rather burn the whole kingdom down.

𝑶 = 𝑶𝒓𝒂𝒍 (𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍, 𝒆𝒕𝒄)

Loves receiving; seeing you on your knees, eyes pleading for his fat cock. But gods does he fucking love giving even more. He pins you down and devours you until you’re a trembling mess.

𝑷 = 𝑷𝒂𝒄𝒆 (𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉? 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍? 𝒆𝒕𝒄.)

Fast and rough most times. He loses himself in the moment, grips your hips, pounds into you like a man possessed. But when he’s feeling softer? Slow, deep thrusts while he watches every expression cross your face.

𝑸 = 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒆 (𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒙, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏, 𝒆𝒕𝒄.)

Not his favorite, but if he’s starving for you? He’ll fuck you up against a tree, growling in your ear, making you keep quiet.

𝑹 = 𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒌 (𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒔, 𝒆𝒕𝒄.)

Sandor wouldn't mind tying you up, especially when you've been a brat all day. He'd enjoy takng you to the edge, and then leave you there, left crying for more.

He might let you take control; if you can catch him completely off guard.

𝑺 = 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕…)

Insane stamina. He can go for hours if he wants, especially when he’s desperate for you. One round? Never enough.

𝑻 = 𝑻𝒐𝒚 (𝑫𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒚𝒔? 𝑫𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎? 𝑶𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔?)

No, no experience with toys... I mean lets be real here - Westeros doesn't have them? But he wouldn't mind using them if they were created.

𝑼 = 𝑼𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓 (𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆)

Smirks when you beg, because he knows no matter how much you tease him; he can physically control every move you make. He's that much bigger, taller, stronger.

He wants you near pleading. But as soon as you whimper, he's undone.

𝑽 = 𝑽𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒆 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆)

The noises he makes are fucking filthy. Deep groans, growls, low grunts. And the first time you moaned his name? He growled so deep it made your legs weak.

𝑾 = 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒅 (𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆)

Loves watching you sleep after. He’ll never admit it, but his eyes soften, his fingers trace your bare skin, he presses his lips to your forehead and takes in your scent.

𝑿 = 𝑿-𝑹𝒂𝒚 (𝑳𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔)

Big. Thick. Heavy. Enough to stretch you open, make you feel every inch. And when you think he can't be any bigger, surely he's fully inside you, he pushes further.

𝒀 = 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆?)

Sandor would never verbally say it but he is constantly yearning for you. He daydreams about your smell, the way you squirm beneath him, grabbing his arms, sucking on his fingers...he basically makes himself hard.

𝒁 = 𝒁𝒁𝒁 (… 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔)

He stays awake long enough to make sure you're okay, then falls asleep until sunrise.

[shebsart]

western au doodles

[bighound-littlebird]

Sansan by Azulolivart

@azulolivart

[vesperkyno]

Lady Sansa

[shesalittlelost]

getting back into asoiaf and it just occurred to me that apparently, Sandor Clegane is among the many characters that inspired the darkling and lmaoo. is this a fandom invention or something Leigh actually said?

[whodied66]

arya and sansa stark of winterfell

[transduin]

Imagine smoking weed with Sandor Clegane to help him relax for once

His hand shakes each time he holds a lot match or waits (im)patiently for you to light it for him.

"I have an idea," you say, the smoke already clearing some of your inhibitions as you take a large pull into your mouth, leaning forward and hovering very close to Sandor's lips. He's frozen, not sure of what your plans are, until your lips meet and you exhale the fresh smoke into his mouth.

It's the only way he wants to smoke now

[germanich]

That unnameable pain That incurable longing for something But there is nothing

[germanich]

The Hound

[germanich]

I also had this sketch idk