RedBirdBlackDog

Write some stuff, read a lot. Please don't follow if you are under 18.

[thevibraniumvoid]

Yes I re-read my own fics because I wrote them for ME

[landshark1339]

Wish that bitch would update though.

[redbirdblackdog]

When an author you love plays a fast one on you. You start reading and engage, but something is off. Soon to realize it's a relationship you do not endorse or dynamic you are not into. But... you realize I do like this pairing. It's different but refreshing. Then... I do like this dynamic. I'm into it. (Really I'm into that? Like really into it.)

And that happy little accident opens your eyes to something you never knew you were missing.

[realboyaegon]

agot, catelyn ii | A Dream of the Past: Sir Isumbras at the Ford (1857) by John Everett Millais | agot, eddard iii | wolves by Alfred von Wierusz-Kowalski | agot, eddard iv | “Abraham’s Daughter” by Arcade Fire | agot, sansa iii | “battle of the bastards” | agot, eddard xv | The Heretic by Frank Craig, 1906 | agot, eddard iv | “winter is coming” | “In the Bleak Midwinter” by Christina Rossetti, 1872

[diazami]

I feel this in my soul

[tigerkid14]

[thevibraniumvoid]

Yes I re-read my own fics because I wrote them for ME

[landshark1339]

Wish that bitch would update though.

[redbirdblackdog]

I swear one of these days I'll write again.

[redbirdblackdog]

Chapter 5: Keep You

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Sansa whines with objection, lifting her head to look at him, knowing she must look wild and wanton and untamed. Sandor looks at her with heat in his eyes, his chest heaving.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, Little Bird."

Written by: Glittergoth114, @princessneleam, @orangetabbywrites, @redbirdblackdog, Vermillion_sunrise, Zosimos_Zinky

That's a wrap! Thank you all for reading.

[redbirdblackdog]

Chapter 4: One Night With a Stranger

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

She can’t quite believe she’s here, in her kitchen, in the arms of a virtual stranger. Not the stranger she’d intended to spend a passionate night with, either.

Written by: Glittergoth114, @princessneleam, @orangetabbywrites, @redbirdblackdog, Vermillion_sunrise, Zosimos_Zinky

[redbirdblackdog]

Chapter 3:

Texty Surprise

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

(Unsent) ME: I’m not this Oberyn

(Unsent) ME: I’m just a guy who digs ditches for a living and thinks you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen

(Unsent) ME: I’m ugly as fuck, you don’t want to see my face

(Unsent) ME: I’m just Sandor

[redbirdblackdog]

Hi,

It's me!

I take the showering your giftee with love and weekly check-ins very seriously.

I hope you're well, what's that weather like where you are?

Story ask for the day; what's your favourite thing or most liked quality about Sansa?

🎄

It snowed on Monday, it was a surprise. Just icy by the time I woke though.

Chilly and rainy mostly, a bit of clear, cold shy here and there.

Sansa... I think how she tries to see the good. Sometimes it's a failure seeing the good when it covers up too much bad. That's my favorite though. The moment when she helps Lancel, likely saving his life even though he had been unkind before. When she finds a tiny bit of beauty in the whiney Sweet Robbin. And of course how she somehow seems to surprise an angry Hound with sweet words in a world that is doing her wrong. The little moments she sees the tiny bit if good through all the bad.

[redbirdblackdog]

Chapter 2

Unknown: Do I Look Pretty?

As he unlocks his phone his jaw drops. There's a picture of the fucking maiden herself. He shifts his phone closer, examining the screen closely.

Another ping.

It stops his heart, he almost cries out as the picture is bumped up as a text comes across.

UNKNOWN: Do you like it?

Is this a scam? Some gorgeous woman gonna milk him for every last dime?

"Fuck it… I'm in," he clicks on the text box when his phone pings again.

UNKNOWN: I just want to play. I won't bite, I swear.

UNKNOWN: Unless you want me to.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[redbirdblackdog]

Happy Monday!

I am so excited about this prompt and I've gotten the outline done

My question for the week; if you could pick one single trait of Sandor's that you LOVE, what would it be?

🎄🎄

Oh my god his hands. You know his hands have got to completely amazing. Strong, and rough but gentle with the things he cares about. Strong manly hands just melt my butter. Then the forearms... I could just...

Oh did you mean personality trait?

Hmm. Canon wise, although cynical he sees a lot of contradiction of promise vs action and reality. He hates that deception. If you're awful, be awful. He has a lot of walls built up but I think once they're down, or climbed over, he'll be all in. Totally devoted. His devotion I guess is number one.

I hope that answered the question.

[redbirdblackdog]

Chapter 1

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Sansa is coming out of a bad break-up, and the best way to get over the golden fuckwit (Arya’s words, not hers) is a night out with the girls. She’ll flirt with some guys and maybe ask for their numbers, but NO ONE who is ANYTHING like Joffrey, who has been blowing up her phone all night long. Mother be merciful, those Quiet Isle Iced Teas are kicking her booty and might be impairing her typing.

A collaboration: GlitterGoth114, Neleam, OrangeTabby, RedBirdBlackDog, Vermilion_Sunrise & Zosimos_Zinky

[redbirdblackdog]

Hi!

Surprise, I'm you're secret SanSan Santa! Thank you for the wonderful prompt, I can't wait to get started 🥰

To get started, what are some of YOUR favourite holiday treats, traditions, etc?

I like candied almonds, peppermint bark and spicy gingerbread cookies,, homemade of course.

I love making Christmas cookies and the mess and chaos that occurs with it. Sprinkles everywhere, every color of frosting you can imagine. *Just saying... cookie making could lead to some tasty but naughty shenanigans*

We have a strange tradition too. Late on Christmas Eve we go and get midnight (usually 10pm) donuts. It's silly and random, but a different tradition.

I do love the varying traditions people have and their attempts to merge them together. Little culture clash leading to brand new traditions.

**Any interpretation of the prompt is fine, use your artistic license. Loose representation is fine.

I'm excited, thank you so much.

[redbirdblackdog]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Sandor parks haphazardly in the first spot he finds, "fuck, fuck, fuck," he mutters as he jogs up to the entrance of the hospital. 

He's been through all this before, but he's never not been there with her. They have five daughters and he has been there every time Sansa's gone into labor. Every time. Now he's regretting going out to the work site this morning. 

He stops at the front desk, "Sansa Clegane," he offers glancing down the hall hoping to catch a glimpse of her. The receptionist looks up at him strangely. He can't read the look in her eyes, but the veracity of sympathy fucking chills him to his core.

[nevereverletgo]

[nevereverletgo]