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Sansa and Bran 🫀




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Sansa and Bran 🫀
art by cj_khalifP
We invite everyone to join a little three days long event to celebrate Jeyne x Sansa <3 The event begins on May 1st and ends on May 3rd!
The prompts are as follows;
Day One: Childhood & Separation | winterfell , king's landing
Day Two: Stolen Girlhood | post ned's failed coupe
Day Three: Romantic Speculation & Freeform | AUs , TWOW theories , other
We eagerly await any content you may create for the event! See you all on May 1st!
The Young Seer
Sansa waited in King’s Landing with the hope that Robb would be her knight just one more time. // "I won't free him, not even for Arya and Sansa."
my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. sansa v — a storm of swords.
The Bastard and the Lord Commander
They were above the tree line here, exposed to the elements. Alayne was thankful that she'd dressed so warmly. Her cloak was flapping noisily behind her, and a sudden gust blew back her hood. She laughed [...].
Their road was a crooked series of stone steps carved into the mountainside [...]. Here and there the stone was shattered from the strain of countless seasons, with all their thaws and freezes. Patches of snow clung to the rock on either side of the path, blinding white.
[...] Myranda Royce came up beside her. "We have had a letter from your father," she said, as casually as if they were sitting with their septa, doing needlework. "He is on his way home, he says, and hopes to see his darling daughter soon.” [...]
"Was there more?" she asked. The Eyrie was such a lonely place that she was eager for any bit of news from the world beyond, however trivial or insignificant.
"Not from your father, no, but we've had other birds. The war goes on, everywhere but here. [...] Oh, and the Night's Watch has a boy commander, some bastard son of Eddard Stark's."
"Jon Snow?" she blurted out, surprised.
"Snow? Yes, it would be Snow, I suppose."
She had not thought of Jon in ages. He was only her half brother, but still . . . with Robb and Bran and Rickon dead, Jon Snow was the only brother that remained to her. I am a bastard too now, just like him. Oh, it would be so sweet, to see him once again.
[...]
All around was empty air and sky, the ground falling away sharply to either side. There was ice underfoot, and broken stones just waiting to turn an ankle, and the wind was howling fiercely. It sounds like a wolf, thought Sansa. A ghost wolf, big as mountains.
Sansa Stark has been a queen for five years now! Long may she reign.
I'm running with the wolves tonight