Any jonsa fic recs? Preferably completed but I'll take anything lol
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Any jonsa fic recs? Preferably completed but I'll take anything lol
“Won't it be a problem that you're a professor and I'm a PhD student?” Jon asked her.
Love ain't a science CHAPTER 3 is availabe !!
Jonsa | Jealousy + drunk sex
cherry wine
After a long night of having to endure the shameless parade of ladies being thrown at Jon's feet, and way too many cups of wine, Sansa ended up wandering the Keep in a drunken haze. Barefoot, angry, and infuriatingly aroused, she somehow made her way into his chambers. Only to find them empty. Part 2 of the Sweet Delights series
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Before Spring - Chapter 5
Sad day. I thought about not posting, but that wouldn’t be fair to you guys 🥹
Well, I don’t even need to say that @elasticminotaurpyre was the one who proofread it, right? 😅 I also asked for his opinion a lot on a few things, and I think it turned out really good. I hope you enjoy it ❤️
Bran and Arya might want to accompany their father. He had imagined that much. Bran out of concern, Arya because she would never accept being left behind if she knew Jon was involved. But the question that came next did not come out. Is Sansa coming too? Catelyn seemed to hear it all the same. “Yes. Bran and Arya are coming.” The pause was brief, but enough. “Sansa as well. Though I suspect she is being made to come.” Jon kept his face still. Or tried to. Catelyn continued, with a more evident edge of hardness. “Sansa is well-bred enough to know that, at this moment, her place should be at the young king’s side.” Young king. Joffrey. The name came with a foul taste. Jon imagined gold, red, a crown, a firm hand on Sansa’s waist. The image came too quickly, too vividly, and he crushed it before it could fully take shape. “Then you understand why I ask,” Catelyn said. “What is so grave that Ned must come here immediately, bringing all the children, even knowing Sansa’s duties?” Jon had been expecting those questions for days. Since Robb had written the letter. Since it had become clear that Ned would come. Since Catelyn had begun watching him with that look of a woman who sensed danger but did not yet know from which side it would come. Robb had been busy with Wynafryd and little Rickard, with servants, lords, messages, and the weary joy of a new father. Catelyn had waited. Now she had come looking for answers. “You will know soon,” Jon said. “That is not enough.” “I did not imagine it would be.” “Then explain.” Jon looked at her. For some reason, he smiled. There was no warmth in the gesture. “I think you may like what I have to tell Lord Eddard.” Confusion passed across her face before she could hide it. Jon held her gaze. And the thought came, cruel. Would you have treated me like a son if you had known?
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Joffrey VI
Talla truly was beautiful, and Joffrey knew that he didn't deserve her.
Jonsa | Fairytale AU
Little Lady Sansa Stark disappeared from King's Landing during the celebrations for Prince Joffrey's fourth nameday, and was never seen again. From the North to the South, search parties scoured the Seven Kingdoms for the missing daughter of House Stark, but she was never found.
Jon Snow grew up beneath the shadow of his half-sister's disappearance and the yearning to be something more than an unwanted bastard. On his eighteenth nameday, he leaves Winterfell with a single promise: to find the lost wolf of House Stark and bring her home.
In the Reach, Alayne Flowers is raised by a loving, if often absent, father and the household that has always been her family. Clever, kind-hearted, and blissfully free from the burdens of noble life, she spends her days reading, sewing, tending her gardens, and wandering the countryside that has always been her home.
Until one morning she finds a half-dead knight lying in her woods.
Fairytale AU | A blind knight in distress and the fair maiden who takes him in.
*not inspired in any specific fairytale, it’s just the vibes
I had this idea for a one shot (yes, will not be a long fic) where I mix and match different fairytales (Rapunzel, Robin Hood, Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping Beauty) and create my own, but make it Jonsa. I was thinking of writting it for my birthday (november 5th) and as a celebration for my 1 year of posting on AO3 (september 21st), but I wanted to know you guys opinion on it!
Love ain’t a science | M |
The Love Hypothseis (College Au); Fake relationship; Mutual Pining; One Bed !!
“Won't it be a problem that you're a professor and I'm a PhD student?”
Jon Snow will find himself forced to fake a relationship with the myth, the legend, the most beautiful and intelligent woman in the department: Sansa Stark, ‘The Duchess’. Feared by everyone, admired by him. Because he knows that, deep down, she isn't who they say she is.
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I wasn't sure about posting this :s so I hope you guys like it !!!!
Winter Is Coming - Chapter 15
Updating again without giving you guys a heads-up here, just to see if that keeps problems from showing up on the days I post. 😅
This chapter is dedicated to @sansa306, who had a birthday this week! ❤️
And of course, a huge thank you to @elasticminotaurpyre well, because once again he was the one who beta-read and corrected the chapter! 🥹
Jon stepped away from the table. “You want to believe him. Of course you do—you want to believe in the handsome knight with golden hair...” The accusation hung between them. Sansa felt her anger rise slowly. “He earned my gratitude,” she said. “I will not pretend he did not. He saved me when no one else would come. I began to see him differently after that.” Jon stood still. “But that is not love,” she continued. “It is not desire. It is not what you are implying.” “I did not imply anything.” “You did not need to.” Sansa took a step forward. “You think I let Jaime go because he is handsome, because he is a knight, because he came to the Vale as though he had stepped out of a song. You think I cannot tell gratitude from love.” Jon didn’t answer.
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