#myalayne

[bymyhandsinister]

Life kept moving and Mya stood still. Winter came to the peaks of the mountains and people descended from the Eyrie. For a moment, when Mya was guiding Lord Robert down to the Gates, she almost lost her balance. She thought she would fall, but the moment passed, and Mya was still there. For better or worse.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.

Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

You can read chapter 6 here

[g0lightly]

jon 🤝 sansa

having gay thoughts about the lannisters

Inspired by this tweet about Jon's description of Jaime in AGOT which reminded me that Sansa also paid close attention to Cersei's beauty and eye color in ACOK. Personally I love to headcanon Jon and Sansa as the token queer siblings but between this and the fact that they both have oblivious crushes on androgynous dark-haired bastards of the same sex (Satin and Mya*) in their respective locations at present makes me wonder if that's GRRM's headcanon too 😭

*Jon's interest in Satin is more obvious but I've written about Sansa's (apparent) attraction to Mya and how it parallels Jaime's initial thoughts about Brienne here. Funny enough, that analysis also includes a connection to Cersei lol.

[bymyhandsinister]

“Why now? Lady Lysa died almost three years ago. He had all this time to do this.” “Now the winter has come.” “You say it as if it were so simple.” “For me it is, and I made him see it that way as well.” Alayne raised a hand to Mya’s lips, before she could start to protest. “I did not tell him to make you any special offers. I only suggested that he will need improvements at certain posts. He had made his own choices.” She had not taken the hand away. It smelled like rosewater and lemons. The palm briefly touched Mya’s cheek and then Alayne turned away. Mya thought she saw a flash of red. She did not let her mind linger on that.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.

Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

You can read chapter 7 here

[bymyhandsinister]

Jon Arryn was dead and no one truly knew how to feel about it. The old people cried, those who could remember him. Many could not. Some, when told their lord died, thought it meant Nestor Royce. Mya herself had no memory of Lord Jon. When she asked about him, Marilda only shrugged. “He was old even then,” she said. “He smelled like an old man too, you know.” Everyone said that he was honorable and good, so it must’ve been true. Still, it was difficult to grieve an honorable shadow, and the grief was quickly forgotten in the disarray of his widow’s return. Lady Lysa brought the Arryn heir back, and for the first time in fifteen years the Eyrie became occupied.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.

Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

You can read chapter 3 here

[bymyhandsinister]

safe up here with you (1/?)

Mya Stone had a dozen mothers and a shadow of a father, whose absence loomed larger every year, as the last memories of him dimmed.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules. Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

[bymyhandsinister]

The winds were growing colder every day, bringing snows with them. High in the mountains the wind felt like a flay but here in the Gates it seemed more like a lover’s caress. It was not the lover whose touch Mya wished for at the moment. She had seen Mychel only twice in the months since he left with Ser Lyn. Now, at last, the date for his knighting was set. Unfortunately for them both, it was set because of the looming threat of a war.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.

Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

You can read chapter 5 here

[bymyhandsinister]

safe up here with you (2/?)

Larra, or perhaps it was Elder Aly, once told her that if you spoke a secret into a crack in the rock, it’d leave your body and travel down the stone roots to the heart of the mountain, deep underground. Mya licked her lips and leaned in. A secret given to the mountain was said to remain a secret forever. And so, Mya told the mountain of the first time she thought of another woman in a way a man might.

Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.

Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.

[g0lightly]

Sansa's (possible) attraction to Mya Stone mirrors Jaime's attraction to Brienne

As part of my Briensa brainrot posting, I want to establish one of many parallels between Sansa and Jaime. I think the text may be setting up Sansa’s attraction to women, specifically gender-nonconforming women like Mya (Edit 2026: Ok this is wishful thinking but I stand firm that it would improve Sansa’s story if he was setting her up for an eventual romance with a GNC woman). The way Sansa describes women’s appearances versus men’s appearances is more similar to straight male POV characters than to other female POV characters, as this post does a fantastic job of demonstrating. Specifically, I’d like to point out that the way Sansa thinks about Mya in her men’s clothing mirrors the way we initially see Jaime think about Brienne in hers. 

[Mya] could be pretty, if she would dress up like a girl. Alayne found herself wondering whether Ser Lothor liked her best in her iron and leather, or dreamed of her gowned in lace and silk. - Alayne II, AFFC

As the above post also points out, Sansa has to contextualize her potential attraction to a woman — an unconventional woman at that — through the eyes of a man as it’s not ladylike to have such thoughts about other ladies. Later in this chapter she repeats this question to Myranda Royce, excited to have an older girl to ask such a question.

“Do you think Ser Lothor likes [Mya] as she is, in mail and leather?” She asked the older girl, who seemed so worldly-wise. “Or does he dream of her draped in silks and velvets?” “He’s a man. He dreams of her naked.” She is trying to make me blush again. - Alayne II, AFFC

Sansa is so curious about this that I have to wonder if Ser Lothar is indeed the one with a crush. Mirroring Jaime, she goes from imagining her unconventional crush in her men’s clothing to imagining her in the kind of clothing she understands to be beautiful. And then she’s prompted to picture her naked.

He amused himself by picturing her in one of Cersei’s silken gowns in place of her studded leather jerkin. As well dress a cow in silk as this one.  - Jaime I, ASOS

Afterward, Jaime jokingly (or not so jokingly) asks Brienne to remove her clothes to prove that she is a woman. This is a much more cruel and direct sequence of thoughts/interactions than what we see with Sansa and Mya, though that’s fitting of Jaime and Sansa’s characters at these very different places in their respective arcs. Nevertheless, both are characters used to being valued for their conventional beauty (and their ability to conform to gender roles) attempting to understand their own interest in unconventional beauty that does not conform to gender roles.