#robbsansa

[deaddoveangel]

sansa/robb + "it's my turn now, little sister"

My Turn Now

robbsa (robbsansa) smut | words: 1.8k

summary: Sansa has turned into a little slut, and Robb thinks it's time he had his turn with his little sister.

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[forbidden-love-is-sweet]

Robbsa Writers and Non-Writers!

So I see no activity for Robbsa now. Like none. So I want to put out a little begging and pleading note for ANYONE who likes this pairing to maybe write something? A one shot, a drabble, a fic, doesn’t matter, just something. I would but I suck at writing fics apparently. So Robb x Sansa shippers PLEASE consider revisiting this forbidden ship and write your hearts away! I miss the fics!

[deaddoveangel]

sooo to maybe help get back in the groove of writing send me a ship + a prompt and I'll write you something small for it?? maybe a few sentences or whatever i can come up with 💓

[deaddoveangel]

snippet sunday

(because I want an excuse to share some writing hehe)

tw: sibling incest & explicit language | a snippy from my current robb/sansa smut I have been working on today <3

He pulled his phone from his pocket, glancing at the time once again as if checking would force her to suddenly appear in front of him. It was later than she was supposed to be out and he was growing annoyed with every passing minute. His mind betrayed him as he pictured what exactly his pretty little sister could be doing right now. His thoughts turned dirty quickly as the image of Sansa on her knees with a cock in her mouth forced its way into his brain. Then, the image of her bent over someone's bed as they pushed their cock into her tight little cunt while she moaned beneath them settled into his head and he felt his cock hardening despite the guilt pulling at his chest. "What the fuck is wrong with you," he whispered to himself, his palm resting over the growing bulge in his pants. He adjusted himself, trying to ignore how badly he wanted to touch himself now that the disgusting thoughts and invaded his head. The sound of the front door handle twisting pulled him from his spiral and he watched as Sansa stumbled through the door. She was giggling to herself, swaying slightly and holding onto the wall for support. She was drunk.

npt: @honestlydarkprincess @saturnoringz @the-violent-tenderness @ksbbb @nightshade-emrys + anyone else who wants to join! feel free