#thewhxtewolf

[winterfellswolfqueen-a]

My Crushes:

snxwbvrnbvstard

boltxnbastard

thewhxtewolf

watcherandshield

vengefulhonor

thedragoninthesnow

worshipsonlydeath

sansadaily

feastforthecrown

[winterfellswolfqueen-a]

Again...Not even surprised. ILY guys much. 

@thedragoninthesnow @ladyalinabolton @vengefulhonor @thewhxtewolf

[winterfellswolfqueen-a]

My Crushes:

watcherandshield

thewhxtewolf

snxwbvrnbvstard

wolf-queen-named-stark

ladyalinabolton

justanotherrpmeme

sansadaily

sansalayned

boltxnbastard

[louvereinemoved]

“HONEY, I’M HOME” /FKSHGJKSGGS

I WILL BE MARRIED FOR A WEEK TO THE FIRST PERSON IN MY ASKBOX WHO SAYS “HONEY, I’M HOME”

“Of course you are, welcome home...”Sansa grinned at Jon softly beforereaching up to brush her fingersagainst his softly. “I suppose we’remarried.”

[herunfailingkindness]

(Halloween) JonxMarg!

(Halloween) Give me a ship and I'll tell you who:

Choses the pumpkin: Margaery.Carves the pumpkin: Jon. Jon's going to carve that pumpkin in the most lovely way. Gets scared and clings the other in a haunted house: They both do. The both of them don't really like scary things.Matching costume idea: Margaery! She wants to match with her boyfriend.Makes a cozy bed-fort to cuddle in: Jon. He's really good at that.Steal’s the other’s candy: Jon. He's got a sweet tooth.Accidentally gets lost in a corn maze: Jon. Margaery grew up in Highgarden! She would never get lost in a corn maze.Tells spooky stories to scare the other: They don't like scary stories.Collects cool-looking leaves: Margaery.

[louvereinemoved]

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Send a Ⴢ for my muses reaction to yours groping them under the table.

The King in the North and the Lady of Winterfell were subtle in their attentions to one another. A stolen glance, a touch of her fingertips against his. Very private with their feelings. Alone in their solar, Sansa sat mending one of his shirts. The fire crackled in the corner loud and bright. Jon stepped in with a soft hello, before closing and bolting the door behind him.

Sansa just inclined her head toward him and continued working. "Supper's here if your hungry." A supper that she had yet to touch was spread out on the table, two cups of wine, and a flagon of ale for him. She was pushing the needle through the fabric once again when she noticed how close he sat next to her. Setting the shirt to the side, she began eating with him slowly. His hand found her knee through her layers of fabric and she looked up at him.

This was subtle. Slowly it raised as if waiting for her permission. Sansa lifted his hand and placed it against her stomach, hoping he would get the picture and wander toward where she wanted him. "I want you, Jon..." As if hearing those words for the first time, he drew in a breath before turning to face her and kissing her deeply.

[louvereinemoved]

"It's all for you, Sansa. Don't you see? Everything I do.. I do it for you. I was brought back to life.... but not even that... made me thought I had a purpose in life. Until the moment I laid my eyes on you back at Castle Black. I.. I am no poet, my sweet girl. I cannot sing... I can't do any of those things. But, I can promise you... that I will never leave your side. And will only love one, and that is you, sweetling."

DELLA DECIDED TO KILL ME!

His hand cupped her cheek for a moment. She felt his thumb brush against the apple of it. His thumb is rough, just like his hands. They are pressed against one another curled up in their shared solar. They are trying to stay warm by the fire together. He’s... Admitting that he loves her. She raised her gaze to meet his and she whispered. “I’m yours, Jon. I love you, you know that.” She kissed him gently, suddenly, without prompting. Her cool fingers tugged him toward her and she tucked herself closer to him. “I would never want you to sing for me anyway... I’ve heard that voice of yours.”