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[thelittlebirdandthemeandog]

commission by Sabictali and here my other commissions.

Don't address me as "sir." I'm called the Beast! I don't like compliments. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sandor Clegane snarled at her. "Spare me your empty little compliments, girl...and your ser's." (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

At first I was indeed afraid, Father. Now, I sometimes feel like bursting out laughing. But, then I look into his eyes and they're so sad, that I have to turn away from crying. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. "He was no true knight," she whispered to him. The Hound threw back his head and roared. (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

Belle: He's entrusted me with the key to his treasure. He has complete confidence in me. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

But Sansa understood. She knew the secret of his burned face. (A Storm of Swords - Sansa I)

Belle's Father: You manage to feel sorry for him? Belle: I bear his presence, because I'd be happy if I could make him forget his ugliness. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

"Is the Hound the champion now?" Sansa asked Ned. "No," he told her. "There will be one final joust, between the Hound and the Knight of Flowers." But Sansa had the right of it after all." (A Game of Thrones - Eddard VII)

[korolevasansa]

In the dark, I am the Knight of Flowers, he had said. I could be good to you. But that was only another Lannister lie. A dog can smell a lie, you know, the Hound had told her once. She could almost hear the rough rasp of his voice. Look around you, and take a good whiff. They’re all liars here, and every one better than you. She wondered what had become of Sandor Clegane. Did he know that they’d killed Joffrey? Would he care? He had been the prince’s sworn shield for years. 

[overrunbyscotss]

My imaginary Sansan universe be like

[azulolivart]

🖤Sandor and Sansa🖤

[thelittlebirdandthemeandog]

commision based on Frankenstein done by @tropicoola here my other commissions.

"Why do you let people call you a dog? You won't let anyone call you a knight."

"I like dogs better than knights. [..] A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. " (A Clash of Kings - Sansa II)

This is my Christmas present for the stunning Sansan's community as a celebration of the love we all share for this couple and the love they share for each other : romantically or platonically they are each other's world.

the best thing about SanSan is that it doesn't even need to be a romantic love story to be one of GRRM's best demonstration of love and knightly devotion in those books anyway: man walked through terrific flames after being guilty of high treason to the crown just to save the only soul that doesn't see him primarily as a cruel monster and yet still accept her refusal and blame it on none but his own cruel actions. She is accused of high treason against the king, researched to be killed, potraited as enemy of the kingdom and yet all she cares about is if him now hate her.

Ah, did i mentioned that their relationship started with him ridiculoulizing her faith in true kinghts and merciful gods and then he end up crying for fail in his porpoise to be her white knight and is saved by death thanks to a priest?

And obviusly i chose this base because both couples have a story rich of marriage imaginery.

[hetyaa]

Sansa and Sandor

[oddlygentle]

somewhere in the North

[twt-dianjcho]

sansan and their children

[nipuni]

Hardy making enemies with the confidence of someone twice his size without a heart condition 😔

[thelittlebirdandthemeandog]

commission by Sabictali and here my other commissions.

Don't address me as "sir." I'm called the Beast! I don't like compliments. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sandor Clegane snarled at her. "Spare me your empty little compliments, girl...and your ser's." (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

At first I was indeed afraid, Father. Now, I sometimes feel like bursting out laughing. But, then I look into his eyes and they're so sad, that I have to turn away from crying. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. "He was no true knight," she whispered to him. The Hound threw back his head and roared. (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

Belle: He's entrusted me with the key to his treasure. He has complete confidence in me. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

But Sansa understood. She knew the secret of his burned face. (A Storm of Swords - Sansa I)

Belle's Father: You manage to feel sorry for him? Belle: I bear his presence, because I'd be happy if I could make him forget his ugliness. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

"Is the Hound the champion now?" Sansa asked Ned. "No," he told her. "There will be one final joust, between the Hound and the Knight of Flowers." But Sansa had the right of it after all." (A Game of Thrones - Eddard VII)

[twt-dianjcho]

sansan and their children

[stars-on-gravestones]

Since I’m a SanSan shipper, I figured I might as well draw some fanart thing (I should also thank two  friends of mine who graciously forced me to do it ahah)

(Might colour it sooner or later)

[thelittlebirdandthemeandog]

commission made by Sabictali and based on Beauty and the Beast by Blackshear.

Don't address me as "sir." I'm called the Beast! I don't like compliments. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sandor Clegane snarled at her. "Spare me your empty little compliments, girl...and your ser's." (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

At first I was indeed afraid, Father. Now, I sometimes feel like bursting out laughing. But, then I look into his eyes and they're so sad, that I have to turn away from crying. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. "He was no true knight," she whispered to him. The Hound threw back his head and roared. (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

Belle: He's entrusted me with the key to his treasure. He has complete confidence in me. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

But Sansa understood. She knew the secret of his burned face. (A Storm of Swords - Sansa I)

Belle's Father: You manage to feel sorry for him? Belle: I bear his presence, because I'd be happy if I could make him forget his ugliness. (the Beauty and the Beast by Jean Cocteau)

"Is the Hound the champion now?" Sansa asked Ned. "No," he told her. "There will be one final joust, between the Hound and the Knight of Flowers." But Sansa had the right of it after all." (A Game of Thrones - Eddard VII)

commission1 , commission2 , commission3 , commission4 .

[thelittlebirdandthemeandog]

commission based on Frankeinsten done by CallistoAwe .

The rasping voice trailed off. He squatted silently before her, a hulking black shape shrouded in the night, hidden from her eyes. Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. "He was no true knight," she whispered to him. The Hound threw back his head and roared. Sansa stumbled back, away from him, but he caught her arm. "No," he growled at her, "no, little bird, he was no true knight." (A Game of Thrones - Sansa II)

it does not need to be romantic if you do not want it to be but whatever it is you can deny that Sansa is the only light in Sandor's world.

Only one yes, because he was able to care for Arya only because the little beautiful courteous and proper lady, the singing little bird, touched him on his shoulder and with a delicate force reached the heart that he exposed to her an only her. The only soul that saw and recognized the pain of see a world where your ideals get dragged away by someone you should trust, the only human to recognize your humanity under the monstrous mask.

Here commission.1 and commission.2 and commission.3 .

[polysocial]

details of something i may never finish.

ko-fi ☕️ ❤️

[florianandjonquil]

by Martina Cecilia

[vaultbunnie]

now kiss !!