Game of Thrones - Margaery/Sansa - 2 Drabbles + 1 Double-Drabble
Title: I never dreamt you'd go
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: Double-Drabble (175 ~ 150)
Rating: G
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - loved and lost
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
We never dreamt you'd go
Your own sweet way
Sansa looks out to the misty water until she can’t see King’s Landing anymore. She can’t believe that she made it, that she’s finally free. Her lips turn into a smile, then she has to chuckle, and finally she laughs as heartily as she hasn’t since she was a child.
Oh, the picture of Joffrey finally dead, of him clutching at his neck, scratching the skin bloody while his face turns bluer by the second. Though Sansa was first shocked she (of course) welcomed this event and will treat the last sight of him as a fond memory …
When suddenly her laughter subsides and tears start to wet her cheeks. Thoughts of another person creep into her mind - a person that will make the fondest memory of them all: Margaery.
Was Sansa a second ago elated because of her freedom, now the pain of separation sinks in. She cannot return to King’s Landing and it is impossible for Margaery to leave in times like this. Who knows when (if) they will meet again?
~~~~
Margaery watched Sansa run away and fought the urge to chase after her. She knows that the Stark-girl will be accused along with her ‘husband’, and that it’s now or never that she has to flee.
The tears Margaery cries are not for Joffrey (though of course everyone thinks so and that’s just how it should be) but for Sansa - now lost but forever loved.
She thinks of the times Sansa dreamt of leaving King’s Landing, getting away from all the lies and violence - and how she never spoke of taking Margaery with her.
And as selfishly as the Tyrell thought back then (she can never leave, she will never make it, she will stay here forever, with me), now she is proud of letting Sansa go and find a better place (to never return again). And of this Margaery can think with a (sad but content) smile.
Title: Tears of unprecedented beauty
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: 250
Rating: PG
Warning: Minor Spoilers for Season 6 Finale
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - atonement
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
Never mind the pain or the aggravation
You know there's a better way for you and me to be
“You left me behind.” Her voice is trembling and she wipes her face with a quick motion.
It kills Sansa to see her this way, but her face is giving nothing away. A lot has changed, and she is no longer the girl Margaery knew.
“I know,” Sansa states simply, her gaze not wavering.
“You didn’t even look back.”
She takes a deep breath and repeats: “I know.”
“So much has happened,” Margaery whispers. “And if you say ‘I know’ now, I’ll turn on my heel and walk away,” she adds bitterly.
Sansa doesn’t say anything, just ponders for a moment on how their positions have changed. She’s Lady Stark again, ruling the north by Jon’s side, and she’s finally safe. Margaery on the other hand has lost all her family and barely escaped the fire Cersei initiated. There are terrible scars on her face that surely spread out over her whole body.
“You don’t have to walk away,” Sansa finally says with a soft voice and approaches the other woman. “I promise. I will take care of you, just as you took care of me back in King’s Landing.”
Margaery looks at her, tears flowing freely now.
“I can’t express how sorry I am about everything, but you know I didn’t have another chance. I had to leave. But believe me, I want to make it better. And I will.”
Margaery sighs. “I know,” she says finally and smiles, endless relief washing over Sansa as they embrace each other.
Title: Phantom Agony
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: 200
Rating: PG
Warning: Major Spoilers for Season 6 Finale
AN: Title by Epica, "Phantom Agony"
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - smile
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
Goodbye, my friend
(I know you're gone, you said you're gone)
(But I can still feel you here)
Margaery stays still and closes her eyes, gives up to struggle for escape. She knows what’s going to happen, and now everything is too late anyway. So she just smiles and looks up at the ceiling, sees the seven-pointed star and thinks of the maiden. Her maiden. “Goodbye, my friend,” she whispers just as everything turns green and hot.
~~~~
Sansa awakes with a scream and cold sweat on her forehead. Almost at once tears spring to her eyes and she starts to sob uncontrollably. In her mind she can still see Margaery’s smile, can still feel the calm acceptance of imminent death - and that her last thoughts were with Sansa.
Jon had told her earlier of the happenings in King’s Landing and its victims, and Sansa had felt numb and cold ever since.
“Margaery,” she whispers, as if her saying the name out loud would chase away the nightmares, but still she can see that last smile that is so different from the ones she gave Sansa (warm, loving, caring) back when they were together.
‘Sansa …’
The girl shudders once more when suddenly a cold wind comes up; and with it the feeling of not being alone anymore.
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: Double-Drabble (175 ~ 150)
Rating: G
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - loved and lost
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
We never dreamt you'd go
Your own sweet way
Sansa looks out to the misty water until she can’t see King’s Landing anymore. She can’t believe that she made it, that she’s finally free. Her lips turn into a smile, then she has to chuckle, and finally she laughs as heartily as she hasn’t since she was a child.
Oh, the picture of Joffrey finally dead, of him clutching at his neck, scratching the skin bloody while his face turns bluer by the second. Though Sansa was first shocked she (of course) welcomed this event and will treat the last sight of him as a fond memory …
When suddenly her laughter subsides and tears start to wet her cheeks. Thoughts of another person creep into her mind - a person that will make the fondest memory of them all: Margaery.
Was Sansa a second ago elated because of her freedom, now the pain of separation sinks in. She cannot return to King’s Landing and it is impossible for Margaery to leave in times like this. Who knows when (if) they will meet again?
~~~~
Margaery watched Sansa run away and fought the urge to chase after her. She knows that the Stark-girl will be accused along with her ‘husband’, and that it’s now or never that she has to flee.
The tears Margaery cries are not for Joffrey (though of course everyone thinks so and that’s just how it should be) but for Sansa - now lost but forever loved.
She thinks of the times Sansa dreamt of leaving King’s Landing, getting away from all the lies and violence - and how she never spoke of taking Margaery with her.
And as selfishly as the Tyrell thought back then (she can never leave, she will never make it, she will stay here forever, with me), now she is proud of letting Sansa go and find a better place (to never return again). And of this Margaery can think with a (sad but content) smile.
Title: Tears of unprecedented beauty
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: 250
Rating: PG
Warning: Minor Spoilers for Season 6 Finale
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - atonement
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
Never mind the pain or the aggravation
You know there's a better way for you and me to be
“You left me behind.” Her voice is trembling and she wipes her face with a quick motion.
It kills Sansa to see her this way, but her face is giving nothing away. A lot has changed, and she is no longer the girl Margaery knew.
“I know,” Sansa states simply, her gaze not wavering.
“You didn’t even look back.”
She takes a deep breath and repeats: “I know.”
“So much has happened,” Margaery whispers. “And if you say ‘I know’ now, I’ll turn on my heel and walk away,” she adds bitterly.
Sansa doesn’t say anything, just ponders for a moment on how their positions have changed. She’s Lady Stark again, ruling the north by Jon’s side, and she’s finally safe. Margaery on the other hand has lost all her family and barely escaped the fire Cersei initiated. There are terrible scars on her face that surely spread out over her whole body.
“You don’t have to walk away,” Sansa finally says with a soft voice and approaches the other woman. “I promise. I will take care of you, just as you took care of me back in King’s Landing.”
Margaery looks at her, tears flowing freely now.
“I can’t express how sorry I am about everything, but you know I didn’t have another chance. I had to leave. But believe me, I want to make it better. And I will.”
Margaery sighs. “I know,” she says finally and smiles, endless relief washing over Sansa as they embrace each other.
Title: Phantom Agony
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Characters: Margaery/Sansa
Wordcount: 200
Rating: PG
Warning: Major Spoilers for Season 6 Finale
AN: Title by Epica, "Phantom Agony"
Challenge: Drabbletag 7 - smile
Challenge:
100songs: Spicegirls - Goodbye
Goodbye, my friend
(I know you're gone, you said you're gone)
(But I can still feel you here)
Margaery stays still and closes her eyes, gives up to struggle for escape. She knows what’s going to happen, and now everything is too late anyway. So she just smiles and looks up at the ceiling, sees the seven-pointed star and thinks of the maiden. Her maiden. “Goodbye, my friend,” she whispers just as everything turns green and hot.
~~~~
Sansa awakes with a scream and cold sweat on her forehead. Almost at once tears spring to her eyes and she starts to sob uncontrollably. In her mind she can still see Margaery’s smile, can still feel the calm acceptance of imminent death - and that her last thoughts were with Sansa.
Jon had told her earlier of the happenings in King’s Landing and its victims, and Sansa had felt numb and cold ever since.
“Margaery,” she whispers, as if her saying the name out loud would chase away the nightmares, but still she can see that last smile that is so different from the ones she gave Sansa (warm, loving, caring) back when they were together.
‘Sansa …’
The girl shudders once more when suddenly a cold wind comes up; and with it the feeling of not being alone anymore.