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Hump Day

May 29, 2013 08:00

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Haunted, Jaime/Jon/Sansa, T pinkimartini May 29 2013, 23:02:00 UTC

“Tell me about the last time you saw him.” She turned in her seat away toward the fire, her blue eyes fixed on the flame as it licked and crackled at the wood. The last time she had seen him, they were surrounded by ice and snow. It was colder here, the cold was unbearable even for someone that had been born in the North with the blood of the First Men in their veins ( ... )

Re: Haunted, Jaime/Jon/Sansa, T just_a_dram May 30 2013, 03:12:39 UTC

Oooh, what an interesting concept! I love the little glimpse we get of Jon and how he's not really Jon anymore. It's really creepy and sad. I don't think I've read anything like this before.

This is fantastic. Thank you for sharing!

Re: Haunted, Jaime/Jon/Sansa, T pinkimartini May 30 2013, 03:19:02 UTC

I've had this idea in my head for awhile now and I have been holding it in my back pocket because I was worried that if I handed it as a prompt - the execution would be lost? I'm going to let it stew overnight and see if I want it to take me somewhere.

Thank you :)

Re: Haunted, Jaime/Jon/Sansa, T just_a_dram May 30 2013, 13:56:12 UTC

You can tell from the drabble that you have more background in mind for it. I'd totally read more if you're up for it!

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Sealed with a Kiss, Sansa/Tyrion dk65 May 30 2013, 08:27:00 UTC

She hadn't thought she'd be so relieved to see him, right there at the blacksmith's forge at the Inn of the Crossroads. She'd learnt from a smirking Petyr, before she cut his head off with Oathkeeper, that her little husband had drowned somewhere off Volantis. She hadn't expected to feel anger then; at herself, at the circumstances of their lives, at the gods--for denying him justice and renown. True, he was a Lannister, but he had been kind to her. And she swore to herself that she would get to the bottom of the story that Petyr told her on the Merling King--how he'd got his father's guards to rape his first wife not half a moon after they were wedded and bedded ( ... )

Pretty Girls, Margaery/Sansa, T lokiyan May 31 2013, 18:38:25 UTC

"How do you know all this?" Her heart seized. Her grandmother always told her that feelings, such as the ones that had driven her brother's collapse after his lover's ruin, were dangerous; that she must nip that blossoming vine curling around her heart. After all, the women in her family were taught better than that. Still, she could hardly help herself when all of their plans hindered on building that trust, that comfortable companionship, between the Northern heiress and herself, pushing them together and Sansa Stark just happened to be the sweetest, most beautiful girl Margaery had ever seen. Perhaps she had her own thorns. Perhaps her grandmother was right. Of course she was. "Did your mother teach you ( ... )

Re: Pretty Girls, Margaery/Sansa, T (cont.) lokiyan May 31 2013, 18:39:40 UTC

"Gods, I am behaving horridly. I am so sorry. I just can't seem to stop-" Crying, Margaery thought as she ran her hand through the auburn locks. She didn't think she had ever truly stopped crying since they first met. Her heart ached for Sansa. Her words were true when she said that experience may work in Tyrion Lannister's favor, but still, what a waste of a beauty. A gentle, delicate thing in the callous, gaudy paws of the Lannisters ( ... )