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babybells123 · 2 days

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(ASOS, Sansa II)

(ASOS, Jon XII)

#jonsa #jon x sansa #sansa stark #jon snow #don’t tell me they mean nothing to each other when they have such glaring parallels #it’s the way no one else in the series has this exact dream to restore Winterfell and have a little starkling family #in the same book mind you !!#the way Robb is the missing piece to Sansa’s fantasy <33 #and Jon and Sansa don’t mention each other because they’ll be parents #oh the feelings I have #sometimes there was even a girl who looked like arya #and arya is known to resemble Jon really closely #implying that Sansa wants to marry someone of the north with stark features #which makes so much sense for her character arc to BE with someone born and raised in the north #not another random lord to exploit her claim and power #see this is why I wrote a 40 paged meta analysis and compiled it into a PowerPoint #and then presented it to my mother thus converting her into a Jonsa truther #WITHOUT OBJECTION #on a side note I find it so interesting when you talk to someone who’s neutral on ships and is willing to listen to whatever theory #as objectively possible #because as soon as I pointed all the evidence out to my mum she was like woahhh you’re smart analysis and you’re so correct

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sailorshadzter · 3 days

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Fic prompt: Jon teaches Sansa archery after feeling jealous when he saw Theon and Sansa practicing together

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On the battlements he stands, watching over the courtyard that is a flurry of activity, as it always seems to be these days. There is never a dull moment there in Winterfell as they make what surely will be their final preparations for the battle that was to come. The threat of death looms overhead and there isn’t a single person among them that does not fear what could be in the coming days.

His attention, however, does not last long on the dutiful men as they work to ensure preparations are complete. Instead, his gaze sweeps across the way, to the most northern corner of the courtyard, to where he catches sight of the red hair he would know anywhere. He is surprised to see her there, a bow in hand, her ivory features pinched with a frown. Before he can blink, there appears another and at once there is a beast called jealousy roaring in his chest.

He watches as Theon steps around her, carefully positioning her hands as they should be, helping her to draw back the bow string and holding the arrow straight. He watches as she bites her lip in concentration, as she furrows her brow, as Theon must say something encouraging for she’s smiling ever so slightly- then she’s releasing the arrow and it misses the mark by a mile. She looks discouraged but Theon is touching her shoulder and she’s smiling once more, turning to watch him go to retrieve another. They’re back at it then, his hands over hers, so close he surely must feel the warmth of her skin between the layers of the wool they both wear- again, the beast in his chest roars.

“My lord?”

He turns at the sound of the voice, drawing him out of his head and back into reality- if just for now.

[ x x x ]

He catches her as she’s descending the stairs and her smile is dazzling, even so early in the morning. “Off to practice archery, are you?” He questions and her cheeks stain crimson, her footsteps slowing to a stop.

“You saw?” She asks softly, staring at the floor like a child caught misbehaving.

Jon cannot help but to laugh at her expense, which draws her eyes back up to his face. “Aye, I saw,” he says, reaching out to gently tug on a lock of her red hair. “I thought I might help you today,” he continues, his hand falling away from her, but his fingers long to feel her hair, her skin, her, once more. Her blue eyes widen with surprise but she’s grinning, nodding, a new pep to her demeanor that wasn’t there even just a moment ago. “You needn’t learn this you know,” he says as they walk out the double doors and into the crisp, morning air.

“I know,” she says softly, the look on her face telling him everything he needed to know. She wasn’t doing this for herself, she was doing it for her people, for her home. Just in case… Just in case she needed to protect someone, she might just be able to do so. Jon wonders if there’s any other lady or lord in the world that would do such a thing.

“Like this,” he’s saying now, helping her to hold the bow as she needs to, carefully placing the arrow to the string. “Square your feet now.” She adjusts her pose and suddenly, it feels far more natural than it had the day before. Jon’s hands are warm over her own as he adjusts her ever so slightly, pulling back the string just an inch more. “Perfect,” his breath is warm against the back of her neck, so close they are now. “Let go…!” She does and the arrow flies, not striking the center, but striking the board all the same. “There you go!” He shouts happily and she’s laughing, dancing around him as he reaches for another arrow. “Again,” he says and she falls back into position, smiling to herself when he presses himself against her once more.

The next arrow strikes even closer and she’s the one to let out a cheer, red hair swinging as she turns to face him. “You are quite the teacher,” she compliments as they take up their pose yet again.

Jon laughs, soft and slow against the shell of her ear. “You are a natural,” he insists as she narrows her eyes, focusing on her target. She’s caught up in her own mind now, not listening to him at all, so he steps away, watching as she is the one who holds the bow, holds the arrow. And then she is the one to let it fly, shooting across the way to strike the dead center of the target.

She lets out a cheer and turns back to him, throwing her arms around him, laughing, sinking into the warmth of his arms. “You are a good teacher,” she reminds when he holds her at arm's length, gray eyes meeting blue. He opens his mouth, thinking he might argue, but the beast in his chest is purring and he knows it isn’t worth it. Seeing her smile was more than enough, in truth.

These moments were enough.

#jonsa #actuallyjonsa #jon x sansa #my writing #i wrote this #anon asks #writing prompts

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wholesome-granolabar · 20 hours

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“Jon, with how I’m carrying, the maester believes it’s twins.”

“Aye? Two little wolves. Two little princes.”

“Or princesses. Or one of each?”

“We’ll have plenty, sweet girl, don’t fret. Princes and princesses both.”

#asoiaf #ai art #ai generated #game of thrones #sansa stark #jon snow #jonsa #jon x sansa #jon snow x sansa stark #asoiaf fanart #house targaryen #house stark

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kitnjon · 2 months

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Ludus ➜ Playful love

#jonsa #jon x sansa #jonsa valentine 2024 #jonsa valentine #jon snow #sansa stark #asoiafsnet #gameofthronesdaily #gotasoiafsource #jonsource #thenorthsource #dailysansastark #sansasource #game of thrones #house stark #gifs:original #my post

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akarena · 8 days

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"Please make father say yes! Sansa! Please please!" "So take me when you go back! Jon! Father will let me if you ask him!"

"He'd have to leave home. He'd have to leave me. And so would you." "You don't understand what you'd be giving up! We have no families."

"It's the only thing I've ever wanted." "I don't care about that!"

#jon snow #sansa stark #jon x sansa #jonsa #game of thrones #gifset

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sansainthesnow · 7 months

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#guys they both failed geography

#jonsaedit #jonsa #gotedit #gotjonsnow #gotsansastark #gameofthronesdaily #gotgifs #game of thrones #jon snow #sansa stark #jon x sansa #mine #gif

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empireofembers · 21 days

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So instead of Sansa marrying the prince who turns out to be a bastard, she is going to marry the bastard who turns out to be a prince. And I think that's poetic justice!

#jonsa #actually jonsa #jon x sansa #game of thrones #sansa stark #jon snow

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alicent-targaryen · 8 months

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SANSA STARK & JON SNOW ▸ Game of Thrones, 6.9

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helaensa · 1 month

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on sansa’s hero

1.09 baelor // a game of thrones - sansa vi // 5.03 high sparrow // a dance with dragons - jon ii

#asoiaf #jon snow #sansa stark #jonsource #sansasource #thenorthsource #valyrianscrolls #jon x sansa #jonsa

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01130-art · 1 year

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Wildling King Jon x Queen in the North Sansa AU~

Commissioned again by the amazing @littl3bird (@j0nsansa on twitter)! This one was a lot of fun to work on, and the concepts and ideas were stunning. Thank you, once again for reaching out to me about this commission!

#jonsa #book jonsa #jon snow #sansa stark #jon x sansa #asoiaf #my art #littl3bird pulling through with the amazing concept work and ideas once again

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babybells123 · 3 days

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Hello !!

Mostly asoiaf/hotd content 🤍

Lover of all asoiaf girlies (Dany, Sansa, and Arya are my top three favourites) but I primarily post about Sansa because a lot of Dany and Arya blogs have Sansa hate and I don’t want to see that :(

Rhaenicent / Jonsa / Braime / Gendrya truther 🏹

Peaceful interactions only. I’m not here to start discourse or provoke/engage with arguments. If you don’t like or agree with my posts, favourite characters, or ships then I advise you to block and move on. Negativity causes me great anxiety and I’m not here to have my mood impended upon.

Also, I post and reblog quite a lot about Jonsa. So please don’t interact if you ship jonerys or jonrya. I don’t have any problems with these ships themselves but I’d rather not interact with these shippers UNLESS you are respectful about my own ships! I’d love kind mutuals from all spheres !!

(PS if anyone can recommend me some good Arya \ Dany blogs that are NOT anti-sansa or anti-jonsa , I’m in a desperate need).

If you’d like to send me asks I’d be happy to reply!

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#sansa stark #arya stark #pro stark sisters #daenerys targaryen #jonsa #jon x sansa #rhaenicent #braime #gendrya #antis do not interact #pro sansa stark #(to be safe)#because I’m really tired of having to constantly defend her on here #anti sansa antis

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sailorshadzter · 3 days

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Prompt: Jon doesn't know the depth of his feelings for Sansa until he reunites with his sister Arya.

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He’s standing in the godswood when he hears the approaching footsteps.

He turns, the smile already tugging on his lips, twin colored eyes meeting from across the snowy path. Truth was, he can’t recall now just how long it’s truly been since he last saw her, this most precious little sister of his. But, what he can still remember is the way he’d felt leaving her, just the same as he’d felt leaving Robb, wishing for only one moment more. “Arya…” He’s the one to call out first, watching as she comes ever closer, swearing she must be the very same height as she was so long ago.

A moment of hesitation and then a smile is transforming her face- he’s surprised by how it changes her. “Jon,” she says and a moment later, he’s wrapping her in his arms, holding her as closely as he can.

Their conversation sways with the memories they both share and the ones they must explain to one another, details of lives neither of them thought they would ever live. They aren’t finished until the sun is streaking crimson across the sky, reminding him of the other sister he holds so close to his heart. “We should return,” Arya is saying, gesturing back towards Winterfell, which looms in the distance. “Sansa will be missing us.” The way she says her sister’s name, all vowels, reminds him of their father and he’s smiling.

“I’ll follow you, I just need a moment or two longer,” he says, hand to her shoulder, their eyes meeting as if she understands. But then she sighs, shrugging those shoulders and turning on her heel, heading back the way she’d come just a few short hours ago. Jon stands and watches her retreating back, thankful to have this moment with her. He and Sansa had gone from being alone together to gaining back pieces of their broken family and he was incredibly thankful for such a thing. And yet, happy as he was to have Arya home, here during this first reunion of theirs all he could think of was her.

When she’s out of sight, he sinks back down onto the tree trunk he usually sits upon, running a hand over his face as he lets out the breath he’s been holding all this time. As much as he missed Arya, the feeling was simply not the same as it was for Sansa- he doesn’t mean to compare them, certainly not for his love, but… It’s different and now that he’s been reunited with Arya, it’s glaringly apparent.

He has to wonder if it’s apparent to everyone else, as well.

These feelings he’s tried so desperately to squash, to hide, to ignore… At this moment, they are vibrant and warm, wonderful and wild. They are so unlike the brotherly feelings he has for Arya. Try as he might to outrun these feelings for Sansa, try as he might to hide the feelings deep inside of himself, this moment has laid it out quite honestly for himself. There was no hiding it now, he fears.

He looks up then, pulled out of his own thoughts by the sound of snow crunching beneath boots- he would know those footsteps anywhere, after all. There she stands in the falling darkness, her cloak tucked tightly around her, the lightest dusting of snow sprinkled in her auburn hair. It was as if his thoughts of her and summoned her to him. “I thought I might find you frozen solid,” she teases as she approaches, looking down at him with those big, blue eyes of hers. “You’ve been out here quite some time.” She sobers now, knowing he’d met with Arya and likely been left with a thousand different thoughts and feelings, just as she had been.

“I lost track of the time,” he admits, rising up from where he sits, closing the gap between them. “Did I miss supper?” He asks and she laughs, looping her arm through his, gently tugging him back towards the path that would lead them home.

“I saved you a plate,” she grins as he falls into step at her side. Jon smiles, warmth flooding through him as she huddles in closer, her other hand laying over his forearm; he can feel the warmth of her skin through every layer of wool he wears. “Come, I will pour you a goblet of ale and get you warm once more.” Jon nods and allows her to lead the way, chatting happily, her cheeks as rosy as her lips. He realizes, as they walk, that he wouldn’t change this for anything- not the depth of his feelings and certainly not the way she looks at him when they’re alone like this. Wrong or right, he’s just happy to have her at his side.

So he will let her into his rooms and pour him some ale, though he will pour her one as well, and they will be happy, even just for the night.

#jonsa #actuallyjonsa #jon x sansa #i wrote this #my writing #this is something like a comeback #anon asks #writing prompts #send me prompts

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wholesome-granolabar · 2 days

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