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norrlands-nonsense · 1 year

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Jon Snow and Sansa Stark

#jonsa #sansa stark #jon snow #jon x sansa #jonsa fanart #jonsa ai art #jonsa edit #my edit #my jonsa edits

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wholesome-granolabar · 6 months

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

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jonsatrashcan · 1 year

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#jonsa #jonsa ai #jonsa art

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ladyennefer · 2 months

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jonsa ai "art" is always kit harington + some random girl with red hair 😭💀

#jon x sansa #jonsa #sansa stark #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #jon snow

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sailorshadzter · 5 months

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i saw ai jonsa art yesterday that had sansa in a red dress & somehow that sparked this. i really like the au of rhaegar lives lately & the red dress reminded me of the targaryen colors so it was my excuse to write this little piece.

She appears in the grand hall dressed in Targaryen red.

Somehow, it suits her, despite the fire in her hair. She wears it well, a snug fitting gown with long, fitted sleeves, much like the ones she’d have worn in the North. It is a stark contrast to the gowns of the South, making her all the more alluring there among the women with breasts and skin on display for all to see. Their queen to be is modest, yet she’s stylish all the same, and even now he can hear whispers of the women who say they will have lace and silk insets sewn into their bodices.

He watches her from the dias, standing beside his father’s throne, which stands empty considering he is there with his future wife on his arm. Aegon, no, Jon as she’s christened him, scowls, shaking his head as he watches her laugh, head thrown back so the ivory skin of her throat is exposed. He wonders, just briefly, what it might feel like to sink his teeth into that soft skin. He wonders what that red gown would look like on the floor of his chambers, rather than adorned to her body.

“Aegon,” his father speaks suddenly, drawing him out of his own thoughts.

Looking up, he finds him standing there, his bride to be left in the crowd, though she looks quite at home there among the courtiers. “Father,” he replies, offering the man a quick bow, as was expected of him.

“Your betrothed is a woman of wit and beauty, you are lucky my son,” Rhaegar says as he sinks onto his throne. In some ways, she reminds him of his Lyanna. “Look at her even make Ser Barriston smile,” he says and sure enough, the stony faced soldier is grinning as he listens to her speak words they cannot hear. “I know you are against this marriage, but she will be a good wife to you.” Rhaegar continues on, knowing his son would rather marry for love, would rather perhaps even sell himself to the role of a soldier. To be anything but the prince of a realm, that was his only dream. To his surprise, his son does not shake his head, does not scowl- rather, he sighs. “She will be a good queen for you. For the realm.” Where he would be somber, she would smile. She would be the queen to blow kisses from the balcony, who would nurse the sick in the streets, unafraid to be seen near the poorest of men, the sickest of children.

“Aye,” he says, because he’s got no reason to argue.

Rhaegar smiles, but the music begins once more, silencing him for a long moment. “The court would enjoy seeing you dance with your betrothed,” he says, a demand, not a request. He heaves another sigh but makes his way down the dias, pushing into the crowd until he reaches her side.

She turns to him at once, dipping a curtsy, her blue eyes glimmering in the torchlight. “May I have this dance, my lady?” He questions, holding out his hand for her to take; a moment later, she does so, the touch of her hand in his sending electric shocks through this entire frame. He draws it to his lips for a kiss, ever the courtier, and she’s eyeing him as if she sees through every moment, through every gesture, though she smiles all the same.

They dance, because that is what’s expected of them.

But when it’s over, he keeps hold of her hand, gray eyes seeking blue. “Walk with me?” He asks and she smiles, nodding. They’ve been here before, after all. So she loops her arm through his and falls into step at his side, the crowd parting to let them through, while from his throne, Rhaegar watches with a smug sort of smile before he turns back to the conversation he’d been having with another lord.

Out in the moonlight, Jon leads her down the stone steps and through the garden gate, the swell of the music from the Red Keep lingering through the night as they go. “It’s a lovely ball,” she says as they step into an alcove, shrouded by flowering bushes and lush greenery. There’s a stone bench there that he leads her to, settling into place beside her. In their few weeks of knowing one another, it would seem that this spot in particular had become theirs, for this was not the first nor even the second time they’d sat there among the flowers. “But you don’t seem to be enjoying yourself.”

Jon blinks and then chuckles, shaking his head, caught off guard as usual by her ability to see right through him. “These functions aren’t really my thing,” he admits, leaning back so he can look up into the starry sky above them. “You on the other hand…” he turns back to her and she’s blushing, lips curving with a hesitant sort of smile. “It’s as if this was what you were born to do.” She fell into court life so easily, with elegant curtsies and an ability to always have the right thing to say. Despite being from the North, she fit in among the Southern court as if she’d been born and raised. “You look beautiful in that gown.” He says next and again she’s blushing, stammering over her thank you as she looks down at her hands twisting in her lap. “Somehow, Targaryen red suits you more than it ever did me.”

She looks back up at this, blue eyes meeting gray. “You’re quite like my father, he too always wears but black and gray.” Sansa smiles, thinking fondly of the father she’d left behind in Winterfell, an honorable man with a reserved smile much like Jon’s. “But it fits you, I think.” She does not know this prince very well yet, but somehow, his black clothes seem fitting. Somehow, she cannot imagine him in anything else. “You dance well enough for a prince who says he doesn’t enjoy these sort of functions.”

Jon’s eyes widen and now he’s the one blushing, stammering over his reply. “I do enjoy dancing,” he finally admits, kicking at the dirt with his toe. It was true, he enjoyed swinging a sword more than anything else, but those days of youth when he’d learned all princely things- like dancing- he had enjoyed it. One might say perhaps he simply had never had a partner he enjoyed to do it with. Certainly not enough to do it before the entire court as he’d just done this night. “I might enjoy it more, if you’ll continue to be my partner.”

“I think I can do that,” she says with a smile and she’s radiant there in the starlight. So very beautiful that it steals the breath from his lungs for a moment, his heart skipping a beat as he reaches for her hand, helping her back up onto her feet. But, he does not let go of her, rather he’s drawing her in a little bit closer, the distance between them minimal at best. “Your grace…” She’s speaking softly, so softly, the breath catching in her throat as she peers back at him. “Jon…” His given name sounds so sweet on her lips and he longs to hear it again and again.

“Sansa…” He speaks her name aloud and she’s inching closer now, so close that when she smiles, he can feel the curve of her lips against his own. He’s kissing her then, soft and slow, his arms twisting around her waist as she sinks into his touch. Somehow, this felt like the moment he’d been waiting for all of his life. Somehow, this felt more right than anything else ever had. And when he pulls away a moment or perhaps even a lifetime later, he’s breathless and grinning, his heartbeat quick in his chest. “Should we return inside…?” He asks quietly, his forehead to hers, one hand sliding into place against her cheek.

To his surprise, she’s shaking her head, smiling almost mischievously, a new shine to her eyes that hadn’t been there before. “I’d like to stay here, just a little while later.” She says and this time, she’s the one kissing him, her hands clutching to the front of his doublet, uncaring of the hand he slides into her hair, knocking pins loose as he threads the red strands through his fingers.

And a short while later, when they do return inside, no one notices the young queen to be with her hair twisted back in a different way, save for the King who can’t help but to chuckle at the sight, wondering if this marriage for his son would be better than he could have ever hoped it to be.

#jonsa #actuallyjonsa #jon x sansa #rhaegar lives au #my writing #i wrote this

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reginarubie · 1 year

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Hey Regina!!

Big fan of your Jonsa stories and the current FIRESTEEL one🔥

Just wanted to ask/know will there be any updates on any of your Jonsa fics?

Cause gosh honestly I'm missing yours (ours) dark and unhinged and possessive LORD OF THE WORLD🤤😅 (empress of the world)😉

But seriously any Jonsa updates will be appreciated 😭🤗

Ciao anon!,

First of all thank you! It’s amazing to know how much you appreciate my stories (Jonsa, darkJonsa and Firesteel).

Tbh I’ve been working on-and-off on next chapter of Like Wolves in the Darkness lately though I’m having some issue with the new POV, next chapter will be a double POV chapter and the first POV of it will be new and I want to make it plausible, accorded to the story but also canon which is giving me some issue, though I am halfway through that, so expect some good news on it soon!

I am kind of outlining next chapter of Soulbonded as well, and of Don’t go in the Forest, but it’s a slow process because both are very intense to write (especially Soulbonded since I added so much lore and basically wrote myself in a corner which means I have to be twice as mindful of all the lore I added in the coming chapters for future chapters reasons ™️).

The time of wolves new chapter is under review, btw, so yep… at one point I should be able to update that too.

I’ve also had the draft of coming chapter of the Chanson du sun’s son and his queen wolf and I actually have mapped and half written all the coming chapters of Wind of Ice, thought as they’re not Jonsa stories you had no asked after them — sorry to use this reply this way but I guess it kind of has become an update on how I am doing on my fics — hope you don’t mind.

Also you are in luck because guess on which story I’ve been working parallel with Firesteel these last days? Empress of the World! (Also because of these amazing portraits made with an AI, because tbh I’m very bad at art which have inspired me)

Lady Favorite Sansa of House Stark, officially taking a more active role in the court of Valyria and being officially associated with the throne of the Empress during a court session and the trial of lord Domeric of House Bolton.

Emperor Jaehaerys III, emperor of all Valyria, Noble Father, the Liberator of Braavos and New Ghis, … though I can’t tell you what he’ll be doing next chapter (🤫)

Their son in a couple of years, Jacaerys Brandon of Houses Targaryen and Stark, heir to the throne of Valyria and of Winter, prince of Tyria and Winterfell.

Princess Rhaenys of Houses Targaryen and Martell, current lady of Dragonstone, Prime Achor of Valyria and dragon rider.

The Lady Mother of the Emperor, lady Lyanna Karstark, concubine of emperor Rhaegar Targaryen.

Princess Daenerys of House Targaryen, lady governor of Meereen and Pentos, dragon rider, adoptive mother to her brother-husband bastards and in collusion for power with the lady Favorite and the Emperor.

Yeah, I know they are only crumbles but know it’s just a taste of the whole meal that’ll be the chapter! More food (aesthetic if nothing else) for your Emperor Jaehaerys and his Empress’ needs!

As always thank you for dropping by! You don’t know how happy that makes me! Sending all my love ~G.

Ps once i have updated the new chapter of Empress I’m really curious to learn what you think of it, so if you wanna, drop by again! ♥️

#ask the hag #anon asks #sansa stark #firesteel #jonsa #jonsa fanfiction #empress of the world #like wolves in the darkness #Soulbonded #don’t go in the forest #wind of ice #the Chanson du sun’s son and his queen wolf #I guess this kinda turned to an update on my most asked after fics #I promise #WIP #It’s a work in progress but we’re getting there!

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istumpysk · 9 months

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Stumpy, I don't know if this matters to you, but wildflowerophelia is very obviously posting machine-generated art and claiming it as original work. I've seen this happen more than once in the Jonsa fandom and in ASOIAF itself and I'm just wondering what your feelings are on it? If they're honest about it I don't think it matters, but emphatic denial is pretty disturbing to me.

Sorry if this is a bother, I understand to some people machine-generated art isn't a big deal, but on the other hand I just wasn't sure if anybody had said anything.

(Evidence of machine-generation:

Very obviously Artstation-derived artstyle, high level of rendering, which machines are trained on; enormous output in body of highly refined work; illogical connection of body parts, clothing, jewellery, strange eyes, other outright inhuman anatomical issues which are unlikely to be a product of user error [mouth disappearing into cheek, for instance, and disappearance of said cheek]; classic issues with flowers, and so on. The Sansa one itself has a lot of diagnostic issues which immediately made me suspicious).

I double-checked the art you're referring to, and you're right. They're claiming AI-generated art as their own.

Thanks for the heads up! I deleted the reblog. I can't even begin to understand why they're pretending it's their own.

#stumpy ask #anon

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cellsshapedlikestars · 5 months

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it's not only you. i also hate the ai art that's flooding the jonsa tag. and i don't understand why going that route when jonsa was so prolific during got's peak, the difference is so jarring.

I wasn't around at its peak (I was blissfully not online during its run and enjoyed my fan experience immensely), but even I have seen jonsa art die off a bit in the few years I've been active online (just like the number of fics has also slowed down). It's a shame, yes, but I don't think that makes ai art ok. And you're right, anon, there's so much out there from the past. Go look at those! Reblog those!

#or commission an artist if youre that desperate for new content #dont use a computer that steals from real artists to generate it #i dont know why i feel so strongly about this i cant even draw lmao #my mother is an artist #i did not get the drawing gene

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falllpoutboy · 2 years

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sansa & jon in the vibrant art style

#jonsa #jon x sansa #its been an hour and im already addicted #if i could actually do art like this #from the wombo dream ai app!

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ginger-danica-snapps · 2 years

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AO3 Author Page

One Shots

The Way Back- A Jonsa time travel fix it fic.

The Crossroads- A Jonsa Season 8 fix-it

Coming Up

One Shot- The Rose of the Company. Sansa gains a powerful ally while still in Kings Landing. This changes the game in ways no one could have ever expected.

Maker of Kings- The world falls to ice and snow. Gendry and Sansa are all that survive from Westeros and they make way to Asshai where they meet the also surviving Yitish Emperor. There is a way back and Gendry and Sansa can make it happen. Before they go, however, a man with no name, the emperor, and a few more survivors of the first winter will teach them skills they need to not only survive, but thrive in the old world. Sansa learns of steel and Gendry learns his courtesies. (Or the fic where I wanted Sansa and Gendry to go around confusing people and killing all their enemies.)

Roar of the Lioness- A Cersei centric alternate history where the old god's intervene in her life and show her who she becomes at such a young age that something can be done. With visions, a caustic attitude, foreknowledge, and a marriage to Ned Stark, Cersei will see House Targaryen not only renewed, but changed with the blood of Sunspear and the blood of Winterfell intermixed. (My Elia survives story with Aegon and Rhaenys, Lyanna dies and Cersei saves Jon, and ultimately Jonsa at the end. The pairing changes in this are massive. Ned/Cersei, Robert/Lysa, Benjen/Catelyn are just a few to name).

The second part of The Way Back- Ongoing, but slow. It's mapped out for the entire plot, but I decided to cut from a trilogy to just a sequel so I am working on combining the Long Night and the Daenerys plot.

The Sun's Eclipse- The cat Balerion had a temper that was reminiscent of the Princess Elia herself when in a temper over something her brother had done. In fact when Sansa finds Balerion in front of her after her father is murdered upon the steps of the Great Sept, she is hesitant to reach out and pet the mangy tom. Still, she does and immediately regrets it when he lashes out. Then that night she begins to dream of memories that are not hers, of a woman singing her to sleep that is not her mother, and finally a feeling of emotions to people she had never met. People she suddenly called brother and niece in her head. (Or the one where in a moment of pure fear and fury, Elia Martell wargs into her daughter's cat and stays there until she scratches Sansa. It's not the life she dreamed of, but she will not see another innocent child fall to evil that is King's Landing).

Notes about AI usage. So, yes, I suppose you could say that I "use" AI. I take bits and pieces of images I pay for the rights to use. I also draw some of what I use. I have used mid journey and original tags for those pieces indicate usage. I stopped a while back for the same reasons many others stopped. My other pieces are painstakingly put together with cash out of my pocket for photo rights and my own personal usage beyond the photo manipulation that has existed LONG before AI because a thing. I then often use FILTERS to change the pieces into cartoons.

Then use the retouch functions for eyes, lips, etc to reach the look I want

I don't make money off anything I do. My personal photography, manipulations, and personal art is for joy and hobby. I am not profiting off anything and honestly am in the negative because when I use stock photos, I PAY for them and the right to non-commercial use.

#Gingerwrites #FanfictionGOT #gingermanips #art manipulation #asoiafedit

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norrlands-nonsense · 1 year

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