Quick, Spontaneous, Definitely Non-sober Sketch Of APWH Sansa Stark. Fuck That Buccal Fat Removal Nonsense-

I absolutely adore The Mating Game! Can you please give us a clue or sneak peak at what we can expect next?

Jon makes a phone call, Sansa has a drink, and Margie goes shopping.

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“It's for a good cause,” Sansa protests weakly, not really loving the look Margie is giving her.

Margie gives a suspicious hum, eyes narrowing. “And this good cause just so happens to come attached to an attractive man...”

“Is he?”

“All brooding, dark eyes and pouty lips...”

“I hadn't noticed,” Sansa tilts her chin up stubbornly, earning an eye roll in response.

“Oh please, even I noticed. And his arms-”

“That's not why I'm doing it!”

it’s got season again, so I’m drawing my fave asoiaf gals. here’s my girl sansa. 

quick sansa sketch to try out new brushes

I feel like I know what some of these might be, but I'm curious what "the telephone hour" is??

So this is the abandoned intro to One Last Kiss.

I had originally envisioned it as a multi chapter fic, and was I was going to focus a bit on Sansa’s home life and school life before we got into her winning the letter writing contest. I had imagined writing out the whole story with Sansa and Jon falling in love on their date etc. but it would have been way too long — and I’m already a slow coach so I never would have finished it in time for Valentine’s Day. As is it was still a day late 😅

The final chaotic breakfast scene is much better without the intro, but I liked it so I didn’t delete it. I don’t think I’d be able to use it else where.

Also Harry was the boyfriend initially — but it s a lot easier to hate Joffrey.

Here it is.

The Telephone Hour

There were two telephones in the Stark house — the comfortably sized, white clapboard, centre hall colonial, at the top of Weirwood Lane. The first was a stately looking piece of equipment of black Bakelite, located in the study, and used exclusively by the paterfamilias himself, Ned Stark. The second was a buttercream yellow wall mounted model in the kitchen, that had once primarily been the province of Mrs. Castelyn Stark, but was now increasingly monopolized by her three teenaged children. In order to keep the peace, the young Starks adhered to a strict telephone schedule. Dinner, which was promptly served at seven, was naturally off limits, and nobody called after eight, unless someone was bleeding or dead.

The hour before dinner belonged to Robb, the Golden Boy of Winterfell High — the senior class president, the Homecoming King, and captain of the football team, who had a new girlfriend every couple of months. He would usually spend his entire hour, whispering sweet nothings into the receiver pressed tightly to his ear, phone cord pulled taught between the kitchen and the dim vestibule, where he might have some privacy from his eavesdropping siblings doing homework around the formica table.

The hour after school, four to five, was reserved for Arya who was in the ninth grade, and never received more than one or two calls an afternoon. They were mostly short exchanges about that evening’s homework, or marching band practice, or last week’s epidisod of Twilight Zone. Her two older siblings had each petitioned to commandeer some of Arya’s extra phone time, but Mr. and Mrs. Stark were unmoved.

The middle slot, five to six was for Sansa, who was a Junior, and very popular. She was editor of the school newspaper, secretary of the prom committee, co-captain of the tennis team and the debate club, Master of Laws on the model small council, to name a few of the extra carriculars which occupied at least half of her telephone time. The rest was devoted to standard, teenybopper gossip with her closest friends; Jeyne Poole, first and foremost, Margaery Tyrell, little Beth Cassel, and Tall Brienne Tarth. Lately there was a third subject that ate into her telephone hour — boys. Well, one boy in particular, her boyfriend, Harry Hardyng. Every one of her allotted sixty minutes was carefully accounted for, but Harry’s calls were gradually encroaching on the rest.

As you can see, it would have been way too long. We must kill our darlings I suppose.

Thanks for the ask!

Sansa and Lady

hi!! :) i love all you fics i was re reading your princess diaries au and i was wondering if you had any plans on continuing? if you did i’d love to see the aftermath of jon missing his date with sansa and how upset arya is too! and the ball scene!! ily <3 :)

hi!!!!!!! this is really good timing asking this because i've actually been working on it a lot lately!!!! (@cellsshapedlikestars even helped me noodle my way through a part where i was stuck xoxoxoox)

i'm not sure if the next chapter will be the last or if i'll need to break it into two more (maybe a sansa pov??? not sure) but i've got at least one more jon bit coming that should cover at least some of that!!!

aaaaaand because i am so delighted to get a lil anon message about it, here is a sneak peek!!!!!

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“What happened to my romantic little boy?” she tuts, and Jon drops his head back to groan at the ceiling. 

“Mom, I’m not a little boy anymore.”

“I know, I know,” she says, and when he glances over, she’s haphazardly folding all of his tees into a messy little pile. “You’re all grown up now and ready to lead some foreign country, but when I look at you, I still see that same little boy who swore up and down that he was going to have a foot-poppin’ first kiss.”

“Mom!” He can feel the way his face flames hot, flushed, even though there’s no one there to witness his embarrassment other than the woman dead set on causing it. He wonders if he could get away with pretending he doesn’t know what she’s talking about, but he’s pretty sure that wouldn’t stop her. 

“What?” she asks, mock innocent. “I’m not allowed to talk about what a sweet boy you were?”

“Can you just… not?” he begs again. “Please?”

The thing is, he does remember. They’d been watching some old movie, one of those black and white ones where everyone spoke in an inexplicable accent, and when the hero had grabbed his girl and kissed her, one of her feet had lifted off the ground as if it had a mind of its own. He’d been determined to have a first kiss equally as powerful, equally as passionate — and his mom had laughed. And then, when she’d seen how serious he was, how struck he was by her laughter when he was not joking, Mom, it’s not funny, she’d assured him that of course he would have a foot-popping first kiss one day. He guesses now that she already knew then not all princes were made out of fairytale stuff, but he’d been young and starry-eyed and determined to be different than his parents. And then he’d gotten older and reality had set in for him, too. 

“Besides,” he grumbles, “I already had my first kiss years ago, and Ygritte wasn’t exactly a ‘foot pop’ kind of girl.”

Show!Jon Snow with (Jonsa) baby - requested by anon

Sybil’s Jonsa Master List

Death and the Dancer

A regency-ish story of horror, love, death, and dancing. One off.

The Six Wives of Rhaegar Targaryen

A Tudor inspired AU, Rhaegar lives and is the worst. Fan art mostly. Incomplete.

Ladywolfe

A fairytale AU full of magic, curses, star-crossed lovers, and animal transformations. Inspired by the 1985 classic, Ladyhawke. Surprisingly, this is the closest thing to canon I have ever written. Incomplete.

Electric Dreams

A violet 1980s horror/romance/comedy about dangerous technology with a mind of its one. I swear I will continue this — in the meantime, enjoy the preview. Incomplete.

The Family Stark

A chaotic Christmas story, coming… maybe? We’ll see…🤞🏾🎄

An Ideal Husband

A story of politics, corruption, blackmail, marriage and love. Based on the play by Oscar Wilde. Edwardian AU. Multi chapter fic. Incomplete.

Prelude: A bit of backstory.

Act 1: Sir Jon and Lady Sansa Snow throw a political party at their grand King’s Landing residence. An unexpected guest sows chaos in her wake.

Acts 2 through 4 coming soon!

Jonsa Tumblr Prompts

Karate Kid 1 & 2

Little Women of Winterfell

Game of Thrones characters in a Little Women AU (it translates better than you would think) — my OG, and the crackiest of crack fic. Incomplete.

Part 1: Light in the Darkest Days of the Year The Stark family prepare to celebrate their first Yuletide without Father or Robb.

Part 2: A Winter’s Ball Sansa and Arya attend their first ball, and make new acquaintances.

Part 3: The Lost Prince of Dragonstone a new original play by Arya Stark The Stark children put on a play for Twelfth Night.

Part 4: Being Neighbourly Coming soon!

Part 5: A Darling Baby Boy When Arya, Sansa, Gendry, and Jon attend an opera, Rickon feels left out and seeks revenge. A multi chapter fic. Complete.

Part 6: Castles in the Air Gendry and the Stark Children plan their futures.

Part 7: A Besotted Fool Jon Snow finds himself thinking less than gentlemanly thoughts about Miss Stark. (Mildly smutty.)

Part 8: A Visit to the Vale (Preview) Sansa travels to the Vale to attend Ysilla Royce’s coming out party. Coming soon!

Part 9: A Picnic at Long Lake Gendry hosts a picnic for the Targaryens, friends visiting from Essos. The Starks, Jon Snow, and Harry Hardyng are also in attendance.

Part 10: The Telegram Coming soon!

Part 11: The Fall Coming soon!

Part 12: A Troubled Heart Arya is anxious about her sister’s blossoming romance with Jon Snow. She looks to her mother for comfort.

Part 13: Another Solstice Coming soon!

Part 14: A Tranquil Heart Mr. Stark asks Sansa about her feelings for Jon Snow.

Part 15: Aunt Lysa Settles the Question Jon Snow proposes. It does not go as planned.

Part 16: A Very Long Engagement A collection of stories spanning Jon and Sansa’s three year engagement. A multi chapter fic.

Sansa I — Sansa and Jon say goodbye.

Jon I, II, III — Jon’s experiences in the war

Sansa II (Preview) — Jon is missing in action and Sansa grieves. Coming soon!

Ygritte — An outsider’s perspective on Jon and Sansa’s relationship.

Part 17: Married Life Scenes from Jon and Sansa’s first year of marriage. A multi chapter fic.

Newlyweds — Miscommunication leaves Jon and Sansa frustrated… sexually. This was my first attempt at smut. Fair warning, it is corny as hell.

Domesticity & Discord — Sansa’s attempt at making jelly goes awry. She and Jon have their first fight.

Buttons & Bows (Preview) — Sansa exceeds her budget. Coming soon!

Part 18: Nature Boy Rickon’s odyssey across Essos; a coming of age story. Multi chapter fic. Complete.

Part 19: The Princess & the Professor — A Bran x Myrcella story. Coming… maybe? What do you guys think of this idea?

Part 20: A Free Woman — the education of Arya Stark. Arya x it’s a surprise! Coming soon!

Part 21: Daguerreotypes! Visual aides, photos, and notes.

Bonus: this ridiculous answer to a straightforward question, that might actually be the best thing I have ever written.

Fan Art & Miscellany

Game of Thrones x The Simpsons

Queen in the North

Sun & Moon

The Six Wives of Rhaegar Targaryen

A Card Game of Thrones portraits

That Thing You Do!

Princess Bride (I’ll finish this someday)

1950s Game of Thrones