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Hello! I love your blog! Have you held an event or not this year? I could miss, so I ask.
Hello Anon,
No, we haven’t held an event this year. I think there have been a few events held by @jonsa-creatives so it’s worth keeping an eye on them!
Sarah
July 25 - 28
We are encouraging you to take a look at our prompt page for inspiration to create works for your favorite rarepairs or // With over 900 prompts, there’s something for everyone!
Happy creating!
Did you miss out on the last amazing event? Do you still feel like your ship is overlooked by the fandom? Well We have good news for you because ASOIAF Rare Pair Week is happening again–and this time with a theme!
This is another week long event for rare pairs* in the ASOIAF/GOT fandom, it will take place from February 24- March 2. The overarching theme is Ice and Fire with each day having a prompt representing both extremes. You can use either or both and create any kind of fanwork you want; fics, gifsets, edits, fanart, videos, let your creative desires go wild!
February 24
February 25
February 26
February 27
February 28
March 1
March 2
Post your work on the corresponding day and tag us @asoiafrarepairs and use #asoiafrarepairs or #asoiafrarepairweek so we can reblog it! We also always encourage you to post your work to our ao3 collection.
*please see FAQ for rules regarding what ships and content will be accepted!
hello lovely jonsa fandom! here are my promised festive!jonsa icons! i decided to experiment a bit and make a lot of circle icons but there are still a bunch of normal square ones too! I really enjoyed doing this so please feel free to request icons! much love, and happy holidays! ♡ ♡ ♡
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
December 14-16 we invite you to celebrate all our favorite characters from Beyond the Wall with a Wildling Weekend!!
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
A Student’s Life for Me by @acourtofhopeanddreams rated G (on AO3 here)
Naughty by @captainbee89 rated M (on AO3 here)
The Last Touch of Winter by @fedonciadale rated T (on AO3 here)
Riddickulus by @tayl0crow rated G (on AO3 here)
Perdition by @uchihabat rated M (on AO3 here)
In the darkest night, a song so sweet by @valofwinterfell rated T (on AO3 here)
no net ensares me by @visenyastargaryen unrated (on AO3 here)
Walking straight in molto cantabile style by @nessataleweaver
Thank you so much to everyone who took part. We hope you’ll join us again for our seventh round. Signups will open in January, so keep your eyes peeled for information!
Mod Sarah
for @lady-and-lemoncakes
as part of @jonsaexchange
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jon Snow/Sansa Stark Characters: Jon Snow, Sansa Stark, Margaery Tyrell, Arya Stark (mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, actor Jon, reporter Sansa, Flirting, Implied Sexual Content Summary:
“Next question, from Tommen. What is the naughtiest thing you’ve ever done?”
Jon’s smile was sinful before he shook his head. “You don’t want to know Tommen!”
“I think we do,” Sansa replied without thinking and Jon licked his lips slightly as he shook his head again.
for the Jonsa gift exchange
For @sardoniyx for the Jonsa exchange (@jonsaexchange). Fic posted here at AO3.
Summary: Historical AU, Oneshot, 1700’s London. Sansa, the highest-paid harlot in Lord Baelish’s Eyrie, is determined to save young Alys from a fate worse than death, but sees no means before her—that is, until the new Justice Snow arrives in London.
My jonsa exchange gift for @bravegentlestrong. I hope you like it! Book canon, slightly au, in the sense that this is what I hope happens in Winds Of Winter.
Summary: The old gods stir, and they won’t let Alayne rest. Peacefully at least. She dreams of the north, and of Sansa Stark’s half-brother, Jon Snow.
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The dreams began shortly after her journey down to the Vale with Mya and Sweet Robin. Ever since she heard that wolf howl, she has dreamt of the north. It has called to her in ways she cannot explain.
She did not pay these dreams much mind, at first. They were rather boring. Jon sitting at his desk, meeting with other brothers of The Night’s Watch, and sleeping.
Then, they began to pique her curiosity. She ran through the snow, and could feel the excitement surging through her. She felt the wind whip against her cheeks. Jon praised her, played with her, and she felt an overwhelming affection for him she never experienced before.
Her vantage point in these dreams was strange. She could almost swear she was Ghost. When she saw his white paws, she became certain she was dreaming she was Ghost.
It frightened her. There was a realness to these dreams that caused her to wake up in a cold sweat. She had dreamt of Lady before, but those were Sansa Stark’s dreams, and they were never like this.
She dreamt of Jon fighting, and of Ghost clawing desperately at a wooden door. She dreamt of Jon lying motionless on a table. Anger and betrayal overwhelmed her. They were not her emotions. They weren’t even the emotions of Sansa Stark. She dreamt Jon Snow was dead, and Sansa Stark’s heart broke. He was all Sansa Stark had left in this wretched world. He could not die. After, she went days without dreaming of him. After seeing him night after night, the absence was noted. She missed seeing him. She took what she saw happen to him as a warning. She had to protect Jon however she could.
Petyr wanted to sell grain for the impending winter. She would use it as an excuse to travel to Castle Black. Jon would most likely not even recognize her, especially with her hair colored. It would have to be handled delicately. This she knew.
Petyr was against it at first. He claimed he did not feel it was safe for her to travel. Eventually, he realized she was no longer a little bird he could keep caged. Arrangements were quickly made for her to travel north with Mya. She refused to travel with anyone else.
The journey to Castle Black was long and arduous. It began on a ship out of Old Anchor, and they procured horses once they arrived in White Harbor. Their supplies ran low, and ice clung to their cloaks. Her hair lightened. She learned a great deal from Mya, while trying to contribute with what she could offer. They worked well together. She may not be practiced in the hunt or tying snares like Robb and Arya were, but she remembered different plants, and the ways they could be useful. She knew simple healing. She remembered the stars. Mya also knew how to navigate, but the north could be tricky. She leaned on nights spent in Winterfell’s godswood with Sansa Stark’s family. Falling asleep by the fire each night reminded her of this, and it comforted her.
Concerned for her horse, she walked beside him as they approached the gate. She pet his mane, anxious. She had a letter from Petyr explaining who they were, and their purpose there, but she feared what would happen if Jon were to turn them away.
“Open the gates!” A man shouted, and relief flowed through her.
She led the horse into the courtyard, and searched for Jon.
Mya walked beside her, and took in their surroundings, wary.
A couple of men took charge of their horses, and she presented another the letter from Petyr after pleasantries were exchanged.
“I beg your patience, but it might be some time before you have an answer.” The young man informed them. “We’re between Lord Commanders at the moment. I reckon that’d be who’d make purchasing decisions.”
She felt her chest tighten, and despaired at what may have happened to Jon. She was too late, she feared. She hadn’t dreamt of him in in far too long, and this was why. She stared over the young man’s shoulder, and willed the tears to leave her eyes.
“I was told Jon Snow is Lord Commander.” She managed to murmur.
“He was.”
Her lip quivered, and something brushed against her legs. She gazed down at Ghost’s familiar, white paw scratching at her dress. She knelt down to pet him, and soon she burried her face in his fur. She held the direwolf until a raspy voice gave her a reason to look up.
“He never takes to anyone like that.”
Jon was alive. Maybe not alive and well, but alive. He was always sullen, but he looked dreadful. He wasn’t wearing the black she expected him to be. He was wearing a doublet similar to the ones he always wore, but he was absolutely not the Jon who left Winterfell. His hair was pulled back into a matted mess, he hadn’t shaved in ages, and his eyes looked weary. The years have not been kind to him, she realized. There was also the large gash above his eye, but that was somehow less concerning. He folded the letter, and carefully placed it in one of his pockets.
He stared at her. She wondered if he recognized her. If he knew she was not here to sell grain.
She brushed the snow from her dress, and closed the space between them. She wrapped her arms around him, and rested her head against his neck. Overjoyed that he was alive, and filled with gratitude at having someone like him in her life again. They would protect each other, this she knew. She had never believed anything more:
He was taken by surprise, but eventually his hands found her back, and he embraced her.
“You know each other?” The young man wondered.
“Yes.” Jon smiled, and squeezed her arm ever so briefly. He nodded, but it was impossible to read his meaning. “Lord Baelish was an old friend of Lady Catelyn. If none of you mind, I’ll help them with their things, and find them suitable accommodations.”
“Thank you.”
“We must catch up.” He guided her with his hand while Mya followed. “Certainly we have much to tell each other.”
