Legend of the Seeker + blue for tabbysboobs

Game of Thrones AU: Jon/Sansa in WWII

Her brothers went off to war, but not together. Robb is somewhere in the South Pacific. He sends letters whenever he can. His best friend Theon is with him. That makes her feel better, knowing that he isn’t alone.

Jon is in Europe. He enlisted as soon as he could. He writes to Arya, and Sansa does not write him. She didn’t even tell him goodbye. It’s winter now, and all she can think about is if he has a coat. She never thought about her half-brother longer than a second. But the snows are falling heavier now and it’s all she can obsess over.

Jon comes home and Robb doesn’t. Sansa hugs him tight and he tells himself that its because she’s missing someone else. She never calls him Robb, and that makes things harder and easier. She tells him that she prayed for him, and he believes it.

She never asks what it was like until he tells her anyways. She cries and calls him stupid for ever leaving, hates herself for being so cruel to him before, and for not knowing how to make it all better. He doesn’t know how to tell her that she already has.

Words and inspiration thanks to ladytara.

they just wanna.

maybe I’m meant for the sea
↳ an Ashara Dayne fanmix

1. Butterfly Boucher - A Bitter Song
2. Rogue Wave - Love’s Lost Guarantee
3. Thrice - Open Water
4. Cake Bake Betty - Song of the Sea
5. Fisher - Too Late

too many legs under the table
↳a mix for wearing red lipstick and driving fast.

1. Santogold - Creator
2. Sleigh Bells - Riot Rhythm
3. Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Phenomena
4. Regina Spektor - Love Affair
5. Azealia Banks - 212
6. Does It Offend You, Yeah? - Let’s Make Out
7. The Kills - U.R.A. Fever
8. Emiliana Torrini - Gun
9. Ani Difranco - Jukebox
10. The Dead Weather - Hang You From The Heavens
11. Rilo Kiley - The Moneymaker
12. She Wants Revenge - Tear You Apart
13. Shiny Toy Guns - Le Disko
14. Britney Spears - (I Got That) Boom Boom
15. Bitter:Sweet - Overdue

You have already gone into that tent. You have already made off with her. You have already lost her. You could tell your tale differently this time, I suppose. But you won’t. Your name will always be Ivan Nikolayevich. You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar, below her eye, and wonder where she got it. You will always be amazed at how one woman can have so much black hair. You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. You will always run away with her. You will always lose her. You will always be a fool. You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear. You have already done all of this and will do it again.

and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

Sansa + pink for alaynestone