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    "She has always been his lady sister, even when she wasn’t, and he can never want for more. Bastards learn early to bury their desires, and he is – he well and truly is a bastard, because – blood or not – only bastards could crave like this.

    Could love like this."

    - Jon and Sansa, Season 8 AU. After the Battle of Winterfell, the mending begins in earnest.

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    01 May 2021

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    This is how it goes: you stand, and you are bruised, aching, tired and worn. You have won again, as you’ve won everything you’ve ever won in your life: scrabbling, tussling, dust under your nails and blood hot in your mouth. Hard-won, bitter-fought. Victory is all the sweeter for it.

    [Jon is raised by his father. It doesn't go according to plan. When he weds Sansa, that doesn't go according to plan either. It all works out anyhow.]

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    18 Apr 2021

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    When he dreams, he dreams of Winterfell.

    He dreams of the Stark estate, nestled deep in the Vermont countryside, he dreams of running through the halls with Robb, snowball fights with Arya and Bran, watching little Rickon teeter around on his tiny legs, helping Sansa gather flowers from the gardens. He dreams of playing hide and seek, running through the woods, breathless and joyous and free.

    He dreams of Ned's hand on his shoulder and Catelyn's warm hug.

    He dreams of coming home from school one day to the bodies of Ned and Cat on the floor of the kitchen and Robb's body by the back staircase. He dreams of hearing a small noise upstairs and finally finding the rest of them huddled in a closet on the second floor, Sansa with her arms around the others and fear in her eyes.

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    13 Feb 2021

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    The irony that the two survivors were those he had been least close with as a child was not lost on Jon. Not that he wished them dead in place of Robb or Arya or Bran. He’d never wish that. Never. Only, if it were Arya the lords of the north had asked him to wed, he would have no trouble giving them a swift, harsh, and clear answer.

    or When his lords ask the King in the North to marry Sansa Stark as a means of staving off civil war, only the lady herself can convince him the suggestion is a good one.

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    28 Oct 2020

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    Epilogue:

    “The white winds blew,” he says into her hair. “The wraiths came walking, the wolves survived… but even now I feel a different wind blowing up off the hills.” He gives a sigh that ebbs like a sea-wave through his body and into hers. “A new storm building.”


    Winterfell readies for the Long Night: men train, smiths craft, children pray — dragons cast shadows over the northern hills. Yet when the white winds blow and the wraiths come walking, the world will belong only to the wolves...

    [i.e. Jon and Sansa prepare their people for the battle that awaits them at winter’s heart — whilst fighting their own forbidden hunger for one another.]

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    27 Sep 2020