Arya Stark has returned from Essos and has been staying at the Inn at the Crossroads. Things are not nearly as simple as she sees them. Sort-of-post-canon-AU.

"He had fought all those battles, bled rivers of blood and faced dances of steel and death, not for the bloody Seven Kingdoms, but for a woman - for his woman, for Lyanna. " Robert's memories. One Shot. Robert/Lyanna.

Tumblr ficlet/smutlet challenge: Jaime and Brienne, one of them gets drenched whilst wearing white. Jaime is texting Brienne, but she doesn't want to hear from him. It's too late. Probably. Modern AU.

I was ten years old when I moved to Casterly Rock, and to my eyes, Lord Tywin Lannister was the purest knight. Then I grew up, and nothing changed.

Son, brother and uncle, a revered Hand and a mistrusted King, Viserys II spent his entire life in the shadow of the throne. Now officially AU as far as the Dance of Dragons is concerned.

Y ese era su mayor placer.

Aerys I Targaryen and his descendants have many difficulties to face, Blackfyres in the east and rebel lords at home. How will they cope?

Modern AU. After the loss of their firstborn, Cersei turned to dark forces for a second chance. The spell has sent her and Jaime to our world, and although things are different, at least they're together.

Sometimes the only good thing we can give to our children is the blood in their veins. Pre-Game of Thrones. Rhaegar/Lyanna and Rhaegar/Elia. One-shot.

—Vamos a hacer algo estúpido —volvió a pedirle deteniéndose abruptamente frente a ella. —Sí, lo que quieras; pero mañana —le sugirió con el mismo tono condescendiente que emplearía para dirigirse a un niño pequeño a punto de hacer una rabieta.

Porque no había nada mejor que las llamas y sus gritos agónicos escapar de sus gargantas.

Sansa est seule désormais. Elle n'a plus personne vers qui se tourner. Elle va donc retourner là où sa vie a commencée.. [ Petit texte sur la chanson " The Rains of Castamere " que j'ai essayée de rendre approprié.]

Peace at last in Westeros. Stannis, and Selyse, are King and Queen of the realm: to seal this fragile peace, an alliance between the North and the South is settled: Sansa Stark, seventeen, will marry Willas Tyrell, twenty-nine, the ceremony taking place in Riverrun. -Willas was as they had described, calm and kind. But is that really enough?

porque Arya nunca ha sido de las que perdonan

― ¿Tenéis frío alteza? ― preguntó él. Y Myrcella sintió como es que su rostro se volvía a calentar. Alzó la vista hacia él; Robb Stark le sonreía cálido y gentil. Trago pesadamente y negó. RobbxMyrcella.

Sansón nunca fue bueno con la lanza como su hermano Robb, ni tenía la mitad de habilidad con la espada que su medio hermano Jon Nieve. Si era sincero, Arya era mucho mejor que él en las cuestiones tipicamente masculinas. /Homme!Sansa AU.

One-shot. Universo alterno dónde los Stark, al igual que los Targaryen, tienen la tradición de contraer matrimonio entre hermanos. Robb toma a Sansa y a Arya como esposas y no puede evitar notar que, con el tiempo, es a Arya a quién visita más seguido y es a Arya a quién busca con más frecuencia.

Azor Ahai. The Prince who was Promised. The Stallion who mounts the world. Many different names for the same thing. AU: What if Rhaego had lived?

¿Qué hubiera ocurrido si Daenerys Targaryen hubiera nacido cómo un varón? Su futuro habría cambiado, sus lealtades, no existiría la madre de dragones, pero si un heredero digno de la casa Targaryen. Uno que tomaría poniente para sí y para sus hermanos. Historia Alterna. One Shot. Terminado.

Tyrion siempre había reconocido en Cersei lo mucho que está amaba a sus hijos. Cuando la leona ya juzgada por la Fe y señalada por el pueblo se prepara para su deceso, no puede evitar despedirse de lo único que le queda, un pequeño Rey que quedaría a merced del juego de tronos. One Shot. Terminado.

[Suffering, a study:] People think he's dumb. But he knows he's smart because he's finally figured it out.

"It was unwise, my prince, to have angered the Martells. And more unwise to have shamed your wife so," she had told him.

She was made out of winter and snow. And now she was trapped in the south and in the warmth. She is out of her element and tied to a man his bed. Will she ever see the snow and the walls of Winterfell again.

Ella no recordaba a su padre, ni a su madre, ni siquiera estaba segura de haberlos tenido. Por eso, al momento de verse en Myr, frente a un tipo de lo más siniestro cambiándola por unas cuantas monedas de plata, decidió que estaba dispuesta a burlarse de ese mundo de mierda que no le daba nada.

We all know who wins the Joust at The Hand's Tourney. But Sandor doesn't. With the knowledge that he may face his brother, what thoughts could be running through his mind? He certainly isn't expecting to be hailed as a hero. This takes place the morning after escorting Sansa to the tower of the hand, but before the day's jousting begins. Please read and review!