Barely a day after the cloaking ceremony of Tyrion and Sansa a raven brings the news of Robb and Catelyn Starks death. The imp Tyrion is now Lord of Winterfell, protector of the North, and Husband to a broken girl in need of repair. Set after the red wedding Tyrion/Sansa

A world where everything is easier. Except for those who love, and love too much.

Rhaegar kills Robert at the Trident. The realm is now at peace... but how long will it last? Families plot against each other, blood spills... and in between it all is a throne made from iron. Who shall win it in the end?

Loras cannot believe his bad luck. Someone with his skill and potential sent to squire for frivolous Lord Renly? It just wasn't fair, and Loras is determined to hate his new lord, no matter how charming or handsome he proves to be.

"If all of the strength and all of the courage, come and lift me from this place..." The North Remembers...and they will never forget.

Robb esta a las puertas de Desembarco del Rey y Sansa espera en medio del caos y muerte su llegada, pero tanto el Perro, como Joffrey tendrán algo que hacer y decidir sobre su futuro inmediato. Spoiler Choque. Lo que me habría gustado ver y leer, sobre todo con Robb entregándole la cabeza del rey a su hermana. SanSan.

Sansa is immediately attracted to Sandor, especially because of his scars. She immediately attempts to woo him and Sandor doesn't know how to react. *Teen!Sandor/Sansa*

All three sons of Aegon V wed for love. But in was only one of those weddings that had the potential of bringing Westeros to turmoil once again. Unless the succession can pass smoothly to Aegon's frail, sickly second son.

Arya returns to westeros seeking vengeance for her family. Gendry and the brotherhood hear rumours of the ghost of Lyanna stark traveling through westeros and killing all the men of the houses that betrayed the Starks. olderArya/Gendry. Warning: This fic is messy

Willas Tyrell no se hacía ninguna ilusión respecto a nadie, no de su coqueta hermana, sus nobles hermanos o su manipuladora abuela. El futuro señor de Altojardín seguía el lema de su casa, crecer fuerte, y la historia de los siete reinos igual que la de su familia eran observados siempre por la aguda mente del domador de caballos. Sansa Stark no era mas que un espejismo. One Shot.

Una cosa era ser pequeño, considerablemente enano, feo y retorcido como una rama vieja y otra estar condenado al ostracismo por la bruja de tu hermana. Porque aquello dolía, dolía que le recordasen que era un monstruo. 2º puesto en el reto "Viejos tiempos" del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.

"Contudo, ao final de toda uma vida caminhando, você poderia olhar para trás e ver apenas um caminho... ou olhar adiante e ver somente a escuridão (...)".

Una quiere que llegue su príncipe; el segundo se conforma solo con una amante fiel y el tercero, una corona es lo que ansía. Tres personajes distintos. Tres anhelos. Tres songfics sobre el Pajarito, el Matarreyes y el Mendigo.

Ned sends Jon to the Dreadfort to foster when Catelyn is sick during a difficult pregnancy. Lord Bolton thinks it only fitting he meet his own bastard.

[Dany/Jorah Modern AU] Professor Mormont's life has been a downward spiral since his wife Lynesse left him. Certain that Assistant Dean Stark is looking for a way to get him fired, he hastily agrees to "keep an eye" on the two new transfer students, Daenerys and Viserys Targaryen, the last remaining children of the former Dean, in exchange for tenure. Rated M for later chapters.

This is just a series of oneshot poems about ASoIaF characters, so far I've written Arya and Sansa Stark. (Just FYI, the Sansa poem is set in a future I wish would happen in the series.)

UA. Bran doit annoncer quelque chose à sa famille... Bran/Jojen.

Mientras están escondidos en las criptas de Invernalia Jojen y Bran utilizan el tiempo para intentar controlar el tercer ojo de Bran a través de sus sueños. Bran/Jojen ligeramente implicado, pero no es muy muy obvio, se puede pasar por una admiración de maestro/alumno si te molesta el slash.

"She was fond of you." Her tone belies confusion; of course she must wonder how a woman such as Brienne could hold anything other than contempt for a man such as him. - After the War, Jaime encounters a serving girl from Tarth.

Have you heard the tale of Raymund Redbeard? No? Aye, well listen up. During the age of your grandfather's grandfather, there was a Wildling named Raymund Redbeard who fancied himself the King-Beyond-the-Wall. He gathered every Wildling beyond the wall he could find, and you know what he did? He marched south, to take back what once was theirs - the story of a King and his people.

Pase lo que pase, su mundo seguirá siendo perfecto.

He has taken her from the Vale and they have ridden six long hard days in the ice and rain. In a dry cave they sleep warmed by a fire and dream.

My brain decided it hated me and I needed to write Theon and Myrcella as crack bros...Somehow this turned into angst ridden fluff and Theon being a perv. This is kind of Theon/Myrcella and in an AU filled with spoilers. (Reviews are appreciated.)

La venganza es el único motivo de seguir viviendo. La única fuerza motriz de su cuerpo. El deseo de ver a todos sus enemigos…muertos. Lady Catelyn Stark/Lady Corazón de Piedra.

For a prompt on tumblr - Devan telling Edric and Shireen the history of House Seaworth. Bonus point if Stannis interrupts them.