A riding accident causes Sansa to lose her memory until back when she was eleven and leaving Winterfell for the King's Landing. How will she and her family cope with this occurence? And how will Sansa handle the knowledge that the Hound has somehow become her husband? Future fic.

The Starks are known for several things: great genetics, frighteningly chilly glares, and charismatic leadership. Oh yeah, and there's the fact that they're all wight hunters. AU, hints of Arya/Gendry. Oneshot (for now).

Sansa is coerced into going to the hookah bar with Joffrey. Thank the gods that Sandor is there to keep her company. (Just some random drabble I thought up after coming home from the hookah bar. I really like writing bad(ish) girl Sansa.)

Gendry took another long, hard look at her face. She couldn't be... She seemed too old, too pretty. The girl he'd been silently searching for all these years was somehow still an eleven year-old girl, pretending to be a boy. The girl in front of him was closer to a woman than he had ever thought to expect. And yet, her eyes...

Roslin gives birth and everything is perfect. (Or is it?)

Мелисандра знала, как заставить людей видеть то, чего на самом деле нет. Ей был известен секрет изготовления дикого огня. Она умела видеть в пламени будущее. Но один трюк она так и не смогла освоить. Поцелуй жизни, возвращающий ушедших обратно в этот мир.

"You did not intend for there to be a repeat event, but the smell of her perfume is as intoxicating as the flashes of steel she sometimes cannot quite conceal beneath her exterior of finest silk." POV second person

Post ADWD: As Jaime and Brienne flee from Lady Stoneheart and the Brotherhood with Podrick Payne, feelings and tensions work themselves out in unexpected ways. Contains language and sexual content.

"Gendry. She repeated his name over and over inside her head, afraid that she would forget it if she did not. He had been her friend, a part of her pack. He had helped protect her, reminded her what it was like to have a brother." For sabotensan's prompt on Tumblr. Prequel to "Let The Water Lead Us Home."

She comes to the Wall late one night, when the winds are blowing hard and nipping at your cheeks, and when the snows are falling fast and blocking your view until you can't see more than two feet in front of you. She calls herself Satine, claims she's eighteen, and says she's from Oldtown. How is Jon supposed to let a woman stay at the Wall? genderbent: fem!Satin

Modern AU where Sansa moves to America and she only have one friend, the hound.

Robert is dying, and Cersei goes to him for some last minute revelation. This is Cersei/Jaime, not Cersei/Robert, but Jaime is only mentioned. The fanfiction develops with Cersei and Robert. It's rated T for bad words and the incest thing.. enjoy :)

The eyes are the window to the soul. War and loss had hardened all of them...some more than others. And yet...

He felt as though he'd been waiting for this his entire life; waiting for Arya, waiting to be close to her. And now she was finally here, and it was better than he had ever imagined. (Companion piece to "Together")

For the briefest moment, Gendry's gaze flickered down to her mouth, and suddenly she knew what she had to do- what she needed to do… what she wanted to do. It didn't take much; just the slightest forward nudge of her head, and then she was kissing him.

Because they were part of the disgustingly rich and famous. This isn't just a war anymore; it's business. Jon/OC -side Arya/Gendry, Sansa/Sandor, Robb/OC. Modern AU.

Sandor rescued Sansa from the Vale and took her home to Winterfell, but things haven't quite gone as either of them hoped.

Jon finds Robb and is surprised by the rush of emotion he experiences. rated M for slash

short one-off. Melisandre let's Jon in on some valuable knowledge.

"You can't tell me what to do." Her voice was petulant, and he was reminded suddenly of just how young she really must be. "No," he agreed with a small smile. "But I can make you do it." With that, he slung her arm around his shoulder and lifted her from the ground.

"Maybe I should just tell my dad to let me in and he'll shoot you with his gun." "I don't want to die. Can I just hold you up that tree?" Another drunk Gendry and Arya oneshot, meant to be read while singing 99 Bottles of Beer. Modern AU.

"After being married for a couple of years, and with a toddler, Sansa gets suspicious about the Hound's fidelity." Prompt provided by ninna boo for the Comment Fic Meme 2 over at the LJ group 'sansa sandor'. Much gratitude to ninna boo for the inspiration! Warnings for language and a tiny hint of dub-con which goes nowhere.

Lynesse Hightower wanted a knight of song. She ended up with a bear of the North.

Seria melhor que ninguém soubesse o que se passava dentro da cabeça dele, enquanto ela era conduzida até o camarote de honra...Enquanto ele tinha de receber a maldita coroa diante de todo reino.

Una colección de one-shots de Margaery y Sansa ambientados tras el final de la saga.