Cersei educateds Sansa on being a woman. Sansa/Cersei

All Hot Pie wanted to do was eat his piece of bread and drink his ale in peace. Instead, he has Tom sprawled out in front him singing about a blossoming romance in the Brotherhood. He can't be serious, right? Note: Listening to Can You Feel the Love Tonight is highly encouraged and recommended.

Tres songfics en primera persona. Tres personajes: Arya, Brienne y Aerys II. Tres épocas: la Guerra de los Cinco Reyes, la rebelión de Robert Baratheon y el futuro. Un punto en común: venganza, odio. Para el reto "El Cancionero" del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.

JaimexBrienne OTP challenge. Prompt: Halloween

JaimexBrienne Once Sentence Fic Challenge

Gendry meets Nymeria

'He likes to watch her in moments like this.' A short fic of Arya and Gendry on the road north.

Entre los tumultos de la batalla de Aguas Negras, en la oscuridad se oculta la historia no contada del beso de Sansa y Sandor Clegane. ¿será esto posible? al fin y al cabo, a ella sólo le gustan los caballeros...

What I think would have happened when Littlefinger turns Arya over to Tywin.

Modern AU- Main focus will be Jon as a cop, Arya in college, and Sansa's career, their day to day life and relationships. There will be multiple POVs in each chapter Gendry, Sandor, Ned and an OC. There will be some similarities between the books but just in minor details don't worry I won't ruin anything for you. Rated M for V, L, SC SanSan Gendrya Jon/OC

In which Robb Stark is a frustrated high school senior forced to re-take Planning, and Dacey Mormont is his hot teacher. Also features a class full of misfits who aren't really misfits. Robb/Dacey. Margaery/Quentyn. Arya/Gendry. Loras/Renly.

"Even before he takes them for his own, Death knows them, for they have known death." A Tale of Three Brothers from Harry Potter applied to ASOIAF. Written for the ASOIAF kinkmeme.

El sonido de la lluvia al chocar contra sus cuerpos es un fiel eco de lo que bulle por entre sus muslos: líquido, humedad, calor.

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.

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.