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babybells123 · 2 days

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I recently posted about Sansa Stark on TikTok particularly concerning themes of beauty, love and romanticism (Jonsa if you SQUINT)!! It’s gotten over 2000 likes so far, and the comments have all been positive, but I just received a comment saying “Aegon VI will save her” and had to resist the urge to scratch my eyes out …

Look, I for one want nothing more than for Sansa to be with a man who loves her undoubtedly (and chooses her over her claim, countering all the previous men who have been betrothed to/married to/attempted to abuse Sansa). But I find it incredibly ironic that this is likely an individual who is aware of the Ashford Tourney (hell, maybe they’re even aware of the really subtle Targaryen imagery in Sansa’a chapters - but only if they’re in conjunction with Aegon VI, certainly not the secret cousin who just so happens to also be a Targaryen)… but I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they are an alt shift x fan who has watched his brief Ashford Tourney video which barely scratches the surface of the theory (and I too, enjoy Alt’s videos so don’t get me wrong here) but here’s what bothers me - why is the fandom so incredibly intent on ‘proving’ that it is Aegon?

He could be the loveliest, kindest man alive and I still wouldn’t budge on my stance of this marriage doing absolutely nothing to progress Sansa’s narrative arc organically.

How does it challenge her belief of conventionality? Particularly concerning southern ideals of beauty? What is the whole point of Sansa retracting from her current journey, travelling South yet again to marry a man whom she’s never met before? We’ve already been made privy to how wary Sansa is of Harry the Heir, for he could be a “comely monster,” she knows that beauty is deceptive - so already she’d be experiencing those similar feelings of despair … What purpose would it serve to send Sansa back to King’s Landing? A place where she was abused and married against her will? The place where her father was murdered in front of her eyes? The place where she was hostage with no true friends and no family to trust or rely on? Walking on eggshells every day of her life? These are all negative associations. Anyone with eyes and a brain can see that Sansa’a arc is pointing North.

This is the same girl who spends hours building a scale model of her home, Winterfell - in the snow. This is the same girl who refers to herself as the blood of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard and Lady Catelyn - who derives strength from that in the face of her abuser. This is the same girl who at the age of 11, manages to dissociate when faced with the head of her father on a spike, looking North and North until she can see Winterfell in her mind’s eye, whose direwolf - part of her soul, is buried in the North ; who to quote Ned “belongs in the North.” This is the same girl who has been passed around like a vessel of politics since her very first betrothal. Who has been viewed as nothing more than a claim to a vast Kingdom, who is not allowed to exercise that claim in her own right. Who has been denied her inheritance on the basis of her marriage to Tyrion - not just by Stannis , but also by the brother she has loved and idolised (and isn’t that just heartbreaking for Sansa?) - need I remind you of the one single person in this entire series who has not overhauled Sansa’s claim ? Despite it being the one thing he’s ever truly wanted? His hearts most intrinsic desire??

“By right Winterfell should go to my sister Sansa." (Jon I ADWD)

“Jon said, "Winterfell belongs to my sister Sansa." (Jon IV ADWD).

I mean, those two phrases in conjunction with;

“It is not me she wants her son to marry, it is my claim. No one will ever marry me for love.” (Sansa VI ASOS) - which as we know, is followed by a Jon chapter just a page later.

Jon has already unknowingly refuted half of Sansa’s despairing words, as well as silently fulfilling those knightly ideals she believes no longer exist.

So yeah, it annoys me beyond belief when people “theorise” that Sansa will marry Aegon VI/Young Griff. Because it removes her agency yet again, it pushes her further away from her identity and her home that she has slowly but surely been reclaiming - she goes five steps backwards, and regardless of whether you like her character or not, from a writing perspective and how character arcs are meant to unfold - it really doesn’t make sense for her to go back to the place where she has been tormented for most of the series - but then, who am I kidding - these are the same people who don’t believe sansa is an important character and that her arc will either remain stagnant or she’ll just be pushed out of the way whilst other characters are allowed narratively conclusive endings.

But even with all this, even with Valarr Targaryen being a non-Targaryen looking prince with brown hair described as a black prince with a white guardian (gee, I wonder whose image THAT invokes), even with GRRM sitting down and writing a family tree where a Jonnel ‘One Eye’ Stark marries a half niece called Sansa Stark to solve a succession crisis. Quite literally spelling it out on paper for people this fandom just cannot come to any logical conclusions that would make sense narratively, thematically, politically and on a character level. It truly blows my mind.

*sigh.* I’m very tired.

Anyway, to quote GRRM; resolve to be Sansa Stark and take the North. ✌️

#sansa stark #meta #my patience wearing thin #someone sedate me #Jonsa #Jon x Sansa #the black prince with the white guardian

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killjae · 2 months

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secret admirer.

my first sexual fic.. this brooding and sexy man

THIS IS NSFW. MDNI do not interact with my posts. this is also AFAB! reader, female body part terms are used. ribbon border made by @cherubify !!

this post contains future somnophilia , p in v intercourse, fingering, praise kink, soft sex, filthy whispers, stalking, unconsentual recording, leon’s a peeping tom! :3

wc: 2.1K - enjoy!

leon was actually the biggest pervert you knew. if only you knew your best friend had a deep obession about you that he’d never tell you about.

he sneaks into your house at night, his boots slipping across your living room floor and up the stairs to where you lie. sound and in a deep sleep, he carefully opens the door to your bedroom and witnesses your beautiful, unconscious body. leon can see the peaceful expression on your face as you’re snuggled in bed, wearing only a shirt and underwear beneath the blanket.

slipping only a hand over your body to lift up your shirt, he takes in the sight of you having a wet dream as you squirmed and whined. he knew you needed him, he knew you needed something to fill that desire in your lower belly. leon was prepared for this as he brought a camera to record the first time he’d ever touch you like this, it went from small glances to breaking into your house after finding the spare key you hid under a plant outside your front porch.

his hand trails into your shorts and beneath the fabric around your hips, his fingers ghosting over your clit as he lightly touched it. you squirmed more and your mouth widened as a sigh fell out. leon moved slowly as to not wake you from your slumber as he continued to rub your clit in small circles, before his middle and ring finger slipped into your pussy. with them thrusting in and out of you, your back arches as your thighs shake, he mumbles something low that’s egging you on to wet his fingers with your juices for the first time ever.

he can’t help but continue talking lowly as it makes you even wetter and hard to resist. you’re wetting his fingers so well, it’s soaking your shorts and underwear as it leaks onto your bedsheets. “you’re doing so well, sweetheart.. you like getting fingered by your best friend?” leon speaks with pride as he knows there’s a big power imbalance and he knows about your little crush on him.

it’s bittersweet that you’re not awake to witness something so meaningful to him, but he brushes it off. his fingers keep pumping in and out of you as you drawl more noises and whimpers. his name eventually spills out of you as a smug smile appears on his face. “i know.. i know… m’ right here, baby.”

it takes a few minutes for you to cum on his fingers before you actually do it and he’s ecstatic. his best girl just squirted on him in her sleep. he pulls his hand away before popping his fingers into his mouth and tasting away the essence of someone he loved so much. he couldn’t help but stare as a wet puddle lied beneath you and in your shorts, showing your arousal. leon’s hands moved to carefully pull your shorts and underwear down as they slipped down your knees and off from around your feet. you were trimmed. cleaned. possibly for him, he knew you were a good girl beneath the surface of just being close friends. you needed someone like him, he knew deep down inside that you’d take him oh so well.

leon looks at you with adoration as he also slips your top up, noticing you weren’t wearing a bra underneath before he slips his hands beneath your shirt and softly kneads your breasts. he felt warm as his calloused palms cupped your chest, and gave you comfort. your face scrunching up as he did so, his position having him leaning more onto the bed and over you. he felt dirty, but incredibly aroused as he watched you fall right into his lap. your pussy landing right on his jeans as he fought the urge to let out a huff, the tent straining his boxers beneath the surface as he pulled his hands away and instead slipped your shirt up above your tits.

he unzipped his jeans before taking them off leaving to them to his knees before he spread your thighs apart and positioned himself in between them, and slipped out a condom from the left side of his jean pockets. he didn’t want to hurt you, knowing you were a virgin. you were pure. he couldn’t corrupt you like that, but he needed to feel you for the first time in his life. you knew he had a long list of ex-girlfriends but you put it past him.

he didn’t feel bad when he pressed the tip of his pink mushroom head against your lower lips, his pre-cum coating your folds as it leaked out the more he rutted against you without pushing it in all the way. he opened the golden wrapper before slipping the rubber condom around his cock. a hiss escaped from him as it took every ounce of his strength not to just force it into you before he grabbed the shaft and guided it into your hole. he bit his lip as a moan was held back, your hole was warm and gripping him tightly. this was all new to him as he pushed in deeper before his hands fell to your hips. he lifted his shirt up and bit it to keep him from moaning as he began to rut into you, his hips moving slowly to ease the pain of taking your virginity as you let out a moan.

he was taking you, his best friend, his pretty girl’s purity for the first time as he popped your cherry and all hell fell loose. you eased up and it rewarded him with full access to your womb as he repeatedly bumped up against it with each thrust, the prodding down below causing you to slowly arise from your slumber as you tried to adjust to the moonlight shining into your room. a shadowy figure stood over you as he fucked you before you could make out his face, moans spilling from your mouth as you looked up at him. you blinked before you saw his face. leon? what was he doing here so late at night?

you could barely think as you were half-awake and your body was heavily turned on. it didn’t occur to you that quick the fact he was fucking you without your knowledge and while you were asleep. you slowly recalled the times you had missing underwear and bras, not knowing there was indeed a culprit. it was your best friend, leon kennedy.

“..you’re awake now, huh? you looked so pretty taking my cock for the first time.” leon’s voice knocked you out of your thoughts as you looked up at him and nodded. “s’ big… i feel full.” leon mentally thanked himself as you weren’t worried about the fact that he was creepy for lots of things he’s tied down to you.

“h-how.. did you get in? i had everything locked..” your quiet and confused voice could be heard as you bit your lip the more he kept hitting that spot inside of you that could make you scream.

“don’t you know, i know everything? the little things, including the key you hid in your plant. you can’t and could never hide from me. not even your sweet little underwear you bought, i took those too.” leon replied as he kept his movement sturdy, his hips meeting yours repeatedly as his balls slapped against your clit. he wasn’t surprised at how you were so oblivious and dumb to not notice the fact that he was close to you and took note of things you didn’t.

“oh.. um, right.” you couldn’t help but feel a slight warmth in your lower belly as it made you wonder how much did he really know about you and your house layout. he was the one stealing your panties and bras, probably to jerk off to as he found you were into him and masturbating to the thought of him. he had snuck by your house one night and sloppily recorded you fingering yourself moaning his name, his hand was down his pants and stroking himself to the sight of you doing so before he stepped on a branch and it caught your attention and made you stop. he ran after that and cursed himself for not being careful enough.

both of you were infatuated with each other despite the awkward reveal of the situation as leon continued to thrust into you. his head falling in your neck as he let out heavy breaths, his pubic hair rubbing against yours in a good way.

“leon… hngh..” your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled him closer, your lips ghosting over his as you both moan into each other’s mouths.

“yeah? m’ right here, sweet girl. just drilling your pussy till it makes a shape of me.” leon spoke to you as his hair fell in front of his face and he gripped your hips tighter, pressing you into the bed. he uses one hand to grip your thighs and spread them apart as he uses the other to rub your clit.

his fingers moving medium paced and sensually as he plays with the little bundle of nerves between your inner thighs, two fingers were making you feel good as you squeezed and clamored around his cock.

despite him fucking you for the first time, you could feel the stretch and it made you feral. he was bruising your cervix despite you being incredibly drenched and loose around his cock.

“best.. fuckin’ pussy i’ve had in a while.. i’m glad we’re best friends, huh? you’d never let any other guy inside you like this.” leon talks to you with a shaky yet dominant voice.

“no.. never. i’m yours, ken’.”

“forever?”

“..forever.”

he didn’t waste time, leaning his head down to kiss you and take your breath away as he gave you slow, deep thrusts that made you cry out louder than any noise you’ve made before. he took pride in being the one to make you cum for your first time as he was much bigger than the dildo you secretly used.

you were so close to cumming as your belly churned with an undeniable heat as you clenched around him and leaked more juices onto the sheets. your juices were dripping onto his pubes and down his balls as a creamy ring around the base would mark him of you. he smelled so good. he was debating on pulling out and taking the condom off before finishing inside of you but he was a gentleman.

“cum for me, honey. i can.. f-fucking feel you clenching.” leon grunted out as it was hard to thrust due to your arriving orgasm, and your warm walls clenching down on him.

“leon! leon—god, fuck me!” you cried out as he rubbed your clit faster, your breath heavy and you become slightly lightheaded as your belly tightened and you squirted onto his cock and the sheets. it was like a faucet of water came out of you as he continued to rub your clit through it, he knew exactly what made you tick and what gave you that sweet rush of pleasure.

the view was all caught on leon’s camera, the small red dot flickering on and off sat right on your windowsill. he was on the verge of an orgasm as well as he huffed and sucked on your neck.

“fuck.. wh-where do you want it, baby? you’re not on the pill… it’s your choice.” leon blurted out as his thrusts were slowing down and faltering, his face pink and breathing heavily.

“inside! don’t take off the condom.” you responded as you watched him thrust over and over again.

after a few more minutes he finally came inside of you, inside the condom. you were held tight against his chest as you both caught your breaths in each other’s embrace.

“look.. look at me.” leon’s voice spoke out.

you turned your head up at him before he smiled at you and gave you another kiss, this time a soft one as your noses touched. “you’re beautiful. thank you for letting me take your virginity.” he rubbed your shoulders and soothed the parts of you that were sore or aching.

“..i enjoyed that, a lot. you’re so sweet, leon.” you blushed and hid your face into his neck as he chuckled before he slowly pulled out of you with a shudder, the stickiness between your thighs becoming cold before he cleaned you up with a spare napkin he had in one of his pockets.

leon slid off the condom and tied it up before throwing it into the trashcan in the corner of your room. fully discarding his jeans, he slipped back up his boxers and laid next to you.

the male turned to grab the camera and stop it from recording as he kissed the lens and placed it into his jean pocket. “could i still ask to be your boyfriend?”

his words making you chuckle as you leaned closer, your upper body laying on his chest as you both made eye contact and were looking at each other.

“yes.. yes you can.” you replied to him with a smile. leon was giddy for the rest of the night before you two fell asleep together.

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