Hi!! :) I Love All You Fics I Was Re Reading Your Princess Diaries Au And I Was Wondering If You Had

One wave short of a shipwreck

word count: 654

tags: college/university, sororities, casual sex, sexual content

He’s barely dated enough girls to subscribe to a type, and loathes the idea of being predictable enough to have one, but it doesn’t exactly take rocket science to understand that whatever that type is, Sansa Stark is definitively Not It.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

She has a picture of her winning Miss Teen Pennsylvania on her dresser in her cluttered little single freshman dorm and the social media christened title of Miss Bamarush and a personalized, monogrammed jewelry box that could have very well paid a solid chunk of her tuition if her parents weren’t already doing it for her and more pink clothes than he thought was physically possible.

She carries a tiny sewing kit in her bag. Like an actual sewing kit.

Everything she knows about football is against her will.

When he asked her—with no small amount of surprise, he’ll admit, though it was completely unintentional—You got into Yale?—she stared at him, mouth curling into a sneer that was sugary sweet, It wasn’t like it was hard.

From that very moment, she decided she couldn’t stand him, which he supposed was fair.

The sex is insane.

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She’s got this cross necklace, a flash of 22 karat gold just between her breasts. It triggers something like a Pavlovian response in him after they hit the two month mark, makes his mouth water and his breath quicken. It brushes cold against his chest whenever she rides him.

Jon is 20 when he recalls why sex makes people do the craziest things.

Eight years of gymnastics, she says, a little haughtily, when he marvels at the limberness of her body. She folds her legs perfectly over his shoulders so she can open wider, presses her knee almost flat against her stomach just so he can be deeper, arches her back when he’s behind her because they are now so in tune with what the other likes.

She likes his mouth, on her throat, sewing hickeys into her skin like glittering red sequins, and bracketed by her thighs when she straddles his face from above. Oh please, she snaps, when she’s just about had it with him and she’s gonna let him know, then: Please, muffled into her arm when his hands are on her hips and he’s pulling her back onto him.

He likes messing her up. He likes tossing her prissy little headbands to the side and leaving a rash from his stubble between her legs and shoving down her tube top and winding her hair around his hand, making it known on her body that he was here, even if the assholes stumbling over their feet on campus can’t see them, he knows—

He knows.

“You’re the worst,” She grumbles, dabbing concealer on her neck before she heads back to her dorm in time to get ready for date night.

Roaring 20’s is the theme.

Her flapper dress is the color of starlight. She tried it on in front of his mirror, and he pretended to do his homework while she twirled in front of the mirror.

He didn’t know what he liked better—when she didn’t know he was watching or when she pretended not to notice.

“You could stay,” he offers, casual, like his heart isn’t in his throat, like she isn’t under his skin.

Sansa’s gaze slides over to him in the mirror as she strategically drapes her hair around her neck.

He breaks first, looking away.

This happens a lot with her.

“If I did,” She says, voice lilting and airy, “You’d never get anything done.”

Probably not. Then, as she makes his way towards him, he amends that, “Definiteky not.”

Sansa kisses him, soft and brief, tasting of cherry chapstick and him.

“Thanks,” it’s sweet and it’s quiet and it’s sincere and that’s probably the worst part of all, because that’s just who she is. It probably means nothing.

He doesn’t even want it to.

She isn’t even his type.

i’ve made a mistake guys i photoshopped kit into the princess diaries poster and i can’t stop laughing help me

will i ever find love 😔

That's like saying “will I find atoms” or wanting a blanket in a crowd of threads, stop looking!!! It's already everywhere around you, and even better you are a machine built to produce love! Pet cats, make tea, cry during sad movies! Stop waiting for someone else to make art for you when you already have a paintbrush!!!

Game of Thrones

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Season 6 started and I just had to draw someone from Game of Thrones. So I tried to draw Sansa Stark. Her look i really changing through the seasons so my verson of her is kinda a mix out of all those seasons. Hope you like it.

Wildling King Jon x Queen in the North Sansa AU~

Commissioned again by the amazing @littl3bird (@j0nsansa on twitter)! This one was a lot of fun to work on, and the concepts and ideas were stunning. Thank you, once again for reaching out to me about this commission!

not to stan on main but i honestly love everything about sansa stark?!?!?! seriously, even at her most controversial moments i still love her. like “she wasn’t nice to tyrion when they were married” so?? she was a political prisoner and child bride, next. “she lied about the nymeria incident” um an 11 year old made a decision on the spot while being grilled by the queen to appease a tyrannical douchebag and maintain the alliance between stark and baratheon. “she fights with her sister” please point me to a pair of siblings who have never fought in their lives. “she didn’t fight her way out of king’s landing” and? if she had tried to stab everyone she would have immediately got her throat slit???? “she likes stories about knights and princesses” bitch me too tf.

i think there’s something so beautiful and relatable about a soft-spoken and observant teenager who made some silly teenage decisions but rolls with the punches and rejects the teachings of corrupt mentors in a time when everyone around her is morally bankrupt. i love how some people immediately love her and for some she’s an acquired taste. i love how her mental activity becomes more and more thought-provoking as she develops and she de-romanticizes court life. i love how she’s an excellent foil for arya, her likeness in all the ways that matter. on the outside she appears complacent as people mock her and the starks but on the inside she’s becoming a powerhouse of empathy and refining her sense of justice.

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