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is this the place we used to love? is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of? 

Trust {Jonsa One Shot}

Hi all! This is my first Jonsa ff, I was inspired by an ask I got:

Since we share an appreciation for the Jonsa chemistry, I was just wondering how you would write them realizing their feelings for one another and how you would explore an actual romantic relationship between them

It was just supposed to be a response but I ended up writing this. I’ve never written GoT fanfic before so keep that in mind but either way I hope you enjoy it!

*not my gif*

Sansa watched as Jon led Daenerys through the grounds. The way they walked next to each other, close enough to just barely touch, made her jaw tighten in a way she was unaccustomed to. Sansa had experienced many novel quirks since the arrival of the Dragon Queen; something about her, about always seeing Jon with her invoked in Sansa a frosty disposition that hardened her and frightened those who witnessed the change, the shift to a stoniness that made her almost statuesque. She didn’t know how long she’d been staring at them before Jon looked up and saw her standing on the balcony.

               Their eyes connected for a moment and Sansa felt a bit of her chill melt, a quick flutter of her heart that wasn’t uncommon whenever she and Jon looked at each other but still caught her by surprise whenever it tickled her chest. She turned away, leaning her back against the railing and nearly started when a few minutes later, he came toward her, joining her on the balcony.

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An Entirely Different Way {Pt. 2}

So I wrote a Jonsa one shot, like, a year ago and then got inspired to do a second part after watching the teaser. I’m not heavy into GoT, like I’m not too good with Houses and with customs etc. etc. so bear with me. I hope you guys enjoy it anyway :)

Link to part 1: http://zalrb.tumblr.com/post/164720175550/trust-jonsa-one-shot

Daenerys understood the intent of it all — the feast held in her honour. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, a welcome to the North, a display of good will and benevolence; a chance for the lords to see her and know her and revel with her before they embarked on the fight of their lives. It was a step in understanding why their king bent the knee to her. She could discern every objective Jon had with the feast but the mood of the occasion was far from warm and farther from welcoming.

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