Sansa X Jeyne - Tumblr Posts
Huevember - Day 5.
“Sansa rode to the Hand’s tourney with Septa Mordane and Jeyne Poole, in a litter with curtains of yellow silk so fine she could see right through them. They turned the whole world gold.” ( A Game of Thrones - Sansa II )
the jeyne poole i drew a while back was so cute so i wanted to draw her again! plus sansa :)
Hey! how about Sansa and Jeyne for the drawing request? ;))
here they are getting hype at the tourney of the hand!
They went to sleep in the same bed, cradled in each other’s arms like sisters.
AGoT, Sansa IV
healing
Yes hello, the potential and importance of Jeyne and Sansa would be so astonishing. Jeyne finding comfort and a famiy amongst the Starks, returning to Winterfell, and experiencing all the kindness in the world from Sansa. And Sansa being a caretaker, while further realizing what the game does to those who are not protected by a family name. Both of the girls healing together, and working on renewing the bond they had a lifetime ago…
Oh also I love russian!starks almost as much as mongolian!starks and finally got to use some of my references for these beautifully intricate clothes.
↳ got au // sansa and jeyne escape kings landing together
they don’t talk about how sansa was to be a queen, or how jeyne used to sigh over the boys in the training yard. they don’t talk about how neither of them looked back when they clasped sweaty, shaking hands and ran from the kingsguard. they don’t talk about a lot of things but that doesn’t mean they don’t talk. their nights are spent curled around one another as bedmates, huddled together for warmth like they were still girls and they were still safe in winterfell instead of here in this desolate place. at night they didn’t need to worry about food or coin. the nights were for them. and sometimes, in her heart of hearts, jeyne thinks that there’s nothing in the world worth worrying about when her legs are entwined with sansa’s and the other girl’s breath warms her face as they whisper secrets to one another in the dark.
Modern Sansa Stark/Theon Greyjoy/Jeyne Poole
Gift for @bitendenciesrebeccabunch
And we’ll drive Into the sunset Into the sunset I wanna touch the northern lights We could leave the world behind I wanna know what it’s like To walk away from this life
Sansa Appreciation Week 2020
Day Two - Friends
Jeyne Poole
Hello! ^__^ Could i request Sansa and Jeyne? Their friendship is so underappreciated and i'l love to see Jeyne in your style too! ❤😊
Yes dear!!!, they are very cute together! so here are the girls with traditional northern clothes💙💙
@sansasource Sapphic Sansa Fest - Jeyne x Sansa.
After they reunite and survive the war against the dead, Jeyne and Sansa start to rebuilt Winterfell and the North; stone by stone. While working and getting closer feelings unravel and the old friends become much more than that. Together as Queen and Consort they bring a peaceful and prosperous reign to the kingdom, very diferent from the horrors of their youth. They adopt three wintertown orphans; Brandon, Lyarra and Minisa. The future of house Stark.
𝕊𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕒 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜 - 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕨𝕠 - 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤: 𝕁𝕖𝕪𝕟𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕖.
"Jeyne Poole and all her things were gone when Ser Mandon Moore returned Sansa to the high tower of Maegor's Holdfast. No more weeping, she thought gratefully. Yet somehow it seemed colder with Jeyne gone, even after she'd built a fire." -AGOT Sansa IV
Sapphic Sansa Fest 2020: (modern) au
♡ Sansa Stark and Jeyne Poole ♡
Sansa kisses Jeyne’s cheek just once before opening the door to the big bright world.
every sansa moment: 16/?
So she wept, pleading through her door for them to tell her what was happening, calling for her father, for Septa Mordane, for the king, for her gallant prince. If the men guarding her heard her pleas, they gave no answer. The only time the door opened was late that night, when they thrust Jeyne Poole inside, bruised and shaking. “They’re killing everyone,” the steward’s daughter had shrieked at her. She went on and on. The Hound had broken down her door with a warhammer, she said. There were bodies on the stair of the Tower of the Hand, and the steps were slick with blood. Sansa dried her own tears as she struggled to comfort her friend. They went to sleep in the same bed, cradled in each other’s arms like sisters. (AGOT, Sansa IV)