nobodysuspectsthebutterfly:

Title: Here, In This Prison
Chapter: 1/2
Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Sandor Clegane, Sansa Stark, Shae
Pairing: Sandor Clegane/Sansa Stark (slightly)
Word Count: ~1560
Summary: A missing scene, showing the events after “A Man Without Honor” (S2E7) left Sansa and Sandor in a very uncomfortable-looking situation.
Warnings: mentions of physical abuse and sexual abuse/assault, harsh language
Disclaimer: George R.R. Martin owns these characters, HBO owns this particular variation of them (especially Shae); I own nothing but my imagination.
Note: I owe a certain plot point to this blog post (warning, NSFW). Other plot points may be completely contradicted by the events of episode 8 or after, but I’m working with what I have right now. ;)

Feedback is highly requested and loved.

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asongforthehound:

I feel like the chapter titles of this fic adequately sum up the entire SanSan shipping.

Submission calls for wine.

houndgirrl:

This new man, the one she doesn’t know, the one she’s known forever, he’s good. He helps her. She told him what happened, she didn’t even really know why. But it was better after that. When she told him about it she cried, but it wasn’t like before. She felt … stronger.  She writes it down for him. He is a protector. He knows her somehow. He has scars too. The damaged draw the damaged.

Sometimes she’s numb, and its good. She laughs sometimes, and that’s good too. She’d almost forgotten what it felt like. Sometimes she cries, but sometimes she can’t. Then she goes and hides, curled up in bed and dreams the dream again … and remembers …

She lay under him, on her stomach and watched the blood drip onto the clean white sheets. Otis Redding singing in the background, ‘These Arms of Mine”. One of his hands tangled in her hair, pulling her head back, bending her backwards, the other twisting her right arm behind her back. He would talk sometimes. She could hear his voice, deep and angry, but she didn’t know what he said. Pain in her arm, her stomach, her ribs, everywhere. The pain drowned out his words and she crawled into it, hiding from him. You can’t make me hear you. That was the only power she had and she embraced it.

Read more: http://houndgirrl.blogspot.com/2011/09/scars.html#more

vestergard:

meegzi asked you:

Meep! What fanfic IS that from? I so badly want some San/San fic but am scared to go looking for fear of being spoiled since I’m only on book 3.

Oh, spoiler-free San/San fanfic, is it? You have come to the exact right place to inquire. I’m just going to link to…