Comment fic meme #5
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gotexchange_modI hope everyone isn't too busy with the porn battle for the post-exchange comment fic meme. As usual, I would very much appreciate if you could help spread the word about this meme on LJ or tumblr or wherever - the more people know about this, the more prompts and fills there are. :)
The rules are the same as always:
- please include the pairing/character (and maybe a short prompt/kink) in the comment title - both for prompts and for fills.
- there are both show and book fans in this community, so please warn for book spoilers beyond ACOK in the comment title. Please also warn for non-con, violence etc.
- anonymous comments are enabled, but I'd appreciate if we kept them to a minimum. If you absolutely want to go anon, okay, but I'd rather we kept this as non-anonymous as possible.
- all prompts are welcome: smut, gen, romance, crack, fluff, angst, het, slash, femslash ... anything goes.
- be civil, no character/pairing bashing, no kink shaming etc.
- please don't derail other people's prompts with comments like "I think this would be better if it was about a different character" or the like. Post your own prompt.
It's perfectly fine to reprompt ideas from the previous comment fic memes, the exchange or other kink memes. If you missed the previous fic memes, you can find the masterlists here: #1, #2, #3, #4. (Make sure you don't accidentally post new prompts over there, nobody will see them.)
As with any kink meme, this is only fun if people also fill prompts, not if there are only requests.
Filled prompts:
Catelyn & Lysa: The Tully Girl Who Mattered
Petyr/Sansa: scar kink
Victarion/Asha: Coming home
Stannis/Jon: Scars
Jon/Sansa: Jon as step-father (or father-like figure) to Sansa's children.
Sansa/Oberyn: anything that involves the water gardens.
Petyr/Sansa: Modern AU
Arya, Bran: The Race (Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet.)
Victarion/Asha: Practicality
Selyse/Stannis, Shireen: Victorious
Sansa/Oberyn: Five Gifts
Stannis/Jon: In the Skin
Sandor & Arya: Long Road Home
Sandor/Sansa: Daddy in Charge (Sandor babysitting his kids)
Multiple fills are of course welcome.
The rules are the same as always:
- please include the pairing/character (and maybe a short prompt/kink) in the comment title - both for prompts and for fills.
- there are both show and book fans in this community, so please warn for book spoilers beyond ACOK in the comment title. Please also warn for non-con, violence etc.
- anonymous comments are enabled, but I'd appreciate if we kept them to a minimum. If you absolutely want to go anon, okay, but I'd rather we kept this as non-anonymous as possible.
- all prompts are welcome: smut, gen, romance, crack, fluff, angst, het, slash, femslash ... anything goes.
- be civil, no character/pairing bashing, no kink shaming etc.
- please don't derail other people's prompts with comments like "I think this would be better if it was about a different character" or the like. Post your own prompt.
It's perfectly fine to reprompt ideas from the previous comment fic memes, the exchange or other kink memes. If you missed the previous fic memes, you can find the masterlists here: #1, #2, #3, #4. (Make sure you don't accidentally post new prompts over there, nobody will see them.)
As with any kink meme, this is only fun if people also fill prompts, not if there are only requests.
Filled prompts:
Catelyn & Lysa: The Tully Girl Who Mattered
Petyr/Sansa: scar kink
Victarion/Asha: Coming home
Stannis/Jon: Scars
Jon/Sansa: Jon as step-father (or father-like figure) to Sansa's children.
Sansa/Oberyn: anything that involves the water gardens.
Petyr/Sansa: Modern AU
Arya, Bran: The Race (Brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet.)
Victarion/Asha: Practicality
Selyse/Stannis, Shireen: Victorious
Sansa/Oberyn: Five Gifts
Stannis/Jon: In the Skin
Sandor & Arya: Long Road Home
Sandor/Sansa: Daddy in Charge (Sandor babysitting his kids)
Multiple fills are of course welcome.
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Re: Arya/Bran (gen), The Race
Date: 2013-01-30 07:02 am (UTC)Joanna Lives AU
Date: 2013-01-30 10:57 am (UTC)Re: Arya/Bran (gen), The Race
Date: 2013-01-30 12:42 pm (UTC)Re: Arya/Bran (gen), The Race
Date: 2013-01-31 03:15 am (UTC)HEE!! Ah okay I'm not going mad then! The other two you mentioned are my other OTP because for me its so obvious that its canon or certainly headed that way! *high5* Yeah and the way too how Jaime is all in denial about Brienne one moment then having completely opposite thoughts about her the next. A lá bath scene yeah Jaime I think your body is trying to tell you something maybe that thick head of yours should listen! XD Then there's the dream and the way he goes on about her lovely eyes hehehe How he gives her oathkeeper etc etc etc...
Eww i won't lie I really cannot handle the idea of Petyr with Sansa =( It just creeps me out so hard. He comes across like a lecherous pervert than a proper suitor. Though I can see how she can learn from him I just keep fearing he's going to try and molest her every time i get her chapter X__o;
Tyrion at least had the decency to leave her be...
But yeah Sandor is definitely the one for her. Just too many similarities and all those hints right down to Robert's remark about 'get her a dog, she'll be happier for it' I was just gobsmacked when I read that. And then Eddard's remarks about finding her a good match, someone strong, gentle and brave...
Oh I love the comparison too of Sansa refusing the pomegrant (such a cool reference too to Peresphone and Hades) and how she prefers Sandor's tattered cloak (him being also a representative of the Stranger). Gah I could go on but no one needs to hear that blathering haha
Yeah I'm with you on that one as much as I'd love them together I can 't see GRRM going through with it because he loves his angst too much...and then there is that awful line 'A dog will die for you'...I truly hope he leaves their story open so we can imagine that one day they end up together instead of him killing Sandor off for realz...
Entirely unrelated...but may I friend you? Seeing as we share similar otps and all that I thought it would be nice to have another to chat with about such things (Gendry/Arya fan for the win!!)
Re: Arya/Bran (gen), The Race
Date: 2013-01-31 04:31 am (UTC)Agh, yes, the story of Persephone and Hades is pretty much my favorite out of the greek myths, and when I read that part in the book, I was like, FOUR FOR YOU SANSA STARK YOU GO SANSA STARK. Just too perfect.
Oh, gosh and yes, Jaime/Brienne. Honestly, there were moments when I just had to put the book down for a second to process what I'd just read, only to pick it back up and reread it to make sure it wasn't just my imagination. Like, really?? There are SO many things between those two, I can't.
fnsrghjh and I've spent the entire day writing Gendry/Arya fanfic, so I'm just about to burst with all my feels. Now, on to filling your prompt! :)
Re: Arya/Bran (gen), The Race
Date: 2013-01-31 12:33 pm (UTC)Thank you have done! Admittedly I don't have tumblr just too much drama over there and I don't like that you can't leave comments on the person's page directly and that 'ask' option isn't very good if you ask me =/
YES THIS!!! Sansan reminds me so much of those two it hurts of course Beauty and Beast naturally but still just love those two to bits I really do hope they get their happy ending...
HAHAH I know! They're like the odd couple you just never see it coming and then when you do you just can't get enough of it. Its subtle but entirely there and then grows ever more obvious as the tale goes along till the point you're just waiting for it (them to register their affections).
Oh really? Ah I can't wait to have time to read your tales I've seen the list and was just ooh!! hehehe Aww no rush or anything thank you again so much for even considering writing my tale I can't wait to see what you come up with when you have the time! =D
Sandor babysitting his kids (post-series AU)
Date: 2013-01-31 04:15 pm (UTC)Jon/Stannis, switched roles
Date: 2013-01-31 09:08 pm (UTC)Re: Ned/Catelyn or Jaime/Cersei
Date: 2013-02-11 11:34 am (UTC)Long Road Home, 1/2
Date: 2013-02-14 08:55 pm (UTC)“You could try again, if you like,” Arya retorted, with a grin. “Won't work.” Sandor was beginning to realize that the girl actually liked being threatened, if only to humiliate him when he couldn't carry them out. He growled angrily from his seat on his horse, but otherwise made no move to hurt the girl. She may not be worth it, but dammit, he was going to get that ransom and use it to drink away all the bleeding trouble she'd caused him.
Perhaps sensing his mounting agitation, the girl finally quit talking. The two of them rode on in blessed silence for almost an hour before she decided to open her mouth again. Sandor groaned wearily, readying himself for more of her prattling, but, not for the first time, she surprised him.
“Did you see my sister often when you were in King's Landing?” she asked softly. Sandor turned toward her with raised eyebrows. Arya Stark always made a point of looking him in the eye, sometimes even commenting that he really was quite ugly. It had even made him laugh sometimes, her reckless bravery. Now, though, her eyes were focused on her hands which were holding tightly to the horn of her saddle.
“Aye,” he replied, looking back to the road ahead. He'd seen the little bird more often than he really should have, strictly speaking. Unlike her little sister, Sansa was a pretty thing, with pretty words. He'd despised her and wanted her all at once. No doubt the queen would marry her off soon enough, to one Lannister shit or another.
“Is she safe?”
Sandor laughed at that. His bitterness curled tight and hot like a coil in his stomach, and when he spoke, his voice was full of derision. “A little bird in a den of lions? Aye, she's safe and sound, girl.”
Long Road Home, 2/2
Date: 2013-02-14 08:57 pm (UTC)“Enough,” he told her, feeling more calm than he had since taking her. She struggled against his hands for a moment, but soon enough she realized it was futile. When he saw the fight go out of her, he let go of her hands. “You'll want to learn to control that temper of yours, m'lady.” Every once in a while, Sandor would use the girl's title just to annoy her. “Might be one day the person you hit will decide to hit back.”
When she finally looked back toward him, Sandor felt the breath go out of him. The little bird had reminded him often enough of his sister. Joana had been a gentle thing, like her. But Arya was closer to her in appearance, and sometimes she'd get this sad look in her eye that he would swear only belonged to Joana, herself. The first time he'd seen the little Lady Stark look at him like that, he hadn't known what to do. He'd gotten angry, drunk himself to sleep, and refused to look her way for a week after. But now, he felt a strange surge of protectiveness for this little girl. It wasn't her fault that she was annoying as seven bloody hells. Or maybe it was, he didn't know. Irritating as she was, Arya Stark was just as alone in this world as he was- maybe even more. She needed to be with her family.
Sandor realized he'd been staring at the girl for some time, but he could see her steely refusal to turn away. The burned side of his mouth twitched, and he turned back toward the long road ahead. With a flick of the reins, he sent his horse into a trot. “Come on,” he called brusquely over his shoulder. “The ride to Riverrun isn't a short one.”
Re: Long Road Home, 2/2
Date: 2013-02-15 03:07 am (UTC)Any oh my you brought up his sister and how Arya reminds him of her!!! That's entirely my head!canon!!!!! I've always thought that was one of the root reasons why he goes out of his way to protect Arya (partly because of Sansa but also because of his sister's memory). I just love how you incorprated that here ♥
I just love how too he has this epiphany that she was as much a lone pup as he is a lone Hound. That for all intents and purposes they are one another's family.
Wow this was so beautiful and so touching too and endearing to boot. Beautiful job thank you so so so much for doing this for me! You freaking rock so much! *big hugs* ♥
Re: Long Road Home, 2/2
Date: 2013-02-15 03:12 am (UTC)Re: Long Road Home, 2/2
Date: 2013-02-15 04:58 am (UTC)The Coming of the Others--Regency AU
Date: 2013-03-01 03:40 pm (UTC)What if the colder parts of the world were visited by Others and wights after Mount Tambora erupted in 1815?
Daddy in Charge 1/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:04 pm (UTC)----
Sansa was about to leave when she turned around and kissed the baby on the forehead once more.
"Everything will be fine, do not worry. I'll Take good care of them," Sandor tried to reassure her.
Sansa outlined a shy smile, "I know, love, but I do not know if you can with all them, alone," She was still not sure whether to leave him alone with their four children. Not knowing what they were capable of. They were her children and she loved them more than anything, but they had a special ability to create trouble.
"We'll be fine, right Cat?" he said as he tickled the baby, who was in his arms, causing her to burst into laughter and he smiled at her.
Sansa could not help but smile at the sight. She still remembered what he was like before in the King's Landing. Filled with rage. He never smiled. Not really. No happily as now. When she saw him, after a long time, it was like seeing him for the first time. As if she could finally see the real Sandor, the man without The Hound's mask.
Sansa caressed Sandor's face. His side burned. She knew how much he appreciated that gesture. "I know, but if something happens you just have to ..." Sandor put his free hand over hers.
"I know, but nothing will happen, do not worry" Sansa stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the lips and then gave another to Cat in her forehead.
"Just be careful" Sansa was not going to leave Winterfell, she would be a few steps away, where there was the Guest House and now was Arya and Gendry's place. But she felt like she was going to go far away, abandoning them.
"I will," Sandor seemed confident. More than she was.
With a small smile, Sansa finally left.
----
"Let's go to find your brothers and your sister" the baby babbled in response. Cat just had a year and still could not speak. Or walk. She only crawled around. "You're going to be the easiest to care for, right?" Sandor tickled her again, sticking out a loud laughter.
Sandor crossed the Great Hall calling his children aloud "Ned? Robb? Jeyne?" No one answered, but he could hear laughter from the outside, from the courtyard. "You are hiding of your Father?" shout out. Sandor went outside, but they weren't there. "You want to play, right?"
He could do it. If they only want to play, it would be easy to look after them. In addition, what can four children do? One of them without knowing how to walk yet? He can handle it.
Sandor walked slowly around the yard, with Cat in his arms and looking around, attentive, to find them.
"At least make a noise to guide your Father," he heard laughter behind him "oh! so you are over there!" Sandor turned on his heel and walked briskly along the laughter when, Cat, begin to squirm in his arms. "Cat, not now, just wait" but she kept moving "Stop!"
Daddy in Charge 2/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:07 pm (UTC)"Seven bugering hells!! Ned drop the sword!" Sandor yelled, as high and fiercest as he could, while he was trying to keep Cat in his arms.
Where these kids take out those ideas?! he thought as Robb dropped his sword to the ground of the courtyard. "Inside the three of you! You shall not go outside in all day" playing the role of tough father worked. The three children went inside, with their heads down.
Cat returned to squirm "Cat, hold still!" the little girl stood still and began to pout. Sandor had kept the harsh tone with her and if he did not do something , she would start to weep.
"It's okay Cat, do not cry, it's okay" Sandor attempted cradle her and pat her little ass, softly, as he had seen Sansa do countless times to all their childrens.
But it didn't work and the girl was crying. "No, no, no Cat, Daddy is not angry at you" Cat yawned, rubbing her eyes with her little hands. "You're sleepy, little princess?" she said nothing, just curled up in the big Sandor's arms and closed her eyes while he sucked his thumb. "Looks like it" she looked so tiny in his arms.
Sandor came into the building slowly, trying not to wake Cat When he was about to reach the stairs up to the chambers, Ned, Robb and Jeyne came as wildlings. Screaming and shouting. And it seemed that this time Ned and Jeyne were whom chasing Ned.
"Shh, your sister is asleep," he whispered to the children, who continued running and screaming. "Stop it!" he hissed, as high as he dared not to wake the baby. His children continued ignoring him. Cat began to sob yet with eyes closed and half asleep. "Bugger!" Sandor returned to cradle her in a desperate attempt to prevent that she woke up completely and put to cry. "Shh, princess, nothing happens"
"Stay there until I return" Sandor said almost in a growl watching them in the eyes with the same harshness he use with his men.
When he made sure that children are not moved from their site, Sandor climbed the stairs to the chambers, still cradling the baby. For when it came to their rooms, Cat was asleep again, sucking her thumb. Carefully Sandor left her in her crib and went as quiet as possible.
When returning to Great Hall, he was surprised to find his three children sitting on the rug before the fire and playing quietly with their toys.
Realizing the presence of their father, the three lifted their heads.
"Where is Mother?" asked Ned, he was just 5 years old and he was all like his mother, auburn hair and blue eyes.
"Now she is with your aunt Arya" Sandor said as he sat with them on the rug.
"Why?" Jeyne asked curious. She was 8 years old and looks like Arya, too much to his dismay. Stark's appearance and wolf blood in her.
"She's going to have the baby"
"Now?" this time it was Robb who asked. The eldest, his firstborn. He looked a lot like him. Dark hair, gray eyes, Dreaming with knights. Like him, when he was a little boy, before he realized the cruelty of people and the world.
"Yes, now"
"Can we go see him?" Jeyne was excited with the idea of a cousin to play with. Or in her case, to command and control him or her. As if she had not enough doing that to her brothers.
"Not born yet" Sandor began to be annoyed with the questioning.
"When is going to be born?" continued asking Jeyne.
"When Mother coming back?" Ned said almost at the same time, mournfully.
"I do not know, your Mother will return when your cousin is born" Sandor was trying to be patience with all the questions. Childrens are curious after all. "And that can take hours"
Sandor remembered the day that each of them was born. When Robb was born, Sandor feared that lasted hours. Could not bear to see Sansa suffer and not do anything. In the end they were only a couple of hours and Ned, Jeyne and Cat were even faster.
Re: Daddy in Charge 3/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:10 pm (UTC)"We can go outside and play?" asked Robb, serious as ever. provided that not influenced by Jeyne.
"No" he said sharply.
"Why?" Jeyne asked.
"Why not"
"Why not?" Jayne insisted.
"I told you before, you're not going to go out again today"
"I want Mother!" Ned was on the verge of tears and Sandor not know what to say to comfort him.
"Your mother will come soon"
They were silent, which Sandor thanked . So many questions, possible tears ... he did not know how to deal with all that. How Sansa could rule the North and these four? When he only had to worry about lead his men? Although lead soldiers was easier, most of them feared him. But how could he deal with their own children when they were not afraid of him? His burned face had frightened others all his life and he had finished using it as a shield to avert people. But their children? They had been seen it as something that distinguished his Father of others. Never been scared of his face. Even once when Jeyne was just a baby of three years had asked if the burns hurt. He had replied that did not hurt anymore. Then Jeyne had kissed him on his burned cheek and had said "to heal. Mother kisses us when we hurt ourselves" That simple gesture had reached him like no other and hugged his daughter until she began to protest.
A dull thud interrupted his memories "What was that?" asked alarmed, but before any of his children answered, Sandor heard the weeping of a baby. Cat "Stay there" Sandor got up and crossed the room dodging the wooden toys were scattered on the floor.
Daddy in Charge 4/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:12 pm (UTC)Sandor found her sitting on the floor of the room beside the cradle was overturned. "Shh, it's okay," he said as he picked it up off the ground. He tried to look for if she had been hurt in the fall, but the little girl threw her arms around his neck and buried his head in the crook of it .. She was so small and Sandor did not know how to comfort her. Every time one of his children began to cry, he was nervous and did not know what to do. "Shhh," he whispered as he held her and patted his bottom. "Shh, Daddy's here"
He placed the cradle into place again and decided to return with the other three as soon as possible. Separately they were lovely, but bring them together the three in the same room and safe finish doing what they should not.
And the screams he was hearing, as he descended the stairs, confirming her suspicions.
"What is happening here?" chaos had been unleashed. Jeyne was trying to take something from Robb, probably one of the toys, while Ned was apart, crying. "Jeyne! Let go your brother!" The children ignored him, as they continued shouting, claiming both the toy. Sandor considered the possibility of reach them and stop the fight before one of them get hurt. But a look at the ground reminded him that it was not a good idea. Not with Cat in his arms.
Sandor left the little girl on the floor, away from any dangerous object. "Stay here a moment Cat." Cat began to pout but nothing else and when Sandor was sure that was not movinghe turned to face the problem.
"It's mine!" Robb shouted, stubbornly.
"No. It's mine!" Jeyne replied, trying to take the toy.
Avoiding the toys, Sandor arrived where they were, right where he had left just minutes before.
"Jeyne! Let your brother!" Sandor was trying to use a calm tone when speaking to his children, very different from the tone he used as Lord Commander of the Queensguard.
"But it's mine! And I had it!" ended up saying as she kicked Robb's leg. Robb dropped the toy and Grabbed his leg among gestures of pain.
Jeyne was to take the toy when Ned who had stopped to mourn, was quicker, grabbed it and ran away.
"Hey, that's mine!" cried the girl as she left behind his brother to the astonishment of Sandor and Robb still hurt the kick. Sandor reached down to look at his leg.
"It hurts?" Sandor the leg examined.
"Not too much."
Ned kept running around the room with Jeyne following him unable to catch him.
"How?" Sandor whispered, but for that to Robb. How Sansa could rule the north and these four? It was not the first time he wondered. Sansa was a strong woman, was no longer the little bird he met at King's Landing. The wolf had finally appeared in she
"Father, Cat .." Robb said.
"What?" Sandor turned to look at the baby, but it was not where he had left her. The baby was crawling her way to the door.
"Bugger!" Sandor went behind the baby to reach her before it came out. Losing her daughter in Winterfell was something he did not want to happen. Besides the sword that children had before was there.
Fuck
He had not given even two steps when he stepped on something and fell to the floor.
Toys, was his first thought.
Daddy in Charge 5/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:13 pm (UTC)"You're very quick, I should have figured that you would be" a bit sore Sandor rose, took Cat and turned to locate the rest of his children. "Jeyne! Ned! Come here!" and to the astonishment of Sandor, and for the first time that day, the two flocked to the first call. "Now you sit, the four here" he said pointing to the rug "and you will be there until your mother comes, understood?" Ned, Jeyne and Robb nodded as they left laying on the rug and began to play "
In the end it seemed that Sandor had found the perfect tone to heed him. It may be that in the end things were not so bad.
Sansa was completely exhausted. Dealing with Arya had never been easy, but refuse to have the baby? It was the most absurd thing that Arya had ever done. Arriving at the Great Hall she found Sandor and his children, sleeping peacefully on the rug. Jeyne, Ned and Robb around Sandor and Cat in his arms. It was a beautiful image that filled her with joy and put a smile on her face.
Sansa approached them and gently touched her older children. "Ned! Jeyne! Robb! Arise and go to your beds." Robb was the first to rise, still half asleep, followed by Jeyne, who seemed more savvy. Ned had trouble getting up, but Jeyne turned to help him up the stairs without problems. Sansa follow them with her sight until they went upstairs.
Sansa turned to her Lord husband , with Cat sleeping peacefully in his arms. she almost felt sorry for waking them up, but the Great Hall was not a good place to sleep. Sansa touch his burned side, caressing it with her thumb. "Sandor, love, I'm back. You should get up." Sansa pulled her hand and take Cat from Sandor's arms. the baby, quickly opened her eyes. "Hello Cat, you missed your mother?" the little girl hugged her mother. "I see you do. We go to sleep?"
Sansa did not expect an answer.
"Bugger!" Cat said quietly, without realizing what he had just said.
Sansa could not believe it. She did not know how, but she knew who. Sandor, her loved spouse and his filthy mouth. Anger began to invade her. Sansa only had imposed one rule with their children, no swearing in front of them.
"SANDOR!" Sansa left out in one loud cry that looked more like a howl. She was furious. Sandor could already be very comfortable where he was, because he would not sleep in his bed that night
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Date: 2013-03-17 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-17 05:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-18 05:56 am (UTC)Jon/Sansa Greyjoy-
Date: 2013-06-19 03:09 am (UTC)She and Jon bond over being the two black sheep. They end up sneaking around. Jon doesn't want to "ruin" her so they're careful. They eventually get permission to marry.