After the first round of
got_exchange we had a surprisingly successful comment fic meme going for a while (
here's a list of all the fics that were written last time), so I thought it might be fun to do this again. (Like last time, it's posted on the mod account journal because I don't want to enable anonymous comments on the exchange community.)
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Maybe Robb doesn't die during the Red Wedding, and during his northern campaign, he finds Theon Greyjoy again. c:
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#2: also, backstory: in my head, in this thing Robb has stayed back with Jeyne for some reason and never went to the Red Wedding at all, but it still happened anyway and everyone else who died in there is still dead in this. And re Theon I might have spared him a few months of quality time with Ramsay.
The last thing Ramsay Snow says, before the blade of Robb’s sword meets his neck, is that there’s a gift for him in the dungeons.
You’ll recognize it, he had added. If you have doubts, tell your lackeys to follow the stenchRobb goes himself after throwing Roose Bolton in one of his own cells. Whatever this is, it’s personal, and he won’t send anyone else to do the job for him ( ... )
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He should have cut Theon’s head on the spot the second he realized who he was.
Theon probably had agreed, since the moment he recognized Robb he had just lowered his head wordlessly, baring his neck.
But there was a split second in which their eyes had met, and -
I want his head, not his skin, he had told Roose Bolton once (hadn’t he?) and now that he had seen what exactly had happened, he hadn’t been able to do it.
He isn’t sure that he won’t do it at all, and it’s not as if he owes Theon anything, but he just couldn’t do it in that cell, with that stench all around them, with his feet buried in filth; if he takes Theon’s head - fine, when he takes it - he’s going to do it with an audience. And while a part of him is arguing that Theon doesn’t deserve to die with dignity, Robb is still inclined to ( ... )
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Robb breathes in deeply. He’s tempted to lash out and punch Theon straight in the face, and the gods know it's the least he should do, but he has seen that some of Theon's teeth aren’t where they should be and he just can’t.
“Fine. And why did you go and - fuck, I trusted you!”
Theon visibly flinches, his maimed hand curled against the cloak he’s wearing. “It wasn’t - I tried. My father - he burned your letter. And he didn’t - he didn’t trust me. When I arrived home it wasn’t - no one trusted me. He gave me a choice - it was either you or them. And I couldn’t - they’re… they were my family. I had to prove that I was on their side.”
He raises the good hand to his face and Robb has to look away. He isn’t sure he can take this.
“I thought that taking Winterfell would have been proof enough,” he says under his breath. “I was wrong.”
“Well, you were wrong. And why did you burn it ( ... )
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Poor Theon, sob. ;u;
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And... yeah. Pretty much. *sobs with you*
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(and well I had been wanting to write this AU for ages and I kiiind of really like the idea so I totally don't rule out writing more. -nod- I'll think about it and see what I come up with...)
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This was perfect. Best Theon/Robb fanfic that I ever read.
I wish everything that you wrote was real, ok?! Let's forget about the RW and, one day, they would actually go back together ;____;
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