Comment fic meme #2
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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Sansa winces, her fingers twitch, longing to pull her cloak higher, are they looking for me, still, after all this time, am I not a forgotten ghost, but Petyr has taught her better than to jump like a frightened rabbit, like the frightened child he brought to the Vale and slowly deconstructed.
He watches her, silently, for a few moments, and Sansa feels her heart thudding in her throat, wondering if she should flee, and then suddenly, it is too late to flee, because he is approaching her, footsteps heavy on the hollowed floor.
“Forgive me, my lady. I am looking for my sister, a highborn maid of three and ten, lost from King’s Landing, very fair with auburn hair and blue eyes.” Sansa starts, despite herself, to hear that the voice is a woman’s, that this very large knight, dressed in armour and mail and with such an impressive sword, is no true knight (there are no true knights) but a lady, and she loses her voice for a ( ... )
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“Like who?” she asks, and she is proud of the way she keeps her voice steady, proud of the way she pretends she doesn’t know, pretends she hasn’t always known, hasn’t been reminded with Petyr’s gaze upon her face, her aunt’s distrustful, resentful glares, that it doesn’t hurt, sometimes, an ache too deep inside her to reach and soothe, to look in the mirror and see what is reflected there.
“Like your mother. Like Lady Catelyn,” she answers gently, as though afraid she will startle her, and Sansa feels a blaze of anger, brief and hot, I am no little bird, not anymore. “I have no mother,” she fairly spits, the word heavy and almost unfamiliar in her mouth, now, after so much time, it has almost lost its meaning but it can never lose the pull on Sansa’s heart, that pull back to Winterfell, back to the days of her youth. She would stand straight and tall in her best dress and would beam, secretly ( ... )
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Gorgeous.
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Thank you again for your wonderful comments!
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I love the idea of Brienne being Sansa's "true knight" because it's so ADVERSE to what not just her personal beliefs are, but what the entire foundation of a society that pushes women into the domestic realm would even think possible (y)
Also, the mentions of Cately and how they tugged at Sansa was so poignant--and how unwilling she was at first to trust was so true to where her character is at this point--really beautifully done, thank you for such a lovely fill!! :D
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I'm glad you thought Sansa's unwillingness to trust worked, I tried to make her resistant but still keep it to a comment fic! XD And I'm glad you liked the references to Catelyn, I always see Sansa as looking up to her mother so much as the ideal lady of the house that she would like to be, but now any comparisons are just sorrowful (and twisted, in the case of Petyr and Lysa).
Thanks again for the lovely comment! :)
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The beginning huuuuuurts me because she's so guarded and untrusting and OF COURSE, SHE WOULD BE, SHE SHOULD BE, but it huuurts me she has to be like that now. And I love all the little references to what Petyr taught her, to how she learned to hide but not enough, to killing him and how she sometimes wishes she could still be Alayne.
Arya would hate that, would hate to be held, but perhaps, after all this time, she would allow Sansa a moment before twisting away with a grin and a rebuke
*wibble* But oh god I love how Brienne is so persistent and it's her EYES that get Sansa, how they're kind and that is rare and aahhh, FEELINGS ATTACK. omg the last line made me a little teary.
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It hurts me tooooo, Sansa gets so much grief for being so dreamy/romantic-minded at the beginning of the series but OF COURSE SHE IS, and I hate that she gets that broken out of her. Her line to Petyr about asking if life was just lie after lie and it just goes on and on forever and no one ever being honest or kind and he's like "yeah, basically" UGH I DIED, MY HEART, MY POOR BABY SANSA. :( :( :(
I feel like we get so little female friendship in the novels (compared to all the epic bromances) and I loved Brienne and Catelyn's friendship and love Brienne's dedication to finding Sansa, and I JUST WANT HER TO FIND HER, SO BAD, SO THEY CAN BE FRIENDS AND TRUST EACH OTHER. And I also want Sansa and Arya to reunite and still bicker and still be completely different but be like WE STILL TOTALLY LOVE EACH OTHER BECAUSE SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD SUCK.
Thank you again for your wonderful wonderful words!!
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