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19 March 2012 @ 03:47 am
You Don't Know Me: a minor ASOIAF character fic-a-thon  
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Welcome to the ASOIAF minor character fic-a-thon!

Ever bemoaned the lack of fic for your favorite minor character? Well now you can prompt away to your heart's content, and maybe, someone will gift you with a fic!


Rules:
  1. All characters should be from GRRM's A Song of Ice and Fire and associated materials, or the HBO adaptation
  2. While a major character can be included in your prompt, the fic should be written from the minor character's point-of-view or should heavily feature the minor character.
  3. Pairings, gen-fic, kinky fic, art and graphics - all sorts of prompts and fills are welcome here!
  4. Leave a character/pairing and some sort of prompt below and wait for it to be filled.
  5. When you leave a response, please include a rating in your title line, along with trigger warnings.
  6. Please mark all NSFW responses!
  7. Be nice and respectful to each other!
But What Makes A Minor Character?:
  That is a difficult question. For the purposes of this fic-a-thon, let's say that all POV characters with more than one chapter are not minor characters. Also not minor characters are all of the Kings involved in the War of Five Kings. Basically go with your gut on what defines or doesn't define a minor character. If you have any questions on whether the character you want to prompt for is minor or not, please put your question in the questions thread below!

Small List of Minor Characters to get Ya'll Started:
  Jeyne Westerling, Roslin Frey, Big Ben Plumm, Genna Lannister, Kevan Lannister, Melisandre of Asshai, Thoros of Myr, Janos Slynt, Dacey Mormont, Wylla Manderly, Elia Martell, Teyne Sand, Myrcella Lannister, and many many more!


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clashofqueensclashofqueens on March 19th, 2012 08:06 pm (UTC)
Questions?
Leave them below!
Devin: LBdevymel12 on March 21st, 2012 02:47 am (UTC)
Val; queen beyond the wall, alliance with Winterfell; any rating :)
Devin: LBdevymel12 on March 21st, 2012 02:49 am (UTC)
Tyene Sand/Arianne Martell ; next thing, we're touching
♛ Kazuki ♛: [Robb Stark] I Have Won Every Battlevainilla on March 21st, 2012 02:50 am (UTC)
Satin/Jon; fanfic; NC-17; Oldtown had a warm weather and cheerful faces to offer, but he had Lord Snow and the Wall now

Edited at 2012-03-21 02:59 am (UTC)
bela0103bela0103 on March 21st, 2012 02:53 am (UTC)
Varys/Petyr Baelish, this is not how the game is played, my lord

Edited at 2012-03-21 05:42 pm (UTC)
bela0103bela0103 on March 21st, 2012 02:55 am (UTC)
Melisandre/Selyse Baratheon, I'll give you all the babes you could ever want
Sternflammendensternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 02:55 am (UTC)
Barbrey Dustin, sweet revenge
Linndechir: baratheon2linndechir on March 21st, 2012 02:55 am (UTC)
Balon Greyjoy

After he had to send his last living son with Ned Stark, he decided to raise Asha pretty much like a boy and as his heir. I'd love to see his thoughts about that, his interactions with Asha, maybe also with his brothers if they disagree with how he raises Asha? Anything about Balon would be great, actually, because there's virtually no canon material and no fic.
suchacharmersuchacharmer on March 21st, 2012 02:56 am (UTC)
I want all the Willas Tyrell you have to offer, I don't care what the prompt is
Devin: LBdevymel12 on March 21st, 2012 02:56 am (UTC)
Aegon I/Visenya/Rhaenys ; see I have to burn, your kingdom down ; R
Sternflammendensternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 02:57 am (UTC)
Ramsay Bolton/the original Reek, who corrupted whom?
(Anonymous) on October 20th, 2012 11:01 pm (UTC)
it was a strange thing, their relationship. ramsay and reek, reek and ramsay. they were inseparable, the pair of them, and yet neither seemed to be able to stand each other. they were constantly exchanging threats and heated glares, and their fights would often end with reek pushed against the wall. reek was the only person who was immune to the fear others felt around ramsay, and an onlooker might say that it was because of ramsay taking him under his wing, teaching him the ramsay bolton way. but in reality, it was not.

in reality, reek was the one who whispered the purely evil plans in ramsay's ear, the one who showed ramsay how to be truly evil, to fill his potential. and ramsay seemed oblivious to this, to the corruption. reek allowed ramsay to think that all his plans came from his mind, and not reek's. if he thought that, he would sooner or later become the man reek wanted him to be. because right now, he was just reek's puppet.

the second time around, though, ramsay tried to corrupt his new reek. but he wasn't the same, he didn't have that capacity for evil that he, ramsay had, that the real reek had. so ramsay did his worst to the new reek, to prove to the old one that he had done his job. that ramsay truly was the man reek had made him.

// i'm not sure this is what you wanted, but it came out so i thought i'd post it, despite this prompt being left aaaaaages ago. -anon //
(no subject) - sternflammenden on October 21st, 2012 01:42 am (UTC) (Expand)
Linndechir: baratheon2linndechir on March 21st, 2012 02:59 am (UTC)
Aegon I./Orys Baratheon

Anything, but smut would be great. C'mon, it's Aegon the Conqueror and his badass general bastard brother (and Targaryens do love their incest...).
I work, I function like i'm a girl.: archnemesisokelay on March 21st, 2012 03:00 am (UTC)
daemon blackfyre/daeron targaryen ii/ daenerys targaryen, their fight tore the real apart
the ricky the bartender fanatic.vorrothiel on March 21st, 2012 03:01 am (UTC)
Brandon/Barbrey, this cup is bitter but i drink from it still
Linndechir: baratheonlinndechir on March 21st, 2012 03:01 am (UTC)
Shireen Baratheon: any of the events in the books (or anything pre-GoT) from her POV, especially how she sees her parents.
bela0103: Stannis by the light of the lordbela0103 on March 21st, 2012 03:24 am (UTC)
Fill: See No Evil, Talk No Evil, Speak No Evi
They think of her blind.

They think of her deaf.

They think of her stupid.

Poor mother can't even love herself, how can she love me. Why would she love me? I'm not the one she wants, the son she needs, or a daughter to shower with gifts.

Dear father doesn't know what he's doing half the time. Can't deal with mother. Can deal with the things he sees in my eyes. Can't deal with the eyes that stare up to him. Can't deal with his own eyes.

The good hearted maester tries to sooth me, but I'm not his favourite either. To him, I'll always be a failure. The broken babe he delivered in my parents waiting arms.

The humble knight is not mine. He pities the father, when I'm the one with the scars.

The humble knight children are ignorant of my pain. I do not wish to hear from their happy life.

The stormy bastard has more love than I'll ever have.

They think me blind when they choose others in front of me. They think me deaf when they wisper their fake courtesy.

They think me stupid when they laugh behind my back.

I may not know this fully now, but I'm my father's daughter than I could ever imagine.

+++

I'm sorry if so many. I just suck at posting stuff.

Edited at 2012-03-21 03:33 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: See No Evil, Talk No Evil, Speak No Evi - bela0103 on March 21st, 2012 05:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Fill: See No Evil, Talk No Evil, Speak No Evi - lydzi on March 24th, 2012 09:14 am (UTC) (Expand)
I work, I function like i'm a girl.okelay on March 21st, 2012 03:02 am (UTC)
jaehaerys/alysanne, their trip north
Devin: LBdevymel12 on March 21st, 2012 03:02 am (UTC)
The Bloodraven/Shiera Seastar, anything/any rating
MOLLERSKATES!!: got: targaryens are pretty ijafleftofield on March 21st, 2012 03:05 am (UTC)
Viserys Targaryen, his first time with a woman, any rating welcome!
(Anonymous) on March 30th, 2012 03:13 am (UTC)
He entered the brothel in the cover of darkness, the rancid smell of a filthy butcher's shop across the alley just underneath the cloying perfumes of the scented candles. His eyes drifted to the alcoves shrouded by cheap silks hung from the walls. Taking in the slick movements and interlocking limbs, the soft breaths and grunts seeming hardly louder than the faint crackling of the fire inset upon the back wall.

Finally he allowed himself to look beside the fire, to the soft cushioned seats where they sprawled wantonly. Whores. A chord of distaste rippled through him, and he could hear his fathers voice beside him, whispering of of those filthy women, that trash, and would a dragon spend himself upon scum where a thousand lesser beasts had been?

Viserys closed his eyes. But I am a failure already father, and what dragon would sell pieces of himself to simply find enough to eat? A true dragon would burn those that dared deny him, and feast upon their crackling flesh. He could still feel his mothers crown clutched between his hands, and how afterwords finding them empty he had closed them tight around Daenerys, hard enough to draw blood.

He could feel himself walking blindly over to the whores, knowing their eyes would find his silver hair and violet eyes and mark him as VIserys Targaryen, rightful King of Westeros and honored guest of their most generous benefactor. Would they name him The Beggar King, given a chance?

He chose the lightest, a whore with ashy blond hair and deep blue eyes that flashed almost indigo in the firelight. She was silent as he led led her along a curtained hall, fingers digging hard enough to bruise to fair skin. He thought of his mother's silence upon Dragonstone, as she lay in bed for days on end and the storm lashed it's fury upon the land.

He entered the whore wordlessly, her hands clenched to the sheets on either side of him after he had slapped her when she tried to touch his face. He pumped into her, and felt for a moment the rush of power Aegon must have felt within Visenya, when he had taken her with their dragons to either side atop the walls of Harrenhal.

But within a breath the feeling was gone, and as he spilled himself inside her he imagined for a moment he was looking upon Daenerys' face, watching it crumple as it had on the day they had left the house in Braavos, where Ser Willem had died. I want to go home, she had said.

I want to go home.
(no subject) - leftofield on March 31st, 2012 04:28 am (UTC) (Expand)
Linndechir: baratheon2linndechir on March 21st, 2012 03:05 am (UTC)
Rolland Storm (the Bastard of Nightsong): give me something, ANYTHING about the "pox-marked bastard" with "an air of tattered chivalry".
Emma: ✔ Daeneryspriddo on March 21st, 2012 03:07 am (UTC)
Pyp/Grenn ; "well, the oath never said anything about not taking a man to bed, did it?"

Edited at 2012-03-21 03:09 am (UTC)
(Anonymous) on March 21st, 2012 07:05 am (UTC)
symmetry.
There is a symmetry to the way they are, the way they move.

Grenn is stocky and firm. He is a tower; he is not just the watcher on the Wall; he is the wall, and sometimes when he stands, Pyp swears he goes on for infinity in all directions - all breadth and height, a massive plane of a boy-turned-man.

Pyp is not the Night's Watch; he is the night. He is fleet and feather and dark and slick as those birds Maester Aemon keeps, the same birds Sam is always dithering on about. But secretly, Pyp feels a communion with them. They are meant for flight but are kept in cages.

Heavy and light, they are, and thick and thin, and stocky and slippery both.

In practice, in training, Grenn lunges forward and Pyp back, always a dance, every movement unintentionally balanced. It's just the way they are, Pyp and Grenn.

They are dancing with swords one afternoon when suddenly the movement shifts and instead of being in balance, Grenn's sword slides too close to Pyp's face and Pyp jumps back, into the hard stone wall behind him, Grenn's sword shaking beneath his chin, held fast by Grenn's similarly shaking hand.

"What are you doing?" Pyp asks angrily, as if it's Grenn's fault for besting him at this.

Grenn peers at Pyp. "I don't know," he says defensively, and his voice is as confused but defiant as always. "I just did it! 'S your fault for slipping up!"

"You're too stupid to best me," says Pyp, and Grenn's grip tightens. He leans forward, close enough to see the drops of sweat ornamenting Pyp's eyebrows.

"I'm not stupid," he growls, and Pyp smiles.

"Yes, you are."

"I'm not!" says Grenn, and his voice is dark, and it makes Pyp nervous.

"Just - lower your sword, Grenn. Was just a joke."

Grenn does so reluctantly, breathing heavily. Pyp opens his mouth briefly to say something, but then Grenn is leaning forward and so is Pyp and once again their symmetry slips up and their mouths mesh together like so many songs.

Pyp pulls away quickly, looking wildly around. There's no one around. He isn't sure if this makes him feel better or worse.

"I - I don't - " stammers Grenn, and Pyp looks at him with his dark eyes, black as night.

"Do it again," he commands, and Grenn follows, eager to please, eager to do what Pyp asks, his lips wet but enthusiastic, thick against the thin slip that is Pyp's mouth. His sturdy hands tangle into Pyp's hair. There are more than a few clangs of teeth. But when Grenn's hands stray toward the front of Pyp's breeches, Pyp is the uncertain one, pulling back, feeling covered and sometimes smothered by Grenn's breadth.

"The oath - " he breathes, more a pant than anything else.

Grenn pauses for a moment, hands still dancing lightly around the laces of Pyp's breeches. It's perhaps the most thoughtful Pyp has ever seen him, all quiet contemplation.

"Well," he says fairly, "the oath never said anything about not taking a man to bed, did it?" He smiles in a way Pyp might perhaps call devilish.

As Grenn's hands and mouth find his cock, Pyp promises to Grenn's hair never to call him stupid again.

After all, he had some good ideas.
Re: symmetry. - priddo on March 21st, 2012 07:50 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: symmetry. - (Anonymous) on March 21st, 2012 11:49 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: symmetry. - devymel12 on March 22nd, 2012 10:49 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - nocoward_soul on March 24th, 2012 01:47 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: symmetry. - lydzi on March 24th, 2012 09:17 am (UTC) (Expand)
I work, I function like i'm a girl.okelay on March 21st, 2012 03:11 am (UTC)
I'll take anything about the night king, was he really a stark?
confessorlove: Actors | B/C | Cutiesconfessorlove on March 21st, 2012 03:12 am (UTC)
Mormont Girls - Here We Stand
I work, I function like i'm a girl.okelay on March 21st, 2012 03:13 am (UTC)
rhaenyra/viserys II, and the dance of the dragons
curses to this mirage!: ASOIAF--House Baelishembossedsilver on March 21st, 2012 03:15 am (UTC)
Barbrey Dustin/Petyr Baelish, Brandon was a dick
Sternflammenden: House Ryswellsternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 03:15 am (UTC)
I want to write this. ;)

It might take a few days though.
(no subject) - embossedsilver on March 21st, 2012 03:17 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - sternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 03:19 am (UTC) (Expand)
Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - sternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 06:12 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - embossedsilver on March 21st, 2012 06:22 am (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - sternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 12:40 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - marbleantigone on March 21st, 2012 05:39 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - sternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - bela0103 on March 21st, 2012 05:49 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - sternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 11:30 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - lydzi on March 23rd, 2012 09:55 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Re: Barbrey/Petyr, Commiseration - sternflammenden on March 23rd, 2012 11:37 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Sternflammenden: House Harlawsternflammenden on March 21st, 2012 03:15 am (UTC)
Alannys Greyjoy & Rodrik Harlaw: something about their relationship as siblings, before Alannys became ill. Basically, anything about their dynamic, any time, any subject. Just no Harlawcest. ;)
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