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Pale Shadow by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
17 Mar 2025
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Satin wondered vaguely if he was being hunted. Had Ghost taken the measure of him and deemed him so little a threat that he might as well be prey? Had the beast seen fit to make a meal of him? The red eyes that followed him did not seem to gleam with hunger or ill intent but how would Satin know if they did? It was men Satin knew, not wolves. He had enigmatic eyes, that much Satin could say. Unreadable eyes, he thought, like his master.
(Ghost has taken to following Satin around Castle Black as he performs his duties. Satin isn't sure about it at first but perhaps the stoic direwolf has a softer side than he presents. Perhaps his master is much the same.)
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- Part 2 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Old Habits by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
22 Mar 2025
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Surely, this was it. He was in Jon’s bed, for Seven’s sake. 'I would offer you Ghost but he is not here to warm you', Jon had said, leaving behind what was unsaid to hover like a specter at the end of the sentence – But I am. It could mean nothing else. And yet, Jon laid next to him as still as the grave. He did not curl up behind Satin and slowly run his hand up his flank with greedy seeking fingers. He did not take Satin by the wrist and move it down to his laces. He just laid there. Perhaps Jon needed him to initiate it? Perhaps he clung to his honor too desperately to be the one to start this? Had Jon been waiting for Satin to touch him all these months because he was too good a man to ask for it? He wouldn’t even mind, Satin realized with a start, if Jon wanted to have him, if Jon wanted Satin to keep him warm.
(A cold snap has settled over the Wall, cold like Satin has never known. He spends his nights shivering alone until a solution is offered. Huddling for warmth is a normal enough thing in the North but it presents a change in the delicate balance built between Lord Commander and Steward as old habits haunt Satin and his understanding of himself and the world.)
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- Part 3 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Fool, Whore, and Steward by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
27 Mar 2025
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‘Why’s he get you all to himself?’ he had mocked, like Satin was some resource the Lord Commander was hoarding. Jon does have me all to himself, doesn’t he? He thought. And he won’t even have me. Satin wanted to laugh. It was a mummer’s farce, truly. The tale of a fool, a whore, and a steward all wrapped into one. Part of him, perhaps the Fool or the Whore he could not be sure, wanted to wake Jon and tell him what Elyar had said so Jon could assure him that he would keep Satin all to himself, that he didn’t need to worry about the brute and his grasping hands. But that was madness manifested from being overtired and overwarm and too close to Jon. So, instead, he remained the Steward, rolled over, and waited for sleep to take him.
(Most men of Night's Watch leave Satin well enough alone other than a few jeers and japes about his past life as a whore. But a new Black Brother takes his past as an invitation and learns the hard way that Satin is not to be pawed at when the Lord Commander gets involved. Jon and Satin finally have a -somewhat- open conversation.)
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- Part 4 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Between Positions by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
01 Apr 2025
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"I’m going to step all over her in front of half the Night’s Watch, the Free Folk, and the Queen’s Men alike.”
“Well,” Satin smiled and stood, placing the maiden’s cloak aside. “We can’t have that now, can we? Lady Alys cannot go to her marriage bed with bloody feet. I know the Pavane. It’s simple, actually. I can teach you, practice with you, and save poor Lady Alys the bruises.”
Jon disguised a choking sound with a clipped laugh and waved his hand dismissively. “No, Satin, you needn’t do that for me.”
Satin stifled the urge to sigh. Ah, I know the steps to this dance too, he thought. I offer. You resist. I offer. You resist again, just a little less and on and on until we end where we were always going to end. If it is to be another turn of this dance, Jon, then so be it. If you insist, my lord.
(Satin's sparring lessons continue. Jon must learn a dance for Alys Karstark's wedding. Luckily, Satin knows it and offers to teach him. They spar, they dance, they circle around each other as tension continues to build between them)
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- Part 5 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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A Favor in Kind by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
10 May 2025
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“There are no wounds to tend, Jon." Satin assured him. "It is just an ache.”
Jon breathed deeply through his nose, that way he did when he was deep in thought or hesitating, as he considered Satin’s words. His brow furrowed as he seemed to come to some sort of conclusion. His voice was quiet, almost barely more than a grumble, when he finally spoke. “You tend my aches all the time.”
Satin opened his mouth to tell him that he didn’t mind doing that for him, that they’d been over this and he needn’t feel shame for hurting and needing some relief, that Satin offered so it was all okay, before the look on Jon’s face gave him pause. It wasn’t hesitancy, like he’d first thought. It was something closer to bashful with the faintest hint of color rising to the tips of his ears and the awkward way he was holding his shoulders. The realization came to him slowly in the quiet that followed. Jon was offering. Satin blinked.
(Satin takes a tumble, Jon makes an offer. And Satin - offering, always, offering - is suddenly left to be the one accepting. It's a vulnerable thing, Satin finds, accepting when all you know is offering.)
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- Part 13 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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It Takes Two by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
16 May 2025
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Despite the late hour, Winterfell was still awake and bustling. Servants hustled through the corridors carrying food and drink, people danced and stepped on each other’s feet in their eagerness and intoxication, men sang loudly and off-key in harmonies so discordant it wasn’t always clear what song they were singing, and laughter echoed across the castle’s cobblestones. Life was good; the Boltons dead, Winterfell saved and liberated, and the balance of power put to rights, for a Stark – or as close a Stark as was left – ruled in the North again. Just for the night, all was right in the world.
(The feast in honor of Winterfell's liberation is tonight but that doesn't mean Jon and Satin aren't working. The Lord of Winterfell is never free of duties and Satin is never far behind him to offer what help he can. But before the feast, during it between respective dances and conversations, and after the festivities are over, they can still find moments for one another.)
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- Part 14 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care