Um, My Eyes Have Been Blessed This Day🥺❤️💝The Detail Here Is Astounding And I Am So Beyond

I will not rest until this fic gets its proper due. It is so good!!!🥺💞 If you love Thramsay, this is an absolute must read. And if you just want a good story about characters with questionable morals, spiciness, phenomenal characterization, stellar relationships, relatability and a fantastic premise… This has everything you need. Read it now, you will not be disappointed.

New chapter of my Blockbuster Thramsay AU ‘For Rent’ is up! ⭐️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59310016/chapters/163471921

I’m not the most jazzed by this fic graphic but I found the Blockbuster employee training manual on the internet archives and I wanted to try and use it 🥺

I’m out of town for a few more days!! But as soon as I’m back I’ll be replying to comments~

Preview:

“You’re home early,” Ramsay comments as the younger man stalks over to the kitchen. The lack of greeting irks him, but interest in Theon being home so early overrides his desire to scold his pet.

A crisp ‘pop’ of a tab punching a hole in a can echoes from the adjacent room, and then Theon returns. Ramsay watches the muscles in his neck squirm as he takes a long, dramatic gulp of his beer. “I got fucking fired.”

Ramsay shoots up and practically skips over to Theon. His sea-blue eyes are brimming with salty tears—if they fall, he doubts he’ll be able to stop himself from licking them up. The redness of his waterline tells him that he’s already shed a few tears on the drive home. Maybe he’d even cried in the store; the mental image delights him.

do u think jaime is the only one who (outside of wet nurses) picked tyrion up to comfort him? do u think he put tyrion on his shoulders to make him feel tall? did jaime run tyrions legs for him when he was having a bad pain day??? Do you think that, warped by cersei and tywin as he was, loves and cherishes his little brother? He doesn't see a monster that's his little buddy 🥺

Wait no wait wait hold on wait—

they are brothers. They love each other. They are best friends. They are the only ones who care about each other. Tyrion is the ONLY one who doesn’t want anything from Jaime, and Tyrion is the only one who truly loves Jaime. And Jaime doesn’t even know how much he loves Tyrion, as well.

They’re both emotionally crippled because of the trauma of their family. It doesn’t matter if you’re the Golden Child, First Born, Heir to Casterly Rock, or if you’re the monster who killed his mother and failed to uphold the family name. The burden is the same weight, and it’s so heavy that both of them were crushed beneath it.

I’m not crying. I’m fine. I’m fine. 🙂 I’m tot🙂ally 🙂 fin e.

Also yeah Jaime totally did physical therapy with tyrion sorry that’s canon georhshhe told me so

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Selkie Theon AU. Snippet below the cut.

The waves lapped at the shore, mere inches from Theon’s toes. He watched from his place on the beach, arms wrapped around his legs, chin rested on his bony knees, unable to look away from the grey water that stretched serene and peaceful to the horizon. The distant cawing of seabirds echoed across the waves in the early morning. They taunted him with their songs and harsh voices more mocking than that of his master.

Theon pushed that thought far into the back of his worn mind. Now was not the time for thinking of him. Now was not the time to bemoan what might have been. Now was the time for dreaming of what was. When he’d been a selkie.

A frown tightened his lips. He was still a selkie.

Although his pelt may now belong forever to his tormentor—lover—and kept permanently out of his reach, it changed nothing. The place Theon would truly always belong, was to the ocean. His ties to it were strong, the pull of them unbreakable. A constant presence in his being that was as unyielding as the moon and the tide, urging him to find his way back home.

Except he would never be permitted to answer its call.

Give it lots of love, it’s so gooood!!😩

I had so much fun doing this lil’ collab with @dauthdaert-the-orchid 🐾🎀 We both did pet hybrid fics—mine is especially cuddly cat boy Ramsay and their’s is an incredibly adorable dog boy Theon.

🐈‍⬛ https://archiveofourown.org/works/63158908

🐕 https://archiveofourown.org/works/63158356

From the corner of the room, there’s a dull, repetitive thunk—it’s a sickening scratching noise that melts into reverberating wood. The monotony is the only thing allowing Theon to cling to sleep, but he’s rapidly becoming aware of his surroundings.

Maybe if he ignored it, Ramsay would go back to bed.

Thunk.

Thunk.

Thunk.

In response, Theon squeezed his eyes shut tighter, trying in vain to disregard the yowling that had started to accompany the sound of claws raking on the underside of his dresser. This was the fifth night in a row the cat hybrid had awoken him in the dead of night, or at least he assumed it was the dead of night.

If he opened his eyelids or showed any sign of life, there would be no hope of Ramsay growing bored and giving up. Still, it’s an exercise in futility; the likelihood of that happening was slim to none.

Another long, drawn-out cry tells Theon that he will most likely not be met with such fortune tonight. His pet was nothing if not insistent. When he wanted something—it didn’t matter what that something was or the hour of the day—he got it.

‘don’t you want your favourite character to be happy???’ no? i want my favourite character to be interesting. i want me to be happy. which sometimes involves my favourite character being in exquisite agony

WIP WORD TRAIN

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share an excerpt from your WIPs that starts with that letter.

Tagged by: @pseudonym-s

Thank you for the tag! I know I’m really late, but life has been a mess. This was so fun though:))

(A tiny bit of nsfw-ish beneath the cut)

C

Certain now that Ramsay wouldn’t give him what he really craved, Theon resigned himself to his fate and continued allowing the other man to feed him without a fight.

“You’re so cute when you’re dejected, you know,” Ramsay said, his voice and gaze genuinely, annoyingly fond.

Theon frowned, but took the next bite anyway; too tired to argue anymore.

As soon as the morsel passed his lips, the grip was back, holding tightly to his base.

He nearly choked on his mouthful as Ramsay resumed stroking him with quick, rough movements.

R

Ramsay whispered, “What could you do to stop me right now if you actually wanted me to?”

U

Unlike every other morning he had woken up after a night of drinking, something was off about this instance. His body felt weighted down and lethargic as if his muscles had been repeatedly pounded with a meat cleaver. A sharp stinging in a place he had never felt hurt in such a way before…

E

“Exactly; we’re not kids. So let’s not act like it.” Robb’s gaze and tone were calmly stern. It was clear he was attempting to be firm without starting an argument. He had always been good at keeping his temper in check.

Unlike Theon.

L

look was warped with something startlingly close to malice.

“For the same reason you chain up an unruly dog; to teach it a lesson.”

Through the embarrassment and discomfort, that phrasing brought Theon’s hackles up the smallest bit.

“I don’t need to be ‘taught a lesson’ from you.”

All the snippets are from my wip; Place Your Bets.

Anybody that wants to share their works (even if you already have) PLEASE DO!! I need to see more of y’all’s wonderful writing🥺

The dynamics just from the first chapter were so fun, with such great world building… I have a feeling we’re all gonna wanna see where it leads us!

Read it. Now.

Happy Valentine’s Day Thramsay fam!!!

After breaking down in the middle of nowhere, Theon and his brothers find themselves stranded in a remote cabin in the woods. Used to the finer things in life, Theon is unimpressed with the rustic charm of the Hornwood. It doesn’t help that his host, Ramsay Bolton, seems to take sadistic pleasure in his pain.

Things only get worse after a boating accident leaves Theon with amnesia.

All alone with no memory, he has no choice but to trust the man that claims to be his fiancé.

The long anticipated Overboard 1987 Thramsay AU!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63046321