#Yandere Ramsay bolton x reader

[sugarprincessbitch]

Could I request yandere Ramsay x Theon’s sister who got captured with him?

WARNING: Mention of death, rape and physical abuse.

The night Ned Stark came for Theon to Pyke you were merely a baby suckling from your mother breast, and as you grew up you only heard stories of Theon that your mother told you about when pronouncing his name was not followed by a slap.

Due to being born far later than any of your siblings and in the last stages of fertility that was left in your mother womb, she didn’t let you out of her sight. Having lost two sons in war and another far away from home you were the miracle that the drown god granted her, to redeem herself from failing to protect her children.

Growing up secluded in an island with only your mother for company affected your relationship with your other family members (if you can form a relationship with THAT kind of family) and they were not very welcoming either. The only one treating you like a human being and not a breading cattle was your sister Ahsa, but the two of you didn’t have a lot in common being rather soft for her taste.

The first time that you went out of your reclusion was when your father called for all his brothers and remaining children back to the main island. The lost son was back to home, and he couldn’t come at a more opportune moment when your house was a mess because of the succession fight for your father’s throne.

The feast was a disaster, you were uncomfortable with the gross and brutish behavior of everyone as well as the rather awkward interactions with your uncle Euron, his interest were caught more at your breasts than your face when the two of you were talking. 

You wanted to talk with Theon, that was the main reason you decided to come, maybe the two of you will bond with feeling like strangers in their own family. Instead he seemed to not recognize you, ignoring you the rest of the night.

In the following days you will only catch glimpses of your brother in the castle, he was preparing to go away again to attack the coasts in the north, you were rather sad to not have even interact in any form with the brother you never met. Yet when days later your father summon you and your siblings to the main hall, the least you would have expected was your father commanding you to accompany your brother Theon in the plan of the North attack, Asha tried in a futile attempt to convince your father otherwise, you were not a prodigy in the art of fighting, less being in a looting.

You were supposed to only seize with Torrhen Citadel and wait for your sister and the rest of the men to come to help you except Theon had other plans in mind, turning course straight to the place where he was home for much of his youth, Winterfell.

In the short time you were in the presence of your brother you came to the realization that he was a rather ambitious man, a little reckless too. He didn’t plan for the future, therefore gettin' you and the rest of you in horrible fate, when he confided in a stranger, opening Winterfell to him and his army of mad men.

Ramsay, that was the strangers name, one who he made sure you learned well given the case that it was branded on your body with iron and fire as one would do with cattle.

Every night he would tie your hands and feet to the bed frame, ravaging you until your body became sore from the friction, making you bleed.

When morning came he would leave your share chambers, not without giving you chaste kisses along the expanse of your skin and murmuring empty apologies in a mocking tone.

During the day you will be prostrate to bed being too weakened to get up, nonetheless of your physical state Ramsay forbid you to went out, locking the door with key. 

The only human interaction that you would have was with the maids (if they will talk at all, being too scared of the consequences of their master fury) and the maester to tend your wounds, Ramsay was known to play rough with his toys, even the most precious ones. 

Only one time he let you out, it was during the first days of your imprisonment when you still resisted his advances.

He took you to the dungeons, a horrible place full of death and suffering. You entered to the most dirtiest and dark cell of the place, there you saw Theon or what was left of him, horrified by the deplorable state your brother was in you stumble against Ramsay’s chest and in a low macabre voice he said “If you continue to disobey me darling… you will end up in here along with the scum of your brother”.  That was the last time you rebel against him.

Days became weeks, every passing day you were losing hope for anyone rescuing you from the claws of Ramsay, except one morning when the commotion outside of your window startled you from slumber.

Dragging your body as fast as posible to the window you saw Ramsay men fighting with the Iron Island people, your people. Hope sparkle rapidly on your chest, burning you so brightly that it brought you into tears. 

Without notice someone kick your door open, startling you out of your emotions, it was the face of your sister covered in blood. Before she uttered a word, an arrow pierce the back of her head making her stumble and collapse to the ground making a snapping sound. A sharp cry came from your moth, your face contorted in terror at the scene in front of you and the wicked grin the executioner was making, that Ramsay was making.

His father came back in time Asha and her men were attacking the fortress, outnumbering them by vast majority.

From there everything became worse, your torture reach a far atrocious fate, being bound forever to your executioner by the prospect of a dreadful marriage. 

Until one of you gave your last breath, your soul and body will never be in peace on this earthly plane.

[yandere-toons]

Ramsay: Thank you for saving my life

Sorcerer reader: I'm literally and eldritch being

RAMSAY:

HOUSE LANNISTER:

OBERYN MARTELL:

SAMWELL TARLY (+ JON):

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Mine Till Death

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

SUMMARY: Ramsay won’t just stand and watch as you get promised to another. 

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Kidnapping; Implied future Forced Marriage.

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Your whimpers are drowned by the cloth stuffed on your mouth, the material so deeply shoved into your mouth that it was suffocating you.

“Such a delicate skin, indeed. How smooth.”

Ramsay purrs, eyes glinting with malicious intent as he drags the knife across your skin, the sharp edge pressed just hard enough to make you panic.

The strap of your gown easily falls, cut by the blade. The dress falls down a bit, dangerously exposing the curves of your left breast.

“Aren’t you a beauty? No wonder everyone gets so smitten by you.” his fingers trace down the skin and you squirm against the ropes as he cups your tit, giving it a hard squeeze.

He smiles, looking at you.

“You’ll make a beautiful wife, I can feel it.” your eyes widen with shock, making his grin wider.

“Ah yes, didn’t I inform you about the wedding? How sloppy of my part, I apologize.” the corner of his lips twitches and he inches closer, until his tongue meets your cheek.

He licks a long stride of your skin, humming with delight as you wince, disgust filling you upon his actions.

“Sadly, your family won’t be present at the ceremony, I’m afraid. Not after their pathetic attempt of marrying you off to some pigheaded lord.” he says, a hint of anger behind his jovial tone.

His hand clamps around the knife and you halt your breathing, fearing that for a moment he would drive the blade inside you.

For your relief, after a tense moment he walks away from you, throwing the knife to the floor with a loud smash.The amusement vanishes from his face, replaced with blazing fury that twists his features into an ugly scowl.

“No, your father won’t even live to see you marry, I’ll personally make sure of that.” he spits, “He was a foolish man for thinking he could save you from me.

"No one can. You’re mine. The only way you can get away from me is over my dead body.”

Ramsay gives you a disturbing smile, one that freezes your heart.

“And yours.”

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Yandere Ramsay Bolton Would Include:

Dating him as a yandere is… interesting. He is utterly devoted to you and obsessed with you, and he will not hesitate to hurt anyone who comes between you. His feelings for you are not just love, but an immense hunger, a hunger that will never be sated. You are his world, his obsession. He will do anything to protect and possess you, to keep you all to himself.

Dating him would be an experience like none other. Every moment with him would be a whirlwind of emotions, ranging from blissful happiness to intense obsession. You would constantly be torn between elation at his attentions and sheer terror at his harsh possessiveness. You would never have a dull moment, as his wild temperament would keep you on your toes at all times. Whether he's lavishing you with love and affection or flying into a fit of rage, you will never be bored.

Let me tell you, I am here to deliver. His possessive feelings for you run deep. He is not only jealous of other men in your life, he is also jealous of other women. He will not tolerate anyone intruding on his territory, whether they're male or female. Any time you talk to someone other than him, he will get possessive and jealous, and he will do anything to shut that person out of your life.

He will be very clingy, and he will not hesitate to be controlling and possessive of you. You will spend a lot of time together, whether you like it or not. And just in case you had any doubts about it, his feelings for you will never die down; his obsessive love will only grow stronger. Be prepared to have him in your life for a very long time… And I mean a very long time.

He can be very affectionate. He'll be all over you, showering you with kisses, cuddles, and hugs. He might even take things a little further, if you know what I mean. His love seems unconditional and boundless, but he also needs to make it clear to anyone who might think about interfering that you are his, and his alone.

He is not gentle, that's for sure. He likes to 'play' rough, and he's not afraid to use physical force if necessary. If you make him mad, or if he feels like you're not giving and doing enough, you better watch out because he might just get a little rough with you. But don't worry, he'll promise he won't hurt you too much. He can be very rough. And he doesn't like to play nice; He likes to be dominating and in control. He'll take what he wants when he wants it, and he will not hesitate to use force if necessary. So be prepared for some rough handling.

His obsessive love will surely bring some rewards. When he'll say that you are his world. He will do almost anything to make you happy. He will shower you with compliments and gifts, and he will make sure you always feel special. If you want something, he will do everything in his power to get it for you. And don't worry, whenever he gets jealous, he'll give you extra love and affection, just to make sure you know that you're never leaving.

There are definitely some punishments in store for you as well, this man is possessive, jealous and sadistic after all. Whenever you don't obey him, or you upset him, it's bound to happen. If you're not careful, he'll get angry and snap, and when that happens all bets are off. You may face some unpleasant consequences. As he could do something as "mild" as ignoring you for days or giving you the silent treatment, but if you're 'extra special' He'll indulge in something more extreme. He could punish you physically, break you mentally, he could humiliate you in front of others, or he could isolate you from the world as punishment.

You're in for a treat. You and him will spend a lot of time together, just the two of you. You'll have romantic dinners and picnic dates, go on lovely walks, and you'll make sure to have lots of fun together. But that's not all, he'll also surprise you with gifts or trips. And of course, you're going to have lots of alone time too, and your private dates may be… a little bit more intimate.

It's a tricky one. If you willingly agreed to marry him, he would never force you. But if you resisted for some reason, there might be a slight chance he might be a little 'persuasive'. But don't worry, dear, don't worry, that won't happen. I'm sure you're a sensible person, and you'll understand that his love is only a reflection of how much he cares for you. After all, he can't have you belonging to anyone else.

Oh, he wants children. The little things running around, the pesty things that he'll have to worry about every day for the rest of his life. The ones that will scream and cry until he hates them and wish they weren't even born, right? They are little beings who deserve a loving, attentive parent like you. They are his and they will belong to him.

It would be disappointing for him. He definitely had his heart set on having children with you. But love is flexible after all, and he would absolutely not let that get in the way of your relationship though he will shame and guilt you for it. No child could come between you, and your bond would be even stronger, and you would be his singular focus for the rest of our lives.

He would force others to carry his children, and he would do it, but he would make sure that you played a very active role in the children's upbringing. If you were not able to conceive naturally, there is a slight (large) chance that he will not view the children as his own, or that he might feel less emotionally attached to them.

It is important to understand that any relationship with him would be a passionate and intense one. He can be prone to extreme displays of both affection and jealousy, and his jealousy/mood swings may lead to violence if provoked. If you are not prepared for the possibility of facing extreme anger and violence from him, then it would be best to avoid entering into a relationship with him.

One moment he's a psychotic maniac out of some horrific nightmare, and the next moment he's an angel. Being with him is like walking a tightrope without a safety net and never knowing when you might slip. But it's that danger and uncertainty that makes it so exciting. He is such a complex individual, a true mystery that intrigues you to no end. The more you'll learn about him, the more you'll crave to know more. With each new discovery, you become more immersed in his intoxicating and captivating world.

He may have a slight small tendency to be emotionally manipulative, controlling, and possessive. He became extremely possessive, jealous, and obsessive to the point that he would harm you or others in the process of keeping you close when he first laid eyes on you. He easily develops obsessive and more psychotic behaviors that would cause him to act in more unstable, unpredictable, and violent ways. He also becomes dependent on you as an emotional crutch and becomes highly possessive and possessive of you, causing your relationship to become unhealthy and toxic.

Hands down would take any challenge towards his loved one extremely seriously. He would not hesitate to attack anyone who even dared to look at you the wrong way or say something hurtful. His reactions would be violent and brutal, without any regard for consequences. He would be relentless in pursuing his objective and nothing would deter him.

He would manipulate you into doing what he wants, and he would use emotional blackmail to keep things entertaining for himself. He would also be controlling in the sense of telling you what to wear, eat, etc. to keeping you dependent on him for his own sick and twisted enjoyment.

He would turn any situation on you and make you feel guilty for anything just to use it as a means to hurt you more. He would convince you that you need him in your life to be happy and that you won't find anyone else like him to care for and look after you.

Here's something he might say to you…"You belong to me. No one else can have you. No one else can take you away from me. I love you so much. You're mine, no one else's, forever. I'll never let anyone else have you."

His favorite kinks might include: Dominance and control, Obsession and possessiveness, Manipulation, and emotional abuse, Violence and aggression, Coercion and threats, Manipulation and gaslighting, Emotional blackmail, Obsession and possessiveness.

In addition, he likes exploring other elements of dominance and control, such as bondage and restraints. He enjoys tying you down, and he likes the feeling of being in complete control over your body and movements.

He enjoys exploring different types of domination, such as physical, emotional, mental, and sexual. He likes using different practices such as bondage, impact play, degradation, and humiliation to explore his harsh dominating abilities.

He likes finding out what you respond most to and using that to his advantage. He likes making you feel powerless and vulnerable. He likes getting you to trust him completely, and then using that trust to control you for his own pleasure.

He likes having you worship him and treat him like your master, and he likes exploring different forms of submission. He likes making you feel like you are his and he owns you, and exploring different forms of bondage and restraint. He also likes exploring the use of different objects during sex, such as toys and lingerie, to add variety and spice things up.

[alannybunnue]

Hey! Do you write for the Bolton's? If you do; ¿what do you think of Wife reader x Yandere Roose Bolton and Stepmom reader x Yandere platonic Ramsay? She is the mother of domeric and maybe for something she found about child Ramsay and how his father ( roose) ignore his existence so she decides to take him home and raise him as her child against the wishes of her husband. ¿How would things to play out for Ramsay? Because I think this will change a lot of things

Yes

I hate the Boltons in everyway, but yes.

I have the scenario in my mind of how it begins. We can continue developing this later.

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"You will do no such thing"

You hear your husband not too far as you got on your horse to leave to the mill. The news of your husband's bastard tormented you enough.

Before you could leave, he stopped you for second - "Don't do this" - he said, even though he knew you wouldn't listen, just like in the day that your marriage to him was announced, you were stubborn.

You ran away.

Soon enough, you found yourself in the one place you never thought you would go, nor thought you would come for these circumstances.

The poor woman opens the door for you, she seemed shocked, with all reasons of course. Once inside, you immediately went to look for the child, stating your words clearly.

"I won't let Roose get away with this, you were put in this by his stupidity, you didn't deserve this." - as you find the baby, who at least 2 years younger then your son, Domeric, you pick him up to leave - "You will continue receiving money and supplies, but the child will be in my care."

The woman couldn't believe what was happening, but didn't stop you from taking the babe away.

Once you arrived at the Dreadfort, you didn't spare to look at Roose who waited for your return. While he almost begged you to return the child and leave it be, you only paid attention to the little one in your arms.

Soon you saw your own son, Domeric, as you knelt before him to show the babe.

"Dear, this is your little brother, Ramsay Bolton"

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Now to how all of this dinamic works.

The reader in this is stubborn and that's exactly what made Roose fall for her, there are other reasons of course, but this is the main reason.

But after she took Ramsay as her son, their relationship deteriorated a bit on her side, because she feels humiliated by her husband's affair, not by raising a child that is not hers.

So...Ramsay will not grow with the frustration of being a bastard, but probably with the frustration of the second son.

So i don't think his personality will change much. He is a menace, but only when you are not around. Because when you are, he likes to act like the obedient poor younger son, clinging onto you for attention.

Roose and Domeric realized his scheme too soon and they almost hate him for it.

Also, Ramsay likes to pick on Domeric a lot.

[gulnarsultan]

》 Hunter and Rose 《

Your pregnancy and your son Ramsay's behavior only made matters worse.  Being born after two older brothers and two older sisters brought much disappointment to Ramsa.  Besides, knowing that you were going to have a new sibling made him very grumpy. In fact, if someone had told you years ago that you were going to marry Roose Bolton, you would have laughed in their face. You met Roose at a tournament. You somehow managed to get him into his obsession at the tournament. Even if you wondered how he persuaded your family, you chose not to learn because you knew his methods.  Talking to your husband about Ramsay's behavior was not an option. After all, you knew very well which methods to resort to.  You were trying to solve the problems of your children yourself as much as you could.  The green cloth you bought while walking around today made your husband very angry. This was because the color was the symbol of your family home.  Your marriage with him caused you to delete everything about your old life.  Since you knew what he was capable of, you had no choice but to follow this rule.

[houseofyanderes]

                            CHARACTER LIST/RULES

WHAT I’LL WRITE: 

nsfw and sfw

any (insert race/ethnicity/particular thing) for reader

any gender pronouns/identity

that wonderful polyamory stuff

yandere/darker material 

WHAT I WON’T WRITE:

pedophilia

rape

scat/watersport/spitting

character match-ups

HOTD CHARACTERS:

alicent hightower

daemon targaryen

aemond targaryen

rhaenyra targaryen

+ feel free to request new characters but be patient because i have to get a feel for them first | also be nice if i outright say no

GOT CHARACTERS: 

tyrion lannister

daenerys targaryen

jon snow

jamie lannister

the hound

petyr baelish

cersei lannister

robb stark

+ feel free to request new characters but be patient because i have to get a feel for them first | also be nice if i outright say no

I DO NOT WRITE FOR:

lucerys velaryon

jacaerys velaryon

aegon II targaryen

otto hightower

viserys I targaryen

roose bolton

ramsay bolton

theon greyjoy

tywin lannister

+ please don't ask for these characters or make me say why i'm saying no to these characters, no is a full sentence :)

i do headcanons, drabbles and scenarios. specify which you’d like when you send your request or i’ll wind up picking for you. for headcanons you can request up to FOUR characters per ask. you can, of course, send the same request for a different character.  vague requests are EXTREMELY LOW priority and i probably won’t answer/write them at all  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (example: aemond targaryen x gender neutral reader). more detailed requests encouraged (example: jon snow x reader and how they make up after a fight) my name is BEE, 25, black, she/her, and i'm crazy enough to want to have a fun/peaceful time writing house of the dragon and game of thrones imagines. please pray for me as i enter THE discourse fandoms of the eon.

[missglaskin]

MTL from asoiaf to kill someone on your behalf (say if you get injured or attacked)? i do love a good overprotective yandere ;)

Note-this is regards to an assassination attempt

So the characters that come to mind: Maegor I, Ramsay, Daemon Targaryen, Cersei

If an assassination attempt is made on your life, Maegor will definitely go on the killing spree. A lot of the servants and guards will be lined up, and either beheaded (courtesy of him) or hanged. Maegor may even go so far as to suspect certain lords and ladies or even one of his wives. It may take the court to pin it on someone to stop him from committing a massacre.

Ramsay will also line up those he suspects to have made an attempt on his darling’s life. They will be sent to his dungeons, where they will be flayed and tortured for hours to extract any type of confession. In case they prove to be useless, he will display their bodies for everyone to see. 

Daemon may not go on a full-blown massacre, but he will keep an eye out for anyone he suspects and bring them before him. He has means of making someone confess. Daemon may even behead those who simply stood by or failed to protect his darling. It was Viserys who intervened to stop the violent pursuit. 

Cersei is a very paranoid person, as evidenced by her reaction to your assassination attempt. She'll assume that this is how the preparator intends to get back at her. Along with her guards, many of her servants were accused of being spies. She had them sent to the dungeons where they were tortured to force a confession out of them. She also makes sure to have someone taste your food and wine before you do.

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Imagine...

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Stark!Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Threats.

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“Now, Jon Snow, how about you be a good brother-in-law and fetch my dear wife for me.” Ramsay says, voice strained as he glares at man.

Jon shakes his head. 

“She’s not returning, Ramsay. If I were you I’d drop your hopes.”

Ramsay’s hands tighten around his sword, his left eye twitching at that as his patient vanishes. 

“Listen to me, bastard, she’s going to come back, willingly or unwillingly, I don’t really care which way. I’ll leave that at her judgment.” he declares, eyes darkening.

“But if she does not return to Winterfell till the end of the day, I promise you that my men will rip apart and slaughter every man, woman and child that is under your protection.”

“And then I’ll personally drag your sister by her hair back to where she belongs. Which is in my bed.”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Unlucky

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

SUMMARY: Sadly you lose your baby. But what’s even worse is that it’s Ramsay’s baby. 

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Miscarriage; Violence; Abusive Marriage; Threats.

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Also this is the only angry Ramsay gif I could find 😅 hope you guys like it, it's a bit too dark.

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“There were some…complications, my lord.”

Ramsay looks at you, eyes darting towards your covered middle. Your hands grip the bed sheet and you gulp as fear runs through you.

The agony of losing a child is defeated by the fear of whatever the future holds for you.

That’s what marriage with Ramsay resulted in. Nothing but fear and despair.  

"The babe? Is it fine? What happened?” Ramsay inquires the maester, genuine concern displayed in his face.

The maester glances at you, his face falling into a bow, and you do the same, avoiding Ramsay’s eyes. The excruciating pain in your middle worsens with the panic you feel, tears starting to flood your eyes.

The silence perpetuates.

“No. No!” you close your eyes, small sobs escaping you upon Ramsay’s frustration. His voice growing in volume until it cracks, desperate howls of agony as he mourns over your dead child.  

Your eyes opened in a fright as fingers painfully dig into your cheeks. Ramsay hovers over you, fury disfiguring his features.

“You…You little bitch! You did this.” He growls, eyes squinting with suspicion and your face snaps to the side with the force of his slap.

“You never wanted it, did you? My heir…my son.”

“No! Ramsay, please-“

Your pleas are rapidly interrupted with another smack, this one harsher. Your tongue tastes the blood of your torn lower lip but you know it’s only the beginning. His hand can go much harder than that. 

“You killed my child, you vicious whore.” He accuses you, grabbing you by your hair, the sharp sting making you whimper.

The madness and rage that burns in his eyes terrifies you.    

Ramsay spits in your face, the vigor of his hold increasing to the point that you can feel some of your roots giving up.

He gets closer and you stop your breathing.

“You’re going to suffer for this. When I’m done with you, you won’t even remember your own name. You’ll cry tears of blood and wish you were dead already.” he threatens you, his voice lowered to a whisper.

“And then you’re going to give me a child. A son. And another. And another. You’ll give me what I want. Over and over until you’re nothing more than my breeding bitch. That’s what you deserve.”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

🟌 Ramsay being the type of husband that makes you wear a chastity belt when he’s away from you.

Female reader

WARNINGS: Toxic Marriage.

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Did you foolishly believe that a man like Ramsay would ever offer you the benefit of doubt? 

It’s not even a matter of trust, but of ownership.

And the truth is Ramsay owns you and he’ll go through any length to keep his beautiful wife’s cunt safe from other men, ignoring whatever pain or inconvenience the device may cause you. 

Ramsay will make sure that he’s your first and last, and if by any misfortune, he perishes in the battlefield, then at least he’ll die a happy man knowing no one else will ever be able to fuck you.

Even if you want to, there's no way to remove the strap without the key - which only he possesses. 

It’s a cruel way to keep you chained to him, the horrified look on your face bringing him immense delight. 

A cruel reminder of who owns you. 

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Imagine...

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: --

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“Such a cold night, isn’t it?”

You ignore him, eyes tightly squeezed. The little warmth your garments provide threatens to escape and you wrap your arms around your legs, pushing them against your chest.

He’s right though. It’s a cold night.

Freezing, you’d say. It’s been a few hours since he locked you in a prison cell but it feels like a lifetime. The imposing cold wind slides from beneath your clothes, icing your body.

“They say a storm is coming. A nasty one.” he sings, voice overly cheerful.

Even with your eyes closed you can almost visualize the face of utter pleasure that must be on his face right now.

Taking satisfaction in your pain, seeing your crouched figure on the ground with limbs so cold that you can barely move them.

“If you apologize for what you did, I may consider letting you back into the castle.” He offers.

The temptation is devastating and you manage to peek from half-closed eyelids as his smirk widens, turning demoniac.

“If not, I’ll let you root in this cold dirty prison cell until you’ve learned your lesson.”

[yandere-toons]

The relationship between thee sorcerer!reader and Ramsay is giving me kind of Mary on a Cross by Ghost-vibes I love it!! Can't wait for more!!

Oh my, this song is perfect for that dumpster fire! I'd heard the name, but now I have more sketches in front of me than my poor hand-eye coordination can handle.

Sorcerer!Reader: I could kill you easily.

Ramsay Bolton:

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Imagine...

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Manipulation.

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“Only I take care of you. Only I provide you with clothes, food, and a roof under your head. If it wasn’t for me, you’d be dead. Or worse.”

Ramsay reminds you as he pushes the soft blankets over your body, tugging you inside the bed.

You compliantly nod with sleepy eyes although a distant part of your mind weakly reminds you that if he hadn’t killed your family and slaughtered your noble house, you wouldn’t need him.

You wouldn’t need his protection or the degrading job as a maid at the Bolton’s.

But that’s the past, isn’t it?

You’ve been lucky, like he said. And Ramsay has been nice to you. He’s only treated you well. Better than the poor souls you hear screaming for mercy every night.

That could have been your destiny if Ramsay hadn’t saved you. 

No, he’s nice.

His fingers tenderly push away a few strands of hair from your face, and he smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I’m the only one who truly loves you. Remember that.”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Decisions

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

SUMMARY: Lesson number 1: never trust Ramsay Bolton.

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Murder.

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“Choose.”

You stop breathing for a moment, eyes widening at the situation before you.

Both your mother and father shackled to their prison cells, the cruel treatment they have received obvious as their bodies are unhealthily skinny, their faces hollow while blood and fluids stick to their torn clothes.

You can hardly recognize them as your noble parents. 

Ramsay wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder and a mocking tone inflecting as he speaks.

“Go on, tell me your decision. Which one is the unlucky parent?”

“Ramsay, please…don’t make me do this.” 

His hand jumps to your throat, turning you towards him. An amused expression covering his face.

“As much as I’m having fun, love, my patience is starting to run thin. So you can either choose one or I’ll be the one deciding which one of my beloved in-laws will be joining my parents in the high heavens.” his lips open into a large grin, madness reflected in his eyes. 

Dropping your eyes to the floor, you twist your hands in an array of anxiety and despair.

“My father.” your voice is barely a whisper, a stray tear escaping your eye at the life-haunting decision you just made. 

“Aha, I knew it!” Ramsay claps his hands in delight, the pleas and cries of your parents breaking your heart.

“Forgive me, father-in-law, but it seems like your time here has ended. It was genuinely nice knowing you, if I may say. The same for you, my lady.”

At the sound of his hounds being released, you turn around only to realize how much of a mistake it was.

Your mouth drops in horror as the ear-piercing screams of father alongside your mother fill the dungeon, but it doesn't compare to the shock of seeing the hounds ripping the flesh of both your father and your mother.

"No, no! Ramsay, no, you promised me… I did chose…” you grab his arm, pleading.

“My sweet little wife, so trusting.” he caresses your cheek, index finger touching your quivering bottom lip and he leans forward, pressing a light kiss to your lips.

“You should’ve known by now that I’m not a man of my word, am I?”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Good Maid

Pairing: Dark Ramsay Bolton x (female) Reader

SUMMARY: Your lady’s husband takes an unrequited interest in you. 

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNINGS: Noncon (handjob); Power Abuse.

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Icy eyes.

That’s the first thing you noticed about your Ramsay Bolton.

The happiness of being back in Winterfell is short-lived as you quickly realize that it’s no longer the same blissful environment.

It’s changed.

The familiar walls that once gave you peace now offer you anxiety over what the future holds. The people look grim, bitter expressions molding their faces as if they've lost their hope.

The Bolton House scares you more than anything, their sigil making you hold your breath every time you see it. You always avert your eyes as if it’s a bad omen.

Tension and apprehension float in the air, more so upon meeting the family. 

You stay behind your lady as she reaches closer to them, but you know she too isn’t looking forward to meeting them. But appearances matter so she puts a neutral mask over her mask, maintaining her dignity. 

Lady Bolton is amicable, sweet even. A Frey, you’ve heard. Practically offered, with a heavy dowry of silver coins worth her weight.

But the man and his son inspire fear, despite their poor attempt to make conversation Many stories about them have reached your ears. Passionate fans of violent practices such as flaying.

The thought alone makes you shiver, and it catches the younger man’s attention.

His blue eyes only rested on you for a moment, but it was enough for you to look away in a hurry, switching your gaze to Lady Sansa as she introduced herself to the Bolton family, not daring to look again at the man.

But still, an unsettling itch remained on your skin as you observed the fulfillment of formalities, only relaxing when it’s time to accompany your lady to her chambers, to help her prepare for the ceremony.

You pray to the gods, wishing everything to go well, but something tells you it won't be that easy.

“Such a hard-working maid you got yourself, my dear wife. Northern maids really are unique.”

As the words come out of Ramsay Bolton’s mouth, you and your lady exchange a look, both of you at a loss at words.

You put your head down, hiding behind a curtain of hair, hoping it would be enough to conceal you from the shameless staring coming from your lady’s husband as he comes closer to you.

“I’m afraid my own servants aren’t quite as efficient as you are, young girl. I’m sure my wife won’t mind you giving me a helping hand, won’t she?” his head twists as he directs his words to Sansa.

She looks at him, pink lips parted as she hesitates for a moment.

You want her to refuse.

To demand her husband to go away. To leave you alone.

But a wife can never disrespect her husband in such a way. Much less for an ordinary maid.

You know that. But even so, she attempts.

“My lord, she’s my maid-“

“…and I’m your husband, correct?”

Tension fills the room as the smile slips away from Ramsay’s face, his jaw dangerously ticking.

He slowly walks away to the bed, sitting on its edge. Your eyes drop to his hands, the way they’re bundled in fists.

Servants often speak of the poor treatment many ladies receive at the hands of their husbands and you can only hope your lady doesn’t collect the same destiny.

She’s the closest thing you have to a friend now.

“…and allow me to remind you, my lovely wife, that this is my home. Everything and everyone under this roof belongs to me, yourself included.”

Sansa presses her lips into a thin line, helpless as you are. The sinister grin returns to his face, giving him a deranged appearance.

“Good thing I‘ve cleared out all misunderstandings. Now, you-“ he gestures to you, “Come closer, I don’t bite.”

Your lady takes a step towards the door but her attempt is fruitless. 

“No, you’ll stay here, lady Sansa.” Ramsay barks. “You’ll stay and watch how useful your maid will be. Perhaps learn a thing or two from her.”

She looks at you, fear in her eyes and you force yourself to drop your eyes to the ground, unable to face her. Ramsay snaps his fingers for attention, indicating you to come closer.

“You can start unbuttoning my shirt.”

Your fingers shake ever so lightly as you do so, cold sweat gathering at the back of your neck with the uneasy proximity to your lord.

“Remove it.” He orders as you end the row of buttons. You do as he says, pulling off his shirt. Your legs carry you a step back, but you’re soon stopped, his hand wrapping itself around your wrist, pulling you back.

“…and now the trousers.”

“My lord?”

“You’ve heard it. The trousers.” he repeats.

You swallow, quickly reaching for the buttons on his slacks, undoing them. But once again he grabs your hand.

“I believe you can be more helpful than that.” his heated stare makes you cower. Your eyes steal a glance at your lady, but her head is down, gaze focused on the floor with redness covering her cheeks.

There’s nothing she can do for you.

Your neck snaps with a painful crack as Ramsay pulls your face forward, forcing you to look at him as he pulls you down, pushing you on your knees.

“Your lady isn’t going to save you, silly girl.” he comments, humming with delight. “So perhaps you should help yourself and do as your lord commands you to."

"Or if you’d rather spend a lovely evening with my hounds. They must be quite hungry tonight, haven’t fed them in days.”

His threat is enough to scare you at the memory of the violent beasts he so proudly showed to your lady.

“So? Do you prefer my hound’s company?”

“No, my lord.” You mutter, shaking your head.

 “Good.” he says. “Take it off then.”

He pushes your hand over his unbuttoned pants, and you reluctantly dig your hand inside, wincing upon touching his hard member.  

You do as he says, looking back at Ramsay with a clueless expression.

“Touch it.” he instructs.  

“A hand will suffice for now. I can sense you’re a shy little thing in front of public.” he says, his eyes running over your figure greedily. “I suppose I’ll have to work on that.”

Your hand moves unnaturally, almost as a foreign limb. It doesn’t feel real seeing your hand moving up and down his cock, the steady rhythm gaining a few curses from Ramsay.

His hand finds the back of your neck, gripping it tight. He pushes you closer, burying his face into your hair. His breathing is heavy on your ear as you keep your ministrations.

The air feels thicker, making it hard to breathe as you hold back your tears. It feels like forever before his cock twitches before he finally cums, warm seed spurting onto your hand.

Ramsay presses a wet kiss to your hairline, his face glinting with sweat as he smiles, a sickly satisfied grin.

“Now that’s what I call a good maid.”