#thramsay fluffy

[puppyxaegon]

Omg I just read your sub!Aegon alphabet and I totally agree with you that that boy does not wash regularly. So I was thinking imagine he’s forcibly brought back from a drunken night out on the streets and I feel like because this happens so often that the servants and alicent and Otto are not gentle when trying to clean him up. So his wife!reader dismisses everyone and washes him herself but she’s so soft and gentle with him. Just lots of fluffy intimacy ❤️❤️

A/n: Hi and thanks for the ask!! We are extremely pro healing Aegon in this household and I just so happen to lovee a bath scene (spot the thramsay enjoyer) so here we go. Also writing dialogue is so hard and I'm not that experienced with it so I hope it is decent and not too clunky. Please let me know your thoughts <3

Holding the Man

Soft!Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!reader

Rating: general/not explicit

Tags: mentions of alcoholism, mention of vomiting, fluff, bathing

Another a/n: even though it's not reflected in the pic, my x reader fics are always written to be as inclusive as possible for any reader unless otherwise specified. Obviously it's not as easy to find poc in this kind of aesthetic but please know this is just as much for non white readers as it is for anyone else. And if anyone wants something like specifically x black reader stuff I am open to writing that too. I fully understand what it is to feel like you aren't represented or thought about in the community and I don't want anyone to have to feel that way. Just request pls!)

It's been two days since you last saw your husband. He had been out as he often is. Gods know where. You worry of course, but you've always known who your husband is, even before you met him, rumors do travel in the realm. And you love him all the same.

You know he often spends time in places he rightly should not be, drowning in drink and turning up somewhere days later in a stupor. So when you hear the commotion echoing through the corridors with that all too familiar whine at it's center you can guess the scene that you're about to walk into. You slip on your dressing gown down and tie your hair back hastily, moving down the hall towards Aegon's personal chambers.

When you stop just within the threshold, he sits shivering in a tub in the middle of the room. A young looking serving girl stands near the tub as well, attending a tray of soaps and oils. His mother and The Hand flank him on either side. They both stoop over him, scrutinizing as his mother holds one arm above his head by the wrist, absently, as if handling a soiled rag. They squabble amongst each other, above his head while Aegon looks between them, visibly miserable, confused, and maybe a bit nauseous. He looks so small like that, being fussed over like a child, shaking and practically nude while they stand over him. 'It isn't right. He's the next fucking king,' you think. 'He should be treated with greater decency even when he isn't at his best.' You can't imagine how this must feel.

His mother is scolding him now, voice low and close to his ear but from her clenched teeth and bruising grip you know her words are harsh. Aegon flinches periodically and stares hard ahead, clearly holding back tears and willing his mind to be anywhere else. Otto stands on his other side, standing perfectly still with that leveling gaze and crossed arms. Watching so closely but saying nothing. Always watching. As soon as you step foot into the room all eyes turn to you, though Aegon sees you and quickly turns his gaze, training it on the water and letting his mop of greasy hair cover his face. The eyes of the Queen and her father are so intense that you have to take a deep breath to push down the nerves that threaten to crawl up your throat and out from your mouth. You still hadn't gotten quite used to these people, and you often find them strangely severe. An undercurrent of tension and unsaid words move alongside every interaction, and you can't say that you've been here long enough to understand why. No one says anything for the moment, as you take in the scene, mouth set in a hard line and forehead creased with concern.

The Queen mistakes your distaste of his treatment for disgust with the man himself, and you try not to let that assumption anger you. "And look now," she says, gesturing to you and stooping down to try and meet his gaze. "You bring shame and discomfiture to your lady wife." He twists again, finally breaking himself from her grip, causing some water to slosh out from the tub and onto the floor. He wraps his arms around himself, slumping to the side of the tub and sliding further in until the water touches his chin. She rolls her eyes and wipes the hand against her gown. She folds her hands together and turns to you, beginning to speak. When you hazard another glance at Aegon, he is looking right back at you, eyes pleading with you, 'Don't let them', and so you wont. "My lady," she begins through a tight smile. "I hope you do not-"

"My Queen", you cut in, internally cringing at your own inappropriate interruption. All the eyes in the room snap to you once again, Otto's curious, the serving girl's uneasy, Aegon's hopeful, and the Queen's simply unreadable.

Her face is calm but she stares straight into you with that look which always seemed to wait for a challenge wherever her children were concerned. "If you'll forgive the intrusion your grace," you say gently, bowing slightly "I would ask that I could care for my husband tonight?" Otto observes you looking almost amused. You swallow, eyes flitting over to Aegon who hasn't moved from his position but now grips the edges of the tub and looks as if he thinks he may float away if he lets go. He shudders slightly. The Queen's gaze remains trained on you and she takes in a deep breath, shifts her jaw as if she's considering much more than whether you should be allowed to bathe your husband. She glances back over to Aegon then to you again. "Well, I suppose I don't see why not."

Just then Aegon inhales sharply and lurches forward, vomiting on the floor and onto the feet of the serving girl. She looks to nearly jump out of her skin, nearly dropping her tray before scrambling back and clamping a hand over her mouth, suppressing a yelp. The Queen stiffens, hands clenching into fists but her expression unchanging. You well know that she has seen him like this more times than anyone could count. The girl however looks pale, and like she may be sick herself if she isn't careful. She must be new, a pity.

The Queen turns to her soberly. "Clean that up." She speaks without betraying a single thought. "Finish your duties, then be gone for the night." The girl nods, turns to place the tray on a nearby table and moves to get knees, suppressing a retch as she begins to clean. The Queen looks to her father again, then back to you, nodding and clasping her hands behind her. She and Otto move towards the door, where you still stand near the threshold. As she steps past you, she stops briefly and grasps your hand, seeking out your gaze and forcing the eye contact. "Good night my lady" she says with that inexplicable intensity, and then they're gone.

The serving girl remains, wiping up the last of the mess on the floor and quickly returning to her feet. She looks to you timidly, clearly unsure of where she should be. "Wait outside" you tell her with a small smile. She tries to return the gesture and her lips are tight, disingenuous cordiality betraying her judgement; but still nods curtly, turning on her heel and leaving the room. You're aware of how everyone in the castle thinks of your prince, but it matters not. Let their thoughts go with the wind.

Finally alone, you approach and kneel at the side of the tub, to your husband who sits reclined with his head resting against the back edge of the tub. His eyes are closed, but when you raise your hand to brush the hair from his face and press it against his forehead he opens them bad they meet with yours. He has the most expressive eyes, you've thought that for as long as you've known him. After a lifetime of being taught to conceal his true thoughts and feelings, they speak million unsaid words directly into your mind. Tonight you saw, as you often did, shame. And an apology.

You use a rag to wipe of remnants of vomit from the side of his mouth, scoffing. They had cleaned the floor spotless, but hadn't even bothered to wipe the prince's face. He looked so pretty, blushing red but your heart aches with the distant awareness that it's a product of embarrassment, not just the steam and the drink. You find one of his hands beneath the water and lift it, watching the way his pale fingers entangle with your own."My poor sweet Egg" you sigh, pressing a kiss into his bruised knuckles. "What will I do with you?"

He chuckles, ignoring the comment and looking away. "I don't think my mother much likes you"

You know the queen does not particularly like you, but so far as you've seen she does not seem to truly like anyone. Except maybe her white knight, but he seems to detest everyone else just the same. She is a woman under immense pressure and you recognize that. She is also a woman who protects her children above all else, so as long as you remain close to the prince she would always look to you with trepidation. She doesn't hate you, but you know she may never trust you fully. You wonder if Aegon ever things of these things. Either way, he does not need to think of them now, so you just smile, and poke him in the ribs playfully, making him jump and bat your hand away.

"And why ever would you think that, my lord" you ask sarcastically, drawing out the last syllable.

"Because," he breathes out, stretching, his tense body now visibly more relaxed. "You love me so easily. She tries so hard but...I still can't tell if she's succeeded. She loves her son but she doesn't love me. Who I truly am, the way you do. I think she's jealous." He giggles at the last sentiment, a hand coming up to rub at his face.

This gives you pause. He can be so lovely at times that is makes you want to cry, but never when he means to. It makes your heart soften. You don't know how to respond, so you push your fingers through his hair, along the back of his neck and down to his shoulders.

"Sit up darling, let's get you clean."

A tray sits on the table nearest to the tub, and from it you pick up the woolen rag and lump of soap, dunking them both beneath the water. You spend the next twenty minutes or so bathing him, mostly in silence save for the occasional sigh or hum from your husband. With a focused but gentle hand, you scrub the outside world from every part of his body, filling the room with a light aroma of oranges from the soap. Once he is mostly clean, you massage his back and shoulders, adoring the way he relaxes beneath your fingers. You lightly run your nails across his chest, not missing the way he shudders at this, shifting slightly when your hand brushes past his nipple. He swallows thickly and suddenly seizes your wrist. The in his eyes is suddenly sharp and reminds you endlessly of his mother.

"You do love me, right?" He never seems to know for sure, the poor thing. You place a hand on the crook of his neck, your thumb coming up to stroke his cheek. You study the worry on his face, the curve of his nose and those eyes that you gaze into and can’t help but love. "Of course I do, you fool." You lean forward, placing a chaste kiss upon his lips. He returns it, softly and without pushing for more. You place another soft kiss onto one cheek, then then other, then his temple and the tip of his nose until you find yourself leaving invisible marks of your love on every bit of his face until he begins to giggle and squirm away from the attention. You revel in the sweetness of it, the privilege of indulging in this part of the man who most people know as all sharp edges.

You move behind him, cupping some water in your hands and smooth it back through his hair. From the tray you take a few drops of rose oil into your hands and work a few drops of rose oil through his hair, massing and scratching his scalp as you go. He closes his eyes and hums, leaning back into your touch.

Once you finish you move to his wardrobe to find clean dry smallclothes for him to change into. Returning to the tub, you place the. Small pile of clothing on the table and squat down next to him, back at his level.

"Now," you say, sitting back up on your heels and resting your hands upon your thighs. "Shall we retire to my chambers while this is cleaned up?"

He looks up at you, a twinkle of mischief back in his eye and a smirk lifting one side of his mouth. "Well yes wife, I would think so."

[crowley-the-1-true-king-of-hell]

I think what really bothers me about Destiel is that every moment with Cas & Dean is seen as romantic Destiel. Every. Single. Moment

There are moments in the show where I understand why a scene was tagged as Destiel in a romance way. Even as someone who despises Destiel I can look at some interactions and understand why the scene was tagged Destiel in a romance way

This for example

But then there are moments that I would never in a million years see as Destiel in a romance way and I cannot fathom why people on Tumblr tag the scene as such

Like this one

Look at the reblogs on when Jack got imprisoned in a box and Cas' reaction to that

I ship Crowstiel but if Crowley did this to Cas? I would not see that moment as Crowstiel. I don't think a fictional ship has to be 100% fluffy to be valid or deserving of being shipped. This is fiction not reality

My issue isn't that people ship a ship that isn't fluffy. My issue is that some Destiel shippers genuinely truly believe that everything and anything is proof of Dean's love for Cas

Talking about the link above if I shipped Destiel as a healthy and romantic relationship then my reaction wouldn't be praise, it wouldn't be acceptance. It wouldn't be awwww Destiel 😍 I would be outraged because you asked for domestic Destiel, you begged for domestic Destiel and do you know what the writers gave you? A domestic Destiel involving Dean justifying child abuse to Cas

Why tf would anyone, who ships Destiel romantically ever tolerate that or let it slide? The show writers do have their own ideas but some of their ideas are from listening to the fandom. When you don't push back the show writers think it's okay

Some really dark ships like Ramsay x Reek are shipped because they've always been shipped as an effed up inappropriate relationship. People KNOW that ship is wrong. They KNOW this. They ship that ship for what it is. And what it is is a psychological study of a torture victim with stockholm syndrome and a torturer with lima syndrome. It is shipped as a psychological study. It is not shipped as a romance. It's shipped as a dark taboo kink that should only exist in fiction. It's never shipped as romance

But Destiel is NOT Thramsay. George RR Martin has created Thramsay as effed up from the very beginning. In the books written by Martin, Ramsay calls Theon his sweet Reek and kisses him on the cheek, while Reek is also a victim Ramsay tortures

Destiel. Either the show creators have intended Destiel to be a ship between an abuser and a victim

Or the writers intended for the ship to be a healthy relationship and listened to you guys on whether they were doing it right. Obviously with tags like this, it's no wonder they didn't get it right

If the tags were #why did the writers vandalize my ship?! #I know this is wrong but I can't help but like how fucked up it is

Then I would think that Destiel shippers are aware of what they're shipping and that's all I ask for

But when they genuinely believe that this is proof of normal romance and parenting it is painful

Do you ship this moment psychologically as a character study of a toxic moment in a relationship?

Do you ship this moment as a taboo? Like I know it's wrong but it's psychologically fascinating

Do you ship this moment ironically?

All of the above I get

But shipping it as romantic I don't get

[alleyskywalker]

I was going to start this post with “I didn’t vote” but I actually did end up voting for “kyra,” but mostly to like 1) balance things out, because I felt like this ended up getting reblogged a lot by the thramsay side of fandom specifically, and 2) because it’s important to me to defend the interest in the pre-Ramsay part of Theon’s storyline/AU storylines where Ramsay doesn’t happen, given how that is often treated by fandom. But going off just the…vibes that these categorizations seem to be attempting to summarize I might be more of an Asha?

But that’s the thing: who knows. I don’t. Because genuinely, going by these categorizations at least, I don’t really know where I’d fit in?  

I like angst and plot/politics and themes and psychology and canon, etc, but at the same time don’t feel the need to linger in the intense trauma/torture bubble of ADWD forever, don’t see that as THE most interesting thing. And as much as I like plot, the feelings and relationships matter to me, and in fandom I do highly enjoy shipping (but also gen…). (But again…couldn’t care less about PWPs or plotless modern AU fluff.) I would actually like a happy(ish) ending where Theon gets to recover as much as possible. (But while I like a happy future-fic, I’m not really THAT interested in the intense “post-ADWD” fluffy reunion fics that option “jeyne” seems to be implying, along the lines of the entire “Theon reunites with his mother” genre.)

I think Theon could have been just as interesting of a character with lesser amounts of gruesomeness and uncorrectable damage, etc. At the same time, some kind of failure/maturation arch would have been needed and even the Ramsay plotline isn’t something I dislike in canon, though yes, personally, I wish George didn’t go so hard on the horror and unrectifiable mutilation, etc – I don’t think it was necessary by any means.

 I really enjoy explorations of Theon as a person pre-Ramsay (the “ACOK and before Theon”) but I’m not the sort of person/fan who narrows that down to “party badboy” or “Theon (honorary) Stark.” In fact what I care about in pre-Ramsay Theon is…not those things at all for the most part. I’m very interested in Greyjoy family dynamics, Theon’s ironborn heritage, etc, AU or not, and I don’t idealize Theon’s relationship with the Starks at all. But…I do like exploring Theon & Robb, romantically or platonically? And I love an AU/fic where Theon gets to interact with non-northern, non-ironborn characters, e.g. Mallisters, Tullys, or even some people he hasn’t met/interacted with in canon (Jaime? Renly?).

The last option is probably the only one where clearly this is not about me. Although, well, I am very interested in the sort of person Theon could be/become in TWOW and after and stories that explore his future (beyond just “fluffy reunions”). Albeit, what I want for him in that future is likely (?) going to be different from people who relate to this option.

(Also maybe I don’t really understand what “extremely apologetic” means in this context. I don’t consider myself an “apologist” in the traditional sense but yea, clearly, I have issues on a lot of fandom’s Takes on Theon if that’s what this means.)

So, idk idk. I guess I’m a selective-with-caveats mixture of “kyra” and “asha” with some “jeyne” depending on the intended meanings, but also with an interest in Theon’s canon-compliant future… So yea, idk.

Hey, I want to make a poll because the actual Theon fandom is interesting and I've been observing the way different people prefer interacting with the character in significantly different ways, so,

What kind of Theon fan are you?

The Kyra

Very into his more slutty, party-boy, hedonistic facet and the person he was prior to ACOK

Likes smut fics & AUs (modern or canon-setting) where Ramsay didn't happen or was much less impactful

Mostly interested in exploring (relation)ships to Starks and co. (Tully, Snow, Mallister, etc.)

The Jeyne Poole

Extremely apologetic. He has never done anything wrong in his life ever and the more you think about fandom's treatment of his "viler" acts, the more upset you get

You relate sad girl music (Mitski, Aurora, Lana del Rey, etc.) to him

Tooth-rotting post-ramsay (reunion) fluff is your go-to genre when searching for Theon-fanfic. Optimism might turn into delusion

The Asha Greyjoy

Enjoys canon-divergent AUs that get to explore the Greyjoy family dynamics and Ironborn heritage

Actually cares about political/magical/religious plot instead of just feelings, psychology and relationships

Not extremely into shipping, but probably a rarepair enjoyer who tries every dish on the table

The Barbrey Dustin

Your cringe at him started as contempt but then you realized it was actually projection

Mostly interested in the person he is during ADWD and the person he could possibly become during TWOW & ADOS

Likes gap-fillers, gen-fics or horror more than ships or AUs. Believes in some sort of thramsay

If you want to give me any more info (show vs. book-watcher, OTPS, NOTPS, opinions on implied rape/castration, whatever personal stuff you feel comfortable revealing) I'd love to read it on comments or tags or dms.

[kitathyy]

FINALLY Posted another chapter of my Thramsay fic!

There are a lot of feels in this chapter and shit is getting real. Feel free to check it out❤

[ozsyn]

In My Heart There Was a Kind of Fighting

Chapter 2 of ?

Thramsay; Female Reader

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Contrary to popular belief of what being married to Ramsay Bolton entails, (Y/N) often did not wake up with a knife pressed against her throat.

The holder of said knife, however, was not her sadistic husband nor his decrepit shell of a pet formerly known as Theon Greyjoy.

In actuality, though still in the darkness of her chambers, it appeared to be a woman threatening to cut her open.

That was, admittedly, a new one.

“Where’s my brother?” demanded a raspy voice in her ear.

However, still being released from the confines of sleep, (Y/N) was not as quick on the uptake.

“Who?” she managed.

“My brother!”

“Your broth-Wait, Yara?”

“Tell me where he is!”

“Okay. Uh-I’ll take you to him. But you have to understand-“

“Do it. Now.”

And so (Y/N) found herself in arguably one of the most awkward scenarios she had ever been in. And that was seriously saying something considering who she lived with.

When they finally reached the Lord Bolton’s chambers, (Y/N) made to knock, but the knife being pressed closer to her neck made her rethink that decision, so she just opened the door.

Then, with admirable reflexes, the Lord of Winterfell shot up in bed and within seconds had his favorite flaying knife at the ready which was ultimately the least shocking part of (Y/N)’s night.

“Drop it and I might let you live,” Bolton said, advancing with a manic grin.

It was then with impeccable timing that the other person in the bed sat up, rather clumsier than his companion.

At the sudden approach, the woman tightened her grip and pulled (Y/N) backwards, pressing the knife closer, until she suddenly stopped in her tracks, having noticed who was occupying the same bed as the Lord Bolton.

“Boë?” she said, stunned.

“Drowned god-Yara?!”

“Ah, squidling has a sister,” Ramsay concluded, much calmer now.

“The hell did you just call him?”

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to rescue you.”

“And you’re doing a marvelous job with that,” Bolton retorted.

“If I could interject,” (Y/N) said, desperate to provide some clarity. “This is all a big misunderstanding. Yara, meet Ramsay. Theon’s-“

“Lover.”

“Drowned god, Ram.”

“Well if I called you my pet, (Y/N)’d kill me,” Ramsay helpfully pointed out.

“Can everyone just stop talking for a second?” (Y/N) tried again.

“Look, Theon and Ramsay are whatever they are-“

“Sleeping together.”

“Ramsay...” she growled.

He smirked.

“But the important thing to note here is that Theon is still Theon-“

“And Reek.”

“Bolton, If you interrupt me again-“

“Enough!” finally exploded out of the woman. “So you’re both-“

“Yes.”

Yara thought about this for a minute and made a rather eloquent conclusion.

“Drowned fucking god, Theon.”

“Ooh, we’ll have to try that.”

“But I thought your...” she trailed off, suddenly aware of what she was about to say.

“Still attached and functional as ever. I should know,” Bolton replied with a smirk.

“Oh seven hells, Ram,” this time came from (Y/N).

“Look, not that I’m not happy you came to rescue me, but can we talk somewhere else...so I have time to put something on?”

It was then that the rather previously-occupied individuals realized the current situation as they gradually focused their attention on the man who had stayed in the bed.

“Stop staring.”

“It’s hard not to.”

“Thanks, Ram.”

Chapter 3

[megaunhappybunny]

Rules: It’s time to love yourself. Choose your 5 favorite  works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link  them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the  world. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. you want (fan or original) so we  can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!  

Thank you for the tag, @p-totel.

I didn’t think I would even have five things to share, but I wrote more than I thought I did.

A Touch of Darkfic Vol. V: A collection of mostly Thramsay-centric one-shots based on readers’ prompts. All of the warnings, but each one is different and if you’re into that sort of thing, there’s a little something for everyone.

A Touch of Lightfic Vol. IV: A collection of Theon-centric one-shots based on readers’ prompts. A medley of Theon pairings, some fluffy, some angsty with a heaping helping of comfort for my boy.

Salt and Flowers: The first in my rare pairs series: Salt and Steel. Theon and Loras Tyrell survive Game of Thrones and meet up after the show’s (mostly) canon ending. Angst, comfort, and a better ending for Theon, Loras, and Sansa.

Salt and Coin: Another in the Salt and Steel series, this one examining a canon AU where Theon and Littlefinger’s paths crossed. Needless to say, Theon is in over his head in this one.

In the Skin: For those who like darkfics but also want to see Ramsay gets his, this fic inspiried by the Halloween season might deliver.

I’m probably late, so apologies if you’ve already been tagged. @sylvanwhispers, @attaining-fic, @appleziel, @owlsinathens

[wine4thewin]

This is an old fandom, but I can’t help it. I love your Dungeon Master series. Perfect consensual thramsay - toxic and fluffy and hot.

Old fandom that might become new again once the next GoT series comes out LOL!? I’m still mad about the end of GoT, too many goofy plot choices in the mad dash to wrap the tv show, so who knows how the next will go 😓

Anyway, glad you enjoyed The Dungeon Master. Though, I always hesitate to call it ‘consensual’ Thramsay, simply because the subject matter of the AU is very, very dark and frankly, quite dubious. There is technically no ‘happy ending’; Theon is an individual who is spiraling out, consumed by trauma, drugs, daddy-issues, and abandonment issues. By the end, he acknowledges he’s making a bad choice, but decides he wants to continue spiraling downward, because he knows no other way 😢

I can’t even begin to explain how much research went into the fic, between the dungeon scenes & the psychology. Especially around making sure Ramsay’s depicted personality disorders rang true and were not downplayed or exaggerated in a false manner (which, I had some individuals with similar disorders tell me that it did feel realistic for them, so perhaps I did something right).

Anyway. Very dark, toxic story. I’m glad people appreciate it for what it is. It was the first story of that magnitude and size I ever finished and it taught me so much about writing.

[vkayv]

if i want to draw some cute fluffy consensual thramsay, i will draw it. sometimes i get messages like i cant ship thramsay cause theyre abusive… but i dont draw them abusive enough????????? what does that even mean???????? do i have to draw at least one torture scene per day or what???????? theyre all fictional characters from fictional books/shows lol i can draw them whatever i want😇

[cealtrachs]

Hey hie,I have recently started watching GOT and i have really got into ramsay and theon. I know it's too late to get hooked on them(the fandom has almost freezed) but....Like if we extract torture and pain,they do make a good looking couple.as I earlier stated I am new to this fandom,most of the contents here are filled with gore and all kinds of violence. These are not my stuffs.i know ,i was actually expecting such thing in this fandom .we can't really depict ramsay like a saint as it will destroy the whole basis of the character's arc but i was really hoping that atleast 30-40℅ of the stories might have something less bloody,some kind of redemption arc or at least Concensual bdsm or role reversal(not in revenge style) but most of the fics are just plain dub-con and extremely explicit.i don't really kink shame those who like these but i genuinely feel sorry for theon being violeted in each and every fic like come on ,give this guy some break.i still like psycho ramsay as I like Hannibal but i can't read any dub-cons.i wanna ship it but i still can't. would you like to write something different about them apart from these things ?(English is not my native language,so i hope that you understand my point and sorry for my cringy writing)

Hi there! First of all, no need to apologize for your English.

This is a good time to mention that I’ve never seen a full episode of GoT. Or read more than a chapter at a time of ASOIAF. My work is demanding, so I mean it when I say that I’m going off vibes and clips. I simply do not care that much, as long as I'm having fun.

The key to having a good experience with fandom is to create the content you’d like to experience, first and foremost. “i would kill, to be the cold” went from a 1k drabble to 115 pages because I wanted to write something cozy and self-indulgent - tailored specifically to my whims and interests, that I could reread for my own enjoyment.

With fic it’s almost inevitable that your work will scratch someone’s itch - most importantly your own. A comment on a fic of mine called thramsay a pairing that lends itself to self-indulgence, and I couldn't agree more. If you want to write a T-rated coffee shop AU, do it!

As for interacting with other’s content: being very aware of and sticking to your boundaries can only benefit you. Hate reading is always a poor decision. So is resenting creators that produce work you aren’t into, especially when one isn’t privy to their struggles. Not everything is for everyone, and that’s ok!

Coming from a DV background where the vibe was very much “you’ll always be what I made you,” (spoiler alert: he was wrong) there is … inevitably some thramsay content that isn’t up my alley, and that’s ok.. I’ve read some truly amazing works (peep my AO3 bookmarks) that do contain darker themes, but only because I take ownership over my safety, am very aware of what I can/can’t take, and know what to do if I feel some sorta way after. Likewise, my fic might be too cloying for some tastes.

I’m personally not a talented enough writer to pull off a redemption arc for Ramsay. My fic is the furthest I could physically push Ramsay re: treating Theon well, with Theon having a great time. They’re just so … toxic as individuals, and even moreso together. That doesn't mean it can't be done, though - just that I won’t be the one to do it. I would honestly love to write something fluffy or non-explicit, though.

I hope that this was helpful.

[lesdoublesll]

Ok y'all. I'm not a fluffy person. I'm not very romantic when it comes to real life and stories, I don't like other cute contacts except hugs because I'm kind of shy in front of others, I find it rude. And I'm clearly more into sex. I even ship Thramsay, ok (but for personal reasons). BUT. After episode 2, I'll say something. I won't mind Theon and Sansa together. Not at all. I even want them to survive and be happy and fucking fluffy together. I ship my baby with my other baby. They deserve it. They deserve all the cuteness. They deserve it after Ramsay ! They deserve it after all these horrible things ! I love them and I cried. I love them with all my heart.

[summercurial]

more thramsay. this one is great b/c its like. its objectively fucked up but given the setup at the beginning its actually absurdly fluffy

[kitathyy]

I can't stop doing thramsay edits for my fic.

This is supposed to be set after s6 but you can see it as you like it.

( btw, the name of the fic is Being Held By You on Ao3)

[ozsyn]

In My Heart There Was a Kind of Fighting

Chapter 1

Thramsay; Female Reader; Pretty fluffy for Thramsay

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(Y/N) stalked through the halls of the castle, her long cloak trailing behind her. She was in a particularly pensive mood at the moment. No, it wasn’t because the first storm of winter was coming nor because she had just torn her favorite gown, oh, and not the fact she was forcibly married to the bloodthirsty Bastard of Bolton and has to live with the gutwrenching state of poor Theon Greyjoy whom she considered a brother.

With that final thought on her mind, she reached the doors she was looking for and opened them.

(Y/N) sighed as she took in the sight before her and smelled the unmistakable scent of blood.

“My lady, care to join us?” came a familiar voice.

There, standing in the dark, was Lord Ramsay Bolton, her husband.

And, lying on the nearby table was Theon Greyjoy, a still-dripping Bolton cross carved into his chest.

“I don’t want to know,” (Y/N) quickly said, having long ago given up on all of this.

“Ah, you’re no fun,” came from the seemingly-mangled mess on the table.

“No, what I am is sane.”

“Being sane is overrated,” the Lord of Winterfell retorted, currently cleaning his favorite flaying knife.

“Are we really just going to take her word for it? She’s here, isn’t she? How sane can she actually be?” again is supplied by the one on the table who is in no position to be judging her.

“I came here to tell you two to come back up, not to....whatever this is,” she gestured at the table.

“Again, it’s fun.”

“It’s sadistic, demented, and, oh yeah, painful.”

“That’s the fun part.”

“Gods help you, Theon Greyjoy.”

“And nothing for me, my little she-wolf?”

“Bolton, not even the gods could help you.”

He chucked, “l’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It wasn’t one.”

“You say that as if it’s my fault Theon is like this.”

“It’s easier to pretend it is.”

“Not everyone can be as perfect as you, Stark.”

“Isn’t it Bolton?”

“Are we really gonna go through that again?”

“Jealous, Greyjoy?”

“That you’re married to the man I’m sleeping with? Not really.”

“And here I thought he loved me.”

“Unfortunately.”

“Ramsay, you are the only person I know that will admit he loves someone while covered in blood.”

“I wouldn’t say ‘covered.’ We weren’t finished yet...”

At this, the two deplorables shared a knowing grin.

“You know what? Give me one of those knives.”

“So you are joining us, then?”

“I’m carving my eyes out and might take off an ear just to get this out of my head.”

“And she still calls herself sane.”

“Any sanity I may have had left by the time I found you two. Now let’s go.”

(Y/N) turned back to the door intending to leave, but-

“Ugh, Ram, can you-“ Theon gestured at the restraints holding him down.

“Oh, right,” replied Bolton, until he got a better idea. “I could untie you, but I rather think you should stay down here, in the darkness, grime, and muck where you belong, my Reek.”

“Oh please, no, Master. I’ve been good,” the still-restrained man pleaded.

At that, (Y/N) left the room, closed the door behind her, and simply said the first words that came to mind.

“Seven. Everloving. Hells.”

Chapter 2

[saltedcrow-blog]

Roleplaying Profile Meme

PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG!  Feel free to add to any of your answers!  The purpose is to tell your partners about the way you write!  For the multiple choice ones, BOLD all that apply and, if you want,italicize if it’s a conditional answer!

– B A S I C S –

NAME: Joel ARE YOU OVER 18? Yes/ No IS YOUR MUSE?  yes (18 ish in book canon, 24 ish in show canon) WHEN WAS YOUR BLOG ESTABLISHED? A couple months ago

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU WRITE WITH ON THIS BLOG? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) /Private (mutuals only)

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU FOLLOW ON THIS BLOG? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people)

IF YOUR MUSE IS CANON, HOW MUCH TO YOU ADHERE TO CANON? Not at all / A little / Some / Mostly / Strictly  / NA

WHAT POST LENGTHS DO YOU WRITE? One Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella

DO YOU USE ICONS AND/OR GIFS? No / Gifs / Icons / Gificons

DO YOU WRITE ON OTHER PLATFORMS? No / Yes

WHAT LEVEL OF PLOTS DO YOU WRITE?

Unplotted / Open Ended Plots (set up a meeting and see what happens) /Semi-Plotted (a few steps ahead) / Fully Plotted Epics (plotted beginning, middle, and end)

HOW QUICKLY DO YOU USUALLY RESPOND TO THREADS? Very Slow (more than a month)/ Slow (3-4 Weeks) /Average (1-2 Weeks) / Fast (Less Than One Week) / Very Fast (Less Than Three Days)

WHAT TYPES OF THEMES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!) Fluff / Angst / Smut / Action / Tragedy / Domestic / Family / Conversational /Hurt-Comfort

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? (feel free to add!) High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy /Romantic/ Drama / Action /Adventure / Espionage

ARE THERE ANY THEMES YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ON YOUR BLOG? (not triggers) No (though I won’t write graphic csa, animal abuse, etc) / Yes

DO YOU HAVE ANY TRIGGERS?  HOW DO YOU REQUEST IT TAGGED? No / Yes

– S H I P P I N G –

WHAT TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO? Romantic / Platonic / Familial / Platonic Queer

WHAT TYPES OF PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO?

Romantic / Platonic / Familial / Platonic Queer

DO YOU HAVE OTPS? No / chemistry only / Yes

DO YOU HAVE NOTPS? No (just nothing that feels ooc, so no fluffy Thramsay, for example)  / Yes

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S SEXUAL ORIENTATION? Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Pansexual / Demisexual/ Sapiosexual / Asexual

WHAT IS YOUR MUSE’S ROMANTIC ORIENTATION? Heteroromantic / Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic/ Panromantic/ Demiromantic / Sapioromantic /Aromantic

ARE YOU COMFORTABLE WRITING SMUT? No / Selectively / Yes

HOW EARLY IN A RELATIONSHIP DO YOU SHIP ROMANTICALLY? Autoship / During Plotting / After A Couple IC Interactions / Several IC Interactions In / Slow Burn

ARE YOU OPEN TO TOXIC SHIPS? No / Selectively / Yes  / Never Tried It

ARE YOU OPEN TO PROBLEMATIC SHIPS? (canon history, age difference, complicated, etc.) No / Selectively / Yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO POLYSHIPPING? No / Selectively / Yes

ARE YOU AN EXCLUSIVE SHIPPER? No / Sometimes / Yes

DOES CRACK SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN? No (I don’t have crack threads, but I will joke about it?)  / Yes

DOES CROSSOVER SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN? No / Yes

Tagged by @eversoblack @boywarg – T A G G I N G! – @onlyashymaid, @creatureprotector ANYONE WHO WANTS!

[megaunhappybunny]

Writing Meme

Thanks to @owlsinathens for tagging me

 Author name: VagrantWriter

Fandoms you write for: Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire (Theon-centric, though lots of other characters and ships show up in my fics)

Where you post: AO3

Most popular one-shot: Filled (my first fic, Thramsay, dark)

Most popular multi-chapter story: A Touch of Lightfic (collection of fluffy and lightly angsty one-shots based on reader prompts, all Theon-centric) and A Stark and Endless Waste (true multi-chapter fic, post-Apocalyptic Throbb, dark elements galore)

Favorite story you’ve written: Probably Ghosts (Part 1: Ghost Town and Part 2: Dead Zone) because I just had a lot of fun with the premise. I also had a fun time writing Iron and Flint. Actually all of my stories in my Iron and Blood series.

Story you were nervous to post: Filled, my first one. And The Kraken Affair, since is such a bizarre AU. But bizarre AUs have kinda become my thing now.

How do you choose your titles: When I’m about to post, whatever comes to mind.

Do you outline: In my head, yeah. I have a starting point and an ending point. Everything else I just fill out along the way.

Complete: 46 fics, mix of one-shots, two-shots, and multi-chapter fics

In-progress: Currently, a vampire AU.

Coming soon/not yet started: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Do you accept prompts: For my reader request fics, though I don’t open it often because I’m pretty busy. I do love filling prompts, though. I do darkfic, lightfic, slash, femslash, het, poly, specialize in Theon ships but open to pretty much any others

Upcoming story you are most excited to write: I’ve always wanted to write more in my crossover fic with A Brother’s Price, started here. I’ve even got a few chapters.

Let’s see, um...I’m tagging @marzgaperez and highly recommending you  check out her story Where the Wind Takes Us. It’s absolutely one of my favorite Theonsa stories.

[incblackbird]

YOU NEED TO READ KILLING STALKING! It's a Korean manga that's very Thramsay like! The translated english dialogue is a little off in places but it's still so awesome! And the tag is filled with both people who love and hate it lol. It reminds me of the Thramsay discourse back in the day.

Oh my sweet summer child! i’ve already read it. I normally don’t read manga but someone made a post about it in the thramsay tag so I was like “oooh, sounds interesting, must check out” I obviously got addicted right away, read everything that is out so far in one go and today I discovered it’s actually popular... like I had no idea, I thought it was an obscure manga no one had ever heard off but I was clearly wrong. and I checked out the tag and just... the amount of posts I saw policing what people are allowed to feel and think about these two is just... argh. the self-rightiousness I can’t stand it. I know I should be used to this by now but I was honestly amazed at the things people dared to say in public (and be proud off) about how others are disgusting for like a certain fic. Like... the fact that they think they are in the right in saying that is just beyond me. Even some of the people defending the ship said things like “it’s ok to ship it in this way but not in this way” like... to give a thramsay example: if someone ships thramsay in a romantic way I will not understand them. I won’t get why they would ship thramsay in the first place if they want romance. I might even think that it’s a bit creepy of them to romanticize an abusive relationship. But i’m not gonna judge them for it and tell them that they can’t like thramsay in that way. It’s none of my fucking business. if it makes them happy then who the fuck cares! just the entitlement of these people and frankly the lack of empathy to think that people should only be allowed to like what they like, that if they can’t understand why someone would like something that automatically means they shouldn’t be allowed to do so. It’s really the lack of self awareness that hey,  not everybody is like you. people have different interests, different opinions they even *gasp* have different ways of responding to certain types of stories. it’s not because you can’t separate reality from fiction that I can’t. your limitations are your own. And yeah I know I’ve been ranting a lot tonight but this is really important to me. I’ve always been attracted to a certain type of really messed up relationship. Specifically a captor/captive one where the captor while a bad person has moments of caring for his captive (exactly like in killing stalking tbh). I could read about that stuff day in day out and not the fake half fluffy stuff, I don’t like the ones where it starts messed up but then  they fall in luuuuuuuuv. Tbh, if anything that kinda creeps me out cause it represents a messed up relationship as something positive. I like the ones the feel realistic. that are messed up and honest about it. And yes, it gives me a thrill, I am certainly sure that I am a submissive because of this stuff. I had a really hard time accepting this part of myself and it took me a long time to do so. I know that a lot of other people have trouble accepting it and that is unhealthy, that is when you get emotional issues... when you have trouble accepting yourself as you are. And these people would tell me that I can’t feel what I feel (which is something I can’t control) They seem to think that it’s a choice that it gives me a thrill, it’s not a choice believe me! It kinda reminds me of the far right claiming that being gay is a choice....Someone also mentioned something about how if you like that stuff in fiction you’ll end up in an abusive relationship yourself. I actually think it’s quite the oppesite, because I’ve accepted this part of myself I can now keep it under control, I am self aware of it and I have informed myself on how the dynamic of abusive relationships work. People get into them because they don’t realise it, it sneaks up on them. Plus, in real life I tend to fall for the SUPER nice, soft slightly nerdy guys. pretty much the complete oppesite of what I fall for in fiction... weird huh? how reality and fiction are not the same thing... Anyway I went off on a completely unrelated rant but yes Anon, I really like killing stalking. Also, for anyone else who likes it go read the original fic : waiting in the throes. be warned though it’s VERY dark, much darker than killing stalking. So know what you’re getting into, this is for the people who are not at all into fluff and like the very very dark stuff!