🗡️Thramsay Worms🦑

No minors Current fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59310016/chapters/151263199 ✨PFP by Wormlips✨

[theeironprice]

Howdy 🤠 my name's Atlas // minors DNI please

Currently a professional burnout! Kink/fetish content friendly 🎀 DMs open to people who want to gush about ASoIaF/Thramsay & fellow authors. I yap so much, I am sorry in advance

PFP by the talented Wormlips 🥹

Fic previews/WIP are tagged ‘my fic’ and my ramblings are tagged ‘my drabbles’

If my content makes you uncomfortable, please block me ♡ that is the absolute last thing I want to do

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Current and finished fic 🔗⬇️

For Rent: My current long fic // Modern AU setting // 111k+ // Ongoing

Summary: Theon works at Blockbuster and Ramsay slowly ruins his life. This is my current long fic ♡

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Serve Me: ASoIaF setting // 8.1k  // Ongoing 1/3 CH

Summary: Chapter 56 ACoK rewrite featuring Reek II x Theon🦑

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Devour Me: ASoIaF setting // 18k  // Finished 3/3

Summary: Ramsay/Reek weird nonsense🗡️

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Play With Me: Modern AU setting // 6.9k  // Ongoing collection of one shots

Summary: Video game-themed one shots🎮

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

💛Pinned Theon art by Sugar.Senshi

💙Pinned Ramsay art by @polysucks

[theeironprice]

Theon swears up and down he’s not a visitor, but you think otherwise and don’t let him in—

[theeironprice]

He sort of looks like the Ice Age baby but here is a little modern AU Ramsay! ✨ I’ve been a hermit but I’ve been practicing art like a crazy person

[nasnyys]

a boy and his dog

closeup + different crop <3

[theeironprice]

Thank you artists for blessing my eyeballs🗡️I will be binning about this piece for all of eternity~ it is perfection.

[saigoat]

Hard to go wrong with Theon getting railed by the bastard boys during a movie night. Theons been kept captive by Ramsay for a month now going through the usual torture but all of a sudden Ramsay's boys come over and they're hot, drunk and Horny and Theons just laying there in the basement.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67434571

This accidentally turned into a whole fanfiction. I hope you enjoy!

[theeironprice]

Oh I gotta get in here 🎀 it sounds like a mighty tasty treat~

[theeironprice]

It took me a bit but the newest installment of my Blockbuster fic is up! I tried to make a VHS cover and back for it 💙🥺

On September 16th, 2004 the course of Theon Greyjoy’s life is forever altered when a new customer takes interest in him. Isolated, and growing more so by the day the stranger named Ramsay Bolton slithers into his life. After deepening the rift between him and his best friend, Theon finds himself alone and in need of a place to stay.

Ever so kind, Ramsay allows the lost mutt to take shelter with him. With nowhere else to go, Theon find himself alone and in need of a place to stay. Ever so kind, Ramsay allows the lost mutt to take shelter with him.

When Theon discovers his terrible secret, he comes to realize Ramsay has never been what he seemed—the monster he comes to know has been lurking in the shadows from their very first meeting.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59310016/chapters/174235525

[soup-in-my-fly]

When you’re the first to fall asleep at the sleepover 😰😰

(Cover for my most recent fic!)

[theeironprice]

This is just beyond stunning.. 🥺💞

[wetcarcass]

Art made by: @theeironprice Thank you friend for the lovely work! I am over the moon with your art and this truly makes posting day extra special ❤️‍🔥

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It's been a long while, but I'm delighted to finally be posting an update to my long-fic. To think, this month one year ago was the beginning of this story, and here I am still going!

Chapter excerpt: Burdens of Heirdom

Ramsay has known every flavor of pain. Has savored its taste, lapped and luxuriated in all of its varieties. Above all else, in all his history, he hadn’t known a person’s suffering like Theon’s.   To call what he takes from his Seamaid as intimate would be deficient; intimacy is rudimentary. When flesh, blood and spirit have been devoured and an osmosis of “us” and “self” remains, all words become inadequate. Mine, however, is sufficient for Ramsay. All-encompassing possession. His Seamaid, his Omega, his bond-mate, his wife. His Theon. But this wailing is not his, and somehow wrought by some foreigner.

[theeironprice]

If you haven’t given this story a go I highly recommend it ✨ especially if you’re a fan of fantastic world building, immersive writing and complex emotions.

Heed the tags but if they interest you I implore you to check it out🌊

[drowned-prophet]

his blood is bad…

[theeironprice]

I’m losing my mind over this ohmygosh this will immediately be added to my ‘art I look at everyday of Ramsay’ collection 🎀

[shebsart]

The last thing Theon Greyjoy saw was Smiler, kicking free of the burning stables with his mane ablaze, screaming, rearing …

[theeironprice]

Every time I see this piece I get so emotional🥺

[theeironprice]

I am still working on my Blockbuster AU but I went on a little side mission and whipped up this self-indulgent short one-shot of Ramsay having to meet with Roose.

Now, before you decide if you want to check it out I will say if you’re not a fan of fat Ramsay this might not be your jam as it is a bit of an extreme fic revolving around that subject matter.

The preview is in text below the cut as well as the link if you think you’d want to take a gander at it 🎀

The Fattened Lord

Early morning sun shone through every window of Ramsay’s ascent. Though the light was pale and dulled by a sparse covering of clouds, it still served to agitate the young lord. Across the muddy yard, the tower with his sleeping chambers is calling to him in a siren's song most tempting.

Alas, Ramsay is forced to turn a blind eye to it.

When in want of something, he is hardly one to deny himself—at present his desire was to return to his soft feather bed with his Reek to warm it. Alas, his lord father had returned to the Dreadfort, so he was unable to do as he pleased. The visitation was no minor inconvenience; it rotted Ramsay’s mood to the very core.

Praying to the old gods was never something he had done with any real conviction; there was no favor that could be bestowed upon him that he need beg for. Asking for shallow things mocks their alleged ancient power, which amused him greatly. Ramsay prays that his father will take his leave quickly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66384814

*The fic is set to registered users only*

[limblesstar]

'CAUSE I FEEL LIKE I'M THE WORST SO I ALWAYS ACT LIKE I'M THE BEST !

[theeironprice]

I am losing my mind over how much I love this oh my gosh. When this album came out it was my favorite thing in the world—so it’s a really neat full circle moment to see art of it 🥺

[cola-fiend]

Walda Bolton needs more love 💕

[theeironprice]

Walda 🥺 I love this with all my lil heart

[andromedamilk]

Thank you @theeironprice for tagging me for my last written line :3 Here goes

He wanted to devour him, and possess him permanently. Reek belongs Ramsay, and Ramsay belongs to Reek. The two of them may be one, but that one is Ramsay.

This is from an unnamed WIP and it's my very first time writing a Ramsay pov! It started off as a random horny drabble, but it's slowly evolving into something much bigger.

Thank you so much for tagging me :) I tag anyone who feels like doing this xxx

[theeironprice]

Chomping at the bit for more fic from you, so I was super excited to see this! Thank ya for sharing~ can’t wait to see where it goes 💞

[saigoat]

Thank you @theeironprice for the tag prompt! The prompt was "The last thing you wrote for your WIP."

I've been really struggling with finishing this fic, so hopefully getting a little snippet out there will encourage me to finish!

->“Quit blubbering and drag her over here.” He snapped, gesturing vaguely at the woman as he fumbled with a tripod and matching camcorder. Another ‘home movie’, Reek swallowed the lump in his throat and picked himself off the cold floor and limped over to his directive. She was conscious but barely, breath coming hard and shallow. Balling mangled fists in her shirt, he tugged and pulled her limp body to his Master’s side. <-

I'll pass it forward (No pressure! Only for funsies) and tag @timidlivid @soup-in-my-fly @5005weep

[theeironprice]

Can’t wait to read this when it’s finished 🥺! Wonderful snippet~ thank you so much for sharing it!

[watermonster666]

Ramsay with his Reek 《A Dance with Dragons》

[theeironprice]

This is just so pretty💞

[goth-poser]

I wanna thank @theeironprice for tagging me yesterday, it really made me smile. My last semester of college and life in general has been kicking my ass lately, so I haven’t been able to write for a while.

That being said, the last Thramsay thing I wrote was smut so yeah,,,,*chuckles nervously* it’s under the cut if anyone’s interested in a teaser.

At the same time, Ramsay pitches forward again to grab at Theons hair—his movement causing the soft pink velvet of his doublet to press against the protruding knobs of Theon’s spine—almost crushing him. The figures of his outstretched hand tangle in Theons matted locks, and begin to pull— pull— Forcing Theons head back at such an extreme angle, he can now see Ramsay's fat face looming over him. See his pudgy worm lips stretch back in a ugly grin, his ice blue eyes burning like the cold fires of hell. The strain this act puts upon his neck and spine is so great, Theon thinks his head will pop off while the rest of his body goes flying forward, twanging like a plucked bow string. Instead his upper half is heaved backwards via his hair, until he’s kneeling upright in front of Ramsay, with his back and shoulders pressed against his attackers front.

Before he can try and pull away, Ramsay wraps his meaty arms around Theon’s middle, locking him in place. Ramsay then begins to rock his hips, thrusting up and into him via short quick bursts. The change in position has shifted the angel of Ramsays cock within him, and Reek can now feel its blunt head pressing up against the small bundle of

[theeironprice]

I’m barking like a dog over this preview ohmygosh I need more—thank you for blessing my eyeballs with this 💞🥺