Hmmmmg, it was spectacular. Absolute must read. *Especially* if you love For Rent, as you should. But regardless, give it a go. You won’t be disappointed.
Happy (late) Valentine’s Day ♥️ Because Ramsay couldn’t be normal and celebrate the holiday on the actual day
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63107371
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At the door, the girls ambush him; whatever meat had gotten on the pizza and the wings were making them especially rowdy. Theon’s grown used to the dogs knocking into him; he knew just how to brace his knees so that they don’t push him over in their excitement. When he’d first visited, their owner had made some flimsy attempt at calling them off; now he did no such thing.
It’s as if Theon was just another one of his bitches.
Toeing off his sneakers, he takes the few stairs up to the living room and finds The X Files playing on the TV. “Took you long enough,” Ramsay says in lieu of a greeting. “I was getting hungry,” he complains.
“You’re always hungry,” Theon reminds him, setting the boxes on the coffee table's edge. Ramsay shoots him an annoyed look, not much liking the response.
There’s a variety of things spread out over the wood. “What’s going on here?” Theon asks. There’s a packed bong with sparkling clean water, an obnoxious amount of candy, two champagne flutes and a VHS box 💞
modern sansa stark has a tiktok account where she does mid song covers and outfit checks and a bunch of other generic young teen stuff. cersei occasionally comments to give her somewhat overcritical fashion pointers except as cersei's own world starts falling apart she ends up giving sansa increasingly questionable and cynical life advice until she's full on sitting on her luxury duvet three glasses of wine in venting through tiktok comments to this thirteen year old child who is just sitting there like. ok. and then sansa starts matching names to faces and realizes that this lady is actually the mother of her terrible jerk middle school ex-bf and blocks her so cersei retaliates by reporting sansa's account for terrorism.