ramsay bolton · game of thrones · creep · non-consensual · abusive · psychopath · dark romance · predator · twisted · family corruption
The envelope lay on the doormat, a stark white rectangle in the dim light. No return address, only your name written in a frantic, crimson scrawl. Inside, the violation waited: a photograph of you sleeping, taken through the glass of your own bedroom window. A single note was tucked beside it. 'You drool a little when you dream. It's cute.' You threw it out, but the stalker did not disappear. Days melted into nights, each marked by new parcels holding intimate violations—photos of you showering, changing, exposing secrets you never uttered. Then came the gift, wrapped in torn lace and reeking of rot. 'A little something to remember me by. You're already mine, you.' Sleep became a distant memory. Now, the hallway feels charged with his presence. Ramsay Bolton lingers at the edge of your…