A surreally funny little domestic scene that puts a lovely spin on the dynamics of the Greyjoy household! Theon's smile as something that marks him from birth and something everyone is uncertain whether it's a sign of softness or defiance has such an awesome symbolic power.

A fortune reversal romance/coming of age novel (seriously, look at that word count!) where Robert's Rebellion fails and after Ned is killed in the fighting, Robb is sent to live as an exiled bastard on Pyke, under the guardianship of Quellon Greyjoy. Because the Greyjoys never fought in the Rebellion and their own rebellion doesn't happen, Theon grows up at home, but as a third son, not the heir, and with the menacing presence of his brothers still very much around. Theon and Robb's relationship is well drawn and a wonderful mix of both sweet and angsty. Theon's relationship(s) with his family are also fun, and sometimes at a slightly different angle than we're used to. There is romance, angst, family drama, intrigue, politics and power games. (And Euron being Euron.) The ending is a bit bittersweet but ties up all the loose ends nicely and with hope, and takes exciting turns getting there!

A very fun external POV on a small Theon fresh at Winterfell, with Catelyn's typical distant suspicious yet tender in spite of herself attitude. It's very interesting to see the hints of the animosity between Riverlands and Iron Islands that exists separately of that between the Iron Islands and the North and how in spite of that Catelyn is able to get through to Theon somehow bonding over their shared experience of being strangers to the North. Catelyn is so believable as a younger less stressed version of the POV we see in the main series, there's not a thought that feels unlike her for good or bad, and its amazing how much Theon's personality comes through despite his silence and avoidance, a really well thought out interaction.

An incredibly disturbing trip to the Watery Halls for Aeron for fans of onyric atmospheres and Lovecraftian horror. The symbolism in his visions of Victarion, Asha and "Reek" is so intriguing and fitting and his flashback of the five brothers in their youth conveys the tensions inside the older generation so well. The most horrifying and fascinating element is the dynamic between Aeron and Euron, we see all the claustrophobic misery of Aeron being made into something his brother can use and feels allowed to be proud of and its very effective!

A very tender post-canon daydream where Theon and Jeyne go to Braavos with Tycho Nestoris and are allowed a bit of respite, though torn between the temptation to go home and the desire to just adapt to a more peaceful life elsewhere. It's at the sweet spot between romance and friendship where all the mutual support and tenderness is platonic but the dream of romance is just within reach and the longing there is just beautiful. The narration in little timeless snapshot has such a dreamy artistic quality that works so well for Theon's pov and the mysterious atmosphere of Braavos, and the concept of Theon teaching Jeyne how to swim is so sweet and intimate!

The world disappears and suddenly he finds himself gravitating in arms. Not being able to differentiate between the touches of the water and hers. After all, she is just as fluid, just as strong and just as relieving.

A beautiful character study of a terrifying family dynamic. This fic is about Theon and Maron and is aware that to talk about them it has to also be about Maron and Rodrik and about Rodrik and Aeron and about Aeron and Urri and about Aeron and Balon and about Rodrik and Victarion about Theon and Asha and about all these kids and the shadow of the rest of the Iron Islands, which is both a judgemental presence and a wild jarring introduction to the idea that maybe, somewhere, there are families where people love each other and life doesn't have to be this hard. The bullying, the competition, the cycle of violence and dismissal and yet craving for affection is all delineated so painfully and climaxes in a very touching moment shortly before Maron's death, where Theon finds how hard it is to reconcile love and anger, desire for revenge and desire to fix things

This follows a young Aeron around the time of Urrigon's death and does so excellently, his anger and loneliness just pop off the page and the determination with which he fights with all his limited power as a 13 year old, even facing Euron, to give Urri the burial he would want is so touching and admirable. The author put so much thought and care in every relationship within the Greyjoy family and it really shows, it's an excellent portrayal of a family broken in two by the political and personal rift between Quellon and his sons after his remarriage, and of the way a child navigates that. It's so interesting how Aeron grows to idolise Balon because at least he's the only person who listened to his point of view and gave Urri justice, twisted as it was. Really heartbreaking and interesting.

An excellent longfic with a terrifying, high stakes and exciting plot with so much conflict and moral dilemmas, despite the happy ending. This Domeric is such a lovingly crafted character who fits both with what kind of person house Bolton would have created and with what Theon needs right now so well. It's particularly very interesting to see the external perspective on Theon's crimes of someone who isn't loyal to the Starks but who does judge them morally, and their different experiences of being alienated from their families through fostering is a great bonding experience. His efforts to protect him from his brother are so sweet and this is extremely satisfying both as a romance and as introspection/redemption. Bonus points for a great Kyra and Jeyne!

A really effective childhood ficlet with a gut punch of foreshadowing at the end. Theon trying to use the framework of sibling relationships he's used to to figure out how to interact with the Stark kids and falling a little short because it's so different is so funny and sad at the same time and such a clever use of child logic, feels very true to the impossibility of the situation.

Besides an incredibly sweet reunion, this is such an interesting look at ironborn culture (and a very funny external pov on some members of house Greyjoy) through the very snarky pov of a lowborn child and it feels really fresh and past the sometimes onedimensional portrayal in the books, with the different perspective and focus on the importance of oral history. The dynamic between Wex and Theon is such a touch of pure sweetness in the bitterness of the circumstances, Wex's oddly complete trust and loyalty feels perfectly justified and Theon struggling to break the cycle and give him all the validation and affection he has to give is so genuinely touching.

For such a short piece, there's so much worldbuilding and characterization in here! It's a lovely, sad and vivid picture of the squidlings practicing an inronborn religious/cultural ritual, bonding as family, and preparing for a future that they can sense will be difficult but really can't imagine just how difficult. The details of the ritual and prayer and really well thought through and make complete sense, and the bits of characterization in how Asha and Theon handle certain…parts of the ritual are really telling. Just a fantastic snapshot of these two ont he eve of the of Balon's Rebellion.

A very grey, melancholy take on what might have been a very possible outcome of the Greyjoy rebellion. The outcome of the arranged marriage, with the extremely imperfect and petty coming together on both sides is just so realistic and so is Asha's pov on it, appreciative of the measure of kindness and happiness she found but never fully past the prisoner mindset. The look at what Theon and Asha's relationship in these circumstances would be like is so deep even thought it's mostly onscreen, suggesting so subtly what kind of codependency was formed between them before they were separated and the childishly unrealistic mutual expectations they have of each other's ability to resist.

A very fun little piece of metafiction/book within a book going deeper in one of the many creepy little details GRRM just left for us on the pages of The World Of Ice and Fire without elaborating. The way the author went for Dagon Drumm's not better specified necromancy endeavors is so existentially terrifying and fits so well with the theology of the Drowned God and the pastiche is delightful.