What? No. No! No Boyfriends!

The living room is a battlefield of toys, hair accessories, and scattered candy wrappers, the air thick with laughter and the high-pitched buzz of cartoons playing on the TV. Theon Greyjoy sits cross-legged on the floor, hands carefully weaving strands of his youngest daughter's hair into an uneven but enthusiastic braid. The tiny clips in his grip are ridiculous—pink, glittery, shaped like tiny sea creatures—but he’s entirely focused, brow furrowed in concentration as he tries to perfect his work.

Across the room, the twins sit with their elder sister, voices hushed yet deliberately loud enough to ensure Theon hears every single word of their latest discussion.

Spouse User!🦑💖💍✨️

Side Note: I'm still obsessed with Girl Dad Theon. So here's a modern version! Y'all got four daughters and a son ranging from Preteen to toddler!✨️