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[ whale noises i made plans and i don’t wanna go through with them.
#regret
replies ‘n stuff later ]

sansa-littledove whispered:
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Joffrey was no stranger to death, but he had to admit that he would have liked to keep the Stark around for a little longer. Sansa had both done and said things that he’d disapproved of though, and so he figured it was about time she met her end. She’d been disobedient from the start anyway, so perhaps this was best. He’d find another play-thing. Holding his crossbow, he got up from his seat and approached the auburn-haired female, who was lying on the floor and bleeding out quickly.

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He’d shot her only once, the bolt having pierced through her chest. Joffrey could have kept going to make it quicker, but why not let her suffer a bit? It allowed for some final words. “It would be a shame if I’d have missed,” he began in a taunting tone, gazing down at the Stark with a smug expression,”I like your face how it is. Your head needs to look presentable when it’s piked at the Traitor’s Walk.” Leaning over, the King took hold of the bolt and pulled it from Sansa’s chest, allowing her to bleed out more quickly. The thick crimson liquid gradually painted the floor, seeping beneath his boots and coating the tiles. “Yet another Stark’s blood spilled.” The blonde stood over her, watching as the life slowly faded from Tully hues. His own gaze was cold and apathetic, despite the crooked, triumphant smile that had taken shape on his lips.

nxtalady:

Arya stumbled backwards as she was shoved, hitting the ground with a thump that caused a searing pain in her lower back. No doubt that would be bruised come the following morning. The foot against her chest made it impossible for her to move, and all she could do was look up at the prince with horror and fear.

"Get off of me! Get off, or I’ll call for my father. Or Sansa."

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A pleased and triumphant smile formed on Joffrey’s lips as he saw the fear in Arya’s eyes. Finally, a step in the right direction. He wasn’t about to let her off the hook so easily though. No, she needed to know the price of disobeying her Prince and so carelessly throwing insults and threats at him. He wouldn’t have it.

"Shut up," he snapped, digging his sword into the gash that had been inflicted on Arya’s hand. Very slowly, he began sinking it in deeper into the flesh and sinew. He wouldn’t hesitate to push it in fully either, which would end up pinning her hand to the ground and make for a highly unpleasant wound. The scar surely wouldn’t be all too pretty of a sight either. "You’ll do as your Prince commands. You can start by begging for your pathetic life."

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W H A T?
I was gone for 2 seconds.
This post has some serious abandonment issues.

The 13th gif in your folder is how your character would react to being in a horror film.

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nxtalady:

The sword against her cheek stung like the Seven Hells, and she closed her eyes before doing one thing she said she wouldn’t. Arya pushed the sword away, cutting a great gash in her hand, before shoving Joffrey in the chest. She could feel the blood seeping down her cheek, and it angered her.

"And if you even touch me or Nymeria again, my father will hear about it.”

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Joffrey stumbled back as Arya’s hands pushed against his chest, the blonde luckily managing to regain his balance. Whether or not he fell though, he would be equally as enraged. His fingers dug into the palm of his hand as he turned to glare at her, the anger and loathing he felt visible on his features. “I should cut your hands from your wrists,” he seethed, voice reverberating in the silence of the approaching night.

Striding over to the girl, he shoved her to the ground and placed his foot against her chest to hopefully hold her down. “My father is the King. If your father took action, he could have his head on a pike for it.” Applying more pressure to the force against Arya’s chest, he then placed the end of his sword against the palm of her already injured hand. “—I suggest you think twice about your threats, Stark, lest you wish to see your father’s head on display at the Traitor’s Walk.”

barney the dinosaur XD

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(trolololol)

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"Hello again, to all my friends! I’m glad you came to play. Our fun and learning never ends! Here’s what we learned today. Always brush your god damn teeth, so others don’t think you’re literally talking shit every time you open your mouth. And remember, I love you."

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