“I hate you,” she whispered.
He was growing sick of the man’s sly answers.
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“I hate you,” she whispered.
He was growing sick of the man’s sly answers.
They are using me to cloak their deception, putting mine own face on their lie. That was why Roose Bolton had clothed him as a lord again, to play his part in this mummer’s farce. Once that was done, once their false Arya had been wedded and bedded, Bolton would have no more use for Theon Turncloak.
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Asha had known other lovers; some shared her bed for half a year, some for half a night. Qarl pleased her more than all the rest together. He might shave but once a fortnight, but a shaggy beard does not make a man. She liked the feel of his smooth, soft skin beneath her fingers. She liked the way he kissed. She liked how he grinned when she brushed her thumbs across his nipples. … A shy smile, strong arms, clever fingers, and two sure swords. What more could any woman want? She would have married Qarl, and gladly, but she was Lord Balon’s daughter and he was common-born, the grandson of a thrall. Too lowborn for me to wed, but not too low for me to suck his cock. (A Dance with Dragons)
asoiaf meme (minor characters): asha greyjoy and qarl the maid (3/8 relationships)
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My otp: Uh... Theon/any Bolton, Theon/Jeyne, Theon/Asha, Theon/EuronMy most hated pairing: Theon/??? (no one)My unusual otp: Theon/EddardMy crossover otp: Theon/Morarity (ATM)My brotp/friendship otp: Theon/ShireenCharacter headcanon: Theon will be Jon Snows human warg, like Hodor is Brans.A gif/graphic that shows how I feel about the character:
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My otp: Sansa/Petyr or Sansa/Robb OR Sansa/Cersei or Sansa/Jeyne, hard to chooseMy most hated pairing: Sandor/SansaMy unusual otp: Sansa/Brienne My crossover otp: Sansa/meMy brotp/friendship otp: Sansa/JeyneCharacter headcanon: Queen of the NorthA gif/graphic that shows how I feel about the character:
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Theon heard his words and felt compelled to obey, bed sounded good, but he was not completely sure the vampire would not kill him when they were alone, or something equally as horrifying. His head pounded when he stood and he gripped the table to keep balance, trying to regain the ability to stand and walk like a normal person.
It took a moment, he looked at Damon, or perhaps it was Skinner, and opened his mouth to say something soft and crackly. ”If this mother fucker end up killing me, don’t tell my sister, say I was stabbed, or anything, anything, else. That’s you’re job, my last mortal request.” He felt like he was firm, which gave him the mental strength to let go of the table, and stand on his own.
“In fact,” he announced to the cafeteria in as loud and confident voice he could muster, his fever delusion gave him his cockiness back, for a second and it felt good. A few inmates regarded him, it fueled him to crawl onto the table and shakily stand tall, which caught more eyes, even a security guard. He desperately hoped this would work. "If anyone wants blood, I welcome them to it! As my last as a free man, I offer it!“ He had eyes. No one spoke, but it was quiet, he had their attention. He gazed around, hazy faces of heathens, criminals, and other scum of the earth, ready to take him to the grave. "Clegane!” he pointed at a large were, that kept to himself, but for good reason. Yeah, this would work.
“"I bet you’d like a chance at the first blow. C’mon, mother fucker! I got a death wish! Fight me,punk!” He picked up and threw a cup full of blood at him, and the man growled, urging his entire body to not attack, the leftovers of another were, a fucking beta.
Theon smiled his goofy smile, with gapped teeth and a high, an itch to fight and bleed and escape this hell in death, or something. Solitary, a mental ward, anything but being under this lich’s spell. He glanced down at Ramsay, letting a small triumphant chuckle out a sick amusement in his grey eyes. No, the vampire would not be having him, not while he lived.
Ramsay watched Theon carefully, icy eyes mildly amused as he spoke to Damon. If the boy thought that they would do anything than he was sorely mistaken. If he thought they would do any sort of request for him…well…he’d learn. Slowly. His boys were just as bloodthirsty as him at times. He brushed his tongue along his fangs, chuckling as the stupid Greyjoy climbed onto the table to make a scene. He crossed his arms across his chest. True, he had yet to make a name for himself here, but that would come soon and Ramsay would chip and tear everything about Theon down until he was someone or something else entirely. That would be fun. Clegane was someone he didn’t particularly want to mess with, but if that was the case than he would. He could certainly use trickery against the dumb brute. His hand shot up all at once, yanking the human down hard. At least enough to make him stumble. “Pay no mind. Someone might have made some toilet wine or some shit." He flashed a white smile filled with fang as he peered at Theon. "Come along. I think you need to be taught some manners."
“No!” Theon growled and pulled violently away, stumbling backwards off the table, crashing to the floor below, eliciting laughs all around. He felt his head make contact with the floor and his world went black. Even Clegane managed a to chuckle.
He came too in the nurses station, his head pounding, but his body feeling less feverish. Maybe she gave him something. He sat up slowly, listening for anyone, he was alone, but found his right hand cuffed to the medical bed.
“Hello?” his voice sounded loud in the quiet room, and he saw a perfect opportunity to escape out of an unbarred window... if he could get his hand out of bondage.
He wrenched his hand twisting this way and that, to no avail. He looked about and saw a bottle of hand sanitizer, he got up and reached, he managed to knock it off the counter when he heard a voice outside the room, and swiftly hopped back in the bed.
Theon trained his ears to the feminine voice. “Yes, his transfer will be tonight.” Theon’s heart surged with relief, a transfer! Maybe there was a God. “But are you sure this is wise?” Her voice was strong and concerned, but all Theon could think was t of freedom from the crazed vampire, Ramsay.
" Coward. That's all you are. A coward."
“Better a coward, than dead.”
“I saved your life, you know. I would expect gratitude from a Lady.”
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" Aren't you going to say something?"
" And I thought I loved you."
" And I thought you loved me."
" Angry. I'm.. I'm angry."
" Aren't you even going to cry?"
" Are you going to cry?"
" Are you crying?"
" Are you okay?"
" Ask if I'm okay. Just ask."
" And this is why I don't want to stay anymore."
" Addiction isn't the way to go, ___ "
" Are you angry with me?"
" Are you afraid?"
" And now is the part where we say goodbye."
" And now you're going to leave me!"
" Are you just going to leave me?"
" Be friends with someone else."
" Boy/Girlfriend? Is that what you thought I meant?"
" Because you're such an ass and I- I just hate you!"
" But I've changed."
" But you've changed."
" Buy yourself something nice. Because I don't want this ring."
" But.. you're still alive?"
" Can't you just let me be happy for one?!"
" Can't you be happy for once?
" Can't you just be happy for me?"
" Come on, leave already!"
" Coward. That's all you are. A coward."
" Do you even know what you've done to me?"
" Do you have any remorse? "
" Don't you dare close your eyes on me!"
" Don't you dare die."
" Don't you care about me/her/him/them anymore?"
" Don't give me that look"
" Don't you want me to be happy?"
" Dammit! Everything was just starting to get better and then you do this!"
" Damn you."
" Don't lie to me."
" Don't like to him/her/them."
" Dammit.. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! You fucking ass!"
" Everything is fucked up now- everything is fucked because of you!"
" Everything's gone to hell."
" Everyone hates me."
" Everyone hates you."
" Everything hurts."
" Everything's going to be okay."
" Everyone loves you, not me."
" Everything is falling apart."
" Everything fell apart and I can't pick up the pieces anymore."
" For someone whose dying, you seem kind of happy."
" Friends forever, right? Isn't that what you said?"
" Fuck off!"
" Fuck you!"
" Find a new place to live."
" Find a new girlfriend/boyfriend."
" Find a new best-friend."
" Fine. I'll leave."
" Forever and ever. That's how long I said I loved you. But you never said it back."
" Fucking hell, I hate you!"
" Get lost!"
" Get a job, you ass!"
" Get out of here!"
" Go get a life."
" Go. Just go."
" How are you still alive?"
" How long are you going to keep this up?"
" How long until you finally get lost?"
" How about I just leave."
" Hold up. You're breaking up with me?"
" Heaven doesn't exist."
" Hell is the only place we're going to be going."
" How about you leave now?"
" Is this how you're going to treat me?"
" I can't believe you."
" I'm a monster."
" I killed someone."
" I want to kill myself."
" I want to kill something."
" I'm running away."
" I'm leaving you."
" I can't look at you right now."
" I hope you die!"
" I don't understand."
" I'm so angry/sad. But you don't care."
" I can't hear anything."
" I'm dying."
" I have cancer."
" I can feel the darkness coming."
" I can't breathe."
" Just joking, I don't love you."
" Just go."
" Just leave me alone!"
" Just fuck off."
" Kill yourself. "
" Kindly get the hell away from me."
" Kids? I don't want kids."
" Kind. That's the one thing you can never manage to be."
" Lie. Just lie."
" Lie to me."
" Life is not worth living."
" Living isn't possible."
" Like I give a shit about you."
" Lies are all you're capable of."
" Lay down. It'll all be over soon."
" My heart is broken. "
" My.. everything hurts."
" My girlfriend/boyfriend left."
" My ____ is dead."
" Man, you're an asshole."
" My lies aren't working anymore."
" Mutt."
" Many times I lay awake and wonder why I'm alive anymore."
" Never again."
" Never speak to me again."
" No. I won't do it."
" No, I don't like you like that."
" No way in hell!"
" Now, now, is there really any reason to cry?"
" Now and again I really start to hate you."
" No. Stop crying, just stop it."
" Not how I wanted to spend my life."
" Never look at me again."
" People hate me."
" People hate you."
" Person? No, no. You're not a person. You're a robot."
" People like you sicken me."
" People like you deserve to die."
" Perhaps you should just leave, then."
" Piss off."
" Question: why are you still here?"
" Quiet. I'm getting sick of hearing your voice."
" Run away. That's what I'm doing."
" See? I hate you."
" See? You hate me."
" Sometimes I wonder why you stay with me."
" So.. you hate me, then?"
" So this is how it ends."
" Shoot me."
" Shit..."
" So why are you still here?"
" Sometimes people lie to me."
" Stories are just that. Stories."
" Took off with everything I had!"
" Time to go."
" This is the end. It's done."
" The story is ending now."
" This is the end."
" This is why I hate you."
" Then why do you say you love me?!"
" Unlike you I have friends."
" Unlike me, you have friends"
" Under the bed is were I have to hide from you."
" Underwater is where i want me coffin to be."
" Utter it again and I swear I'll kill you!"
" Very mature. Cunt."
" Why can't you row up?"
" Why cant you care about me?"
" Why do you hate me?"
" Why do I hate you?"
" What do you mean?"
" What?You're dying?"
" Why can't you just be you."
" When am I supposed to get my time to be happy?'
" Well. This isn't how it was supposed to end between us."
" Whatever, you asshole."
" Whenever you decide you can stand to talk to me ago, please do."
" Well. I hate you now."
" Well, you hate me now."
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"I bet you'd like being a bitch, because at least you can be used for something."
“Nice thing to say to a complete stranger. Who the fuck are you?”
Theon chuckled at that thought, mulling the thought over in his head, taking in the mans visage briefly. “No choice, eh? What makes you so sure. You know nothing about me. I could be armed, I could be fast, I could have friends in high places that would make your life a living hell.”
“I don’t think anyone cares about you enough to help as my first point, my second point is I could ruin them with a simple text,” He laughed, oh this poor thing, he didn’t understand and I don’t think Jim wanted him to either- Not yet, oh not yet. The weapon part, Jim had three snipers ready to go. Also a man outside the door.
Growing more uneasy by the second, Theon surmised the best plan was to see what this snappy-dressed guy wanted. “Your place then?” He quipped, attempting to keep his facade of calm. He began walking toward the door of the warehouse, dropping the task he had been assigned an hour or so before.
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