This is really discouraging.
Did they truly still think her a fool? Someone who hadn't learned her lesson? Who hadn't watched the world around her quickly fall apart? A part of her wished it could have been true-- that she could remain so blissfully ignorant of her surroundings. Tully hues looked the other up and down, the faintest hint of a smile forming upon her lips.
"I'm truly sorry-- I haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about,"
Let's play the game of is Anastacia getting sick or is she still hungover
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“If you’d be so kind…”
"Fine. I could do it without the condom, if you'd prefer. I've had the practice,"
Her hands moved towards the laces of the dress, untying them slowly. Oh-- if only this had been back before he had left her. Poor little Sansa Stark would have actually looked forward to this. She allowed the fabric to fall to the ground before stepping out of it. Her fingers wrapped around to her back, fiddling with the laces of the Westerosi corset she donned once more. Though, with little luck, glanced towards the other.
"Help me get this off?"
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”—I have a lemon condom in my pocket.”
"Does that mean you'd like your payment now, Doctor?"
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“Am I supposed to respect you?”
"I would like to pretend you had the capability to do so, yes,"
Independent Sansa Stark Open to OCs within /Alayne Stone. Caught up reason. Prefers writing with both the books and para to one liners, but show. Has multiple verses will roleplay in any with more in the works. format, however. Uses Absolutely loves crossovers, icons, gif icons, and especially Doctor Who! Mun gifs. Willing to not use is 18+. May have NSFW. any.
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Hercules Sentence Starters/Prompts
If? If is good.
I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.
I tie my own sandals and everything.
It's been a real slice.
Is Wonderboy here for real?
I'm... I-I'm an action figure!
You wanted to be petty and dishonest?
Pardon me. It seems to me that what you folks need is a hero.
Ooh, I'd like to make some sweet music with him.
We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. What do you say? Come on.
People do crazy things... when they're in love.
That's it. I'm movin' to Sparta.
You're really choked up about this, aren't ya?
It's all right. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed.
No man is worth the aggravation.
Oh, you know what slipped my mind? You'll be dead before you can get to her.
I own you!
You'll work yourself to death. Hah. Work yourself to death.
You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend's life.
Father, this is the moment I've always dreamed of.
There are worse things.
Alright, gotta go clean. Will get to more greeters when I get back. Or like this if you'd like something longer and I can whip something out either tonight or tomorrow.
+solitariosdeus
His attire was far s t r a n g e r than any fashions she had seen or read about before. Even across the sea, she was certain they didn't have fabrics that matched that, let alone men wearing necklaces in the shape of bows. And yet, she was no stranger to being ignored. Her mind wandered as she sat in the gardens, wondering if the other had been lost, only to be scoffed at as she normally was.
Gathering the skirt of her dress, the young woman took a deep breath, wondering if it was suicide to approach him, or if she should truly care if it was or not.
"Excuse me-- are you lost? I just-- I haven't seen you around before. I wanted to make sure,"
+regishiberna
To say the news of his decision to join the Night's Watch was surprising would be a lie. She understood how he looked up to their uncle, how he must have felt different than the rest of the Stark children. In truth, even she forgot that he was different than the rest of them.
"But I don't understand. Father would find you a good match, and I'm sure Robb would be so upset if you left. Who would spar with him in his free time? Bran is far too young for such things,"
trying to bring Sansa back but I'm really scared and I don't know why.
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”Suck my cock. Naked.”
"--your respect for me is outstanding, Doctor,"
Her voice is quiet and she just stares at him for a moment. Taking a deep breath, the woman shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head. She just had to remember what Queen Cersei had tried to teach her. A woman's power didn't have to only come from courtesies. Still, she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed in the other.
"Fine. If that will get me home,"
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He stiffened in surprise for a moment as her lips met met his, but soon gathered himself and kissed her back easily. It ended far too soon for his liking.
“Yeah, yeah. Right. I’ll take you home on one condition.”
"Alright-- what's this condition?"
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”You never got to experience me handling you, virgin.”
Her hands moved to grasp his cheeks, leaning in quickly to press her lips against his. It only lasted a m o m e n t , however. She pulled away with a smug look on her face, tilting her head to the side.
"If you'd like to believe I'm still a virgin, I won't ruin your hopes. But enough flirting, love. Are you going to take me home or not?"
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”I have more muscles than you, little girl. I could show you if you keep insisting like this.”
"Oh, but I know how to handle men, Doctor. Though it seems you don't quite know how to handle women,"
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”If tried to kill you, would you be so scared that you’d obey me like a good girl?”
"You wish, old man. I bet I could kick your ass. Do you even have muscles? The Hound was far bigger than you,"