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ned & arya: the bird flu? yeah they tend to do that
robb & catelyn: apartment “complex”? i find it quite simple
theon: you’re telling me a ginger bred this man?
jon: “what’s upstairs?” stairs can’t talk
sansa: “based”? based on what?
bran: chef’s kiss? do they...do they really?
rickon: wood fired pizza? how’s pizza gonna get a job now?
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the creators of barry telling all you anti-sallys that not only are your takes moronic you're also misogynistic
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Robb, with their child: You're going to hate me when you're a teenager. But I love you so much. I'm scared! It's not fair! I'll be a cool Dad, you can do drugs if you want. A little cocaine.
Talisa: Give me that baby.
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Jon: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can’t have you ask any questions why.
Arya: Only if you also don't ask why.
Arya, pulling out 7 pristine human skulls: Take your pick.
Jon:
Arya:
Jon: This one is fine.
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Arya: *sneaking up behind Catelyn*
Catelyn, loudly: I hope nobody's about to scare me because I'm thinking about making cookies later.
Arya:
Arya: What kind?
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Rickon: Do you guys think lava would be spicy?
Jon: Please don't eat lava.
Arya: Eat it and let us know.
Bran: It's made of molten lava so it probably tastes bland and dusty.
Rickon: Thank you so much Bran, you understand me like no one else.
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Arya: I had a terrible dream. Theon was in it.
Theon: And?
Arya: What do you mean, 'and'?
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Robb: Well, that was fun. Just where I want to spend my Saturday night, at the police station.
Jon: You always say I'm too well-behaved.
Robb: There's a line, and it's right before 'police station'.
Jon: It wasn't even my idea!
Robb: Even worse. If I have to pick you up from jail again, it better be because you took some initiative.
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Arya: Do you have a plan to get us out of this place alive?
Jon: Sort of. The idea starts with "run for it" and generally goes downhill from there.
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Theon: If I could rearrange the alphabet, the first thing I'd do is put U and I together.
Robb: If you could rearrange the alphabet, the first thing you'd do is spell SEX and then laugh about it for hours.
Theon: You know me so well.
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Jon: There are some things I can just smell. It's like a sixth sense.
Sam: Actually, that would be one of the five.
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Arya: What's your greatest fear?
Theon: Being alone.
Arya, taking a tarantula out of a box: Guess again.
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Arya: ...you're mad at me.
Catelyn: I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.
Arya: Oh, come on! Everyone knows that's worse!
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Sansa: When are you free?
Bran: I’m forever imprisoned in my own personal hell so I am never truly “free” but I don’t really have plans all next week except for Monday.
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Rickon: Thanks for teaching me how to lie.
Theon: No problem, kid. Next week, stealing!
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Ghost: Woof.
Jon: I would never have thought of that.
Edd: Okay, can the Starks actually speak dog or are they messing with us?
Sam: Knowing them, it may very well be both.
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Bran: Listen, you're cute, but you're too enthusiastic.
Meera: But I -
Bran: Call me when you realise nothing matters.
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