#joffy rules

[teruuu]

TGHWBadEnd!Au could go one of two ways:

- @joffyworld , in a valiant act of bravery, kills @bash-js before they could propose. As Joffy carries the bleeding Bash in his arms, the wedding ring falls out of Bash’s pockets, and Joffy is left to wonder upon and regret his mistakes. “Oh, what a wonderful life I could have lived, if I had been much kinder and given my enemy a chance.”

Or

- @bash-js kills @joffyworld while he begs for mercy. Bash immediately regrets it when they carry Joffy’s rapidly-cooling body in their arms. Joffy says some impactful last words that leave Bash shaken, and Bash bursts into tears thinking about all the things they *could’ve* done. Bash sobs into Joffy’s shoulders as they beg for Joffy to come back… but they know it’s already too late. “Joffy! No! Please! Come back to me! I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m sorry…!”

In both scenarios the two go mad and on ramoage killing TROD style

[teruuu]

Omg this sounds super familiar I just can’t put a finger on why it reminds me so much of someone else! Gosh I hate being reminded of something but being unable to recall what it is. I hope I figure out someday what this reminds me of. I’m literally itching to find out

God I'm a sucker for characters who are so utterly loyal to someone that they're completely unhinged. Characters who have no moral compass except their overwhelming devotion to whoever they've chosen to listen to. That's the good shit

[sweetvelaryon]

this is just for me to heal my broken jaceluke heart and to go into a deeper hole to hide away from the ridiculous shit the writers are writing. don't fault me for making rhae this way. she's a good mother through and through.

"mommy."

rheanyra expected a hug but when she felt nothing but emptiness she turned around at the sight of Joffrey clinging his small arms around his brother's waist, face pressed into his stomach as if searching to hear something inside. lucerys softly smiled running his ring converted fingers through his curls.

It became more apparent that she no longer held the title of mother. Not to her younger children anyways. Jacaerys stood close - too close, lucerys as Joffrey held tightly around Luke. Resentment shouldn't be building in her veins but it did the longer her son held on. She noticed after Aegon was born how distant her other kids became. Jace and Luke took the responsibility of raising Joffrey as their own. It wasn't all her fault. She was busy with properly ruling over Dragonstone, her next pregnancy with Viserys, doing her best to raise Rhaena and learning more of her history. Now she was sending off Rhaena with her three younger boys to the Vale for protection.

She knew Rhaena wanted to help but she had no dragon to help in the war. Lucerys nearly lost his life against Aemond. She considered sending him too but the last time she separated Jace and Luke they both fell terribly ill. Arrax was healing and was growing. Plus, she knew Luke wouldn't want to leave his brother's side. she watched Luke kneel to Joffrey but turned away as soon Luke placed kisses thrice upon his temple.

"it won't be for long, joffy. it's just until we win the throne and then you'll be back home before you know it," Lucerys spoke caressing his chubby cheeks in hand.

"will we leave here on Dragonstone. you, me, and daddy?" Joffrey asked, loudly that many people glanced at Rhaenyra as if to say Daemon would be living on Dragonstone instead of Kings Landing.

she knew they weren't speaking of Daemon.

Jacaerys knelt beside Luke and did the same, pressing kisses thrice where Luke did. "I promise you can live with us after. All will be fine. avy jorrāelan trēsy."

"avy jorrāelan," Joffrey repeated eagerly and hugged them both.

"avy jorrāelan," lucerys spoke, his lilac eyes met his brothers as they held the child they practically raised, regardless he wasn't truly theirs. jacaerys held a possessive gaze at Luke before they broke apart.

Rhaenyra walked her three children to the boats with Rhaena and a chamber with dragon eggs. Baela was patrolling leaving Lucerys and Jacaerys by themselves.

"this is a bad idea," Jace speaks up.

"mother is doing it in case we lose, my love. we must respect her decision as Queen and Mother," Lucerys responded.

"We won't lose," Jace said, turning to face his brother's face.

Luke turned as well, a small blush creeping on his cheeks, "he knows."

"he thinks he knows. It was good we didn't tell him," Jace replied, his hand resting on Luke's stomach, a smile resting on his lips. "we have a contingency plan, lucerys. The second it all goes from bad to worse, we flee. I'm not risking your life or that of my unborn child for a chair made of swords."

"what of Joffrey, Aegon, and Viserys? Rhaena? Baela?" Luke immediately asked.

"we will pick up the boys and if the twins want to follow they can. My priorities are you, my child, and my brothers," he answered.

"what of our mother?"

silence stretched between them as they saw their mother walking up the stairs.

"well spare her the pain. She can either let us go willingly and come with us if she wishes or she can... die a dragonrider's death. Her decision, Luke. she is the queen."

"father would be disappointed," Lucerys whispered, leaning against jacaerys.

"aye, but we all die in the end. so I don't really care."

[guileandsubterfuge]

As Got season 7 gets closer, I’m lamenting the choices re: Jaime & Cersei even more. One thing I often hear is that there was no way for the showrunners to show the JC breakup because it’s all in Jaime’s thoughts.

I feel like some of these people must not have read Jaime & Cersei’s early Feast chapters, because their relationship isn’t just crumbling in Jaime’s head...it’s pretty damn tangible and pretty fantastic and pretty filmable.

I gathered up some key Feast passages to prove my point:

Cersei wiped her tears away on a ragged brown sleeve. "Very well. If it is battlefields you want, battlefields I shall give you." She jerked her hood up angrily. "I was a fool to come. I was a fool ever to love you."

Her footsteps echoed loudly in the quiet, and left damp splotches on the marble floor.

Tommen considered that. "I . . . I used to go away inside sometimes," he confessed, "when Joffy . . ."

"Joffrey." Cersei stood over them, the wind whipping her skirts around her legs. "Your brother's name was Joffrey. He would never have shamed me so."

"I never meant to. I wasn't frightened, Mother. It was only that your lord father smelled so bad . . ."

"Do you think he smelled any sweeter to me? I have a nose too." She caught his ear and pulled him to his feet. "Lord Tyrell has a nose. Did you see him retching in the holy sept? Did you see Lady Margaery bawling like a baby?"

Jaime got to his feet. "Cersei, enough."

Her nostrils flared. "Ser? Why are you here? You swore to stand vigil over Father until the wake was done, as I recall."

"No. Seven days and seven nights, you said. Surely the Lord Commander remembers how to count to seven. Take the number of your fingers, then add two."

Others had begun to stream out onto the plaza, fleeing the noxious odors in the sept. "Cersei, keep your voice down," Jaime warned. "Lord Tyrell is approaching."

"Robert's beard was black. Mine is gold."

"Gold? Or silver?" Cersei plucked a hair from beneath his chin and held it up. It was grey. "All the color is draining out of you, brother. You've become a ghost of what you were, a pale crippled thing. And so bloodless, always in white." She flicked the hair away. "I prefer you garbed in crimson and gold."

Jaime felt his anger rising. "True, Loras does not leer at your teats the way Ser Osmund does, but I hardly think—"

"Think about this." Cersei slapped his face.

Her own twin interrupted her musings. "Would Your Grace honor her white knight with a dance?"

She gave him a withering look. "And have you fumbling at me with that stump? No. I will let you fill my wine cup for me, though. If you think you can manage it without spilling."

"A cripple like me? Not likely." He moved away and made another circuit of the hall. She had to fill her own cup.

Their uncle heard the rebuff. Qyburn as well, and the Kettleblacks, wrestling their bundle through the ashes. Even the guardsmen heard, Puckens and Hoke the Horseleg and Shortear. It will be all over the castle by nightfall. Cersei felt the heat rising up her cheeks. "Rule? I said naught of ruling. I shall rule until my son comes of age."

"I don't know who I pity more," her brother said. "Tommen, or the Seven Kingdoms."

She slapped him. Jaime's arm rose to catch the blow, cat-quick . . . but this cat had a cripple's stump in place of a right hand. Her fingers left red marks on his cheek.

The sound brought their uncle to his feet. "Your father lies here dead. Have the decency to take your quarrel outside."

The disintegration of Jaime and Cersei’s relationship isn’t something that plays out just in Jaime’s head, or during his sparring on the long road to Riverrun. Their relationship implodes in heated arguments, petty insults, rage, and regret all over King’s Landing and in front of witnesses.

It’s realistic and delicious and it’s a shame the showrunners chose to have two seasons of Jaime running in circles over this toxic mess.

[teruuu]

OH MY GOD

Oh my god

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

Oh my god

oh my god.

That’s my response poem because have I told you IM SO FUCLING OBSESSED IM SCREAMING IM TEARING IM CRYING IM SOBBING WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK U LITERALLY GAVE MY HEART A SHARP PANG AND IT INSPIRED THE WRITER IN ME OMGOMGOMG UR A ROCKSTAR UR AMZING IM SCREAMING AAHHHH WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK ol

U made fun of me when I accidentally sent a message in Japanese but yknow what. U deserve the Japanese of appreciation from me too when I go ballistic. ありがとうございますJoffyーおにいちゃん！わたしのあなたわだいすきです！！！

Control (Over All)

The rip and tear of the flesh,

Ah yes!

I confess, it's the best;

The wet mess of the hess, and the tearing of the flesh!

I digress, I divest in thee my last breath,

Till at last I am dead, once again,

By your hand, nonetheless.

Hear the howls from the jowls,

Of those who rival me right now;

Their affections are but fickle things,

So of course oh how I love the sound,

When their sinew is made piano strings,

That bids these fools kowtow; to their so beloved masters,

The Lamb and their reaper of the holy crown.

But do you ever feel?

A chance at something real?

Behind the bones and mortal moans, there may yet be chance to heal?

Do you ever hold the knife so close,

That it whispers in your ear?

Perhaps there was once another way,

That you forgot to steal.

Were we always monsters? What parts of us do feel?

Does the murder and the gluttony,

Distract us from what's real?

When I tear their hearts apart, which of us does truly keel?

I wish I had the answer lover,

But your love does draw me near;

To insanity, the tragedy!

The ever painful spiral!

It's delight I greatly take from you,

Please keep me as your idol!

I beg of you! Please listen sharp! My heart can barely take it!

My life is yours, my future given freely,

I forsake it!

Hit me once and bite me twice,

Beat me black and blue all night,

Plunge the knife and twist it thrice, don't forget to gouge the eyes.

These pains are simply but the price,

Of godhood, paid in paradise.

My body, mind, my heart and soul,

I feel as though I've lost control.

So take the wheel and lead me slow,

One last question I pray not know:

Is this love?

Or are we scared to lose control?

(Entirely based on @teruuu's Compulsion of Flesh au, check it out if you haven't!)

((it's very gory be warned, like really gory lots of gore))

[teruuu]

Teru, beloved friend, truly one of the best things I've ever found on the internet, amazing mutual and beloved artist who never fails to impress, may I ask?

HOW ARE YOU SO FUCKING GOOD AT ART? WHAT'S THE SECRET? WHAT IS IT? MK ULTRA? THE CIA TRAINED YOU? WHAT'S THE FUCKIN SECRET RECIPE BUDDY I'M ON MY PLANKTON SHIT RN I NEED TO KNOW. I CAN'T SIT HERE AND BELIEVE IT'S NATURAL ANYMORE THIS IS TOO MUCH

Obligatory humble thank you post to Joffy and all of the followers that have followed me on my art journey, this probably isn’t the goofy ahh response Joffy was expecting but I wanna be kind of more serious for once

Here’s a special expression of gratitude to everyone listed below:

— @kiko---random-stuff-probably for being my first follower and STILL rb’ing my stuff, I see you

— @seafood-hater for also being consistent and hilarious throughout my posts

— @the-artist-grimm for lifting my spirits and being one of the greatest artists that I admire on this platform

— @joffyworld for always going caca for my art and making me cackle in the process

— And lasty, every single person who also consistently pops in to check out my stuff. I may not have mentioned you in this post, but seeing all the regulars makes me smile each time!! I DO remember everyone who always checks in. Thanks for being a regular in my restaurant ;)

I know I say it repeatedly but y’all do inspire me to get better at art each day and continue delivering!! Art is a therapeutic journey for me and having you lot stopping by all the time makes that journey all the more colorful for me, so thank you! Thanks a lot! To answer Joffy’s question, you guys are one of the special ingredients that I use to cook so well. But besides that, I’ve been drawing daily ever since I first started my Tumblr account. Maybe that’s what contributes to my art progress? But yeah!!!!!

This post is a little messy but the gist of it is, thank you, all of you—and I draw everyday as a therapeutic and self improvement process :))

[teruuu]

@joffyworld spitting fax out here making me rethink my narilamb’s whole dynamic

[teruuu]

Narndur

LMAO COMPULSION 😭😭😭 too true Joffy too ture

Bro I would draw this but like I literally have so many other asks I also need to do I’m procrastinating on all of them so hard ☠️☠️☠️

Sidenote though I find it funny how my posts range from traumatic gory galore to wack shitposts. My artstyle primarily leans on horror so I find it so funny silly how I post so much goofy in between lol. Idk how would you guys describe my artstyle???

Anyways I might post art later or tomorrow Idk stay tuned

[joffyworld]

IDK DAWG YOU DO WHAT YOU WANNA WE'LL LOVE YOU ANYWAY

Aight i should make like a intro post for myself

✨️Hello ✨️

Am a seafood hater new to the wonders of tumblr i dont really have a face for myself or identity yet but I will soon

Thanks to the power of hyperfixation, I finally have the courage to open the Pandoras box that is my need to draw for the first time in like 5ish years? So if my art sucks it's because I must re-learn how to draw once more

Btw these are my tags:

#blabbering (whenever I'm just talking)

#my art

#the plan (my cotl au idea post)

Right now I'm into cult of the lamb but every now and then I'll repost something else I'm also into :3

[teruuu]

@joffyworld STOP FUCKING TALKING ABOUT THE ONE HOUR THING OH MY GOD PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭 ITS JUST AN HOUR??????????????????? ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ I’M SURE IM NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE THAT MAKES ARTWORK IN UNDER THAN HOUR??????????????????

[teruuu]

YOU CHANGED YOUR PFP TO THE KEBAB ASK?

Ahsgdghdhs

(with laughter, ignore his pain it's the closest I had to the laughing emoji)

Love you Teru, stay JOFFY <3

WHY NOT IT LOOKED CUTE

Ignoring the cannibalistic aspects

He’s so uwu while eating lamb’s arm like that 🥺🥺

[teruuu]

“NO GORY CANNIBAL SECKS IN HD” IS CRAZYYY

Too demotivated to make art rn but I’m stalking all the tent prompt releases for today’s COTLtober and I’m absolutely sobbing at the sudden shift of atmosphere on the community 😭😭😭😭😭 the unconcealed suggestive undertones r just hilarious, we got so freaky overnight I aint never seen so much freak ☠️

No Joffy I’m not drawing the gory yoohoo 1000 with Compulsion Narilamb

[teruuu]

Im surprised you’re still baffled about why you’re my mutual when all ur tags and rb’s are the exact reason why you’re one of my favorite tumblr mutuals here ☠️

I’ve playing around with rendering and perspective lately

An apology art piece for @adair-trashart since I never answered your ask for compulsion narinder

Gang give me some time with the asks, I’m reaching that point that artists get where they draw so much they start to doubt if they can really draw or not anymore 😭😭 I gotta gaslight myself into thinking I’m still at my peak ☠️

[teruuu]

I literally live off off having this “miserable artist” mindset so I can be cool and quirky 🥺 /j

But /srs after some analysis it’s mainly cuz when u advance in art Ig you notice more and more of ur mistakes and somehow what’s considered as masterpieces to outsiders is seen as trash to the creator

But no I’m genuine FUCK watercolors BURN in hell DIE IN A SHITFIRE *continues to paint with them everyday*

Thanks Joffy!!! GO TO SLEEP

@joffyworld I KNOW I SAID I WAS GONNA GET HYPERFIXATED ON SLAY THE PRINCESS BUT THE COTL BRAINROT HAS GOTTEN TO THE POINT WHERE DRAWING PEOPLE IS DIFFICULT NOW 👺👺👺 LIKE I KID YOU NOT MY FIRST INSTINCT WHEN I DRAW FACES IS TO DRAW LAMB/CAT EARS AND THEN I JUST PAUSE AND GO “wait… oh fuck how do I draw people ears again” I’M LITERALLY SO MISERABLE RN WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧

Gonna try making stp x cotl content to slowly transition back into humanity but after 2 months of drawing lamb and narinder everyday that’s gonna be a challenge omfg guys

[teruuu]

CULT OF THE CUBAN MISSILE CRISIS IS SENDING ME LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

@thewisaaaaad combustion narilamb crack au where instead of eating each other all they do is make bombs and create other nuclear weapons as an expression of love and then spiral into a depression realizing the depth of the horrors of their creations then regret all of their mistakes as they bask in the gravity of how destructive the results of their experiments truly are

[spiderin-space]

Oh my, myself a Lord?? I shall accept this title with the highest honor!! And through the rule of my fiefdom I shall enrich the Joffy Kingdom as well 🫡🫡

Good evening (or whatever time of day it may be for you) my lord and praise be to the king!! I, your most loyal artificer, hast returned post haste!!

Pray tell, what the hell has happened in thine absence?? And I do hope that all is well within your kingdom 🥺

SPIDER! Beloved artificer and dear friend!

I am afraid the kingdom must call upon your banner, we are at war with the usurper calling themself Bash, and their army of Raccoon fellows.

We may be at war, but through war, we will be at peace.

Take arms! Defend our kingdom dear spider!