mariana *:･ﾟ✧

once upon a time , there lived little red riding hood. red had a family , a mother , a father , a brother , an uncle. they all loved her very much , but little red had a heart that couldn't be contained , a love for adventure that would never be extinguished. one day , little red wandered too far from her family , and the big bad wolf took her far , far away. but she didn't die , and the wolf didn't survive her. because this isn't your typical fairytale and little red is not your fairytale princess. # candyprayed.

[memestockpile]

WAYS TO SAY ‘I LOVE YOU’ LOST SEASON 1 & 2 EDITION (2004-2006) // SENTENCE STARTERS (PART 1/3)

i’ve always seen these floating around the rp scene, but never one for one of my favorite tv shows. anyone who’s watched this know show how much that little island family loves each other. hopefully, there will be three parts to this, one for every two seasons. feel free to change pronouns / descriptors to your liking ! 

you’re going to be okay, do you understand me? 

no, you can do this. i’m telling you. 

well, hang in there. 

we need to stay together. 

here. here you go. hey. 

if we can’t live together, we’re going to die alone

you can do better than that. 

is there anything i can do for you? 

breathe. just breathe, (name).

you need some rest. c’mon.

just be really careful, okay? 

i know how confused and angry you must be right now. i can’t say i understand what you’re going through, but i know what it feels like when you lose family.

you need to get your blood sugar level up. 

you need to lie down.

how are you? do you want to take a walk?

alright, slow now. slow and gentle. easy.

surprise.

you just need to take it a little slow. are you okay with that?

when was the last time you slept or had something to eat? you’re exhausted.

i’ve got to change these bandages.

you don’t have to be alone, (name).

take it easy. keep the weight off. here, let me have a look. does this hurt?

it’s okay, shhh.

easy. that’s good. that was good. okay, one more.

i’ve got you. it’s alright. it’s okay. you’re okay now. you’re safe. you’re safe. it’s okay.

you need stitches. try to be still.

you know what i think, (name)? you need to ask for help.

okay, i’ve got you now. it’s going to be okay now. we’re going home, (name). we are going home.

you okay? you were shaking.

you’re developing quite a talent.

you’re not alone. don’t pretend to be. 

it’s all yours.

i only carry it because i have someone to protect.

it was a dream, (name).

i heard screams. i got worried.

let me give you a hand, okay?

(name), you are not worthless.

i will never leave you. i love you and i believe you. 

[inboxideas]

My muse is being held hostage by your muse's enemy, what would you do?

submitted by anonymous.

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i shall take the heart. for brains do not make one happy , and happiness is the best thing in the world , said the tin man.     /     iron giant + orange / steel blue.

[candyprayed-blog]

@nctalittlekid.     /     continued.

                                ❝ –  Sí, ya…                                                             try saying that without getting                                                             snot all over me.  ❞   followed with a grin that completely splits his stern look   of concern, his arms appearing poised ready to defend   himself from a possible assault as he mirrored her exa   -ct jab back in the junkyard.

——————–     a pitiful sniff , mariana aims a weak punch at gabe’s arm before her hand comes up to rub at her bright red nose. first shot , now stuck with the common cold , her luck hadn’t been the greatest these past few weeks. still , her brother was there as always , pulling a smile out of her as easy as anything.  ❝ cállate. i’ll wipe my snot all over your beanie in a minute. ❞   teasingly , she waves the hand she just used to rub at her nose towards him , lips pulling into a grin.

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hopelostindays.

“What’s this bullshit, I’ve been hearing? My baby girl hasn’t got a candy bar in how long? Naw naw that shit ain’t gonna fly around here. My baby girl deserves the best and rumor has it Joan made a CHOCOLATE cake. I don’t think you can get any better than that. Come, let the doctor work on Kate alone.”

——————–     ❝ in forever. i think uncle javi found one but , he’s been kinda distracted. ❞   seeing your niece and sister in law getting shot probably wasn’t the nicest thing to see. pushing herself up from the bed , mariana clings to her father’s arm as her legs shake a little , still off balance somewhat from the wound on her head. if it meant she finally got a damn candy bar she’d run for miles because the first thing she misses from before is chocolate. like every normal ten year old.

[wnq-writers]

She thinks she’s living a fairytale, that’s why she fears the world so much, it scares her, because people are nothing like fairies, the sky is not made of candy and the world is not shiny.

cocaine-angell  (via wordsnquotes)

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people are not black and white , not good or evil , but rather a mixed gradient , a paint spatter of different colours and emotions and thoughts that make up who they are.     /     david garcia + peach / yellow.

[candyprayed-blog]

kung fu action jesus , kickin’ the bad guys and makin’ them pay , with his magic kung fu he’ll save the day , he’s kung fu action jesus !!     /     jesus + tan.

[nctbitten-a]

                     “I’M GOING TO FIND YOU, AJ.”

                               indie, semi-selective & private CLEMENTINE                                                        written by jay;                                        human fc: AMANDLA STENBERG                                                  est. jan 08, 2016

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                                               CALL THIS AN EXPERIMENT.

So I explained to the french community how to rp on tumblr (I made them a 7 word pages tutorial actually) but they all are too afraid to not be able to speak english. Some of them actually have a good level. So yeah, maybe they’ll make a mistake or two but can you, please, like (or reblog) this post if you don’t mind roleplaying with someone whose first language is french? Knowing that they could make some mistakes in english.

[candyprayed-blog]

❝ ——————–  f u c k !! ❞   better hope no one was around to hear the ten year old curse out as her foot struck a half empty barrel. it might shatter her image of being cotton candy sweet n’ innocent.     /     OPEN.

[candyprayed-blog]

crackinthewhip.

With a frustrated hiss of anger, Troy swung the pipe towards the lurker’s skull, splitting it open like a black tomato. Even though he was sure it was dead, he kept swinging, smashing the lurker until it was little more than a pile of shredded guts and crushed bones. 

Fists curled tightly, Troy swore under his breath, taking out the pistol at his side and shooting a bullet into what remained of the creature. “Fuck you, motherfucker! Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!” It wasn’t like him to freak out like this, to leave himself vulnerable by letting his emotions get out of whack, but… well, he’d just realized it was Father’s Day, and the opportunity to simulate a fantasy he’d always wanted to act on was too tempting. He’d always wanted to do this to a certain piece of shit.

——————–     doe eyes wide , mariana shifts so she’s a little more hidden behind the fence , watching on in fear as he practically beat and shot at the muerto until it was a bloody ruin , full of bullets with it’s skull caved into a goopy , digusting , black mess. great , the only way she could escape with the way behind her being blocked by random muertos dotted around the forest and it’s blocked by a man twice her size who’s just gone to town on one of the living dead.

shifting away from the fence , groaning caught in the wind from the muertos , raising the hairs on her neck , mariana kept her hand on her gun as she tried to keep to the edge of the area. her boot knocks a glass bottle , sound echoing in the space between them and wide eyes glance up , heart stopped dead in her chest. immediately her gun comes up , aimed at his knee but her hands shake a little , fear evident on the ten year old’s face.   ❝ -- just , don’t move , okay? ❞   eyes drift to the muerto and she swallows hard.   ❝ in a bad mood or just that particular muerto piss you off? ❞

[candyprayed-blog]

the ice didn’t kill the fervour inside , but only made it burn hotter. you are a roaring fire , seductive , dangerous , all consuming.     /     verity kom azgeda + shades of blue.

[candyprayed-blog]

javier ‘ fucks up in spanish ’ garcia , at your service. dashing , debonair , really fucking loves pudding.     /     javier garcia + orange / blue.

[candyprayed-blog]

from ranch hand , to husband , to father. do you stop being any of those things once the world goes to shit and your life falls apart around you? no , you don’t.     /     mitchel carden + orange.

[memeroundups]

Send ‘rough touch’

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memeroundups:

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Mun chooses.

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hi i would like to report tumblr user @jadodle for making me cr y w/ garcia fam headcanons