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logged back in here just to save my url because tumblr tried to take it away by adding that whole -blog thing . ew .
pitch is being moved over HERE
ah yes...so much fun...seeing all those deactivated urls in my message archives...
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Glad your blog is still around, friend. Really enjoy seeing you on my dash :3
awwwwww , thanks friend ! i am too . itâs been hard to come back to this blog just because i have so many responsibilities outside of my blogs , and iâve had more writing muse for other characters , but i do want to make an effort to soft reboot this asshole and at least be around a little more here and there .
âŻ+ when the kids stopped believing in him :^)
⯠+ a canon scene for a drabble || @freckledbuttonâ || accepting 1 more
   THE FIRST SENSATION encountered upon awakening: cold.  Fresh, powdery snow beneath ashen cheek.  Though it really has no effect on him, he blows it away from his face as he rises, pushing himself up from where he lay sprawled.  And what greets his ears is nearly as irritating as snow would be down the back of a humanâs shirt.
   Laughter.  Children laughing and playing and throwing snowballs at each otherâand the GUARDIANS.  Theyâre still here, still protecting the children; they still believe in them.  Heâd failed, heâd failed, heâd failed.
   â No⌠â  The utterance leaves his lips involuntarily, disbelief fighting against what he sees.  This canât be happening⌠ And yet he finds himself ducking to avoid a flying sea creature made of Dreamsandâcourtesy of Sandy, no doubt.  The LITTLE MAN had returned in full glory; their victory complete, they celebrate in the presence of the defeated.
   Noânot defeated yet.  The CHILDRENâthey had seen him !  They believe; this isnât over.  Say something, fool !
   â You dare have fun in my presence ?  I am the BOGEYMAN, and you will fear me ! â
   The eyes of some of the Guardians fall upon him as he rushes towards the nearest child, but he DOESNâT CARE.  He doesnât care that he sounds utterly ridiculous and desperate; desperate times call for desperate measures.  His plan has failed, but there is a foothold to be gained, and as the boy  ( JAMIE, the one Frost guarded so fiercely )  turns to run in his direction, Pitch opens black-clad arms to deliver an embrace of fear.
   But the child never touches him.  Pain like the harsh chill in a winter wind makes him gasp aloud as Jamie runs right through him.  â NO ! â  Hands clutch at aching chest, body straightening in stature and eyes searching blankly, realizing, any following syllables no more than mere whimpering echoes.  And now EVERY Guardian is watching, he knows even before he turns, their expressions pitying.  Even as he stares at them, his mind is elsewhere.
   For the first time in a long while, the cold tendrils of fear curl around his own soul.
   And he RUNS.
                                                  FEAR GRIPPED THE KING.
one lil thing i just wanna say is : DO NOT come into my ims with a mere  â do you wanna rp ? â if you have a plot in mind . do literally anything but that . scream â BITCH WHAT IF * insert plot idea here * â and you will have my attention , but just . . . the other ?? is anxiety inducing and makes me feel like i must carry the idea . itâs awk .
also make sure weâre mutuals beforehand ?? me having to repeat something thatâs so obviously in my rules and worrying about if i sound rude . . . thatâs awk too .
DEATH .  what a strong word ; men tremble as it leaves the lips of the judge , and armies rush into the fray of bloodshed only to be torn down .  we would rather LIVE â live to see another day , to win another fight , to say one more goodbye before itâs too late .  we battle death to keep it at the edge , away from our family and away from our friends .  away from ourselves .  but in the end , the terrible thing already lives inside us , merely biding its time , awaiting its moment to spring forth , teeth bared and greedy hands clawing for your life .  it is LIFE or DEATH â death is but an ultimatum .  and you , YOUNG ATLAS , hold the choice in your hands .  //  canon-divergent james lake jr. of guillermo del toroâs and dreamworksâ  trollunters ; personals do not reblog .
@frystsnow replied to your post:
all i want for christmas is u ��
is that so ??
hello yes who wants me back