( stranger. )
“If these ‘wild things’ claim t’ be th’ scariest monsters in th’ universe, why haven’t I heard of ‘em before?”
❛ well, they kill most everyone they come in contact with. you know, dead men tell no tales, and all that. ❜

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( stranger. )
“If these ‘wild things’ claim t’ be th’ scariest monsters in th’ universe, why haven’t I heard of ‘em before?”
❛ well, they kill most everyone they come in contact with. you know, dead men tell no tales, and all that. ❜
( silly stranger. )
" You seem quite sure. How so ?"
❛ because i'm the only one they haven't eaten. ❜
( silly stranger. )
" I am afraid our definitions of scary are quite different. They might be wild , but they are not wicked which makes them quite harmless.”
❛ whatever. 's your funeral. ❜
' did you know that the sun is going to d i e one day? it’ll just go out, like a light bulb. and p o o f, we’ll all die. ‘
’ the wild things are going to get you. they’re the scariest monsters in the universe. you’d better run. ‘
Reblog with the face your muse makes right before they're about to disobey you.
[regina.]
Maybe the girl wasn’t a total waste of time; she seemed to have a good head on her shoulders. “Mothers sometimes don’t understand,” she replied, looking down at the child. After a slight moment, she motioned for Max to follow her as she began walking. “I feel like that would be a justifiable reason to bite her. She seemed to have deserved it.”
’ she doesn't even talk to me until i mess up. she's too occupied with herself to care. ’
she shrugged, glad that she could relate to someone, she kept in step with the fellow queen.
’ i feel like everyone's deserving of a bite, if you put enough effort into finding a reason. ‘
[stranger.]
❝ Surprisingly, I feel less lonely here than I did at home. ❞
she nodded, understanding the feeling as though she'd said the words herself.
name - maxine wildgrube.
age - 13 years old.
diagnosis - schizoid personality disorder, languid type.
bio - max wasn't one for making friends. she had no interest in socialising, and would often go days without speaking to anyone at all. she was detached from reality, often apathetic to what was going on around her. her mother would sleep more than she was awake, leaving max very lonely, and she often escaped into her dream world. she knew it wasn't reality, but it was her security blanket. in this fantasyland, she was the queen of an island of scary beasts; wild things. they understood her. they were there to help her. she accepted this.
she was twelve when she was referred to a psychiatrist after her english teacher noticed a dark theme to her writings. it was but a month later when she was sent off, her mother too overwhelmed and confused with the technical terms and diagnosis to know what else to do. max seemed, well, indifferent, hiding within herself and speaking to people as little as possible. but it was not people she wanted to avoid. it was emotions, both negative and positive. she liked her dreamland, and was afraid human interaction would make it go away.
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slytherin that are really nice and sweet who constantly ask how your days going and if you need help with something
gryffindor that are scared to kill the spider in the corner of their rooms because who knows if that shit can fly or if it’ll attack you
;;- i feel bad that i’m not here as often as i would like to be so this is kind of my way of compensating. 300+ icons to whoever random.org deigns to select, reblogs/likes count and you must be following me. this ends in four hours, at 7pm aest. go crazy. examples: x | x | x | x
❛ you take that back. ❜
Royalty AU: Muse A is the heir apparent, and is in training to become king after their father. They’ve never gone against their father, always following the rules. Muse B is a peasant girl, new to the castle and it’s rules. She’d only started working there a few weeks before, and had been instantly charmed by the prince and his ways. But what she didn’t expect was the prince to be smitten with her too, taken by her beautiful eyes and simple looks. They both know that they couldn’t be together, separated by their vastly different social statuses. But Muse A choses Muse B over his kingdom, something he thought he’d never do.
( stranger. )
‘ not anything? not even….spiders? ’
❛ not even spiders. ❜
( regina. )
This girl was clever. “It’s been named that ever since I could remember,” the Queen replied, eyes still glued upon the child. She had pulled back a few inches, rather impressed with the next words that escaped the girl’s lips. ”You bit her?” she questioned, a slight smirk playing on her lips. “Please, tell me why it was so justifiable.”
’ you should really look into a new name. it sounds like something out of a storybook. ’
she grinned out of mixed pride and surprise that the woman was having a conversation with her.
she was used to being shooed away.
’ it's kind of a long story. but basically, i drew on the wall, she yelled at me and sent me to bed without dinner, i bit her, and then my baby brother started crying so i ate his mashed potatoes. ‘
( stranger. )
’ i’ll run only with their balls ‘round my neck. ‘
she couldn't speak, she was laughing so hard.