Keni
Love Begins
cherry valley forever
ellievsbear
Interview Vampire Daily
đ
Origami Around
izzy's playlists!
NASA
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
titsay
No title available
d e v o n
Cosimo Galluzzi
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
hello vonnie
sheepfilms
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Japan
seen from Iraq
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from China
seen from Morocco
seen from Malaysia
seen from Lithuania
seen from T1
seen from Pakistan
seen from Philippines
seen from Chile
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Paraguay
seen from Ireland
seen from Vietnam
@monstersarentborn
aswang aesthetic
a shapeshifting monster usually possessing a combination of the traits of either a vampire, a ghoul, a warlock/witch, or different species of were-beast in Filipino folklore or even all of them together. it is the subject of a wide variety of myths and stories. spanish colonists noted that the Aswang was the most feared among the mythical creatures of the philippines, even in the 16th century.
S  a  n  g  u  i  n  e   b l o o d
           âI desire the things that will destroy me in the end.â
                                              cheerfulness, simplicity
Remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.
P.C. Cast, Betrayed (via wordsnquotes)
Greetings Jabberwocky.
Dark eyes flitted, intrigued. It had been some long years since she tasted the energy of a dark fairy. She maintained a careful distance while craning her neck.
âWell hello there. Looking for something?â
Mab didnât seem offended by Jabber moving away from her. She could sense the other womanâs heart, she knew she had liked the kiss, she imagined it must be scary to have someone so different from what she had experienced before.Â
"Iâm not like the others,â She promised her and slipped her hand into the Jabberwockyâs, âBut if I must wait to gain your trust I will do so. We can⌠play for now, and we will see about an alliance over time."Â
The tingle that ran up from her palm as their hands locked together felt as much like a warning as an invitation. But it also stamped into her skin just how little fun sheâd had--real fun, not just hunting or traipsing the realms to alleviate boredom.
âSounds fair,â Jabber said, keeping the hint of skepticism while also gradually relaxing. âWhat should we start with?â
"There were times those young souls had been one of my biggest." The human sized fairy returned. Those times were long gone. Itâs been a while people kept wishing upon her, though who could really blame them.Â
"What has driven you to seek for fear in this realm besides the obvious?" Blue asked, keeping herself together and yet in a respectful distance to not become another victim of the Jabberwockys power. "I wasnât expecting to see you, though under the given circumstances I can not say it surprises me."
âWell, you know how it is, Blue. After a while people donât believe in you, or fear you, quite the way they did before. Their fear grows stale. Not that Iâm picky.â A smile one might imagine a fox giving to a chicken appeared on her lips. The Jabberwocky picked up her skirt, a tail-like train of feathers, and fluffed it out while cracking her neck side to side.
âAnd, I admit, I was curious. How has it been since our Neverland days? Ruling a whole realm? Keep the monsters under your watch?â
Tigerlily by Elentori
Reblog if your character has been in love.
I want her to be Rumpelâs mother so badâŚ
Yes! Still clinging to this headcanon until canon tells me otherwise. Even then I might enjoy denial.
Reblog if youâre an indie OUAT CANON RP account.
We are creating a masterlist for every OUAT roleplayer.
OCs click here.
The list is here.
//Iâll take better pictures at a later date (hopefully tomorrow), but my camera phone quality is usually depressing. Still, wanted to share my Jabberwocky costume for Halloween. Iâm quite pleased with the result. Happy Halloween, dearies!
everyoneâs always like âomg coffee shop aus plsâ and iâm just like omg:
mr. and mrs. smith - sentence meme pt. 1
âI guess thatâs what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning.â "I never told you, but I was married once before." "It was just a drunken Vegas thing." "Oh, thatâs better. Thatâs much better." "Happy endings are just stories that havenât finished yet." "Your aimâs as bad as your cooking sweetheartâŚand thatâs saying something." "Donât tell me how to handle my wife." "Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch." "Guess that was just wishful thinking." "Still alive, baby?" "We have an unusual problem here." "You obviously want me dead, and Iâm less and less concerned for your well-being." "Dance with me." "It was just my cover, sweetheart." "Wait, why do I get the girl gun?" "Itâs called evasive driving, sweetheart!" "Hiya, stranger." "You burn the picture after you get the assignment! Itâs the first thing you learn!" "Oh, I must have missed that lesson. Just like you missed the one about not marrying the enemy!" "If you donât like them we can take them back." "Youâll get used to them." "That vacation in Aspen, you left early, why?" "Damn, I wanted him." "These fuckers get younger every year." "Any last words?" "The new curtains are hideous." "I thought I told you not to bother me at the office, honey." "I have a thoery, newly developed." "Iâm think you killed us." "Why do you care? I was just a cover." "Who says you were just a cover?" "Ask us the sex question." "Oh, look. More desert." "Web of lies!" "I missed you." "Thatâs the second time youâve tried to kill me today." "Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb." "Come on, letâs talk about this! You donât want to go to bed angry!" "Whatâs new?" "My parents died when I was five. Iâm an orphan." "Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at our wedding?" "I canât believe I brought my real parents to our wedding." "SweetheartâŚ?" "You want it? Itâs yours." "Thereâs a huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with everything we donât say to each other." "Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You donât talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt. Option C: I like to vary the details a bit but the punchline isâŚyou die." "Can I have a soda or a juice orâŚ" "Ok, that was a nice shot." "What? Youâre looking for a job or something?" "You are the job." "Theyâre bulletproof!" "Weâll talk about this later." "You saying you had your ass handed to you by some girl?" "You really expect me to roll over and play dead?" "Well, you should be used to it after five years of marriage." "Come to daddy." "Whoâs your daddy now?" "We should so not be allowed to buy these." "On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage?" "Tempting but I donât get out of bed for less than half a million dollars." "I realise you witnessed the Mrs. and I working through a few domestic issues." "Thatâs regrettable but donât take that to be a sign of weakness, that would be a mistake on your part." "Maybe itâs not such a good idea to undermine me in front of the hostage - sends a mixed message." "Mistake on your part." "Baby, you couldnât find the button with both hands and a map."
"Dead." Will replied without hesitation. Right now heâd rather be dead than alive anyway. This life â- it wasnât living, it was surviving.
A slow smile dawned. "I like a man who has nothing to lose." She angled her head to get a better look at him. "This wouldn't have to do with the queen, would it?"
"Iâm not still drunk, am I? What are you doinâ here?"
"Let's just say I'm paying my dues. For the moment.
        --here's a more important question:
are you better to me alive, or dead?"
"ââIâll just wait here then."
"Waiting for what, brave knave?"
Greetings Jabberwocky.
Dark eyes flitted, intrigued. It had been some long years since she tasted the energy of a dark fairy. She maintained a careful distance while craning her neck.
"Well hello there. Looking for something?"
Mab grinned at the Jabberwockyâs unasked question. She could feel how happy the other woman was to have someone so willing to touch her, someone unafraid of what she was.
"Is there anything wrong with both?" Mab answered with a playful smirk. "Iâve never been one to say no to either." She leaned in and placed a soft kiss upon the Jabberwockyâs forehead. "And while we are being honest, I think you could use both as well."Â
She was sure no one had ever given her such a kiss. No lover (which were rare), friend (even rarer) or parent (almost non-existent) had thought or dared to offer the gesture. It felt . . . maternal to her.
Mab's perceptiveness was more potent than she had imagined.
On instinct, Jabber drew away from the kiss. Just a step, not enough to mark a full retreat. "A playmate means fun. I like fun. An alliance is more serious. It entails trust. I respect your noble mission, but I don't trust you." Her coy smile assured the fairy it was nothing personal. "Blame unfortunate past experiences."
