it lingers still.

alaric dullahan • 18 • son of the headless horseman light yourself on fire with PASSION and people will come from MILES just to watch you burn.

[dailyculebras]

Brandon Soo Hoo on MTV’s Snapchat with Dylan Sprayberry!

[agutknecht]

@sleepyhollowchild

[sleepyhollowchild]

such a loser, but also my best friend??? thanks for stargazing with me and all, just thanks for being there for so many years??? i appreciate it immensely

“It takes a loser to know a loser, so you always have that on you.”

[apocalypticrush]

@DSprayberry: As teens we have the desire to rebel. Rebel not by acting foolish. Rebel by having more knowledge than your authority.

[sleepyhollowchild]

••¤( @fayettefairy said: “i may act like I’m clueless but actually know what’s going on at all times.” )

“Do you now?” Alaric said, entertaining the idea (if only just for pretend). “So then, I don’t need to tell you about what I did todday since you obviously already know.”

[digitsdigits]

[sleepyhollowchild]

JUNIPER BLUE:

@sleepyhollowchild said:  ❝ i’ll start carin’ what people think when i am six feet under. ❞

juniper was silent for a moment, before a small frown took form upon her delicate features and she spoke softly, “… will you ever be six feet under?”

Alaric grinned, unaware of anything unusual going on. “EXACTLY. I guess the Land of the Dead is technically six feet under but we’re not going to worry about that.” 

[sleepyhollowchild]

LAZ SLAYNE:

laz bunched her lips at one side and shrugged simply, as if brushing the topic off. “it’s not. it’s just …” she trailed off a bit, looking to her friend. “it’s over now, alright? ursula’s back on the isle and …” i’m not taken over anymore, she finished silently. she didn’t want to worry alaric any further than she apparently already had.

“Listen... I know what it’s like to have someone else inside your head. I know what it’s like to... lose yourself,” Alaric started. Having the Other Mother inside his head changed him (a part of him liked to think for the better, but he had begun conjuring hellfire again, and that dastardly power was never a good sign). “Brushing it off doesn’t mean it’s over. And I’m here.”

[wnq-writers]

Darling, let’s get lost in the stars together.

An eight word story // illuminested (via nickwldes)

@sleepyhollowchild

(via chloexbriar)

[sleepyhollowchild]

••¤( @chloexbriar said:  ❝ I’m ready for that adrenaline rush…with you. ❞ )

“You sure?” Alaric teased lightly before revving up the motorcycle he had managed to trade off for some underground treasures  “Who’s to say we won’t come back from wherever we go?”

[kaitlynnjbell]

[tladss]

[sleepyhollowchild]

"i’ll figure it out. i always do.” - Terra

OMG OMG OMG OKAY HERE WE GO THE POST IS RIGHT HERE I LIVE FOR THE UNDEAAAAD KIDS

[sleepyhollowchild]

••¤( @corpse-daughter-terra said: “I’ll figure it out, I always do.” )

“Solid, grade-A, on point,” Alaric said with a firm nod. Realizing he was being a dork, he gave a wry smile. “It’s good to see you again, Terra. How’s it going? And what are you trying to figure out?”

[sleepyhollowchild]

“sardonic humour is just my way of relating to the world.”

AHJHFKAHJDKJA I POSTED ON THE WRONG ASK AND NOW I LOST THAT ASK SO NOW I’M A SHAM BUT THE UNDEAD KIDS ARE IN THIS POST RIGHT HERE AND NOW I’M JUST HJDHKAHJ

[sleepyhollowchild]

••¤( @missingapulse said: “Sardonic humour is just my way of relating to the world.” )

“I don’t know, Laz,” Alaric started. He wasn’t the best at expressing emotions other than anger or passion (often, however, they went hand in hand so he didn’t have to worry). How was he supposed to express concern? “Sounds like more than sardonic humour to me.”

[siickangel]

[sleepyhollowchild]

LUNA BLACKTHORN:

it wouldn’t be a life in auradon without having an annual trip to the hospital.

luna was exhausted, but she couldn’t sleep. not when she had so much nightmare sand inside her. explaining the situation to the hospital staff had been trying to say the least, and while they’d told her she should get some rest, it was near impossible. and yet she could barely move around, either. she was stuck staring at the plain white ceiling she’d woken up to.

Nightmare sand was a whole other level of magic that he hadn’t thought of and Alaric, being made of magic, was a little stumped. He had witnessed semblances of it at the dance, bewildered by how much it could hurt her. That being said, after he had gone home to restitch himself (he didn’t dare let an emergency worker touch his stitches, given most of them do a crappy job because they’re afraid of hurting him), he went to the hospital to check up on Luna. 

“Hey--” he was unsure how to start when he entered the hospital room, a loud crackling bag of salted pretzel chips in his hand. “I got you pretzels. Didn’t know if you liked them or not, but it was the only thing in the vending machine I could afford with the change in my wallet.”