#just imagining felix hurling baelfire or some other tiny lost boy#like a javelin#yep [ x ]
#/ omg how could u#/ rufio why

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#just imagining felix hurling baelfire or some other tiny lost boy#like a javelin#yep [ x ]
#/ omg how could u#/ rufio why
"Hello? Who's there?"
Coroline Sentence Pack
Doors were not supposed to talk to people. Of course, she had once talked to a doorknob before—but that was entirely different. As she glanced down to see if it was, indeed, the knob. But it was not. It was the door itself!
”Should I respond?” She asked herself, quietly, aloud. “Well, it would be awfully rude not to…” Tiptoeing her way closer to the door, she pressed her ear against it—maybe she could hear it better that way. “This is Alice. How are you talking?”
"Do you know any carols?" (teenage bae)
winter sentences
They sat on the beach, Jolly with her arms wrapped around her knees and young Baelfire beside her. The early signs of snow were starting to show, she could smell it in the air, that crisp clean smell of winter bringing a smile to her face.
His question wasn’t an expected one, causing her brow to quirk and head to turn in light confusion. Sure, she’d heard others going around in groups and singing. Dressed in outlandish jumpers and funny little hats. But Jolly hadn’t been around long enough to learn any of them, at least not in whole.
“No-“ answered with a long breath. “Although, I’ve heard a great deal of them containing my name, and as proud as you’d think I would be to be sung about, it puts me off, to be honest. What exactly is a ‘fa la la’.”
baebyfire
❝—Do you know about Magic Beans? They’re amazing. In the place I came from, you can use them to go from one world to another. A bean can open a a portal, but the catch is you can’t be completely sure where it leads…❞
He sighs, looking up at Estella and wondering if she would believe him.
❝Well, I used one and the portal led me here…❞
No she hadn't, actually. There wasn't much magic here. Not naturally. "Where do you come from that there are magical beans that create... wormholes?" Portals, the star wasn't familiar with. But from what she had heard in stories, they acted a lot like blackholes, spouting things from one place to another. Albeit... maybe a little less destructive. "Interesting... why come here of all places? Or were you not intending to?"
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❝—What do you mean, Wendy?❞
Neal waited nervously for her response. As far as he could remember, he’d never lied to her. He couldn’t even if he tried
Wendy bit her lip, looking over at him, shaking her head.
"You said it would be okay, I don´t feel okay,"
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Send me a ❅ and I will generate a number (1-35) for what my muse will say to yours (winter/holiday related).
24. Look, we’re under the mistletoe
"Baelfire!" Sylph exclaimed happily the moment she found who she had been looking for. Her smile widened as she approached him. "Merry Christmas." This was the first time the siren celebrated the winter holiday, but she loved it already. The decorated trees, the bright lights around every corner, the snowflakes whirling down; Sylph adored the whole idea and the joyous vibe that accompanied it. Before coming to a full stop in front of Baelfire, the girl spotted a funny looking twig above his head with three little red berries in the middle. She was absolutely sure that she had seen the image before. What was it called again? The words came out fluently upon remembering what its name was. The blonde was, however, oblivious regarding the meaning of her remark.
"Look, we’re under the mistletoe."
☠
for every ☠ i receive in my inbox i will reveal a roleplaying pet peeve.
//Because I just posted a relative meta…DEVALUING OF A SHIP FOR THE SAKE OF ANOTHER. I see it a lot, and honestly, it kills my muse so fucking fast. All those, “Obviously Killian loves Milah more.” Or “First love doesn’t equal true love” and then they tack on like her death scene or some shit. It is shit okay. If I’m to believe that you can’t love two people with a three hundred year gap between relationships… that’s just plain insane.
❝I’m not hungry, take the food and leave.❞
The Little Prince stared with brows raised at the offered goods--an apple and a bit of bread.
"Thank you, but why must you shoo me away? Have I trespassed?"