#child thing

[madnessmadness]

ran apocalypse world for Steph and Val! A child thing can teleport and eats glass. the Quarantine likes to flirt with gang leaders with Brooklyn accents. We didn’t get too far

[iceangel242]

Inside fanart -w- first post in the first time in ages hahaaaa

[im-simmin]

i had one of those “is this a child thing or am i weird” moments, did anyone else used to eat food with a straw? like pb sandwich, punch a bunch of holes in it with a straw so it fills up, then suck the food out of the straw?

[kittyomega-blog]

cry wolf baby, make a wish

my apocalypse world character, Hey

[mcuho3]

As a child, was I the only who picked up the leftover confetti on the floor and picked it up again just to throw it in the air so as to bask in its glory?

[i-n-s-i-d-i-o-s-u-s]

I just realized

in my universe with my tegs and my walter

mina gets two moms and two grandpas

*cries forever*

[alibiased]

The child came up to Alibaba crying as she held onto his leg. "Daddy daddy! S-Someone died today too!" The sobbing went on for a few minutes before she asked. "Daddy, why do people have to die?"

Go on anon and pretend you’re my muse’s kid and ask something!

   —「☀」”Ne, sweetheart what is-” Speech became cut off in a moment of shock as he felt her hold to his leg. That sad feeling of guilt came over him again. He needed to do something about these riot’s, but there was nothing he could do right now. Supporting from the sidelines was all he could do. Golden hues lowered as a shadow cast from blonde locks cascaded over his face. All he could do was run a hand threw the child’s hair. Hoping to sooth her as best he could.

"Daddy, why do people have to die?"

                    Because life isn’t fair. No, that wasn’t an answer he could give a child, especially not his own. But even Alibaba hated the thought of death. He’d much rather not talk about it, but this topic would come up again. As long as he couldn’t help from a more… powerful, position, all he could do was come up with excuses and false promises. Each one of which stung scars deeper upon him. A pained smile came upon his face as he brought her up to rest in his lap.  

                                           “Because… living forever would be more painful. You’ll understand when you’re older…” He couldn’t bring himself to justify his words. She was too young, too frail. No one deserved to be slapped with such a disgustingly painful truth. Not at that age.

[itsabtdatthyme-blog]

I DO NOT CE LE BRATE HALLO-WEENS.. THANK YOU. GOOD BYE!