#dancewithghosts

[goldenashs]

@dancewithghosts​ || me had idea, me went for it

“or you could let go of the stick before trying to dig that hole.” it was merely a suggestion, but at the same time it was a solution to his rather obvious problem trying to do both activities at once. now she wasn’t the kind of person to judge, but he was struggling & she was able to help. “i’m sure nobody’s gonna steal it.” he looked a little ridiculous with that stick in his mouth, but cute at the same time. “i mean you could also not dig that hole today, you’ll get all dirty.” first day at a new school & the first thing she sees is a boy - who is clearly also a wolf, trying to dig a hole. like it was normal. “oh, i’m ash by the way. hi.”

[fateofbrxs]

@dancewithghosts​ // Reagan & Cain

It hadn’t been long since Reagan found Cain, walking disoriented throughout the city aimlessly. Something had happened to the man’s mind. Reagan’s guess was that it was some form of retrograde amnesia. Cain was unable to remember anything from before he was found by Reagan. Even with his irritable disposition, he’d become quite passionate about ensuring the wellbeing of his new friend. “Want to watch something?” Reagan asked while offering the remote to Cain from the couch. 

[georgerrrmartin]

HELLO FATHER write more songs about me pls

There once was a hero named Ragnar the Red, who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead!And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade, as he told of bold battles and gold he had made!But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red, when he met the shieldmaiden Matilda who said..."Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead! Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed!"And so then came the clashing and slashing of steel, as the brave lass Matilda charged in full of zeal!And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no moooooree... when his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!

[thekingsparty]

@dancewithghosts​: 🎉

some claimed crowley found himself another stray, a cute little puppy he took in & nursed back to health. some said it was his weakness showing, some claimed that he was broken, wrong. but crowley saw something else entirely when he looked at the young wolf. loyalty. 

he’d come far since the day they met, the fear in the wolf’s eyes long since gone, replaced by fire he’d sensed was there to begin with. crowley hadn’t been able to bring back his beloved parents, but personally - he thought he was doing quite alright when it came to the loving part. his sisters were a work in progress still, but so long as he didn’t get the memo they were dead, he was hopeful.

it hasn’t quite been a year yet, but tonight marked a new year nonetheless, one they would spend in close proximity if he had a say. he’d kept the wolf in hell at first, but soon realized he couldn’t & didn’t want to cage him like this, so he let the young man reside in one of his apartments. a safe house, but .. comfortable, still. they were sat on the balcony, winter hardly as cold as it should be during a winter night, with a few candles lighting the table. it was close to midnight, a few numbnuts had started fireworks early, the faint sounds echoing through the night, but the majority didn’t sound until their lips met, crowley’s palm curled around the wolf’s jaw - gentle & sweet was the kiss, slow & steady was the parting process after. “happy new year, love.”

[krovscastlerpg]

Hey there. I am really thinking of applying but I am currently struggling with which FC to use. The FCs I am between are: Parker Young, Max Thieriot & Gregg Sulkin. Just wondering, who you'd like to see more? :3

Hi! We’d love to have you join us! :) 

We’d love to see any of these FCs, but hope you don’t mind if we ask for some of our players’ opinions. Players, if you have a preference among these three, feel free to reply here and lend a hand! 

– Krovs Admin Team

[ashccra]

"Oh my, you are so very beautiful."

The ghost stops in front of the maiden and stare at her with curiosity ‘Beautiful’ she heard that word once… The word reminds her of something but what? — The pretty ghost furrows its ghostly brow and purse its blue lips together into a thin line.

 ‘Beautiful’ it echoes with a faint voice letting out giggling sound. Yes, she remembers ¡BEAUTIFUL!

And the ghost twirls excited and her hair and dress dance with her in an aquatic visage. 

[scldsouls]

❛ dancewithghosts / beloved jenny.

Bright greens found his gaze. That statement was clouded by reality. Jenny often jumped out of reality; willing to see the wonders of the world. To have a taste of those things others did not even dare to touch. Or think of. She kept an open mind and anything was possible. That was which made his statement something she could not truly believe. Anything could happen, after all. It was harsh and it made her stomach twitch.

There were no doubts in her heart about her love for him. None at all. This was what made is scary. Wanting to stay by his side forever and ever was all she could dream of and hope for. Her heart would bleed and ache with sorrow if life brought her anything else. But again, anything could happen. It frightened her.

“Please, I beg the gods, let this be true.” she whispered, pressing her chin against his shoulder as her arms bended around his waist into an embrace. “So many tragedies in this world; let us not be one of them. I know there can be no peace for us. Not really. Only misery or the greatest happiness. I can feel it in my very bones.”

       sad were her words, filled with such fear that they would not be able to be together but duncan cared not for the crown, nor for the iron throne itself. he would give up everything for his beloved jenny, no one would dare to take her away from him without feeling his wrath. but with her so close to him, with such words, lead duncan to pull her softly even closer so he could embrace her in his arms and not let go. it felt as such a COMFORT to have her smaller figure against his own, the heat radiating from both bodies warming him up enough for him to close his eyes and squeeze her lightly. he was well aware that his family was not properly awe with the idea of duncan being fond of a madwoman but then again his heart chose for him. he would not have it any other way. with his hands, he cupped her face in such a gentle way that one could say he was fearing of breaking her into small pieces. 

      ❝ beloved, none of these events shall transpire. ❞ but how could duncan be certain of such words? how could he possibly control their destinies? with his thumb, he caressed her cheek and offered her the softest smile. ❝ we will live a long and happy life... together. just the both of us. i will love you until i can no longer breathe. i PROMISE you.❞

( @dancewithghosts. ) 

[nikolacvna-archive]

"Have you ever been in love?"

❈ ✼ ❈      take on meme  ( take on meme )  //   @dancewithghosts

             she cannot help the shock which registers in her eyes.  tatiana’s expression, in moments when she is caught off-guard, is an open book   ;;   and she could not be more startled than now,  nearly knocked breathless by a question she did not see coming.    

               ‘ i’m not sure. ’    which is perhaps answer enough   —   if one was in love, wouldn’t you know?  with every part of yourself, to the very depths of your soul, wouldn’t you be certain?     she lowers her head even as she shakes it, wondering what coaxed jenny to ask such strange and delicate question.      ‘ i don’t believe i have.   nothing like…   like my parents, or you and his grace.   that sort of love is…  very  r a r e . ’