#darlingflight

[dreamwaited]

TEXT PROMPTS  ⚔️    ❝ [ text ]: I realise we were joking at the time but are you considering a stripping career? ❞    

[ text: the brat 💙 ] oh yeah totally going for it! [ text: the brat 💙 ] just going to give up my a-list celebrity career to become a stripper 😌

— @darlingflight​​

[emcads]

me:  you can’t put  esme as friends with wendy in canon that doesn’t make sense also me: if don rafael is friends with hook in canon esme can be friends with wendy

[trailost]

@darlingflight​ liked      —      "when the world’s at stake, all your dreams they change.”

[sparkbright]

@darlingflight​  ( ♩ ♫ )

        “Nobody goes in there anymore, they say it’s haunted or something. But, hey-” his cheek tucked back as he clucked his tongue, “Who believes in ghosts, am I right?”

[dreamwaited-moved]

the ever rotating graphic found on set by @darlingflight​

[captainkingsleigh]

@darlingflight​

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊.    she knows,  really,  that she should more often,  and it gets her into all SORTS of trouble and it always has Mother and Margaret in fits about the scandal she will cause in London this latest week ( and it always, inevitably,  does indeed cause a scandal ).  but Alice does not care and that is her second greatest fault.  the feeling rises in her breast and the words are at her tongue before she even knows what they are,  before she can have a chance to even decide if they are impossible or not.   oh,  but she DOES look so beautiful like this,  in the blue gleam of the water like wet moonlight over the curve of her cheek.  she never thought someone could stand before jellyfish and look a creature more ethereal.  impossible.

    ❝     Wendy ?  can I kiss you ?    ❞

[eternlle]

                                     @darlingflight​  asked  :            🎀                                   sweet intimacy starters   ( accepting )                               🎀  :   your  muse  brushes  my  muse’s  hair .

❛  it’s a bit tangled.   i’m sorry.  ❜      she at least has the decency to sound ashamed.    evelyn’s hair is a mess on any good day   ---   unruly as the summer winds, long and frizzy and curling any way it pleases.   when she doesn’t make the effort to tame it, up and out of her way, it quickly develops a mind of its own.   she’s less worried for the state of her scalp, and more the health of wendy’s brush.

another tug   ---   though they are going as gently as possible  ---  jerks evelyn’s head back, and she cannot contain a hiss.     her body might heal quickly, but her hair doesn’t    ;    split ends are split ends, and bald spots stay that way.        ❛  you know, this really isn’t necessary, we can just  ---   if i tied it back, the mess can be dealt with later, it’s not a big  ---  ❜         her rambling is cut off by another determined tug, and she bites back a curse.

[sunlightswallowed]

❝ Women and poets are always free with their hearts, are they not ? ❞

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