#fallenxdiangelo

[the-outcast-son-archive-blo-blog]

"BIANCA BIANCA---"

"I TOTALLY JUST WON THIS MYTHOMAGIC CONTEST--"

[unculturedroman-is-moving-blog]

+

If I get ten + in my askbox, I'll write a drabble for my headcanon about how I picture my character dying.

1/10

And so it begins.

[xnotcaroline-blog]

          While it was true that earlier today, Coraline had made a case about "not being a child anymore" to her mother, it had also started raining around noon, and she had new rain boots.

          Which meant Coraline was out in the rain, jumping from puddle to puddle and trying to create the biggest splash. 

          It all ended abruptly when the water from the puddle splashed an innocent bystander.

         Whoops. ❝—-Sorry?❞

[anotsogoldenboy-blog]

Once Upon A Time

14. My muse will be a genie to yours.

"Th-thanks for w-waking me up! N-Now I owe y-you, uhhh, th-three wishes, n-no more, n-no less. W-What'll it b-be?"

[connorstoleyourwallet-archive]

♬

Send me a " ♬ " and I will put my ipod on shuffle. The song that plays will be our song

Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

[hxlfa-blog]

"---Hey, if you're a ghost, do you need to eat?"

"Nope."

[chastedhuntress]

fallenxdiangelo ;;; I have actually been thinking about this all day?? Like, I give respect to Twilight rpers because they give the characters a LIFE the author herself couldn’t even do. And I think that’s wonderful and it says a lot about that particular group.

Like, I follow close to every character in the Twilight series, and they are all goddamn amazing. They're up there with Game of Thrones/A Song of Fire and Ice and Greek Mythology of the best roleplay fandoms. Seriously, they make their character so much better than Meyer can fathom and I just- wow.

[hxlfa-blog]

"Who did this to you?" [rolls in late to the party]

"Skulker," Danny explained, unmoving on the ground. "He's a ghost hunter, too, but he collects rare ghosts... I'm number one on his list." He was laying on his back, covered in bruises and scratches, and a particularly large gash was on his chest. It probably needed stitches, which he'd do at home. His suit was covered in the faintly glowing green ectoplasm. He knew he needed to get up and tend to his wounds, but he really didn't want to move.