#giiingerbread

[firetivity-blog]

            ' i feel as if we've met before.              ——i'm...sorry, that sounded              really strange. haha, um...do              you mind me asking what              your name is? '

[sxlvestris]

giiingerbread liked for a starter

     "So, um, Happy New Years. " The young girl glances around the room awkwardly, expecting the older to come home later than she had now.      "You weren't meant to come         around this early. "

[fataliities-blog-blog]

giiingerbread replied to your post: ( kisses u all. ) okay yea happy new...

HAPPY NEW YEAR FRANND D~~!!

uwu haPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU TOO!!

[oliivetrees]

giiingerbread replied to your post:BASTILLE IS PLAYING MY LIFE IS COMPLETE

THEIR PERFORMANCE IS AMAZING CAN WE NOT

uGH IT WAS SO GOOD

[tensci-archive-blog]

[text]: OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE

text meme

[ text: crazy ginger ] - who the fuck owns a chicken in the first place?[ text: crazy ginger ] - who the fuck brings a chicken to a party?[ text: crazy ginger ] - why the fuck are you inviting people with live chickens to your party in thefirst place?[ text: crazy ginger ] - these are the real questions

[kiinkyboots-blog1]

giiingerbread may be a queen, but she is far from being just.

{ ☠ ☠ ☠ } -- How recently she had ascended the throne!

                    And here she was, playing queen to a land that was becoming torn with allegiance. It was a struggle, most definitely, to play the part. The world was her oyster, but she was not the pearl. Or so she felt. HIM found himself amused with these euphemisms-- but he never did play the part. Acting was for humanity, not for transcendent beings like he. He was far too busy stalking the miserable, such as this girl with the fiery red hair, wilder than the wind itself. Perhaps her tempestuous nature led to her misery-- alas, it was worth finding out.

                   Through that gargantuan castle he snuck, invisible to the eye but a chill coming to those he passed. They were horribly unlucky to come across him. Horribly unlucky. Yet they were not in his eye. Not quite yet.

                   To all a wonderful night, he thought. They would experience the truest of terror should they cross his path. And here she was, in all her wild glory. In her bedchamber, but not asleep. Active; it was the perfect time to strike.

                   "Ho--ow no--ow? Is your Ma--ajesty feeling a tad a--antsy tonight? Why, I wonder why--y!"

[unfeathering-blog]

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                                 ❞           i  really don't                                             think you're ( ʰ ᵒ ˡ ᵈ ᶤ ᶰ ᵍ )                                                    that  right.                 ❝