#glass-ghost

[queeniecamps]

Do the gwenvid kids have a favorite parent or a parent they are closer to than the other?

They don't play favorites, but Gwen would 100% pretend to and her favorite child depends on who finishes their chores the fasted fgdfsfdsdfds

But Daphne is a daddy's girl and Reed is a mama's boy. As for Max his favorite parent is... NONE OF THEM, his favorite is actually Rocko, the family dog

[the-officially-kat]

Who is your favorite Disney princess and why?

AAAAAAAAAAAAA THIS WAS SO HARD TO CHOOSE

IT’S A TIE BETWEEN ARIEL, RAPUNZEL, AND AURORA

Ariel: I love her pursuit of knowledge and her curiosity and I relate to her hopeless romantic side

Rapunzel: Tangled was the movie that got me back into disney/the disney princesses so I have a soft spot for her and the movie but I like her artistic-ness and her personality (the scene of her going back and fourth between “everything is great” to “mother’s gonna be so upset” is iconic)

Aurora: Again, I relate to her hopeless romantic side and there’s a certain unexplainable charm about her where I can’t help but love her

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

What about Katie Findlay, Alexandra Daddario, Zoey Deutch, Haley Lu Richardson, Kaitlyn Dever, Elizabeth Gillies, Stefanie Scott, and Kira Kosarin for faceclaims for Olivia Wheeler?

Ooh those are definitely good options!!!  I’ve used Zoey and Haley but I’ll definitely check out the others!

[the-officially-kat]

Thanks so much for the birthday wishes!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 (and an extra thank you to @icequeenoriginal !!) I had an awesome one!!

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Hi! I just wanted to say that I love all of your ocs and writing! Whenever you post something it brightens my day and makes it a million times better, so thank you for making so many amazing things and thank you for being you! I hope you have a great day!

Oh my god this is genuinely the nicest ask I’ve ever received, thank you so so so so so so so much!!!

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Polaroids for the vibing writer asks?

Polaroids: Paste an excerpt of some of your favourite descriptions you’ve written

Ooh alright so I shared a few here, but let’s go find some more!!!

Writing Vibe Asks

1. Sharp Teeth, Chapter One (Adrienne Argent)

Her sneakers, the black and blue Nikes she’d carted around for her past five moves, hit the concrete quietly as she made her way to the forest she’d seen on the way in.  It was quiet, as if if the town itself had gone to bed with its inhabitants, but Adrienne found the stillness peaceful rather than eerie. Maybe if she’d felt how daunting it truly was, she would have gone home and saved herself a lifetime of suffering.  But she remained oblivious to the sinister silence, to the electricity in the air, and continued down the path that would change her life.Once she reached the forest’s edge, she tightened her auburn ponytail and straightened her tank top, out of habit more than necessity.  The earbuds that had been shoved into the pocket of her black hoodie - so that she would hear if her parents opened the door - were placed firmly in her ears, and she was greeted by the familiar baseline to Boom Boom Pow.  She took a deep breath, grounding herself in the familiar smell of dirt and trees - in her countless moves, countless states and countries and continents, she’d learned to find comfort in consistency; learned to seek out the things that never changed, and to make a home out of them.  The bright linoleum of every Seven-Eleven, the stench of McDonald’s from at least a block away, and the smell of a forest after it rained.

2. No Good Deed, Chapter One (Cathy Tozier)

Even as Cathy’s own life seemed to brighten, the town of Derry got darker as yet another child disappeared.  It watched, smiling, as the Losers biked past a sewer drain. Five kids, filled with delicious fear. It could practically taste them already, and salivated at the thought.  Soon, It told itself, soon they would be Its to feast upon and their fear would leave him stronger than It had ever been.

But peddling down the streets of Derry, the group had no idea what was coming; no idea that they would soon learn the truth about the nightmare that encompassed their town, their lives.  They had no idea what the disappearance of Georgie Denbrough would lead to. If they had, they might have kept biking all the way out of town, and never stopped. But they didn’t, and so they biked home, unknowingly sentencing themselves to a lifetime of horrors.

3. (Cast Not Your Stone At The) Wayward Daughter, Chapter Nine (Amethyst Andrews)

If he didn’t know better, he would have thought that she didn’t care.  But he did know better—it wasn’t that she didn’t care, he realized, it was that she shut herself down.  It was how she protected herself.  The blank looks, waiting for whoever she was talking to to lay their cards on the table?  It had never been that she didn’t care; it was that she cared too much.  He was starting to understand the dangers of being vulnerable among the Serpents, and after what Amy had told him the day before, he understood how precarious her position actually was.  People respected her, but a lot of them didn’t particularly like her, and any sign of weakness would quickly be used against her.

[the-officially-kat]

For the Spotify wrapped ask: 1 and 99?

1: Uh Oh - Jeremy Shada

99: (You Drive Me) Crazy - Britney Spears

Thanks!! <3

[andrews-jort-loving-pipe-dream]

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜ with Andreil? (PS Have a great day!)

Aww, thank you :) You have a great day, too!!

Sorry for the wait, I’v been a bit busy (D&D took up my whole weekend last weekend), but I am back! Thank you for sending me this :D

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“You gotta be more careful.”

“I am always careful.”

“I didn’t fall down the stairs this time,” Neil states wrapping Andrew’s ankle. He pauses for a moment, furrowing his brow in thought. “In fact, I don’t think I have ever fallen down the stairs.”

“Of all the things to brag about,” Andrew teases, with a hint of a smile. “What next? I’ve never been shot?”

“No, I’ve been shot,” Neil replies with a unconcerned shrug. “It happens.”

Andrew frowns.

“It does!” Neil insists moving onto Andrew bleeding knee. “I mean, you never met some of my dad’s enforcers.”

Andrew is still frowning.

“We should change the subject,” Neil says fiddling with the tube of antibacterial ointment. “What do you want for dinner?”

Andrew huffs, shaking his head. “We are so fucked up.”

“We are,” Neil agrees slathering ointment onto the band aid. “We definitely are.”