#goodbyepapa

[ohmickeehere]

I’ve cried my heart out... Gave myself time to grieve to clear my head... Then I took a shower and meditate. I’m still saddened by my father’s death yet, I know that my dad would be much sadder if I just sit somewhere and doing nothing. #backtoreality #backtomyworld #bemotivated #goodbyelola #goodbyepapa https://www.instagram.com/p/COa0jKTr9SdAelQMiPHdOg6CiNiZ0PZbJyLIj00/?igshid=ydmj04s6fbef

[amanwillingtofight]

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((Okay, I like the gray colors on your blog, and how your gifs reflect that. I’m a little bit confused by your banner though because a) it’s color, and b) it’s not sized right so it repeats awkwardly. Repeating images is a pet peeve of mine.

I like the title font on your posts compared to the simple font on regular text. And overall I like the simplicity of the theme. One thing I don’t really like is that your title is Baelfire, then you have a gif below it saying “It’s Neal!” and then in the description below that you have “Actually, it’s Neal, now.” It seems both contradicting and repetitive to have both names, and then the Neal thing repeated. 

It also took me a moment to find the navigation, but for some reason I’m always really bad at finding those. So that might not be your bad. 

[asktheevilqueenreginamills]

Sing!

If I get 12 'SING' s The Mun Shall Record Themselves Singing

//Why thank you dear!

5/12

[shrouddedindarkness-blog]

5 found you in the Neverland Jungle

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fillet you alive right now." 

[panandhislostboys]

goodbyepapa replied to your post: x

#I am naming characters as I go #I also have no idea where this story is going and spent 3 different days trying to outline

I think I am just going to pick a random name of one of my Facebook friends as a filler until I have the names settled (I found I prefer to name characters after I have spent some time writing about them). Haha, I haven't even completed outlining mine. Oops.

[jollyinthejunkyard]

"She has a point," he muttered, taking off his jacket and throwing it across the cabin, before beginning to unbutton his shirt.

[jollyinthejunkyard]

You don't even know how hard being married to Bae amuses us.

And this side RP I am doing by myself in which he is a little bitch who doesn't let Hook have any fun is actually quite amusing.

[milah-of-the-sea]

Maternal Instincts || Survival!Milah || Neverland

There are some things a woman never forgets. Motherhood is one of those things. Milah remembered how she felt about her love and she missed him but she could never pull his face through the blur of her memories. But she could clearly see her sons face in her mind. Bae. She felt an overwhelming feeling of regret and loss when she thought of him the little boy she would likely never see again. She had no way to even look for him or to try and get word to him that she missed him. She didn't remember where she had lost him. She considered herself lucky that she even remembered him at all although she could not imagine forgetting him.

She sometimes thought it would have been kinder of fate to leave her with no memories at all rather than these blurred painful recollections. But it was always Bae that made her secure in her knowledge that it would have been a worse fate than this to forget completely. It was better to live with the pain of these memories than to lose them. What if she did by some grace of fate manage to find her son and she didn't recognize him? He would of course be much older now.

Milah wandered through the forest of Neverland curiously considering the reasons that could bring travelers to this place. She had came searching for adventure and to put a stopper in time. She had a life to get back to and the mystery of her past to solve and she refused to die before she got the chance. These newcomers had to have their own reasons to be on the island. She wondered further at Pan's choice to tell her of their arrival she hardly interacted with the odd leader of the lost boys. They preferred to stay out of one another's way. She heard a twig snap to her left and turned in shock at someone almost sneaking up on her. "Who's there?"she called putting her hand on the hilt of her sword.