#headhostess

[ipreferthebarrens]

“Look what I can do!  What about that is white trash?”

[weisswiederschnee-blog]

"Good morning, Ms. White." A sheepish smile escapes the tall woman as she enters the business office, a small pot in her hands with brightly-bloomed flowers inside. She stays close to the door, as if she's afraid to impose, and simply motions to the pot. "These are for you."

     “Vivian…?” 

     This isn’t a face Snow sees often. Actually, she can’t even recall the last time she’s seen Vivian. At the Pudding and Pie, probably. When Ichabod was ‘busted,’ and that hadn’t exactly been an opportunity for ‘hello’s and ‘how are you’s.’      A lot has happened since then, and of course, none of it had been pleasant. Especially for Vivian-- Though that goes unspoken. Snow just can’t help but wonder why she’s here. Even before the whole Crooked ordeal, the woman never came around too often. 

     With a manicured, gaunt hand, the Deputy Mayor gestures to the chair that sits empty before her desk. 

     “What can I do for you?”

[ipreferthebarrens]

headhostess replied to your post “[tfw u forget about things u have to do and when u remember them u...”

oh no that's the worst omg ]

[added bonus i don’t have the OS needed to run the program & do the work on my laptop]

[bigbybxdwolf]

Sᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ☮ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜsᴇ’s ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ

headhostess

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

[intelligentmrtoad]

headhostess replied to your post: // is this jack horner

GOD!!!!!! ok so. I’m friends with Bluebeard’s VA on Facebook and on my first TWAU playthrough I made a status about how Jack reminded me of Charming from Shrek and that the game was gonna kill me and he liked it. I cried ]]

// hAHAHaHA OMg IT’S TRUE THOUGH aND hOLY sHIT thAT’s amazINg

[thewoodcarversdaughter-blog]

headhostess || cont from X

"This is all your fault!" She motioned to her surroundings, to the ribbon on her neck. "You did this! No one told me that I'd have to..." Guess she should've read the fine print.

[bigbybxdwolf]

headhostess

🐺 — “ DON’T.” the golden eyes glared the girl “ Stay down.”

[ifvckedvp-blog]

headhostess

A SIGH ESCAPED BENS’ LIPS his attention fixated down at the ground.  He could hear the movement around him, but he kept his attention down, albeit he knew none were walkers. They wouldn’t be so quiet when they move; groaning and shuffling of the feet, feet dragging on the ground.  But there was nothing  along the lines of that.  Plus, walkers don’t talk ----- he’s sure of it.