#moonhowled

[elvesofteleri]

@moonhowled / @serialclown / @greedbound

is honestly one of the kindest people i have ever met. i wouldn’t be around today without carling and i know that for a fact. she’s so smart and clever and she has such a fantastic hold on all of her muses. she makes all of them incredibly well rounded and it’s amazing. she’s amazing. carling is one of the only reasons i stay on this hellsite. i can’t picture anyone else i’d rather write with. xox

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[samenkomen]

            she releases the straw from it’s place between pearly whites,         placing her cherry cola upon the table whilst flashing the woman across from her a grin.         “ ain’t it lucky i was there to pick you up when i did ? ”     she enjoyed ginger.       they had a lot in common,      &       she didn’t see a reason why she shouldn’t let her occupy the passenger seat for a while longer.        “ i woulda’ put money on the guy tryin’ to feel you up after ten miles. ”

@moonhowled    //    ♡’d for an original character   ,   and got missy brooks

[imnctsorryarchived-blog]

moonhowled replied to your post: -pained shrieking- LIGHTSPEED WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU...

WHAT HAPPENED

THE TITANIUM RANGER STORYLINE HAPPENED

[rivalrus]

greedbound replied to your post “"puppy" Jerry no”

the muse i have for ginger is side eyeing jerry so hard right now

        “ Not a fan of belly rubs, Ginger? ”

[somebodyxstopxme-moved]

@moonhowled @betelgeist LOOKYYYY. Haven't watched it yet, because I want to watch it with you two first. :3

[samenkomen]

moonhowled replied to your post

i can’t stop fucking laughing

i laugh every time i hear the song i’m ngl rn

[annctte]

{ @moonhowled / STARTER CALL }

“Why do these damn PEOPLE think I know what these words mean? What human being on this planet just waltz out of -- do they really expect me to just . . . WALTZ out of the womb knowing how to pronounce di . . . phen . . . hydra -- what? Excuse me. Excuse me.” She’s very concerned, eyebrows furrowed as she turns to the stranger beside her in line. Having already decided on this particular sleep aid ( something she’s already having a fit about . . . if ANNETTE ELIZA MORGAN is voluntarily purchasing medication over the counter, well, one simple cannot argue its significance ) the older woman is having second thoughts. And third thoughts. And seventeeth thoughts. There’s a rattle of the box in her hand alongside an exasperated sigh. She’s not asking the pharmacist. Annette does not trust pharmacists. “Hello, yes -- do you know anything about this?”