Sep 23, 2013
Ash!!
"Go away, what are you even doing here?! Go home!"
Ash glowered and took her scarf off.
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Ash!!
"Go away, what are you even doing here?! Go home!"
Ash glowered and took her scarf off.
♛
My favorite thing about your blog:
The crazy plot twists. No matter how heartbreaking they end up -_-
What fandom I associate you with the most:
This particular blog, Percy Jackson
What I think of your URL:
Descriptive, again.
If I follow you and why:
Yep, well of course Ash is gonna follow her surrogate uncle's blog, duh.
Take The Wheel| Open RP
Christopher was finally happy again. He had started to finally feel good again and was returning to normal. He had gone to the grocery store for his mother. He was on his way back when his life was going to be changed.
He was crossing Baker Street as he made his way back home, he turned to see a black cabbie coming his way. He scampered to make it out of the way but didn't make it. The bag of groceries was sent flying, dumping all of the groceries on the side walk and him onto the pavement. His left side ached to where he was near blacking out. It was then he saw a figure in his line of vision.
lost-son-of-hephaestus-and-freya replied to your post: "I don’t like this Tootles kid."
Okey *cocks gun*
"Dammit, Peter you're not even in this verse. Get out."
Peter
I would have to be drugged to hell, and even then it'd be over my dead body.
Headcanon
Due to an exboyfriend (named Peter Larue) who abandoned her and left her alone when she unexpectedly got pregnant, since names are powerful things, now she subconsciously just gets aggravated and annoyed when she hears the name, or is around someone with that first name.
x (for Peter)
Send me a ‘x’ for my muses reaction to yours biting them.
Ash yelped a little and jumped back, rubbing where Peter had bit her, and stared at him. “Ifreann fuilteacha, cad é an ifreann atá ar siúl agat? Tá tú demigod, ní vampire fuilteach!”
age 99. ''Peter was great. wasn't he?''
(wtf seriously? XD)
"Uh, yeah. What brought that up?"