#spookyspookyspookspook

[pumpkinsleavesand-lattes-blog]

Hello friends, it is now september and officially spooky season.. Thankyou for listening to my ted talk.

[litheandalert-blog]

“I hate this time of year.” -Laurie (Long time no speak friend!!!)

Autumn Sentence Starters (Howdy howdy! :D)

“I’d call you a party pooper, but you’ve got a good reason for it,” Feng muttered with a thoughtful purse of her lips. “Guess there won’t be much celebrating of halloween around here, anyway.”

[askthesmolsurvivors]

C3 - Min O/

[decisivestriking-blog]

"Can you teach me how to stab better?" -Laurie to Michael

“....” Michael was a bit dumbfounded by the question, just staring for a moment.After another few moments he finally signed to her.“I could teach you...If you aren’t trying to use it to decisive strike me. I don’t mind teaching you to defend yourselves from the other killers, however.”

[shxdowborn-blog]

💕- Sally

💕-Give my muse a rose

    Philip doesn’t know how to respond, letting out a soft chirping noise of surprise. He hasn’t seen a rose in so long!

     [ x ] ; @spookyspookyspookspook

[wraithfulintent-blog]

"How'd you get this?" - Sally

Sally’s infrequent visits were welcome. His quiet corner of the nightmare was but a caricature of the comfort he had once found in life, and over time the monotony of the same empty magazines, the same collapsed cars, and the same stacks of treadless tyres wore on him. She was different, and entirely capable of good company.

Liked to poke her nose in, though. Liked to pry, but he could hardly blame her for being curious. So often his wrists were bound with pieces of old cloth and bandage scavenged from the ruins of Autohaven that she had never once seen what lay beneath them; a harsh cross-knit of woven skin embedded with The Entity’s burning embers, printed on his skin like a radiant star. An age had passed since the incident which inflicted the wound upon him, but even so, his flesh still burned beneath the light drag of her finger, compelling him to pull his arm swiftly from her reach, protected and hidden against his chest.

❛ Don’t.❜

The Wraith’s expression abruptly set like hardened stone and he turned away, tightly winding the fresh strip of cloth about his forearm.

❛ Not important. Bad idea, long time ago. Before you came.❜

[pumpkinsleavesand-lattes-blog]

[litheandalert-blog]

🌌 -Herman ^^

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