#tag:tbd

[ruinedhaunts]

probably...   this guy...

[lovehailee]

 Hailee felt like she was on a high after the past couple of days. Being able to finally have someone who makes her completely happy is has her smiling from ear to ear. She had just gotten home when she decided to post a picture she took last night with him. Hailee thought people would either still be asleep or just a little too hungover to even realize what they were looking at. So when she got the incoming messages from her friends came flooding in, she didn’t know what to say, but she agreed to meet with Dove. Hailee got ready before heading out to her car. “What exactly do I say?” She said to herself. “you don’t even know, what’s going on either.” A little frustrated she turned up her radio to ignore the possible questions floating in her head. Despite the LA traffic, it didn’t take long until she reached Dove’s home. Hailee went up to her door and rang the doorbell and waited for the girl to open it for her.  ( @dovescamrns )

[ruinedhaunts]

Apprently I designed Priest before I made this blog and forgot all about the design.....

This is what you could have had...

[ruinedhaunts]

((I’m still working on the crack babies,  but I’ll finish them tomorrow probably!!  but I found some old art of Rhys that I forgot about;; ))

this is very old... 

[ruinedhaunts]

SORRY I WAS ABSENT..   I guess I’m done with the fox fest event?? :( sorry I didn’t do much more interaction...  I’ll draw something to indicate my oc’s are gone later.   

I’m seeing a new event popping up soon and sadly I dont think I’d join :(   I want to though, but I’m very burnt out from work.

[ruinedhaunts]

send me a ✏ and a oc for a scribble of them

:( Pls I am bored

[giodmarco]

Beric, Cassie, Matthias

F: Beric - He‘s really pretty.

M: Cassie - We had a nice conversation and I liked cooking for her.

K: Matthias - That guy is a tool.

[denisexcloyd]

@brokenarcher

She went outside the clinic and sat on the porch steps in silence for a few moments. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, though, there was just no need to say anything. She raised her sight to the void and thought about the first time she saw Daryl crossing the gates of Alexandria in front of them: that big intimidating man holding a dead possum. Then, her mind unavoidably jumped to Dennis. Had people felt like that when they first met her brother too? Denise hesitated, choosing her next words cautiously. “Do you miss them sometimes? The old days?” She looked at the man and her face twisted into a small smile, somewhat forced.