#the-eldest-slenderbrother

[obnoxiousalien]

Ohmygosh I saw a post with pics from strange magic about an hour ago and i looked to see what it was. Just finished watching it and i loved it.

ITS MY FAVE OH MY GODS AHHHHHH I AM DEAD I LOVE THAT MOVIE SO MUCH

[forthegothicheroine]

the-eldest-slenderbrother asked for “Dracula meets Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.”

My October Vacation

All the Waverly cousins were told the same thing by their respective parents: “Uncle Demetrius is very ill, and also very rich.  We’re going to visit him, and you’re going to make a good impression, and for god’s sake don’t let one of your horrible cousins charm him first and get all the money!”  The kids couldn’t care less for their parents’ scheming, but the family get-together happens anyway, and the kids find that their horrible cousins are a far more palatable lot than the adults.

They also find that yes, Uncle Demetrius is indeed ill, and planning to leave his vast fortune to the heir he deems worthy.  Not to any of his awful adult relatives, but to one of their promising children.  And that fortune has a blessing- or a curse- that comes with it.

[vxcecherubi]

The beast gave an odd look, to the equally as odd being before him. Quite the skinny creature, wasn't it? He decided picking this thing up, might snap it like a tree branch.

"What, are you?"

[retropastelmess]

Open starter I suppose? (Character development also tho)

Raina woke up, it was the middle of the night, and she was shaking, crying. Thirteen years ago, today, she was stolen away by the humans who had enslaved her. Gripping her hair, she sat at the edge of her bed, placing her head between her knees, breathing heavily. She hadn't been gone from that place for long, so the memories were fresh. The ropes that dug into her skin, the sleepless nights, the lashings, the horrid things that had been done to her... She let out a few stifled sobs, and hugged her knees. She needed something to distract her, badly. She tried painting the doll house, but made the mistake of using red, which ultimately made her run out of her room. She couldn't deal with that, not today, not with those memories. She ran in a random direction down the hall of the mansion, not caring where she went or ended up, as long as it would make her stop thinking.

[retropastelmess]

Three... Two... One... Poof!

Raina was suddenly female again. She hugged herself. "Hi body! I miiiissseeeedddd yooouuuu!"

[firenevermore]

Thanks for being there....everyone

Arehfuss21 and ask—laughing jack are probably my two best creepypasta friends, and of course other i talk to,roleplay with,and just go and like there post are all my friends no matter what fandom they are in. This makes me wonder what if i didnt have a blog on here, were would i be? Lock up in a hospital cause i failed at suicide, dead from actually succeeding in suicide, a cut up lonely nobody?,a empty shell of no faith in life,or maybe doing more stuff,helping out more, actually trying to fulfil my dreams that may never happen from my disableness,maybe a better artist who know. Cause i know i have friends who actually like stuff that like

[firenevermore]

Its was a very snowy night , the night before Christmas to be exact as the town and homes were on fire while a group of angry towns people would case a long red hair girl as she would keep a hold on of her back pack she had with her, as she kept running deeper in the woods just before she would run into a tree were snow would cover her completely. This gave her an advantage but a disadvantage cause she didn't have a jacket on and it was freezing outside.

[shuyukiamurosa]

Not again...

the-eldest-slenderbrother

It was one of those days again, how could you tell? Shuyuki was running for her life, she always found trouble around any corner she came across and bad luck followed behind her like a shadow. She made a sharp turn, slipping in the leaves that piled up on the ground “SHIT!” she hissed, grabbing a small tree then pulling her in the new direction she wanted to go. She always went to the same bar, drinking the same drink when they came in, a biker gang. Of course she couldn’t leave well enough alone and made them all angry, how you may ask? Leaning against one bike, while flirting with one, and pushing them all over at once. She had sent them all into a rage and they all chased her out of the bar, following her deep into the woods with cries of warning from the town folk to not go in there close to dark. Had they listened, they would have lived to see another day, but they chose to chase down the poor girl. Shuyuki had climbed into her hiding spot, a hole in a dead tree she had carved into, then pushed a cloth over it to hide herself “How many are there?” she questioned herself as she panted heavily. They gathered nearby “Six, seven, eight…nine, damn, I hope they’ll do,” she leaned back against the rough bark.