#uuuuh yeah

[kasanekazuo]

Hey guys, if u actually wonder where I've been, I'm using another account so I can make it with my dream of having a drawing challenge about my husbando...

You can follow me there If u want! I mean look at these pieces

[shmunter]

gotta love a fucked up guy covered in blood

[shmunter]

new band obsession heyo

[icedflowercrownwlw]

Sorry I just have to- *mass reblogs random shit*

[bosspigeon]

tonight on: when the FUCK did i write this and why didn't i write more?

[lavender-traveler]

Escape

The boy woke up. He climbed out of bed, put on his clothes and his crown and went downstairs. Of course, nobody was there anymore to appreciate it but he did it for himself. He made his way to the courtyard and started tending to his roses. He’s been putting more fertilizer on them recently and they appeared to like that, they seemed healthy.

Once he was done, he went up to the walkways thru a tower and made his way around the castle. The roses tried mask the scent in the courtyard, but he’d seen it when he woke up and now he could smell a thunderstorm brewing. Everything is more vibrant before a storm, he moss on the wall, the red of the roses, the blue of the sky, as if they could not contain themselves.

“Just when I thought it was going to go smoothly.” He smiled and hurried back to his room, only slowing in the throne room for just a few seconds. He was going to miss this room, the big colorful windows always made it mesmerizing.

Back in his room, grabbed his favourite backpack and put his stuff inside. He put away his favourite book, some clothes, a first aid kit, and his crown. He figured he wouldn’t need anything else. He opened a drawer and picked up a letter, which he’d already written, and closed it in an envelope with a black seal. He ran back downstairs, his long jacket flowing like a cape, and put it on the throne.

He climbed the stairs to the top of the tower again. On his way there, he picked up his bag and his paraglider from his room. He was standing in his parents’ room now. Although he always loved how you could see everything around from this room, he could never bring himself to permanently move up here.

“Let’s see if you can still carry me.” He said to the paraglider. With that, he went outside to the balcony, made sure his bag was secure, and prepared for take off. The storm was getting close. He waited until he felt an updraft and jumped.

He started sinking at first, but as the wind picked up, he soared higher and higher. He was picking up speed while not losing much altitude, everything was going as he expected. He was getting close to the mountain range when he felt heard raindrops on his paraglider.

Panic set in. The storm meant that the updraft was cancelled by the lower pressure brought by the winds. He didn’t think it would get here this fast. He saw lightning illuminating the sky for just one moment, followed by thunder right after. His paraglider was getting heavier as it soaked up more of the water. Something grazed his leg. He closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

Then he felt an updraft as he got close enough to the mountain range. Not only did his sinking stop, but as he got closer, the winds kept raising him higher. When he got close to the peak, he turned his paraglider and landed. He climbed a bit to actually make it to the top and stood up. Then sun was already starting to set as he folded his paraglider into his bag and started his hike to the town on the other side.

He smiled as he walked. He was finally free and happy. And everything was nice.

[small--prince]

klapollo dynamic in a nutshell

[thecryptkeeper]

fic: they had to share a bed

me: oh my god they had to share a bed