Molly is going to become a side blog of my main. I'm hoping this will help me get her going a little more. I want to make her work, so this is my plan. Her URL will be staying the same - themollyaster
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Molly is going to become a side blog of my main. I'm hoping this will help me get her going a little more. I want to make her work, so this is my plan. Her URL will be staying the same - themollyaster
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Either the girl did not hear him or she didn’t comprehend what he had just spoken. Which ever it was Slugger couldn’t help roll his eyes at her—girls never listened. “No. I’m not telling you anything about him.” She’d never get any information out of him, unless it was for a good reason. She said she new Peter—what did that mean? “Why should I tell you anything.” he added, because he was curious about her relationship with his leader.
"If you promise to not hurt me, I will untie you." She said calmly. "I'm just looking for Peter. I mean him no harm. I could never hurt him." Molly looked up at the night sky, and for a moment she was back on the deck of her father's ship talking to Peter under the stars. The boy's next words brought her back to reality. "I'm a friend of Peter's, or I was before he came here. Before this place became Neverland. It's a long story, that I even really don't know all of the details of." She ran her fingers through her hair as she brought her eyes back to the boy. "I'm not even sure how many years it has been for Peter. It's only been about five for me, but I fear it's been incredibly longer for him."
ITSREDHANDEDJILL’S BOOTY GIVEAWAY
→ Capt’n Jill of the Neptune’s Bride has reached 150+ Crewmembers! As a celebration, she has decided to share her booty. No, not that booty!
Maybe another time tho.
Alright, so I reached 150 followers, which surprised me. So I decided to do a little give away. Graphic give away that is, because that’s the only thing I’m good for. I mean, I can offer starters and all that, but who’d be that interested?
Okay, for the rules.
Role play blogs only. Doesn’t have to be Indie, or Ouat, but it has to be ROLE PLAY and it has to be on tumblr. I’ll be checking. If your role blog is a side blog to your main, please STATE SO IN YOUR SIDE BAR OF YOUR PAGE SO I KNOW.
Must be following me. I dont care if you unfollow me afterwords, I really can’t stop you, but this is a giveaway to celebrate my followers so, makes sense, yes?
No giveaway blogs.
Only reblogs count. Reblog as many times as you want, I don’t care. More reblogs, more chances to win. You can like the post though, it just won’t count.
All my creations for the winners are my own. I expect credit where it’s due. I actually get paid for the stuff that I do, so I don’t appreciate something I worked on floating around the internet and someone claiming that it’s theirs. I actually took hours of my day to make something.
If you don’t like the graphic, tell me! I don’t want to disappoint you, so I’d like to know if you’re satisfied. But I’m also doing this for free, so I’m not going to bend over backwards either, haha.
I only do give away banners for people I talk to often. Unless that’s what you want if you’re one of the winners.
PRIZES!
This is my first role play giveaway, so to make it easier for me, prizes will be all graphics and there will be three winners. Winners are chosen by a random number generator to keep it fair.
FIRST PRIZE. - Single ‘Shoped picture of Character of choice (With/out Gif*) - Character Ship of your choice ‘Shoped picture or Gif Set ** - Character Blog Promo picture. Will Promote 3 times a day for the next week. - 5 avatars/icons. 200x200 or 100x100
SECOND PRIZE. - Single ‘Shoped Picture of Character of choice (Without Gif) - Character Ship of your choice ‘Shopped picture or Gif Set ** - Character Blog Promo picture. Will promote twice a day for the next week. - 5 Avatars/icons. 200x200 or 100x100
THIRD PRIZE - 2 Photoshoped picture of character of your choice (without gif) - Character Blog Promo picture. Will promote once a day for the next week. - 3 Avatars/icons. 200x200 or 100x100 * Tumblr has a really low gif limit, so depending if it can fit on Tumblr. I will try my best to make it a smaller file, but I can only do so much. ** Depending on the character Face claim, finding gifs of the character will be difficult. If that’s a case, I will use regular photos.
DEADLINE IS NOVEMBER 17TH, 2013!!
A Dustland Fairytale | Molly and Peter
He licked his lip then chewed the inside of the bottom one as she spoke. Oh this was going to be hard
This appeared as a moral dilemma, cause at first, it was weird… though I swore to eliminate the worst of the plague, that devoured my sanity— It was true, I was vague, on the ‘how’ but how can it be that you…
He bit his lip harder, trying to draw his attention off of the spinning thoughts in his mind.
He nodded over his shoulder at her, “Good I was right—” He decided he could still tell her what happened to him, perhaps now a little more in detail— what it means and all… having been 849 years.
"Starstuff is what half of the magic of Neverland stemmed from… that and the spring at the top of the mountain. It’s also where I got my magic." He used a hand— waving it briefly all the trees in front of them turned autumn colours. He then waited a moment and with another wave they were back to normal. "What’s your business in Neverland? Or were you passing through?"
Molly watched Peter as they walked along the path. Everything about the way he looked was the same as it was when she left him on the island over four years ago. It had been a short time, but it felt longer to her. She wondered if time moved differently here. If it did, it wouldn’t surprise her. Molly had heard stories of the other lands where time moved at different rates, some faster and some slower. She wondered how long it had been for Peter. The starcatcher didn’t ask him now, but she filed it away to ask him later.
She listened to him, almost hanging on every word and realizing how much she had missed his voice. “I knew about the starstuff and you. Do you remember my part in that, Peter?” She hazard to ask a more pointed and personal question to see if it would trigger something in Peter. He couldn’t have completely forgotten, could he? Molly watched his demonstration, grinning happily as the leaves changed color. “I’ve always loved autumn,” she whispered looking at Peter.
Molly didn’t know about the spring, however. “Could you show me the spring sometime?” She asked, a curiosity to her voice. “Oh my business here?” Molly echoed his question as she met his eyes. “You, Peter. To see you. That’s my only business on this island,” she admitted. “I’m here as long as I need to be.”
First of all thank you to all that follow me! 500+ …welcome to my twisted little shit’s version of Neverland. (List will be added to periodically— because there is a few I know I missed that I can’t remember the url’s to…)
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Bright Lights | Molly and Michael
Molly’s life had been one for storybooks apparently. Though, as with most of the tales, they hadn’t been told in complete truth. The starcatcher was older than her body appeared to be, and she had lived in some fantastic places over her travels. One person had caused the starcatcher to pause and settle down – George Darling. After all of Molly’s adventures with Peter and George, the latter had won her heart overall. Together, the two of them were married, and they had three children – Wendy, John and Michael.
Time, fate, wrong place at the wrong time – you name it – but Molly Aster had found herself in Storybrooke thanks to Regina’s curse. She had forgotten her family, her children, and even her adventures with Peter. Though now, with the curse broken, Molly had remembered everything. She had been researching ways to see if she could leave the city’s limits without having her memories stolen again. Molly had to be sure before risking it, and she spent time researching the possibilities.
Needing a break from her books and research, Molly went for a walk along the docks. She was a sailor at heart still, and the sounds of the water calmed her. The blonde watched the sailors work on their ships, happily recalling her days of sailing. Lost her in thoughts, Molly didn’t realize that someone was watching her.
//Here - have older Molly to demonstrate my day and week. I'm going to try to get a few things done over here before I go hide in Lei and LJ's drafts.
I need to reply to Peter and write a starter for Michael.
Ask the mun questions about their muse. Fill up ask boxes!
☉ : One fact about the muses past
☂ : One fact about the muses future
☽ : The muses secret fear
♕ : The muses secret fantasy (nsfw or not)
♣ : Muses favourite book/s
✄ : Muses favourite colour and why
Θ : Muses dreams for the future
☐ : If the muse could change anything from their past, what would it be?
∑ : Muses idol, if they have one.
≠ : If they met their idol, what would the muses reaction be?
☀ : A person of influence in the muses past
☪ : Something the muse dislikes about themselves
♘ : Something the muse likes about themselves
amy pond meme: two relationships (platonic or not) The girl who didn’t make sense. How could I resist?
"Mother?" Wendy asked, her jaw dropping as she arrived in StoryBrooke. "You're alive!" she grinned, running over to her and embrassing her tightly. ((Sorry I had to))
Molly swallowed hard when the girl ran up to her, hugging her tightly. She fell to her knees, and her fingers tangled into the girl’s hair pulling her close. ”Yes, I am.” The starcatcher choked back the tears that hung in her eyes. ”Your siblings?” The curse had ripped her from her family in the Enchanted Forest, and only since it broke had she remembered everything. Peter, George, Wendy, John and Michael.
((Oh noo worries! It’s part of her story that I need to play out/write up. Going with her older FC for this as well.))
A Dustland Fairytale | Molly and Peter
Peter couldn’t help but let his eyes take in every little inch of her— and when he hair blew in her face he did just that. He could only hope she didn’t notice.
He bit the inside of his lip and held her gaze, coldly. He didn’t have remorse for the person he became since marooning on the island, but he recognized that is disappointed her which was really too bad. He didn’t want to let her down, but he didn’t want to change his ways either.
"Well, there’s something you should know before we go any further with this conversation." The boy paused, "I am the piper the lures lost boys from their homes at night, but I am so much more than that.” Peter clenched his jaw a bit, “Name.” He asked, though he very well knew it… but he needed to keep up his facade.
"Come along, Molly." He turned and started toward camp, looking over his shoulder to see that she would follow. "Well, you must be a Starcatcher— it’s rare we see unfamiliar ships… I can only assume." He glanced to her, "I carry starstuff." He reached in his shirt to show hold up the vile as they walked.
Molly listened to his words, her heart sinking slightly with each one, but none of the emotion made it to her face. The rumors were true, it seemed. All of them. Peter, why? What happened to you? What did the star stuff do to you? Do I have a hand in the blame for what has happened? The starcatcher kept listening to Peter, looking her eyes to his. “I never thought that you were only the rumors. That is, I hoped there was more to you than what I’ve heard. I’m glad to hear you echo that thought, Peter.”
She smiled at him, “My name is Molly Aster.” Peter seemed a little tense, maybe even uncomfortable. Molly wasn’t sure what to do, as she was playing every bit of this trip after sailing here by ear. The starcatcher was quick on her feet, but Peter threw her off a bit. She couldn’t pin point the reason why, which only served to frustrate her even more.
Molly followed along behind Peter, though she stopped in her tracks for a moment, “I am as starcatcher.” Do you remember? She started back walking, glancing over to see the vile around his neck. “Where did you get the star stuff?” Molly had thought most of it had been lost into the water. Perhaps she was wrong. A twinge of guilt hit her again, but she shook it off. “I would love to hear about your life here in Neverland, Peter. If you don’t mind telling the story.” Her voice was soft, and she stole another glance at him as they walked along. “Every life is a pile of good things and bad things, Peter. Show me the good things about you, please?”
Headcanons Go~
☾: Sleep Headcanon
☠: Drinking Headcanon
♒: Phobia Headcanon
⋆: Sex Headcanon
☮: Random Headcanon
☻: 'Like' headcanon
♤: 'Dislike' Headcanon
☯: Pet Peeve Headcanon
☄: Weather Headcanon
☼: Cooking Headcanon
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Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear Santa,
Dear Mom,
Dear Dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear [future] girlfriend,
Dear [future] boyfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
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//To add to the fun of my day, we got stuck out in the rain on our walk.
Plus - I have slept half the day and feel a LITTLE better. I’m going to end up going all Hatta and living off hot tea today. (I live in the South, so I get weird looks for liking hot tea and iced tea. hehe)
So I’m about to curl up on the couch and work on drafts as long as my brain will holds out.
Feel free to inbox me things. I reblogged some memes this morning before I fell back asleep.
Also going to try to get an open starter up here.