“ What happens when people open their hearts?
They get better. ”
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@xwalkedthroughhell-blog
“ What happens when people open their hearts?
They get better. ”
this commercial changed me as a person
they……. they didnt have to do all that i-…., i cant belieb my ass is sobbing over a fucking gum commercial
DIDN t nobody ask them to g o this hard tho
i’m crying f uck
( totalllyclover )
❛ boring, much?❜
“----Well, I can’t say that I enjoy it. I wouldn’t say boring, but it’s not great.”
( weavingtongues )
❛ dare i even ask why?❜
“----I wouldn’t. besides, I’m not a big talker.”
( totalllyclover )
❛ WHAT ?? Like, how do you LIVE? ❜
“----Carefully. And that’s the truth..”
( weavingtongues )
❛ gee, fuck me. Aren’t you just a PEACH. ❜
“----Ha, so I’ve been told. Though I think their opinion might be swayed just the slightest.”
person: are you straight?
me: no
person: are you gay then?
me: no
person: bi...?
me: no
person: then what are you......?
me: bitter
( alexandra-millss )
“There is just some cleaning potion on the cloth, it shouldn’t be stinging like that… oh god if the boys got into it again I swear to god I will wring their tiny little necks. And yes, this is my mother’s castle. It’s been a– a long time since I’ve been here.“ not knowing that the girl wouldn’t understand what she meant about not being here for thirty years, she wrung out the cloth and waved her hand over top of it, making sure the right potion was in the water this time. At the loud, seemingly awkward laugh that the girl let off, Alexandra looked at her. “Did-Did I say something wrong?”
----”To be honest, I haven’t had anything cleaned----” she winced, breathing through her teeth. “in awhile-- I’ve been away from home. So really, anything but mud pretty much stings.” although it was the truth, it still made her ache. she hated being lost, and she hated needing help. when the other brunette commented, her eyes widened, and she shook her head, then slouching down slightly. “N-- no. I’m just.. No, you did nothing wrong. I guess I made that awkward.”
( totalllyclover )
❛ WHAT? Really? I, like, LIVE for makeup. ❜
----”Oh, okay. Well, I guess I haven’t been much into makeup for the past few years.”
( @ DARCHELLE MUN I WANT TO TELL YOU HAPPY THANKSGIVING I LOVE YOU AND I HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR PRESENT )
----alexandra-millss
“I’m sorry to hear that about your mother.” Alex wrung out the cleaning cloth and started to lightly dab some of the brunette’s cuts. “And yes, we have quite the family tree. You’ll be meeting them soon, I would presume. This is my mother’s castle so they should be walking around here.” Once she was satisfied with the way that cut looked, she moved onto the next one, pushing the brunette’s hair behind her ear to be able to reach it. “And you may not believe me now, but I would advise you to not get onto my mother’s bad side. She can get quite… wound up when she’s mad. She could enchant you to hell and you wouldn’t notice until Satan came knocking on your door.”
----“It’s fine.” she began to say it didn’t matter, because it’s not like her and her mother were close anyway. but darcy couldn’t do that. even though she hardly knew her mother--- especially now--- the thought of her in pain made her daughter ache. she snapped out of her depressed state of mind when her arm began to sting, and she winced slightly. “Hey-- what is that stuff?!” darcy asked, her arm jerking back slightly. “This is your mother’s castle?” her light eyes scanned the walls, then she chuckled slightly. “Nice place. And don’t worry, I'll try my best not to get on your mother’s bad side.” and then she brought up being thrown into hell, and darchelle went silent, her eyebrows up awkwardly. “Right.... Not like I’d know anything about that, right?” she laughed a bit too loudly, trying to brush it off as a joke.
----alexandra-millss
“Worse? Wow, and I thought you were banged up now.” she sighed as she walked around and grabbed all the bandages and stuff that she needed. “And Yeperooni! I have magic. Cool huh? And my mother- believe it or not- is the Queen. My younger brother-” she swallowed down a chocked sob and carried on with her sentence, hoping that the girl didn’t see her little choke up. “-is Prince Henry of Misthaven. My kinda-sorta step dad is Robin Hood, and my grandparents are Snow White and Prince David Nolan-Charming.” she used her magic to bring up a bowl of warm water and a cleaning cloth.
----Darchelle stayed where she was, which took less convincing that she expected it would. it was probably because she actually wanted to be healed. her body ached, and she’d actually love to feel alright for once. “Your mother’s the Queen? Wow, you have quite the family huh?” then she blinked again. was this girl for real? although maybe she couldn’t be one to judge, considering she’s literally been through hell and back. “I wish I had that big of a family. I don’t even know if...” she stared at her feet, blinking away the tear that welled up in her eye. “if I have a mother anymore. I mean, I’m sure... she’s... okay.”
----totalllyclover
❛ uuuh, just a regular - you know - compowder! For makeup.❜
----“Oh. Okay. I... you know, I’m not used to... makeup. I guess.”
“Miss, please, you have to let me fix your cuts. You must’ve lost a lot of blood and I can’t stand here knowing I wasn’t able to fix you.” Alex listened to the girl, and she smiled. “Nope, not a fairy tale. The Enchanted Forest is indeed a real place. My birthplace, to be exact. I was born about a half a day’s journey from here. Walking, of course. But I’ve got a quicker mode of transportation.” she smirked, flicking her hand and transporting both girls to the infirmary wing of the castle. “Now sit. Let me bandage your cuts or so god help me.”
----”I’m okay, really. I’ve had worse.” darcy tried to explain, although now she could tell that this girl was stubborn, and she’d likely leave here with fully bandaged arms and legs, not to mention her torso. “Wait, are you serious? That’s... sort of unbelievable. But, not the weirdest thing I’ve heard of.” she blinked, stepping back slightly as they were suddenly somewhere else. “You have magic?”
for totalllyclover
----”Oh good lord, what is that?”
----alexandra-millss
At the sound of the girl’s voice, Alexandra whipped around and held her hands up in defense- just incase she was something she had to subdue with her magic. Not that’d it’d be necessary… the girl didn’t look harmful at all. As the girl finished her question, Alexandra eyed her wearily. It was rare that they had any stranglers- the only ones they knew of were Anna and Elsa from Arendelle. (And it was hard enough explaining to her girlfriend that even though she looked like Belle, it was still her)
She took a step backward into the snow, placing a hand on her hip. “You’re in Misthaven. Or as one might commonly know it… the Enchanted Forest.” she then took in the girls cuts and bruises and she walked over to her. “A-are you okay, miss? You’re covered in cuts and bruises. You have to let me take you back to the castle so I can clean you up.”
----When the stranger brought up her scars, she was quick to pull her arm back. her eyebrows furrowed, and she glanced at the brunette. “I’m fine.” she quickly said. it wasn’t exactly her plan to tell a stranger how she wound up battered. not like it really mattered, surely she wouldn’t care.
“You’ve got to be kidding me..” she said under her breath, a hand propped up on her forehead. “The Enchanted Forest?” she raised an eyebrow, remembering the tales she’d heard of the landmark. “I thought it was some kind of fairytale.”
{ OPEN }
It was the first snowfall of the year, and this day marked exactly four months of looking like Belle, and exactly four months since they had to leave Storybrooke. She definitely wasn’t happy. As Roland ran around with Regina and Robin in the snow, Alex sulked off to the side and crossed her arms, and pouting. This definitely wasn’t fun. And she just wanted to go home.
-----God, where had she ended up now? it seemed like a normal town, which, to darcy, seemed fishy. nothing could be this quiet without having something going on behind the curtains. with a huff, the woman had no choice but to approach someone. “Excuse me,” she said quietly. “where the hell am I?”