*Faceplant*

WHY MUST I BE SO LAZY

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I feel dead

There's nothing to do

*gives intense stare to velvet scarlatina blog that i found*

thrive rabbit lady with a weird accent

thrive

Reblog if you Multiship :)

Put "O-oh my!" in my ask box if your muse has had a crush on my muse in the past.

Or now

repressed-memoirs replied to your post:Blake is slowly but surely growing into a little...

is this ooc or ic?

even i don't know the answer to what i intended this to be

it's whatever i guess because Blake is morping into a little shit

"FOR THE PEOPLES." Smacks hand away.

Walks over and snatches blanket away, tosses it somewhere. "Do it for the peoples, mate." Intense stare intensifies.

Blushing intensifies as he covers himself.

Blake is slowly but surely growing into a little shit.

(¬‿¬)(¬‿¬)(¬‿¬)

Flings the majority of my clothes at you and hides under bed.

(¬‿¬)

Flicks shoes at you, annoyed.

Every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.

"I'm a student at Beacon Academy. We train to fight demons there, since they're all around the surrounding area." She takes out what looks like a sheathe, but it's as sharp as a cleaver.

"Alright." Aiden replied, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "So, are you a student?" He asked, passing the conversation along as best he could.

this is all your fault

IM CRYING ANGIE OH MY GOD

You have permission to flirt with me anonymously. Starting now.

shoutout to all my followers who don’t hate me yet

"Yes, anything and anyone. And once a lure demon sets it's sights on it's target, it will never leave. It will be attached to them for the rest of their entire lives, tormenting the other for an eternity."

❆

Ah, winter. It and it’s snow. Except today, it snowed a lot; about two feet, to be exact. She’d never seen this much snow in one place before, and it was hard to get around by walking. So, going the high road was the best choice she could think of. She continuously dived into the snow, to leap straight up into the air after. Whenever things were tall enough to grapple to, she swung off it. Eventually, she stops jumping when she eventually lands on a tree branch. It shakes, and some snow falls down. She blinks, as she notes there was someone below her, so she looks down and tilts her head.

Christmas Mistletoe.