So I’ve been thinking a lot, and at one point I attempted the thought of abandoning this character, which quickly resulted in me getting even more ideas. Oh, the humanity.

But I’ve decided to go remake her entirely— the Lunettes name will be dropped and changed to Larkin (to sever ties from the fair mess that became of my Pandora Hearts verse—it just clashes with canon too much) (although tbh I’ll probably still have a verse for it). I will be archiving this blog as well to preserve some things I know I would never have the heart to get rid of. (And the new blog will most likely have the same exact URL because I am a dweeb.)

Now this may take a couple of days or so, but all I have to say is— thank you. And I hope I’ll see y’all again once I get the new blog up and running!

I have officially moved over to xresfeber (yes I know, wow so original)! 

So I’ve been thinking a lot, and at one point I attempted the thought of abandoning this character, which quickly resulted in me getting even more ideas. Oh, the humanity.

But I’ve decided to go remake her entirely— the Lunettes name will be dropped and changed to Larkin (to sever ties from the fair mess that became of my Pandora Hearts verse—it just clashes with canon too much) (although tbh I’ll probably still have a verse for it). I will be archiving this blog as well to preserve some things I know I would never have the heart to get rid of. (And the new blog will most likely have the same exact URL because I am a dweeb.)

Now this may take a couple of days or so, but all I have to say is— thank you. And I hope I’ll see y’all again once I get the new blog up and running!

I have officially moved over to xresfeber (yes I know, wow so original)! 

So I’ve been thinking a lot, and at one point I attempted the thought of abandoning this character, which quickly resulted in me getting even more ideas. Oh, the humanity.

But I’ve decided to go remake her entirely— the Lunettes name will be dropped and changed to Larkin (to sever ties from the fair mess that became of my Pandora Hearts verse—it just clashes with canon too much) (although tbh I’ll probably still have a verse for it). I will be archiving this blog as well to preserve some things I know I would never have the heart to get rid of. (And the new blog will most likely have the same exact URL because I am a dweeb.)

Now this may take a couple of days or so, but all I have to say is— thank you. And I hope I’ll see y’all again once I get the new blog up and running!

do you ever just stare at someone on your dash 

like

can we be friends pls

[    I’m afraid of becoming a                                                                                   monster                 I’m more afraid that I’ll end up                                      ℓιкιηg ιт                           ]

Truth Serum - My muse has to answer any and all question regardless of what it is.

"Pretty sure, yeah."

"So you're not completely stuck on that translation while managing other things as well?"

"Probably not."

"Sure about that? I'm a pretty useful individual."

Shipping meme

Relationship Headcanons

                     "Lemme up," he grumbles. Ferocious exhaustion aside that numbs his tongue, he feels fine except for the pounding of one million workers working on breaking the concrete in his head. He moans at the movement, and for all the melodramatic tendencies he has, he’s positive this reaction is legit. "Jesus Christ, did you accidentally shoot me in the head? I know Goliath falls hard, but fu——ck me." He takes the water grudgingly and holds it to his chest for dear life, pale green eyes eyeing her suspiciously. The brat probably did it on purpose. That’s what e gets for trusting freakin’ Buttercup.                      He remembers vaguely the father. Some fifty something burly bear of a man with a quick tempter and an overprotective bearing. He’d had a nice beard, but that’s pretty much it. Dean stretches, arms up and then outward until his joints make a gross popping noise and he actually whimpers at the noise and feel of it all ( god, that’s pathetic, dude ). Dean glares at her again.                        "Are we still in town?" he asks. He’s pretty sure he made up the memory of lolling uselessly in the backseat while she primly reminds him it was an accident and, if he would kindly quit being a massive baby, she’d even get him a hamburger for being a fairly good sport about it all. "You did shoot me, didn’t you?”

--"Are you serious?"

She rubbed the temples of her forehead and released an exasperated breath; maybe it was just his head thrown out and everywhere that was making him a drama queen temperamental, but it was still irritating. A steady hand came up to his forehead and tried to feel for any warmth, and there was perhaps a little there. That probably wasn't doing any justice, either. 

--"For God's sake, Dean, I didn't shoot you. I wasn't even close to you-- when you got knocked against the wall. I heard it from upstairs when I was getting their son out the window," she promised, remembering the sounds of it all very clearly. The sound had startled her and she had scratched her leg against the windowsill. But it was nothing that was an actual problem. Especially not compared to Dean's damage. 

--"We're still in Hermosa, yeah. There's not a lot going on here, but if you want to grab something to eat, I suggest you take some aspirin and maybe a shot of whiskey to calm the hell down."