Bing was wondering through the woods, not really knowing what to do or what he might see. He was bored and figured that the woods would be the best place to go. He didn’t know that something lived in the woods, or that it was watching him.

@bingsepticeyerping

Elvin was the forest’s deity. It had been forever since the villages around his forest had grown and dispatched, and he watched safely from where he couldn’t leave the line of trees. His tale was mostly forgotten, grown to be a legend or even myth. He knew barely anyone knew of him anymore, or believed in his existence.

He still protected the forest, and helped whoever came through. He knew when someone stepped foot into the woods, and a lot of the time came to watch over them as they traveled. He didn’t exactly get lonely, but his last human friend had been…. very long ago. He was rather sure they had long since passed.

✿ from Disgusting :)

oooohhh you evil

Host knew it wasn’t real love. But still he was coughing up flower petals. Black and red, sometimes some pink and truly blue ones. He knew Disgusting was just using him, and didn’t have any feelings towards him in the slightest. Not any true and genuine ones at least.

But Host also was desperate for any sort of feeling of usefulness. Something he feared -being useless- and thus tried his hardest to cling to anyone who gave him purpose. It was, in a sense, stockholme syndrome.

For followers: Maybe 484? Seems a bit low to me though :P

You’re not that incredibly far off though

As tip, it’s higher than that, surprisingly

SENT

there’s still nothing D:

I SENT IN MY RESPONSE ON THE OTHER BLOG. I’M NOT TRYING TO YELL. MY CAPSLOCK IS STUCK. I’M SORRY.

I don’t have anything in he inbox for pretty little pink slut if you meant that ?

also it’s okay

“You are nothing but a slave, you’re just an idiot.” The woman sneered as she kicked Host in the ribs. “You should know your place by now.”

Host winced when he was kicked, curling up on the ground. “I- I’m sorry m-mi-sstress-”, he whimpered.

Watch out! (yee, I can’t send the ask from my RP blog cause it’s a side blog, and I’ve got nothing on there yet…let me know if you’re up for it, the blog is @kennethanfjacklynnrp)

@kennethandjacklynnrp

Markus was talking on the phone, leaving the park and making his way home. His cane tapping on the ground rhythmically, as he was blind, even though he didn’t look like it otherwise. Eyes open and normal.

Due to his phone, he didn’t really hear the fast approaching car as he stepped onto the street to cross it.

Please don’t do it

I’m not

I’m sitting at my desk like a good boy and doing nothing

But I just have the urge to, you know?
Like when you randomly crave chocolate but in bad™

hey sorry to invade ur ask box with something not ic or anything but you’re not alone on the wanting fav characters to suffer. that is the biggest mood ever

dude gimme all the talking to me and not ic stuff i dont care

wanting the best characters to suffer is SUCH a mood. bood friend. such a big fucking mood

Enyo wandered the forest with a small smile on his face, since the storm he had erected a cottages which was small on the outside but big inside so that it didn’t damage the surroundings. It was made of magic technically so no humans would stumble upon his home. He still didn’t have a name nor face for the forest deity, he was just very thankful for permission to stay. @crushed-starrdust

@crushed-starrdust

Elvin was very happy having Enyo here. It was just nice, and the animals of the forest were peaceful around him as well. They didn’t mind the little cottage, as well as visiting there. As long as Enyo was peaceful and kind, nothing and no one living in this forest would bother Enyo.

Elvin liked watching Enyo sometimes, rarely talking to him again -staying hidden most of the time, though not so that Enyo couldn’t see him if he would try.

The deity was currently on a small clearing, tending to some flowers. Humming some melodies he remembered as he helped them grow, and made sure no weeds would kill the little flowers.