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i don’t drop threads i just draft them and do them like two months later

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sora!

♕ - “Yo Jack!” He hadn’t bothered to be discreet or anything close to the term. Once he saw his longtime friend the immediate reply was to center the attention upon him and make the full approach! His boots crunched underneath the withered sticks littered upon the cobblestone streets and growing hints of snow fall to close the distance between them. This particular world has always been one of his favorites. That spooky chill in the air tied with the kind  but mischievous denizens were always a treat. Stopping short of a few paces to the ‘very’ tall skeleton, his curious gaze tilts upward.

At his earnest question he offers an approving nod. “Off for the holidays! This time Donald couldn’t get away from a special someone.” Sora explains, hinting with a finger raised to his lips that was a little secret between them. “Then there’s the rest of his family too who were over then too. Goofy didn’t want him to be entirely solo on that note with as long as they knew each other. So he stayed hooked to his side while they told me to scram off pretty much. Nooow here we are! I had the chance to visit here again.”

To no one’s surprise he took that chance to visit in a heartbeat.

”Things around here are still looking as spooky as ever. I figured if I wanted to shake all this cold away, something scary could really get the bones rattling. ..If ya don’t mind me getting a bit of the sneak peak.” A hopeful gleam settled within his eyes at the blatantly obvious hint. Sora’s need mildly nosy need to get into things also held its merits. He was always willing to help especially if it was a big job for them to tackle.  On top of that from an initial glance it looks like there weren’t any worries about the Heartless on the horizon.

For once they could just actually sit back and have some old fashioned fun. Maybe even learn a nice thing or two to get a surprise fright out of his friends.

  Every time Jack saw Sora, he was always accompanied by the spooky likes of Donald and Goofy.This was the first occasion for them to cross paths without the presence of either flanking his sides. Unlike Jack when it came to the denizens of his hometown, the trio of friends carried on and engaged with one another as equals. The bonds they shared were clearly built and strengthened from the complex path they traveled on as companions and allies. Jack knew of friendship, possessed his own ties to the monsters and ghouls he dwelt along, but he still presided over them as the Pumpkin King. That meant many of the interactions he experienced could be fraught with more worship than understanding. He had never vocalized it, but he held an admiration for Sora, Donald, and Goofy, just for the way they regarded one another as mere friends.

   ❝Oh, I understand! Well it is important to spend time with your special someone.❞ His voice hinted that he might have been contemplating a certain ragdoll in his own undead life. The grin curving along Jack’s skull diminished somewhat as he cast his fathomless gaze around the square. It was then his tone alluded to unspoken dissatisfaction. ❝Yes, the spooks of Halloween Town certainly have remained as frightful as ever.❞  

   He turned to look back down at Sora, expression gravely apologetic. He loathed to disappoint his friend, but there really wasn’t much available to oblige that curiousity of his. ❝Preparations haven’t progressed that far along. Halloween for the upcoming year still needs more work!❞ Jack was working very hard indeed, but so far had nothing to show for it. He thought embarking on a stroll might help, but that little venture was temporarily pushed aside by Sora’s impromptu visit and arrival. ❝I’m afraid I’ve been lacking in inspiration,❞ Jack confessed, and such an admittance coming from the master of fright spoke volumes. The depths of empty eye sockets even exuded a troubled air.

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forget slow burn romance, give me slow burn found family. give me enemies to friends to siblings. tired, weary old mentors learning to live again for their plucky young apprentices. heroes sharing apartments after world saving adventures because they’re so used to living with each other. dramatic “oh shit” moments where one gets kidnapped and the other realizes “god, that’s my kid.” i want to sit and watch in agony for thirty chapters while two idiots slowly adopt each other, someone get on it

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About Chronically Late Replies

I am absolutely guilty of this, and I don’t give a crap if your reply is a month late or even a year late.  It tells me you’re still interested in rping with me.  And even if I’m not in the headspace for that particular thread anymore it also tells me I can come at you with new ideas without being a nuisance.  So reply away, no matter how long it’s been!

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phoebe!‌

naturally, when they landed in this era, phoebe had a niggling feeling that SOMETHING like this might happen, she just didn’t think it’d happen to THEM. they were the damn charmed one’s after all! but somehow, by the skin of their teeth, they made it through, enough so that they were able to save their intended. now, all that’s left to be done, is distract the angry men who were charging towards them, as charlotte brought her baby into this world. as much as she hated the stereotype, phoebedidn’t see any other way that they were going to make it back to their time, without the use of their powers.

picking up the broom, she stares at it for a moment before carefully sweeping it in front of her. jumping slightly at the ZING when it started to power up, phoebe continues until she was soon zooming into the skies. it was FREEING. incredibly freeing being up there and it takes her a moment to realize why she’d even gotten on the broom. once the threat was taken care of, she allows herself to just breathe in the air and relax up there. spotting her sisters on the ground, phoebe finally lands and heads over to them. ❛ SHHHH, you don’t get to comment ‘cause you didn’t go up there, ❜ she jokes with prue.

soon enough, they were being SUCKED back into the portal that brought them back to the present. and quite naturally, it happened to be the precise moment where they needed to vanish more evil. once all was said and done, the little witch finally drops down onto her bed, THOROUGHLY  SPENT, but satisfied with the fact that they’d helped bring their OWN ancestor into the world…

  By now, the darkness was almost total, save for the moon. It had risen, round and luminescent and high on the horizon. The last time he had seen the witches, he had saved their necks. Jack was no fool; he could guess that they were all up to something. Hours after their previous encounter, he came upon them once more but in a clearing, surrounded by pitchforks and torches, and human men setting upon them with maddened urgency. In the center of it all, sprawled on a bed of blankets, was a pregnant woman. The rest of them, including the delightful little witch he spoke to earlier, were standing strong. Jack recognized the measures taken. The riders were stopped short by the shimmer of a blue ward, an erected shield reading their intent to do evil and commit harm.

   Jack didn’t act, but he kept vigil. Fury festered, wind moving the dangling tresses of his hair. Just as he was prepared to expose himself, that was when something remarkable happened. The witch he encountered, the one responsible for engaging his attention, catapulted into action. She used an ordinary broom as a sort of perch, and took to the sky!

     A pointed hat atop of her head, Jack watched as her figure passed over the topmost bough of the spindly, bare branches of a tree, soaring higher and higher yet. As she did, she burst into a peal of cackling laughter that utterly enchanted him. Beneath her form, many feet below and out in the open, her prey cowered in fear. They took to backing way on their horses, away from the witches, and soon were running for their lives! Jack deemed them no longer a threat, but he wouldn’t soon forget their transgressions. The coming nights of these men would be haunted indeed. But for now, he laughed in surprise, in rapturous delight. In this moment, he held no allegiance to anyone, not even his town; only to his own amusement and pleasure after witnessing such a first and thrilling sight!

    ❝Oh my, what now?❞ Jack murmured to himself.

   He had taken notice of the other figures lingering on the fringes. One disappeared into a portal of light, and the other was a cloaked woman, emanating the essence of dark magic herself. Jack would see to it she was punished in one way or another, but the demon had escaped. Hmm, well, now that he had a goal, his spirits brightened. Unbeknownst to the witch who had gotten away, she would serve as a source of inspiration. Jack would talk of her in great detail in his realm, charmed by the imagination she so obviously held. Infinitely curious, he would seek to find her again, through various exploits and travels into her realm. Days, weeks, years, centuries would pass until they were reunited. Jack would find her once more, only in the modern setting of a dance club, standing at the bar with her sisters. Once she joined the crowd, he left his stool and trailed her.

    ❝Is it true,❞ he spoke directly into her ear, projecting his voice just a decibel enough to be heard over the music, ❝That Halloween is your favorite holiday?❞

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bruno mars; talking to the moon

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small shippy tag drop !!

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I’m going to embrace the cliché!

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Reblog this post if you support Cannon/OC pairings.

I want to see how many of us are out there.

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Your RP partners are not toys. They’re people. People with emotions, with their set of morals and with their own personal issues.

Your RP partners are not gods. And they should not be treated as such. No one is untouchable, everyone has folly and makes mistakes.

Your RP partners are HUMAN. Please treat them as such.