#pascalxsinger

[balthazarrocks]

Whispers in the Woods- closed

Balthazar wasn’t sure what happened. He was always here…right? As he walked down the forest trail, gazing up to the sun…he felt sometimes as though he didn’t belong here. But he didn’t know anywhere else. Where would he go?

What Balthazar fails to remember, is the piercing blade from Castiel. The death blow that killed him. Balthazar is a ghost. One who can’t move on. And completely oblivious to what he is. He doesn’t even remember being an angel. He thinks he’s human because he’s seen a few people and he looks like them.

He’s alone, adrift. Walking through the forest. No one seems to not mind him, always gazing and walking away as though afraid of him.

[avriellalostandalone]

Meet and Greet

Avriella sat in her car seat, bored in the car. She didn't know why they were going somewhere so far away, or where they were going. "Are we almost there? Where are we going mommy?" She asked as she sighed. She had dropped her toys on the car floor half way through the ride and couldn't get them, so she had nothing to do and she could only ask if they were almost there until they were there. 

[holdingbackforsnow]

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righteousdisaster

There was a part of Dean that thought for a moment that he should  follow her. But, as Pascal turned and walked towards the door the  other part of him said to let her go. She’d cool off and realize that  running out like this wasn’t smart. As a matter of fact it was damn near stupid. Standing in the middle of the room with his jaw on the floor Dean remained speechless. The click of the door snapped Dean out of the daze he was in. “Pas  what the hell!” Moving quickly through the room he reached for her arm. "Come on— I was just kidding. Since when did you not know how to take  a joke?” 

Maybe it was a slight overreaction on her side, frankly trying to de-ice her room had taken more nerves and work than she had thought. Even with Castiel's guiding back then, she had had her difficulties. It did not go any better with Dean quoting to her frozen or calling her Elsa for the damn whole day. Aside from Sam being Anna, cause of freaking course, his hair was a dead giveaway or something. The blonde had certainly not meant to run away like some petulant child but sometimes it was easier to run away, than accidentally freeze the righteous man with the mark of cain.

“Since the day I woke up and my room looked like freakin' Antarctica...” the blonde replied She was shorter than Dean and therefore the glare had to work double shift in her face ”You quoting me that damn Disney movie, or calling me Elsa, doesn't make shit any better” Lifting a finger to point at him accusingly, the blonde felt even more stupid dropping her hand again “Especially when we have more shit to get done...”

[maliaxxtate-blog]

pascalxsinger

"You're lying, Stiles is not dying, Pascal."

[thebansheeofthepack]

pascalxsinger

[text to L.M]: Never saying no to cake and beer. What’s the occasion?

[text to P.S.]: No real reason. The cake was on sale.

[mccallofthewild]

The Aftershow Show

It was the most important performance they'd done so far. Because it was televised. Banshee could suck it. They hadn't been on the air before. HE was sure that Peter had something planned for them, but for the time being, this was a win.

They'd rocked it. Literally. The crowd went wild for them. Scott felt great after the performance and now it was time to relax and feel good and maybe gloat about it a little bit to Banshee. He couldn't have imagined pulling off a better show if his life was perfect.

He grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the circulating waiters and took a sip, letting out a content sigh. He smiled as he looked out at the people who had come to the party. They all looked like they were having a great time. Of course they were. Who wouldn't be enjoying themselves at a party like this, full of beautiful people having a great time with smiles on their faces and alcohol flowing freely?

His brow furrowed when he saw a pretty blond that looked like she was the exception to that rule. "Everything okay? You don't look like you're enjoying yourself."

[humanbetastilinski-blog]

pascalxsinger replied to your post:mwah

"Of course, you slipped. Cause it totally isn’t DEREK…" *raises eyebrow*

"I'm pretty sure I said take those comments and gtfo. In case you missed that in your old-people-learning-new-slang classes, it means get the fuck out, Pascal."

[thebansheeofthepack]

pascalxsinger:

[text] Really? Well thanks for that then…. No he was sober, we met at the wine-section of the supermarket….

[text] At the wine-section? You sure he was sober?!

[humanbetastilinski-blog]

Your Muse sees mine up for sale at an auction. How much would your muse pay to buy them and why? pascalxsinger

"5 million, a boy should be in bed at this hour and not sold to some old geezers. With heart and libido problems"

Stiles had his head held high, chin tilted up and eyes flashing over the crowd. It was for a good reason. It was for the right reasons. Hopefully he'd be pricey enough to pay just enough to get his parents out of the hole they'd been in since his mother had been diagnosed. There was a cure, but it was just so damn expensive. His palms sweated and his heart was beating so fast he was fairly vibrating with it. Running away and getting in contact with this auction was the only thing that would save his mother. And he'd sell himself a dozen times and spend his whole life paying it off if it meant she would be alive and healthy again. 

It didn't make the fear any less. The anxiety any smoother. The biggest worry, other than what exactly his buyer would want, was the idea that he wouldn't be wanted. That he'd stand on the podium, dignity in the dust, and no one would lift a paddle.

But they did. Over and over again, men and women or other, paddles rising into the air as the number crawled.Until that clear voice- a woman's maybe?- rang out over the crowd. Shock and protests followed the declaration, but no one raised and Stiles flinched the slightest bit as the gavel thudded. The flinch forced his gaze to break, fall, into the people to see her standing there. He was led to her at the side and he stumbled down the last steps towards her. 

"Wh-why would... Why that much money on me? What is someone like you even doing here?" Stiles croaked, foot already in his mouth as he gaped at the normal-seeming, beautiful, young woman in front of him. "You're not into, like, whipping and humiliation games, are you?" he asked suspiciously. "I mean, to each their own, but I don't do muzzles."

[lovesxeternally]

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"I do not know what you want but it isn't a concern of mine."

[thebansheeofthepack]

pascalxsinger

"One more word about Valentine's Day and I'm gonna scream!"

[patiturxetxdamnati]

♔

Non-Sexual Acts of Intimacy

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

"You know, if anyone else here sees you wearing my shirt, they might not show interest in you. Since this is your first Mate Hunt, you might want to keep your options open. There's much younger, stronger, better suitors here."

[humanbetastilinski-blog]

pascalxsinger replied to your post:So I fucking love Pitch Perfect, like above and...

Totally would pounce on you for this, cause please?

Ikr!? I gotta figure out how I would make it work (like would we do "competitions" and randomly choose winning teams? Would we do something for a riffoff? omfg that'd be so fun!) but it might be harder or easier on indie verse i dunno but it would be so cool right?!

[killerqueen-hayley-blog]

Hayley had been watching that human girl for quite some time now. She had potential. With Hayley's goal in mind to actually become queen, she knew she needed people who trusted her and would follow her. But being popular among other demons, wasn't really easy. It seemed like they all despised each other. So why not twist a human soul to have more of her own kind following her? It was a simple plan. Hayley smiled a little as she walked over to the blonde across the other side of the street. '' Excuse me, are you headed to the local libary? Because I'm new in town and I'm pretty much lost.''