if i made a grown up blossom from the powderpuff girls though
WHEN SOMEONE DOESN’T REPLY TO YOUR THREAD
AND YOU WANT TO CONTINUE IT
BUT YOU DON’T WANT TO REMIND THEM ABOUT IT
how to annoy the fuck out of tumblr users
"Jason will grace my throne room"
I wonder how long Khione waited to say that
”Well, I’m sorry the crashes weren’t enough warning for you,” said Danny, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, but not bothering to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.
”I’m trying to get it back where it’s supposed to be— which, as usual, is a lot harder when people get in the way!” At least, she wasn’t screaming, and that was a plus.
”Look, can I get a raincheck on this conversation or something?” Not that she’d really want to talk to him a second time, considering he was basically taking out his pent-up frustration on her.
”Well it’s obviously been antagonized — ” Cat couldn’t believe she was actually standing up for this ghost, but honestly. It was just a ghost. It was probably scared and lonely. It probably didn’t understand what was happening. “You could try talking to it.”
Oh, gods. She was a ghost’s rights activist.
She scowled at his next comment and opened her mouth to reply when the thing came through the next wall. Lovely. Frustrated, Cat whirled around and put her hands up. “Stop!” She didn’t expect it to work, but if this thing was a ghost, it might recognize her as a daughter of Hades. That would super-duper fantastic.
Annnnnd it stopped, growling slightly. “Now — ” Cat walked over to it and placed a hand on it’s nose gently. What could she say? She liked animals. “What did the mean ghost boy do to you?”
Usually, that was just about as much warning as they would get before Danny basically destroyed the whole building, but they weren’t moving— or at least, certainly not fast enough.
So he grabbed them by the shoulder and phased the both of them through the wall to the next room.
“When I said move, that was about when you should’ve noticed the giant ghost monster —thing!”
It wasn’t too often that Cat acknowledged ghosts. She normally tried to ignore them, pretending like if she acted like she couldn’t see them, they’d leave her alone. Usually it worked.
Cat let out a yelp as someone grabbed her, pulling her through the wall and away from whatever was charging through the building. Which her super awesome Hades-kid senses told her was another ghost. Ghost vs. ghost showdown? Was this kind of like a chick fight?
”Oi — !” Cat snapped, frowning at the boy. “You hardly gave me a chance! What’d you do to it anyway?”
I’m reading the Shadowhunter’s Codex which is causing my Lucie Herondale muse to pop up again, only problem is, no one I used to rp with is really that active anymore.
ca·ress; A gentle touch or gesture of fondness, tenderness, or love.