#bigbybxdwolf

Semi-sporadically, at any rate. But, yes, it’s me!

While I’m between semesters, I’m going to try and be on here more often. I’m sorry it’s been so long, I’ve just had a lot going on these past months.

It’s been so long that I’m honestly not even sure if the replies I have yet to do are for active blogs anymore (I’m so sorry!)

So, I’ll be going through drafts and whatnot for a bit while I’m here.

FOR NEW FOLLOWERS: A few things you should know:

1) I live remotely and thus my internet isn’t reliable. Expect that there may be a bit of time between posts.

2) I have a side account that you all might be interested in. It’s over at atragicalhistory and is about as active as this one.

What version of Oswald’s costume should I wear in...

Anything that keeps you dry. Trust me

     Demona landed on the roof of the office building, and peered down at the people walking. Gently her clawed hand rested on the edge and she slowly sank to where she was half-laying on the edge. Her wings slowly fell to rest next to her, and her green eyes peered at the window that had once been left open around this time, a silent invitation. Now it was closed and dark, the room inside now cold.

     Her person had once been in there. The one she would give her life for, over and over. The one who had shown her that her heart could still race for someone, that had been the proof that someone could still love her. He was the Sheriff of Fabletown, or had been.. but he’d been away for so long, they’d just locked the room away. Luckily they’d been unable to rent his room, as it was kept clean now and the rent was paid monthly. From Dominique Destine’s personal bank account.

You know, your friendship and mutual respect is beautiful. Often I see people in other fandoms deeming somebody RPing the same character as 'rivals', as 'competition'. You both are precious

sdfhkshdfhadgh thank you <3