#dwykan

TAGGED BY — @dwykan​ // thank you love! TAGGING — @vihilum​, @vxrixble​, @griimreaping​, @ficjhtclub​, & anyone else who’d like to do it! Tage me, I’d love to know a lil’ more about you all!

     ( indie band oc multimuse feat. ice, new, atlas, & liv. )

     “Sometimes it’s watermelon too. And there’s a North American version of it, except with a squash that isn’t really a vampire and just eats bugs.”

          “....” there’s a questioning look in the younger boys gaze. why would anyone want to be here ? the house was somewhat lonely, and harry tended to keep himself out of the way, e s p e c i a l l y when norman was around. there was a bite on his lip, gaze turning to the retreating figure of his father, and then back to his company “ -- okay, but you get through the window. i’m not allowed visitors when he’s here.”

                               starter for @dwykan​

    The night was young, young as it could be, with the winter breeze hitting her right in the face and Mae wished she hadn’t lost the damn scarf of hers. No problem though, she would simply steal another one once she got into a warm, empty apartment in the city. Stealing belongings or dreams she would decide when it was the moment.       The thief shoved her hands into her pockets, fingerless gloves did nothing against cold ( but oh how they looked badass )... She walked quickly, half her face buried down in the lapels of her jacket, like a turtle would hide inside its shell. The bumping into someone came quickly, prompting a gasp from her lips and a sudden glare when she noticed... Shit. It was the guy she had been tormenting for nights, turning his sweet sweet dreams into screaming-worth nightmares. Hopefully, he wouldn’t recognize her.      ❛ Watch where you’re walking! ❜ she protested, deviating her gaze and obviously putting all the blame in everyone but herself.