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lastxofkind:

xovelostfrozen
themostinquisitivefairy
the-man-with-the-serpent-staff
shwarmi
thiefofcorona
justtoocleverforyou
tillthexoftheline

Amalthe was sitting on the chair in her temporary room in King Haggard’s castle where the Terrifying Red Bull was kept. She turned her head when the knob turned”Who’s there?”

Flynn paused, the door already half open, when he heard someone ask who was there. Shoot. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t just leave, the door was already open a ways… Shoot shoot shoot. Well, he supposed there was only one thing to do then. He took a breath and then opened the door further before popping his head in a bit.
"Uh… hi?" He offered, though he had no idea what in the name of Corona he was doing.


tell-me-our-story-endlessly:

I really loved Zac’s adorable longish hair that made funny animal shapes….


The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

(via notgreenx)


Q
"Stop saying that!"
A

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thiefofcorona:

((Hiii! :3))

"Stop saying what?" Flynn asked innocently. " Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious?” He asked, a grin apparent on his features. He couldn’t help it, the word was so much fun to say! So what if he’d said it like twenty times in a row? It was awesome.
“But if I say it loud enough I’ll always sound prococious!” he protested.

"Yes, that!" She pouts, puffing out her cheeks. "You know very well I can’t say it." Alice folds her arms, holding her head high. "It makes you sound foolish." She adds, trying to contain her smile.

Flynn chuckled at her response. “Oh c’mon, of course you can. It’s not like it’s a foreign language or anything, just sound it out—go sloe if you have to.” he offered.
"Foolish?" Flynn asked with a scoff. "Never. It’s got an air of regality about it." he stated, twirling his hand a bit to emphasize his point. "Like a word you’d hear at tea parties. Like… ‘oh this tea is simply supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!’ or something like that."


Q
"Stop saying that!"
A

((Hiii! :3))

"Stop saying what?" Flynn asked innocently. " Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious?” He asked, a grin apparent on his features. He couldn’t help it, the word was so much fun to say! So what if he’d said it like twenty times in a row? It was awesome.
“But if I say it loud enough I’ll always sound prococious!” he protested.





((Going to head to replies soon, but I was wondering if anyone wanted to try an rp in the Classic Rock and Fake IDs verse? I’ll love you forever? All of the info is tagged under ‘v; classic rock and fake ids’ Like this post or shoot an ask if you want a starter for this verse! :3))


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