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henriettahippo:

"You disappeared off the radar for months without a single note. A single word. A single sign you were not dead or still giving a fuck. What on earth did you expect?"

"A ‘welcome back’ party, really. With cupcakes and fruit cakes."

henriettahippo:

"Actually, I pretended you were dead."

"Aw duckling, you’re hurting me."

henriettahippo replied to your post: "Miss me?" "Well now you gotta kiss m…

" … . . right. AS IIF."

"You know you did, Hettie." He wiggled his eyebrows

"Miss me?"

"Well now you gotta kiss me!"

fashioninfographics:

A visual Coat glossary

fashioninfographics:

A visual Coat glossary

      Oh, hey! Tuesday’s here!

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Halloween Night- Closed

watch-me-roar:

"Why are you freaking out my classmates?" She might’ve been alone, but at least she looked cute enough, and she even had a bowlful of mini-snickers. "Like I don’t have enough work to cover up on every day other than my favorite holiday.” Clarisse smiled and offered him the bowl of candy as her other hand patted the suspiciously sticky couch beneath her.

"Because I can. And because it’s fun." He flopped himself down next to her. He placed the bowl of deadly candy aside and conjured one from thin air, filled with Earths most delicious candy. "Don’t worry, i clean up after myself quite well." He winked and stole one of her mini snickers. "You look cute by the way, with your fancy little wings." 

Halloween Night- Closed

watch-me-roar:

Contrary to popular belief, college was not always a booze fest on Halloween. That was typically reserved for underclassmen who still thought they could play around. Still, Clarisse was dressed as a bumblebee outfit complete with homemade wings. After all, she was nothing but a celebrator, even if she didn’t get totally drunk on Halloween. Totally.

She sipped her glass of whiskey and crossed her ankles, absentmindedly admiring the platform heels adorning her feet. “Gabe?”

Ah, Halloween. His favorite night of the year when he could indulge in his two most desirable activities: pranks and eating sweets. And where best to preform his most thought out ideas than a collage campus? 

He wasn’t going all out this year, he didn’t even bother putting a flashy costume on (just a boring, old fashioned Dracula this year. At least he died his hair black for the day). Keeping a really low mortality rate with the worst thing that he had caused was a traumatizing experience, he decided giving away bug infested, blood drenched candy with the occasional body part wrapped in a wrapper was the way to go. 

The screams were coming from all around him but he made sure he wouldn’t be caught too early. The second the (un)lucky student let out  a cry of terror, the candy became real and everyone else just passed it off as drug induced hallucinations. 

Ah, fun. 

"Chiquita!" He greeted once he heard his name being called out. "Fancy finding you here!"

"Oh hey! Halloween! My favorite day of the year!"

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