Arson - Tumblr Posts
this is what happens when you have a sleep deprived editor and some silly lil characters
7/15 - V's insta story at J Hope's Jack in the Box Album release party
THIS IS SO GOOD KDJWKJSA I'M SO HAPPY (*´ω｀*)
Creepypasta Meme Redraws #7
It's a little spin on the 'this is our get along shirt' meme, with best boi Keith!!
here's a version without the text :P
Keith belong to @marsopadraws!! (Go check them out rn their art is super amazing!!)
Not my edit! This edit belongs to 👉 “kpop-Earth” on YT!
How far each of them has come 🫶 they deserve it!
A bad cat 🧡🔥
Oh, my bracelet collection?
More info under the cut!
Welp! My whole collection of bracelets! From Will Wood to Pan Fucker! Some, you might recognize from other posts, but there are a few new ones. Also, all the ones not on the notebook? From friends, the rest I made! And the newest is 222 for Will! So, yay!
When in doubt, get the gasoline out.
-me <3
@bloodandsugarboudoir I’m always down!
Need any gear?
Goons?
Locations?
What do we need?
Scene Shot #2
As the village burned around them, the child asked the culprit “Who are you?”
The man replied, “Dead man walking.”
i love that rebekah loves fire, i like to imagine a young bex accidentally getting a surge of magic and being fucking thrilled as she watched a small cottage burn, and when Hope was a baby she accidentally forgot to turn off the smoke alarm and woke her up
🚨 Settler gangs are setting fire to the lands in the village of Duma, south of #Nablus.
He took the matchbox from my shaking hands and lit one. The whole thing caught flame easily. Hardly stepping away he dropped it on the ground, which sparked an immediate chain reaction. We'd done good prepping.
He wrapped his arm around me, and I leaned into him. It was a warm autumn evening; he had sundrops in his hair, the air smelled of wildflowers and gasoline. Running his fingers trough my hair he began humming a familiar tune, a lullaby father had taught me. I glanced up at him, and saw the reflection of our home in his eyes. Something inside broke and collapsed. I finally dared look straight at the house. The fire had spread quickly, already eating away at the upstairs outer wall.
Smoke began to clog the view before our lungs. He took a deep breath, and began guiding me gently toward the car. A single suitcase filled with books & paintings laid on the back seat. It was all we'd taken from our years here. I wrapped his coat tighter around myself, as we drove off into the world outside the manor.