littleaddydear

littleaddydear  asked:

00:00:00

(In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.)

The numbers were counting down quickly.

Sock, thankfully, wasn’t on the clock today. It was his day off. The demon couldn’t help but wonder though, who his soulmate would be. Someone he knew? Or someone new? 

He was moving faster than usual, and once the numbers were at 00:00:00, he stopped and looked around. His eyes locked onto the familiar girl and he raised an eyebrow.

“Addy…?”

This couldn’t be right. 

OOC

-flips a table- i have no idea what’s going on, but addy feels bad because of some asshole. i don’t know who did it but i swear to god.

addy, honestly i don’t know what the anon said. but if it’s somebody about how your oc sucks or something (that’s what i gathered) then they’re wrong. im sorry if this means nothing but i -really- fucking love addy. i love reading your roleplays like a weird stalker, and i like looking through your blog. your character is thought out and matches the story. what the anon has against you i don’t know but they’re fucking ridiculous.

honestly if they didn’t like your character they could of politely explained why or unfollowed, but to outright send anon hate… they’re just a troll and you shouldn’t listen to them. i really hope you don’t quit your blog because of some stupid troll. im also sorry if this doesn’t help the situation or anything but i hope it does make you feel better. also sorry if my bad grammar hurt your eyes, i just really wanted to type a lot fast before you do anything bad and cause i’m just too mad to care about grammar right now

Please Believe || littleaddydear

The winter spirit’s eyes were narrowed in concentration, but a playful grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He was excited, happy to be visiting the town of Cailburry, England. North told him he might be needed here, so off he went. He cruised on his staff like a snowboard, easily dodging the trees before appearing at the town’s entrance. 

He leaped up, landing swiftly on the balls of his feet, his staff falling and landing in his hands. Jack Frost glanced up at the sign, then stepped into town. His curious gaze scanned Cailburry for people, and he saw them. There were plenty of them, but it seemed none of them could see him. That wasn’t good…he didn’t like being invisible to others. 

His grin became a frown as he slowly moved deeper into town, gripping his wooden staff tight. It was still early in the day! Maybe he’d find a few kids later on, and show them he was real, somehow. But…wait, wait! 

He soon came across a barn, which peaked his interest. He took note of the cows in the field, then decided to investigate. The white haired boy stumbled into the barn, glancing around quizzically. 

“Hello…? Anyone home?" 

littleaddydear  asked:

scarlet pink yellow purple blue lilac green lavender UuU

Scarlet - I like you.

Pink - I could stay on your tumblr the whole day.

Yellow - You’re amazing.

Purple - I miss you.

Blue - I want to meet you.

Lilac - You’re cool.

Green - I like your tumblr.

Lavender - give me your mortal soul/skype

Oh gosh thanks a ton! :) And I don;t have a skype and I already sold my soul to the depths of hell :( Sorry! (JK JK IM JUST JOKING PLEASE DONT TAKE ME SERIOUSLY FOLLOWERS I HAVE NOT SOLD MY SOUL TO SATAN)