Tuesday, April 15, 2014

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Monday, April 14, 2014

d-o-brien:

"It’ll be a darkness around your heart…"

Sunday, April 13, 2014
3.13/3.24

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Saturday, April 12, 2014

I crept into your heart

I crept into your heart

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pizza-posey:

posey is pretty hot

pizza-posey:

posey is pretty hot

Friday, April 11, 2014

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Wednesday, April 9, 2014

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Tuesday, April 8, 2014

I told you once, “Get out my life.
I don’t need ya, I’ll be alright.”
But some things are better left unsaid.

So tell the truth and hit me hard
A broken heart is all I have now

for ambereyed

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Monday, April 7, 2014
huntinghounds:

"hey, sourwolf!"
sterek

huntinghounds:

"hey, sourwolf!"

sterek

feravertos:

after
after
when the hands cradling her body are rough
calloused
and more familiar than anything

              allison wakes up

Sunday, April 6, 2014
yanagoya:

…And then one day Derek decides to take a nap on Stiles.
“Um.” Stiles says. “That’s nice. Yeah.”
By the time the words are out, Derek’s breathing is slow and even and Stiles is really not sure what’s the best course of actions from there.
“Scott.” He calls out, quietly, because Scott’s just outside the house and he’ll hear him with his supercool werewolfey hearing. He has to. “Scott, buddy, help. There’s Derek in my lap and I think he’s sleeping and he still looks like he’s planning to murder me. I don’t know what to do with this.”
Stiles fully expects Derek to wake up, but no. No one’s waking up and no one’s coming to save him either, he figures about 10 minutes and several considerably louder cries for help later. 
I was just gonna try and figure out a cartoony style for them so I don’t have to reference them every time. Yeah, that went well. Oh no it really didn’t.

yanagoya:

…And then one day Derek decides to take a nap on Stiles.

“Um.” Stiles says. “That’s nice. Yeah.”

By the time the words are out, Derek’s breathing is slow and even and Stiles is really not sure what’s the best course of actions from there.

“Scott.” He calls out, quietly, because Scott’s just outside the house and he’ll hear him with his supercool werewolfey hearing. He has to. “Scott, buddy, help. There’s Derek in my lap and I think he’s sleeping and he still looks like he’s planning to murder me. I don’t know what to do with this.”

Stiles fully expects Derek to wake up, but no. No one’s waking up and no one’s coming to save him either, he figures about 10 minutes and several considerably louder cries for help later. 

I was just gonna try and figure out a cartoony style for them so I don’t have to reference them every time. Yeah, that went well. Oh no it really didn’t.

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