Friendly reminder that anyone born between 1985-1998 didn’t get their hogwarts letter because Voldemort’s ministry wiped out the record of muggleborns

cas-is-deans-huggy-bear:

im so glad im a girl. i can read porn in public and not get a boner

xkxdx:

Blue Jeans
More Teen Wolf art by xKxDx
Stickers, magnets and prints on Etsy.
hales-emissary:

ca-mi-lla and withouttheusuallevelofstupid asked for nr 6 from the color me sterek palette :D

"Looking back now I know it was always you, always you"

hales-emissary:

and asked for nr 6 from the color me sterek palette :D

"Looking back now I know it was always you, always you"

christ, in the last 24 hours I got soaked twice… water splashing in shoes is one of the worst feelings. :|

Note to self - don’t read Metro 2033 in the middle of the night.

zainclaw:

This one is for Billy. Stay strong!

Derek notices Stiles losing speed the moment they’re through the doors, but it’s not until Scott and Isaac rounds the first corner that the boy comes to a full stop. Derek halts, too, ready to spin around and snap; tell him to hurry, remind him that this a life-and-death situation, but his words die in his throat when catching the look on Stiles’ pale face.

"What is it?" He asks instead, because Stiles’ heart is pounding, bottom lip trembling, as if they’re already standing face to face with the monster of the month.

Stiles swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing. Derek can hear Scott and Isaac continue down the hallways, heading for Melissa. There’s a part of him that wants to run after them, to follow the pack, but the rest of him stays where he is, waiting for Stiles.

"I hate this hospital," he finally answers, voice quiet, like he’s ashamed to admit it.

Derek feels a lump emerge in his throat, because he knows why. This is where Stiles’ mother died, where he visited her till the night she stopped breathing. This is where his father undoubtedly ended up once or twice after a job. This is where countless of people have died thanks to all the shit they’ve been through over the last few years.

Pursing his lips, Derek takes a step closer, reaching out to slide his hand down Stiles’ arm to finally clasp his hand. He can hear Stiles’ heart jump, but the stench of his fear is fading, replaced by something warm and sweet that Derek tells himself to ponder later.

"Me too," he whispersremembering Peter’s old room and wheelchair, Cora lying sick in one of these beds with no way to cure her, sitting in the waiting room with Scottas he gently pulls Stiles along to where the two wolves disappeared.

I always feel so dirty when I have to go to fanfiction.net to get my fix for a specific ship from a specific thing (and even there you only find a handful of fics)

jerrytyson:

IT’S ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTIL YOU REALIZE THE RELATIONSHIP OF TWO FICTIONAL CHARACTERS OWNS YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN’T GET YOUR LIFE BACK AND NOTHING MATTERS ANYMORE

Is it hard to play a scene when you don’t know whether your character is being nefarious or truthful? Very good question! It is hard. My favourite one was the scene when Derek says to Ms. Blake, “Everyone around me gets hurt.” (x)