#[ bad wolf ] memes

[itsatorchwoodthing]

i feel like you can swap them all and it would still make sense

[grandadtwelve]

hey so I’m sorry to break it to you but your girlfriend… well she kind of ripped open your time-space machine and looked into the time vortex…. yeah…. she’s kind of an almighty deity of unlimited power now… yeah she’s playing with life and death… it’s kinda… hot actually… like I wish my girlfriend was an almighty deity of unlimited power…. lol…. so like…. are you guys in a committed monogamous relationship? or….

[deathxxfandom]

[koko2unite]

A little request from a patron, based on a meme I made hi-res

[daveydboi]

The plan was SHIT

Damn mr wolf wont get called good boy this time :( 

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[the-bad-guys-2-reportage]

I know it's been technically two weeks since DreamWorks announced it, but no one did this yet.

My hyperfixation has returned! They'll adapt more of the books!

[grysgray]

Beware, we're only three people and we're very gay

Cuidado, solo somos tres personas y somos muy gays

Translate: We're the NomNomNami Fandom, a superior race.

[the-heros-sidekick]

❝ went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips. ❞

He feels it first at the back of his neck. A buzzing, like the crackling of electricity underneath his skin, reverberating against the hollow of his skull. Something is knocking, making its presence known: A particular kind of evil that had snuck into Stiles’ mind once already, stealing away control over his body. Condemning him to sit back, trapped in his own mind, rendering him powerless. Doomed to watch in horror as his  blood-stained hands wielded sharpened blades against those he loved. They’d gotten him out, though nearly at the cost of his own life—a sacrifice Stiles had been more than willing to make, so long as no one else would get hurt because of him. And yet something must have stayed behind, lodged into the membrane of his skull like a shard of glass. For the longest time he’d managed to keep the horrors contained to only haunt him in the dead of night, leaving him sleep deprived and wrung out, every nerve ending scraped thin. But now, even the light of day no longer offers refuge for Stiles to feel safe. Long gone is the once obnoxiously loud, carefree kid—left in its stead is a man carrying himself with caution, treading quietly across the space between other people’s reality and what lies beyond. He knows there are demons out there listening, waiting for an opportunity to exploit any sign of weakness—a door left slightly ajar, perhaps, much like the door to Stiles’ mind they’d never managed to close. The feeling of impending doom crescendos and Stiles, feeling sick to his stomach with fear, clings desperately to the words he repeats to himself like a mantra. "Nothing gets in unless you let it.” But the words turn to ash in his mouth, memories of past experiences proving him a liar. 

an exploration of Teen Wolf's 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈—𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 who, after leaving Beacon Hills behind, settled down in New York where he's now considered the FBIs golden boy ― crafted for @fakevz. following canon events of the show with additional headcanons. low activity & very crossover friendly. minors dni. this blog operates in english only. est. 2014 ♗ ©

𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍: loss of innocence ⊹ comedic sidekick ⊹ overcoming demonic possession ⊹ a morally gray world ⊹ undying loyalty ⊹ survivor's guilt ⊹ agent of chaos ⊹ deflecting with humor

✧  𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 ✧ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ✧ 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒

I think I've loved you since I met you. I just mistook it for curiosity.

Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I felt this unquenchable need to know you. I blamed it on ulterior motives, justified it because I needed something from you, because you held the answers I was looking for, because no one else was able to help but you. Looking back on it now though, I'm starting to think that maybe some part of me knew right from the start, that first night I stumbled upon you in the woods, what took me years to see: Maybe my heart recognized that it was going to love you right away, and I spent the years to come catching up with what it knew right from the start. That it was always going to be you. How could it ever have been anyone else? Through mayhem and bloodshed, through fear and loss, through grief and sleepless nights, you were the one constant that remained. When I lost sight of everything—first myself, then reality, then hope—you were the one guiding my way like a beacon, or a north star. If I've ever known peace, it's in all the moments that your hand has touched mine and that your arms have held me tirelessly, putting your body like a shield between me and every inkling of danger. Of all the late-night wonderings of trying to make sense of the last decade (and failing), what remains is this singular thought: At least it was you. At least it was me. At least it was us, together. I'd bear it all a million times over if it meant I got to hold your hand at the end of it all. You are the moment of quiet at the end of a long day, you are breathless laughter, you're the patch of sunlight filtering in through the window that I stand in to warm myself. You are everything good in this world and living proof that there is hope despite it all, and I love you beyond measure.

[howlsnteeth]

coming out of the game my teeth are too long here's hoping that the kids have fangs to chew their way through this little gordian knot and leave the gatekeepers to go hang!!

[thewastedpotential]

Do you ever think about how, even before this generation of fairytales, it was a well known fact that if you dont follow your destiny you will case to exist and die?

Do you ever think that knowing this Red and Wolf still went against their destiny ? Knowing that loving each other means that they are putting themselfs in a deadly danger?

Do you ever think about how two teenagers loved each other more then they feared death?

Do you think that after highschool they lived thinking any moment could be their last? Did they thought that if they are going to die becouse of their love at least they can die married?

Maybe after they got married and nothing happend to them , only then did they started living like they had time and dared to imagine them growing old together.

[koko2unite]

hits you with a redraw doodle

[quotidianish]

YOU AND ME ALWAYS!!!!!! AND FOREVER

[the-bad-guys-2-reportage]

I mean, am I wrong? The books get darker the more you progress.

Ps: This is in no way to bash Dreamworks' adaptation (I love it) it's just something I thought with this meme. I do hope with the sequel that they progress that way too.

[undead-knick-knack]

There's a joke about the Big Bad Wolf and your grandma in there somewhere

[dasunlighter]

We still in science meme !

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