#teen wolf character aesthetic

[tabbytabbytabby]

Family Aesthetic for @drgeyerappreciation Week Day 7: Dealer’s Choice

[readingnerd9999]

Stiles Stilinski 💙🥍💙

[torturedpoetskywalker]

"I'm 145 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones. sarcasm is my only defense."

STILES STILINSKI (TEEN WOLF)

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[moths-in-hats]

moodboard: malia x stiles x theo

for @teenwolfrarepairevents character of the month: theo raeken

[wolfboy88]

Moodboard: Theo x Derek (Therek)

For @teenwolfrarepairevents character of the month

[ronandreams]

character aesthetic: allison argent

i’m not fearless. i’m terrified. i’m always terrified. i act like i know what i’m doing, but i don’t. i don’t know if isaac is dying right now. i don’t know if i made a mistake with scott. i don’t know what my dad is thinking. i don’t know if we should trust derek. i don’t know… i don’t know anything.

[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.

[m-cristiny]

[kaitlinamberxo]

“My mom does all the grocery shopping.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite fictional muses — 18/100: Scott McCall

[caymansgifs]

THE DEATH of ALLISON ARGENT (TEEN WOLF, 3x23)

"I can't take your pain." "It's because it doesn't hurt."

[marshmellowjay]

I really like when writers give us some details, like not when they say "reader is this race" or "reader has this hair" but more like aesthetic and how they live their life.

I'm a person who can't choose what aesthetic I want in my life, Currently I'm more of a black emo like look. While I would also like to try a hyperfem style as well I haven't gotten the chance.

I also think the hippie like look is pretty cool, feels carefree when I've tried it once or twice. Having been to a few festivals about peace and nature.

Aesthetics are so cool, and it's hard to choose just one, so its pretty cool that I can read a story where I can be one, and then choose another where I'm a different one. While it's not irl, its still pretty cool.

Currently I'm really liking the idea of the hippie style, hyperfem, and the 1800s aesthetic.

Opinions? (Repost and comment! I wanna hear from y'all ^^)

[readingnerd9999]

Derek Hale 🩶🐺🩶

[torturedpoetskywalker]

TWFEMSLASH: erica reyes & lydia martin

"what the holy hell is that?"

(for @teenwolfrarepairevents' character of the month)

[moths-in-hats]

moodboard: kira x lydia

[wolfboy88]

Moodboard: The Beta Trio (Isaac & Erica & Boyd)

For @teenwolfrarepairevents character of the month

[arewordsenough]

Erica Reyes - Champion Fighter

The archetypal Champion focuses on the development of raw physical power honed to deadly perfection. Those who model themselves on this archetype combine rigorous training with physical excellence to deal devastating blows.

Teen Wolf characters as D&D 5e subclasses (13/21)