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it was fun, but i just can’t keep doing this. 

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this blog is now archived

it was fun, but i just can’t keep doing this. 

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this blog is now archived

it was fun, but i just can’t keep doing this. 

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this blog is now archived

it was fun, but i just can’t keep doing this. 

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um…yeah, so probably no one cares about this -and rightfully so, because i haven’t replied a decent response to threads in forever- but i think im taking a small step from tumblr…again. i don’t know, i just don’t feel inspired lately, and instead of forcing me to write really crappy replies i prefer to just wait and see if the muse comes back and if it doesn’t…well, then i’ll see what to do.

for now, if you are still interested in rping with my derek i’m always at skype (burned.king) or kik (triskelionking). so, i hope i can feel able to come back here soon, but only time, my mood and inspiration will tell

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um…yeah, so probably no one cares about this -and rightfully so, because i haven’t replied a decent response to threads in forever- but i think im taking a small step from tumblr…again. i don’t know, i just don’t feel inspired lately, and instead of forcing me to write really crappy replies i prefer to just wait and see if the muse comes back and if it doesn’t…well, then i’ll see what to do.

for now, if you are still interested in rping with my derek i’m always at skype (burned.king) or kik (triskelionking). so, i hope i can feel able to come back here soon, but only time, my mood and inspiration will tell

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*skips into Derek's loft* Hey Derek! *boops his nose* Boop!

@flowerofwar

“...you know, I can come to terms with the fact that you are optimistic and positive, but you are honestly acting like a child right now.”

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“...alright, what is it?”

@triskelionking   joined   the   pack

            ❛   listen ,   there ‘ s   something   I   gotta   talk   to   you   about .   or   more   ask   you .   ❜

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um…yeah, so probably no one cares about this -and rightfully so, because i haven’t replied a decent response to threads in forever- but i think im taking a small step from tumblr…again. i don’t know, i just don’t feel inspired lately, and instead of forcing me to write really crappy replies i prefer to just wait and see if the muse comes back and if it doesn’t…well, then i’ll see what to do.

for now, if you are still interested in rping with my derek i’m always at skype (burned.king) or kik (triskelionking). so, i hope i can feel able to come back here soon, but only time, my mood and inspiration will tell

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piaememoriae:

       the banshee seemed to creep back from the nostalgia and inauspicious aura that seemed to cloud her, casting derek a grateful smile for not only his patience but the philosophical depth to his advice. for the comfort of his presence. it was nice to know that someone was listening, that someone understood what she felt at least on some level. “i wouldn’t call the fear blind,” she began. “considering i predict death and i’m always trying to prevent it. but that’s… precisely what’s always on my mind,” she gave a soft nod, her smile wavering and ghostly but present. “i hope so. i just hope that… by some miracle, the universe stops trying to hurt my friends and we don’t have to worry.” there’s still a bitter shadow of doubt; was that even plausible? still, she’s more appreciative of derek’s words than she lets on.

unsteady. that was the exact word to describe what it felt like to live at Beacon Hills; an unsteady, inconstant, erratic sensation. an insecure, anxious, restless feeling that right around the corner something could jump to get you, to hurt you, to kill you...or even worse, to kill the people you cared about. the wolf knew how it felt, and slowly, patiently, have come to terms with that permanent anticipation, deciding to focus on the enjoyment of that brief, but pleasant moment where everything was okay. the town was a beacon, constantly blinking in search for supernatural threats...the bad guys were going to come back, every single town, it was the curse of that place, it was the burden that the heroes had to carry with. but it took him years to realize that maybe it was better to enjoy the moments of peace instead of thinking how long they would last, to simply try to forget that they were living in the eye of the storm... “so, Scott told me you are planning to go to college and take over the world.” a small, sort of fond smile drew over wild features “his words, not mine” he added faintly, pale green eyes glancing back to the emerald ones, colored with an evident distress “what if you concentrate in that? what if you take care of yourself and let the rest of us take care of the town?”

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I don’t know how I ended up at Colton's youtube channel and...damn, his covers. HIS VOICE, because the guy wasn’t perfect enough already, of course not, he also can sing, of course.

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paintmybodyxargent:

And here you go, Allison. You wanted him to ask you out and he asked you out. But this didn’t feel like it was real. She was staying in front of him and looking in his eyes without a shadow of a smile now. That was a serious step and the first words to appear on Allison’s mind were Hale and Scott. Derek was a Hale and a combination of Hale and Argent worked out almost never. And Scott was somehow connected to Derek and things between the two weren’t completely over.

But everytime she saw Derek, she couldn’t resist but imagined his hands on her. And could do nothing about it. 

“Okay.” Suddenly she turned shy because Derek was seriously asking her out.

The silence that surrounded them was prolonged and deep, seemed endlessly for a moment. She wanted him to profess those words, it was obvious by her confident body language, daring words and especially her scent, which smelled like a mess, an explosion of emotions led by an unstoppable hunger. But now she was quiet, dangerously quiet, and the predator couldn’t help the way his heart raced by the mere nervousness of the unknown behind the lack of reaction from the female.

But then she finally broke that crushing silence, letting him know that she agreed with the idea. Shyly so, innocent like, absolutely adorable; and, against all odds, Derek Hale smiled. “Tonight? Want me to pick you up by your house?”

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solumlupum:

Visiting. “Cora’s here, too?” He hadn’t seen Cora since their dealings with the Alpha Pack. He’d liked her, they’d gotten along well enough for what little they’d known each other. Blue eyes flicked over to Derek, scanning the man for just a second before looking away. “I work here. I live nearby.” Far enough from Beacon Hills to avoid ever being pulled back into it. He dragged his fingers through brown curls as he returned his gaze to Derek’s, smelling the discomfort. “How have you been?”

“Yeah, soon after you left I traveled to get her back, we are both leaving at Beacon Hills now.” he explained, briefly summarizing the facts and never even mentioning the crushing loneliness that took over his life after Isaac’s departure, which brought him to think about his life, about the people who truly loved him, and it was then when an ache inside his chest demanded to have his sister near, to feel remotely cared by someone. “Oh, I see.” he murmured simply, pretending to stare at some exposition nearby at the museum “I have been fine, you know...the usual, busy with the town.” even when feeling the weight of a pair of turquoise eyes staring directly at him, he kept staring at that anonymous, seemingly dull exposition. “To be honest, I think I should be going soon, I have no idea where Cora is right now.”

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shroudedheart:

                     “Should I be worried about the fact that you talk about me with Malia?” Because that could either mean VERY good thing or really bad things��� Nevertheless, a quick shrug is given when Derek asked for information on Scott and Lydia’s plans. “I think Scott does plan studying veterinary medicine, but we’ve got no news on whether he was accepted yet or not. And Lydia? Lydia is probably planning to take over the WORLD. No. UNIVERSE!”

“I don’t know why you find that surprising, Malia talks about you with pretty much everyone.” he explained quickly, giving a quick shrug of broad shoulders. Stiles’s words were, most of the time, annoying reminders of why the boy was pretty similar to a living and breathing headache, however, that particular time the human managed to rip a small smile from his wild features. “That definitely sounds like her.” he admitted, oddly fond for the banshee, those kids were so impregnated in the crude essence of the town itself that it was almost surreal to see them go and take different paths that year. “Scott being a healer doesn’t surprise me, he lives to helps others, always have.” it was then when his cold, pale eyes raised once more towards the future detective “The town will be fine while you are gone, you know that? The three of you should take that responsibility out of your shoulders. We’ll take care of it.” Derek, Deaton, Noah, Chris, Melissa...the least they could do was protecting the town that those children were fighting to maintain for years, giving up their adolescence for the sake of the innocent civilians they could save.

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Why are teenagers this exhausting, Nephew? I mean... I'm not that old. But one can only take so many near death or complete death experiences.

@lycanincarnatus

“I’m afraid I have bad news for you...teenagers can only get this extenuating when you start to get attached to them.”

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“ they can all just kiss my ass. ”

kissy sentence starters[ @diedforthem ]

“---- wow, do you kiss your father with that mouth, kid?”

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“ kissing burns calories you know. ”

kissy sentence starters[ @justmccallmeangel ]

a pair of entertained green eyes glanced up at the younger wolf after his ridiculous comment, and the predator got up from the floor quickly, after successfully finishing his session of push-ups, to pay attention only to the true alpha who was wearing a cheeky grin over the juvenile, visually pleasant features.“yeah, like two calories per minute.” he replied, slightly out of breath. Derek was shirtless, sweating, and dangerously close to the poor, poor innocent boy “if you want to compare it to what I was doing...we’ll have to do a lot of kissing.”