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Christmas Hiatus!

I’ll be out of town from December 16 to December 22! And I work on December 23 so I don’t know if I’ll be around to wish you all a Merry Christmas - so I will do it now!

MERRY CHRISTMAS from Derek & me and a Happy New Year <33

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Semi Hiatus

I apologize for the absence again, work & college are crazy and taking up all my energy!! I’ll be back to write replies asap. Sorry & thank you <3

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daniel-sharman

derek hale being a cocky lil’ shit. (｡♥‿♥｡)

#( musing. )#( face. )

mieczyslawr-deactivated20171113

independent && selective MIECZYSLAW ‘ STILES ‘ STILINSKI.

#( promo. )#<3333 #so much yes #a+++

❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

five senses meme

“I can’t tell if you’re trying to seduce me or get me to eat whatever it is you’ve cooked for dinner. If it’s the latter I’m going to have to pass. It smells like burned marshmallows.”

#( ic asks. )#( meme reply. )#mieczyslawr

vaememes

THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .

some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.

01 : TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞

02 : TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03 : SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04 : SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

❝ i could hear screams … ❞

❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05 : SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

❝ are you smelling me? ❞

❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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tyler-hoechlin

He doesn’t care about the others. He wants you.

#( musing. )#( face. )

mieczyslawr:

@allhalebrokeloose / DEREK.

it felt like stiles had been tracking this guy all day , suspected of murder the suspect was believed to be armed && dangerous which was why stiles had been told to take it slow. keep him on his radar but don’t strike until he knows for sure it’s safe to do so.

the only problem with that , is stiles has no patience && was running out of it far too quickly. he was about ready to strike , gun drawn and ready to shoot if needed until another male came into his view , tall , built and incredibly fast on his feet.

“ i think i’m gonna need back up down here , he’s no longer alone. “ the agent called in before following after the dark haired male that had joined them.

as he turned the corner , the scene wasn’t what he had been expecting. his suspect was being held down , pinned to the floor beneath the large body of the man stiles had followed. with his gun held at arms length , he finally let his presence be known.

“ don’t move , FBI. “ he called out , a few slow and precise steps taken to get himself only slightly closer. “ hands in the air where i can see them and turn around , slowly. “

Finally. After weeks of searching and hiding Derek had found the guy he was after, the only lead he had in all this insanity. He had come close before but missed his chance - and he wouldn’t let that happen again tonight. Time was running out and the chance of him being the one who ended up dead or imprisoned was rising every day. Not for the first time Derek wondered if he would ever be granted a little bit of peace in this life, or if he’d forever be on someone’s hit list, until some lucky bastard finally got the better of him. His track record wasn’t offering a very optimistic outlook.

His claws dug into the man’s shoulders, causing him to groan in pain as he held him down. “Who are you?” he hissed, aware that he had to speed up this interrogation if he wanted to gain any kind of useful information from it before they were interrupted. He didn’t have the time to stop and look but he was aware of someone following them, assuming that it was either police or someone allied with his captive. Either way they were hardly there to help him. “Who do you work for?” Derek tried again, his eyes flaring up in an icy blue. He only got more groans in response, frustration rising in his chest.

Before he could speak again a voice broke the silence, echoing from the naked walls eerily. FBI, fantastic. Somewhere in the back of his mind Derek registered something familiar about the voice, but he didn’t have the calm to figure it out. Nonetheless it distracted him long enough to get a knee into his stomach and within a split second he found himself in a tussle with the man beneath him, who suddenly seemed to have regained his strength to fight back. A low growl escaped him and his claws drew a long line of red gashes on the man’s chest. The howl of pain he drew from him gave him a grim sort of satisfaction.

Derek had just landed a good right hook when a shot echoed from the walls and caused them both to flinch and cower. It seemed the FBI shot first and asked questions later. Then again, as far as Derek could tell neither of them had been hit. He had waited too long before - his first mistake. The second one was to turn and look at the agent standing at the end of the hall. One look was enough to bring back the odd sense of familiarity he had felt when he’d heard him yell and for a second he was stunned with utter surprise. “Stiles..?”

He turned his head back but it was too late. Something sharp dug into his side, causing him to double over and choke out a strangled noise. A knife? His jaw made contact with the man’s fist and Derek tumbled backwards, hitting the hard ground, unable to hold himself up. The two or three seconds it took him to gather himself were enough for the man to take off and run away. Derek cursed under his breath and shot up to his legs, attempting to run after him when the pain in his side came back with full force. He double over once more and looked down. It was a buck knife - and it was still buried in his stomach, just below his ribs.

#mieczyslawr #c: mieczyslawr #v: wanted dead or alive

Derek: Are you saying you like me, or not?

Stiles: Are YOU saying you like ME, or not?

Derek: I’m saying I like you!

Stiles: Well, then I’m saying I like YOU!

Derek: Fine!

Stiles: FINE! Then I guess we’re dating!

Derek: FINE!

Stiles: FINE!

#( crack. )#( sterek. )#lmao

aregelle

Sorry, but I can’t let you walk out with this. It’s way above the legal voltage limit.

#( musing. )#( face. )#( argent. )#ahahha #never forget #derek's look gives me life

c0ffeebee

Stiles becomes a werewolf and his eyes… well after all that stuff with nogitsune they’re not like he expected them to be. Lucky for him Derek knows exactly what to say to make him feel better. russian version

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