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blaidd-mawrdrwg:

Peter’s eyes closed, and he lifted his head, instantly responding to the girl above him. His arms wrapped snugly around her, warm fingers sliding up and down her back. A smile teased at his lips, pressed to Allison’s, and he nodded. “Two days is more than enough.” He agreed. “We’ll be on our way soon, sweetheart.” The swelling in his heart whenever he looked at Allison was a feeling he had never experienced before, not since he’d been a teenager, and it certainly hadn’t been a feeling he had ever expected to have for an Argent, given his past with them. To be honest, he had never expected Allison to ever look at him the way she did, not with how things had gone down with her aunt. He wasn’t sure what he’d done, how they’d collided, but he would do it again a million times to have this beautiful, strong girl in his arms. Tucking Allison against him, he rolled slightly, drawing her beneath him and pressing her gently to the grass.

Two days; that’s all she needed to tell her few friends that she was going to take some time off before college. Lydia would understand. Her best friend didn’t exactly like the fact that she was with Peter but she understood it. Besides, Allison happened to be the only person who knew that Lydia was taking a few years off before college to track down Jackson. Her redheaded best friend felt that she had unfinished business with the werewolf in London. And who knows, maybe Allison would get to see her in her travels with Peter. 

A slightly giggle escaped her lips as Peter reversed their positions, pressing against her lightly as he continued to kiss her. She could get used to the little moments like this with him; moments stolen when the two of them were avoiding the rest of the world. She kissed him harder, hands sliding underneath the back of the wolf’s shirt the roam the expanse of muscle beneath her finger tips as she wrapped her legs around him to pull him closer to her.  

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A low chuckle escaped Peter’s throat, and his hands shifted, sliding to her hips and smoothing his thumbs over the scant amount of skin that was bared to him. Allison’s exuberance was delightful to him, refreshing, a balm to his soul that she would be so eager to share in something so intimate with him. He wouldn’t dare move any farther without her permission - the last thing he wanted to do was to push her toward something that she might not be ready for with him, not yet. Coaxing her mouth open, his kiss became more ardent, heavier, desperate, and he pressed her to the ground, his hips rotating gently against the warm center of her lithe body unconsciously.

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blaidd-mawrdrwg:

Peter grinned, feeling his own excitement grow in light of hers. Squeezing his hands gently around hers, he tugged her down against him and readjusted his grip on her hands until he could kiss her palms. “We can go whenever you want, whether it’s tonight, tomorrow or a week from now. I’m pleased just knowing you’re so willing to go with me.” He slipped his hand out of hers and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her snugly against his chest. Her presence soothed something inside of him, made him feel calm and warm and weirdly happy in a way he hadn’t been since before his coma. There were a million words he wanted to say, words that sat on the tip of his tongue, but he was perfectly content now just to lay here and hold her.

“Two days? Time enough to make a solid travel plan and tell everyone?” It was weird with the history between the Argent’s and the Hale’s that Allison and Peter had gotten along at all, let alone become as close as they were. It was moments like this, when it was just the two of them, that she could see his walls come down and she could taste the word love on the back of her tongue. But she refused to say it. Not yet. There were so many things she wanted to experience with him and she was too scared that if told him how she felt it would change everything. She knew first hand that the male species ran at the first sign of commitment (thanks to Scott and Isaac) and he meant more to her than she wanted to risk. She relaxed against him, letting him pull her close to him, her arms rest on either side of his head as her fingers snaked into his hair and she couldn’t resist the urge to bend down and capture his lips. 

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Peter’s eyes closed, and he lifted his head, instantly responding to the girl above him. His arms wrapped snugly around her, warm fingers sliding up and down her back. A smile teased at his lips, pressed to Allison’s, and he nodded. “Two days is more than enough.” He agreed. “We’ll be on our way soon, sweetheart.” The swelling in his heart whenever he looked at Allison was a feeling he had never experienced before, not since he’d been a teenager, and it certainly hadn’t been a feeling he had ever expected to have for an Argent, given his past with them. To be honest, he had never expected Allison to ever look at him the way she did, not with how things had gone down with her aunt. He wasn’t sure what he’d done, how they’d collided, but he would do it again a million times to have this beautiful, strong girl in his arms. Tucking Allison against him, he rolled slightly, drawing her beneath him and pressing her gently to the grass.

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[dara-narida]

Holland Roden By Courtney Dailey 

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blaidd-mawrdrwg:

Peter huffed a little at the repositioning, but he smiled the entire time and waited patiently for her to be comfortable, winding his arms around her waist when she was settled. Holding her close, he rested his chin gently against the top of her head and said, “For all that I’ve made noise about it, I’ve never actually been to the United Kingdom. Scotland, Wales… Never even Ireland.” He glanced down at her with a grin. “Maybe we could even go see Stonehenge.” He had been all over the world - to a degree - but something in him had never felt comfortable going to the countries that his family had descended from. But he would go, now, with Allison - with this incredibly special, beautiful girl who had managed to demolish his walls simply by being herself. He would go anywhere she asked him to.

Stonehenge was definitely somewhere she wanted to go; and the fact that he had never been then before only made it that much more exciting for her. She smiled as she moved to sit up and crawled over him until she was straddling him and was able to take both her hands in hers. She brought them each, one at a time, to her lips and kissed them. ❝Ireland. Stonehenge. And then maybe Italy.❞ It was kind of crazy how happy he made her and didn’t think she’d every be able to tell him how he made her feel, not accurately anyway. ❝We could leave tomorrow? Or even tonight!❞ 

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Peter grinned, feeling his own excitement grow in light of hers. Squeezing his hands gently around hers, he tugged her down against him and readjusted his grip on her hands until he could kiss her palms. “We can go whenever you want, whether it’s tonight, tomorrow or a week from now. I’m pleased just knowing you’re so willing to go with me.” He slipped his hand out of hers and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her snugly against his chest. Her presence soothed something inside of him, made him feel calm and warm and weirdly happy in a way he hadn’t been since before his coma. There were a million words he wanted to say, words that sat on the tip of his tongue, but he was perfectly content now just to lay here and hold her.

[stilinskidailly]

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

Have you ever wanted to write a post to let people know what’s going on in your life, and you get halfway through the post before you scrap it, because in the back of your mind, you’re thinking, “Who’s actually going to care?”?

[wolveswolves]

Incredibly close footage of Oregon wolf pack 

September 2015 - This video is likely the first known footage of an Oregon wolf pack, and it’s no ordinary clip. 

Steve West, of Steve’s Outdoor Adventures, knew he had captured something special when he brought 9-year-old Emma on a youth cow elk hunt in Oregon.

His group encountered an Oregon wolf pack, which scared away the elk and then moved in to do the same to the human hunters. Watch this clip, and imagine being there.

[poseysfingers]

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

poseysfingers:

@ReallyCody My campaign is officially up. Help me raise money to fight breast cancer and give back! http://Represent.com/CodyChristian pic.twitter.com/gsZfGTIWu8 [twitter]

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

I feel like I did something wrong.

[animentality]

reblog if you're an asshole

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

I guess asking for questions would help if I being followed by more than fifteen people.

And if, you know, half of those fifteen weren’t also blogs that I own.

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

Someone drop Peter some questions pleeeeeeasse

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

What does your URL mean?

It means, quite literally “big bad wolf” in Welsh.

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[the-raekening-blog]

// I’m still a wreck from last night. I’m going to try crawling back into bed.

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

[quote]i don't know why i think it's so good to write angst[/quote]

// because emotions and stuff? right? :(

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blaidd-mawrdrwg:

Peter smiled at her softly, his other hand coming up to brush the dark locks of her hair off of her forehead. He was silent for a moment as he thought, and then said, “Egypt, I think. Egypt first. I’d take you to see the pyramids. The Sphinx, Philae and Luxor.” His lips twitched. “The real Luxor, not the one in Las Vegas. I think you’d love it.” He leaned his head on his hand, and the one he had entwined with Allison’s settled on his waist as he shuffled closer to her. “And then I’d take you to… China, maybe. I think you’d enjoy seeing the Great Wall up close.”

All those places sound wonderful; places that everyone had on their bucket lists. And normally Allison would jump at the chance to see any one of those places in person and especially if she got to share it with him. But it sounded like he’d already been to those countries and even though they were places she wanted to go, so also wanted to experience them for the first time with Peter.  ❝But where have you never gone before? I wanna get lost in a city were neither of us speak the langue and the street signs are all backwards to us. Where we have to bike around the count side.❞ She untangled her fingers from his only to give him a slight push so she could get him to lay back down and moved until she was laying half on him and half on the grass, her hands folded under her chin on his chest. 

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

Peter huffed a little at the repositioning, but he smiled the entire time and waited patiently for her to be comfortable, winding his arms around her waist when she was settled. Holding her close, he rested his chin gently against the top of her head and said, "For all that I've made noise about it, I've never actually been to the United Kingdom. Scotland, Wales... Never even Ireland." He glanced down at her with a grin. "Maybe we could even go see Stonehenge." He had been all over the world - to a degree - but something in him had never felt comfortable going to the countries that his family had descended from. But he would go, now, with Allison - with this incredibly special, beautiful girl who had managed to demolish his walls simply by being herself. He would go anywhere she asked him to.

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blaidd-mawrdrwg:

Peter turned his head toward her, and then mirrored her position. He thought silently for a moment before he gave voice to what he was thinking. He reached out to lightly run his fingers over hers. “That depends. What would you be open to seeing?” He asked, then quirked his lips up in a sardonic grin. “I could show you the world, if you like.”

She watched as his fingers caressed hers and the butterflies started in her stomach. If someone had told her that she’d feel this way about Peter Hale she probably would shot them with her arrow. But here she was, falling for the one wolf she probably shouldn’t but then again no one knew him like she did. ❝ The world huh? Where would you start first? ❞ She threaded her fingers with his, scooting a little closer to him.

[blaidd-mawrdrwg]

Peter smiled at her softly, his other hand coming up to brush the dark locks of her hair off of her forehead. He was silent for a moment as he thought, and then said, “Egypt, I think. Egypt first. I’d take you to see the pyramids. The Sphinx, Philae and Luxor.” His lips twitched. “The real Luxor, not the one in Las Vegas. I think you’d love it.” He leaned his head on his hand, and the one he had entwined with Allison’s settled on his waist as he shuffled closer to her. “And then I’d take you to... China, maybe. I think you’d enjoy seeing the Great Wall up close.”