things we lost in the fire

So I bare my skin, And I count my sins, And I close my eyes, And I take it in, I’m bleeding out I’m bleeding out for you, for you.

[iridescent-witch-deactivated201]

“It’s because you don’t smile sweets, but we should be calling you grumpy pup.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“Dog joke. Very original. And I do smile, sometimes.”

[smccallarchive-blog-blog-blog]

“Maybe because you have a permanent frown.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“It’s not permanent, Scott. I’m fully capable of smiling.”

[notfrommichigan]

“I believe it would be that face you’re making, though I’ve rarely seen ‘Grumpy Cat’ not really my interest.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“What face? I’m not making any sorta face— this is just the way my face looks.” 

[clawsnfangs-blog]

talbxts:

“Not my party, man. I was just invited. Loosen up, yeah? You look like you could use it. —And why would someone throw a party at your place without telling you? Sounds like you could use better friends.”

“Loosen up? Do I look like someone who needs to loosen up to you? It may not be your party but you seem to be enjoying it along with the ear-bleeding music I’ve been watching you dance to. Yeah well, they’re not exactly my friends by choice. I’m kinda stuck with them, they’re like a bunch of annoying pests who won’t leave me alone.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

mcsonsiidekicks:

          ‘  huh what? sorry you were saying? ’ 

             ( mason lifted his eyes, having been momentarily              distracted by the mythological book he was reading. )

          ‘  i was saying, you need to stop asking so many questions. just because you know about werewolves now, doesn’t mean you have to know everything. just keep your mouth shut, or i’ll duct tape it shut for ya. ’ 

             ( with a frown plastered to his face, he shook his head              at the teenage boy, who hadn’t shut up about mythological creatures all day. )

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“Can someone please explain to me why I keep getting told I look like this thing called a ‘Grumpy Cat’?

[hotarunohono-archived-deactivat]

The worst thing is that                                       they aren’t even nightmares                                                                                           they’re memories.

[clawsnfangs-blog]

x

[clawsnfangs-blog]

Text | Derek

Scott: Of course I'm defending her. She's my mother, even if she doesn't always make the right choices. For instance... Her taste in men has always been shit. She has a tendency to go for bad boys and the sad thing is, Stilinski is practically perfect for her, assuming he's not an abusive drunk. Stiles hasn't complained about it yet, so... Last thing I want is another Isaac situation. Not to mention, as far as I know, Stilinski isn't an escapee or wanted dead. And he'd take care of her. Intimacy might not be there by it's a damned straight better than Peter Pettigrew. Rat bastard.

Scott: Dude, seriously, I was about to tell you to stfu and get outta here with that shit. Peter didn't hijack your phone, did he?

Scott: Stiles says a lot of things, doesn't make him right.

Scott: It only takes one round to get a bun in the oven. Earth to Derek... We're talking about the same woman, right? Unless I throw a tantrum, she won't change her mind and with this new threat, I doubt she'd change her mind, even if I did throw a tantrum.

Scott: Hit the fucker over the head with a brick.

Scott: On a lighter note, care to volunteer for a sexcapade?

Derek: If you're that dead set on her being with Stilinski then why haven't you and Stiles come up with some master plan to get the two of them together? You two are practically brothers already, might as well make it official.

Derek: Peter doesn't know my password and he will never know it. Never.

Derek: ....He has been right about a lot of things. Even when we both doubted him. Maybe I should try jokes? Or those...smiley face things.

Derek: Maybe we'll get lucky and Peter will just lose interest. He tends to do so rather easily. No offense to your mother.

Derek: The brick would break but he would be perfectly fine. He's a werewolf, Scott. BRICKS WON'T DO ANYTHING.

Derek: I don't think I could possibly have any interest in volunteering for such a thing

[mcltimuse]

“Grandpa, I came off the plane 12 hours ago. I have barely talked to anyone yet and I didn’t even know this place existed - much less that it belonged to you. If you’re going to point your claw at someone, my guess would be Stilinski. Or Lydia, but I’d much rather see you attack the spaz instead of my ex.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“There’s a such thing as text message and social media, you could’ve easily discussed it with them over that. You’ve gotta admit, it’s awfully suspicious that this all took place within 12 hours of you returning to Beacon Hills. I wouldn’t put it past either of them, but for some reason Stilinski has made himself awfully hard to find. Maybe it was him after all. You haven’t seen him around here, have you? I’m sure he was just overjoyed to see your face again.”

[wailingred]

“But there was that one time— op, no never mind. That was just more assassins trying to kill them. They were basically drunk on the music remember? Maybe we could get that guy in? Maybe he’d make your face look remotely happy. Do you just have a ‘murderers lets fuck’ sign above your door I don’t know about or? Have to say, your best yet was Jennifer. She was a real keeper.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“Are you trying to say I don’t look happy right now, Lydia? Because this is the happiest I’ve been in years, I just love it when a bunch of teenagers take over my place and throw a party with out my permission. Oh yeah, the sign’s in invisible ink that only murderers can read, guess that means I can trust you after all, since you haven’t been able to read it yet. I prefer to pretend the whole Jennifer thing never happened, so if you could all just stop mentioning her name that would be great.”

[scarlett-london-deactivated2015]

“Sounds like a plan. Maybe invest in boat so you can fish for your food.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“I’m not exactly a fisherman, nor do I like fish. I’d just hunt for my food, like your typical predator.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

Text | Derek

Scott: No, she wants to defend herself and help us fight. She hates being reliant on us to protect her.

Scott: He was literally like, "I'm not strong enough to stay away from her." I just... No. No offense but I hate Peter, if that wasn't obvious already.

Scott: Stilinski is in the friend zone. I swear, they've never done anything particularly thrilling, unless you count hugging.

Scott: My mom wants to get with the guy that bit me and made my life hell. Peter wants to steal my alpha status or some shit... Idk how anything works anymore.

Scott: Lydia and Cora jumped in my shit and I sort of jumped in Peter's. It's a shit jumping contest, jfc.

Scott: But pls send help. I rly don't want siblings... Or Peter as my stepfather, for that matter.

Derek: Sounds like you're defending her case. Maybe you actually do want to turn her...either way, it's up to you in the end.

Derek: I thought you loved Peter, he'd make the perfect father figure for you, wouldn't he?

Derek: That was sarcasm by the way. Thought I'd try it out on you. Stiles is always complaining that my texts are too serious.

Derek: I think you're being a bit dramatic, Scott. They're not going to get married and have kids on the first date. There's still time to talk some sense into your mother.

Derek: There's really nothing I can do to help you. Sure, he's my uncle. But he doesn't exactly listen to what I have to say, in case that wasn't obvious.

[mcltimuse]

“Dude.. I’m just a civilian here. Go and flash your handy little eyes and fangs to someone else. For example - McCall.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“Don’t play the innocent card, Jackson. Believe it or not, I can hear your heart beat perfectly fine despite the ringing in my ears from this obnoxious music. You were involved in the planning of this in one way or another. Who knows – maybe you were even the one to suggest the idea of a party in the first place.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

scarlett-london:

“I suggest you move to an, island. Peace and quiet doesn’t exist outside of there.”

“Thanks for the suggestion  – y’know, maybe I’ll actually take do that, move far away from beacon hills and live on an island all by myself, far away from anything and everything that’s trying to kill me.”

[wailingred]

“Derek! Come on, loosen up! Have fun. One night wont kill you or your, ‘I don’t give a damn rep’. Just have a few drinks, find a pretty girl – who isn’t a murderer – and grind up on her. As you put it.”

[clawsnfangs-blog]

“Maybe if I was actually capable of getting drunk I’d enjoy this chaos of yours, but there’s just one itty bitty problem here, liquor doesn’t affect werewolves whatsoever. I think we’d all be much safer if I stayed away from women forever – I don’t exactly have the best rep when it comes to my love life.” 

[clawsnfangs-blog]

Text | Derek

Scott: 911. SOS. Whatever.

Scott: Your uncle has the hots for my mom and I'm pretty sure it's reciprocated.

Scott: Oh, and my mom wants me to bite her.

Scott: Send help.

Derek: ... I should have ignored this text I regret even reading it

Derek: That explains why he's been dressing so weird lately and actually going out during the day

Derek: Please tell me this is not some twisted love affair where she wants you to bite her so she can be with Peter forever n ever n they can be happy werewolves together

Derek: I think I just made myself sick with that last text

Derek: Maybe we just need to find your mom a new, human, boyfriend

Derek: I suggest Sheriff Stilinski