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âI can feel you staring you know.â
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ofxdianas:
Diana laughed unevenly. âI suppose good samaritan doesnât equal my hero in every scenario.â She gnawed on her lip for a moment before nodding. âMaybe just for a minute?â She wrinkled her nose and tried to smile with more confidence. âIâm sort of hoping someone here might be able to find a solution, but I also donât really want everyone to see, well, everything.â She cleared her throat. âThis is big jump form casual conversation in an elevator.â
âNow that would just bring too much pressure on a good samaritan anyway.â, he attempted at her words with a chuckle of his own. Derek shrugged off his black leather jacket, leaving him to wear blood red henley as he extended the jacket to her, âSo Iâll let you hold onto that until someone here is able to find a solution. And that is only understandable.â. He made a point to pay more attention to her smile instead of the exposed area below her head, âSometimes casual is overrated.â, he cleared his throat, in all means to keep it cool and casual.
unbalancedbanshee:
Lydia shrugged. âAt least itâs you,â she told him, taking another sip of her drink. Lydia had never actually had a real discussion with Derek, and sober Lydia was actually a bit intimidated, but drunk Lydia wasnât so much. And besides, she was bored. âYou donât hear whispers when youâre drunk- at least I donât. Itâs always noises that catch my attention, anyhow. I donât know what part of my brain houses all of that banshee power, but I think two drinks isnât enough to kill it,â Lydia told him. âNo, I see you more as an elf hat guy.â
âAt least itâs me?â, he questioned the meaning behind her words, though he was willing to shrug them off. The two of them had never actually gotten along all that splendidly, maybe because indirectly they had always bet against each other; at least until joining Scottâs pack. âWell letâs hope so, at least. Though, I highly doubt a few drinks would affect in powers like yours. Maybe silent the whispers, but never mute them.â, though he was sure neither of them truly understood the extend of her powers. âThen letâs just go Iâve come here to search elf hats.â.
scootxmccool:
âI could call you sour wolf instead.âÂ
vcmpbarbie:
âYeah because if you originally acted like a normal person then there would be no complaints.â
âThen how am I supposed to act to be qualified as a normal person?â
ldunbcr:
âYeah! like a wingman. I donât know, he called me his flight attendant andâyes. Wingman. Thatâs me.â
âIf âflight attendantâ is the new term teenagers use for wingman, I really can start feeling too old for this party.â
freakwiththeknife:
âWell you definitely have a point there so canât say I disagree. Thatâs a sure fire way to get their attention.â Jo continues to keep a good eye until her attention draws back to the other. âSo, why arenât you out there or are parties arenât your thing?â
âSometimes weâre not all that hard to figure out, most of the time it is pretty simple.â, key notes of sometimes and most of the time, especially because that wasnât exactly his thing. He glanced at the blonde beside him, âI could ask you the same? Letâs just say Iâm more of a buzz kill than a party person.â
ofplaidshirts:
âSounds like it? Whatâs that supposed to mean? No, 4th level.â
âJust that it didnât seem like nothing. 4th floor it is.â
alicestroubles:
âitâs so not.â
âNot an answer I expected. Does that mean I would not be frowned upon if I just took off right now?â
bekahmikxelson:
â Let me guess. The small talk and Christmas carols was what had you running? â
âBecause that is exactly what had you running in the first place? You guessed right. Not Christmas or small talk has ever been in my great interest.â
unbalancedbanshee:
Rolling her eyes at Derekâs stark celibacy with booze, Lydia finished the rest of her own drink before taking the offered one for herself. âSuit yourself,â she shrugged. âI suppose, but Iâm appalled at what little faith you have in me to pick up on âflirtyâ, Derek,â she laughed, a little buzzed. âItâs my thing, after all. Like being vigilant is yours, I guess. So what brings you to a Caroline Forbes party, really? Donât try to sell me on the whole danger thing.â
âMhm.â, Derek watched as the redhead was ever so determined to enjoy of the party in just the way most teenagers and young adults ever did; by getting buzzed. âI guess Iâm the âbetter safe than sorryâ type of guy.â, he  mused, âBesides, how good are you even in picking up on the âflirtyâ when you are buzz drunk?â. Maybe she was getting better at reading on her powers, but he bet her little buzz wouldnât help her with figuring out on all of the flirty signs. âWell, Iâm not here for the food or the booze. And definitely not for the santa hats.â, he entertained.
unbalancedbanshee:
âWell, I havenât heard anything, and there doesnât seem to be an abundance of freshman here, so just enjoy yourself,â Lydia shrugged, handing Derek a drink. âYou would certainly ruin the party by subverting a death- Beacon Falls just wouldnât be as flirty without danger.â
âFor better or worse, it is probably better if I stay sober.â, he shook his head at the offer, âAnd even if you havenât heard anything, doesnât mean nothing flirty wonât happen in this party. Beacon Falls track record and all.â
freakwiththeknife:
âCan they be anymore barbaric?â Jo, speaking from a few feet away while her head couldnât turn away from the group of grown men stuffing their face with food.
âTruthfully? Probably not. Itâs the feast that brings out the primitive behavior of most men.â, though Derek wasnât exactly one to be all over it. He was watching, too.
bekahmikxelson:
â Iâm not hiding. The Christmas carols were just giving me a headache. â
âNow as much as Iâd like to accuse you for hiding, I canât. Because I totally am hiding.â
ofxdianas:
Diana looked down at the broken clasp on her dress. If Faye or Melissa had been within sight, she likely would have had deja vu. With her mouth parted, she quickly bunched the fabric up in her hand. She looked up with wide eyes. âOh my god,â She muttered under her breath as she made eye contact with someone. She smiled sheepishly. âYou donât have a safety pin on you, do you?â
For a moment Derek felt like scene was exactly like one of those sitcom moments in a poor comedy series. The werewolf wasnât blind, and he wasnât a man; his expression flattening from its normal compose for a split of a second. He cleared his throat and definitely met the eyes of the woman he could recall meeting before. âUnfortunately youâre not in luck with me this time.â, but he was trying to think on a spot, âDo you... Want to borrow my jacket?â.