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Kait / 18 / Australia / infp / slytherin fictional characters & professional wrestling (✿ ♥‿♥) wwe blog. / prev. baellemys

[maliasclaw-blog]

sorry about all the inactivity lmao

but i’ve lost interest in this side of tumblr since the shows i watch have gone on hiatus/break 

if anyone is ever looking for me i am always reachable HERE!!

[ororomunroe-archive]

[maliasclaw-blog]

BEALLEMYS IS NOW MALIASCLAW

[teen-wolf-archive]

[blackcanarys-movedblogs-deactiv]

(teen wolf meme) one/three colours: yellow

[mommabearclarke]

Bellamy Blake Appreciation Week

Day 3 // Appearance 

[silveragrent]

are you allison argent af?

[maliasclaw-blog]

GUYS! VOTE HERE FOR MY NEW URL!

[lesliebensgone-blog]

I’m going to keep going until I succeed- or die. Don’t think I don’t know how this might end. I’ve known it for years.

[leave-me-hypnotized-love]

Let her be everything, because she is everything. (insp.)

[interconnectedspiral]

it’s not easy being in charge is it?

[paigeknght]

“ oh my god ”

[alyciadebnamcareys]

I will never forget the harsh lessons in my life. They made me stronger. [insp]

[hirmione]

“The world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters. We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.”

[okayodysseus]

Modern Mythology: Witches

“When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, or in rain?” Modern witches with the dirt from the graves they have dug under their nails and with something of ichor in their veins, for how else is their to explain the way her eyes burn, and once you grow close to them, it can no longer be told if their light is of the stars or a pyre. One taste of their poison and you’ll feel that it belongs no where else but your veins. They don shadows as comfortably as their own skin and greet the darkness with a kiss, but it is the darkness that presses prayers on their lips. The blood that stains the lines of their palms can give life or death, collapse all you have known with the turn of their lips, monsters have awoken at their feet and others found their graves. They can make each touch create a scar, for all that matters are the women beside them, who can understand the ashes in the others bones and the quiet wildfires under their skin. There is only decay and beating hearts and flames.

[dean-thomas]

[maliasclaw-blog]

Fave character: *Confirmed dead*

Me: Haha show me their corpse and then I'll believe it

Writers: It's right there

Writers: They're dead

Writers: Never coming back

Me: Nah they're fine