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BLOG UPDATE !

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andermuunoz

#&. ❪ visage ❫ ⎯⎯ his hands trembled with whispers of tomorrow.

herclaws.

EYES FALL OVER DARK HUES , nose ever - so scrunched with concentration . fingers ball into and out of fists but she is otherwise still , her chest hardly rising nor falling with her steady breath . “ i still can’t hear anything . ”

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GAZE MIRRORED HER OWN, EYES AMBER IN HUE glistening the closer he regarded her. It was as if despite the strength he exuded for her sake, Stiles couldn’t suppress the reeling clemency that traveled into his hands when touching her. ❛ Hey, hey, Malia? Come on, focus on me ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ focus on the sound of my voice, ❜ thumbs dragged along her shoulders soothingly, frame shuffling increments closer until he all but towered over her despite the sustained crouch. ❛ You’re strong, okay? You can do this ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ I know you can. ❜

#v. ⎯⎯ ❛ there's no place like home. ❜#herclaws #icb i'm crying in the club #DAISY

guiltlxss.

❛ don’t know . he keeps it locked n’has the key on his keychain. i don’t care though. every time i look at it m-my heart drops for some reason . ❜ a gentle sigh is given, shoulders lifting in a lazy shrug. ❛ where d’you w-wanna go…. ? ❜ the youth inquires, pouty lips forming a tender, almost excited smile .

YEAH, WELL THAT DEFINITELY WASN’T SURPRISING in the least! Of course, Peter Hale would keep a key to a clandestine bedroom on a freakin’ keychain. Next thing you know, it’ll be hung around his neck, too. ❛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ so, you’re saying it reminds you of... something? What does it feel like? I mean, I know not great, I gathered that much, but does it feel like deja vu? ❜ Honey-tinged hues tapered in blind consideration, brows relatively knitting soon after. Something significant before the fire, perhaps. ❛ Stop trying to go in there then, save yourself the heartache, dude, ❜ I’ll take care of trying to outwit the elder Hale. ❛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ I know a place. It’s actually, ah, close to the high school. They have the best curly fries! And milkshakes. ❜

#v. ⎯⎯ ❛ to return what once was. ❜ priv. guiltlxss.#guiltlxss #MAPLE SYRUP ILU AND IMY

pcrfectdaughter.

COMFORTING WORDS, made the cooper at least crack the smallest smile, when she just let him hold her, close yet not too close either . just enough to be in each other’s comfort. ❛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ everyone, just everyone seems to expect me to be PICTURE PERFECT. and i don’t know , who to run to . i just, need to breath. ❜

IT’D BEEN A WHILE SINCE HE’D ALLOWED HIMSELF to feel so ardently for another, it’d been far too much time since he’d granted such privilege to a heart that spent year upon year guarding itself against the pangs of all things supernatural. But, Betty was entirely dissimilar; Betty was unsullied to the ball and chain he dragged from Beacon Hills. A hand hesitantly ascended to curl around a lithe elbow, the other slipping into the comfort of denim pockets. Keep your distance, Stiles. ❛ Well, then you know what, Betty? They’re out of their freakin’ minds, okay? Because you shouldn’t have to be perfect for anyone! ‘And you definitely don’t have to be perfect for me... I mean, it’s not something you have to aim for because ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❜ gaze relatively dipping to catch a glance of her own, corners of parted lips tugged skyward in reassurance. ❛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ because you’re amazing without even trying. ❜

#v. ⎯⎯ ❛ don't let the serpent's see what you're up to kid. ❜#pcrfectdaughter #cries about them #this got longer i'm sorr y

scorchedpast.

Expression twists to a grimace as he even dares to think about dressing up. He’s not doing it. Viridescent hues look over the other’s form sitting atop the table before he shifts to stretch out along the couch, head turning to face him. ‘ I’m a werewolf. I can go like this. ’ Hands raise to motion towards his own body, before they settle on his stomach. Halloween was one of his favorite holidays though. People were either superstitious and scared or dressing up in ridiculous costume. He just didn’t see the point in dressing up himself. The only thing he really liked was scaring the hell out of neighborhood kids and the candy. Candy was probably the best part, but he could buy that at the store whenever he wanted.

CHESTNUT HUES INTUITIVELY NARROWED UPON Derek’s all but anticipated rejoinder, soon to be flailing hands settling to clasp between spread legs whilst he leaned forward. ❛ Uh, no, you can’t, Der, because right now? Yeah, right now what you look like is a really grumpy man who’d rather be brooding in the comfort of his own bed than celebrating Halloween with his boyfriend and friends. You can’t be a werewolf and go as a werewolf ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ what? No, there has to be a rule against that, ❜ there are times when Stiles doesn’t as little as heed the fact that he’d just gone off on a painfully prolonged tangent. However, if there was any other who’d be accustomed to sitting through them, well... well, it was Derek. Digits unfolding to mindlessly reach forth, Stiles’ hand settled restlessly against the side of the other’s knee, fingertips providing an attention-arresting tap. ❛ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ god, okay, fine, but you know if you go as a werewolf, your fangs will have to be the most prominent aspect of your costume, right? ❜

#v. ⎯⎯ ❛ he's what you call home ❜ priv. scorchedpast.#scorchedpast #hi rina #😚😚😚