It hurts my pride to tell you how I feel, but I still need to
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It hurts my pride to tell you how I feel, but I still need to
we could live forever and suffer
die as one
together as lovers
"I’m always ironic. It’s a disability of sorts.”
— Ingmar Bergman, From the Life of the Marionettes
Derek Hale ◕‿◕✿
Derek -cute nose twitching- Hale II (this time + the bunny teeth)
derek hale: a summary
"Our mark of vendetta."
{ please read }
so basically i think im putting derek on semi-hiatus. i haven't been very active lately and my muse for him as been dwindling and, it's not anyone in particular's fault, i just really don't feel wanted around here. like, im sure nobody will even notice this post or that im gone and that feeling is really disheartening when you care about a character so much and are confident in the way you play them.. it's nobody's fault, it's just my own feelings of being out of place as always. i'm not deactivating this blog or turning it into an archive or anything, and if anyone ( im not really expecting anything here ) actually really does want to plot with my derek you can always reach me on my stiles blog and we can plot and i will gladly get back on here for that–– hopefully somebody will because otherwise i might only keep this blog alive thread wise with one of my paragraph rps with a friend i know outside of tumblr, but id really like to do others, im just not gonna be posting a bunch of opens for people to not reply to anymore or stressing myself out trying to reply to things. my derek muse is weak right now and my stiles muse is at an all time high so if anyone wants to continue to rp with me, stiles is where it's at. im really gonna miss this blog for the time being but hopefully i'll come back soon and not many of you will unfollow,, im really close to 200 so it's sad that im going on hiatus right now. i've got a queue set up for the next 2 weeks or so and im hoping that'll be enough time for me to either regain some of my muse or reply / plot new threads to those few ones im still interested in / you guys would still be interested in doing with me.
i hope this wasn't too mopey!! im sad but with having lost my muse, having an actually active stiles blog, doing school, and having just recently got a job, i don't really have the time or energy to try and force myself to do replies on here and frankly it isn't worth it to stress myself out when im really just not feelin it and seemingly neither are any of you guys––
message me on my stiles blog ( aconiteveins ––linked above too ) !! hope to be back here soon!!!
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❝ i don’t think i will ever get over how creepy it is that you guys can SMELL what i’m feeling. talk about a total lack of privacy. ❞ he pauses, eyes narrowing towards derek. ❝ can’t you just pretend i’m not lying? let me live in my little world of delusion and repressed feelings a little longer? that’d be awesome. ❞
❝ No. Bottling up your feelings is bad for your health. ❞ the hint of a smile that shows through his scolding tone gives away how hypocritical he knows he's being, ❝ You don't have to talk to me about it, I'd seriously prefer you don't, but talk to someone–– Scott, your dad, I don't care. Just quit with your emotionally constipated bullshit because it's gonna land you in a psych ward, for real this time. ❞
A silver bullet?! No, you idiot.
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❝ i don’t think anyone’s one hundred percent of anything. ❞ he seems a little too satisfied by his reference. ❝ but nope. i am good. i am great, actually. ❞
❝ I can literally smell the anxiety radiating off of you. Not to mention your heart beat faltered. Haven't you learned to stop trying to lie to werewolves yet? ❞