#bravelittlestiles

[darkflowed-blog]

@bravelittlestiles 💛’d for a starter!

     Her lungs are on fire as she coughs, chest heaving and mercilessly rejecting every breath Ellie tries to take in. “FUCK.” is the first thing she says, when she’s expelled enough water to actually verbalize what she’s been thinking for the past five minutes. She expects to see Joel, when she looks up. She doesn’t. Ellie is scrambling backwards, without even glancing over her shoulder, fingers searching for a switchblade that’d fallen out of her pocket somewhere in the water. “Who the fuck are you?”

[moonsunandme]

@bravelittlestiles gets some clem!!

     He reminded her of Ben. It took a moment for Clementine to realize that. If she squinted, she was sure she wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart. ( Maybe even if she didn’t. It’d been a long time since he’d crossed her mind. ) He was alone. Maybe he needed a friend, like Ben did, when he came to the motel. That must have been why she didn’t automatically turn and run. His familiarity had prodded at a part of her that had been untouched, for a while. A part of her that was still a kid.  “... are you looking for someone?”

[frenchones]

bravelittlestiles replied to your post:malia and stiles are having a pillow fight!...

im crying i have malia and stiles in sims 4

i'm gonna make them HAVE BABIES. they're just boyfriend and girlfriend right now, though

[moonsunandme]

@bravelittlestiles liked for dong!!

Inwardly, Dong cringed when he realized that there was only a single car in the driveway of the home he’d been sent to deliver to. The bags of food were nothing to shrug at, filled to the brim with take-out containers. He’d be surprised if whoever had ordered them didn’t pretend they were having a party. When one of his skinniest classmates answered the knock on the door, though, his eyebrows shot toward his hairline. He’d seen him at lunch and tried to gauge if he’d be able to eat it all. “Is this all for you?”

[gwenuinelyarchive]

              @bravelittlestiles

[liberatress]

I guess you can derelick my balls, cap-e-tan.

i can derelick my own balls, thank u very much

[frenchones]

@bravelittlestiles

          the last thing malia wanted to do was show up on stiles’ doorstep, but she’s out of her depth ( and covered in blood and tattered clothing ) and she needs to finally confide in someone. tell someone about what’s going on. the coyote’s shivering as she reaches out to ring the doorbell, not having the courage to just let herself in. bruises are slowly fading away, but some of the bigger cuts are slow to heal. everything hurts. she can only hope desperately that he’s even home.

[shewailedarchive-blog]

emmy rossum

meme: [ x ]accepting.

emmy rossum ( first girl kiss ): many people would describe lydia martin as a slut. and perhaps she was. but truth was, she remembered every single person she kissed or slept with ( mainly because the number was not that big afterwards ). mckenna roberts was one of them -- actually, the first girl lydia ever kissed. it was during a spin the bottle game and it did not mean anything, but it was lydia’s first experience with a girl.