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werecoyotemalia replied to your post: ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post...

Well, keep in mind, had Adelaide not gotten the lead in Reign - the Cora storyline would have gone completely differently.

Very true. I highly doubt the plan was to have Cora exit stage left just as soon as she entered. I just know if she's a Hale, bad things are pretty much bound to happen to her, whether she's 'evil' or not. I JUST WANTED SO MUCH MORE FOR MALIA. And, I swear, if they just brush the father that raised her under the rug to be replaced by Peter right away, I'm going to be very :| I look forward to that development, but I'm just very cautious about it.

ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post: ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post...

//Oh goodness I did read that wrong, sorry! An interesting note though would be that if she is a baddie then it’s interesting that Peter is her father and he has been a baddie and killed a baddie, maybe it’s his time to nurture a baddie? XD

Shh, it's all good, no worries! c: That's what clarification is for. It would be interesting, for sure, but time will tell if she even is a baddie or not. Because if she was just influenced by the nogitsune, then she wouldn't inherently be bad. It could go any direction at this point.

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ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post: shroudedxheart replied to your post: I...

//I may have read this wrong xD but what’s wrong with Malia being a bad guy? It took years for women to be accepted as being able to play the bad guy rather than a sex symbol, isn’t a good thing that Jeff embraces that?

I don't have a problem with female baddies, not at all. I just don't particularly care for Jeff's track record of how he treats them compared to his male baddies. And if she's just another Jennifer, then that's already been done and I'd rather not just have a rehash of that storyline. You know?

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Ugh this effing show sometimes though tbh. I think she’ll either die or pull a Cora. Just not YET.

I wouldn't be surprised, honestly. I mean, I hope not, but who knows at this point. She's a Hale. Bad things are bound to happen to her.

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ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post “// lawd give me the strength. (today’s gonna kick my ass)”

-clings-

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ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post: iamyouralphanow: I think he’s younger...

//There was a post going around with all the character’s birthdays on it cause it was in the official tw calendar but I can’t remember Derek’s off the top of my head :/

December 25th. He's a Christmas baby. It didn't say the year.

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// [finishes my paper and my drafts in one sitting, feeling very proud of myself] Wait, someone reblogged the--?!

I love the hell out of you, babe. But how you write so damn faaast. xD <33

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ceruleaneyedlycan replied to your post “Ginny slinks in. Hey guys I’m hereish. I still don’t feel well but I...”

*tucks up* feel better!

Ahh thank you, my sweetheart.

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Back For You || Jackson&Derek

    Derek wasn't sure what to expect when he pulled into the parking lot of Beacon Hills High School. To be fair, he probably spent far too much time there for someone that graduated so long ago, but he didn't really give a damn. A year ago, he was a suspected murderer; creepy school-walker was actually a step up.

    He had business there, anyway. Maybe not the usual kind. But he'd just gotten back in town, and he had someone he needed to see. School was letting out, so he parked his car in eye line of the school's front doors, got out, and stood by the back gate to wait.

    The bell was shrill as always, but his face didn't change. His arms were folded across his chest, and he waited, searching with every sense at his disposal. A glimpse of short brown-blonde hair, a whiff of the cologne he didn't need to wear, the sound of his footsteps and his heartbeats.

     When he saw him, he didn't approach, just straightened, hands dropping to tuck in his pockets as he made eye contact. He didn't call out to him. He didn't shout his name. He didn't even smile. He just stood there, and when he was sure he'd caught his eyes, he said just one word.

      "Jackson."