#hauntinghim

[slainson]

‘   t-that  looks  ...  bad.  ’  he  breaths.  ‘  are  you  alright  ?   ’   

@hauntinghim           /               small  starter  call    !    

[scapegxate]

♡ @hauntinghim​ “...------” Azazel’s remaining quiet because he smells a WOLF. He was in the middle of this delicious vanilla milkshake everyone in town is extremely fond of, trying to still adapt into society. His brown hues turn when the unfamiliar scent finally had a source. Interesting, do people in the present era still mount wolf pelts as a trophy for their kill? The demon begins to ponder and devote his time into this sweet beverage. He could probably use this werewolf to force Sabrina down a darker path? Maybe, maybe not.

[hisherald-blog]

          ELBOWS LEAN ON THE TABLE, her entire body leaning forward as she looked at the boy, brows raised and lips curled in amusement. She’d read something about a place named Beacon Hills one day at the Academy, but to meet someone from there? A mortal who knew all about the supernatural and willingly placed himself in the crossfire... it was more than interesting to the young witch.  “So, you’re really just a mortal? But your best friend is a werewolf?”

@hauntinghim​  ❮ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ. ❯  for stiles?

[voidworn]

❛ I don’t know if it’s safe for me to be around you. ❜

*  chilling adventures of sabrina / sentence prompts - accepting.

❝    dude  ,  what  are  you  talking  about  ??    ❞    confusion  is  etched  across  pale  features  as  whiskey  irises  look  over  at  your  best  friend  .  the  two  of  you  have  been  through  so  much  .  much  more  than  anyone  should  ever  in  their  life  have  to  go  through  ,  and  the  thing  is  you  both  have  done  it  together  .  because  together  you  were  unstoppable  .  it  was  you  and  him  against  the  world  ,  and  whatever  he  was  going  through  you  weren’t  going  to  let  him  go  through  it  alone  .    ❝    i  helped  you  get  through  your  first  full  moon  dude  ,  i’m  not  going  to  leave  you  hanging  .  so  tell  me  what’s  going  on  and  i’ll  try  to  help  .  not  doing  this  alone  .    ❞

[changemeback-a]

LOUISA, CAN WE GET THE LESBIAN PLANT OUT OF HERE?

OKAY, CINDERELLA, GET IN YOUR BUTTERNUT SQUASH AND GET TO THIRD WITH THE PRINCE ‘CAUSE YOU’VE GOTTA GO TO THE BALL.

[changemeback-a]

LOUISA. IF YOU EVER MENTION MY COUPON STOCKADE AGAIN, I WILL ROAST YOU LIKE A PEPPER. I MEAN THAT, I MEAN EVERY WORD OF THAT.

I WANT THIS PLACE LOOKING LIKE DISNEY ON ICE IN ONE MINUTE. JOSHUA, IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY MADE YOUR BED, THROW IT AWAY. IT’S TOO LATE TO MAKE IT NOW.

[omenbroughtarchive]

@hauntinghim

                    HIS FACE HAUNTS HER LIKE A FORGOTTEN MEMORY. an experiment, a force born from chaos, an ally amongst an endless sea of foes. someone who understands, someone who knows how it feels to have wires strapped to your head and needles pressed to your skin — a replica of the one who saved her. features so similar to the boy who keeps grounding her in reality ( except for those eyes — irises bleeding red from sights she cannot fathom, power rippling through his veins in waves, an unadulterated rage poked and prodded by valack’s curiosity ).

when she first escapes, she wonders whether he’s real; whether the lines between life and death have blurred so badly she can no longer separate the two. he never came home, he never started high school, he never stood a chance. but he’s there — looming in the shadows of the darkened forest, his features so entirely like his brother’s that bare fingers curve around the nearest tree to steady herself. he’s different, though; different enough that she knows it isn’t stiles standing before her, but kaz.

❛ you’re alive. ❜ alive, and real, and here. no longer locked away, no longer an experiment, no longer something to be hidden from the world. ❛ how did you get out? how are you still here? ❜