#wcrndown

[ofaloser-a-blog]

okay so: scott, isaac, stiles, derek, deucalion, and peter

@wcrndown / meme / forever accepting!

do the sexy love™ with: isaac 

sacrifice myself for: scott

kick: derek ( kicking him back to beacon hills tbh )

take to prom: stiles

abandon in jurassic park: deucalion

push off a bridge: peter

[sarcastiiles-blog]

[MSG: STILINSKI :: ] He asked “who’s your daddy” and I said I don’t know. // jackson. i'm not sorry for this

@wcrndown

[text;; whittewhore] Does that mean you bottomed?[text;; whittewhore] Gotta admit, I’m a little jealous...[text;; whittewhore] Still can’t picture you as a bottom...[text;; whittewhore] But it sounds like you’re well on your way to exploring your Daddy issues. So good for you

[shiftingrebellion-blog]

@wcrndown liked.

       ❝IS THIS LIKE a fuckin’ family reunion, or         some shit? CHRIST.❞

[deucalionsdarcymoved]

@wcrndown.

                    it’s hard not to fancy him when he looks like a statue that’s come right out of the louvre; it’s especially difficult not to fancy him when those statues are the gods she worships. it’s incredibly difficult not to fancy him when he wears perfect clothes & he’s sarcastic but not overly so ( it’s just right; just enough to make her smile, and not enough to make her presence feel unwanted ). it’s also difficult not to fancy him when he has just the right amount of FEROCITY laying under his skin; she can sense it, like he’s just waiting for someone to threaten him or anyone he loves. she’d say she feels the same way, but darcy has too much ferocity in her --- he is perfect in all the right ways, and she’s nowhere near it.

                she bounds up to him, a ball of energy garbed in a yellow jumper, socks, and a navy blue pinafore dress with an alien insignia on it, and a beam etched across fair features. it’s not like she and isaac are strangers; they’ve spoken a handful of times, but she’s never had the luxury of having him as a partner in class or anything like that. in these instances she curses her mother and father’s inability to have her a year earlier; all of her friends will be leaving school soon. but she doesn’t focus on that for long; instead, she hugs her books to her chest and smiles. before she speaks, she hopes that eldon remembers that she promised to chop his fingers off if this fails. ‘hey isaac.’ she greets him simply, sliding in next to him at his locker. smooth. ‘how do you pronounce your last name again? it’s isaac LAY-me, right?’

[bullletproofs-blog]

you stop that right now

the pain train has left the station, choo choo. 

[jssbound-blog]

@wcrndown​ SENT THIS THING

❝ i’ve got nothing to lose. ❞

[mirrcrmirror-blog]

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@wcrndown

The vampire who had been threatening and demanding things of her in front of the gilded frame gave a sudden jerk that corresponded to the twist of her wrist. There was a loud crack and it was enough to prove that she still had her power, at least enough to break someone’s neck. She noticed someone behind them though, “If you want something from me, ask politely and I’ll respond kindly.”