#wwl

[halflitpages]

edit of the liars because this is my favorite show ever and everyone needs to watch it

(spoilers!)

[halflitpages]

so hyped for s2 of wwl somebody sedate me

[sweetcheekskhae]

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[butterflythoughtss]

He really doesn't know guys

[shrimp-gender]

Things that make my heart race for reasons that literally nobody would ever be able to guess based on what they are

Children playing soccer

Box stitch gimp

Game boys/old donkey Kong games

Empty rooms

[ashyjingles]

seven sentence sunday

Liam looks at himself in the reflection of the metal. His fur is matted just as much as Theo’s, if not worse. It’s more visible than Theo’s, in any case, without the shadow of his fur to overwhelm everything else. No — every knot and sticker and speck of blood is visible on his white fur.

Only it’s not specks of blood, it’s huge swathing seas of it. He almost looks like a red wolf, the rusted brown and red hues drowning out the white until it’s hard to tell what colour he even really is. His entire face is splattered in it, and it runs down his chest all the way down to his paws; it makes the shaved patch of fur in the middle of his chest around the bullet graze that much more obvious, the pale pink of his skin a startling contrast to everything else.

no one tagged me but im tagging @fruchtfliege @okay-but-could-we-not @morganasmissus @thiamsxbitch with love !! <33

[anna5647]

Así bien uwu

[ashyjingles]

snippet sunday

tagging @genetic-hellhound @fruchtfliege @axxxx13 @thiamsxbitch @okay-but-could-we-not @mooniamsblog with love!! will get to the asks in a bit lol this snippet felt a bit too big to do for the ask game lol

He blinks, and Scott wavers into view. “Hey, buddy. How are you feeling?” Liam lets his head flop back down with a groan.  Scott laughs. “Yeah, we expected about as much. We’re really glad you’re okay. You gave us a pretty big scare.” Liam huffs. “Like, really huge. Like, we thought you were dead or dying like at least five times,” Stiles adds. “And then you bring Theo back with you,” Malia snarks under her breath. Theo, who also almost died half a dozen times with him. He jerks, trying to sit up, but his body is still numb enough from whatever painkillers they’ve given him that the lower half of his body only works enough for his legs to kick out uselessly. He tries to balance on his front legs and stand up properly, but they slide out from under him.  Scott rushes to help him balance but Liam ignores him, instead trying to find Theo. He’s not in the room at all. “Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Scott tries to soothe him. “You’re okay now.” Malia’s the one who clocks Liam whipping his head around wildly. She sighs. “Theo’s fine too. He’s in a different room with Derek.” Liam slumps over, and Scott lowers him back down to the table gently. “Would you… want to be in the same room as Theo?” Scott asks carefully. “We could bring you in there, now that you’re awake.”Liam pushes his head forward and chuffs. Please, he tries to say.