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u ever just miss para rp
Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!
Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection
Hair: Yearning
Ear: "I want you to hear me out."
Nose: "You're so cute."
Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion
Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain
Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear
Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."
Over the heart: "I love you."
Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust
Hip: Interest
Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day
Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"
Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for
Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."
Fingers: Friendship/amicable
Wrist: Fear of losing you
Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
Chin: Beauty/attractiveness
Thigh: Sympathy/empathy
Calves: "I will cause you pain."
Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty
• STILES STILINSKI MOODBOARD [ inspo. ]
Teen Wolf Dragon Age AU! (HIGH FANTASY! DRAGONS! MAGIC! ZOMBIE HORDES!)
beyondillumination started following you
don't come back (for us) : a dark sciles mix.
“are you afraid of god?” “no. but i'm afraid of you.”
master and a hound, gregory alan isakov | no one’s here to sleep, naughty boy ft. bastille | two men in love, the irrepressibles | don’t come close, yeasayer | rabbit holes, paper route | i want blood, empires | recover, chvrches | no eyes, baths | like real people do, hozier | when you break, bear’s den | dark in my imagination, of verona | vampire smile, kyla la grange | candles, daughter | civilian, wye oak | disarm, smashing pumpkins | corsicana, the antlers | mirrored sea, passion pit | baby i got the death rattle, los campesinos!
we were built to fall apart, then fall back together
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terrible headcanon time that whenever scott and stiles die, they’d end up in the white room and allison would be there waiting for them, aH H A H A;;; i’ll just see myself out
i don’t know what i’ve been doing art-wise these past couple things but w/e!!! it’s simple and i’m mostly just fucking around to try and get out of this block i’ve been in;;;
howalphasroar replied to your post:“hey jenny where have you even been” Haha, well,...
i love u
yo también te quiero mi vida (´ε `ʃƪ)
if you squint our icons kinda match ALSO you're a gay
holds his hand under the table
social gatherings are not really his thing, being forgotten or being a wallflower is more of his forte. celebrating his late mother’s birthday with relatives is even worse. with everyone reminiscing the good times with her. it’s not fair, & it never will be. he spend less than a decade with her, & a couple of those years, he was too young to REMEMBER anything. the ones he can clearly recall, are those times when she had FORGOTTEN who her own sons are. he shouldn’t be here, he knows. not when they’re smiling their sadness away while he rots in his own guilt, his own loneliness.
the contact surprises him, enough to make him flinch & look at his side; it relaxes him, squeezing his twin’s hand as he acknowledges the loving gesture. he’s not alone in being lugubrious amid the ‘party,' he has HIM. always have & always will. his tongue pokes out to wet his lips, his stare directed at his twin as he slowly intertwines their fingers underneath the table. right now, he’s the only source of comfort he has.
Teen Wolf AU - The Pack
graphic insp. by this post
Stiles Stilinski, only child of President Stilinski. Allison Argent, granddaughter of Chief Justice Argent. Derek Hale, son of former president Talia Hale. Lydia Martin, heiress to the nations’s largest oil conglomeration. And, Scott Mccall, son of political darling, Senator Melissa Mccall.
Their close friendship has been dubbed ‘The Pack’ by national media outlets. Although some see this group as just a teen obsession, others speculate that this group could rise to become one of the greatest alliances in U.S. political history.
some au ideas that have been floating around my brain:
you both grab for the last pint of ice cream at the supermarket and end up arguing over it au
i keep setting my kitchen stove on fire and you’re the long suffering firefighter on call au
my dog won’t stop barking at your cat in the waiting room at the vets au
you got stood up on a date at the coffee shop i work in here let me get you a drink on the house au
your mail keeps coming to my house even though you don’t live there anymore how the fuck do i return it to you au
we get the same train to work every morning and you always take the good seat so i glare at you until you let me sit there au
i’m scared to walk home in the dark and its really late so i called a random number and got you au
you left one of your shirts in the washer and it got mixed up with my stuff and i didn’t realise until you shouted at me from across the street au
i desperately need a birthday cake and my friend told me you could bake really well au
i hit you in the balls in a paintball match i’m so sorry oh my god au
the walls are really thin and i can hear everything you’re saying could you please shut the fuck up new neighbour au
you jog shirtless past my house every morning au
i walk in on you correcting people’s misspelled bathroom graffiti au
you write me a bad restaurant review and i force myself into your kitchen so i can cook you my food until you admit it’s good au
you / i live across the hall and hide in my / your apartment when you / i want to avoid your / my one night stands au
we’re the only single people at this wedding table lets get drunk and bitch about everyone au
someone in the dorms makes amazing cookies and you’re trying to figure it out and walk in on me baking at four in the morning au
my best friend has a popular youtube channel and drags me into their videos and people comment on how we seem like a couple isn’t that awkward au
we both get lost at disneyworld and somehow stumble across each other and decide to be lost together au
my kite got tangled in your kite at the park au
you’re sitting in my spot in the library what the fuck dude get out of my seat au
you’re gesticulating violently and accidentally hit me in the face au
we’re both desperately trying to buy something for our relatives in the airport shops because we forgot to when we were on holiday maybe we could help each other out au
you fell over in the subway car and landed in my lap au
you sit behind me and poke me every time i fall asleep during 9am lectures thank you can i buy you a coffee? au
our suitcases look the same and we accidentally picked up the wrong one at the airport au
you’re in the hospital bed next to me and we fight over what to watch on the shared tv au
we never talk but we make eye contact whenever anyone says something incredibly stupid during class au
awkward teenage seven-minutes-in-heaven au
you’re shouting in my face about your society at the freshman fair so i sign my name just to shut you up au
we’re on the same ‘travel-across-a-continent’ holiday plan why don’t we just stick together for the whole trip au
foreign exchange student au
i always see you in the library and i think you’re really cute so i leave you little post it notes on your work whenever you go and get a book just to see you blush au
you’ve-got-mail au
my mum knows your mum and they’re trying to set us up but all i can remember of you is that time you stuck gum in my hair when we were seven so i automatically don’t like you au
i accidentally open the door right before you knock and smack you in the face au
there’s a really cute new intern at your place of work and your friends bully you into talking to them au
our school is doing a secret-santa and i got you au
the-princess-diaries au
we’re the only two people left who are single in our friendship group and they all decide to try and set us up with each other au
The full moon. That feeling… That was worth it.
archently
❝no, no, see————————————————————❞
digits steady on the snow before them, fingers a solid presence successfully belying his ɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴛᴜʀᴍᴏɪʟ.
❝i can't believe you're so bad at this, h o n e s t l y. i figured it was an ʇuǝƃɹɐ thing to be, like, inherently good at everything.❞
&its said through a barely stifled smile, snow becoming a powdery clump in the palms of his hands, so far from the image of confidence he's currently attempting to project. he makes a noise, faint, intending to garner a good majority of her attention, and tosses it———————————
watching in fervent dismay as it flutters messily to the ground a mere two feet away.
❝———...this is the worst thing that's ever happened to me.❞
I said: I could be a wolf for you. I could put my teeth on your throat. I could growl. I could eat you whole. I could wait for you in the dark. I could howl against your hair.
catherynne m. valente, the bread we eat in dreams (via altraviolence)