I THOUGHT THAT WAS A CONDOM IN YOUR MOUTH NOT CHOCOLATE dang u look good with bangs
I often think it is, too, even though I know better LOL and thanks bb! I hated them after like three days. They were a pain in the ass to maintain.
*whispers* you’re so pretty
/whispers NO YOU. ♥ Thank you iluuu.
The lovely stilesanderek tagged me in that six selfies meme thing. So have some, in order of oldest (2007) to most current (two weeks ago).
Alright. This scene. I loved this scene. It’s not that I don’t like Peter’s more compassionate/caring side (on those rare occasions he decides to show it) but, maaaan. THIS. SCENE. Look at him, just LOOK AT HIM. Look at the fucking face. Peter’s channeled his anger and now he’s working on bringing himself back, and it’s so controlled and so fucking deadly. You do not want to fuck with Peter Hale because he will, quite literally, rip your fucking face off then casually wipe his hands with his convenient face-ripping-off-post-clean-up hankie.
Look at that bastard shaking his head. He’s got a gun on him and he gives zero shits, he knows the sheriff won’t shoot him. That can be a ‘shame on you two’ head shake or it can be a ‘no, you don’t want to engage me right now’ head shake. Either way, it’s fucking awesome.
Then he walks away. Just turns his back and walks away because Peter Fucking Hale knows ain’t no one going to try and stop him. Good luck with the whole corpse thing.
I don’t care what anyone says, this is the greatest moment in British film history.
Yesterday was my one-year anniversary writing fic for Teen Wolf (though technically I’ve taken nearly six months off of writing this past year, combined lol.) I currently have published 190,523 words of fic for this fandom, and have 8,966 words of stuff I’m currently in the middle of writing. That’s nearly 200,000 words of fic in, like, six months.
Now, I know there are a lot of other writers out there who are much more prolific than me, but you have to understand; I didn’t write a single word of fiction for ten years before Teen Wolf. This damn show (and fandom, to an extent) has re-kindled this passion in me, and I’m very grateful to both the show and to any and all of you who have ever read and enjoyed one of my stories. :) So, thank you!
Is this it? Has the time come? Am I now officially super fucking old? Like, they can’t even bother to write numbers that go back that far anymore?