casual reminder that this blog is now an ARCHIVE,                     but you can find my active blog HERE, just in case.

          okok i'm gonna work on doing the blog move within the next hour or two bc i see a lot of promos on my dash & i wanna join in but i don't want to without promoting myself & i know that is selfish but yeah---

          i think i've had beyonce - haunted on repeat all day bc damn that song gives me chills & kinda reminds me of stiles in a good way + i keep wanting to play stiles as a frisky, kinda creepy little tease, borderline pervert all thanks to THIS video. yes please, & thank u. aka idk if i'm gonna add beyonce, but i am most def gonna add some simon curtis to my playlist for blog move.

               ( & : DEREK | tormentxm )

    there was always something that bothered him when it came       to following scott around,  as if he were some  sort of  master      that derek owed to. he was just  someone who was bitten into      power,  who  was  made  into a  werewolf  by MISTAKE.  this     wasn’t his realm,  he wasn’t born into this.  that power that he      possessed was supposed to belong to derek, & god, what he      would do take it back.

                                                  he doesn’t regret giving up his alpha powers to help his                                                   last  sister  survive,  not  at  all,  but  he  regrets  letting                                                   himself become the guinea pig of scott’s pack —  if he                                                   was even a part of it at all.  he was the one who trained                                                   &  stayed by scott’s  side through it all,  had risked  his                                                   goddamn LIFE for him, & he had begun thinking, was it                                                   it really worth it for this kid?

      maybe what he needed was this pep talk from stiles, to hear       from the  true alpha’s  best friend, his second in command,       that it was derek that should be the alpha & leader of beacon       hills,  not that  BOY.  maybe  what he  wanted  to  do was  to       break down his  walls of sweet,  sweet protection,  wanted to       become the  wolf that  bangs at his ribs  &  tears through his       skin when he feels the tug of the moonlight.  maybe what he       wanted to do was to prove to stiles that he can be just that.

                                                  ❝ you’re right, i — i don’t know why i let him get under my                                                   skin like that when he doesn’t own me, isn’t in control of                                                   me. ❞ he wasn’t a HALE,  wasn’ t capable enough to  be                                                   one. derek wasn’t going to let a HUMAN TURNED WOLF                                                   take demand of who he truly was.

      & maybe it was the fact that stiles told him that he didn’t need       to hide anymore,  or maybe it was his primal instincts  taking       over the moment it took  notice of  stiles’ very naked body  in       front of him, but whatever the reason,  it had him grabbing his       arm again, pulling him closer. ❝ i don’t want to hide anymore,       stiles. ❞  words were whispered so sweetly,  so brokenly as       if he just couldn’t take it anymore.            

          to even CONSIDER questioning the actions & potential greatness that lies           in someone like scott mccall, would - under much different circumstances           - be the last thing to ever part stiles' lips.   stiles would never question his           best friend; speak against him as he had just done.  but perhaps he's had           a change of heart lately       perhaps his heart lied with someone else now;           with a monster yet to be unleashed.           so he unfolds his arms from chest yet again    &    lets derek pull him even           closer;  there's no resistance because this is what he wants;  to tempt the           wolf with naked skin & encouraging words, because he's seen how derek           looks at him,             how his eyes lingers a second too long whenever the           opportunity comes,           & how he struggles to stay in control. or he DID.           derek's words are only proof that it takes nothing but a few alluring words           from someone like stiles, to make the walls fall apart.                                                                 i don't want to hide anymore, stiles.           sweet, sweet words, & with them that reassuring & comforting smile that           is so like stiles,  appears on his lips for a second time that night. his eyes            flickers evidently to derek's lips as he leans in closer.

                   “       then don't, ”  he breathes, voice near a whisper as he places            a ghost-like kiss by the corner of derek's lips. if he had a heart capable            of truly caring,  the boy would melt at the soft, almost broken sound of            derek's voice.   but he does feign a soothing voice as he moves to rest            one hand by derek's neck,  letting a thumb caress his stumbled jawline.                      “ don't hide from me, derek. show me who you really are;    what            you're capable of. ”       tear him apart & make him writhe beneath your            hands. embrace the animal that you are & hold nothing back.

          i feel so pretty today even tho my hair is a bitch & it's been a few monday's since i last posted a selfie, so here, have a very belated one ~

               [ & ; DEREK | tormentxm ]

     derek could have melted right then & there at the pleased smile that         was sent his way, his wolf keening at the attention he was receiving.        he was  acknowledged,  for what,  he didn’t know,  but he  also didn’t        care.  it  was as if  stiles would  truly allow  him to let go,  to  let him        please him if he wanted to. & derek would, he really would, for even        though stiles didn’t own him, he still wanted to listen to him, to make        him PROUD.

                                              he was snapped out of his little moment when stiles spoke,                                               though,  his brain  wracking at  what he meant  by showing                                               him who he really was. this was who he was —- granted,                                               he still held back a little when it came to primal instincts,                                               too in control to let himself go, even for just a moment. he                                               wouldn’t be looked upon so positively if that happened,  &                                               just couldn’t risk that.

       he didn’t miss the flashing expression on stiles’ face, though, as        if a part of him,  the part that derek knew,  came back.  so soft &        caring, yet determined, broken. but before derek could blink, the        expression was gone, so maybe it was something he imagined.        the stiles he knew  was here the whole time anyways,  just with        an attitude that derek didn’t know he possessed.

                                              his words cut like knives into his skin, but he knew that stiles                                               was right.  he had  been  kissing scott’s  ass the  moment  he                                               became the alpha, & maybe derek was over it. maybe he did                                               want to show  who he  really  was  because  he  was  tired  of                                               having to bend to everyone’s will. to make sure that they were                                               alive because no one cared if he was. 

        so maybe his answer came out on instinct, his mouth having a         mind of his own  —-  or maybe he just didn’t want to control his          answers anymore,  wanted to  freely speak his mind under the         notion that he wasn’t getting judged.       ❝ i want a lot of things,         stiles.  i want people to stop  looking at me like  i’m some sort         of fucking parasite.  i want to stop  trying to follow behind scott         because he doesn’t - it should be me because he’s just a pup,         not a goddamn leader.

                                              i want to tear someone apart one by one, watch them fall apart                                               under my fingertips because it’s too much.      i just want to let                                               LOOSE. i want to be the WOLF THAT I REALLY AM. ❞           

          stiles has always been there, by scott's side of course.  derek's name has           been one whispered in the halls of beacon hills high school;      the former           student's family name being one not only  FEARED but also RESPECTED.           & a leader needed to be both feared & respected,      at least according to           stiles.      it is only by luck & by undeserved nature that his so called BEST           FRIEND manages to overrule the strength that lies in the name of the hale           family, & it is such a pity to see just how easily derek has given up.           so derek's words are like a sweet symphony in his ears;        the sound of           denial turning into questions & affirmation,     & it is only a manner of time           before the walls breaks down.    & that is exactly what the trickster wants;           to see derek's defiance  burn through like a fire as he honors his family by           reclaiming the title as the TRUE LEADER & PROTECTOR of beacon hills.

              “ then PROVE IT to me       ” he could've let those few syllables lingering            in the air, anticipation filling the space between him.  it was done the boy's            intend to easily give himself over,  derek must've realized that by now.  his            intentions were far greater;            to break down those walls & let lose the            monster from it's confinement.                                   you are meant for something far greater ; don't                                   let a boy like SCOTT MCCALL keep you down.                     “ it is YOUR family who is meant to protect this town,      not a BOY           like scott mccall,      yet you feed him with your knowledge & your family's           trade secrets. but what have he ever done to deserve it?        when did he           manage to make the great wolf crumble beneath his feet  &  hide away his           true nature?       ” he pauses yet again,          takes another step closer yet            keeps distance enough for their bodies not to touch,        even when stiles           folds his arms across naked chest with an anticipating look in his eyes.                                                     “        you don't need to hide anymore. ”

bold any fears that apply to your muse!!! italicize what makes them uncomfortable!!! (and add your own if they aren’t listed)

          idk what to go for. distored/3d effect + border or not? help pls!

pxrtisan replied to your post “          ( heavy sigh ) that need to reblog things, follow people &...”

for the past week or so i've been working on setting up a new blog so i can eventually archive this one. it's a 'want' i've wanted to do for a couple of weeks now, as this blog is getting too cluttered & unorganized. follower count isn't really that important to me anymore, & i just want to follow people & be followed people who wants to interact.

          ( heavy sigh ) that need to reblog things, follow people & post a new self promo but you have to STOP yourself bc you're archiving your blog any day from now       i definitely need to focus on finishing the new blog, bc my need is great !