Mayday Parade (via vnbedacht)

i’m here with y o u      ’till the end of the { line.}

in my dreams;

muse a and b meet every single night… in their dreams. the dreams are vividly realistic, with conversations and events that they both remember the next morning. candlelit dinners in paris, a ride in a hot air balloon in wine country, staying up all night in a diner just talking over coffee. the problem? the muses have never met in real life, and in fact have no idea who the other really is. can they leave clues in the dreams that will lead to their meeting? how will they find each other? in a world of billions and billions of people, is it even possible to find the other?

I am going to hurt you. You are going to hurt me.

But we will do it with practiced fingers and passionate mouths and I swear to god

it will be worth something.

'toxin' by Della Hicks-Wilson (via dellahickswilson)

something’s happening.                                        i got this sudden, rushing feeling…                                                                                                like we’re running out of time.

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v: badmoonrising

            C H A O S.                                                                          Ａ Ｌ Ｌ    Ｈ Ａ Ｉ Ｌ               ST R I F E.                                                                                         ＴＯ             P  A   I  N .                                                                          Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ    Ｋ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ．                ———— Beacon Hills has become a place to fear. A place filled with death, chaos and destruction. The Pack failed, Stiles fell into what could only be described as ‘Bardo’, and the Nogitsune has taken his place in the center of the town, using Beacon Hills as a ‘beacon’ for pain, suffering and absolute chaos.                 Our pack of heroes have lost, but aren’t giving up hope that they can get their Beacon Hills back once and for all. With the disappearance of Lydia, the rest are attempting to rally together, but things aren’t all what they appear. The Nogitsune is a trickster, able to use illusions to its own gain. Within Beacon Hills, illusions have taken over. Illusions of old friends who have left before their time, illusions of those striving to conquer evil.  Illusions of those striving to aid it.

               But as the chaos in Beacon Hills increases, so does the Nogitsune’s power, and so does its hold over this realm. The illusion is growing, expanding, and soon Beacon Hills won’t be alone in trying to survive this any longer.

               The only hope for defeating the Nogitsune and bringing back Beacon Hills is to fight through the illusions and to find the original pack. To bring the real members together for the final fight. But how can you do that, when even the illusions don’t seem to be aware that they’re illusions? How can you do that when even you don’t know if you are an illusion?

               ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪɴ                ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ·ᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ？

                                                                              FIND THE ANSWER.                                                                                            ＷＩＮ

Pɪᴇᴄᴇs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅ：                         —  Nogitsune                         —          Lydia                         —          Stiles                         —           Scott                         —         Derek                         —        Allison              Isaac —                         —             Kira                         —         Sheriff          Melissa —     Mr. Mccall —        Jackson —

Yᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴏʙ：           Find the pack.           Defeat the Nogitsune.           Win.

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Iʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴs：            Erica —                Boyd —        ————————-                           — Nogitsune #1                           — Nogitsune #2                           —          Lydia #1                           —          Stiles #1                           —          Stiles #2          Scott #1 —                           —          Derek #1                           —         Allison #1                           —           Isaac #1                           —              Kira #1        Sheriff #1 —      Melissa #1 — Mr. Mccall #1 —    Jackson #1 —

Yᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴏʙ：           Defeat the pack.           Follow your orders.           Win.

                                                                              ↳ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs / ɪʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴ sᴘᴏᴛs ᴛᴏ                                                                                                          ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʀᴇϙᴜᴇsᴛ                                                                               ↳  ᴘᴀɴғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ / ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴏʟғ                                                                                ↳  ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴛ                                                                                 ↳ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀɢ ’ ᴠ﹕ ʙᴀᴅᴍᴏᴏɴʀɪsɪɴɢ ‘

                                                                『 ＹＯＵＲ                                                         Ｍ Ｏ Ｖ Ｅ  』

Fucking Scott McCall and his fucking…perpetually-impossible-to-injure face. It’s like he doesn’t even try.

          " - I’m going alone.”

Everyone looks at her like that’s punishment. Like she’s got one foot on death row and the other on a plank.

          “Who are you - oh.”

      Well. Awkward.

    ‹ ☾ › ❝ Oh. Okay.❞

           Scott McCall, and Spencer Hastings: absolutely one hundred percent experts on how to make a situation ten million times more awkward than it was before.

           All he can do is offer a small nod when she catches herself in the question, the tiniest twitch of amusement on his lips before he's clearing his throat. A hand lifts to scratch at the back of his neck, and he's licking his lips.

                         ❝ Save me a dance?❞

❀  ALLISON ARGENT APPRECIATION WEEK ❀  Day 2: The moment you fell in love with Allison. 

I went back for a callback and met Crystal Reed, we read together for a chemistry read, and it felt really good. 

          “…no.”

                 l i a r .

‹ ☾ ›

         ❝ --..okay.❞

    he nods his head, allowing that to be his answer.     instead of going for the sad puppy route for too long,     he smiles.

               ❝ Whoever takes you to the dance is going to be one lucky                        dude.                                  Or, chick. Or, person. Yeah.❞

            [ &—-it is literally too hot to function                             who turned up the heat? ]

‹ ☾ ›

    「 don't stare, don't stare                         don't stare

                                                  do not stare. 」

       [ a gentle smile ghosts upon cracked lips  as  she  offers          the cloth forward. she is no more than a girl with riddled           understanding & compassion in  her  heart. the one with          a broken soul & weary bones  who  stuck upon stupid          dreams ; but she will remain hopeful for daddy ]

                      ❝i’ve got a few berries left.                        ————— you look hungry.❞

‹ ☾ ›

        「 he's not going to take her supplies, not any of them.             she's nice enough to not shoot him down where he sits             and that's all he can ask. even if he is starving. fingers             move to push the cloth away from him, blinking a little bit             and offering a soft smile to the blonde as his hand drops back in his lap. 」

        ❝ Thank you, but, I can't accept that.                                                      Besides, I'm fine.❞