gymleader:

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brogigayo:

didyoublush:

freak-thefreak-out:

Take a Hint- Victoria Justice & Elizabeth Gillies

 YOU ASKED ME WHAT MY SIGN IS AND I TOLD YOU IT WAS STOP

So let’s take a moment to talk about how fucking badass this fucking song is.

“STOP YOUR STARING AT MY *HEY*”

WOW THIS IS GREAT ALL FAITH RESTORED INTO NICKELODEON THANK YOU OMG

i really like this

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greenbergsays:

ladyw1nter:

warmbrightwings:

helenish:

soggymuse:

hatteress:

ladyw1nter:

lydiasbones:

Those tags are helped by the fact that it looks like while Stiles is staring at Derek’s biceps he’s touching his mouth. 

Can we also just take a moment to appreciate that Derek probably spends more time in the Beacon Hills highschool than Scott does at this point?

What are you saying? Derek could totally pass for a student at BHHS.

only a freshman, though.

When Stiles gets detention for cutting class, he’s amazed to find Derek there, slumped in the back. Derek gets detention for roaming the halls or skipping class at least every other week, and is on nodding-acquaintance/silent smoke break levels with half the burnouts and freaks at BHHS. Also the goth kids because if it’s raining, everyone smokes under the edge of the utility shed overhang, instead of in their usual spots on the left and right side of the dumpster.

Also this kid Derek’s in Algebra 1 tutoring with.

And these two guys Derek plays Magic: The Gathering with sometimes.

In a world where Stiles—sheriff’s kid, honor student, lacrosse player who owns a neat car, guy who gets invited to Lydia Martin’s parties, guy who has actually had a conversation with Lydia Martin—is the dorkiest most embarrassing geek anyone has ever heard of, how would they ever know about Derek’s quiet friendship with an entire seething underclass of losers and solitary nerds, bus-riders, nose-pickers, band geeks, druggies, who just think Derek was held back a bunch of times and has anger problems: you know, the truth.

This is basically a petition for John Bender [The Breakfast Cluuuuub] to be all “Hey, Derek, this blind prick hassling you, man?” when he runs into Deucalion pinning Derek against a wall in the alley right next to where he’s buying some weed.

No, wait, forget that, I just want Kim Kelly on Derek’s side, getting in fights in the hallway, saying, “I don’t care, Derek, she’s such a bitch!” in the car later, mascara running.

Kim Kelly Forever

During the period of time in which Lea and I screamed non-stop about wanting Derek Hale to have a FRIEND, before we gave up on that fever dream, how did we never come to the decision that this friend should be Kim Kelly?  What was WRONG with us?

Derek’s quiet friendship with an entire seething underclass of losers and solitary nerds, bus-riders, nose-pickers, band geeks, druggies, who just think Derek was held back a bunch of times and has anger problems: you know, the truth.

I have a burning love for this sentence that’s stronger than both the fires of Mordor and, y’know, Derek Hale’s house.

Derek’s quiet friendship with an entire seething underclass of losers

Wait. Does that include Greenberg?

Is Derek friends with Greenberg??

(Source: hoechloin, via ladyw1nter)

sebbysmythe:

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dumb doodle inspired by this

(via lonewolfed)

Why no thank you amazon I do not want you to post on my FB wall that I just bought a selection of sex toys. Thanks anyway!

dietbeverage2:

If Sherlock were a comedy show…how would the trailer look like? :)”

I am 221% DONE THIS IS EFFING BEAUTIFUL

(Source: dietbeverage, via starrose17)

I don’t want to talk. There’s nothing that hasn’t already been said. I just want a friend to hold me while I fall apart. I am breaking. Spare time spent alone is filled with the desire to cry because I can’t even do that anymore. I want someone I can call and say, I need you and they’ll understand I am going to lie in bed and try to cry. If I can cry enough maybe I can leech all this bullshit from my head and my heart. And while I break myself apart so I can rebuild and fix myself I just need you there. All you have to do is hold my hand. Hug me. Show me that you care and that things will be okay. This house is a poison. It sucks the life out of me. My wrists say If you love me, won’t you let me know. Its not because I had Coldplay stuck in my head like I tell everyone. Its because I feel so starved of basic human affection I felt the need to make a permanent mark on my skin. If you love me I need to be reminded frequently. Being the funny asshole isn’t enough anymore. I don’t care how pathetic it makes me. Right now I am needy and clingy. And its really awful to feel like you only have yourself to cling to.Right now I need reminders that you love me.I don’t need you to fix anything. I just need you.

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hoechloin:

“This is my Mutha F***in Lizard from TW”

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