My mother wanted me to choose between being a wolf, and being a human. Granny did too. You were the only person who ever thought it was okay for me to be both.

'cause that's who you are. 

benjaminhargreeves:

thedoctorknits:

i-effed-it-all-up:

im in one of those periods in my life where i cant focus on anything i cant finish an assignment i cant listen to one song for more than 5 seconds i cant sit through a tv show episode i cant finish a book i cant write a story

all i can do is stare blankly at the wall and wish i had something to do but everything i could do or want to do is just supremely unsatisfying

SOMEONE PUT IT IN WORDS THANKS YOU

Hey kids this is a symptom of depression

The Sheriffs back in town.

"A king’s time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here, and will rise with you as the new king."

au: hook isn’t being a super lame grumpyface

Her Pride

effulgentcolors:

Just realized I never posted this here so better late than never, right? I hope you enjoy some heartbreak with your AU.
Also on FF.net

“So what do you do?” he grins at her, as if he has come up with the best pick-up line to ever grace a bar, and Emma tries her hardest to suppress an eye-roll. She fails.

“Aren’t you supposed to ask for my name first?” she replies without looking at him, not even bothering to pretend to be interested.

“Well, I like being original.”

Maybe it’s because she can basically hear the smirk in his voice, or because she thinks eye-contact will drive her ‘not interested’ point home faster, but most likely it’s because she hates that too-casual and horribly-not-accented voice, that she finally looks at him.

As she predicted his smirk is all wrong. Not sexy, not inviting and definitely not making her blush. His eyes are the wrong shade of bluish grey and she feels like he doesn’t even see her. Not that she wants him to. His face has no shape to her, his hair no colour and his words no allure.

“OK, then,” she turns fully around and looks him straight in the eye. “I’m a bounty hunter. But what I really do is that I sit by the bedsides of people who are dying in hospitals, all alone, with no friends or relatives, or anyone to hold their hands in their last moments.”

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cracks-in-the-glass:

~ I made a thing
I know we’re all pretty much just waiting for these two to talk to each other without holding anything back, and when it happens, it’s going to be so damn wonderful. It’s happening people, I’m telling you. (◕‿◕✿)
DO NOT REPOST (anywhere! INCLUDING FANART FRIDAY…I don’t want it there (yet) just please, I’ll tweet it when I’m ready XD), or I will murder you to death!

cracks-in-the-glass:

~ I made a thing

  • I know we’re all pretty much just waiting for these two to talk to each other without holding anything back, and when it happens, it’s going to be so damn wonderful. It’s happening people, I’m telling you. (◕‿◕✿)

DO NOT REPOST (anywhere! INCLUDING FANART FRIDAY…I don’t want it there (yet) just please, I’ll tweet it when I’m ready XD), or I will murder you to death!

fairytaleasoldastime:

Cockblocking: The Revenge

captainsawyr:

Sawyer stands there, gun hanging down at his side, trying to collect himself.

Now he senses something — turns to see Kate watching him. SEES that she saw the whole thing — and in her face is an appreciation for what he just did. Except Sawyer DOESN’T WANT IT. He walks right back past her. Meets her eyes for only the briefest of moments to say —

SAWYER (shrugs) 
It’s just a boar.

“A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel, rather than think. And things seem so sharp, and the world seems so fresh. It’s as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I’ve lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present. And I realise that everything is exactly the way it’s meant to be”

He may look like a boy, but he’s a bloody demon.