and knows she can't do anything anymore

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But if by chance you’re here alone, can I have a moment before I go? ‘Cause I’ve been by myself all night long, hoping you’re someone I used to know.

Trinis bodyguard
  • Principal Caplan: Amanda these accusations are ridiculous.
  • Amanda: what? Principal Caplan, look at me! She did this not only to me but to everyone on the cheer squad at the football team.
  • Kim: who me? I'd never do such a thing! - pretends to be shock -
  • Principal Caplan: look Amanda there's just no way that one girl can do what you accused her of doing. And unless you have proof I can't do anything about this.
  • Kim: Amanda I'm sorry that we don't get along anymore. But that's not reason to make up lies.
  • Amanda: look at her!
  • -Kim just shrugs her shoulders.-
  • - outside after they leave the principal's office-
  • Amanda: -standing in front of Kimberly- you know what you did.
  • Kim: Amanda you're acting crazy. This isn't very healthy behavior.
  • Amanda: I know what you are Kim. You're a freak. Just like that...that dyke you hang around.
  • Kim: oh Poor Amanda. You're delusional. -Kimberly smirks and pretends to stroke Amanda's cheek-
  • Kim: but I'll tell you what. - she suddenly snaps and picks up Amanda by her shirt collar. The latter looking at the small girl in fear.
  • Kim: if you ever deface trini's locker or call her a dyke again, I'll make sure you'll never be able walk right. got it?
  • -Amanda nods frantically Her eyes wide with fear and her voice shaking-
  • Kim: great! - Kimberly let's her go and smiles brightly- glad we had this talk.
  • - Kim walks walks away with a smirk on her face. Mission accomplished-
FIC: show up

supergirl, post-season 2 finale, alex/maggie, the danvers sisters, 1k, first in a series of “maggie doesn’t say yes” fics


Maggie doesn’t say yes.

Maggie says, “Babe, I love you so much, but we are not getting engaged right now. You are figuring out where Kara went and we are watching movies and spending my entire paycheck on food to cheer her up.”

Alex blinks a few times. Swallows. She has to clear her throat to say, “Yeah. Yeah, right, good idea.”

Maggie catches her by the arm before she can turn away. She holds Alex’s face in both hands and presses their foreheads together.

“I love you, Alex Danvers,” she whispers. “But we’re not getting engaged because your sister had to send away some boy who you never thought was good enough for her anyway.”

A tear slips down Alex’s cheek but she chuckles.

“When we’re ready,” Maggie says, “just us, no one else. When we’re ready, and the world isn’t ending or about to end or just saved from ending. When it’s just us and we live together and we’re ready, I’ll say yes, okay?”

Alex pulls back to look at her. “You want to live with me?”

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow,” Maggie says, because she does, God, she does, but they can’t make this decision right after the world almost ended. “Let’s find your sister first.”

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anonymous asked:

One of my coworkers has OCD and there are certain things that really mess her up (sometimes for the entire day). Most of us are decent and go out of our way to make sure it doesn't happen or fix it before she has to deal with it but one of our ASMs does it on purpose to mess with her. I called him out on it and he said 'this is the real world she just has to learn how to deal'. HR says they can't do anything unless she filed a complaint but I don't want to tell her he does it on purpose...

It would be better if she did know. That way she can file a complaint and get it to possibly stop. The chance that it wouldn’t happen anymore is better than hurt feelings since he’s affecting her mental health multiple times a day. -Abby

You can't save me

Chris Jericho x Reader

 !!!Warning: Don’t read if you’re sensitive to metioning of violence!!!

Originally posted by frentique

He didn’t like this at all. For weeks now Y/N was even quieter than before. She seemed to be sad all the time and wasn’t smiling at all anymore. Something was bothering her and it drove Chris wild to not know what was wrong. He would do something, anything just to see her smile again. When he saw her standing infront of the schedule by herself he took his opportunity.

“Hey sweetcheeks, what’s the matter with you these days?” Y/N looked around, not sure if Chris meant her.

“Me?” she asked dumbfounded.

“Who else could I be calling sweetcheeks if not you?” he grinned.

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  • Aaron: What's so funny?
  • Adam: I don't know. Rebecca's face. Looked like she stroked a cat and got bit. You're travelling light then, yeah?
  • Aaron: I'm not coming back, Ad.
  • Adam: You what?
  • Aaron: You've seen what happens when we stick around here.
  • Adam: Are you being serious? How is that going to work out?
  • Aaron: I don't know, do I? We're just gonna get away, I'll sort the business out and anything else.
  • Adam: I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about you two and her. Mate, it still happened. Whether Robert's here to see it or not.
  • Aaron: Yeah, well, he's not the first dad to walk away. He won't be the last.
  • Adam: She might not even be here in six months!
  • Aaron: She might still be here. I don't wanna talk about it anymore. Look, you should have a key for the flat. Someone needs to get in and out. Shift up. I can't give you my key, but I'll give you Robert's. Then you got somewhere to stay if your mum starts... (goes through Robert's jacket to find the key, finds the scan instead, sees Robert in the mirror, grabs a tool, runs off)
  • Adam: What? What is it? Aaron? Aaron! Aaron!

anonymous asked:

I know you are probably catching up on questions but since it's the day of the reveal when I am sending this post, my opinion will still stand. Batman getting married does not mean he can't be Batman anymore. If anything, him marrying Selina makes sense because she is probably the best person that he could be married to AND still be able to continue to be the Batman.

I agree 100%.

There seems to be this viewpoint floating around that Bruce has to give up being Batman in order to get married. I do not believe this for a moment and Selina is the one person he can be with as BOTH Bruce and Batman. Selina is essentially part of the Bat family already and you only have to look at her interaction with Dick, Babs, Steph, etc. in past issues to see that she fits into the family perfectly.

anonymous asked:

I met this girl 3 yrs ago and we became INSTANTLY bffs (there was a lot of flirting). fast forward a couple of months, she found out that I had a crush on her. it was a bit awkward but we decided to stay friends. and in the beginning I thought we could actually get over it. but now (a bit by bit) she has grown distant and never has time for me. she's like a different person. it just makes me feel so fucking sad and guilty. I don't know what to do anymore bc in my heart I know we can't go back :(

I’m so sorry that y’all have grown apart! But it’s not like you did anything wrong just by having a crush on her. xx

I realised what was making me so stressed. My aunt constantly meddling with me.
Like….. I am so tired of constantly either helping her out or my mother and their insane relationships and marriages.

anonymous asked:

I've fallen in love with my best friend. well my ex best friend. We had a big argument one day and we didn't talk for ages. Now we are friends, but not as close as before. I know she's bad for me bc, she makes me feel like shit sometimes, and sometimes she makes me feel so special. I've loved her for 3 solid years. Problem 1: she's straight. I'm gay af. Problem 2: I can't get her off my mind. She's all I think about! What sld I do?? I just don't know anymore

If you really love her like you tell me you do and if she’s straight and you’re gay you should really let her go. I’m not trying to be mean or homophobic in any way (which I’m not) but if you guys had a big argument before I don’t think she would want anything now.
If she makes you feel like shit and she doesn’t love you in the same way you really should move on. Maybe you should just slowly move on and make new friends and I bet you’ll find someone who’s worth your time!!

We Were Liars by E. Lockhart :: Sentence Starters
  • "Just messing around."
  • "I thought we started over. Isn't this the starting over?"
  • "I was a coward."
  • "Why do you hate yourself?"
  • "You've got to be kidding."
  • "Do you believe in God?"
  • "Nothing penetrates my armor. Hadn't you noticed?"
  • "Damn. I thought it was working."
  • "You don't know me."
  • "I shouldn't do this."
  • "I know. I knew all along."
  • "I want to talk about it."
  • "I was a coward."
  • "I want things I can't have."
  • "You have crossed me. You will die if you cross me again."
  • "It's fucked up that I did all that. I'm sorry."
  • "Get out!"
  • "You've remembered."
  • "You've been crying."
  • "You don't like him."
  • "Do you even play handball?"
  • "She looks like you."
  • "If you're going crazy it's your own damn choice."
  • "I don't know what to tell you."
  • "Did you sleep in your clothes?"
  • "I can see the flames."
  • "Some people have nothing. We have everything."
  • "Nobody asked you."
  • "Why did you give away all your belongings?"
  • "Do you remember anything else?"
  • "I don't think I should talk about it anymore or I'll start crying again."
  • "We killed the dogs."
  • "I still don't remember what went wrong."
  • "I can't stay here with you."
  • "I shouldn't have kissed you."
  • "See you in a better world."
  • "You know what's terrifying?"
A Bath For Me And The Lady -Joffery Baratheon Imagine

Believe it or not, I tried, but Joff just isn’t a nice character, he has never done anything nice to anyone, he’s even a dick towards his own mother! but with that being said, I hope you like it.

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“You could use a bath.”

“Excuse me?” I said and turned around with my hands on my hips, looking at the boy in disbelief.

He send me a sparkling smile.

“You heard what I said; you could use a bath.” Joffrey repeated.

“Are you making fun of me, your grace?” I asked him and send him an annoyed gaze.

“Certainly not, my lady.” He said to me, and then turned towards one of the servants.

“Prepare a bath, with oils and everything, for Lady Y/N here, and myself, of course.” The servant nodded and ran out of the room. I send him another look, and he gave me a bright smile.

“A bath?”

“Yes.”

“For the two of us?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” He asked with a silvery tone, as he removed the ugly metal piece of a crown from his head, and sat it on a table.

“Your grace, I’m not quite sure I understand.”

He send me an annoyed look, and then laughed quietly.

“I want you to take a bath with me, how hard can it be to understand?” a evil, cold tone crept into his voice as he said those words, and his smile twisted into a hideous mask.

“But you’re engaged to my cousin, your grace, we can’t-”

“Of course we can!” He yelled. “I am the king! I can do whatever I please!” He send me another of those twisted smiles, and I took a few steps back. He looked at me again, and like an animal, he could smell my fear, which made his evil smirk disappear, and a calm smile took its place.

“Y/N, my love, you know I love you more than anything or anyone else.” He said and reached his hand out for me.

“Your words are kind, your grace, but you’re to marry Margery.-”

“I didn’t choose her, Y/N.” he interrupted, with that insane look in his eyes once again. He stepped forward and grabbed my hands, and looked firmly into my eyes.

“You are the queen of my heart, not Margery. Why do you doubt that? You would gladly have done this, back when I was promised to Sansa.”

“No I wouldn’t take a bath with you.” I said trying to hide the fear in my voice, if these kind of rumors would start to go around, I’d never get married, no man would take a spoiled woman.

“You kissed me!” He said angrily and his grip around my hands tightened. “And held me, and touched me!”

“But that was before, your grace.” I said, pushing the urge to cry back and tried to hide it beneath the confidence I didn’t posses.

“Before what?!” I’d never seen him this angry, so mad before, and it scared me beyond anything else.

“Before Margery. I can’t do this anymore, not with her being your future bride.”

“Why not?” He demanded to know, and locked my eyes with his, the madness was shining out of them.

“She’s my cousin, your grace, I can’t do that to my own blood!” I said and sounded lightly panicked. I feared that he’d slap me, or worse, when a servant entered the room. Joffrey looked at the pale man, and loosened his grip around my hands, to talk to him.

“What?” He asked coldly.

“The bath is ready, your grace.” he said to Joffrey, and then looked at me. “My lady.” He added.

His hands around mine became weaker and the servant distracted him with his talking, so I took the opportunity.

With a quick and strong jerk, I pulled my hands free of his, spun around, run past the servant, and into the hall. I heard Joffrey call my name, and felt all the gazes from the servants as I passed them in the hallway.

I didn’t stop running until I finally got to where my family was staying. I stopped to catch my breath, and tried to get the tears under control.

“Y/N?” A soft voice called out, and I looked up, to see Margery alongside Sansa, at the top of the staircase. Both girls looked at me with worried looks, before they rushed down the stairs to get to me. Margery wrapped her arms around me, and ran her hands over my hair.

“What happened?” Sansa whispered, and I felt her soft hand against mine, as she took it and ran her fingers along it.

“Who did this to you?” She asked firmly, making both Margery and I look down at the bruised hand. She let go of me, and took my other hand, before her brown eyes locked with mine.

“Did Joffrey do this?” She asked. I had no clue of how she knew it was him, so I just send her a puzzled look.

“It was Joffrey, wasn’t it?” Sansa asked gently. And with a silent cry, I nodded. The two girls looked at each other and then turned back to me.

“Why did he do this?” Margery asked, and dried my cheeks with her thumbs.

“He wanted to take a bath with me, but I refused.”

They both send me a gentle look, and then dragged me upstairs to Margery’s chamber, where they fed my cake and talked to me about everything and nothing, until I felt better.

I’ve heard the two of them talk about Joffrey before, I’ve heard about all the things he have done to Sansa, and I’ve heard Grandmother Olenna call him a monster, but a part of me have never believed them, because how could my beloved and kind king be anything like that?

I guess, that sometimes in order to understand something, you have to try it, or at least a little part of it.

Now I understand, and for the first time ever, I wasn’t jealous of Margery marring Joffrey, actually I pitied her.

If you don't know - preference 4/4

Calum:

Tonight we’re fading fast
I just wanna make this last
If I could say the things I want to say,
I’d find a way too make you stay
I’d never let you get away


There was so much I wanted to say to her but I couldn’t. She was sitting across the room talking to me and the boys about how she wanted to travel around the world for a few years to get away for a bit.

“So do you think it’s a good idea?” She asked nervously.

There were a series of yeses and nods of heads from the boys.

“So you want to go traveling by yourself for a few years? Won’t that get a little lonely?” I said breaking my quiet stance I had held the past hour.

She looked at me in shock before composing herself.

“I-I’ll meet new people and I’ll get to explore… I won’t be completely alone” she said quietly.

“So we won’t see you for a few years then?” I said angrily

“I guess not..”

“Great. That’s just fucking great. Have fun.” I growled before anger took over me and I stormed out of the room and retreated to my bedroom.

If only I had a good enough reason to make her stay. I didn’t want her to go, I loved her too much and if it was up to me if never let her get away.


Luke:

So go ahead rip my heart out,
Show me what loves all about
Go ahead rip my heart out
Thats what loves all about

“Stop it y/n, please just stop it.” Luke sighed in defeat.

“Stop what?” I asked innocently not having any idea what he was talking about.

“stop pretending that the other night didn’t happen” he growled

“That’s because it didn’t” I told him sternly as we had agreed to forget about it.

“We slept together. That’s not going to change so please stop ignoring it” he said

“I’m not ignoring it, I just don’t want to talk about it. It was a mistake, we were drunk and it’s never going to happen again.” I said

“You honestly can’t see can you?” He asked

“See what?”

“You just don’t see that I love you. I don’t count the other night as a mistake” he whispered

“Luke?” I gasped at him “what?… I.. No. Stop messing around.”

“Do you love me?” He said ignoring my last comment.

“You’re my best friend of cours-”

“Not like that, you know what I mean”

“Luke..I..”

“Go on tell me, I can take the truth” he said

“I don’t know… I don’t know what love is… I’ve never been in love before…”

“That’s okay, I can show you. Just give me the chance”

Ashton:

I want you to want me to stay,
And I need you to need me to stay
If you say that you don’t feel a thing
If you don’t know let me go

“Ashtonnnnnn Hiii” I slurred hiccuping down the phone.

“Y/n? What the hell?” Ashton’s tired voice rang through my head.

“Ashtonnnn get upp!! ‘Snot bed time!! ” I giggle

“Y/n? Are you drunk?” He asked softly

“Nope” I giggled again popping the p

“Where are you? I’m coming to pick you up” he said

“I’m at our place” I sighed sadly.

I heard him let out a breath before hanging up.

Okay so maybe I was a bit drunk. Okay make that very drunk. I had no Idea what I was doing or why I’d called Ashton.

Some time later Ashton’s car pulled up and he stepped out making his way towards me.

“Y/n…” He started sitting next to me on the park bench.

“Ashtonnnn” I mimicked him

“you have to stop doing this” he said bluntly suddenly bringing me back to reality.

“Im sorry” I said sadly before getting up to leave.

He grabbed my hand not saying anything and led me over to his car strapping me into the passenger seat and climbing into the drivers seat.

He looked over to me sighing when I turned my head to look out of the window. He stared the car driving all the way to my house in silence.

Once we got their I hurried out of his car stumbling quickly to my front door and fumbling in my clutch for my key.

“Give it here” Ashton said taking my bag and easy finding the key and unlocking the door.

He followed me into the house making me go upstairs to get changed into my pyjamas that consisted of one of his shirts I kept when we broke up.

He had disappeared downstairs and returned with a glass of water. He stopped in the doorway taken aback as he stared at his T-shirt I was wearing. He as brought back as I moved to get into my bed. He placed the glass down onto my bedside table as I crawled further into my covers wondering what he would do next.

“Get some sleep” he said before turning to leave and closing the door behind him and just like that he was gone.

“Ashton wait” I called out as I heard his footsteps come to a halt and turn around.

“Yeah?”

“I want you to stay” I said lifting up the covers.

“I shouldn’t …”

“I need you to ashton … Please”

“Y/n… I can’t… We broke up two moths ago … You need to move on.” He said.

“Oh” I said as a few tears started to fall down my cheeks.

“Don’t cry. Please. I still love you, I really do but your drunk and you’ll forget about this by the morning”

Michael:

You would scream, we would fight, you would call me crazy
And I would laugh, you were mad but you’d always kiss me
In the shirt that I had that you always borrowed
When I woke, it was gone
There was no tomorrow

“For fuck sake shut up” I said before pulling her to me and kissing her roughly.

“I hate you” She said pulling back then crashing her lips back onto mine.

“I hate you too” i said back to her as we fell onto the bed cuddled together.

“Michael?” Luke’s voice sounded through the hotel room

“Go away” I grumbled

“Look, you need to get out of here, it’s not good for you”

“Leave me alone”

“Fine, but you can’t stay in bed for the rest of your life” he said

I can try. I thought.

What was the point of doing anything when y/n wasn’t there with me.

The day she left haunted my every dreams, I would never forget it until she was back in my arms and I could call her mine again.

I remember the morning I woke up to find she wasn’t there anymore.

“Y/n?” I called out into my apartment, not knowing that she was gone.

I checked every room and their was no sign of her which confused me, she normally stuck around for breakfast.

I checked my phone to see I had a message from her.

‘Im sorry. I can’t do this anymore.’

A sob came from within me and I let the tears fall freely crying openly into the empty hotel room.

A/N: I’m sorry I haven’t updated for ages but exams are over now so wooo (and this is really bad sorry)

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Hi, guys. I have a pretty decent amount of followers on here, and I wanted to ask you for help.

This is Jeff, my sister’s rabbit. She got him as a baby about 7 years ago, and this has been his life ever since. I hate that it’s taken me this long to do something about it, but every time I bring up the fact that this is neglect and cruelty, my sister gets offended and angry, and my parents usually take her side. I’m not here enough to ensure he always gets the proper care, and I desperately want to find someone who will take care of him properly.

She doesn’t mean to be cruel, but my sister sees Jeff as more of a burden than anything. His cage goes weeks between cleanings, he never gets any exercise, and she often forgets to give him fresh food and water. I try to make up for it when I’m here, but I know it isn’t enough.

I’m looking for someone who will give him the love and care he deserves. He’s sweet and gentle, though I’m not sure how he will interact with other rabbits, since he’s been alone his entire life.

I know that this is technically stealing, but it’s for good reason. My sister would never agree to it if I told her directly, so it’s better I do this when she isn’t around. If you are in or around the Savannah, GA area, please message me. I just want to get him to a good home before it’s too late.

anonymous asked:

Hello are you still doing prompts? Like Sherlock just had a bad day and bumps into Molly and compliments her so she asks whose body he needs to see and he says hers and kisses her, please. I can't get it out of my head......

Hem. Hem. Just trying it out. Sorry, I was gone for a while but I’m trying to write again. Mostly to distract myself from my impending exam, I’ve been so anxious lately. Also, can someone help me figure out this new tumblr format? I don’t quite know how to tag anything anymore (Nevermind, I think I figured it out lol). Anyways, here’s some Sherlolly Fluff! 

Molly didn’t find it surprising that she’d be spending her Friday night inside the morgue surrounded by dead people when right above her was the busy streets of London basking with life and, quite possibly and most likely, inebriated people. It’s not like she minded, she rather enjoyed her work but the constant hammering of her friend to get a life (ironically while she was slicing up a cadaver) was slightly getting to her. It wasn’t long before a certain Consulting Detective (the only one in the world), came barging in with a particular sulky look plastered on her face. 

“Bad day, was it?” She jested. It seemed so far away now, those days when she fancied him were long gone and she’d like to take pride in finally getting over him. Almost

“Boring case, not more than a five. Solved it ten minutes in,” Sherlock babbled as he walked towards her with a determined look. “ You look lovely,” he muttered feeling his throat constrict a little. “Your face is err —mouth, nose, eyes and eyebrows perfectly blend with each other. It’s very—aesthetically pleasing.” Molly couldn’t help but frown at this.

“Have you gone mental?” She whispered, her arms elbows deep inside Mr. Flitch. 

No,” He huffed. 

“What is it then? Need a body? An organ? Which one is it?” She asked, a tad bit annoyed as she thought that they’ve gotten past the fake compliments in exchange for what he needed. They were friends after all and if the deerstalker hat-wearing detective wanted anything from her, he could always just simply ask. Sherlock responded with an offended look, un-knitting his brows; the man ruffled his black curly hair and stepped closer towards her causing Molly to look up at the rather tall detective. “What?” sounding less annoyed than she intended.

“Oh to hell with it,” Sherlock grumbled as he cupped the pathologists face with his long calloused fingers, bending down to capture her lips with his. Eyes wide, Molly was definitely unsure on how to respond. Taking that as a hint, Sherlock pushed her face away from his, his pair of green eyes scanning her features as if trying gauge her reaction. “You don’t —why are you not responding?” 

“Uhmm,” was all she said in reply, pursing her lips as she stared into his eyes. 

“You don’t like me anymore?” He added, looking like a child kept away from his favourite toy. 

“No, it’s not—that?” Uncertainty filled her voice and his face responded with glee. 

“Great! Dinner then! After work? I’ll have Mycroft send a car. Don’t worry about changing your clothes, you look ravishing.” He blathered, pressing a small kiss onto her forehead. 

It was only when he was out the door that everything started sinking in. She looked at her hands, still gripping (rather tightly) on Mr. Flitch’s internal organs. The corners of her lips tugged into a huge grin that proved to be harder to wipe off that the smell of blood and formaldehyde that seemed to have clung onto her arms. For a brief moment she felt insecure about the stench only to realise that he wouldn’t mind. Not at all.

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She knows what he meant by “anyone”
of course she cares

anonymous asked:

For Constance: in your tags you said "starts fangirling but realises she can't anymore" why can't you fangirl?? can't we always fangirl over this beautiful bastard? (really nice edit btw) xox

I don’t want to create drama or anything but if you want to know, we once received a message (actually several ones) where we are asked to stop fangirling because they thought it was annoying and non-professional

So now I’m like

 - Constance

King's Game Starter Sentences
  • "Will you finish by morning?"
  • "What's this?"
  • "You still remember that?"
  • "Forget it already."
  • "After all that happened yesterday, are you making things more extreme?"
  • "Can't you see that enjoying these things is just wrong?"
  • "Give it back!"
  • "Wait, who are you talking about?"
  • "I don't want to disappear..."
  • "She was the one that asked for it."
  • "Aren't you being a little bit too self-centered?"
  • "Die at this moment, now!"
  • "It's just rare for you to talk to anyone."
  • "I think that it's a curse."
  • "Is there any other explanation for it?"
  • "What did you do?"
  • "I have to talk to you."
  • "We're just childhood friends."
  • "How can you be so sure?"
  • "Can you really say that your memories are real?"
  • "Who are you to talk in this situation?"
  • "When she jumped, I couldn't do anything."
  • "We thought up a really good idea."
  • "Stay with me."
  • "I'm sick of this."
  • "I can't take this anymore!"
  • "We should split up and search."
  • "But what are we looking for?"
  • "You should know best."
  • "Don't play dumb."
  • "Just because you're studious, doesn't mean you're smart."
  • "Make it easier to understand."
  • "I don't want him/her to die!"
  • "What a beautiful friendship you have there."
  • "A game to fulfill one's desire to dominate...?"
  • "Didn't I say it already?"
  • "And when you found out you were the main reason, how would you feel?"
  • "That's a lie."
  • "All I want is to know the truth."
  • "In order to accomplish that, you need to die here."
  • "Let me go!"
  • "I won't let you do whatever you want anymore."
  • "Get yourself together."

sociallychallengedperson  asked:

That little smile that Derek does when he says he was evolving. He may have evolved into having a full wolf shift but it was emotionally as well from not being able to stand Kate around him half naked he stands so proudly (like his mum). He knows she can't touch him and that she hasn't got one over on him. God he's so precious

I KNOW I KNOW! OMG, I’M SORRY FOR BABBLING BUT I’M NOT OVER THIS WHOLE EP, I DON’T THINK I’LL EVER BE TBH!

Pictured: me forever and ever about anything Derek Hale and TW! XD

But for real, it was amazingly perfect how he came back as a wolf and how it was him that took down Kate - even if she still escaped, he needed do to that - to face her (naked on top of that) and to show her she’s not the boss of him anymore. He’s not afraid of her, he rose above her! He’s no longer her victim! Oh, God, I’m so emotional over this, you have no idea! Just…perfect scene! :D