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This image speaks for itself


I was planning on doing Kuroiwa’s “embarrassed” face as well, but can’t since mid terms are coming up.

I really enjoyed this chapter. Probably one of my favorites in a while now. I really am enjoying the slower paced. though I don’t think it’ll last  long now.Because…..

Valentines Day + New Couple + Clowns + Possible Touka-Yoriko Reunion = Perfect Recipe Of Disaster


EDIT: Welp! I messed up Tsuki’s skin colour. No wonder he looks so pissed off :3

If I did a giveaway of like Korean skincare and beauty products would people be interested ? Because my blog will be 2 years old on Valentine’s day in 2017 and I’ve got alot of discount points on the website I use to buy my skincare products . I’ll include the nature republic exo handcreams and things If I can afford it and the infamous lip tint (you know the one). I’ll only do it if my followers are interested tho

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Qin Xiong has a cold and Xuezhang (senior) just wants to take care of him. 

Characters from ‘Their Story’ by Tan Jiu

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because i have tons of valentine day cards saved on my computer and because everybody deserves love whether you’re in a relationship, married, single, gay, straight, a dog, an asshole, or a piece of cardboard. please make sure your submit box is open are i will skip u muttering profanity under my breath

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Family Love (Girl to Boy version) <3

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!! -Midori Chan

OH GOD OKAY BUT DEREK !!!! TREATING STILES LIKE HE’S FRAGILE WHEN HE FINDS OUT STILES IS SICK. NO MORE OF THE ANTAGONISTIC BANTER OR SHOVING OR TOUCHING. IT ALL SUDDENLY GETS VERY HESITANT AND CAREFUL AND KIND !!!!

LIKE DEREK CUPPING HIS ELBOW WHEN THEY WALK UP STAIRS. DEREK HOLDING HIS HAND OUT BEHIND STILES BACK BUT NOT QUITE TOUCHING AS THEY WALK. DEREK OFFERING TO GRAB THINGS SO STILES DOESN’T HAVE TO GET UP AND GET IT HIMSELF. DEREK NO LONGER BEING COMFORTABLE EVEN LAYING A COMMISERATING HAND ON STILES’ SHOULDER BECAUSE HE FEELS LIKE HE’S NOT ALLOWED, HE FEELS LIKE AN ASSHOLE AND A TERRIBLE PERSON FOR BEING SO CARELESS WITH STILES’ FRAGILITY BEFORE EVEN THOUGH IT WASN’T MALICIOUS, PERSE. AND WHO KNOWS HOW LONG THIS DISEASE HAS BEEN LURKING IN STILES’ HEAD, REALLY. DEREK TORTURES HIMSELF OVER IT ALL BECAUSE IT WOULD BE JUST HIS LUCK THAT A JOKING HEAD-TO-THE-STEERING-WHEEL WOULD HAVE AWAKENED THE DETERIORATION IN STILES’ BRAIN. BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS DEREK’S FAULT.

AND THEN OF COURSE STILES GRIPING BECAUSE HE HATES FEELING LIKE AN INVALID– “DEREK, WHAT THE FUCK, IT’S JUST MY BRAIN THAT’S FALLING TO PIECES. I’M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF WALKING UP THE GOD DAMN STAIRS.” “DEREK, IF YOU APOLOGIZE ONE MORE TIME FOR YOUR ARM BRUSHING MINE I AM GOING TO FIND ALLISON’S BIGGEST GUN AND SHOVE IT RIGHT UP YOUR ASS.” “I SWEAR TO GOD, DEREK. TRY TO FOLLOW ME TO THE BATHROOM AGAIN AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS. I FUCKING DARE YOU.”

AND MAYBE BROKENLY: “Derek… Stop looking at me like that.” Derek swallows, feigns ease. “Like what?” Stiles stares up at him, the turn of his mouth furious but his eyes pleading, desperate. “Like when you see me, all you can see is my headstone.”