© meliapond
  • child I am babysitting: How do you get grownup teeth?
  • me: You lose your baby teeth
  • child I am babysitting: they fall out!?
  • me: they fall out
  • child I am babysitting: do you still have your baby eyes?
  • me:
  • child I am babysitting: or did they fall out
  • me:
  • me:
  • me: you keep the same eyes all your life
  • child I am babysitting: *touches eyes* whoa
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mcchickened:

an very important hole

mcchickened:

an very important hole

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zainclaw:

This one is for Billy. Stay strong!

Derek notices Stiles losing speed the moment they’re through the doors, but it’s not until Scott and Isaac rounds the first corner that the boy comes to a full stop. Derek halts, too, ready to spin around and snap; tell him to hurry, remind him that this a life-and-death situation, but his words die in his throat when catching the look on Stiles’ pale face.

"What is it?" He asks instead, because Stiles’ heart is pounding, bottom lip trembling, as if they’re already standing face to face with the monster of the month.

Stiles swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing. Derek can hear Scott and Isaac continue down the hallways, heading for Melissa. There’s a part of him that wants to run after them, to follow the pack, but the rest of him stays where he is, waiting for Stiles.

"I hate this hospital," he finally answers, voice quiet, like he’s ashamed to admit it.

Derek feels a lump emerge in his throat, because he knows why. This is where Stiles’ mother died, where he visited her till the night she stopped breathing. This is where his father undoubtedly ended up once or twice after a job. This is where countless of people have died thanks to all the shit they’ve been through over the last few years.

Pursing his lips, Derek takes a step closer, reaching out to slide his hand down Stiles’ arm to finally clasp his hand. He can hear Stiles’ heart jump, but the stench of his fear is fading, replaced by something warm and sweet that Derek tells himself to ponder later.

"Me too," he whispersremembering Peter’s old room and wheelchair, Cora lying sick in one of these beds with no way to cure her, sitting in the waiting room with Scottas he gently pulls Stiles along to where the two wolves disappeared.

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confectionerybliss:

Swedish Cinnamon Buns
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i-thinkyourmustacheisbeautiful:

reginalds' In the Flesh meme (x) [1/5 characters]

Simon Monroe

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iwriteaboutfeminism:

Police escalate the violence. Unrest in Ferguson, Part 2

[part 1]

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colinodonorgasm:

what’s the n u m b e r?
                    that’s how much you’re worth

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pun-rocker:

You know why I love AUs? Because the whole point of them is that everything is changed, and yet these two people are still going to meet and fall in love- that they’re so set in stone and so meant to be that you can change literally everything in a hundred universes and they’ll fall in love over and over again. 

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I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart. 
- e.s. (via selectables)
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