My Wolf Pack

music


wild heart | the vamps
heartache on the big screen | 5sos
through the dark | one direction
chocolate | the 1975
friends like these | deaf havana

Currently Writing

chapter 10 of The Last Something That Meant Anything

2014 Reading Goal

14/50

Currently Working On


theme #10 for sourwolf themes

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Taylor. 21. INFP. Toronto. Anglophile. Music Addict. Writer. Student. //
Primarily a Teen Wolf blog, but I also post a lot of Supernatural, 1D, 5SOS, Sebastian Stan and Jamie Campbell Bower. Anything in my shows list is probably fair game too.
Dylan O'Brien and Tyler Hoechlin Appreciation for life!


(Source: peterhale)


dailyjamiebower:

Jamie Campbell Bower ‘gets emotional watching girlfriend walk the catwalk for Topshop’


ladypaceofmirkwood:

I’ve figured it out: My type is tall, handsome and dorky as fuck



(Source: mockingday)


sherlocks:

various pictures of the Teen Wolf Cast (90/100)

sherlocks:

various pictures of the Teen Wolf Cast (90/100)


garrisonbabe:

accidentally swapped phones with someone at a party and don’t realize until their mom calls in the morning and you spend like three hours talking to this hilarious woman about life and when you go to her house to return her kid’s phone wow the kid is the really good kisser from the party last night au

Carrie please omg you have to write this bleep0bleep


crossroadscastiel:

iTunes Season 10 Sneak Peek


Which tumblr user do you ship me with?



Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone | Iconic Lines

(Source: mclennons)


Hand-held shower heads are great.

That is all.



Chloe Moretz + Teen Wolf cast [requested by anonymous]

(Source: ms-moretz)



nicolaformichetti:

colton haynes by steven klein for vman magazine

colton wears DIESEL 

see all pics here 

http://www.nicolaformichetti.com/colton-haynes-vman/


bleep0bleep:

elrond50:

What, did Derek lose a bet to Stiles?

Yes, yes he did. It’s Undie Run, the Wednesday of finals week at BHU, and the terms of the bet specifically was that Derek do the entire run in whatever Stiles picks out. Now, Stiles could have been extremely cruel and gave him just a sock or a man thong, but he figures that Associated Students President, all around goody-goody basketball jock Derek Hale would never live down the ultimate nerdery: glow-in-the-dark Star Wars boxer briefs with the words “ASK ME ABOUT MY LIGHTSABER” emblazoned on the front, right over the crotch. 
Okay, so maybe this wasn’t the best of Stiles’ ideas, watching Derek step out of the bathroom wearing only the briefs— and Stiles had gone a size down, just for fun, but he didn’t think they’d be that tight, and wow, he definitely wants to know more about that bulge— 
Derek flexes mockingly in front of Stiles, and Stiles’ throat goes dry. “This good enough for you, Stilinski?” 
"Yeah, that’s— that’s good," Stiles stammers, and Derek gives him a grim salute before heading out to join the rest of the drunken crowd ready to race across campus. 
Stiles normally hates Undie Run; it’s loud and obnoxious, but this time he’s got invested states so he watches carefully from his dorm window. He easily picks out Derek’s form, jogging with determination, veering clear of the crowd. Derek doesn’t actually seem embarrassed at all, he’s just… 
Well, at least Stiles got a good show out of it.
He flops back down on his bed, starting up a new game of Skyrim when there’s a rapping at his door. Stiles opens it, and is surprised to see Derek standing in the hallway, a slight sheen of sweat on his bare chest, still wearing the underwear and holding a brown paper bag.
"Well?" Derek asks.
"What?" Stiles responds, confused. 
"You went to all this trouble to get me in this getup, and you didn’t even ask," Derek says, smirking. 
"Ask, um, what?" 
Derek looks down at himself pointedly, and then says, “I also bought glow-in-the-dark condoms, if you’re into that.” 
"Into that I am,” Stiles says delightedly. 

bleep0bleep:

elrond50:

What, did Derek lose a bet to Stiles?

Yes, yes he did. It’s Undie Run, the Wednesday of finals week at BHU, and the terms of the bet specifically was that Derek do the entire run in whatever Stiles picks out. Now, Stiles could have been extremely cruel and gave him just a sock or a man thong, but he figures that Associated Students President, all around goody-goody basketball jock Derek Hale would never live down the ultimate nerdery: glow-in-the-dark Star Wars boxer briefs with the words “ASK ME ABOUT MY LIGHTSABER” emblazoned on the front, right over the crotch. 

Okay, so maybe this wasn’t the best of Stiles’ ideas, watching Derek step out of the bathroom wearing only the briefs— and Stiles had gone a size down, just for fun, but he didn’t think they’d be that tight, and wow, he definitely wants to know more about that bulge— 

Derek flexes mockingly in front of Stiles, and Stiles’ throat goes dry. “This good enough for you, Stilinski?” 

"Yeah, that’s— that’s good," Stiles stammers, and Derek gives him a grim salute before heading out to join the rest of the drunken crowd ready to race across campus. 

Stiles normally hates Undie Run; it’s loud and obnoxious, but this time he’s got invested states so he watches carefully from his dorm window. He easily picks out Derek’s form, jogging with determination, veering clear of the crowd. Derek doesn’t actually seem embarrassed at all, he’s just… 

Well, at least Stiles got a good show out of it.

He flops back down on his bed, starting up a new game of Skyrim when there’s a rapping at his door. Stiles opens it, and is surprised to see Derek standing in the hallway, a slight sheen of sweat on his bare chest, still wearing the underwear and holding a brown paper bag.

"Well?" Derek asks.

"What?" Stiles responds, confused. 

"You went to all this trouble to get me in this getup, and you didn’t even ask," Derek says, smirking. 

"Ask, um, what?" 

Derek looks down at himself pointedly, and then says, “I also bought glow-in-the-dark condoms, if you’re into that.” 

"Into that I am,” Stiles says delightedly. 


(Source: vivo-di-harry)


me: exit tumblr, close laptop, get into bed, unlock phone, check tumblr

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