if u can’t handle me at my epsilon then you don’t deserve me at my alpha
(via ichidou)
if u can’t handle me at my epsilon then you don’t deserve me at my alpha
(via ichidou)
ugh i think i’m getting sick.
friendly reminder that bran doesn’t know about the red wedding ✿◕‿◕✿
(via laurmarling)
so there are 16 girls trying out for softball.
and 15 uniforms.
about 7 or 8 of the girls are freshmen, and many of them play select.
the rest are returning girls who played last year.
except me and my friend. neither of us have played in years.
girl you must be betty crocker, cause ur making me
(Source: larvitarded, via turian-tsuntsun)
Alpha: Who? - Who died?
Director: Agent Texas.
Alpha: NO…ugh….OH MY GOD NO!
(Source: captainlasky, via arya-underfoots)
All A.I. are based on a human mind. And the Director had a theory. He thought, if we can’t copy it, we’ll just have to do the next best thing.
- Season 6, Episode 16
That’s right. It’s broken. We broke it, and we need you to fix it, just like you’ve done before. Here, take this. Use this to fix it. Make it better. Take away all that is broken. That’s right. Put them in here.
- Season 10, Episode 16
(Source: ichidou, via arya-underfoots)
In which Derek is telling himself these things and breaking my heart at the same time
(Source: bjhunnicutts, via thevulcantribble)
(Source: foodphotosets, via soldiertex)
Derek didn’t have fingers enough to tick off the times he laughed at Stiles’ “preparations” for the apocalypse.
The supernatural was in his blood. It was part of his daily life. ‘What horrible thing or person’s going to try to kill me today?’ was a question that came to mind sometimes hourly. But there was a limit to how much any one person could believe, and the zombie horde was just beyond his saturation point.
Reanimated dead. Corpses brought back to life, decomposing and yet mobile, with hands and nails and teeth and a taste for living human flesh. It was just too much.
Stiles began stocking bottles of water and cans of nonperishable food at the Hale house a grand total of three hours after the first rumor of a virus hit the Internet. He was unreachable, moving around as if pulled on strings, twitchy and breathing shallow and looking at everyone with wide, scared eyes.
“You don’t get it.” His lips, chewed raw while checking and double-checking the supplies, smeared a rust-colored stain in the very center of Derek’s gray t-shirt. “I can’t do this. I – I was always gonna be the one who dies first. That’s me. The plucky comic relief who gets his ass torn in half to make everyone realize this is serious business. That’s me.”
He didn’t die first.
Danny died first.when everything you’re holding onto falls | a teen wolf zombie au
Possibly-sappy-fic written about the unlikely scenario in which York regains consciousness to have a few moments with Delta before he dies. …It is not a particularly happy fic.
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York woke up to the thrum of the healing unit at work, ceaselessly trying and failing to stitch back…
burbles incoherently
claws at air
weeps
(via timetravelresetbaby)
Superlock - The death of Sherlock & Castiel .
Requested by - purrplekat1989
(via basiacat)