Portrait Of Cody Christian By Chan Vasquez, Dec 2019

Portrait of Cody Christian by Chan Vasquez, Dec 2019

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I love baby Yoda too

Would you have won that state championship without Spencer James? I think it would have been tough without him, for sure.

no place for promises

chapter 22: poison and longing

Warnings: mildly dubious consent (heed tags for further information) You can read it on AO3

When Stiles opens his eyes this time, he can’t feel any pain. He doesn’t wake up on the hard tiles of a restroom floor. He wakes up on a couch. Jordan’s convertible couch, to be exact. He recognizes the pillow next to his head. Theo said he’d bring him home. Well, not home but back to where he currently lives. Not that it matters. He’s out, he is safe, and most importantly, he’s healed. There is no blood on his face. Nothing that indicates that Donovan smashed his face into the mirror. There’s no bite wound either. He can feel a bandage around his stomach, but there’s no pain when he feels for something. 

He’s only exhausted. His muscles and bones feel as if he’s been running a marathon. Stiles closes his eyes again, shuffles a bit and pulls the blanket tighter around him. 

“Stiles?” Hayden asks, her voice ever so soft. 

He doesn’t reply or move, keeps pretending to still be asleep. People are not what he wants to deal with right now - even less the chimera pack. If Hayden is here, the rest will be too, and Stiles isn’t up for a discussion or to fight against whatever draws him towards Theo over and over and over again. 

Continuar lendo

THE WITCHER: SEASON ONE (2019)

#cutie pie