The Toyota commercial just came on and I’m screaming
this commercial makes the whole toyota thing even funnier
The first transformation by *Lelia Portrait of the Hale’s faily from the tv series Teen Wolf. Derek Hale’s first transformation into a werepuppy, I imagined that he was playing with his dad and suddenly he wolfed out, due of the shock he landed on his ass, all under the amused and proud gaze of his father.
I was inspired in my beloved dog “Beka” (R.I.P) , when she was a puppy the first time she barked she landed on his ass due the shock, it was really cute and funny.
Sorry for my bad english LOL
“I think I should know how to make love
to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out now
L-O-V-E’s just another word I never learned to pronounce.”
Apparently a day has come for some baby Derek and seductress Kate feels.
I’m just going to lay here and cry for a while ;~;
a whole future that never happeend
Try listening to Laura by Bat for Lashes and think of Laura Hale and try not to cry.
Your reminder that in the Tween Wolf AU, Derek finds Laura’s body when he’s maybe, probably 17. (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ You’re welcome!
Not too happy with this one because it isn’t cleeeaaaaaan but I was sort of all over the place and too many layers and ugh, so there isn’t really a way to fix anything without restarting the whole thing. Oh well!
p,s. you can blame renqa for this b/c she’s the one who suggested terrible things
Laura doesn’t come back home. Derek lies to himself, tells himself she’s fine, goes to school the next morning like she wanted him to. he leaves early because last period is study hall and there’s nothing yet to study except the insides of his eyelids. Derek hasn’t liked to look too closely at the insides of his eyelids in a little over a year, that’s where the nightmares live.
he’s done lying to himself too.
Derek goes looking for her in the woods, Laura wouldn’t go anywhere else. he knows her scent better than anything, picks up a trail almost instantly, and it’s almost so overbearing it’s like the entire forest is awash with her.
and it is, up to a point. Derek smells blood at almost the exact moment he smells Laura too, but he pushes it out of his mind. convinces himself it’s something it’s not.
Laura’s bisected, wide-eyed staring corpse looking up at him from the forest floor at his feet tells Derek it is. she looks surprised. and maybe a little bit sad. maybe a lot sad.
or maybe that’s just Derek projecting.
Derek can’t breathe. can’t blink. can’t sob. he wants to do all of these things, but he can’t. Laura can’t do any of them anymore, why should he?
Derek drops to the forest floor on his knees, blood tacky under his jeans. hugs Laura close to him and buries his nose in her hair. she smells more like Death than Laura now, but he does it anyway.
he thinks about how this is his fault. like Peter. like the fire. he thinks about how they should have never come back to Beacon Hills, how they should have just let the property tax expire because what’s the point in having Hale land when there’s not any Hales to live on it? he thinks about the fact that in the eyes of the law, he’s still technically a child.
Derek buries Laura in an unmarked grave and starts making plans. no one can know that Laura’s dead. not at least until he turns eighteen, he won’t go into child services. into foster care.
the next day, he finds a new patch of blood running through the forest. blood that isn’t Laura’s. it’s not much, not life threatening. probably just a kid taking a short cut home through the woods and scraping his hand on a tree.
he finds a small, dirty inhaler buried in the leaf pile at the base of a tree, next to the scent of new blood. he pockets it and keeps walking.