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@wolfiinstincts // closed starter.

              SHE’S BEEN WATCHING HIM for a few days now. as creepy as that sounds, it was never kennedy’s intention to be that way. he was the FIRST werewolf she’d caught wind stumbling upon the small town that is beacon hills. she wasn’t even CERTAIN what she was expecting----------she didn’t even want to be AROUND other werewolves and yet, here she was, standing in the outskirts, looking like a STALKER. god, what would her FATHER say about her behavior? 

              kennedy pursed her lips at the idea, realizing that HER FATHER couldn’t do anything or say anything now. he wouldn’t even look kennedy in the eye after jakob, as if saying ‘i told you you couldn’t do this without us’ and it hurt. shaking her head out of her thoughts, kennedy found her feet APPROACHING the other wolf, worry creasing at her brow.

              “ uh----- ” god, she was AWKWARD, wasn’t she? she hasn’t been around another wolf since... since that one found her not longer after she’d shifted for the first time. amelia really SAVED her skin back there. licking at her lips nervously, she shoves her hands in the pockets of her jacket, glancing away. “ can... can you tell me where the closest hotel is ?? ” she had a FAKE i.d just for this reason ; being 18 didn’t get you into hotels, unfortunately.

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     THEY BROKE THE WRONG PARTS OF ME. they broke my wings and forgot i had CLAWS.

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me @ me: I s2g if you make one more muse I will throw you down the fucking stairs

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jakob was born august 13th and died june 28th. he was almost three and had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. he died in his mother’s arms and his last words were ‘mommy’. 

                    ya’know... in case you were having a good day.

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     THEY BROKE THE WRONG PARTS OF ME. they broke my wings and forgot i had CLAWS.

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the reason kennedy killed syrus with a gun is because she didn’t want to become an alpha. she knew what would be at stake if she were to kill him with her teeth and claws, so she killed him with a gun and set him on fire. she was unsure if this would work because in some werewolf lore that she had dug up, it did not matter if you killed the alpha with a gun or with teeth and claws, you would still become one. however, she took that chance and after two years of training in martial arts and learning how to control herself, she was able to track down the alpha and killed him, not knowing what was going to happen. she was grateful when she realized her eyes were still blue at the end of the night.

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me: *just made this blog and has like 3 other actives & 3 inactive* me: you know what the world needs? j. mc avoy as a witch.

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OPEN !!

             “ -------i CAN hear you, you know. you’re not exactly talking quietly. ”

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     THEY BROKE THE WRONG PARTS OF ME. they broke my wings and forgot i had CLAWS.

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Rage is addictive, you know. I guess it’s sorta like a drug. Anger and hatred get you high. They get you high, but like any addiction, they hollow you out and tear you down and eat you alive.

Marco, Book #10: The Android, pg. 45 (by K.A. Applegate)

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     THEY BROKE THE WRONG PARTS OF ME. they broke my wings and forgot i had CLAWS.

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this is a test. testing. TESTING. testing.  test test test.