Hello! (previously JAILHOUSEPIRATE) I’m Katrina, this is my second blog on Tumblr. I felt the need…
I’M MOVING! I will be posting a link to the new blog for at least a week. Hope to see some of you will follow me there. :)
Hello! (previously JAILHOUSEPIRATE) I’m Katrina, this is my second blog on Tumblr. I felt the need…
MOVING! I will be posting a link to my new blog for at least a week. :) Hope you guys decided to follow me there.
Hello! (previously JAILHOUSEPIRATE) I’m Katrina, this is my second blog on Tumblr. I felt the need…
I’m moving blogs. Please feel free to follow me there! :)
I did it! I made a new blog. Starting fresh. Please feel free to FOLLOW ME there: badgingerwolf.tumblr.com
ive pondered that option for the longest time but i cant im too attached to mine lol
I’m making one right now. And making it private, so it’s there if I wanna switch over. I do like the username I chose.
Considering making a new blog. Starting from scratch. I’m not digging this blog anymore.
I love this because this isn’t just OO COOL LOOK AT THE SPECIAL EFFECTS! This is SCIENCE! Because this is the tapeta lucida at work, which reflects light and makes it possible for nocturnal animals to see in dim lighting by magnifying any available light. So when LOTS of light hits it, well… you get the reflective/shiny eyes. And humans do not have tapeta lucida at all, so this is a part of Scott’s anatomy that has been permanently altered, and doesn’t just manifest during a change/full moon.
au: lydia kills peter.
“I used powder of wolfsbane from Deaton’s spice cabinet to subdue him. He wasn’t quite unconscious after that, said something about how I couldn’t go through with it, that we had unfinished business to attend to. He got to watch as I drove the knife into his chest. I buried the body at the ice rink—Boyd didn’t exactly say that it was okay, but he did leave me the keys to the zamboni, and, well, I think that’s permission enough, don’t you?”
“Are you telling me that you killed an alpha werewolf? That you killed Peter Hale?”
Lydia smiles. ”What, like it’s hard?”