I'm Nikki. This is supposedly a blog where I post whatever the fuck I want, but it's slowly becoming a Tyler Hoechlin, Richard Armitage, and The Hobbit blog, with occasional bursts of whatever the fuck I want.
Image made by me (surprisingly)
nikki. okay, so it starts off well with a soft sound and the n gives it a little bit of a corner in the front, which is good. and then you’ve got the kk sound which is like bright bursts but that’s also where your name divides, so there’s a soft pocket in the middle there. and then you leave it with a vowel sound, the i is like a downward curve, it’s nice. ~ Claire
I don't make the GIFs I post/use on my blog(s).
Image made by me (surprisingly)
nikki. okay, so it starts off well with a soft sound and the n gives it a little bit of a corner in the front, which is good. and then you’ve got the kk sound which is like bright bursts but that’s also where your name divides, so there’s a soft pocket in the middle there. and then you leave it with a vowel sound, the i is like a downward curve, it’s nice. ~ Claire
I don't make the GIFs I post/use on my blog(s).
“Jesus Christ, that’s The Grim!”
When Stiles first sees the dog, it’s at lacrosse practice. He’s sitting on the bench watching Scott, Jackson, and Danny play. His eyes drift towards the bleachers, where Lydia, Allison, and Derek’s Trio of Misfits are sitting. Stiles waves at them, but only Allison waves back.
“Figures,” he mumbles.
