scoot on his way to steal ur heart.
hit the heart to plot and write !!
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‘’WHAT? Fuck that. Why is the universe against us?’‘ It had already been too long since they had seen each other and knowing that Scott would be with him soon enough was all he wanted. He was in the middle of rambling when he heard his dad call his name. ‘‘Yeah, sure. No problem. Dad’s calling me anyways so I gotta go. I’ll call you after dinner.’‘ Stiles hung up and made his way downstairs. He actually had to clean up before getting started on dinner and rolled his eyes at his dad as he made his way down the stairs. ‘‘Yeah, pop’s, I know. Clean the kitchen. Scott’s coming later.’‘
He couldn’t wait. It took everything within not to bounce and make a noise, or anything that would let Stiles know what was going on. “Okay. Love you.” he hummed, before quieting down and waiting. The sulking coming from Stiles was exactly how he expected it, and he moved the second Stiles came into the kitchen. Sheriff kept boys attention on him, which gave Scott the chance to cover other’s eyes and-- place a little smooch on the back of his neck. “Guess who.”
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@crookjawed —> starter call
‘‘What do you mean your flights delayed ? How for how long?’’
“6 hours or so.” he mussed, hand going up to rub at his face. scott managed to sound completely miserable, while lying through his teeth. he was already in the state. city. Stiles’ back yard and finally kitchen. he was plotting this surprise with papa Stilinski for days, in order to stun Stiles (hopefully he wont be hit with a bat in the process). and somehow, it worked. “listen, I have to hang up-- bathroom. talk soon?” hanging up swiftly, Scott stuffed the phone into his back pocket and slid behind the door, after winking at Noah, who hollered at Stiles to ‘get his butt downstairs and help clean the kitchen before their guest arrived.’ this was brilliant. he was ready to jump at the other the second he came downstairs.
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rt if you’ve ever had a fandom related password at least ONCE in your entire life
cause literally me
i am making maggie, this has been a PSA
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[ sms; bae ]: I AM LISTENING. [ sms; bae ]: 3 weeks is like eternity right now >:( [ sms; bae ]: so soon yet so not. [ sms; bae ]: i miss that crooked jaw of yours. [ sms; bae ]: and your face too. [ sms; bae ]: what are you doing??
[ sms; babe ]: i just came home from seeing the Meg [ sms; babe ]: with Isaac and Allison [ sms; babe ]: and Liam and Hayden [ sms; babe ]: so I sat between two couples [ sms; babe ]: kill me now
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@crookjawed
[ sms; scotty ]: i went to the movies with lydia, jackson, danny and some other people tonight. [ sms; scotty ]: lydia and jackson were making out all night >:| [ sms; scotty ]: they sat next to me. [ sms; scotty ]: i couldn’t even enjoy the movie >:c [ sms; scotty ]: nor couldn’t i make-out with anyone bc soMEONE LIVES TOO FUCKING FAR AWAY.
[ sms; babe ]: l i s t e n [ sms; babe ]: 3 weeks till i fly there to see you. [ sms; babe ]: so soon. [ sms; babe ]: so good. [ sms; babe ]: god, I miss your face. [ sms; babe ]: and your freckles.
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… to have these scars.
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We are creating a masterlist for every Teen Wolf roleplayer.
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remember when you were innocently minding your business in 2008 and 3oh!3 dropped the iconic fucking line “tell your boyfriend if he says he got beef that i’m a vegetarian and i ain’t fucking scared of him” that was a transformative moment in everyone’s life
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Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I believe in that click.
Ann Aguirre, Blue Diablo (via bretttal)
Source: the-book-diaries
hi hello anyone remembers me
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You’re not in love.
You’re not in love because being in love with him is dangerous and stupid and reckless. You’re not in love because that’s not what you do, or who you are. You’re not in love but,
sometimes,
he fucking smiles at you just like that and you realize that you don’t see him smiling enough but every time you do it’s like the clouds are parting and making way for the sun and you’ve never seen anything so fucking
beautiful
in your entire life. You’re not in love and you don’t tell him that but, sometimes, it must show anyway because he reaches out for you without thinking twice about the weight of his hand on your arm and without fear that you’ll pull away. You’re not in love.
(That never fooled him anyway.)
yo, does anyone here know how to design small doodly drawing? i really need some help– i want a tattoo in shape of number 16, surrounded by lines/henna like design. can someone help me out? please?
just send me an IM if you wanna help me out!
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