sarcasm and anxiety.

what do you want me to say? that i'm a stalker? that i'm crazy, totally paranoid? none of this is new information!

[tim-lucy]

It needs to be someone who can pull you back. Someone that has a strong connection to you, a kind of emotional tether. Lydia…you go with Stiles.

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lydsbane:

Lydia forced a smile. “You’d watch The Notebook with me and eat ice cream?” She turned away quickly. “Hold on.” She blurted, trying desperately not to start crying. “No Notebook. I don’t want to see that right now, I’m not sure what I want.”

“We could just get the ice cream,” Stiles suggested, at a loss for what else to do. He didn’t exactly have much practice in dealing with these types of situations, but it was clear that Lydia needed some cheering up. “And I’ll give you a ride home whenever you want. You can leave his stupid car here.”

[batsaber]

princegriffinxavier:

++ batsaber

     “… did you just knock out that hunter with a BAR?”

“It’s a bat, but... yeah.”

[batsaber]

nighttimemachinery:

oh my gosh you guys we can call malia and stiles m&m now it’s so cute i’m dying

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i’m gonna make it a point to pay more attention to stiles when i get home from the shore on monday. i’m leaving at like 5am tomorrow morning and i’d try and get some replies done tonight, but i’ve gotta finish packing. so have a great weekend and ily!

[batsaber]

if your muse has trust & abandonment issues clap your hands

[pupbar-blog]

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pupbar:

                                         May she rest in peace.

                                  June 5, 2011 - August 3, 2015 

[scott-malias-deactivated2021011]

I was made for loving you. 

[cutestcoyote-blog]

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cutestcoyote:

A place for all Malia Tate RPers to gather and rejoice. Lets make a post where all of the people giving her life can gather and scream about this precious cinnamon roll. Please reblog this if you roleplay, lead a blog heavily dedicated to the coyote OR know someone that does. The main goal is to spread around and gather as many Malia’s as we can. Once you saw this, and decided that you want to be included on here and on THIS list, please inbox me!

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screamsofgenius:

 ❛ You did? Where? What    happened? ❜ 

“It was when we were at the hospital. I saw her on the roof.”

[batsaber]

mercifulmccall:

They were clearly not going to back down from either sides and Scott was getting tired of having this same conversation. “Look, I’m not, I’m being cautious, I’m just saying we shouldn’t treat him like a criminal until we catch him doing something,” he said.

Scott knew that Stiles wasn’t trying to be difficult about things, but he clearly had his mind made up abut Theo. He put his head in his hands. “Let’s just work on something else. Like what happened to Tracy– that’s more important that whatever is going on with Theo,” he stated. 

He hoped that maybe talking about something else would be better. Finding out what happened to that innocent girl was much more important than worrying about if Theo was innocent or not. “I don’t want to lose anyone else.”

If Scott would be second-guessing Theo even just a little bit more now on, that was better than nothing. And Stiles didn’t think he would get anything more out of him, at least not until they had definitive proof that Theo wasn’t who he said he was. Which they would find, eventually. Stiles was just hoping it wouldn’t be too late when Theo finally showed his true colors.

They’d obviously reached a stalemate in the argument, and so Stiles readily agreed when Scott suggested they move on to a different topic of discussion. Namely, what had happened to Tracy.

“What do you think it was that Malia saw? The guys in masks?

[avvets]

TW AU: Stiles and Allison are siblings.

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lydsbane:

“Oh.” Lydia glanced around, feeling a little embarrassed and not wanting it to show on her face. “If you want me to go, that’s all right.” She offered. “I’m sure you didn’t want to spend your summer being vented to about someone you don’t even like, anyway.”

“No,” Stiles shook his head quickly, not wanting her to end up leaving just yet. “I don’t mind at all. Really. And a breakup is the kind of thing you go to your friends about, right? Aren’t we supposed to be eating ice cream and watching chick flicks, or something?” Friends. Yeah. They were just friends.

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screamsofbanshee:

Lydia’s expression softened at his words. She shifted again carefully the tugging in her side making her pause momentarily before she was able to finish propping herself up on the pillows. “You didn’t have to stay,” she responded softly, but if she was being honest Lydia was happy that his was the first face she woke up to. “Are you okay?” She asked giving him a cursory once over.

“I know, but I wanted to. And I felt like I should. I didn’t mind.” It had been a long day, but now that Lydia was awake and talking, Stiles felt like he could breathe a little easier. Still, he watched her careful movements closely, just in case. “Yeah, I’m fine. We were... I was just worried about you.”

[sassandsassagain-deactivated201]

[batsaber]

sassandsassagain:

“She didn’t mean it, son…”

[emmi-salv-deactivated20160829]

batsaber

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ofhallucinatixns:

“You’ve gotten so tall.” She says, a SMILE gracing her features.  “You make me look short.” Claudia tries to keep from TEARING up but fail miserably. She’s missed SO much time with him. 

Stiles nodded, not trusting himself to speak just yet. She looked the same, only... not sick. She looked like his mom. Swallowing thickly, Stiles finally found the words.

“Mom. How... how’re you here?”

[batsaber]

wailingdivinity:

   “I saw my grandma.”

“I’m gonna go ahead and guess that sucked, too.”