would you rather it be your thigh

A blog dedicated to Allison and Erica on Teen Wolf and their relationship!

[biathenas-blog-deactivated20190]

au | when new girl allison argent moves into town, erica must guard her best kept secret: she’s a mind reader.

[strangenewgirls]

Title: et ses cheveux sont dans les miens Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 5801 Main Pairing(s): Allison/Erica Warnings: None. Summary: Erica enjoys the few weeks of available normality before it all goes to hell. 3B AU. AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3110846

My gift for ladybubblegum for the teenwolffemslashexchange.

[ally-a-saved-the-day]

"That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said about me.”

“Is not.”

"Is too.”

Making a face, Allison said, more under her breath than aloud, “I’ll remember not to do it to your face again then.”

Stomach swooping, Erica covered her surprise and pleasure at hearing Allison say that by teasing her, “Ooooh, to my face?” She goaded. “Does that mean you’ve been complimenting me behind me back?” Allison rolled her eyes. “Argent, I know you’re obsessed with me, but really, this is too much.”

"I am not obsessed with you.”     

"It’s okay if you are, I totally understand. After all, I’m gorgeous, remember. And intelligent.”

Sweet Like Cinnamon by allyasavestheday | Allison and Erica are maids of honor for Lydia and Cora’s wedding. Things go wrong and bickering ensues. 

Explicit | Allison / Erica | 9/9 Chapters | 25k | AO3

This is my gift for Izzy (maliatae), as part of the Teen Wolf Holiday Femslash Exchange! I hope you have a lovely holiday and a happier new year!

[lovemea-malia]

Hi! What are your opinions on Allison and Erica? (Shippy stuff or separate, doesn't matter.)

First of all Allison and Erica are wonderful ladies :) And I ship them really hard. Like so hard.

Steel hard. Whatever.

I think they would find kinship in how they feel about the people they love, and once they spent some time together I think they’d realize that they respected each other and that could grow into love. I think they are both strong willed so they might fight, but ultimately they adore each other.

I think Erica curls up around Allison when she gets sad about her mom and just plays with her hair as she listens to Allison talk about what she misses about her mom and how she feels so angry about what her mom did but how she loves her mom anyway. And Erica would talk about growing up sick and feeling so helpless, and Allison could understand because she hates feeling week. Together they are stronger.

[allofthetwlesbians]

Surprise

Contains scenes of a very sexual nature.

Erica quietly climbed through Allison’s open window hoping to avoid another embarrassing moment with Chris. The amount of times she had been caught sneaking in at night was staggering fast and Chris knew something was going on between the two of them. Still the blonde tiptoed around the dark room to find Allison’s bed.

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[hekahte]

gifset remake series: [x]

just a longing, gone without a trace… oh, i wish i’d never, ever seen your face

                           i wish you were the one —                            wish you were the one that got away.

[lloydthefan-deactivated20200401]

Allica - computer support Erica and new vice president Allison (or smth) - These files were personal! or Fake dating for the christmas party? or Does your computer hate you or does it happen on purpose? :)

Allison sighed in frustration as the printer refused to work—again and without warning. Ever since she had gotten an upgraded model, her computer had been nothing but trouble. This was probably the fifth time this month that she had to call tech support.

Picking up her phone she already felt herself running out of patience. Maybe she should ask them to give her her old model back while she was at it.

The call connected and Allison was utterly taken by surprise at the voice on the other end. Distantly she knew that there had been some personnel changes, but with how hectic her schedule had been lately she had not yet found the time to acquaint herself with the new employees.

“This is Erica from IT, what can I do you for,” purred the voice on the other side, barely this side of suitable for the workplace. Well, Allison allowed, this workplace.

“This is Allison Argent,” she replied, a hint of dark amusement creeping into her statement.

If she had expected an embarrassed apology and quick scramble to the overly polite side of things, she would have been sorely disappointed.

“What seems to be the problem, boss?”

She barely managed to suppress a snort as Erica from IT popped her gum on the other end.

“My printer is on strike. I might have to throw it out of the window soon,” Allison joked, unable to help herself. Erica’s attitude was surprisingly refreshing.

“I’m sure Danny would love that,” the woman commented, referring to her immediate superior and head of IT. “Why don’t you let me take a look first?”

“I’d appreciate that.”

“I’ll be up right away,” Erica said and ended the call.

From experience Allison knew that that could mean anything from five minutes up to an hour. Shaking her head, she put the report she needed printed onto her USB drive and went to print it down the hall in Lydia’s office. Her best friend and head of research was rarely up here anyway and preferred to spend her time in the labs. Allison was sure the redhead wouldn’t mind if she used her equipment real quick.

*

It was closer to ten minutes and Allison had already worked halfway through that report Lydia had sent her earlier in the day.

There was a brief knock on the glass door she usually kept open and when Allison looked up from her work her mouth instantly went dry.

The woman standing in the doorway was certainly not what she had expected—long blonde curls, sinful lips, a wide, low-cut shirt that barely clung to slender shoulders, a black mini skirt stretching over creamy thighs and revealing endless legs that finally ended in leopard-print high heels.

Now the purring voice on the phone made much more sense.

Allison swallowed and waved her employee into her office.

“Thanks for coming so quickly,” she said and was glad that her own voice was as even as ever.

“Of course,” Erica returned with a knowing grin. “Let’s have a look, shall we?”

Allison backed up to give Erica the room she needed to work and almost groaned in a very different kind of frustration, when the woman bent over Allison’s desk, putting most of her weight onto one hand and starting to use the mouse with the other. Erica simply had to know what she was doing, there was no other explanation for posturing like that.

When she realized she was staring, she looked away and simply refused to blush.

“Maybe I should have enforced that dress code in every department after all,” she muttered with a hint of sarcasm and was rewarded with a wolfish grin.

“Oh I don’t know,” the blonde said, “drives those geeks wild.”

Allison snorted. She was sure it did.

It took a couple of more minutes and two restarts of her computer until the printer actually worked. She found that it was far too easy to indulge in the view, no matter how unprofessional that might have been.

When Erica finally straightened from her seductive sprawl, Allison was ready to call it a day and just head home for some alone time.

“There,” her employee said with a satisfied grin. “That should do it.”

“Thanks,” Allison replied and moved closer to her desk.

Erica was almost at the door when she threw a calculating look over her shoulder.

“You know,” she said, almost too casually. “My shift ends at seven.”

Allison lifted an eyebrow. She had never been propositioned like that before.

“Is that so,” she asked, faintly amused. Erica definitely had gall, she had to give her that.

“Jup.” A grin, followed by a flirty waggle of eyebrows.

“I’d better finish that report then,” she commented and watched Erica’s exaggerated sway of hips until the woman was out of sight.

[Prompt me some Teen Wolf femslash]

[strangenewgirls]

but imagine if Erica had lived and got Isaac’s 3a/3b storyline of being Allison’s new boo and Scott’s new werebiffle

[twfemslashficrec]

The Interview by eeyore9990

[twfemslash]

Introducing Allison Argent Femslash Week! 

What: A week to celebrate all of the different femslash ships that involve Allison. This means: Allison/Lydia, Allison/Kira, Allison/Erica, Allison/Laura, Allison/Cora, Allison/Malia, Allison/Erica/Lydia, Allison/Braeden, Allison/Braeden/Kira and any other twosomes, threesomes or moresomes that you can think of. 

When: February 8-14 

How: Create absolutely anything you want: fic, fanvids, art, gifs, etc as long as it focuses on a femslash ship involving Allison.

Optional Themes:

February 8 → favorite ship February 9 → song lyrics/quote February 10 → colors abound or future   February 11 → polyamory February 12 → rare pair (anything but allison/lydia) February 13 →  favorite scene from the show or favorite trope February 14 → AU

tag: #allisonfemslashweek in the first five tags and it’ll be reblogged to this blog. 

[teenwolfrarepairs]

Teen Wolf Rarepairs Advent Calendar (as voted by my followers) 

6. Allison/Erica - AU

Allison and Erica share chemistry in more than just their timetable

[philgordons-blog]

allison/erica college coffee shop au ( teen wolf femslash holiday exchange gift for asterixgazer, who requested coffee shops, first kisses, and an au where everyone is alive! )

college is meant to be about freedom, right? well, it’s not working out that way for allison. everything from her roommate to her major has been chosen for her by her overbearing family — who literally run the school, her grandfather being the college president, her father on the board of trustees, and her mother the dean of administration.

but allison’s sophomore year gets turned upside-down when a new barista starts work at her favorite study spot. erica seems to know a lot about freedom. she’s terrible at serving coffee, but otherwise she’s everything allison wishes she could be — fiercely independent, a shameless flirt, and a college dropout who claims to have no regrets about leaving her own overprotective family.

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[micaelaprattsarchive-blog-deact]

TEEN WOLF FEMSLASH HOLIDAY EXCHANGE [for blairbending]

Childhood friends-turned-roommates Elena and Allison start their freshman year at Whitmore College—and Elena makes it her mission to get her best friend and the extremely hot (and slightly terrifying) Erica Reyes together by the end of the semester.

“I’m just saying, you should…” “—Stop it.”

“You’re coming to this party, whether you like it or not. Are you seriously going to make me host this thing alone, Al?” A soft sigh over the phone. “…No.” “That’s my girl.”

“Okay, yeah, I like her—but she’s clearly not interested anymore.” “Al—” "—Look at her!” “…Ugh, fine. But this is still a party. Drink, dance, forget, and help me clean up in the morning.”

“Let’s just start over. I’m Allison. …Do you want to go out sometime?” “—How about eight?”

[jessicaparkerkennedy]

Allison/Erica Divergent AU part 1 of 2, made for a dropped participant in the teenwolffemslashexchange

At first, Allison Argent and Erica Reyes have nothing in common. Erica is Abnegation, taught to only think of others and never herself. Allison is Dauntless, trained relentlessly from childhood to be a warrior.

The Argents have been Dauntless going back countless generations. For Allison to choose anything else would be unthinkable, especially to her. For Erica, the only thing that would be unthinkable would be choosing to stay in a faction where she can never stand out or fight for what she believes in. She shocks the crowd by choosing Dauntless.

Allison earns respect from the beginning of initiation. Even among the Dauntless-born initiates, her skill with weapons is unparalleled. She is a master of the bow, of knives, of any gun put into her hands. Among the transfers, Erica gains just as much attention. She secures a reputation as the girl who will try anything. She knows she has a lot to prove and welcomes any challenge, fight, or dare.

Despite being scored separately in the first stage of initiation, Erica and Allison are pitted against each other from the beginning, constantly trying to outdo the other. When Erica lacks in skill, she makes up for in nerve—none of the other transfers will go up against Allison the way she does. Their rivalry becomes an undisputed fact, just another part of the cutthroat competition for acceptance into Dauntless.

[archivemeradiana-deactivated202]

allison/erica mythology au ― for micaelapratts for the teenwolffemslashexchange

Erica was born and she was human; average in almost every way, save for the gift of foresight. Her story did not truly begin until another ended. The Hales were brought down and it was Kate, of the Argents, whose hands were stained. The two families had been in battle since Time could remember and now, the Argents rejoiced. Derek was the only Hale who remained and he felt the weight of it for a century before he had found a solution. He went to Erica, now a young woman, and two others: Boyd and Isaac. His promises were grand and the three mortals wanted all of it, wanted more. They accepted. The Three underwent a transformation no one thought possible, a myth to even the Gods, a transformation nearly impossible to survive. But they did. Erica was born again and she was a goddess.

Allison, the golden child of the Argents, would not stand for it. It was blasphemous, the creation of new immortal beings, and the world quaked with her outrage. She vowed to right Derek’s mistake before the change was complete. With her bow in hand, she appeared before Erica, who was alone and unafraid. Allison’s arrow struck true, but she was too late. Erica pulled the weapon from her leg and what followed was the stuff of stars, the blood of Gods. Strong as it was, her bow could not kill an immortal. Allison secluded herself, burdened by her grief.

Allison, now unseen for quite some time, would return to the land of the Gods for no one and the heroes of the world suffered. Erica more than others, felt the loss. She was the overseer of the beginning of every hero’s story and Allison of their end. For any story to be complete the two needed each other and so Erica sought her out. Allison had long since forgotten The Three, her fury now focused on their creator only, and so she welcomed an audience with Erica. The days passed and passed, but their conversation did not come to an end. Allison returned to the land of the Gods and Erica did not leave her side. Years passed before they would allow the other out of their sight and by then their love was legendary.

The Three prospered in their Godliness. They were together most always and when they were not, Erica was with Allison alone. On Earth, it was said that when the two joined hands they held the fate of all heroes inside. In the land of Gods, Erica kissed Allison and said they held no fate but their own. 

[robertodacosta]

Erica/Allison, 11

11- “You don’t need to protect me.” sorry this took a while! i’ve never really thought much about allica, so this was all new for me!

(send me drabble prompts!)

AU where Erica lives for season 3.

Erica was still there when Allison checked again, leaning against a tree a few yards behind her and checking her nails. Erica had been there since Allison arrived in the preserve to practice shooting, almost as if she’d been following Allison before she’d arrived in the preserve.

Finally, after burying another three arrows in her target, Allison caved and turned to glare at the other girl. “What are you doing here, Erica?”

"Haven’t you heard?" Erica grinned up at her, predatory. "The woods aren’t safe for little girls like you."

"What, you’re here to make them safe?"

"Got it in one, Argent."

"You don’t need to protect me," Allison snapped. "I don’t want you to protect me."

"Yeah, yeah, you can protect yourself," Erica cut her off. "We’ve all heard the spiel."

Allison raised both eyebrows. Erica looked about as happy to be shadowing her as Allison was to have her. There was bad blood between them that they’d never bothered to address; Allison had never lain a hand on Erica after Derek had stopped trying to kill Lydia, but she still felt that if she looked down at her hands, she’d find Erica’s blood sticky under her fingernails. 

"Problem is," Erica continued lazily, pushing off the tree she was leaning against to pace, "that I’m not here for fun. Derek’s orders."

"Yeah? Well, you can tell Derek—"

"Tell him yourself," Erica interrupted. "I couldn’t care less about whatever you have to say to him."

"Tell Derek," Allison spoke over Erica, "that he doesn’t need to set any of his watchdogs on me. I can take care of myself."

"Aww, aren’t you enjoying spending time with me, Allison?" Erica stepped close into Allison’s space, grinning wickedly at the discomfort on Allison’s face. "Or do I make you uncomfortable?"

Unwilling to back down, Allison stepped even closer to Erica, leaving barely inches between them. “I’m not uncomfortable.” This close, she could feel Erica’s breath, could see her pulse beating in her neck. “Are you?”

Erica laughed. “Not a chance, Argent. You don’t scare me anymore.”

"Maybe I should."

Erica leaned in, her lips nearly brushing against Allison’s ear. “There are scarier things around here than frightened girls with knives.”

She lingered for a moment, breath hot against Allison’s neck, before Allison jerked back, blushing. With fluttering hands, she started gathering up her things, shoving arrows back into her quiver as fast as she could.

"I’ll be seeing you!" Erica shouted after her with a laugh as Allison fled. And as Allison hurried back to her car, she told herself that Erica wouldn’t dare follow her, and that she wouldn’t be glad to see Erica again. She was lying, and that was the worst part about this.

[allofthetwlesbians]

All of You

It was a Friday night in Beacon Hills and Allison was already throwing back her fifth tequila shot at 11.30pm. Once again, the pack had found themselves in Jungle with their fake ID’s and hope that they would get in.

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