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Hey, you've been really quiet again lately, are you okay?
Heyy
Yeah, no.. I don’t know...maybe. College has been stressful Life has been stressful.
So um.. like to fill you guys in, 1) I met a guy, I liked him & he liked me, we became friends, we talked a lot, we decided we needed to focus on studies more than an actual relationship. Then he said he loved me....then I said I loved him too. But by the time I actually got the courage to say it back, he told me he’s in love with someone else. We’re all still friends because I’m too much of a nice person to tell him to fuck off for breaking my heart and risk putting our entire squad in an awkward war. But yeah, it’s been a month and I’m sorta already kinda over it but ..... I think I still need time before putting my heart out like that again and therefore, I kinda now dont feel comfortable writing about love or romance or anything of the love section. Therefore, I have decided to kinda put this blog on hold for a while. I’m sorry to all those who have requested imagines but I just...I cant. 2) I hate the emotions I felt over the past month the thoughts that filled my mind and everything else. All my insecurities just increased like woah. People always say right, the first time falling in love would be the hardest to get over? Yeah, I finally get that. I just wanted to apologise for the numerous disappearances. But just...this once more... I still need time. There’s still a wound, I’m still a bit bitter when it comes to love and about writing for insecurities or disorders... I dont think I can do it without being too emotional or accidentally triggering my readers and myself.
I’m sorry.
- ALM.P
Imagine celebrating New Years with them
Imagine celebrating the new year with them!!
Happy New Year Everyone :*
Roses are red Violets are blue This poem won’t rhyme I did lie to you
Not many people knew of the Argent’s secret training shed deep in the woods, except for Isaac and Scott who had both stumbled upon the shed whilst the young Alpha was training the wolf’s hearing and agility.
Isaac had heard the sound of an arrow firing before taking off towards the sound, with Scott hot on his trails. The young wolf turned to the alpha with a look of confusion, crouched under some bushes, the two looked below at the hidden bunker, the moss-covered windows giving them just about enough of a view of (Y/N) argent sitting upon a metal table, arrows and daggers arranged by his side whilst he swung his legs as he talked animatedly to another person in the room. Judging by the mischievous glow upon his face, the two wolves concluded the other person could only be…. Allison Argent.
Their suspicions were proven true when they heard the familiar sound of an annoyed huff.
“Would you please do something?!” Allison yelled.
(Y/N) grinned, pointing a finger towards his sister as he smiled bright. “I am doing something. I’m evaluating your training. Giving you guidance to improve.”
Allison rolled her eyes, walking towards the table, she set her bow down beside her brother and began examining the many different daggers. “Well then what should I improve on?” She asked as she switched her gaze from the tip of the knife to the red and white target behind her.
(Y/N) scanned his sister with a cheeky grin upon his face before shrugging, the smile falling as Allison stared down at the knife in her hands. “Well you could start with the hair, the clothes could use a change too.” He listed off.
Allison glared, turning to him with an annoyed look upon her face. “Don't make me cut you.” She threatened irritatedly as she raised the knife. (Y/N) merely chuckled at her actions. “You could change that attitude of your too.”
“Oh really? Well then how should I act?”
“Softer, gentler with my emotions…. Like Scott.” He grinned, ducking as he narrowly missed the stress ball thrown at him.
Isaac snickered into his hand as he listened in on their petty arguments. It had been a solid 10 minutes of the Argent siblings’ banter as they--well, Allison--trained. Scott had by then moved to rest his back against the edge between the wall and the roof with his feet spread out before him whilst Isaac sat across the young alpha, both with amused grins upon their faces.
“Put that down!” “No.”
* “Allison… Allison…” “What?!”
* “Has anyone ever been killed here?” “Yes.” “Really? Who?? What were they? Werewolf--Kanima--witch? One of those ghosty-things?” “A hunter.” “Who was it?” “(Y/N) Argent if he doesn't shut up!!” *
“Allison.” (Y/N) called as he fiddled with his signature black dagger in his hands. His sister who had turned to working out with the punching back, momentarily glanced at him before focus on her work.
“What?” She snapped.
(Y/N) sighed, a smile upon his face a he glanced up at the dark ceiling of the bunker. “Roses are red.” He began. He heard a groan and switched his attention to Allison who had her head thrown back, eyes shut and a pained look upon her face. She whispered ‘why?’ painfully before moving to hug the punching bag as she glared daggers at her brother.
“Violets are blue.” (Y/N) half-smiled, holding out a dry hand towel for her. Pushing away from the bag, she made her way to her brother.
“This poem won’t rhyme.” He shrugged when Allison snatched the towel from him.
“I thought you said you lost that dagger?” She questioned, eyes frowning as she stared down at the dagger fiddled between the fingers of his left hand.
“I did lie to you.” He admitted with wide eyes. Eyes that shone brighter as he realised his poem did in fact rhyme. He bursts into a fit of amused chuckled, glee in his eyes as Allison glared at him.
From up above, Isaac and Scott thought best to leave before they got caught by laughing too loud.
IMAGINE: Finding out Caitlin used her powers to make it snow in Central City because she knows how much you loved (and wished for) a white christmas.
Probably too late to say this: Merry Christmas guys! Hope you have a great holiday! Lots of love <3 Probably too early to say this: Have a Happy New Year guys! Hopefully 2017 will turn out better than this year. Praying hard for at least a couple of months of good things happening without any negative interruptions.
Probably shouldn’t say this at all: Don’t know when I’d get another chance to start writing imagines soon. Got this tiring, busy schedule and I just.... I’m sorry. I’ll try my very best to update things here but still.... sorry in advance.
Probably should have said this in the beginning: This imagine caters for both male and female readers. Hence the two different gif reactions. Gifs do not belong to me, all credits to their rightful owners.
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Roses are Red # 2
“Violets are blue Roses are red We're doing this backwards That's what she said!”
The one time the pack tried to out-poem the poet (Y/N) Argent and it backfires on them. It was around lunch period with the pack sitting around at their usual spot under the trees with their meals in front of them. (Y/N) sat beside Kira, hunched over, munching on his pizza as he listened to the pack tease and make fun of one another. His attention peaking when he heard his name.
“We’ve defeated monsters, hunters, magical-weirdness together. I bet, if we work together we can out poet- the poet.” Stiles boasted as he nodded his head towards the young Argent who merely raised a surprised eyebrow.
“Really?” (Y/N) smirked, liking the sound of this...challenge.
“You ain’t all that anyways baby hunter.” Stiles growled jealously, as per usual. (Y/N) chuckled, dropping his pizza crust and dusting his fingers, he leant against his left hand that was propped onto the table, using his right hand to gesture to the group, encouraging them to begin.
“Violets are blue!” Stiles, in all his excitement and eagerness yelled out. The pack gave him strange looks before Kira continued with “Roses are red.”
(Y/N)’s eyes gleamed in amusement as he watched them. Scott with his head in his palms whilst Allison and Isaac shook their heads with their eyes closed and Malia stared in confusion. Lydia sighed, catching (y/n)’s attention as she frustratedly whispered, “We’re doing this backwards.”
It was after several seconds of total silence as the pack racked their brains for a rhyme that would work. (Y.N) chuckled, hewing the last bit of his pizza before getting up from his seat. Just before leaving the group he replied with “That’s what she said.” Winking at a very annoyed Stiles as he left the group.
Roses are Red #1
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Roses are red Violets are blue God made me sexy What happened to you?
To say the Argent siblings fought was an understatement of the century. Yes, they loved each other, yes they were protective of one another but that didn’t mean they ‘got along’. You see;
Allison liked Isaac, Isaac liked Allison. Simple.
Allison has an annoying little brat she has to call a “brother”, (Y/N). Complicated.
And much like any other brother sibling in the universe, (Y/N) loved to annoy the f**k out of Allison. Impossible.
In simple cases, easy pranks that coincidentally cockblock her and Isaac have worked many times in the past. However tonight, oh, tonight was different. It was a night alone from the dramas of the pack and supernatural craziness...or so Isaac and Allison had thought.
What started out by simple kisses and terms of endearment soon turned to passionate make outs which ignited louder noises of pleasure from down the hall in Allison’s soon. (Y/N) rolled his eyes, the one damn day he decides not to annoy them and they in turn annoy him. Shutting his room door, he sighed as he plopped onto his bed. With his phone in his hands, he continued his online reading calmly.
It wasn’t until 30 minutes later when a frown appeared upon his face as the app froze over before declaring the internet connection to be weak. Releasing a sigh of frustration, he swung his door open, softly running over to the computer room they had to fix the said problem.
“Dad!” He gasped, surprised. Clutching onto his chest with eyes wide. The older Argent looked up, chuckling at his son’s surprised face. “I-I didn’t know you were here….at home….what are you doing home?”
Chris Argent looked up from his desktop with a raised eyebrow as the young teen fumbled to correct his words to sound polite. “Relax idiot.” Chris chuckled. “Just finished….the job early. Doing a bit of research on these new werewolves in town. Have you seen your sister?”
Just as he finished the sentence, however, the music that had blasted from Allison’s room stopped and was then followed by loud yelling. The two males shared confused glances before softly making their way to her room, Chris’s loud feet thumping fast against the floorboards whilst (Y/N) walked slowly behind him, his voice chiming notifying him about the sudden connection miracle that had happened.
“Who’s in there with her?” Chris asked turning to (Y/N), a worried yet stern look upon his face. Now, when it came to deflecting that look of his, (y/n) was an expert, however nothing could stop the smug smile that stretched across his face as he shrugged and merely replied “Isaac.”
The smug smile soon turning to a smirk of mischief and amusement as the door was slammed open, catching the couple in the midst of …..something, with both their shirts off, staring heatedly to one another.
“Allison,when you are done getting dressed...I’d like to see you in my office...where I keep my guns.” Chris spoke sternly as he stared daggers at a nervous Isaac. (Y/N) bit his lower lip to keep in his laughter as his father walked off before turning towards the couple who gave him looks of annoyance whilst he snorted out a laugh.
“Shouldn’t you be busy...i don’t know doing homework or reading or something?!” Allison called out as she buttoned up her top.
“Why yes, but before I leave dear sister I have but one….parting gift.” (Y/N) spoke, stepping into her room. He gave the werewolf a once over before shoving him out of the way.
“Roses are red Violets are blue God made me sexy What happened to you?” He teased, full blown laughter escaping his lips as he was shoved to the ground by his sister who then stormed out to face her father.
His chuckles died out for a brief moment as both (y/n) and Isaac shared awkward looks before the amusement washed over (y/n) once again as Isaac flinched when Chris’s voice could be heard from down the stairs.
“Another werewolf!?”
Hope you guys enjoyed it! This is official part 1 of a (y/n) argent series. Sort of like an au really. I think i posted a prologue to this thing. More will be up soon along with several other imagines, I’m trying to do some superhero ones with gifs and there are a few Scott imagines coming up. I’ve also just finished watching the first 3 episodes of the new season (teen wolf), totally called the new hot teacher being evil-- though my friends didn’t think so but i mean come on! Haven’t you guys learnt from the whole Theo thing??? Anyways, hope you guys learn to love (y/n) argent.....he’s kinda OC but like.... I’ve grown to love him.... (heh o.o”) Oooh... I’m rambling. I’m sorry... uh.... right, for now I don’t think I’ll be doing TW imagines based on season 6 yet. Sorry. But do expect more imagines....just...a little slower than before, I start college next month and anxiety is already building up just by looking at the plans for next month. ( :/ ) As always, love yall and thanks for the follow/likes :* <3
Here’s the thing
I’M SORRY! I can’t write body positive imagines...at least not yet. Not when I’m not even positive about my own body. Not when I still hate the many features of it. Not when I still can get pushed down and easily torn apart by a simple stereotype or comment or thoughts. Just...not now.
I will one day thought, when I get stronger. When I (hopefully) learn to accept my body and it’s beauty. I’m sure it’s there, I just can’t....I cant see it right now. I’m sorry but for now, this blog does not do body positivity imagines. Sorry. I just.... I can’t.
But I will say this to anyone out there. You are beautiful. You’re amazing. Perfect. And there are so many people who love you. I love you.
Reblog this if your blog is a safe haven for ALL non-white, disabled, trans, queer, and/or women, and your ask box is open to anyone who needs it tonight, or anytime, for the next few years.
Teen Wolf: Roses are Red...
(Y/N) Argent was the hidden sibling with many talents. One known talent would be to annoy the fuck out of his older sister Allison as well as amusing the rest of her friends. Poems, (Y/N) pictured himself to be a wonderful poet and it were his poems which expressed how he felt the best. It were also his poems that annoyed the fuck out of Allison ever since they were kids. The McCall pack found it amusing, especially during times of which such poems were directed towards Allison or made around her presence. The young Argent certainly had a gift, in terms of amusement, he saw the Stiles as an ally while the later saw him as a threat. “He’s annoying.” Allison whined as she made her way towards their lunch table. “Are you kidding me?” Scott replied amusement evident in his tone. “He’s hilarious!” “Probably even funnier than Stiles” Kira mused as she poked at her raw baby carrots. “Hey!!!”
So yeah, probably a new type of story, (Y/N) Argent might even get his very own masterlist. Poems do not belong to me, all of them belong to their rightful owners. This would probably not follow the plotline of Teenwolf well, I’m sorta blurring out the plot (Sorry for that) mainly because I can’t think of a good imagine right now without including either; Derek, Theo, Kira, Malia, or Allison :) Sorry!!! :D Hope you like this writer’s-block-semi-au-imagine thing going on <3 :*
Hi!! I really really really love your writing!! I was wondering if you could do the second part of the teen wolf rejection thing. My birthday is in about 5 days!
Hey Anon, thank you but I'm really sorry; I can't do a part 2 due to this actually turning into a series, there are several parts of this story being uploaded soon but i doubt it would be what you specifically want it. Hope you still enjoy reading the series/imagines. Have a good birthday tho! <3 <3 <3