* ( blow ; ! ⁽ᵃᵘᵗᵒᵖᶫᵃʸ⁾

[ofnofate-blog]

if you need me i'll probably be here. don't  be afraid to yell at me to get on allison tbh.

[0bliv-i0n]

I'd love it if even one person did this

[ofnofate-blog]

Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.

[hellboundxwarrior-blog]

Send me anons as my kid.

[ofnofate-blog]

BONUS POINTS IF YOU NAME THE OTHER PARENT.

[thetruedemonwolf]

Her eyes are glowing red but the words are calmly said I'm the alpha now

[teenwolf-aus-blog]

Teen Wolf Role Reversal

The Argents are a family of old and powerful werewolves. A matriarchal pack, the status of Alpha is passed from mother to daughter. When Allison Argent’s mother is killed by a hunter from the Hale clan, the 17-year-old is left to cope with her new status as the Argent Alpha, and the sudden influx of power that comes along with it. Will Allison, overcome by her grief, watch her pack fall apart? Or will she live up to her family legacy and avenge her mother’s murder?

[kirayukimara-blog]

"This might hurt."

Teen Wolf AU: In which Allison was bitten. 

[spidey-man]

[hewhofiightsmonsters-deactivate]

teen wolf au: alpha pack

[ofnofate-blog]

does anyone wanna  skype? dm me for my  skype.x

[outofthewood]

[devcidarchive]

hello babes!! i just hit two hundred followers and i am beyond shocked that i did!! riley is a muse of mine that i am so proud of and i just…i am beyond thankful for each and everyone one of you little cutie pies. for hitting the big two-zero-zero, i’m going to do an icon giveaway. i’ve never done an icon giveaway before, so this is going to be interesting!! let’s go over the like gist of things shall we??

you should be following me to participate in the giveaway. if you don’t mind, that is. 

i am going to be using a random number generator to decide the winners.

likes and reblogs count. you can reblog it as much as your cute lil heart desires. 

your inbox should be open so i can send you a message discussing what you won!! 

the giveaway will end in five days ( february sixth ) at 7:00pm central time. 

the prizes: 

 - first place gets fifty icons with a border of their choice!!    - second place gets twenty icons with a border of their choice!!   - third place gets ten icons with a border of their choice!!

here are some samples of the icons that i have made!!

so yes!! happy reblogging/liking you all!! thank you again for two hundred followers. i love each and every one of u lil pumpkins. ( if you have any questions, just shoot me a message!!)

[ofnofate-blog]

* ( mother ; !

             ❝ He bit you? ❞ 

                                           A deep breath, a steadying breath.                                           Allison was her daughter, and she                                             supposed to protect her. The code                                             was something she used to protect                                             her, and it was useless if Allison                                             wasn’t able to be protected by it.

             ❝ We’ll figure it out. We’ll move again, maybe. ❞ 

             ❝ —no, mom... we don't have to move... ❞ 

                                           she took a deep shaky breath                                            in as she looked up at her mom.

             ❝ —please don't make us move - scott could help... ❞ 

[fyeahcrystalreed]

[lydiadefensesquad]

I just have

v o i c e s

in my head.

[ofnofate-blog]

* ( mother ; !

                                           Allison looks through her window and                                             Victoria takes an instinctive step back.                                           ❝Stupid.❞ Whispered to herself, dire                                            -cted at herself. Allison is out of sight                                             and she should leave, she should run,                                             but something holds her in place. She                                             hears the door open, hears her daughter’s                                             quiet steps across the ground. The hearing                                             was an advantage and a disadvantage;                                             she was loath to consider her forced                                             monster-hood to be positive at all.

                                           A breath to steady herself, flattening                                             her back more against the tree. Her                                             shoulders sag when Allison voice                                             calls out. She could leave right now                                             and Allison would never suspect                                             anything. Maybe she would chalk                                             up whatever she saw as a trick of                                             the light. A breeze through the tree                                             manipulated the shadows and the                                           light, and she could move on.                                            Any grief she’d be dealing with                                             would be undisturbed. Victoria                                             is teetering on an edge of reason,                                             then one step to the side—-

              ❝Allison. ❞ 

                                           her breath was knocked                                            from her body when she                                            heard the familiar voice,                                            she felt like she was about                                            to throw up. it couldn't be,                                            it couldn't be... she saw her                                            mothers dead body - she                                            went to her funeral, how?                                            her lower lip was shaking                                            out of nerves as she took                                            a deep breath in, struggling                                            to find the words.

             ❝ —m-m-mo-om?❞ 

[ofnofate-blog]

* ( father ; !

"Allison, it’s not your fault. And  it’s not the end of the world.”

             ❝ —you can't, you can't tell mom.❞ 

[ofnofate-blog]

* ( mother ; !

                           ❝ —How did this happen? ❞

                                           she wanted to feel powerful,                                            not weak, that was the real                                            reason, but there was no way                                            she was ever going to tell her                                            mom that - she'd be dead for                                            sure.

             ❝ —it was derek. ❞ 

[ofnofate-blog]

* ( father ; !

"You don’t have anything to be sorry for, baby girl.”

                          ❝ —y-yes... i do... I let this happen. ❞