#femclash

[esprexxo]

psssst i’m seventeen away from my next hundred and i’m probably going to do blogrates or something...i know i said that last time but last time i missed the hundred so this time...it’s real....

[esprexxo]

yet another selfie.....

[esprexxo]

this is late but here is a v blurry pic of me looking v cute for tolo!!

[stevesmcgarret-blog]

blog compliments for voting for my new url ayeeee :)))))

wow emma why the fuc k do you need a new url??? u just changed it???

yeah i know im trash but help a girl out:

pls vote for my new url here pls and thnk

then send me an ask letting me know what you voted for and ill do a blog compliment thingy

its gonna be cool

i promise

who wouldnt want a compliment???

i love that shit and i know you do too so hit me up

and yes i am bribing you

i love you

bless

also reblog this b/c im a loser and i need your help

[allvdia]

~ Hey, guys! So I've never done a follows forever before and with the end of the year soon and all the Christmas spirit I felt it was about time! Sorry if I forgot anyone sometimes you guys change urls or icons and I'm like "who dat", and while I do follow way more people than I am putting here just know that I love you all and I hope your holidays go to your satisfaction! ;) ~

networks: twfemslashnetwork | scilessquadnetwork | themartinskinetwork | stilestilinskinetwork | detectivestydianetwork | ripallisonnetwork | thelydiamartinetwork

other blogs: tw-edits

♥ # - C ♥

00gly | 1gurgi1 | acciolilycollins | adelaidekanie | adria-a-h | ageofultron | alexdoesthings | alisonsarrow | allisonagernt | allisonangent | allisonargrent | allisonarhgent | allisonarsegent | allisonmccalling | allydiae | allydianskittles | allydiassciles | always-stydia | ameliafades | argehts | argentbow | arielargentx | athosds | awhstiles | awkward-star-lord | bansnee | bcrryallens | beartles | bellcrkes | benwyat | betawoof | bhellamys | bilesbilinski | blakesgrffin | boldlydia | braedemn | braedenes | brallisons | chrisargent | christmasalpha | christmastilinskis | clarkegrffn | clarkegriffcn | corayukimura | cutie-patootie-with-the-booty 

♥ D - H ♥

danielssharmans | dderekhles | deanargent | deputy-perishable | deputyperrish | deputystiles | derekmcall | dougiepoynters | draednn | dvlanobriens | dylans-obrien | dylansprbrry | dylansprcyberry | dylstilinski | emmettsscanlan | ericareycs | festivejames | ffsmoak | firebirdbs | frostlydia | gayyysian | ggrinted | ghostydia | gifsofteenwolf | grangcrs | gwynstacie | haelpack | hailydia | halebunnies | halestilinskis | housetyrell | howsbusiness-upontherooftop | humbughale 

♥ I - L ♥

iannmickey | idrhis | imnotcrazyjustalittleweird | isaac-sleigheyy | itsmaliatate | jaesontodds | jenniferlawreence | jinglebarrys | kateargents | kirascoyote | kistunes | ladikenna | laurecastillos | leodicatprio | leroseleheart | liamccalls | liamdunbers | liamsdunbar | likealittlechild | lopezriverlea | lovingfinnick | loyaltostark | lydaamartin | lydiamartinus | lydiamartm | lydiargnt | lydiasbat | lydiasstilinskis | lydiiamartyn | lydiras 

♥ M - R ♥

madgesgoldpin | mahzerunners | mali-hale | maliacuptate | maliafates | maliasbeta | maliatae | maliatatertot | maliateta | malira | marthinski | martym | mazerunners | merryallison | merryallisonargentmas | merrydunbar | minalover | mistletoemccall | moclcingjays | mrsallisonargent | nataliedormur | noahshawe | obriens | obrossey | obviouslystiles | ohdunbar | ohfuckthisshit | ohsterek | pastail | peeta-salcatore-teenwolf-tobias | princess-malia | psychic-lydia | punkvoid | queenofvoices | queerbanshee | queernewt | quicklikelight | rikustark  

♥ S - Z ♥

sassydunbar | scallydia | scereks | scottmccbooty | scottmccutiewiththebooty | scottsdereks | scottsjuice | scottsmccll | screaming-arrows | screaminghowls | sheriffstillinski | shhh-daddys-talking | snowflakemccall | snowingstydia | ssciam | starkstargaryen | sterek | stilesmartinskii | stilinskia | storiedargent | studmuffinsstilinski | stydiaah | stydiamartininski | stydies | stydixa | super-fun-night | swagitsune | targaryencrown | teen-wolf | the-kellephant | tricksterstiless | typicalahey | vampmccall | voidslydia | wakinguptoanightmare | weeping-banshee | werebraeden | werecutiey | weslehgibbins | wintcrstiles | wonderstay | xmasspoby | yukimhura | zantarna

[quicklikelight]

Selfie Parade!

Grades are in! 

I am free! 

Let's do something fun. Anybody want to do a selfie parade today? Post a selfie and @ mention or tag me (quicklikelight) in the first five tags. Everybody who plays will get a reblog & a compliment. <3 Let's spread some love!

To avoid, blacklist "selfie parade"

[corayukimura]

Dec 12 - Unwrapping Presents

hey hey! today was supposed to be a jennie day, but she was absolutely drowning in debate work, so here i am, fiona, with more femslash! have some of the ultimate power couple, lydica

The feral grin Erica was sending her way wasn’t making Lydia any less uneasy about opening her Christmas present. For the first time since she was five years old, Lydia hadn’t been one hundred percent explicit regarding what she wanted to find under her perfectly symmetrical tree. Most of the pack had shrugged it off and gotten her giftcards, her closer friends getting her clothes (including some for Prada). But Erica…

Erica.

Lydia wasn’t entirely sure what was going on between the two of them. Generally, Lydia didn’t care about the exact status of her relationships, as long as she was getting laid. With Erica, though, it was different. Normally, Lydia was in charge, boys drooling at her feet and obeying her every command. Unfortunately for her, Erica had the same experience. With her keen senses and ability to detect arousal, the were had gotten the upper hand after their first sloppy makeout session.

And now– now Erica was looking between the present and Lydia as though she were edible. Not that Lydia didn’t appreciate being eaten in another sense of the word, but being on the receiving end of that look was new and unfamiliar. Lydia didn’t do unfamiliar.

That’s not to say it wasn’t romantic this time. Because their romantic strategies were so similar, some of the pretension dripped out, allowing actual feelings to bleed into the relationship in its place. Neither of them had admitted anything yet, but then, that was to be expected. As much as Lydia liked to think her suitors needed to work for her undivided attention, she knew Erica was probably the same. Even if they didn’t actually need to prove anything to each other, even though the gentler aspects of what they’d both planned to be harsh spoke for them, both girls were too stubborn to say anything.

So, they were stuck in a routine just varied and new enough to stay thrilling. Hurried sessions before and after pack meetings. Ostensible “movie nights” that ended before the commercials did. And, of course, the chemistry lab that Lydia cited as the reason she would never partner with Erica again on school work.

(She’d been lying. They had, of course, received an A, even though they’d finished the night before it was due.)

And as much as she loved it, Lydia couldn’t help but wonder why the thrill hadn’t yet worn off. It wasn’t that she’d ever thought she could just toss Erica to the side when they were through, rather, Lydia wondered why everything was still so intense. She knew it wasn’t the novelty of being with a girl, and it certainly had nothing to do with Erica’s supernatural status.

It hadn’t even really been that way with Jackson. At some point in the relationship, Lydia really did love him, but that love was learned. At first, they’d sort of been each others’ sex toys, and Jackson’s lack of creativity had led to that getting really boring really fast.

So what made Erica different? Realizing she’d gotten lost in her thoughts, Lydia looked up at the blonde, making eye contact. She wasn’t entirely sure, but she thought she saw Erica’s dazzling smirk lapse for just a second. If that did happen, though, she recovered quickly.

“Well, are you gonna open it, princess?” Lydia rolled her eyes at the nickname, secretly wishing Erica could come up with something more clever, something original she hadn’t heard from the mouths of drunk highschoolers willing to say anything to get Lydia to look their way.

“You want me to open your present right in front of you?”

“Um, yeah, honey, that’s actually a thing normal people do.”

Lydia pursed her lips.

“Even if that were true, which it isn’t, you and I are by no means normal people.”

Erica sighed.

“Just open the goddamn box.”

Carefully, precisely, without causing a single tear, Lydia opened the gift.

Inside the box was a large, beautiful, hand-drawn sketch of a mermaid looking out over a sea toward a ship. The scene was relatively traditional, until Lydia studied the details. The mermaid appeared to be singing, and the men on board were covering their ears, looking fearful. Upon even closer inspection, Lydia realized that the mermaid wasn’t actually singing to the sailors– she was singing to the ship’s masthead, a regal looking woman with defined but gentle features. It was, in short, perfect.

From above her, Erica shifted in a way that would have looked nervous on anyone else.

“What do you think?”

This time, Lydia smirked.

“It’s a pretty wonderful gift. I think I might just have to repay you.”

The grin Erica sent in return reminded Lydia why the pack was afraid to leave them alone.

[corayukimura]

Dec 2: Mistletoe

hey again!! today was another fiona day, but tomorrow's lexi. i apologize for my inability to plot and also clichés, my excuse is that everything holiday-inspired SHOULD be cliché. have some silly malira. 

Kira’s wake up call was a terrifying crash and a blunt thud from the direction of her window.

A bruised, tired-looking, but otherwise unharmed Malia clambered the rest of the way through the window to fall at the foot of the bed.

Kira was reminded of just how deceiving looks can be when the werecoyote proceeded to projectile vomit onto the floor. After they had rushed to the bathroom, Kira got her wits together and began to interrogate her girlfriend.

“Malia, what the hell? What were you doing at 2am in the morning?”

The brunette blinked up at her, doe-eyed.

“You literally lived in the forest for like, eight years. How is there ANY kind of plant you aren’t familiar with?”

“Coyotes eat meat! And these weren’t in the forest, they were at the store!”

“You ate random berries from the store? Wait, the store sells poisonous berries? Malia, what-”

“Stiles said he needed them for the party! He said they were the most important part! But when I got there, he took them from me and tried to hang them on the ceiling, and I panicked because wasting food is bad, so I ate them when he left to find Derek, but then I panicked again and ran away, and now I’m sick!”

Kira was impressed that she managed to get all that out at once before doubling over again.

“Malia...mistletoe isn’t for eating.”

She scowled in response.

“Well, I know that now.”

There was a flash of light, and Kira saw that she’d received a text from Stiles:

where r my berries?????!?!?!?!?!??? does malia still have them???

Kira sighed, and constructed a response.

i’ll get you new ones.

The kitsune turned back to Malia, who had finally stopped throwing up.

“If they aren’t for eating, what are they for, and why was Stiles so desperate to show them to Derek? Does Derek even like Christmas? Isn’t it too happy for him?”

Kira laughed.

“Seriously? Did your family never do mistletoe? You’re right, it’s a Christmas tradition. You hang the berries up by a door, and whenever two people walk underneath it at the same time, they’re supposed to kiss.”

If anything, Malia looked more confused.

“Why?”

Only Malia would question traditions. It was part of what Kira liked about her-- she never blindly accepted anything; not math, not homophobia, and certainly not silly Christmas traditions.

“I suppose it started for people like Stiles, people who wanted to show affection toward their significant other, knowing they would like it, but also knowing they would, like, roll their eyes or something.”

Malia blinked.

“I’m pretty sure Derek would still roll his eyes at Stiles. I’m glad we don’t need dumb poisonous berries to kiss.”

Kira smiled.

“Yeah, me too.”