#icantcontrolthisstiles

[maliaxxtate-blog]

icantcontrolthisstiles:

"I mean… you could probably eat it slow? It’s a hotdog…  in reference to Fourth of July, like tomorrow I mean. You’ve probably never had one huh? If you don’t want it I could make something else for you.”

"I have, I just-this is like twelve inches deep of dog. And I just don't think I can handle that much. I miss my pizza and fries."

[fondlylupin]

heyyyy did you know Jeff Davis added a piece of your tw fan art into the 3b fanart book that came with the season 3b dvd? I just saw your url that was credited at the end and it sounded familiar but its so freaking cool.

Ah, it wasn't Jeff Davis but more so a division of the tw team, I think. What I mean is, I was contacted by someone in charge of making the book, asking if they could use my piece in the fanbook. We corresponded a few times and I had to sign a contract or whatnot. I'm assuming this is what happened with the rest of the people who were apart of the book.

He's also the same person who sent me the dvd, which was really nice of him since that wasn't included in our emails or in the contract. :)

And thank you so much! I know most people used their full names but I didn't want someone to recognize my piece and then know how to find my personal information. O.o I've had that happen a few times and it was a bit... disconcerting. 

Anyway, it made me so happy to be included with so many wonderful artists. ^^ I was shocked!

[theimmunebanshee]

they dont know about us. || Stydia AU || closed

They had been doing this for weeks now, and yes, it was hard for Lydia to keep it a secret, but they had to. The pack couldn't know they were together or well, chaos would ensue. She could only imagine Scott's little comments to her about wearing Stiles' shirt to class or his smell being all over her. And god, Isaac's comments to Stiles would be hell. She could only imagine him making jokes. 'So is Lydia a screamer?' She could practically hear him saying it in her head.

It was hard for her, but also insanely exhilarating. The quick make out sessions in the coach's office between classes, the footsie in class, the eye fucking during lunch. It was all so much fun because well, they never knew if or when they would get caught. Now was one of those occurrences. The pack was all together for their weekly meeting, at Stiles house now because well, Scott's dad couldnt know about werewolves. Not yet. Not ever. She was bewildered that Scott couldn't pick up her scent that was now on every inch of that house. On the coffee table, the bed, the kitchen floor. They had been everywhere and well, it was beyond amazing.

She let her eyes connect to Stiles and she licked her lips as Scott spoke about how Peter would now be an asset to the team. After all he helped them get Stiles back a few weeks ago. Barf. Lydia wanted to kill the man who stood next to her, a little too close, but she couldn't. He was pack now. Whether she liked it or not. Her eyes roamed Stiles' face and she let them linger on his lips for a second before grazing down to his hand, his fingers... god they were long. Perfect for well.... you know. She licked her lips gently and smirked, her heart beating slightly faster as she thought of the date he was supposed to be taking her on tonight. his special place apparently. 

[maliaxxtate-blog]

+icantcontrolthisstiles

"Stiles?"

{Malia calls from the bottom of the stairs, moving up them two at a time. She can't really explain why she's going so fast, but Mr. Stilinski had let her in as if he just knew, and it made her feel a bit awkward.}

{Knocking lightly on his door, she barges in seconds later, chewing on her bottom lip as she shuts the door behind her.}

"Your dad knows what I am, doesn't he?"

{Looking around the room, she feels her cheeks flush a bright red, eyes meeting his again.}

"I uh-thought Scott was gonna meet up with us here to help me with this turning thing?"

[deathshescreams]

~gets ready to cry bc of Kat~

[deathshescreams]

icantcontrolthisstiles NO! YOU WILL NOT DO THIS TO ME TODAY, I WILL NOT LET YOU.

[theveinsoftheunknown]

Marry Me

Put “Marry Me” in my ask and see how my muse reacts

Sophia opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again, not even knowing how to begin. She opened it again, then closed it again a second later. How was she even supposed to react to this?

Stiles. Stubborn, idiotic, loveable, adorable Stiles, was telling Sophia to marry me. She didn’t even know what to say, how to feel, or even how to think. Wasn’t this the Same Stiles that hated her? That hated the fact that she was working with his father?

This was also the same Stiles who Sophia shared Christmas with. The same Stiles who allowed her into his home to try and bring back the special part of that day.

Could she marry Stiles? Could she spend the rest of her life, well technically their life, with him? She had thrown the idea of marriage off of the table years ago, knowing it would never work. She lived past anyone she dated, so there was no point into being with someone long enough to get married.

She looked over at him, taking in all his features. She had to admit, her mind wasn’t completely throwing away the idea, and neither was her heart, and that scared her to death. She knew Stiles was going to be an important part of her life, but she didn’t think it was going to be in this aspect.

She blinked, knowing that he needed an answer. What was her answer? She opened her mouth, letting out the first word that came out.

"Yes."

[theveinsoftheunknown]

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