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[streetsurvived-archive-blog]

Lily: I have baby fever

Trey: That sounds dangerous

George: Yeah, you should probably get that checked out

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if the poly squad ever left storybrooke

*hopelessly lost*

Lily: I told you to ask for directions

Trey: Who am I supposed to ask? A chipmunk?

George: *opens his mouth*

Trey: Say a fucking word and I will shove my foot so far up your ass my shoe will fall out of your mouth

[neverlandborn]

Emma: But how does that work? I mean, aren't you-?

George: If you're trying to ask about sex,and i know that you are, all i'm going to say is that Trey and Lily got each other for that.

Lily: And we're good at it

Trey: Very good

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We all know why the poly squad really isn't on the show: polyamory and swearing

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I hate everyone but you.

Trey to Lily and George

[empirique]

@ofdoexyes liked x.

        ❝ Naive ingenue is so 1954. ❞ Girls fell harder under Blair’s radar should they happen to be of a  particular cloth. The sickly sweet, the other worldly, the gratingly pretty. All of them got under her skin, she couldn’t help it.  ❝ Try looking a little less lost and actually give a hand. ❞

[neverlandborn]

dily + 17 and gily + 28 both in the twins verse :')))

17) things you said that I wish you hadn’t / 28) things you said but not out loud

They're in the middle of a family dinner when Daniel does it. It's not even an important dinner, just a cozy winter dinner when they've all managed to sit down and nobody has threatened to ripe someone’s eyes out so on George’s book that’s a victory. 

It is, at least, until Daniel kneeled next to Lily on the porch and took a ring off his pocket and ask Lily to bloody marry him. He can see in her eyes that she’s thinking the same thought, how they widened and her mouth opened in a surprise  that it certainly isn’t happy. 

Please, please, please no 

But saying no would break Danny’s heart and George can’t have that, he can’t stand by and let that happen to his brother. He doesn’t take his eyes off them and if he was a cocky person he could pin point the moment Lily came to the same realization 

“Yes, yes, yes!” she spurted and jumping into Danny’s arms with a happy giggle. After that it was a storm of happy screaming and twirling around. George felt like he should be out, screaming his head off into the wind and he was planning to do just that when Lily caught him from over Danny’s shoulder 

I’m Sorry 

I know

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[neverlandborn]

Gily + 11 and Lia + 40

11) things you said when you were drunk

“I wanna another one” Lily giggled, that drunk giggle she does when she’s had one drink too many but not quite enough to get her home yet. And it’s not like she could do much harm, sitting there on his backyard with  Clarke, Belle and Trey half passed out more than a few feet away. 

“You’re drunk” 

“And you’re bossy. And high!” she gestured wildly to the joint between his finger, a pout appearing on her face “Yeah but i’m still not drunk” George shrugged and put it out, leaning back against his chair. Usually at this point she would keep arguing with him but now she had curled into herself, her legs buried onto her knees. George sighed and moved closer to her, bumping their legs together 

“I’ll get you some coffee” 

“I don’t want coffee, i want a beer” Lily rubbed her eyes, looking like a sleepy little child “And i want you to love me but you don’t gimme a beer or love me” George winced, rubbing his neck and letting out a sigh.

“Y’know i do, Lils”  

“Not that way” she mumbled while leaning against his shoulder. His heart squeezed inside his chest, a frown dropping on his face. 

This thing, this thing they didn’t not talk about but they both knew it was there like a big elephant on the room was coming back to slap him in the face, making her sad and miserable and he just couldn’t have that

“Come here” 

“No”

Fine, George huffed, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pressing her against side “You like this, right? The physical contact” that seemed to do the trick, her soft breathing against his neck and her eyelashes fluttering when he looked down at her

“I love you, Georgie” 

“I love you too, Lils”

40) things you said when you met my parents

“He hates me” his voice comes out sad and deflated and you hate it. He’s not supposed to sound like that, he’s supposed to be cheerful and optimistic all the fucking time because that’s who he is, even after everyone and everything has shunned him and turn their back on him he’s good.

“He hates everyone” you’re not lying, your father hates everyone. You’re pretty sure you probably got that from him and that’s the reason you’re unfit for any sort of human relationship. But you’re trying. You’re trying for him because you love him more than you thought possible.  Who cares if he’s a werewolf and you’re a Shadowhunter, you want to be with him.

Screw the rules, screw their stigma and over all screw your father for making him feel miserable (as if he wasn’t already) It had been awful, if you’re honest. Meeting your father hadn’t been on your plans when you dropped by for a surprise visit to your mother. He had taken one long look at him and, well, the rest was history

(“So he’s the werewolf” 

“Leo. His name’s Leo” 

“The downworlder, you mean?”)

It was better than you left and apologized to your mother for the scene that was waiting to happen. He hadn’t talked much since you both jumped in the car and drove all the way to your apartment, sitting in silence next to you for a few minutes now.

“You didn’t deny it” you reach over for his hand, squeezing it softly and running your thumb over his knuckles.  “Does it matter?” 

“To me” Of course it does. He needs people to like him, he has a need to always be a hero and help anyone regardless of what it does to him. 

He’s a big, old fashioned martyr and it frustrates you as much as it intrigues you 

“Well, for all that matters even if hates you” you sight “I still love you” there it is. The three little words that’ve hung over your head constantly over both of your heads for the last few months. He has no trouble telling you how much he adores you, whenever it’s words or actions but you can only say a ‘thank you ‘or an ‘i know’ in return because your damaged ass doesn’t really know how to do this. 

But if the way his face lights up and his smile grows when he says that he loves you too it’s what happens, you might be doing a good job 

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