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HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO MY TWO FAVOURITE PRINCESSES

okay y'all so i think i am a shoo in for worst best friend award bc it's been 3 hours since the clock struck midnight and i haven't even bothered to congratulate my dearest pals on 18 years around the sun??? [studio audience booing sound can be heard in the distance] yeah, yeah, yeah. i get it, okay? i am officially the worst ever. but better late than never, right? 

any way... without further a due... [clears throat and brings out the scroll]

HEAR YE, HEAR YE ONE AND ALL. WE GATHER HERE TODAY TO CELEBRATE THE BIRTHDAY OF THE TWO FAIREST LADIES IN ALL THE LAND KAITY AND KAYLA FOR GRACING US ALL WITH THEIR ENCHANTING PRESENCE FOR THE LAST 18 YEARS IN COUNTING--

tbh, couldn't even keep that up if i tried but i did try so love me. honestly ladies, i don't even know where to start with you. like i know that sounds like such a cop out but like, i just can't? i remind you of this every day and i'm sounding like the most dreadful broken record but i SERIOUSLY DO NOT KNOW AT ALL WHERE I'D BE RIGHT NOW IF I HADN'T MESSAGED YOU BY CHANCE THAT ONE TIME AND YOU HADN'T MESSAGED BACK. tbh, there was such a immense chance of us crossing paths given the circumstances but still i did not expect whatsoever to wound up in a 1 year long + friendship --- excuse me --- SISTERHOOD like we did. i mean, if we hadn't managed to take that first leap of faith one way or another there'd be no AIM/Whatsapp messages sunrise till dawn, no 6 hour long skype calls, no glee hating seshes, no catfish live blogging, no building snow mans, no heart to hearts or pep talks.. NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. and that makes me feel sick???? 

i'm getting real sad just thinking about it and that's no good bc 3 am feels are a solid -0 on the rad scale and it's your bIRTHDAY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD SO I'LL DIVE IN ON TO THE INDIVIDUAL MENTIONS, YES??? YES. 

KAITY: kaity aka princess belle aka future ny times best selling author aka the shane to my silas/the luna to my christian/the regina to my emma/the marley to my ryder/the lydia to my stiles/the taylor to my gabriella/the bash to my kenna/the miranda to my lizzie and so on and so on. <3 you are by far, hands down, one of the sweetest creatures out there. legit. i could be having the worst day in existence and regardless of what you're going through, you'll always be there to lift my spirits at the drop of the hat. you've supplied me with some of the best advice ever, girl and the very rare but extraordinary doses of confidence i have in myself are all thanks to you. you are never ever stingy on the praise and tbh, i know i don't deserve it like 110% of the time but never the less, i am eternally grateful for it! idk, you and i have just always clicked? i think we're both pretty similar by nature. we can be super talkative and passionate but i can only aspire to gain a fraction of the ambition and heart that you encompass. speaking of ambition and aspirations, i know i say this like at least 6787 times a day but i seriously cannot wait till the day i'm at chapters and some book dweller is just cruising away through one of their newest releases and i'll get the extreme pleasure by declaring HEY I KNOW THAT GIRL WHO WROTE THAT SHE'S MY BESTEST FRIEND bc shhh, we all know that day is coming sooner than later. seriously though, your writing is out of this world and your works will be decking bookshelves every where. I PROMISE YOU THAT. just like your princess counterpart, you find the beauty in even the ugliest of things which grants you the purest of hearts. actively waiting for the day your prince adam comes along and gives you the fairytale ending you deserve! even if you have to go through a few gastons, i'm sure it'll be worthwhile. [i wouldn't fret about them though, knowing you you'd probably just outwit them till next thursday ;) ] 

kayla: oh kayla <3 but i reckon i call you punzel or punz. you, my dear, will forever be the jacob to my shay, the jake to my ryder, the stiles to my scott, the poussey to my tasty, the chad to my troy, the aurora to my mulan, the sam to my mike, the raven to my chelsea, the angela to my topanga etc etc. I JUST LOVE YOU WITH EVERY INCH OF MY HEART. seriously though, you're sensational and i wish you saw you the way i saw you. you've always been that ear to bend or that shoulder to cry on and that means the world to me. you're a fabulous friend all around and i don't think you hear that enough and that reduces me to tears. seriously all those assholes that have been lousy at reminding you of how awesome you are can just step down from that job bc i am here and oh so willing to take their place. i really admire how fuckin' talented you are, lemme just say that. i mean you can work that photoshop like it's nobody's business and i will attend jennoist's wedding if you don't get hired as some badass graphic designer one day and grace the world with all your flawless designs. you are definitely one of the brainiest and hardest working people i know and there's not a cloud of doubt in my mind that you'll free yourself from that tower and MAKE YOUR LIFE BEGIN BECAUSE YOU HAVE A DREAM. you don't need no flynn ryder, okay? but then again, any yummy looking son of a gun with a trusty steed and a proneness to frying pan smacks would be lucky to have you. <3 

WELLL I THINK THAT ABOUT COVERS IT. THIS GOT SUPER LENGTHY AS EXPECTED BUT IT ALL CAME STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART SO, WHAT CAN I SAY? ANY WHO, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY YOU TWO!! 

- xoxo, Ariel 

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[famerph-blog]

"Do you give a damn?" | "Don’t ignore me." | "I don’t know who you are." (you can do whoever on these lmao)

"Pfft no, Lydia. You confessing to me out of the blue that you’ve been in love with me since third grade can’t even bring me to give two shits-" Stiles paused once he caught sight of the disheartened expression displayed on the usually physically resilient Lydia Martin. He knew his condescending nature was far from charming but not once had it managed to cause all parties such harm. "Look, I don’t mean to make light of this. You know that sarcasm is like my only defence, right?" Running his fingers through his dishevelled chestnut locks, he sighed deeply. "I just need time to think this over, okay?" 

"I’m not ignoring you, Kitty!" Ryder protested, internally brewing up an explanation for his most recent spacing out while his girlfriend was blabbering. "I was just… using my brain manipulation super powers to get us to do a little less talky talky and a little more makey outy-" The split second those words left his lips never to be returned, he knew he had just singlehandedly put himself into the dog house for at least tonight. Makey outy though? Seriously that was the best he could come up with?

There was so much Christian wished he could say in that moment to persuade her otherwise. The way he vaguely envisioned it 19 days prior was t there would be some sort of livid confrontation that he would just shrug off. His most memorable move would be dodging the coffee thrown at him on cue. Now, all he wanted was to convince her that she was wrong. She did know him. In fact, she knew him better than anyone else. As misfortunate would have it though, he was in no position to enlighten her on anything of that. He no longer possessed the privilege to bear his soul to the one single person that succeeded in getting the Christian Bellamy to unveil that he had a heart and a broken one at that. All he could do now was shut his eyes, swallow thickly and wish that he had never agreed to this god-forsaken project. Since agreeing to it also meant agreeing to gaining one of the best things in his life only to have it stripped away from him, days later, in undisputedly the worst way fathomable. 

[famerph-blog]

"You look like a fool to me." | "Why should I care?" | "I wanna blow you away." (jallison)

Allison let loose an amused cackle, evidently not fazed by the drummer’s stab at her ensemble. Her lack of concern for his disapproval partially had to do with her zero dependency on a guy’s opinion towards her clothing selection as well as the fact that his insult was nowhere near genuine. She knew she looked particularly jaw dropping in this little black number and judging by the way he couldn’t manage to divert his gaze elsewhere, Jackson did too. “I’m on to you, Whittemore. I know where your bitterness towards this dress lies,” She teased, flashing him a devilish grin. “You don’t loathe the dress itself. You just loathe the sad truth that you won’t be the one discarding me of it tonight.”

“You should care,” Allison began, licking her lips as she braced herself for a whirlwind of a spiel. “You should care because Scott was hands down, the nicest human being I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. You should care because he treated me better than any other asshole I’ve dated previously. You should care because he made me happy every time we were together without fail. You should care that because there were literal moments where I was certain that this is it, y’know? I officially found the perfect guy.” She then paused momentarily in order to catch her breath; not bothering to read into the expression sprawled across Jackson’s face since she knew that it didn’t matter. Allison needed to get the rest of this out. “Despite all of that though, I broke up with him. I bid farewell to an inevitably breezy life with this guy who wouldn’t of thought twice to giving me the world.” Latching her brown orbs to his blue pair, she sucked in a breath knowing very well that her toughest confession was fast approaching. “You should care because I broke up with him for you, Jackson. You should care because I would sacrifice perfect any day if it meant imperfect with you. You should care because every time he kissed me all I could think of was how your lips taste. You should care because every time he told me he loved me I wondered how those words would sound falling from you voice. You should care because…” Allison suddenly cut her speech short again, this time hoisting a laugh out of sheer frustration. “You completely missed your cue to shut me up by kissing me.” Her tone was playful but the chilling gleam in her eyes determined she meant business. 

An alluring grin graced her lips as she urged for him to face her using only the gentle touch of her index finger. “Then blow me away,” She purred, the warmth of her breath instantly hitting his face. With that little incentive in tact, Allison slipped off his lap and then situated herself in front of him so she had the most optimal view of this private drumming show. Something told her that she was moments away from witnessing firsthand the best drum solo Jackson Whittemore would ever play. Ever.

[famerph-blog]

"Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody’s place?" (chrisuna au)

“That’s what you think this is?” Christian shouted back at her in retort, his voice practically roaring with unconditional frustration. “Do you think that the reason I come back to you is to mask the guilt that I’ve moved you? Do you think I can possibly move on, Luna? Just throw away everything we’ve ever had? Do you?” His principle intention for canning off all these eliciting questions was for her to admit that wasn’t what she meant at all, for her to realize that there was no way that could ever be. But as he witnessed a single tear escape her welling eyes, he knew that wasn’t the case. “Fuck, you really do think that… don’t you?” Christian clasped his eyelids shut before he could see her nod or provide an indicative expression. He didn’t need to look, he already knew the answer. 

[glennlivcs-blog]

[MSG:] I TOLD YOU TO GO TO BED EIGHT HOURS AGO

[MSG]: DON’T YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO.

[MSG]: You should be thankful for me, you know. All those years I would suck it up and watch over you when Puck went out of town and even all the torture crap that you put me through, I still have been the totally fantastic to you!

[MSG]: God, just because you wear big girl panties now and can drink big girl drinks at big girl bars does not MEAN that you can drunk text me these absurd thingies!

[MSG]: Your brother is going to be so MAD at you.

[famerph-blog]

You/christian; what's your stance on betrayal. Forgive/forget or forgive/never forget????

MARISSA: i would say forgive/forget but if they’ve managed to break you to a point where you were convinced you were unfixable then the latter seems like a more practical option. it’s not healthy to hold grudges but some forms of action are inexcusable such as infidelity, abuse and so forth. 

CHRISTIAN: Forgive/ Never Forget. In the most cases, you don’t even owe them your forgiveness. 

[famerph-blog]

You/Silas: what's your stance on killing people whether it's justified or not?

MARISSA: under most circumstances, killing people is a no go even though media seems to enjoy glorifying and desensitizing it. however, if it’s done out of self defence then there’s obviously some validity to it. also, this is going to be a very controversial and potentially harsh opinion of mine but i believe that offenders like serial killers, rapists and just people that pose as a threat to society do not necessarily deserve all rights to live as they once did. i’m sorry but our tax dollars shouldn’t be going towards keeping these fuckers alive when there are innocent people dying on the streets. it just seems so backwards?  

SILAS: It can be justified, I guess. Doesn’t make it any less crazy though. I’ve seen what it’s done to people. They just.. they can never go back to who they were before. So I suggest you only do it if there’s nothing else that can be done and I mean nothing.