Sep 20, 2017
Tonight's debate with the sister: guyliner
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Tonight's debate with the sister: guyliner
maybe it’s the autism but i don’t think ppl are good for me
My roommate was telling me how she's fascinated by baseball as like this exotic American novelty. I told her my family would take her to a sox game this year and she's so excited lmao she's so cute.
I will marathon the entirety of teen wolf just to read your fics if you promise to write that dragon shifter Stiles au
Oh my. That’s some dedication right there. Uh, I have actually started outlining and writing DragonShifter!Stiles, so here, have a snippet!
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“She said nooooo,” Stiles moans into his pillow.
Scott hums from somewhere over by his desk in distracted acknowledgement.
“Scott! Are you listening?! She said no!”
“Of course she did, dude,” he replies, “You asked if you could hoard her.”
“How could I not?” Stiles asks, incredulous, “She’s Lydia Martin. She has fire hair, Scott. Fire hair.”
Scott sighs, not looking up from his worksheet, but explaining with endless patience, “Normal people don’t ask other people if they can collect them.”
“But I want her,” Stiles complains.
Scott shrugs. “Doesn’t change the facts,” he says, “Hey is parallel spelled with three L’s or two?”
“Three, two first, then one at the end,” Stiles answers before shaking himself and flailing at his best friend, “Wait, that’s not the point! I’m having a crisis and you’re doing homework!”
“Stiles, dude, bro, buddy, I know that your dragon brain is stubborn sometimes, but you are not listening to me. Normal people don’t get collected.”
“You agreed to be part of my hoard!“
“Did not! You dragged me over to your mom and said you were keeping me!”
“Well you didn’t protest!”
“I was four!”
Claudia blinks as she stops in the doorway. “Am I…interrupting something?”
“Lydia Martin told Stiles she wasn’t gonna be part of his hoard,” Scott informs.
Stiles buries his face in his pillow and whines.
Okay like 2 people might be a little sad if I died maybe 3 but it wouldn't last long and they would be over it quickly
once again arguing with my mother about who gets to talk about how much of my boobs I expose
hint: it’s literally just me
My dumbass cat just attacked a plastic bag and scared herself so bad she ran down the hallway to her bed.