#whatamianun

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“Aren't you a little too young to be in a bar?”

[lacrossexpup-blog]

        "Lydia... it's staring at me again."

[warinherblood]

    Title Graphic Pickup for    becauseofscott

                                              “ Kings can wage wars;                                         but only Queens can conquer. “

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whatamianun replied to your post:♦

#lays down and cries about those tags #you have no idea #because what you said is exactly how lydia feels about him #he provides a sense of comfort and safety that no one else has ever been able to #she feels at home when she’s with him

stays with you forever.

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whatamianun replied to your post:why is tumblr recommending blogs to follow on my...

#it’s a new thing apparently #if you use xkit you can get the extension to block them

yes. good. i like this extension.

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

Switcheroo || whatamianun

"Remember when you said this was easier than you thought?" Stiles huffed, dodging a branch that was thrown at him. "Yeah, I'm thinking you spoke too soon!"

"Shut up, Stiles!" Lydia hissed, ducking behind a tree and tugging him with her. "She's right over there, all we have to do is go for it and get her to stop moving."

"Easier said!" Stiles glared at her, peering out from behind the tree and aiming the tranquilizer at the witch. "You know, I'm starting to wish we'd brought the werewolves."

"We can handle this, Stiles, it's just a witch," Lydia snapped. "I'll distract her."

She stepped out from behind the tree, drawing the witch's fire as Stiles shot a dart at her. He missed, and he dashed over to Lydia, aiming again. "Whoops."

The witch snarled at them, walking closer. "You think a silly little dart will stop me? You have another thing coming, you tiny upstarts." She lifted a hand and flung a handful of strange dust in their face. By the time Stiles and Lydia finished coughing, she'd disappeared.

Stiles raised an eyebrow at Lydia. "I'll drive you home and we'll regroup tomorrow?"

"Obviously." Lydia flipped her hair. "I'll call you."

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Stiles yawned, stretching out in his bed and kicking his legs out under the comforter. Weird, they weren't hanging off the bed today. Maybe he'd finally learned how to stay still in his sleep. Or he'd just shifted back to a normal position. It felt way too early to get up, and he wondered for a second why he'd woken up to begin with. Then he realized that there was music playing and something was wandering over his legs. Stiles swatted at whatever it was, frowning.

"Scott, that better not be you," he grumbled, startling as his voice came out higher than he was used to. Stiles jerked fully awake, sitting up and staring at the mirror across the wall. Not his room. Not his dog jumping over his legs. Absolutely not his five three, strawberry blonde body staring back at him.

"Holy shit," Stiles breathed, Lydia's face staring back at him as Prada jumped up, licking his cheek and then barking sharply. Stiles lunged off the bed, grabbing Lydia's phone and dialing his number from heart. "Lydia, we have a serious problem!" He screeched as soon as she picked up.

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☎

Send me ☎ for my muses react to your sending them nudes.

[ text :: red ] um-- lydia.[ text :: red ] are you sure these were meant for me?

[allroundlostcause]

*pins against the wall and kisses* ((Pass this to the next ten people on your dash))

"And what if I’m not big on sharing? I adore redheads."