☪ Not without you

Scott Mccall selective, indy roleplaying blog; written by della; Semi-HIATUS

[thealphamvle-blog]

Semi-HIATUS:

   ;;Okay so going on a hiatus starting today ( 5-1-16 ) -- through ( 5-30-16 )! So pretty much all this month basically. I’m moving to an apartment & it’s gonna take a lot of my time, cause packing & such x---x but i mean. though I’ll be around. ( maybe putting things on queue mostly ) but won’t answer any ask----- cause yaaah :| ) like i said busy month, need to work & make money for moving. But I WILL BE AROUND. SO HAHA--- ?? letting you know on that, if you see me reblog something. you know why <3 okay! so it’s not much, but just thought you all should know <3

[allsonargent]

[ofnoblehunt]

       “Thang?” arched brows dared the alpha to explain himself as slender fingers brushed against smirking petals to stifle the cackle humming in her throat “I can’t believe you just said that –”. Aimlessly the huntress paced the circumference of her room, attempting to distract her desire to sit right next to him. “Mmhmm” clearing the nervous mountain in her throat Allison turn abruptly to face him “that if we didn’t find dates we’d go together – but I’m 90% sure she’s waiting on Stiles to build up the courage to ask her”.

[thealphamvle-blog]

          Scott can’t help but let his laughter grow, he clenches his stomach at this & shrugs playfully. “I can’t either!” Times like this just meant the WORLD to the Alpha. Them getting along, I mean wasn’t that what he had wanted between them? Answer to that was mostly a : Hell yeah. Though of course being just friends while talking about--- P R O M, when deep down he wanted to ask her to prom, wasn’t as easy as he thought it be. He forms a small ‘o’ shape with his lips. “Really?” Eyebrows raised up at this. Stiles & Lydia going together can actually be... a good idea? That would mean... Allison wouldn’t have anyone to go with--- UNLESS Scott asked her in time--- or maybe he should just ask her right now? Why wait? The Alpha grin widens; he gets up from his seat & moves directly towards Allison. ---Why don’t we just go together? I’m pretty sure Stiles will ask Lydia. In fact, I know he will.” 

[fifityshadesofplaid]

       “– When you said card games I assumed you meant poker, I’m fucking amazing at poker”. Literally cringing at the words crossing thin petals, Stiles humored the preppy teen “go-fish McCall”.

[thealphamvle-blog]

                 “You really do cruse like a sailor. You know that... right?” The preppy teen grins sweetly at the other before looking once more at his deck of cards. Scott would form yet another frown at the others response. “...You know... I feel like you’re lying this time--- or maybe you’ve been lying the other time?  You’ve only said ‘Go-Fish’ since we started playing. C’mon Stiles... play fair.” He knew the other didn’t want to play Go-Fish... but Scott thought it was the best way to get to know each other. 

Or at least that’s what Allison said he should do-- though now, he’s probably sure she was kidding. “...If you’re not into... well... go-fish we can always... play tennis. Allison & I play it ALL the time. Sometimes with Lydia...” 

[facetiiousa-deactivated20200622]

“I stopped listening to you, the moment you went dark, you’re not my alpha, anymore.” She says in a defiant tone, looking at him, as she growls low.

“Your’re nothing to me.”

[thealphamvle-blog]

          Scott lips curl up into a grin, a venomous growl escapes past blooded teeth. He wasn’t into the whole ‘her trying to push him away’ idea, it was such a pity. Her claiming he wasn’t her alpha? What a sad little girl.  “I am EVERYTHING to you.” He reaches to claw at her, but doesn’t exactly aim, he misses on purpose. He only wanted to get a reaction out of her is all.

[ofsollicitudoarchived-deactivat]

@thealphamvle

Stiles sat alone in the library during the necessary lunch hour Beacon Hills High allotted for the students. He hadn’t sat with the pack for days now. In fact this was the fourth. Liam had approached him in the hallway on his way to the library about where he was going, but he just shrugged the younger teen off and ignored the concerned look in his eyes. For once he was actually caught up on his homework. That was the only benefit from Scott freaking out over what had happened between them and making him feel like complete shit. Plus, the library was typically empty during lunch, because the students preferred socializing with their friends instead so he had the entire place to himself. Sometimes quiet was what he needed. It helped calm his nerves and ever-fluctuating levels of anxiety.

The human had just finished up one of his math problems when the doors to the library swung open. He’d picked the middle table to sit at so he had a direct view of them. Stiles tore his gaze away from his notebook and looked up to see his best friend(?) walk through them. Just the sight of the alpha caused his stomach to twist nervously and his heartbeat to pick up. Of course Scott would come looking for him eventually. It wasn’t exactly hard to track him down. There were only so many places in the school he could hide and the other also had his scent. Stiles was doomed no matter what he did. He drew in an unsteady breath before flattening his shaky hands onto the table so Scott wouldn’t see just how uncomfortable he was with him there.

God, he hadn’t even started it. So why should he be penalized for having feelings for the werewolf that went beyond friendship? Scott was the one who had initiated it. Stiles just hadn’t stopped him. He tried pushing the memories away of Scott’s hand skimming up his jean-covered thigh. Of the way he kissed him and how his hands felt running across his pale skin. Now was not the time to be recalling memories that increased his nervous heart rate further. Stiles sat up a bit straighter in his chair. By then Scott was standing in front of the table and looking down at him. He was almost positive he was starting to turn red from his gaze, but he didn’t get up or offer the other a chair. Scott had really hurt him. It was something he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to get over. To be a mistake. Someone the other could never love back in the same way. And to have it be told straight to his face? Stiles’ heart was aching again already.

       “Need something? I’m a little busy here.         Whatever it is I’m sure Lydia could help.”

[thealphamvle-blog]

          The Alpha convinced himself that what happened between them was just a mistake, & that being TOO caught up with each other---- the feelings. It was just a lie? A trick. --- They needed comfort & found it in each other, & of course to Scott he knew the reason it happened ( well to him at least ) was because they’ve been through so much together, they understood each other better than anyone else around them. So of course them leaning on each other would make sense. It just did. But, at the end it shouldn’t have happened like how it did. Scott regrets every second of it, laying on the same bed with him, being with him. Though he fears that he’ll lose his best friend over all of this, pushing him away & avoiding him probably wasn’t a good start. It was actually quite the opposite on what the werewolf had planned out. His words to himself was ‘i just need some time to myself to understand what I want’--- & that is when the avoiding began. After the whole ‘Avoiding Stiles plan’--- Stiles hadn’t been sitting with the pack. Not only that, but Scott senses Lydia  sending him death glares from the corner of his eyes--- he avoids that too, just to place safe. Still, he can’t seem to ignore the empty seat to where Stiles would usually sit, it’s pretty upsetting & just.... a strange feeling in his chest. It feels like he lost him--- THE same exact feeling as to when he lost Allison. An open wound. Today though would be differently, he was on search for the human & what better place to find him in, than the library.  When he pushes the door open, only to reveal at first sight--- STILES, the Alpha would let his eyes wander over the figure. It was like he was checking for any signs---- signs of change. Since they haven’t really talked to one another or really hung out as much-- AT ALL. He just wanted to make sure... that he wasn’t missing out on anything. Scott bites down on his bottom lip & quickly makes his way over to his best friend, his grip tightens around the straps of his backpack, knuckles turning white.  His heart beats rapidly into his chest-- it’s going to B U R S T & he is going to throw- up all over the desk. He shouldn’t be feeling this way? Nothing is wrong, they are fine. Just. Fine. ----- The Alpha steps come to a halt when by the table Stiles sat in, he opens his mouth to speak--- but gets interrupted by the human. “Oh----- uh, busy? Too busy for me? That’s the first?” He joked while chuckling, he takes the time to push the chair aside & drop his backpack on the desk before taking a seat. “---C’mon Stiles... it’s not that I  need anything... I just-- just wanted to see what my best friend is doing. I miss you......”

[ofnoblehunt]

       It had only just occurred to the huntress that her screams would be drowned out by the eerie stillness of the desolate woods. Cautious honey spheres narrowed as they fixated on the alpha’s fists, watching as they clenched. Slender fingers tightened further around the blade as Scott spoke, his timbre void of familiarity. There was a chill radiating from the werewolf causing icy fingers raking down her spine. Something was clearly off and she didn’t buy this facade at all, not when she knew Scott like the back of her own hand. 

      As if they were caught in a tango Allison crept backwards the moment he chose to close their proximity. “Well I’ll let you get back to that – sorry for disturbing you” refusing to turn her back on him, Allison politely smiled. “What?” thick brows creased in confusion “Scott, you know I don’t believe in fate” the huntress mused with a small shrug. Don’t let him know you suspect anything, she thought. Her heart plummeted the moment her back brushed against a tree, he had her cornered. 

       “– Scott talk to me, tell me what’s going on?” panic chased away the strength in her stoic demeanor. She was utterly useless knowing she’d never be able to hurt him if it came down to defending herself. She’d almost laid down her life for him countless times before – nothing had changed in that respect. “Scott!” he voice called desperately to the boy inside – her first love.

[thealphamvle-blog]

          Her scent---- the balance of fear & bravery lingered perfectly in the cool-fresh air. He kind of liked it-- in fact he craves it. Closing his eyes with full bliss, inhaling the air---- her scent. He’s closing in on her, inching closer--- & closer. “Hm?” Re-opening his eyes to reveal red pools looking into whiskey colored iris---- with the tint of honey flecks. So sweet & adoring, addicting to look at. “You weren’t disturbing me actually... Allison......” He offers her a grin in return, almost an exact match to her own polite smile. An amused chuckle slips past twin-flesh. “--Yeah, of course you don’t believe in fate. You’re not one to believe. I don’t blame you... I mean... fate is so unrealistic. Don’t you think?” Scott doesn’t wait for a response, the sound of her back hitting the tree caused his eyebrows to raise. He placed a hand on the tree behind her & places his other hand on the other side of her. She’s trapped now--- completely. “Why do you think something is wrong with me?” The Alpha leans forward enough to feel her breath against his face. “NOTHING is wrong with me......” His claws pop out, he gently hovers his hand cover her face, claws barley touching her he lets it travel down her neck----- leaning closer & closer to her. He can hear the flow of her blood, hear her heart beating-- that oh--so familiar heartbeat. & then--- he hears her voice. Scott stops for a moment. “Allison....” Eyes flickered from her face & to his claws in just seconds. He brings his fist back to his chest, claws gone. “I....nothing... is wrong with me? I’m fine? I---- I’m okay...”  

[notfearless-a]

                               though thinking about a SHARED FUTURE wasn’t noteworthy any longer allison sometimes caught herself  r e f l e c t i n g  all the things, they’ve been through   &   also left behind just to move on. so every then   &   now she remembered what he said that night, when she decided to break up him. since that many things has been happened, even between them. but while scott suddenly exposed such CONCRETE PLANS or hopes allison haven’t even thought about her own future yet. or maybe there was just no space to create an own future if you were born in a family like hers.                   ❛   it will. you’ll see. just  b e l i e v e  in yourself. like we do.   ❜     allison felt how a soft smile flashed on her lips.      ❛   LIKE I’LL ALWAYS DO.  ❜    these words were spoken out much quieter than the prior ones though she knew that he definitely heard them anyways before a faked startled expression covered her face followed by a fake upset laugh.    ❛   i am not  !!   ❜   allison laughed amusingly shaking her head as she averted her view .  joking around like that was fun   &   would also be something she’d MISS, when college will start soon.  

                                   brushing some of those dark strands of hair out of her face she FELT CAUGHT, when he asked if something was wrong, but she immediately dismissed it as beside the point.   ❛  no, i’m fine. it’s  n o t h i n g.  ❜  bracing herself up to give him a convincing smile she also gave him a FRIENDLY NUDGE.  ❛  hey, don’t give me this look. i said i’m fine. it’s just, that … i … i will miss them          YOU.  that’s all.  ❜  and maybe the fact that there were no real options for her to choose an own future made the thoughts of scott’s hopes for his future look so desirable at some point. 

[thealphamvle-blog]

                 He’s wanting to surround himself in joy along with Allison, but this conversation doesn’t seem to be heading that way, not from what he’s feeling. He can’t stand the idea of someone in his pack feeling------ left out or alone or---- he can only think of worse things & he feels ILL at the thought. This is Allison--- the SAME Allison he once loved, still does actually. The SAME Allison who stood by his side & helped him through all the wrong. The SAME Allison who anchored him, to keep him from becoming a REAL monster. & yet--- something didn’t feel right about this strong, heroic huntress.  

Scott knew something was wrong, he could tell by her facial expression, like she was caught red handed in doing something bad. He leans forward a bit; he’s patiently waiting for an answer. But doesn’t get the response he was hoping for-- in fact, he’s wounded. “You’re... fine?” He cocked an eyebrow questionably at the Argent girl. He can sense the lie-- but the smile could have fooled him, luckily he’s a werewolf & can see beyond those lies-- or hear at least. “Miss us?” A hurt expression washes over his feature. “......We’ll make plans to see each other... you know that? ---I, I won’t leave you behind. I won’t.” Scott is pack--- his pack doesn’t forget about ONE another, no matter how far they are from each other... he won’t forget about them, either of them. “Allison....” His tone is soft, loving & giving. “.... Yo--YOU can come with me! We can get an apartment together... the two of us. I can get a job-- it’ll be perfect.... I’m sure of it. You don’t have to...stay behind... “

[quixotiic-deactivated20170721]

"Family means no one gets left behind."

Lilo & Stitch || Accepting || @thealphamvle​

Tylercan’t remember a time he’s felt so ANGRY, especially not towards Scott of allpeople. But it seems to be the only emotion he can feel at the moment. It’soverwhelming, enough to make him feel blind. See color instead of shapes. Hecan hear his blood rushing, he can hear more than he wants to. & smell.Everything smells so STRONGLY, it feels like too much. He’s barely listening toScott however, until he hears the word family. A snarl bubbling in Tyler’sthroat as Scott says it means nobody gets left behind & despite the fact thathe can only see in varying colors, Tyler somehow KNOWS he’s staring directly athis twin brother.

“Familyalso means you don’t turn your brother into his worst fucking NIGHTMARE!” he screams,letting out a frustrated noise that sounds more like a growl to him. “I didn’tconsent, Scott, I didn’t I—I don’t! I don’t WANT this! You turned me into….intoa m o n s t e r ! I know you & everybody else thinks it’s great but I—I don’t want…Inever wanted this.” His breathing is heavy & short & his eyes sting withtears & his gums feel like they’re throbbing. Letting out a choked cry, Tylersinks to his knees as he begins to shift. Scott warned him that the first shiftwas always the worst, Scott himself had cried the FIRST time he shifted & Tyler…Tyler felt like a train wreck. “S-scott!” the name leaves his lips as hesuddenly forgets his anger & just wants his brother to help, before he knowsit, his fingers are turned into claws and he’s dragging them down the floorboards,not a care in mind about how ANGRY their mom would be at that. “This is…it’sy-your fault!” Tyler snaps his head up, eyes glowing gold & baring his fangsas he yells at his brother.

               “D-don’tJUST stand there! Help, it…it hurts…Scott, it h-hurts.”  

[amelicrate-deactivated20170608]

      She’s barely awake when he starts talking, her eyes half-lidded as she shifts to look at him better, brow raised. What he’s saying is cute, and just a little too sappy for her taste, though appreciated nonetheless. “Scott,” she begins slowly, reaching out to lightly touch his cheek, sliding her fingertips across it and…

                                                   … clasping her hand over his mouth.

      “—if you don’t shut up, I’m going to murder you.”

[thealphamvle-blog]

            The gentle touch against his cheek causes the boys cheeks to flush, he’s waiting for her gentle words to ease his mind-- but doesn’t get gentle words or a loving kiss.  Her hand is covering his mouth; he blinks & feels sweat drops form on his forehead when being told to shut up. “Uh......but I want to talk to you....” He muttered against her hand..   

[pupbar-blog]

    ❝ I think I can manage walking on my OWN two feet, scott i’m not a kid, you know???❞

[thealphamvle-blog]

               “i know that! I was just offering kindness. jeez someone needs a time out. all that rudeness won’t get you anywhere. so fine, walk. less fun for you.”

[eichenraised]

@thealphamvle

             Hearing the door open, Alec looks up from his textbook to see Scott walking inside. Has Scott ever knocked? Probably not. Stiles had yelled something about groceries several minutes ago, grabbing his keys and practically tripping out of the door. Running his fingers through his hair, Alec bites his lip and stands up.               “Oh, uh, hey Scott.”

[thealphamvle-blog]

            The Alpha chuckles & waves shortly at Alec. “Hey man.” The werewolf walks over to him, not enough to close the distance, but it’s an arm length away at least. “I was coming here to hang with Stiles, but he’s a bit busy & all.” Scott shrugs his shoulder, playfulness rolling off of it. He shoves his hands in his pockets. “---SO since he’s busy I was thinking we could hang out, if you want that is.” 

[dupliiciity-blog]

          Theo just HAD to break the silence. It was all a bit too much for him and he needed a distraction. Potentially taunting Scott McCall about his goodhearted nature seemed like a good way to do that. Though, he knew it would take a while to shake what he had just learned about himself tonight. It might have been easier if he could have pretended it never happened and just keep repressing all of that. But he wasn’t alone in that situation. Scott, Liam, Mason, The Beast all knew, too. They were all people he never wanted to see him as WEAK. Theo didn’t know how to cope with something like this. He hoped it would give him more drive to succeed, to show the one surviving Doctor and the rest of the world that he was not a failure. But right then, that wasn’t what he felt.

When Scott answered him, he glanced over, forcing a smirk to spread across his lips. “Not everyone can be saved, Scott,” he said, shaking his head. “No matter how hard you try.” Perhaps if he had been in a different mood, if the circumstances were different, he would have sounded arrogant and confident like he always did. But he was overwhelmed by what he was feeling and that wasn’t allowing him to force anything successfully. It was frustrating, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t stop trying. Theo wouldn’t break. He refused to. He nearly had before, when the Doctors first told him he was a failure that night. Scott had snapped him out of it momentarily, for a reason that was still a mystery to the chimera after all he had done to him. But now that he had a moment to think about it     it HURT. A lot.

At the true alpha’s next words, his eyes shot over to him, his forced smirk fading into a harsh frown. Theo didn’t want to talk about this. His goal was to avoid it and Scott was the last person he wanted to delve into with this. His insecurities, his inferiority… It was difficult for him and to have that confirmed that night was painful. That was why he couldn’t keep himself calm. His greatest FEAR had come to life, so of course, he would react poorly. “They would know better than you would, don’t you think?” he snapped. They were what created him. They were the ones who d ecided whether or not he was a failure. And even if Theo would repeat the words  ‘I’m not a failure’ over and over again, it didn’t make it true. He was a FAILURE. His eyes fell back to the ground in front of him, shaking his head quickly. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t care.” Lies. 

[thealphamvle-blog]

           ”We can try to save him.” Was his reply back to Theo, because it was true---- they would try to save him, he HAD to. Not for just the pack, not just for the sake of their future, but Mason is Liam’s best friend & he is a friend to Scott as well. That is WHY they needed to try & save him. Scott had hope & not even Theo could take that away from him, not when he wasn’t feeling himself. “----As long as WE try, my pack & I will be able to save him. I believe we can. I KNOW we can.” Because--- f a i- t h. But right now Scott knew this has nothing to do with Mason or his pack---- the BEAST. No if anything this is far from it. What happened back there was something they needed to talk about-- or at LEAST try. So when Scott decided to talk to Theo about it, the other boy snaps at him. This does cause Scott eyes to widen, but not by much since he did expect some kind of reaction from the boy. The Alpha scowls & his eyebrows knit together in a troubled-like manner. He wishes Theo could see that he was something more--- superior & remarkable. Even if the doctors didn’t think that, it didn’t matter what they thought-- or at least it SHOULDN’T. But of course he couldn’t blame Theo for actually caring, he knew he cared--- he knew it mattered. He could hear his heart---beat. Suddenly he wishes he couldn’t, he would LIKE to believe that the other male didn’t care, but things didn’t work out that way...... “Probably...... they probably would know better than me. Or at least... they should, but if anything they really don’t. I know what they said about you back there isn’t true. I’ve witnessed how...tough you are & how much you’ve accomplished. Theo, you’re not a letdown. You really aren’t.” He doesn’t continue on walking, he halts. His body turned fully towards Theo & eyes locked with the others. They were alone & it was the perfect timing to just...talk to one another, understand & maybe help Theo understand things a bit better. “You care... I know you care & I’m telling you to TALK to me. Please? I want to help you--- take your pain away...” 

[inevitcble]

rp partner: you okay with multiple thre- me:

[thealphamvle-blog]

@ofnoblehunt

[elevenmccall]

                  Scott looked at the other him with his own curious eyes, scanning to see that they were in fact identical. He also tried listening to his heart for lies and kept reading the chemo signals in the air around him to try to sense if an attack was coming. His own eyes flashed red when crimson ones met his though, wolf instinct aware of the threat better than the human side of him. “This doesn’t make any sense,” he stated, voice flat to mask the confusion he was feeling. He knew the other could probably read it on him though, especially if it was actually him. At the mention of territory, Scott moved closer and huffed out, “What?” He shook his head, not backing down and getting in the other’s face. “This is MY house, my HOME. Not yours, whatever you are, whoever you are. You need to get out right now.”

He folded his arms, glaring at the other, but it could never match the one the other sported. That look was pure HATE and not one his face had ever showed in his eighteen years of life so far. Scott bristled visibly at the word mutt, glaring harder as his red eyes narrowed across the now small space between them. “I’m FINE.” Maybe he wasn’t though, what if this was a dream? Or better yet, a nightmare? Or what if he was seeing things? He wished he could get out his phone and text his best friend, get him here to tell him he wasn’t going crazy. If the other Scott was real though, he didn’t want Stiles to be in any danger. “And I think you better LEAVE. I don’t care what you are.” He knew the other couldn’t be a twin and there was no way time travel of all things could be possible. The other had a point and it scared him a little. Wouldn’t he know if he wasn’t real though? He felt real, but he didn’t want to reach out to see if the other was as well.

[thealphamvle-blog]

                  The Alpha smirked, of course the other wouldn’t understand any of this? Things like this just don’t happen--- well not to normal people that is, but unlike most people well Scott wasn’t close to being normal. Even the Alpha could sense how different this ‘heroic’ boy was from every scent in this town. “You’ll learn to appreciate this, us.” His tone is smooth-- but filled with MALICE. The movement from the other causes a small out burst from the Alpha. “Oh! Feisty! How cute? I’m actually really, REALLY frightened right now......” A step--- one single step is taken by him & a grin slowly curves against his twin-flesh, canine teeth poking out. “THIS isn’t your TERRITORY. NOT anymore.” He wasn’t going to leave, not without a fight that is. The fact that THIS young pup wanted him to leave? It caused the grin on his face to fall into a sterner look. ‘Poor kid, didn’t really know who he was messing with. True Alpha or not--- he was nothing compared to him, or at least that’s what he liked to think’. When hearing that the other didn’t care what he was------ the Alpha fakes a look of hurt & placed his hand over his chest. How sweet, he thinks. A true Alpha that fights back, it’s what he was hoping for. Aim at his weakness---- his PACK, MOM? The PAST----- God, thoughts cross his mind on who he can get his claws on, he can’t leave. Not without the taste of blood on his velvet muscle. 

“Why are you trying to get rid of me so fast? I mean we’re the same person? We should be connecting! Be friends----BEST friends. I’d think we’d make a pretty good team; don’t you think Scott? I mean---- visualize us, working together----we won’t lose people in OUR pack, not like how you lost Boyd, Erica…Isaac & …. Allison. I mean, if anything... that was your fault for keeping me in for SO long. If you would have let me out a while back, we could have saved that precious human girl. But you failed.... as always.” He’s hitting a nerve. Talk about those who are dead or left, & use them as a tool against him. Weaken him, make Scott weak. 

[ofnoblehunt]

      “I mean the Hemsworth brothers wear it well” a nonchalant shrug rolled off of playful shoulders. Allison wouldn’t admit it however Scott was on par if not exceeded the Hemsworth brothers in her eyes. “It’s certainly not impossible. You know some people don’t like me right? I’m not as flawless or lovable as you make me seem Scott” in her wildest dreams she could live up to the person the alpha sees. “First love, right” Allison repeated softly before melting into Scott’s embrace. “Would I be overstepping when asking how things with Kira are?” she didn’t mean to pry and yet she knew that’s exactly how it sounded. 

[thealphamvle-blog]

            The Alpha scoffs. “Don’t they wear everything well?” He mumbled. Scott shrugs, well at least he was stronger than them by far, sure they were bigger-- somewhat. But, he was a werewolf— so he was 100% sure he’d kick their ass with his eyes closed & one hand tied behind his back. The werewolf breaks out a small grin at the Argent girl. “Well those people just don’t know you like I do,” He is watching her carefully, he understood that she isn’t ‘flawless’ or ‘lovable’, no. She’s much more than just that. “… I know, but you’re something better. You’re independent, strong & kind.” With that said, he ends it with a small smile, one that lite up the room without a doubt.  

BUT it flattens out when the mention of his girlfriend’s name leaves his ex-girlfriends twin-flesh. Scott lets the silence between them get awkward for a bit. “Uh…..good?” Seriously Scott? That’s all you can say? GOOD? Stupid, stupid—- how do the enemies find you worthy when you can’t even speak properly! “—-I mean, uh…. great? We’re great & whatnot. I mean…I guess I haven’t been very much a good boyfriend… been kind of…. busy?” 

[ofnoblehunt]

       “I am being responsible, I’m filming this for Stiles. You know how much he loves when Simba acts out” a smirk settled on amused petals as she sent the snap off. “I guess he can’t live up to your expectations of being a saint” kneeling down, Allison called the puppy over with her sweet timbre “isn’t that right pup?”.

[thealphamvle-blog]

        ”Stiles is secretly teaching Simba to act this way.” Which was the truth, he should know since he caught Stiles telling Simba what to do that one time he doggy-sit. “Oh– ha, ha. Funny.” 

Simba hears his mommies voice & quickly runs over to her, jumping in her arm & smothering her with kisses of his own. Scott pouts & folds his arms. “He’s lucky he’s cute…...” Scott pauses before a moment before walking over to the two of them, kneeling down beside Allison to kiss her nose. “—-BOTH of you.” on":