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teen wolf appreciation week → day six: favourite otp
When I kissed you, you held your breath.
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Lydia Martin Appreciation Day: “Someone tried to strangle me and I survived. I don’t need to hide that.”
— nikita gill, artemis girl
happy lydia martin appreciation day!
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❝ i got none of that gibberish, wanna say it in english ? ❞ a cheshire smile plays against petals, an eyebrow crooked up in sheer amusement. it’s so fun to press all kaleb’s buttons ; it’s all levi wants to do ! ❝ don’t be a fuckin’ baby, kiddo. i doubt he thinks anything is wrong. it’s probably just your p a r a n o i d brain. so what, we’re always partnered up. he’ll probably buy into the lie just because he doesn’t want to believe the truth. people do that shit all the time. ❞
kaleb throws a glare in his direction, no desire to translate from french for him. he didn’t understand why levi got such a thrill from pressing his buttons, and he had no idea why he continued to allow him to. maybe if he stopped letting on that he was getting to him, levi would STOP. ❝ i’m not being a baby. my father is the MAYOR, levi. he has eyes and ears everywhere. my father’s not like that. he’s just not. ❞
Saying Goodbye to Teen Wolf: [¼] things I’ll miss
Malia’s smile.
unraveleds:
entirely unsure of what she’s done to deserve sophia .. her saving grace, blinding light in her otherwise dim world. there’s a familiar warmth that spreads to her veins. a hand slips to the back of her neck, a gentle pull to keep brims pressed onto hers. and she lingers because there’s something absolutely healing about the femme’s kiss. moments will tick by before she’s pulling back, forehead pressed to the femme’s. “ what’d i do to deserve you ? ”
she adored dahlia, there was no other person she loved as much as she loved her. what she was didn’t bother sophia, dahlia’s personality was what she valued, she loved the way the girl treated her. she smiles into the kiss, arms wrapping around the girl’s neck. sophia sighs, eyes slipping shut. ❝ you deserve so much, ❞ she tells her.
unraveleds:
luxuriously cavernous condo provided bountiful space for dahlia to take care of any business that was to come about, albeit she preferred not to take work home with her. but as the cliche goes, desperate times call for desperate measures. so she’ll nod her head, silent signal to henchmen standing by to take him into dark room, her own wicked title. he’s held down to wooden chair, at her leisure. she grins. crack of a gun, slight ring thereafter — femme doesn’t even flinch. “ take him out of here. and tell soph to come back upstairs. now. ”
there’s a moment of hesitation when he comes for her, sophia still stood, though, silently making her way back up to the apartment. she didn’t know what she expected walking back in there, but nothing appeared to be out of place. the only thing missing was the man who has shown up before dahlia asked her to leave. there wasn’t even any sign of his presence there to begin with. she moved to sit back on the couch, teeth capturing her lesser lip while she waited for dahlia.
Scott and Malia in the Season 6B trailer (x)
❝ my dad’s gonna be home soon, ❞ he informs him, arms folding across his chest. ❝ i don’t think he’d be too keen on seeing you here AGAIN. i think the whole ‘we’ve got a project together, dad’ excuse isn’t going to work anymore. in fact, i know he doesn’t even buy it. he’s just waiting for me to slip up somehow. then he’ll be all like, ‘ vous êtes un imbécile, fils ’ or ‘ j'ai pensé que je vous ai élevé mieux, kaleb. ’ and i am not interested in being scolded by him. ❞
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favorite development: Lydia & Malia
Saying Goodbye to Teen Wolf: [1/3] heartbreaking scenes
“Hey, you alright? Malia?”
unraveleds:
energy levels are higher, she’s acutely more tuned into her senses — she feels ALIVE. but that doesn’t help the never-ending guilt, nothing ever does. when she meets the gaze of sophia, she offers up a serene smile. a wave of calm washes over her. “ sorry i’m late. i was .. getting food. ” she doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to say it aloud, such vile actions could never elicit a proper sentence from her. back of her hand wipes at brims, a drip of crimson. her step falters and her face falls.
there wasn’t a single thing about dahlia that she didn’t LOVE. she didn’t care about what she was, sophia hoped she had made that clear enough. she shakes her head, immediately moving closer to the girl, pressing a gentle kiss against her lips after she wiped the blood away. ❝ it’s what you have to do to SURVIVE, you’re not a bad person, dahlia. ❞
unraveleds:
a silent sort of indignation spreads across countenance, she nearly looks calm. which is frightening in and of itself. dark hues latch onto the other, a useless worker coming forth with a mistake a little too big for her to forgive. and he had the audacity to come to her own HOME to break the news. head tilts, gaze shifting for a fleeting moment to the girl. sanguine lips pull back into a darling smile reserved only for the girl. “ sweetheart, would you mind leaving the apartment for a little bit ? give me ten minutes. then we’ll go get dinner, yeah ? ”
she got the impression that she probably shouldn’t have left, she had an idea of what was going to come, but sophia knew BETTER, and she couldn’t say no to dahlia. she spared the male one last glance before giving dahlia a small nod. ❝ of course, ❞ she replies, forcing the smallest smile. as she leaves the apartment she doesn’t look back, she walked until she was sitting outside on the steps that lead up to the complex, fingers toying with the material of her dress while she waited for dahlia.
Shelley Hennig on stage One Last HowlerCon (via @MandysLandBlog)