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   Don’t look at it. Don’t look at it. Allison repeated the mantra to herself. She knew one thing, Scott would end the creature, and her friends would stop the hunters. She chose not to go with her father, to face her grandfather, knowing she needed to be there for her friends. She kept a hand on Lydia’s jacket, trying not to get split up in the chaos.
    “Why did Scott need Stiles’ help?”
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   “My grandfather may have trained her, but I was trained better.” Allison grumbled, grabbing her weapon. “And I’m not letting the rules of the Argent family change. I’m the leader, not him. You ready?”
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 Fear. Your deepest, darkest fear. To anyone that was too much, and for Allison it felt like hell. Hunters weren’t known for fighting blind, so she had done her best to try to learn but there is never enough practice for standing in the school with it there.Â
    “Scott!”
  She felt the waves of fear coming from all around them. She held onto the wall, the fear trying to bring her down. She heard the commotion and ducked into the classroom, perched close enough to listen for it.
    “No matter what you hear, don’t open your eyes when they close okay? We need a code word.”
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bansheeintuition:
    “You are simply the best,” Lydia chimed with an effervescent glow. She wished Allison was there to see how much better she was and that she could prevent things from happening instead of pace around frantically and guessing or letting it taunt her. “Is it… bad of me to say that I can’t wait for the next opportunity to kick ass with you?” Her smile was radiant with pride for the both of them.
   “I think we will get our opportunity.” Allison smiled warmly at her best friend. Times were rough right now but she was trying to see the good things that could happen in the middle of all the bad. She had to be optimistic because believing the worst wouldn’t help anyone. “And as bad as it sounds, I want to kick my grandfather’s ass and hopefully you can help me with that.”
    A battle. This wasn’t the first time that Allison had faced a battle they weren’t expected to win. She slid back, trying to keep her body hidden but still be able to see her targets as she pulled the arrow back, waiting to let it go and hopefully take down the targets.Â
      “Stay down, I’ll help get us out of here.”
cynicalwclf:
 “Never. Some things take time in getting used to.”
“Well adapt quickly because I have.”
bansheeintuition:
  Rather than insist the complete opposite and establish her peculiar ways, Lydia simply smiled with adoration. “I’d be okay with that,” she complied, hints of delight carried by dulcet tones. Se would never admit it, but being reminded that she was still loved and cared about was something she would never get enough of. She still needed her best friend and always would. “But if I sense the slightest threat, I’m going into full protective banshee mode and I will send a monster into the next dimension before they even have a chance at you.”
   “I will let you do what you need to do.” Allison confirmed. But she knew, just like Lydia knew, that if the Banshee powers didn’t work or someone crept up on them, then Allison was going to use her own ways to protect them as well. She knew that Lydia would want to use her powers if it helped, because she wouldn’t want to just stand and watch things happen anymore. And she would let her have that independence. She deserved it.Â
cynicalwclf:
  “Someone will hear you.”
“They also could have heard you say you love me. Afraid to not sound tough?”
bansheeintuition:
     Lydia responded with a content smile. “I wished you were, too. But if it helps you feel better… I thought of you the whole time,” she divulged in a lighter tone. “But I’ll keep that in mind. I can send people sailing through the air without having to touch them.” Somehow she knew Allison would find that amusing, and a hint of playfulness colored soft features. “You’ll see.”
   “It helps a little.” Allison answered with a smile. “I need to see that.” She added upon hearing Lydia could send people flying. She had hoped Lydia would figure out her powers, because she knew her best friend could do amazing things. Even when the girl in question didn’t agree with that assessment. “If I don’t have a weapon I have no backup defense. I’m going to need to be your shadow.”
cynicalwclf:
  “I kn–now that.”
“You’re adorable.”
kissy sentence starters.
“ is it bad i really want to kiss you right now? ” “ do me a favor, kiss my ass. ” “ they can all just kiss my ass. ” “ i kissed someone today. ” “ i kissed a girl/boy and i liked it. ” “ kissing burns calories you know. ” “ my lips really want to meet yours. ” “ so are we going to kiss or not? ” “ i sent you a bunch of kiss emojis. ” “ don’t talk, just kiss me. ” “ i really enjoyed our kiss last night. ” “ you make me want to kiss you. ” “ you owe me a kiss. ” “ pucker up. ” “ read my lips, no. ” “ your eyes say no but your lips say yes. ” “ i just want to kiss you. ” “ i miss your lips. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ blow a kiss my way for good luck. ” “ ever kiss in the rain? ” “ ever kiss under water? ” “ it was just a kiss, that’s all. ” “ a kiss doesn’t mean anything. ” “ i love when our lips meet. ” “ where do you want me to kiss you? ” “ i want to either kiss you or kill you right now. ” “ did you really just kiss him/her? ” “ friends aren’t allowed to kiss one another. ” “ kiss me one more time. ” “ want to make out? ” “ you’re a terrible kisser. ” “ teach me how to kiss? ” “ i remember our first kiss. ” “ your lips are calling my name. ” “ let’s just kiss already. ”
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bansheeintuition:
    “You don’t have to worry about me,” Lydia insisted with the faintest smile ghosting glossy petals. “I wish you could have seen what I learned… I’m almost as badass as you now.” She laughed lightly, though deep down she knew Allison spoke the truth. Would the day ever come when she allowed herself to live in the present tense? She at least hoped her best friend was proud of her.
    “I will anyway. Just like you will worry about me. You’re my sister in all ways that matter and I will always worry.” Allison gave a small chuckle. “I can’t wait to see your badassery.” If that was even a word. Was it? “I wish I could have been the one to teach you. I could still teach you how to use a crossbow if you ever get the urge.”
cynicalwclf:
  “I love you?”
  “Are you asking me? This isn't a test.”