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[wereallie]

thegreatestplottwist reblogged your photoset “I just really love this dog, okay. ”

#baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabeeeeee#my scott mccall#pretty#friends are pretty

angelsanarchy reblogged your photoset and added:

ADORABLE! so adorable!

c-bellz reblogged your photoset “I just really love this dog, okay. ”

# ALLIE IS SO CUTE# ALLIE# SHIROSPOOPY# SHIROSAGI

# LUH YA CUTIES

GOSH YOU GUYS ARE JUST TOO SWEET. 

[fanficjackieoh]

Bad Blood by emele807

Leah Kane had grown up with Scott McCall as a neighbor. Growing up with Scott McCall meant watching him try and get Stiles and Leah to be cordial, which didn't happen. Growing up with Scott McCall meant being thrown into the werewolf mess, along with Stiles Stilinski. Who she hated. Really. Utterly. Hated.

[wereallie]

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE BUG!!!!!!!!!!! I hope it's chock full of cake and puppies and Star Wars and SOA and Teen Wolf and everything else you enjoy cause you deserve it!!!! hearteyes motherfucker I love you.

Thank you lovely! Sadly, today will be jam packed with just school. :(

Not the best way to spend your birthday. 

[kfreeflute]

Big Bad Wolves - a Bad Blood and Changing Her Loner Ways Crossover

"Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me!" Leah watched Katrina perform a series of stunts rapidly on the empty field. She grimaced as she pulled at the red and white uniform her friend had forced her in to. "I can't do this, you have the freaky wolf reflexes. Why did you have to suck me into this crazy idea? I would have been perfectly fine just sitting in the stands watching the game like normal." Leah began walking off the field, Katrina hot on her heels.

"But Leeeeaaaahhhh-"

"Hell no."

"It'll be fun! Plus it's a free A from Coach."

"Fuck no."

"It's the best seats at the game, right on the sidelines!"

"Would you like to hear it in Spanish? No."

"Stiles seems to like the uniform." Leah stopped and glared back at Katrina.

"What are you talking about? He's not out here." Katrina merely pointed behind them, showing Scott and Stiles standing in the middle of the field, Stiles jaw clearly on the floor. The boys had no idea what the girls were up to but Stiles greatly appreciated how Leah looked, even if he wouldn't admit it.

Katrina laughed into a set of pompoms as she watched the stare down between the two. Leah let out a defeated sigh before focusing on Kat again.

"Fine, you win." Katrina smiled in triumph.

"From the top?"

"Yeah, just a whole lot slower."

[wereallie]

The Wolf Pack - Karaoke

No one expected her do so it. They had just given her a couple of tequila shots, hoping to loosen her up, but none of the girls actually expected this to happen. Was it even karaoke night? It was Carrie's birthday and the girls had planned a surprise birthday party at a club that did not check IDs (Mars could vouch for that. She suggested the place.)

The music faded and the lights in the room shifted. Then, Carrie stepped out onto the non-existent stage, microphone in hand, and the music started. Where did she even get the bunny ears, Sadie whispered to Grace. When they had walked into the club, none of the girls had pink bunny ears with them. 

Then she was doing it, she was really singing. The familiar beat that all the girls knew started, and collectively they slapped their hand to their heads while the rest of the club groaned. The Spice Girls (because of course).

Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,  So tell me what you want, what you really really want,  I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,  So tell me what you want, what you really really want,  I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ha. 

She was signing alright. Though, Carrie could not sing one bit, and everyone's ears were dying. Her friends couldn't just sit there and watch the poor girl embarrass herself, so, Maggie ran to the DJ booth and requested more microphones. She handed one to each of the girls, and they all gathered around Carrie (Sadie and Grace had to drag Ryan up to the stage since she didn't quite want to do it, but once she up there she really enjoyed herself. It was a lot easier to sing as a group than by yourself). 

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends (gotta get with my friends)  Make it last forever friendship never ends,  If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give,  Taking is too easy, but that's the way it is.

Maxi and Cassidy even added in some dance moves! And some how, regardless of Carrie's horrible singing, it became a impromptu karaoke night, and other club patrons joined in by singing different 90's songs. The next morning, Carrie woke up with no clue as to what had happened, just that her throat was raw and she was in need of some H2O.

And that was how karaoke girls night started. 

thetenthdoctorscompanion c-bellz thegreatestplottwist missecharlotte stilinsk1 angelsanarchy redconstance

[mindylahiris]

can we please talk about how //amazing// red band society was with their portrayal of what it's like to live in a hospital? can we please?

I LOVED IT SO MUCH.

[yellowpeach]

My babe Hannah tagged me in the Myers Briggs Personality Meme so here we go!

If you don't know your Myers Briggs personality type, take the test to find out here.

Then go here and then list ten characters that have the same type as you and seem like they fit.

ISFJ - The Protector

Steve Rogers from Captain America

Makoto Tachibana from Free!

Neville Longbottom from Harry Potter

Paulie Bleeker from Juno

Davos Seaworth from Game of Thrones

Groot from Guardians of the Galaxy

Jiminy Cricket from Pinocchio

Ned the Piemaker from Pushing Daisies

Marlin from Finding Nemo

Suki from Avatar: The Last Airbender

Because I'm bloody obsessed with personality tests and finding out what personality type people have, I tag angelsanarchy, c-bellz, thegreatestplottwist, shirosagi, stilinsk1 and missecharlotte. You guys don't have to do it, but I am really intrigued as to what you all get :)

[wereallie]

Grarrieson for Anon (and thegreatestplottwist):  

"And that's why I think we should fuck," Grace stated, not realizing that Carrie was standing right beside her. Carrie groaned, she did not need to hear that. 

"Really?" She asked, dragging the end. "Grace he's my brother... My new brother..."

"I'm all for it if you are," Harrison offered with a teasing tone. He loved to tease Carrie about these kinds of things, especially since he felt like he needed to make up for lost time. You know, his brotherly duty and all that. 

"And besides, I let you date Stiles for a while," Grace shot back with a smirk, "Now it's your turn to share."

That gained another groan from Carrie. "Okay, fine," Carrie said throwing up her hands, "do what you want, I just don't want to hear about it." 

Grace smirked and grabbed Harrison's had, pulling him away from Carrie. "Thanks future sister-in-law."

Carrie stood there, jaw dropped as she watched the two walked away. In actuality, Grace and Harrison had planned the encounter. Ever since they had returned to Beacon Hills together, Grace and Harrison had set out to tease Carrie. They knew how the sibling relationship worked, and well, Carrie needed a crash course in sibling tough love, and who better to shower then them? So, the pair didn't go off to fuck, really, they just went and hid in Harrison's room and played CoD. Perfect first date. 

(I hope this is what you asked for anon!)

[wereallie]

Just casually watching thegreatestplottwist go on tumblr (even tho i'm at my house)

[velvetjongseong]

happy birthday!!! hope it's chock full of klebekah!! xxx

You know what I really like. muwhahaha Thank you!

[wereallie]

thetenthdoctorscompanion reblogged your photoset and added:

gawgeous<333

  thegreatestplottwist reblogged your photoset and added:

actually obsessed

c-bellz reblogged your photoset and added:

ALLIEEEEE!!!!!! YOU LOOK SO GORGEOUS I LOVE YOUR HAIR

stilinsk1 reblogged your photoset and added:

You look like Tara! Yowzers… Looking good!

You guys are literally the best. Imma cry, this is all so sweet. And the Tara comparison, THE BEST EVER. THANK YOUUUU

[yellowpeach]

Break the Faded Sky - a Never Fade Away + Break the Sky Crossover

Charlie and Grace hadn't been getting along. No matter what, the two girls just couldn't seem to find a common ground, and since Charlie and Stiles became official, she and Grace had started arguing.

But after one fight between the two got a little too real, Grace realizes that maybe she has been too harsh on the girl who had lost far too much. 

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"All you're fucking going to do is break him, Charlie. You're cold, you're harsh and you're going to hurt him because you don't know what pain is"

"No FUCK YOU, Grace. I can't take this shit any more. You can hate me, you can call me cold, you can say that I'm shut off, because I am. But don't you ever fucking say I don't know pain. Because while you lost your mother, I lost everyone."

"So you're saying that our loss isn't valid because you've had to deal with more? Wow, that's great, Charlie. I'm so glad that Stiles is dating such a kind and understanding person"

"That's not what I'm saying at all. I'm saying that there is a reason I'm the way I am. I don't open up anymore, because I have had to bury every member of my family except for Astin. My mom and dad disappeared when I was a baby. They went out hiking for their wedding anniversary and never came back. Will was murdered when I was five and we still don't know who killed him. Freddie drowned when I was seven. Maggie was killed in a hit-and-run in 2006, and since there were no witnesses, we don't know who killed her either. Tim was killed seven fucking months ago, and spoiler alert; we don't know who killed him too. I've stood and buried three brothers and a sister, and I never even got to know my parents. Shit like that's fucks you up. After Freddie died, I stopped opening up to people. I haven't had friends since I was seven years old. Stiles, Scott, Allison...they're the first people I've talked to in coming up ten years"

"...I never knew any of that"

"That's because I asked Stiles and everyone else to not talk about it, and you've never bothered to do anything other than hate me. I might have let you know if you had bothered to try"

[thetenthdoctorscompanion]

A Birthday Drabble - for thegreatestplottwist

“You know you’re the absolute worst, right? You’re the worst. Of all the people in the world. That’s you.”

“Babe, please, please don’t be mad. You know I’d be there if I could. They needed a reshoot. It’s out of my hands.”

She sighed, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her face and pinching the bridge of her nose. She knew it wasn’t his fault. That was the worst part. There was absolutely no one to blame for her ruined plans. He was supposed to come home, he was supposed to take her for dinner, he was supposed to stay the night, and now she wasn’t even going to get to see him. All because of some reshooting problem that she knew he couldn’t control. She knew, but it didn’t stop her from being angry. Now what the hell was she supposed to do on her birthday?

“You know I’m gonna get there as soon as I can, right?”

She bit back a groan, flipping her hair over her shoulder and angrily pushing the bottle of wine she’d been debating buying back onto the shelf. “Yeah, I know.”

“I know it doesn’t fix anything, but I’ll be there. I promise.”

She had to bite her tongue to hold in the snarky reply, the “that’s what you said last time” that was itching to fly out of her mouth. But she knew getting angry wouldn’t help. She’d just have to wait. She’d go read, take a look at the rest of her gifts and watch her favorite movie. Maybe she’d take herself shopping, get herself a nice gift that could be mutually beneficial for them whenever he did decide to show up. But getting mad at him definitely wasn’t going to make her day any better.

“I guess you’ll just have to make it up to me,” she said with a slight smirk. She grabbed a different bottle of wine, shrugging to herself as he chuckled on the other end of the phone.

“Oh, trust me. I intend to.”

She bit her lip, briefly glad that he wasn’t there at that moment. At least she didn’t have to worry about blatantly showing off how much he affected her. “Whatever. I have to go. You know, I have like a zillion and one things to do today. I’ll just keep myself busy until you decide to show up.”

“Hey, birthday girl. I love you.”

Her stomach still flopped a bit at the words. They were just impossible to get used to.

“I love you, too. Now finish shooting so I can tell you in person.”

“You got it. See you later.”

There was a quick puckering sound, and then the line went dead. She sighed once more, hauling her groceries to the cashier and paying for them in silence.

It wasn’t like his attendance was the be-all-end-all of the day, of course. She had her family, who all called her and sent her gifts. She went out for lunch with them, and even though she was one boyfriend short, everything went smoothly. She got all the calls from her friends, and laughed through about 20 off-key renditions of “Happy Birthday.” She read all the cute little snippets that got posted for her online, and the edits and the Facebook posts and all the traditional crap. It was a good birthday. It just wasn’t the one that she’d wanted when she woke up that morning.

“Aw, and he didn’t say when he might get home?” her friend whined on the phone.

She jingled her keys, walking back to the car after her self-indulging shopping trip. “Nope. Not a word. I mean, I get that he might not know exactly but...it would have been nice to have some freaking clue when he might turn up.”

“I think you need to take a nap.”

“It’s my birthday,” she snorted, rolling her eyes. “I’m not just going to sleep through it, no matter how much I wish he were here.”

“No. You know, I really think you should just kick back. Go back to your apartment, relax. Make it a me-day.”

“I’m not just gonna wallow and pine over my absentee boyfriend. Seriously, let’s just do something. Let’s go out. If he calls me, fine. If not, I can party it up.”

“I really, really think you should just go back to the apartment.”

“Drop it. I’m fine.”

Her friend sighed, almost groaning in annoyance. “Alright, fine. But at least go home and change. If we’re going out, you need to look birthday-level hot. Text me when you’re ready and I’ll pick you up.”

“You got it,” she agreed, trying to stop herself from thinking about how that’d been exactly what he’d said to her this morning. She needed to just turn her brain off. She wasn’t going to spend the whole day wishing he were here. She was totally capable of having fun without him. She’d be fine.

She was more than glad when she finally lugged her bags back to the apartment. A turn of the key, a shove with her shoulder, and then she kicked the door shut and turned to the middle of the room.

“Oh my God!”

She immediately dropped the bags in surprise, jumping back and slamming herself into the door as she clapped her hands over her mouth.

He chuckled, smoothing out his blue button down before stuffing his hands in the pockets of his dark jeans and digging his heel into the carpet of the entryway. “Not exactly the response I was looking for, but I’ll take it.”

She stood still for a moment, trying to force her pulse down to a normal level, her chest heaving as she fought to regulate her breathing. But finally she rushed forward, eyes narrowed to slits and lip curled. Her hands collided hard with his chest, shoving him back and causing him to trip over himself. “You complete asshole! You said you weren’t coming! You know how fucking pissed I’ve been all day?!”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I—I thought it’d be a nice surprise!”

“A nice surprise?!” she repeated incredulously. “You thought it’d be nice to tell me I wasn’t going to get to see you on my birthday? And then let me go around all day being sad and mopey and moody because I didn’t get to spend time with you? Only for me to find out you’ve been bumming around my apartment all day, cause you lied to me!”

“Hey, woah! I haven’t been bumming around.”

“Oh really? What the hell have you been doing then?”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair and scratching at the back of his neck. He seemed to deliberate for a moment, not quite sure what he wanted to do, until finally he gave in. He held his hands up, approaching her slowly as if she were some wild animal that might pounce and tear his throat out without a moment’s notice. If she were being completely honest, that wasn’t actually too far off the mark at the moment. But she let him ease himself behind her, his hands ghosting up her arms, brushing her hair over her shoulders and then coming to a rest over her eyes.

“Okay, this isn’t really the mood I was going for, but I guess it’ll have to do. Come on.” He eased her forward, directing her quietly until she could find her way to their tiny little dining room. She could feel his fingers falter on her eyelids, his breath washing over her ear as he whispered to her. “One. Two. Three.”

He certainly hadn’t been bumming around all day. That was for damn sure. She could hardly recognize the kitchenette that came with the apartment they shared when he wasn’t working. There were twinkle lights spread out across the ceiling, twisting and stretching and bathing the room in a rainbow of light. The little dining table had been covered with a tablecloth, mismatched candles burning in the center and some wildflowers scattered between the two place settings that had been set up. There were plates and plates of food, the smell filling the room as proof that he’d probably spent all day cooking, or at least the last few hours. But the most striking of all were the photographs. Picture frames seemed to cover half of the countertops, all filled with their faces smiling back at them. The first picture they’d taken together on set of the movie she’d written, their first date, the day they’d moved into the apartment. Every step of their relationship documented and cataloged, displayed in front of her. A map of their lives so far.

“I just thought it’d be nice if it was just the two of us tonight, you know?” he said, stepping up to her side and resting his hands nervously on his hips. “We totally don’t have to, if you don’t want to. I just figured that I’ve been away a lot, and I wanted to make it up to you, and I totally get that I shouldn’t have lied. God, I’m so sorry if I messed this up, I just… I needed the time to prepare and I needed to get you out of the house, but if you were out and I was here then you’d know I was getting something set up, and I didn’t really want to bring anyone else into the plans or whatever. I mean I had to tell a couple people, just to make sure that you weren’t going to stay out all night, so they helped me get you back so I could…”

She turned on the spot, throwing her arms around his neck and silencing his rambling with a kiss. The shock wore off in seconds, and she could feel his hands slide over her hips, pressing her closer to him in relief. She grinned against his mouth, and tugged on his lower lip, reveling in the low groan it drew from his throat.

“It’s perfect,” she whispered. She let her fingers play with the hair on the nape of his neck as his eyes fluttered open, pupils dilating as he tried to focus on her very close face. “I’m sorry I freaked out on you. I just I missed you. A lot.”

“Well I’m here now. Just as promised,” he said with a small smile. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest and planting a kiss on her head. “So, we’ve got dinner, we’ve got movies, we’ve got board games, we’ve…”

“That’s nice,” she interrupted. Her hands quickly dropped from his neck, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and tugging him through the kitchen to the hallway.

“Woah, wait! We gotta eat, babe. I’ve been cooking all day.”

“Yeah? Well I’ve been grumpy all day.” She pursed her lips together, tugging him around until his back was pressed up against the wall and she could push herself up against him. “And I distinctly remember someone telling me that they had plans on making it up to me.”

“Yeah, well that part was supposed to come later,” he countered, raising an eyebrow and smirking as she forced her hands under his shirt, tugging the offending item over his head. The fabric pulled at his hair, messing it up and making it point wildly in all different directions.

She bit her lip, barely able to contain herself for a moment before she let her fingers sink into his hair again, tugging his lips down to hers as she tangled her arms around him. She jumped up, trusting him to catch her legs as she straddled his hips. He stumbled just slightly, spinning around to pin her into the wall to stop her from falling altogether. She let out a quiet hum of appreciation, rolling her hips against his and grinning as she felt his body tense. She pulled back with some difficulty, smirking down at him.

“Well I’m the birthday girl. And I think you need to make it up to me now.”

She grinned, her cheeks flushing slightly as she caught the sparkle in his eye. Then he smirked, hoisting her a little higher and locking her legs around his waist.

“As you wish,” he said with a wink, and then smothered her giggles with another heated kiss.

They could eat and play board games and watch movies later. It didn’t really matter to her. The important thing was that she had her boyfriend back. And that made it the best birthday ever.

[thetenthdoctorscompanion]

So much for posting this awful piece of work at midnight. Thus begins the blogging of Liz's birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZ.

[angelsanarchy]

uhhh, britt, lucy hale, the internship, teen wolf, and that song what lies beneath :))

Those are pretty much the top things that take over my life in the best way so...

[angelalphascottmccall]

hi, can you recommed some stile fanfics or do you have any favourites that are similar to your story? i literally can't wait until you update and i need something to read while you write! i even feel like i'm cheating on you if i start to read a new story (that's how bad i miss something wicked and addie)

omg there are so many of them!

I personally havent been reading much teen wolf lately though. I still watch the show, just not as much reading/writing (obviously)

but hm.....

well of course you should read anything Liz /Effy writes. Her Stiles/OC one that I mainly love is We Come Running! But she also has others if you're interested!

oh and The Wild Side! I used to read that all the freaking time, until I just kinda stopped reading tw stuff, I have all the new chapter updates sitting in my email though just waiting for when I get the urge to read again!

those are the only Stiles ones I can think of off the top of my head unfortunately.

OR!

oh man this isn't a stiles fic, but its a derek/oc one if you are interested!

please keep in mind that I have no idea where the authors are at in their fics, or when they last updated, so you might read all the chapters and reach the end and realize they havent updated in awhile!