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Tyler Posey attends the "Teen Wolf" press line during Comic-Con International 2016 at Hilton Bayfront on July 21, 2016 in San Diego, California.

[haleandlightwood]

hi, its the scerek anon again lmaoo. could u use the same prompt for one of these ships? (just choose the one u ship/feel u could write): allison x kira, scott x isaac, malia x stiles, malia x lydia?

I went with Malia x Lydia I hope thats okay!

Lydia gripped the handle of her bag, walking through thecentre of the library, closer to her table; eyes focussed on her phone, readinga text from Allison. She nears the table and drops her bag down, hearinganother drop across from her. She lifts her eyes up, locking with gorgeousbrown ones, faltering a little before clearing her throat.

“Are you lost sweetie?” Lydia asked, sitting down,putting the book from under her arm on the table.

“No. Apparently I have to study” Malia muttered, groaninga little as she took a book out of her rucksack, sitting down in the chairopposite.

“What do you need to study?”

“Math” She muttered, rolling her eyes a little “And Ihate Math”

“It’s not so bad when you understand it, let me help” Lydiasmiled, she hadn’t ever had a class with Malia but she’d seen her at lunchoccasionally with her friend Kira. Allison talked to Kira as they sat next toeach other in Biology, however, they hadn’t every interacted outside of class,not allowing Lydia the chance to speak to Malia before. “I’m Lydia by the way”she added after the silence.

“I know who you are, you’re like the smartest person inthe universe, not to mention the women of every guys dreams” Malia huffedbefore stuffing a highlighter in her mouth and moving another one over the pagein front of her.

Lydia didn’t know how to respond to that, yes she knewshe was attractive, but she hoped that maybe she turned the heads of more thanjust men. Malia had always been something of a mystery to everyone, she keptherself closed off, keeping her head down. Lydia had hoped that maybe she’d runinto her at some point, to try and maybe get to know her. It was a long shot,they had a different circle of friends and Lydia wasn’t sure if Malia wouldeven be interested in someone like her. Nevertheless, she wasn’t Lydia Martinif she didn’t try.

“As much as I appreciate the almost compliment, I wasbeing sincere about the offer to help.” Lydia smirked, watching as Malia pulledthe green highlighter from her mouth with her free hand. Lydia took the silenceas a sign to continue regardless. “We could study at my place? I have a sparelaptop you can borrow and the rest of my notes are there. That is, if you’reinterested?”

“Yeah, actually, I’d like that” Malia smiled a little, changingher face, making something stir in Lydia.

“Good” Lydia started putting her things in her bag,noting the confused look cross Malia’s face.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

“Putting my things in my bag, are you coming?” Lydia heldher hand out, watching as Malia stared a little before shoving her failedattempt at decoding her notes into her bag. Malia moved round the table andcautiously put her hand in Lydia’s, a look of uncertainty painted across herfeatures.

“Now then, let’s go and study” Lydia stated, squeezing Malia’s fingers a littlebefore dropping her hand, strangely enough she missed the warmth of her fingersagainst hers.

“Um, okay” Malia commented “Oh and Lydia?”

“Hmm?” Lydia hummed, turning around to look at Malia,noting that she’d stopped walking after her.

“It’s not just guys that you catch the attention of” She saidwith a slight smirk, eyes glancing to the floor before locking with Lydia’sonce more. Lydia couldn’t stop the small smile gracing her lips.

“That’s good to know” Lydia turned again and continuedwalking, waiting to hear the sound of Malia’s boots to indicate that she wasfollowing her. Lydia had a good feeling about this.

[gamecube-blog]

mason/liam + “I got you a present.”

approx 800 words of fluff set after s4 but before s5, for the send a ship & i’ll write you a drabble meme i did a few months back. yikes @scott-lydia, i’m sorry this took me forever and a day. i actually stumbled across it half finished while i was organizing my notebook and decided to try to finish up these prompts in my inbox so expect a lot more from me in the next few days!!

Liam doesn’t talk about his birthday much. He doesn’t necessarily dislike it, though. It isn’t like anything traumatic ever happened to him on it, and it doesn’t remind him of anything sad; there’s no poetic reason for it, it just doesn’t usually come up. He usually lets the day come and go without saying much. It isn’t worth making a fuss.

True to his nature, he turns 16 quietly over the summer between his Freshman year and his Sophomore year. He has cake with his dad and Mason on his front porch. He thinks about how lucky he is to be there. He glances at Mason, and thinks about how he’s even luckier to have him there too. Their eyes meet and they smile at one another, teeth smeared with chocolate.

(Liam wonders for a split second, whether or not the chocolate in Mason’s mouth tastes different from his, and he realizes that he wants to find out. He has nothing to do with this information, so he simply lets it be.)

***

“Your birthdays are always nice,” Mason tells him later.

They’ve both had a shower and brushed their teeth and the air of his bedroom is pleasantly thick and warm, fragrant with body wash, minty toothpaste, and cologne. Mason is in a plain white t-shirt and basketball shorts and Liam is in a BHHS Lacrosse shirt and basketball shorts. They look like the epitome of summer vacation.

“Yeah.” Liam turns his head to look at his friend, waiting for him to continue. Mason rarely says a simple sentence without any elaboration. He talks more than anyone Liam has ever known. It’s one of his favorite things about him.

“A little quiet, though. Are you sure you don’t want a party? I could get you a party. Maybe Lydia would let us use her lake house again…” He trails off, looking thoughtful.

Liam nudges his shoulder with his and shakes his head. “Nah, man. I like it how it is. Just us,” he says, before he catches himself. His tongue twists and he spits out, “And my dad.” It’s a bit more awkward than it needs to be, an obvious fumble on his part.

Mason’s eyebrows arch, and Liam can tell right then that he knows. He can read him like a book.

Their eyes linger for a second and Liam wonders, dumbly, if Mason is going to kiss him. He leans over like he might, and their noses are just about to touch, and then he whispers, “I got you a present.”

Liam sighs audibly and Mason laughs. He looks pleased, though, like the almost kiss was just a test. Liam wonders if he passed it, but he thinks that he must have because Mason is  still lingering close, so close that he isn’t entirely sure if he’s being toyed with or not until suddenly, Mason’s mouth is on his.

He tastes like cinnamon toothpaste and everything that Liam never knew he wanted but knows he can never come back from. His hands come up to cup his face and he pulls him closer, kisses him deeper. He kisses him until he can’t breathe anymore, until his lungs are aching and even then, he stays close. He inhales Mason’s every exhale, raising his eyes up to his face.

They look at one another - gaze, really, is a better word, because Liam can see a million things in Mason’s eyes that he knows he can’t find the words for because he feels the same way, until finally, Liam breaks the silence.

“So… Where’s my present?” A playful grin stretches over his face and Mason mirrors it, rolling his eyes. He leans in to drag his kiss swollen lips over Liam’s, making his way over his jaw and up to lightly nip at his earlobe. A flood of heat exploded inside of Liam, his heart slamming away in his chest. He feels a bit overwhelmed, honestly. He’s thinking of saying so, but he doesn’t have to, because Mason speaks instead, his voice breathy and warm against his skin.

“I’m going to let you beat me in Mortal Kombat,” he whispers. Somehow, he really does sound seductive. Liam laughs a lot louder than he should, at least halfway because he’s a perplexing cocktail of surprised, relieved, and disappointed, but also because Mason is probably the funniest person he’s ever met, if he doesn’t count himself.

“Oh my God. That’s the worst present. You’re the worst friend.” He shoves him away from him, but he still stands up to put Mortal Kombat into his XBox. They both know that Mason is too competitive to let Liam win, even if it is his birthday.

“I’m a better boyfriend,” Mason replies. It catches Liam off guard, even though he can still taste him in his mouth and he knows beyond a reasonable doubt that he hadn’t imagined making out with him just a few moments before.

He glances at him from the corner of his eyes, arching his eyebrows. “Oh, really?” He tries to look busy searching for Mortal Kombat. The truth is that it’s right by his hand. Mason slips up behind him and reaches around him to pick it up, sliding an arm around his waist. He pulls Liam back against him and holds the game out to him. Liam takes it, finding himself equal parts uncomfortable (because his heart has literally never hammered so quickly) and relaxed (because it’s Mason, the safest place in the world) which leaves him sort of just standing there, existing in his best friend’s space.

“Mhmmm…” Mason murmurs. He nuzzles his nose against the side of Liam’s neck and that’s all it takes to make him melt into his arms. His head falls back onto his shoulder and he lets out a content sigh that is just loud enough to be embarrassing. He feels Mason grin, and he squeezes him gently. “Do you wanna find out for yourself?”

Liam is quiet for a moment, his grip on the game case in his hand suddenly so tight that his knuckles are turning white. He feels the pull of the wolf inside of him and he is, for a moment, unsure of how he’s going to be able to control it since it’s always been Mason who pulls him back and Mason is the one causing it to try to break free, but a soft kiss to the temple from Mason calms it immediately.

He’s probably never felt more like his entire life is just a jumble of newspaper clippings put into a bag, shaken, and dumped out onto a tabletop for better or for worse, but one thing is for sure.

“Yeah. I wanna see if you’re a better boyfriend than you are a friend. You kind of have to be, right? The bar isn’t very high.” But even as he ribs him, he’s grinning. He glances at him from the corner of his eye and pulls away from him to put their game in.

As he settles down onto his bed with Mason a few minutes later, his lips freshly swollen from kisses stolen between his game shelf and his bed, and his best friend (boyfriend, now) lays back on the bed with his head in his lap, everything the same and yet somehow different, Liam realizes that his birthday very well could be the best day of his life - or least this one is.

[tyler-hoechlin]

If you could pick your own Parabatai, which character would you choose?

[alexenglish]

Damn Daniel :*

[haleandlightwood]

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[tyler-hoechlin]

You don't have to say I love you to say I love you (insp.)

[tyler-hoechlin]

hi

hello guys, i'm sorry i haven't been so active lately that's because my mom is really sick and i have to stay in the hospital with her every day and unfortunately, my father was hospitalized today too in a different hospital and it makes things more fucked up tbh and idk what to do i'm scared it's been really tough and idk how to deal with it. all i can do is keep praying for better days

i really miss talking shit with you, my friends, love u all xx

[haleandlightwood]

Even if I didn’t love you I’d miss you. And I loved the fuck out of you. (x)

[tyler-hoechlin]

that's the way i loved you breakin' down and coming undone it's a roller coaster kinda rush i never knew i could feel that much and that's the way i loved you

[tyler-hoechlin]

You'll see me in hindsight tangled up with you all night burning it down Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around Say you'll remember me...

[tyler-hoechlin]

all i want is an season 5 au where derek hale is the beast and stiles does everything to reminds who he was and bring the real derek back please i beg

[tyler-hoechlin]

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