❝BITCH PLEASE, I DON'T SIMPLY BRUSH MY HAIR. I COMB IT. THERE IS A DIFFERENCE.❞
If you're a vegetarian ( or vegan ) then I sincerely apologise for half of these imagines. If you're not, then I still apologise because this needs e d i t e d. Ple...
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Turns out, that Liam was actually okay. Despite the fact that he would leave someone icehouse was melting in the middle of the woods, he turned out to be a pretty nice guy. You both were strolling through the preserve, not acknowledging the fact that it was pitch black. He was telling you about the time he and Stiles had decided to go into the preserve together and he fell in a hole.
"You guys are officially BROTP." You said as you squinted through the darkness to see if you could spot any more wild hot boys. You didn't want to be scared by one yet again.
"Eh, its better than OTP." Liam shrugged. Pretty much everyone else in his year thought that they were OTP for some odd reason.
"I'm sorry, but I ship Stiles with blue cheese too much. BluChiles is my OTP now." You had came up with the ship name as soon as you knew that Stiles was annoyed by the nickname.
"Don't tell anyone, but I ship Scott with nuggets. McNuggets and McCall? It sounds so similar." Your eyes lit up as you hit the boy beside you.
"I LOVE YOU, YOU MUST MARRY ME AND WE WILL SHIP PEOPLE AND FOOD TOGETHER!"
