❝ We get out now, or we die trying. ❞ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED SO SORRY

❝ Personally, I'm a fan of ignoring the problem until it goes away. ❞ REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN UGH love you

In which a girl finally get's noticed when she tweets Disney references Cover by @meertje1000

"You know, when someone's apologizing, you're suppose to make them feel less guilty," She said, half teasingly, half bitterly. "You know, when someone's admitting that they love you, you're suppose to be nice about it," Stiles said with the same tone she used. "But you weren't." "Stiles I-" "I don't get it. I can have any girl I want. But of course I fucking want the one I can never have. That's what I call life biting me in the ass."

In which a cute boy stumbles upon an equally cute girl on Instagram

Lydia took his breath away. No matter how long it had been since he'd begun admiring her, it always felt different somehow. Every time he looked at Lydia, it was like he was looking at her for the first time. She was like the sun, or the moon or the stars or the ocean... one could never tire of looking at her. She was Lydia freaking Martin, a strawberry-blonde whirlwind, a nightmare, a daydream. ************* Lydia Martin didn't believe in last season's trends or shoes that did not make her look at least six inches taller, but she did believe in Spiderman; New York City's resident hero. She had a blog about him. Her best friend had a fanclub that sold his coffee mugs and t-shirts. Everyone around her had crossed paths with Spiderman in some way or the other. Except her. That was, until one cataclysmic night swept her into the madness that was his world. All image and video credits go to their rightful creators (except for certain edits, which are mine). {Stiles Stilinski is Spiderman in this Stydia! AU.}

"One love, one house." .............. Set in an alternate universe where Stiles and Lydia had never met, they are stuck as room mates for a year. It's not ideal. Stiles has no idea how to act around her, and for once, a boy is somehow making Lydia nervous. It's complicated. Meddling supernatural friends aren't much help either.

not all are mine :) UPDATE 15 OCT 2017: I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 11/12 DONT ROAST ME IM STILL DUMB I GET IT AND THIS WHOLE THING IS UNEDITED - highest rank: #1 in teenwolfpreferences 12 july 2018 #2 in gifseries 16 may 2018 copyright || chrissy

❝ I hate it. I hate not remembering. I want to. I want to remember what it was like to have something, someone! ❞ ❝ You do. You have me. ❞ Indigo has woken up on an abandoned road in the town of Beacon Hills, a place of misfit werewolves and other supernaturals. When Scott McCall offers his aid and friendship, Indigo is thrown into his world- and into the arms of his best friend, Stiles Stilinski. ALL RIGHTS GO TO TEEN WOLF. I ONLY OWN INDIGO, HER LINES, AND HER PLOT POINTS. ☒ #172 in Fanfiction

❝Hey, I think I saw you in a coffee shop in Sacremento.❞ ― In which a singer/songwriter leaves her journal in Sacramento and an actor wants to return it. PREVIOUSLY; Kik | © all rights reserved copyright 2016 to devon mufasa.