So today, my sister received a free t-shirt… the guy gave her an XL.
She asked for something smaller, and he started laughing and responded with, “You’re not skinny.”
This is my sister:
This was my baby bro’s response when she told us:
Agreed
You know what? This is not only about the Sheriff/Natalie thing. That’s not the reason I’m pissed off. I’m pissed off because in season 4 we barely got any good scenes between Stiles and Lydia. And in season five they’re not even interacting. Not even a bit. It’s been three episodes and they haven’t even talked to each other. I’m not talking about romantic scenes here. I know nothing romantic is gonna happen between them yet (duh slow burn) but the thing is: they’re friends. Lydia is the second person Stiles is closest with. And Stiles is literally Lydia’s best friend now that Allison is gone. They’ve supported each other and helped each other through the worst moments and now they don’t even acknowledge each other’s existence. I KNOW there’s gonna be that scene in eichen house, and believe me I’m holding onto it like my life depends on this shit, but honestly I’m fucking tired of Stiles and Lydia interacting only during life-threatening situations. In season 3 they were together basically all the freaking time and I want that friendship back. It’s not even about making them romantically canon anymore. It’s about not erasing an entire relationship from the show for no reason at all and with no explanation.
So here’s the thing: if they don’t show Stiles freaking the fuck out when he sees that Lydia is injured and refusing to leave her side until he’s one hundred percent sure she’s fine I’m gonna lose my shit.
Counting down to each part but always getting sad because it’ll end😭
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Or, a social media au of Outer Banks following you from freshman year up to graduation.
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I felt inspired to create this fic after reading HB:L/O by @zyafics and Kildare Split by @ghostofwriting!
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Freshman Year:
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Flashback One
Sophomore Year:
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven
Bonus: Cooking with Cleo
Flashback Two
Junior Year:
One, Two
JJ Endgame: Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven
Rafe Endgame: Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven
Bonus:
Draft Day (JJ), Draft Day (Rafe)
Flashback Three
Senior Year:
JJ Endgame:
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Rafe Endgame:
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Flashback Four
Life asked death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" Death responded "Because you are a beautiful lie, and I am the painful truth
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STYDIA MONTH - week two: AU week Day one: Dark!Stydia ↳ and I said who will care for the f a l l e n .
Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West
Is this what Chaotic good is?
You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left. Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her only that she is gone, or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back. Or you can do what she’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Rest in Peace, Allison Argent. (Died March 17th, 2014)
Welcome to good ole West Virginia!
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