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Yet another sideblog. Sophie she/they. Sophtly on AO3. My Wolfie West Coast aesthetic multishipping blog that’s 99% Teen Wolf. Occasionally NSFW. Enter at your own risk.
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Allison: What iS a Pillow Princess, Stiles?

Stiles: W-what-?

Allison: Derek's creepy uncle called you a--

Stiles: --I hEARD YOU. I just don't... have the heart to tell you..??

Allison: Fine. I'll just look it up~

Stiles: Ohgod, no, don't-!

Allison: TOO LATE

Allison: *rapidfire typing*

Allison: Ooooh.

Allison: *cackling*

Stiles: Don't hate just because you're jealous.

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It is Wednesday once again folks (no matter my brain's insistence that it is actually Tuesday...or maybe Thursday?), and the delightful @beaconfeels tagged me for WIP Wednesday! So here's another lil piece of my "Allison Lives" fic. Enjoy!

When she’s halfway through the paper cup, she sets it on the table in front of her.  Allison steadies herself with a deep breath.  “I’m having nightmares, and I don’t think it’s from the sacrifice.” Deaton doesn’t respond except to raise one eyebrow. She clears her throat, “I’m having nightmares of my own death.” “Is it always the same dream?” “Yes.” “How often do you have it?” “It started the night after our sacrifice, and it’s not been every night since, but it has been consistent for the last four nights.” “Describe it to me.” And so she does - the lack of clarity, the feeling of her arrow leaving her fingers, the sudden shock without pain.  She explains the dream’s varied lengths and how she wakes up.  Deaton never changes his expression, just continuously looks on in that concerned way of his.  The only sign that the dream concerns him is that his lips seem to get thinner and thinner. When she’s finished, he doesn’t say anything.  He seems to be watching her, picking apart every minute motion and twitch she makes.  Eventually he says, “will you give me just a moment?” He disappears into a back room.  She can hear shuffling, the moving of heavy objects from one place to another.  Allison wishes there was a better person to go to for information seeing as Deaton already seems to be giving cryptic responses.  She’ll stay hopeful, and if it doesn’t work she’ll tell her dad.  Maybe the Argent archives will have something for weird death dreams.

If you haven't been tagged for WIP Wednesday consider yourself henceforth tagged by me. I wanna see the cool things!!

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thinking about allison argent’s most embarrassing moment. Derek, My Moommmm Died :(. girlypop you’re insane and no one can ever take that away from you but you’re actually not allowed to use dead family members as an excuse for bad behaviour in front of derek hale. due to all the reasons and events and such. Derek My Mom Died. okay well she literally Chose to do that like i don’t know what to tell you. i’m sorry your bigot mother bit the bullet and then used it to shoot herself (lying i’m lying) but let’s all just like. read the room. can we read the room for just a second? you’re talking to a guy who reinvented having dead family members. Turbo Orphan. and the worst thing he ever did about it was move to the east coast so like. let’s reevaluate. love you. you’re fucking crazy.

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