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i just moved liam back to being a sideblog to my main. you can find him here now. 

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Liam frowned down at the liquid that was now sinking into the ground. The tiny buzz that he’d managed to acquire was quickly wearing off and even as the other teen spoke, Liam could almost feel the weight of everything, sinking back down on his shoulders. “Sounds pretty smart of her, I mean, that pointy horn could be pretty dangerous if the unicorn got scared or something. Although I’m not sure who would want to scare a unicorn, they seem like they’d be pretty cool.”

Maybe the other teen was right, although, there was only so much he could do these days to get rid of the sinking feeling that always seemed to surround him. Before he became a wolf, those ideas would have actually worked, but even exercise wasn’t enough to keep the feeling away. He could run faster and farther for a lot longer than he needed to actually make it work, but it was a nice idea, at least in theory. 

Liam ducked his head, resting it in his hands as he looked down at the ground. “I mean, your way sounds great in theory, but sometimes exercise just isn’t enough to make me forgets about things. There isn’t much that helps with that these days if I’m honest. I mean yeah, alcohol probably isn’t a good idea, but it works better than everything else I’ve tried.”

Briefly glancing at the other teen, Ki tipped the bottle upside down and poured out the last few sips into the grass beside them before dropping it next to the beer cans. A huff of laughter escaped him. “Yeah, my sister used to have a thing for unicorns. Now she’s terrified of them. Something about the pointy horn I guess.” He shrugged then sat down across from the other boy. His sister was so going to kill him once she found out he had gone to the party without her permission, not that he had asked. She would have said no. Better to ask for forgiveness than permission. “It was good enough for you in the moment. That’s what matters.” He wound a piece of grass between his fingers. 

“Listen, just… take a little advice? Drinking just makes everything worse. You’re better off sprinting down a track until your legs are burning or screaming out horrible song lyrics until you lose your voice. It helps takes away the pain. Alcohol only… numbs it for a while.”

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“Wait, you’re saying that assignment’s due today? I thought I had til Friday on it!”

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Liam winced, slowly letting go of the bottle as the other teen eased it out of his hands. “Unicorns would be easier to deal with, I’m sure they’re less violent than some of the other options out there. Although, I’m pretty sure if unicorns existed, they’d probably just find some remote forest to live in, it’d still be safer than the government knowing, but your secret’s safe with me.” He leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees as he glanced up at the teen. This was such a bad idea, probably not his worst, but was it too much to ask for just one night where he could forget all the shit that went down?  “Yeah, I guess I’m out of good reasons, all I have are shitty ones right now.”

How old was this kid? Fifteen, maybe sixteen? He couldn’t be all that younger than Ki. Then again, Ki wasn’t sure whether or not he should be counting the missing ten years of his life. What at his age could have possibly driven a teenager to drink with the intensity of a middle aged man who just got laid off? “Lately? I don’t know man, if you told me unicorns actually existed and that they had a deal with the government to remain secret, I’d probably believe you.” The teen hesitated. “Don’t tell anyone I said that.” Reaching over, he gently but firmly tugged the bottle out of the other teen’s hands, using his foot to kick away a couple of half empty beer cans at their feet. “It’s a reason, I guess. Not necessarily a good one.”

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Why did he think it was a good idea to bring alcohol with him to a concert? Why did he feel like he could get away from literally any of his problems this way? He’d be better off curled up in bed, trying to ignore his ongoing sleep deprivation that seemed to follow him, every single freaking night, but instead, he was here, drinking alcohol that wouldn’t get him drunk, and listening to a band he didn’t even remember the name of. A bitter laugh slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it, and he looked up at the other teen with a wince, “I don’t think you’d believe me if I told you, but I’m pretty sure you probably really don’t want to know.” Liam ran a hand through his hair, not even caring if it ended up sticking up by the ends, “It’s been a really shitty past few months, I made some bad decisions, and I just really want to forget it all...is that a good enough reason?”

Ki’s gaze silently flickered over the other teen. He didn’t seem all that drunk, though judging from the bottle in his hands, the dude should be feeling something by now, right? Ki had come for the music but maybe it would have been better if he hadn’t come at all. “Alright, well, is there any particular reason why you’re trying to get blackout drunk… all by yourself?”

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Liam frowned, looking down at the bottle in his hands, it wasn’t his best choice of the week, or month even. It was a way to forget about all the shit the pack had been through lately, but not even this seemed to work for very long. “I don’t even have a car, but even if I did, I wouldn’t dream of driving after I’ve had something to drink. I don’t want to hurt anyone, not even on accident.” He had hurt enough people on his own, and it still weighed heavily on his conscience. 

Ki raised an eyebrow, watching as they finished the rest of the drink in one go. “Don’t apologize. It’s your drink. Hell, I should’ve thanked you for offering.” A couple months ago… a decade ago, Ki would have taken the other teen up on the offer. Now though? “You’re not planning on driving yourself home, right?”

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Liam nodded, knocking back the rest of the drink in one quick motion. Drinking probably wasn’t the best idea after the past few weeks he’d had, and even though it didn’t effect him, the taste was usually enough to distract him most of the time. “Sorry, I figured that I’d offer, just in case you wanted any.”

Open || Ki

    “Yeah uh, I don’t drink. So you’re welcome to finish that without me.”

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Dylan Sprayberry from Teen Wolf

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118 100x100 rp icons of Liam Dunbar from “The Beast of Beacon Hills”

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Mason is Liam’s anchor. Liam is incredibly in tune with Mason’s heartbeat, scent, and he unconsciously focuses on him and looks for him wherever they are. If Liam is having a hard day, just being around Mason can help him focus better. With finding out that Mason is the beast, Liam is having a harder time staying in control of his wolf. 

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i’m not watching tonight’s episode live, so i’ll try to watch it by tomorrow! <3 

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AU in which Mason starts a DIY Youtube channel. Completely based on THIS post by @gamecube

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Dylan Sprayberry from Teen Wolf

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66 100x100 rp icons of Liam Dunbar from “ Maid of Gevaudan”

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aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

It used to be his room, curled up under his covers. But after he learned about werewolves, and being on the deadpool, not even his room felt safe anymore. At this point in time, he feels most calm and relaxed when he’s over at Mason’s house, and they’re holed up in his room playing video games. Liam’s home doesn’t feel safe to him, but when he’s at Mason’s house, just hanging out or even just working on homework…that’s when he feels most calm and relaxed. 

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My best friend is a big scary wolf and I’m just a little wolf, how do I help him?

Liam on Google rn probably (via dylnslayberry)

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[it’s been a while since he’s seen Derek, but holy shit this hug is exactly what he needed and he doesn’t want to let go.]             “Beacon Hills sucks...just when you think you’re gonna catch a break, it just keeps throwing shit at you. I don’t know how you guys keep doing it.”

[well, he doesn’t know who Mason is, but…no one can actually deny a hug, right?]

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send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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“i need a hug and mason to be okay...and not necessarily in that order.”