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shut up nerd! i f*cked your mom!!
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if you need me i'll probably be here. don't
be afraid to yell at me to get on allison tbh.
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Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
I'd love it if even one person did this
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BONUS POINTS IF YOU NAME THE OTHER PARENT.
Send me anons as my kid.
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Her eyes are glowing red
but the words are calmly said
I'm the alpha now
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Teen Wolf Role Reversal
The Argents are a family of old and powerful werewolves. A matriarchal pack, the status of Alpha is passed from mother to daughter. When Allison Argent’s mother is killed by a hunter from the Hale clan, the 17-year-old is left to cope with her new status as the Argent Alpha, and the sudden influx of power that comes along with it. Will Allison, overcome by her grief, watch her pack fall apart? Or will she live up to her family legacy and avenge her mother’s murder?
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"This might hurt."
Teen Wolf AU: In which Allison was bitten.
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does anyone wanna
skype? dm me for my
skype.x
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hello babes!! i just hit two hundred followers and i am beyond shocked that i did!! riley is a muse of mine that i am so proud of and i just…i am beyond thankful for each and everyone one of you little cutie pies. for hitting the big two-zero-zero, i’m going to do an icon giveaway. i’ve never done an icon giveaway before, so this is going to be interesting!! let’s go over the like gist of things shall we??
you should be following me to participate in the giveaway. if you don’t mind, that is.
i am going to be using a random number generator to decide the winners.
likes and reblogs count. you can reblog it as much as your cute lil heart desires.
your inbox should be open so i can send you a message discussing what you won!!
the giveaway will end in five days ( february sixth ) at 7:00pm central time.
the prizes:
- first place gets fifty icons with a border of their choice!!
- second place gets twenty icons with a border of their choice!!
- third place gets ten icons with a border of their choice!!
here are some samples of the icons that i have made!!
so yes!! happy reblogging/liking you all!! thank you again for two hundred followers. i love each and every one of u lil pumpkins. ( if you have any questions, just shoot me a message!!)
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* ( mother ; !
❝ He bit you? ❞
A deep breath, a steadying breath.
Allison was her daughter, and she
supposed to protect her. The code
was something she used to protect
her, and it was useless if Allison
wasn’t able to be protected by it.
❝ We’ll figure it out. We’ll move again, maybe. ❞
❝ —no, mom... we don't have to move... ❞
she took a deep shaky breath
in as she looked up at her mom.
❝ —please don't make us move - scott could help... ❞
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I just have
v o i c e s
in my head.
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* ( mother ; !
Allison looks through her window and
Victoria takes an instinctive step back.
❝Stupid.❞ Whispered to herself, dire
-cted at herself. Allison is out of sight
and she should leave, she should run,
but something holds her in place. She
hears the door open, hears her daughter’s
quiet steps across the ground. The hearing
was an advantage and a disadvantage;
she was loath to consider her forced
monster-hood to be positive at all.
A breath to steady herself, flattening
her back more against the tree. Her
shoulders sag when Allison voice
calls out. She could leave right now
and Allison would never suspect
anything. Maybe she would chalk
up whatever she saw as a trick of
the light. A breeze through the tree
manipulated the shadows and the
light, and she could move on.
Any grief she’d be dealing with
would be undisturbed. Victoria
is teetering on an edge of reason,
then one step to the side—-
❝Allison. ❞
her breath was knocked
from her body when she
heard the familiar voice,
she felt like she was about
to throw up. it couldn't be,
it couldn't be... she saw her
mothers dead body - she
went to her funeral, how?
her lower lip was shaking
out of nerves as she took
a deep breath in, struggling
to find the words.
❝ —m-m-mo-om?❞
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* ( father ; !
"Allison, it’s not your fault. And
it’s not the end of the world.”
❝ —you can't, you can't tell mom.❞
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* ( mother ; !
❝ —How did this happen? ❞
she wanted to feel powerful,
not weak, that was the real
reason, but there was no way
she was ever going to tell her
mom that - she'd be dead for
sure.
❝ —it was derek. ❞
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* ( father ; !
"You don’t have anything to
be sorry for, baby girl.”
❝ —y-yes... i do... I let this happen. ❞
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