You really think I’m that desperate? That you can buy me some takeout and bat your eyes and I’ll get down on my knees like some sad twink.

mahzerunners:

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“All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I’ve been knocking men like you into the dust.” - Brienne of Tarth

laserbabe:

i hope you get to fuck somebody to an arctic monkeys song

stand-by-me:

Someone let me know when they find my jaw on the ground

pocketlass:

okay I am going to need approximately fifty billion fics of Boyd and Liam coexisting and do you know why this is so important I’m gonna give you your two new favorite words ever

height difference

Boyd is ten inches taller than Liam. Liam doesn’t even come up to his shoulder you can’t tell me that isn’t adorable. Little Liam trailing after Boyd, the only competent beta out of basically everyone and trying to learn his ways. Boyd being patient and helping Liam with his science homework. Liam helping Boyd with lacrosse. He literally bounces off Boyd when he goes to tackle him, but that’s okay, they’re werewolves, and you gotta learn finesse, Boyd, you gotta learn technique.

Like I don’t even particularly want this in a romantic sense, I just want these two betas being chill buddies who don’t get involved in everyone else’s snark war. As soon as Liam found out that Boyd became a werewolf because he wanted to be like Scott you just know that kid latched onto him like a barnacle. Can you imagine Boyd giving Liam piggyback rides he’d just look like a somewhat large humanoid backpack. Old guard and new guard, one big happy pack family and everyone is alive you can’t tell me you don’t want this.

Boyd and Liam, y’all.

❝ its britney bitch ❞
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