raventheprinceofmischief:

iamthefirechild:

raventheprinceofmischief:

iamthefirechild:

raventheprinceofmischief:

iamthefirechild:

*hits him in the face with one solitary beanie*

Lets out a small hiss and pouts at.

*pouts right back but way more exaggeratedly*

“…..Baby….”

*eyes him suspiciously* “I can’t tell if you are being insulting or endearing.”

“How do you know I’m not being both?” Questions her innocently.

“Because you are the god of lies.”

[text] oh my god my sister hacked my phone [text] I’m going to kill her [text] I hate my life

stilesthesarcasticstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

stilesxthesarcasticstilinski:

[text] I mean. I just wasn’t expecting it

[text] text has been deleted by the way

“We would stare at each other awkwardly — ” His breath against her skin made her shudder, hands splaying on his back. “Video games,” she managed to finish. “Avoiding the — god, Stiles. What are we doing here?”

Stiles pulled back and looked into Summer’s eyes. “I-I… really have no idea. This really wasn’t what I thought would happen either.”

She didn’t make any move to untangle herself from him. He felt much too nice for that. “I’ve, um, liked you for a while, actually,” she admitted softly, looking up through her eyelashes at him. “But if you don’t want — “

stilesthesarcasticstilinski:

iamthefirechild:

stilesxthesarcasticstilinski:

[text] There’s a stupid amount of noise for it being this time in the morning.

[text] Fuck. It’s the afternoon. Why is it the afternoon?

[text to: sexy nerd] freckles are in now stiles

[text to: sexy nerd] I’m going outside with my hammock and my book and my cat

[text] bah humbug

[text] Okay. That actually doesn’t sounds horrible.

[text to: sexy nerd] I know right
[text to: sexy nerd] how often does not horrible happen to me