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[stilestate]

Hey there! I'm new to Tumblr and I love Stalia to death! So season six is slowly killing me. I was wondering if you knew any good stalia/teen wolf related blogs who u talk 2, who don't like Maleo or Stydia, because I can't stand those two ships! Thanks for you time :)

Hello my dear. I’m sorry it took me so long to answer. Welcome to Tumblr and in the Stalia fandom (Tag). I know a lot of good Stalia blogs. I’ll list them for you :) 

@malialeiaoswald @soshell311 @otherbully1 @facetiious @staliastans @stalia-stilesxmalia @staliafated @staliafanfics @staliafansnetwork @stilesmaliastilinski @stilesandmalialove @stilesismaliasanchor @stilesandmaliaslove @maliasfur @maliastiliniski @fallenunicornn @sananey77  @jobrdais @petermaxiimoff @stephanienicoo @kleinepfoetchen @celestallison @itwillbekillian @awake-0r-dreaming @i-thought-you-and-i @menyc1tyThose are my Favs! I’m pretty sure there are a lot more I don’t remember right now. BUT all of the above are amazing! Follow them! ( @trolling-since-chernobyl  is amazing too if you’re a fan of trolls and anti stydia

#anon #anon asks #follow them

[shanemuhdej]

petermaxiimoff >>>> lehnsherrcharles

petermaxiimoff is now lehnsherrcharles

#psa #shut up remmy you talk too much ;

[moramabell]

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

tagged by: @harpiness (thanks 💕) Nickname: I’m don’t want to give my second name and everyone in my family thinks I hate the name Ana so they call me that to mess with me. Also my sister calls me ‘Little Ears’ lol And I had this friend that, since my last name (in spanish) rhymes with blackberry, she used to called me that 
Height: 1.67m or so 
Time right now: 20:57 
Last thing googled: heaven lyrics 😝 
Favourite music artists: DNCE, of Verona, McFly, Jonas Brothers (?? I don’t follow that many bands) 
Solo artist: Halsey, Selena Gomez, Hayley Kiyoko, Zolita, Sabrina Carpenter, Céline Dion lol, troye, Arden Cho, Bon Iver…. to mention a few. 
Song stuck in head: Shape of You- Ed Sheeran 
Last Movie Watched: Hercules (Disney) 
Last TV show watched: Trollhunters 
What are you wearing right now: pajamas 
When did you create your blog: Apparently, 02 Aug 2013. 
What kind of content you post: Mostly stuff related to the fandoms I’m in, about my otps, youtubers, and I reblog a lot of unfunny posts. 
Do you have other blogs: yes, three side blogs 
Do you get asks regularly: what’s an ask? (I think the number of asks I’ve gotten since I created my tumblr has been of three (3) ) 
Why did you choose your username: All the good ones were taken? 😂 I honestly can’t remember. I guess because I love tmr and at the time I thought the name was supposed to be like with my name lol 
Gender: Female 
Hogwarts House: I’ve only watched like, two and a half of the movies but I love quizzes and according to it I’m a Hufflepuff! Hope that’s good 😝 
Pokemon Team: I don’t play pokemon :( 
Favourite colour: orange 
Average hours of sleep: 6 lol 
Lucky number(s): 19, 5, 12 
Favourite characters: Malia Tate, Scott McCall, Simon Lewis and a hell of a lot more 
How many blankets do you sleep with: 1 duvet 
Dream job: Actress (lmao like that’s gonna happen) or musician 
Following: like, how many people I’m following? 1,262 lol. And people following me: 230 and half of them are porn blogs rip 😂 20 blogs!? Omg, well, sorry if you dont like this @screamingxcolours @lgbtmalia @warlockrobot @awake-0r-dreaming @adg01 @silbd-9 @edwardalric @you-cant-run-from-the-truth @i-thought-you-and-i @facetiious @kaljara @opalescent-enby @missboobookittyfudge @britishbombshell26 @petermaxiimoff @crazyforkarmy @mieczyslawstilestate

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[hvrleyquinn]

petermaxiimoff replied to your post “hey dear!! i was wondering if you could recommend me some harley quinn...”

thank you !! i do have the graphic novel but this helps so much :)

Anytime! Glad I could help :)

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[stilestate]

@petermaxiimoff You’re next. You deserve so much. Because you’re freaking talented and sweet and cute and just a precious human being. 

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[stilestate]

Tagged by @jobrdais and @itwillbekillian Rules: List 10 of your favorite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people. 1) Malia Tate - Teen Wolf 2) Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf 3) Blaine Anderson - Glee 4) Haley James Scott - One Tree Hill 5) Mickey Milkovich - Shameless US 6) Pacey Witter - Dawson's Creek 7) Jimmy Collins - Smash 8) Finn Hudson - Glee 9) Scott McCall - Teen Wolf 10) Kitty Wilde - Glee I tag: @anacrank @wholockedsupermerlin @facetiious @stilesandmalialove @stilesismaliasanchor @maliatetes @staliasfated @petermaxiimoff @stilesmaliastilinski @maliasfur

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[hvrleyquinn]

hey dear!! i was wondering if you could recommend me some harley quinn comics besides the harley quinn new 52 ?? like any comics she appears in ?? i have almost all the new 52 of hers and the dc bombshells but i need more !! thank in advance !!

Hey there! I’m the right person to ask :D

Must reads to understand Harley’s background are ‘Mad Love’ and the ‘Harley Quinn’ graphic novel. After that I would read her original solo run from the early 2000s, it is much, much better than her New52 run if you ask me. 

After that I’d recommend reading the ‘Gotham City Sirens’ run. That and her solo run are some of her most impactful appearances. 

If after all that you’re still hungry for some Harley, you can check out ‘Harley and Ivy’, ‘Gotham Girls’, or ‘Lil’ Gotham’. Those are some of the best Harley appearances in my opinion. 

#i mean #you could also read suicide squad #but I hated the new52 suicide squad run lmao #the rebirth one is okay #petermaxiimoff #ask

[stilestate]

8th of December

Malia Tate 17 & Stilest Stilinski 18 “Lots of that or The Christmas Sweater”

“Stiles, come on now. The earlier we finish shopping, the sooner we can go back to my place,” Malia sighed, as she pulled him with her. She was a bit angry at her boyfriend, because he was whining about their little shopping trip and acting like a child, although all of this could have been avoided, if he just had been listening to her. A few weeks ago; she had told him that he should buy himself a nice shirt for their last Christmas prom; after he told her that he ruined his last one shortly after taking pictures for the year book. She wanted to buy him a new one, but he insisted on not getting one because he would have time to buy one, when he needed it and of course he had forgotten about it; of course he realized it just a day ago - ALTHOUGH she had reminded him. “But I hate shopping,” he whined, walking behind her. Even though he was complaining about shopping and even though she was mad at him, he couldn’t resist to stroke his fingers softly over the back of her hand. Their fingers where intertwined and Stiles loved to rubbed her hand and Malia loved it too - she ignored it on purpose, but damn she loved it. “I know, Honey, but it’s your own fault that we’re here now. If you would have listened to me, we’d still be at home, doing things you actually like to do,” she joked, fully knowing that it would earn her a loud groan from her boyfriend. “Arrrgh.” There it was. “Come on, Sweetie,” she stopped in front of the shopping centre and turned around. “We just have to buy a shirt and then we’ll be heading back. We can do whatever you want, when we’re at my house, but please let me just buy you a shirt, yeah?” She nearly pleaded. “It means a whole lot to me and I’d be very happy if you would just… just... please,” she said softly, taking a step toward him, looking at him with those big chocolate coloured eyes, which made him weak all the time. “Okay, fine,”  he groaned. “But only if you stop being mad at me.” “Not mad anymore,” she smiled brightly, trying to go on but Stiles, who still held her hand in his, pulled her back into his arms. “And I demand a kiss,” he grinned and Malia couldn’t help but smile too. “You’re the one who fucked up and still you’re demanding kisses,” she already snuggled into his embrace, ready to give him those kisses, because she really enjoyed kissing Stiles. Nobody knew that he was giving the best kisses… well; it was good that nobody knew. “I can’t resist. I just can’t when you’re being all mad and cute. Plus - you have such kissable lips... I just…,” he smiled, leaning in to press his lips softly against hers, still feeling every single butterfly in her tummy, she smiled against his lips, as they moved slowly. As they broke apart, she leaned back in to kiss his nose. “Dummy. Now come on. I really want to go back to where we left off,” she winked, as she turned around and pulled him with her. Inside the Mall, they headed for the men compartment and started to look for a shirt, which would go with Stiles’ suit. It took them a while until they found three different, but really unique shirts and went to the dressing room. “I’ll wait here,” Malia said, before sitting down on one of the chairs, which was in front of the dressing room. While she was waiting for him, she started to think about how their prom night would be. She couldn’t wait to put on her beautiful dress, which Stiles wouldn’t see until the night, she hoped that he would be amazed by the way she would look tomorrow. “So what do you think?” She heard him say, before looking at him. “Oh God,” Malia started laughing, because he look ridiculous. She didn’t know how or when he managed to smuggle this thing into his cabin - but she knew that he was a major dork. He was wearing an awful Christmas sweater, which had an ugly reindeer printed on. It was light red and faded brown and there were some snowflakes on it and just… it was an ugly sweater. “So, watcha think,” he asked, doing a little circle to show off himself. “Very sexy,” she answered sarcastically. “Yeah?” He teased, “Does it turn you on? I know how much you love Christmas and everything related to it,” he came closer, acting all sexy - in a very dorky way of course. He sulked, believing that it looks sexy while doing so. “Stiles stop it,” Malia just laughed. “No, Baby. Tell me,” he reached for her hair and stroked it awkwardly. “Does it make you hot?” He threw himself into a stiff pose - butt out, pouty lips. “You’re being ridiculous,” Malia still laughed. “You mean I’m absolutely gorgeous.” Another stiff pose followed. “I can’t believe that I’m dating you,” she shook her head, enjoying the dorkiness of her boyfriend. he was just the cutest and she loved it when he was acting like that. Stiles was the only one who could make her laugh, even though she didn’t want too. It was a talent. “Oh youuuu looooove meeeee,” he suddenly purred, coming back to Malia. He let his fingers run through her hair and he messed it up, while she was trying to stop him. “Noooo, go away,” she laughed, trying to push him away. “But why Malia, why? Don’t you think I’m sexy? Don’t you like your Christmas present? I’m all christmassy for you, darling,” she started laughing as well, still messing her hair up. “Oh, I hate you. I hate you,” she laughed. “No, you don’t,” he finally stopped doing his silly voice, and cupped her face in a gente way. Smiling brightly down to her, he stroked a few loosely hair strands out of her face. “Hey Baby girl,” he grinned. “Why did you do that?” she pouted, now she was finally able to stop laughing. “Because I love your smile,” she said sweetly and God Damn it… This guy was just the cutest guy on earth. Malia tried really hard to pout a little more, but she couldn’t. She started smiling, as she reached for his collar and pulled him down; kissing him deeply, she sighed against his lips, before pushing him away again. “Please, for the love of god. Put on those damn shirts, so we can buy one and leave. I really want to undress you again and I can’t do it here,” she nearly growled. “Oho, baby. So I do turn you on…” He was being such a dumbass. “Stiles…,” she half growled and half laughed. “Okay, okay. As you wish, My lady. But we go back to that,” once again he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her a little more passionately, holding her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Lots of that,” with that he disappeared into the dressing room again and Malia… Well, she was trying to focus because yes, even when he was wearing an ugly Christmas sweater, he looked very sexy.  

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[stilestate]

7th od December

Malia Tate 16 and Stiles Stiles Stilinski 17 Want to try it again? Malia Tate couldn’t believe that she was going an actual date with Stiles Stilinski. Just the other day, he had asked her out and she said ‘yes,’ which was hopefully going to lead to the most amazing date the young girl could have ever imagined. After Stiles had left having asking her out, she was a tiny bit scared, that it was the wrong decision to say yes, but then again, it had been her biggest wish to go out on a date with Stiles - for so long now. He arrived all dressed up and with a single rose held in his hand, Malia knew that it had been the right decision to say ‘yes.’ His smile and face were adorable; as soon as he studied her, in her chalk-white dress and her curled hair that sat just underneath her collar bone, he was blown away. He planned on being a gentleman the whole night, he opened the car door for her; he pulled the chair out of the place for her, when they arrived at the fancy restaurant, he had chosen. He let her decide what she wanted to drink, to eat and he took care of everything. They shared a lot of laughs and good stories; they flirted even a little bit. All in all - it was a perfect date and Malia couldn’t be happier. “Thank you for this amazing night,” she said dazed, when they arrived back at her house, walking the way up from Stiles’s Jeep to the front door. “Thank you for saying yes,” Stiles smiled, as they climbed the last few stairs. “I had a really good time,” he chuckled, as they stopped in front of the door. “I was waiting for you to ask me out for a long time now,” Malia laughed, only blushing a little bit. “Why didn’t you say anything, Mal?”  He questioned, while taking a step towards her. “I don’t know,” she confessed. “I thought you wouldn’t like me that way.” “Well, you thought wrong,” he laughed nervously, bringing his hand up to play with one of her curls. “Well, to be honest… you were going after Erica first and then after Cora… my freaking cousin! You can’t blame me for thinking like that. You never really saw me…in that way,” she smiled jokingly. She never thought that this conversation would be so easy going, when they would have it, she never thought it actually ever happen, but somehow they had stumbled across the random topic. “But I do now,” he replied, “I’m sorry that it took me so long. After all I’m really dumb…” he laughed softly, while placing his hand on her cheek, his thumb caressing her soft skin. “No, you’re not,” she snuggled into his touch and smiled widely, in his usual cheeky manner. He smiled down at her, taking another step towards her, so they were lightly pressed to each other. “Have I ever told you that you’re stunningly beautiful?” he whispered. Finally Malia had blushed; she looked up and shook her head. “You are,” he beamed, “and I really do want to kiss you right now,” he said softly while leaning in a little bit more. Malia, who couldn’t believe that this was actually happening, swallowed once, before moving forward; as soft as she could she pressed her lips against his and kissed him. Stiles, who was longing for this kiss, sighed as their lips were moving together in a lovingly way. It was the perfect first kiss, which made all the butterflies in both their tummy go crazy. They didn’t even know how long they were kissing, when they separated again; Stiles’ hand was still cupping Malia’s face and her hand was pressed firmly against his chest - right where his heart was. She couldn’t handle the emotions flooding through her. She was excited and overwhelmed, but damn…she wanted to kiss him again. Stiles, still not believing that this wonderful girl liked him, leaned his forehead against hers and chuckled. “You are amazing. You know that?” “Course. I tell myself every day,” she joked, before sighing because she was so happy. For a few seconds they were just standing there, holding each other, breathing the other one in and enjoying that moment. “Malia,” Stiles finally said. “Hmm?” she started to place some small kisses to his cheek.; soft and light kisses, where her lips barely touched his skin and still created sent shivers down his shine, which created Goosebumps on his arms. “Be my girlfriend…Please,” all of sudden he was more than nervous, he looked at her, afraid that her answer could be ‘no.’ After all, he had been blind for a long time and he would have understood when she wouldn’t want to be in a relationship with him anymore. He was waiting for a bad answer, but Malia just smiled and nodded softly. “I’d love to be your girlfriend,” Letting out a breath; Stiles didn’t even know he was holding, he smiled, relieved. “Good,” he beamed, “Awesome. I mean… good,” he laughed, pushing a loosely curl behind her hair. They smiled at each other, ecstatic that they finally found each other. “So about that kiss… Want to try it again?” He sniggered and making Malia laugh with it. Throwing her arms around his neck, she leaned in back again to kiss him again and as their lips touched, they both knew that this was going to be good. From now on they would be a couple and they would be delighted with their lives, happier than ever before… and finally together.

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[stilestate]

6th of Decmeber

Malia Tate 16 & Stiles Stilinski 17  “I like you, Stiles. I like you a lot.” 

Malia hated fighting. She hated when she had to be angry at some one - especially when it was Stiles, whom she’d been fighting with. Of course it was normal that best friends argue, from time to time, but she couldn’t stand it. This time was a little bit different. She was angry at Stiles, because he had been a total douchbag at Lydia’s Party. Yes, they went back home together and talked about it a little about it, but Malia was still pissed about this unnecessary comment about being careful to not get pregnant by Isaac. Stiles knew that she never even kissed someone, except this one guy Danny, when they had been playing spin the bottle at one of Lydia’s other parties. It wasn’t fair that he assumed she would sleep with Isaac after just one date. She had every right to be angry at him. Right? This is why she didn’t talk to Stiles the whole day and she knew that this was something which would drive her best friend crazy. She ignored all his texts and calls and she knew it was only a matter of time until he would show up, being all angry and whining about, asking her why she doesn’t talk to him anymore. Malia was sitting on the couch and reading her favourite book, which Stiles had given her a year ago, when the doorbell rang. With a knowing smile she stood up and opened the door, waiting for a little word attack, she usually got when Stiles was angry. To her surprise the expected confrontation didn’t happen, instead a sad looking Stiles was standing in front of her. “Hey, Mal,” he said softly, not exactly knowing where to start. “Hey,” she said slightly confused. Stiles was acting very out of character and for a second she was afraid that he would end their friendship or something like that. She just wanted to let him suffer a little bit, nothing more. The last thing she wanted was him to end anything they had and with the small fear in her, that he would call it off, she instantly forgave him. “Can I come in?” He asked politely. “Of course,” she let him pass, before telling her Dad that Stiles was there and that they would go to her room, like they did every time when he was around. When they arrived in her room, she sat down on the bed, while Stile stayed at the door, looking more than just nervous. Why didn’t he come closer? Did he really want to stay away from her? Why would he choose to be nearer the door, so he could be out in just a few seconds if he wanted? So…? “I’m sorry, Malia,” he blurted out. “I’m so sorry for saying such a mean things to you.” “It’s okay,” Malia started, but was harshly interrupted by Stiles, who finally came a little bit closer. “No, it’s not! It was a mean thing to say. Especially when I know, you wouldn’t do anything dumb regarding being intimate with a guy. You’re smart and you think before you do or say something. You’re not like me. I’m always saying what’s coming to my mind without thinking about whether my words could harm someone. In this case… you! And I’m so sorry. Really! I don’t know what happened and why I reacted the way I did and I just… I’m sorry, Mal,” he was talking very fast and very loud, so Malia wasn’t able to say anything, to assure him that he didn't have to be sorry anymore. It was kinda cute to see him being all hyped and lost for words. He almost looked like her, in their early days - when she had a total crush on him and… Oh. “Stiles,” she started, but was interrupted once again. “Don’t say, it’s okay. Please! Because it’s not and I totally deserve to be ignored by you, but it freaking hurts, Mal. It hurts when you ignore me and when you’re not talking to me. I know it’s my fault, but you’re my best friend and I am really really… I really am sorry. But it’s not okay what I did. I’m just a mess and I…” “Stiles“,” Malia said again, this time louder. Finally Stiles stopped talking, but with being silent, the sad puppy look was back again. “Would you just stop for a second and listen to me?” He nodded and Malia smiled. “Yes, I was angry at you, but I’m not anymore. I accept your apology, so everything is fine, okay?” She giggled, as his expression softened. “I still don’t understand why you said something like that, but I’m not angry anymore. I promise,” she smiled softly, hoping that he would see that she wasn’t lying. Malia couldn’t be angry at him for more than 24 hours; she never had been able to and never will. Why? Because he still was the guy, who owned her heart, even though he would never feel the same about her. “I don’t know,” he said, finally sounding a little bit more relaxed than before. “I was jealous… I guess…” he mumbled, while looking down on the floor and putting his hands into the pockets of his pants. “Jealous?” No freaking way! “Well…. no. Yes. Shit, I don’t know,” he stuttered, before he started to go back and forth, back and forth. “Yes, I was jealous. Because this stupid guy… he doesn’t deserve you,” he growled. “He doesn’t deserve to ask you out or take you to dinner. He shouldn’t be the one who’s taking your hand and giving your flowers and cuddles and all that...” “He shouldn’t?” Malia smiled nervously, while watching Stiles going slightly crazy. “Of course not,” Stiles stated, before stopping in his tracks. “It should be me?” Silence. Stiles looked at Malia, in shock. Did he just say that? Did he really just say that he should be the guy who is allowed to hold Malia’s hand and take her do dinner? “Shit...I… I….”and once again he stuttered. What the freak was going on? Since when was he so damn nervous, when Malia was in the same room as him? And since when was he was lost for words? He was Stiles Stilinski, God damn it, the guy who never shut up. “Forget it. It’s stupid anyway. It’s don’t even like me that way…,” he said, cursing himself for saying too much. “Wait what?”  Malia finally said, as she jumped off her bed and coming closer. “Who said that I didn’t like you that way?” she asked, a little bit overwhelmed because of Stiles’ confession. He liked her. After all those years of secretly being in love with him, he finally liked her back. He just said it. “No one, I just guessed,” the boy stated, but was harshly interrupted. “I like you, Stiles!” Malia nearly shouted. Not even knowing why she was that brave all of a sudden, she started to blush. Almost three years now, she didn’t say anything about liking Stiles more than just her best friend. “I like you a lot,” she whispered, staring right into his eyes. Stiles, who couldn’t believe what he just heard, held his breath. This was just too good to be true. “Really?” He asked and she just nodded. Well, that was… that was good news. No, the best! “I… I can work with that,” she smiled brightly, before catching up the last few steps, which separated them. They both knew that this was a lot to take in and probably the start of something new and very exciting, but they didn’t know what to do. Stiles wanted to reach for her hand and Malia wanted to hug him, but they didn’t do anything except staring each other in the eyes and smiling softly. “Don’t go out with Isaac. Have dinner with me instead. Tomorrow night,” he said, looking immensely vulnerable. Malia waited so long for that question and now that she finally was asked, she couldn’t help herself than beam brightly. “Okay,” she nodded, absolutely delighted, that he liked her too.

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Next day, next chapters :) @petermaxiimoff Merry christmas my dear <3

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[stilestate]

5th of December

Malia Tate 16 years & Stiles Stilinski 17 years „I wouldn’t leave without you“

Stiles wouldn’t exactly say that he’s jealous, but well… he is. He really is. For about one or two months now there was this new guy named Isaac Lahey and oh boy, Stiles hated him, not because he was really good looking and charming. Not because he was flirting with every single girl in school and not because all those girls seemed to like him. He didn’t hate him because of his talent when it came to lacrosse; he didn’t care about all those things. The main reason why he hated that guy was the fact, that he was flirting with Malia - his best friend and the girl Stiles secretly wanted to be his - even though he didn’t know that yet. Ever since Isaac started to talk to Malia, Stiles started to have this weird feeling in his stomach. It felt like something was clenching all his muscles around his belly and he hated the feeling. At first he thought that it was just his belly telling him, that it he wanted something to eat, but very soon he found out that it was because of Malia talking to that douchebag. Stiles didn’t like the way she was playing with her hair, when he was around, because for the last two years… he had been the one, who was allowed to do this very cute gesture. He also hated how Malia looked at the guy, like… like all the other girls, who were head over heels for this guy.

“Oh my god, Stiles!” Malia came running over and stopped a few centimeters in front of him, “you won’t believe what just happened.” She shouted over the loud music that was playing in the house; they were at a party at Lydia’s house and all he did all evening was stand in the corner, growling - growling at Malia and Isaac, who were dancing together and laughing and acting like they were in love and…

“What?” He asked, trying to not growl at her. Instead he smiled softly, because damn… it was Malia who was standing in front of him and she was so fucking beautiful; so damn sweet.

“Isaac just asked me out. Officially!”,Malia squealed while jumping forwards and hugging Stiles. “I can’t believe what just happened,” she beamed as she stepped back again. “That’s the first time a guy asked me out,” she was so incredible happy. So happy that she didn’t even realize that Stiles wasn’t laughing or looking happy at all. For a few months now Malia knew that she doesn’t have any chance when it comes to Stiles. More than two years she was hoping that one day he’ll wake up and realize that he was in love with her, but it never happened. They never shared more than good laughs, a deep friendship and very good hugs and this is why she gave up. She gave up on her biggest wish.

The wish of Stiles Stilinski falling in love with her and making her the happiest girl on earth.

“Did you say yes?” He asked softly, feeling his heart shatter in his chest. Why was he feeling sick all of a sudden?

“Of course I said ‘yes’,” she smiled happily and that was all what Stiles needed.

“Fine, whatever. Do whatever you want, but don’t let him get you pregnant,” before he could think about his words they were out. Shit.

“What did you just say?” Now it was Malia’s turn to lose her smile.

“Whatever. It’s not important.” He rolled his eyes, before taking a nip of his drink, he was holding in his hand the whole time. Jesus Christ, why did he say something stupid like that?

“Ican’t believe that you just said that How could you even… possibly…” Stiles knew that Malia never had been sexual with a guy. For Gods sake she was in love with him.. for about 3 years she wasn’t even thinking about having sex with someone else than Stiles himself. “Screw you, Stiles,” she finally said while tearing up and turning around. Never ever had Stiles said such a mean thing to her and that he did it  when she was feeling so happy… it hurt her. That is why she wanted to leave immediately. She felt the tears rolling down her face and she didn’t want other people to see her like that. Without even thinking about her jacket, she ran out of the house and little bit further down the street. She just wanted to leave… Especially Stiles.

Stiles in the meanwhile growled at himself for being so unbelievably stupid. Malia was his best friend and he just hurt her, so much so that she actually started to cry and he freaking hated himself for it. Also for the fact that he didn’t reach for her and hold her back.

“Idiot,"he whispered before finishing his drink and starting to run through the dancing crowd. As he reached the door he grabbed his own and Malia’s jacket, which was still hanging there. He wouldn’t forgive himself if she would catch a cold, or worse, the flu. As fast as he could, he ran outside in the yard, which was pretty empty. It was already dark and very cold and shit… why did he act like a freaking idiot? "MALIA,” he shouted running down the path, which led to the open street. „MALIA!!“

„I’m here“, he heard a soft voice followed by a small sniff. Stiles turned around and saw her sitting on the porch, slightly shaking.

"Malia,” relieved that nothing had happened, he went back to the stairs. “You’re still here?” He began. "You… you please don’t do that ever again,” he said softly as he seat next to her.

“Do what?” She asked softly while staring at the floor. “Go out with Isaac?” She grumbled. Stiles ignored that comment, because he didn’t want to fight anymore. He hated fighting with Malia. “I thought you just took off. I thought you were running…“

"I was running…” she stated.

“No, I mean I…. like I thought you were leaving,” he said his voice slightly shaking. “I wouldn’t leave without you,” Malia said without hesitation. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and a red nose.

“Really,” he asked baffled. He didn’t expected anything like that.

„" would never leave without you,“ she assured him softly, before reaching for her jacket.

"Here, let me,” he moved over and put the jacket over her shoulders. For a little while they were sitting like this, his hand on her arms, trying to warm her a little bit. “I’m sorry, Malia. For what I said. I didn’t mean it…“

"Yes, you did,” Malia said softly. “But I don’t care. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I just want to go home now…” once she finished the sentence, she stood up and walked down the stairs. Stiles feeling defeated sighed softly, before running after her. For a while the walked without saying a word. But only so long, until Stiles couldn’t take it any longer. “You still like me?” The word stopped her movement, she didn’t say anything.

“Ask me again tomorrow.“

*** 

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[stilestate]

4th of December

Malia Tate 15 years & Stiles Stilinski 16 years ‚Cookies!‘

Malia knew that it was a lousy way to say ‘Thank you,’ but she really wanted to show Stiles that she loved the gift he got her just a day ago. The book and the fact, that he had actually listened to her when she was gushing about it quite some time, made her so happy… she couldn’t describe it with simple words. She wanted to show him that she was very happy and thankful for their friendship, which is why she invited him over to bake some cookies. His favorite cookies, he had demanded - well almost every day since she once made them for him. He was crazy about them and she knew that this would make him happy as well. Plus: her father was not home and Scott and Lydia weren’t invited. That meant that they would be alone for a few hours and alone time with Stiles was always highly appreciated. “First of all we need to mix all the ingredients for the dough,” she said as soon as they were standing in the kitchen. “Oh, can I lick off the rest when you’re done?” Stiles asked while bouncing like a little puppy and smiling at her brightly. “When I’m done,” lifting one of her eyebrows, she looked at him and smiled. “You’re not going to sit around and watch. You’ll help me.” All of a sudden Stiles smile was gone and instead a look of pure fear appeared on his face. “But I can’t cook,” he said with slight panic in his voice. “That’s okay because it’s baking anyway,” she stuck out her tongue at him, which made him sigh heavily. Without any more argumentation he came over and started to help her. Flour, eggs, milk… one ingredient followed by the other right into the bowl. “So now mix it,” Malia said softly. “Ahm okay,” Stiles looked around but couldn’t find anything that would help him with mixing the dough.”With what?” There it was again, the dorky face he always pulled when he was slightly confused. “With your hands, dummy,” the dark haired girl laughed. “With my hands?” Stiles was in shock, “But I don’t want this sticky stuff to get on my fingers!” “Stiles, come on. You won’t regret it. Look I’ll help you,” with those words she reached for his hands and pulled them into the bowl. “It’s not that hard, because after some minutes it won’t be sticky anymore and we’ll have really good cookie dough. The dough you really like to eat raw, remember?” She smiled brightly at him, while kneading the ingredients together, ever so often touching his hand which moved a little bit with hers. She didn’t recognize that Stiles wasn’t paying any attention to that stupid dough. Malia was much more interesting at the moment, he really liked the way her hair was falling over her shoulders and the way she was fluttering her nose, because she got some flour on it. She looked really cute and he totally liked how their fingers brushed against each other and damn he really liked Malia, like really liked her… “See? Done,” she beamed at him, which brought him back to the reality. “That was easy,” he stated, he made her laugh. “Told ya. Now come on, we have to cut them into small cookies. I have some really cute cutters.”With that they started to roll out the cookie dough and cut some stars, hearts, Christmas trees and… “OH MY GOD!” Stiles exclaimed excited. “No way… This is a”, he found a cutter they didn’t use until now. “It’s a deer. It’s a tiny little reindeer“, he giggled and Malia could have sworn that her heart melted right this moment in a full puddle of emotions. “So unbelievably cute,” he gushed. “That’s very true,” Malia sighed meaning Stiles, not the cutter. “Let’s make a whole lot of those tiny deer cookies, yeah,” he smiled at her, again bouncing like a little puppy. “Sure thing,” she winked at him, before looking back at the cookie dough and cutting another star. “Thanks, Mal. You’re the best and thank you for today“, he lifted his hand up, so he could brush her nose and the flour away, which was still resting on it. “I’m really enjoying myself.” Malia not expecting a sweet gesture like this, she looked at him, flustered. Why didn’t he realize that he’s freaking her out with little things like this? Whenever he’s super sweet and charming, she needed a lot of self control to not jump at him and kiss him like there was no tomorrow. “Anything for my best friend“, she finally said, repeating the exact same words he told her yesterday.

*** 

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[stilestate]

3rd of December

Malia Tate 15 years & Stiles Stilinski 16 years Perks of being a wallflower

“Malia,” Stiles shouted, while running down the school corridor. Since the beginning of the new school year - finally junior year wooohooo - Malia and him were not sharing a lot of classes, which is why he had to wait a full of 4 hours to finally meet up with her. A little over a year had passed since Malia and Stiles became really good friends, no, best friends who preferred to spend a lot of time with each other. Ever since the math project in sophomore year, they had this special connection. “Wait.” 

“Stop running, Stiles. You’ll hurt yourself,” Malia giggled, when she heard him call her name, she had turned immediately. 

“Hi,” he beamed at her once he stopped in front of her, her dark brown hair was lying on her shoulders, it moved as she chuckled.

“Hey,” she smiled brightly, enjoying the sweet smile he was giving her. “What’s going on? Why the hurry? I would have waited for you - you know that,” she meant for lunch; for a few months now this had been their little thing. They would meet up in the cafeteria, eat lunch and talk about random stuff, sometimes Lydia and Scott would join them, but most of the time it was only them and Malia loved it.

“I know, but it’s not that,” without a hesitation he reached for her hand and pulled her away, so they were not standing in the middle of other students, who were on their way to the cafeteria.

“Stiles… what,” Malia started.

“I got something for you,” he said, interrupting whatever Malia wanted to say. Malia suddenly went very quiet and looked at him with big brown eyes. Why had he got something for her?

“You got something… But we said that we wouldn’t buy anything for each other for Christmas. Why would you…?”



“It’s for your birthday“, he smiled, while unpacking his backpack and searching for something what apparently was a present for Malia. 



“My birthday was a month ago,” she giggled softly. This guy was crazy, but God did she love him; for a year now they had become really good friends and Malia was very thankful for this. Ever since they started hanging out, a lot of things had changed, but not only for the little fact that she was head over heels for the Stilinski boy- she had the biggest crush on her best friend, who was a real sweetheart acting really weird at the moment. 



“Would you just… let me… ah here,” he struggled a little, but finally he found what he was looking for.”Happy birthday,” he gave her a small package, which has been wrapped up in dated newspaper - oh Stiles. 



“What is this?”  She asked not sure how she should react. He already gave her a really sweet present for her birthday a month an ago. It had been a nice bracelet with a little wolf charm (Malia loved wolves and he remembered,) which she wore on a daily basis. 



“Why don’t you open it and find out?” That sneaky little cutie pie, he was rocking on his feet and God damn it, he really looked pretty cute while doing so. Feeling a little shaky, she stared at him for a few seconds before opening up the loosely packed present. With big eyes she stared at the cover of the book, which Stiles had bought her. 



“Stiles…” she whispered. She couldn’t believe that this guy was actually…. listening to her, when she was telling him about something she really liked. Stiles was the only boy who really understood her and remembered anything she once said. Even if it was just a tiny part of a random conversation. Another attribute she really loved about him.



“You like it?” he asked softly, sounding a little bit nervous.”Yesterday… when I got myself some new pencils I… well, there was this old bookstore and I thought, hey, maybe they have that book Malia likes so much and well… You like it, right?,” he asked again, slowly losing his smile because Malia wasn’t reacting at all. 



“I love it,” she finally said. In her hand she held a copy of her favourite book, ‘Perks of being a wallflower’ and she couldn’t really believe it. For quite some time now she had tried to get a copy, but ever since she started looking for it she wasn’t able to find it. And now that she finally got her new/old copy of her favourite book, she couldn’t believe it. 



“Really?” There was this happy smile again, which Malia loved so much. 



“Really,” she assured him. “I can’t believe you… I… Thank you so much,” she smiled softly at him, not knowing how it was even possible to fall more in love with him than she already was. 

“Anything for my best friend,” he beamed. At any other time Malia would have been a little bit sad because she was still only a friend, but not today.

****

I hope the system is clear :D Merry Christmas Remmy <3 @petermaxiimoff

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[stilestate]

2nd of December

Malia Tate 14 years  & Stiles Stilinski 15 years old „What’s with all the highlighters anyway?“

Not able to hide a big smile, Stiles went over to the girl with whom he’d spend a lot of time with, because their teachers had come up with the glorious idea of dividing the class in pairs of two;  this time the dark-haired boy had been assigned to a girl he barely even knew. Yes, he had already talked to her and had often made her laugh, but they were not really friends. Stiles simply knew that her name was Malia and that she looked pretty cute. Especially now, while she was looking at him with those big hazel eyes and a lovely shade of ‘What the freak is going on?’ stuck on her face. Usually, he worked with his best friend Scott and Malia went with her friend Lydia Martin; the one and only Lydia Martin, whom he’d found kinda pretty a few months ago. (But only until she'd made it clear that she’s not interested in him. This had been the end of their story!)

Finally, taking the seat next to Malia, he grinned at her. "Hey, how's it going?” he looked her right in the eyes; she was trying to normalize her breathing and also not to fall off her chair. It took her a few seconds but finally she managed to smile softly.

"Hi," she said. "I'm fine, thanks. What about you?”

Stiles smiled a little bit wider and pushed his chair a little further to Malia. “I'm okay, but not really happy with the assignment. It’s dumb,” he rolled his eyes briefly before he smiled again. Only now did he realize how cute Malia actually was. Why didn’t he recognize it before? They had been going to the same school for several months now and had had a lot of opportunities to talk to each other and become friends. Weird.

“Don’t tell me! I hate math,” Malia grumbled while looking at her book and holding a red marker in her hand.

"Is that so," Stiles glanced at her and chuckled slightly before looking at her book and raising his eyebrow. “What’s with all the highlighters anyway?” He asked very interested, somehow the arrangement of the colours reminded him of a system that he often used.

"Oh, I ... it's stupid.”

"I'm sure it's not," Stiles assured her, giving her an encouraging look, he did not want her to feel uncomfortable around him or worse - stupid. Stiles knew from other classes that Malia was really smart. He liked her nifty answers on specific topics and how she always found a way to tell the teachers exactly what they wanted to hear.

"I ...” Malia looked at him rather puzzled before she spoke "Green is for the things I understand, yellow is for ‚I’m working on it. And red means I have no clue,” she sighed, holding up the red marker, “I’m mostly using red,” she confessed, instantly feeling more than just stupid.

“Really?” Stiles smiled even wider than before. 

“I said it was stupid." Now, it was time to finally blush, ‘Well done, Malia’ she thought.

"It's not," Stiles said quickly, laying a hand on hers, which was resting on the table. “I do exactly the same," he beamed at her and Malia felt her heart begin to pound heavy against her chest. "I think we’re going to be a great team," he added before he took his own book out of his backpack so they could start on their assignment.

*****

I’m so sorry :P I fell asleep. I hope you like those small parts. And please forgive me. English is not my first language. It’s German. :P @petermaxiimoff

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[stilestate]

Dear Remmy <3

It’s finally christmas - that means I can tell you that I’m your Secret Santa. I really hope that you’re enjoying the vacations so far and that you’re happy. I wrote you a little something. It is a Stalia Christmas calendar with a kinda weird system. You probably will see and know what I tried to do here. It’s nothing special. Just a tiny and soft idea, which hopefully makes you happy. I will start today with posting the 1st of December until the 5th of December. Tomorrow 6th - 9th... and so on. So you have a little bit more of your Secret Santa present. I really hope you’ll like the Stalia fluff. Maybe you’ll get all the quotes and answers you gave me over the last few weeks :) Feel yourself cuddled. Merry Christmas dear @petermaxiimoff !! Lots of love! 

1st of December Malia Tate 14 years  & Stiles Stilinski 15 years old „That him, isn’t it. That’s the one.“


Malia does not really know how long she’s been in love with Stiles Stilinski - she just knows that she is. She loves his dorky smile, the way he acts around his friends and his enthusiasm regarding ‘Lacrosse.’ Malia loves how intelligent and open-minded Stiles is; how he likes to help other people without judging them or their problems. Every time he answers a question in… well any school lesson they share together, he likes to give special kind of answers that impress her. He uses a lot of smart words and nifty phrases to give their teacher exactly what they want and let’s be honest; it makes Malia swoon every single time. She loves it when a boy is smart and not making a big deal out of it. Every time he approaches her, smiling like the big dork he is, she feels her knees soften and turning into a big piles of jelly. Whenever he talks to her and makes her laugh, her heart pounds wildly against her chest and just… she really loves him. Well, maybe the word "love" was a little too much considering she was only fourteen years old and still a tiny pup, but she knows very well that she really likes him. She likes him a lot.

Most of the time Malia just likes to look at him – the way she looked at him every day, ever since they day he first walked into her life. Every time he walked into a classroom and took his place next to his best friend Scott McCall, Malia looked at him, noticing different things that made him more beautiful than the day before. He was talking about something that excites him and damn… his smile made the butterflies in her tummy go crazy.

“That’s him, isn’t it,” she suddenly hears her best friend Lydia Martin say, the most beautiful girl in school, in Malia’s eyes anyway, she was sat next to her and giving her a knowledgeable look. “That’s the one.”

“What do you mean?” Malia asks startled.

“That’s the boy you like, right? “, Lydia smiles softly.”I noticed the way you’re looking at him. He’s kinda cute.” Malia can’t help herself and she starts to blush.

“Well, I guess he is,” she mumbled while staring down at her book which included a lot of confusing math tasks. God, she hated maths.

“Naaw, Malia. It’s okay honey - no need to blush. I’m sure he likes you too. He would be dumb if he didn’t,” with that Lydia took Malia’s hand and squeezed it softly. The dark haired girl smiled in return and whispered a small “Thank you.” It would be a dream come true, if Stiles Stilinski liked her back, but unless he said anything about it to Malia, she would watch him from the distance.

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i know i’ve only had bisammy for a few short weeks, but w/e

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