Everyone has it and no one can lose it, what is it? A shadow.

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@captianofthisvessel
Everyone has it and no one can lose it, what is it? A shadow.
You didn’t see.. me naked right?
Alxander almost rolled his eyes, "No, I didn't. Not unless you want me too."
Stiles Stilinski - Heartbreaking Moments;
"Mom would have believed me."
[+5]
Malia stared blankly at the person as they approached her. “W—Who’re you?”
Alxander takes a deep breath, preparing for yet another dumb speech about this kid, "Stiles, remember, sheriff's kid, saved your ass in the woods."
“——So, will you show up on my porch in a wet t-shirt with some mac and cheese?”
"Part one, done."
{ headcanon }
Alxander has never killed a child. In fact, he's never hurt one. He hates what his mother did to him, what she made him become, and refuses to be that way. If you're a child, he'll never hurt you.
+1 { captianofthisvessel }
Annabelle looked at the older boy, she had never meet him before and she was still not sure wether or not to trust him. Not trusting him was what her father would want her to do. “How do you know my sister?” The small girl asked him softly.
He smiled kindly, crouching down to her level. A cute little thing she was. With quite a sensible mind, if he was any judge of character. "Why, you sister dated my best friend, and I am quite associated with your family. They've helped me a lot." He stood back upright, holding out his hand, "Your sister asked me personally to get you. She'd be quite disappointed if I failed at the simple task."
{ valentine's day } open
"I turned them down." she sighed. "Its not like I’m not flattered or anything but they are just meaningless flings or boys trying to get in my pants." she sighed again leaning against the lockers. "Where are all your valentines?" she questioned back at him.
"Because a gangly awkward boy like me is going to have woman wrapped around to school for him." The truth is, the boy was no where there gangly-awkward yes, but gangly no-he was lean and with muscles that he didn't show. He could have woman wrapped around the block for him but no, you must hide everything.
{+captianofthisvessel}
He couldn’t die, there was no way that he could die. Too many people in her life had already died, and Stiles deserved a chance at life. She remembered back to how Derek saved her, maybe she could do the same for Stiles. “Give me your wrist.” She held out her hand, hand extended with the other balancing on her hip. “Give me your wrist or I’ll take it, I’m stronger then you.”
Alxander wanted to roll his eyes, yeah, she would think she's stronger than him. In reality, he's about 50 times stronger than the strongest wolf. And a lot more clever. He tries to console her by putting his hand on her arm and speaking in a smooth tongue, "Do you remember what happened to Derek? And he was an alpha. You're not, Cora. Please, don't hurt yourself over me." He unexpectedly-to himself and probably her too-tugged her closer and wrapped her in a hug.
"P-please, stop, I don’t want to think about that, I want you to go away. I want you to get out of my mind! I don’t care what you want, my friends, my family, won’t let you stay. They’d kill me before you got the chance to make your mark.” His threat was weakened by the fact that his voice wouldn’t stop shaking.
"Your friends and family and everyone inbetween won't know. I'm very good at hiding those type things. They won't suspect a thing until I'm ripping out their veins and arteries. I've done this for hundreds of years, Stiles, you won't be the first one to have this been done to you. Now if you just stop fighting it, I'll stop fighting. Then I'll heal you. You won't go out the same way your mother did, Stiles."
"I'm a horror movie come true, boy."
"Am I to assume that you have reasoning for this intrusion? Nogitsune.”
"Or maybe I just wanted to see an old friend, Elijah."
(+12)
Isaac was driving to school, something he was doing more often than not lately. He enjoyed finally having a car he could use and not have to walk everywhere all the time, or depend on someone else. He was driving within limit, and that, paired with his werewolf reflexes, allowed him to immediately hit the breaks when someone unexpectedly crossed the street, not even looking. He stopped, inches away from the other person, and got out of the car. “What the hell? I could have run you over!”
Alxander's eyes never left the path he was on, he never looked any other way. He started to cross the road, and without looking up he passed in front of a car. They'd have to stop, right? If not, he'd just leave the body and go to someone else. When someone called to him he finally looked up, "I was aware of that. Bu you didn't so..." He shrugged.
any evil stiles’s wanna torture Isaac?
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