Stilinski

{Independent Stiles Stilinski rp blog. Please message me with any additional questions you may have, since he is still a work in progress. Mun is 18+ with 13 years exp. NSFW is tagged as such, I track 'chessismygame' and I am anon hate free. Enjoy your stay and make sure to read the Rules. Not accepting magic!anons.}

[chessismygame]

So after much consideration, I've decided to move blogs. Give myself a fresh start because I fizzled out kind of quickly and I hated that. So now I'm over at sstlnsk if you want to go there. No obligation to, but I needed to cut my losses.

[chessismygame]

I know I owe all of you. I'm a shit person, a shit rp'er and I'm sorry.

I'm going through a lot of shit and I can't seem to focus on all of this at once and then I get really overwhelmed because I know how it is to be waiting and waiting and waiting. And I'm sorry.

I've got nothing else. Just an apology and I'll try harder. Because none of you deserve me being such a shitty person.

[evolvxd]

Consort to the King

[chessismygame]

He chuckled, lifting a hand to cup his Alpha’s cheek. “And now you dig me,” he stated, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead. “I got lucky with you, you know? If I hadn’t ended up with Scott, or with one of his Betas, which is a total possibility you know, I could have gone anywhere. But I got to be here. With you guys,” he said. It was always a legitimate fear of his, that he’d go somewhere he wouldn’t be allowed back from. And sure, while right now he wasn’t allowed in McCall territory, he thought it was going to be okay. Because he was slowly but steadily earning his place here.

"Oh!" he exclaimed suddenly, and climbed off of Derek’s lap. "Stay here, okay? I have something I want to give you. I finished yours, at least and I think that maybe you should have it now. So that I’m not… you know, putting you on the spot in front of the pack." So with that he turned and ran upstairs, loosening the one little bit of floorboard where he had hidden the bracelets and bits of leather before he held it in his hand, in an attempt to conceal it while he went back to Derek.

He resumed his position on his lap and offered him a nervous smile. “I wanted to get yours done first. For… you know, obvious reasons and all. And if you don’t like it, I totally understand. I don’t even know if it’s something you’d like or want but… I tried.”

Slowly he opened his hands and presented it to him, his eyes downcast in front of him. Because no matter how much he hated being an Omega, certain practices were bound to stick. Like making oneself small while presenting Alpha with anything.

[evolvxd]

Derek’s brows furrowed as Stiles ran off. He was sure it was the present he had been keeping a secret, and now he was more intrigued than ever. When he returned and sat in his lap, he tried peeking around his back and seeing what it was, and before he could blink the hands were open in front of him. He smiled softly and tipped Stiles’ head up, kissing his cheeks gently before accepting the gift and slipping it on his wrist. “It’s amazing, when did you learn leather working?” he asked, tightening the straps until it was snug on his arm. “Are there more for the pack? This is an amazing gift, pup, I’m so proud of you” he said, hugging him close and kissing him again.

[chessismygame]

A sense of pride welled inside of Stiles, that his Alpha was wearing something that he had made. "I learned because there wasn't anything else to do before. Everyone kind of avoided me unless I was at Scott's side," he said with a shrug, lifting Derek's hand to turn it around his wrist, as if testing to make sure it would stay put. "And I'm working on theirs. They're all different, you know? Like all of them," he added, tilting his head to hide it against his shoulder. Even now, he didn't know how to take a compliment.

[chessismygame]

it's ok that people move on. It's not a big deal, in the end.

I'd forget about me too if it were possible.

[theoldestjones-archive-blog]

My muse was almost beaten to death and is now in the hospital. How does your muse react?

[hopelessly-sherlocked]

[teenwolfsterekfan]

[k1nkydreamr]

Visit Original Link

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground

flaws (acoustic) / bastille

[goodtimes-goddess-blog]

Visit Original Link

Crave you | Flight Facilities (Adventure Club Remix)

[all-about-teenwolf]

[misterdarcy]

EVERYONE who reblogs this will be insulted in Shakespearean fashion.

[destielayna]

I am so looking forward to this …

[sherokutakari]

I GOT MINE BEING INSULTED HAS MADE MY NIGHT

[thatstheriddle]

EVERYONE

SHES NOT JOKING

[chessismygame]

ugh i'm so bored. and finally online. but i have no muse at the moment. what the hell is wrong with me?

[werelinski]

[evolvxd]

Consort to the King

[chessismygame]

Stiles crawled back into bed, saving a chunk of the cut up melon and offering it to Derek. “Preserve, definitely,” he said, tilting his head to read the title down the spine of the book that his Alpha was reading. He couldn’t say that he himself had read that one. One of the other English classes had, but not his.

After a while of listening to his Alpha’s breathing and his steady heartbeat as he read, he gently reached out to take it from him, placing the bookmark back in it as he climbed up into his mate’s lap. “I want to be honest with you,” he said gently. “Completely open and honest and unafraid. But you see, I am. Afraid. Afraid of you loving me. Because no one has ever, and it’s not normal for an Alpha to love his Omega. And I’m just… I’m really confused as to why you do. Because I’ve fought you basically every step of the way so far. And it’s only been like, two weeks.”

[evolvxd]

Derek was finished with his food, so he cupped his mate’s thighs as he sat on his lap, eyebrow quirked curiously. As he listened, he took a breath. Derek didn’t know how to explain it, but he would try his best. “It’s a lot deeper than normal love” he began. “I definitely didn’t love you when you first came in since you were such a handful, but once you settled down and became my mate, something—clicked, I guess. The best description of what I’m feeling is a mixture of love and mateship, I suppose.”

[chessismygame]

He chuckled, lifting a hand to cup his Alpha's cheek. "And now you dig me," he stated, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead. "I got lucky with you, you know? If I hadn't ended up with Scott, or with one of his Betas, which is a total possibility you know, I could have gone anywhere. But I got to be here. With you guys," he said. It was always a legitimate fear of his, that he'd go somewhere he wouldn't be allowed back from. And sure, while right now he wasn't allowed in McCall territory, he thought it was going to be okay. Because he was slowly but steadily earning his place here.

"Oh!" he exclaimed suddenly, and climbed off of Derek's lap. "Stay here, okay? I have something I want to give you. I finished yours, at least and I think that maybe you should have it now. So that I'm not... you know, putting you on the spot in front of the pack." So with that he turned and ran upstairs, loosening the one little bit of floorboard where he had hidden the bracelets and bits of leather before he held it in his hand, in an attempt to conceal it while he went back to Derek.

He resumed his position on his lap and offered him a nervous smile. "I wanted to get yours done first. For... you know, obvious reasons and all. And if you don't like it, I totally understand. I don't even know if it's something you'd like or want but... I tried."

Slowly he opened his hands and presented it to him, his eyes downcast in front of him. Because no matter how much he hated being an Omega, certain practices were bound to stick. Like making oneself small while presenting Alpha with anything.

[chessismygame]

"Uhhhh, no?"

[redlipstickscream-archive-blog]

"Then are we gonna do something?"

[chessismygame]

"Like what, exactly?"

[pathfxnder]

US National Anthem in minor key.

 Can this be the trailer music for the next dystopian movie?

[lunchbox-philosopher-deactivate]

literally goosebumps

[chessismygame]

CAN'T WE HAVE A GUEST SPOT FOR COLTON JUST THIS ONCE. I MEAN COME ON. HE'S ALREADY THERE.

[chessismygame]

Sentence Starters

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"My parents know."

"Don’t go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"That isn’t mine."

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"You owe me."

"Just relax."

"I already regret this."

"Where are my clothes?"

"You could have killed someone!"

"I think I broke it."

"Do you love me?"

"We need to talk."

"Never again."

"Do I know you?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"Well that was unexpected."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

"What happened to you?"

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

"I need a hug."

"I could kill you!"

"Kiss me."

"You’re so weird."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"You coward."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"This seems familiar."

"You lied to me!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is that my shirt?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Explain yourself."

"Where were you?"

"You drive me crazy!"

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I need a drink."

"What were you thinking?"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I’m going to be sick."

"For you, I would _____"

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Give it back."

"I have to go."

"Shut up and listen."

"Do you remember this?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Take responsibility."

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Give me another chance."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan."

"That looked easier on TV."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."