𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝 𝙼𝚌𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕

Please choose the appropriate answer 3. When the moon is full tonight, will you kill: A. all of your friends? B. some of your friends? C. most of your friends? D. none of the above?

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temptationsgrasp:

He wasn’t expecting that as soon as Scott got into the car. Gasping at the hand, that seemingly found it’s way to his thigh and squeezing. “I wasn’t being serious- Uh, uh, what I said.” Okay he actually wouldn’t have mind, but he sure as hell wasn’t expecting this. “I’m fine, although you keep doing that I may not be.” He looked down, not looking away from the hand.

He looks down at the hand he'd placed on Jackson's thigh and furrows his brow. Was this upsetting the other? He keeps his hand in place, delivering another gentle squeeze. "I'm not being too rough, am I?" Scott was being oblivious, thinking the motion to be genuinely innocent. He'd just been attempting to comfort Jackson and help him get over whatever had been plaguing him.

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temptationsgrasp:

He stared at the male for a moment, brows arching. Eyes quickly lowered to him self, checking to see if something was on him or had he left him self open. Though nothing was different, and he did in fake shake. “What, you writing a book? Wana inspect it, go on-” Jackson huffed, turning towards the door while Scott dealt with whatever it was he had been buying. Taking a seat right back in his car, and waiting for the other- Soft hands rubbing over his face as he groaned. 

   Scott is highly amused by Jackson and his moods. He could tell the other was frustrated, but by what? He was going to find out. Scott returns to the car and opens his door, shutting it behind him once he sat down. “Are you okay?” Scott reaches over, affectionately squeezing the other’s thigh. “If something’s bugging you I wanna know.” 

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brokcnstilinski:

“I’m sure hell be fine.” Mickey rolled his eyes. Mickey did want to get out of Beacon Hills, just not with his brother. “I was considering a road trip, but my Dad said no since I didn’t have anyone to bring with me…”

   “I’ll go, sure.” Scott shrugs his shoulders before a bright smile illuminates his features. “It’ll be a nice change of scenery. Hopefully murderous creatures don’t follow us wherever we go.” That was a joke in poor taste and it’s not until it leaves his lips that Scott realizes this. He sucks his teeth before exhaling. “Where did you want to go?” 

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temptationsgrasp:

“Who said I won’t like it?” He muttered, almost forgetting Scott could hear even his whispers. “I mean- Sooo, uh- Yeah…” He cleared his throat, hands tightening on the steering wheel. “Lets stop here!” He murmured, pulling over into the gas station parking lot. “Gotta piss!” Jackson shouted, stepping from the car and already moving towards the bathroom. 

   Jackson was acting odd. Scott was going to figure out why and would in time. He watches the other park his Porsche before he exits and follows after the other. Inside he gets a few drinks and a pack of skittles for himself and Jackson to share. When the other finishes Scott is already at the registering and paying for his items. “How’d it go in there, huh?” He beams at him, perking a brow. “I hope you remembered to shake it.” 

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would anybody be interested in a plot based on final fantasy xiv? I’ve got a plot in mind that works well with Scott. I’m craving that and gb! Allison, Stiles and a few other canon characters. 

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brokcnstilinski:

Mikey shrugged, his eyes on the other boy. “Dad wants to take me and Stiles on some kind of camping trip, and I need a reason out of it,” he admitted. “I know he means well, but I’ve been isolated long enough.” That wasn’t his real reason, but Scott didn’t need to know the truth.

  “So, you’re gonna abandon Stiles out in the wild?” He asks, wearing a smirk. “I think he’d admire your ingenuity. I don’t plan on doing much other than hanging out around here.” Which sounded lame as shit. “I’m open to suggestions if you have any though.”  

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temptationsgrasp:

“Not going into that-” He murmured, ignoring the question altogether as he focused his attention on a few passing cars. He wanted this to be a fun time, not something that will get them arguing. “Yeah, more, you know sex and maybe even more after that.” Was it that hard to put together? 

Slowly the cogs within his mind turn before Scott is struck with realization. “Oh!” He clears his throat and rubs shyly at the nape of his neck. He had assumed that they were still together. “It’s all good. I’m going with you now and I won’t make you do anything you won’t. Like apologizing.” 

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temptationsgrasp:

“Should I also make a list of reasons you should be as well?” He shot back, thumb drumming against the steering wheel. “Maybe it’s best we don’t talk about that and just move on from it, no apologies.” He glanced over, quickly looking away when he noticed Scott was staring at him. “Danny was busy and Lydia… She’d expect more… Which I don’t wan’t.” 

  He gasps and narrows his eyes at Jackson. “What’d I do?” He looks genuinely confused by his statement and had always thought himself a good sport toward Jackson. “Alright, can do. Forgive and forget, right?” Scott draws a breath before the other grasps his attention again. “More?” 

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averyspecificscent:

“It’s not your fault! I’m a total klutz too.” Still, despite the other student’s stature, he had been knocked on his feet without a second glance. That kind of ease was intimidating. And wholly fascinating. “Just finished up with my classes too. Don’t have to be back here for a few days, actually.” He smiles wide, showing teeth, glad that he had finally finished his tests. “Thanks for not being a jerk.”

 “For a few days?” Scott was envious as he had to come back tomorrow for three classes in a row. “It’s no big deal, dude. I wouldn’t have chewed your head off. It was all my fault anyway.” He tells Charley with a sheepish grin before he offers his hand for the other to shake. “I’m Scott, by the way.” 

[scottdaily]

scott’s cutest romantic moments ► 1/∞

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temptationsgrasp:

He sort of figured that question would come up eventually, though not so soon. The male sighing as he looked over towards the male, though his gaze stayed low, refusing to look at Scott in the eyes. “Sorry? Why would I be apologizing?” Sure he was sorry, but he wasn’t the type to do all this. Truth be told, he just wanted to spend some time with McCall, maybe alone time. “Why does it even matter why?” 

"You know why, Jackson. Do I really need to make a list of the reasons why you should?" He lifts his dark brows at the other, still wearing a smirk. Scott wasn't the type to hold grudges and it was evident by his tone that he was only teasing Jackson. "I'm just curious, honestly. You could've asked Danny or Lydia to go with you and you chose me of all people." Scott turns in his seat to look at the other better, noting how he keeps averting his gaze. "Either you're playing at something or you're being genuinely nice." The latter of which was quite shocking.

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temptationsgrasp:

Assholes- His mind screams it the moment that arm rose and he flexed. Jacksons shoulder flinches, more so flexes as he looks away from the arm. Things he wouldn’t mind doing to that tattoo and that bicep all with his mouth among other parts of his body. He breaths a little heavier, heart rate increasing. “Alright, alright, stupid question.” He admits, now not sure what to talk about. 

   Though it was indiscernible to the human ear Scott was able to make out his heightened heartbeat.  “I’ve gotta ask, Jackson.” He starts, tilting his chin so he can look over at him. “Why’d you ask me to come with you? I know we haven’t gotten a long before and this seems really random.” Scott then smiles, offering Jackson a dopey and crooked grin. “Is this your way of saying sorry?” 

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tonight I'm loving you || CLOSED

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lcveonme:

Like blood in the water, both wolves were instantly more alert at the small motion Scott made, their eyes meeting each other’s over the Alpha’s shoulder in a silent moment of communication before Ethan nodded just slightly and Aidan grinned wickedly. Almost simultaneously, they moved in closer until Scott was practically trapped between them, as if they were predators circling their prey in anticipation for the kill.

“Hmm, no. We’re not.” Aidan leaned in even closer as Ethan replied to Scott, brazenly trailing his nose up the soft skin of Scott’s neck for easier access to that scent that clung to his nostrils, nearly making him salivate at the rush of hormones he could smell wafting from the Alpha. Ethan watched, eyes glittering with unabashed interest, before he moved closer as well, slipping a hand around Scott’s waist to bring their hips together tightly, letting the other feel his rapidly lengthening cock nudge against his own even through his jeans, earning himself a low growl from Aidan that went mostly unnoticed over the music except by Ethan who smirked at his twin and turned his attention back to Scott. “But you’re not either. Are you, Scott?” Ethan leaned in to breathe lightly into Scott’s ear on the side that wasn’t currently occupied by Aidan. “You’re a really bad liar, Scott.” He chuckled, rolling his hips up against Scott before licking a wet stripe onto the column of his throat teasingly.

He allows both of the twins to press against him, caging the alpha between their bodies. Combined their scent washes over the alpha, forcing his wolf to rise to the surface for a glimmer of a second. He sucks his teeth before chuckling at the brazen display of lust given by the twins. "You're not shy about what you want. I've always admired that about you." Scott admits, tilting his head back so Ethan could nose at it without obstruction. He grips Aiden by his hips, grinding their hard cocks together. "I followed your scents here. You're both needier than usual tonight." Scott lets out a groan as his neck was further assaulted. "You were gonna fuck a human and still be left wanting more. Why not let a true alpha please you?" Scott offers, his eyes flashing crimson before he catches Aiden's chin between thumb and forefinger. He presses a kiss to those lips, deepening it shortly afterward. His tongue engages in a dance that rivals the activity going on around them. Scott finally pulls away, a string of saliva connecting their lips. "So, your place or mine? Or we can always sneak off to the bathroom. Either way, I’m fucking both of you."

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temptationsgrasp:

He should have expected an answer like that, answer with a question but seem all innocent. Jackson was probably thinking too much into it, but he couldn’t help but be weary. Even so the company was going to be nice, it would mean less drinking and more having fun with someone. “We can stop later and get them out of your bag, drank a lot of water earlier and I’ll probably have to piss here soon.” Jackson’s eyes went from the road to Scott, to Scott back to the road and so forth. He wanted to make conversation yet wasn’t sure what exactly to say that wasn’t mean. “So…” Clearing his throat, and rolling his window down a little. “Why haven’t you ever been to a beach house, have you even ever been to a beach?”

  “I’ll get us some sodas if we stop somewhere. I figure by then I’ll have to use the bathroom too.” Scott was oblivious to the other and his efforts to make conversation. He was on his own planet and far too busy admiring the passing scenery. Scott laughs at the question, his brows furrowing. “Have I ever been to the beach?” He raises his tattooed bicep and gives it a flex. “Do I like like somebody that’s never been to a beach?” 

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temptationsgrasp:

   Jackson wasn’t sure what to make of this- Brows furrowed, facial expression somewhat confused as he stares at Scott. He had expected some form of decline, some rejection here and yet he got met with open arms and happiness. That made Jackson curious, just how lonely Scott was since they technically weren’t that great of friends or friends at all. When McCall finally turned around, the male loosened up with his shoulders rolling, expression fading , lips curling into a tiny smile. Jackson? Yeah, he was that lonely, and probably that desperate for someone to be around. 

   After he had finished packing, he loaded up and found him self arriving a bit early at McCalls place. Though it seemed despite being early the guy was ready, which only meant a slight early start. After loading up Scotts’ things, he was off. “I’m a little surprised you didn’t back out..” He voiced, eyes glancing over at the male. “We’ll arrive around seven depending on traffic, did you bring anything to keep you occupied or snacks?” 

   “Why would I, dude?” Scott asks with a perked brow, climbing into his porsche. Unlike Jackson he hadn’t accepted the offer due to desperation and instead chose to tag along because he thought it’d be a good time. They weren’t the best of friends but it was a chance for them to mend their friendship. “I’ve got my phone to keep me busy and I brought some water and some snacks.” He sucks his teeth, “--I think they’re in my bag though.” 

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sex-dxlls:

“I was just wondering if you wanted to go um… Rock climbing?” Nate panicked and made up some fun activity that he didn’t even like, he was jut trying to make conversation with Scott.

   “Rock climbing? I’d love that.” It would be a way to test his strength and his reflexes. “Where at? I know they’ve got some places where you can do that indoors.” 

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temptationsgrasp:

  This boy was far too cheery, and that fucking smile just irked him among other things that he refused to acknowledge. “Considering it’s a vacation getaway, it’s nice.” Nicer than most place, or just about every place in beacon hills. His jaw tightened just staring at McCall, did he want to punch that pretty face or kiss it. “Just be ready McCall, and bring comfortable clothes.”

   “I’m so excited for this, dude, you have no idea.” Scott wasn’t sure how to thank Jackson for his generous offer and wasn’t sure what to make of it. He knew he wasn’t exactly at the top of Jackson’s list of favorite people which only left him even more confused. He wasn’t going to turn down a trip to a beach house either way. “I’ll be ready!” Scott gives Jackson a friendly pat on his shoulder before he starts off, shooting him a grin over his shoulder. “I’ll see you in a while!”       His duffel bag was packed and ready moments after he arrived home. Melissa was skeptical of Jackson of all people whisking her son away but she allowed it. Scott was set on going and nothing could stop him. He’d taken the advice given by his rival and packed with comfort in mind. When Jackson finally arrived he hopped up and out of his bed, kissed his mother goodbye and was outside. “Hey, you’re early for once.”