I'm still human

Ignaczek "Duran" Stilinski. Twin OC from the Teen Wolf fandom, mutli-fandom friendly! Young adult punk who fights first, asks questions later. Please read rules and bio before interacting!

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moved!

New blog is over HERE. See you there!

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moved!

New blog is over HERE. See you there!

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moved!

New blog is over HERE. See you there!

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i fail at being here. so i’m gonna archive this blog and make some major changes and start over. new blog will be up in a few days or so, same url @ discngaged.

but basically duran’s going to be indie instead of fandom based, to make it easier for me to come on here. but i miss this asshole and need to be better about being on duran. see you on the other side!

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i fail at being here. so i’m gonna archive this blog and make some major changes and start over. new blog will be up in a few days or so, same url @ discngaged.

but basically duran’s going to be indie instead of fandom based, to make it easier for me to come on here. but i miss this asshole and need to be better about being on duran. see you on the other side!

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                                                Bring it ᴀʟʟ.                               It’s 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 to take me down.

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if y’all want to interact with me, i’m always more active over on @bheithann as it’s my main blog/fandom!

i try to be here as often as i can now that i have muse for duran again, but he’s sadly secondary now. <3 

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blindhim‌.

           “that’s  what  i’m  for. ”  cosmo retorted without missing a beat but he flashed duran a toothy smile regardless. a road trip. how often had they talked about it growing up and yet never been able to actually do it? the plan was years in the making, driving the eight hours from beacon hills, to san francisco, perhaps stopping along the way and staying at some random motels, eating food, finding some touristy bullshit to take pictures of or climb for giggles.  “ i  will  take  the  radio  privileges  FROM  you,  you  know  i  will. ”  driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.

           “ san  fran. ”  cosmo said with a crooked grin,  “ pit  stop  in  sacramento  for  the  night  and  carry  on  through. ”

           honestly anywhere outside of beacon hills was a dream, so duran couldn’t really complain about where cosmo took him. he was definitely bordering hyper, which was probably why duran was making a fuss about the music. “you can try to pry my heavy metal from my cold dead hands,” he joked. “no one takes my music from me, obnoxious or no.” he knew very well that cosmo could. they’ve fought countless times in the past, and duran was looking forward to even having a go on one of their pit stops.

            “san fran, huh? i hear it’s really nice looking.” he’s practically bouncing in his seat. he’s always seen pictures, but he’s sure seeing in in person will be the best.

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volatilehearted‌.

“No, you just go get a job. They’ll train you to do whatever the job needs you to do. Everybody has to go through it, nobody’s just born knowing how to do a job. Probably don’t mention the torture chamber, though?”

"But....where do I even apply?” Duran felt completely lost. He knew how it was supposed to work, but now that he was actually faced with this possibility, he felt completely useless. “What kinds of jobs are there? Can I get a....no-people kind of job?”

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defectiveanarchy‌.

     “ Wow, where haven’t I heard tha’ in all my my life? God, someone’s fucking stuck in th’ early 2000s, hee hee. Here you are soundin’ so tough, it’s jus’ adorable~. ” There would be a slight JOLT at the other’s skin like someone rubbed their feet along carpet and TOUCHED HIM. Yet there’s no one there…      “ But yer sayin’ you’ll have me on my back? I dunno about tha’; you’ll have ta buy me dinner first~. ”

           Duran jerked back, hands automatically coming up to shield his face. But that was just his instinctual response -- he was unsettled by the shock. It was more and more apparent that there was something UNHUMAN about this guy, and Duran was afraid to ask.

            “What are you?” He took a step back, keeping his arms firmly in place. It wouldn’t protect against any electric attacks, but he was at least braced for a physical one.

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mcrkfischbach‌.

                    ❝ … ❞ He’s pretty sure he had an idea of what to say but his mind had cleared, only leaving him to stare dumbly at the other for a few seconds. Mark’s certain that’s the most truest thing he’d heard of himself and it only sparks a snicker from him in response.  ❝ That’s entirely true, uh – sure? ❞

           Duran’s already fumbling to pull out his phone. His hands are shaking with excitement, but he’s trying his best to keep calm. Oh man, he’s glad no one back home can see him like this.

           He turns around, standing right next to Mark, and holding his phone out, ready to snap a selfie. “If it wasn’t obvious,” he says, “I watch your shit and think you’re pretty cool.”

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there is a thin line between being sassy and being an asshole and i cross it every day

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I’m alive!

My mental health took a bit of a dump over the past few days, along with any desire to do a whole lot of writing. I’m doing MUCH better now, and ready to write! I’ll be here in a bit to tackle drafts. I’m just finishing up over on my main account, but rest assured I’ll get Duran back up and running here shortly!

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defectiveanarchy‌:

     Isn’t it so FUCKING EASY to push at buttons when all you need to say is the most TRIVIAL shit? “ So cute~. It makes me almost not wanna stab yer face in! People nowadays are  so sensitive  with shit tha’ goes on in th’ world so I suppose I can give a benefit of th’ doubt – Pity’s all I can give~. ” 

           “I don’t give a shit about your pity.” There was something unnerving about this guy. Duran didn’t know what it was, and he half wondered if it was too late to back out. He had the sensation this was a fight he couldn’t win ----- but he was so obnoxious. Raising a fist, Duran lifted his chin.

            “You have no idea what I’ve been trhough. I can take almost anyone. Try and stab me, I’ll have you on your back faster than you can blink.”

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rubyscout‌:

Shawn tilted his head to the side as his eyebrows furrowed together. He looked over to the trash can. Thinking that this guy was being sarcastic, he rolled his eyes.

“Cute. Anyway. I’ve heard of your team but I don’t really see you guys. What is it that you do exactly?”

“I don’t even know,” Duran said. He was still bored, and running the entire base by himself was far more boring than he’d thought. He MISSED the rest of his team, but there was really nothing he could do while they were all gone.

“We’re basically elite spies.” He sighed. “Lots of training, technology, all that boring, kinda fun stuff. It’s a lot of work, even when running solo.”

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skepticspooked‌:

        “ and THAT is why you do what i do —– and IGNORE IT. you’ll find it so much easier to deal with… by NOT dealing with it. ”

          “honestly it just sucks that the people i run with aren’t human, but they’re still pretty chill anyway.” he shrugs --- keeping a perfectly straight face. to duran, this is just life. “it’s still overrated.”

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defectiveanarchy‌:

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     “ Well, it  takes  one ta  know  one, so I have assumed correctly! ” An OBNOXIOUS cackle. “ But yeah, indulge me in tha’ shit so I can get a good laugh. We all need a laugh in life, eh? ”

            WAS HE BEING MOCKED? Duran didn’t like this guy already. One hand clenched into a fist as he stared. “Your face deserves to be laughed at,” he retorted. Lame, but if there was a fight about to go down, he was ready.