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. headcanon - wings .
stiles does, in fact, have wings. they come in painfully by literally bursting from his shoulders, and not until his magic has matured some. however, when they do come through i imagine them to look something like they do in this promo i threw together. however, within the wings there is webbing much like a spider's, but thicker and more vine like. it's silken to the touch, but bendable with the consistency of rubber. his wings are his greatest defense, even greater than his magic. whenever stiles feels in danger, threatened, or that he needs to defend himself, the webbing thickens and binds together to become stronger than steel and can cut through nearly anything. however, his wings are also his weakness. if touched at the base (where they grow from between his shoulder blades and around his spine) it's practically a shut-down button for him, due to the fact the pain never goes away after bursting through. it's ignorable, yes, but as soon as it's contacted, it takes him down. because of this, he's highly, highly protective of his back and will nearly attack anyone that sneaks up on him. (and that's for various other reasons, too, but we'll... we'll ignore that for now.) around the frame (as seen in the promo) it feels like bone, but more scale-like and leathery with a strange oily feeling to them. the bone is very fragile to allow flight, but retrieving any part of this bone is also another weakness - a blade made out of it could kill him.
'Why am I wearing black? What are you, an idiot? I just came from a funeral. You know, people wear black at funerals. Get out of my face.'
. kochanie. )
"I’m holding you hostage. You’re not getting away without kisses.”
❛ hostage? mm, of course you are. guess i'll just.. have to kiss my way OUT of this, then. what a shame. ❜
Heaven help me, I didn't see the devil in your eyes
drafts currently sit at two. i'll get to them later when i'm not being an absolutely lazy piece of shit. like for a possible starter when i return?
…sᴛɪʟᴇs, ᴛʜɪs ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ. ❜ ❛ ᴏʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪs. & ɪ’ᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ… [( i’m just another ɹǝʇsuoɯ. )]
. thiievery. )
❛ ah oh, fuck, fuck me. ❜
he fucked up. oh god, did he majorly fuck up. his skin's still smeared with BLOOD, crimson taint still dripping from his finger tips. irises still gleam brilliant silver, soft sapphire tinging said silver as he stares.
❛ ...you, uh, you WEREN'T standing there a minute or so ago. ❜
*puts my hand on your shoulder* listen. I DID mean to make you upset and i DO think your opinions are shit
. langdcns. )
pardon him for not really watching where he's going. he's in some sort of a blind panic no unfortunate pun intended & can't seem to calm himself. he's rushing to get home, but his gaze is trained on his feet, at least until another pair of feet meet his line of sight & he finds himself SLAMMING full force into another being. a soft gasp of surprise is yanked from his lungs & past his lips as his gaze jerks up.
❛ ...oh my god. sorry. sorry, dear god. ❜
. fazbearfreddy. )
❛ are you just going to continue to stand there & stare like an absolute CREEP that googles shit like 'virgin boy assholes,' or are you going to actually, i don't know, say something? ❜
going to be doing some school shit, but like for a starter when i finish?
Everyone has it but no one can lose it. What is it, Stiles?
A shadow.
:// rude ass. )
he stares at the other for a moment. little shit. clever, though. ”-that’s cute. i’m sure all the boys go crazy for that sad attempt at whatever the fuck that was.” ”-shouldn’t you be burning down someones house right now?”
the boy wants to smile god, does he want to but alas, he doesn't. decides to keep smirking, irises glinting in the dull light, brilliant copper as they meet the other's. laughs, yes, but doesn't SMILE. fingernails absently tap a rhythm upon lacquered wood that has long since been worn, still steaming coffee in front of him.
❛ houses? god, no. i was thinking more along the lines of PEOPLE. ❜
excuse me can u not with ur adorable face.
heart eyes @ u
:// rude ass. )
”-we’d be here all night.” ”-the fuck’s up with your eyes?”
a pause, then a soft chuckle passes through his lips. he supposes that was a fair enough return. he quirks his head, just the slightest, lips quirking heavenward in AMUSEMENT.
❛ oh, you see, i'm sick with an ever so rare case of none-of-your-fucking-business-itis. it's unfortunately uncured. ❜