Stiles Stilinski

This is an RP account for the hqeden RP.

[hqestiles]

lavaleurs‌:

peggy was supposed to meet a client down in north eden. however, something “came up”, promptly cutting off their meeting. brilliant, she thought bitterly to herself as she ordered another cup of coffee and a slice of pie from the diner she was waiting at. she took the train all this way only to be left to her own devices. she was about to take out a file for a different client from her suitcase when a sprightly man approached her. “erm, i’ve only just been here today. i don’t really go around here…” she trailed off, but managed to provide him a proper answer afterwards, “you could try the c h e r r y pie ? i’m getting my second slice in a few minutes. it’s quite excellent.”

“Cherry pie?” Now that didn’t sound bad at all. “That’s actually a great recommendation, I’ll put my full trust in you and your taste buds.” Stiles smiled at the woman and curiously glanced at her suitcase. “So, what brings you to Eden? I feel that I should know a bit more about the person who suggested what I eat.” He shrugged, unsure if the continued conversation was something she’d be up for. “My name’s Stiles, by the way.”

[hqestiles]

rerites‌:

          ❛   look,  i  don’t  know  what  you’re  talkin’  about.   ❜     he  does,  actually.   jj  had  just  spent  an  hour  running  from  the  cops  &  all  the  way  back  to  the  cut  due  to  a  minor  misunderstanding  about  a  breaking  &  entering  that  he  was  definitely  involved  in.     ❛   i  didn’t  do  shit.   ❜     head  turns,  the  impulsive  need  to  lie  to  clear  his  name  spitting  like  venom  from  chapped  lips.     ❛   i  was  fuckin’  surfing.   ain’t  that  right  ?   they  saw  me.   tell  ‘em.   ❜

Stiles had watched the situation unfold with barely hidden curiousity and didn’t show his surprise of being involved. Without thinking, he immediately replied with a grin, “Yup, surfing. That’s what my man was doing.” He shrugged, turning to completely look at the guy. “Which, speaking of, are you coming? The others sent me out to come and get you before all the food’s gone. You need to get your energy up, so we can go back and catch more waves later.”

[hqestiles]

ericareyesexe‌:

Okay, so she couldn’t run away real quick, but, again, that was probably for the best. Erica rubbed the metal tag of her bracelet between her fingers. 

“Do you really want to?” she asked, sheepishly. “I know I said interesting but they’ve really been more of a headache and boring.” she back peddled. She looked pointedly at the milkshake Stiles had abandoned in favor of his demolishing of the breadbasket. “Like, watching the cookies sink to the bottom of that cream via melting might be more enjoyable.”  Probably just as awkward. 

Stiles raised his eyebrow at that. “Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s cool! But, y’know,” he started absentmindedly playing with the straw of his milkshake after Erica had drawn his attention back to it, “if you decided you wanted to, I’d listen.” With that, he took a sip of the milkshake and closed his eyes, enjoying the cold drink. “Mh, this is so good!” Slowly, he leaned back in his seat, stretching slightly. “So, you’re working here now,” Stiles picked the conversation up again, “what else do you do, when you’re not working?”

[hqestiles]

syncdic‌:

         𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 , mimicking her old mentor & teacher , a smirk at the corners of her lips as she shuts her eyes for a moment . “ yes , i’m getting a sense … a strong one … “ a pause. “ that you’re a nerd . “

“I mean, you’re not wrong.” Stiles replied, grinning. “I’ve been called a nerd once or twice in my life. But I have to say, I’m curious, how did you guess?”

[hqestiles]

syncdic‌:

                𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒖𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆’𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 and eyes on the young witch . “ oh ! did i steal your table ? “ she’s seconds from standing up and letting out an overabundant amount of apologies . “ it was an ACCIDENT if i did , “ she gives a forced yet uncomfortable smile . josie wasn’t a complete angel but she had enough manners to not steal someone’s seat at the cafe . 

Stiles flinched when he heard the girl’s voice. “Oh no, no, you’re good. I’m sorry,” he replied, waving his hand around. “I was just,” he paused, smiling sheepishly, “in thoughts. It happens and I really hope it didn’t make you feel uncomfortable or anything.” The man kept on rambling. “I sit right over there, I just needed another coffee” he continued, trailing off awkwardly and nodding at a table close to hers where his laptop was still sitting. 

[hqestiles]

Wraith

Wraith: How does your muse connect to the afterlife?

(TW: death mention)

Stiles had always thought a lot about a possible afterlife ever since his Mom had died. As a kid, he hoped that there was one and that his Mom was there, watching him, guarding him and being proud of him. After everything that happened surrounding the Nogitsune, Stiles still believes in an afterlife but he isn’t so sure anymore if it’s as peaceful as he’d imagined it when he was younger. 

[hqestiles]

4, 9, 50

[ask me numbers]

(TW: death mention)

4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents?

Stiles loves his parents and would do anything (and did do anything) to keep his Dad alive and well. One good memory with his Dad might seem small to others but is every time, his Dad listens to him and takes care of his diet. A bad memory is definitely the time he held his mother’s hand when she died. 

9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals?

Animals love Stiles and usually he loves them right back. Though he does have some issues with some ... weres. But generally, he likes animals and even owns a dog to keep him company. 

50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

Reeses, baseball bat, his laptop, flannels, mones, fake IDs and you know, the usual: ropes, handcuffs and the sort.

[hqestiles]

ericareyesexe‌:

Well, shit, he was still cute, Erica thought, as Stiles bashfully rubbed at his neck. She did not have the mental energy to rekindle and deal with the resurgence of her old crush. She was also too old for that. Really. Even if the unshaven look was a good different.  

Nope. Not going there. 

“My past couple months have been interesting, to say the least,” Erica hedged, watching as Stiles practically demolished the food in front of him. Why had she thought this was a good idea again? What was she supposed to say? Hi, Stiles. I’m lonely, also super weird. Definitely still a freak. Would you mind being acquaintances? I know you never even really paid attention to me in high school but you weren’t a dick to me and that’s where my standards are. 

Her throat felt dry. Stiles seemed like a decent person. She had to try to make some more connections in this town. She fidgeted with her bracelet, rolling it around on her wrist so the band kept flipping from the medical symbol to her information over and over again. Hell, maybe Stiles knew a bit about what happened to her before she had run away. All her parents had told her is she had started hanging with a bad crowd. She just– she still didn’t really know what to say.  “–I can get you more bread if you want?”

Stiles hadn’t realized that he had finished almost all of the bread already. Well. That happened.

He hesitated for a moment before replying. 

“Honestly, I’m good for now, I mean, I do have more food coming.” Stiles grinned at her. “Though I would like to hear about your interesting last couple of months, if you want to talk about it.” Shrugging, he added, “Believe me when I say nothing will surprise me.” 

The way she had mentioned her last few months and something else about her made it seem like she was hesitant to leave. Now if that meant she wanted to talk about whatever happened, that was something Stiles didn’t know. But her not running away and throwing him out was a good start at least. 

[hqestiles]

“If I had to rate on a scale of one to ten just how much I’m craving some Reese’s right now, I’d have to say it’s a solid twelve.” Stiles said, to no one really, as he entered the diner. The irony wasn’t lost on him but as a matter of fact, he had to eat something of substance before he could indulge in some sweets. Even though he felt like the sweets were calling him already. Before he could lose the inner fight against himself, he turned to the next person he saw; “Hey, so, I hope I’m not bothering you but I’m feeling a little adventurous and want to try something new but I’m bad at making decisions so, what’s your favorite food here?”

[ijustdontlikepeople]

Stiles Stilinski Aesthetic

[hqestiles]

banshee

Banshee: Has your muse had a close call with death?

(tw: death mention)

Stiles is prone to getting in dangerous situations (what with his best friend having turned into a werewolf and thus entering the world of the supernatural), so he had a few close calls, plus that one time he actually died to save his dad - which led to him being possessed by the Nogitsune. 

[hedakylo]

Mythical Creature Ask Meme

Send a mythical creatures & I will respond to the corresponding question!

Acromantula: Has your muse saved a life?

Banshee: Has your muse had a close call with death?

Basilisk: Has your muse been responsible for the death of another?

Centaur: Has your muse experienced a physical altercations?

Chimera: Does your muse tend to be aggressive?

Cyclops: Does your muse immerse them self in a single task?

Dragon: How does your muse connect to fire?

Elf: Does your muse value appearance?

Griffin: Does your muse have any priceless possessions?

Hippogriff: Does your muse have a high level of self worth?

Hydra: Does your muse have a reoccurring problem?

Kraken: What haunts your muse?

Manticorn: What does your muse fear?

Mermaid: How does your muse connect to water?

Minotaur: What secret does you muse keep hidden?

Niffler: Does your muse value wealth?

Nymph: How does your muse connect to earth?

Orcs: Does your muse tend to be protective?

Pegasus: How does your muse connection to air?

Phoenix: Who was your muse in their past life?

Pixie: How does your muse tend to get into trouble?

Siren: Does your muse often act in revenge?

Sphinx: How does your muse value loyalty?

Succubus: How does your muse view sexuality?

Thestral: Has your muse witnessed the death of another?

Thunderbird: Does your muse value honor?

Troll: Does your muse have a collection?

Unicorn: Which of the Seven Heavenly Virtues relates to your muse?

Vampire: Which of the Seven Deadly Sins relates to your muse?

Wendigo: What makes your muse gluttonous?

Werewolf: What makes your muse lose control?

Wraith: How does your muse connect to the afterlife?

Super detailed questions about your OCs

1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect? 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? 12. What is their favourite food? 13. What is their least favourite food? 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else 19. What’s their least favourite genres? 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes? 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? 29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? 35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? 41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?

[hqestiles]

[“Some of us have to make mistakes; some of us have to get our hands a little bloody sometimes; some of us are human”]

General Information

- Name: Mieczyslaw Stiles Stilinski - Age: 22 - Gender: cismale - Sexuality: panromantic, grey ace - Occupation: Law Enforcement Student Appearance

- Hair color: brown - Eye color: brown - Height: 5 ft 10" // 178 cm

About Stiles

Stiles is from the show Teen Wolf. He’s the only son of Sheriff Stilinski (his mother died years ago). He does have a different first name but it is one that Stiles is keeping an airtight secret, so everyone calls him Stiles - including his dad.

Stiles himself is human (who has ADHD), he does know about the supernatural world though as he pretty much stumbled into it when his best friend Scott was bitten by a werewolf and turned into one himself. Ever since, a lot has happened but the most important bits to know are that he is human, wants to stay human and researched pretty much everything there is to know about the world of the supernatural. He was once possessed by the Nogitsune (a demon who feeds on chaos, pain and strife - if you want to know more about this, or Stiles in general, please read here). Stiles still remembers everything that happened while he was possessed.

Personality:

- He’s sarcastic, almost never shuts up (though he does have his quiet moments) and is very passionate. - When he talks about a topic, he definitely knows what he’s talking about as he’s most likely done a lot of research about it and if he doesn’t know something, he will research for hours until he’s satisfied with the information he has. - He is a loyal friend and would do anything for his friends, almost no questions asked.

Life in Eden:

In Eden, everything up until right after his possession by the Nogitsune is what Stiles remembers - obviously with everything set in Eden. Everything that happened after that is kind of a blur to him but he has started to study Law Enforcement to follow into his dad’s footsteps.

[hqestiles]

ericareyesexe‌:

Erica walked slowly, hyper-focused on the tray in her hands. She stopped in front of Stiles’ table, carefully unloading the coke, milkshake, and bread in front of him with only the slightest wobble. The manager was currently in the back doing paperwork so Erica slid into the other side of the booth, propping her tray up on the side. 

That was as far as she planned. Okay, she had planned to say something. Preferably something cool, or smooth. Something mature and not ridiculous. Her cheeks flushed a faint pink as she looked across the table at Stiles. She hadn’t planned in detail though, and now it was kicking her ass. “So…” she managed. “The stubble is different.” It was very… Derek Hale. She never had found out if Stiles had actually started dating the guy she kept seeing him around with sophomore year. 

Stiles was surprised that Erica already sat down - he expected her to wait until it was time for desserts, not that he was complaining. He murmured a quick ‘thanks’ before taking a sip of his coke. 

At her comment, he shrugged and rubbed his neck. “Well, it took me long enough to be able to grow at least a bit of stubble, so I’m enjoying it as much as I can,” he grinned, before adding a sheepish, “I do hope it’s a good different.” 

Did she seem slightly flushed? It was probably his mind playing a trick on him. 

While he was trying  to think of what to say, he dug into the bread - a satisfied almost purr leaving his lips. He hadn’t realized he was that hungry. “The bread’s so good. - Anyway, so, how have you been? I mean, it’s been a while since I last saw you.” He really hoped that she wasn’t going to immediately shut off again - if she did, he’d have to rethink his approach - but not before having some food in his system. Thinking was hard while hungry.

[hqestiles]

ericareyesexe‌:

“Well, I always did think I was a little bit psychic,” Erica joked absently, standing back up and pulling out her pad to scribble Stiles’ order down. She looked up from it to eye him carefully, he was a bit red. Maybe she should check the thermostat or offer to shutter the window. She pushed it to the back of her mind, she’d bring it up if he continued to look warm. 

“So, that’s an order of the Steak Cheese Fries, a coke, and a cookies n’ cream milkshake?” she asked with her eyebrow raised. She wasn’t letting him get out of his promise. If she was going to have to talk about the shitty olden’ days she was going to get her bigger tip, damn it. “–I’ll go put that right in,” she told him, not really giving him a chance to disagree before turning around to disappear int the kitchen. 

Stiles didn’t even attempt to get a word in - not that he would’ve had a chance with how quickly Erica had disappeared. 

While she was putting his order in, Stiles got out his small notebook that he always carried on him and which he used to write everything out that seemed off to him in any way. He had started it a few years ago and it helped him feel more in control. He flipped the notebook open, going past the page dedicated to Allison - he was going to set up another one of those boards at home, wasn’t he? Getting out his pen, he tapped it on the table a few times before starting to write everything down in regards to Erica. 

Once he was done, he flipped through the pages in the notebook. More than one page was dedicated to Malia - but whenever he tried to read most of his notes about her, it seemed like the letters were starting to blur into each other and he wasn’t going to pretend that it didn’t scare the shit out of him every single time.

The last time he hadn’t been able to read... Well. No. 

With a small thump, he closed his notebook and tossed it back into his backpack and waited for Erica to return.

[hqestiles]

ericareyesexe‌:

A small but more honest smile spread slowly on Erica’s lips, it’s warm reaching her eyes for the first time in the conversation. “If you’re anything like I remember I think I can believe you.” 

She glanced back down and reached for Stiles’ menu, the medically mandated metal tag on her bracelet making a soft clinking noise as it brushed the table. She flipped it open to the right page and pointed at a dish. “Steak Cheese Fries,” she suggested, smile turning sheepish. Hopefully, this didn’t give away how much she had watched him in high school, admitting to her old crush on him was not in the plan.  

Stiles couldn’t help but smile back at Erica, feeling a rush of relief run through him. He didn’t seem like he completely fucked up. And well, he now definitely knew that he could try and ask her what exactly she remembered about him. Maybe this would give him some answers. 

As she leaned to take his menu, Stiles immediately noticed the medical bracelet and without even really meaning to, his eyes scanned the band for any information he could gather from it. Epilepsy. Two kinds of medication. Interesting. Did that mean she wasn’t a werewolf anymore?

At her suggestion, he blinked and a cheeky grin curled up his lips. “It’s like you’re reading my mind.” He replied easily, slowly feeling like he found his footing again. “I happen to love the Steak Cheese Fries here.” He paused for a short moment, silently cursing himself because he could feel a bit of heat in his ears which meant that he was most likely slightly blushing. What the fu-? He was most likely still just confused and trying to adapt to this side of Erica. Jesus. This was going to be interesting. “And I’d also like a coke please.”