Abominable Snowgirl

Independent Fem!Stiles Stilinski RP blog.Age: 17Name: Stiles StilinskiAU/Canon VerseOC’s welcome!Faceclaim: Dianna AgronBio: Stiles is a student at Beacon Hills High School and the daughter of Beacon County’s Sheriff Stilinski. Her mother, Claudia Stilinski, died 6 years ago. She was present when she passed and has never gotten over her death and blames herself. She was a geeky but otherwise normal kid before a werewolf bit her best friend and threw her world into constant chaos. Stiles is sarcastic, funny and outspoken. She is extremely clever and has led the way in working through many of the mysteries they have encountered with the help of her best friends Lydia and Allison. She is a bit frustrated that the werewolf bite has cast her as Robin to Scott’s Batman but she is a solid friend and loyal to a fault.

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Sarcasm is my only Defense

This is the new blog.

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Sarcasm is my only Defense

This is the new blog.

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I HAVE MOVED

So, I decided that I wanted my blog to be mostly Male!Stiles. BUT! I will still write fem!Stiles for the following verses if they wish: {v: the idiot and the sourwolf} with darkwolfhale

{v: its a love 'story'} with canislupusstitem

{v: we're broken but we're family} with stilinskiwantstoplay

I am NOT dropping any threads unless you wish to. If you have a thread with fem!Stiles, I will respond with fem!Stiles.

If you have any questions I am here.

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"♥"

Cecil stood at the entrance of the subway with his umbrella over him. He made his way down into the mostly empty subway. He shook his umbrella free of water and closed it as he went. He glanced down at his chest and frowned as it glowed. The hell. He thought looking around for his supposed soulmate.

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Stiles stood impatiently waiting for the subway. She looked down a a light came from her chest, she immediately looked around for her 'soulmate'. When she caught site of the only other person who's chest was glowing, Stiles looked down nervously. She had only read about this happening, she only had one friend that it happened to but he didn't talk much about it. Stiles had no idea if she should pull her jacket over her chest and ignore it or approach the person.

[unofficialrockstar]

Why don't all Supernatural Fans just live in one town together?

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sams-soul:

I’m tired of being so far apart from you guys. 

TWO WORDS:

BLOCK PARTIES

[crowleylovesyou]

We do kind of all live together in hotels when it’s convention time, it’s like being at hogwarts

[robbedofgrace-deactivated201405]

Lets all move to Lawrence, Kansas

[supernatural-mishamigo]

We really need fandom camps. SOMEONE TELL OBAMA

[thisisrpstuff]

Send "Shut up." for my character's reaction to yours pushing them against the wall and kissing them.

[im-your-demon-deactivated201403]

Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me "♥" for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.

[hellopartypeoples]

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dear current and future rp partners: i’m going to go days without replying to you, please don’t take it personally.

[u-n-w-i-l-t-i-n-g-b-l-o-s-s-o-m]

Send x* for your muse accidentally stealing my muse's first kiss

[humannotdefenseless-savedurl]

Angst please

Put an ‘Angst please.’ in my ask and I’ll generate a number 1-10 and see what our muses get! || ULTIMATE ANGST VERSION

10. (Trigger Warning) Your muse walks in on mine while they are sobbing, holding a gun to their chest. (Trigger Warning)

Stiles was tired, she wanted everything to be over, to not have to worry about anything. Recently she had been in a really dark place in her mind that she thought would pass sooner or later but it got worse and worse until she didn’t care about anything. What hurt the most was when people saw she was coming apart on the inside but did nothing. Her dad, Scott, Lydia, Malia, all of them and no one said a fucking word to her about her worsening grades or her sudden recklessness.

That particular day, Stiles didn’t even get out of bed. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast the previous day and had made the excuse that her stomach was upset to stay home. Her dad dismissed it as nothing went to work as usual not knowing what Stiles was planning to do. After a couple of hours she had all the letter she was leaving to people written and had grabbed the spare gun that the sheriff kept in the master bedroom only to return to her bed.

With tears streaming down her cheeks and loud heart wrenching sobs escaping her lips, Stiles held the gun to her chest, ready to shoot and kill herself, not knowing there was someone standing in the doorway of her room. “It’s better this way,” She murmured to herself her whole body shaking, “They don’t need me, they’re better off without me. I’m nothing.”

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Stiles’ head shot up at the sound of his voice, not expecting to see him there. “Julian, I have to do this.” Her grip on the gun tightened as she became more determined and angry. “I can’t fucking deal with it anymore. I can’t do this anymore! I’m tired of being scared out of my mind that someone or something is going to kill everyone I care about or myself.” She shook her head and bit her lip until she drew blood.

"Go ahead and be mad at me- don’t you get it?! I don’t care anymore! Someone could literally come in here and shoot me themselves and hell I’d probably thank them! I’m tired of the nightmares, I’m tired of being weak and unimportant. I’m tired of knowing that it would be better if I wasn’t around. Lydia once said I was the one that figures everything out but I’m not. I’m only important to people when it’s convenient for them, including Dad. He left for work today not even thinking that I’ve been like this for months now." She sobbed and started shaking so much that the gun almost fell from her hands. "I just want the pain to stop. I can make it stop right here, right now. Please just let me make it stop."

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Julian couldn’t deal with this, he couldn’t stand seeing his sister in such a state of sadnesses and weakness. Maybe this was some fucked up karma, he had killed people that mattered to others and now the only person he cared about was trying to kill themselves.

"You do this and you know what I’ll do? I’ll be driven even more insane and I’ll probably kill dad, Scott, Melissa-" His voice was cracking as he talked but he spook with honesty. "I’ll kill ‘em all for treating you like that, for making you feel worth less." He closed his eyes briefly before looking back at her.

"I know what it’s like to get up every morning and just think ‘I don’t want to live today’, I know what it’s like to look in the mirror and hate what you see. You’re not alone, Stiles. You’ve never been alone. You’ve got me, you’ll always have me. We all have our battle scars but you don’t let them end you. They’re meant to fade, not create more"

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Stiles tried to block out his words, tried not to care about his threats. But she couldn't. In her mind she debated just pulling the trigger or getting rid of the gun. If she wasn't around to deal with it then everything would be okay, she would be free, but Stiles couldn't. She couldn't do this in front of her brother, the only person she seemed to care about in her current state of mind.

Stiles stared at Julian brokenly, her sanity hanging by a thread at this point. "I can't... please... it hurts..." Making her decision, she pulled the trigger- only to have it click instead of fire. The gun didn't have any bullets in it. She sobbed, the gun slipping from her hands and falling onto her bed as she fell to the side. She pulled her knees to her chest, pulling into herself protectively. Her sobs turned into screams and her hands turned to fist as she held tightly to one of the blankets. "No, no, no. This can't be happening."

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❥

thebansheeofbeaconhills

"Lydia, if you don’t want this… I understand. We can find a way to brake the arrangement." He says with a sad look. Stiles wants to be with her but not like this. He wanted her to be with him only if that’s what she wanted.

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"Who said i don’t want this?" Lydia said with a smile, she had know about this for a little under an hour and was super excited after all she did have feelings for Stiles 

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Stiles smiled, happy that she didn’t seem to reject anything right away. “No one said anything, it’s that I’m me, a hyperactive spazz, and you’re, well, Lydia Martin.”

"Well yes that is you Stiles but i like that about you’ Lydia smiled and hugged stiles "This wis going to be fun I will make sure of it "

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Stiles smiled and hugged her back. “I’m glad it’s you. I was nervous when I heard about this whole thing. Don’t know what I would’ve done if it was some stranger.”

"You know we don’t have to do this" Lydia said and looked at Stiles "I still can’t believe that we were arranged to each other and yeah I’m glad it’s you also"

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"Lydia, the only reason I wouldn't do this is if you didn't want to be with me. I would marry you in a heartbeat." He pulled away from her and rubbed the back of his neck as a blush took over his cheeks.

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Masterlist of Memes

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Symbols

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed

♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle

☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day

☺ my muse trying to piss yours off

ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years

ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested

シ my muse walks in on your naked

Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked

ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours

♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss

۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up

ღ a forehead kiss from my muse

웃 my muse torturing yours for information

유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse

♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses

♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed

≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body

?  my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask

+ my muse has died and your muse is included in their will

◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised 

♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse

✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward

♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward

❅ my muse rescues yours

✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse

● my muse’s turn offs

○ my muse’s turn ons

△ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match

⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey

✧ our muses having dinner together

☎ my muse drunk dials your muse

✈ our muses on a flight together

☼ my muse giving yours a massage

♡ my muse flirts with your mue

☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison

♌ your muse visiting mine in prison

X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.

☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together

〰 our muses are at the beach together

❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things

✑ my muses daily routine

❂ a new years eve memory from my muse

✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss

✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone

◙ a christmas gift from my muse

♍ a sexual story from my muse

₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

❊  a regret my muse has about your muse

♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars

♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s

♐ my muse hearing your muse scream

♑ our muses go out for coffee together

♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave

♓ my muse injures your muse

✄ your muse injures my muse

☩ a dream my muse has about your muse

☨ my muse searching for your muse

☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse

✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick

✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down

✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia

✝ a confession from my muse to yours

✙ our muses shopping together

✠ our muses watching the stars together

« a past memory with our muses

» a daydream my muse has about yours

✐ a mistletoe kiss

✎ our muses going to a costume ball together

✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together

♔ a kiss on the cheek

♕ a kiss on the palms

♖ a kiss on the back of the hand

♗ a kiss on the nose

♘ a kiss on the eyelids

♙ a kiss on a bruise

Sentence Memes

"You belong to me"

"I found you"

"I’m in jail"

"You make me so hot"

"I have to leave"

"Please don’t leave"

"And what about our parents?"

"Who did this to you?"

"You shouldn’t have done that"

"What happened last night"

"We never tell anyone about this"

"So, you want to play games?"

"Does that require pants?"

"Lets just have a lazy day"

"Then go kill the bitch"

"I’m pregnant"

"You broke me"

"Don’t touch me"

"You can’t fix this"

"There’s nowhere we can hide"

"I’m not listening"

"Who do you think you are?"

"I don’t need you here."

"Did I fall asleep?"

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

"I will not die."

"I don’t care."

"I have no regrets."

"I feel numb."

"All monsters are human."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."”

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

"Are you crazy?”

"Do you trust me?"

"How did you escape?"

"Is that blood behind your ear?"

"Take. This. Off. "

"What’s in it for me?"

"What’s in it for you?"

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PSA

IF AT ANY POINT YOU WANT TO DO AN AU OR SOMETHING ON MY WISHLIST WITH ME, HIT ME UP BECAUSE THERE IS A 10000000000000000000% CHANCE I WILL SCREAM AND TACKLEHUG YOU AROUND THE NECK AND WRITE UP A STARTER

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Angst please

Put an ‘Angst please.’ in my ask and I’ll generate a number 1-10 and see what our muses get! || ULTIMATE ANGST VERSION

10. (Trigger Warning) Your muse walks in on mine while they are sobbing, holding a gun to their chest. (Trigger Warning)

Stiles was tired, she wanted everything to be over, to not have to worry about anything. Recently she had been in a really dark place in her mind that she thought would pass sooner or later but it got worse and worse until she didn’t care about anything. What hurt the most was when people saw she was coming apart on the inside but did nothing. Her dad, Scott, Lydia, Malia, all of them and no one said a fucking word to her about her worsening grades or her sudden recklessness.

That particular day, Stiles didn’t even get out of bed. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast the previous day and had made the excuse that her stomach was upset to stay home. Her dad dismissed it as nothing went to work as usual not knowing what Stiles was planning to do. After a couple of hours she had all the letter she was leaving to people written and had grabbed the spare gun that the sheriff kept in the master bedroom only to return to her bed.

With tears streaming down her cheeks and loud heart wrenching sobs escaping her lips, Stiles held the gun to her chest, ready to shoot and kill herself, not knowing there was someone standing in the doorway of her room. “It’s better this way,” She murmured to herself her whole body shaking, “They don’t need me, they’re better off without me. I’m nothing.”

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Julian watched his sister with a pained expression and could basically feel his heart breaking, it was like a dull ache at first as he wonders how long she has felt this way. He knew what it as like to hurt, he knew what it was like to hate himself completely. “Don’t you do this to me, I can’t do this shit they call life without you, you hear me? You think you’re nothing? You’re wrong, you’re something, you’re someone,” He wanted to run and take the gun from her but didn’t want to take the risk of seeing her kill herself right then and there.

“If you freaking do this, I’m going to be really fucking mad at you and dad will be as well. Our family can’t deal with another loss, I can’t deal with another loss. I’ll go out of my fucking mind without you,”  He couldn’t lose her. No, not like this.

[humannotdefenseless-savedurl]

Stiles’ head shot up at the sound of his voice, not expecting to see him there. “Julian, I have to do this.” Her grip on the gun tightened as she became more determined and angry. “I can’t fucking deal with it anymore. I can’t do this anymore! I’m tired of being scared out of my mind that someone or something is going to kill everyone I care about or myself.” She shook her head and bit her lip until she drew blood.

"Go ahead and be mad at me- don’t you get it?! I don’t care anymore! Someone could literally come in here and shoot me themselves and hell I’d probably thank them! I’m tired of the nightmares, I’m tired of being weak and unimportant. I’m tired of knowing that it would be better if I wasn’t around. Lydia once said I was the one that figures everything out but I’m not. I’m only important to people when it’s convenient for them, including Dad. He left for work today not even thinking that I’ve been like this for months now." She sobbed and started shaking so much that the gun almost fell from her hands. "I just want the pain to stop. I can make it stop right here, right now. Please just let me make it stop."

[daniel-sharman]

stiles stilinski + saddest moments

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Angst please

Put an ‘Angst please.’ in my ask and I’ll generate a number 1-10 and see what our muses get! || ULTIMATE ANGST VERSION

10. (Trigger Warning) Your muse walks in on mine while they are sobbing, holding a gun to their chest. (Trigger Warning)

Stiles was tired, she wanted everything to be over, to not have to worry about anything. Recently she had been in a really dark place in her mind that she thought would pass sooner or later but it got worse and worse until she didn’t care about anything. What hurt the most was when people saw she was coming apart on the inside but did nothing. Her dad, Scott, Lydia, Malia, all of them and no one said a fucking word to her about her worsening grades or her sudden recklessness.

That particular day, Stiles didn’t even get out of bed. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast the previous day and had made the excuse that her stomach was upset to stay home. Her dad dismissed it as nothing went to work as usual not knowing what Stiles was planning to do. After a couple of hours she had all the letter she was leaving to people written and had grabbed the spare gun that the sheriff kept in the master bedroom only to return to her bed.

With tears streaming down her cheeks and loud heart wrenching sobs escaping her lips, Stiles held the gun to her chest, ready to shoot and kill herself, not knowing there was someone standing in the doorway of her room. “It’s better this way,” She murmured to herself her whole body shaking, “They don’t need me, they’re better off without me. I’m nothing.”

[gender-sexuality-happiness-rage]

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boneycircus:

fauxcyclops:

morelikekanyebest:

only-ronnie:

i will never not reblog this

Dr. Seuss was a racist. He wouldn’t attach his words to an interracial romance. Here are seven racist cartoons he made about Japanese-Americans during WWII.

He also later apologized and wrote Horton Hears a Who! to illustrate his remorse for his previous way of thinking

#crazily enough people can learn and change