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ooc; This is probably like the third or fourth time I've tried writing this message. To be honest, I've lost all of my desire to write in an indie rp setting. Not really from my own experiences but from those who I love and a few people that I'm friends with. I feel like so much has changed in the rpc since I started on Tumblr many years ago. And while it's unavoidable, I got so stressed about my portrayals and how other people would perceive them/if they were good enough or not, etc. And honestly, that's no way to write and no way to continue trying or feeling pressured or like I'm forcing myself to write. Now, like I said, my time spent with Stiles or my other few muses floating around was fun and I'm thankful to everyone who wrote with me, whether we frequently did stuff or not. I did enjoy my time spent here and the stories we created. But, for now and the unforeseeable future, I don't plan on returning. I'm sorry if that disappoints some of you, but i also have to do what's best for me too. Anyways, I wish you all the best and thanks for the fun times we shared. (:

#( out of trouble. )#i could write a message of my own #but this is basically what i'm thinking and feeling so #i feel super out of place here #not to mention ignored and invisible #so i'm following my best friend out of here

If you couldn’t comment on any of the starter calls that I posted last night for all of my girls, I apologize! I didn’t realize I had to change my settings, but they should be all good now! ♡

#( out of trouble. )

Like this post for a random starter from Malia! Please specify which muse if you’re a mumu!

#( starter call. )#( out of trouble. )#( i'm mostly using red: queue. )

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Once she dove onto the mattress and grasped his arm, Stiles secured it around her form, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her aroma with a long breath. Stiles grinned to himself, placing the softest and faintest kiss against her skin in response to her kissing the back of his hand. “Very nice. I could definitely do this more often.” Stiles felt as if he could melt into the mattress and just float into sleep, so comfortable as he currently was. “But, I promise. You can be the big spoon next time.” Honestly, Stiles enjoyed being in Malia’s arms, he didn’t mind if that made him seem less manly or even submissive in some way. His heart thumped happily in his chest, a little quicker than usual since he was so close to his lover. “I hope you sleep well, beautiful.” Stiles whispered into her ear then, placing one last kiss upon her cartilage. It was his life goal to just love Malia as much as he possibly could.

STILES.

She could tell that Stiles was feeling more relaxed now because Malia’s ears detected the beat of his heart flawlessly. It was a steady sound that wasn’t going a million miles an hour the way that his heart usually beat. It was more calm since Stiles wasn’t feeling anxious in any way and Malia wanted to keep it that way. Once she heard him telling her good night, the brunette turned her head so she could look over her shoulder, affectionate eyes locking with his. “Good night, baby.”

That morning, Malia was up bright and early, ready to tackle the sarcophagus case along with the others. However, she’d arrived at the animal clinic long before the rest would and she’d successfully managed to break in without drawing any attention to herself or producing too many sounds while she was at it. Upon arriving back in Deaton’s operating room, her honey hues stared right at the coffin that hadn’t moved since last night. No one had been here, no one had touched it, it was still in place. Approaching the object, Malia let her fingertips brush across the edge of the stone lid as she rounded it, giving the coffin her undivided attention. She really wanted to know what was inside, if what Deaton had said last night was true or not. Was there really an ancient demon goddess beneath her fingers? One that had died many years ago? The story was intriguing, much like the crystals that were engraved in the lid. Those were what caught her attention next and she reached out to touch them in a feathery light manner. But just as Malia’s fingers danced over the various stones, a small window began to telescope open, releasing a curtain of smoke into her direction. It caused the hybrid to gasp and cough in response, not sure what the hell had just been released from the coffin, but Malia knew that it couldn’t be good. Well, she was undead anyway, right? How much could happen to her?

#( chat: stiles stilinski. )#( runswithwolvesx. )#here we go 😭😭😭

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At Malia’s request, Stiles smiled softly, trying to contain a wider grin from gracing his features. Whiskey orbs twinkled in her direction before he shifted away from Malia and took his spot on his side. The human patted the spot next to himself, “Well then, come here, little spoon.” Mieczyslaw then wiggled his index finger, indicating for his girlfriend to follow. While it sounded amazing to be the little spoon, having the hybrid bite and whisper naughty things into his ear, Stiles wanted to be the one who held Malia, the one to warm her up with his own body heat. There was never a time that Stiles shied away from being more physical, more intimate with the brunette. But Malia was right, they hadn’t cuddled in a good while. Work had tied the pair up on more than one occasion. Arms spread widely, Mieczyslaw anticipated the brunette’s form, palm of his hand slowly moving across the mattress in a prompting manner. If he was feeling devious tomorrow, Stiles would definitely take Malia’s offer and get a little frisky. Despite the male being eager to initiate intimacy, Stiles just wanted to hold Malia and relish in her touch for the night.

STILES.

Malia didn’t need to be told twice to join Stiles on the bed. It didn’t take long for her to dive onto the soft mattress, turning herself onto her side so that her back was facing her boyfriend. She usually wasn’t the little spoon, but the brunette enjoyed trying out new things with Stiles whenever she’d get the chance. Lifting her arm, she reached for his and gently brought it down over her form, lacing her fingers through Stiles’. Malia kept them against her chest, pressing a tender kiss against the back of his hand as she hummed gently. “This is nice. Not what I’m used to, but it’s nice.” she was used to being the one in the back, the one who held him and was able to feel his heartbeat, but the roles were reversed now. She definitely wasn’t complaining about that though because for once, Malia got to feel like a girl. She knew that guys were normally the big spoon, but her relationship with Stiles had never been conventional in any way - unless they felt like switching positions, which was pretty rare.

#( chat: stiles stilinski. )#( runswithwolvesx. )

rpdepartment

i don’t remember any “𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈” my first memory is of the face of a guy i had to fight

#( musing. )

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Carefully, Stiles moved along with Malia, dipping onto the mattress above his girlfriend. His nose brushed the hybrid’s playfully after the deeper kiss ended. “I could be the guy who does a lot of things. If you just told me what kind of things you wanted me to do…” He trailed off, sucking in his lower lip as he admired her beneath his form. Stiles liked bantering with Malia like this, he liked keeping her on her toes and left her guessing or craving for more. At times, he could be really greedy. Yet, other times, he could also be painfully patient and slow in efforts to tease the hybrid or spur her on. Once more, his nose brushed hers and he placed a series of sweet kisses against her lips, allowing his own to drag across hers tenderly.

STILES.

”You could start with taking my mind off of dragging that damn coffin all the way from the cemetery to the animal clinic.” Malia commented, her lower lip jutting out as she feigned a pout at her boyfriend. It was all teasing though and she knew that Stiles was tired, just like she herself was. All she wanted was to be close to him tonight and get to the bottom of their current case tomorrow, which didn’t necessarily mean that they needed to have sex. Malia was happy in her relationship with Stiles in general, it was just that she had a big sex drive, so the pair tended to have a very active sex life. She wasn’t complaining about that in the slightest and her boyfriend hadn’t ever complained about that either - most likely because she was the first and the only girl he’d ever slept with. “Probably in the form of spooning. We haven’t done that in a while because we’ve both been so busy with stuff. I could even be the little spoon this time if you wanna feel all manly. Unless you want me to bite you and whisper naughty things, then you can be the little spoon.”

#( chat: stiles stilinski. )#( runswithwolvesx. )#( i'm mostly using red: queue. )

somosshippers

#( visage. )#( peter hale. )#( corinne montgomery. )#( i'll open the door to heaven or hell: malia and peter. )#( i'm totally up for killing you right now: malia and corinne. )#i will forever scream and die over THAT'S THE ONE #EVEN CORINNE KNEW STALIA IS TRUE LOVE

twdailygraphics

#( visage. )#( stiles stilinski. )#( i would never leave without you: malia and stiles. )

So weekends tend to get a bit distracting for me, which is why I’m online less during those. I just have to do some stuff and then I’ll be here to get to my replies. If I’ve missed your reply by mistake somehow, please let me know because I don’t want anyone to feel ignored. If you wanna plot with Malia, then come and slide into my dms so we can do all the things! ♡

#( out of trouble. )

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“Remind you? I think I can do that…” Closing the rest of the distance between them, Stiles’ lips hovered over his girlfriend’s momentarily, just allowing his breath to gently hit her lips. Finally sealing the gap, he kissed her with as much love as he could, just holding the hybrid there a long moment. It was as if time and space had stopped all at once, his heart beating more erratically against his chest with each passing second. Prying himself away, his forehead came into contact with Malia’s, the male exhaling softly with a grin claiming his face, eyes still shut lightly. “Was that a good enough reminder? Or… should I remind you some more?” Stiles’ voice fell huskier and flirtatious. Sure he was tired from work, but he had no problem flirting with Malia like this, his thumb brushing her cheek sensually. “’Cause, I think I could do that. If you wanted me to.” Stiles was simply teasing her, his voice light yet convincing all the same.

STILES.

As his lips collided with her own, Malia allowed herself to get lost in the kiss and the feeling that it provided. She was letting Stiles sweep her away, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed her body against his more firmly. A soft moan spilled from her lips as she deepened the kiss after another moment, gently pulling on Stiles’ shirt so that she could let herself fall onto the bed with him on top of her. Honestly, she didn’t care about what they did, as long as she got to be with the man she loved. Tomorrow would suit itself out then, but Malia wanted to focus on other things tonight and not worry about the sarcophagus that she’d brought to the animal clinic earlier tonight. “What if I want you to do a lot of things?”

#( chat: stiles stilinski. )#( runswithwolvesx. )#my girl dying is glorious to you?#i cry #pls leave me be in my own misery

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Stiles was tired, exhaustion in his bones and despite the nagging curiosity, he knew Malia was right. There was always tomorrow, after he’d rested. The brunette tried to stifle a small laugh when Malia told him he’d sleep outside. Mieczyslaw knew it was all a joke, just the usual banter they shared. “Ha. Yeah, I’m totally not wanting to sleep outside tonight.” Stepping into the bedroom, he unbuttoned his white shirt, tossing it aside in the hamper before undoing his shoes, socks and pants. Finding a suitable shirt in the dresser, he pulled it snugly over his frame, head canting to the side when Malia’s voice sounded once again. Whiskey orbs drank in the sight of Malia in his clothes, a proud and happy smile twitching at the edges of his lips. Malia’s long locks spilling over her shoulders and the almost innocent look on her face at her question caused his heart to flutter. “One hundred percent, yes.” It was something so simple and yet it had him falling head over heels all over again whenever Malia took to wearing something of his. The FBI agent wasn’t super possesive in nature, yet whenever the hybrid wore something of his, he felt as if he was walking on the moon. He hoped the other guys – especially Theo – could smell his scent all over his girlfriend. Though Malia would never stray, Stiles still liked the idea that his scent could drench the woman. Casually crossing the room until he was before her, Stiles gently poked the tip of her nose with his index finger in a loving manner. “You know how much I love you?” The male suddenly questioned. “Hm?” Eyes in a trance with Malia’s hazel orbs.

STILES.

She knew he wouldn’t want to sleep outside and Malia wouldn’t actually do that to Stiles. But it was still fun to tease him about it and sometimes even add in a growl for effect. That look on his face was one that the brunette loved looking at because she knew that he used it for her only - that loving and affectionate stare that she’d just detected. He was giving her that tender expression that never ceased to make the hybrid melt and she could honestly watch him like this forever. The edges of her lips curved into a matching smile once his index finger tapped against her nose, feeling like they were about to get mushy. Malia didn’t mind those moments though and in fact, she cherished and relished in them whenever they came along. Head tilted playfully at her boyfriend’s question, eyes beaming brightly as she took a small step closer to decrease the distance between them, now nearly touching him. ”Mmh, not really. I think you should probably remind me of that...”

#( chat: stiles stilinski. )#( runswithwolvesx. )#WELL BASK IN IT #CAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO END #I'M ABOUT TO RUIN US BOTH

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Dazed for a moment, Nate hadn’t fully realized that he was bare and his clothes were splayed across the ground. Viridian eyes widened when Malia mentioned he could run through town naked. “Uhh.. that’s definitely not on my to do list.” A slight shade of peach claimed his cheeks and he could feel the heat of embarrassment creep up his neck. Then again, Malia wasn’t shying away from the male and he tilted his head curiously. “You’re not freaked out? About me being …naked?” It was relieving to know that he hadn’t broken out of the cellar, that he hadn’t tried to wreak havoc upon Beacon Hills. Malia was definitely an interesting woman, which caused Nathan to lightly smile, somehow the embarrassment slowly melted away.

NATE.

”Attacking me while naked isn’t on your to do list? That sucks, it would’ve been fun.” she was enjoying the teasing way too much right now and here Nate was, staring at her with flushed cheeks because he wasn’t wearing any clothes. Eyebrows came together at his question as Malia felt like the answer to it should already be obvious to him. “Why would I be?” the brunette inquired in return, eyes cascading over his silhouette once more, only slower this time. “I was naked in the woods for years myself. Okay, I had a fur coat, but when I changed back, I was naked too and Scott saw me that way. I’ve been through this myself before, so it doesn’t freak me out. Not one bit.” she promised, finally making her way over to the bag that she’d brought with her and rummaging through it. Pulling out a shirt and some sweatpants next along with a pair of boxers, Malia slipped them through the metal bars of the cellar so that Nate could get dressed. “Here. Wouldn’t want you to die of embarrassment or pass out on me from a lack of oxygen just because I’m seeing you naked. I won’t be able to perform cpr on you because I’m undead and don’t breathe.”

#( chat: nathaniel king. )#( stillxburning. )