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Stiles Stilinski || Eighteen || Single ((This is an independent RP blog for Stiles Stilinski. I'll interact with anyone, So, Feel free!! This stiles doesn't go past season three. ))

[nowayrobinstilinski]

Hiii so sorry ive been gone! I'll be on tomorrow babes <3 message for plots and stuff?

[yourcrazymuses]

Stiles Meets Stiles

[yourcrazymuses]

Stiles didn’t know what to do, what to think, the last thing he remembered was falling in the middle of some fight and hearing Derek’s voice and now he was here, wherever here was. “I don’t know, but please tell me that you know something, maybe I hit my head or something yeah…yeah I’m in a coma that’s gotta be it” though he swore that was the case something in his stomach told him he was very much awake.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

Stiles looked at himself, narrowing his eyes. "Me know something? No, I don't know anything, except for the fact that you-- i--.." He stammered his last word, looking around for something to read. "Wait, wait, can you read? Can I read? Can we read?" He asked, pushing past the other to find something to look at quickly, because all he remembered was staring off into space before turning around and seeing a clone of himself, and that felt a lot like being in a dream.

[flowerstattoosandcurls]

"Oh c’mon, there’s gotta be more than that, tell me your interests, hobbies, food you like," Harry pressed on, nudging his shoulder gently.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"Okay, well, I like to read. I like All Time Low, there's a poster in my room. Uh, I like most food. Except pineapples, because they make me feel sick." He said, listing things and tapping each finger on his left hand as he did so. "What about you, rock star?"

[nowayrobinstilinski]

Like for a starter, please?

[little-miss-beta]

This is a secondary blog so I can’t exactly like this… But I do want a starter so yes? Maybe? Please???

[nowayrobinstilinski]

oooh yeah yeah yeah

[nowayrobinstilinski]

guess whos finally online again yee

[nowayrobinstilinski]

[yourcrazymuses]

Stiles Meets Stiles

He felt like he was losing his mind and somehow he felt out of place, like he didn’t belong here, like he had been thrown into a dimension that wasn’t his. Stiles walked right up to the back of someone who looked way too familiar for comfort and without hesitation he grabbed the boy by the shoulder and spun him around coming face to face with what seemed to be himself. “Please tell me this is some sort of nightmare,” he uttered.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

Stiles stood there still, staring off into the space in front of him. He felt frozen, like his body couldn't move even if he wanted it to. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach, though he saw nothing to make him uneasy. When he felt a hand on his shoulder, he snapped out of it, spinning around quickly and taking a step back immediately. "What the--...?"

[flayedfacade-deactivated2013100]

Reblog if it is okay if your muse is hurt, severely injured or tortured in RPs.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

[flowerstattoosandcurls]

"Alright," Harry chuckled, following the boy quickly. "So Stiles… Tell me a bit about you?"

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"About me? Oh-- uh, well, I like your music, obviously. Um, I play lacrosse..."

[museasc-deactivated20150306]

"Sorry, you just really look like someone I know." Mandy apologized feeling embarrassed.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"Oh, jeeze, its okay. Who are you, by the way?" Stiles asked suspiciously.

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"Hey, did you know that staring at people can sometimes make them uncomfortable?"

[rynvasnormandy-deactivated20150]

please don't be intimidated by me, I'm a fucking dork

[nowayrobinstilinski]

Like for a starter, please?

[flowerstattoosandcurls]

"Alright. They’ve got some alright coffee from what I’ve tasted," Harry said with a smile. "Lead the way to the place."

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"And good doughnuts," Stiles added, nodding his head in the direction of the place before walking that way and expecting Harry to follow.

[im-joy-mercer]

"Do you know what it’s like to not win a single game? No wait, you don’t because you’ve won them all!" She exclaimed, pouting slightly at him. "….That’s just mean."

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"Oh, come on, you're being a sore loser."

[flowerstattoosandcurls]

"Gay club?" Harry bit back a grin. "Well I wouldn’t have completely minded. I mean, I am gay so like…” He laughed a bit, “but uhm— if you still wanna go we can. Or Dunkin Doughnuts? I dunno, whatever you wanna do.”

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"Yeah, I--" Stiles paused, rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh. Well I guess in that case it wouldn't have been as funny. We can do doughnuts. It's cheaper and less smelly anyways."

[im-joy-mercer]

"I don’t cheat, I’m just skilled." She imitated in a voice that in now way sounded like him. "I haven’t won in any of the games we’ve played, it’s not fair."

[nowayrobinstilinski]

"It's very fair," Stiles said, laughing a little. "By the way, never go into voice acting. That sounded nothing like me."