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exit wounds // the script
           STILINSKI SQUAD RECRUITMENT !
    alright kiddos iâve been seeing this all over the place. this is just a little thing that     you REBLOG AND/OR LIKE to verify that you want to be recruited into this little     squad and will be updated by myself very often. why are you doing this alex ? well     mysterious voice in my head. i am doing this to promote love. this shows that we     as role players understand that role playing is not a competition and that we should     all treat each other with love and respect.
    ( limited to stilinski ocs, sheriff dilfs, stiles, claudias, and others in the stilinski famliy )
                    CURRENT SQUAD MEMBERS ofhumaniity â carryinguilt â trcstworthy â duplikowane â jeepsus â sanityleavesme  â ofhallucinatixns â iremembertwistingit â justwakeupstiles â stilinskirunt â lyingdefined â sarcasticallystiles â bitingthebat â cynicismx â idfindaway â ofreclusion â withoutclaws â stilesbetterstilinski â abyssxm â fragilebcne â vulpesvos â wouldhavebelieved â thebeaconpack â ofducttape â foursenoughforawarrant â runswithwxlves â batsaber â sarcastiiles â feedsoffchaos â gardenofmany â yourbatmxn â fleethelight â boywhohowled â rabidinstinct âofbitterdeath â thxfourknights
acidumlupum ;;
âI guess you do. Iâm Derek.â
    âDerek.â He repeated. âIâm Dexter. Stilinski.â
acidumlupum ;;
âI - Iâm sorry but you look really familiar.â
    âGuess I just have one of those faces.â
Dylan Sprayberry for Angelo Kritikos. Â
âłâ open starter.
    âYou plan on STARING all day?â
omegaxraeken ;;
Theo actually smirked at that. So much fire in this once. He couldnât wait to actually get him behind closed doors, if he was being honest. âI donât get why you think this is going to be such a bag thing. You can come and go as you please provided you donât cause trouble. Anything you want will be provided so long as you ask. It canât be worse than what you had before.â Which was nothing. The master quirked a brow at Dexter. âI may have bought you but I donât care to keep you in a cage.â
âGee, youâre not keeping me in a cage, how lucky am I...â The raven muttered under his breath and, really, he knew he should be more careful around a Master, specially around his Master - but he had never been very good at keeping his mouth shut, not to mention this was his first time being bought. âIf I have freedom, as you say, do you mind if I get up or am I staying on my knees for the rest of my life?â
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ifbatmanwasasidekick ;;
âWell this is interesting.â
âReally? âCause Iâm not exactly amused.â
ofstrawberrylocks ;;
âI KEEP getting you two mixed up. Jesus, usually twins have SOME physical differentiation, you two are LITERALLY i d e n t i c a l. Whatever, I just canât have anyone finding out about this. I will be ruined.â
âWhere exactly do you think Iâm gonna run to, Lydia?â
We are creating a giant master-list for every Teen Wolf roleplayer.
The list is here.Â
( &. open to verse. )
âI hope thereâs food âcause Iâm STARVING.â
hisyoda ;;
     Stiles arched a brow at the way the other boy smiled at him, but he returned the smile briefly as he stood. It was odd, how comfortable he felt around this person, despite not knowing who he was or believing he was who he said that he was. Stiles decided not to dwell on it too much, and just take all of this at face value; as he had already stated, he wasnât exactly going anywhere.Â
       He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he seemed to mirror Dexterâs posture, his own hands finding their way into his pockets. â They know youâre here visiting, doesnât mean they know who you are. â he said matter of factly, but there was a slight hint of a smirk on his lips as he rounded the table and headed for the door.Â
      He had already stated the food here was terrible, worse than hospital food - or at least worse than the hospital food Stiles could remember. â This is only going to be worth it if you get me something good. None of this sloppy joe prison food, I want a burger, i want Pizza, I want something that tastes good ( or has any taste at all ). If youâre my brother, you can take me outâŠÂ âÂ
     His gaze followed his brother and he chuckled at the otherâs words, shaking his head as they reached the door. âGod, at least I know youâre still as stubborn as youâve always been.â The raven smirked, handing over his visitor card to the receptionist with a short nod. âIâll bring him back.â Dexter didnât really need to explain much since this had been the same nurse that had let them out time and time again and, just like the other times, the nurse gave him the same paper he had signed time and time again before letting them out.
        âHeadâs up!â The raven called once they were outside, tossing the Jeepâs keys to Stiles with a grin, slipping his hands back into his hoodieâs pockets. âThought you mightâve missed Roscoe.â He winked, walking up to the car and resting a hand over the handle, waiting for Stiles to unlock it. âI need to bring you back in two hours tops so they donât think youâre running away, so pick a place fast.â
omegaxraeken ;;
Theo did notice. Not only did he notice it but he smelled the way Dexterâs body chemistry changed when he did that. It was pleasing. He didnât care what Scott had to say. Theo got a rush from power, from being in control, from being the center of their universe. Thatâs what heâd meant all along by âbreaking them in.â Granted, Theo might not treat Lydia in the same way he did Dexter. The boy knelt in front of him seemed more fiery which only made Theo want him that much more. He enjoyed a challenged.Â
   Theo straightened and moved to lean against the desk, leaving Dexter still kneeling on the floor. âI have the rules printed out for you since Iâm sure you donât want to listen to be blather on and on about them. The most important ones are easy. One, be honest and respectful. I realize this is going to be the most challenging for you. Two, be available whenever I need or want you. Three, youâre not to engage in any kind of sexual activities with anyone other than myself unless I give you permission to do so. Lastly, keep yourself healthy. Youâre not living in some gutter anymore. Thereâs no reason you canât live happily and healthily here.â
âWell, there goes my plan to starve to death.â He said sarcastically with a roll of his eyes, tapping his fingers anxiously against his thigh as he heard the rules. They werenât anything Dexter hadnât expected but to actually hear them out loud wounded his pride - and he had quite the big one. Long fingers moved up to rest over the thick collar around his neck, tugging on the material before glancing back at his Master with an exaggerated sigh and a short nod. âAlright. I understand.â
ofstrawberrylocks ;;
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               âof c o u r s e, there had to be people i know.                      i swear to GOD, stiles. you speak a word of                     this to anyone, i will make sure i get kira going                    all badass kitsune on you faster than you can let                                out one laugh.â
â Lydia... WRONG TWIN. But I wonât say a word, not like I have anywhere to run to. â
cantabomortem ;;
   âAre the werewolvesâ         are they as bad as I hear?â
âTheyâre ALL bad. Weâre slaves, Lily. We donât MATTER.â
omegaxraeken ;;
The faintest of smirks moved over Theoâs lips as he looked down at his slave. There were so many scents coming off of him and it could only be from some kind of confusion Dexter felt. Though what exactly, he could only guess. He did, however; enjoy the way the boy lifted his chin when he touched him. He grasped Dexterâs chin and held it firmly, forcing the boy to keep looking at him. He didnât think he could be broken but he could. He would be. Even if it took weeks or months. Theo bent at the waist so he could whisper into the boyâs ear, breath hot against the shell.Â
          âBelieve me, youâll be begging me to give you release.â
    And with that, he bit the salves earlobe sharply. Not enough to draw blood but enough for Dexter to feel it. There was beauty in pain and the slave would learn that, one way or another.
A low growl escaped the back of Dexterâs throat as Theo grasped his chin and he shook his head aggressively in an attempt to free himself from the otherâs grasp, a hand instinctively moving up to his Masterâs chest, trying to push him back. âI wonât be begging you for anything.â He hissed, low in his throat but he never stood, he never looked away. The feeling of the otherâs teeth on his earlobe, though, made his eyes roll beyond his control as a shiver ran down his spine and he hoped to whatever god he didnât believe in that his Master hadnât noticed.
                 âWhat are your rules? They all have them.â