Dec 14, 2014
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[ eats the last cookie. ]
[text] How rude, Stiles. [text] You tell me you have a surprise for me, then you stop texting me and you're not home. [text] What's going on?
[Text]: My phone didn't tell me I had a notification! I swear. Half this time it's like it doesn't want me to communicate with people.
[Text]: Just, trust me on this. All will be revealed.
"Your friends are too close with you… I don’t like it..”
"You're talking about Scott and Isaac, again, aren't you, Cora?"
Peter trailed a solo claw up the hollow of Stiles' throat, her skin contentedly cold against it. Leaning in a bit closer, he pressed his lips against her ear lobe, kissing gently before whispering ever so softly, "Fuck Me." // {Cause I am shamelessly shipping them hardcore okay.}
I was about to reply to youuuu
It was supposed to be a quiet night. Stiles was supposed to eventually get some work done, which is when Peter shamelessly snuck into her room, and, the beautiful bastard knew that her neck was her soft spot, so, when he whispered those two words, Stiles' eyes fluttered open as she turned her head to slam her lips onto Peter's in a silent agreement.
"Did you think I wouldnt notice?"
"... I guess. Maybe. I was hoping... Allison, I'm sorry. Scott and I never should'-. I'm sorry."
✔
Send me ✔ for my muses true feelings about yours
There has always been something about the Hales, and, when Cora entered the picture, Stiles can't help but chance glances at the girl, and she'll find herself occasionally staring at the girl, and be grateful that she didn't catch her staring. Cora reminds her distantly of Derek, but she is so much more. She wants to get inside the beta's head, but, as per usual, knows she will, inevitably make a complete ass of herself. Example A: Lydia Martin.
Sunflower
Your muse sends mine a flower based on our relationship. Which is it?
Sunflower: adoration
"I really, really love it. Thanks, Derek."
alphahalew0lf
[text]: I can run faster than a car remember?
[text]: so like five minutes
[text]: don’t start without me
[Text]: You have 5 minutes, sourwolf. Otherwise, no dice.