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heheeh me
guess my muse's turn on's
NO WAY | MEH | NOT BAD | MMM | YEAH BABY | FUCK YES RIGHT NOW GET IN ME ALL THE WAY BABY NO SRLY RN ALL UP IN THAT
"Hey, Hey. Make room, you two."
Because obviously Scott's not so large bed totally needed a few more limbs. Stiles kicks off his shoes and does his best to fill the miniscule gap against Derek's back, kicking a leg over his and Scott's legs.
"How bad does your stomach hurt?"
Sickness Meme thing
The teenager was doubled over, breathing heavily as he attempted to soothe himself through his nausea. He glanced up at his twin, lips pursed into a thin white line."Feels like there's knives inside me," he whimpered. "Sammy."
myxresponsibility
[text] A blind man walks into a bar. And a table. And a chair.
Lap Sitting make-outs
"It's the best seat in the house."
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The nogitsune convulsed, dropped to it's knees, a fly fled from his open mouth, Issac trapped it, the vacated shell collapsed and faded into nothingness. Stiles woke up. A wave of relief flooded through Scott, until he heard Stiles' words. "We're alive. We all alive?"
"Yeah.We're okay." But it was a lie. He could feel it. A part of his pack--he didn't even know when that had happened--was dying. And he remembered the weight of Allison's body in his arms. He shoved the memory aside,shoved it aside until he was alone in the darkness of his room, where no one could see. He laid on his bed. And then, he let it sink in.And just as suddenly, he wished he didn't have to feel.If pain kept him human, maybe he didn't want it. It was as if the sword was still in his gut, twisting, tearing-- He roared. He rolled off the bed onto the floor. He needed to calm down.He tugged at the covers to pull himself back onto the bed. His eyes met two very familiar ones and he froze. Threat. He pounced onto the bed and bared his teeth. "Who are you?"
I'm going to check on some of my other accounts and do some other stuff. I'll make a better replies I need to do list later, but...
redheadedscreams and @sugarspicexoranges burnyourhumanity I have your replies drafted.
myxresponsibility I don't know if it munched the ask, but I just asked if you had a preference for which your Scott would be.
theloyalpuplahey and nervesarewracked I sent you guys fanmail. Let me know if it didn't go through.
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”So I’ve been thinking—”
[ pacing into scott’s room without any form of hesitation or fear, isaac squared his shoulders as he buried his hands into the pockets of his jacket. the door was open. that meant he could enter, right? ]
”Sorry- I mean, I probably should’ve knocked, I just kinda wanted to get this out straight away and didn’t really think. Right, um- I’m just going to… Okay.”
[ rolling his shoulders, blue eyes remained confident as they fixated on the teenager in front of him. ]
”I think I should visit my place. Clean it up, maybe. I don’t know if I’m allowed to sell it yet, but… If I gave it to Melissa- I mean, your mom—…”