Mar 10, 2015
( notthehost || Alec. )
"Can I ask you why you talked to my boyfriend? Finally ex boyfriend because he dropped me like an old sock, his only explanation, 'Alec told me that I wasn't good for you! Can you explain?"
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( notthehost || Alec. )
"Can I ask you why you talked to my boyfriend? Finally ex boyfriend because he dropped me like an old sock, his only explanation, 'Alec told me that I wasn't good for you! Can you explain?"
( notthehost )
Being in control of the Nogistune was a nice change when held in comparison to what he'd been put through. However, part of him wished they could have left the asshole with Lydia instead of letting him take up space in Stiles' own room. They, obviously, couldn't rush into trying to get Derek back. Even with such a powerful being on their side, it would take plotting and planning, logic over impulse. They wanted him back alive, after all.
Waiting for a text back from the banshee, to continue on with putting the plan together, Stiles looked toward his closet. It'd been made into a cage of sorts (not wanting to take any chances,) by a small amount of mountain ash lining the edges and door, hoping it would do the trick to keep him secure. It was the best he could do on such short notice. "Comfortable in there?"
( notthehost )
Most people would have considered the day he had 'the worst day of their lives.' However, losing his homework, having a pop quiz thrown at him (that he wasn't nearly focused enough to get through,) splashed by an asshole driving through a puddle, among other things? To Stiles, that was a mild win in his book compared to how things could have gone.
That doesn't mean he wasn't frustrated when getting home from it, of course. In fact, he was irritable, stressed and all around miserable as he made his way to his room. His backpack was tossed to the floor, door shut heavily and he faceplanted against his pillow. It was better to quit the day than end up arguing with someone due to a bad mood, right? He'd be able to sleep it off, wake up and be back to normal. Hopefully.
notthehost // starter call
"You're not Stiles, how is that possible?"
Once you get this you have to say 5 things you like about yourself, publicly, then send it to 10 of your favorite followers! (Non-negotiable) Positivity is cool.
Thank you darling! Okay, five things...
1. My musicality2. I love my eyes3. My ability to easily learn languages4. (Starting to get harder now) The cakes I make because they taste awesome5. Being able to be doing lots of things in the evenings as well as managing school etc without being stressed
notthehost
Alec is not a fan of injuries. However minor, he hates them. That is why he is sulking and not putting on clothes at the moment. A blanket is draped across his waist as he cradles his injured wrist to his chest. Movement by the door has him lazily looking up. Oktober stands there, and smiles and asks if he needs a hand. He smiles and nods, gesturing to the dresser on the side. “I happen to be naked, so you might wanna turn around, or don’t. Don’t works as well.”
Oktober heard Alec's response and couldn't help but smile and laugh. "I think I will be okay if I am facing you. Probably be easier to dress you that way anyways." She spoke, walking over to the dresser and grabbed some clothing out. Coming back over to Alec she looked him up and down in a swift glance. "Shirt or pants first?"
h e a d c a n o n # 4
- Oktober rarely opens up to anybody in regards to her family. There is one person, however, that she feels comfortable talking about her past with no matter what; even if it is on a rare occasion. That person is named Alec. She feels safe with him and will tell him anything he wants to know about her past and family because she cares about the boy. She knows that when she is hurting or when she just needs somebody to be there that he always will be and she loves him.
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the young boy could hear step sounds as he walked through the HALLS, && as much as he seemed to fasten his walking, they wouldn't STOP. he could only do one thing ;
❝ show YOURSELF. ❞