#stilinskiipain

[beautifulwails]

Well I managed to do replies in the end, second time lucky and a tagged starter for my newest followers.

I still have to reply to protectorofinnocents which I will do tomorrow when I’m a little less stressed I promise 

and stilinskiipain due to whatever is happening with tumblr right now and the ask system, I cannot see what you replied with so bare with me...perhaps send me the same message through kik (it’s ellie_kx) if you have it or I’ll have to wait until tomorrow in order to do anything when I’m on a computer. (We will have this shippy thread though if it kills me)

As for everyone else I’m off to bed soon so I will ‘see’ all of you tomorrow to do more replies and work on my blog a bit...

Love you all

[dangxrhyde]

stilinskiipain replied to your post “All I keep thinking is how Stiles when he was possessed by the...”

SAME EXCACT THOUGHT PROCESS BRO

THANK GOD I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE. Cause like dude, there is no way any human can stand a taser. And like I said, even the werewolves got knocked on their asses. So how did Stiles do it without barely even flinching? I just feel like there is so much hidden potential behind him...

[showmcwhattodo]

Hush.

Your muse finds my muse curled up on the bed, crying. Send "Hush" for a 1-35 generated response to why.

"It was a mistake."

[showmcwhattodo]

OT3 with your muse: Isaac/Scott/Allison

[beta-isaac-lahey-blog]

'wake up'

Your character walks in on mine having a violent flashback and is forced to pin them down for both of their safety. Send me, ‘wake up’ for my character’s reaction/coming to with yours still on top of them.

stilinskiipain

Isaac woke up screaming, tearing himself away from yet another nightmare about his father, and finally realized where he was. He was breathing heavily, “St-Stiles?” He choked out.

[futiledevics]

stilinskiipain

Stiles cast a sidelong glance at the other’s in the living room-she was right, they didn’t even notice Derek’s fingers dancing over the hem of his sweat pants. They were sitting at the end of the coach, hidden in shadow. This was a horrible idea- Scott might hear them , his dad might flick on the lights-

"You must not be very good if you think they won’t notice." He murmured out of the corner of his mouth, against his better judgement. 

Derek rolled her eyes playing with them hem of his sweat pants. Smirking to herself she leaned against his shoulder her lips close to his ear. "Your dad is sleeping and Scott looks pretty occupied. You need to loosen up, Stiles."

[trxthseeker-blog]

miajanewaters

stilinskiipain

gallifreyanxromana

     He's sitting on a park bench, feeding off      some free wifi from the cafe just across      the street, though there's nothing      interesting that he can find. Nothing as      interesting as the noise he hears that      causes his head to jerk up.

               "Are you alright there?"