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Stiles Stilinski 17 Beacon Hills ----------------------------- Multi-verse Blog Multi-ship Player

[savageheiress]

Bring up my muse's past, fuck them up, nothing is off limits

[beingsheriff-blog]

ooc,

give me family feels, please. 

[the-token-human]

i heard feels what up

[littleprinceoftheforest-blog]

Reblog if your muse has lost one or both of their parents.

[anarchiiiivedbloggggg-deactivat]

[space-nerd101-deactivated201605]

I’d like to nominate All of my characters. Thanks.

[the-token-human]

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The trip took twenty minutes and Derek’s car wasn’t even there. The bastard said he was coming back to town today. The liar. If he wasn’t here, he wasn’t going to make this a trip wasted. The took the elevators up to the Loft, easily unlocking the door. Stiles would eat a snack, maybe drink some water and sit on that old couch and flip through Facebook for an hour if he had to make this trip worth it. So much for discussion on home security. He slid the door open and stepped in, letting it slid shut behind him. When he spotted Peter on the couch, his eyes were glued to him. His mouth opened and shut a few times like a fish and his hand reached behind him, trying to find the handle to let himself out now.

[the-token-human]

Imagine your OTP

Person B:"Did you eat all the sugar powdered donuts?"

Person A:*mouth full of food*"No..."

Person B:"Then what's that on your pants?"

Person A:"That's cocaine."

[the-token-human]

(ʘᗩʘ’)

Stiles entire body tensed and his legs flailed a bit, wheeling his desk chair away from the laptop he slammed shut, hand scrambling for something-- anything-- a book that he slammed on his lap with a groan. “Knock! The door was shut--” He wheeled over to his hamper, pulling a shirt from the top of it and putting it over the book on his lap for extra security.

[rp-meme-hell-blog]

Send me (ʘᗩʘ’) to catch my muse masturbating!

Alternatively, send ╏ ° ▃ ° ╏for the reverse!

[the-token-human]

[text]: I think you should come over ;)

[text]: new phone who dis

[the-token-human]

[text]: i have plenty of adventure [text]: i share a dorm suite with three other guys itd take a miracle for all of them to be out at the same time

[adorablecas]

[text]: that’s a shame [text]: pic attached

[the-token-human]

[text]: IM IN CLASS WOW

[the-token-human]

Emrys lay under Stiles, one hand gently stroking the teens back as the other held the book he was reading. It was all incredibly domestic. The kitsnue snapped the book shut and rolled them over, kissing Stiles quickly. 'Stay over tonight.'

Stiles laid on Emrys’ chest, comic open next to his head. He flipped through it, nearly slicing his finger when he was turned over. He kissed him back, hand scrambling to pick the comic up to keep it from being creased if they went over it. “If you don’t ruin my comic, yeah,” He half joked, shutting it with his arms extended on either side of Emrys’ head before plopping it over on the nightstand.

[the-token-human]

Stiles shut his eyes and breathed in deeply through his nose. “Mm.. maybe. Will you suck my dick first?” He asked, purisng his lips in a light pout.

[the-token-human]

[text] Are you free this Saturday?

[text] Saturday? Yeah, why?

[the-token-human]

[text]: I think you should come over ;)

[text]: new phone who dis

[the-token-human]

[text]: from the bar absolutely [text]: from my dorm absolutely not

[adorablecas]

[text]: aw where’s your sense of adventure? [text]: what about in your dorm?

[the-token-human]

[text]: i have plenty of adventure [text]: i share a dorm suite with three other guys itd take a miracle for all of them to be out at the same time

[the-token-human]

Emrys lay under Stiles, one hand gently stroking the teens back as the other held the book he was reading. It was all incredibly domestic. The kitsnue snapped the book shut and rolled them over, kissing Stiles quickly. 'Stay over tonight.'

Stiles laid on Emrys’ chest, comic open next to his head. He flipped through it, nearly slicing his finger when he was turned over. He kissed him back, hand scrambling to pick the comic up to keep it from being creased if they went over it. “If you don’t ruin my comic, yeah,” He half joked, shutting it with his arms extended on either side of Emrys’ head before plopping it over on the nightstand.

[the-token-human]

Stiles grinned and he licked his lips, shifting against the roll of Emrys’ hips.”I always want yours, you know that.” He whispered back, breathing against the shell of his ear.

[eyes-blazing]

Emrys mouthed along Stiles’ jaw, smirking. ‘So you don’t want to give me your cock?’

[the-token-human]

“Mmm.... maybe if you show me you really want it. But I’m feelin’ kinda lazy today.” Stiles hummed, tilting his head to the side to give him more jaw to work with.

[the-token-human]

[text]: I think you should come over ;)

[text]: new phone who dis

[the-token-human]

[text]: nope [text]: i remember what bar you’re near tho

[adorablecas]

[text]: no matter.  [text]: you want me to pick you up? 

[the-token-human]

[text]: from the bar absolutely [text]: from my dorm absolutely not

[the-token-human]

"Stiles...what are you doing?" she yawned as she felt him kiss against her neck. (I hope this is okay.)

Stiles pressed his lips to her neck again and gave a lazy shrug. “Waking you up.” He mumbled lightly.

[the-token-human]

He didn’t tell her he didn’t sleep. They were both tired and as long as he wasn’t getting called out for watching her sleep. Malia was genuinely beautiful and on nights of insomnia, it was nice to have something comforting to look at. “You can go back to sleep if you want, it’s up to you.” He whispered before kissing her back more deeply.

[the-token-human]

Emrys lay under Stiles, one hand gently stroking the teens back as the other held the book he was reading. It was all incredibly domestic. The kitsnue snapped the book shut and rolled them over, kissing Stiles quickly. 'Stay over tonight.'

Stiles laid on Emrys’ chest, comic open next to his head. He flipped through it, nearly slicing his finger when he was turned over. He kissed him back, hand scrambling to pick the comic up to keep it from being creased if they went over it. “If you don’t ruin my comic, yeah,” He half joked, shutting it with his arms extended on either side of Emrys’ head before plopping it over on the nightstand.

[the-token-human]

Stiles grinned and he licked his lips, shifting against the roll of Emrys’ hips.”I always want yours, you know that.” He whispered back, breathing against the shell of his ear.

[the-token-human]

[text]: I think you should come over ;)

[text]: new phone who dis

[the-token-human]

[text]: yoooooooooooooooooooooooooo [text]: its you hey guy

[adorablecas]

[text]: you don’t remember my name, do you?

[the-token-human]

[text]: nope [text]: i remember what bar you’re near tho

[lydiatheharbinger-blog]

Home| Closed

[the-token-human]

Stiles was beaming. He almost twirled her around the room. “But you’re not suppose to be here until next week-- God, did you mean this week?” He asked, half panicked for a moment. He shrugged and gave her a smile. “Patrol shift.” He said, smiling at her. He took his own moment to look her up and down. She was still as beautiful as ever. She still sounded like a dream.

“No-- no, I’m actually getting off of my shift now. Just give me a minute--” He said, holding up a finger and slipping away. He moved away, heading back into the other room for a moment. He came back out in a flash, holding his jacket as he waved for her to follow him. “Come on,” He mouthed at her, slipping out through a side door and into the sun, basking in it for a moment before moving around the building. Impromptu  patrol duty was something he used often when he wanted to take a half day, so Lydia being here was the perfect time to ‘go on patrol’.