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➵ ❝ the world is just shit sometimes. and you live with it. sometimes that's all you can do. ❞

@dixoniisms | canon up to season 7ish [ mun currently rewatching the series ]. semi-au && aus present. muse 30+. dni if -18. remade jan '23.

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i'm not dead i swear. BUT --- i did start rewatching twd... AGAIN (shut up i know) so i'll probably hop on daryl tomorrow if i don't get sucked into binging more episodes.

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sorry for the lack of activity , between normal holiday stuff from october - january , and helping my mom after her fall before halloween i've not had a lot of motivation to get to drafts . i miss being here , though -- hopefully i'll get a chance to crank down on what i owe and reach out to new moots !

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— ARE YOU OKAY?

Concerned  roleplay  starters.  Send  me... (Send  🔄  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

😭  to  find  my  muse  crying. 🤕  to  find  my  muse  with  an  obvious  injury. ❤️‍🩹  to  find  my  muse  trying  to  hide  an  injury. 🤢  to  find  my  muse  visibly  sick. 🩸  to  find  my  muse  after  they've  been  in  a  fight. 💤  to  find  my  muse  passed  out. 🥴  to  catch  my  muse  as  they  faint. 🌧️  to  find  my  muse  in  the  rain  without  an  umbrella. 😵  to  find  my  muse  half  dead  in  an  alley. 🫳  to  put  a  comforting  hand  on  my  muse's  shoulder. 🫂  to  give  my  muse  a  comforting  hug.

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4-Word Sentence Prompts

Part I An assortment of prompts and/or starters using only four words. Adjust as necessary to fit pronoun and/or descriptor. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

“ I don't need you. ”

“ Celebrate while you can. ”

“ It was too much. ”

“ I'm so, so sorry. ”

“ Let me love you. ”

“ Where have you been? ”

“ Why am I here? ”

“ I would love to. ”

“ I tried but failed. ”

“ You'll never forgive me. ”

“ I want to confess. ”

“ I will protect you. ”

“ You don't deserve me. ”

“ I don't deserve you. ”

“ You are safe here. ”

“ You choose your fate. ”

“ I have lost control. ”

“ I don't recognize myself. ”

“ You are to blame. ”

“ You lack the skills. ”

“ Be still, don't move. ”

“ Yet again you lie. ”

“ You are so beautiful. ”

“ Take it off. Now. ”

“ Look at you now. ”

“ Shoot before it escapes! ”

“ You can't do this! ”

“ Please don't leave me. ”

“ Please leave me along. ”

“ Worship me or die. ”

“ Bow before me, peasant. ”

“ Did you make this? ”

“ I can't believe this! ”

“ You are my villain. ”

“ You are my hero. ”

“ I don't take sides. ”

“ Run, don't look back. ”

“ My life is perfect. ”

“ Don't lie to me. ”

“ When is it over? ”

“ What is this madness? ”

“ Cut loose, have fun! ”

“ I hate you all. ”

“ I love you, dear. ”

“ You drive me crazy. ”

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❝ well -- it's not so much gross but the first time i ever got tied up was at eichen house . that wasn't fun , don't recommend that , chains hurt . ❞ stiles moves a little closer without getting in sunhyeon's way , honey-brown gaze taking in what he's doing with his usual level of curiosity .

there was an amused scoff that fell past his lips at the other's words, glancing over at him whilst he moved to one cabinet to get the methanol so he could start the embalming mixture. ❝ oh yeah? ❞ he questioned and continued to do his work. he approached the embalming machine, pulling off the cover so he could pour the methanol in and once that was done, he moved to grab the humectant to pour it in. ❝ when was the first? ❞

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❝ got to be kidding me --- of all the things that could show up to chase me , it's some fucking horror movie ass looking asshole ---- ❞ stiles mumbles to himself , half out-of-breath and wishing he had his bat with him . he scales an incline , scrabbling in the slick leaves and mulch-like dirt for a moment before getting his feet under him again - glancing back .

the moment he spotted the roots being pulled up from the dirt had caused him to stop short, but only for a brief moment. because he continued on once again --- still, he didn't use his abilities. why? because it's more fun when they think they'll get away from him. he's not going to stop from chasing the freckled youth. he could easily morph and teleport over to where the youth was, but there was no fun in that. only when he needs to.

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a strangled sort of noise escapes stiles , something both pained and relieved ---- when scott tugs him into a hug . he finally moves , curls his arms around scott and clings to him because he's not sure how long he's going to be in control for . hell , he isn't even sure he's actually awake right now ----- and if he is dreaming , or whatever , he selfishly takes in what he can get . he turns his head , burrowing his face into the wolf's neck as he closes his eyes tight - shoulders tight with stress as he tries to keep a reign on himself , his eyes stinging .

Scott grabs Stiles' shoulders, squeezing them tightly. He's still wavering. Still not sure what's real. But he knows what he wants to be real. And it's right in front of him.

It didn't matter to him suddenly iif it was Stiles or Void. It didn't matter that Void could take back over and stab him in his sleep if it really wanted. All that mattered was that Stiles was right here.

He wrapped his arms around Stiles, crushing the human in a bear hug that was sure to take his breath away. Love was vulnerability. And if he couldn't allow himself to show that vulnerability for the man he was fighting so hard to save, then why was he trying to save him at all?

"Stiles…" He repeated. There were no other words. Just his need for his best friend.

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❝ i don't hate you , ❞ stiles says easily , his head tipping just a hair as his brows knit together . ❝ i just hate not being out there helping . ❞ pain twinges from his shoulder , and stiles tries not to let it show ---- even if he's pretty sure scott can smell it in his scent , nose scrunching slightly because that damned lamprey bite is a bitch , especially when he's not let anyone actually treat it . ❝ you so owe me like --- a month of curly fries , dude . ❞

"Of course I'm not happy. I don't want any of this. I don't want you to hate me. I don't want anyone going out into this kind of danger. I want to be out there with you." He replied, clapping Stiles' shoulder before giving it a squeeze. "But thanks, buddy. I owe you. Whatever you want. As long as I can afford it." He teased, smiling at his best friend. It was good to know that at least Stiles would be safe for a little longer. And in Beacon Hills, that little bit was everything.

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stiles listens to him , chewing at his lip absently as he rubs the back of his neck . ❝ is it that obvious i haven't felt normal since the whole thing with void ? ❞

He tipped his head as he gave him a smile. "Part of the reason you can't control it yet, is cause it scares you." He said as he tipped his head. "The other part is because you don't want to be seen as someone like Void either." He continued as he placed the jars and books onto the table making sure there wasn't anything else on the floor.

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WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH? (  colors, animals, places, flowers, songs etc literally anything that reminds you of them or their aesthetic  )

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stiles sees the way scott's grip flexes on his lacrosse stick - and rather than looking scared , or smug or angry ---- anything that void might fabricate to pretend to be him ---- stiles looks tired , almost accepting , something void is too cocky and smug to ever portray . but then scott drops it , and he's being tugged into the other's room . words catch in his throat , and he looks over the wolf's face for a long moment ----- has no idea what to say or where to start , or if any of it would even matter because void could always say the same fucking things .

his shoulders sag in exhaustion , the same look he'd had at the hospital when they'd thought he'd had the same as his mother --- it's in his eyes now , something that again - void doesn't quite have the capacity to fake because it goes from a place fueled by his love for his pack ---- and especially for scott . ❝ i ---- scotty . . . ❞

Scott swallowed hard. He stared at Stiles, searching his best friend for something - anything. Any indication that this wasn't Void fucking with him, that it really was Stiles in there. His grip on the lacrosse stick tightened, still debating if he needed to hit the male climbing into his window.

But it was Stiles. He willed his fingers to release their grip, dropping the stick to the floor. He grabbed Stiles and pulled him the rest of the way into his room. He doesn't release his hold on Stiles once he's inside, his fingers tight at Stiles' shoulders like he could somehow keep the Void at bay if he just held on to Stiles tight enough.

"Stiles…" Scott murmured. Hi seyes were still ooking, hoping there was some sign that he could find that would prove it was his Stiles without a doubt. That if he searched hard enough, he would be able to find some indication that would always let him know exactly who or what was in control. And that maybe that would help him save his friend from the monster taking residence in him.

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for as stubborn as stiles is -- scott is just as stubborn , and the freckled human can tell he's not going to win this argument . not this time around . he rolls his eyes at the teasing , lips tugging up at the corners a little . despite everything he's been through -- void , the shit with donovan ( that he still hasn't actually let scott see the wound from ) ---- and how much he's not okay all the time , the alpha still manages to make him smile . he gives his best friend his patented look of ❛ i hate you ❜ though it's tinged with a fondness that means it's playful more than anything . ❝ what like the granny from little red riding hood ? ❞ he quips , finally giving a grin before letting out a breath . ❝ alright , alright ---- i'll sit this one out . happy ? ❞

"Awful is knowing that one of the most important people to me is in the most danger. You can't heal like we can, Stiles." Scott argued, his worry pulling down the corners of his mouth and creasing his forehead. The thought of Stiles getting hurt beyond repair was unbearable.

"I could… get you a bonnet. Help you really lean into it." He was joking now, trying to lighten the mood with a little teasing and a smile. He just wanted to know that at least his best friend was going to be okay. Someone safe to come home to after he was finished would be so incredibly reassuring.

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Harass my muse! Anon or not: Ask them hard questions! Bother them about their relationships! Try and make them hot and bothered! Make them cry! Pretend to be their future kids! Anything goes!

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continued from !! ( @prxtectors )

stiles puffs out a bit of a breath , rubbing the back of his neck ---- tongue running over his lower lip and then upper as he shakes his head , nose scrunching . ❝ not yet , no . with everything that's been going on , i sort of forgot about it until recently . been trying to get it to work like that night at the club , but . . . ❞

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stiles finds somewhere safe to tuck the feather for now --- his wallet , which he has on a chain so he can't lose it . he rubs the back of his head , letting out a slight breath of a laugh . ❝ not sleeping well is an understatement . ❞ the freckled youth blinks , before a grin works across his face . ❝ sure , 'm not doing anything . the pack will be fine for a night . . . probably . ❞

Watching his gesture genuinely accepted and treasured has his feathers all fluffing up in a pleased manner. The siren smiling nodding a little at his words.

"You do look like you haven't been sleeping well. I figured maybe I could help with that at least some." He rubbed his neck a little. He hummed a bit then remembered something.

"Oh shit I was heading to work when I spied you...Woops looks like I'm gonna be late...hey I got an idea, wanna tag along? I work this really cool lounge performing, wanna come and watch my set? If I suck up a little bet I could get you some free food and a drink." he grinned a bit.