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Because you, Stiles, are one profoundly sleep-deprived young man.

You need rest and you need it now.

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          There are some things that people just feel they need to do and this is my thing. I can guarantee that if you don't actually care, don't read this.

          I know I've done this before, but with the way I've been feeling ignored again, like on the previous blog and the way I keep losing muse because of it? I feel I need to start over, again. I know that I'll just be treated as a new Stiles blog and honestly, I don't care. I mean, I need this, otherwise I'll just end up fully deleting and I don't want that-- I know that there are a few of you, that don't want that, either.

          Like I mentioned on my Allison blog earlier today, there is one person holding me back from deleting everything and leaving roleplay all together, whether she knows it or not. Pretty sure she knows it, since I just pretty much told her. I just can't leave.

         I will keep my drafts and verses, only if I'm followed over on that blog, because I'm not going to write with someone, who doesn't bother to follow me over there.

                                         To any one who doesn't follow me with this move, thank you for having followed me here, in the first place.

                           If you look close enough, the link is in this post.

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If you show too much of them mourning a death, the show gets less entertaining.

Jeff Davis [x]

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i’m losing my mind

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        "No, Lydia, that's not it at all. I get where you're coming from, I do, I'm tired of losing everyone, as well. Just-- you don't think I don't blame myself for everyone being dead? 'Cause I do, Lydia. It's killing me. That's why I was so willing to give up my life to protect everyone else, so no one else would die. All of this? The death? The tragedy? It's my fault. I let the nogitsune back in. Look, Lyds, my point is-- we need to stand as one and I can't do that alone. I mean, there's so much that I couldn't figure out this time around that you did."

"A pack only makes each other stronger if each person is contributing. Very little of what I do is helpful to anyone. I scream at death. I’m a beacon for the pack’s failures. I don’t tell them anything that you wouldn’t figure out on your own. The pack only needs one person to be the brains. I can’t stand around and watch everyone else I care about die around me, Stiles, I refuse to do it. The pack means well and I know what they’re about but, lately the pack has been deadly. Every time we go up against something our pack mentality is used against us as a weakness and I can’t do it anymore. I’m not walking away from you, Stiles. You know I would never do that. I just can’t fall under the umbrella of the McCall pack anymore."

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         "You're right, Lydia, I don't understand. A pack is working together, being stronger together and after everything we've all been through, we need each other. What does that make me, huh? I'm the complete human of the pack, you're something. You can't leave the pack, Lydia. We need you. I need you."

"I know that you don’t understand right now but, you will. I can’t be part of the pack. Do you know how ridiculous it is to have a banshee gallivanting with wolves? A wolf pack by definition is a pack of wolves. I’m the odd one out. I’m better off on my own. Making my own decisions. Taking my own risks. I can’t learn when I’m not given the space to."

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                                                                                     Slow my heart { beats }

Breathing deep

                                                             My fears have become a

                                                                    { reality }

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        {His hands shake just slightly when he gets to the photo of Eichen House, on the board, before he rips it off and crumbles it up. They were all memories he would never care to remember. None of this would have happened if it weren't for him.}

                                       "I'm not in a lay down, stay still kind of mood."

[ She frowned at his response. Not exactly what she was going for but sleep sounded nice. Carley shook the idea from her head. While she was exhausted, herself didn’t matter. Stiles is what mattered the most. ]

"Will you lay with me?"

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#CAN WE APPRECIATE ALL THE PROGRESS???

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       {Stiles watches her as she makes her way to the bed, shaking his head and turning back towards the wall. He takes a step closer to the corner, tearing things off and throwing them in to the garbage pale just a few feet away. He's trying to clear his mind and although he knows that he's not vulnerable anymore when he sleeps, he can't help but to think of Allison.}

                           "Then, you should get some sleep."

[ She had no doubt that he would disagree and argue, so she would need a plan. Carley thought for a moment before stepping back. ]

"Well, I am, and you are welcome to join me."

[ Putting her jacket down, she crawled into his bed and allowed her eyes to close with a content sigh. ]

"You know, I barely slept because I was so worried about you."

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Dylan O’Brien and Holland Roden BTS of Season 4