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it has been so long since i've touched this blog & i'm so very sorry for that ! & i'm not certain if anyone is still round that i used to rp with here but in case anyone is , i have made a multi - muse blog & have moved stiles over there ; so if anyone wants to interact with him or any other muses i have the blog here. no pressure to do so , just placing this here to let everyone know.

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╳ 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐀  ( @youngestsnart | continued from [ x ] )

     Her shoulders lift and fall in a slight shrug as she continues walking. She’s not entirely sure where she’s going to end up. Lisa’s just walking and wherever her feet take her, she’ll end up.

    Besides, she doesn’t really want Stiles to know that she’s planning on running away. He might try to stop her and that’s not exactly something she wants right now. It’s the easier option and she’d rather just go with it. She doesn’t want someone to try to talk her out of it or play detective as to why one of the “good girls” might want to do something as reckless as run away.

        “I’m fine. I don’t need a ride, I can walk just fine.”

         GAZE FLICKED FROM HER towards the road then back again , ensuring no one was in front of him that’s suffer from any inattention on his part. anyone behind him could just deal with his exceptionally slow driving for the next few minutes. his foot barely pressing the gas pedal , only enough to have his beloved jeep crawl down the street at a walking pace.

         HIS FINGERS GRIPPED THE steering wheel , taunt & tight , before he released his hold & tapped out an aimless rhythm along the worn material of the wheel. an unconscious action that held nothing to nerves , merely an involuntary outlet to a surplus energy. although his attentions were usually divided at the best of times , something of intuition was telling him to not simply accept her brush off & drive away. he didn’t know what but he leaned out his window again , marginal & mindful of himself as well as the road , to try again.

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             ❝ Well , I was thinking of stopping to get a burger & some curly fries.                You , you could join me , if you wanted ? ❞

         TONE FRIENDLY , IF NONCHALANT , opting to appear natural about his offer. though no ulterior motive lay beneath his pressing than to merely cheer her up. food always seemed a good motivator for happiness , especially junk food. it was the best he could give at present , that & perhaps a milkshake. if it was wanted.

             ❝ I was planning on eating with Scott , but he bailed on me.                But my treat , if that doesn’t affect any plans you have in mind ? ❞

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Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters

“What are you doing out this late?”

“This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”

“Now what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” 

“You do realize what time it is, right?” 

“Where are you going at this hour?” 

“The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.” 

“Do you know where I am?” 

“The city looks different at night.” 

“This street is very dark…” 

“Why don’t you come stand in the light?” 

“Are you lost?” 

“I got turned around in the dark…” 

“This isn’t the time to go wandering around.”

“Only fools and trouble come out to these parts at this hour.” 

“Looking for trouble, are we?” 

“A little late to be shopping.” 

“Just coming back from the bar?” 

“Think any of the pubs are still going to be open?” 

“Trouble lurks around every shadowed corner.” 

“Woah! I didn’t see you there!”

“Where did you come from?” 

“What are you doing here?” 

“A bold move to show your face here in the shadows of night.” 

“Go home.” 

“It isn’t safe here at this time of night.” 

“You’re being watched.” 

“What are you doing still up?” 

“Looking for something?” 

“I like walking when the streets are empty.”

“It’s dangerous to walk at night alone.” 

“I know where I’m going.” 

“The trees are kind of spooky…”

“Did you hear that howl?” 

“Was…was that an owl…?” 

“This path is scary at night…” 

“The woods is no place a __ after dusk.” 

“Oh you poor soul, wandering lost in the forest under the new moon…” 

“You can’t see the stars from here…” 

“This is the witching hour.” 

“Dark beasts lurk here. Be cautious.” 

“Stay on the road!” 

“Talking a midnight stroll along the beach?” 

“The ocean is so mysterious at night…” 

“What brings you to the pier at this hour?” 

“What dangers lurk in these dark waters, I wonder.” 

“You’re going to get yourself lost one of these days.” 

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╳ 𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐊

[ text to: BatBrat ]: Sorry for hurting your sensitive heart.Not. [ text to:BatBrat ]: If you hacked into the police database again I’ll make sure that the good old Sheriff hears of it. [ text to: BatBrat ]: Humans.You.Me.We both have meat on our bones get over it Stiles. Don’t forget the Wendigos. Great guys. [ text to: BatBrat ]: P.s. -Obliviate my number. Would be nice.

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  )  It’s NOT just me !

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) Ask anyone if human is a form of meat and you will get stares , very weirded out stares ! It’s just not a normal conversation starter.

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) For aNY conversation actually ! Just no.

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) And you can't prove anything. Not a thing !

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) …. With everything we’ve seen in the last few years , idk why I’m surprised to hear about wendigos…

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) BUT my point still stands ; humans = meat = gross. Stop trying to make me seem like the weird one here.

(  ✉️ txt to: sourwolf 🐺  ) P.S.S — Never.

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╳ 𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐊 ( @lupuslxna | continued from [ x ] )

      ⊰ ☾ ⊱~; Hunching forward Derek’s shoulders visibly came to stand a tad higher, the leather of his jacket almost brushing against the ears as he took a deep breath, adding a small shrug before taking a step or two closer to the other male. It wasn’t like the wolf had been trying to keep his presence hidden, the so-called ‘lurking in the dark’ had always been his way of keeping an eye those he considered to need a reminder that he was indeed still watching- besides, he did have a hunch that Stiles might have already known that there was a wolf looking out for the Stilinski men. Well, one, Stilinski man at least.     “Does it matter?”I could tell you were going insane up there.” A nod of his head, Derek indicated that he was talking about the teen’s bedroom- to which he would have access thanks to the window which still presented a safer ‘entrance’ for him. Stiles heartbeat is one of the few that Derek was able to take apart for the pattern, beating fast like the thumping of rabbit’s feet across the forest’s floor.”Go back Stiles, try to get some rest before you drive me up the wall here as well.”

         IT WOULD FIGURE THAT the sparse few nights that were completely devoid of a supernatural peril , even the barest signs of trouble were absent , would be the ones where stiles couldn’t find a lick of peace. perhaps that was exactly it ? the ever present worry that something had to go wrong. everything was good & safe at present , thus it meant the scales were in need of tipping. good couldn’t come without the bad , nor could good stay forever when the bad left.

         WITHOUT ANY DISTRACTION TO be offered , he was going rather stir crazy. there was no need of research at the moment to centre his fleeting concentration , nor could he divert his worry towards another like scott or even his father since tonight the sheriff was in bed asleep upstairs. safe & sound. meaning all of stiles’ seemingly groundless anxieties & excess energies were only fueling his paranoia.

         SPYING SOMEONE HIDING IN the shadows around the boundaries of the yard had caused a skip within his chest. an ice cold fear had drenched his frame , suffering suspended as such for a handful of moments before recognition dawned on him. he knew that outline. hard not to with how often they were thrown into situations together nowadays. at least he could breathe easier knowing it was derek hale , not some shadow creature that liked to eat people who stayed up past midnight.

         … STILES REALLY HOPED THERE was no such thing like that out there …

         EITHER WAY HE HAD retreated from his window to quietly sneak downstairs & out into the yard to speak with the surly werewolf. his arms crossed along his chest in difference to the cool night air & to conceal the jitteriness that always seemed to find an outlet in his hands. always in need of a constant motion , but he would not have anymore of his emotions on display for the ‘wolf before him. especially with the greeting he’d just received.

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             ❝ Well , I don’t remember anyone asking you to be here.                 If it’s , to quote ‘ driving you up the walls ’ , then leave.                 What are you even doing here ? ❞

         THE LAST BIT WAS asked with a more rhetorical air & an increasing level of exasperation , bordering along the edges of ire. threatening to tip over the fading line to true irritation. many times over he’d let it do so had ended with him shoved up against a wall or cowed into obeying due to whatever commination derek growled. & tonight he was too wound up to deal with it.

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            ��        DON’T TAKE MY KINDNESS FOR WEAKNESS                                               DON’T TAKE MY SILENCE FOR IGNORANCE

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Lydia Martin and Stiles Stilinski on episode “Currents”

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I like to think that my stubbornness,                                                           is one of my better traits. 

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being BRAVE             is STANDING up when your LEGS are S H A K I N G            & charging FORWARD when you thought you C O U L D N T even WALK