New account, ask if you want it.
Think I might remake this account somewhere else and not tell anyone about it except like two people.
So, there's a good chance that I'm going to end up getting rid of this account because there's only like one person that bothers with me so... yeah. I don't know. I'm just feeling super cynical and inadequate.
contemplates deleting this account because no one needs me here
This account just makes me feel like I'm being annoying. So I'm just going to go...
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s t a g e s o f p o s s e s s i o n.
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My muse has a black eye but refuses to talk about it, how does your muse react?
He was just enjoying the hot water beating down on his shoulders, relaxing his tense muscles and warming him up. His eyes were closed and his head was tipped back, some of the spray hitting him on the forehead and making water splash all over the place. Stuart heard the curtain move, and didn’t even have to open his eyes to know who’d stepped in with him.
"Worried I’ll use all the hot water, or did you just want an excuse to see me naked for your alone time?" A smirk danced across his lips and he rolled his neck, face and hair getting properly soaked before he shook his head, letting little droplets hit Stiles in the face. Whiskey eyes opened a bit, twinkling with amusement.
Stiles isn't sure what he was doing. God, this was so depraved and horrible, but there was a more than tiny part of him that wanted it. He'd stood in the hallway listening to the water run for the longest time, torn between going back to his room and opening the door. It wasn't until the thought occurred to him that eventually Stuart would get out of the shower eventually that he'd pulled the door open and slipped into the warm room. A shudder rushes through him with the temperature change, the steam clinging to his skin and making his clothes feel heavy. Pulling them from his limbs there was another moment that he stood staring at the door before slipping in behind his twin.
Teeth played against his lower lip, eyes clenched shut and partial preparing himself to be punched, but the words had him shivering at just the very thought of what the other was implying. God, Stuart was such a dick. "Are you complaining...?" His voice wasn't all that sure, but he hadn't moved from where he stood, fingers twitching with the desire to touch the other.
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Oh darling. I haven't been underage in 5 years XD
spams schadenfreudestilinski whoops
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theartoflivinginpeace-deactivat
Source: weheartit.com
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#cosmo sits like a whore
#cause of increased rates of teen pregnancy in BH
# close ur legs cos
sends all the memes to schadenfreudestilinski
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He’s trying really hard to not just smirk at the elder twin. He really wants to, though. He wants to do other things, too, but that’s besides the point. “Are you sure you didn’t, Stiles? Because you’re getting quite defensive. It’s all right, you know. If you thought of me on purpose. Really, it is.”
"You're killing me here, dude." Oh, he noticed the twitch of his brother's lips as he stands there all but grinning at him. Honestly there was a huge urge to punch his twin in his smug little face. "I'm... not sure. I'm not getting defensive, dude. I'm not. I didn't, it was an accident. Just stop." Maybe he was getting a bit defensive, but he wasn't about to do this. Not with his brother of all people. He couldn't. There was no way.
#schadenfreudestilinski#[ x. interaction ]#[ omg can we actually do this? just like months of close calls and intense denial on Stiles' part. ]#[ like just throwing himself into things with Malia and trying to distract himself and trying to distance himself from Stu ]#[ but he still ends up crawling into bed with Stuart when the nightmares get bad and hundreds of stolen glances? ]#[ It's totally cool if you don't want to... I just have a need for pain and angst lol ]
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“Butbutbut… EW! Am I not stressing the ew enough for you?! Because I can stress the ew! The ew holds no bounds! Especially when it applies to whatever you may or may not have done at Lydia Martin’s lake house!”
"Oh my god, are you even listening to me? Stop bitching about not being invited to some party that wasn't supposed to happen. Also nothing happened between me and Lydia, you douche, she was busy keeping freshmen from crawling the walls and I was trying to keep Malia from tearing my throat out."
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"I’d like to turn plenty of things onto you."
"How is it different? I mean, we’re twins. And, let’s say, hypothetically, that we both think of each other when we need some tension relieved. How’s it different?"
Yep, now he's staring at the other for the longest time before even blinking and shaking his head. "Everything is innuendos with you. Oh my god." There's a few flailed movements before the twin settled again. "It's just different. I don't know how it just is. It wasn't like I did it on purpose." Lie. Total lie. "Just... happened. Oh my god stop staring at me like that, you douche."