stiles stilinski. indie teen wolf rp. werewolf wrangler of scott mccall’s pack. private/selective and open to new partners canon adjacent after 3A. written by pattie.
[[i miss writing here but I think I lost Stiles as a muse :/ ]]
Only watch this video with tissues handy ❤
[[i’m one year older today but I’m pretty sure we all agree that nothing counts age-wise during a pandemic, yes?]]
“Mhm.” Noelle didn’t believe him one bit. She pats his shoulder with a laugh. If there was one thing she loved to do, it was teasing Stiles. “I thought you said it wasn’t a crush?”
“I did! It isn’t! Which is why we shouldn’t keep talking about it, because it isn’t a thing and why would we bother talking about things that aren’t a thing?” Maybe if he talks fast enough, she’ll get distracted and they can talk about something else. “If you keep this up, I’ll start harrassing you about your not-a-crush. I know things too.”
stiles stilinski. indie teen wolf rp. werewolf wrangler of scott mccall’s pack. private/selective and open to new partners canon adjacent after 3A. written by pattie.
❛ trouble just follows me around like a bad smell, you know…kinda like you do, ❜ he mutters dryly, eyes rolling heavenward. ( yep, still hates this stupid town. ) ❛ my back doesn’t need watching, for the record. ❜ ( not currently, anyway. )
“i don’t smell.” does he? no. he’d check, but then derek would know he made stiles doubt himself. and that’s not cool. derek is -- the worst, sometimes. “tell that to all the times you’ve already been attacked or kidnapped. relax, i’m just hanging out until the rest of the pack is back in time.”
that’s not what she meant, but she will not stand here and discuss the family who murdered hers like this with a stranger. ❛ get your little crooked jawed friend to meet me without argent, ❜ she says, and there’s an implied or else in her tone, though she hasn’t thought that far ahead. ❛ call him. set up a meeting. now. ❜
“all right, geez, no need to get violent.” he can see where derek gets it from. or maybe she got it from him. sibling dynamics weren’t exactly his area of expertise. “keep your claws on.” he pulls his phone out and dials scott, keeping his eyes on laura. “heya, scotty. any chance you can meet up with -- yep, how’s after work? nah, just you. and me. because i’m great, that’s why. okay, at the loft. an hour. see you then.” he ends the call and shrugs, looking back at her. “an hour soon enough for you?”
@sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense sent in “ wake up. wake up. wake uuuuup. “
‘‘You’re a brat.’‘ Peter mumbled, eyes still closed even though he was already starting to wake. ‘‘Why are you awake before me?’‘
“What makes you think I went to bed? Get up, I want you to read this article and tell me if it’s true or if it’s crap.”
@sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense sent in “fuck off. i mean it.”
‘‘I think that little skip in your heartbeat begs to differ. I could fuck you off if it’ll make you feel any better.’‘
“When was the last time anyone told you you were a gigantic jackass? Might be time for a refresher there, dead wolf.”
‘‘Do you ever actually think without speaking out loud? Yeah, you are right about that. If anyone’s going to rip your throat out, it’s going to be me.’‘
“Look, if I say yes, you’re going to know that I’m lying, so why even ask the question? I’m flattered that you would save my throat, dude. That’s real kind of you.”
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I feel this, I also wanna rp older theo - high school plots get kinda tiring
don’t get me wrong, i love hs plots! but like --- part of the reason i’m writing is to drop stiles in stuff he’d never do in the show, so yeah, i want to drag some of my writing buddies into the future with me l o l
[[hey look, a day where i have lots of time to write but zero motivation or inspiration -_-]]
He hated it when Stiles had a valid point. ‘’You eventually noticed, or will eventually notice, if that were to happen again. There’s no guest room, Stiles. You see where I sleep? Where my room is? That is the only room. Top’s floor is just open space.’’
“Right, and we’re trying to avoid the eventually part of it.” Stiles shrugged. “Fine, point me to your least favourite corner -- I had a feeling that was going to be your answer, so I brought a sleeping bag. I’d say I hope you don’t mind that I’m going to invade your kitchen with my hot pockets, but -- I don’t really care that much.”
Stiles Stilinski + favorite quotes [12/?]