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I should probably stop being lazy and get into the swing of things again. Maximum Effort?

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Haven’t been ignoring you all, been in the hospital the last three days. But I’m better and I am working on what I owe! 

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[TEXT] Stiles: Hey, yeah! You seem pretty cool. Different. But like, not in a bad way? In a good one. Definitely. 100% Inviting. Enjoy that bus ride home, I would probably commit suicide. 

[TEXT] Elena: I’m really glad I met you today, I didn’t think I would meet someone I could get along with so well in just those hours that we had. It was great seeing your home town, certainly very different to Mystic Falls. I hope we meet again, Stiles. Don’t forget to message me when you can. Elena x @davoidxx

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You Keep On Running

    Looking between Elena and the body on the ground at her feet the realization of what she did settled in his body, and he couldn’t help but feel the fear burning in his veins. It wasn’t often that she showed what she was, or even let it be known, but in moments like this Stiles remembered that she wasn’t human. That she, in fact, was a vampire. It sent a shiver down his spine and caused his heart to jump in his chest. If she could take somebody else’s life, what was stopping her from taking his? The same life source ran through his veins. What simply made him human. Blood. And it was the very thing that vampires were trapped by.

But there was still that sense of doubt in the back of his mind. Doubt that Elena would have done something like this. She wouldn’t have actually killed somebody. She was too kind, too alive, even if the heart in her chest hadn’t had an actual beat of its own in months. “You killed him.. Didn’t you?” He knew the extent of what he was asking, and he even knew what her answer was going to be. But he hoped she would say no. Even if she was lying.

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Aggressive | Callous | Cannibal | Careless | Compulsive | Cowardly | Domineering | Envious | Greedy | Hypocritical | Impatient | Impolite | Kidnapper | Lazy | Liar | Lustful | Materialistic |Murderer | Obsessive | Overcritical | Overemotional | Patronizing | Psychotic | Sarcastic |Self-Indulgent | Serial-killer | Torturer | Touchy | Unclean | Unpredictable | Untidy | Vain | Vengeful

Villainous Attributes

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Aggressive | Callous | Cannibal | Careless | Compulsive | Cowardly | Domineering | Envious | Greedy | Hypocritical | Impatient | Impolite | Kidnapper | Lazy | Liar | Lustful | Materialistic | Murderer | Obsessive | Overcritical | Overemotional | Patronizing | Psychotic | Sarcastic | Self-Indulgent | Serial-killer | Torturer | Touchy | Unclean | Unpredictable | Untidy | Vain | Vengeful

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DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS

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Void x Lydia

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who is more likely to hurt the other? - Voidwho is emotionally stronger? - Lydiawho is physically stronger? - Voidwho is more likely to break a bone? - Lydiawho knows best what to say to upset the other? - Voidwho is most likely to apologize first after an argument? - I doubt either of them would.who treats who’s wounds more often? - Probably Void, if he decides he doesn’t want her to actually die.who is in constant need of comfort? - Bothwho gets more jealous? - Voidwho’s most likely to walk out on the other? - Lydiawho will propose? - Umm, I can just imagine Void proposing with a heart on a platter.who has the most difficult parents? - Lydiawho initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? - Lydiawho comes up for the other all the time? - Lydiawho hogs the blankets? - Voidwho gets sadder? - Lydiawho is better at cheering the other up? - Voidwho’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? - Lydiawho is more streetwise? - They’re both pretty close.who is wisest? - I wanna say Void, cause he’s been around longer? Lydia is actually in with the time period though.who’s the shyest? - Lydiawho boasts about the other more? - Voidwho sits on the other’s lap? - Lydia

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Stiles & Elena

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who is more likely to hurt the other? - Stileswho is emotionally stronger? - Honestly, I’d say they’re both pretty low on emotional stability.who is physically stronger? - Elenawho is more likely to break a bone? - Stileswho knows best what to say to upset the other? - Stileswho is most likely to apologize first after an argument? - They’re both stubborn so idfk.who treats who’s wounds more often? - Elena (Nurse complex.)who is in constant need of comfort? - Bothwho gets more jealous? - Stileswho’s most likely to walk out on the other? - It’s 50/50who will propose? - Good questionwho has the most difficult parents? - This is depressing, Stiles?who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? - Just kinda happens.who comes up for the other all the time? - Elenawho hogs the blankets? - Stileswho gets sadder? - Elenawho is better at cheering the other up? - Mewho’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? - Elenawho is more streetwise? - Stiles?.. Ish.who is wisest? - Elenawho’s the shyest? - Elenawho boasts about the other more? - Stileswho sits on who’s lap? - Stiles totally sits on hers. 100%

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send me a ship and I'll tell you...

who is more likely to hurt the other? who is emotionally stronger? who is physically stronger? who is more likely to break a bone?  who knows best what to say to upset the other?  who is most likely to apologise first after an argument?  who treats who’s wounds more often?  who is in constant need of comfort?  who gets more jealous?  who’s most likely to walk out on the other?  who will propose?  who has the most difficult parents? who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?  who comes up for the other all the time?  who hogs the blankets?  who gets more sad?  who is better at cheering the other up?  who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? who is more streetwise? who is more wise? who’s the shyest?  who boasts about the other more?  who sits on who’s lap? 

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— santanico pandemonium

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Starter Call?

Writing and answering things, debating on making food.. Maybe I’ll share? But probably not.

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My s o u l to keep. 

         No control. He had no control over his body, over his actions, over the words that left his chapped lips. He wasn’t able to stop the amount of blood that just kept building and building on his hands. Funny how one second something that was yours can easily be taken over. The Nogitsune had been on a bit of a roll, merciless, and so far every attempt the pack had made to stop him was futile. And it was leading to one final option, killing the host to get rid of the parasite that was inside. Stiles wouldn’t blame them. He had already come to terms with the possibility of that outcome actually happening. And at one point in time, he actually encouraged it. Afterall, they were running out of time, and the Nogitsune wasn’t giving them many options.

“If only you could all see how absolutely pathetic you look..” His tone was filled with thick poison, backed by an even darker malice that practically dripped from every word that rolled off his tongue like silk. There was no stutter. No slur or rushed words. It was completely evident that the being standing in front of them was definitely not Stiles. And he had every intention to destroy everything in his wake.

And then in a matter of seconds it all happened, that strawberry blonde that the boy was so attached to was standing in front of him, holding the hilt of the katana that she had just used to pierce right through his abdomen. Her face was horrified, and a faint apology fell from her lips. And just like that, the second his mouth opened to release what everyone would have thought would have been a gasp or a cry of pain, a small black fly emerged. Abandoning its dying vessel. And it didn’t take long for the pack to realize what had just happened. The Nogitsune got out just in time, he wouldn’t die with the boy like they had all planned. No, he wouldn’t die at all.

He exchanged a quick glance with Lydia, fear, and realization playing over and over in the back of his mind. Feeling a thick, warm liquid ooze from his left nostril the pain finally settled in his chest and he coughed, marking her porcelain skin with the garnet that had begun to stain his teeth. The world around him started to blur out and suddenly the ground beneath his converse felt like a vibrating surface that would knock him right off of his feet at any moment.. And that was exactly what it did.

He met the ground with a thud. A thud that to him seemed far louder than it should have been. The sword that had impaled his stomach rattled and hit the floor as he fell. And it didn’t take long for Scott to find his side, apologizing, begging, and pleading for the human to stay with them, to hold on. Even with his frantic tone of voice he tried to reassure him, that help was on the way, that his dad was on the way. But all Stiles was able to do was take a few more shallow breaths before the rise and fall of his chest came to a still, pupils dilated, and his blood stained hand slowly slipped away from the wound that he was covering. Lydia collapsed to her knees, refusing to release the scream that burned her throat like a hot branding iron and Allison ran to her side, and all they could do was watch as Scott McCall cradled the corpse of his best friend.

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Just Come Home

          Every step he took that lead to that velvet lined box felt like the longest walk he would ever take. He didn’t understand any of it. When he was introduced into Elena’s word he was told stories of Vampires, Hybrids, and Witches that were capable of going through with even the most unthinkable of acts. He was told of Doppelgangers, and Heretics, and even Hunters. But nobody was capable of preparing himself for what had happened the night before.

Nobody could have prepared him for the morning that he would lock his comatose girlfriend up in a coffin where she would be safe from the very people that wanted the cure that ran beneath her now human skin. The moment he was back at her side he had to fight the urge to break down right then and there, and instead Stiles brought his hand forward to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear, fingertips trembling. “I guess I’m supposed to.. Tell you that this is gonna be okay..” He spoke lowly to her, brows knitted together in thought. Amber eyes glazed over with the same kind of moisture he tried to keep at bay, but the second he started to speak to her and knew that she wouldn’t be able to say anything in return, the entire situation became a little bit more.. Real. Taking her hand in his he let his  thumb brush gently against her skin, squeezing his eyes shut before he tried blinking away the tears. His voice cracking as he whispered, “Please, E… Come back to me..”

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When I wake up, I’m afraid,

Somebody else might take my place.