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[bellexmort-a]

@troubxesome​​ LIKED FOR A SMALL THING.

“remind me again why you dragged me all the way out here rob...?” lydia said, looking around the house a little bit. “am i going to get arrested for trespassing? whose house is this anyway?”

[mieczlw-a]

[He’s   growling   softly   as   Stiles   is   examining   his   fangs.   Robyn   snaps   playfully   to   startle   the   other   boy,   licking   his   lips   with   a   smirk.]   —-Well   doc,   did   you   find   any   cavities?

               with      a      startle   ,      he      brings      his      hand      away   ,      eyes      narrowing      in      the      other      man's      direction.         "         no   ,      and      i'm      not      a      doctor   ;      i'm      a      deputy.         but      looks      like      your      tooth      tugged      a      little      too      hard      on      whatever      it      was      you      were      chowing      down      on.         take      a      pain      killer   ,      you'll      be      fine.         "   

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[badassbetaerica]

@troubxesome​ || ( x )

Erica was loving her new persona at school. She could do whatever she wanted and no one dared to challenge her. She trailed her nails along the nearby lockers as she walked towards someone she’d been just waiting to talk to. The other Hale. She finally approached him and leaned on the locker next to him, a smirk playing on her bright red lips. “So, I’m going to assume you’re in on the werewolf stuff too. Why aren’t you a part of the pack?”

[shroudedspark]

“Do or do not, there is no try.” He snaps at Stiles, before (without any effort) elbows the vending machine to release the pack Reese’s after the human paid for it.

He’s just about ready to give up when Robyn slides up next to him and saves his horrible, no-good day, with a Yoda quote to boot. “See, this is the reason why you’re my favorite Hale.” He says as he leans down to take what was rightfully his. “If only your family was more like you, then Beacon Hills would such be a better place.”

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@troubxesome || Robyn

"---You can't care for everyone when you're trying to survive for yourself, first..." Robyn coldly stated, scowling at Theo being so brave to seat directly next to him. He kept seated, eyes staring ahead-- pretending that he was still sitting by himself, taking a deep breath. He knows what it means to be alone and claw his way up to the top. Literally, he did everything he had to reunite with Derek, be in a pack again-- adjust to having people around who actually care. It wasn't easy to open up. This Beta had to be extremely selfish before he was comfortable with Isaac, Stiles, and finally Scott. And it took a lot of trial and error to be part of this gang of misfits. 

And once again, Theo is fitting in with ease.

How annoying... "Busy." He repeated quietly. He huffed and frowned, so that's how they're being now. "But able to direct you to find me. And now they're busy." They're only busy because they don't want to deal with his stubborness. Scott doesn't want him around to help, and Stiles doesn't want to hang out--- that really makes his blood boil, and he feels ultimately betrayed and angry. And without warning--- Robyn answered Theo's question, ensuring that his claw swiped across Theo's face to leave a bloody wound that will in fact need a day to heal. A temporary reminder for Theo to keep his damn distance from the Beta.

 "I think they have more stuff to busy with now... oops."

"This is not me trying to survive." He wore a puzzled expression, one of sheer protest. Despair. "I just want to be in this pack, is it so bad? Don't you want to belong somewhere?" Omegas rarely ever survived on their own.  And the moment the Dread Doctors finished with their success, he was A L O N E. He knew better than to think they’d care. Better than to think they’d establish his safety. His well-being.

Before he could open his mouth. Before he could justify Scott, a sharp pain caught him off guard. Startled him.

Impulsively, he stood up, his own hand meeting with the wound. It wasn't the pain nor the blood that’d shocked him. It wasn’t the injury itself -even though he could tell it was deep-. It was the fact that Rob had attacked him. The fact he'd made his final choice: they w o u l d be enemies, standing on opposite sides. But then, hadn't it been a self-destructive move coming from Rob? He could go to Scott, tell him that his little Beta had lashed out. That he'd lost control. 

"What the hell?!" The words came out loud, aggressive, shocked. He'd known that Rob hated him. That his very single existence frustrated him. But violence? He hadn't seen it coming. His own eyes glowed yellow just for a moment -hell, the desire to punch him was growing irresistible-. He couldn't do it, though. The moment he fought back, he'd be at fault. He'd lose his only benefit. Scott would blame H I M. And yet, pride was working busily within him. That paroxysm of rage burning powerful -almost unbeatable-.

 "No wonder they don't like you. Irritable teens with insecurities... Not the best company."

[wickxdwxtch]

@troubxesome ASKED SLEEP MEME: KAIBYN

Who is a night owl: rob, kai always falls asleep before he even gets home.

Who is a morning person: neither. but, kai does wake up before rob... which is a little weird considering that kai likes his sleep but, whatever. 

Are they cuddlers: yes, omg

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon: so, kai actually prefers to be the little spoon? only because the wolf is always warm, and he really enjoys that. 

What is their favourite sleeping position: usually kai is the first one to nuzzle against the male, for warmth and just companionship if anything. robbie will throw a arm over them, and then they just end up snuggling for the rest of the night. think ross and joey on the couch, when they are taking naps during that one episode lol

Who steals all the blankets: ROBBIE 

What they wear to bed: okay so rob loves to tease kai, so he’s always shirtless with a pair of shorts. while kai just tends to wear a shirt, and his briefs. he’ll sometimes even steals one of robs muscle shirts just because. 

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: uhhhh. i feel like it’s a even split?

Who falls asleep mid-conversation: kai

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: they both do, but kai will tease rob about his because he swears that they are just puppy dreams. 

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: ROB HAS PUNCHED KAI IN HIS SLEEP. ITS CANON. 

Who can’t keep their hands to themself: both, but kai is kinda really bad with it? like... he just adores his little wolf bud, i don’t even know. 

[starcourtscream]

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[wickxdwxtch-moved]

@troubxesome​ asked *[Robyn’s eyes rolled after Kai intrudes his room, and groans immaturely and rolls onto his stomach as he laid on his bed .] Kai... just, go somewhere else. Gimme another hour—...

        “ dude --- i’m bored. “ a hint of a whine rolled off the tip of the males’ tongue as he walked over to the side of the bed, lazily nudging into his side with the tip of his index finger. “ and you promised that you’d buy lunch. “ a sigh fell from his lips as he sat down next to him, bumping into him purposely as he did. “ and it’s one so... no. “

[packhcwls]

        Blood trickled down the side of Scott’s cheek, the droplets of crimson staining his jean jacket which might have bothered him if he cared-- favoring a piece of clothing seemed so trivial. Glowing eyes faded back to a chocolate brown, his gaze lingering on the body of what they found to be a Ghoul. Thing came into town and started feeding on locals-- a mere threat and nothing else to Scott. Didn't bother to get his name or a reason--- didn't matter. When his claws finally retracted after his heartbeat started to level again, he reaches up to touch the wound on his cheek that was slowly healing, eyes diverting from the body and over to Robyn who had went on this Suicide mission with him. The only one who trust not to get himself killed or make some attempt to have some kind of bonding moment like Stiles strives to do.                       “We should bury the body-- or toss it over the ravine. Easiest clean up.”

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[hastodosomething]

“—Yo, without arguing... can we share an order of large fries?” [See? Rob can be civil and negotiate, because he ate all the chicken nuggets last time.]

@troubxesome

     “Why would I argue with you about fries?” Doesn’t make sense to Scott. It doesn’t occur to him about the chicken nuggets before. “Yeah, we can. I’m hungry.”

[bellexmort-a]

@troubxesome​ said:

(Robyn’s body is exhausted from the full moon— neck, wrists, and legs bruised up by his restraints, also, his hands are covered in blood from digging his claws into his palms the night before. He was so out of it he chose to stay home. For two days straight. He opens up the loft door, eyes widen at Lydia, and now he’s embarrassed, frowning and lack of eye contact. “Uh, Hey... you.” He begins to rub the back of his neck, wincing at the pain.

“...you weren’t in school.” she said as she looked Robyn up and down, noticing the way he looked like complete and total shit. She had seen Derek and Scott look like that after full moons, but not quite to this extent. Shifting, she pulled a folder out of her bag and just let herself into the loft before she tossed it lightly onto a table. “That’s the work you’ve missed....” she said as she looked around, before turning to look at him again. “....could have called, you know. Texted. Something. Instead of just going AWOL.” she’d been worried, she’ll admit that. To herself anyway. Never out loud. “....are you hurt?”

[mieczlw-a]

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[protegeons]

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‘ i hope you know i’m keeping your forever and ever. ’  

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

@troubxesome || Robyn

He groaned, Robyn knew he wasn't going to enjoy this soda in peace. He stood quiet and continued putting his focus into his drink. "And those two knuckleheads decided to send the Omega off to find me? Great job, Theodore." he snapped gently, "I bet you really want that gold star, huh?"

 The werewolf wasn't thirsty anymore, as usual--- that scent leaves a bad taste in his mouth. His nose wrinkles and he huffs loudly. "And what if I'm not, did you come to make me feel better?" Rhetorical question, of course Theo wasn’t.  

“I definitely know you’re here for a reward from Scott. But I’m not gonna let you go back, empty handed...”

Claiming that he’d expected a warm welcoming, hugs and smiles would’ve been a terrible lie. Long before he’d even suggested that he found him, he’d known that the treatment would’ve been horrible. That Rob would’ve hated his very single presence. That he’d have thrown some snide remark. Some poisonous words.

And he’d been right.

While an amusement rioted in his eyes, while he shook his head in disapproval, the concern didn’t leave his face. Instead, he took a seat right next to him, gave a small shrug. “Is it so hard to believe that I might actually care about all of you?” His tone was abounded with a protest, a sense of injustice. Of misunderstanding. Almost as if he couldn’t understand the reason, the male was being so hostile.

“They were too busy, they sent me. There’s no coaxing or evil aspiration or whatever sly intention.” His tone remained as genial as possible, as kind: even though he raised his voice just a bit. “What is /that/ supposed to mean?” He asked regarding his last phrase.