#fourdirtyxpaws

Rate how I RP my muse. 1 to 11.

[ The shadows. I am the night. ]

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] You're really lucky that you're cute because if you weren't I'd have stopped talking to you by now. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Something in that sentence is a lie.[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] And its not that you're cute.  

Send me ♥ for a sexual/naughty text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] { attached image }

Send me !! for a threatening text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] I swear to god I might actually punch your dad the next time he actively tries to cause a panic attack. 

Send me ☼ for a morning text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] It's five am... and I know I don't sleep a whole lot[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] But why do you always manage to wake me up when I finally do? [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] It's a good thing you're cute. 

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Run. Just run. They're coming.

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] You know what not everyone cares that she's the weird new girl, okay? Because that's not what she is. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] I don't give a shit that her dad is an alpha. What the hell does that matter? It's not like he's here to try and take Scott's job of baby sitting you lot. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Trust me, I've met the guy. He'd kill you first. 

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Pretty sure your dad hates me.[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Like legitimately hates me. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] All he did was stare at me yesterday when he picked you up. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Like him showing up in leather on a motorcycle wasn't terrifying enough. 

Send ✘ for an unsent text

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] You probably shouldn't stick around here. Beacon Hills has a nack for killing off pretty girls.[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Hell my friendship seems to come with a death warrant.[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] I don't want you to be the next Erica. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Or the next Allison. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] You should just leave. It's not safe. [ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] I'm not safe. [ conversation deleted ]

Send ☠ for a threatening message

[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] Did you seriously just call me SIX TIMES ONLY TO HANG UP THE SECOND I PICK UP!?[ text ; Stiles 2.0 ] I'm never talking to you again. Oh my god. 

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

send me a “what?!” for my character’s reaction to yours sliding their hand in my character’s pants.

They were lounging on the couch in the McCall living room, both Melissa and Scott were both off doing their own thing and Isaac was trying not to freak out about the fact that Aileas was all but laying on top of him paying more attention to the drawstrings on his sweater than the movie she'd said they had to watch. It wasn't long until she caught him watching her rather than the movie, using his chest as partial leverage she wiggled herself up until they were eye level. At first he didn't fully realize that her pressing her lips to his own was meant as a distraction, but he went into the kiss more than willingly, his fingers threading into her hair as she hovered over him. 

It wasn't until he felt her fingers wiggle under his belt that he realized exactly what she was doing---what he was figuring now that she was trying to work up the courage to do for a while now. He couldn't stop his hips from arching up into the touch, a sound leaving him only to be lost in the kiss. 

Send me a "☤" For my muses reaction to waking up with your muses head between their legs.

Falling asleep with her hadn't been planned, they'd been watching movies in his room and she'd fallen asleep against his shoulder, he hadn't had the heart to wake her up so he'd just left her. He hadn't been planning on falling asleep himself, in fact he didn't remember the last time he'd fallen asleep without whatever the hell it was that Deaton had given him to help his stress induced insomnia. But he had, and she'd clearly woken up before him. He'd expected her to be gone when he woke up, because who the hell would stick around? For him of all people.