A Love All Our Own || formerlunatictm

formerlunatictm

it was something about the way that stiles had called him an alpha that really got the other going. the corners of his lips snaking up into a devious smirk before he was closing the distance between them, pushing the other up against the wall. his lips had easily found the others, a very faint growl coming from him then. “say it again.” peter had managed to get out while his hands were pushing up on stiles’ shirt, referring to him calling him an alpha once again.

Stiles hadn’t been the same since the nogitsune, and he knew it. HE’d ventured close to darkness, seen the ash colored shades he was in and found a way out of it. He’d changed in a lot of ways, but also a big portion of him had decided to stop hiding the part of him that made him unique. He’d never seen in the same shades of black and white as Scott, and the nogitsune had proved that. So when he was drawn to Peter once again, he didn’t ignore it. And that was how he was pinned, practically purring at the way Peter manhandled him. “Fuck me like the alpha we both know you are. Be my alpha.” he half panted as he returned the kiss, reaching to wrap his arms around Peter’s neck.

Party of Two || xgoldenhour

xgoldenhour

“Hmmm…you’re adorable. I like you.” The blonde hummed. “I think we should do this date night in more often. Especially with the wine. Wine is invited. Always.”

Stiles laughed a little as he sipped his wine again. They’d been hanging out the whole semester and and nothing had made him uneasy. The midterms were done a d they’d passed and he’d offer to celebrate by staying in, eating pizza, drinking soda and wine and playing video games and watching tv. “Is it a date night?” He asked, grinning. “Cuz I like that. You’re cool and funny and you get me.” He slurred, leaning back into the couch.

dylanholyhellobrien:

But, oh, how the devil rejoiced // k.s.

xgoldenhour

“Huh, sounds like a challenge.” It felt like a moment where Eloise wished she had a drumstick, so, she could put it at him and squint her eyes as if they were about to compete in battle of the bands.

“Psh, I can’t afford anything fancy anything. Just like a burger over at the Melt. Loser can cough up like 3 bucks. I mean, unless you’re chicken.”

Stiles narrowed his eyes at her. “Confident, sounds like fun.” He grinned, playful since she was the first one he’d met that didn’t seem to be put off by his spazzy nature. And she liked video games, so that made it even better. “I’ve never said no to a fun challenge.” he teased with a smile. “Let’s go.”

“That was the worst pickup line I’ve ever heard.” [from Stiles?]

fiirstbeta:

send a thing / get a thing

“i thought it was pretty good.” the beta spoke, rubbing at his temple then as he was shaking his head. “let me try again..” trailing off, liam had cleared his throat before he was looking to stiles once more. “wanna make like fabric softener and snuggle?”