Things start off bad. Very, very bad. Deputy Parrish wakes up in his squad car to the foreboding splashing of flammable liquids. If there are going to be any liquids liberally sprayed upon Deputy Handsome, they should not be the flammable kind. For suggestions for acceptable fluids, please see Ao3.
LEA have you seen the new gifset of Dylan O'Brien with FACIAL HAIR and a little beard/goatee thing happening because when I saw it, my first thought was, "well this is obviously sexually tornado of bangability Stiles"
I no longer can look at Dylan O’Brien directly cuz my nipples get all pointy and my pupils turn into stars and it gets kinda weird. Thanks Dylan O’Brien.
Cannot believe that everyone’s not CONSTANTLY writing stories where Stiles comes back from college, spark summer camp, WHATEVER and Derek’s like DON’T LOOK AT HIM. DON’T—EYES ON THE FLOOR, HALE. DON’T MAKE IT WEIRD.
SO HE CAN GROW HAIR NOW. BIG DEAL. WHO CARES. IT’S NOT LIKE DEREK’S WONDERING IF HE’S GOT MORE THAN THAT WISPY PATCH ON HIS CHEST NOW. IT’S NOT LIKE HE WANTS STILES TO DRAG HIS CHIN OVER THE INSIDE OF DEREK’S THIGHS. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT. DEREK JUST HAS OTHER STUFF TO DO WHEN STILES IS IN THE ROOM, OKAY
Seriously, man, just retire.
"Dylan and I have an inside joke: we frequently, during blocking, consider that there is an alternate version of Teen Wolf that is a straight up comedy…" ~ Holland Roden
it is pretty laughably bad…
…and now I’m SOBBINGIt’s nice to have these authentic, emotional, character-driven moments on the show every once in a while. Every once in a great while.
like twice a season…
Yeeeeeeeees Mason. Someone knows their priorities.
His name was Danny.
thebacklot ain’t got time for Teen Wolf’s shit
Let’s face it, thebacklot just said what we were ALL thinking.
Heya, are you still taking ficlet prompts? I have my final exams tomorrow and I love your jealous/possessive!Derek writings. If you're not too busy and have the time, Id so appreciate a good luck ficlet :)
[GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR FINAL EXAMS!!! HAVE SOME FLUFFY COLLEGE AU…it’s not really jealous Derek, but there is a good luck/study theme!!! ]
Derek knocks on Stiles dorm room door, tapping his foot patiently. He just finished all his exams and thrilled for the start of the break, eager to hang out with Stiles and celebrate or something.
Stiles isn’t answering, so Derek sends him a quick text, frowning when Stiles neither answers it or opens the door. “Stiles!!” Derek shouts at the door.
Now he’s getting a little worried.
Derek calls Scott just to check if Stiles is hanging out in his dorm, but Scott tells him Stiles said he had been planning to study for this last final the whole day in his room. “I saw him at breakfast, but that’s it. Is he okay?”
"Not answering the door or his phone," Derek says.
"Hey, I gotta get to my exam, but you shouldn’t worry. He’s probably just in the zone," Scott says confidently. "You know how he is."
Derek hangs up, not feeling at all mollified, because Scott can say that without hesitation, but Derek can’t. Scott and Stiles had already known each other before they started at UBH, already had a close-knit friendship and were finishing each others sentences when everyone else in the freshman class were still scrambling to learn about each other.
And Derek? Well, it’s been an interesting quarter to say the least, but he’s grateful to call them both friends. He now regrets a little not saying yes to Stiles’ offer when they first met, but at the time Derek had been really not into one night stands and it had taken him by surprise. And besides, Stiles had just laughed it off and asked if he wanted to hang out anyways, and then he made a good friend out of it.
It would be really, really weird to cross that line now, ten weeks into their friendship. It’s not like Derek can just say, “Hey, remember the first thing you said to me, you were kind of wasted but told me you wanted on my dick and I said never in a million years? Well, actually now that we’ve become friends I’m actually kind of in love with you now, and it would be great if you could just, forget the so-wrong assumption you made that I’m not attracted to you, at all.”
Yeah, that would never work.
I adore your blog and your Friends/Teen Wolf crossover fics. Any chance you'd write one based on "The one with Ross's tan" ? I do not care who the tan one is. :) Anyway, thanks for reading my ask.
It takes Stiles nineteen minutes of pacing outside the door to let himself in. He’d turned back to the stairs at one point, but he’d heard Kira Yukimura from 11b humming to herself and he’d just known he couldn’t let her see. Kira is cool. They should really ask her up for drinks sometime. When he’s… recovered.
Everyone’s making casual small talk when he comes in, tosses his keys on the side. Only Derek looks up, as he always does out of habit, and Stiles wants to kiss his stupid, perfect face normally. He loves that Derek’s always aware of him, always waiting for him, happy to see him.
Derek freezes, lowers his cup to the table, expression totally stunned.
"Hey man," Scott twists around to wave casually, "And, then I asked if— holy shit!" He leaps up, pointing at Stiles. "Your face!"
"Scott, don’t be mean," Lydia chides without looking up, nose buried in a book. "Stiles’ face being traumatic to look at was removed from the joke list when Derek started getting pissy about it."