who do you ship stiles with in the show?
That's a tough question because I wish I could ship myself with him haha. Anyway. In all seriousness, I like Stalia more than Stydia... I don't know, they just seemed like a better match and I loved their dynamic. Also, their breakup was so confusing which bugged me, but regardless... I just feel like Lydia's feelings for Stiles weren't expressed well enough for me to like them together, but that's just me. And I don't really like her that much to begin with but that's a whole different rant I could go on.
Thanks for asking! 💜
So I recently dipped back into my teen wolf hyper fixation because I like how Dylan Obrien acts and stiles stalinski as a character, and I was on ao3 and I filtered out all the stuff I didn't want and
Why is stiles shipped with grown men so often?
I don't understand why it happens so often. Not even just him and Derek, but him and Peter, Chris argent, Gerard argent, the crazy alpha werewolf from the crazy alpha werewolf pack, various grown men from other works because it even happens to him in crossover pics.
What is it about this 17 year old boy that screams grown men desire me carnally
It's not even just for angst, like him being captured and something deeply unfortunate happens while some deranged grown man has him locked in his basement, but as just a normal part of the fic
And some people will try to justify it with and they didn't fuck until stiles was 18 like that isn't an excuse real life groomers use.
Anyway, I just wanted to ask cause I wasn't going to go into some random sterek fic and start asking why pedophile ships are somehow the most popular ones in the teen wolf Fandom!
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Amen to that! 🤭
Can totally picture stiles gf having a special bra strap that she solely uses for binding his wrists, while he writhes underneath. But doesn’t dare attempt releasing himself from fear that he wouldn’t be able to survive the punishment of waiting even longer before you touch him. Or finally letting him touch you.
(Would anyone want any more of this?)
YES. This is everything I want in life. 10/10. I'm reading this again tonight and tomorrow and probably every single day of the rest of my life 💜
The Jeep’s windows were fogging up, the scent of old leather and Stiles’s cologne mixing in the heated air between you. You were straddling his lap in the driver’s seat, your fingers tangled in his hair, and Stiles—oh, Stiles—was a mess beneath you.
You kissed him again, slow and deep, dragging your nails lightly down the back of his neck. He whined.
You grinned against his lips. “Was that a whimper, Stilinski?”
He huffed, breathless. “No—shut up—”
You rolled your hips experimentally.
Stiles let out a choked guhhh sound, his head thunking back against the seat.
You giggled, thoroughly enjoying the way he was coming undone beneath you. “You really don’t have a filter, do you?”
“It’s—not—my fault,” he panted, gripping your waist like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. “You’re—you’re doing things, and my body is just—reacting, okay?”
You kissed his jaw, letting your lips brush over the sensitive spot just beneath his ear. Stiles yelped.
“Oh my God,” you laughed. “I love the noises you make.”
His hands spasmed on your hips. “I hate that I make noises.”
“Well, I don’t.” You nipped at his earlobe, delighted when he let out a full-body shudder and another strangled groan. “It means you like this.”
Stiles let out a weak, breathy laugh. “No, yeah, I hate making out with my ridiculously attractive girlfriend in my Jeep. Terrible experience.”
You hummed, pressing your forehead against his. “Want me to stop then?”
His eyes snapped open, panicked. “Do not test me.”
You grinned, tilting his chin up to kiss him again. This time, he met you with desperation, his fingers gripping your waist so tightly you knew you’d feel it later.
Then—
THUD.
The sound of a fist knocking on the Jeep’s window made you both freeze.
“…Stiles,” came Scott’s unimpressed voice from outside. “I can hear you from the parking lot.”
You slapped a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing. Stiles groaned, dropping his head onto your shoulder.
“Scott,” he whined, voice muffled. “Can I please make out with my girlfriend in peace?”
A pause. Then:
“Not when you sound like a dying cat, man.”
You lost it, shaking with laughter as Stiles muttered every curse he knew into your neck.
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Just busy thinking about that trope where Stiles and Stuart are twins and they share a girlfriend...
Both of them are probably a bit possessive of her, showing it with their eyes as they watch the other around her, but don't say anything, knowing that the conflict would only end up hurting her in some childish argument.
Stiles is definitely more open about his desires to show his affection with physical touch. Stuart probably has just as deep of a desire for that but isn't as bold. He's definitely more subtle and isn't big on PDA.
The two probably internally compete to give her the most pleasure when in the bedroom, but refuse to be vocal about it, because, again, it'd only cause her more stress.
Noah has probably walked in on the three of them snuggling on the couch and quickly moving away from each other more than a few times. They do their best to keep him from finding out because they don't even want to imagine his reaction.
Perhaps they take turns going out with her on somewhat public dates for personal romance purposes, but they try to be a bit discreet so that no one suspects the truth about their situation and judges them for it. Plus, the secrecy adds to the fun.
And all of the cuddling possibilities... They probably refuse to be anywhere but on either side of her. Why would they miss out on her touch by being next to their brother? So, she stays in the middle, turning over every so often to face the next twin after some time with the other. Maybe sometimes she has to forcibly decide their positions to vanquish their petty bickering and greedy hands.
She really tries to treat them equally, give them plenty of attention, and make sure that neither of them feels left out, and they couldn't be more grateful. In turn, they are always there to listen and support her when she's upset or going through a hard patch, looking at her lovingly, wiping away her tears, holding her hands, and giving her sweet words of encouragement.
Just some thoughts though...
P.S. If anyone wants an actual blurb about this, let me know :)
I don't have time to write an entire drabble or whatever, but please, in honor of Christmas Eve, just think for a moment about Stiles frantically wrapping presents and making an absolute mess.
Imagine it's late, almost midnight, and he completely forgot to wrap the gifts he bought. He's huffing and puffing, shoving the paper over the boxes and other strangely shaped items, and smashing a ridiculous amount of tape on every corner and crevice. It's a shit show, but he needs to get it done.
In the middle of this chaos, his girlfriend calls him to wish him a good night and whatnot, and she can hear his rushed frustration and trouble with making his two lanky hands work the way he wants them to. She asks him if he's ok and what the hell is he doing?
He brushes her off and simply tells her that he forgot to do something important, yet again. She easily guesses the task at hand, thanks to all the noise he's making, and offers to come over and help him.
He quickly shuts her down in a slight panic, telling her that she absolutely cannot come over. She then pesters him about why he's so against the prospect, and eventually he caves: most of the presents are for her.
Merry Christmas Eve to everyone who celebrates and happy holidays to all! I hope everyone has a lovely day and good luck to those who are struggling! 💜
making stiles and stuart be twins and share a girlfriend is kinda weird and kinky don't ya think?? like they wouldn't do that irl
Well, it's a good thing that we both have freewill, right? I get to write whatever I want and you get to read whatever you want 💜