Stiles: When Me And Derek Get A Divorce, It WILL Be In An IKEA. That Place Is Built For Divorces

been considering writing a sterek fanfic for a little while now, but as usual I ended up accidentally crafting a whole fucking plot to the point where I'm basically outlining an entire Teen Wolf season before any of that sweet sweet gay shit even happens.

...we'll see if I ever write one word of it down lol

I wanted to meme before the big day.

Not yet, Brutus.. not yet..

[pack training session]  Derek: Wow. Scott just killed Stiles. He wasn't fast enough to untie him before the hunter pulled the trigger.  Stiles: Derek--- Derek: I can't hear you, Stiles, you're dead. Scott, he bled out in your lap. And now you show up at my door. How are you going to break the news to me? Let's see.  Scott: Okay, we don't have to do this. Derek: Ah, hello Scott! How are things going with Stiles, the love of my life? Wait, why are you here at this late hour? And whose blood is that?  Scott: Dude, I get it.  Derek: It's---it's Stiles' blood? This is devastating. I'm inconsolable. And...  [Derek snaps his fingers]  Derek: I've killed myself.

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Derek: Why did you look at my lips?

finally (for tonight) everyone’s favorite loser bi guy who dresses like a lesbian and is just like me fr (derogatory). give it up for whatever the hell a stiles is

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a good way to inspire yourself to do more is to see yourself as the wacky sitcom B plot character in your friends lives, "wouldnt it be funny to tell the friends in my phone about it." has gotten me to do anything from going to a festival (excelent) to wild camping (it went badly) (coastguard called) to trying to get the train to stonehenge (stonehenge costs money so i ended up just getting lunch in sailsbury, it was okay.) i bought a bicycle today and 20% of my reasoning was "itd be funny to surprise my roommate by coming home with a whole bike." . life is for living. and baby i live for the bit.

Teen Wolf Incorrect Text Posts 10/?

And you're fire, but sweet hot coals beneath my feet warm blood, body and I lost it when you found me

warm blood by flor

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This song always gets me in a soft mood (even more than usual, if possible) tried sth new with the hands, vaguely inspired by egon schiele

As a person who has gone through lots of interests and hyperfixations (hello, ADHD) the idea of all your old interests that maybe you’ve grown out of living in a big old house being looked after by Hyperfixation and Passion, still happy and loved and ready to come out and play whenever? I’ve felt genuine grief over fading interest in things I loved and the thought that an interest doesn’t really die, they’re still cared for and safe, that you can still come and visit another day and have fun with them just makes me so happy.

peter hale, my girlypop <3