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Stiles on his 100000th rant of the day my beloved

oh yes it's that time of year again

stiles stilinski edit by me!

hes so silly

I feel like this drawing possessed me, sat me down and painted itself

The irony in that the primary idea was to focus on the arms and give stiles a tattoo but i couldn't get it to work with the limited colorpalette - altered closeup with the tattoo included under the cut! [find my stuff on Redbubble!]

Used mare.blk's tattoo style because if hand tattoos weren't a no-go in my chosen profession, I would get one by them done in a heartbeat. So stiles gets one instead lol Also used a 3D program to figure out the pose and angles - the canon height difference is there but bc derek's leaning it looks like stiles is taller which i'm not mad about I'll get around to drawing more derek initiating things soon, apparently i have a lot of stiles taking action to get out of my system ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[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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I've got you all figured out fanartists

Imagine you work at some fucking roadside diner in buttfuck nowhere and you have to wait a table with three dudes who aren't from around here and the guy with the long hair immediately pulls out his laptop with what looks like cult shit in the web browser and asks for your worst salad option, and the guy in the trenchcoat sniffs the pepper shaker and declares the molecules to be very sharp and the guy with the greenest eyes you've ever seen calls you sweetheart and then proceeds to engage with intimate eye contact with trenchcoat to a degree that is downright indecent and then orders the heart attack special on your menu and every time you walk past their table they're talking about that gruesome murder that happened in town and the pretty guy is feeding the trenchcoat guy fries while the hair guy talks about desecrating corpses

They deserve all the happiness