#stiles is dumb

[twpromptsillneverwrite]

Scott: Don't let your boyfriend Stiles distract you.

Derek: Stiles and I aren't dating.

Stiles: We aren't? Then what about the movie nights, the late night dinners, the amazing sex, the...

Derek: Wait, are we dating?

Isaac: Good thing you realized it cause you were about to miss your anniversary.

[subpar-celestial]

I NEED a formal apology for being weirded out by sterek because I just saw some shit with Tyler Hoachlen talking about how inconsistent his characters age is.

AND UPON REWATCH IT ISSSS!!! At the beginning Stiles openly States Derek is just a few years older than them (presumably 2-3 max), but as the show goes on I SWEAR they start treating this man like he's in his thirties!!

AND I KNOW y'all are gonna mention how Crystal Reed was older than Tyler Hoechlin and it's trueeee, but it's all about the perception. None of them were actually highschool age but we perceived them to be and then Derek just like kept getting older and older.

By the end he was pretty solidly roped in with the adults. In my mind there was the pack (Scott and the gang), the adult pack (parents+ Derek), and the puppy pack (you all know who all that refers to).

Basically my dumbass with short term memory forgot that Stiles literally says Derek is a few years older than him, and I got confused about the legitimacy of these fictional characters relationship.

[patolemus]

AU where Stiles and Derek are both in high school and they have this long standing rivalry that started years ago back when they were still in elementary school and they hate each other, absolutely despise each other. Do they remember why? Not really, but they do know they must beat the other at all costs.

Derek is captain of the basketball team and Stiles does track. They both have trophies and awards, Derek has won the state championship ever since he started playing, and Stiles gets gold or silver in all of his events during competitions. Their GPA is exactly the same, Stiles is a History genius and Derek always aces English. They both suck at Chemistry, and they hate Harris. It's the only thing they ever agree on.

The only other highlight of their high school career besides their epic and everlasting hate-hate relationship is the anonymous person they've been talking to through annotated books.

Stiles blames his impulsiveness, because one day in freshman year he picked up a book full of little notes in the margin of the pages in the library and decided to answer all of them with his own little insights. Somehow he ends up having entire conversations made in intervals of a few days, in the form of words written on paper.

Derek? Well, he likes to annotate books and have mini conversations with himself, and he uses a pencil to write them, it’s not like he’s permanently damaging school property or anything! He starts caring less and less about that, though, when someone starts leaving answers to his annotations, much more invested on the conversations than on the preservation of school property.

Now, years later, about eighty percent of the library's books contain little messages and full blown conversations between two complete strangers. Stiles and Derek are about to graduate, and neither of them knows who this other person is. Which is a tragedy because they're pretty sure this mysterious person is the love of their life.

Spoiler alert: they're right.

[kvtnisseverdeen]

TEEN WOLF: 1.01 "Wolf Moon"

[teenwolf-confessions]

[dontcallpanic]

I was tagged by the unbelievably incredible @patolemus to do a not-wednesday WIP. And it's wednesday! So have a not-wednesday wednesday WIP!

Because you are the queen of breaking and filling my heart with your beautiful writing I wanted to share something deep and meaningful and profound. But I can only write goofy situational humour. So have this from the small strange town au WIP instead!

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Stiles only makes it about ten paces down the street before he hears the bang of a door and angry sounding footsteps. He’s not even sure how footsteps can sound angry but somehow they do. He doesn’t turn around because hey, not everything is about him and in this case, he really hopes it’s not about him. Besides he only knows Alison in this town and he may not know her well, but he knows her well enough to know she doesn’t stomp.

Then someone shouts his name.

Again? Seriously? How can this many people want to talk to him, he’s barely been here a day!

He turns around slowly, exercising a healthy amount of trepidation, wondering what the hell is going to happen now. His worries aren’t at all assuaged when he sees Cora of all people, stalking towards him with a perpetual scowl drawn across her face.

Stiles tries his hardest, he really does, but he can’t help taking a reflexive step back in the face of such unwarranted aggression. He does however, manage not to raise his hands in surrender as she walks right up to him and thrusts a paper bag into his chest.

“Here,” she says baring her teeth at him in what Stiles thinks is supposed to be a smile. Or an intimidation tactic.

It’s definitely an intimidation tactic.

“Wha – what the. What?” Stiles says eloquently, flinching bodily as if she has just handed him a live racoon. “What is it?”

Cora rolls her eyes.

“It’s food?” She says. The dumbass is implied.

Stiles blinks and stares suspiciously at the paper bundle. “Why is it?”

Cora rolls her eyes again and Stiles watches in awe as the corner of her mouth actually curves up in a sneer. He wishes his own sneer was that effective. This one could wither a man’s testicles at 50 paces. 10/10. Very effective. He swallows hard.

“Laura called,” Cora snaps. “She said you probably hadn’t eaten today and I had to give you food if you showed up – or whatever.”

She literally looks like she is too cool to be having this conversation with him and Stiles can’t help but feel like he’s the one who inconvenienced her, even when she was the one who chased him down. He quite literally, does not know how to feel about any of this.

“I uh. Wow. Um Thanks? That’s… nice?”

“Yeah, calm down. It’s just yesterday’s leftovers.” She turns to walk away before she abruptly spins back around and pokes a very threatening finger towards his chest.

“And stay out of the woods.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Wh - why should I stay out of the woods? What's in the woods? What do you know about the woods?”

Cora literally growls in frustration and throws her hands up in the air.

“Or don’t – whatever. I don’t care. But don’t say I didn’t warn you, okay!”

And with that she spins around and stomps back into the coffee shop leaving Stiles gaping after her.

“Ohmygod, this town is weird,” Stiles mutters to himself, shaking his head and throwing an arm up in exasperation or despair – even he’s not sure at this point.

“Don’t worry dearie,” says a little old lady, awkwardly patting his elbow as she shuffles past. “She’s like that with everyone.”

“Oh. Great – thanks!” Stiles calls after the lady’s retreating back. “That makes me feel… so much better,” he trails off, the usual sarcasm falling a little flat but he supposes that’s only to be expected after receiving both threats and lunch in the same conversation.

Unfortunately, for Cora at least, she needn’t have bothered. All Stiles heard is ‘there’s definitely something going on in the woods. You really need to check this out.’ And let’s face it anyway, who really hears ‘don’t go into the woods’ and thinks ‘huh. That’s not suspicious at all. There’s definitely nothing there and I’d better not look.’

People just love to be dramatic.

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I always feel awkward tagging people in these because I'm extremly conscious of how incredibly well all the amazing people I could tag can write (and that they might have to read this if I tag them!) and I also don't want to bother anyone! But there's so many people I'd love to read snippets from sooo no pressure tags include:

@gege-wondering-around @hellameyers @oldefashioned (just if you want to share at any point when you're back <3) @patolemus (again if you wanna share anything else now or in the future!)

And anyone else who wants to - feel free to tag me too!

I have been obsessed with what everyone has been sharing recently! There have been SO MANY amazing words I can barely cope!!

[blackhholes]

-castles crumbling

[crushed-oranged-angered]

I’m just realizing how frustrated I am by how super open-ended Stiles and Scott’s mental health still feels by the end of the series. Stiles never really learns to manage his anxiety. In fact, I feel like the writers continuously justify his anxious paranoia, no matter how unhealthy it is to live that way. And a lot of people have talked about how Scott’s self-sacrificial issues and tendencies to avoid his own problems are frequently encouraged by the narrative if not ignored entirely. Idk I get it was a show about werewolves they weren’t exactly looking to solve mental health. And I understand how stigmatized mental health was in 2011-2015 and still is today. But like. They brought it up? It feels so unfinished It’s just weird that this show ends and so many of the main characters feel like they are still struggling. The only character who gets any resolution to their internal battle is Derek (and maybe like 2% Isaac if you count the tiny side quest of battling through his claustrophobia in season 3A but completely ignore his continued inability to process his mountain of grief)

[miss-meichu]

Character A: randomly losing control of their magic and instead of finding an outlet to release it on they just let it flow over themselves, use to the pain

Character B: Noticing one night, suddenly very mad at Character A

[stereknation]

Filter Out the Starlight by skoosiepants 

Summary: “Why are you not more curious about me?” Stiles says when Derek’s got the door half open, sun spilling over the dark wood, dust motes spinning about his legs. Stiles is wearing fabric that hasn’t been invented yet, he’s clutching a smart phone to his chest, and he appeared out of nowhere, like an angel. 

Softly, Derek says, “We all have our secrets,” and closes the door.

Or -

A heartbroken Stiles accidentally travels back in time to find his one true love. A harlequin-ish Christmas romance.

Rating: Teen +

Main Character(s): Stiles Stilinski

Additional Character(s): Derek Hale, Cora Hale, Vernon Boyd, Malia Tate, Scott McCall, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes. 

Pairing(s): Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Tags: Alternate Universe, Time Travel, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Romance, Angst with a Happy Ending

Words: 12,238

Chapters: 1/1

[snaplight-anxiety]

the vibe of teen wolf season one was so different lwk like there was some Lore going on that they. did not really ever expand on huh

[grapecaseschoices]

/venting

[youareperfection]

I need teen wolf fic recs!!

The fic needs to include these things:

•sterek

•bad friend scott

•good peter

•hale pack can include derek, stiles, peter, jackson, isaac, erica, and boyd

•mccall pack can include scott, malia, kira, lydia, allison

•its fine if it's a little switched, doesn't matter but derek, stiles, peter, and issac NEEDS to be in the hale pack

•hale pack treats stiles like he's a child that needs to be protective, so definitely overprotective!pack

•hale pack absolutely HATES scott's guts

PLEASE RECOMMEND ME A STEREK FIC LIKE THIS WITH THOSE THING IN IT, IT'S A LITERAL NEED!!!!!

[delicatestm]

[✉;Stiles]: heeey. so… about the vacuum cleaner.. first, it was like weeeeeee then it was like woooaarhh

[✉;Stiles]: then there was smoke and it was like fuck u and we need a new one.

[oliver-the-kid]

This. This is my type

[dontcallpanic]

A bit late as always but I was tagged by the incredible @patolemus and the wonderful @gege-wondering-around to do a WIP-Whenever!

If you happen to be reading this, do yourself a favour and go and check out their WIPs! I am still reeling!

Disclaimer: This is still the Strange Small Town au but it's something i've written recently and its wildly unedited at the moment - and I'm dyslexic so please, please, please tell me if I have a dumb typo. I will not be embarassed - nothing can embarass me anymore, not after repeatedly mixing up tests and testes for my (bound and submitted) disseration!

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A book tucked high up on the shelf catches his eye – B. H. Lore

He doesn't know why this one in particular grabs his attention but he finds himself slipping it off the shelf before he can think twice.

What surprises him more than anything else, though, is how the book is entirely handwritten. He frowns, quick fingers leafing though, scanning page after page of elegant script and unbelievably detailed drawings of... monsters?

Honest to god, straight out of an arcane legend, monsters.

Stiles arches an eyebrow, hardly daring to believe that the first book he selected is an actual, real life, bestiary.

It looks genuine too, Stiles can see where the pen has dug into the paper, tiny blots of ink scattered from the ends of words. He can feel the indents, see the imperfections in the ink, the discolouration of time. The cover seems like leather, embossed with faded gold lettering. In short, this book is old as balls. And if it's not autentic well, it's one hell of an art project.

Stiles hmms to himself, teeth pursing his lips together as he turns this anomaly over in his mind.

This book looks like it's straight out of someone's private collection, so what is it doing on a publicly accessible library shelf?

His fingertips tingle, a shock of anticipation thrilling through him. He feels as if he might actually be getting somewhere now. Somehow he knows this book has the answers to his questions. Well, maybe not the ones about human combustion, but definitely the ones about red-eyed monsters lurking in the woods.

His hands still of their own accord, the book falling open to an ink sketch of a large, ancient tree and a chill shivers down his spine. He's never seen anything like it. The sheer detail is... breathtaking.

The drawing spans the entire width of the book, intricate roots twining down to fall off the edges and long branches stretching out like fingers. All along the limbs of the tree, there is writing, minute, cursive and arcane. He leans forward bringing the book closer, nose almost touching the page as he squints to make out what it says.

Sing over bones...

“Interesting choice."

Stiles jumps, startling to attention and nearly drops the book. He fumbles it, bouncing the book physically between his palms, his face screwed with the agony of trying to protect the delicate, leather bound tome from complete destruction.

The book falls open as his palm gets a grip on the back cover and Stiles watches with the kind of slow motion that only horror can bring as an entire ream of paper slips from the front and scatters like glass across the floor.

The world freezes as Stiles stares at the destruction around him before he slowly, ever so slowly, turns his head to look at the woman who's eyes are now blazing with a fury that could set fire to his entire soul.

“In my defence,” he starts before the red-headed Valkyrie can even open her mouth. “You startled me.”

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For next week, or whenever, always no pressure whatsoever tags are: @patolemus @gege-wondering-around @hellameyers and whoever else wants to share! As always thank you for reading and I hope nice things come your way!