#stiles stilinski moments

[jessmalia]

Mal's TeenWolf rewatch: Motel California (3x06)

[patolemus]

Saw this post and immediately thought about sterek

I mean, “dude” but like romantically?? If this is not Stiles to Derek then nothing else is

[angkis]

[takaraphoenix]

Steter in s01e12 Code Breaker

[toastybugguy]

Fanon perception:

The actual text of the show:

guys the huge difference is actually really funny when I’m not actively crying about it

[shieldofiron]

drew you some sterek since you’ve been putting them on my dash :)

I AM SCREAMING AND SOBBING LOOK AT THEM AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[versatileversion]

This is a safe space to admit Theo and Stiles have hooked up at least once right?

This is not a ship. I strongly believe Stiles would rather chop his arm off and promptly pass out before he would ever date Theo Raeken.

However…the scene, with Stiles at the stairs, Theo coming in- the light behind him like he’s some kind of angel- theres not just dangerous tension in there. All I can say.

I am a firm believer almost 99% of the McCall pack have or at least would’ve hooked up with Theo. His god damn presence demands attention.

Malia pre-being shot definitely did.

[phantasmagor3ia]

Why did I think this was a vial of testosterone

[fromkenari]

I was thinking back on my Tumblr fandom journey, and does anyone remember that brief, so brief moment when...

"You're not gay."

"I could be."

"Not dressed like that, you're not."

was a hilarious father/son moment when John Noah caught Stiles snooping before it was something that was nailed to the cross of things we had to give up as being fun pokes at the queer-coded character being truly queer and collected as examples of microaggressions and insinuations that he was only queer-coded because it was "funny" if everyone thought he was queer but he wasn't? Like that's in any way acceptable.

Also, don't forget, "There is a bible."

[stilesstilinskisposts]

[jessmalia]

Mal's Teen Wolf rewatch: Alpha Pact (3x11)

[patolemus]

double-whammie wip (not) wednesday

got tagged by @novasillies (still freaking out over their current wip update!!) and i have a bit of the newest chapter for my time travel au to share

“Hey, Stiles?” he calls out to the older boy. Stiles hums distractedly, and Derek knows he’s not really listening to him, too caught up in whatever he’s doing. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” Stiles says. His back is turned to Derek, and he spends a moment appreciating the way Stiles’ muscles shift underneath the fitted shirt he has on as he mixes up his herbs. Stiles still doesn’t look like he’s paying all that much attention to him, but oh well. Derek will take what he can get.

He props himself up with his right forearm, half sitting as he puts his weight on it. “You like me, right?” he asks, sounding calm even though his heart has started beating faster and faster by the second. Derek doesn’t regret asking, though.

Stiles goes taut almost as soon as the question registers. He doesn’t turn around so he can’t see what kind of face he’s making, and his scent doesn’t betray anything, but Derek knows better than to trust it when he knows Stiles knows ways to manipulate it. After a few moments, though, his posture relaxes again and he goes back to mixing up things in the mortar.

“Yeah. Of course I do,” Stiles says. There’s a sort of vulnerability, a softness in his voice, and Derek feels his heart soar. 

He didn’t lie. Stiles didn’t lie. He likes Derek, Stiles likes Derek.

Don’t fuck this up, he thinks, only a little desperate as he tries to keep his heart under control. Not for the first time, he thanks whatever higher being is looking out for him, because if Stiles could hear how fast his heart is racing right now he’d think Derek is the lamest person ever. Which he is, but Stiles doesn’t need to know that.

“Cool,” he says, immediately regretting it. Cool? Who the fuck says cool to something like that? “I mean, I like you, too,” he adds hastily, fully sitting up as Stiles finally turns around.

“I know,” there’s the ghost of a smirk dancing on his lips and mirth in his eyes.

Derek starts to smile, then frowns. “Did you just Han Solo me?” he asks, not knowing what to feel when Stiles just bursts out laughing right there and then.

It’s a beautiful laugh. It takes his breath away. Derek doesn’t think he’s ever heard Stiles laugh like this before. Chuckle, maybe, definitely an amused huff here and there. But never an outright laugh like this one. Derek wants to hear it forever, wants to record it so he can play it back again and again and again, all the time.

He’s so gone on this boy. So, so gone. Derek feels overwhelmed by the sudden rush of affection that overcomes him, a hot, fluttery thing that leaves him tingly all over.

couldn't not do the star war's reference i mean IT WAS RIGHT THERE. anywayssss take the rare angst-free scene. no pressure tags: @dontcallpanic @hedwig221b @salty-fryingpan @oldefashioned @endwersed @dear-massacre and of course anyone who wants to do it

[beaulesbian]

i got one headcanon about the teen wolf movie, because even if i watched it and disliked it very much, they’re now spinning thoughts in my head, mostly about derek and how bad this writing was, so..

with most of the movie not making any sense, and making me angry/sad about the (unnecessary, stupidly-and-lazy written) ending,

there were only like few interesting things- one of them being the way they talked about a board game and knocking some pieces off the board to win:

it reminded me how derek was the king on stiles’ chess board back in season 3 - coincidentally a nogistune arc, (*cough* which this movie couldn’t surpass even if they tried)

‘Is there any reason why is my name on the king?’

and it was never really liked followed up on?? except with derek alone (with peter) trying to figure it out

so even if this was wrapped after s3...

they’re still using these themes for the movie now because they don’t have any original thought.

while trying to say this is rlly a scott’s moment, who could save the day etc etc

this line still doesn’t work, because scott does like nothing to help derek at the end of this all.,

they still don’t win until derek is the one to sacrifice himself. (how stupid is that writing?!! especially given the history of the hale family. and in front of eli?? disgusting.)

but because of that, it could be said that they all lost either way- because (of bad writing) they lost their king.

(idk like anything about chess, but they probably do not either, i just want to talk symbolism and how stiles thought about derek being the king, back in s3 and probably still now, and if only he showed up we know he wouldn’t let anyone hurt derek like this.)

end of rant. i’m going to go forget this movie even exists.

[naturally-geeky]

I have this conversation going on in my head after watching the dumbass Teen Wolf Movie…

Stiles: *driving into BH after hearing about the shit going down, passing his old Jeep* WTF

Stiles: *arrives at the police station, barging through his dad’s office door* Can you explain to me why I saw the Jeep being driven around town by a kid?!

Sheriff: I gave him the Jeep… he kept stealing it

Stiles: Why would you do that?!

Derek: *quietly enters room* That kid is my son, and I fixed it up for you.

Stiles: *whips around, startled by the voice* Derek! He… he can have it I guess… *walks over and hugs Derek, glaring over his should at his dad and whispers* later… we’re having words old man

Sheriff: *smiles and laughs* Sure thing kiddo

[handsofred]

Hanging By A Moment

They weren’t sure where it really started. Just that it spread quickly and deadly. The only thing, which was known, was that it started in Europe somewhere, cities and towns collapsed, and the news and media went dark.

Whole countries just disappeared over the weeks, more and more just vanishing from the air and from the news. Those that were still reporting anything they could spoke of a disease, of a virus consuming people, dragging them down with flu-like symptoms.

At first, in the very beginning, they just thought it was another flu outbreak, something that they could handle. But then hospitals start to fill up with the sick, doctors and nurses started to be overwhelmed with the number of casualties that were filing in through the doors.

So, they shut them.

It caused uproar, terror. But it helped at first. Some cities spoke of the number of ill lowering. Things were looking better and so hospitals reopened.

But then it happened again.

The virus spread again, quicker this time. Doctors and nurses, still trying to recover from the first wave was stranded when it came to helping others again. They were lacking protection, medicines, the basic equipment that they needed to save lives and help.

And then the deaths started coming.

People died and they were removed from wards, from their own homes. That was fine, but then more died and more died again. The number grew too large for people to deal with, to keep on top off. So, they started to litter the streets in front of properties and even around the backs of hospitals where the morgues were. The smell grew putrid, the pungent aromas filling the air as bodies started to decompose where they laid, many were wrapped up in blankets, in shower curtains and other types of plastics. But after a period of time, those things were running out themselves, so bodies were just dumped in piles.

People did try to bury their dead at first, in backyards and in parks, anywhere where there was a piece of land diggable. Funeral homes still took bodies until they all stopped, too overwhelmed with the number. They tried to embalm them, supplies ran low and then out. Those lucky enough to work in the places before falling sick themselves spoke of the sickly sweetness of the embalming fluids, the almost cherry -almond type of smell that permitted the air, sticking to their skin and clothing. But even then, when supplies went, when doors closed to the public and workers fell ill themselves, they still tried to be decent with the dead.

Makeshift crosses went up, wooden posts from fences bound together with twine and garden wire, stuck in to the ground of mounds. And then the dead grew too fast for the living to bury.

And to the streets they were left too.

Millions died; thousands were still sick. It never seemed to end and then it did, just not in the way people thought it would, nothing like the first wave.

The dead came back.

[bidisasterevankinard]

Ok, why no one told me that Jeff decided not to stop with one movie, but made at least one more? after such a mixed comments?