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“You are Poseidon’s son.”
“I am Sally Jackson’s son!”
YEAH YOU TELL EM PERCY FUCK A DEADBEAT DAD
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I am going to eat this entire candy cane.
u just know bones is gonna make this panel into the most diabolical fish eye ever
my favorite thing ever is when supernatural creatures just love stiles ❤️ like oh yeah. there’s a family of pixies in some random forest in california who ADORES stiles and practically wants to adopt him. yup there’s the yeti who’s practically in love with stiles and is willing to do anything for him. oh! there’s the mermaid who would literally pay to be a human for a day just to spend time with stiles. and there’s the old vampire who is always gifting stiles antique knickknacks and practically has stiles in his will (“vampires have wills!?”) wherein he’ll inherit his entire dracula mansion and possessions from like the 1600s. i just crave supernatural creatures who just adore stiles ❤️ little silly stiles ❤️ derek is so so torn whether or not he should be jealous or be happy because that’s his stile
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Yes, yes, claws. Big bad werewolf, so very scary, yadda yadda. Whatever. Not important.
You know what is important? Derek Hale's fucking booty pop.
Holy Jesus, the bounce on that ass is like the distance to the moon and back!
God damn. I wonder if he has chonic back pain carrying that thing around. I mean, I know I fucking would if I had to lug around two Jupiters made of Jello every day.
Now, notice how he doesn't shake his hips or twerk his pelvis in any way? Like, his back and legs show his perfectly still skeleton?
This means that that is all just supple butt flesh involuntarily rippling under his sudden movement like setting down a plate of flan.
His ass looks like it was fucking startled.