He's So Cute. I Just Want To Bite Him. And Bite Him. Bite Him Again. Bite Him. Bite Him. Bite Him. Let

me: hey remember that silly werewolf show that you liked when you a weird little teenager? y'know what'd be funny, if you rewatched-

*gets shot by the hyperfixation beam*

...ah damnit

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

Derek: "Are you even listening to me?"

Stiles: "I'm sorry, did you say something? I was too distracted by your whole broody-alpha thing. Very intense."

Derek: "I will literally throw you into the lake."

Stiles: "See? Intense."

something dumb i sketched cuz i havent been able to draw anything substantial today lol

[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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Soft Sterek to heal the soul

fanart for podcast characters is so funny like how do you know

Something something werewolf physiology something """advanced healing""" something increased reactions to perceived cellular damage something overactive melanocytes-

Anyway. Freckled Derek - what do we think, chat?

sometimes I wonder how y'all are obsessed with specific characters and I'm like "why them" but then I remember that sometimes its literally not your choice you just look at them wrong and all of a sudden they're taking up your every thought forever