I’m always amused by “Keep Calm and [Anything]” fan art.
Oh, yah.
Fans. Calmest fuckers I know.
How so royal, Holland???
It’s okay. I ripped her arm off. All better now.
#Fixin shit #like an alpha #teen wolf #I heart Sophie Grace
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN I NOW HAVE MY OWN TAG.
UNHHHHHHH. HOW’S THAT FEEL.
Son of a bitch here I go again.
#Stiles please stop instagraming your closet #Derek doesn’t have an iPhone #He doesn’t get what you’re trying to tell him
I’m ashamed of how many times I’ve already done it.
It’s like an impulse at this point.
THEY ARE SO ADORABLE THEY’RE LIKE TWO BABY DEER MEETING IN THE WOODS ON TREMBLING LEGS AND PRESSING THEIR SOFT, WET NOSES AGAINST EACH OTHER
OH MY GOOODDDDDD
I really do love their relationship. Like, A LOT.
#yet more adventures in Stiles Stilinski’s closet
Scott: Mocha frappucino. Scott does not give a fuck whether people interpret that as “masculine enough” or not; a mocha frappuccino is a gigantic coffee chocolate milkshake covered in whipped cream and, usually, sprinkles, since any coffee place he goes to regularly has established him as a favorite customer and will pull out the stops for him. Why the hell WOULDN’T he order it? (When it’s his mom buying the coffee, he orders whatever the cheapest thing on the menu is and exclaims over it like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. Melissa is not really fooled, but she appreciates the effort.)
Derek: Black with three creams and four sugars, unless anyone’s watching him order. Then just black. (He’s got a sweet tooth, but he’s trying to pretend otherwise.)
Stiles: Just black, unless anyone’s watching him order. Then he gets whatever random concoction he can come up with, peppermint raspberry mochas and double cinnamon pumpkin spice lattes. (He likes cop coffee, the bitterer the better, but has spent so long lying to his dad about drinking it that it’s become habit with everyone else).
I AM SO HAPPY TO DISCOVER THAT THIS IS A THING THAT NOW EXISTS IN THE WORLD. HOLY FUCK.
LAURA STOP SCROLLING AND READ IT.
Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffftttttttttttttttt
So THIS just happened on my dash.
Awwww, honey. One day it will be you in that gay porno .gif
And frankly I’m sure somewhere on tumblr it already is.
Stiles why do you have handcuffs right next to your bed? You kinky son of bitch. I call for Sterek sexy times.
I want to think about Sterek sexy times just as much as anyone…
But, people, he IS the Sheriff’s son. It’s not like he’d have a hard time finding them.
Sometimes I worry people are like blatantly overlooking huge parts of Stiles life because they’re trying so hard to see Sterek. But this was intended as a silly post and I’m going to accept it for what it is.
is that I keep mis-typing Scott as Scoot.
You go Scoot McCall. Four for you, Scoot.
