Word count: 632
(This is definitely based on Jess and Lane in class from Gilmore Girls, but not exactly the same. Season 2, episode 19 for anyone who's wondering :))
Stiles, late as always, comes stumbling into his first period classroom, practically falling into his seat, which is conveniently right behind his girlfriend's. He looks around at the students next to him in confusion, not having a clue what they are working on until the teacher not-so-kindly slams the test on his desk. His eyes widen as he flips through the many pages and scans the countless questions. He sighs and reaches into his backpack, loudly rummaging around before freezing. He removes his hand and taps on his girlfriend's shoulder. Stiles' girlfriend, trying her best to focus on the test she surprisingly tried to study for the night before, ignores the obnoxious tapping and furrows her brows.
With a huff of frustration, Stiles whispers her name, and when he gets no response, he whispers it more harshly.
Clearly bugged, she whispers back, "What?"
Stiles leans over his desk, hoping that she won't keep ignoring the urgency in his voice if he's closer to her ear. "Give me a pencil."
"I don't have another one," she mutters.
His eyes narrow at the back of her head, "Then give me a pen."
"We only have like twenty minutes left."
He enunciates excessively due to his irritation, "Then give me the answers."
She sighs and shakes her head before responding quietly, "There's a pen in my bag."
Stiles glances at her backpack on the floor. "I can't go through your bag"
"Yes, you can"
He speaks frankly, his hushed tone slipping away from him, "My mother would crawl out of her grave and barbarically kill me if she knew I did something so immorally against her teachings." Receiving an aggressive shush from the teacher, he ducks his head down.
She rolls her eyes and successfully maintains her whisper, "You've done far worse and survived this long." Begrudgingly, she fishes out a pen from her bag and reaches behind her to hand it to him. "Just take it and shut up."
Smiling victoriously, "That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Stiles' eyes linger on the back of her head before looking down at the test and sighing. He races through it, barely reading any of the words printed on the pages. By some miracle, he finishes in time despite guessing on pretty much all of it.
As the couple walk down the hallway after class, Stiles' girlfriend gives him an impressed look while speaking teasingly, "You really finished the whole thing in less than twenty minutes?"
Stiles shrugs and uses a cocky tone, "Oh, yeah. Anyone with at least two brain cells could. I guess your singular brain cell is just inferior to my three."
She laughs lightly, nudging him with his elbow. "Makes perfect sense. So, wait, why were you so late?"
He sighs as he answers, "There may have been a minor issue with a certain vehicle..."
"I feel like this Jeep is doing you more harm than good-"
He quickly interrupts her, knowing what she's insinuating and speaking firmly, "Absolutely not. No. Never."
She looks at him with a hint of sympathy, "I'm not telling you to do anything, I'm just making an observation."
Stiles stops in front of his locker and faces her. "The only thing you get to observe is me fucking your brains out in my beautiful Jeep after school," he pauses, realizing what words just came out of his mouth. His face turns slightly red but he decides to take a leap of faith and roll with it, his voice turning softer and more sincere, "Please?"
His girlfriend smiles and looks around to make sure no one heard his blunt words. "Return my pen to me after the last period and you have a deal."
Stiles' face lights up and he makes a firm fist, elated by his success.
My writing is strictly inspired by the actor's presentation of himself online.
◆ General:
◇ Slow Morning
◇ Ten Minutes
◆ High Schooler!Dylan x Reader AU:
◇ To His Left
Polaroids of Dylan unwrapping presents from his girlfriend today via Instagram
Hide from the creepy ass AI while you still can! (This is NOT a drill)
I JUST FOUND OUT PEOPLE SHIP STILES AND PETER 😭😭😭 THATS EVERYTHING BAD ABOUT STEREK TIMES 3 SOMEONE SAVE ME
This is the sweetest thing ever! Fantastic job, once again. I can't even form words-
a/n: april is autism awareness month and i wanted to do smth with our favorite boy! 🫶🏻 reader has lower support needs ( as this is based off of my experience as an autistic person with lower support needs ). not everything will be applicable to all readers.
he’s not unfamiliar with autism, exactly. he knows a lot of his adhd traits intersect with autism traits, but he’s never had a reason to explore it further.
until you.
when he learns that you’re autistic, he goes on one of his adhd deep dives ( sort of like when he went on the werewolf dive when scott was first bitten ).
he knows a LOT about diagnostic criteria ( and sometimes wonders if he himself fits it but that’s for another time ).
he also learns what your dislikes are— tastes, textures, sounds, etc. so he can do his best to keep them away from you. he also knows that are perfectly capable of doing those things yourself but he keeps track anyway because he loves you and he wants to help.
he’s never infantilized you before and he knows that you are your own person. god forbid anyone tries to take your autonomy or imply that because you’re autistic, you can’t do simple things or basic tasks.
but if you do end up needing a little help here and there, he doesn’t mind. he knows what it’s like to struggle with neurodivergence and he’s had a lot of practice with his own. maybe he messes up sometimes but he has good intentions.
he notices shifts in your behavior almost instantly. most of your friend group does but that’s due to supernatural senses; stiles just has an innate focus on you and learns to tell when something is different.
and he does his absolute best to soothe whatever is causing your distress. if some of your classmates are talking too loud or yelling across the cafeteria, he asks to take you outside away from it. or if you’re at a party and suddenly there’s too many people around, he’ll take you to somewhere more secluded. overstimulation is a feeling he knows well, so he sympathizes and does what he can to aid you.
he memorizes a lot of your coping mechanisms. whether it’s the way you tap your fingers together or how you brush the fabric of your skirt back in forth because it’s a texture you like or the rapid onset of blinks that seem to go like clockwork, he knows them all. sometimes he uses them too.
YAP SESSIONS. having an adhd boyfriend is a blessing when it comes to conversation.
he can talk for hours on any of his given topics and so can you. hyperfixations and special interests go hand in hand and god forbid if both of you have the same one at the same time. it happened once and you both ended up staying up all night without realizing it because you were too in depth with your conversation.
and just because he likes to talk, it doesn’t mean he won’t let you talk. sometimes when he needs his brain shut off, he’ll ask you to talk about one of your special interests. not because it bores him, but because he likes listening to the sound of your voice and because your passion for the subject makes it interesting to him. he likes knowing why you enjoy things so much and it helps him when he’s feeling overwhelmed.
he downloaded a text-to-speech app for you for times when you go non-verbal. lydia did too but he was the first because he wanted to make sure that everyone was still able to understand you. communication king.
stiles is REALLY bad at following schedules but if you need one, he makes sure he has it memorized and reminds you when it’s time for something. he can do it for others but when it comes to himself ? not so much.
you went to give him a hug once and his shirt was a fabric/texture you hated, so he threw it away. he wants you to be comfortable around him.
he keeps your safe foods stocked at his house and some in his backpack just in case. once, the cafeteria decided to experiment with the menu and it did not turn out well.
if someone asks “what kind of autism do you have?” he gets defensive. as someone who has dealt with adhd stereotypes and ignorant comments, he hates to see it happen to you.
Dylan O’Brien working out at Queens Park Waverley in Australia. (February 3, 2025)
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Well fuck. This is actually kinda sad... I don't know how I got to this point, I'm so sorry. What is wrong with me? I promise the ending is fluffy.
Anyway. Sorry for ranting. Don't mind me. I hope everyone is having a good Monday!
I don't know when I'll have time to write again, which I apologize for - it makes me sad too. However, when I do get around to it, what would everyone like to see first?
(The Wampus Cat AU has a reader x Stiles childhood friends to lovers trope :))
Word count: 370
Stiles loves his girlfriend with his whole heart. She's perfectly beautiful and she's always right by his side to keep him levelheaded. However, no one knows that she's his girlfriend and no one knows how much he loves her. In fact, he's the only one who can see her outside of the television. This beautiful girl who he adores is just a character from his favorite TV show, but those feelings he has are just as real as the ground he walks on.
It wasn't always like this. At first, he just liked thinking about her personality and funny quotes that are engraved into his brain. As soon as he got home from school, he would rewatch his favorite episodes and skip through them, just to watch the scenes she's in. He memorized every movement, every mannerism, every line, every tone.
This was all good and well until he couldn't get her out of his head. Innocent thoughts turned into intricate daydreams. What he thought was an admiration for a fictional character, became an uncontrollable infatuation. He had never experienced love before, but now he is confident that what he feels for her is exactly that.
He can't stop himself from picturing her right next to him wherever he is, no matter how unrealistic that might be. There are no limits: classrooms, the library, the passenger seat of his Jeep, the shower, his bed, etc. He imagines interactions with her based on whatever situation he's in, which consumes his entire attention.
He knows that Scott would tell him he's insane if he ever found out, but he just can't help it. Thinking about her presence, even though it's not real, makes him comfortable, keeps him calm, helps his anxiety, and makes him feel loved. Why would he worry about being alone if he can just pretend he isn't? If this makes him delusional, then he doesn't care. As long as he has her, nothing around him matters. His imagination is a powerful tool, one he wields every day, almost every moment, to make him feel better than anyone else can.
Stiles is in love with his imaginary girlfriend, and that love makes him happy, regardless of the reality of it.
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