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Part of being obsessed with Dylan O'Brien is reading "tmr" as "The Maze Runner" instead of "tomorrow" in everyday settings.

Like, I'm sorry, you're going to work out tomorrow? I thought you were going to work out the Maze Runner, and I almost got jealous.

YES YES YES. PLEASE AND THANK YOU

lazy cuddles with stiles sound sooooo good rn

like maybe you’ve had a long day or maybe you took a day off just to be together. but you’re both in bed with light filtering through the windows as you talk about everything and nothing.

his arms around you and his head on your chest, your hands running through his hair as you hum softly. maybe it’s the tune of a song you like or maybe it’s random notes in a non-sequential order but nonetheless it’s a soothing sound.

you focus on his breathing at certain times, just to make sure he’s still there. reveling in the fact that he’s real and this is a moment you want to remember forever. it’s pure domesticity and bliss and you wish that it was always like this.

maybe he asks you questions or maybe he’s telling stupid jokes to make you smile because that’s his favorite sight in the world. maybe his hands move to tickle you because your laughter brings him unfettered joy. and when he settles, he just looks at you like you’re his entire world. because you are.

soft, sweet kisses at sporadic moments just because he loves you so much and the urge overtakes him.

just. ugh i need stiles comfort rn.

AHH! You are always welcome, beautiful! 💜

you ever see a fun interaction between two people who are mutuals and think damn i wish i could be their third

Dylan, Tony and Rachael walking in NYC via deuxmoi

stiles introduction

Yes! He deserves all the love. And so do you! 💜

Sorry to ruin everyone's day, but Stiles holds hands when he cries, without a doubt.

Maybe he holds his love's soft palm against his own cheek while he speaks with a tremble, using it as a tether to help him work through his emotions. Their hands are practically soaked from all of his tears, but he doesn't even notice. He's only focused on her and all the love he feels radiating from her touch.

Or maybe she's sitting with him while he waits for his appointment with his therapist after a long, hard day. He squeezes her hand, trying to take deep breaths and ignore how much his leg is shaking. He wipes his face of the tears that escape with a bit of annoyance at his vulnerability in a public space. Sure, there's only a few other people in there with them, and they're all there for the same reason - to get help - but Stiles has always been good at bottling his emotions up. Why couldn't he do it now?

And especially during his panic attacks, when every muscle in his body feels like it's on fire and when his lungs can't grasp the air he's reaching for, he uses both of his hands to hold onto hers, so tightly that they shake. Sometimes he presses their hold against his chest or his forehead, needing to know that it's real, she's real, she's there with him.

Also, just imagine little Scott holding little Stiles' hand as they walk home from their elementary school after getting into another fight with the biggest bully in the second grade. Maybe boys aren't "supposed to" hold hands, like everyone says when they're eight years old and clueless. Stiles doesn't care, though, he knows he needs this (yes, he waited until they were in his neighborhood, away from any curious gazes).

The moral of the story is that sweet, sweet Stiles needs physical touch to survive. Everything becomes easier when he has a hand to hold, and this goes far beyond just crying.

OH MY GOSH WAIT. I FINALLY FOUND IT! I was looking for so long but decided to just post my response without it because it was taking forever, BUT I FOUND IT!

This is my all-time favorite Stiles fic. Ever. I read it such a long time ago, I really need to read it again, but from what I remember, it was outstanding. Ugh, I could pass out just thinking about it. Anyway, now that I have you on the edge of your seat, it's called Ski Trip by @mf-despair-queen! (There is smut in it so beware of that if it's not your thing!)

hi any recs for other writers? love your work btw!

Hi! Thank you so much! And thanks for asking!

I'll be honest, I've barely read any Dylan O'Brien works recently because I've been obsessing over a different man... Yes, I feel guilty, but it's also fun to enjoy new media. This being said, I don't know of anything in particular at the moment, though I know of some awesome writers!

Anything from @darkintothedawn, @sibyllinebooks, and @obriengf is essentially guaranteed to be amazing, but I'm kind of biased 🤭.

Also, @dylanobrienstorieslibrary has a bunch of awesome recommendations that I used to scroll through all the time!

I'm sorry I can't be of much help. I feel like I'm failing the fandom 😭. But thank you again for asking! I hope you have a wonderful day, my dear! 💜

The talent here is blowing my mind-

Dylan drawing :)

I can't stop thinking about clumsy Stiles...

Butterfingers

Word count: 460

Everyone knows that Siles Stilinski can’t be trusted with something fragile for too long. His dad didn’t let him hold baby until he was twelve. And where was the sheriff? He was less than a foot away with his hands ready to catch the infant, just in case he knew his son as well as he thought he did. 

Now that Stiles has the girl of his dreams, he does everything he can to protect her from any possible threat, no matter how big or small: open cupboards, hot plates of food, table corners, you name it. If he has to take the pain for her too, he will without hesitation. He welcomes those small, mysterious bruises for her sake.  

Though, sometimes he can’t stop those threats, and sometimes he’s the cause of them. Accidentally, of course, because everyone knows about his slippery fingers. Just like last week. 

His precious girl was perfectly draped against him as they relaxed on his bed. Thank goodness he remembered to hide the heap of laundry that was in their place just a few minutes before she came over. Anyway, her head settled perfectly against the front of his hoodie and she kept her arm tucked around his waist. Even as he scrolled through his phone, he couldn’t help but let his eyes flick downwards, unable to resist and needing to make sure that moment was truly real. 

Everything was so peaceful. Until it happened. This was far from the first time that his butterfingers got the best of him, and it wouldn’t be the last.  

The poor girl’s body jolted immediately after a hard block of technology crashed right into her head. Stiles’ eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He brushed his phone away as she lifted her head to look at him with a pout. 

“Oh my god, I am so sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to do that.” His words stumbled out of him as quickly as his hands began to gently caress her little injury.  

“Every single time, Stiles.” 

He looked at her with sympathetic eyes, frowning. “I know, I know, I’m the worst.” 

“No... You’re just a butterfingers,” she mumbled, settling against him once again and hoping the incident wouldn’t result in a headache later. 

“Yeah,” he chuckled. “Guilty as charged.” He massaged her scalp, forgetting all about whatever he was looking at on his phone. 

“If I end up with a lumpy head because of you, I’ll kill you.” 

Stiles couldn’t contain his smile as he spoke softly, “Hey, I’d still love you. You wouldn’t have to go that far.” 

“Ok, fine. You can live,” she yielded, sighing as comfort washed over her again. 

“Oh, what a relief. Just don’t go bald, ok? I don’t want to see the damage.” 

P.S. I'm considering going back and adding word counts for all of my little imagines because they are so convenient and I just got a new laptop! Shout out to writers who add word counts lol 💜

Also, if you want to take a peek at my future plans/ideas, here you go. No pressure though!

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 :))