STILES AND ISAAC YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WORSTIES. TO ME.

And you're fire, but sweet hot coals beneath my feet warm blood, body and I lost it when you found me

warm blood by flor

Alt coloring under the read more

This song always gets me in a soft mood (even more than usual, if possible) tried sth new with the hands, vaguely inspired by egon schiele

The funniest part about liking Serious Angst Themes while simultaneously fixating on a silly blorbo from my show is that 13 year old me would be writing the exact same type of fanfics as me now. Real tragedy enjoyers know ts for life

Me: what if my favorite characters smoked cigarettes ans has severe trauma 😈

13 year old me: And drank alcohol and had horrible coping mechanisms too

Me: thats badass. I like the way you think

13 year old me: stop saying cusswords my mom Will get mad

Me: sorry

13 year old me: why are you a boy

Me: We're getting off topic.

“what’s your writing process” i put a pathetic guy in a blender and blend blend blend

Stiles: Why did you look right at me when you said that? Derek??

More drawings based off screenshot

[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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the character

Derek: Damn, we're locked out.

Stiles: Don't worry, I got this.

Stiles: *takes a hammer out of his backpack and smashes the lock*

Derek: You just...keep a hammer in your bag?

Stiles: You don't know everything about me.

can he PLEASE get a waffle

Christ I really wasn’t kidding

Yeah there’s a reason I never get any fics written I exceeded my word limit while yelling into my phone like a lunatic

(TW stands for both Teen Wolf AND Trigger Warning for general dumbassary)

podfic but it’s just me ranting into my voice memos about the disconnected plot points I constructed to torture my blorbos that I thought of throughout the day like a grizzled sea captain logging his slow decent into madness.