OKOK BSF STILES WHEN ANOTHER GUY IS LIKE ACTIVELY HITTING ON U INFRONT OF HIM AND HES ALL JEALOUS.
okok so i feel like bsf!stiles and bf!stiles are different types of jealous hear me out. also this isn’t like being hit on directly in front of him but this is what came out when i sat down to write so i’m sorry if you wanted smth different :/
bsf! stiles who knows he has absolutely no claim to you romantically, but still abhors the thought of someone that isn’t him being with you in a romantic context.
bf! stiles who is insanely possessive over you and borderline more territorial than any of his literal werewolf friends ( i’ll elaborate in another post )
imagine if you’re at school, fiddling with your locker because the stupid thing just won’t budge and before you can open your mouth to cuss it out, a voice asks if you need help.
you spin, startled, but smile as you take in an unfamiliar face. a new kid, more than likely, and you accept with a grateful smile. after fiddling with it for a few seconds he yanks it free and you thank him, offering him a tour of the school in return as a thank you.
and he’s nice. he listens to your ramblings about certain teachers and which people to avoid and where to sit at lunch and the best places to hide if you want to skip class. he laughs at your jokes and offers you soft smiles that would make any other girl practically melt at the sight.
as you’re walking to class stiles rounds the corner and you beam, jumping at the opportunity to introduce the new kid to someone else so he isn’t entirely a fish out of water. and stiles can see the way he looks at you. the guy’s eyes are alight with a curious fascination as they flicker between you and he can see the moment he decides the two of you are just friends. when he decides stiles isn’t a threat to the plans he seems to be making.
his jaw sets in a firm line, greeting him casually but there’s something hard in the tone of his voice that you can’t exactly pinpoint. it makes you pout, because why is stiles being so decidedly unfriendly? it isn’t like your best friend to dismiss someone out of hand unless he has a damn good reason. and from what you know, he’s never met this guy before in his life. instead of questioning it the way you want to, you shrug it off and tell stiles you’ll see him later. maybe he’s just having a bad day. he mumbles a goodbye and you return it half-heartedly, turning back to your companion.
little do you know, stiles tracks you all day. he watches you as the guy openly flirts and you don’t seem to reject his advances. he watches as you direct him to sit with him and the pack at lunch. he watches, and that ugly green-eyed monster in the pit of his stomach grows. he’s practically livid but he hides it well to the untrained eye. and he watches at the end of the day as the guy asks you out. he doesn’t stay to hear your answer.
it’s all he thinks about at practice, the scenes replaying in his head at a torturous pace and his annoyance is on full display. it’s a distraction, one that gets him berated by coach more than once, even earns him questioning looks from his teammates and an interrogation from scott.
he’s not upset at you. god, how could he be? you’re perfect. smart and pretty and kind and loyal and utterly captivating. he knows that it’s inevitable for someone else to see you the way he does. he just wishes he’d have actually done something about it. but he doesn’t even know if you feel the same way. and he isn’t going to ruin the friendship you two have just because he was the idiot who fell in love.
( part 2?? maybe?? do we want it?? )
wtf is anon on … if you don’t like it, scroll.
keep doing you my dear and writing whatever the hell you want <3
making stiles and stuart be twins and share a girlfriend is kinda weird and kinky don't ya think?? like they wouldn't do that irl
Well, it's a good thing that we both have freewill, right? I get to write whatever I want and you get to read whatever you want 💜
PJO SEASON 3 RENEWAL HOW WE FEELIN FOLKS
stiles lets his anxious girlfriend run her hands through his hair as a coping mechanism i don’t make the rules
— signed, someone who actively does this
jealous stiles.
ok so i know i have a few jealous bsf! stiles posts but let’s talk about jealous BOYFRIEND stiles ( this is shorter than i wanted it to be but alas )
stiles is very unaware of how attractive he is. it’s a fact of life and you’re honestly baffled. so he’s surprised he even has an s/o at all.
in the beginning stages of dating, he has more of an insecure jealousy. he knows you’re attractive, so he’s never mad at you for it.
he just thinks that you’ll realize he isn’t good enough for you.
so he never really directly says he’s jealous and sometimes it causes a rift.
he gets silent and somewhat distant, brushing it off as being busy or supernatural drama. but you begin to catch on to his tricks and how it only seems to happen when you’ve been asked out or flirted with in front of him.
and you reassure him that you love him, standing firm in your stance and while you’ve never been secretive about your relationship with stiles, you begin to broadcast it more. for his sake ( and maybe just because you like bragging about your boyfriend. )
but i think once you’ve been together for a while, he gets comfortable with your relationship. cocky, even.
it’s evolution to his natural confidence and you love it.
someone flirts with you and he drapes an arm around your shoulder, a lazy smirk on his face as he says that you’re spoken for.
public displays of affection are common for you two but it does seem to ramp up when he notices you getting more attention than normal.
and you ask him if it bothers him and he goes “only because they think they have a chance with you.”
when it’s not outright jealousy, it’s shown in the form of possession.
you wearing his lacrosse jerseys, his jackets, him driving you to and from school, making it known that he’s with you. also hickeys. lots of them.
that possession also extends to his own appearance. he lets you mark him up any time you want and that makes him feel just as good as it does when you tell off some jerk for hitting on you when they know you have a boyfriend already.
his jealousy is never angry, only annoyance and it fuels his desire to show that you’re his partner and only his.
if someone has particularly bothered him or you about your relationship, he seeks you out and his actions are somewhat petty ( again, not towards you ).
he’ll kiss you in direct view of the person who asked you out, borderline making out in a way that is not appropriate for a public setting. or asking about your plans later in a voice that’s a little too loud for the school hallway just to make sure they hear that he’s the one you have plans with.
eek thank you for the tag !! <3 i might make a drabble out of this lol i love the vibes he’s so lover boy
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It's time for another tag game everybody! This one's because I missed valentines day... So here ya' go! Sweet treat from Joy 🤍
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@kowbelll & @darkintothedawn , is 3 a crowd?
you ever see a fun interaction between two people who are mutuals and think damn i wish i could be their third
a/n: this was inspired by the song “at all costs” from wish and i was going to do a full length fic but i can’t quite get it right so right now here’s a blurb! testing the waters to see if it’s smth y’all would want <3
you weren’t supposed to dream.
in all of your years, you had never dreamt. no terrifying nightmares, no reliving moments of your past, no outlandish fantasies that fleeted from your brain the second you woke. not even when you were little. it had never been unusual to you, knowing that your family were dream guardians— or more commonly known in lore, sandmen.
you weren’t sure when it had started, when the images of a boy with dark hair and equally dark eyes had started to come to you. but the longer it went on the more you grew attached, to look forward to sleep and to seeing the serene face in your dreams. there was no name, no identifying factor other than his soft features that brought you comfort rather than disturbance.
you kept it a secret. not because it was particularly dangerous or untoward ( as far as you knew ), but rather because it felt good to have something uniquely your own. and maybe because you were afraid if you told the other members of your family, the dreams would stop. and selfishly, you couldn’t let him go.
stiles had never kept track of his dreams. most of the time they were weird and nonsensical and filled with allusions to his favorite nerdy media. and they never repeated. sure, some of them had the same premise or started the same way but there was always something different about them, something that made each one different. that was, until a few months ago when he had begun to dream of a mysterious girl. the first time he figured it was a product of his imagination, a fantasy he had created to combat his lack of a relationship. but then he dreamt of her again.
and again. and again. and again.
always the same over and over. the girl frozen in time, her eyes gentle and her smile kind. she never spoke but it seemed like she wanted to. of course, he had to be going crazy. how could a figure in a dream want anything? wanting was so completely and utterly human, something he knew very well after dreaming of her for months. he wanted to know her so much it bled into his waking hours, leaving him desperate for the time he’d close his eyes and see her again.
he didn’t tell anyone. with all of the nonsense he and his friends went through, this small pocket of peace that he found in his sleep was something he wanted to keep to himself ( and maybe he was afraid they’d make fun of him for making up a literal “dream girl” ).
for months they dreamt of each other. always watching, memorizing until they could recall the features of the other as well as they could their own. neither of them understood the true depth of their connection, nor that it was real and more tangible than any dream had a right to be.
after all, the saying is “dreams do come true”.
i have this idea in my head but i don’t know if i should write it out properly or just do a bullet point post for it. i feel like i’m better at bullet point format posts but what would you guys prefer??
he’s driving and a rainbow appears so you squeal excitedly and go “baby look!!!!” and his heart melts because you’re so excited and he almost swerves off the road because it’s the first time you’ve called him that and wow does he like it
or he gets a decent grade on one of his assignments ( because, let’s be real, stiles in canon is insanely smart but he does not focus in classes and often loses track of the subject ) and he’s showing you and you grin and go “that’s awesome baby!” and he’s dumbstruck again
or you’re sitting on the couch having a movie marathon and it’s so late and you’re struggling to keep awake so you poke his shoulder and whine “babyyyyyy” with an adorable pout to match so he’ll turn off the movie so you can finally sleep
or you’re in the stands at one of his lacrosse games and coach finally lets him play and he’s actually doing so well and you’re so proud and you yell “that’s my baby!” from the stands. it throws him off guard and he loses the ball immediately. oops.
just. reader calling stiles baby. think about it okay thank you and goodbye.