The name's Dorothy.
I currently attend college.
I might be a genius, but lack the common sense to prove it.
Don't take me seriously unless I'm mad.
I'm not talking fangirl mad, if I am actually mad, you should run.
I'm a post whatever I feel like blog.
But the things I post most often include:
Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Slash, NSFW, Glee, you get the point.
Talk to me and I will never turn you astray.
No really, I will not turn you down if you want to talk to me.
the year is 2014. the official tagline for teen wolf season 4 is “happiness is all around”.
we get a trailer a few weeks before the show airs: isaac and boyd running down the street to a brightly smiling erica; scott clasping derek’s shoulder and saying “now we’re brothers” before pulling him in for a hug; lydia and scott nodding at each other before one of them throws a molotov’s cocktail at peter and the other cuts him in half; stiles and the sheriff high fiving each other after catching a rogue omega and saving beacon hills from another threat; finally, all of them sitting at a diner late at night, the only ones there, eating curly fries and burgers. boyd kisses erica on the cheek and she smiles down into her cup of coke. scott has one of his arms slung over allison’s shoulders, head turned to isaac, his free hand ruffling isaac’s hair while the three of them laugh at some inside joke. lydia is on the phone with jackson arguing about where in europe they should meet up for their vacation this year. danny’s whispering something in ethan’s ear and making him spit out half of his drink. derek’s looking at everyone with a small smile on his face, almost transfixed and stiles nudges his knee against derek’s, smiling at him and squeezing derek’s hand under the table. the sheriff and melissa are sitting at a table nearby, fondly shaking their heads at everyone.
the fandom is ecstatic. everyone’s dreams seem to be coming true. we wait for the new season with warmth in our hearts and smiles on our faces. absolutely nothing hurts.
And then Derek wakes up, buried alive, and surrounded by hallucination inducing wolfsbane.
Everyone’s dead.
teen wolf season 3
“A pack of them” is Derek for “bitch how the fuck should I know.”
plot-twist: he’s talking about cards
derek just wants someone to play uno with him
(Source: whoabriening)
Teen Wolf AU: In which Derek Hale is a cop who keeps arresting Stiles.
It’s not like Stiles keeps misbehaving and getting arrested on purpose. Okay, yeah, no, he totally is. Who can blame a guy for having a thing for illegaly hot men in uniforms? No one, that’s who.Stiles isn’t entirely sure he’ll ever be able to look his Dad in the eye again (not because of his rapidly growing record, but because of the naughty thoughts that enter his mind as soon as he sees someone in a police uniform nowadays, and that’s just traumatising considering his Dad is a Sheriff) but right now Stiles is too preoccupied with his pent up sexual frustration to pay much heed to his guilty conscience.Because Officer Hale is Hot. Capital letters Hot. Smoking. Drop-dead gorgeous. And worth every minute he spends in a cell.He swears, it was perfectly innocent when it started. He was perfectly innocent back then, or at least almost; Scott had been the one to drag him to a frat party, ignoring Stiles’ earlier protests that he needed to study, and then….well, they’d gotten drunk. As one does. With fake-IDs. Bad fake IDs, which Hale probably could’ve spotted a mile away.That’s why Hale took him to the station the first time. Stiles didn’t mind so much, after he’d been done freaking out about what his Dad would think (the alcohol helped not caring too much).And then it just…kept happening. Stiles doesn’t misbehave more than any other college student. He gets drunk, he gets high occasionally, he goes skinny dipping. No biggie. Nothing major. It’s just, unlike the others, he keeps getting caught. Maybe because he wants to.Or possibly because Hale is keeping a particularly close eye on his shenanigans. It is sort of suspicious, how he’s always there when Stiles gets arrested, how he’s always the one to handcuff him. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Hale got off on it.Oh, scratch that, they both definitely get off on it.
(Source: simplystiles)
TEEN WOLF Stilinski AU: [1 | 2 | 3] In which Stiles’s obsession for Derek reaches a level that Mama Stilinski can no longer ignore. And since the brave Sheriff usually chickens out of situations like this or threatens guys like Derek with a gun it’s once again up to Mama Stilinski to sit down and have a talk with her son’s boyfriend.
TEEN WOLF Stilinski AU: [1 | 2 | 3] In which Derek continues his nightly visits even though Stiles’s parents are onto him. Mama Stilinski is starting to think she might be too lenient with her son, but then again better they meet here than somewhere else, right?
TEEN WOLF Stilinski AU: [1 | 2 | 3] In which Mama Stilinski
is still alive andgoes to have a talk with her son after the Sheriff walked in on him and Derek Hale having sex.
Sterek AU | Stiles was hurt during a run in with another pack and Derek naturally can’t stop blaming himself.“Go to sleep, Derek.”
“Okay.”
“I’m serious, i can feel you doing your creepy watching-me-while-i-sleep shit.” Derek sighs. Stiles can feel him fidgeting next to him. ”Derek…”
“You’re not sleeping either.”
“I would, except my boyfriend won’t stop thinking so loudly.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Then stop.”
“Not for that.”
“I know. Now shut up and let me sleep.”
#this is totally were!stiles being interrogated by the winchesters #and he is giving no answers and no fucks (via crusingthroughreality)
HEADCANON ACCEPTED.
I really would love to see that crossover, repeatedly, in every possible position. Even if it would end in tears because let’s be real, everything the Winchesters touch ends in tears. Poor little shits.
“Look kid,” Sam says. It’s the third time he’s tried the good cop routine and Dean can hear it wearing thin. “We know you had nothing to do with the murders. But we also know you’re not the only werewolf in town.”
The kid tips his head and sucks on his lips, the total absence of fucks glaringly obvious. Dean is both frustrated as hell and grudgingly impressed because, hell, they’ve dealt with demons less sassy than this.
Sam sighs, and Dean has to cough into his hand to keep from laughing because that particular brand of exasperation is usually reserved for him. “Just be straight with us.”
For some reason, that’s hilarious. It takes a second before Dean remembers the dude they’d seen the kid with before they’d picked him up. Big, serial killer looking guy, sporting leather and a possessive hand on kid-snark’s back. Oh man.
Dean snorts and gives Sam patented ‘what? it’s funny’ shoulders when it earns him a glare.
“Trust me, dude,” the kid says. “I’m being as straight with you as…well, I was gonna say humanly possible but…”
A flash of canines has Sam rolling his eyes and sue him, Dean sorta wants to high-five the kid. You know you’ve been hunting for too long when you start rooting for your mark.
“You’re driving a stolen car,” Sam says. “You’re carrying a fake ID. Every word out of your mouth so far has been bullshit-”
“Says the hunter posing as an FBI agent,” the kid says, tapping a nonchalant beat on his water bottle.
Sam pulls out bitch-face number eleven. “Is anything about you real?”
The kid grins and bobs his head. “My boobs.”
Dean laughs so hard he almost pulls something.
(Source: profbadass)
