Scott: sometimes i feel something crawl over me at night
Melissa: it’s the consequences of your actions
Stiles: the guilt that comes with your choices
Noah: past trauma
Isaac: oops that was me. i sneak in your room to cuddle
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Scott: sometimes i feel something crawl over me at night
Melissa: it’s the consequences of your actions
Stiles: the guilt that comes with your choices
Noah: past trauma
Isaac: oops that was me. i sneak in your room to cuddle
Jackson: Is this going to be one of those cool bachelor parties where things get out control, and we murder someone, and then we all have to take a blood oath to never reveal our secret?
Scott: No!
Jackson: Then I might have to leave early
Imagine Lydia enters the loft to see Erica holding Isaac as he cries. She asks what happened and Erica says “Stiles told him he’s adopted.”
“Stiles!” Lydia looks at Stiles and begins to tell him off.
“What?” Stiles says, confused. “Derek called and said the application for adoption has been approved, the paperwork is all signed, and he wanted Isaac to know right away.”
Isaac, crying with joy, says, “I’m adopted!”
Stiles: When have I ever done something rash or irresponsible?
Derek: I keep a list.
Erica: Mine’s in order of date.
Boyd: Severity.
Isaac: Mines colour coded.
Derek: Stiles, we need to get you trained up in hand-to-hand combat. Are you free tomorrow?
Stiles: Are you asking me that as my boyfriend or as my alpha?
Derek: As your boyfriend.
Stiles: I'm busy.
Derek: Okay, as your alpha.
Stiles: I'm... sick?
Derek: Can I help you, Sheriff? Stiles is very tired. He didn't get any sleep last night.
Sheriff Stilinski: Why not? If he doesn't get at least 14 hours a night, he starts going crazy!
Stiles, in the other room: Oh my god, we're actually on a tv show! My real name is Dylan O'Brien!
Peter: Murder wasn’t on today’s agenda.
Chris: Murder isn’t on anyone’s agenda
Peter: No, it’s on mine, just not until Thursday.
(source)
Derek: Who traumatised you?
Stiles: You want a list?
Derek: (ready to fight) Yes.
Scott: you enjoy silently judging people
Stiles: when have I ever judged someone silently
Stiles: what happens when you die?
Derek: you go to hell
Stiles: no, I mean, when you die, do I get your stuff or
Scott: are you really gonna ignore the hell part?
Stiles: I’ve got a note in my pocket saying “Derek did it”, just in case I’m murdered, because I don’t want him to remarry.
Derek trying to flirt: you’re, uh, like an angel that fell from heaven
Stiles:
Stiles: are you saying I’m Satan
Stiles: When crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges it’s ‘cool’ and ‘intelligent’, but when I do it I’m ‘petty’ and ‘need to move on’
Derek, on the phone while with the pack: Stiles you’re on speaker. Behave
Stiles: or what? You’ll spank me?
Derek:
The pack:
Stiles: I’m kind of seeing someone but I’m afraid to tell you who it is because you’re not gonna like it
Scott: just rip the bandaid off
Stiles: it’s Derek
Scott: put the bandaid back on
Stiles: hey, wanna go get lunch?
Scott: oh I already ate with Isaac. What do you want?
Stiles: well I wanted loyalty, but I guess that’s off the table
Scott: well, it’s just that Allison wants me to—
Stiles: hey, hey, hey! Is your girlfriend the boss of you?
Scott: ...no
Stiles: who’s the boss of you?
Scott: ... you?