sheriff: I'm proud of you.
derek:
sheriff:
derek, crying: it's been so long since any sort of father figure said that to me.
sheriff, also crying: You think of me as a father figure?
stiles: ???
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@snarkysourwolf
sheriff: I'm proud of you.
derek:
sheriff:
derek, crying: it's been so long since any sort of father figure said that to me.
sheriff, also crying: You think of me as a father figure?
stiles: ???
i have a thing for out of control berserker!derek who can only calm down with stiles’ voice and touch ~~ please direct me to fanfics
hale pack: we made a mistake. Now are you going to help us fix it or are you going to continue to berate us?
derek: I am perfectly capable of doing both at the same time.
derek: I love you
stiles, smiling: I love you more
derek: don’t start a fight you won’t fucking win, stilinski
It’s been a long, lonely December.
Neck Deep, “December”
And somehow still relevant today
stiles: Google, please stop showing me sex ads. I know there are desperate sluts in my area, I have a mirror.
stiles: I know everything about you
derek: oh yeah? What am I allergic to?
stiles: the full spectrum of human emotion
isaac: you played me like a fiddle
derek: oh no, fiddles are actually difficult to play
derek: i played you like the cheap kazoo you are
D: “I… I… I said get back inside!”
S: “It’s okay, Boy. You’re okay. Ignore that big-bad-crybaby-wolf.”
I’m so fucking touch starved it’s not even funny. I just crave physical intimacy. Play with my hair. Let me run my hands down your back. Someone just fucking touch me dammit.
Sold my soul to the calling.
Sold my soul to sweet melody.
and he will never know it. -p.s. (insp)
how do u become interesting enough to get anons every day