#douchesweaters

[diclax]

     "Tell me again why you need Starbucks       when we have a functioning coffee machine       here?"

[scarfiisms-blog]

{douchesweaters}

    “i have a totally serious question to ask you.”

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

[[guys guys stiles' first baby is almost here he's so excited.]]

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

"Someone signed me up for a singing class. I'm really, really thinking that they made a mistake. I'm a writer, not a singer. I'm definitely not going to be doing any sort of -- dancing and prancing and warbling."

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

@bludhaventruncheon 1m ago

       I cannot believe I'm about to do this but I am braving the Black Friday sales to try and get some games and maybe baby clothes. If you don't here from me again please tell @ericabaeyes that I love her.

@bludhaventruncheon 1m ago

      Also @notrobin and @jabberjaywade and Misters Halemore. Oh and send in your BF requests? Might as well pick up stuff for you if I'm going out.

[thebansheeofthepack]

douchesweaters said: YES WHY DON’T MOST PEOPLE SEE THIS I’VEBEEN SAYING THIS FOR MONTHS fuck hair color that can be changed and maybe lydia didn’t want to be a redhead anymore idfk

OMG I AM NOT ALONE! Like I have seen three or so movies with her in the past month and just... Yes, the hair color is not the same, but her expressions are so much like Lydia's, it just fits so much.

[sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense]

Stiles hummed to himself, flipping through the textbook beside him as he read over the blog posts on his laptop, taking a breath to calm himself as he read more comments saying that werewolves didn’t deserve the same rights as ‘full humans’. Having the whole supernatural world revealed a few years ago had — well, it hadn’t been as bad as mutants being revealed in X-Men, but it hadn’t been as smooth as he hoped either. How that had translated into him turning into one of the only spokespeople for werewolf rights (while writing his Master’s thesis, thank you very much) was still kind of a mystery. How it meant that he was living with the other two spokespeople was also a mystery — well, okay, yeah, it did make sense because 'we're being advocates for werewolf culture and we're a pack, it's easier for us to live together', but living with Jackson and Derek?

It wasn’t always smooth sailing.

He frowned at the door as he switched to another website, this one on Celtic mythology. “Hey, Jacks?” He called, just to be annoying, as the door swung open at just a thought from him. “Lyds can sing, right?” Yeah, he knew the other man hated nicknames, but he had to get his kicks somehow, and getting in verbal smackdowns with strangers was verboten now. Thanks for that, Derek, deciding that they had to be on their best behaviour all the time. He reached out for a pen and swore as his coffee cup spilled, waving his hand and freezing the spill in midair.

"Hey Hale! Detangle yourself from your cavity inducing cuddles, I need a napkin before my textbook takes a caffeine bath!" Stiles called, a little desperately. Magic he might be, but he could only bend the laws of physics for so long. And he hadn’t yet mastered holding something steady from another room.