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Sterek: An angsty, pining love story

cupidsbower:

There a trope I particularly enjoy in romances when I’m in the right mood. I call it the angsty pining love story, in which at least one, and often both, of the protagonists silently pine for the other.

I bring this up because with only a minimal application of slash goggles Derek and Stiles can be interpreted as fulfilling this trope in Teen Wolf canon, and I don’t understand why there are not a hundred post-3B stories exploring this possibility.

Behind the cut is an image heavy post, with slash goggles firmly on, in which I explain the angsty pining glory of Sterek in canon.

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bleep0bleep:

howlnatural:

Fic where now-human Derek gets hammered for the first time in his life and is found woefully singing Dolly Parton’s Jolene but replacing the name in the lyrics with ‘Jordan’

"Your smile is like a breath of spring, your voice is soft like summer rain, and I cannot compete with you, Jordan…”

The voice drifts along the hallway of the, a clear tenor that’s rich with sorrow. Stiles stops in his tracks, is that…Derek? Singing a country song, twangs and all. It sounds good though. He must be still drunk, he’s not even getting the song right.

Being human really takes it out of the former werewolf, their first pack party (“Not the entirety of Beacon Hills’ teenaged population,” Derek had warned when Lydia was planning the shindig in Derek’s loft) had gone really well, and Stiles had spent most of the night listening to Deputy Parrish’s funny stories about trying to master his dragon powers. He also had gave Stiles some tips too on how to pursue his crush, since Derek had been working with the Sheriff’s Department as a supernatural consultant of sorts. Stiles had nearly had a heart attack when his dad told him Derek was going to apply for the new deputy position. 

He’s not sure how he’ll be able to handle Derek in a uniform. 

Scott apparently had a good time teaching Derek how to shotgun beer cans, Liam looking eagerly over and sipping his very carefully monitored single beer of the night. Stiles laughs at the memory of Derek licking away beer foam from his lips, coughing at the taste of the alcohol. 

He’s pretty sure his sweatshirt is still stuffed under the couch where he shucked it during Parrish talking about Afghanistan. 

"And I can easily understand, how you could easily take my man, but you don’t know what he means to me, JORDAN!” 

Stiles pauses outside the metal sliding door to the loft. It doesn’t sound like Derek doesn’t know the song…it’s like he’s singing it deliberately this way. 

"Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, JORDANNNN! I’m begging of you please don’t take my man, Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, please don’t take him just because you can…” 

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Derek’s Choice: The Path of Needles, or the Path of Pins

cupidsbower:

I’ve already written my main predictions for the finale of S4, including who I think the Benefactor is, and the general shape of the finale for all the main players.

In this meta, I want to talk about Derek, because this is the season of the dark arc, and I think Derek too is going to have a dark turn before things are done.

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Is that the new Green Wolf episode?
My mom 

THIS EPISODE ON TEEN WOLF PART 5

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hecallsmepineappleprincess:

kotsuso:

cosmic-nine-year-old:

lehrastar:

lehrastar:

wellheyproductions:

the-dark-harlequin:

wandering-scarecrow:

jimfear138:

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No, Jim. No kidding. I’m gunna murder them. I’m going to be incarcerated for mass murder, but I’m going to end these fucks.

I have a perfect spot to hide the bodies. Also, I’ll gladly bail you out while you flee the country.

I’m already going to hell, what’s a few more mortal sins on my hands. 

They do not know what they have brought forth…. This is gonna be messy.

You wanna know what would be interesting actually? Making a human chain incircling Mr. Williams and his grieving family, we’ll surround the ENTIRE graveyard if we have to and block out those signs, so they know he was a very dearly loved and a forever missed man and send a message to those Westboro BASTARDS who dare say they are riteous men that no one will stand for them any longer. We will build bigger signs so that his family won’t have to lay eyes on words of hate but instead words of love and meaning, pictures on every single picket of ours of Mr. Williams and his career, of him smiling with only hearts and flowers on each sign. Make them bigger and higher so that we drown out the voices of those who dare turn such a sad event into a monetary opporunity. 

Make it so that not a single sign of the Westboro church can ever be seen by his family so they can have a peaceful last goodbye to such a wonderful human being. One who cared so much about others and taught us so much about how we needed to live life and enjoy it while we could. We’ll have a banner that will have everyone’s favorite quotes written on every corner and every edge. We will show exactly just how much we loved and respected such a man how much we appreciated him, and just how much the world will miss him. Make it so that that church doesn’t have a voice to share or a soapbox to stand on.

We will have a chain of people at the backs of those with the picket signs who will hold hands and allow NOT A SINGLE BIT OF THEIR CHURCH PROPAGANDA TO PASS! They can do nothing against us. We will be the stronger and louder voice. We will scream and shout above their hate so that Mr. Williams may be put to a well deserved peaceful rest.

This actually happened at the funeral of Matthew Shepard, a gay man who was killed in 1998 in Laramie. Westboro Baptist Church picketed his funeral, but his friends dressed up in white robes and massive angel wings to block them out. When Fred Phelps attempted to talk about Matthew’s sins and his deserved death, they began to sing Hallelujah above Phelps and drowned him out so they could allow people to mourn Matthew in peace. I think that we should do the same thing. Sing words of love and loss over Westboro’s hatred, rather than scream back. Show love on a day where it is needed most.

We should sing “Never Had a Friend Like Me,” complete with all his silly accents. If there’s two things people should be doing at Robin’s funeral, they should be laughing and smiling. I think he would’ve gotten a kick out of that.

What kills me is they do this to many deceased people and their families but when the leader of their church passed away they asked people to respect their time of grieving and not to disturb them.
What even gives you the right?

huffingtonpost:

96 Bodies You Won’t See On Billboards — But Should

With the recent Robin Williams death by suicide

save-society:

I will donate $1 (USD) per 5 notes towards the ‘American Foundation for Suicide Prevention’ 

(I’m doing 1:5 ratio as I don’t make substantial amount of money where I can up the ratio)

No rules. Ends August 26th, 2014. 

Dylan O’Brien and Tyler Hoechlin aka the cause of all my metaphorical boners…

the-spark-and-the-king:

dylan o’brien: *blinks*

me: fucking stop i can’t with you anymore *collapses*

I relate to this at a spiritual level…

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Every scar holds a life within it
Alexis. 19. Actress. Food Lover. Fandom Addict. Bookworm. Professional Day-Dreamer
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