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dcangel · 1 month
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this is so stiles coded
AND THIS (edited)
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thyfggfy · 5 months
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Originally I wasn't planning on making a chapter about Theo Raeken . I've considered it , but then I was like "What the hell am I going to talk about?"
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However , after some time , an interesting idea popped up in my head - "What if Theo uses clothes as tools for manipulation?"
So this would definitely be more of a theory than an actual analysis and I would surerely be pulling shit out of my ass so bear with me here.
What I mean by this qestion is that Theo seems to dress according to his current goal in mind . Basically dressing for success . Examples:
When he is confronting the Dread Doctors about Hayden or when he introduces himself to the McCall pack for the first time he wears a jacket that makes him look sharp , imposing , capable , worthy of acknowledgment
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2. On his first day of school he wears the most basic outfit possible - jeans with a black hoodie which essentially screams "I am just an average guy. There is nothing to see here .No suspicious activity to witness at ALLLLLL"
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3. When he convices Donovan to go after Stiles he wears a short sleeved button-up that makes him look smart , presentable , reasonable
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4. When he tries to win Corey over on his side he wears a pink sweater which makes him look approachable , friendly ,soft even
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5. During Lydia's rescue he is the only one from both packs to wear short sleevees which shows confidence , like he knows what he is doing even though he doesn't .
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In season 6 he only has two goals : To survive and gain support from McCall's pack . That is why his outfits seem a lot more interchangeable . He is also homeless,but that is not important.
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He wears a lot more layers and his outfits are meant serve one purpose only - provide protection
All of this might have been me just blabbering , but I think this can work as a concept.
Considering the fact that everything about Theo is just lies and deception to the point where you have to wonder if there is a genuine version of him or if that maybe in a weird twisted way that his most authentic version.
Parts : Jackson ; Derek ; Liam ; Mason ; Scott.1 ; Scott.2
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thotpuppy · 3 months
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First & Last Lines
Post the first and last lines of the last 10 fics you posted. WIPs are welcome. Not super strict!!
Thanks for the tag @whimsicalmeerkat <3 This is a really cute game!
Triskelion Reign: The Shepherd, the Lamb and the Wolf
First Line: As the sole heir to his father’s crown and, according to the court healer, a particularly fertile omega, Stiles had always known his hand would be given to a suitor not for love, but for political security.
Last Line: “Inside,” he agrees.
2. Sweating Out Confessions (We'll Build Our Altar Here)
First Line: The dedication of worship has always presented a unique appeal to Stiles.
Last Line: He begs forgiveness to their gods in silent prayers as Scott takes him apart right there on the floor, but he knows his own sins are only of devotion to someone far more important than the faceless gods he’d only ever worshiped in word.
3. 'My Whole Life is a Reference to 1995 Hit Movie Clueless and I Still Don't Know the Plot' by Fall Out Boy
First Line: “I dunno man, that sounds like some real fairytale bullshit.”
Last Line: “Oh,” Stiles says. “I’m an idiot.”
4. Under My Skin
First Line: A sharp ringing pulses through Stiles’ head as he blinks back to consciousness.
Last Line: For now, he’s going to go be a normal teenager.
5. Thirsty
First Line: Dawn arrives with the fading smoke of a hard fought battle drifting into the horizon, melding with the fog of new day sun burning away the dew of night.
Last Line: “Go lock the door, please.”
6. Want You to Want Me
First Line: It’s not easy being a human member of a werewolf pack.
Last Line: “So,” he starts after stranding and pulling Stiles’ to his wobbly feet. “Mine or yours?”
7. Gumusservi
First Line: The stench of chlorine is still an unwelcome, stagnant presence in Jackson’s nose long after he’s shed the last of his scales and learned to embrace his inner wolf.
Last Line: “So, who’s topping?”
8. Touche (Confessions in the Dark)
First Line: The dull thwap of rubber hitting net is soft in the muggy twilight air.
Last Line: Stiles is almost struck dumb at the boldness, and Jackson smirks at him over his shoulder, stepping quickly towards the Jeep and tugging him along.
9. Elementary, My Dear Sheriff
First Line: “Bobby said you didn’t turn in your latest paper on time.”
Last Line: “Me too, kid,” Noah agrees. “Me too.”
10. Get It While It's Hot (Dessert sans Dinner)
First Line: Stiles has never been a particularly talented cook.
Last Line: Oh yeah, he can definitely go again.
Woo! What a list!! I didn't realize how few fics I'd written were like... wholly for me and not at least Partly for an event ehheh,, anyways!
low pressure tagging: @mirrorthoughts @outtoshatter @geekmom13 @one-fandom-became-all-fandoms @lucky-bishop @renmackree
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mazzystar24 · 1 year
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What is it with chaotic, emotionally damaged yet sunshine characters who have bisexual vibes and their emotional support jeeps?
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grapecaseschoices · 5 months
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/venting
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inth3world · 15 days
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Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan & Post Malone 🤝 Mentality Unwell Steter Fics.
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greenmp3 · 9 months
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scully and mulder
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dylanconrique · 1 year
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the scene where john b and jj are trying to act nonchalant while driving past the police makes me so emotional and tear up so much cause it literally transported me back in time to the early days of teen wolf watching scott and stiles trying to navigate the supernatural world just like anton ego transported back to his childhood when he took his first bite of ratatouille.
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teenwolf-theoriginals · 11 months
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i don't know if i'm the only one who hears it, but sometimes carmy (jeremy allen white) sounds like dylan o'brien. and now, i need dylan to guest star in the bear.
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sherlolly-siya · 2 years
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Death doesn't happen to you. It happens to everyone around you kay?
- Teen Wolf v/s Stranger Things
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roxyandelsewhere · 8 months
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The other post was getting too long. Just finished s3a babeyy
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(last one is the finale)
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thebigoblin · 1 year
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stalactites · 2 years
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strangerstilinski · 5 months
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✨💜🌙SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨💜
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mariah!!!! stop being so nice to me, i stg. i'm too soft for this.
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I’ve always wanted that little one Bluetooth ear thing that goes around your ear, it gives me spy vibes.
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thyme-in-a-bubble · 7 months
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a little fashion show
kinktober, day four
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a/n: bro, the amount of time this idea has been in the notes app on my phone....
warnings: stiles stilinski x reader, smut, best friends to lovers, mutual pining, trying on lingerie, teasing, flashing, kissing
word count: 990
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“Who was at the door?” Stiles asked as your giddy form appeared in the doorway to your room once more. 
“The mailman,” you giggled, unable to contain your excitement, “and look!”
“You got a package!” not getting as revved up in the excitement as you were, he nonchalantly pointed out the parcel in your palms, “oh, cool!”
“Not just any package, only the one I’ve been waiting about a billion years to arrive,” you shut the door behind you, gazing down at the bundle in your hands with heart-shaped eyes, “you don’t mind if I just try this stuff on right now, do you? I just don’t know if I can wait till you leave.”
Discretely readjusting in his comfortable seat on your mattress, he waved a hand, “no, no, it’s fine.”
“Really? Great!” you squealed, digging your fingers into the opening of the package, “you can help me see if any of it doesn’t suit me or fit right, give you a little fashion show and everything.” 
“Alright, sure,” he agreed with a soft chuckle as you disappeared behind the wide bookcase that acted as a divider in the middle of your room.
After changing into the first item, you couldn’t stop yourself from springing back out, arms raised high above your head as you sang, “tada! What do you think?”
“Wow, oh, wow,” you watched Stiles eyes grow wide as they landed on the extremely short nightgown hanging around your form, “that’s-, that’s-…”
“It’s cute, isn’t it?” you turned your back to your stunned friend to glance at yourself in the mirror, “the floral pattern especially.” 
Gaze tracing your hands as they played with the tiny skirt, “y-yeah, it is,” you just barely managed to catch sight of his reflection discreetly move one of your pink pillows over his lap, “it’s good, you should definitely keep that one.”
You hadn’t thought that his blush could have gotten any worse, but evidently, as you soon pranced out clad in the next thing, it very much could. 
“What about this one?” you innocently observed the lingerie set in the long mirror, turning a bit to see how the high-waisted, black underwear hugged your bottom, “do you think it fits alright?” 
Looking like a broken PlayStation 2 game you’d have to pull out and blow on, Stiles simply hummed, “huh?”
“I just feel like if I jump around or bend over in this, the girls are just gonna spill out,” your nose crinkled as your fingertips ghosted over the cups of the matching bra. 
“I mean,” he blinked hazily, “you could test it out, if you want.”
Obliging twice, jumping gently in place, the squint to your eye didn’t fade away as not only you observed how your boobs jiggled in the cups, “hm, I don’t know, maybe one of the ones that has a different cut then this one…”
Peeping through the shy slivers of the bookcase, you bit down on your smirk as you watched the trouble you’d stirred up on the other side. As you slid off the black number, daringly arching your back and purposefully sticking your butt out far enough for him to catch a glimpse, you spotted how a string of your want clung to the panties as you dragged the down your legs. 
If this last one wasn’t gonna do the trick, make the guy you’d had a crush on forever fess up and make a move, then you didn’t know what would.
Pink, skimpy and sheer, your pebbly nipples weren’t the only thing on full display as the see-through thong also made your puffy pussylips no secret to anyone. 
Your pace as you returned to the mirror was purposefully slow, not looking to Stiles even once as you felt your desperation for him soak the pretty garments. 
“T-that-, yeah,” his fluttering eyes were trained on your bare bottom, “that’s nice.”
“Yeah?” you still didn’t dare to look at him, “you think so?”
“Mhm,” he nearly groaned. 
Grazing your touch ever so lightly over the elastic edges, you uttered, “you really think it’s pretty?”
“Y-yeah…”
“Stiles,” you sucked in a deep breath and gathered up the courage through the pumping adrenalin of being so exposed before your crush, “can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” flowed from his lips nearly instantly.
“Would you have sex with me?”
The room was dead silent a moment before Stiles choked, “what?”
“Would you fuck me?” you rephrased, still not looking back at him in the refection. 
“Would I-… I’m sorry, what?”
“Would you fuck me?” gnawing at your bottom lips, you finally turned to face him, “because I kinda really like you, like a lot,” your feet slowly carried you closer to where he sat, “and I don’t know, I’m sorry, am I being too forward? Is this too much? Do you not like me in that way? Because I totally get it if you do, I’m really sorry for everything. I thought you’d picked up on the hints I’ve been dropping for a while now and that you-”
“I do like you!” he rushed to cut off your concern, “I-I-, yes,” seizing your hand in his as he emphasized, “yes.” 
“Yes or yes?” you asked, eyes flickering to the pillow hiding his own excitement. 
“Yes,” he nodded, swiftly tugging you down in his lap before you could withdraw your proposal. 
An airy whimper escaped your lips as he then kissed you, your whole body feeling like puddy in his grasp. Drawing back a moment from his long-awaited pecks, you found yourself offering bashfully, “you know, I could also just give you a handjob or blow you or something if you’re not-”
Using his leverage, he suddenly flung you down against the mattress, effectively cutting your suggestion off as he scurried to hover above you, an earnest grin adorning his lips as he then exclaimed “oh my god, just shut up and let me screw my best friend.”
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