queerly-it-is:

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In the criminal justice system, supernatually-based offenses are considered really, really weird. In Beacon Hills, California, the dedicated detectives who investigate all this bizarre shit are Sheriff Stilinski and Derek ‘The Nose’ Hale (that guy, you know, the lurky one whose family died in a fire? Yeah it’s totally him).

These are their stories.

DUN DUN

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#the slow burn of their friendship was such a delightful and unexpected turn #he wants to trust her #he really wishes she would stop lying through her teeth at him like it doesn’t matter #and she’s a little astonished to find that his kindness and compassion don’t make him a fool #(when he says he’d count on her to save his life and she tries to hide the tiny fracture in her expression #she’s not used to winning the confidence of men like Steve without intentionally reeling them in #but she’d put herself on the line for him now and she needs him to understand the significance of that) #be buddies forever you two (via wizzard890)

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scesusmcchrist:

"It’s two fucking am," Scott said, "and you dragged me out of our warm bed—"

"My bed," Stiles said, "that you decided to crash in. Because you’re a goddamn menace when it comes to being tired and wanting to cuddle." He smiled. "Not that I mind. Have I told you that you look really great without clothes on?"

"You dragged me out of your warm bed, forgive me, to get cheesy snacks.” Scott folded his arms and listened the chatter of the old woman behind him. She was sneaking him looks and saying congratulations to him in Spanish. He gave her a smile and she giggled.

"You like cheesy snacks," Stiles said as the line inched forward.

"At two am, not so much," Scott grumbled. He took a step forward and glared down at the offending cart. It was loaded with cheezits, soda, and all sorts of other heart-stopping treats he was completely ready to eat. He glared at Stiles. "Did you think this through?"

"No," Stiles grumbled. The line inched forward and Stiles pushed the cart. "I thought that it was going to be quiet because it was two am. Who the hell gets out of bed at two am and decides to go to Wal-Mart?"

"Apparently us," Scott said. He stuffed some chocolate atop a cheetos bag that perched close to the edge. It tottered and Scott watched it. Stiles shoved it back in with a scowl.

"Come on, man, it’s not that bad," Stiles said. "We can think of a way to pass the time without being an asshole about my cheesy snacks."

"Maybe we can think about the problem on our hands," Scott suggested. Stiles rolled his eyes.

"I prefer the idea of what I’m going to have you do when I get home," he said.

"I’m not talking about sex at Wal-Mart while we’re on a line to get cheesy snacks at two am," Scott said. "You’re going to be on your own for the next day."

"Why?" Stiles whined.

"Because you made me go to Wal-Mart, declaring it was important, to get cheesy snacks."

"Cheetos are very important, Scott," Stiles said. He looked around and opened one of the boxes, shoving a handful of cheezits into his mouth. "So are cheezits, and all of this chocolate that you shoved in here," Stiles said around a mouthful of crumbs. A few sprayed onto Scott’s face and Scott scowled, brushing it aside.

"You’re going to make me breakfast," Scott said. "I want eggs, orange juice, and coffee."

"Yeah yeah," Stiles said, popping some more into his mouth.

"And I want my eggs scrambled, with toast," Scott added as Stiles chewed. "I get up at eight, so you’re going to have to get up a bit earlier for me."

"Yeah, alright," Stiles said as the line surged forward. They both stopped at the edge of the register, staring down a mountain of merchandise. "Really?" Stiles asked.

"This is what happens when you get out of bed at two am for cheetos," Scott said as he took some and chewed. "Give me the keys, I’m going to go sleep in the jeep."

"Fine," Stiles said, shoving the keys over. "Now we’re even."

"Not even close," Scott retorted as he walked away.

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Anonymous asked you:



do you think maybe you can draw stiles and derek cuddling, with all the rest of the pack as pups laying around them? you know if you feel like it or have time thanks in advance :)





started out puppy pile and then ???? slumber party happened????
also, i’m still living in seasons 1 and 2 mostly in case you couldn’t tell. 



Derek’s face is THE BEST.  He looks so RESIGNED.

once-upon-a-time-the-end:

do you think maybe you can draw stiles and derek cuddling, with all the rest of the pack as pups laying around them? you know if you feel like it or have time thanks in advance :)
started out puppy pile and then ???? slumber party happened????
also, i’m still living in seasons 1 and 2 mostly in case you couldn’t tell. 

Derek’s face is THE BEST.  He looks so RESIGNED.

(via knot-all-men)

twrarepairexchange:

Title: Closet Distractions
Recipient: evolfoalrig
Rating: teen
Pairing(s)/Characters: Derek/Scott, Stiles, Allison
Warnings: Underage/Overage

Summary:  Derek and Scott get trapped in a closet while trying to catch the latest monster of the week.

AO3 Link:  http://archiveofourown.org/works/1175781/

**This work is part of an ongoing anonymous gift exchange. The author/artist/mixer/etc. will be revealed on March 3rd.**

OH MY GOD this comic is HILARIOUS. 
ALLISON;;;