Married life with Ellen and Portia.
"talk dirty to me"
Pros and cons of boys:
- Con: They’re dicks
- Pro: Their dicks
if i had a dime for every time these boys ripped my heart out i’d be on that stupid beverly hills millionaire show
Friendly reminder: This is the second time Dean carries Sam away from a burning house with a blond woman on the ceiling.
OH MY GOD THAT REMINDER ISNT FRIENDLY
Hollywood’s favorite gay couple :)
Macklemore has a wife, Tricia Davis. Sorry, but if you’re trying to say that Macklemore and Ryan Lewis is gay, just please stop.
just because they are a gay couple doesn’t mean you have to refer to Ryan Lewis as his ‘wife’ or ‘Tricia Davis’ grow up
sterek au: after the extensive mental stress from 3b, stiles falls into a coma for a week and derek is the one who’s with him when he wakes up
He’d almost missed it.
Derek had been in the hospital every day for a week for as long as Melissa would allow before sending him home to get rest. He was pretty sure that the chair he’d been sitting in was now permanently shaped after his butt.
There was something so off-putting about seeing Stiles so still for so long. Derek was used to the flailing limbs and clumsy movements. What was even weirder was going so long without hearing Stiles’s voice.
He never thought there would be a day where he’d say that.
There was no one to call him a “dumb ass”. There was no one making consistent wolf-dog jokes.
There was no one talking to Derek.
That wasn’t true.
There wasn’t a Stiles talking to Derek.
He couldn’t tell you when it happened, when he fell in love with Stiles. He’d been sitting at Stiles’s bedside trying to figure it out for the past week.
When had this human become the center of his universe?
Derek almost missed it.
A slight groan that stirred him from his thoughts. Derek’s eyebrows shot over to Stiles’s face as he watched Stiles finally start to wake.
“Stiles?” Derek asked immediately, jumping out of his chair and leaning over Stiles protectively.
Stiles shifted a moment as his mouth moved before his eyes could even open.
“Hey Sourwolf.” His voice was raspy and Derek barely heard it. But he had heard it. Stiles’s eyes slowly fluttered open and Stiles glanced around his surroundings briefly before his eyes rested on Derek. His lips lifted slightly in small smile. “You miss me?”
Relief hit him like a two-ton brick in the stomach.
Derek released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding as he fell onto Stiles, resting his head against Stiles’s abdomen. He inhaled deeply as Stiles lifted a hand and ran his hand over Derek’s hair, stroking it kindly.
Derek sighed before looking back at Stiles. “You have no idea.”
This is how you know they’re actually brothers.
one more sandwich story when i was six my mum made me ham sandwiches and my friend had skin that was the same colour as ham and i’d feel bad eating it because it felt like i was eating her and i’d always leave over my sandwiches and my mum asked why and i was too embarassed to tell her the real reason so i told her i was vegetarian like my dad and to make that lie consistent ive been vegetarian for the past almost 13 years