breenwolf:

beacon hills is 15 miles from the coast SPREAD THE WORD UPDATE ALL THE FANFICTION IMMEDIATELY

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scottsclique:

THE FACT

HOLLAND (27 going on 28)
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CRYSTAL (29)
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SHELLEY(27)
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DANIEL (28)
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ARDEN(28 going on 29)
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AND FREAKING RYAN KELLEY(27 going on 28)
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ARE ALL OLDER THAN HOECHLIN (26)
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AMAZES ME OK

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bleep0bleep:

elrond50:

What, did Derek lose a bet to Stiles?

Yes, yes he did. It’s Undie Run, the Wednesday of finals week at BHU, and the terms of the bet specifically was that Derek do the entire run in whatever Stiles picks out. Now, Stiles could have been extremely cruel and gave him just a sock or a man thong, but he figures that Associated Students President, all around goody-goody basketball jock Derek Hale would never live down the ultimate nerdery: glow-in-the-dark Star Wars boxer briefs with the words “ASK ME ABOUT MY LIGHTSABER” emblazoned on the front, right over the crotch. 
Okay, so maybe this wasn’t the best of Stiles’ ideas, watching Derek step out of the bathroom wearing only the briefs— and Stiles had gone a size down, just for fun, but he didn’t think they’d be that tight, and wow, he definitely wants to know more about that bulge— 
Derek flexes mockingly in front of Stiles, and Stiles’ throat goes dry. “This good enough for you, Stilinski?” 
"Yeah, that’s— that’s good," Stiles stammers, and Derek gives him a grim salute before heading out to join the rest of the drunken crowd ready to race across campus. 
Stiles normally hates Undie Run; it’s loud and obnoxious, but this time he’s got invested stakes so he watches carefully from his dorm window. He easily picks out Derek’s form, jogging with determination, veering clear of the crowd. Derek doesn’t actually seem embarrassed at all, he’s just… 
Well, at least Stiles got a good show out of it.
He flops back down on his bed, starting up a new game of Skyrim when there’s a rapping at his door. Stiles opens it, and is surprised to see Derek standing in the hallway, a slight sheen of sweat on his bare chest, still wearing the underwear and holding a brown paper bag.
"Well?" Derek asks.
"What?" Stiles responds, confused. 
"You went to all this trouble to get me in this getup, and you didn’t even ask," Derek says, smirking. 
"Ask, um, what?" 
Derek looks down at himself pointedly, and then says, “I also bought glow-in-the-dark condoms, if you’re into that.” 
"Into that I am,” Stiles says delightedly. 

bleep0bleep:

elrond50:

What, did Derek lose a bet to Stiles?

Yes, yes he did. It’s Undie Run, the Wednesday of finals week at BHU, and the terms of the bet specifically was that Derek do the entire run in whatever Stiles picks out. Now, Stiles could have been extremely cruel and gave him just a sock or a man thong, but he figures that Associated Students President, all around goody-goody basketball jock Derek Hale would never live down the ultimate nerdery: glow-in-the-dark Star Wars boxer briefs with the words “ASK ME ABOUT MY LIGHTSABER” emblazoned on the front, right over the crotch. 

Okay, so maybe this wasn’t the best of Stiles’ ideas, watching Derek step out of the bathroom wearing only the briefs— and Stiles had gone a size down, just for fun, but he didn’t think they’d be that tight, and wow, he definitely wants to know more about that bulge— 

Derek flexes mockingly in front of Stiles, and Stiles’ throat goes dry. “This good enough for you, Stilinski?” 

"Yeah, that’s— that’s good," Stiles stammers, and Derek gives him a grim salute before heading out to join the rest of the drunken crowd ready to race across campus. 

Stiles normally hates Undie Run; it’s loud and obnoxious, but this time he’s got invested stakes so he watches carefully from his dorm window. He easily picks out Derek’s form, jogging with determination, veering clear of the crowd. Derek doesn’t actually seem embarrassed at all, he’s just… 

Well, at least Stiles got a good show out of it.

He flops back down on his bed, starting up a new game of Skyrim when there’s a rapping at his door. Stiles opens it, and is surprised to see Derek standing in the hallway, a slight sheen of sweat on his bare chest, still wearing the underwear and holding a brown paper bag.

"Well?" Derek asks.

"What?" Stiles responds, confused. 

"You went to all this trouble to get me in this getup, and you didn’t even ask," Derek says, smirking. 

"Ask, um, what?" 

Derek looks down at himself pointedly, and then says, “I also bought glow-in-the-dark condoms, if you’re into that.” 

"Into that I am,” Stiles says delightedly. 

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thelastofthewolves:

I wouldn’t call the Sheriff a wolf, but he’s definitely onto something.

(via accordingtomel)

896 Notes

donkiwi:

Camelot Regrets.

We both have blood on our hands

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Super late to the fandom, I know, but  who cares. First time drawing them both,  the gif looks a little crappy tho….

(via amphigoury-art)

342 Notes

shakespeareismyjam:

Othello Samira Wiley

Desdemona Sophie Turner

There are captions too, in case you wanted lines. Ugh, I love both of these ladies so much.

And bonus Iago:

Iago

(via deathbycoldopen)

7216 Notes

ofkingsandlionhearts:

Merlin AU: When another innocent man is slaughtered at the hands of dark magic, Inspector Pendragon is not amused to find that the new detective he’s been assigned with for this case is none other than a sorcerer himself. 

Once we’ve solved this case, you’ll see not all sorcerers are bad.
A bit like you, then, Merlin?

(via daughteroctober)

1683 Notes

clearancecreedwatersurvival:

team cherno by makani
THEY’RE TOTALLY ALIVE OKAY

clearancecreedwatersurvival:

team cherno by makani

THEY’RE TOTALLY ALIVE OKAY

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237 Notes

In this country American means white. Everybody else has to hyphenate.
— Toni Morrison (via blackgirlsbirthedtheearth)

(Source: yaasssblackgirls, via koromons)

19545 Notes

Team Handsome

Parrish, Stilinski & Hale

(Source: blaineswolf, via accordingtomel)

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