if they were real…

!!!!!!!

I’m sorry I’m just not over that wolverine cover

Kurt’s clearly naked

Logan’s glaring at his dick

Classic porn cover poses

@Esad Ribic explain yourself please

when what when

Also please note the…

Chris Evans wielding an axe. 

left and right

2012 | 2014

hell ye

the tables are turning

i think he is taking this pretty serious since he knows the whole dance

Just killing it

I sincerely hope that he keeps being so fantastic.

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Medieval AU where werewolf Scott and princess Lydia and human/spark Stiles and huntress Allison grew up as best friends, totally inseparable and mischievous those four were, always getting into trouble, but also always getting each other out of trouble so their parents didn’t really mind all that much

and eventually Scott becomes a knight and he’s Lydia’s bodyguard so their relationship kind of changes and they grow apart, even if they spend all day every day together, and he wants to tell her how much she means to him every single day, but it’s not proper, her being a princess and him being a knight, yes, but also a werewolf, it just wouldn’t be right for her to marry a werewolf, so he resigns himself to always being on the fringes of her life, keeping her safe but never belonging to her

but then her parents are assassinated so she becomes the youngest Queen Beacon Hills has ever had, making the kingdom vulnerable to outside threats and Scott, Allison, and Stiles are the only people she can trust and count on and they start investigating everyone in court to try to figure out who betrayed her parents and who is trying to usurp her

meanwhile Queen Talia from the next kingdom over sends her two eldest children, Laura and Derek, to kind of feel out what kind of Queen Lydia’s going to be (is she going to continue to waffle on the subject of equal rights for werewolves like her parents did, or is she going to be more progressive and equalize all of her citizens?) and also to see if she would be amenable to a political alliance via marriage to one of her children. (laura felt it was her duty as the eldest to offer herself up for this alliance, while derek offered himself as penance for endangering his family by giving his last paramour free reign in the castle, where she attempted to assassinate the entire royal family via a fire)

Laura figures out right away a hale-martin marriage is never going to happen because Lydia’s in love with someone else, but since Lydia’s political viewpoints align with those of the Hales, she offers to help the new queen figure out who assassinated her parents and who is out to get her at court

Derek meanwhile is a little slower on the uptake and thinks he’s going to have to be the one to marry Lydia, but he agonizes over this because can’t stop staring at the gorgeous man who sits on Lydia’s private council, an old friend of hers who has just started to dabble in the magical arts

Lydia’s trusted council includes three werewolves, a mage, and a huntress; she thinks she’ll be safe enough with that foundation of trust in her kingdom

Lydia and Scott spend a lot of time together planning strategy to keep her safe but also in case one of many possible enemy countries decides to take advantage of the political instability in her country to overthrow her and take over. he gets up early every day to make sure she can’t slip out of the castle without him, he insists she take close-combat lessons with him and Allison so she knows how to defend herself if he is ever incapacitated, he follows her wherever she goes and makes sure to triple check any visitors for possible weapons, he runs himself ragged making sure she’s safe every day, but when she asks why he’s doing it, he doesn’t tell her the truth, that he loves her, he just tells her it’s his duty to protect her so that’s what he’s doing

Lydia works hard to keep her country running in the aftermath of her parents’ deaths while simultaneously trying to track down the people responsible for their deaths, learning how to defend herself from any kind of attacker, and burying her feelings for Scott as deep as she can. it’s always been difficult to keep her feelings hidden from her werewolf best friend, but she’s done pretty good over the years at keeping him from finding out she loves him. but it’s hard to keep it from showing when he’s always trying to protect her, and he’s always trying to help her, and he’s just always there for her

and it’s kind of a problem trying to unwind from repressing her feelings for him when he is always there, so one night Lydia uses a pendant she stole from Stiles which masks her scent from werewolves and sneaks out of the castle, just for a walk through the gardens, how much trouble could she really get into in the gardens right outside her own castle?

it turns out a lot because the werewolf pack responsible for her parents’ deaths have been patiently waiting for just such an opportunity to snatch the new queen and hold her hostage whilst they “negotiate” a marriage contract with her to allow their leader, an Alpha named Deucalion, a right to the throne. well Lydia’s not going to stand for that, so she blinds the man with the special blades she’d sewn into her bodice for just such an occasion and then she screams, loud enough for the entire no-good-dirty-rotten-queen-kidnapping alpha pack to fall to the ground, clutching their heads in agony, but the scream summons Scott, Laura, and Derek to come help her (and of course they bring Stiles and Allison along)

when the fighting is over and the enemy werewolves are dead or incapacitated, they all trudge back to the castle, numb and weary, and the others all go their separate ways, but scott escorts lydia back to her room, determined to wait outside all night to make sure she’s safe (he swears he stopped breathing the second he found out she was missing and he didn’t breathe again until he found her), but she just drags him into the room with her, strips them both down to their underwear, and nudges him to lay down on the bed with her. they don’t say anything, but they stare at each other a while, trying to read the other’s face, until finally lydia sighs, scoots over to throw her leg over both of scott’s, and lays her head on his shoulder. he brings his arm up to wrap around her shoulders, grips her hip with his other hand, and turns his head to lay his lips on her forehead.

her council gathers the next morning. they talk about what to do with the remaining members of the alpha pack which had orchestrated the previous monarchs’ deaths and lydia’s kidnapping. they talk about lydia’s scream and what it could mean for her and for their team. they talk about how Allison’s archery skills were really invaluable in that fight and maybe they should all take a few lessons from her. they talk about Stiles’s  developing magical abilities and how he might be able to hone them to help in other ways. they talk about Scott’s fighting style versus Laura and Derek’s and maybe they could teach each other some new moves.

they don’t talk about how Lydia smells like she spent the night rolling around in bed with Scott, and not in a strictly-platonic “just sleeping” kind of way. they also don’t talk about the giant bruise on Stiles’ neck and the way he blushes every time his hand brushes over it (or about Derek’s self-satisfied smirk when he sees Stiles touching the mark).

Excuse me while I listen to the voice of impatient powerbottom!Stiles on repeat in my head.

if anyone ever tells you that people who work in an office or government are boring please remember that the australian tax office is no longer allowed to have pub crawls because somebody stole a gumball machine.

it was bolted to the ground.

I've fallen in love with this AU.

Stiles, when he was maybe fourteen or fifteen, had another friend named Nick, and he was always a little…clingy, when it came to Stiles. He didn’t like it when he hung out with Scott without him, and would tell Scott lies about mean things Stiles “said” to Nick.

And eventually it escalated, phone calls at all hours, waiting in the house when the Stilinski’s were out, being crazy rude to whoever so much as looked at Stiles. One day in the library Danny and Jackson goes up to him, Danny congratulating him on coming out, and Stiles is so confused, asking him what he was talking about and then Danny was confused and Jackson explained that Nick was going around saying they were together, and Stiles got super angry, because while there was nothing wrong with being gay, he was 78% sure that he was not. Still figuring it out.

So he confronted Nick, who was convinced that yes, they were together and where should they go on their first date, and what color ties should they were to prom once they get into highschool? And Stiles was getting kind of freaked out, and Nick was holding his hand a little toohard, and getting a little to angry when Stiles told him he was wrong.

So Stiles and his father visit Nick’s parents, once the Sherrif wakes up and gets ready, who’ve been a little worried about him and decided to show them Nick’s room, which was covered in pictures of Stiles, by himself and with friends, who’ve been crossed out. Nick gets help, him and his family move away, and Stiles hasn’t talked to him since he was fifteen.

Stiles is eighteen now, and sees Nick in the grocery store while he’s shopping for his dad. 

He’s throwing a bag of bagels into the cart and he turns, heading over to the dairy aisle when he sees him, and panic hits Stiles full force. He stumbles away and into someone but he doesn’t feel it, but he does hear someone calling his name, and he things it’s Jackson, or Danny, maybe Derek. He can’t tell, because he’s staring at Nick again and he’s staring right back. He has this look in his eye, the same on he had when he was trying to convince Stiles they were together and holding his hand in a bruising grip.

"Stiles!" He’s grinning, and oh God he’s walking this way, he’s walking over and smiling and Stiles feels like he’s going to choke on the panic, and he presses against whoever’s holding him and wait, he knows this chest, he knows this body. He’s laid paralyzed on this body, he’s held this body up in a pool while Jackson tried to kill them. He’s started to fall asleep with this body the month after his eighteenth birthday. He’s in a relationship with the man attatched to this body.

Derek, his Alpha. His boyfriend.

And at the moment, his savior.

"Call my dad. Derek, do it." He shaking, his words are choked and he feels like he can’t breathe and Nick is still coming this way, but he’s moving back. Stiles is walking away, but he can’t feel himself doing it. He’s being turned around and led to the door, and into the warm June air. “Call him, Derek please. Please, Derek.” 

Derek doesn’t use the camaro anymore, instead a truck, Stiles isn’t sure what kind, but he knows it’s big and can hold five of them, six if Derek’s feeling generous and puts down the middle seat. Stiles likes his new ride, Derek always lets him sit up front because he’ll listen to anything and he doesn’t ask him to stop at every store that looks interesting.

Stiles can still hear Nick, the angry “I’ll see you later, then”, he can hear Derek on the phone with his dad, “I’m not sure, he just saw this guy and got freaked”, and the tapping as Derek typed on his phone, gently getting him into his truck and taking his keys away.

Stiles felt like he was going to be sick, he felt like crying and he felt like hiding behind Derek until Nick left.

Nick.

Oh, god.

Nick’s back.

Whoa. This needs to be written. Yes yes yes.

today there was a snowboard race at the resort i’m staying at and i’m a pretty decent snowboarder so i thought why not try right. so i wear all black just because it’s the only color i own and i ended up winning and when the announcer came over to me he said “dude! that was pretty awesome bro, what’s your name?” and i took my helmet off like in the movies and let my hair fall out and was like “caitlin” and everyone was liKE OOOOOOH

Oh god, every person who has run a horror campaign could learn from this!

what do you mean, horror? Wisconsin is GREAT! Dairy! All of this is true. What a great and funky story, ha ha ! :)

I missed this post, it was so good~

Oh my gosh, yes. @3@

I’VE KILLED LIKE TEN MINUTES WITHOUT KNOWING IT. I LOVE THIS.

Just hold down a key now…