what i saw was godly

We need each other. Sometimes when you need help, you turn to people you’d never expect.

Hi…

Derek speaks to me on a spiritual level.

Scott’s always been about one thing. Saving his friends. He will do anything and everything to save the people he cares about. When there’s no chance of winning, he keeps fighting. When all hope is lost, he finds another way and when he’s beaten down he stands up again.

you remember the way it was before. you and me, we were nothing. we weren’t popular. we weren’t good at lacrosse. we weren’t important. we were no one. no one at all. maybe i should just be no one again. 

Sweetheart, let me tell you something no teenager ever believes, but I guarantee you is the absolute truth. You fall in love more than once. It will happen again. It will be just as amazing and extraordinary as the first time and maybe just as painful. But it’ll happen again. I promise. But until then, be your own anchor.

I’m 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones. Sarcasm is my only defense.

countdown to season 4: most missed character It still feels like… an open wound.

Stiles Stilinski + eyes.

Sterek AU: After months of ridiculous pining and many many failed attempts at trying to ask Derek out on a date, Stiles sort of accidentally loses all pretense and finesse on one of their stake outs. Because Derek was just sitting there, with his stupid shoulders and the creak of his leather jacket whenever he shifted in his seat and Stiles had been rummaging through his fries, very specifically avoiding eye contact and trying very hard not to do something stupid. Like shove himself into Derek’s lap and find out if he can actually get beard burn if he eats at Derek’s mouth long enough.

But then Derek made some dry comment about Stiles’ surveillance skills and Stiles had laughed almost hysterically, heart pounding in the back of his throat and blurted, "So you wanna go out with me?"

And Derek had just- shrugged, eyes slowly drifting from their gaze out the window, pausing slightly before finally resting on Stiles.

"Sure."

Sure. Like it was that easy, like Stiles had just offered Derek a drink of his soda and not something so horrifically pathetic as an actual date with a seventeen year old boy who couldn’t be eloquent enough to actually eat slow enough to taste his food.

Stiles was going to die of a heart attack before he ever experienced his first romantic entanglement.

I won’t kiss you either.