Okay. So I read a fic with Stiles and my mind is pretty blown…
What if…the Nogitsune is still alive.
I know. I know. Crazy but…
Liam: What are you now?
Stiles (to Malia): Control is overrated.
What if Stiles accepted the Nogitsune, the evil fox spirit as a part of himself.
And it’s still outhere. Laughing.
Because this time, it tricked everyone.
do you ever see a rec for a fic you know you’d adore and it’ll be cute and angsty and everything you ever wanted but you just don’t have the emotional capacity to deal with it right now
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bags despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
listen, i don’t know about you, but the only people I know who actually enjoy the smell of axe body spray are not women. it’s dudes. it’s all dudes. i have worn axe body spray and walked into a room and have been complimented by legions of dudes. axe body spray is an agent of the gay agenda to make men smell better for other men to unlock their latent homosexuality and there is no stopping them now, we’re in too deep and it’s far too late.