I Feel Like This Drawing Possessed Me, Sat Me Down And Painted Itself

I feel like we're almost in an era of like, reverse queerbaiting. Used to be that you'd be tricked into watching a show because the story implied there'd be gay rep, but now they're using gay rep to trick you into thinking there'll be a story.

*Stiles and Scott in a car teetering on the edge of a cliff* Scott: Oh my god, Stiles, backwards! Stiles: Really, Scott? I thought I might go forwards into the river, I thought that would be a fun thing to do.

Derek: We need you to calm down and help us with a plan.

podfic but it’s just me ranting into my voice memos about the disconnected plot points I constructed to torture my blorbos that I thought of throughout the day like a grizzled sea captain logging his slow decent into madness.

And I really just want- oh god oh god oh cut, cut Derek! Derek: What happened, Stiles? Stiles: Oh it's a fucking tragedy over here

Listen brad has more golden retriever energy compared to stiles’s feral cat vibes - but late 20s/early 30s stiles with the chaos, the tangents, the interactions with the rest of the staff, calling his editor all kinds of variations of his name/nicknames, derek with the sass in the edit notes - you see the vision

(screenshots from 1st ep of It's Alive with Brad Leone - an iconic opening)

stiles stilinski edit by me!

hes so silly

As a person who has gone through lots of interests and hyperfixations (hello, ADHD) the idea of all your old interests that maybe you’ve grown out of living in a big old house being looked after by Hyperfixation and Passion, still happy and loved and ready to come out and play whenever? I’ve felt genuine grief over fading interest in things I loved and the thought that an interest doesn’t really die, they’re still cared for and safe, that you can still come and visit another day and have fun with them just makes me so happy.

Sorry your boyfriend died and came back and died and came back and died and came back and died and came back again. He was trying to find you.

finally (for tonight) everyone’s favorite loser bi guy who dresses like a lesbian and is just like me fr (derogatory). give it up for whatever the hell a stiles is

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