boyd having a friend

Things overheard in the Fox Tower
  • Matt Boyd: I don't have a favourite friend. How could you even think that? All of them are of totally equal importance and worth.
  • Allison Reynolds: It's Neil, isn't it?
  • Matt Boyd: I can't help it. He has those love-me tender eyes and I'm weak.

shadystarr  asked:

Hi! Is the HighSchoolAu ready for an update? If not then what about jock Derek Thanks you always kill it!😁

nope high school is def ready

Just Pretend by dragon_temeraire (1/1 | 1,845 | PG13)

Stiles tells his dad he has a boyfriend. The problem is, he doesn’t actually have one.

All I Wanted was You by dobrien (1/1 | 2,035 | G)

High School AU based on this tumblr post in which Stiles is a nerd and Derek is a jock with a little crush. (The blog the post is on has automatically playing music.)

Beacon Hills High School by Almaie (1/1 | 21,568 | NC17)

Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski come from two different worlds: Derek the Basketball God and Stiles the Smart, Stunning Geek. When they meet at New Year’s Eve they instantly click. When they meet each other again at Beacon Hills High School, they accidentally audition for their high school’s musical. The social cliques they belong to don’t approve of this new friendship and try to separate them. At the same time, drama queen Kate Argent and her sister Allison, the co-captains of the Drama department, try in every way to prevent Derek and Stiles from winning over them in the callbacks. Can Derek and Stiles lead their friends to a more open-mind thinking and acceptance of one another? Or will their friends win?

It Was An Amazing Date, Stiles. by brandileeder (1/1 | 2,002 | G)

Derek smiles at him warmly, like he doesn’t mind one bit that Stiles is sitting across from him and Stiles brain melts a little so instead of his grand date proposal he just says, “Date. Us?”

And okay, wow.


But Derek for his part just sort of sits there, eyes wide and he stares, mouth hanging open a little so Stiles can see his two front teeth, just the slightest bit longer than the rest, “Huh?” Stiles just groans, goes to bang his head on the table only to hit the soft warmth of Derek’s palm where he placed his hand so Stiles would hit it instead, “Did you just ask me out?”

Stiles just shrugs, forehead still pressed to Derek’s palm. He doesn’t look up until another hand starts running through his hair, but then it’s only to open one eye and peer up at Derek, “Are you sure?”

And that startles Stiles enough to sit up, “What?”

“Are you sure? That you, uh, want to date me?” Derek says the last two words in a whisper, like it’s a secret between the two and Stiles just furrows his brows a little and frowns.

“Uhm, for the last eleven months, yeah.” Stiles admits.

We Got Together Thanks to the Dunk Tank by gremlins-came-and-got-me (Scared_Beings_in_the_Dark) (1/1 | 2,564 | G)

During the high school’s annual sports fair (when the sports teams, especially the lacrosse team, raises funds for the next school year), Derek decides to actually do something brave his junior year (not that he doesn’t have the support of his best friend Boyd and his older sister Laura, stop laughing) and ask out his longtime crush Stiles Stilinski.
It could have gone better.

five times derek is protective of stiles and one time it’s the other way around by skylarisafail (1/1 | 2,353 | PG13)

Yeah, okay, so maybe Derek was a tad too protective of Stiles. So what? Sue him for worrying about his best friend, whom he totally does not have a raging crush on.

Okay, so maybe he does.

Shut up.

Stiles The Pirate

@eternalsterek-broughttolife​ | AO3 - A back-up gift specifically requested by me, and seeing how everyone was able to get their gifts in, I’m going to gift it to myself haha (especially since this is the sweetest little fic).

by @poetry-protest-pornography

Stiles works at a water park, one day he finds a little girl with dark hair and intense eyes crying and has to help her find her family.

The familiar chlorine-sunscreen-warm pavement smell of Riverwood Water Park is a strange comfort as Stiles walks toward the staff locker room; nostalgia and fond memories always rushed through Stiles when he was at the park. The fact that this would–hopefully–be his last summer working there was both sad and exciting. 

It wouldn’t be easy saying goodbye to the place he’d visited so often with his mom and dad as a kid, the place where he had worked every summer since he was sixteen. Manning Pirate Cove, a scale model of a pirate ship designed for younger children, with slides where canons would be found and a swirling sprayer that moved with the ship’s wheel, had become his favorite summertime distraction. The enthusiasm and joy that little kids unabashedly threw into splashing each other and climbing and fun made Stiles feel joyous by proxy.

Closing his locker in the staff showers, he allowed himself to feel a little melancholy. Graduating and moving on to grad school that was no closer to his dad or his friends was hard. He’d always half planned on coming back to California, but he’d had to wave adios to that plan when a full scholarship offer came in for a program in Colorado.

It was going to be hard to have say goodbye to his coworkers, too. Some of them had been working with him since he started, and they’d grown up together, one summer at a time. They’d shared cookouts and after work meals, then after work drinks and dancing as they became old enough for it. End of season parties, bonfire hookups, summer flings. 

The thought of leaving Erica and Boyd especially filled him with disappointment; they’d been spending their summers together for the last five seasons, and they’d had more than a handful of those s’mores and summer heat-flavored nights. Now, they were the best of friends, speaking often even when Stiles was on the other side of the country and longing for summer and open-skied nights in his adequate but lonely student apartment.

That he would not miss. Even with the personal touches he’d managed to add, a half-sized kitchen, a shower with the water pressure of a jammed squirt gun, and barely enough room for a two-seater couch and a desk with a rolling chair never felt much like home.

Summers at Riverwood, though, that was definitely part of home for him. Permanent chlorine scent, shrieking kids, and all.

What wasn’t normal though, was a crying child. Yet, just inside the gate where he entered Pirate Cove, there was a young girl–around five if Stiles had to guess–rubbing the back of her hand over her eyes, fruitlessly trying to stop the tears spilling from her green and gold eyes. Her long dark hair was escaping from the tight braid she wore, and she clutched at her brightly striped towel like a lifeline.

Stiles pasted on his friendliest, most reassuring smile and stooped down so he was at her eye level. “Hi, sweetheart, my name is Stiles. Is there something that I can help you with? I work here, so if you’re lost, or if something happened that upset you, I can help.”

When she looked up at him, her lip was wobbling and she was taking big, shuddering breaths, but she was obviously trying to get herself to calm down; Stiles was impressed with her control.

“I was pl-playing in the wave pool, an’ then I thought I saw a bunny by the fe-fence, so I went t’ see it, but it was go-one!” she sobbed, getting more upset as she went on. “Then I got lost, and now I can’t find my-my-m-” she started crying again, too much now to finish her sentence, so Stiles put a cautious hand on her shoulder.

“Hey, that is something I can definitely fix,” he said, letting a little enthusiasm into his voice in the hopes that his confidence would reassure her. “Can you tell me your name?”

She sniffed, but gave him a wobbly smile and answered “Tali.” 

“Well, Tali,” he said, returning her smile, “Do you think you could hold my hand so we can stick together on the way back to the wave pool?” At her nod, he stood up, and offered his hand. Hers felt so small in his that he had a moment of panic at being responsible for someone so little. Then reality settled over him and his years of experience with kids kicked in as he rolled his eyes at himself. 

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What the Pretty. Odd. Songs are really about

We’re so starving: Ryden

Nine in the afternoon: Ryden again

She’s a handsome woman: Ryan Ross and Brendon Uries love

Do you know what I’m seeing?: ryro and beebo’s relationship

That green gentleman: George Ryan Ross and Brendon Boyd Urie’s sexual partnership

I have friends in holy spaces: the romantic relationship of the frontman, and the former guitarist of panic! At the disco

Northern downpour: FUCKING RYDEN GOD DAMN

When the day met the night: how the sun and the moon (aka Brendon and Ryan) are in love

Pas de cheval: The relationship between Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross of Panic! At the disco

The piano knows something I don’t know: how Brendon and Ryan were in love

Folkin’ around: Ryden, do I even have to say it?

She had the world: the romance between Brendon and Ryan

Behind the sea: the love between ryro and bden

From a mountain in the middle of the cabins: you guessed it! Ryden!

Mad as rabbits: Ryden one more time

anonymous asked:

Oh god, that's just. Like Cora not really being Derek's sister and being a part of the Alpha Pack makes a lot more sense than what the show actually gave us, but that is honestly just a heartbreaking thought. Like, Derek in s1 & s2 with no family left except for Peter is awful, but imagining him thinking that he got someone back only for him to find out none of the memories are even real is just. </3 I can't even think about the look on his face when Stiles figures it out and tells him.

It’s such a completely crushing thought but it’s also so good that I’m kind of obsessed with the idea now.

For those just coming in, this is in regards to an alt!meta theory about TW 3A, wondering what if Cora hadn’t been Derek’s sister, but a member of the Alpha pack? What if Derek’s memories had been twisted by Deucalion at some point, so they could use Cora to infiltrate his pack?

And this makes sense for a lot of reasons. First off, we’re never given a clear answer as to how Cora would have escaped the fire, while no one else in her family had, and how she would have ended up in South America, of all places. Why would a scared eleven year old possibly end up there? That’s the kind of thing that just almost sounds like a lie, like they’d just picked somewhere super far away so Derek wouldn’t question why they’d never run across or heard from each other until now. And this would also solve the discontinuity caused by Cora’s survival vs the number of bodies found after the fire. They knew how many people died, how many bodies were recovered. If there had been one fewer body than there was supposed to be, wouldn’t Derek and Laura have looked for the survivor?

But they didn’t, because there wasn’t one.

But I have another question for you all: did Cora Hale even exist? Because, despite the fact that Cora was supposedly the same age as the rest of the teens, I don’t recall any hint of recognition or familiarity from any of them throughout 3A. Cora would have been eleven years old, in approximately fifth grade, when she died. That’s five years (or six, counting kindergarten) that she would have been in the same school, the same grade, some of the same classes, as Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Boyd, and Isaac, and while that doesn’t guarantee that she would have been friends with any of them, I would expect some hint of recognition from some of them. But we got nothing.

So, was there ever a Cora Hale? And if there wasn’t, if she was just a random stranger recruited by the Alpha pack, it would still crush Derek to lose that idea of family when the truth came out, but it wouldn’t be as devastating as thinking he had a sibling back only to realize she’d been dead all along.

But I’m going to take this further. Because why would a random beta decide to do any of this? To risk her life to infiltrate the Hale pack for the Alphas; a group she’s not even technically a part of since she’s still a beta, herself? What would she be getting out of it?

Her life, maybe? If she was threatened into it? Or maybe she was bribed? But… there’d always be the risk that Derek (and Peter, etc) would sense her dishonesty, or that she would turn on the Alphas/ask the Hales for help… and, really, why trust her to play a role for you when you can just… make her believe it, herself?

So imagine the Alphas taking a random beta –– maybe a stray omega they happen across, or maybe they let one member of their former packs live –– and incept her into believing she’s the fictional Cora Hale? Make her everything they need her to be to be the perfect spy, completely unaware of the fact that she’s not who she thinks she is? And they’d set it up so every few days she’d go out on a run and find herself standing in front of the Alpha compound, where they’d pull whatever information she would have gained about Derek and Scott, and then go back to the loft again, none the wiser.

So then the season ends, the Alpha pack is defeated, and the false memories start to chip away for both Derek and Cora… but they still feel like they’re family. They still feel irrationally protective of each other, still remember flashes of growing up together and even though they know it’s not real… it’s still a part of them now. And it’s the closest thing to family either one of them has.

…So what are they supposed to do with that?

matt and aaron thoughts pt3

pt1 ; pt2

  • aaron doesn’t know why he spent so long distancing himself from matt or any of the upperclassmen
  • andrew has renee. why couldn’t aaron could have had matt or dan?
  • he’s always been one to never regret the things he says because he doesn’t say things without meaning them, just like andrew. it’s one of the few things him and his brother can relate to each other with
  • but aaron is hung up on the fact that when he came to matt’s dorm after him and neil switched, he told him that they would never be friends
  • that him being his roommate would be it
  • he told matt never to speak to him
  • aaron’s not about to apologise out of nowhere but he still feels guilty

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Happy Birthday Pattie! 

“Meanwhile George who’d just turned twenty- one had met a young model called Pattie Boyd and fallen in love. She was blond, beautiful and a sophisticated Londoner, like Jane Asher, but like the rest of us Beatles girls, she was friendly too and easy to get on with. We were all living through the same thing and it was wonderful to have friends to share it with.”

The Foxes As Shit I Have Done In My Life Time
  • Dan Wilds: Once kicked a guy in the balls, when asked about it I said "I was having a bad day and he wouldn't move" Didn't get in trouble.
  • Andrew Minyard: Had to get into the main building of an event I was working at but didn't have my staff t-shirt on. Walked straight in the front door. Had someone call out to me about a wristband, didn't stop. Zero fucks were given.
  • Matt Boyd: Me and my friend decided to have a fake wedding, was genuinely upset when she didn't want to anymore.
  • Kevin Day: Got so engrossed in my book I missed my train stop. Called my friend and made him drive me to my car.
  • Neil Josten: Got a blister, ignored blister completely, blister got so bad I had a severe infection and couldn't stand up or do like...anything ever at all, had to go to the hospital over the blister. Because well, it wasn't bothering me.
  • Nicky Hemmick: Skipped a week or two of college to go to another country, apparently neglected to tell most people I was going
  • Aaron Minyard: Downed an energy drink. Napped.
  • Renee Walker: Went to a trivia night at my then partner's parents church. They had a round based on stuff from the bible, actually knew more answers than the people who went to church.
  • Allison Reynolds: Punched a guy in the face for calling me a slut.
  • Seth Gordon: Went away for like a week? for my brother's hockey tournament. Came back and there were actually, honest to gods rumours about me being dead or at least seriously injured.
  • Wymack: Nearly got run over by my teacher when I was skipping class because she was rushing off to smoke cigarettes. looked her dead in the eye. kept walking down the street.

McCall Pack hug. Based on an AU where Boyd, Erica, and Isaac all move into the McCall house, and Melissa proceeds to mother the hell out of them all.

Scott had always been impressed with Boyd. He was huge and strong but never threw his weight around. He was quiet. Scott would have gladly been his friend, but Boyd was never easy to talk to. He understood immediately why Derek would have wanted to give him the bite. If he’d been desperate to start a pack of his own, he would have wanted Boyd on his side.

“Boyd, hey,” Scott called, catching up to him in the hallway and pulling him to the side. “You know you don’t have to do what Derek says, right? He doesn’t own you.”

Title: You’re the One I Need
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairings: Isaac Lahey x Plus Sized!Reader
Trigger Warnings: None
Requested by Anon: Could you please do a plus size reader and Isaac lahey imagine or one shot where the reader over heard Isaac calling her hot and saying he would date her and they go on a date please I love your imagines

A/N: Thank you so much, honey! This is super sweet! I can only hope I do your request justice.

You never really felt comfortable walking down the hallways. But it didn’t matter. Any sensible and smart person would know that you were beautiful inside and out - even if you couldn’t see it. 

There wasn’t anything about you that people shouldn’t love. You were a vibrant person; an admirable persona. In fact, some people were very jealous of you.

You never knew, but Isaac Lahey, would gush to anyone about you. You even heard from your best friends Lydia and Allison about it, but you refused to believe them. You found it hard to believe that Isaac would even harbor a crush on you. But he did because you were that amazing to him and to everyone around you. 

As you stood at your locker talking to Allison, you couldn’t help but listen to a conversation Isaac was having with one of his best friends, Vernon Boyd. 

“Why don’t you just ask her out already then?” Boyd asked, exasperated. All he kept hearing from Isaac was how beautiful you were and how he wanted to date you, but Isaac wasn’t doing anything in regards to it. You, on the other hand, were thinking that he was talking about Allison or something.

“No, I can’t. She’s different you know. She’s hot…no; Y/N is beautiful. She deserves more than just being asked out,” Isaac said, waving his hands around nervously. 

Allison poked your cheek, causing you to turn back to her. “I told you Isaac liked you,” she said, cockily, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Shut up,” you sputtered, looking down at the ground nervously.

Before you even knew it, Isaac was being pushed toward you by Boyd and Allison was moving out of the way with record breaking speed. He bit his lip and scratched the back of his neck as he looked down at you. “Hey, Y/N,” he said with a nervous chuckle.

“Hi…” you said, shyly, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

“So I thought maybe we could go on a date this weekend,” Isaac said, clearing his throat. 

You looked up at him through your eyelashes and nodded. “I’d love that.”

The brightest of smiles spread across Isaac’s face as he heard your words. “Great,” he said with a wink. “I’ll text you, okay?”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your face as you watched him walk away. 

You were dressed in your darkest, most comfortable piece of clothing since Isaac strangely directed you to do so. 

As you passed by your mirror, you looked at yourself and admired how you looked. Even though it was a casual outfit, you couldn’t help but think about how lucky Isaac would be to go on a date with you.

You were quickly pushed out of your thoughts when your doorbell rang. You headed toward the door and opened it, revealing Isaac with a bouquet of flowers. “So…I hope you don’t mind, but I’m bringing along the rest of the group if that’s okay with you?”

To be quite honest, you were a little disappointed that it wasn’t just you and Isaac, but you were sure he had his reasons. “I’m fine with that,” you said with a small smile. 

“Great!” He then grabbed your hand and led you to the car.

The car ride was not at all silent. Isaac pushed really hard into getting to know you. He asked you several questions, spoke excitedly, and talked with you animatedly. 

You were actually dreading leaving the car without him since he was just so fun to talk to and you guys clicked instantly.

When you saw the sign on the wood post, you gulped. “Paintballing?” you asked, looking around at several people moving to and fro in order to get some guns and paint balls. Every now and then, there were people who were getting full on camouflage suits. 

“It’ll be fun,” Isaac reassured you, offering you his hand. 

“But it’s so unfair,” you whispered, wearily looking around in case anybody could hear, “you guys are werewolves and Allison’s a hunter.”

Isaac waved his hand dismissively. “I’m going to be on your team and I’ll be damned if you get hurt.”

You couldn’t help the smile that was making its way onto your face. “Okay,” you said, grabbing his hand and letting him lead you. After you grabbed equipment, you noticed that everyone else in the pack was slowly piling in. Erica, Boyd, Scott, Allison, Stiles, and Lydia. 

“I’m not entirely sure why I’m here,” Lydia said. “The outdoors and any of my outfits, whether they be for fitness or not, do not mix.”

“It’ll be fine,” Stiles assured her, grabbing one of the guns and making sure the safety was on. “Your outfit is perfectly okay for this area.” He then placed it down and said, “Well, there’s eight of us, so we need to split up with 4 evenly.”

“We call Allison and Scott!” you said, quickly, raising your hand to make sure everyone knew you called dibs.

“What?” Stiles screeched. “Not fair! You’ve got Robinhood and the Big Bad Wolf!”

“Fine,” you huffed. “We’ll switch out Scott for Lydia.”

Stiles grinned cheekily and nodded. “I like that better.”

Lydia looked extremely betrayed by how excited everyone on her previous team had been when she was switched over. “Your loss,” she said, rolling her eyes. 

And it was. 

Even with Scott on the other team, your team had won. You and Lydia served as distractions and popped up every now and then so that they would shoot and your team would know where they were. They were so trigger happy that they never learned each time.

But like Isaac had promised, he protected you each time. Every time he heard the paint ball heading toward you, he would push you onto the ground in time. He was your true knight in shining armor. 

The night ended with you all heading to the nearest fast food chain and eating there. 

You sat across from Isaac and ate shyly while looking down at the table. 

When you looked up, you noticed that Isaac was staring at you in awe and you blushed, rubbing all over your face in case something was on it.

“There’s nothing on your face,” he said, amongst the chatter of your friends. “You’re just really beautiful.”

Just hearing that directly made you almost choke on your food. “Thanks,” you said, chewing on your food quickly to speak again. “Today was really fun, so that thank you isn’t just for the compliment.”

“You deserve the best, so it’s not a problem.”

You were thankful that you knew Isaac because he was certainly the type of person who accepted you for who you were, even if you didn’t, and that was enough for you. 


anonymous requested: coraboyd firefighter au for my teen wolf bingo card

Cora and Boyd have been best friends since the day they set foot in the firehouse and laid eyes on each other. (In Isaac’s opinion, they always should have been a little more than that too.) One day, Boyd works up the courage to ask Cora out. She says yes. Their romance is filled with emotional stunting and fire puns and everyone vigorously supporting them on social media.

the 5 times Boyd offers Scott his jacket and the 1 time Scott finally gets it

Written for: Boyd Rarepair Week Day 2: favorite LGBTQ+ ship
Pairing: Boyd/Scott
Words: 3890
Warnings: none
Using this for my ‘Boyd x Scott’ square on my TW bingo card


It would’ve made more sense if he’d gone to The Force Awakens with Stiles, he knows that, but his best friend had been very passionate about cosplaying and going to the midnight premiere, which would mean standing in line with all those Star Wars fanatics in costumes while he didn’t even know who Jar Jar and who Jabba was.

Scott just wasn’t feeling it, especially because he would have to dress up as Anakin Skywalker (who even is that? Scott had only sat through the original movies, he had been too impatient to watch the prequels) and had to stand next to Malia in a metal bikini. Not that he didn’t like the sight of Malia in bikini, but he wasn’t really looking forward to the Star Wars dudebros drooling all over one of his best friends.

He wasn’t really planning to ever see The Force Awakens, to be honest. But then he saw Boyd watching the movie trailer on his phone in the cafetaria and he could smell how excited he was about it and he was still sitting alone, even after all they’d been through together, and Scott just had to do something.

So he had taken the seat opposite of the bigger boy, not missing the surprised look on his face before he crawled back into his shell, and had suggested they go together.

Boyd had told him he didn’t have to, that he could go alone if Scott didn’t want to go, but Scott wouldn’t hear of it. So when Boyd had agreed to go together with one of his rare, genuine smiles, Scott had rushed home to watch the movies before the next day, when they had planned on going.

Of course it’s painfully obvious Scott isn’t into Star Wars as much as he claims to be, but if Boyd notices, he doesn’t show it.

To be fair, the movie is pretty great. The characters are likable, the plot is exciting to follow, there’s even a shocking death during which Boyd grabs Scott’s leg in shock and gasps loudly. He isn’t complaining. And when they get out of the movie theatre and Boyd has one of those special smiles on his face, Scott thinks this was a pretty good idea.

“Dude, and that scene with all the Stormtroopers where they take Rey!! Holy shit, honestly. Man, Finn had to shoot one of his own, what if they were like - friends? Do you think Stormtroopers have friends? I mean, what’s their backstory?” Boyd rambles and it’s honestly the most Scott has ever heard him talk in one go. He’s impressed.

They’re walking home - Beacon Hills only has one movie theatre and it isn’t too far from either of their homes - and Scott contently listens to Boyd talking. He has a nice voice, soothing. Scott wishes he could hear it more often.

It’s chilly out, late January and late at night. Scott regrets not bringing his coat. Boyd must notice, because he takes his arm to get him to stop walking and shrugs off his jacket.

“Here, take mine,” he says as he hands it to Scott.

“How’d you-”

“Werewolf senses, Scott. Here, take it. I’m too hot anyway.”

“Are you sure?”

Boyd rolls his eyes, something he must’ve picked up from Derek, and urges Scott to just take the jacket. So the shorter boy does, and he smiles gratefully.

The jacket is leather and loose around Scott’s shoulders; it vaguely smells of burned wood and soap and Boyd’s own scent. He digs his hands into the pockets and nuzzles into it a bit.

Boyd continues talking on their walk home, and Scott suspects his flowing mouth has something to do with the dark. It’s always easier to talk when it’s dark out, it’s like the night takes the words, polishes them to take off the sharp edges before letting go of them.

They say goodbye with a smile and a nod, wishing each other a good night and weekend.

It isn’t until Scott’s in his room and undressing that he realizes he’s still wearing Boyd’s jacket.

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anonymous asked:

The One Where Eddie Moves In

this didn’t really work like… as Eddie for anyone. so, i sort of wrote a different thing.


“So,” Isaac eyes the possible new tenant warily from where he’s examining Boyd’s painting on the wall. “Do you have any questions for us?”

Stiles turns and beams at him, Derek feels it like a punch to the gut. “Nah, I don’t think so. You say it’s three hundred a month?”

“Three fifty,” Derek corrects flatly.

Boyd elbows him in the stomach. “Three hundred, plus we have an account you can put money in for bills and shit.”

Stiles glances from Derek to Boyd, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “You want me to pay three twenty five, would that make you feel better?”

Derek scowls as Boyd and Isaac both grin. “We have really noisy neighbors.”

“’S’cool, my best friend and his girlfriend used to have ridiculously loud sex in the room next to me,” Stiles smirks ruefully.

“You can’t smoke.”

Stiles waves his hands around. “I got better things to do with these than stain them yellow.”

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swanofstorie  asked:

Yo yo! What do you think of were-creature stiles? Like stiles is a were-creature from his mothers side and at first he doesn't tell the pack bc of all the supernatural crap that's going down and he doesn't want to add to it but after its all blown over maybe the pack is just chilling and Peter (I have a soft spot for him) is just like "you don't smell human." And stiles just freezes and starts having a panic attack and then Derek is right there and helps him out of it and for that night Derek~

Tbh, I don’t actually like were-creature Stiles?? I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because I like Stiles as the human who is as brave as any wolf and picks up his bat to fight, no matter what’s coming at him. Or maybe it’s because spark!Stiles is so entirely too canon to me that’s just the only way I can think of Stiles when I think of him as something more. I’ve never really taken to were-creature Stiles, even in AUs - apart from mer!Stiles AUs because they are completely different in my head (plus, gotta love wet!Stiles:

Am I right, or am I right?)

However, if Stiles did eventually discover he was something, I love the idea of Derek helping him through it. I mean, this is Stiles so you know he’ll already have researched stacks of information and - oh god, now I am just imagining Claudia leaving him books for when he comes of age, all in her handwriting, and Stiles being given them on his 21st birthday and just holding them close and - nope, nope, nope, moving on. 

I do think Peter would pull a dick move and try to out Stiles in front of the pack before he was ready or something (I find Peter hilarious at times but I do not have a soft spot for him). And listen, maybe this is pre-season 2?? Before the Kanima?? And Derek is still in his if-they-are-a-threat-they-have-to-go stage and Stiles is super sure Derek actually might try and rip his throat out because this whole were-creature thing is new to him and controlling it has not been as easy as he originally thought - there might have been an incident where he accidentally caused a small fire. Except when Derek finally tracks him down, instead of biting his head off or lecturing him, he just….sits down and says (rather awkwardly), “I smelt…there was fear….at the fire. Not other people’s. Yours. I think. And if…well….I don’t like you but if you need….someone….I’m….”

Meanwhile, Stiles is just staring at him with an open mouth because he went from having a confused first time dude boner around this guy, to wanting to punch his smug face, to having really weird dreams where he punches him and then gets a boner, and now Derek….is sitting beside him, biting his lip.

The dude is actually biting his lip. 

Like he’s nervous. 

It occurs to Stiles then that apart from Erica, Boyd and Isaac, Derek doesn’t actually seem to have any friends. He’s not even sure Erica, Boyd and Isaac are Derek’s friends. Which is how he finds himself nodding and telling Derek, “thanks, that would be….really cool, actually.” And it’s not that he doesn’t plan on telling Scott about his new found were-ism but Scott knew his mom and once he tells him this….thing…whatever he is, stops being his mom’s and his secret. Derek, on the other hand, seems to know everything without having being told anything and that both impresses Stiles and puts him at ease. He doesn’t even have to bring his mom up to Derek. It’s scarily comfortable. 

Which is how he finds himself in a semi-friendship with Derek and by the time the Kanima rolls around they are good buddies and Stiles acts no differently in the pool scene (because let’s face it, that pool scene said a lot about how much Stiles cares about his reluctant good bro anyway - who doesn’t fucking let go when you are both about to drown unless you really don’t want the person you are trying to save to go unsaved???) and by the time the Nogitsune happens they are casual boyfriends and Derek doesn’t act any differently than he did in canon because let’s face it, who doesn’t sleep for three days looking for someone, makes sure NO ONE HAS ANY PLANS TO KILL THAT SOMEONE


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines


even though it’s not your usual M.O when it comes to dealing with psychotic demons unless you were maybe planning telling that someone in the near (or perhaps very distant) future that you are kind of hopelessly in love with them??? Or at least, you are pretty sure you are danger of being hopelessly in love with them and that scares the crap out of you because you’ve had a really bad track record when it comes to relationships???

anonymous asked:

Pleeeeeease write some Boyd and stiles, I never see any good stoyd fics and you're an amazing writer! Keep up the good work!

Ahh thank you! I have a few things saved in my drafts, so hopefully after my work deadline and things calm down I can get to them. \(^_^)/

Here are some recs to tide you over!

  • Amber Courage by night_reveals (E, 5k) After the pack defeats the Alphas, Boyd and Stiles lay low together. “Dude, I’m long, I’m strong, and I’m down to get the friction on. Let’s go.”
  • In the Visible World by Mosca (T, 3k) Boyd has the power to turn invisible, a secret crush on Stiles, and no time for Stiles’s hare-brained schemes.
  • Half Moon by calrissian18 (G, 1k) Boyd meant it when he told Stiles he didn’t have any friends left. Stiles makes sure he can’t say that anymore.
  • Listening by scarletseptember (G, 1k) The first time after months of hanging out with each other while the rest of the pack disappeared in couples and trios that Boyd asked Stiles a question that Stiles really had to stop and think about.
  • untitled by toast-ranger-to-a-stranger (Not Rated, <1k) Boyd isn’t exactly sure when it happened.  According to Erica it’s been going on for a month. Stiles has been leaving him gifts.
  • untitled by toast-ranger-to-a-stranger (Not Rated, <1k) It honestly isn’t that bad.  There’s a lot of blood, but the wounds are shallow, four claw marks dragging down across his ribcage.  Stiles panics anyways because that’s what Stiles does. Boyd lets him.  
Derek Hale

Can we talk about the reason that Derek bit Erica, Issac and Boyd. All three were outsiders, never really talked to anyone, didn’t have friends and had personal issues.

Derek is not a dumb guy. He could’ve easily went for Danny, Jackson or any other person with a large amount of strength in the town but he didn’t.

He went for three people who needed the help, three people who needed the confidence, needed someone to depend on and this speaks volumes for his character. Everyone saw him as this selfish felon and yet when he had the chance to truly become powerful, truly become evil he choose three people who he wanted to help not three people he could use for his selfish needs.

the-calvaree  asked:


oh gosh i have so many!!

they start off as friends? boyd fuels stiles’ star wars obsession and quotes it with him. they can spend hours just watching trash tv and films and laughing quietly, or study together with shit films in the background.

when they start dating, nothing much changes? apart from noW THERE’S KISSING!!! and sometimes hand holding and cuddles when they’re at one of their houses.

mama boyd falls in love with stiles the first time they’re introduced! boyd is very sweet and gentle at home? talks quietly with his mum and kisses her cheek and stiles falls more in love with him. when stiles goes to leave, mama boyd pinches stiles’ cheeks and tells him to look after her boy and that he’s always welcome round for tea.

papa stilinski is slightly weary because yo werewolves, but he warms up to boyd within in like 10 minutes, especially when he sees how happy and relaxed stiles is around him.

bOYD IS A CHEAT AT VIDEO GAMES! it takes stiles weeks to realise how boyd is winning all the time and when he does he sulks and shoves boyd off the couch while boyd laughs at him.

stiles has the coldest feet and loves putting them on boyds shins in his sleep to warm them up, boyd just grunts and squishes his feet between his legs until he settles again.

when they move into their own apartment, it’s not much more than a bed, kitchen and bathroom, but they’re happy and have pancakes for dinner and marathon films when they’re not studying.

they’re so comfortable around each other and juST GOSH. so protective and comfortable and happy, and sarcastic. so. much. sarcasm. boyd is all dry wit and raised eyebrows while stiles squints at him and snarks back. which always leads to smiling during kisses uvu