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anonymous asked:

Bucky I just threatened to fight the cash register at work, and it made me wonder, how do I know if I'm someone's angry smol?

well, first you must determine if you are both angry and smol. steve is still both, despite being six feet plus of “patriotic justice.” someone needs to stop that man from reading his own press coverage. 

if you are, then you gotta figure out if there’s someone who:

1. fishes your ass out of the fire after you’ve jumped in 

2. tells you youre an idiot for jumping in in the first place, because you are

3. beats up the fire because youre in way over your head

4. laughs at your injuries because you’re an idiot (see above: fire jumping)

if there is someone who meets the above criteria, you probably need to go buy them a thank-you cheeseburger. they deserve it. 

now go kick that cash register’s ass. im sure it has it coming. 

I just watched a french fry challenge on YouTube where you are blind folded and have to guess where different fries come from, and now I want an AU where Stiles is a vlogger who challenges Derek to the french fry challenge and if Derek loses, he has to go on a date with him. 

Despite being a french fry connoisseur, Stiles loses the game. He tries to play it casual, tries to be a good sport about it, but he’s actually just plain miserable that he won’t get the chance to take Derek out on that date and woo him. He knows it’s stupid but he just….really wanted the chance to prove to Derek he can be romantic and deserving of him and all that couply jazz. He wanted one setting where he didn’t have to be careful about flirting with Derek too obviously. One night where he could just look a him without feeling self conscious when Derek caught him and chalk it up to the “Stilinski date experience” or something equally as pathetic.  

Basically, he just wanted one night to know what it felt like to hold Derek Hale’s hand (if Derek would have even let him). 

Derek leaves and Stiles mopes for the rest of the day, trying not to feel sorry for himself and utterly, utterly heart broken. Again, stupid, but he’s been pining after Derek for years. He’s considering going to bed early when his door bell rings and standing there, dressed in a fancy cardigan with a bottle of wine and - several bags of….chicken based snacks? - is Derek, asking if he’s up for “another challenge”. 

Stiles loses again but it’s okay because the moment Derek wins, he turns to him and with a grin that can only be described as the love child of ‘shy’ and ‘shit eating’ (if that is even possible), he cups Stiles’ cheek and says, “I’m going to claim my prize now.” 

The kiss tastes like chicken and too much salt but Stiles doesn’t care because it’s the best kiss of his entire life and his stomach won’t quit doing somersaults.

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2x21 // 2x22

Me @ Seb Stan: WHY DO ALL OF YOUR CHARACTERS HAVE TO SUFFER. CANT YOU TAKE A ROLE WHERE YOU DONT KILL US ALL EMOTIONALLY. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, SIR.

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Oh, look. It’s a mysterious light. Shining round a corner. Approximately ten feet away.

  • eren: what's up guys! i have jean's shoes!
  • armin: why do you have jean's shoes?
  • eren: look man it was 1am, he left them in mikasa's trunk, so i assumed they were mine