i really don't have friends in real life

Amy is the best person you could possibly work off of. She’s my favorite actress. We’re good friends [in real life], and then when we have scenes together, there’s just this thing that clicks. Honestly, when I see on the call sheet that we have a scene together, I still get really excited. It’s always something different. It’s not like we revert back to some holding pattern that we have. She always totally surprises me, and I always try to surprise her — although I’m a much less agile performer than she is in a lot of ways. [Laughs] We’re just genuinely having a lot of fun when we’re doing these scenes, no matter how short or long or serious or funny.

Real talk, Mick saying that Amaya was his only friend felt like a slap in the face, and if I wasn’t already upset about the erasure of the Atomwave friendship that line fucking did me in. Like, this show went from having Ray and Mick interacting and getting into shenanigans together and shit to pairing Ray off with Nate and Mick off with Amaya. They aren’t even being subtle with their agenda, and it really grinds my gears cuz we’re just supposed to forget that Mick felt comfortable enough to give Ray the cold gun, despite how things worked out. I just…I was so afraid of the show pushing Mick/Amaya at the expense of the Atomwave relationship, as if Mick couldn’t have two friends at once. And what the shit does this mean for Coldwave when Leonard actually shows up for real? I’m just…I’m tired just thinking about how this trainwreck could play out.. 

Scott’s lack of priorities is staggering. In Season 1 he was all about Allison when everybody around him is literally in life threatening situations not to mention his best friend was physically threatened by himself, but all he could think about was impressing Allison. 

I don’t even remember what happened in Season 2-4 anymore. But right now? I really hate how he accuses Stiles of killing ‘someone they’re supposed to save’. I mean, really, even before Donovan became a Chimera he threatened the Sheriff on multiple occasions and have shown real capability to carry out his threats. Donovan is a victim of some fucked up medical experimentation, not his vile temper and aggression and malice against the Sheriff. Even if they did manage to help Donovan out of his situation, he still would have gone after the Sheriff because that is part of who is now. Between Donovan and the Sheriff, Stiles would choose to save his dad and not some two bit wannabe cop with insane aggression issues any fucking day. I fucking hate how Scott thinks it’s right/good/saintly in any way that he basically implicitly said that saving Donovan from his dark body-modifying sins is more important than keeping the Sheriff alive. 

The entire rain scene in 5x09 is Scott saying ‘we were supposed to save Donovan’ and Stiles frustratingly saying ‘are you fucking kidding me this is the person who wanted to kill my father’. There is deliberate miscommunication in this scene, because Theo is a lying liar who lies, and also a piece of trash that deserves to a death so horrible that it will make Genghis Khan cry, but to be honest I completely understand why Stiles doesn’t even think about fact checking with Scott - he is way too incredulous that Scott is more concerned over Donovan’s wellbeing than the Sheriff’s life. 

By the way, Stiles is infinitely protective of the Sheriff. Just think about how he obsessively controls the Sheriff’s diet, and how he flatout says (and believes) that he needs to take care of the Sheriff. And think about how fucked up he got by just the merely suggestion that the Sheriff has been taken by Jennifer Blake. And more importantly, think about how fucking angry Stiles got when Donovan started taunting him about ruining the Sheriff for life by hurting him… His knuckles were white, he was shaking, breathing heavily, I bet you anything at that moment he saw red. He looked like he was positively ready to kill, even though the Sheriff raised him better. Also, at the sheriff station, when Donovan started threatening the Sheriff in a very graphic way, Stiles’ acerbic reply actually quite surprised me. I mean, Stiles has always been sarcastic and quickwitted, but he has always been a more comedic character, alleviating the tension in the heavy shitstorm that is the daily life of Beacon Hills; but his reply to Donovan was downright malicious and cruel. So, really, I can’t really imagine Stiles not doing anything about this. Even if the accident didn’t happen, I can just imagine Stiles pulling less than legal strings behind the scenes to make sure Donovan gets locked up and fucked up for the rest of eternity. 

And just for reasons, let’s think back at all the stuff Scott did in order to keep Melissa safe… Like I said, I don’t remember much of it. But I do distinctly recall all the shit that went down with Gerard, Scott doing whatever he could to keep his mother safe, Stiles getting kidnapped, everything turning to shit, etc. Scott has done his fair share of shitty things and morally dubious bullcrap in his life, ok, just because he has never killed a person doesn’t automatically make him Jean Valjean. By the way, when it was about him, he was pretty ready to kill Peter and was actually quite upset Derek deprived him of that chance. Another side note, not that I’m defending Gerard, because he’s a fucking psycho and I fucking hate him because what the fuck dude you are so fucked up and not in a good way like can you just get your shit together and not be such a sadistic fuck, but what Scott did to him was actually extremely messed up. I don’t see how letting a man cough out black goo out of all his pores and not even able to die is better than just killing the man. Honestly. 

Ha ha double standards are so morbidly funny. 

dayslegend  asked:

sterek "Ordered a pizza stoned. The guy handed me my pizza and I tried to pay him by handing him back the pizza."

It was Stiles’ first night alone in his new apartment in New York City. He’d dropped Scott off at the airport earlier this morning and by now he was probably all the way back across the country.

Stiles is alone and it really sucks.

At least, Scott had contacted a friend and gotten them weed before he left which means Stiles is getting so high he doesn’t realize no one else is there.

To be perfectly honest, he may have been a little too successful.

He’s pretty sure he’s hallucinating the doorbell. There’s no way anybody’s at his door.

The button rings five more times before Stiles can finally drag himself over to answer.

He pulls open the door to see the sexist, scowliest man he’s ever seen holding five pizzas.

He’s definitely hallucinating.

He even tells the man as much.

The man quirks an eyebrow at him.  “How high are you?” He asks.

“Not high at all,” Stiles tries to protest. “But wait you’re not real so I can tell you.”

He leans in to whisper. “I’m super super high.”

“Really?” the man replies sarcastically. “I never would have guessed.”

“What can I do for you man of my mind?”

The man rolls his eyes and holds out the pizzas.

“For me?” Stiles giggles.

He grabs the pizzas and cuddles them to his chest.

The man doesn’t leave.

“Can’t you see we’re having a moment,” Stiles says only half joking.

“You have to pay me. You ordered them.”

“Okay,” Stiles says and looks around for anything holding value. He tries to hand the man a pizza. “Here.”

“You can’t pay me with pizza. Is there anyone else here who’s not as high who can get me the money?”

Stiles frowns.

He got high to avoid thinking about this, not to confront it directly.

“No, all alone. Forever.” He pauses a beat, but then inhales quickly and takes a step back, “but don’t kill me just because you know no one else is here.”

“I’m not going to kill you,” the man says with an exaggerated eye roll. “New to the city?”

Stiles nods and opens one of the boxes of pizza.

“You ever gonna pay me?”

“Can’t think right now, pizza,” Stiles mumbles through a mouth full of pizza.

He manages to drop the box onto the ground and the man sighs and takes the boxes from him and walks into Stiles’ apartment.

He forces Stiles to sit at the table and then he looks through the cupboards until he finds a rag and he scrubs at the pizza stain on the carpet.

“You’re lucky you were my last delivery tonight,” the man mutters.

He opens another cupboard and gets Stiles a glass of water and has him drink it.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Stiles asks.

The man shrugs. “It’s not fun being alone.”

Stiles nods his agreement, but now that his stomach is full of warm pizza he can feel himself getting sleepy. It’s only thanks to the man that he doesn’t end up asleep on a pizza.

Stiles groans as he wakes up the next morning, head at an awkward angle.

He tries to piece his night together, but it all seems a little fuzzy.

The pizza boxes are the only evidence that there was ever someone else there at all. That and the faint stain on the carpet that Stiles knows he didn’t clean are the only facts that reassure Stiles that he wasn’t actually hallucinating.

It’s too bad he was so high, he would’ve liked to talk to the guy from last night and get to know him.

Hopefully he’s still as good looking as high Stiles though.

The doorbell rings and Stiles groans as he goes to answer. Body way too stiff from how he slept.

He opens the door to see the man on the other side holding two coffees and a bag of donuts.

“Uh, hi?” Stiles says.

The man blushes a little. “I thought you may want some breakfast, but if you don’t that’s okay.”

“No, no, come in,” Stiles hastily pulls the door fully open.

The man steps inside and they both sit down at the table.

It’s a little awkward, but company is so nice that Stiles doesn’t even care.

He finishes his second donut and then realizes that he didn’t pay for these and he didn’t pay the man for the pizza yet either.

“Oh shit, how much do I owe you?”

“It’s fine, I’ll cover it.”

“You really don’t have to,” Stiles says as he digs through his room to find his wallet.

The man rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment, but then steels himself and asks, “Maybe you’d like to take me out sometime to make up for it?”

Stiles grins.

“I’d love that.”

“Great.”

It’s only that moment that he realizes he still doesn’t know the man’s name.

“I’m Stiles by the way.” He holds his hand out to shake.

“Derek,” the man replies.

Stiles grins back at him. Maybe the new city won’t be so lonely after all.

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The fact that I hate all social medias but still use them really proves
that I don’t have real life friends… Doesn’t it? 💀💀💀

Anywayyy!!! I made these with my ipad… Because obviously, I love Lauren Jauregui and b&w filter. Duh?! ​

The bae:
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i am pretty sure i am not the only one who wishes that there was a person in their life that would do this for them. i mean i have close friends but i know they would never do this. the friendship between these two is so real and desirable and i really wish deep down in my heart that i could have this bond. this deep unbreakable bond with someone that nothing, something like this, would break them apart! 

I have attempted many times and even if my best friends knew i know they would never say anything like this. One person i consider my best friend and i certain that she would not consider me her best friend. i mean i definitely would do this, my love for people runs that deep but vice versa i am not sure about. I was in tears for the rest of the night, i never felt this lonely before, it was literally a whole new level and i just can’t describe in an appropriate fashion. i just can’t write any more the tears are blurring my vision and i am going to end this ridiculous rant right now and just pretend for the rest of the night that i am the happiest person right now.  

(Gifs not mine- credit to rickcasshole!)