You die at seventeen
in your first love’s arms
and find it cruel that
in this world, Shakespeare
takes Juliet first.

You die at seventeen
and learn that there is no
epilogue after page 6,205
because there are no words
to be said from the mute.

You die at seventeen
and involuntarily fill your lungs
with tight packed dirt until
you are no longer breathing
air but earth.

You die at seventeen
and your roots grow from both
ends and when you start
to rot at the core, they cut
you back down to the stem.

You die at seventeen
because Shakespeare takes
Juliet first, so you plant
your own seeds and labor
yourself into birth.
—  silver phoenix // S.M.
i pledge allegiance
to the misogynistic state of our nation,
to a god i don’t believe in,
to the stars of land stolen from its native peoples
and the stripes of blood and bone
that museums collected of them.

i pledge allegiance
to the flag that was stitched with
the same techniques designed to sew
the mouths shut of all those seen not
important enough to be listened to.

i pledge allegiance
to the republic for which it stands,
one nation, under god, indivisible,
with liberty and justice
for some.
—  america is the best country on earth and so i pray // S.M.

like you know that the pack is just the cutest with malia

stiles probably gives her a kiss every time she deides to use her words instead of claws (◕‿◕✿)

kira makes friendship bracelets with her (for chaneling energy somewhere) and cuddles with her after (^▽^)

(later on malia play spars with scott to actually get out her pent up energy, but she doesn’t tell that to kira) (◕‿-)

derek makes her come over for tea and tries really hard to explain how family and pack work and how great of a leader scott is and how he’ll always be there for her if she needs it (it’s probably the most words derek ever has willingly spoken at once) and he’s really patient with all her questions (∪ ◡ ∪)

scott just looks like the proudest papa bear every time malia (gently) hugs the humans instead of tackling them when she’s excited (▰˘◡˘▰)

malia trying to wrap her head around having a family again and learning how to lean on her pack for support and being there for them too (◡‿◡✿)

Matched and Lit

For Katy and Zani, who I heard have a thing for stoner!Derek.

Derek is fucking baked.

Derek is so baked he’s been talking about unicorn and dragon mythology for the past twenty minutes with no clue that Scott and Stiles have stopped listening to him. He’s sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table near the couch and he’s looking at the both of them with the creepiest smile Stiles has ever seen.

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imagine, if you will, that long before his whatever-this-is with derek and scott began, stiles was in a serious relationship with a beautiful and intelligent and hilarious dancer with almond-shaped eyes and an ass that wouldn’t quit

and they broke up mutually because stiles was really codependent and she didn’t wanna be tied down she was a free spirit and he was pretty sad, but he accepted it because he wanted closeness and domesticity and love, and she wanted rough sex and world travel and they just didn’t mesh longterm

that was a year ago but stiles just found out she’s engaged to someone else and he’s fucKING INCONSOLABLE

and he shows up at the apartment scott and derek share at 11 at night in the pouring rain sobbing his lungs out and they’re like OH MY GOD WHO DIED? and he’s like SHE’S GETTING MARRIED

and derek rolls his eyes

and scott goes WHO? LYDIA?

and stiles makes the kind of face you would make if someone showed up at your grandma’s funeral and made a poop joke and he’s like NO NOT LYDIA. MEI IS MEI IS ENGAGED TO SOME GUY NAMED RICH

and then scott cuddles him on the sofa and derek stuffs him with ice cream until he stops making horrible noises

and he’s like “i dunno i guess i was always like, it’s fine because she doesn’t wanna get married and i do. but then it turned out she just didn’t wanna get married to me.”

“well clearly we should have her committed” derek drawls

which makes stiles crack a smile and which scott thinks is a dick thing to say, but he doesn’t complain about it because stiles is sad and anything that makes him less sad is good right now

and they all watch star trek the original series and scott whines because his captain is and always will be janeway and derek doesn’t get why stiles and scott think the fight choreography is so funny it’s bad and it should feel bad

and like three hours in, stiles gets bored and starts kissing scott, and derek likes kissing, he likes kissing people and people kissing him and people kissing each other in front of him, so he starts leaving hickeys on stiles

and then stiles watches derek blow scott, derek’s mouth–as scott narrates throughout–was made for oral sex, he was made for this, he’s so–

and stiles probably rims derek while this is going on just because derek was made to have things done to him lbr, or maybe he fingers himself and watches, just watches

and then derek pulls stiles onto his lap and fucks him hard enough that it’s like an episode of the tudors, fucking nails him until those baby browns are welling up, which

which scott watches raptly, that’s what scott likes. scott could take or leave anal, but damn if he doesn’t love watching derek wreck stiles, he fists his cock and watches stiles fail to keep quiet

once stiles gets close enough to orgasm, scott kisses him through it and derek bites stiles’ neck and they all get each other covered in sweat and come

and stiles, of course, passes out before derek’s even pulled out of him yet, just mumbles and falls forward onto scott’s chest, and scott falls back onto the couch and tucks stiles under his chin

and derek wedges himself between scott and the back of the couch, he likes being small and being in small spaces. and derek says, “he looks happier now”

“yeah,” scott says warmly, grinning when derek slips a finger into stiles’ mouth, just to watch him suck on it. “i think he just needed to be reminded he’s lovable.”

“well, likable,” derek says, and scott rolls his eyes because they both know full well he heard the blip in his heartbeat

and he falls asleep half under stiles and derek, snores in tandem with stiles–but much quieter, like a happy medium between stiles’ sprawling, vocal slumber and derek’s tense, still, silent unconsciousness. like the bridge between them, like the mayo in their sandwich.

(derek doesn’t sleep, he just watches more star trek through scott’s hair)

(and when captain kirk throws himself into the air and takes down an alien wearing a shining silver jumpsuit by flinging his entire lower half at the man’s face)

(derek giggles)

1.02  second chance at first line

You think your little buddy Stiles can just google werewolves and now you’ve got all the answers, is that it? You don’t get it yet, Scott, but I’m looking out for you. Think about what could happen. You’re out on the field, the aggression takes over, and you shift in front of everyone. Your mom, all your friends– when they see you, everything falls apart.

it’s simple.
i fall into you, you fall into me.
the world goes on.

stars explode behind my eyes each time
you deign to press your hand to mine
as if you haven’t even noticed that your skin’s a supernova.

i think you broke my “off” button.
because with you on my radar, i’m on, on, on.
eyes crinkled at the corners and mouth curved up
because i’m so far gone, i’m so far gone.
i look at your picture sometimes and sigh.

each morning i pour thoughts of you from my mind,
kiss the corners of your dog-eared pages
as i slide you back in place amongst the books
of selfish senselessness inside my bookshelf heart.
i’m not the kind of person you’re begging to remember.

my veins are your love letter, pressing close under my skin
as they call sweet songs for you. if you hadn’t yet realized,
your smile times my thoughtlessness
in tandem with my heartbeats.

it’s simple.
i fall into you and you fall away.
the world goes on.
—  i’m only lonely when i’m losing, r.k.

I can’t prove to you you’re not gonna die alone,

           but trust me to take you home to clean up that blood

                                                                                  all over your paws.

Scott bringing Lydia soup and Cosmo magazine after school when he finds out she’s got a really nasty cold (▰˘◡˘▰) 

Scott staying past visiting hours watching Star Wars with Stiles in the hospital after Stiles has surgery for a broken collarbone (*◕‿◕*)

Scott making his mom tea and putting a blanket over her when she falls asleep in a little ball on the couch after a really stressful day at work (。◕‿‿◕。)

Scott holding Isaac close and lulling him back to sleep with soft words after Isaac has a bad nightmare  (◡‿◡✿) 

Scott taking care of his pack  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Derek, Allison, Stiles, Lydia, and Isaac puppy piling Scott and cuddling him in a warm embrace until the tension leaves his body and he’s able to get a good night’s sleep after so many spent lying awake worrying about everything (ʘ‿ʘ✿)

The pack taking care of Scott  (。♡‿♡。✿)