Directing and writing are so exhilarating to me because you get to make something that is your vision. I feel like having the power to make anything feel and look the way I want it. You don’t get to do that as an actor where you are part of someone’s story. You contribute hugely and may change it for the better, but you don’t have an overview of the piece as a whole - which, eventually, is frustrating.
do y’all ever stumble upon a really good au fic with like about 5 or more chapters that’s not completed?? and it’s so good that when you’re done reading it you scroll through the other fics, hoping to see something similar but then u remember that ur otp isn’t currently in a enemies to friends to lovers situation and no other fics have a similar plot and you’re just like ‘oh.’
“I said, leave me alone!” Without hesitation, you threw a shard of a mirror you had just broken. Your eyes narrowed as Peter caught the glass in the nick of time, the shard just barely touching the skin of his neck.
“It’s not nice to throw things, [y/n].” He said in his arrogant tone of voice.
Your jaw clenched, “If you don’t leave me the hell alone, I will kill you.”
Smirking, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, love.”
What I mean:
Stiles was erased and never existed which means Void Stiles has never existed either. Since he never existed that means either the Nogitsune found another host, or never came back and then the Oni would've never been in Beacon Hills. Void Stiles also would have never taken control of the Oni and kidnapped Lydia to Oak Creek. If none of this ever happened, and they never went to Oak Creek to save Stiles and Lydia resulting in the fight with the dark!Oni then how did Allison Argent die??
I am so mad that stydia didn’t become canon sooner; we got so many amazing moments with them, but we were robbed of so much opportunities and just time , time to see them stumble through the honeymoon phase, to seem them grow and have their first fight
now teen wolf is almost over for good and we barely got any scenes with them this season
I am grateful for everything but at the same time.. I want to cry
Honestly I’m still so freaking disgusted because of the 0/10 stydia in 6x18/6x19. Teen Wolf is my favorite show ever because of what it makes me feel, and I love these characters so much, but the writers are doing things so bad this season.
They could have included Stiles/Stydia without his physical presence very easily, it just doesn’t feel right that Lydia doesn’t give a shit about him, it doesn’t make sense, HE IS HER BOYFRIEND. And idk I just don’t know anything right now, they gave us Stydia in 6a just to act like it never happened, I’m so dissaponted
I have decided that Dylan O'Brien, Ian Bohen and Tyler Hoechilin have magic powers because how else is an episode only awesome when they’re in it and the less they’re in it the more monotonous and frustrating and cheesy the episode 🤔
It just all blurs together: one big seasonfiveseasonsixplotwhendidthathappen mess and I only remember the bits with Stiles and Peter and Derek 🤔
Maybe it’s just me….
I want to start off by explaining my reason on making this post: a conversation I had with a friend did not go well. Of course, I love Cody’s villainous character in Teen Wolf and of course, this friend of mine hates Theo. It frustrates me because while we were watching the last episode, they had the nerve to state that, “Theo is still a bad person. He hasn’t changed.”
People should really stop hating on Theo in Teen Wolf. It pisses me off that even after season 5 has ended and Theo is back, some still have negative things to say about him. While you guys are hating on him, why don’t you also hate on Peter Hale? After all, this guy has done worse in the show, yet no one wants to call him out on his actions and why you guys do that, I still don’t know why.
You can not join a fandom and be fake at the same time because it just shows that you’re not a true fan. That’s like you hating Niall Horan from 1D because of his crooked teeth but once he gets braces and they come off, all of a sudden he’s “hot” in your eyes and automatically you’re a true 1D fan. Every character should be treated equally in this show. Everyone loved Void Stiles and Peter Hale so why can’t we love Theo?
Another thing I want to add is that Cody has feelings. Therefore, if his character is a villain and he’s the most hated person, he’s going to feel upset in real life. It’s not fair that Peter Hale or Void Stiles can be villains and we can love them but we can’t do the same to Cody.
Personally, I adore Theo Raeken. I think that he was great as a villain in season 5 and him returning this season makes me really happy. I know he’s not back to cause damage but fix it and thats what makes it more exciting. He’s realized that he’s done bad and obviously, there’s a part of him that is still human. He’s doing his best to make his life better and we as a fandom should understand that instead of bashing an actors character.
Please, I just want everyone to not treat Cody like this. I feel bad for him because some of us are supposed to be true fans of this show yet they want to find someone to hate on. For those of you who agree with what I’m saying, thank you.
Male Tate x Female!Reader Fandom: Teen Wolf Author: T 💕 Request: “Can you do Teen Wolf one shot where the reader is really frustrated and horny and Malia is being really aggressive and is teasing her and they end up having hardcore sex????” Warnings: Smutty af, Lesbian sex, fingering, oral, public teasing, aggressive Malia (I feel like that needs to be a warning), language, hardcore smut, nsfw gif. Author’s Note: I think I would sleep with Malia Tate tbh😂
I shot up from my sleep with sweat rolling down my face, my heart hammering in my chest, and my panties wet enough to drown a small group of toddlers. I just woke up from a wet dream about my girlfriend. Malia and I have been together since shortly after her and Stiles broke up. I don’t know what it is this early in the morning, but my sweet and innocent dream about the girl that I loved took a sudden turn and became the filthiest and wettest dream imaginable. The clock on my phone said that it was 6:30 in the morning, so I opted for a shower to try to soothe my sexual frustration. I stripped down to nothing and turned on the water. I heard my phone buzz on my counter. I groaned when I saw it was from my girlfriend. Well, “groaned” is the wrong word. It was more of a moan.
My WereCUTEote: Good morning, baby! How are you?💟💟
I sighed. “No need to lie to her.” I thought. I picked up my phone and began to text my girlfriend back.
Me: Super duper horny and frustrated if you want to know the truth.
As soon as I pressed send, I thought of how personal that really was. Yes, Malia is my girlfriend, but that may have been something I should have kept to myself. The counter echoed the buzz from my phone when Malia texted back.
My WereCUTEote: Can I see?😋😏
For as long as the two of us had been dating, neither Malia nor I have sent nudes to the other. I felt my arousal literally drip down my thighs as I sat on the counter and opened my legs, snapping a picture.
Me: See, Malia? That’s because I was thinking of you.
My WereCUTEote: ….Oh, wow, baby. That got me going too. Can you hurry up so that I can see you?
I moaned loudly and sped through my morning routine and ran out to my car so that I could get to the High School as fast as I could.
I parked my car in park outside of the school and took a few minutes to breath. I got out of the car and wwas oushed against the door, the metal making my skin cold. “Good morning, babygirl. I missed.” Malia put one hand on my waist and the other on my thigh, moving it upward slowly.
I pushed a moan back, but I knew that Malia could smell the sexual tension, even without her superhuman senses. “H-Hi, babe. I missed you too.”
Without any warning, Malia cupped my core through my thin leggings and stroked my clit roughly. I put my head back on the car window and ground into Malia’s palm. My mouth hung open and I panted loudly. The knot in my lower abdomen was seconds away from bursting. Malia’s fingers continued to move over my swollen clit with such pleasure I could hardly stand it.
“Malia,” I moaned to my girlfriend. “Fuck, Mal, I’m gonna cum…don’t stop…” I braced myself for an orgasm that I knew would leave me a mess.
As my orgasm came up, Malia took her hand away, making me whine. “I said don’t stop.”
“I know what you said. I heard you.” She smirked, taking my hand, walking us to where the rest of our friends were standing before the first bell rang.
Multiple people said “hi’s” and “hello’s”, but all I could do was stare my girlfriend down as she smiled and acted like nothing was wrong. I didn’t actually realize how long I was staring daggers at her until Lydia said something about it. Malia just laughed and told everyone that I was just “angry and frustrated”.
“That’s one way to say it.” Scott laughed, knowing exactly what she meant.
The bell for first period rang and we all migrated to class. And, just as my luck would have it, my first period was the same as Malia’s, and we sat next to eachother. I could do this. It’s Friday, just a few classes to get through and then I could spend the entire weekend at Malia’s house. Malia sat next to me and put her hand on my leg like she did every day. It’s only an issue now because every time she touches me I feel like I’m going to explode.
Malia leaned in, “You better be quiet, Y/N.” She whispered.
I looked at her. “What do you mean? I didn’t say anyth-” I gasped and quickly slapped my hand over my mouth.
Malia reached inside my leggings. “Ooh, no panties today, babygirl? That makes me so wet.” I clenched my jaw and opened my legs further sso Malia had better access. She stuck her two fingers inside of me and began to slowly thrust them in and out of me. She finger fucked me under the table faster when our teacher came in. I tried very hard to listern what she was saying, but all my brain could register was that my girlfriend was publically fingering my soaked pussy.
“Please, Malia?” I panted quietly into her ear. “Please let me cum?” Malia shooked her head and pulled her fingers out of me the, while she looked me right in the eyes, she stuck them in her mouth.
“Malia?” The two turned our heads to the front of the room. “There is no eating in my class.”
Malia wiped her mouth and smiled devilishly. “Sorry, Miss. I’ll eat it later.”
I almost came just from hearing her say that. She made it hard to pay attention during class all day long. The day drug on and on and on untill I couldn’t stand it. As people piled out of the front door of the building, I wasted no time dragging my girlfriend to my car by her wrist. “Hey, what’s going on, baby? Are you okay?”
I sung the car door open and pushed her in the back seat. “Get. In. Now.” Malia hummed and smirked as she got in the back seat. I got in after her and shut the door behind me.
“Sooooo, are you gonna tell me what this is about or?” I crashed my lips into hers and pushed her on her back, I straddled her lap.
I took my hand from her cheek and slid it between our two bodies. I pushed the heel of my hand against her clothed clit. As we kissed, a perfect storm of white teeth and soft flesh, I put more and more pressure on Malia’s bundle of nerves.
I pulled away from our kiss to see her face twisted in pleasure and panting my name. She panted and pushed her hips into my hand even more. “Y/N…baby…oh…oh, god.”
I could tell by her facial expressions and the shaking of her legs that she was on the verge of her orgasm. And, just like she did to me earlier, I pulled my hand away.
The lightning speed of Malia’s head snapping up seemed almost fake. “Please, Y/N? Please don’t tease me. I was so close.” She begged.
All I did was laugh. “You teased me all day long, babygirl. All. Day. Long. And now I feel like it’s time for some payback. You remember that comment you made during first period about how you were going to “eat it later”?” I asked as I took of my shoes and leggings.
I moved myself so that I hovered my pussy over her mouth. “Well, baby, now you are going to make good on that promise.”
Malia got the hint and pulled me down to her face and attacked my pussy with her tounge. Malia drifted her own hand down to the front of her shorts as I rode her face. “Absolutly not, Mal.” I said.
I took her hand away from her core and brought it to my chest. She squeezed my left breast as I felt my orgasm approaching. “Oh, Mal…I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum!” My legs shook and my breathing hitched in my throat as I came on my girlfriend’s tongue.
I heard Malia moanas she licked me clean. I leaned down and kissed her, savoring the taste of myself on her mouth. I trailed kisses from her lip, down her chest, on to both of her boobs, down to her stomach, and stopped just above her clit. “Are you ready to cum, hum? Huh? Ready for me to finger fuck you so hard you’ll feel it tomorrow?”
“Yes, Y/N. Please fuck my pussy with your fingers. I can’t stand the waiting! Please?!”
An idea popped into my mind. “Do you feel bad about teasing me all day?” I slid off her shorts and panties.
“Yes, I’m sorry.” Malia moaned.
“Do you promise you aren’t going to do it again?” I traced her pussy lips with my two fingers.
“Fuck! Yes!” The second the words left her lips, I plunged my two fingers into her pussy. I thrusted them violently in and out of my girlfriends pussy. Her juices drenched my fingers and dripped onto my seat. I put my tounge on her clit and flicked it while I fucked her with my fingers. I bit down on her swollen clit.
“Y-Y-Y/N. Ooh. Oh, my god. Can you- can you add another finger…please? OH!” I added my third finger and pushed all three fingers inside of her harder and faster. My tounge flicked her clit over and over again.
Malia arched her back up. “I’m gonna cum! Aah! Please, can cum?!”
“Cum, Malia. Cum all over my fingers, Princess.” Malia grabbed at my hair and tightened her walls around my fingers as she came. Hard.
I did the same thing she had done in the classroom earlier that day and stuck my fingers in my mouth and sucked them clean while I looked her in the eyes. “Get dressed, babe.”
“Why?” Malia asked as i got dressed and climbed into the drivers seat, starting the car.
“Because we are going to your house for round two.” I winked.
“stiles, where are you going? […] let’s just go back to sleep. […] don’t worry about it. […] just go back to sleep stiles. what if who gets in? stiles, just leave it please… come back to bed! stiles, please! don’t stiles! don’t! don’t go in there, please, stiles!”