It’s comforting to know you’ve planned this out with your usual attention to detail.
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You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding.
#i’m sorry#but if you don’t think stiles loves scott more than anything and anybody else#then think again#because this stiles#believing that scott is dead#this is stiles giving up#slowly sinking to the ground#this stiles who stops fighting#because it doesn’t matter anymore#because nothing matters anymore#because in this split second#he’s sure that scott’s dead#and if you don’t think stiles would rather die#a thousand times#than loose scott#or live without him#then i don’t know what to tell you#because stiles was literally prepared to set himself on fire#rather than let scott die alone#he was literally prepared to get shot#rather than endanger scott#and this is the moment where his greatest fears come to life#this is his worst nightmare#because he believes scott is dead#he is too late#and scott is dead#and everything else cease to exist#because literally nothing else matters anymore#and if you don’t think this is the greatest and most important love story of the whole show#i seriously don’t know if we even watch the same show (via argent-means-silver)
is it embarrassing that i teared up a little in the last few minutes of the finale because BFFS
I just want Scott and Stiles to be this notorious true alpha and emissary pair that other packs and hunters are wary of and create legends about but also they get into tickle wars a lot. That’s what I want.
OOH, yes, and everyone who actually meets them/spies on them is like “THESE guys? These fucking dorks screwing around with water guns in the back yard? The guys wearing dumb floppy board shorts and hitting each other with pool noodles?”
There isn’t a dramatic entrance they can’t botch up, like Stiles falling down a hill and standing up with a huge smudge of mud down the side of his face and arm, that time they broke the elevator and had to squeeze out one at a time, the time the Jeep broke down and they had to borrow the neighbors kids’ huffy bikes, which had streamers on the handle bars and Scott’s had butterflies painted on it, the other time the Jeep broke down and they had to carpool with Derek who messed up their dramatic entrance by yelling out the window not to forget their hats and mittens, Stiles was still getting over that cold, remember? The time the Jeep wasn’t broken but the tape deck was and the OFF button had broken off and there was a cassette tape stuck in there and so they couldn’t go anywhere without Joanie Mitchell songs blaring at top volume, the time Scott showed up straight from work in scrubs with balloons on them, the other time the Jeep broke down and Allison had to pick them up, the point is everyone is like, jesus christ, these guys, REALLY? but Stiles and Scott can go from goofball to psychotic protective determination like flipping a switch, even wearing mittens, even with Both Sides Now playing in the background.
3×02/3×16.Scott being super excited when pretty ladies mack on Stiles is my jam.
My personal headcanon is that both Scott and Stiles, in their own ways, are Ultimate Wingmen.
#Scott is the super sweet supportive type of course #talking you up and being there for you and enjoying your success as if it’s his own #Stiles is the devious enabling little shit #who’ll push you into a hottie at just the right time for them to spill a drink on you #OH NO SCOTT LOOK AT THAT#YOU NEED A NEW DRINK #AND A NEW SHIRT #WHY DON’T YOU POP THAT ONE OFF ACTUALLY I’LL BE RIGHT BACK #**elaborate wink**
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