i really love our generation’s joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. like nobody says “oh she’s pretty” anymore we say “i would willingly let her murder me” and everyone is just like “lol same”
i think “same” is also great and “me,” i love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says “me” and we all know exactly what they mean. the current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet EVERYBODY understands each other perfectly
This reminds me of the time when I was on vacation with my family and we were hiking, and after using a rest stop, the conversation turned to the grossness of outhouses and port-a-potties, and I said that if I ever got splashback from a port-a-potty, “my soul would depart my body.” My parents found that hilarious, and my dad commented that my generation can be so clever with words bc he would only think to say something like “It would be disgusting” which doesn’t convey the sentiment nearly as well as “my soul would depart my body.”
Derek Hale was captain of the football team, he had one of the highest GPAs of the entire school and one could say he was fairly popular. Derek Hale could have any boy he wanted. That’s why it was weird that he found himself hiding behind the corner of the hallway watching Stiles Stilinski as he and his best friend, Scott McCall, talked in front of Stiles’ locker (that Derek had memorized because he’s a creeper). AKA Derek is head over heels in love with Stiles but Stiles doesn’t know.
Summary: Stiles hangs out with werewolves. Stiles dresses up as Little Red Riding Hood for Halloween. It’s supposed to be ironic.
Info: 10k|Explicit| Crossdressing
Notes: Back to the 2012 fics, this was one of the first smutty fics that I’ve read and it stayed with me because of how realistic the smut was. It also features crossdressing, which is kind of awesome in this fic, and the sexual tension between the two of them is just off the charts. -C
Sneak Peek:
“Fudge,” he says, stretching the ‘dge’ for as long as he can.
He scrambles onto the ground and grabs at the box.
It came with a freaking candy basket, with a tail as a handle and fluffy black fur like some miniature wolf, okay, it’s like gold , and he and Scott may not be doing the trick-or-treating thing this year (because Scott sucks at life and is a horrible best friend, Stiles needs a new one), but Stiles can’t pass up the opportunity to shove a cute wolf candy basket at every single member of this group they like to call a pack.
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