but also can you imagine season 10 ending with dean stabbing himself with the first blade and just before everything goes black sam runs to him wide eyed and helplessly goes “why did you do that”
and dean responds with
"i was being a good son"
please repeatedly stab me with a rusty fork
today i was yelling at my sister outside and a fucking cherry blossom petal landed in my mouth which shut me up and my sister said, “The anime gods have silenced you”
Anonymous said: you should write a fic where lydia, allison, and stiles are all bonding over having (or had) werewolf boyfriends and stuff. that'd be cute i think.
"Jackson’s maybe," Lydia holds up her thumb and forefinger, squints at the space between them, "Like this? So, it doesn’t hurt, unless, he gets a little feisty." She picks up her tea cup, smirks over the top of it, "But, I have ways of handling that."
Allison nods understandingly, digs into her chocolate cake, “I think Scott’s about the same? Except, he always gets so nervous about accidentally getting stuck, or something, so we mostly avoid it.”
Stiles looks between them in confusion, points at Lydia’s fingers, now folding a napkin into a pretty swan. “You’re saying Jackson is like… minute?”
"Mhm, in comparison to other’s I’m sure," she says easily.
"So," Stiles tries not to burst into laughter, "All those years with the Porsche… He really was compensating?! Derek’s like this," he gestures widely with his hands, grins brightly. "And, he isn’t afraid of getting stuck, or getting in there super deep and staying there and—"
"Staying there?" Allison interrupts, "Stiles, aren’t you worried he’ll… turn you?"
"I," Stiles’ mouth falls open, "They can do that?”