ok but literally how
Dylan O’Brien’s superpower is looking like he just woke up in the last ten minutes at literally any time of day
It takes them two weeks to switch Scott and Derek back. Two weeks of Derek in Scott’s body, going through the motions of his life, and it’s surprisingly easy in some ways. He passes three tests in different classes with near to perfect scores and lacrosse practices go smoothly, so no, it isn’t that difficult to blend in while they prepare to switch them back.
What’s hard is watching Stiles. It’s like he’s seeing a side of the kid he’s never bothered to before—and that has to be what it is, even if no one else seems to notice it either—which is why he finds himself sticking up for him to Mr. Harris. He’s watched and listened to that damn chemistry teacher single out and berate Stiles day after day, and nobody says anything. Stiles has almost the whole pack in that class with him, and nobody says anything. Apparently, not even Scott. That Danny kid actually smirks a little, he doesn’t know why everybody thinks he’s such a nice guy.
So Derek snaps, because he can do that in Scott’s body, emotion is expected of him, because nobody seems to notice the flicker of hurt and unhappiness that crosses Stiles’ face when Harris drawls his name out so condescendingly, no one notices the slight souring of his scent or the way his shoulders hunch in on themselves before Stiles can stop them, and Derek can admit he hasn’t been the nicest guy to Stiles. He has his reasons. But he can also admit that Stiles has pulled through for him repeatedly, and Derek’s not going to throw the word trust around yet—maybe never—but he cares about him. He’s never denied that to himself. So he yells at Harris, and lands them both a seat in the principal’s office, waiting to be seen.
“At least the principal isn’t Gerard anymore,” Stiles mutters, not looking at Derek. He hasn’t looked at Derek since Harris ordered them out of the room, although the tips of his ears seem to be getting redder.
“Small favors,” Derek says back, which finally get him a look from Stiles—wide, startled eyes, the beginning twitches of a surprised grin that he returns when Stiles almost tentatively knocks their shoulders together.
“Thanks for sticking up for me.”
Derek shrugs, and doesn’t move away.
THIS IS THE BEST SURPRISE EVER.
HIS POMP I CAN’T. TO PERF. TOO PERF.
Remember when someone wrote a little fic on my fanart
I feel like one of the things that sets Bobs Burgers apart from its counterparts in shows like Family Guy is its penchant for love and sincerity in its characters. Tina doesn’t get relentlessly mocked by her family members for being awkward and homely for laughs like Meg Griffin would be, the comedy is instead in how they defend her from people giving her crap. The parents and the kids and the siblings all have moments where they assess how close they are often and it’s something not seen much in these sort of family-based animated comedies (besides early Simpsons). BB may not be a perfect show by any means, but I feel like its sense of heart definitely makes it more fun to watch than a lot of its peers in primetime animated comedies.
Observe actor Dylan O’Brien’s horror-struck expression as director Wes Ball talks about the one time a crew member got bit by a baby rattlesnake while working on the set of “The Maze Runner.” (That’s writer James Dashner giving Dylan a comforting pat after Wes finishes the story.) [x]
this needs to be a fic why isn’t his a fic yet
is that what arrow is about
i always get confused when there is more than one name in the orphan black credits
—Netflix would be by far the best dating site. “Here are 9 other singles in your area who have also watched Breaking Bad for 12 straight hours”
I am SICK and TIRED of people objecting to seeing women using their breasts for what they are actually for. BREASTFEEDING IS NOT VULGAR OR OBSCENE.
I support breastfeeding all the way, even if it is in public.
And the award winning one: