THIS PERSON RIGHT HERE.
THE VOICE BEHIND THIS LOVELY MOTHER FUCKER IS ALSO
AND IF YOU DON’T KNOW WHO THIS IS CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY BUT IVE BEEN SCREECHING AT MY LAPTOP FOR A GOOD 15 MINUTES I THINK I JUST RUINED MY VOICE.
So basically we all know what Jean sounds like in bed with Marco.
For the second year in a row it’s Destiel vs. Sterek. Which one takes the crown?
hey vote sterek guys
I was thirteen when I started.
I came out okay I guess?
Those feels are so real, my friend.
Mizukami Shin is my goddess. We should start a fucking cult.
If I could actually meet one mangaka, like just ONE out of every single manga artist I adore (including goddam Kishimoto) I would want nothing more than to meet Muzikami Shin. To tell her how much her graphic gay porn manga means to me. /sniffs again and then just fucking breaks down crying like the little girl I actually am
What do I think of Destiel?? I love it of course.
The thing about Destiel, though, is that I had a hard time jumping from Wincest straight to Destiel when Cas was introduced. I was super hardcore into Wincest at one point but I came to terms with Destiel and shipped it really hard for a few season. Now I ship like every fucking thing on Supernatural I don’t even give a fuck anymore.
You clearly have a quality friendship!
I ship me and my best friend yo. We would be an AWESOME couple. But we’re prolly best as friends and if you know that then it’s all good.
Kissing Derek is like woah and holy shit and help, I’m gonna cum in my pants before I even get them off all at the same fucking time. Lydia had been right about the stubble, of course she had, and Stiles just wants to rub his face and tongue against it until he’s got beard-burn enough to sting, but he doesn’t think Derek would appreciate that much so he just allows himself one tiny lick and focuses the rest of his energy on kissing—which he could probably do with Derek all day long if Derek would let him.
He’s pulling out all the stops, using every trick in the book ever taught to him by more experienced lovers to kiss Derek. Partly because he wants to impress Derek, duh, but also just because kissing Derek is too good for words and kisses like this deserve the best.
Derek doesn’t seem to mind, either, because he presses back into Stiles’ mouth with as much, if not more, enthusiasm than Stiles can manage. He’s all teeth when he kisses; canines biting at Stiles lips and dragging against his tongue when he licks along them before finding Derek’s tongue and tasting it and tasting it. Stiles shouldn’t find it so hot when Derek bites it lightly, just enough for him to pull back into his own mouth so Derek can chase it back with his tongue, tasting inside Stiles’ mouth the same way Stiles had been tasting his.
How the hell they were playing the fucking hand slap game nearly 15 minutes ago Stiles will never know.