Sterek staring at each other too long/intensely/unnecessarily throughout the series. [Part 2]
Author theproblemwithstardust
i wish people would stop romanticizing not eating breakfast and not getting enough sleep and being dependent on coffee to function and always being in a bad mood and treating yourself poorly because that behavior is very unhealthy for you
I don’t know that it’s romanticizing it to just talk about it. I know it’s unhealthy, but losing the ability to talk about it publically won’t be a step forward, it’ll be a step back. Being able to acknowledge it and commiserate with others and maybe get tips on how to trick my dumb brain into complying with sleep and healthy food choices are all net positives.
Nah talking about it is good. But the whole gradschool culture? Where everyone lives off of coffee and pizza and beer? Is super unhealthy and also expected? Idk if it makes sense but it feels like you have to pull all-nighters in the lab and treat yourself like garbage or else you’re not doing grad school right.
i blame this post for this
(they’re not watching the rain but okay xD)Concept: Stiles and Derek sitting on the porch of the rebuilt
Hale house wrapped in a blanket, watching the rain, drinking hot cider,
and completely and utterly happy.
Letitia Wright and Lupita Nyong’o photographed by Amy Troost for Teen Vogue
Lesbians.
“It says right here,” Stiles says, pointing, “Three days past the waxing moon and under a clear sky–okay, are you even paying attention right now?”
“Yes,” Derek says, but a second too late. Then, “Sorry.”
“Do you think I do this for my health?” Stiles says, swinging around.
“No,” Derek says. “I know you do it for, um. To keep–to help.”
“Right,” Stiles says. “So maybe you could just try to–”
“You have a little–” Derek mumbles, nonsensically. He gestures at his cheek. Stiles shakes his head. “There’s–” Derek says, and then reaches out and smudges a thumb over the edge of Stiles’ cheekbone. “Dirt,” he says.
“Okay,” Stiles says. “I came right from practice. Are you okay? Do you need me to wash my face?”
“No,” Derek says, hunching his shoulders.
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