Gear up. It’s time.
30 Days of Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Day One - Favorite Outfit
successfully turning the other on (playing with some tropes, and it’s actually kind of nsfw)
It doesn’t take Scott much to get turned on honestly; a lingering hand, a whispered word, the smell of Stiles’s body wash. It’s rarely ‘unintentional boner territory’ of turned on, thankfully he moved past that years ago, but still, listening to Stiles’s English presentation on The Canterbury Tales should not be doing it. Admittedly, there’s a lot more sex than Scott was expecting from a book written in the Middle Ages.
He thinks it might be the hands. Stiles is gesturing wildly as he talks, and Scott can’t help but be reminded of how those fingers look gripped in his sheets or how they feel stretching him open.
The mouth isn’t helping either. Stiles is biting his lip while waiting for someone to ask a question. He’s making the bite Scott left there this morning even worse. Whether on purpose or to cover it up, Scott isn’t sure, but either way it’s not helping Scott’s cool. Stiles’s eyes are bright with enthusiasm and his cheeks are faintly flushed, and Scott is so close to having to run to the bathroom.
Then Stiles catches his eye, and the corner of his mouth quirks up, and Scott is going to kill him. He knows, the fucker knows, and is doing it on purpose. Righteous indignation kills his mood for a second, but then Stiles wheels off on another tangent, eyes locked with Scott’s, and fuck, he’s never going to hear the end of this, is he?
Favourite Fashion: Alexander McQueen, Fall 2008 RTW
people who get snobby about kindles like “oh, it’s not really like reading a book” confuse me like excuse you i have a whole fuckin library in my purse and if you don’t think that’s the coolest fucking thing then get out
What is your aspiration in life?
To be happy.
WAIT THE BEST FALL OUT BOY VIDEO EVER IS WHEN PETE’S GIVING A TOUR OF HIS HOUSE OR WHATEVER FOR MTV AND THEN HIS MOM COMES HOME AND STARTS BRINGING THE GROCERIES AND PATRICK WANDERS IN RIGHT BEHIND HER CARRYING IN GROCERIES TOO AND PETE’S JUST LIKE “OH WOW ALRIGHT WHAT’S UP”
HERE IT IS FLICK TO LIKE 6:10 FOR THE THING IM TALKING ABOUT FUCK IT’S HILARIOUS
It happened first like this:
Allison with her sweet, mischievous smirk taking Scott’s boxers that got thrown on her desk as a trophy, smugly wearing them right then and there. Scott retaliating by finding her panties on the floor and pulling them on, and they’re both laughing at each other, but they’re also unprepared for how hot they find it. And suddenly they have to go another round….
Allison suggested they trade, and they did.