teen wolf + the penal code
594- destruction of property
Update on Stiles’ jeep cosplay.
Took out seat and steering wheel. As well as motor on tires and any and all wiring. My friend hacked a lot out with a jigsaw. It was awesome :)
Cleaned as best as I can. Next step: cutting out most of inside so I can fit lol
Then need roof, doors, and sides.
So excited! Asdfghjkl
this…is such a neat and genius idea. Just think of all the cool pics you could take with this thing!! It’d be like a clown car for pack photo shoots!!
I want one.
Did some test selfies a few days back to see if I could potentially pull off Kali for cosplay purposes. My eyes and lips are a bit too large (freakin’ HUGE! How come no one ever told me they were THAT big??), I need to spend about an hour in the sun, and pencil in more eyebrows, but it might be possible. We’ll see.
For the fourth time, Derek paused his speech around the rattling of Stiles shaking a bottle of something into his mouth.
“Is that really necessary?” he demanded, his patience finally snapping.
All eyes turned to Stiles, who merely smiled around his mouthful and held up the small, colorful bottle for display.
“Jimmies help me concentrate!” he announced to the room at large.
As quick as Scott was to snatch the container away, Stiles was just as quick in grabbing it back. “Don’t rustle my jimmies.”
Derek frowned in annoyance.”I thought Adderall was supposed to help you concentrate.”
Shrugging, Stiles leaned back to shove the sprinkles into his pocket. “I like to improvise. Carry on.”
Derek’s lip curled at the commanding wave of Stiles’ hand, but followed the commend nonetheless.
He’d threaten the kid later. When they were alone.
“What?” Stiles peeked an eye open, sure he hadn’t heard right.
The claws hovered inches over his head and he flinched back.
“Are you the Witch Doctor of Beacon Hills??” the urgency in the monster’s voice nearly doubled at having to repeat itself.
“Uhm…” Stiles licked his lips and managed to relax slightly. “That’s a stupid name, and I’m still mad that Deaton left it with me, but…yes?”
The overly large sigh and sudden slumping startled him so bad that Stiles really couldn’t help the belated scream that left his mouth.
“I need your help.”
You know what I find interesting? How fandom will overuse things like “sourwolf” and Derek’s ONE threat of ripping throats out with teeth, but totally ignore the more common defining traits in the show. Like Stiles licking his lips, or his constantly asking his dad what HIS definition of a word is, or the way Stiles and his dad eat so much takeout vs Stiles cooking…and stuff.
I feel like writing, but I don’t want to work on anything big. So send me pairings and prompts so I can play around!
I can’t get past writer’s block on two of my stories, so I’m opening my inbox to drabble prompts. Most inspirational ones will get written :D
1. the state of Stiles being alone
2. pertaining to Stiles’ status in the dating scene: I don’t want to be stingle forever.
1. Stiles being separated, or singled out, from a group setting: He stingled me out from the class!
See also: stilence