#professor hottie (via drunktuesdaze)
UHM i’m going to be needing a comprehensive list of all the sections he teaches in.
I’m gonna say FILM 346: The
Role of Impressionism in Post-war German Cinema
#professor hale goes on mini tangents when he gets excited#then gets embarrassed and apologetic#he knows they have a syllabus to get to#but anyone who wants to stop by office hours can talk further#stiles took this as a blow off class#but professor hottie is the only one gettin blown#HEYO
HEYO but what if stiles took it as a blow off class and then gets super into it and not just because he wants to lick professor hale’s beard, but because he’s genuinely interested in the material. at first he goes to hale’s office hours to pretend he’s struggling with finding sources for his paper, but professor hale is so earnest and helpful and he gives stiles all these books to look into, and it’s not like stiles can just not read them, no, he has to read them because he can picture the quickly-shuttered look of disappointment on professor hale’s face if stiles tells him he didn’t read the books, so he reads the goddamn books and it’s actually. kind of interesting? and pretty soon he’s getting all stiles-y about it, trying to absorb as much information as he possibly can, which means he’s in professor hale’s office nearly ever day for actual legitimate reasons - okay, yeah, he’s got a boner the whole time, especially when professor hale says things like ontological or auteurism or contemporaneous, but that seems to actually work to stiles’s advantage because in an attempt to cover his embarrassed arousal, he acts like a smart ass, calling hale out on everything, and in order to maintain his ability to be smart ass, he has to keep up in class - not just keep up, but get ahead of the class - which means even more time in the library and hale’s office, sometimes using hale’s office as a library because his books are way more relevant to what stiles wants to know, and hale doesn’t seem to mind when stiles just shows up out of the blue to sit on his couch and read in silence. stiles never takes the books out of the office, even though derek offers, until one day stiles realizes that maybe that’s derek’s super non-confrontational way of asking stiles to leave him alone. he feels like an idiot for not taking the hint sooner.
MEANWHILE derek can’t figure out why stiles stops coming around all the time, so he assumes it was just because stiles finally picked up on the creepy lecherous vibe that derek was putting out. it’s not like derek meant to get a crush on a student, that’s never happened before, but stiles is so engaged with the material and smart and clever and insightful and sarcastic and so breath-takingly beautiful and yeah whatever maybe part of the reason derek kept telling stiles to take some books home with him was because he liked the idea of something of his being so close to stiles in such an intimate way, and jesus christ he’s a fucking creep, no wonder stiles doesn’t want to hang out in his office anymore.
Professor Hottie goes out to a bar, somewhere he’s pretty sure there’ll be people over twenty-one, people he won’t feel bad being surrounded by, but he’s not really cut out for bar crawling, staring forlornly into his clear drink when he spots Stiles. He’s just there, hanging back on the edge of a group, sipping slowly at something dark amber, sweating glass held in the tips of his long fingers, lips trying for a smile and not quite managing.Derek pays his tab before Stiles sees him, leaves the rest of the gin he wasn’t really drinking anyway, puts his hands in his pockets and heads for the door. He’s fucked up again, of course someone as clever, as bright as Stiles has a fake ID, wouldn’t want to hang around in college bars where he might run into gross professors-"Hey," Stiles is saying, just a quick tap on the shoulder stopping Derek in his tracks, "I’m- you don’t have to leave, I shouldn’t be here, I’m sorry I made you-""I’m not stalking you," Derek blurts, "I promise I’m not, I won’t bother you again, you- I’ll give you an A, if you don’t want to come to class.""I- what?"Derek is already walking, can’t bear the cliche of chancing a look back at Stiles’ face. He’s nothing if not genre savvy.-Derek wonders how many times he can cancel office hours before anyone notices. He’s not under the illusion that many of his other students would mourn the absence of opportunity to come talk to him in his tiny, cramped little space, but in the end he can’t do it, even if there’s the possibility of a single student in need.He cracks the door open as usual, and stares at his computer screen, watching the same reel of Torgus over again for the third time. His coffee cools in his hand, and he’s hit with the strangely dissonant hope that maybe-Derek turns back to the flickering black and white images, looking for faults in the digital transfer, disgusted with himself.He’s halfway through an email to the department about their preservation quality when there’s a sharp little knock on the door. “It’s- it’s open,” he croaks, somehow knowing exactly who it is.Stiles steps forward like someone’s holding a gun to his head, dropping a stack of books onto Derek’s desk, kicking up a puff of dust and a whiff of something else, must and weed and the strange, sharp scent of Stiles himself that had started to gently suffuse Derek’s office. “Guess I won’t need these. If you don’t want me to- if you’re just going to give me an A.”"I don’t want you to think I- I’m sorry-""No, I’m sorry, forget it." Stiles runs a hand through his hair, shadows beneath his eyes bruise-dark. "I get it. You don’t have to say it, right? You’re always talking about subtext.”"Wait-" Derek says, confused, but Stiles is already going, shoulders hunched up around his ears, braced for a blow.
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i’m not a misandrist but i think it’s pretty clear men are unfit for jobs in parliment. i mean, you try to have an intellectual discusscion with them about social issues, and their first instinct is to demand if equal rights means they can punch you. their brains just aren’t wired for talking to people / thinking through problems without using violence. get back to the gym, sweetheart
Why have I never seen this interview with Dylan before?! (x)*Dylan appreciation post 17/?
Dylan pretending to be drunk
is that the teen wolf timeline
Inspired by The Female Armor Bingo, I present to you my short guide to armor bust areas, to better help you decide what to wear :P
Any resemblance to particular armors, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Well… mostly.
So glad my bingo game caught on and inspired you! Amazing job!
This is so awesome, reminds me of Tica’s breakdown of the most typical MMORPG costumes on repair-her-armor. Always great to have more guides through stupid design tropes for future reference!
If you’re going to continue this into a series, please link all the following parts once they’re done (guessing the butt area would be next to go ;P)!
friendly reminder that when oliver wood addressed the gryffindor quidditch team as ‘men’, angelina johnson called him out on his sexist and misogynistic bullshit by reminding him there were women on the team too, and he listened to her without question ✿◕‿◕✿