Inspired by the truly inspirational bleep0bleep and that one gifset of Harry Styles finding 1D smut, have 1000 words of Stiles being grossed out, inspired by and in love with the fervent Sterek shippers. *EDIT* to add that this is pre-Derek leaving. :D
“What the hell is this?” Stiles asks, waving his phone at Lydia. The band’s group iMessage is open and the newest text is a link to Tumblr from Lydia.
“Something cool, just look at it.”
“I don’t trust unsolicited Tumblr links.”
There’s a crash in the front lounge and Scott can be heard cackling. “HOLY FUCKING SHIT, LYDIA.”
Lydia barely contains a cackle of her own. “Just look at it.”
Stiles narrows his eyes at her but taps the link anyway. The kid’s URL is innocent enough. There are no pornographic manips upon first glance, no drawings… just a wall of text.
“Is this fanfic, Lydia?”
He grumbles and sinks further into the couch. “What’s PWP mean?”