Thank you for your posts on why Stiles isn't a sociopath or psychopath. Like do people forget that this was the same boy who tried to save Boyd & Erica from the Argent's basement? The same boy who stopped Ethan from slicing his own stomach open? The same boy who entered himself in Eichen House to prevent himself from causing anymore harm (and ran after the patient who hung themselves in an attempt to stop them)? The same boy who didn't care about dying as long as it meant no one else got hurt?
Yeah. They say actions speak louder than words, but I guess that’s not true here. Apparently a few lines is enough to discredit everything. Whatever.
At this point, if the fandom really wants to just make Stiles out to be nothing but a bully and asshole, so be it.
But I mean what I said. What he said was not that bad or insensitive. Neither Scott nor Liam reacted badly towards it (or even at all actually). He wasn’t trying to bully Liam nor did Liam feel bullied. The fandom is only in an uproar because it was about a mental disorder.
At this point, if the fandom really wants to make Stiles out to be notion more than an asshole and bully, then so be it. I’m really just kind of done with chasing my tail in a circle. It’s almost as bad engaging with certain other groups in the fandom (yes that is plural) and after a while it just guys annoying more than anything. I’m just going to enjoy my show and the read I had on that character’s actions rather than blow it out of proportion.
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Dear person I like, Dear "anyone", Dear bestfriend
Dear person I like,
I wish you existed, but, honestly, you don’t yet. I don’t have anyone I’m particularly interested in like that as much as I’d like to be. That’s probably my fault. I shut myself down a lot in that regard with various things and reasons. So, hey, if you think you might like me, don’t be afraid to talk to me or say something. Chances are, I probably saw you and just shut myself down. So, don’t be afraid to make the first move even if I’m the guy, okay? I’m down for that. I hope to find you soon.
Honestly, you’re probably the person I’m closest to from college. I’m really glad we met and hit it off. We always have a good time, whether we’re drinking or not, and I appreciate how much you let me crash at your place when I visit the city. Don’t worry, some day, I promise, I’ll be back there and I won’t have to crash anymore. I’m also looking forward to working with you on this project. It’s up to you and me to balance out that one guy, haha. But I think we’re going to do well.
I worry sometimes that I annoy you or bombard you too much with communication or hanging out because I realize you’re far more introverted than me. It’s something that’s on my mind with several people, especially those I’m closest to. I don’t think it’s ever been a problem. The one time I really thought it might have been, you later apologized for being distant. I forget that while being social at a party recharges me, it drains you. I’m glad all is well though.
I do enjoy that I always seem to find the perfect gifts for you. Well, I do that for anyone I choose to buy a gift for, but still. It made me really happy when I managed to surprise you with your Jameson Black Barrel for Christmas this year. I still owe your mom so much for her help with that since you were back home states away from me. God bless that woman.
Anyway, we’ve really had some great times together, in college, at disney, and even after, as well as some great conversations. We helped each other through some of our hardest classes in college together and I was there for you as best as I could be when you dad died. I wish you weren’t so far away at that time, but I know you were well taken care of by your friends back home.
Basically, I’m glad we’re such good friends. I consider your one of my best and closest friends and I don’t say such things lightly. I wish you nothing but the best in the world. Thank you, truly, for everything.
Dear best friend,
Where to begin? It feels like we’ve known each other forever even though that’s not true. I can’t say when we suddenly became brothers like we are now, but I’m glad it happened.
We’ve both helped each other through some really tough times. You were the one who pulled me out of my depression. The only one who could see past my facade of happiness. For that, you have my deepest gratitude. We both continue to support each other.
Much like the other person, I worry I bombard you too much. The thing is, you’re bombarded by not just me, but everyone else, too. I only make things worse in that regard. It’s selfish of me and I’m sorry. I think the fact that I worry about it actually bothers you more than that though. I wish your life allowed you more free time so you could see your friends and I don’t mean just me.
At the end of the day, I know that if I ever truly needed you, you’d be there in an instant. I’d do the same for you. We’ve always got each other’s backs no matter what happens. You have no idea how much that means to me.
I don’t think there’s ever been a time when the two of us haven’t had an absolute blast hanging out. Somehow we always end up staying way later than planned, too. Often by 3 and 4 hours. Thing is, we don’t even realize it’s been that long til we look at the clock. Time flies when you’re having fun. I hope in the future you get to have more fun. I miss getting to hang out with you and I really want to go fishing again.
Basically, I probably couldn’t ask for a better friend in the world. I’m glad I got to stand by your side for your wedding. I know life is hell for you now, but I hope and believe that you’re going to do better. You deserve to be happy. I would love for nothing more to be true.
I love you, brother. Thanks for putting up with me. I look forward to many more years of friendship.
Thanks, anon. I might have gotten mildly emotional while writing these.
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That Stiles post circulating should have been about the people Stiles has hurt and how it’s time for Stiles to grow the fuck up and stop being an asshole just because he can. Instead, Stiles stans have congregated on the post to write essays about how special and damaged Stiles is and have completely excused him from being a decent human being and treating people with respect and/or empathy.
It’s not that. It’s really not. It’s that everyone is blowing it out of proportion. If he had said it about ANYTHING that wasn’t a mental disorder, the fandom wouldn’t have lost it’s shit. He wasn’t making light of mental health. He was actually acknowledging what a problem it is and what a problem it is for him to have werewolf powers.
No, Stiles isn’t some special hurt or whatever human. I am sure some people have said that. No. You know what he is? Fucking stressed and probably a bit agitated.
It’s basic psychology (they literally teach this to you in INTRO to psych) that stress INCREASES a person’s aggression. Meaning they are more likely to do something aggressive. Have you ever said something you regretted because you were mad or frustrated? Something people would consider offensive, not politically correct, or insensitive? Most if not all people have.
Bottom line is the fandom is overreacting to this because it was said about a mental disorder. There is no need to make a big deal about this honestly. If you really feel better about ranting about what a terrible person Stiles is, then great. I hope it makes you happy and I guess that’ll improve your Teen Wolf experience somehow.
Remember, it’s a TV show. If you don’t like it, you can always stop watching it.
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