

Ragebait is their love language
Writer culture is looking up the definitions of the most basic words during editing because suddenly you don’t trust your skills and are worried you might be using ‘stare’ incorrectly.
Schrödinger’s buddie: not canon but also canon enough to get hate crimed in small towns




Jacob Anderson as Louis de Pointe du Lac
First clip from Interview With the Vampire Season 3
the concept of “canon” is fake anyway. if you write a fanfic with better emotional arcs than the original you win. i said what i said
historical fiction writers scare me because they’ll casually say things like “this takes place in 1741” and then proceed to write with the confidence of someone who’s lived there. how. did u time travel.
timothée chalamet better be careful. we all know what happens when you anger the opera ghost
vampires do have to be one of the best things that humans ever collectively came up with. great job with that one, everybody.
*does five minutes of work* ok now i deserve a three week break. No consequences please 👍

Final chapter 30/30
Liam looked closer, noticing how different he looked with red eyes, the way it made his hair look darker and tied his features in closer. He didn’t hate it, but it would take some time getting used to since he’d had golden eyes for years now.
Co-written with my love @thiamsalpha 🖤
Thank you for following us through this wild ride loves🖤
can’t wait for the oscar’s to set up an impromptu ballet performance followed by some opera followed by the best actor category followed by timothee losing who said that
Chapters:
1/1
Word Count: 4,025
Fandom:
Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings:
No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships:
Alan Deaton & Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken
Characters:
Alan Deaton, Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar, Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags:
Father-Son Relationship, Non-Consensual Touching, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Alan Is Very Worried About the Mental Health of the Science Experiment Child, Liam Is Just Here to Eat Egg Rolls and Be a Significant Bother to His Maladjusted Boyfriend
Series:
Part 5 of From the Outside
Summary:
“Let me rephrase,” Alan says, his heart smarting all the while. “Did you want that man to touch you?”
And then Theo goes and shatters him by saying, “Why the hell does what I want matter?”
I can’t thank you people enough for still tagging me in games, knowing that it’ll take me ages to get to them, so thanks @mmoosen, @wolfboy88 and @thiamsxbitch for the Minute Monday tag!
Here’s what I’m writing in three minutes for the upcoming @scisaacday!
They stood in the kitchen, Isaac’s elbows on Scott’s shoulders with his fingers hovering around Scott’s hair, not daring to touch, and Scott’s hands barely touching the gifted shirt.
“Is this odd?” Scott asked.
“I don’t think so. Not with you?”
“Is it just me then?”
“I may have had my eyes on you for a while, McCall…” Isaac admitted, shrugging his shoulders. “But it never felt like… it was going to happen?” he added as his right hand found his left one behind Scott’s neck.
Scott’s hand also found their way to each other behind Isaac’s midriff, pulling them closer. “Did it take you hitting the garbage to realise?”
Isaac chuckled at that.
“Well… the cans, the smelly outcome and your offer of a shower.”
Scott snorted a chuckle. Isaac smiled at that and then he brought his head down to Scott’s forehead.
“It’s nice when you’re this close. But only know that you’re clean and not covered in binjuice…”
Isaac nodded and pulled Scott closer. “It helps that Stiles is not here.”
for the ides of march, tumblr should give us a button to stab people. and a badge for stabbing a lot of people.
minute monday wednesday
tagged by @mmoosen @wolfboy88 @nightshade-emrys @genetic-hellhound @anonymouscreatorao3 @manusmanusskript @haven-of-dusk (thank you guys 💜)
this is for one of the valentine’s prompt (
yeah, i’m still gonna finish and post them even if it’s out of season and the event ended)
Smile, you dummy!, she ordered herself before adopting the posture of a happy attendant.
Allison smiled too.
“No roses today?” Tara asked, curiously. “They’re perfect for Valentine’s Day.”
“Definitely,” she agreed. “But I don’t have a girlfriend to celebrate Valentine’s Day with.”
Girlfriend.
So Allison liked girls.
Tara’s smile widened.
Fuck it Friday!
Tagged by the pookie @honestlydarkprincess
New thiam wip with the pookies @thiamsalpha @endlessnightmaress @nightshade-emrys unedited, still to be named
They have lost, their little victory in the hospital and against the Anuk-ite was nothing. Monroe’s war was just a smoke screen, a diverssion so they didn’t pay much attention to Gerard, to his hunters, the ones that hunted for sport, with no code, no moral. They just wanted every single one of them— the supernaturals are the humans who dared to sympathize with the monster.
It started randomly, a wolf disappearing in a full moon. A coyote disappearing after a run in the preserve. But them it started to escalate. Pack running desperately, looking for help because someone has taken their pack members, not one, not two… sometimes it was three. Kids, adults, old supernaturals, it didn’t matter, they just vanished from a moment to the other.
Then they noticed the pattern and the pack tried to run, something they have never done before, but it was necessary. They had no idea what they were against, how many hunters, how many weapons against them that only had fangs and claws. It was unfair, how they could neutralize them from a great distance, but claimed that supernaturals were the real threat just because their eyes glow.
Liam was done, he was angry and tired of feeling scared, but they couldn’t stop.
The Calaveras had told Chris Argent that if they made it to Mexico they would be protected, but they couldn’t interfere without a plan and knowledge, the Calavera hunters needed them, their intel so they tried to make the trip. But they were intercepted.
Liam heard the projectile before it even hit Stiles’ jeep, making the human lose control and tip over. Theo had to maneuver the truck to not collide with the Jeep.
“No! No, no, no! How did they find us? Damn it!” The chimera growled, looking through the rearview mirror multiple black SUV’s following them. “Damn it, Scott.”
They have through it was in their best interest to keep Stiles and Malia away from Theo, not because they still hated his guts but because Stiles and Theo were just as good at thinking under pressure, and because just like Malia, the chimera wouldn’t hesitate to kill if that meant they would survive.
They ended divided in three cars. The Jeep, with Stiles driving, Scott, Malia and Isaac with them. Theo’s truck, with Liam, Mason and Corey. And Derek’s camaro, with Parrish and Lydia with him.
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