Oh my gosh, Stiles following Derek around whenever he's sad. That is so fucking adorable what the fuck. I need someone to write this please oh my god
Derek comes home to a quiet house. The lights are off, the television’s silent, and there’s no take out boxes on the table, no loud greeting or big hands flying to catch his face for Stiles to kiss him hello.
He’s just a little concerned.
There’s a grumble from the couch, and Derek kicks off his shoes, pads into the living room to where there’s a full on nest of blankets and pillows.
"Did you relocate our bed?"
"Shit day," Stiles murmurs, toes sticking out over the couch arm. Derek squeezes his foot as he passes, tosses off his jacket and drops down to the floor.
Stiles peeks out from under a blanket, gives him a doleful smile, “Hi.”
"Hey," Derek runs his fingers through Stiles’ hair, and Stiles’ eyes flutter shut as he sighs, reaches out to grab Derek’s wrist.
Scott comes skidding into the room, barely avoids slamming into the next wall with his phone clasped firmly in his hand. He has this look on his face that means he wants something, and that something is most likely something Stiles won’t like.
“Dude,” Scott starts, and comes to sit down next to him on the couch. “Buddy. Bro.”
“Do you think you have Syphilis again? ‘Cause if you need me to check you know you don’t have to butter me up for it,” Stiles says as he caps his highlighter. As far as boundaries go, they maybe only have a handful left that they both swore not to cross, and seeing each other naked isn’t one.
“Aww, that’s actually sweet of you,” Scott says, smiling brightly. He pats Stiles’ shoulder in gratitude, before his face gets all serious. “I need a favour.”
“Lay it on me.”
Scott squirms a little, eyes flitting down to his phone, and not coming up to meet Stiles’ again. It’s cute how Scott still seems to have reservations about asking Stiles for something, as if there’s anything Stiles wouldn’t do for him. Yet, Scott’s moral compass is far straighter than Stiles’, so Scott stalling means it’s something he’s not entirely comfortable asking for. On the other hand, he wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important, so Stiles doesn’t have any qualms about it.
“Do you need me to get rid of a body?” Stiles prompts, lifts both eyebrows when Scott starts spluttering indignantly.
“No of course not.” Scott takes a deep breath. “I need this weekend off, so I wondered if maybe you could just work your magic, and blow my boss again?”
“Frank Ocean wrote a fantastic ballad that was truly lovely and poetic in every way, there just wasn’t a scene for it. I could have thrown it in quickly just to have it, but that’s not why he wrote it and not his intention. So I didn’t want to cheapen his effort. But, the song is fantastic, and when Frank decides to unleash it on the public, they’ll realize it then.”
— Quentin Tarantino explaining why he didn’t use the song in “Django Unchained.”
#NotAllMen. I’ve seen this over and over, and it’s 99.9% from men, which is funny, because I don’t really see proof of it.
I had a man slow down next to me on my run this morning (this happens at least once a week, for the record) and when I flipped him off, he looped around and shouted ‘Bitch!’ at me, flipping me off. I saw the glint of his wedding ring. But #notallmen.
You are in high school. You dropped out of high school. You live within 20 minutes of your best friend. You don’t have a best friend. You live within 20 minutes of the last person you kissed. You live within 20 minutes of your ex. You have hugged someone in the last 48 hours. You have been to the movies within the last week. You have dated 3 or more people just this year. You have been a designated driver. You have broken merchandise and not paid for it. You have played strip poker. You are Catholic. You are atheist. You recycle regularly. You are a brunette. You have dated a blonde. You are friends with a redhead. You are taller than your mom. You are taller than your dad. You have a bank account. You’ve written a check for less than $5. You have visited the Statue of Liberty. You have visited the Eiffel Tower. You have visited Big Ben. You have visited the Colosseum. You have visited The Great Wall of China. You have never been out of the country. You have been a waiter/waitress. You own a Bible. You own something with a Pentagram on it. You have used a Ouija Board. You have been a witch for Halloween. You have been a zombie for Halloween. You have your eyebrow pierced. You have a Monroe piercing. You have your nose pierced. You have no tattoos. You have more than 2 tattoos. You straighten your hair occasionally. You have worn a dress in the last 3 days. You live somewhere that gets snow. You celebrate Hanukkah. You were at your own house last New Year’s. You were at a bar last New Year’s. You slept through last New Year’s. You have worked on Christmas Eve. You have worked on Christmas. You have been told ‘I love you’ by someone today. You were told by someone who’s not family. You slept in your own bed last night. You regret kissing the last person you kissed. You are wearing a necklace right now. You are wearing something red. You are wearing something blue. You are wearing something purple. Your phone number ends with an even number. You have kissed the last person you called/texted. You are currently listening to music. You are waiting for something. You don’t like seafood. You have eaten deer sausage. You have given a complete stranger your phone number. You have been hit on at work. You have been hit on by someone more than 20 years older than you. You have been whistled at. You were creeped out by it. You are a good speller. You are very punctual. You were dating someone in December of 2008. You are still dating that person. You have cheated on someone. You have been on a cruise ship. You have camped out in your own backyard. You are wearing something that doesn’t belong to you. You are a Pisces. You are an Aquarius. You are a Leo. You wonder what will happen when you die. You are afraid of the dark. You write in all capital letters. (irl) You have been told you have nice handwriting. You have had a song written for you. You have had a picture drawn of you. You have curly/wavy hair. You are wearing a watch. You are wearing flip flops. You wouldn’t date someone who smoked. You know someone with the same birthday as you. You are a morning person. You are a night owl. You slept in past 10 am today. You have big plans for next weekend. You are thinking of someone right now. Your job is stressing you out. You don’t have a job. You have never had a job. You were fired from your last job. You know sign language. You will usually try something at least once. You have been swimming in the last month. You are pessimistic by nature. You have taken a ballet class. You have taken karate. You have taken gymnastics. You wish on shooting stars. You wish at 11:11. Your birthday has already come this year. You have been in a relationship that lasted longer than a year. You aren’t over your ex. You have gone after someone you knew was bad for you. You have let someone use you. You were/are a teenage mom. You are an otaku. You are a cosplayer. You were named after someone. You like your name. Your last drink was water. You have visited somewhere said to be ‘haunted’. You have skipped school just because you didn’t feel like going. You have taken medicine when you ‘feel a headache coming on’. You are self-conscious about your body. You have a hangover You have a pet fish. You have had a Jehovah’s Witness show up at your house. You have a good parent. Your parents are still married. You have step-siblings. You are the oldest. You are adopted. You have a triplet. You don’t want kids. You want more than four kids. You have a bad temper. You have made out with a complete stranger. You usually make the first move in an intimate situation. You have broken your arm. You have had to get stitches on your face. You have had an MRI. Your fingernails are painted. You like to draw. You like to sing. You can play an instrument. You keep a lot of secrets from people. You don’t think people would accept you if they really got to know you. You don’t trust people easily. You borrowed something you really need to give back to someone. You drive a car older than a 2002. You have lost a friend you never thought you would. You know a child who died of cancer. You know a teenager who died in a car wreck. You have done something illegal in the past 24 hours. You have cut your hair in the last week. You wear glasses sometimes. Your favorite season is Autumn. Your favorite color is orange. Your favorite animal is a dolphin. You last rode in a car with a relative. You last rode in a car with a girl/woman. You last rode in a car with the person you are dating. You regularly watch Asian dramas. You love Chinese food. Your best friend is older than you. You have to go to school/work tomorrow. You answered every question truthfully.
I’m not an actual “terrorist,” but years ago the the government convicted me of a property crime it deemed “terrorism,” and since then, life has been interesting.
Especially flying. Since 2009, I’ve been on the TSA’s “terrorist watch list.” Not quite the “no fly list”, but close.
This means that when I fly, the TSA goes crazy. At various times, I’ve been refused entry to planes, tailed through airports, and told my Starbucks coffee might be a bomb.
This is my journal of traveling in post-9-11 America as someone on the government’s “terrorist” list. And it’s a lot funnier than you’d think…
After 9-11, congress directed the Transportation Security Administration (TSA) to identify people “who may be a threat to civil aviation or national security.”Those on The List are not allowed to be told why they are on The List, and the requirements for being added to The List are not made public. As of 2009, it is believed there are 14,000 people on The List.