#Hope it's ok :)

[bookgeekgrrl]

[ID: A Bluesky post from user @kenwhite.bsky.social that reads as follows: That reminds me of that time a friend asked me if I was bringing bukkake to the barbecue Me: am I wat Friend: bringing the bukkake Me: [stunned expression] Friend: you know that Korean beef dish you do Me: BULGOGI BULGOGI BULGOGI BULGOGI]

[shallandavar613]

Here’s the first chapter of the SFTH dnd fic that I’ve been working on lately...it takes place after the second stream, so major spoilers for everything that happens in both sessions. Huge thanks to @i-may-be-an-emu for beta-ing the fic!

[morenotles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Human, Blizzards & Snowstorms, Fluff, Craigslist, Kissing, Cuddling & Snuggling, Snow Day, Snowed In, Snow Summary:

With a record-breaking snowstorm on the horizon, threatening a city shutdown for a few days, Stiles gets the bright idea to put an ad up on craigslist for someone to spend his snow days with that would be filled with cuddling, movies, alcohol, and potential makeouts or more.

It's a joke until someone responds.

[seo-chwa]

@tony-baxter Club Capricorn

Seo had been growing hungry since coming here a few days ago, unsure where was safe to hunt or who it was okay to devour. There was little sense in her when she thought of feeding, but there was enough to know that it wouldn't be okay to drain someone before she got what she needed and after being able to leave quickly. She had learned in the past years while acquainting herself with the world she had found herself in that loud places, nightclubs were easy pickings, the humans intoxicated and oblivious. Walking from her hotel to the loudest place in the city, her head almost felt as if it could explode with the colors jumping everyone around her, figures drawn around each body in reds and blues. A sparkling yellow pulled her attention. She didn't even try to fit it tonight, she hadn't eaten in days and if she didn't do so tonight she might lose it. it was hard to influence humans when there were so many distractions around them, her own mind also moving around so it was down to charms.

Seo put a hand on a man's shoulder from behind with a smile on her lips. "Would you care to share a drink with me?" she asked, lips close to his ear, traces of accents in her words but doubtful to be heard in this chaos.

[the-abe]

❝I have eaten my own legs. I have cut my own stitches.

When: A bit over a year ago With: @wolfontheloose

Ibrahim had arrived at Greywood two moons ago. Or was it three? The glowing curse in the sky seemed to mock him each day as it grew to a full circle. It seemed to want to remind him that because of him she was turning a few hours before him and he would soon step into the night to follow into the pain of it all. He couldn't say that for the past years the breaking of bones and the shedding of skin and the falling out of other parts of him that were pushed out by the wolf. He knew that he made it worse for himself, having always been in a pack before coming to America, even trying to join a small group in Phoneix before he had been chased off to here. The feeling of going through this with other was better. Especially if someone was nice enough to help you clean your fur afterwards.

And he knew that there were others here. His nose told him they were a lot, even. He had also heard them howling these past two months, digging his nails in the earth and bite his tongue until in bled, retaining what humanity he could, refusing to answer the calls.

There were other other creatures that he had started recognizing and learning about... but he hadn't sought out the pack yet. Not yet, squatting in the apartment he rented at the moment, living off of the money in his bank accounts, savings done with shady dealings. But it was that time of the year. When all he wanted was to escape into the moon and he needed to either be far away from the city or around others who can tame the aggression.

And so he had walked towards the place that reeked of wolf like no other in the city. The dingy bar was empty at the middle of the day and he wasn't sure how to approach asking for the pack alpha... so what he did instead was ask for the manager, considering the person behind the bar smelled of human and nothing more. And he hoped that whoever came along would be who he needed to speak to otherwise he would need to go into the woods. And he wasn't sure how friendly they would be if he showed up unannounced.

"Hello..." he turned as the man walked towards to where he had leaned, away from the bar. He had come to understand that everyone here seemed to know of the supernatural, but he couldn't say the idea still didn't bother him. "Uh... hope it's ok..." he started, unsure of how to proceed. Friendly talk wasn't his strongest suit. Not in the casual conversations. "I'm new to town. I figured this would be the place to go to and see if you guys take strays."

[parvum-draconis-a]

"CAIN?! CAIN?!"

-adam @f1rst-man

How did one respond to hearing their name called like that? He couldn't be sure if his father was more angry or upset...and he wasn't sure what hurt worse. Disgusted? The volume drowned out the meaning.

He'd never meant to hurt him...he'd never meant...it was an accident. It was all rushing back like a tidal wave. All he could think to say, all that left his lips was a single hushed word, uttered like a vapor in the wind.

"D-dad...?"

@f1rst-man

[morni6]

Divination for Skeptics by @olivieblake​ (AO3)

The latest in magical advancements is an enchantment that reveals the bearer’s romantic compatibility with another person. Effectively eliminating uncertainty from dating, the charm can tell you whether or not you’ve found The One with a precise, Hermione Granger-approved calculation of traits and preferences. It’s a foolproof method of predicting relationship happiness. It’s also, for Hermione, positively dreadful news. Dramione, post-war, soulmate AU. COMPLETE.

[numetaljackdog]

Having My Meal of Sludge

[adsagsona]

@inechoingsilence gets a closed starter from Finan:

Finan looked at the map in the tube for a moment longer and then decided that he was indeed at the right stop. This was one of those old warehouse district thingies where now all the hip people lived. He did not like it, if he was honest, but to each their own. He had a small roller case with him with his materials and a backpack with some clothes. He’d only be staying for a day or two.

Finding the right block he went upstairs and then rang the bell. “Hey, it’s Finan fer the photos!” He almost yelled in the receiver before being let up. Taking the stairs two at a time he arrived at Sophia’s door with a big smile on his face. “Nice ta see ye again, Sophia. How’ve ye been?” He asked as he set his bags to the floor.

[the-katherine]

I love waking and feeling in my soul like a river flows through my being

Where: The park With: @werewolf-xiomara

The day had been productive, at least in Karter's view. He had woken up in the comfortable bed in his uncomfortable cabin, walking sleepily the distance to the backyard and getting inside unannounced in shorts to get a coffee and munched on whatever he could find in the fridge in peace, the kitchen quiet as most of his family was either asleep or somewhere outside, considering the late hour he had gotten up. Taking his plate back, thinking he may need to get an electric scooter for these walks back and forth, he had already finished the cereal by the time he walked through the door again. He had sat down on his phone for a bit but what may have been close to an hour and then went to the back "yard" (funny description considering everything was in the back yard of the family home) to try and work on shaping the wooden block he had left yesterday at the work bench.

It didn't take long before his mind wandered to the book he had been reading in the night when he couldn't sleep and then he started humming a song and then he needed to go and put music on, and then he felt the urge to take another walk and so he grabbed his backpack and threw a shirt on. It was supposed to be to go check on his mother, maybe lounge in the house for a bit, but his legs had taken him a lot further, buying ice-cream at Main Street and stopping by to chat with a few people he knew from high school, jumping from topics about universities, life and work. At the latter he said his goodbyes and instead of going home to continue practicing he though it would be a good idea to sit down at the park and enjoy some sunshine and that was how he had ended up on a bench.

He was going through the pages of "Le Spleen de Paris", a bag of sweets by him, his blue eyes mostly flying through the verses and then looking up to observe the people and thinking over the translation of words and fingers playing with the wrapper of the last candy he had eaten. A small figure ran behind him with laughter and making him jump from the proximity, pushing the bag and colorful candy flew all around his bench which made him also laugh. "Would you like some?" he asked as he bent down to gather a few and smiled at the boy that had startled him, not considering that his parents would be somewhere and would likely not be happy at this interaction. But then, he often did things because that was what he wanted to at that specific moment.

[shambledsurgeon]

multixminds asked: “Well, that’s just maddeningly unhelpful.“ / Drake to Law!

“Oh I’m sorry. Did you expect me to just leave a bunch of bastards wanting me dead in one piece?” He’d held back some. It could have been a nightmare he performed, instead the most of them had their lives. They would just be stuck uncomfortable and mismatched for a while. 

“You forget I’m not a good guy. I’m captain of a pirate crew. We don’t really do nice.” 

[morenotles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Erica Reyes, Original Female Character, Scott McCall, Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd, Sheriff Stilinski, Allison Argent, Cora Hale Additional Tags: Mates, Mates reveal, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Jealous Stiles, Alpha Derek, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Except it's the opposite, because they're pretending to Not be together, Established Relationship Summary:

"It has to look like you and Derek haven't fucked on every flat surface of this house this week alone so that Tessa sees Derek as a strong, totally available alpha that she can possibly make several babies with one day."

Or the one where Stiles and Derek pretend they aren't completely in love with each other for the sake of a possible pack alliance.

[ireallymisscoffee]

@neverlearned : the last time sarah saw her dad, she was 14. they’d been separated and sarah had gotten lost. now, she was twenty-five and in boston. she can barely believe her eyes when she lays eyes on him. “d-dad?” she’s able to stammer out, hands shaking.

it was a long shot, by far. joel had seen many girls reminding him of sarah over the years & had always reminded himself that it was impossible because his daughter, his world - his everything, had died in the night of the outbreak. there was no way she could've survived, no way he could've saved her, no matter how hard he tried. yet he saw her in the crowd sometimes, at least .. kind of. he saw an older version, he saw everything he knew sarah could've been if she'd had the chance she deserved. when he realized that it would never happen, the pain usually came back tenfold.

but never before did his imagination speak with him. his initial reaction, silence. all it took was that one little word to crumble that wall within him. she looked so different now, but he could see his little baby girl in her regardless. "sarah? how's that possible? you're s'pposed to be dead.." he could feel his body tremble& his heart rejoice. he was hugging her to his chest before she could respond, so happy, so relieved, so... confused.

[donutdrawsthings]

People all over the world are thinking of you!

[paperandpencilsandskips]

Post inspired by @fleshdyk3

Me: Man I hope my blueberries are ok, I left them in my hot car for a bit

The avaricious mold spore:

[virtualplushy]

healing is when you have an intrusive thought and instead of having a meltdown you go “girl what?? shut up” and move on