#nice things from nice people

[dontcallpanic]

Gorgeous @gege-wondering-around tagged me to do the Several Sentence Sunday again becuase you are both incredibly kind and clearly a glutton for punishment (I hope it's okay for you, thank you SO MUCH for taking interest in this daft drabble!) And so, because it's wednesday and days have no meaning in tumblrverse, lets do this!

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Silence falls so suddenly Stiles can hear it ringing.

The reply is too low for him to make out but it sounds more animal than human.

Stiles can’t take it any more. Skin crawling with the flood of adrenalin, he leaps forwards, curls his fingers around the door, and yanks it open.

He stumbles into the lobby, newspaper raised threateningly, in time to see a tall shadow disappearing up the stairs. Above him, the central lobby light flickers fitfully. He spins to see Laura staring furiously after the figure, unshed tears glistening in her eyes.

Her… red… eyes?

Holy fucking shit.

Stiles blinks rapidly, physically stepping back. His heart kicks up a frenzied tap-dance in his chest but when he looks again, Laura’s eyes are a lovely, deep chestnut. A trick of the light…

Just a trick of the flickering light.

Fuck. Last night must have affected him more than he thought.

“Stiles?” Laura is staring at him. Her eyes are still shining, overbright and wide with surprise and suppressed tears, but completely, definitely brown.

“I er…” He’s lost for words. His brain struggling to process. He can almost feel it grinding in an effort to get back up and running again. “Sorry – I heard shouting,” he says lamely, waiving the newspaper for emphasis.

He watches closely, still shaken, as Laura visibly pulls herself together, striking a dismissive hand across her eyes and nodding towards his weapon of choice.

“So you thought you’d come to my rescue with… a newspaper?” There’s no heat in her words, if anything she sounds defeated.

Stiles clears his throat. “Well you know… paper beats rock… deeds and words and… yeah. Look, is everything alright?”

Laura shakes her head dismissively, managing a tight, forced smile. “You know, it’s sweet of you to ask. But yes, thank you. Everything is fine.”

Which, of course, means nothing is fine. But he can’t exactly ask her about it. He hardly knows her. He’s met her once, prevented a homicide and now he’s overheard her having a domestic about… burying people?

Stiles nods awkwardly. Cool. Cool, cool, cool, cool…

The space stretches between them, taut with awkwardness. What the hell do you even say to that? Who was going to get themselves killed? Why? What for? When? Laura buried someone… implied multiple someones?

Oh god! She’s still looking at him.

This is unbearable.

Say something!

Say… Anything!

“- Did you know ketchup was originally medicine?

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So many people have been tagged already but if you've got something you want to share, please, please, please share it! If you've got it, I'd love to read it!

(And to anyone actually reading this - Thanks so much <3 I hope nice things come your way!)

[gege-wondering-around]

Sending you lots of love, cariad! How are you doing?

My sweet sweet @dontcallpanic, sending you just as much love and more in this cold and sunny winter time (here the weather cannot decide what to be).

I'm doing good and thanksssss for asking, i'm so happy to hear from you anytime you can, it really brightens my day and i cannot explain how much (i do have a hard time socializing with people, so wehn i find someone with whom i click i'm very happy anything i get to hear ffrom them)!

I hope you're doing well as well, i really really hope you are having a wonderful time in this silly and brutal world (i really believe it can be both), and lastly, thank you for being so patient with the replies, i've been working on them whenever i have some free time and school in running behind me! i'll send some in soon, i promise!

(and psss, if you want to read something tonight, i just posted this which i think you might enjoy)

sending you lots of love, hugs and tons of blessing! thank you for being the amazing person you are and for having me in your life, even if so little, it means so much for me to know someone as wonderful as you; it fills me with hope!

[mustardyellowsunshine]

Your edits make me so happy every time I scroll On tumblr I’m hoping I’ll see one and get all excited

omg you're so sweet, thank you!! 😭💖

[mythicalcoolkid]

You don't wish your disability was worse or more visible, you wish your disability was taken seriously. Please stop confusing the two, I guarantee you would not get the support you need JUST by being more severe or more visible. Please listen to visibly disabled people when we tell you it isn't better on our side

[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[rocketbirdie]

face value

[an-internet-introvert]

Countdown to October 19th (19/19)

Happy 15 Years of Dan and Phil 🩵🩵🩵

[shinkotori]

This art of Serana from Skyrim (as always, drawn by my friend @yuramoonbow, also available on twitter here) was actually not a commission, but a surprise birthday gift after they had already drawn this other piece for me.

[ Image Description: The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim fan art headshot of Serana Volkihar. She has a neutral expression on her face and the background is solid black. It is signed 'yura moonbow'. End ID.

[kagoutiss]

pelican town, ‘72

[jomeimei421]

Felt a bit nostalgic watching RT shut down…Here are the og faves again for old times sake 💙

[dontcallpanic]

@violetfairydust tagged me for the WIP whenever (thank you so so so much!) - and just so you know, your snippet totally unhinged me to the point where I'm going about my day trying to work out what on earth is going on like I've just witnessed some stranger drama on the street!

So in moments where I'm not going feral over sterek snippets I managed to write the meetcute for my strange small town au! So dyma ti! Mwynhau!

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“Ohshitsorry,” Stiles says, the sounds merging into one, muffled behind his hand, the faint blossoming of pain spreading across his cheekbones. He blinks past his watering eyes and squints at the stranger.

Oh good fucking god.

His eyes go wide. His jaw drops.

Standing in front of him, looking exceptionally pissed off, is the literal most beautiful man Stiles has ever seen. For real.

At this point in his life, he’s seen a lot of men. He likes to think that he’s somewhat of a good judge when it comes to guys, given his bisexuality and his… well… eyes. And this guy – this guy… is literally breathtaking.

Into their silence Madonna sings far too loudly.

I looked into your eyes and my world came tumbling down.

Stiles clears his throat and huffs a laugh, a flush of awkwardness constricting his chest as he takes in the perpetual scowl across the strangers face.

“Woah, sorry dude I didn’t see you there.” He tries to hold his hands up, half in surrender and half on the way to scrub a hand through his hair. Instead he ends up hitting himself in the chest and then the chin with his basket.

He stumbles back with a yelp. The one lone orange tumbles out of his basket and rolls across the floor.

“I didn’t expect you to move.” Somehow, the stranger makes it sound like an accusation rather than an apology – or even an explanation.

Which. Rude?

Stiles clears his throat, glancing up to meet the strangers angry oh-shit-they're-gorgeous eyes. It's like staring directly into the sun so he glances away, looking around the store, uncharacteristicly embarrassed.

Unfortunately, that makes it worse.

All around him the shop has frozen.

There's the tiny old lady from yesterday still holding some broccoli halfway to her trolley, staring with open interest at them. Across the store, the checkout guy has frozen mid scan with his mouth open. The customer he's serving doesn't seem to mind because she is also gawking. The store assistant across the aisle is even paused with a large box tucked under his arm, frozen in the middle of re-stocking the shelf. The expression on his angelic face can only be described as horrified.

It's as if he's bumped into a celebrity or something, rather than some random plaid-clad lumberjack model.

“Look, dude, I'm really sorry,” he says, skipping out the way, ducking his eyes down to de-escalate whatever the fuck is happening here.

Madonna is still singing about falling in love with a beautiful stranger and Stiles just wants the sticky lino floor to open up and eat him whole.

“No harm done?” he asks, still looking everywhere but at the guy. He hears the stranger grunt an acknowledgement, watches his boots step towards the apples then back as he just... turns and walks away.

Stiles stares at the guys retreating back and frowns, scrubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully as around him, bit by bit the shop returns to normal. Everyone seeming to breathe a sigh of relief.

Just who the hell was that guy?

And what the fuck was that?

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Thank you SO much for the tag cariad!! And no pressure whatsoever tags to: @patolemus @gege-wondering-around @seaweed-water @hellameyers

[gege-wondering-around]

!!when you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to the last 10 people in your notifs (positivity is cool!!)

thanks for the ask darling! this is very mixed, yet hope someone will enojoy!

[paunchsalazar]

they were sleeping together at this point

[bixels]

Always an experience watching the leftism leave FNAF fans when someone mentions that Scott Cawthon financially backed fascist politicians.

The switch from posting hardline leftist tweets about boycotts and signal boosts and critical takedowns of politicians and celebrities to ‘ohhh, well. everyone makes mistakes. who can blame him, listen he. he donated money to gay charities too. that makes it ok! a millionaire in his forties is allowed to have political beliefs. does it even matter? just let it go!’ is whiplash inducing. The antivaxxer celebrities have got to go, but this one horror dev who quietly handed wads of cash to antivax lawmakers? He’s chill, he can stay.

The charity thing is so funny too because suddenly utilitarian positive-negative point counting is the way to go. Maybe an abacus would help calculate the net good of donating to the Trevor Project minus donating thousands of dollars to Mitch McConnell and Donald Trump. -10 points if I push a kid in a lake but +11 points if I help an old lady across the street, so I’m chill. You can’t judge me. Hey, maybe. Just don’t push a kid in the lake period. How fucking low is the bar when we’re excusing maxing out the possible dollar amount of donations to Mitch fucking McConnell. That should be like. Default you’re a bad person.

[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live - 1x01 - Years

[bunnieswithknives]

I feel bad for neglecting Hazel so much, I do have many thoughts about her.. and also a mermaid au that im probably not going to do anything with