Monday, July 28, 2014

elysemarshall:

buzzfeed:

Turns out the world isn’t such a bad place after all. 

Timely reminder that people are inherently good.

thorkitastic:

levineh:

http://img22.mtime.cn/up/2010/07/05/112246.63453574_500.jpg Reference Photo from figure skating (Evgeni Viktorovich Plushenko)

nice bro! cha ching!

thorkitastic:

levineh:

http://img22.mtime.cn/up/2010/07/05/112246.63453574_500.jpg
Reference Photo from figure skating (Evgeni Viktorovich Plushenko)

nice bro! cha ching!


Dylan O’Brien attends the 2014 Young Hollywood Awards.

Dylan O’Brien attends the 2014 Young Hollywood Awards.

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thorxodinsons:

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. 

— Martin Luther King, Jr.

tindys:

Meow Tom Kittylston 2.0 :)

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Sunday, July 27, 2014
bleep0bleep:

mad-madam-m:

bleep0bleep:

badwolfbadwolff:

I’ve found the name of Peter Hale’s gay werewolf pornography website.

OKAY BUT WHAT ABOUT A WEREWOLF HOOTERS-TYPE RESTAURANT IN A WEREWOLVES ARE KNOWN SOCIETY 
PETER OPENS UP THIS SLEAZY DIVE JOINT FAMOUS FOR ITS GIANT PRETZEL KNOTS HURR HURR HURR 
DEREK IS ONE OF THE LONG SUFFERING WAITERS 


This is totally where Stiles spends his 21st birthday, isn’t it.

Derek hates this job, hates the fact that the summer before he starts his grad program that he’s so strapped for cash he’s willing to stoop to Peter’s level and cater to the the werewolf-fetishizing crowd. It’s demeaning and awful and if Derek never has to look at a giant pretzel again it’ll be too soon.
Unfortunately he makes amazing tips. 
Derek just has to stick it out for three more weeks. 
Tonight the crowd is pretty rowdy, and Derek sighs, tugging on the tight black bootyshorts that is his uniform, adjusts the white “shirt” links and straightens his bow tie. His chest is still stinging from yesterday’s wax job, and Derek can’t wait for the summer to be over and he can start growing out his chest hair again. 
There’s a group heartily drunk over getting seated in his section already, having started off at the bar while they were waiting for a table. They all cheer and hoot when Derek approaches them, and there’s a guy wearing the silly paper crown that says “HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY” sitting with his back to Derek.
"How are you all doing tonight?" Derek asks. 
"Celebrating!" The floppy-haired one with the uneven jawline in the corner says, waving his hands in the air. "It’s Stiles’ birthday! You guys do, like a special thing for birthday guests right?" 
The pretty brunette girl next to him punches him in the shoulder and laughs. “Shut up, Scott, you know the birthday lap dance thing is just a rumor, it’s not a real thing.” 
Derek bites his lip and forces himself to laugh. “What can I get for you guys today?” 
They’re a happy group, and Derek takes down their drinks and orders of the garlic and pizza knot pretzels. He gets to the birthday boy last, who turns around to face Derek with a grin as his eyes trail up Derek’s bare torso.
Oh.
He’s really cute. 
"So how wet is the glazed knot?" he—Stiles, the other guy said— asks, licking his lips. "I mean, I want the full knot experience but I don’t want it too wet, but you know, just enough. I mean, will I be really full if I order it all for myself?" 
"Have you had a knot before?" Derek asks, throat a little dry.
"Nope," Stiles says, popping the p with his lips. "I’m kind of excited about it. Think I can take the whole thing?"
"Ye—yeah," Derek says.
"I was a little worried, but I feel a lot better about it now," Stiles says, and there’s a wink. "As long as you’re the one giving it to me."  

bleep0bleep:

mad-madam-m:

bleep0bleep:

badwolfbadwolff:

I’ve found the name of Peter Hale’s gay werewolf pornography website.

OKAY BUT WHAT ABOUT A WEREWOLF HOOTERS-TYPE RESTAURANT IN A WEREWOLVES ARE KNOWN SOCIETY 

PETER OPENS UP THIS SLEAZY DIVE JOINT FAMOUS FOR ITS GIANT PRETZEL KNOTS HURR HURR HURR 

DEREK IS ONE OF THE LONG SUFFERING WAITERS 

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This is totally where Stiles spends his 21st birthday, isn’t it.

Derek hates this job, hates the fact that the summer before he starts his grad program that he’s so strapped for cash he’s willing to stoop to Peter’s level and cater to the the werewolf-fetishizing crowd. It’s demeaning and awful and if Derek never has to look at a giant pretzel again it’ll be too soon.

Unfortunately he makes amazing tips. 

Derek just has to stick it out for three more weeks. 

Tonight the crowd is pretty rowdy, and Derek sighs, tugging on the tight black bootyshorts that is his uniform, adjusts the white “shirt” links and straightens his bow tie. His chest is still stinging from yesterday’s wax job, and Derek can’t wait for the summer to be over and he can start growing out his chest hair again. 

There’s a group heartily drunk over getting seated in his section already, having started off at the bar while they were waiting for a table. They all cheer and hoot when Derek approaches them, and there’s a guy wearing the silly paper crown that says “HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY” sitting with his back to Derek.

"How are you all doing tonight?" Derek asks. 

"Celebrating!" The floppy-haired one with the uneven jawline in the corner says, waving his hands in the air. "It’s Stiles’ birthday! You guys do, like a special thing for birthday guests right?" 

The pretty brunette girl next to him punches him in the shoulder and laughs. “Shut up, Scott, you know the birthday lap dance thing is just a rumor, it’s not a real thing.” 

Derek bites his lip and forces himself to laugh. “What can I get for you guys today?” 

They’re a happy group, and Derek takes down their drinks and orders of the garlic and pizza knot pretzels. He gets to the birthday boy last, who turns around to face Derek with a grin as his eyes trail up Derek’s bare torso.

Oh.

He’s really cute. 

"So how wet is the glazed knot?" he—Stiles, the other guy said— asks, licking his lips. "I mean, I want the full knot experience but I don’t want it too wet, but you know, just enough. I mean, will I be really full if I order it all for myself?" 

"Have you had a knot before?" Derek asks, throat a little dry.

"Nope," Stiles says, popping the p with his lips. "I’m kind of excited about it. Think I can take the whole thing?"

"Ye—yeah," Derek says.

"I was a little worried, but I feel a lot better about it now," Stiles says, and there’s a wink. "As long as you’re the one giving it to me."  

swingsetindecember:

where Derek works for his family’s patisserie where their specialty is seasonal tartelettes and Stiles can never decide which ones to buy

"hiring entry level positions"

taggediconic:

[username redacted]:

requirements: 10 years experience in space station repair, masters degree in ancient serbian civilizations, unmatched knowledge of silkworm breeding, full understanding of teleportation mechanics and physics

pay: $9.50/hour

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zanetehaiden:

Yes mother I have slept for thirteen hours straight but Jesus slept for three days straight and started a religion so I don’t wanna hear it

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mokonosuke7:

in bondage

mokonosuke7:

in bondage