I’ve always been the type to hide my pain. I struggle silently for the most part. Very few have seen me cry. Though many have seen my scars. I’ve not been the one to hide after the fact. I try my hardest to be honest, but I almost never tell people the truth about my scars. They know that they’re self-inflicted, I’d never try to actually convince them otherwise anymore. Though I never really tell them the truth of the reasons behind them. I always give them basic reasons and they accept that. They don’t push so I don’t offer the real reasons. I doubt I’d tell them even if they did. I would not in a million years post this if I thought there was any chance of anyone I personally know seeing this. I’m not sure if I’d be able to post it if I knew more than like ten people would see this honestly. I feel like if I talk a little more about it, maybe I could help someone else. Or at the very least make sure they know they’re not alone in this fight. Most likely I’m going to regret this, but I’ll go though with it anyway. Let me start of with this, no this isn’t me trying to get attention or be all woe is me. If I wanted attention there are plenty of other places I could do that. Here I’m only ever going to be raw and honest. The same way I was with my first post. So I’ll start from the beginning and build up to the present. So when I was young my parents got divorced, though they still almost have always lived together, which means lots of fights, that my brother and I always witnessed no matter how hard they tried to hide it from us. We weren’t stupid, we saw and heard pretty much everything, or mostly I did. Though that’s probably the least of it if I’m being honest. I’ve always been bullied for one thing or another, sometimes for my weight, sometimes for being half black, sometimes for my parents and other things I honestly couldn’t tell you because I don’t even think they knew why. I had a lot of fake friends throughout my life, they mostly wanted my brother even as a young girl. Mostly I ended up getting adopted by my brother’s friends which was great as long as my brother and I were on good terms. When I was in I think second grade, my absolute best friend who was a year older than me and was completely infatuated with my brother, decided to experiment with my body without my permission to do so. I’d love to say that was the only time something like that happened to me, but that’s not true you’ll get to know what I mean later on in this post. So she raped me for lack of a better word while I was sleeping over at her house. I never told a soul until really recently. If you didn’t gather my brother was everything to me as a kid, he was, honestly still kinda is, but we moved the summer of my third grade year. I don’t know what happened, but after that my brother and my relationship really fell apart for a long time after that, still hasn’t been the same honestly. So I lost my only really friend, which made me very lonely and desperate for friends and a place to fit in. I got that, but I also lost that fairly quickly as well. The bullying continued even with the change of schools, not that I really expected anything different. There was a neighbor that lived across the street from me that worked at my school. He kinda became a family friend. Keep that in mind as I tell you the next part. Almost everyday during lunch for close to six months, he would molest me. I didn’t want to make a big deal about it, hell I blamed myself about it, so I didn’t tell anyone about it. My friends noticed what was happening and knew it wasn’t right, so they went to the principal behind my back without my knowledge. The principal didn’t do much of anything about it, I mean the guy got fired, but she didn’t tell my parents or contact the police like she was supposed to. So she reinforced inside my head that it was my fault. Also his mother verbally attacked me for telling her other much younger son about it. So I didn’t tell anyone else for a very long time. Since both made me continue to believe I was in the wrong. Though I know now that isn’t true, it took me so long to get to that point. Three years later I told my mom about it and begged her not to tell anyone, then maybe a year and a half later I told both my brother and father about it. He still lived beside me and I still had to deal with him. He moved away finally maybe a year ago. After I had graduated high school. That was spread around school after I talked about it around the wrong person. Eventually everyone knew some version of the story. My entire middle school knew some small part of the story. I was horrified and that made the bullying worse. For a long time I felt completely alone even with friends, there were only two people that actually really made a difference in my life during that time and they both left me in very different ways. One was Harlee my best friend, she stood up for me or kept me away from the people trying to tear me apart. That was before 8th grade when her and her new best friend started bullying me using things only my friends knew. So it hurt so much more. The other one was the best friend I got after Harlee left me. Her name was Kelly, she was such a bright beautiful soul. She was amazing and really helped me begin to heal for the first time in my life. We had lost touch after 8th grade and the next I had heard about her was that she died. She meant the world to me and there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss her. She was barely 13 when she died from cancer, I never knew the extreme pain of loss until that day. I couldn’t move for an hour after I’d heard about her passing, besides the sobs ripping through my entire body. I still haven’t gotten over the pain of her passing. That was one of the times I really started to self harm, after that pain. I’d done it a few times before like when my aunt had gotten breast cancer, which she luckily survived, or when I had told someone new about what the guy had done to me. Things were kinda fine for awhile, there was still bullying, but nothing comparable to middle school. I had gotten into a relationship with my best friend and things were serious between us. We had really thought we were gonna get married. We both still live each other, but we’ve both moved on. He got into another amazing relationship, but I didn’t. I wanted to rebel against him which in hindsight made no sense seeing as I broke up with him, but I dated a girl he told me would be no good for me. He was 100% correct, she was terrible to me and for me. That didn’t stop me from staying in that terrible relationship for almost three years. She was abusive to say the least, but it was kinda okay in the beginning. She desperately was trying to buy my love, which I gave to her in a way. She spent a lot of money on me but she was truly awful. Though things never got physical in the beginning. It was over a year into it when she started hurting me. It seems like after we had sex she got so much worse. She would beat me, which I would fight back just as hard, but that I could handle mentally. It wasn’t until she started raping me that I truly knew this wasn’t going to change. I wouldn’t say I was scared of her, since I knew I could take her, but I was so lost by this point I didn’t know who or what I was anymore. I either needed out of that relationship or I was going to end up dead, whether it be her or me I didn’t know. Still it took me a very long time to get outta the relationship. It was the December after graduation I finally stuck to my guns and got out of it. I lost most of my high school years to that girl, but I learned a lot from that experience. I wouldn’t be who I am today without that terrible experience happening. I got a stalker soon after the break up since I almost immediately met a guy online and tried to become fwbs with him. We met up once, did a little bit, but he got almost as crazy as my ex. Eventually I honestly didn’t feel safe anywhere in my neighborhood or town because of them. I needed out, but I didn’t know how. I genuinely hate myself and I felt ugly beyond description. Those external things really destroyed me internally, for a long time throughout most of those things I wanted to die. I hated everything about me and nothing helped. I would self harm and it felt good to me. I know how that sounds, trust me. But for years all I really felt was stress, pain, numb and fake. As bad as it sounds self harm helped temporarily, though I do not at all promote it. You get addicted to it and it’s nearly impossible to quit. It’s not really worth it. Honestly if I could undo it I probably would. Though there isn’t anything I can do now besides fight the urge. Things got better and worse when I moved to the other side of the country. But I think I bore my soul enough for today. Now I’m in an amazing relationship with an even more amazing guy. I wouldn’t change a thing, as long as I get to keep him. He’s helped me heal in ways I never knew possible. I love him with every inch of my body and I wouldn’t trade him for an easier life. I really don’t know how I survived everything, but I promise you the fight to stay alive is always worth it. I’m proof of that. I had almost given up on life and love, then Josh came into my life. My love for him, began the slow process of healing. So I guess the moral is, no matter your history, you have a bright future ahead of you as long as you keep living to get to that point. It’s worth the fight I promise you that. If you ever need someone to talk to I’m here for you no matter what. I love you all and I need you to keep fighting, to keep living. Sorry for the long post, but I think it needed to be out there. I mean it, if you need someone to talk to I'm right here, I promise you that. Please feel free to reach out to me.
So this official poster has been released for How To Train Your Dragon 3 and it has left me with… opinions.
My first initial reaction was excitement! Oh hell yeah HTTYD 3 is coming out! I adored the first two! But then i saw…
SIIIIIGGGGGGGHHHHHHH I knew immediately that this was most likely a female night fury and fuck yeah shit fuck it is which is so disappointing. I could write a huge essay on how female characters are portrayed in media. I could write a massive blog about smurfette syndrome and how female characters are always just a pink, soft version of their male counterparts, or how female animal or anthro characters still have to fall into society’s beauty standards so we do crazy things like give ducks tits or large eyelashes.
I COULD talk about why these things occur, and how this is a worrying reflection of how society views human females, that males are the default and females are the other… but I’m not going to do that TODAY.
Hi my name is India and not only do I have an animation degree, but I also have a degree in animal and veterinary science.
This design doesn’t just insult me as an animator. This design insults me as a scientist.
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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Getting Together, Meddling, Matchmaking, Scent Marking, Mutual Pining, Oblivious Stiles Stilinski, Oblivious Jackson Whittemore, Idiots in Love, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Outsider, Spark Stiles Stilinski
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Stiles' Familiars decide to try and play matchmaker, this is five times that it didn't end in a confession, and the one time it did.
Derek Hale Appreciation Week 2021 Day 5:
Friday Nov 26 - Fix-It Friday // Poetry
I wait in Stiles’ room, knowing how creepy it is, but I know it’s the only way to get him to talk to me. I know I need his help but I doubt he’ll give it. I have to try though. I’ll lose my Pack if I don’t convince him to help. I know it’s a long shot, but he did well with Scott and he held me up in the pool for over two hours while I was paralyzed. He never let go besides trying to get Scott to come help even when it was clear we were both going down. He still didn’t give up on me. And I fucking made the mistake of going against them and failed, not only that I was wrong as well. Stiles might be my only hope. As much as I loathe to admit it, but I refuse to lose my Pack again. Stiles finally gets home and comes upstairs to his room. He again fails to notice me and I begin to question how he doesn’t. He sits on his desk chair before turning around to face me, proving me wrong. Maybe he’s just not afraid of me anymore. He just looks at me for a minute and I feel small under his stare.
I flinch and say “I need your help. I know what we did was fucked up and I shouldn’t have done it. But I need your help training the betas. I’m abusing them. Well Issac and Erica. I can’t seem to train them myself so I need your help, you did well with Scott. And yeah you might not be able to physically handle teaching them how to fight, but you can teach them strategy. Which is not my strong suit. Please, Stiles. I can’t lose another Pack and I feel them pulling away from me and I can’t do it alone. I know your loyalty is to Scott but you held me in that pool for over two hours and Scott only came when it was nearly too late.”
He nods and says “I did and I know. You also only got paralyzed because you were pushing me to safety. You turned your back to a serious threat to make sure I wasn’t going to die. If I help you, you will have to do better and also make sure your betas will not hurt me on purpose anymore. Erica hit me over the head with my own damn starter and Issac threw my ass across the house into a wall. Boyd is the only one that hasn’t done me any harm. But he’s also the one that has less to prove since it’s pretty clear he’s your second.”
I stare at him and say “Are you actually considering it? And how could you tell about Boyd? I will do what you think I need to do as long as it’s reasonable.”
He smiles softly and says “Yes I’m considering it. I don’t trust your betas but I do trust you. He’s the one who is closest to you, also he is the best option for it. He’s strong mentally as well as physically. He’s a great choice, though with care the other two can thrive as well. So I’ll be your advisor and you’ll actually listen to me?”
I slide down the wall and say “You trust me? Boyd isn’t ruled by emotion like the other two or me honestly. I will do my best to listen but I can be an idiot I will admit that. So sometimes you might have to beat it into my head. But overall I’ll do my best to listen to your advice.”
He nods and says “Yes, I do. Do you think I would have done what I did for you otherwise? I was willing to die with you rather than leave you on your own. Also I am sorry for when I made you strip for Danny to do what we needed him to. Boyd will be a great second with a little training for both of you. I understand. If I do this I can’t tell Scott or he’ll lose his shit. But I think this might be the better decision for me if I’m being honest. Working with your Pack is better than being forced to go against you, especially since I think something is going on with Scott that isn’t about Allison. He’s pulling away worse than normal. And I’m unsure what he’s planning but if he isn’t telling me I feel like it couldn’t be anything good. I think we need to explain things to Lydia because she’s kinda losing her mind and I worry that it’s related to Peter.”
I stare at him in shock and say “I did not expect that. I guess it makes sense when you say it like that. Thank you, you never did anything like that again, so we’re even. Since I hurt you for it. Do you think I can be a good alpha? Okay we can keep it from Scott if you want. I don’t know how well that is going to go though. We might not be able to keep it from him for too long, but we’ll do our best. What do you think is going on with Scott? And if you really think that’s the right decision I’ll agree with you. Her being in the know might be for the best.”
He smirks and says “You can be an idiot sometimes. I wish I hadn’t done it from the beginning, you didn’t deserve that. I deserved that for doing that to you. I believe with a little training and care you could be a good Alpha. I can actually help you there. I think it won’t be as hard as you think, honestly. I fear it has something to do with Gerard, considering he is showing a little too much interest in Scott. I do think it’s in our best interest for her to know. We should have told her before now. She’s going to be pissed, but I’ll blame it on the fear of Gerard and Victoria. That too many people knowing caused us fear.”
I look up at him and say “You have thought about this a lot, haven’t you? You have already considered working with me and the Pack, haven’t you? I’ll trust you with her and maybe figuring out Scott’s thing with Gerard. How can you help me become a better Alpha? Not that I doubt you, honestly, just wondering how.”
He chuckles and says “I have, honestly, more than I’d like to admit. I found a poem that explained my feelings about it honestly. I can show you a few things to build up the bonds you have with them. I’ve done a lot of research since the beginning of this. You need to scent your betas and that will do the most good, and coming to me for help was definitely a good decision. I can balance you out pretty well.”
I nod and say “How should I scent them? What is the poem? I think you’re right that you could balance me out, which is why I came to you in the first place.”
He smiles and says “The poem says, The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plain
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain”
(By Howard Simon)
I look him in the eye and say “Are me and the Pack the mountain?”
He chuckles and says “You are. I was already leaning heavy towards you. You are more dependable than Scotty honestly. I’m going to need dependability to survive I think. And to scent them run your fingers down the side of their neck. It’s the best place for an Alpha to scent their Pack. It’ll also help them submit to you properly. They’ll have to learn to trust you, especially Issac. You’ll have to scent him more and give him more support. Due to his past, especially since he probably feels like he just went from one abusive father to another one. Which according to you, he really did. Which will need to be worked on, Derek. I know it’ll take time and effort, but I believe you can do it.”
I curl into myself slightly and say “Can I ask you a question? Well two actually. One, do you think it’s my fault that my family was killed? And two, do you think my family deserved what happened?”
He kneels in front of me, sighing and says “Kate is the one at fault, it’s not your fault. At all, you were a kid, Derek. You were targeted and taken advantage of. You’re just as not guilty as the rest of your family. Also absolutely not. They did not deserve what happened to them and neither did you. Why would you ask me that? How could you even slightly think I could feel that way?”
I look down and say “Scott did. He said it and he meant it. He looked me in the eye in front of Peter and said that the Argents had reason to do what they did to my family. His heartbeat didn’t waver, he believed that. I just needed to know you didn’t agree with him.”
He collapses into himself and says “Oh my god. How the fuck could he say that to you? How could he honestly believe that? I’m so sorry. I’m surprised you or Peter didn’t attack him for that. I would have. I’m not sure I recognize him anymore and I don’t think I can blame the bite for it. Despite how much I wish I could, I know better than that.”
I sigh and say “I don’t know, Stiles. I’m sorry for telling you, this probably makes things harder for you. Sadly I agree that you can’t blame it on the bite, even a non consensual one.”
He shakes his head and says “No you just made my decision easier. Thank you for telling me. Gerard has cancer and I’m worried he’s using Scott to get you to give him the bite. I didn’t want to tell you, but it didn’t feel right to hold back after you told me that. I know and what makes it worse is the fact that my dad wishes Scott was his son instead of me and says it more often than not. Even though Scott is kind of a piece of shit. I wish it didn’t affect me as much as it does, since I definitely don’t want it exploited.”
I frown and say “Your dad is kind of a piece of shit too. A good man, but a shit father. You’re brilliant, resourceful, and strong. All Scott has going for him are his puppy dog eyes that make you want to believe him. You’re so much more than he is.”
He smiles, baring his neck to me and says “Thank you. That means more to me than you know. I will help you become the Alpha you need to be and keep your betas with you.”
I run my fingers down the side of his neck and say “Thank you. I’ll need the help and I’m grateful you’re willing to help me.”
He smiles softly and says “I’m glad you finally asked me for help. I was worried you weren’t going to. I knew offering would have offended you, so I’m glad you came to me for help.”
I chuckle and say “You’re probably right.”
He smirks and says “I typically am, Derek. Glad you’re realizing it. Another thing you can do to help with the Betas is grab the back of their neck lightly when they’re upset or need to relax. It will help more than you know. Trust me.”
I shake my head and say “Okay. Good to know. Did I do the scenting thing right? How I did it to you is the right way right?”
He chuckles and says “Yes just not as long as you’ve been doing it to me. Since your hand is still on my neck currently and the betas would be very uncomfortable for prolonged contact to their neck. But short brushes down their necks every hour or so when they're around you is good for them and you.”
I pull my hand away quickly and say “I honestly didn’t notice I still had my hand on your neck. I’m sorry.”
He laughs and says “I would have told you to remove it if I wasn’t okay with it. I told you I trust you and I meant it. You don’t have to apologize.”
I frown and say “Why? I’ve threatened you so many times, especially about ripping your throat out. So how are you comfortable with me having my hand on your neck for so long?”
He smirks and says “Technically you’ve always said you would rip my throat out with your teeth, not your hands. And I trust you with my safety. You turned your back on a serious threat to make sure I got to safety, completely ignoring your instincts purely for my safety. That showed more than you’d probably ever be comfortable enough to say. So I trust you enough to let you close to me, something I’m not very good at.”
I gape at him and say “You mean that? I’m not sure I deserve that much trust. Everything I touch breaks.”
He smirks and says “I’m pretty sure I get to decide that, Derek. And I trust you despite what you think. Good thing I’m pretty unbreakable.”
I stare at him and say “Are you meaning this how I think you do? Or are you just saying in general? I feel like I’m missing something.”
He smiles softly and says “I'm meaning it however you’re most comfortable taking it.”
I smirk at him and say “So if I was comfortable with it meaning a love confession, it would mean a love confession?”
He blushes and says “If you were comfortable with it, it just might.”
I sit up straight and say “Are you joking or are you being serious? I kind of need to know.”
He blushes deeper and says “I’m not joking. Unless you want me to be joking, then I totally am. But in all honesty I’m not joking.”
I smile at him shyly and say “I don’t want you to be joking. Do you actually have feelings for me? Romantic feelings?”
He nods and says “I do, but it doesn’t have to matter. We don’t have to talk about it again. We can pretend you don’t know.”
I shake my head and say “What if I didn’t want to forget it? What if I wanted to talk about it? What if I want it to matter?”
He frowns slightly and says “What do you mean, Derek?”
I make eye contact and say “What if you weren’t the only one with feelings?”
His eyes go wide and says “I’d be shocked.”
I smirk and say “I’m surprised you didn’t know honestly. You’re smart enough and know enough about werewolves to make an assumption, probably a correct one, about why keeping you safe was enough for me to ignore my instincts. Especially when it came to the kind of threat we were facing.”
His eyes go even wider and says “No way. I wrote it off of you being a self sacrificing asshole like normal. There is no way it means what you’re hinting at.”
I frown and say “That’s rude, just in case you didn’t know. Would that be such a bad thing? If it means what I’m hinting at?”
He frowns and says “Oh shit. No it wouldn’t be. I just never considered it as a possibility.”
I lean back against the wall and say “Would you be receptive to it?”
He pulls his knees to his chest and says “Is that a serious question? If I’d be receptive to being your mate? Because that’s what we’re talking about right now, correct?”
I nod, looking away and say “Yes it’s a serious question. And yes that is what we’re talking about.”
He says “Derek, look at me. Please.”
I look at him and say “Can you answer the question please?”
He smiles brightly and says “Of course I’d be receptive to being your mate. Fuck Derek. That’d be a dream come true if we’re being honest here.”
I smile shyly and say “You really mean that?”
He nods and says “Listen to my heartbeat if you need to. Being your mate would be a dream come true. I’d be more than receptive to being your mate.”
I surprise him by baring my throat to him, I hear him gasp. He understood, which is what I was hoping for. I wait for him to touch my neck, accepting what I’m offering. He lightly runs his fingers down my neck and I shiver slightly. I wonder if he fully understood what I was offering, but I’m kind of afraid to know.
He sighs and says “I do know what this means, Der. Fully aware. You’re safe with me, I promise you that. I won't hurt you. I won't take advantage of the trust you’re putting into me.”
I smile slightly and say “I trust you.”
He says “I will take care of you, Derek. I will treasure you. And I will respect you.”
I pull him towards me and say “I know, Stiles. If I had any doubts about you I wouldn’t have offered. I trust you. But we need to take things slow, cause you’re young. A minor, whose father is the sheriff and hates me enough as it is.”
He sits next to me and says “Don’t worry about it. I won’t push you for anything, Derek. I turn 17 next month so it’s not as long as you think it’ll be. Also we have other priorities right now. It can wait or even not ever happen and I’d be okay with either.”
I lean into him and say “I didn’t know that. I appreciate you not trying to push me. I don’t want to be like Kate. Do you really mean that? That we could never have sex and you’d be okay with it?”
He chuckles and says “You could never be like Kate. She lied about who she was, she took advantage of your suffering, she used and abused you. You wouldn’t do any of that, especially not to me. It’s a completely different thing, but I understand where you’re coming from. You were a minor and so am I. I get it. Yes I really mean it. Do I want to have sex, totally, but if you weren’t comfortable with it ever I’d be okay with that. Because I care about you more than I care about sex.”
I lean my head on his shoulder and say “You actually mean that and I honestly can’t even fathom how you care about me enough for that.”
He rests his head against mine and says “I love and respect you idiot. I’m not going to hurt you in any way if I can help it. So if sex is off limits than it is and that’d be just fine.”
I say “You said love.”
He chuckles and says “I did say love. And I meant it. I do love you, Derek.”
I say “Why? How?”
He sighs and says “Derek you are a mess, but you’re a beautiful mess. You’ve been hurt but you’re not broken, not really. You’re stronger than you know. You’re still standing despite everything. You are incredible, truly. I know you better than you think I do.”
I say “I’ve hurt you and been nothing but awful since we met. I don’t understand how you can love me. I don’t deserve it.”
He growls fairly well for a human and says “You deserve to be loved, Derek. Never say you don’t again. Seriously I don’t care if you question my love, but stop questioning your worth. What she did does not define you or your worth. What happened was her fault, not yours.”
I say “How are you so sure of that? I gave her the information.”
He growls again and says “Not intentionally and she would have gotten it without you.”
I say “What do you mean, Stiles? How else would she have gotten the information? If not from me?”
He sighs and says “Do you remember Claudia from when you were young? She was one of your mother’s friends. Was training under your emissary to work with him.”
I flinch and say “Yes I do. What about her? How do you know her?”
He flinches and says “She was my mother. Do you know what happened to her?”
I gasp and say “She got sick and had to stop coming around. I don’t remember much since it was right before Paige. What does this have to do with anything Stiles?”
He sighs and says “She had frontotemporal dementia. It wasn’t too bad at first but it got really bad and she would mix up people and talk about things she never would have before. Kate would come to the hospital sometimes and I never knew why. Kate was using my mother’s disease against her to betray your mother the same way she used you. My mother also had all of the same information. For some reason those things she remembered until nearly the end. She shared bits with me as well. But I think my mother gave her the information as well. So you weren’t the only one that gave her the information. My mother did as well.”
I tense and say “Oh god. How do you even know that, Stiles? Kate wouldn’t have been sloppy enough to do it in front of you.”
He flinches and says “I would prefer not to talk about it, but I would leave an audio recorder in her room whenever I wasn’t there. Once people I didn’t know were visiting her. I didn’t trust these people I didn’t know with my mother in her weakened state. Especially since I would be forced to leave the room. One of them was your mother and the other was Kate Argent. Your mom I recognized as a friend, but Kate I hated on sight. My mom didn’t realize they weren’t the same person. So she shared things with Kate she was not supposed to. I knew something was really wrong when I saw Kate talking to you one time but by the time I put the pieces together it was too late. And I couldn’t tell dad since he didn’t know anything about this world so I shut down pretty hard, then my mother died right in front of me. I gave up on life after that pretty hard. I felt at fault for the fire, my mother’s death and my father’s drinking problem. But it’s neither of our faults. It’s Kate’s.”
I say “Oh fuck. That’s awful. I’m so sorry. You met my mom?”
He sighs and says “Yeah I did. She was beautiful and kind to me. But she still would kick me out of the room, so I didn’t spend much time with her.”
I frown and say “I don’t understand why she would kick you out of the room.”
He says “I’m not sure. She brought Laura with her one time so I met her too. I was friends with Cora and I used to see you around which is how I was able to recognize you from the beginning.”
I say “Now that I think about it, you used to go by Mischief didn’t you? You do look like Claudia slightly. I don’t remember if I ever saw you back then.”
He flinches and says “Yes I did. I know, trust me, my father made that very clear. I’m not sure if you did, I was scared to meet you back then.”
I sigh and say “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. Why were you scared to meet me?”
He tenses and says “I can’t explain it. It just felt like it wasn’t time to meet you. There was a feeling in my gut that told me to wait until it was time. Then you were gone and I tried to forget it. But you were on my mind more than I like to admit.”
I nod slightly and say “Okay. I guess your gut wasn’t exactly wrong. I was curious how you recognized me that day, but couldn’t really bring myself to care all that much.”
He laughs and says “Definitely understandable. I’m really sorry we got you arrested and announced you to the hunters. Scott played me like a fiddle and I fell for it.”
I smile slightly and say “I don’t blame you. You didn’t really know me and he’s your brother. Of course you would side with him, I’m still surprised you’re willing to side with me now.”
He chuckles and says “Thank you. I’m not siding with him anymore because I know he’s wrong.”
I say “Thank you for hearing me out. And telling me everything you have. I appreciate you opening up to me like this.”
He says “No need to thank me for anything. I owed you that much. You’re the only person who could understand.”
I smile and say “I get that.”
He sighs and says “You should probably get back to your betas but we can talk again later.”
I sigh and say “You’re right. I’ll tell them you’re going to be helping with them so they know. Also I’ll tell them not to tell Scott about it yet.”
He laughs and says “Okay, Derek. I’ll talk to you soon. Let me know when to come help with the puppies.”
I sigh and say “Oh god. I should have known you would call them that eventually.”
He laughs and says “You really should have seen it coming. One day when I don’t think they’ll kill me for it I’ll call them that to their face.”
I pull away and say “They wouldn’t kill you for it. I wouldn’t let them. But definitely don’t call them that in the beginning they’d rebel against it.”
He laughs and says “No worries. I’ll wait to call them puppies until they like me.”
I stand up and pull him up with me. He smirks at me and I chuckle softly at him. He pulls me into a hug and I melt into it. I smile into his shoulder, glad he was willing to make the move when I was scared to. He chuckles and holds me tighter to him. We stand in the embrace for a little while longer than he pulls away and pushes me to the window. I laugh softly and shake my head at him.
I say “I’ll let you know when to come help with the betas. We’ll talk later about us as well. But we both should probably digest the conversation first.”
He chuckles and says “Okay. No worries. We’ll talk later.”
I jump out of his window and head to the train depot to talk with the betas. I feel much more secure having Stiles on my side. I’m glad he was willing to help and hear me out.
@softranswolves
I seriously needed to hear that story right now.
I would have had no idea this is a slur I’m disappointed how much it’s used now
hey guys friendly reminder from your fave Canadian that esk*mo is a slur so please don’t use it!
I see it usually in the context of “esk*mo kisses” which may pop up when people talk about their ships and their headcanon, but it means “snow eaters” in cree and is a slur against Inuit people so please just don’t use it!
and I would appreciate if u reblogged this because people outside Canada don’t seem to know this for the most part
Will do so on all of my projects
go write three sentences on your current writing project.
So I’ve been enjoying the Disney vs. DeSantis memes as much as anyone, but like. I do feel like a lot of people who had normal childhoods are missing some context to all this.
I was raised in the Bible Belt in a fairly fundie environment. My parents were reasonably cool about some things, compared to the rest of my family, but they certainly had their issues. But they did let me watch Disney movies, which turned out to be a point of major contention between them and my other relatives.
See, I think some people think this weird fight between Disney and fundies is new. It is very not new. I know that Disney’s attempts at inclusion in their media have been the source of a lot of mockery, but what a lot of people don’t understand is that as far as actual company policy goes, Disney has actually been an industry leader for queer rights. They’ve had policies assuring equal healthcare and partner benefits for queer employees since the early 90s.
I’m not sure how many people reading this right now remember the early 90s, but that was very much not industry standard. It was a big deal when Disney announced that non-married queer partners would be getting the same benefits as the married heterosexual ones.
Like — it went further than just saying that any unmarried partners would be eligible for spousal benefits. It straight-up said that non-same-sex partners would still need to be married to receive spousal benefits, but because same-sex partners couldn’t do that, proof that they lived together as an established couple would be enough.
In other words, it put long-term same-sex partners on a higher level than opposite-sex partners who just weren’t married yet. It put them on the exact same level as heterosexual married partners.
They weren’t the first company ever to do this, but they were super early. And they were certainly the first mainstream “family-friendly” company to do it.
Conservatives lost their damn minds.
Protests, boycotts, sermons, the whole nine yards. I can’t tell you how many books about the evils of Disney my grandmother tried to get my parents to read when I was a kid.
When we later moved to Florida, I realized just how many queer people work at Disney — because historically speaking, it’s been a company that has guaranteed them safety, non-discrimination, and equal rights. That’s when I became aware of their unofficial “Gay Days” and how Christians would show up from all over the country to protest them every year. Apparently my grandmother had been upset about these days for years, but my parents had just kind of ignored her.
Out of curiosity, I ended up reading one of the books my grandmother kept leaving at our house. And friends — it’s amazing how similar that (terrible, poorly written) rhetoric was to what people are saying these days. Disney hires gay pedophiles who want to abuse your children. Disney is trying to normalize Satanism in our beautiful, Christian America.
Just tons of conspiracy theories in there that ranged from “a few bad things happened that weren’t actually Disney’s fault, but they did happen” to “Pocahontas is an evil movie, not because it distorts history and misrepresents indigenous life, but because it might teach children respect for nature. Which, as we all know, would cause them all to become Wiccans who believe in climate change.”
Like — please, take it from someone who knows. This weird fight between fundies and Disney is not new. This is not Disney’s first (gay) rodeo. These people have always believed that Disney is full of evil gays who are trying to groom and sexually abuse children.
The main difference now is that these beliefs are becoming mainstream. It’s not just conservative pastors who are talking about this. It’s not just church groups showing up to boycott Gay Day. Disney is starting to (reluctantly) say the quiet part out loud, and so are the Republicans. Disney is publicly supporting queer rights and announcing company-supported queer events and the Republican Party is publicly calling them pedophiles and enacting politically driven revenge.
This is important, because while this fight has always been important in the history of queer rights, it is now being magnified. The precedent that a fight like this could set is staggering. For better or for worse, we live in a corporation-driven country. I don’t like it any more than you do, and I’m not about to defend most of Disney’s business practices. But we do live in a nation where rights are largely tied to corporate approval, and the fact that we might be entering an age where even the most powerful corporations in the country are being banned from speaking out in favor of rights for marginalized people… that’s genuinely scary.
Like… I’ll just ask you this. Where do you think we’d be now, in 2023, if Disney had been prevented from promising its employees equal benefits in 1994? That was almost thirty years ago, and look how far things have come. When I looked up news articles for this post from that era, even then journalists, activists, and fundie church leaders were all talking about how a company of Disney’s prominence throwing their weight behind this movement could lead to the normalization of equal protections in this country.
The idea of it scared and thrilled people in equal parts even then. It still scares and thrills them now.
I keep seeing people say “I need them both to lose!” and I get it, I do. Disney has for sure done a lot of shit over the years. But I am begging you as a queer exvangelical to understand that no. You need Disney to win. You need Disney to wipe the fucking floor with these people.
Right now, this isn’t just a fight between a giant corporation and Ron DeSantis. This is a fight about the right of corporations to support marginalized groups. It’s a fight that ensures that companies like Disney still can offer benefits that a discriminatory government does not provide. It ensures that businesses much smaller than Disney can support activism.
Hell, it ensures that you can support activism.
The fight between weird Christian conspiracy theorists and Disney is not new, because the fight to prevent any tiny victory for marginalized groups is not new. The fight against the normalization of othered groups is not new.
That’s what they’re most afraid of. That each incremental victory will start to make marginalized groups feel safer, that each incremental victory will start to turn the tide of public opinion, that each incremental victory will eventually lead to sweeping law reform.
They’re afraid that they won’t be able to legally discriminate against us anymore.
So guys! Please. This fight, while hilarious, is also so fucking important. I am begging you to understand how old this fight is. These people always play the long game. They did it with Roe and they’re doing it with Disney.
We have! To keep! Pushing back!
My name is Sunflower, SunflowerQueen when it comes to my art, Always_MimiTs on AO3 I'm 26 years old and I'm a shy outgoing person as weird as that might sound together. And if anyone ever needs someone to talk to I'll be here for them no matter what. :) Pronouns are they/them
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