If You Want To Get Into The Race Issues With Teen Wolf It Definitely Doesn’t Begin Or End With Scott

I didn’t know I needed to know this but I really did. I’ll have to remember this. Such useful information.

when you don’t do a warm up and go straight into lineart and your hand does the thing

I think I just need to vent or advice

I'm honestly terrified at the moment because my fiance and I moved out together which is amazing. But I quit my job before we moved, now the second month of rent is due. And guess what? I still don't have a job. My fiance can cover rent, and utilities, but barely. I have no source of income and it's scary. I'm trying so hard, but it just doesn't seem to be working. I apply to more jobs than I can count, but nothing. I'm gonna try to make an Etsy but last time I did it fell through I don't want that again. I'm so lost of what I should do. I need to get money some how to help us have a more suitable life. I want us to be at least a little above water. I don't expect us to be able to take exciting vacation within the next like three years. But being able to go out to eat once in awhile would be nice. Being able to definitely have food on the table and everything you need sounds amazing. I have no idea what to do from here. I'm trying so hard. I'm looking into cooking for people pet sitting and babysitting. But I just am struggling. It's making my anxiety and depression act up spectacularly. Which is scary in a whole other way. I just wish someone would help me figure everything out. I just wish I could find a way to make a steady income in the meantime. It doesn't even have to be an okay kind of income, just any extra money sounds amazing. Let me know if you know anyways to help me. Or what I could do. Or how I could make my Etsy successful if I do go through with it. Just any help would be much appreciated. Thank you for even reading this whole thing. It kind of helped my mind to write this all out.

I’m speechless.

I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.

No author is entitled to comments, to interaction, to reblogs or likes or reviews or anything, but in a community where you’re essentially a bunch of indie writers, that’s the lifeblood that keeps people *posting*. Writing doesn’t necessarily stop, but when someone feels like no one gives a shit whether you’re sharing or not, you quit sharing.

ao3 is not instagram, and it’s not embarrassing to comment on a story that’s old. we understand that you just happened to come across it now; writing is magical in that you often come across the right story at just the time you need to read it.

also, authors will literally cry over their keyboard if you comment on the stuff they write.

I see so many people reluctant to accept that Severus was ‘indoctrinated’ into the Dark Arts. For some reason, all it takes is Sirius (who we already know to be biased) saying, ‘oh, that guy knew more Dark Arts spells than Voldemort himself from the age of eleven!’ and it’s Accepted Canon that that this eleven-year-old boy - also shown to canonically be very kind, thoughtful, and intelligent - is obviously in some parts Pure Evil.

Has anyone considered that we can juxtapose the allure of the Dark Arts to characters like Severus, with Harry’s infatuation with ‘the Prince’ via ‘The Half-Blood Prince’s’ copy of Advanced Potions? Harry spends the whole of HPB telling Hermione that the Prince is cool and knows his stuff, that he’s so clever and doing such a good job of getting Harry recognised in Potions class, that he couldn’t possibly have malevolent intentions because of this. Harry’s confidence in the Prince, his respect for the Prince, his blind belief in everything the Prince has written gets to such a point that he takes the spell Sectumsempra and throws it at Draco without a second thought, without even realising its potential. 

This is the exact environment in which Severus’ adoption into the Dark Arts could have occurred. The people in his House who knew about it, who were introducing it to him, surely didn’t mean anything too bad with it. It’s just a laugh, as he says to Lily. It was all fun and games, it was cool and interesting - nobody was dying over it. Remember, it didn’t matter how many times Hermione told Harry he needed to return the Prince’s book, it wasn’t until he nearly killed Draco that he realised everything had gone too far. Likewise, it didn’t matter how many times Lily told Severus that Mulciber and Avery were being cruel, it took for Lily’s life to be on the line for Severus to finally realise what he’d become involved in. If we can forgive Harry for being pulled into a world of forbidden/hidden knowledge, and learning to use it without anyone explicitly forcing him to, then we can at the very least understand how Severus got himself to the same point.

Harry, Severus and Voldemort - ‘the abandoned boys’ - represent stages when it comes to the Dark Arts. Voldemort embraced it completely, to the point of losing his own humanity over it. Severus got taken in, but knew deep down he had to pull himself away - unfortunately, the damage had already been done. Harry, learning from the mistakes of the two before him through his own journey, understands that, whilst it can be a formidable force, the Dark Arts shouldn’t be taken lightly. He refuses the Elder Wand, he backs away from this world of strange, and powerful magic. 

Unlike Voldemort, he keeps his humanity. Unlike Severus, he knows when to quit.

The only acceptable reason for this is if this character is actually a demon who seduces men and then eats them. [source]

27 for Allison/Lydia! It just gives me Allydia vibes :)

27. “Can’t I just give you $20 and you can buy something for yourself?

Christmas Panic

It’s close to Christmas time and I still don’t know what to get Lydia. Knowing her, she got my presents in July. Now Christmas is two weeks away and I still have nothing for my girlfriend. Lydia is sitting on my bed and I try to avoid the topic of Christmas. I of course fail because it is Lydia.

Lydia says “Have you gotten me a present yet?”

I sigh and say “Can’t I just give you $20 and you can buy something for yourself? I have no idea what to get, Lyds.”

Lydia laughs at me and says “No absolutely not. If Derek can come up with a gift for me, so can you. You are my girlfriend.”

I frown and say “I don’t understand why it was easy when we were just best friends and now that we’re together I have no idea.”

Lydia laughs and says “You’re putting too much pressure on yourself now, Ally. That’s why it’s hard. So relax about it and just get me something.”

I nod and say “It’s our first Christmas together. I just want it to be special.”

Lydia smiles softly and says “Ally, I love you. You’re worrying too much. It’ll be special because it’s us and the Pack. Stop thinking too much. You’re a badass and you’re going to let a Christmas present defeat you?”

I shake my head and say “You’re right. I’m not going to let it defeat me. I’ll get it tomorrow, I have an idea.”

Lydia laughs and says “Come on, Ally. Let’s watch the Notebook.”

I laugh and say “Fine. We’ll watch The Notebook. For the fifth time this month.”

I settle down with Lydia on my bed and set up my laptop to play the Notebook. I pull Lydia into my arms when I’m done and the movie is playing. I’m just going to get the book that she told me she wanted and her favorite chocolates. She’ll be okay with that I’m sure. Either way she loves me and Christmas will be special because we’re all going to be together for the first time in what feels like years. Though it’s only been a few months since we were all home from college. It’ll be great to be with the Pack again.

Since joining Tumblr, I’ve met a lot of young queer people. Look, I’m a bisexual man in a gay relationship, and I’m approaching 30. I was still a kid when Matthew Shepard’s story was being covered on the news. I remember thinking, “I better keep my mouth shut about these feelings I’m having.”

And then I met Dominic when I was 12, and people could see how in love we were. And we got the shit beat out of us. The year I met him, some kids in the grade above me held me down against the bleachers in our gym and stomped on my hand until my fingers broke. Instead of sending me to the nurse, the teacher sent me to the assistant principal to explain the situation. She asked why the kids had beat me up. I said, “They were calling me gay.”

Her response was, “Well, are you?”

My, “I don’t know,” earned a call to my parents, and I was outed. Efforts were made to keep me from seeing Dom. Throughout high school, Dom’s stepmother intensified these efforts. He slept in the basement of the house. Although he was an incredibly talented student, he was prohibited from participating in any extracurriculars. He suffered a lot of physical abuse during those years.

The day he turned 18, he packed up everything he had and walked to my house, and we’ve lived together ever since. Things are better, but they’re not perfect. I’ve had trucks pull up next to me at stoplights and, seeing the pride sticker on my car, through old drinks and garbage into my window. I no longer speak to my dad’s side of the family. I haven’t been to see them for Christmas or Thanksgiving in years. One of my uncles had cornered me at Thanksgiving when I was 17 and said, “I’m not going to judge you, but I’d be happy to break your neck so God can do the judging a little sooner.”

I joined a support group for trans and intersex people. When I joined, 40 people attended regularly. Within the year, the group was half the size it had been. Some couldn’t make it anymore, because they were staying at the shelter, where their stay hinged on them agreeing to instead to attend homophobic sermons. Some were put in correctional therapy. Five of them died. Three of those, I didn’t know, but I knew Alex, the 19 year old who was fag-dragged in Kentucky and died a day later in the hospital, and I knew Stephanie, who went home to Alabama to care for her mom in hospice and was beaten to death with a baseball bat by her mom’s boyfriend.

Tumblr is not reality. The dynamic here does not reflect the dynamic out there. Here’s the part where I finally make a point, and it might be extremely unpopular - but guys, value your allies. Value each other. We are met with enough hate in our daily lives to enter an online safe-space and meet more hate from our own, over petty things. Don’t go after one another over every little thing you find problematic.

Learn to see nuance. Maybe the word “queer” bothers you, and you see a gay man using it as an umbrella term. Maybe someone called a trans man a trans woman because they’re confused about terminology, but the post where they did it was voicing support for the trans community. Maybe someone is just asking a question, wanting to learn more. Stop. Attacking. These. People.

Allies are being driven away. Members of our own community are being ostracized. Others are feeling nervous and estranged, and it’s largely because of places like Tumblr, where the social justice movement is quickly becoming violent and radical. I am begging you, stop nitpicking “problematic” things and start directing your efforts to create real change. When it comes to comes to your allies, forget the “social justice warrior” mentality and put down your torch. Educate calmly. Be respectful. Be understanding. Be forgiving. And I’m certainly not saying that your anger doesn’t have a good place - when you are met with bigots on the street, congress members who want to pass hateful laws, violent protesters, abusive parents, prejudiced teachers, that is when you need to be a warrior. That’s when it counts. In the real world. When you have the opportunity to protect people from real harm. Attacking your would-be allies via anonymous asks is just going to lose us ground in the long run. And we don’t have time for that, not when trans women of color are being murdered every day, not when states are still fighting against marriage equality, not when there are politicians in office who believe that trans people are possessed by demons, not when we’ve just lost 50 brothers and sisters to one gunman, not when the media won’t even admit that the attack was homophobic.

Please step back. Look at the big picture. Look at where we are, globally. Don’t just log on to your safe space and attack your allies over small missteps. That’s like washing the dishes in a house that’s on fire, kids. Let’s fight on the battlefield, and when we come home to each other, let’s just focus on bandaging up our wounds so we can go out and win the war.

Lizard in Distress

Art by @geekmom13 Written by @sinnabon-cosplay

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Good Pack Alpha Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, I just want them both to have alpha rights okay, Stackson - Freeform, Hurt/Comfort, First Time, First Kiss, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Kidnapping, Hunters Being Assholes (Teen Wolf), Peter Hale is Jackson Whittemore's Parent, Getting Together, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Magical Stiles Stilinski

Words: 7,584

Summary:

When Jackson gets taken by hunters as a ploy to lure out Beacon Hills resident alphas, the pack turns to Stiles to find him. He knows it's bad when he uses a locater spell and all he can feel in his connection with Jackson is pain. The hunters make the mistake of egging on one very angry spark and an equally angry Peter when they arrive. Confessions are had and kisses are shared. Or, Jackson's kidnapped. Stiles isn't a fan of his favorite wolf being taken. They both have a lot of feelings about it when Jackson is recovering.