I just can't stop thinking about Theo walking into a room to see Y/N on their phone- and I mean that's not really strange in and of itself but the look of concentration is just astounding, so he gets curious obviously and just...
"what are you looking at?"
And Y/N without missing a beat, not even looking up, just answers: "oh i'm reading werewolf p*rn."
Because the thing about a/b/o fics is that they don't really apply to what we know of the werewolves in Teen Wolf, but there's just enough commonality that I think, even if you don't actually read a/b/o fics irl, it's easy enough to rationalise you stumbling across them in universe, and I feel like if you apply the context of Teen Wolf to finding a/b/o fics, it just gets a little funny?
Also, bonus if, say, 20-30 minutes later Scott or someone walks in just to find Y/N in the same position, but this time Theo's leaning over the back of their chair, reading over their shoulder with furrowed eyebrows and just...
Scott: "What are you two looking at?"
Theo and Y/N, deadpan: "Werewolf porn."
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how does tumblr even work do you just like talk to yourself until people are like "i like this one"
we have a client whose last name is close to “Styx” and i was joking with my manager abt the name being appropriate because of the hellish nature of the project and he was like “oh i didn’t think anyone else would make that connection! it looks like im not the only one that knows the bible”
well it looks like I’M the only one that knows the bible bc the river styx isn’t fucking in it
awkward! reader and simon who just... stares into each others' soul the first time they've met. simon returned your gaze because he caught you staring at him, while you were staring at him solely cause you were too clueless on how to start a proper conversation.
“what're ya starin' at, soldier?” his words came out harsher than he meant and it made you think that he didn't want you staring at him so you just murmur a firm apology before looking away.
awkward! reader who just listens when hearing simon's sarcastic remarks to price in the radio.
“tell me somethin’ I don't know.” — ghost to price
awkward! reader listening to the rest of the tf141 member while drinking a glass of their favorite beverage, not noticing simon's gaze that shifts over to you every once in while.
awkward! reader who tries to mind their own business after hearing another woman flirting to simon not knowing that he has his eyes on you and only you.
I love them, your honour.
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if you had asked me as a child what colour the sky was, i would have confidently said blue and yellow. because i grew up on the baltic coast next to one of the most travelled ship routes of the world, and the unfiltered sulfur pouring out of the exhausts of nearly a hundred cargo ships every day turned into a thick layer of sickly yellow laying over the horizon. especially on sunny summer days, it settled of the sea like the cheap imitation of a sunset, out of place during the bright daylight.
then, from one summer to the next, the yellow slowly but surely faded away. because a new legislation passed - one which heavily penalised airborne ship emissions in the area. and while the silhouettes of ships across the passage never became less frequent, their backdrop was now such a pure blue that its hard to imagine that it was ever different.
i think about this everytime someone tells me that climate legislation doesn't work, everytime a new media story declaring our helplessness in the face of certain environmental doom makes the rounds. don't get me wrong - the situation we are facing in terms of climate change and environmental destruction is certainly terrifying. but everyday, people are working tirelessly to implement law and policy that could change that fact. and because of those people, a newly bright blue sky touches down over the baltic sea. and that has to count for something, i think.
the universe after buck continues to miss the fucking point: