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I WISH this is what the road to my future looked like. Warm colours and a long, obstacle-free road stretching into the distance. Wouldn’t it be just dandy.💁 . . . . . . . #love #instagood #photooftheday #love #beautiful #fujifilm (at Warrnambool, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn9l4QHhZO7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=p9v96z2bjlri
Life’s so fucking blue, man. P.s that boat took so fucking long to get there I almost died of exhaustion. . . . . . . . . . . . #love #instagood #photooftheday #beautiful #instamood #fujifilm (at Daveys Bay) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnsWVhMhh21/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fc2wxculqdmd
The truth is, every human being on this planet is ridiculous in their own way. So we shouldn't judge, we shouldn't fight, because in the end... in the end, none of it matters. None of this stuff . . . . . . . . . #fujifilm #instagood #instamood #fun #girl #pink #quote #photooftheday #beautifull #love #travel (at Mount Eliza, Victoria, Australia)
The city smells like shit, man. . . . . . . . . . #photooftheday #melbourne #instagood #fujifilm #city #girl #beautifull #photography (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia)
Where You Still Remember Dreaming by yodasyoyo
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 95573
“What’s your name? I can’t keep calling you Balto.”
“What’s yours?”
“Stiles.”
Derek raises an eyebrow. That isn’t his real name. There’s no way. But now he thinks about it, he has a vague memory of someone, probably Uncle Peter, telling him that with the fae, names have power. “I’m Miguel,” he says.
“Lie.”
“Are you trying to tell me your real name is Stiles?”
Stiles runs his tongue across his teeth and considers Derek carefully. “Fair enough,” he says, “Miguel it is.”
Grabbing his groceries and pocketing the change, Derek turns to leave; he’s nearly at the door when Stiles calls out, “By the way, Miguel, if you’re interested, it’s two for one on bags of kibble at the pet store down the street.”
Derek doesn’t look back, doesn’t hesitate, just raises a hand and flips him off on the way out.
Ohmygod Ohmygod ohmygod
Stiles could understand why he wasn’t the most likeable person on the planet, or even in his high school.
He was abrasive, loud, analytical, and gave about zero fucks on people’s comfort level. Which, honestly, was fine. He only cared about a handful of people in this God-forsaken world, so other people’s opinion of him could really not be bothered.
Enter Jackson Whittemore.
Ever since Stiles professed his love to one Lydia Martin in the fourth grade with a ring pop (which she ardently did not accept), Jackson has wanted, and sometimes succeeded, in making Stiles’ life hell.
In elementary, it used to infuriate Stiles. How Jackson would always steal his dessert at lunch, or push him too hard on the four-square court, and would always never cease to let Stiles know that he would never get to be friends with Lydia Martin.
And, yeah, sure, eleven-year-old Stiles would ball his fists and try to fight back, but that quickly changed in high school. And he started learning some, interesting, things about himself. Soon enough, Lydia Martin was the last thing on his mind, and so was Jackson and his taunting. In fact, with both of their academic success, he and Lydia found themselves in similar upper-class and AP classes throughout high school. Some would even call them, dare he say it, friends.
But, Jackson, not so much. Even now, at their senior year, Jackson still makes it his mission to give Stiles hell, even though he’s been dating Lydia Martin practically since he tossed the ring pop out of his hand. And it doesn’t help that now, with Stiles and Lydia being friends, and Allison and Lydia being inseparable, and Allison dating Scott, that Jackson has somehow integrated himself into their group of friends.
Which is exactly how Stiles finds himself rolling his eyes at Jackson as they pack up their equipment on the field after practice, Jackson whapping him with this lacrosse stick.
“You’re literally an infant, Jackson.”
“At least I don’t throw like one, Stilinski.” Jackson scoffs.
Scott snickers next to him, and immediately looks regretful when Stiles glares at him.
“I bet an infant would be better to deal with than you.” he snarls, stripping off his practice jersey to throw in his bag.
Lydia and Allison walk over from the bleachers, smiling faces, per usual.
“Good practice,” Allison says to them all, but leans into Scott for a kiss. Lydia’s moved to Jackson’s side, too, and when Stiles glances at them, Jackson has a snarly grin on his face.
“Jealous, Stilinski?” A common phrase from the asswipe since they were kids.
Stiles barks out a laugh. “Not in the slightest.” He ignores the small grin Lydia gives him.
Shouldering his bag, he lets out a long sigh. “Can we go? I’m starving.”
Everyone nods in agreement, starting to move towards the parking lot. Jackson throws an arm around Lydia.
“Yeah, must have worked up an appetite from all that standing around and doing nothing.”
This time, Stiles whacks him with his stick.
“Okay, but to be fair, my jeep has gotten us to Mexico and back.”
“It broke down half way, Stiles.” Lydia deadpans.
“We fixed it! Since when did you guys get all mean about getting into my car.”
“Honestly, I’m surprised it’s been alive this long.” Jackson scoffs.
“Walk your happy ass to the diner, then, Jackson. See if I care!”
And yet, all his friends still make their way to his jeep, because they know damn well Roscoe will get them anywhere.
But, when they get to the car, there’s one Derek Hale leaning against the hood, looking as ominous and broody as always.
“What do I owe this pleasure, Sourwolf?” Stiles preens, walking up to him, but Derek doesn’t move.
“You left your wallet at my place.”
Before Stiles could even reach in his back pocket to check, Derek straightens and tosses it to Stiles, causing him to, of course, flounder and very much not catch it at all.
“Aww, always looking out for me, huh Derek?” Stiles coos, shoving his wallet into his pocket.
“You’re pathetic, Stiles.” Jackson spits.
Stiles whisks around, and God does he want to smack that silly little smug look off Jackson’s face as he walks over. “I swear to holy Hell, you can walk h-”
“You know he has a crush on you, right?”
Everyone stops cold, and suddenly all eyes are on Jackson, who is looking straight at Derek likes he’s fucking Sherlock who solved the case.
Derek scoffs.
“He does,” Jackson continues. “He likes you, and it’s embarrassingly obvious to everyone.”
“Oh, my God,” Stiles groans, putting his face in his hands. Scott, on the other hand, is bright-eyed and excited, like a puppy who just saw a bone.
Derek quirks an eyebrow. “Do explain.”
And Jackson, oh Jackson looks like he’s just been given a whole litter of bones. “He talks about you constantly, he invites himself over to your place all the time. I wouldn’t be surprised if he jerks off alone in his room to a picture of you.”
Derek’s head whips to look at Stiles, but he already has his hands up in protest.
“I do not do that, okay?”
Jackson steps up to Stiles, face inches from his. “Just admit it, Stilinski. You have a crush on Derek.”
It’s quiet for a second, and Stiles is really considering what level of Hell would even want to welcome someone like Jackson Whittemore, when Derek speaks up.
“God, I hope so, or this would be really awkward.”
Jackson’s face drops, and he spins to look at Derek. In the background, the snickers of Allison and Lydia or ever so sweet to Stiles’ ears.
“What?”
“I said,” Derek lifts himself off the car hood, and makes his way to Stiles, who practically beams up at him when Derek takes his hand in his, entwining their fingers. “I hope he has a crush on me, or this would be really awkward.”
Stiles watches as Jackson does a double take from him, to Derek, to their hands, and oh does it feel so, so good.
Scott’s outright barking with laughter now, and Jackson looks as pale as a ghost.
“Great job, dickweed. You just told my boyfriend that I liked him.”
“You… and Hale? Since when?” he spits out.
“Almost a year, sweetie.” Lydia pipes up, probably more smug than anyone since she was the first to know about Stiles’ flagrant homosexuality. And his impeding crush on Derek.
“Aww, babe? Almost a year! Did you hear that? We should celebrate.” Stiles preens, and even leans up to nudge his nose at Derek’s cheek, just to rub the salt in the wound a bit more for Jackson.
“I just found out you have a crush on me. I think we should take things a little slower, don’t you think?” But Stiles catches a hint of a smile on Derek’s face.
Stiles doesn’t stop himself when he feels Derek gravitate towards him, and happily leans into the kiss. It’s sweet and quick, but enough to get Jackson to pretend to vomit.
“Matter of a fact, I think I’ll walk.”
Later that night, when Derek is driving Stiles back home, Stiles reaches out to hold Derek’s hand over the console.
“Hey,” he mumbles, and Derek acknowledges him with a slight nod.
“Do you have a crush on me?”
Derek’s quiet for a moment, and suddenly Stiles feels a squeeze on his hand that makes his smile spread wider than his face.
“Every day.”
…Cora-
It’s going to be okay, big guy. I promise.
Derek needs some hug y/y (◡‿◡✿)
LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I mean, really.
They did a ‘test’ where women and men agreed to meet up for a date online, but the subjects would have images on their dating profiles of models (people not themselves)
Every time a man showed up for the date, saw the woman didn’t match the picture, he just turned around and left.
When women showed up to the date, they still greeted the man, sat down and had lunch, and sometimes the male partner even got a kiss goodbye. That should tell you everything you need to know about men and women and appearance.
This fucking cracks me up every time.
Men really expect way too much.
Set for Tory Burch Fall 2018 with over 14,000 carnations
Saw this on Pinterest and didn’t want to risk it especially now that’s my grandpa’s in the hospital
FREE GEORGE WASHINGTON AND CAPITALISM WILL REWARD YOU
I’m giving it a shot, it appeared in my feed at random, I need some financial help.
What the hell. I’m already at my lowest. Can’t hurt.
Get to know me
1. Name
2. Age
3. City that you live in
4. What do most people not know about you?
5. What do most people know you for?
6. Hobbies
7. What are your passions?
8. What do you search for in a significant other?
7. What are you most proud of?
8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love?
9. Have you ever collected anything? What was it?
10. List 10 things off of your bucket list.
11. What was the last thing you learned?
12. How many relationships have you been in?
13. Turn ons
14. Turn offs
15. Favorite food
16. Favorite drink
17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received?
18. Are you optimistic or pessimistic?
19. Do you sleep during class?
20. What is the most expensive thing you own?
21. What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own?
22. How many times a day on average do you check your phone?
23. Text or call?
24. Opinion on long distance?
25. What is your definition of success?
26. Favorite song?
27. Favorite artist?
28. Celebrity crush/crushes?
29. When was the last time you read for fun?
30. Favorite flower?
31. What is the best gift you could receive right now?
32. Any guilty pleasures?
33. What is one thing you would like to change about yourself?
34. What do you search for in a friend?
35. How many times have you said "I love you" in the past month?
36. Where did you last go other than your room/home?
37. Why do bad things happen to good people?
38. In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye?
39. How many green shirts do you own?
40. Do you like anime?
41. What do you invest the most time in?
42. What was the name of the last book you read?
43. What's the difference between loving and liking someone?
44. Where are you most productive?
45. List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends.
46. List 3 things you enjoy doing alone.
47. Do you believe world peace will ever exist?
48. Do you have any allergies?
49. When was the last time you cussed at someone?
50. What was the last promise you made?
51. What was your last dream about?
52. If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be?
53. How many countries have you visited?
54. What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.)
56. When was the last time somebody complimented you?
56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself?
57. Do you consider yourself mature?
58. How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr?
59. What is your favorite quote?
60. If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be?
61. What is your greatest accomplishment?
62. Do you believe in the death penalty?
63. What are your goals for life?
64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now?
65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world.
66. What were you like in 2013?
67. Do you have a job?
68. Tell us a story about your childhood best friend.
69. If you could change one thing about society, what would it be?
70. How many all-nighters have you pulled before?
71. Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website?
72. What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars?
73. Does money equal happiness?
74. How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime?
75. How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime?
76. What is the funniest joke you have ever been told?
77. When was the last time you looked at the news?
78. If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say?
79. What is your favorite animal?
80. If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it?
81. What is one thing that everyone is bad at?
82. What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get?
83. Does age necessarily equal maturity?
84. What is your favorite clothing store?
85. In the winter- beanies or gloves?
86. Would you rather have wings or a fish tail?
87. If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it?
88. What do you fear the most?
89. How many digits of pi can you recite?
90. If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be?
91. Describe yourself in one word.
92. Describe your last victory.
93. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen?
94. What is something you will never forget?
95. Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail?
96. Have you ever broken a bone before?
97. Is it harder to love or to hate somebody?
98. Coffee or tea?
99. What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way?
100. How many hours have you spend on tumblr today?
Happy Halloween October 1st everyone~!
Welcome to cuddle weather ❤️❤️
