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‘Nuclear Family Month’ is so funny as a concept. I have never seen a nuclear family worth celebrating.
The Addams
Do Grandmama, Uncle Fester and the rotating cast of possibly existent cousins mean nothing to you? 😔
I may in fact be stupid
I never want to be a complainer but Jesus fuck the place I get my coffee is so inconsistent. Nothing special I'm ordering something off the fucking menu and yet half the time they send it without the flavor. It's like asking for a chocolate muffin and they forget to put the chocolate in. IF I WANTED PLAIN FUCKING COFFEE OD ORDER PLAIN FUCKING COFFEE!!!
I'm so disappointed I want to try and buy another but I already barely had the clams for the first. If anything I'd try and drive up after work because then if they get it wrong I can just get it fixed then and there, unlike me ordering it for delivery to my job BUT THEY CLOSE EARLY AND BY THE TIME IM OFF THEY'LL BE CLOSED!! ugh it's so frustrating I just have to sit in it.
Trying to stop myself from ordering another one.....if they fuck it again I'm out thirty instead of fifteeeeeeeennnnn
I never want to be a complainer but Jesus fuck the place I get my coffee is so inconsistent. Nothing special I'm ordering something off the fucking menu and yet half the time they send it without the flavor. It's like asking for a chocolate muffin and they forget to put the chocolate in. IF I WANTED PLAIN FUCKING COFFEE OD ORDER PLAIN FUCKING COFFEE!!!
I'm so disappointed I want to try and buy another but I already barely had the clams for the first. If anything I'd try and drive up after work because then if they get it wrong I can just get it fixed then and there, unlike me ordering it for delivery to my job BUT THEY CLOSE EARLY AND BY THE TIME IM OFF THEY'LL BE CLOSED!! ugh it's so frustrating I just have to sit in it.
Thiam lyric of the day
"Maybe I'm too emotional, but your apathy is like a wound in salt"
"good 4 u" by Olivia Rodrigo
We all are hip to Theo being fluent in French because of the Dread Doctors but I was thinking the Doctors are from like -I don't want to search it up and I don't remember one of the hundreds, a long ass time ago- so presumably they wouldn't be speaking modern day French and therefore neither would Theo. Now I'm no linguist and I don't know how French back then differed from now but I find the image of Theo speaking to another French speaker and them not knowing what the fuck he's saying. Like it's not even practical in everyday use. He's helping no one with their French homework.
Wait, wait, wait imagine the fic. It's like 3rd person/outsider point of view of one of Liam's colleagues. He's like a history professor at some high end college. And them just being so confused by Liam's blue-collar partner who is somehow fluent in archaic French, the history of the human body, and other things I can't think of right now. It'd be a good 5+1 things. Who knows what the +1 is.
the pack having a camping trip or something and finding out thiam are dating because liam forgot his toothbrush and theo (way to casually, like this has happened multiple times before) sighs and goes: "just use mine"
I love this but must propose:
Liam trying to convince Theo to share his toothbrush, with Theo asserting it's gross/unhygienic. And Liam loudly exclaiming that it's no more gross than sucking on each others tongues....and other bits.
the pack having a camping trip or something and finding out thiam are dating because liam forgot his toothbrush and theo (way to casually, like this has happened multiple times before) sighs and goes: "just use mine"
I love this but must propose:
Liam trying to convince Theo to share his toothbrush, with Theo asserting it's gross/unhygienic. And Liam loudly exclaiming that it's no more gross than sucking on each others tongues....and other bits.
《Ocean》
Chapter 1: Blue
Theo woke up in the passenger seat of his truck.
It had been months since he had been brought back from the Skinwalkers’ Hell, and he’d been sleeping in his truck ever since. He’d become homeless–no home, no school, nowhere to go–and he hated it. He wanted something to change. He knew that he was not that Theo “I’ll-manipulate-everyone-in-your-pack-and-murder-your-Alpha-so-I-can-steal-his-power” Raeken anymore, but he was also not Scott McCall, the True Alpha who always seemed to know what he was doing and somehow managed to drag himself and his friends out of every hot mess.
He’d been having nightmares, with the heavy bags under his eyes as an unwanted consequence, so it was not unusual for him to wake up at three in the morning, hissing and panting, claws aimlessly thrashing until almost breaking something inside the truck. But not this time, this time it was peaceful instead.
“Ugh...” Theo pushed himself upright and peered through the windshield into the pitch darkness outside. The trees in the preserve swayed as the wind brushed through them, dancing against the white-noise backdrop of rustling leaves and creaking branches. It was as if the whole town had decided to take a break from the supernatural bloodbath that had happened not so long ago, pretending nothing had ever happened.
Maybe he should take a break too. Maybe he should just try to get a couple more hours of sleep before forcing himself into thinking about the current hellhole he’d jumped into from another hellhole. Maybe he should just-
The driver’s side door opened. Theo flinched as someone climbed into the truck with a loud slam and started the engine.
“What the fu- Get out of my truck! Who are you? Get out!” he screamed in vain as the intruder ignored him and shifted the truck into gear.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing? Get. Out. Of. My. Truck!” he yelled again, suddenly feeling the truck begin to move. “Hey, hey, hey! Stop! Stop the car! What the fuck are you doing? Stop it-”
He cut himself off as the truck passed beneath a streetlight, a dim beam briefly illuminating the driver’s face, enough to make Theo freeze.
“Liam?”
The truck swerved through the muddy trail and slammed onto the pavement a little too fast, the tires screeching in protest.
“Liam? What are you doing?”
Liam didn’t answer, eyes locked forward, jaw clenched tight.
Rage. Theo could smell it in the air.
“Liam? Are you having an episode? What are you doing? Where are you going?” Theo growled angrily, though he wasn’t really mad at Liam. Well, of course he was mad–everyone should be mad if they got kidnapped in their own car–but right now he was more confused than anything else.
A sharp left turn threw Theo against the side window.
“Ow! What the fuck, Liam!” Theo snarled.
The truck rapidly ascended. Theo found himself entering the freeway ramp.
“Liam, where are you going?”
“Shut up.” Liam muttered.
“What?”
“I said SHUT UP!”
Theo gritted his teeth, eyes still fixed on the young werewolf’s face. The chemosignals in the atmosphere were intoxicating, but he didn’t even need his enhanced sense of smell to figure out the fury. Typical fury when an IED explodes. But there was something else laced in it.
They didn’t speak for another ten minutes. Theo just somehow allowed himself to be trapped inside a moving vehicle alongside a moving bomb, especially when the bomb himself was the one driving. The truck sped through the freeway lanes like a jet, mocking the “SPEED LIMIT 65” sign like a bad joke. Soon, Theo’s eyes landed on a familiar stele.
“You’re now leaving Beacon Hills.” he quietly parroted.
They drove for fifteen more minutes in silence, until Theo couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Liam. Please. Talk to me. What happened?” he pleaded.
No response.
“C’mon, Liam. You’re fucking stealing my truck.”
“Should be familiar with that given that we’ve literally stolen a police truck before.” Liam muttered.
“What? Really, Liam? You’re throwing that in my face? I was saving your fucking ass from the Ghost Riders, and now you’re just stealing my truck for absolutely no reason.” Theo bellowed, raising his hand in a what-the-fuck gesture. “With me in it!”
“No reason?” Liam raised his eyebrow. Theo needed to clench his fist with his claws not to throw a punch at Liam’s face.
“Yeah! There won’t be any reason if you just WILL NOT TALK! So Jeez, Liam. Just explain like I’m five. What happened?”
Another silence.
Theo sighed. What the fuck is happening now!? He hadn’t seen any of the McCall pack’s members since the end of the war. Was it like, two months ago? And then suddenly Liam showed up interrupting one of his midnight crises and then KIDNAPPED him? Shouldn’t he be the one who was out there kidnapping random teenagers for the sake of some wicked experiments?
Theo glanced at the dashboard and suddenly widened his eyes in horror. The fuel gauge was pointing at “Empty”.
“Liam! You need to get off the freeway! Now!” he shouted. “The gas is not going to hold up with your IED fantasy adventure!”
Liam’s hands were still locked on the steering wheel, foot pressing down on the throttle. There was no hint of slowing down.
“Liam! Are you listening? We’re out of gas!”
The tires screeched with a disturbingly loud noise. Theo was abruptly jolted toward the middle of the truck, which was now aiming at the EXIT sign crossing three lanes at a time. The truck didn’t stop at the stoplights and turned right into the cross street. Which was red by the way. It swerved along the street for an additional three minutes and was finally parked at a Chevron.
Theo jumped out of the truck without hesitation, rushed to the driver’s side, and yanked the door open.
“Alright. Get out.” Theo said firmly.
Liam sat still in his seat, not moving a single muscle. Theo swore he could see his full body sink five inches into the seat, as if it were made of slime.
“Liam,” Theo said again. “You need to tell me what’s wrong with you, or you’ll have to get out of my truck.”
“So if I tell you what’s wrong, I can stay in your truck?” Liam said quietly, still staring straight ahead.
“Oh God...” Theo rolled his eyes, unable to believe what he had just heard.
They stood/sat in silence for a few minutes, neither of them willing to break this stupid contest. Finally, Theo gave in.
“Alright, fine.” He said. “If you just tell me what happened, I’ll let you stay inside my truck.”
Liam still didn’t say anything, nor did he break his statue impersonation.
“...And I’ll fill up the gas, then get us some food.”
Hearing that, Liam finally raised his head, gazing tentatively at Theo. His eyes sparkled in the dark, like two stars shining in the late summer night, or two stray sparks drifting above a fireplace. Blazing, yet ice-cold. Theo shivered, then he saw a streak of reflection beneath one of Liam’s eyes, painting a line of sorrow.
“Liam, are you-” Theo gasped, but quickly returned to his normal nonchalant tone. “Are you crying?”
Still, nothing came from inside the truck. Just as Theo was about to implode from the silent treatment, Liam spoke.
“Promise me.”
“What?”
“Promise me you won’t tell anyone.”
“As if I have anyone to talk to.” Theo scoffed. “Your pack barely talked to me after the war.”
“Just promise me, will you?” Liam whispered, lowering his head to stare at the concrete.
Pausing for a moment, Theo facepalmed and sighed. “Okay, I promise I won’t tell anyone. So could you please tell me what’s wrong?”
The little werewolf raised his head again, but instead of just staring at the older boy, he flashed his eyes, shooting two fierce beams of light into the chimera’s confusion.
They were blue.
Blue as the ocean, beautiful yet dreadful. Blue as the flame at the tip of a torch, hypnotizing yet treacherous. Blue as death.
Theo’s eyes widened in shock.
“Liam, what the hell happened to your eyes?”
you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.
Always bear in mind that there is absolutely no legitimate evidence that Luigi was actually the one who killed the insurance company guy.
Of course he wasn't. He was at a party with me that day.
No but like literally, actually. All bits aside.
He didn't do it.
The cops very clearly planted evidence on him because they had to make an arrest because all eyes were on them and whoever actually did the deed was making them look stupid.
Why would the real killer hero have kept the weapon on his person and traveled two states over while carrying it and a manifesto in his bag, conveniently turning the crime into a federal matter? The same guy whose bag they found in a park, filled with monopoly money? Why did the police turn off their bodycams, take Luigi's stuff, drive a block away, turn their bodycams back on, go back into the restaurant, and then arrest him?
From the moment of his arrest, even left-of-center media has been presuming his guilt without examining anything (e.g. calling him "the killer" instead of "alleged" or "accused") and then when I say he didn't do it, the nearest person chimes in with some quip that tells me they think he did do it but should go free anyway. Don't get me wrong, I would have the same attitude if he had done it. But he didn't. It makes me feel like the only sane person in the world, even among my staunchly leftist friends.
theo laughs more around liam. not big laughs. just those quiet, surprised ones he doesn’t mean to let out.
no one but liam gets to hear it and liam loves that he can make theo laugh.
HELP FIC LOCATING PLS
I’m trying to find I fic, but all I remember from it is that it was primarily in Theo Raeken’s POV and there was a scene of him reading the Dread Doctor’s book by Valack or something but he was reading slowly because he primarily spoke and read french with the Dreads, so his english reading speed was slower. Does anyone know what this is?
when liam first places his hand on theo's waist, theo feels instantly a bit light headed. liam's hand splayed on him, even over his shirt, makes the spot feel so warm. it's just liam holding him. nothing crazy, but theo swears he never wants liam to let go. he can't imagine how it would feel skin-on-skin. or both of liam's hands on each hip. holding him.
Why is this slow burn suddenly burning hot when I'm trynna sneak sentences while at work?
Theo gets grey hair early and Liam is feral about it. Post.
LISTEN LISTEN
it's not about the age gap, I sweaaaarr! I just think as a chimera being long term with a werewolf he'd age a smidge faster, that's all.
I also just like the idea of Liam being crazy about such mundane things about Theo that he just doesn't get.
Liam's parents were so worried about a road rager they created a nervous driver who absolutely LOATHES being behind the wheel
Theo gets grey hair early and Liam is feral about it. Post.
