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I'm doing the thing. I'm leaving this blog alone, but I'll be posting from now on at @drunktuesdays
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gone fishing
I'm doing the thing. I'm leaving this blog alone, but I'll be posting from now on at @drunktuesdays
Drunk tumbling is the best tumbling
lactation kink be like
fic writer: sir, we have some information about the werewolves
me: do the boy ones have titties?
fic writer: what?!
me: DO THE BOY WEREWOLVES HAVE TITTIES?
I'm so sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for that one fic where Stiles and Derek are knotting and Stiles pulls out games/puzzles/something like that? I tried various searches but couldn't find it ;u;
State of the Union by drunktuesdays (E, 2k) drunktuesdays: what am I going to NAME it? drlense: "Knot’s Entertainment?" drlense: "Knot’s Landing?" drlense: "Short attention span but a really stretched out Anus?" drlense: "My boyfriend does Knot pay attention?"
drunktuesdaze reblogged your post honestly is Flesh Me even necessary an... and added:
Honestly can’t believe you didn’t immediately make yourself very old, Rave.
WAIT IS THAT WHAT THE STOPWATCH IS??? BAXTER YOU KNOW I DON’T SPEAK CHINESE. Hang on.
hANG on
I would like to take this opportunity to formally announce that you are all fucking filthy enablers, yes, you, I am looking directly at you. Last week, I casually scrolled through my dash and said things like, “Where did this Raven Cycle come from? What’s a Gansey?” And last night, I stopped at the library at 8PM—eight PM, people—to pick up the second and third books, since I’d torn through half of the first one during my train ride and needed to be prepared to continue as soon as I finished it, instead of preparing for the three interviews I had to conduct this morning.
Filthy. Fucking. Enablers.
me, currently, if i did nothing and stayed at home:
me, actually in the near future:
drunktuesdaze I AM BRAVING THE COLDS OF YOUR WINTRY REALM JUST FOR YOU
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Derek, for his part, is desperately in love with Baron Stilinski’s son, looks for him in every crowd, shows up to events he couldn’t care less about just for the chance to dance Stiles out to the garden, breathless with the liberties Stiles takes with him. He covers his awkwardness by being an asshole, which has frightened off scores of other would-be suitors, but Stiles seems to like it, gives it to him right back before sticking his hand down Derek’s trousers.