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Apparently we're just really really good at making brownie waffles ✌️💜✨
horribibble replied to your photo “So this is a thing that’s happening.”
The fighting sequences were surprisingly hard for me, I was pretty impressed
I wasn't expecting too much out of it, but I'm actually really enjoying it. Obviously not the best game ever, but it holds a considerably good standard for a game that was based off of a cartoon series. Also, more story!
fic: Honeymooning
Title: Honeymooning Author: Horribibble Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 2356 Warnings: N/A Summary: In which Stiles Stilinski and Isaac Lahey have somehow managed to get married, and Isaac gives Stiles a very good reason to stay that way.
They watch each other from opposite sides of the Ultimate Lovebirds Special, a meal chock full of protein and other dietary goodies vital to people preoccupied with fucking like bunnies, which, apparently, they were last night.
He must have eaten a shitload of oysters to be this sore.
Joking aside, Stiles isn’t really sure what to do with the way Isaac is looking at him. Usually, the guy spends a pretty decent amount of time pointedly not looking at him.
Then again, the average day-in-the-life doesn’t see him waking up as Stiles Stilahey or whatever the hell his name is now.
So there they are, the deep, soulful eyes that usually make Stiles feel both vaguely threatened and inexplicably sleepy, focused on him. Broadcasting something that feels a lot like please don’t leave me, I’ll be good.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/865989