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[gra-sonas]

For @wolfflock who asked “so guys, who is gonna GIF the chest hair for me??? the cheeky breeze opening his shirt collar... A+ performance in that supporting role!”

[luulapants]

Boring one, but came up today. Oxford comma. How does it work? What's its role? Why Oxford? When to use? W H Y 💀💜

Basically, the Oxford comma is a comma placed before the conjunction (and/or) in a list of three or more items. It’s called an ‘Oxford’ comma because it's a convention used by the Oxford University Press, but it’s also known as the ‘Harvard comma’ (for similar reasons) and the serial comma.

In the example, “I grow tomatoes, basil, and peppers,” that second comma is the Oxford comma.

It’s not that you’re meant to use it in some places and not in others but that different style manuals argue for or against its use. General guidance is to just be internally consistent - use it or don’t, but don’t use it in some places and not in others.

The argument against is that it’s redundant, because the conjunction already serves that purpose for the last item. If we change our example to, “I grow tomatoes, basil and peppers,” the conjunction separates the last two items and makes sure we don’t think there’s some strange plant called a ‘basil pepper.’

The argument for is that commas are also used to separate an item from clarifying information about that item, such as, “I have two dogs, Fido and Mopsy.”

This can lead to some pretty embarrassing misunderstandings. If you went on a vacation with your friend Veronica, your wife, and your mom, you might accidentally say, “I went with Veronica, my wife and mom,” which makes it look like Veronica is both your wife and your mother when, in fact, she is neither.

[christinesficrecs]

Hi! Can you rec some angsty fics where Stiles (out of guilt post-Nogitsune or insecurities etc) starts becoming more and more distant, not talking to pack, and people don't notice it, which kinda breaks his heart that no one cares? Could be Sterek with a happy ending, or just plain old angst. Thank you so much! 💕

Well, there are these ones. 

@jmeelee Of course you can!!! Anytime you want. 💜

Roses in a Concrete Garden by Jmeelee | 2.5K | Mature

To an outsider, Stiles’ rampant ramblings and Derek’s severe allergy to words would render them incompatible, but Stiles’ smile is so bright it could sustain an entire garden, and Derek knows they’re finally speaking the same language.

Start Small, Like Oak Trees by SmallBirds | 24.2K | Mature

The months following Allison's death have passed Stiles by in a haze of monotony. He sleepwalks through days that seem to lose their color, an unwilling passenger in a body he no longer trusts. Eventually, he thinks, he'll just fade away. He isn't sure anyone would notice. 

If You’re Going Through Hell (Keep Going) | 48.5K

Stiles thought everything leading up to Allison’s death was hell, but he was wrong. Spending senior year dealing with the pack’s dismissal of him while secretly training to be Deaton’s replacement was hell. Feeling guilty and hating himself for what the Nogitsune did was hell. Being in love with someone who would never love him back was hell. Well, if you’re going through hell, keep going.

Noticed by forestofbabel | 35.1K

Stiles left on a Tuesday. Nobody Noticed.

And miles to go before I sleep by Heart_Of_Steel_And_Fandoms | 113.5K | Explicit

Stiles leaves Beacon Hills at the end of Sophomore year. He's been abandoned by the pack, scarred by the hunters, and carries the equivalent of a volcano of magic inside him. Needless to say, his life sucks. But when Stiles comes back to Beacon Hills, over a year later and with a new persona, he isn't the same powerless human the pack remembers. And when demons threaten Beacon Hills, he proves to everyone that sarcasm isn't his only defence.

Disappeared by jamesm97 | 48K | Mature

Stiles left the pack as he went to college running away when they all betrayed him he threw himself into his premed bachelors degree finishing the four year course in three years as he worked over the summer, he completed his four years in medical school getting a medical degree and the happiest day of his life was flipped upside down when he sees the pack in the audience smiling up at him like they hadn't broke his heart.

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stiles is pushed out of the pack | post nogitsune stiles 

[fairydustedtheory]

Sterek headcannon: after Kate shot Derek and Stiles almost had to chop his arm off, they exchange phone numbers. Derek talks in two-word sentences, Stiles just stares and gapes because he just got the number of a guy accused of murder, and he knows his dad would hate this

The burned wolfsbane stench still present in the air. It almost stings Stiles’ eyes.

Stiles still does it, he decides to ask for Derek’s number before they part ways. Scott glowers on the side.

Stiles is adamant, “It’s for important werewolf business!”

Derek sighs, he almost had to chop off his arm today and just wants to go home. Home being the burned shell of the house he used to live in. Yeah... not great but Derek just wants to be left alone so it works.

He grabs the teenager’s cellphone out of his hands and starts typing his number.

“Don’t text me. Unless it’s a matter of life or death. If you text me after midnight and no one is dying, I will rip your throat out. With my teeth.”

“Dude you already used that one on me. It got my heart pumping the first time but after the initial shock, it sorta loses its edge.” Stiles rolls his eyes.

Derek sighs again but doesn’t say another word.

*+*+*

That same exact night. 2am. Derek’s phone buzzes.

“Do werewolves have knots?”

“Listen, I’m doing some important research and I am on this website right now. Lemme tell you!”

Derek wishes Stiles wouldn’t tell him, but the three little dots dancing on the screen tell a different story.

“I’ve seen things.” is the text that finally comes after a couple of minutes.

Derek has half a mind to go and rip Stiles’ throat out right this second. It’s two in the morning and the kid is asking about knots. What the hell.

Instead of making an impromptu visit, he decides to sneakily tip the sheriff about his son’s whereabouts in the night.

That will teach him.

Better Stiles be grounded and safe than running around every night when there’s a killer on the loose.

(@dearericbittle and I got inspired by this headcanon)

[jeffsy75]

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I rarely get these so you have made my day - thank u Lucy 💕.

1. My kids, hubby & puppy

2. Fan fiction. A good fic always makes my day better

3. A good song. My fav is A-ha's Take On Me

4. A nice hot chocolate on a cold day

5. 9-1-1 & 9-1-1 Lone Star (can't wait for the new seasons)

[luulapants]

Chris x Jordan, 34 👀💕

Oh, I have some improper thoughts about these two as well, so here's your smut!!

The bells of St. Benedict’s cathedral chimed eleven o’clock before Chris finally spotted Jordan descending the front steps, his broad shoulders testing the seams of his white dress shirt. He had his jacket slung over one shoulder, two fingers in the knot of his tie to loosen it before he even hit the sidewalk.

Chris stood and walked over to him, a coffee outstretched in offering. “Sorry, it’s kind of cold. Service got out a while ago – I was starting to think you ducked out early.”

Jordan smirked. “You could have come in to check.”

Wrinkling his nose, Chris looked up at the building. “Pass.”

Laughing, Jordan took a sip of his coffee, no complaints about the temperature. “I stayed late for confession,” he explained as they started down the sidewalk toward Chris’s car.

“Ah.” He would never make fun of Jordan for believing, even though Chris personally found it absurd in the face of everything they’d seen. He suspected it was more of a personal comfort thing, anyway. “Lots of dirty misdeeds to confess, I’m sure.” He bumped his shoulder against Jordan’s as they walked.

“I do my fair share.”

“Cussing?” Chris asked, feigning scandal.

Jordan glared at him like he wanted to say ‘fuck you’ but didn’t want to lose his absolution so soon after getting it.

“Lord’s name in vain?” he suggested next.

That got him a sigh and an eye roll.

Chris leaned closer as they stopped by his SUV and, in a low voice, asked, “You’re not having improper thoughts about me, are you?”

Jordan laughed quietly and said between gritted teeth, “All of my thoughts about you are improper.”

Read the rest on AO3

[luulapants]

I like Charrish because I sounds like "cherish" and that's what these two do when together 🥺

YOU ARE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT

[luulapants]

My WIP word guess is wolf. 🐺😏

Didn’t take long to find that one! From my Top Dogs Peter character study I’ll be posting Sunday:

“That was why the fire alarms never went off – they were hard wired into the house, a custom system that wouldn’t overwhelm wolf senses when they sounded.”

Send me a word - if it’s in one of my WIPs, I’ll post the sentence it’s in.