so @pale-silver-comb asked me to do something with this post and i tried for the five minute challenge but i couldn’t write all of it there so here it is!
Laura is the oldest out of the kids in her household, so it’s safe to say that , growing up helping the adults with the little ones, she’s pretty good at taking care of them
That’s why she does this during summers. Babysitting for random families in Beacon Hills who upon hearing the Hale name don’t even think twice before hiring her.
The Hales protect Beacon Hills and its inhabitants, it’s like the worst kept secret of this town.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Stiles asks, sticking his tongue out and agressively coloring the spiderman lineart she gave him earlier.
Out of all the kids she babysits, Stiles might be her favorite.
“No, I have a girlfriend.”
Stiles looks up at her, confused. “Like a friend that’s a girl?”
Laura snorts and shakes her head.
“No. Like a boyfriend but she’s a girl. We still go on dates and do boyfriend stuff though.”
The only reason she’s telling him this is because she knows how liberal and accepting the Stilinskis are. She’d have to be way more careful with some of her other kids.
“So cool,” Stiles gushes and looks over at where Laura’s little brother is working on his summer homework like the dork he is.
Dylan O’Brien for Teen Vogue
Stiles doesn’t set out to deceive anyone, but hunger and desperation have a way of smoothing the path. He tells himself he’s keeping the advertisement because it’s amusing, and he has precious little to make him smile now that it’s been eight months since his father left Philadelphia on the trail of an escaped convict, with no letters for the last six months, and money fast running out.
He’s examining the newspaper for job advertisements when he sees it on the facing page: a wry, single line: Bachelor farmer desirous of avoiding own cooking seeks helpmeet, with a name–D. Hale–and a post office box number. Stiles never plans to answer it; he knows full well that an advertisement posted in the Matrimonial News is meant for women, but then—this particular advertisement didn’t specify, did it?
people who are super cute and dorky but also secretly kinky as fuck are very important
fluffy reunion fic for Scout
“Perhaps the deepest reason why we are afraid of death is because we do not know who we are. We believe in a personal, unique, and separate identity — but if we dare to examine it, we find that this identity depends entirely on an endless collection of things to prop it up: our name, our “biography,” our partners, family, home, job, friends, credit cards… It is on their fragile and transient support that we rely for our security. So when they are all taken away, will we have any idea of who we really are? Without our familiar props, we are faced with just ourselves, a person we do not know, an unnerving stranger with whom we have been living all the time but we never really wanted to meet. Isn’t that why we have tried to fill every moment of time with noise and activity, however boring or trivial, to ensure that we are never left in silence with this stranger on our own?”
— The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
cr3v:
“we find a way to connect with the passion within each of us, we’ll quickly find that our dominant emotions become hope and excitement – we’re deeply motivated to achieve an increasing impact in the domain defined by our passion. Fear recedes in the face of the opportunity to make more of a difference in an area that’s meaningful to us.”
— Mindset and Heartset (via gerdfeed)
My therapist told me something meaningful yesterday, she said “It’s important to remember that when you’re depressed you have to nurse yourself and be extra gentile towards yourself. Just like an athlete wouldn’t break an ankle then force themselves to run that ankle. They rest as it heals and do not think “I am a failed athelete” they think, “right now something isn’t working so i’ll take care of myself until it does.“
Just like a broken bone, depression can change the way your daily life plays out, and pushing yourself too hard and getting frustrated when you don’t feel better is just like trying to run on that broken ankle and getting frustrated when it doesn’t heal.
Read this. Then read it again. And then save it and read it over and over when you are depressed.
A powerful analogy, doubly so because it reinforces
the physiological nature of depression as an illness.
Let your plans be dark and as impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.
Hey hello there. So im obsessed with hairy Derek but I can’t find what I want. So I’m asking for your help. Do you know any fics where Derek thinks stiles is disgusted by him cause he’s hairy and is super self conscious about it but turns out that stiles really loves hairy derek. Or just some good hairy Derek fics. Thanks a lot you’re the best
Hey!
I swear I just read something recently but can’t for the life of me find it.
Have you read this one?
LadyDrace | 2.4K
Derek takes his car to a charity car wash. He didn’t realize the wash came with a side of sexual frustration and pining.
“People meet her and don’t know what to do with themselves but, she doesn’t know how fucking cool she is. Or what she means to the rest of the world.” Zoë Kravitz about her mother, Lisa Bonet.
Zoë and Lisa are both featured in new Calvin Klein’s campaign, Life in the now.
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