Hey tumblr, so I’ve been super quiet, but that’s mostly because I moved and don’t actually have internet yet (and also because football practice is basically all the time), and I don’t have internet yet because I’m leaving the country on Friday for Russia, because this is the best possible time to head over to that part of the world on a business trip.
Anyway, I’ll be gone until May, but good news, I’m supposed to have finished a fic by then and ileliberte is going to post it when she finishes the art I based it off of (so probably June, because she is infinitely distractable) (also it’s more TW but not a cat fic sequel but it is about the infinitely hilarious suffering of Derek, so I figure that’s cool too??)
But yes. Free trip to Russia, which is awesome exciting and also nerve-wracking, but my friend’s unit is the one that’s on standby to extract noncombatants in case everything goes to shit, so she said she’d come get me :)
Teen Wolf Fic: Scott McCall's Field Guide to Felinology
Pairing: Sciles (featuring cameos by most of the cast)
Rating: T Warnings: None Word count: 19,100 Featuring art by ileliberte
Usually a problem in Beacon Hills can be tracked back to werewolves at some point. Scott would like to categorically deny any responsibility for the latest mess, but the only person who understands the words coming out of his mouth is Stiles, and making a big speech isn’t really worth it when it’s all going to be lost in translation.
Still, though. Not their fault.
(aka the one where Scott get turned into a cat and it’s not a big issue until it really, really is)
Hdu, every line in this is golden. “Let us kiss with tongue” is totally filched from an Eddie Izzard stand up thing, but really, this is amazing writing. “Shut it, Miguel” is truly a masterpiece of a riposte. Do not disparage my talent, minion >:(
You’re right, of course. If it weren’t for the jarring increase in quality it would involve, I’d just copy-paste those lines straight into the word doc and call it quits.
imagine a glee ~noir~ AU set in a analogous season four where detective Santana has just had a heartbreaking breakup with her ballerina best gal, Brittany, so she throws herself into her work alongside her assistant Kurt (he insists that they’re partners, but she knows the real score), who has also just had a nasty breakup and things are rough but still okay until one night Brittany shows up out of the blue, saying that she needs their help and along with their budding actress roommate Rachel they have an extremely awkward time infiltrating parties and pretending to know how to dance.
ileliberte has just told me that she has a newfound love of benedict cumberbatch, and that the only thing she wishes she could yearn into existence is rpf with him and darren criss. i kind of feel like i need to find a different place to sleep tonight. and tomorrow.
Alert: if you leap out at ileliberte as she enters a room, she will call you a “juvenile little bastard”. I urge all people who may have the opportunity to leap out at her to do so, as it is hilarious.
Oh, and I forgot to say, ileliberte’s idea for dealing with an individual with work problems is marrying her in Canada and then taking her back to the States and making her a housewife, so probably no one should ever seek advice from her ever. Just saying.
Hello tumblr!!! I’m sorry I haven’t been around, but my schedule is pretty full between working somewhere between 40 and 50 hours a week at my proper job and another (oh jesus I just counted up an average week and I didn’t realize it was this bad) 25 hours at football, and it’s going to continue until mid-November, but I do have fic on the “go” (yay space explorer Kurt and Blaine, and the D&D fic has been creeping back into my head recently), and I will be back :)
So I read an article that mentioned how dogs trust humans to know what’s good to eat, and will mimic their eating habits if given a chance. I found this very interesting, but it’s starting to raise some concerns about what my younger brother’s been doing, since my dog’s favourite food is cat poop.
saw this, thought of you and the failpires:) afternoonbubbles*tumblr*com/post/61494069766 (though on second thought they do have eyes and would be able to see everything but their faces and since they're vampires they won't ever age so they do know what they look like, but whatever. i did see it and think of you and the failpires :D)
:D Oh man, I’m publishing this because when the whole mirrors thing came about (after the running for their lives thing, obviously, and I can’t recall if this part ever made it in the fic or not, whoops), Kurt and Blaine were really broken up about it and ended up doing each others hair for a while, except Blaine could never get Kurt’s to swoop just right, and Kurt didn’t have the heart to use enough gel to get Blaine his preferred look. The day they discovered that they still appeared on phone cameras (because no silver backing) was the day that Blaine’s hair was almost literally a helmet made of gel, and also the day that Kurt’s hair finally got taller than his head.
Today I was refereeing a kids football game and the announcer put on Adele during a break (because nothing is a football fight song like “Someone Like You” is a football fight song, apparently), and I told a kid on the losing team that if he sang along I’d give him a touchdown (please note that I would not have given him a touchdown) and he got all embarrassed and wouldn’t do it.
But then they started playing Don’t Stop Believing, which I thought was perhaps salt in the wound for a team losing 45-0, and he totally started mumbling the words, so basically I had a fifteen second duet with an eleven year old today and I’m not even sorry.