I wish you would write a fic about Scott getting werewolf drunk with Derek and accidentally letting it slip that Stiles is on love with Derek. (In honor of your drinking) ;)
“Scott, I’m going to kill you!”
The door of his apartment banged open and for the first time in years, Scott jumped in shock. His coffee mug hit the kitchen tile and shattered, piping hot coffee splashed over his bare feet, and he suddenly remembered Stiles saying at some point that he was learning how to mask his presence from werewolves.
Apparently he mastered that particular skill.
And how to magically and silently open a deadbolt.
Normally Scott would pick up Stiles’ familiar heartbeat two floors down, and his jeep while it was still a ways down the road, but this time, there had been nothing. No heartbeat, no jeep, not even footsteps in the hallway—until suddenly there was everything. Elevated heart rate, clouds of anger wafting through the apartment, Stiles stomping closer, furious for some reason, and Scott could do nothing to prepare himself because for the first time in his life, he was hungover.
He was dying, because just the night before, he discovered in the stupidest way possible that yes, werewolves could get drunk with the right tools and a little determination. And the right tool was some crazy strong alcohol Stiles brought back from Poland last year that could punch straight through even an alpha werewolf’s metabolism. And what did he do with that discovery?
Like a college freshman away from home for the first time, buckling under immense peer pressure.
He was hungover, he was dying, and he was an idiot.
An idiot who Stiles was apparently about to murder, judging by his murderous expression when he turned the corner and locked his wild, murderous gaze on Scott. His hair was tugged up in every direction, he’d probably slept in that loose and stretched shirt, and he had the manic energy of a man who’d been roaming the streets looking for vengeance.
It had been years since Scott last felt any kind of inkling of fear towards his best friend, but right then, standing in his underwear in a puddle of hot coffee, feeling nauseous and fuzzy and somehow bloated—he was horribly aware of the mountain ash that Stiles always had on him. It was the emissary’s favorite threat towards werewolves who pissed him off, and while he rarely ever followed through with it, that murderous face promised no empty threats. Just revenge.
Scott stepped out of the puddle of hot coffee. That was really all he could do to improve the situation.
“You told him,” Stiles accused, eyes narrowed with rage as he stalked closer. “You actually told him, I can’t believe you would tell him!”
“Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.”
“I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.”
“She looked away. Her attitude seemed to suggest that she had finished with him, and would be obliged if somebody would come and sweep him up.”
“Marriage is not a process for prolonging the life of love, sir. It merely mummifies its corpse.”
“The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.”
“A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life’s gas-pipe with a lighted candle.”
“Everything in life that’s any fun, as somebody wisely observed, is either immoral, illegal or fattening.”
“As for Gussie Fink-Nottle, many an experienced undertaker would have been deceived by his appearance and started embalming on sight.”
“This is a bit steep, Jeeves!” “Approaching the perpendicular, sir.”
“Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoy’s Russian peasants when, after putting in a heavy day’s work strangling his father, beating his wife, and dropping the baby into the city’s reservoir, he turns to the cupboards, only to find the vodka bottle empty.”
“I’m not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it’s Shakespeare who says that it’s always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.”
“There is enough sadness in life without having fellows like Gussie Fink-Nottke going about in sea boots.”
“A slight throbbing about the temples told me that this discussion had reached saturation point.”
“At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the later seventies.”
“This was not Aunt Dahlia, my good and kindly aunt, but my Aunt Agatha, the one who chews broken bottles and kills rats with her teeth.”
“Like so many cows, it lacked sustained dramatic interest.”
“It was one of those cases where you approve the broad, general principle of an idea but can’t help being in a bit of a twitter at the prospect of putting it into practical effect. I explained this to Jeeves, and he said much the same thing had bothered Hamlet.”
“He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.”
“Out on the course each morning you could see the representatives of every nightmare style that was ever invented. There was the man who seemed to be attempting to deceive his ball and lull it into a false security by looking away from it and then making a lightning slash in the apparent hope of catching it off its guard. There was the man who wielded his mid-iron like one killing snakes. There was the man who addressed his ball as if he were stroking a cat, the man who drove as if he were cracking a whip, the man who brooded over each shot like one whose heart is bowed down by bad news from home, and the man who scooped with his mashie as if he were ladling soup.”
“He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more.”
“What ho!” I said. “What ho!” said Motty. “What ho! What ho!” “What ho! What ho! What ho!” After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation.
“She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say ‘when’.”
“I always advise people never to give advice.”
“If there is one thing I dislike, it is the man who tries to air his grievances when I wish to air mine.”
“It was one of those parties where you cough twice before you speak and then decide not to say it after all.”
“I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don’t know what I did before that. Just loafed, I suppose.”
“If he had a mind, there was something on it.”
“The voice of Love seemed to call to me, but it was a wrong number.”
“Jeeves lugged my purple socks out of the drawer as if he were a vegetarian fishing a caterpillar out of his salad.”
“The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.”
“He resembled a minor prophet who had been hit behind the ear with a stuffed eel-skin.”
“I don’t suppose she would recognize a deep, beautiful thought if you handed it to her on a skewer with tartare sauce.”
“Before my eyes he wilted like a wet sock.”
“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself 'Do trousers matter?’ ” “The mood will pass, sir.”
“I have no doubt that you could have flung bricks by the hour in England’s most densely populated districts without endangering the safety of a single girl capable of becoming Mrs. Augustus Fink-Nottle without an anaesthetic.”
“It was a confusion of ideas between him and one of the lions he was hunting in Kenya that had caused A. B. Spottsworth to make the obituary column. He thought the lion was dead, and the lion thought it wasn’t.”
-Thanks to a serendipitous vendor incident, we temporarily have the ability to hand out glowsticks to children coming through our lanes. Stickers will always be my passion, but my gift-giving game has been taken to a whole new level.
-On this Easter Eve, as final preparations are made for the oncoming battle royale between Easter the Bunny and Jesus the Christ, my store is trapped in an unending state of mayhem. My soul solace comes from the scores of sweet and pure children coming through my lane. These are the friendships that will last a lifetime.
-Each time that I am asked, I tell guests that I am doing well. This is because I have learned not to speak what’s on my mind while on the job. Were I to do so, guests would be met with an onslaught of *NSYNC lyrics whenever I open my mouth.
-The sweetest four year-old girl, waving two glowsticks in the air, wished me a happy Easter on her way out without any prompting from her parents. This bold act of kindness will guarantee that I not only have a happy Easter, but a happy eternity from this moment on.
-An elderly couple came through with a cart half the size of a normal one. I do not know where they got it from, but it did not belong to us. They did not seem to realize. At the least, they did not seem to care.
-Today I have been able to get back into the spirit and pursue my true calling in life. I taught at least half a dozen infants and toddlers how to stick their tongues out and the immense comedic value within. There is no doubt in my mind that this is the most crucial goal I could have spent my shift pursuing.
Neptune in Fire signs The generations of Neptune in a Fire sign (Aries, Leo and Sagittarius) have proven that you must act on the change you want to see and nothing is simple to achieve. Usually, the generations of Neptune in Fire signs experience wars or any other form of battle during their teen or adult years that impact the world heavily. They could aspire to live in a world thats free of violence and where they are free to roam around, create and do as they please. A world with no rules.
Neptune in Aries American Civil War & First Transcontinental Railroad Neptune in Leo World War II & Golden Age of Hollywood Neptune in Sagittarius Gulf War & Chernobyl Disaster
Neptune in Earth signs The generations of Neptune in an Earth sign (Taurus, Virgo and Capricorn) have proven that you never know the worth of something until its gone. These generations tend to go through tough situations concerning money, work and power. Through this, they aspire to make things right and may want to live in a financially stable world with an abundance of resources, but also believe its out of reach. They want nothing but to live in a safe, stable and secure world.
Neptune in Taurus World War I & The Panama Canal Neptune in Virgo Cold War & The First Computer Neptune in Capricorn Great Recession & The War on Terror
Neptune in Air signs The generations of Neptune in an Air sign (Gemini, Libra and Aquarius) have shown that no rule or law in the land can restrict you from expressing yourself. Usually, they grow up witnessing or taking part in radical social movements that obviously go against traditional values/beliefs and social norms. The generation of Neptune in Air signs wish for nothing but peace and acceptance for all. In a world free to express themselves with nothing holding them back.
Neptune in Gemini The Roaring Twenties & The Women’s Rights Movement Neptune in Libra Civil Rights Movement & Space Race Neptune in Aquarius LGBTQ Rights & Black Lives Matter Movement
Neptune in Water signs The generations of Neptune in a Water sign (Cancer, Scorpio and Pisces) have proven that in times of crisis you hold your loved ones close and break down barriers together. Usually, these generations show us how to dig deeper within ourselves, to do some self-discovery and transformation. They wish to find a home within themselves if they cannot build a secure relationship with their loved ones and also to feel comfortable in their own skin.
Neptune in Cancer The Great Depression & The Dust Bowl Neptune in Scorpio Sexual Revolution & The Fall of the Berlin Wall Neptune in Pisces N/A
Important Notice Upon research and analysis, during the young teenage-young adult years is when the generation of Neptune starts to really awaken. Since Neptune is known to cause delusion, it is extremely possible that the generation of Neptune was not aware of what was happening around them at such an early age. It isn’t until they start to get older that they see all these unfair or unjust things happening around them that they start to take part in it or be sucked into it. The generation awakens. Uranus is the generation fighting and rebelling for the change they want to see. It is the generation of Neptune that just craves peace in the end.
Warnings: it’s Loki the god of Mischief. You bet your sexy ass it’ll be the most NSFW of all of them
@dark-night-sky-99 requested: Hey!! I love your writing, and absolutely love how you take conscious of us curvy girls, not many care so thank you!!, I was recently reading your Curvy hips and pretty lips series and I know it’s closed but I was wondering if you could do something similar with Loki since he’s my favorite character and I’ve never read about him and a curvy reader before.
A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged HERE. Comments appreciated and welcomed. This is the first time I write for Loki so be kind :)