Dudes you can ship what you want but you can’t deny that JD and Veronica’s relationship was in no way healthy, Our Love Is God is not a romantic song like at all and I am personally gonna blow up the school of the next person who says they need a boy like JD so maybe they’ll finally understand that he ain’t a good boyfriend!!!!!!!
(Alright, here it is. The unedited, unfinished mer!Stiles fic. Warnings include: assholes, angst, violence, people being specist, and references to canon deaths.)
Their journey begins with the usual amount of pomp and ceremony expected for a trade ship.
It’s the Triskelion’s forty second voyage from the colder, northern channels of Bæyan to the warm waters of Coca-Machu, and the crew means to make it a good one. Nothing too dangerous—they’re going to actually try trading this time—and everything will go smoothly. Even the weather has been fair to them since they left Port Duke with the morning tide. Many of the crew had waved goodbye to the few friends they’d made over the years, and perhaps a few enemies too. Others were more than glad to leave the port as quickly as they did.
And now, a word from our sponsors.
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Talking points go here.
* Something about coffee
* Something about the bright start of a hypothetical day
* Something about secret boxes locked in secret soundproof rooms
Maybe make it a song. Look into that.
Then, slogan goes here.
Copy and paste slogan again here.
Also, just reminding the future me that comes back to rewrite this that I need to grab some milk. I think the one in the office fridge is starting to turn.
As long as I’m reminding myself things, I’m a good person, worthy of love – both from myself and others. And writing press releases and ads like this is just the start of a great writing career.
You have a novel in you, kid! You have a novel in you!
This has been a word from our sponsors.
When bitty and jack come out to Shitty he takes it super well and proceeds to throw a party in their honor (even if the other guests don’t know it).
Anyways, everyone is properly scwasted and Shitty gets Bitty alone and stage whispers “Jack and I have something that you will never be able to replace”
Bitty just nods and says “I’m not replacing anything. I love what you and Jack have”. And Shitty just shakes his head and slurs out 12 “no”s one after the other.
“nah not that. I’m super secure in that. But there’s one thing that he’s done with me that he will never do with you”
Okay so this peaks Bitty’s interest. He motions for Shitty to continue his thought.
“Jack Zimmerman, totally wrecked and belting Celine Dion on a karaoke machine”
“No fucking way”
“It’s the TRUTH. He wasn’t even looking at the words! He knew them all”
“If you say that to a field it’ll be fertilized”
After five minutes of Bitty screaming Bullshit and Shitty saying “nah man” Jack finally returns to them from wherever he was as confirms that, yes, he did sing Celine Dion’s “it’s all coming back to me now” in his first year. and that, no, he don’t think he’d do it again.
Shitty and Bitty both exchanged a look, and then decided to spend the rest of the night to get Jack to sing at all. No such luck. But it doesn’t stop there. They keep trying whenever they are able to all meet up. It’s always like “hey Jack do you wanna sing along to some tunes in the car?” or “hey this bar has good drinks and…wow there’s a karaoke machine that sounds fun doesn’t it???”
So when the newest video on Falconer’s TV is a karaoke competition between Jack and Tater, and Jack (the competitive lil shit) is going all at it is uploaded. Shitty and Bitty both text him like crazy.
“ET TU JACK” “I THOUGHT YOU WERE WAITING FOR SOMEONE SPECIAL” “WHAT DOES TATER HAVE THAT I DOn’T HAVE??” “Jack Laurent Zimmermann what the hell were you thinking”
sooooooooooo i had a date last night and it was lovely and the guy like, actively asked me about one direction a few times without being a dick which almost everyone (all the guys) who has come in my room has done!
slowly accepting the mortality of everything
over my morning cup of tea.
there is a boy until there isn’t.
and there isn’t,
last night i had a dream
that felt so much like you.
this is to say, i was afraid.
this is to say, it hurt.
this city has your name plastered
all over its walls
and that will take some time
getting used to.
in these dreams, you finally unravel before me.
you tell me:
“the thing i loved most about Boy Scouts
were the knots. how we learned to create
how i could keep everything in its place.
how i could hold anything together.”
i finally tell you:
“our sun signs aren’t the most compatible.”
neither of us ever care about this.
you go on and say “once, i got a badge
after saving a baby bird. i fixed its wing”
and i say,
“i have never wanted to be saved to begin with.”
in this one, you tell me everything.
you look me in the eye and say:
“hurt people hurt people
sometimes it hurts too much.” you say,
sometimes i look at you
and wonder if i ever really wanted this,” or
“baby, you make me so weary. there is no space left
in you that looks familiar anymore,” or
“honey, you’re something
i don’t know if i can handle.
something i am afraid to leave.”
and though i have already said these things to myself, in this dream
i do not know how to keep quiet. there is a truth
inside my mouth screaming
I AM FINALLY OKAY WITH NOT BEING OKAY
I JUST WISH IT DIDN’T HURT SO MUCH.
in this universe,
of boy scouts. say the bird flew too close to a fire,
said its wings were always broken, said you always wanted to fix
so you took some string,
crossed my heart,
and i hoped to die.
in this dream, you tell me
“sometimes i touch you and get burned
and i am already all out of rope.
there is no more saving left in me.
there is no more water left in these bones.”
and you finally believe me when i tell you:
i wasn’t thirsty anyway.”
as much as I hate how straight that mv was,i’m much more concerned about the kiss scenes especially Solar’s,like that’s some awful disturbing shit we got here ?????? he fucking forced himself on her ?????