i like to kick puppies

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buck being all protective over alfonso and steve being… well, steve.

Alec sits down quietly, eyes fixed on his fingers as he keeps twisting them nervously in his lap. He’s worried about Jace, but he knows that pushing him would do no good so he stays back, tries to give him space. At least he knows that Jace is safe now, away from immediate harm. That’s something, definitely.

The soft sound of footsteps gets his attention and when he looks up, he smiles before he even realizes what his face is doing. “Thank you,” he says, quickly, to break the silence. “For taking him in.” He hadn’t known what to expect from Magnus when Jace appeared so suddenly, but Magnus had barely hesitated before promising Jace could stay.

“How could I not,” Magnus says, “throwing him out would’ve been like kicking a puppy.” He finishes with a grin, but despite playing it off as a joke there’s obviously more than just a hint of truth in the words. Fluidly he moves closer, taking the seat next to Alec. “You could stay too, for the night?”

Instantly a spike of nervousness shoots through Alec, but he tries to push it to the background to ignore it. “You know, about before…” he trails off at first, but then hastily tries to put his thoughts into words. “I really don’t care how many people you’ve been with. I’m just…” 

He pauses, and for a second considers just dropping the topic altogether. He’s not a quitter though, and with sheer stubbornness he pushes on. “I might be a little scared. Of not measuring up to all of them, you know?”

Magnus’ smile softens, and he reaches out to grab one of Alec’s hands in his own, to stop him from nervously twisting his fingers. He waits until Alec meets his eyes, and tries to put emphasis on his words to show just how much he means them. “You’re a lot more captivating than you give yourself credit for. I may have been with a lot of people, but trust me, a mere percent of them got to me like you do.”

There might be a slight blush coloring Alec’s cheeks, as much as he tries to will it away. A wave of relief washes through him nevertheless, and he still can’t believe how easily Magnus always finds just the right things to say, just the right little gestures, to make him feel better, more confident and comfortable. He’s so endlessly caring it leaves Alec a little breathless every single time.

Alec turns his hand, enjoying the way his palm fits against Magnus’, and how easily their fingers slot together. “That’s still, what, one hundred and seventy people. Not entirely reassuring.” He can’t help but smile, though, and amusement is evident in his voice, as well as relief. “Good to know I’m not the least interesting one, though.”

Magnus returns the smile, giving Alec’s hand a squeeze. “Never.”

anonymous asked:

Honestly, the fact that you're so up front about not liking books and that being okay is just. So great. Like. I personally fucking loathe Steinbeck, and I get judged so hard for it because it's "an American classic." And it's really nice to have someone be honest about the fact that liking ONE classic (or many classics) doesn't mean you're required to like ALL classics and just. Yeah. Thanks.

Dude, I personally also loathe Steinbeck. And you know what? Few things suck more than being made to think that not liking something makes you somehow deficient as a reader. It’s the same with music or movies: it’s all about taste. Tree of Life may have been a great fucking film, but I was literally so bored I fell asleep. Bob Dylan may have just won a Nobel Prize, but personally I don’t particularly like his music and whenever I admit that people act like I’ve just said I like to kick puppies. (Get over it. I think Radiohead and Coldplay are overrated, too.) Maybe it’s because I just have an independent streak as wide as the Sahara, but I think everybody should be able to like things and not like things without having to justify it every five minutes. You do you.

as teen wolf continues...

You know who I want to find out about Stiles?

Liam.

Liam Dunbar. 

Liam Dunbar, who wants to hang out with Stiles and Scott so badly, who eavesdrops on conversations that they try to keep him out of, who follows Stiles to his car and asks more questions, who believes Stiles (or at least is willing to follow Stiles into the woods to snoop on some kid he’s never met and has no reason to be suspicious of, ignoring his own best friend to do so) and wants to keep him safe.

Liam Dunbar, who steps in front of Stiles when Theo catches them, who looks honestly terrified as Stiles loses it when the Jeep is broken, whose every look of the season seems to be centered around concern and protect and, look guys, consider it:

Liam Dunbar is the one who first finds out about Stiles. 

Imagine.

Liam doesn’t know when he made a habit of eavesdropping on the senior when they tell him to stop worrying and go have fun with his friends, but he does and it’s a few days before he puts his finger on it but eventually he realizes that something is off about their conversations.

Stiles isn’t talking.

Well, he is, but not nearly enough. The seniors’ conversation is usually dominated by Stiles and Lydia bouncing ideas off each other, Kira asking helpful questions to lead them in the right direction, Malia inserting her suggestions, and Scott taking all the available information and turning it into a workable plan. But lately… Stiles is sometimes there but there are gaps where he should be, but he’s not, as if he is just leaning back and letting the conversation flow around him instead of contributing and that’s not-

There’s so much going on and maybe the other’s assume it’s because Scott has ignored Stiles’ frequent protestations against Theo and so maybe they don’t hear the difference, but not Liam. Liam spends entire lunches ignoring Mason (and then having to apologize over and over) and class periods turning the idea over in his mind and-

Liam notices.

It itches at him until he can’t ignore it and so he investigates. He wasn’t great at dissecting Theo’s scent for Stiles but Stiles and Scott have been there for him every full moon for months and Stiles is the one who drives him everywhere and so he knows the ins and outs of Stiles’ scent. At least, he does when he knows to focus on it. 

He confirms that something is wrong but he just doesn’t know what.

And then Liam is taking a strategic bathroom break from History class (because honestly how much can one girl glare daggers at a guy before he needs a break?) and that’s when he hears it. The shuddering, broken gasps of a panic attack. Of Stiles.

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So, brief thoughts. I’m so often surprised how Holby doesn’t take the cheap soap way out. Serena spiraling out of control is so well done. The hug scene was so perfect. I didn’t anticipate to be on such a long ride when I got on the Berena train in August, was it? But yeah, I’m here for the long game.

They’re also taking the long game approach for Dom. Goodness, Isaac is stooping to new levels of evil every time we see him. I hate Dom looking so much like a kicked puppy all the time. But again, so well done. I am hoping for more gays on the roof.

Did I miss something with Raf and Essie? (Not that I really care)

And Mo and Jac are always good in scenes together.

So, would my shipper heart love more happiness? Sure. But right now their long game is really good.

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friendly reminder that adele performed “i miss you” live for the first time ever this past friday and you totally need it in your life ☝️☝️☝️

Sam:

my first
awkward and painful
blood stained the sheets
you were very patient and gentle
I appreciate it

Chad:

we embraced for seconds
you never talked to me again
I saw you on my friends Snapchat
a few months ago
the ear thing is still weird
and
I still think you’re awful

Bryan:

the first time I made love
you had a large birthmark on your forehead
I wonder if I’m truly looking for you
in other men
if so, everyone has fallen short
I miss you
I hope you’re doing well

Jesse:

you were so hungry
your youth betrayed you
I remember the look you gave me
when I immediately put on my pants to leave
“see you next time I guess”
I said
it was like I kicked a puppy

Ryan:

you tossed me around like a rag doll and I loved it
I liked the way you talked to me
nobody has ever said my name so melodically
I could tell you loved me
you could tell I didn’t
I’m sorry

Dustin:

if I regret anyone, it’s you
I hope I never see you again
stop texting me

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