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Earlier this week some good mates and myself bailed on the city, headed for Barrington Tops in search for stoke…amongst other things. 

We drove, drank beers, met friendly locals, got damped by rain, hassled by flooded rivers, hiked steep gullies up steeper ridge-lines, and rewarded by one fucking amazing view. 

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¿Restar sumando? Así es como lo hacen los ordenadores por dentro con el complemento a dos :)

MATES!

Now that I’m back home after spending the weekend in San Fran, I can finally say that I have continued listening to MATES and it is so freaking hilarious, I can’t get enough! LOL!!! Since I basically live like an hour away from the city and have seen the sights, Alcatraz, Golden Gate Bridge, Fisherman’s Wharf and whatnot, I spent the first 2 days catching up to a bit more than just episode #1 of MATES… I’m now up to episode #9 and I just wanted to state a few things I learned about Mr. Thomas Patrick Cavanagh!

1. The first time Tom says ‘Holy Hannah in a handbasket!’ is - Ep 8 - Crudités

2. He does not like cashew nuts.

3. But doesn’t mind Slim Jims while on a road trip.

4. He and Michael spend the most amount of time talking about everything else but the snack in - Ep 4 - Mallomars - cause until 15 mins before their time was up, there was NO mention of what their snack even was. Lol.

5. Compliments are really something he doesn’t know what to say to and it’s adorable!

6. Says ‘exactly right!’ an average of 3 times per podcast episode. At least.

7. Is half-Irish which I knew about but also part-Italian too cause of his grandfather? *le sigh*

I could probably go on and on about how I kept cracking up when I was chilling alone in the hotel room and also the feeble attempts to explain to my brother what it is about the podcast that makes me want to hear more, ‘they eat snacks, talk about snacks, rate snacks’ but i’m barely even a quarter way through, so I’ll save the rest for another time? Also I want to start my own podcast thanks to these two.

“soul mate”. people often hear these two words and automatically think of a significant other.

well, what if I told you that soul mates can be so much more than that?

your soul mate could be your bestfriend that you met in 7th grade, or your sister that’s been there to hold you every time she hears you sobbing and heaving two doors down in the middle of the night. your soul mate could be your mom who carried you for nine months and has devoted her entire life to giving you anything and everything.

your soul mate could be anyone, but our soul mates all serve the same purpose. a soul mate is someone that you connect with in a way that is indescribable and truly extraordinary. from the moment you meet, it will be clear that the two of you belong together as lovers, or friends, or family, or maybe even something entirely different.

your life will be better from the moment you meet them. they will make you feel something beautiful, something new. you’ll know when you meet these people in your life.

don’t ever let these people go. you will regret it every day for the remainder of your existence. these people are made for you, and you for them. don’t take that for granted. give them everything you can and they will always give you the same.

—  alyssa scheuerman // 4.5.15

Stiles and Derek are mates, and they are meant to be (though there is usually lots of angst before the happy ever after)

And If I Die Before I Wake

Explicit - 60k

When Stiles wakes up on his eighteenth birthday from a chaste dream about Derek Hale he doesn’t think it’s a big deal. But when he wakes up the next few days to the same dream, he knows something is going on. And he’s going to get to the bottom of it. Once is an incident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is a pattern. More than three is just torture.

Ultimatum

Explicit - 33k

It turns out that Stiles, knowing about the wolves but not actually being related to them or part of some other group like the hunters or Deaton and his advisors, etc. is actually seriously breaking the rules.
Not that it’s usually a problem. Until he runs aground of a strange pack that doesn’t like the way the Hales have been playing fast-and-loose with Were law.
They issue an Ultimatum, one that will change Stiles’s life forever.

No Where Else But Here

Explicit - 20k

Derek’s been fighting this for so long, he doesn’t know how to stop.

Strong in Numbers or, And Will He Starve Without Me

Explicit - 31k

Stiles doesn’t want to be the Alpha’s mate, he doesn’t want to be locked up for his own protection, and he’s damn sure he doesn’t want to be dealing with blood and werewolf parts on a weekly basis, but somehow that’s what his life has become.

That’s not going to change, unless he can convince Derek to trust Scott and the hunters, because it’s the only way they’re going to chase the Alpha Pack out of town.

Of course, that only solves two out of three.

Better Than Dead

Explicit - 27k

When Stiles is gravely injured, the only way to save him is for Derek to turn him. However, Derek never did learn exactly what certain bites meant and, without this knowledge, he accidentally claims Stiles as his mate. Alpha werewolves mate forever. However…

Thank You, Rose Tyler

Explicit - 16k

Stiles accidentally manages to become Derek’s best friend through one texting mishap. It’s all fine, except for the part where Stiles is kind of hopelessly in love with his Alpha.

beware the howling woods

Mature - 22k

Damn, now he has to piss and he really, really doesn’t like the idea of exposing his junk to subzero temperatures. Stiles frowns the most epic frowny face of all time and gets to his feet. He hobbles over to behind the nearest tree and unzips his pants. Dick in hand, he goes about his business.

And suddenly, there is a very bright light in his eyes and oh god oh god oh god there is someone walking towards him and that someone is growling – growling! – Christ who even does that!? Stiles palms at his dick immediately, shoving it back into his pants. “Oh my god,” he shrieks (manly, he shrieks manly) in embarrassment. He backs himself flush against the tree, hands in the air. “I don’t have any money I swear,” he says, squinting into the light.

The light-wielder stomps forward and Stiles finds himself with a face full of very hot, very angry park ranger. He has a moment to thank the heavens he’s not being mugged before said ranger speaks. “What do you think you’re doing,” he growls, seriously growls, at him.

“Um,” Stiles starts, blinking rapidly as blotches of light dance in front of his eyes. “I was taking a leak?”