Loving the layers and the sparkly tights. I myself wore a pair this weekend and loved them.
This lovely lady was awesome b/c she told me about how she put her outfit together with finding a lot of deals, and a sometime making pieces on her own. For example, her sunglasses, she added the chain herself!
37.“just let yourself be selfish for one night would you?”
We were at Derek’s loft being surrounded by hundreds of sweaty bodies grinding on each other. You could smell the paint fumes in the air and if that wasn’t enough to make your head hurt, it was the loud music in such a little space. Danny threw the party, but it got out of hand. Scott was sure that something was going to go wrong tonight. I was on watch with Scott.
“I don’t see or smell anything out of the ordinary.” Scott said flashing his alpha eyes.
“good I’m glad.” I said kind of emotionless, sitting on the stairs watching the teens.
All we do is save people, which I guess someone has to, but we give up our lives as normal teenagers. I wasn’t anything supernatural, but I’ve been with Scott since he got bitten in the ninth grade.
“you’re chemo signals are off what’s wrong?” He asks sitting beside me.
“that’s what’s wrong, you can smell my chemo signals.” I sighed rolling my eyes at Scott.
I was so frustrated some days. Scott had not done anything wrong besides being busy all the time. Scott was my first crush and it’s like we took a step forward and two steps back.
“I don’t understand?” Scott said being cute and clueless like always.
“nothing, nevermind.” I said standing up again.
“y/n tell me.” He said standing up and grabbing my hands.
“it’s just I feel like we spend so much time saving people we don’t even have time to be teenagers. Scott we’re at a party with all of our classmates and we’re on look out for some supernatural ninjas that we aren’t even sure are going to come. I guess it’s just hard sometimes.” I admitted looking down at my feet.
“I know it is but you know you can take a break though, I won’t blame you for wanting to do normal teenage things.” Scott said lifting my chin so I was looking at him.
“Scott you still don’t get it. I want to do those things with you. Why can’t you let yourself be selfish for one night? Just let yourself be selfish for one night would you?”
Scott looked at me with wide eyes as if I just told him my biggest secret which in hind sight I had. He dropped my hands and made his way through the dancing teenagers. I felt a tear slip out of my eye as I sat back down on the steps. Scott came back shirtless with a bottle of neon paint. I perked up smiling at his cuteness.
“what are you doing?” I asked laughing a little bit.
“being selfish.” Scott said pulling me up.
“what about the oni? what if they show up?”
“y/n just let yourself be selfish for one night would you.” Scott said leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.
It was perfect, everything I’d been waiting for since the ninth grade. We were quickly interrupted by a familiar black cloud of smoke. The oni were here. I looked at Scott with wide eyes.
“maybe we should be selfish another night.” I said pulling Scott away to go find the others.
“I promise tomorrow we’ll be selfish.” Scott said kissing my cheek again.
The following stories and authors listed are ones that I, personally, think don’t get the attention and feedback that they deserve. To bring them just a little more justice, I decided to list ones I have come across and thoroughly enjoyed, but also noticed how little feedback and favorites they get when the work is superb. If you are not listed on this list, it is either because: a) I don’t consider you underrated or b) I haven’t come across you yet. So don’t be too sad if you’re not on the list. <3
You may have noticed I have put no stories of an author on the list, but put the author down in the author rec section, and that is simply because I didn’t want to put down all their fics because they are all simply underrated and there is a fair number of them (like 10-20 lol).
Also, I put the ratings in parenthesis, and whether or not is was AU. Some stories might be considered AU but not be noted down as such simply because it was written in the canon!verse but simply didn’t follow all the events. I didn’t feel like that was enough to consider them AU.
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FROM:Medusa [email@example.com] TO:Theseus [firstname.lastname@example.org] I don’t think Ariadne would ever tell you, but her birthday is May fifth. Don’t fuck it up.
Information like that has the potential to drive someone insane.
Theseus blinks several times before he reads the message again.
He’s disgusted with sweat that clings like a fine, wet sheen on his skin; it glues the thin fabric of his shirt to his neck and shoulders. He takes a long gulp out of his bright neon yellow plastic bottle - half water, half isotonic - before he continues with his running session.
thebeastslayer: just in case anyone thinks looking this good is easy, here’s a photo of me #takingashower (12m ago)
thegirlwiththethread: @thebeastslayer, I’d say flawless as usual (11m ago)
snakesonthehead: @thegirlwiththetread girl you have it hard (8m ago)
huntressofthewoods: @thebeastslayer are you doing a competition with @thesun again? (8m ago)
Orpheus: @thebeastslayer Everyone needs to believe in something and I believe I’ll have another drink #Humphrey Bogart (2m ago)
“Mum bought you earrings again. Pearls.”
Ariadne rolls her eyes, provoking, and pushes the comb through her straight hair with more force than necessary. Perfect white teeth bite down on the soft cushion of her pink underlip while her hands are busied to tie the long strands of her hair in a complicated looking knot.
Asterion watches from the other side of his room, frozen on the childish office chair their parents bought him years ago; his fingernails drill in the ripped cotton that’s washed and bleached down to a hideous sea-green by now. His eyes never leave his sister’s body - how she sways, how she bends, how she fucking moves -
He wants to chain her up. Strap her. Strip her. Cut and purge and caress her wild-kissed brown skin that glistens golden and warm as soon as stray sun-rays cast their bright shine on her. He wants to bite down in the soft flesh of her thighs and choke on the blood that he will taste there. He wants to moan. To unravel her. To rip the delicate layer of her skin with his bare hands. He wants to fuck her, to control her, to trust into her, deeper and deeper, he wants to -
“Do you think Theseus will gift me something?”
Ariadne has turned around and faces him, her lips shiny and luscious and pink. Ariadne, his sister.
Medusa: Turn on the tv!
Medusa: Turn it on!
Ariadne: I swear to God Medi if it’s the trailer of the new Orange is the New Black season again…
Medusa: Oh for fucks sake Ariadne just turn the tv on!
Ariadne: OMG DANCING SNAKES!
sex&drugs&wine: scientifically it’s really fucked up that humans drink the milk of another animal when we make our own (23m ago)
sex&drugs&wine: i’ve never seen an elephant sucking on a cow for milk (23m ago)
thegirlwiththethread: @sex&drugs&wine how high are you? (5m ago)
sex&drugs&wine: @thegirlwiththetread yes (2m ago)
Ariadne sighs. She tries to get her brother’s attention while waving her phone in his general direction.
“Is Dionysus crashing at Hypnos’ place again?”
“It’s Saturday, where else would he be?”
Her brother doesn’t turn around, his eyes still fixed on the screen where his current ego-shooter game is flashing in different bright shades.
“Why are you even playing this?” She asks at the same time he puts a bullet through a zombie’s head. She observes the way he tenses, the way how he grits his teeth and when he answers, it’s low and raw and dangerous.
“Because not everyone can be a hero, little sis. Sometimes you need to be the monster you are meant to be.”
She can’t find the words to disagree so she rises, puts a kiss on his cheek and breaths into his neck while her hands are caressing his jet black hair.
flowersinmyhair: Can’t sleep. Can’t figure out how waffle fries are made. I think I need ice-cream. (30m ago)
thegirlwiththethread: @flowersinmyhair have you tried a deep fryer already? (27m ago)
godoftheunderworld: @girlwiththethread @snakesonthehead don’t encourage her please (8m ago)
Sometimes she dreams of being dead.
It’s not as horrible as it sounds; a grave may be dark but a grave is silent, a grave doesn’t judge, a grave doesn’t care if you’ve put enough make up on your face or if your dress is long enough to cover your thighs but short enough to show your knees.
A grave simply is.
Instead she wakes in the mornings and is too exhausted to try living again.
Ariadne: Hey Medi, wanna go to Ikea on Sunday?
Medusa: Sure, anything special in mind?
Ariadne: How about we hide in the closets
and wait until customers walk be. When they do we walk out and say ‘I’m back from Narnia’ :))
Medusa: I love you.
This is why we’re best friends.
TO: Asterion [email@example.com]
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You should have stayed until the party started. You missed out the best parts. Also, your sister missed you. I made a picture when she opened your present. She liked yours the most - thought you’d want to know.
There is Ariadne looking down on the small silver wrapped present in her hand, the paper carefully picked apart. A golden ring glimmers between her delicate brown fingers but that’s not what catches Asterion’s breath and pushes it down his lungs again.
It’s her face.
The smile on her lips is utterly sincere, bright and cheerful and loving.
Something in the center of Asterion’s body aches.
“Yeah”, he whispers softly to the vast darkness of his room. Ariadne still smiles brightly from the picture on his phone.