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Inspired by today’s eclipse and for @sterekwritingroom‘s flash event.

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The first group of weres pass through Beacon Hills on a Thursday. Stiles probably wouldn’t notice except that he’s spent the past year and a half hanging out almost exclusively with supernatural beings and that… well, ok, these guys aren’t exactly subtle. They tilt their heads almost in sync as he passes by them –– heading in to pay cash at the gas station while they pile back into their packed SUV. Noses flare, stances shift, and Stiles has about point five seconds to plan a bolt back to the Jeep before one of them’s announcing “Don’t trouble your Alpha; we’re just passing north for the event.” And then they’re back in the SUV and gone.

So… yeah, not to diminish Stiles’ awesome deductive skills here but… not subtle.

The second sighting happens before school on Friday, when Stiles ducks into the Dunkin’ Donuts for some much needed coffee and practically trips over a trio of sugar-high toddlers. One of them, wearing what looks like a home-painted t-shirt, decorated with a slightly uneven yellow circle, is midway through whining “Momma, we’re gonna miss the––“ when she stops in her tracks to stare up at him.

Stiles blinks down at her, the door perched against his elbow.

“Say ‘scuse me,” the boy next to her murmurs. It’s too early for this, brain crawling the sludge-slow of non-coffee through his system, and Stiles isn’t sure which of them he’s talking to.

“Excuse me,” he says and all three immediately shuffle, staring wide enough it makes Stiles’ eyes ache for them. He starts past, scrubbing a hand across his jaw self-consciously, wondering if he’d missed sleep drool or a sock in his hair or something on his mad rush out the door but, two steps past, the youngest kid snuffles and speaks up, soft: “Are you gonna come see the moon with us?”

It takes another step for Stiles to register that she’s talking to him, but by the time he blinks back the boy’s already tutting at her.

“No Lucy. He’ll go with his own pack.”

The little girl’s mouth opens in a wide, understanding O, while her older sister tugs proudly on her yellow circle shirt. It’s painted a messy black in the middle, inside the bright golden edge, and Stiles kind of forgets coffee for a minute in the face of actual werewolf children and then there’s a woman stepping up behind them, coffee and a box of munchkins in hand, dropping a fond hand to ruffle the boy’s hair as she gives Stiles an apologetic smile.

“Sorry about that, they’ve never been through another pack’s territory before. We’ve been driving since Arizona –– long trip for the little ones. But I couldn’t miss the chance for them to experience this. Best sighting until totality in 2017!”

“I’ll be ten,” says the boy, in the tone of one who’s done the math very carefully a dozen times over.

Stiles nods, a little lost because werewolf toddlers, and manages “well that’s… good.”

“I’m two,” the youngest puts in proudly, vaguely missing the thread of the conversation but eager to take part, and Stiles smiles back, wishing he had a little more coffee in his system because it’s not like he’s oblivious about what’s going on in the world this weekend, but he’s starting to feel a little dense for not connecting all kinds of dots sooner.

Then again, there’s another person who probably could’ve connected them for him.

“They don’t know how lucky they are,” the woman adds, beaming down. “I had to wait years for my first one and I’ll never forget the experience. Of course, you won’t feel it the same way as us,” her tone going apologetic, “but I’m sure your pack can’t wait to take part.”

And then she’s ushering the kids out the door with promises of donuts in the car, and Stiles is tugging out his phone, pulling up Derek Hale’s number.

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Ok, so, the gang’s enjoying Chinese New Year, and checking out a curio shop.

The owner presents them with “a golden mask,” 

asking if anyone wants it. There’s no mention of price.

Fred makes a weird comment about “clown faces being more his vein,” but Daphne says she’ll take it.

Again, absolutely no asking about the cost.

The gang immediately starts talking about how they should get something to eat, and… leaves without another word? And no transaction seems to take place?

…hold up, and no one’s holding the mask when they walk out! 

Did Daphne think again, and decide not to purchase the random trinket of unknown value, age, and price–

…but she has it in the next scene, all wrapped up in brown paper and string? She’s a sorcerer!

Maybe we don’t want to know how the gang had it hidden while exiting the shop.

You can feel the way your entire face transforms with distaste.

Separate from the other post, because the mood was so jarringly different LOL I love this scene, partially bc of witnessing the actual conversation that created it between @treeprince and @callmearcturus

Fiction imitating fiction imitating life.

JUST ANOTHER PSA FOR YALL SO LISTEN UP

So they just released the announcement that they are auditioning for the new be more chill cast. I am as hype as anyone else for this musical being brought back to life but the thing that ruins the hype immediately is that people are ALREADY hating the new actors (which haven’t even been chosen yet) cause they wont be the same as the og cast.

We all love the original bmc cast. Will is amazing, George is amazing. Katie, Gerard, Jake, etc. all of the original cast was so amazing but that doesn’t mean the new cast cant be just as good. The new cast hasn’t even been chosen and I’ve already seen people saying things like “no matter who they cast as Michael they are nothing compared to George” or “the new cast is gonna suck compared to the original” and its sick.

We need to treat the new cast with the same love and respect as we do with the original cast. Ofc the new cast aren’t going to be exact copies of the original actors, but the new actors are being chosen for a reason. The new cast is being chosen because the directors think they are going to do something special with the character and bring the same passion to the role as the previous actor did. It makes me sad to see so many people already hating on people we don’t even know about yet because they aren’t going to be exact copies of the original cast

The new be more chill is going to be amazing, and the whole new cast and crew are going to do everything to make it the best show ever for their audience. We need to treat the new cast with respect instead of hating them for not being exactly like the original. The new cast might not be exactly the same as before, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t good and that they don’t deserve respect.

Bottom line: when the cast for be more chill is released please treat them with respect because they are going to do everything they can to give you the best show ever

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I have my Cindy cosplay y’all, but I never had the opportunity to wear it anywhere and I’m too shy so I threw it on yesterday… kinda. Not in my wig and I’m wearing a shirt..

LOL! CINDY DON’T KNOW ABOUT THAT SHIRT LIFE Y’ALL!

Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day ♡

♡ ♡ ♡  this is late because i’ve been out all day and by the time it gets posted it probably won’t even be writers appreciation day anymore, but it’s okay because y’all should be appreciated everyday. there’s been so many talented and creative people on here that I’ve come across and all of you have your own way of putting your thoughts into words that completely capture my attention and make me want to just read more and more and more & I’m so appreciative that you take your time to write and post it for me and everyone else to read!! you’re all super great and everything that I’ve read has inspired me to write my own stories, which I thank all of you for too! i’ll keep this short and sweet but every single person I’m putting here is so talented and i’ve enjoyed every word that I’ve read from you, so here you go ~~~ if i forget anyone i’m sorry! i’m just going through the people that i follow at the moment. 

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