wandering misfits

mbti types as the 12 common archetypes

(this is quite a bit stereotypical)

ISTP: The Rebel
Motto: Rules are made to be broken
Core desire: revenge or revolution
Goal: to overturn what isn’t working
Greatest fear: to be powerless or ineffectual
Strategy: disrupt, destroy, or shock
Weakness: crossing over to the dark side, crime
Talent: outrageousness, radical freedom
The Outlaw is also known as: The rebel, revolutionary, wild man, the misfit, or iconoclast.

ESTP: The Jester
Motto: You only live once
Core desire: to live in the moment with full enjoyment
Goal: to have a great time and lighten up the world
Greatest fear: being bored or boring others
Strategy: play, make jokes, be funny
Weakness: frivolity, wasting time
Talent: joy
The Jester is also known as: The fool, trickster, joker, practical joker or comedian.

ISFP: The Innocent
Motto: Free to be you and me
Core desire: to get to paradise
Goal: to be happy
Greatest fear: to be punished for doing something bad or wrong
Strategy: to do things right
Weakness: boring for all their naive innocence
Talent: faith and optimism
The Innocent is also known as: Utopian, traditionalist, naive, mystic, saint, romantic, dreamer.

ESFP: The Explorer
Motto: Don’t fence me in
Core desire: the freedom to find out who you are through exploring the world
Goal: to experience a better, more authentic, more fulfilling life
Biggest fear: getting trapped, conformity, and inner emptiness
Strategy: journey, seeking out and experiencing new things, escape from boredom
Weakness: aimless wandering, becoming a misfit
Talent: autonomy, ambition, being true to one’s soul
The explorer is also known as: The seeker, iconoclast, wanderer, individualist, pilgrim.

ISTJ: The Orphan
Motto: All men and women are created equal
Core Desire: connecting with others
Goal: to belong
Greatest fear: to be left out or to stand out from the crowd
Strategy: develop ordinary solid virtues, be down to earth, the common touch
Weakness: losing one’s own self in an effort to blend in or for the sake of superficial relationships
Talent: realism, empathy, lack of pretense
The Regular Person is also known as: The good old boy, everyman, the person next door, the realist, the working stiff, the solid citizen, the good neighbor, the silent majority.

ESTJ: The Ruler
Motto: Power isn’t everything, it’s the only thing.
Core desire: control
Goal: create a prosperous, successful family or community
Strategy: exercise power
Greatest fear: chaos, being overthrown
Weakness: being authoritarian, unable to delegate
Talent: responsibility, leadership
The Ruler is also known as: The boss, leader, aristocrat, king, queen, politician, role model, manager or administrator.

ISFJ: The Caregiver
Motto: Love your neighbour as yourself
Core desire: to protect and care for others
Goal: to help others
Greatest fear: selfishness and ingratitude
Strategy: doing things for others
Weakness: martyrdom and being exploited
Talent: compassion, generosity
The Caregiver is also known as: The saint, altruist, parent, helper, supporter.

ESFJ: The Orphan
Motto: All men and women are created equal
Core Desire: connecting with others
Goal: to belong
Greatest fear: to be left out or to stand out from the crowd
Strategy: develop ordinary solid virtues, be down to earth, the common touch
Weakness: losing one’s own self in an effort to blend in or for the sake of superficial relationships
Talent: realism, empathy, lack of pretense
The Regular Person is also known as: The good old boy, everyman, the person next door, the realist, the working stiff, the solid citizen, the good neighbor, the silent majority.

INFP: The Creator
Motto: If you can imagine it, it can be done
Core desire: to create things of enduring value
Goal: to realize a vision
Greatest fear: mediocre vision or execution
Strategy: develop artistic control and skill
Task: to create culture, express own vision
Weakness: perfectionism, bad solutions
Talent: creativity and imagination
The Creator is also known as: The artist, inventor, innovator, musician, writer or dreamer.

ENFP: The Explorer
Motto: Don’t fence me in
Core desire: the freedom to find out who you are through exploring the world
Goal: to experience a better, more authentic, more fulfilling life
Biggest fear: getting trapped, conformity, and inner emptiness
Strategy: journey, seeking out and experiencing new things, escape from boredom
Weakness: aimless wandering, becoming a misfit
Talent: autonomy, ambition, being true to one’s soul
The explorer is also known as: The seeker, iconoclast, wanderer, individualist, pilgrim.

INFJ: The Sage
Motto: The truth will set you free
Core desire: to find the truth.
Goal: to use intelligence and analysis to understand the world.
Biggest fear: being duped, misled—or ignorance.
Strategy: seeking out information and knowledge; self-reflection and understanding thought processes.
Weakness: can study details forever and never act.
Talent: wisdom, intelligence.
The Sage is also known as: The expert, scholar, detective, advisor, thinker, philosopher, academic, researcher, thinker, planner, professional, mentor, teacher, contemplative.

ENFJ: The Lover
Motto: You’re the only one
Core desire: intimacy and experience
Goal: being in a relationship with the people, work and surroundings they love
Greatest fear: being alone, a wallflower, unwanted, unloved
Strategy: to become more and more physically and emotionally attractive
Weakness: outward-directed desire to please others at risk of losing own identity
Talent: passion, gratitude, appreciation, and commitment
The Lover is also known as: The partner, friend, intimate, enthusiast, sensualist, spouse, team-builder.

INTP: The Sage
Motto: The truth will set you free
Core desire: to find the truth.
Goal: to use intelligence and analysis to understand the world.
Biggest fear: being duped, misled—or ignorance.
Strategy: seeking out information and knowledge; self-reflection and understanding thought processes.
Weakness: can study details forever and never act.
Talent: wisdom, intelligence.
The Sage is also known as: The expert, scholar, detective, advisor, thinker, philosopher, academic, researcher, thinker, planner, professional, mentor, teacher, contemplative.

ENTP: The Explorer
Motto: Don’t fence me in
Core desire: the freedom to find out who you are through exploring the world
Goal: to experience a better, more authentic, more fulfilling life
Biggest fear: getting trapped, conformity, and inner emptiness
Strategy: journey, seeking out and experiencing new things, escape from boredom
Weakness: aimless wandering, becoming a misfit
Talent: autonomy, ambition, being true to one’s soul
The explorer is also known as: The seeker, iconoclast, wanderer, individualist, pilgrim.

INTJ: The Magician
Motto: I make things happen.
Core desire: understanding the fundamental laws of the universe
Goal: to make dreams come true
Greatest fear: unintended negative consequences
Strategy: develop a vision and live by it
Weakness: becoming manipulative
Talent: finding win-win solutions
The Magician is also known as: The visionary, catalyst, inventor, charismatic leader, shaman, healer, medicine man.

ENTJ: The Hero
Motto: Where there’s a will, there’s a way
Core desire: to prove one’s worth through courageous acts
Goal: expert mastery in a way that improves the world
Greatest fear: weakness, vulnerability, being a “chicken”
Strategy: to be as strong and competent as possible
Weakness: arrogance, always needing another battle to fight
Talent: competence and courage
The Hero is also known as: The warrior, crusader, rescuer, superhero, the soldier, dragon slayer, the winner and the team player.

An Analysis of Ravus Nox Fleuret

WARNING! I’ll be touching in on SPOILERS, so read at your own risk!
I’ll mostly be talking about their overall designs and how it ultimately influences their roles in Final Fantasy XV. I plan on doing an analysis of Ardyn Izunia as well, but for now, let’s talk about Ravus. It’s a long read, so sit back and enjoy the reading!

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@suspendersofdisbelief

So this cute little nonnie sent me a message asking for a labels masterlist, so here are 200 labels! Some are inspired off archetypes, and others are some I just made up. None of these are from other masterlists as far as my knowledge goes, so please don’t steal them. Anyway, please like this if you’re using/were inspired, and if you’re an RPH: please reblog this!

  1. THE PATHOLOGICAL LIAR
  2. THE CARBON COPY
  3. THE CHESHIRE CAT
  4. THE OPINIONATED ACTIVIST
  5. THE PORCELAIN DOLL
  6. THE CHAMELEON SOUL
  7. THE REALISTIC DREAMER
  8. THE ROMANTIC TRADITIONALIST (“SOMEONE WHO CONSTANTLY TALKS ABOUT SHAKESPEAREAN KINDS OF LOVE; IDEALISTIC”)
  9. THE RUTHLESS HERO
  10. THE ALTRUISTIC INNOCENT
  11. THE WANDERING EXPLORER
  12. THE SEEKING MISFIT
  13. THE APATHETIC VIGILANTE
  14. THE OBSSESSIVE CREATOR
  15. THE PEACEFUL SCHOLAR
  16. THE REBEL CATALYST (“SOMEONE WHO REBELS AGAINST SOCIETY AND IS THE REASON FOR A BIG EVENT”)
  17. THE AUTHORITARIAN PREFECT
  18. THE BLIND SEER 
  19. THE APATHETIC CYNIC
  20. THE FEMME FATALE
  21. THE INEFFECTUAL LONER
  22. THE MOCK MILLIONAIRE (“SOMEONE WHO ACTS RICH BUT REALLY ISN’T”)
  23. THE RELUCTANT MONSTER
  24. THE DEPENDENT ARTIST
  25. THE ABSENT-MINDED GENIUS
  26. THE ANTISOCIAL COWARD
  27. THE VIOLENT ROGUE
  28. THE BYRONIC HERO (“SOMEONE WHO HELPS OTHERS BUT IS CYNICAL WHILST DOING SO”)
  29. THE UPSET SCAPEGOAT
  30. THE UNLIKELY SAVIOUR (“THINK: EMMA SWAN FROM OUAT”)
  31. THE PRINCE CHARMING
  32. THE SNOW QUEEN
  33. THE COMEDIC GEEK
  34. THE INTENSE JOCK
  35. THE MANIPULATIVE LOVER
  36. THE NOBLE SAVAGE
  37. THE DREAM MURDERER (“SOMEONE WHO PUTS DOWN PEOPLE’S HOPES AND DREAMS”)
  38. THE MILES GLORIOSO (“BOASTING SOLDIER”)
  39. THE ALPHA FEMALE
  40. THE SPOILED BRAT
  41. THE IDLE TEEN
  42. THE MEEK BULLY (“SOMEONE WITH BARK BUT NO BITE”)
  43. THE WISE FOOL
  44. THE TALKATIVE TRAGEDY (“SOMEONE WHO CONTINUOUSLY TALKS ABOUT THE BAD PARTS OF THEIR LIVES”)
  45. THE RATIONAL ANAYLST
  46. THE IRRITABLE CHILD
  47. THE RESTLESS TRY-HARD
  48. THE JUDGEMENTAL INSTIGATOR (“TRIES TO START FIGHTS CONSTANTLY”)
  49. THE WEAK WAIF (“SOMEONE WHO RELIES ON THE PITY OF OTHERS”)
  50. THE SOULFUL SURFER
  51. THE EYE CANDY
  52. THE BEST FRIEND
  53. THE LONELY SCHEMER
  54. THE FIRE PRINCESS
  55. THE COOL KID
  56. THE CATHOLIC DEVOTEE
  57. THE HAPPY SUNSHINE
  58. THE MOODY MOONBEAM (“SOMEONE MOODY WITH A GOOD HEART”)
  59. THE SYMPATHETIC EMPATH
  60. THE ADRENALINE RUSH
  61. THE THRILL SEEKER
  62. THE MISUNDERSTOOD PROBLEM
  63. THE PROBLEMATIC ACTIVIST
  64. THE BACKWARDS MISANDRIST (“CLAIMS TO BE FEMINIST BUT REALLY ISN’T”)
  65. THE PROUD FEMINIST
  66. THE PASSIVE LOSER
  67. THE DEADBEAT COMPLAINER
  68. THE NOMADIC PHOTOGRAPHER
  69. THE TREE HUGGER
  70. THE DUMB AIRHEAD
  71. THE COSPLAYING OTAKU
  72. THE OFFENSIVE GAMER
  73. THE PROVOKING CRITIC
  74. THE STRUGGLING VLOGGER
  75. THE SARCASTIC BELIEVER
  76. THE ARROGANT FIGHTER (“THINKS THAT EVERYONE NEEDS HIM/HER/THEM TO SAVE EVERYONE”)
  77. THE IDEALISTIC POET
  78. THE QUIET WARRIOR
  79. THE PROMISCUOUS PESSIMIST
  80. THE BACK-TALKING VALEDICTORIAN (“SOMEONE WHO IS INCREDIBLY SMART BUT HAS NO RESPECT FOR ANYONE”)
  81. THE WHINY PUSHOVER (“COMPLAINS THAT PEOPLE ARE WALKING ALL OVER THEM BUT DOES NOTHING ABOUT IT”)
  82. THE UNWILLING SIDEKICK
  83. THE FORCEFUL THIEF
  84. THE DARK SHAMAN
  85. THE SELF-PROCLAIMED MESSIAH
  86. THE KIND EMPRESS
  87. THE INTROVERTED HERMIT
  88. THE LUSTFUL OUTCAST (“SOMEONE USES SEX AS A MEANS TO FEEL AS IF THEY BELONG”)
  89. THE ANGRY PERFECTIONIST
  90. THE CARETAKING GIVER
  91. THE DECEITFUL PERFORMER
  92. THE INDEPENDENT INVESTIGATOR
  93. THE ENVIOUS INDIVIDUALIST
  94. THE MATERIALISTIC ADVENTURER
  95. THE CHALLENGING GLUTTON
  96. THE MEDIATING PERSERVATIONIST
  97. THE PEACEMAKING SLOTH
  98. THE UNDERESTIMATED INTELLIGENCE
  99. THE COLDHEARTED ROMAN
  100. THE ARTISTIC GREEK
  101. THE CLOSE-MINDED ASSHOLE
  102. THE SUPERFICIAL COMPASSIONATE
  103. THE CHARMING TUTOR
  104. THE SLOW TORTOISE
  105. THE IMPATIENT HARE
  106. THE CALM DICTATOR
  107. THE RESOURCEFUL JESTER
  108. THE FREEDOM FIGHTER
  109. THE LOVING PROTECTOR
  110. THE SENSITIVE ARISTOCRAT
  111. THE DISCREET AMBITION
  112. THE ATTENTION CRAVER
  113. THE SOPHISTICATED CONFIDENCE
  114. THE SELF-SACRIFICING RAGE
  115. THE SINCERE ALTRUIST
  116. THE LOYAL SELF-RIGHTEOUS
  117. THE FREE SPIRIT
  118. THE IGNORANT DAUNTLESS
  119. THE CHRONIC WORKAHOLIC
  120. THE AVENGING ANGEL
  121. THE DON JUAN
  122. THE BLUE-EYED CASANOVA
  123. THE FAIRY GODMOTHER
  124. THE SOCIAL ADVOCATE
  125. THE HIDDEN INDIGENT
  126. THE BENEDICT ARNOLD (“TRAITOR”)
  127. THE CRITIQUING ARBITRATOR
  128. THE FLIRTING SIREN
  129. THE ENCHANTING CIRCE
  130. THE SOCIAL NETWORKER
  131. THE MISERLY MIDAS
  132. THE REDEEMING PETER (“SOMEONE WHO MAKES MISTAKES BUT MAKES UP FOR THEM”)
  133. THE POLITICAL PROTESTER
  134. THE MOB MEMBER
  135. THE JEALOUS SABOTEUR
  136. THE WALKING OXYMORON
  137. THE LUCKY ERUDITE
  138. THE HONEST CANDOR
  139. THE FRIENDLY AMITY
  140. THE STEEL HEART
  141. THE CLUMSY DANCER
  142. THE INTROVERTED AUTIST
  143. THE BON VIVANT (“SOMEONE WHO LIVES FOR TODAY”)
  144. THE INTOLERANT BRAVADO (“SOMEONE WHO HAS LITTLE TOLERANCE FOR WEAKNESS”)
  145. THE JUSTICE DEFENDER
  146. THE LION CUB
  147. THE ADVICE CONFIDANT
  148. THE VICTORIOUS COMPETITOR
  149. THE STICKY CONNIVER
  150. THE SNARKY CURMUDGEON
  151. THE MYSTIC DECODER
  152. THE RULE STICKLER
  153. THE FLAMBOYANT GALLANT
  154. THE STOCKY GUARDIAN
  155. THE HONEST ABE
  156. THE FOOLING SMARTASS
  157. THE EFFICIENT JOBSWORTH
  158. THE FAIR VOICE
  159. THE LONE WOLF
  160. THE INSIGHTFUL MARTYR
  161. THE TWO-FACED MASQUERADER
  162. THE SILVER LINING
  163. THE PURE OPTIMIST
  164. THE NAIVE PENITENT (“SOMEONE WHO BELIEVES THAT THEY CAN ATONE FOR ALL OF THEIR MISTAKES, EVEN IF THEY CAN’T”)
  165. THE LOST OPPORTUNITY
  166. THE EMOTIONAL RUNAWAY (“SOMEONE WHO RUNS AWAY AT THE FIRST FEELING OF LOVE; DETACHED”)
  167. THE PRAISE SEEKER
  168. THE SURVIVING PREDATOR
  169. THE KNOWLEDGABLE SAGE
  170. THE INTIMATE SENSUALIST (“SOMEONE WHO THRIVES ON INTIMATE SENSATION”)
  171. THE FEARFUL SUPPLICANT (“ONLY DOES THINGS OUT OF FEAR”)
  172. THE CONSPIRACY THEORIST
  173. THE ULTIMATE CONSERVATIVE
  174. THE PRANKING TRICKSTER
  175. THE MATERNAL FIGURE
  176. THE GENTLE GIANT
  177. THE GUIDING CRONE (“SOMEONE WHO HELPS OTHERS MAKE RIGHT CHOICES”)
  178. THE WOUNDED HEALER (“CAN HELP EVERYONE BUT HIMSELF”)
  179. THE LADY LUCK
  180. THE POOR SOVEREIGN (“SOMEONE POOR IN MORALS BUT RICH IN MONEY”)
  181. THE HUNGRY INTELLECT
  182. THE RECKLESS PASSION
  183. THE INFLEXIBLE THINKER
  184. THE FORGIVING SPIRIT
  185. THE REBELLIOUS FOOL
  186. THE CHILVAROUS KNIGHT
  187. THE POWER HUNGRY
  188. THE HELLBENT DEVIL
  189. THE WELL-MEANING EVIL
  190. THE BULLIED BULLY
  191. THE UNADULTERATED ANGER
  192. THE EMOTIONAL TERRORIST (“USES PEOPLE’S EMOTIONS AND USES WHATEVER MEANS NECESSARY TO MAKE A STATEMENT”)
  193. THE TORTURED OUCAST 
  194. THE UNCOMMITTED ROMANTIC
  195. THE DEFIANT WARRIOR (“FIGHTS FOR WHAT THEY WANT TO FIGHT FOR, AND USES UNORTHODOX METHODS OF DOING SO”)
  196. THE DROWNING MASOCHIST
  197. THE GOSSIP ADDICT
  198. THE ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE (“SOMEONE WHO DOESN’T LEARN ANYTHING AND RELIES ON REITERATING INFORMATION TO GET BY IN SCHOOL”)
  199. THE STRUGGLING SINGER
  200. THE IDEALISTIC VISIONARY
No, you don't "hate the sin but love the sinner".

When you call someone a “sinner”, you are otherizing them. Plain and simple.

Fundamentalist thinking is all about “us” and “them”. Who’s “saved” and who’s “unsaved”. Who’s “faithful” and who’s “backsliding”. Who’s “righteous” and who’s “unrighteous”. How can we surround ourselves with more of “us” and put more distance between ourselves and “them”? It’s a sinful, evil world, you know. Best to stay away from it, in case you accidentally meet one of “them” and realize they’re human beings too. We can pray for “them” from a safe distance, but we wouldn’t touch one with a fifty-foot pole, unless it’s to hand them a tract or spew some pious-sounding bullshit like “hate the sin, love the sinner”. 

And then you have the audacity to believe that God actually uses the same twisted, manmade, ridiculous sorting system that you do. 

Oh, but you totally “love” them, right? Right.

Yeah, right. 

I love you, but you’re different from me, and I just want to make sure we’re clear on that. I love you, but I’m defining you by one aspect of who you are, and I’m using that to keep you at arms’ length. 

I love you, but I give money to organizations and campaigns in exchange for the promise that they will do all they can to keep you from ever being able to have a family.

I love you, but my children think it’s okay to bully people like you to the point of suicide. 

I love you, but you can’t be in my “good” category. You go sit in the “sinner” box over there so I don’t have to look at you, engage with you, or acknowledge you as a human being. And I’ll prattle on and on about how we’re all sinners and I’m a sinner and whatnot, but at the end of the day, I’m heterosexual and you’re not, which means you’re in the “special kind of sinner” box, one I could never end up in short of killing someone. One you could never get out of short of subjecting yourself to abuse and “changing” your sexual orientation.

I love you, but you’re a special kind of sinner. 

I love you, but I want to change you so you can be acceptable to me. (And therefore acceptable to God, because that’s totally how it works.)

I love you, but I want to exclude you. 

After all, that’s the Christian thing to do. 

Well you know what? That is complete and utter bullshit. There is no “us” and “them” if you’re truly a Christian. After all, we’re descended from people who were slaves in Egypt, wandered in the desert for forty years, were captive in both Babylon and Persia, saw our Founder crucified and our early leaders killed, and then were persecuted for centuries. How can we claim the right to  decide who’s “us” and who’s “them” when, in reality, our whole history as Christians (and as Jews before that) is a story of being “them”—we were always strangers, foreigners, slaves, wanderers, and misfits from the start. And, possibly more importantly, how can we claim that right when our core beliefs call us even today to be misfits in this world by believing, proclaiming, and living a radical message? Am I missing something here, or is being exclusionary not only arrogant but also hypocritical, given our OWN history as a Church?

So shut up about hating the sin and loving the sinner. You don’t love someone you want to exclude, otherize, or slap labels on. Stop trying to sound pious and start actually loving people unconditionally like that liberal hippie stick-it-to-the-man dark-skinned socialist in the New Testament that you claim to be so fond of.

By the way, you’ve got something in your eye. It looks suspiciously plank-like. You might want to do something about that.

anonymous asked:

Soulmate AU for the one where you share extreme physical sensation until/after you find them; if one of you hurts the other one hurts, for Steter plz.

A/N I WROTE ANGST I HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY. No, this was really fun to write and I enjoyed it.


The Hale House is burning. The flames are faster than the wolves, faster than the human children. Almost all will perish and their sorrow will ricochet through the soulmates that they will never meet. Their pain will become their pain, and for some, it will be too much. The Hale family won’t be the only ones to die tonight.

Peter Hale is burning. And Stiles Stilinski is burning with him.

Stiles is on fire. He’s screaming for his father, for his mother who has been dead for at least a year. He can feel the flames; feel his soulmate crying out for him. He wants to help but he’s only ten years old, what can he do? He can do nothing but burn.

An ambulance is called, though Stiles is too delirious to notice. Every touch feels like the excruciating lick of a flame. He can hear his soulmate, the mournful cries, the apologies for the pain that Stiles is suffering.

Whilst Peter Hale is being pulled from the wreckage of his home, Stiles Stilinski is given drugs to numb the pain. Peter Hale slips into a coma, Stiles Stilinski slips into a dreamless sleep.

If only someone at the hospital had made the connection. If only Peter Hale had been brought in a few minutes earlier. If only Stiles Stilinski had been brought in a few minutes later. If only.

When Stiles wakes, the doctors tell him that his soulmate is probably dead. Stiles sobs in his father’s arms for two whole days.

Peter remains in a coma for six years. Stiles grows, moves on, develops a crush on Lydia Martin as a cover for the pain he feels at losing his soulmate. Not everyone loves their soulmate or ever meets them, plus it’s easy to pretend to be in love with Lydia, she doesn’t know he exists.

He still has to take medication for the pain. The doctors say something medical and not at all like an explanation but the simple version is that the damage to his soulmate was so extensive that it rebounded through Stiles. Sometimes he still feels the phantom lick of a flame and dreams of fire and burning.

Soulmates are the last thing on Stiles mind when Scott gets bitten. Because soulmates exist, why not werewolves?

Stiles barely has time to entertain the possibility that his soulmate might be alive; he’s too busy trying to keep Scott and himself from ending up on the wrong end of the Argent’s weaponry. There’s also Allison to contend with. She’s Scott’s soulmate and with a werewolf hunting family, the whole Scott-is-a-creature-of-the-night thing is going to be an issue. So in between keeping Scott from becoming the alpha’s minion, dealing with Derek (which is about as fun as sticking himself in the eye with a plastic fork) and hiding all this from the gun toting Argents, Stiles figures the occasional twinges of pain are from his general clumsiness and the fact that he’s being run ragged by this entire debacle. Sleepless nights and constant jumpiness have become the norm. When this is over, Stiles is going to take a long holiday, preferably somewhere without werewolves and hunters.

“You must be Stiles.”

The moment Stiles see Peter Hale, he knows. The dull thud of pain that’s always with him fades. He steps forward, a hand reaching for the burns on Peter’s face. Peter allows him to cup his face, to smooth a thumb over the cheek. Peter’s hands grip Stiles waist, his head dropping to Stiles shoulder.

“I thought you wouldn’t survive,” Peter murmurs, breathing in Stiles scent.

“The doctors said you were probably dead,” Stiles replies, awe tingeing his tone. It’s a possibility he never considered, that his soulmate could survive the fires.

And then it hits him, a sucker punch to the gut.

Stiles pulls away, out of Peter’s grip. Peter growls, evidently unhappy with this. His eye flash red, a reminder to Stiles that Peter is the enemy here. Peter is the alpha, Peter has killed and this would happen to Stiles. Derek makes his dramatic entrance and the night dissolves into broken glass and snarls.

“You’re the clever one, aren’t you?”

Stiles is on his knees, bartering for Lydia’s life whilst she lies bleeding out onto the grass. Peter has blood dripping from his fangs, his face completely healed. Stiles resists the urge to touch.

He gets to phone Jackson. Stiles has only just told Jackson where Lydia is before he’s being hauled away. Claws rip the sleeve of his shirt but luckily not his skin. Peter manhandles him into the car. Stiles knows that it’s not an accident when his shirt rucks up and Peter’s fingers graze along his stomach.

“What are you going to do?” Stiles asks. He’s not sure he wants to know. He’s also not sure this is an appropriate conversation during a car journey but Stiles isn’t sure whether he’ll be able to ask once they get to wherever it is Peter is directing him too.

“Kate Argent has to pay for what she did to my family,” Peter replies, “For what she did to us. She burned you too that day.”

Stiles can’t really argue with that. She killed children, Stiles can understand the need for revenge.

“Can’t you leave Scott out of it?”

“I need a pack to be strong,” Peter says. He motions for Stiles to pull into a multi-story parking lot. “I need you.”

Stiles ignores the way his heart flutters at the thought of being needed.

“His username is Allison,” Peter says. He seems unimpressed with Scott’s lack of originality. “His password is also Allison.”

“Still want him in your pack?”

Peter rolls his eyes. Stiles taps his fingers against the hood of his Jeep, aware of how close Peter is standing. The tracker is calculating, the tiny wheel spinning. Stiles is torn between wishing for it to hurry up and for it to keep spinning indefinitely. Peter lifts Stiles shirt, warm fingers trailing along Stiles back. Stiles bites his lip, trying not to gasp. Peter presses against Stiles, nuzzling against his neck.

“After this is over,” Peter murmurs, pressing soft kisses against Stiles neck, “You and I are going to spend a lot of time together.”

“As fun as that sounds I think I’m going to pass,” Stiles retorts through gritted teeth. Peter chuckles, nipping Stiles just below the ear.

“I’m not the bad guy here,” Peter says, gripping Stiles hips.

“You turn into a giant monster with red eyes and fangs and you’re not the bad guy here.”

The computer chooses now to show them Scott’s location. Peter sighs.

“He’s under your house?” Stiles asks.

“In the tunnels beneath our house,” Peter says, shutting down the laptop, “Give me your keys.”

“What?” Stiles squawks. Peter raises an eyebrow, hand outstretched. Stiles bites his lip, looking away before dropping the keys to his Jeep into Peter’s palm. “Be careful, she grinds in second.”

Peter closes his fingers around the keys, bending them beyond recognition. Stiles jaw drops open.

“I won’t let Kate use you against me Stiles,” Peter says. He crowds Stiles against the Jeep, hands cupping Stiles face. “I’ve already lost my family, I won’t lose my soulmate as well.”

The kiss is soft, tender. Stiles melts, hands trying to pull Peter closer. Peter growls, biting Stiles bottom lip. He pulls away, resting his forehead against Stiles. Then he’s gone, leaving Stiles cold and wanting.

It doesn’t hurt when Peter burns a second time. They’ve met, they no longer share each other’s pain. Derek rips out Peter’s throat. That doesn’t hurt either. Stiles just feel empty.

When he gets home, he dreams of the fire but this time his soulmate has a face and a name. It’s infinitely worse than before.

No one knows that Peter and Stiles are soulmates and Stiles endeavors to keep it that way. It helps that Jackson is a giant lizard monster with a hard on for revenge. It keeps everyone distracted, Stiles included. There’s no time to wallow when Jackson is crawling on the ceilings of gay clubs and Gerard, creepy grandfather and psychotic nutjob is stabbing Scott outside of the Beacon Hills Hospital. Stiles wants to know where he signed up for this nightmare and whether there are any loopholes.

Gerard it turns out is the bigger threat. Matt ends up dead in the water (literally) and Gerard becomes the new kanima master. Which is about as fun as it sounds. Stiles gets kidnapped (fuck his life) and the shit beaten out of him. Again, as fun as it sounds. He wonders, if he hasn’t met Peter whether Peter would be able to feel this pain. Then he remembers that without Peter, this whole ordeal wouldn’t be happening.

When Gerard leaves Stiles bleeding on his basement floor, it gives Stiles the opportunity to turn off the electricity keeping Erica and Boyd captive and they escape out of the basement window. Stiles injuries are mostly bruising and cut skin as opposed to broken bones and internal bleeding, so all in all it’s not as bad as it could have been. Now, all he has to do is get the puppies back to their alpha, cure Jackson of his scaly affliction and find a way to stop Gerard. Easy right.

Gerard is writhing on the ground with black gunk gushing from his lungs so Stiles feels that his injuries have been avenged. Luckily Jackson is healed with the power of love. Not so lucky for Stiles, seeing as Jackson and Lydia have been soulmates the entire time and crushing on Lydia now would just be weird and kind of gross. At least Stiles will always have the treasured memory of ramming Jackson with his Jeep. Happy days.  The memory is slightly tarnished by the fact that Jackson is completely naked but you can’t have everything.

Jackson, Lydia, Scott and Allison are whisked into the back of Chris Argent’s car. Stiles knows that he’ll hear all the gory details tomorrow from Scott. He’s not looking forward to it. Derek and his band of misfits wander off into the night without so much as a thank you. They look like rejects from Grease so Stiles figures that they’re going to sing about summer loving in order to bond or whatever so he doesn’t bother going after to them.

He’s wondering if putting gloves on will stop him being affected by kanima venom when Peter walks out of the shadows and wow that is so disturbing.

“Hello Stiles,” Peter says. He’s cut his hair and grown a goatee. It’s surprisingly hot.

“I thought you were dead,” Stiles replies. Peter shrugs.

“I got better,” he jokes. Stiles doesn’t laugh.

“I won’t apologize for killing you.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to.”

“So what now?” Stiles asks. He steps into Peter’s space, nervous but eager. Peter places his hands on Stiles hips, rubbing gentle circles with his thumbs. Stiles looks up from underneath his eyelashes, amber eyes gazing into bright blue ones.

“Perhaps, we could get to know each other a little better,” Peter says. He smiles and it’s genuine, not a snarl or a smirk.

“Yeah, maybe we good.”

When they kiss, it feels like coming home.

chrossrank  asked:

Could lord dominator beat the crystal gems?

Man, this question is ALWAYS a trap!  I say yes, then you say, “You’re wrong. Nothing can beat the Crystal Gems!” then I say “THEN WHY’D YOU ASK?!”

I will say that Dominator could probably beat Jem and the Holograms.

But not The Misfits. Their songs are better.*

(Fact: If you draw Dominator dressed as Pizzaz from The Misfits, I WILL reblog you.)

Kind stranger on the subway
sacrificing his seat
for a woman
worn down by life’s tides,

Mother who claims cake
is too sweet for her taste,
and hands it to a
glowing-eyed child,

Teenage misfit who wanders,
gets lost in a crowd,
volunteering
at shelters to give,

Sweet grandson of four
whose been visiting more
appreciates you
while you live,

Gracious givers
who make acts
of kindness
a lifestyle,

you make me smile.