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Hey black Greeks! Boycott Haute Greeks for this racist, misogynistic bullshit. It’s 100% unnecessary and I’m really trying to comprehend how this person has so much influence in the D9 community.

you know you’re on my mind

This is part 1/? of a human AU I’ve been wanting to write for AGES in which Derek and Stiles are long-distance friends/pen pals. Derek lives in California and Stiles lives in Poland. Features brief past Stiles/Malia (Derek and Malia aren’t related in this AU). Idk how long this fic could eventually get; I’m hoping to just work on it as I get the time/inspiration. 

 Title from “Mind Over Matter” by Young the Giant because that song always makes me think of LDRs. 

EDIT: This WIP is now also up on AO3 here.


If there’s one thing Derek’s learned in life, it’s that crushing on someone who lives on an entire other fucking continent is probably a bad idea.

He’s got dozens of photos of Stiles saved to his phone, and a whole box of letters from Stiles, and years’ worth of emails from Stiles, and a whole wall of postcards from Stiles pinned up on the wall over his bed, and none of it is enough.

He wants to do things to Stiles, okay, things besides just watch movies together in two different time zones or talk on skype.

…which… is kind of a new feeling.

Derek didn’t even know he liked guys until three years ago, freshman year of high school, when Stiles came home from a party raving about this girl he’d kissed, Malia something-or-other, and how Malia’s hair was so soft, and how Malia had the prettiest brown eyes and the best laugh, and—and suddenly Derek wanted to throw his computer against the wall.

“I have to go,” he’d snapped, and slammed his laptop shut and thrown on some jogging clothes.

He was five miles deep into the Preserve before it really sank in, not just the jealousy but the absurdity of the jealousy. He and Stiles had never even met, technically. They were probably never going to live in the same country. There was no logical reason for them not to date other people. Especially given that Stiles might not even like guys, or like him.

Still, he was secretly, guiltily, viciously satisfied when Stiles and Malia broke up barely two weeks later.

And since then the crush has gotten, if anything, worse.

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Excited to say the shop is OPEN again! Thanks for being so patient while I was away. Even more excited to hear this morning that Stevie mentioned at her most recent show, she’ll be bringing her 24 Karat Gold tour to Australia end of October. So much to look forward to! inthestillnessofremembering.bigcartel.com

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Ari Crushes It at Her Golf Outing

Three posts in one night? Whaaaaaat?? 

Yep! These images are all from yesterday - Wednesday (8/9/2017). It was the day of my annual company golf outing. I believe I did a post last year describing how I skipped the golfing (was out of the loop a bit from the office as a full time work from home employee, so I did not join a golf team) but went to the dinner celebration afterwards. This year, I participated in the whole sha-bang!

First, I needed to figure out a sporty golf outfit. I do not own a golf skirt and came up empty at my local Goodwill and Ross stores (still trying to watch my spending). So.. I went with my lucky pink top and yoga pants since it was supposed to be a fairly cool and beautiful day (80 degrees, mostly sunny and a light breeze). 

^ I wore some white and pink socks, because it was going to be a sweaty day! ^

^ Let’s load up Ari’s clubs and head to the course! ^

^ A quick adjustment to get my hair out of the way in the clubhouse locker room^

^ Half-way through the course, my team took a bathroom break. (Sweaty Ari) ^

I was having a great time. I was playing with two of the guys from my team, one of them is an old friend of mine from college who is now our Director. There was a member of IT support who rounded out our team. It was a best ball tourney and we ended up using 6 of my drives out of 18 holes! Also, I finished up one hole with a great chip shot and put-in all on my own. I have not golfed that well in .. well maybe ever. I think it has something to do with being less stressed and more confident. Golf is such a mind game more than a skill game ;)

While we were golfing, I did use the women’s tees. However, for my drives, I was using a 3-iron the whole night. I figured if anyone made a stink about me (a transgender woman) using the women’s tees then I would both say to them, “you know we lose a ton of muscle mass on HRT, right? - And besides, I used an iron for all of my drives!” (I was being ridiculous though to worry about it because it never came up). Now, had I won a contest, such as closest to the pin, longest put, or longest drive.. then there might have been someone saying something. They had categories for men and women for those, but alas I did not beat out anyone for those. Again, lesson learned that I make more out of “what could happen” in my mind then what ever “actually does happen.” Prior to signing up for the golf outing I thought about all of this stuff and kept thinking about it, even though I was able to convince myself to signup anyway.

Another nice thing that happened was a photographer came by while we were golfing and took our team photo. He was an older gentlemen from our company that I have actually known for years, but he “introduced himself” to me and boy was he taking me all in with his eyes. A little off-putting but still it boosts my confidence a bit when things like that happen. I did not explain to him that we used to know each other, I just shook his hand and said “It is nice to meet you.” He actually stayed at our hole to watch us complete our hits. I was last to hit and my Director was away with the golf cart looking for his ball. After I hit, the photographer offered to drive me back to the rest of the group with his cart. He asked my last name and we talked about how we are both of polish descent. ;)

My team came together very well and we performed respectably. We were not going to win this thing, we knew that.. but we had a blast. My Director actually bought me a Black Cherry Mike’s Hard Lemonade, after I had already had one of my own. Those things are strong so I was feeling pretty good by the time we were done ;) ;)

With the course completed.. it was time for a wardrobe change… That’s right! I came prepared!

Not too bad for cleaning up with baby wipes and a little re-application of makeup!

While at the after-party, I again experienced more ‘introductions’..  “I don’t think we’ve met.. “ - became the theme of the night when I knew pretty much everyone there already. Honestly, I felt so validated and happy (maybe that was partly the hard lemonade). I had several other people offer to get me a drink, but I had to drive so I politely declined.

It was a wonderful, wonderful day!

I just want to encourage my followers that are transitioning to keep fighting back against that voice in your head that tries to talk you out of doing things and experiencing life the way you should.. it will almost never be even close to as bad as you imagine and it may be way.. waaaay better than you imagine!



Princess Diana was a Cancer Sun and apparently an Aquarius Moon. I think this fits her to a tee, a woman both caring and loving but not able to fit into the mold of the people that came before her in a position of royalty. There was something rebellious about the way she conducted herself, leading from the heart in an institution that doesn’t always command you do that.

Another Black Trans Woman, Tee Tee Dangerfield, has been murdered. The 14th Black Trans Woman murdered this year. 16th Trans Woman of Color. Found in her car with multiple gunshot wounds.

Andre and Bryson, brothers shot by an Olympia cop - “black boys with skateboards”, have been imprisoned after 2 years of a shitshow circus of a trial by a corrupt court system that was determined to make them pay from the beginning -without evidence just based on this officer’s word that it was self defense because…skateboards.

It has never not been time to organize and to resist.

We MUST organize and resist.

Our LITERAL survival depends on it.

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