Stardate twenty-two fifty-eight point four two, four uh, four whatever. Acting Captain Spock has marooned me on Delta Vega, what I believe to be a violation of security protocol forty-nine point oh nine.
Prompt: The bridge crew finds out that Jim and Bones are together.
The most embarrassing part of the whole thing was that Jim Kirk and Leonard McCoy thought they had a snowball’s chance in hell at being discreet.
Like most of their fights, it starts with Ethan.
Well, it actually starts with Stiles, because in contrary to popular beliefs that Ethan is the one getting him in trouble, Stiles makes his own decisions. It just so happens that Ethan is present more often than not when he makes what Derek refers to as the bad ones. He needs a scapegoat and would rather bark at Ethan than his own boyfriend.
That doesn’t mean he’s not upset with Stiles though.
"What were you thinking?" Derek mutters, leaning on the kitchen counter with hands gripping the edge. He hasn’t changed from work yet, still wearing the tank top that’s only white when it’s fresh out of laundry.
"You know exactly what I was thinking," Stiles argues, half wanting to get up from where he’s sitting by the table and approach Derek, half hoping to be left alone to finish his dinner in peace, "because you ask me this every single time."
Well that sounds terribly, TERRIBLY stupid. Glee has so many great characters that I came to really enjoy, but the writing basically destroyed them. I can’t believe that they would make this storyline move…it makes no sense but to anger (the remaining) fans, in my opinion. I thought that one of the few things that they did right on Glee was to have Kurt and Blaine remain together. I guess that was too easy?? *throws up papers*
In response to the GoFundMe Campaign for Darren Wilson, people are asking GoFundMe to close the account due to the fact that it incites hate and obviously violates their terms and conditions
The donors and the comments attached to the campaign are sick and simply racist. They asking for the “Killing of N*****s”, “purging the savages” and to support a “fellow White” individual that has the right to murder Black people.
Pass this around. Report the Darren Wilson page as for the violation
I will add their contact info as soon as I find it.
It takes Stiles nineteen minutes of pacing outside the door to let himself in. He’d turned back to the stairs at one point, but he’d heard Kira Yukimura from 11b humming to herself and he’d just known he couldn’t let her see. Kira is cool. They should really ask her up for drinks sometime. When he’s… recovered.
Everyone’s making casual small talk when he comes in, tosses his keys on the side. Only Derek looks up, as he always does out of habit, and Stiles wants to kiss his stupid, perfect face normally. He loves that Derek’s always aware of him, always waiting for him, happy to see him.
Derek freezes, lowers his cup to the table, expression totally stunned.
"Hey man," Scott twists around to wave casually, "And, then I asked if— holy shit!" He leaps up, pointing at Stiles. "Your face!"
"Scott, don’t be mean," Lydia chides without looking up, nose buried in a book. "Stiles’ face being traumatic to look at was removed from the joke list when Derek started getting pissy about it."
"They are not sticking that in me!”
"Bones, it’s perfectly safe-"
"The hell it is. I don’t trust needles-"
"He’s a doctor, I promise," Jim whispers to the nurse, who’s starting to look progressively fed up with the entire process. "Bones, calm down." He reaches out to pat the back of Bones’ wrist and suddenly finds his hand clenched in a death grip.
"Don’t let them do it, Jim," Bones orders, his eyes wild, and the nurse chooses this moment to step in.
"Sir, we’re going to have to start prepping for the procedure now," she says, and injects Bones’ IV line before he has a chance to argue back. "We’ll give him five minutes," she informs Jim. "Keep him calm."
"Will do," Jim says cheerfully, and she leaves.
"Et tu, Brute?" Bones asks darkly as soon as the door closes, thumping his head back on the gurney. "This sucks. You suck. Suuuuuck.” His words are already slurring a bit, and Jim takes a second to be mildly impressed. He stealthily tries to retrieve his hand, only to find that Bones’ fingers are locked tight around his, like he’s forgotten how to open his hand.
"I’ll buy you ice cream once it’s over," Jim says bracingly. "It’s a simple surgery, Bones. You said it yourself."
"On paper. Everything looks…..looks worse from down here. Shinier……" Bones blinks slowly up at the ceiling, his eyes sliding in and out of focus. "Huh."
"See you later, Bones," Jim says, and Bones begins to snore.
IF YOU HIT “X+C” IT SHUTS OFF EVERY GIF ON YOUR DASH
EVERY SINGLE ONE TURNS TO A LITTLE GREY BOX WITH A LOCK
TUMBLR HAS MADE ITSELF SAFE FOR EPILEPTICS
PASS IT ON
I BRING FORTH THIS KNOWLEDGE TO ANY FELLOW TUMBLRITES/SEIZURE-PRONE PEOPLE THAT MAY FOLLOW ME
KINDLY THANK THE OP FOR THIS KNOWLEDGE
I AM A HUMBLE MESSENGER
oh i thought this would be useful for when your parents walk by but ok
The video begins humorously as Anthony Carbajal, a photographer, dresses up in a neon bikini top and soaps up a car before being doused with ice water.
one if the greatest unexpected moments in cinematic history
this made that movie
every time i do it makes me laugh
skills i have mastered
- not texting back
- painting my nails like a blind pre-schooler
- sleeping a lot
- being single