Okay… That’s it… I think I’m going to set this as my alarm on my phone so I can feel like I’m waking up in heaven on a daily basis.
waves upon waves of nostalgia omighosh
i havnt seen this movie in way tooo long help i need it now
yeah because there’s this cat that hangs around outside Derek’s apartment, and it’s not like he means to adopt it, but it looked so straggly and underfed and he’s not a monster. so he started feeding it and then it wouldn’t leave and he’s only just started dating Stiles, so when Stiles comes around he thinks he should hide the cat because who the fuck adopts strays?
and of course the cat sneaks out of the room Derek locked it in because cats are sneaky and Stiles is like, um, you do know there’s a cat here, right? and when Derek explains that he thought Stiles would think it was weird, Stiles laughs and kisses Derek on the nose, tells him he’s always adopted strays, just that this time it’s not of the canine variety. Derek doesn’t want to laugh at the joke because he’s trying to stop Stiles from making dog jokes, but Stiles has this carefree grin on his face and he’s letting the cat rub against his legs and —
that’s when Derek realises he kind of loves Stiles. and then they have sex, locking the cat out of the bedroom and hoping against hope she has enough self preservation not to attempt to come in.
(afterwards, when Stiles opens the door to go to the bathroom, the cat runs into the room, takes up the warm spot Stiles vacated and curls up to Derek. Stiles comes back and he can’t even be mad because she’s hilariously adorable and Derek’s hair is all mussed, his limbs spread out on the bed all boneless and Stiles is like, yeah, okay. this could be our life.)
Derek’s looking at him standing in the doorway and he’s terrified that Stiles is going to leave now, that despite what he said, he only wanted sex and — and then Stiles is crawling back onto the bed, stroking the cat and saying to Derek: “you haven’t even named her, have you?”
and Derek shakes his head and Stiles kisses him and says, “not everything will leave you, you know.”
and Derek thinks, okay. okay, maybe he can have this.
Remember that intimate conversation you had with your son? The one where you said, “I love you and I need you to know that no matter how a woman dresses or acts, it is not an invitation to cat call, taunt, harass or assault her”?
Or when you told your son, “A woman’s virginity isn’t a prize and sleeping with a woman doesn’t earn you a point”?
How about the heart-to-heart where you lovingly conferred the legal knowledge that “a woman doesn’t have to be fighting you and you don’t have to be pinning her down for it to be RAPE. Intoxication means she can’t legally consent, NOT that she’s an easy score.”
Or maybe you recall sharing my personal favorite, “Your sexual experiences don’t dictate your worth just like a woman’s sexual experiences don’t dictate hers.”
Last but not least, do you remember calling your son out when you discovered he was using the word “slut” liberally? Or when you overheard him talking about some girl from school as if she were more of a conquest than a person?
I want you to consider these conversations and then ask yourself why you don’t remember them. The likely reason is because you didn’t have them. In fact, most parents haven’t had them.
Source: The Huffington Post
Here’s an awesome little piece of history:
Archaeologists in the Burnt City have discovered what appears to be an ancient prosthetic eye. What makes this discovery exceptionally awesome is the striking description of how the owner and her false eye would have appeared while she was still alive and blinking:
[The eye] has a hemispherical form and a diameter of just over 2.5 cm (1 inch). It consists of very light material, probably bitumen paste. The surface of the artificial eye is covered with a thin layer of gold, engraved with a central circle (representing the iris) and gold lines patterned like sun rays. The female remains found with the artificial eye was 1.82 m tall (6 feet), much taller than ordinary women of her time. On both sides of the eye are drilled tiny holes, through which a golden thread could hold the eyeball in place. Since microscopic research has shown that the eye socket showed clear imprints of the golden thread, the eyeball must have been worn during her lifetime. The woman’s skeleton has been dated to between 2900 and 2800 BCE.
So she was an extraordinarily tall woman walking around wearing an engraved golden eye patterned with rays like a tiny sun. What an awesome sight that must have been.
SOMEONE DRAW HER PLEASE
CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW AN ANCIENT CRAFTSMAN WAS PRESENTED WITH PEOPLE LOOKING FOR HELP TO NORMALIZE THEIR DISABILITY. AND THEN SAID ‘NAH FUCK THIS WE’RE GOING TO MAKE YOU LOOK BADASS.’
- Robert Brockway, http://www.robertbrockway.net/2013/07/18/its-not-a-game-if-you-cant-lose/ (via pelikinesis)
#ok but u kno this is an accurate portrayal of their sex life and how they like it#like Stiles likes it hard and dirty #just gettin’ in the door still with his jacket on#Derek surprising him and goin’ down on him real quick and filthy#pants around his ankles not even a hello honey how was your day#which he probably says every time#and Derek huffs against his thigh maybe bites at a little #and it works every time#the first time he maybe hit his head a bit hard in the middle of sayin ‘oh fuck Derek— ah fuck’#and Derek probably made a remark about him losing brain cells#and Stiles probably said something ~witty like lol maybe you should make me lose some more#mmm cos you know he’d be super bad at dirty talk #till he gets a bit practised#till he learns what gets Derek going yeah then#THEN you got Derek and you KNOW he likes it slow#he likes it when Stiles takes his time#takes him apart piece by piece until he’s breathless with want#like Stiles’d dig a little bit of teeth that little bit of an edge of pain#but he wouldn’t want Derek to feel ANY pain#cos he’s a sucker and you know he wants Derek to have NICE things#NICE sweaters for Christmas and NICE pillow talk and NICE head#where he just totally worships the fuck out of Derek#and Derek falls apart under his hands #BUT ALSO FEELS TREASURED#MHM cos lbr they’d probably do filthy things but you can bet your ass they’d be nice about it#they’d be the losers thathold hands under the table whilst they’re throwing chips at each other#or insult each other inbetween kisses#best of both worlds all in one pretty gifset (✿◠‿◠)