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eh, screw it *releases my fucked up vampire au from the confines of my mind*

anyway I decided my blog is for me and I can draw and post all the weird silly concepts of my dreams and nobody can stop me. I actually have a lot of potential comic ideas ping-ponging in my head for this AU — not a linear story or anything (beyond what's on this post), just some good fun and shenanigans.

bonus:

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need a 2,000 chapter Allison/Erica enemies to lovers fic 🙏😞

don’t make me write it myself (this is a warning)

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aroaces ready to come out: let's go gambling

[almost no media representation] aw dang it

["you just need to find the one"] aw dang it

[getting told to get therapy] aw dang it

[less visibility than other queer people] aw dang it

["I couldn't do that, that's such an important part"] aw dang it

[marriage and children being standard/expected] aw dang it

["that's gonna be such a sad life"] aw dang it

["that doesn't exist, quit your bullsh*t"] aw dang it

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the tragedy that is the chimeras pack keeps me up at night.

theo - who only wanted a pack. he needed people to call his, ne craved community even if he might not have realized it. sure, he is a control freak and couldn't join scott's pack even if they allowed it, he needs to be the on in charge. he can only trust himself to make decissions that'll keep him alive. keep them alive. his pack. the one whose presence makes him stronger, the ones whose company and loyalty he'll have, the ones he brought back to life, carefully selected and taught how to control their powers. the ones who fought for him – with him – thr ones whose presence he came to enjoy, if only the warm feeling they provided had a word in theo's vocabulary.

only for his fear to overpower everything. the need for power, that stem for fear, made him act irrational. the thing he feared, losing control, happened exactly how he didn't want to. if he had a second more to think, to think for himself, whitout the pressure of deucalion, theo wouldn't have killed josh. nor tracy. a pack is all he wanted, but he was made for power. literally. he was brought up through violence and for violence. kill or be killed. and deucalion was telling him he'll be killed if he doesn't take his pack's power through murder. just like years ago the doctors told him he'll die if he doesn't let his sister take his place in the reaper's scythe.

and old habbits die hard, especially when you have no one to help you stay on the path you chose for yourself. so theo succumbed to it. he lost the pack, he lost himself. he had everything he wanted, then he lost it all. he took it from himself.

josh - who consumed. who has been turned against his will and lost even that way of escapism. and maybe his body now heals fast, but the mind is a different matter. take drugs from an addict and he'll go through whitdrawal just the same, supernatural or not. josh who found himself thrust in a pack without even knowing what that is, with an Alpha he was afraid to trust.

but then the Alpha showed him his powers can be a blessing. he can control it. he can ride the high of electricity and it was better than everything he tried before. and maybe the boy with too much gel in his hair and green eyes that looked brown in the shadows cared for him like his family should have. he noticed when his control slipped, when all he needed was to feel like he belonged. and maybe his Alpha didn't know the feeling either, but in his own broken way, he made a family out of the chimeras.

josh began to feel like he found his place. like he was wanted, needed, maybe even cherrished. he begin to let himself trust. let himself love these people he called pack, but were a family. and then he lost it all again. the same hands that brough him back plunged him back in his grave, the same face that greeted him when he woke up from death was the same that closed his eyes and josh couldn't even cry. or scream. or rage. in a blink of his eyes, before he could even feel betrayed or register the loss of things he lost hope to even dare wish for a long time ago, he got to feel nothing again.

tracy - who lived in fear of her own mind all her life. her mind and the darkness it hid, her mind and the darkness and the shadows that hid monsters in the corners of her eyes. only to then become the monster in the shadows. the darkness people fear. her mind felt quiet for once and she could feel the anger the seethed behind her fear.

she made mistakes, she killed her father. she wished to be dead from guilt eating her alive. then she was dead. and then she wasn't anymore. she was given a second chance and she was in control this time. she was taught to be. and she was going to take advantage of that and not let her second life go to waste.

she knew she had potential way before, but fear paralyzed her. funny. she was the one to do the paralyzing now. and theo recognized the potential in her. she found herself amongst people who could look at her and see the monster she became, but the girl she is too. they were one and here, down in the sewers, with her pack, she could believe it. everything was fine. she was fine.

she knew she got too attached to theo, unhealthy so. but she never felt that before. she wouldn't allow herself to be noticed. to make herself noticeable. and with theo she didn't have to overthink it. she just was. so she let herself be. let herself find her own self.

these people, cory and josh and hayden and theo weren't calling her crazy. weren't making her feel bad for her nightmares, they all had them. these people were hers and she liked that. then she dared act on her feelings for once. act brave. kissing a boy she liked. old tracy would have never. and maybe old tracy was right, because this tracy was punished for it. she was killed. a second time. thrown into darkness, but this time, she knew she won't escape it.

hayden - was the lucky one. lucky enough to have the beta of the tru Alpha love her. lucky enough to be a front though in scott mccal's mind. deucalion pusher her away. towards safety. towards a pack that knew what was doing. a pack just as broken as hers, but whose members knew how to put the pieces back together.

her own pack only knew hot to pick the pieces up and hug them tight, jarring and cutting and bleeding. and maybe hayden could appreciate that. maybe she could admit she trusted them. theo even. in his own twisted way, he cared for and protected them. sure, only them, but maybe a dark part in hayden liked that. to be cared for more than others, her and corey and josh and tracy mattered more. scott's pack mattered to him more than the light of his eyes, but everyone else mattered too. with theo, them 5 (five) were the only important ones.

but she wasn't brought up like that. the allure of it was powerful, but she refused to be weak. and deucalion gave her the push in the right direction. she hated theo for a while, but then she left beacon hills. all this supernatural stuff – stuff she got curious about, stuff a strong part of her wanted to part of – felt easier to navigate with theo. he made her feel secure in a way scott couldn't. maybe it was the ferocity of it all. the fireceness she recognized in herself too. who'd do anything, dirtying one's hands if need be, to protect the few people that mattered. and her sister was part of those, by extention, of course.

so hayden, from far away, maybe regreted what could have been. a harder life, but maybe there was a wildness in her, maybe it was always there or she gained it after death, but that part sought adventures she knew would now be lost.

corey – who had trouble keeping people around. who pushed people away when they got too close and he felt too loved. he didnt't want to get about why that was. it was just his way. corey who then died something he wasn't born as, then brought back to be yet something else.

corey who, despite himself, got attached. hard not to, with josh's easy-going antics, with tracy's cool sterness, like a big sister who'd always be there like an anchor, with hayden who was so normal, too normal, it made her stand out, but corey clung to it. and finally, theo. theo who declared himself the Alpha and tought corey to fight, to embrace this new thing he became, to control these powers that made him feel like a super hero from the comics that kept him stable when he felt his life was falling apart.

they weren't heroes, corey learned soon enough. they weren't helping anyone without a price and only cared for their own, but corey felt safe. happy. he had a place, a people whom he knew couldn't push away no matter how hard he tried. he had a pack. and he liked that.

he still didn't aprove of their Alpha's methods. he wasn't as easily swayed by the dark side. but he'll let it go for now. he thought he had time to bring forth that good side he knew theo had in him – saw it when he saved corey despite it jeopardizing the mission, saw it when theo helped them even when it wasn't about the fight. and then maybe they'll be like the mccall pack. they just needed to get over this Beast stuff.

corey didn't know what a pack was supposed to be like, but his broken, barely stittced together one, he liked. theo may not be the greatest leader, nor a good one, at least, but corey saw a bit of his own struggles in him and he understood. the need to keep people away, push them away even, the need of connection, but the yet greatest fear of it too. corey didn't know how to help himself, much less theo. but he felt comforted by what they shared.

they didn't talk much about feelings in the pack, but it was weird how one look, one passing smile, one "take a break, well done" or a rare hug – theo were never part of those, but corey could be patient – conveyed more than words could. words were needed, but corey could wait. they had time. for once, corey wasn't going anywhere and neither were the people surrounding him.

until they didn't have time anymore. theo killed josh and tracy and corey fled. hayden became scott's beta and theo was sent to hell and corey wasn't exactly alone, he had mason. but there was a chimera pack ache in his heart that couldn't be ailed. he felt them missing, he mourned what could have been and even after theo came back and he seemed changed, closer to admit to what corey had seen in him, corey couldn't bring himself to talk to him.

he forgave him, corey thought. but he was the phisical reminder of what corey lost. and corey was not ready to face that. maybe never will be. maybe he'll always stray away from his Alpha, unable to make amends with how they were the only two left of the chimera pack.

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No wait, random worldbuilding idea:

A people who have an age-old tradition, that when warriors left home to go to war, their family that remains home prepare funeral goods for them while they wait, sewing them the clothes and preparing the tools and all that they will be buried with - to emotionally prepare them to the hard possibility that the one who left will not return home alive. If the warrior returns, their burial goods are all burned in a bonfire that is lit for the celebration of their return.

And to this modern day, mothers of the culture will tell their children "fine, but let me take your measures for burial clothes before you go" as a way of telling them that something they're about to do is lethally stupid. Sharing stories about just how dramatic their mothers are, someone tells their group of friends that his mother once actually took out a measuring tape to start taking his measures when he said he's leaving home for a work trip.

And another one goes "pfft, yeah. This one time I went to a rock concert and came back home to mom sitting on her sewing machine, fucking making me a funeral coat."

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my favorite thing about the thiam tag on ao3 is that its not infiltrated with a whole bunch of other ships. like for every other teen wolf ship (except for sterek, obviously) you have to shift through pages & pages to find a fic that's directly centered around them and where they aren't just a side couple (to sterek). but somehow the thiam tag is mostly just them and thank GOD for that.

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Reblog if you think public libraries are important and should be maintained.

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Liam is Theo's first love and I can't be normal about it.

I mean, Liam has had relationships, affairs, friendships, crushes and everything in between. Theo has never experienced any of that, he doesn't know what it's like to have a crush or fall in love, he doesn't know what a relationship is supposed to be like or how to handle his feelings for someone else, he doesn't know how to actually kiss or what sex is or how it works and if he does it's like the coldest, most sterile thing in the world to him.

And at some point Liam REALIZES IT, even though he knew it before there's a point where Liam REALIZES that Theo is just so secretly and pointlessly and irrationally scared of love.

Theo wants to love Liam but he doesn't know how and Liam wants to love Theo but he doesn't know how to teach him and that makes them my Roman Empire, your honor.

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Liam: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

Scott: Liam no.

Stiles: Mistlefoe.

Scott: Please stop encouraging him.

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my humor might be broken cause I find this trend actually funny

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i think they should have kept scott trying to use sat prep words in daily conversation throughout the seasons tbh. just as an ongoing bit. scott should have said someone was "endowed" with The Bite. he describes the alpha pack as "fomenting" trouble. we should have gotten AT LEAST one scene where a character pulls out their phone to look up a word he uses and another where they learn he used it wrong

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YALL. Holly Black has a list of resources she's used for writing her books on the fair folk. I'm OBSESSED. I love her work and world building. it's so true to the heart of faeries

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Liam knows everything about Fnaf (five nights at Freddie's) and will talk everyone's ears off about it.

Theo knows absolutely nothing about Fnaf and loves Liam's ramblings about it. He doesn't pay too much attention but can recite every law fact from memory. Every time Liam opens his mouth to talk about fnaf, Theo wants to kiss him senseless and sometimes he does

Liam always repeats Markiplier's "WAS THAT THE BITE OF 87?!" and it makes Theo giggle a lot.

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CINNAMON LATTE

🤎 thiam 🤎 first date 🤎 online dating 🤎 first meet 🤎

When you go on your first date everything should be perfect, right? But what should you do if your man starts sneezing like crazy and cannot stop? Calling your best friend sounds like a good idea until it doesn't - your man is about to die? Oh wait, false call - HE'S AROUSED NOW? IT'S OUR FIRST DATE FOR GOD'S SAKE!

Or the fic, where Liam and Theo, after talking online for a while decide to go on a date and end up in a ... situation.

For @khylinsl0ver on @officialtwlibrary's June Gift Giving Exchange!!!! Hope you like it🙏🏻🤎

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ghost allison haunting lydia maybe?

You kinda read my mind with this one given how I have like three wips of this concept in different ways😭 she’s almost there but not really