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Did you drink alcohol before you were of legal age?

If you traveled to another country where the drinking age is lower than your home country & had a drink there, please don’t include that scenario. Thanks!

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Wip Wednesday

I’m very much joining the party late but thank you for the tags @heartstringsduet @welcometololaland @thisbuildinghasfeelings @henrygrass @neversleepuntilfive @lemonlyman-dotcom @whatsintheboxmh @my-beloved-lakes @carlos-in-glasses! This is from my latest chapter of death itself is undone

Centaurus, Crux, Canes Venatici, Musca, Virgo. She repeated the mythology and facts that went with them and point out their patterns until Matty could accurately replicate their placement. The pair fell silent for a moment, peaceful and appreciative before Matty spoke up. “Do you have a favorite constellation?” Nancy thought for a second before nodding. She scanned the sky before jabbing her finger in a random direction.

“That one. Corona Borealis. Supposedly the story is about this daughter of a king called Ariadne who helped a man named Theseus but he ended up abandoning her.” Matty scrunched his eyebrows. “That's not a very good story.” “Be patient, I wasn’t finished. Anyway, supposedly Ariadne fell in love with the god Dionysus and they got married. The crown was I think a gift and to celebrate their marriage he placed the crown in the sky.” Nancy flashed him a quick smile. 

No tags today because I tagged literally my entire list in the chapter announcement last night lol

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Summary:

When TK is ambushed by another werewolf in the woods, he doesn't know their lives will intertwine many moons over. When Carlos returns to his hometown with a secret, he doesn’t expect his focus to shift, until it does.

Distracted, it's easy to miss the danger looming as close as their shadows.

Rating: E

[Ch. 1] [Ch. 2] [Ch. 3] [Ch. 4] [Ch. 5]

[Ch. 6] [Ch. 7] [Ch. 8] [Ch. 9] [Ch. 10]

[Ch. 11] [Ch. 12] [Ch. 13] [Ch. 14]

[Ch. 15 ☾]

All these gifs are made by the wonderful @lutavero who I so adored collaborating with! Thank you so so much. ✨ Thanks @herefortarlos and @decafdino for beta-reading this.

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WIP Wednesday!!

thank you @henrygrass, @heartstringsduet and @carlossreaders for tagging me!^^

I'm working on an art piece right now, and finally gathered the courage to start a new fic! I'm really more of an artist, so I takes A LOT of it, but here's a little snippet from the new thing i started. It's kinda raw but i wanted to share it anyways :D

Carlos put his car into park, checking the digital clock one last time before opening the door. 1:27 am, the display reveals. It’s a dark night; the usually bright stars are covered by clouds. He drove far enough away from Austin that, aside from a few street lanterns on the little parking lot, it’s complete darkness. Locking his car, he walks away from the yellow glow, down a path that follows into the woods. It’s quiet, the silence merely broken by his steps on the gravel. Just like he hoped, being alone at his favorite place in the woods. He pulls out his phone, turning on the flashlight but covering half of it with one finger to dim the bright beam. He knows this place by heart, the woods just outside Austin were always his little realm ever since he got his driver’s license.

Open tag &

@rangersoup @annoyingcloudearthquake @my-beloved-lakes @henrygrass @emsprovisions @eclectic-sassycoweyes @thisbuildinghasfeelings @firstprince-history-huh @sapphic--kiwi @tellmegoodbye @paperstorm @carlos-in-glasses @strandnreyes @carlossreaders @lemonlyman-dotcom, @heartstringsduet

No pressure of course :)

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WIP WEDNESDAY

this piece is taking me a lot longer than the others! i’m sorry guys x

thanks for the tags!! @heartstringsduet @welcometololaland @thisbuildinghasfeelings @henrygrass

no pressure tags! @goodways @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @honeybee-taskforce @pimento-playing-hopscotch @herefortarlos @sapphic--kiwi @emsprovisions @ironheartwriter @tellmegoodbye @the-126-family @butchreyes @whatsintheboxmh @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @eclectic-sassycoweyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @freneticfloetry @bonheur-cafe @decafdingo @nisbanisba @everlastingday @carlos-tk @literateowl @theghostofashton @neversleepuntilfive + open tag!

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WIP Wednesday

Chapter 2 of Under The Moonlit Veil is up on ao3, so here's a snippet from the final chapter! Thank you for the tags @heartstringsduet @welcometololaland @thisbuildinghasfeelings 💞

Carlos lets out a gasp as another shock rocks his body. He presses a hand against the cold, rocky wall, finding purchase as his vision blurs and darkness swirls around him.

He closes his eyes, fighting the pulsing throb in his skull, and inhales deeply, filling his lungs with the earthy scent of rusted metal and the cold air drifting down the tunnels—air that makes him hope there is an exit somewhere.

He drags himself along the wall, shining his flashlight down the cavernous passageway, cutting through the darkness and revealing weathered, splintered wooden support beams.

Only the hum of his heart breaks the stillness. No growls ripple through the air, no scraping claws against rock. Yet he knows that thing is down here with him, lurking in the shadows that could be his tomb.

He won’t join the others here to be forgotten by time—he can’t.

“Come on, Carlos,” he mutters to himself, teeth gritted as the cold seeps into his flesh, numbing his aching muscles and burrowing into his bones. His eyes watch every shadow dancing in the flickering light—they bend and twist around him, suffocating him.

His breath catches suddenly, a faint scrape echoing from deeper within the tunnel, followed by another one—it’s closing in fast.

“Fuck.” Cold sweat trickles down his spine. His heart begins to pound harder against his ribs as he takes a step back, legs trembling beneath the fear crashing down on him—he can’t fight it, and he can't outrun it, not here,

His eyes dart around, desperately seeking refuge.

The glint of a rusty minecart catches his eye, and he slips behind it, his back pressed against the cool metal. He carefully switches off his flashlight, plunging himself into total darkness.

Terror clenches his chest. His trembling hand flies to his mouth, pressing tightly against his lips to stifle the gasps threatening to escape.

He tries to stay still and let the shadows swallow him.

Open tag &

@emsprovisions @alrightbuckaroo @nisbanisba

@lemonlyman-dotcom @decafdino @futures-tense

@bonheur-cafe @carlos-in-glasses @theghostofashton @eclectic-sassycoweyes

@herefortarlos @strandnreyes @carlos-tk @lightningboltreader @sapphic--kiwi

@ladytessa74 @paperstorm @chicgeekgirl89 @ironheartwriter @everlastingday

@carlossreaders @pimento-playing-hopscotch @tellmegoodbye

@neversleepuntilfive @rangersoup @annoyingcloudearthquake

@whatsinthebox @liminalmemories21 @reyesstrand @my-beloved-lakes

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Happy Wednesday! Have a snippet from the agent fic the wonderful @welcometololaland are working on.

TK pastes on a smile he knows will even fool his best friends. “Is he hot?”

Paul scans him, ever the detective, but eventually lets up. “Who? Our contact?”

“No,” TK corrects. “Monarch. My handler.”

“How am I supposed to know that?”

“Come on. I know Marjan. She’s not exactly shy about her opinions about literally anything, so if there’s a hot guy at the office, you’d know.”

Paul shakes his head with a smile. He pats his bed, not stopping until TK sits down next to him. It’s always odd to meet agents, friends, family, the first few minutes a mutual shedding of suspicion that dissipates now as he nudges Paul’s shoulder. This is the friend whose back he rubbed when Paul threw up glitter at a club, who rubbed TK’s back when yet another man broke up with him. 

“Alright, she said that he’s easy on the eyes,” Paul admits.

“What exactly does he--” TK broke off. “No, don’t tell me details.”

Paul raised an eyebrow again. “What’s that about? How are you two getting along? Anything I should know about him?”

“I mean you spoke to him. How did the debrief go?”

Paul shrugs, face neutral. “Fine. I can appreciate his precision.”

He waits it out until TK finally answers the question he was asked too.

“It was a rocky start but he’s…" TK clears his throat. "He’s a bit too stuck-up, too careful one moment, and a pushy bastard other times. Probably gets off on ordering people around outside of work too.” Paul makes a face and TK wins. See, manipulation is TK's thing; with his friends he uses it to humor them. “But he also is dependable and has a good heart -- the other day he warned me to watch my step because I nearly walked into a puddle. And I think he tries to hide it but he has this silly side.” Paul doesn’t interrupt him, though his lips twitch a bit. Something about it prompts TK to say, “I told him I would try and find him at the holiday party without any help on what he looks like.”

This, Paul reacts too, eyes widening before he asks, “You think that’s a good idea?”

He knew Paul wouldn’t like it. He surrounds himself with rule-followers, apparently. TK shrugs. “Probably not.”

OPEN TAG &

@carlossreaders @annoyingcloudearthquake @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk @future-tense

@paperstorm @strandnreyes @henrygrass @lightningboltreader @eclectic-sassycoweyes

@lemonlyman-dotcom @theghostofashton @ladytessa74 @freneticfloetry

@liminalmemories21 @emsprovisions @sapphic--kiwi @neverblooms

@welcometololaland @rmd-writes @alrightbuckaroo @decafdino

@tellmegoodbye @ironheartwriter @literateowl @reyesstrand

@butchreyes @corsage @honeybee-taskforce @orchidscript @neversleepuntilfive

@never-blooms @irispurpurea @everlastingday @theghostofashton

@nisbanisba @bonheur-cafe @certifiedflower @firstprince-history-huh @denizoid

@nancys-braids @chicgeekgirl89 @ironheartwriter @pimento-playing-hopscotch

@rangersoup @the-126-family @carlos-tk @ladyknight1512 @onswiftshorses

@whatsintheboxmh @thisbuildinghasfeelings

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my take on the miss piggy/morticia addams sexywoman poll is that while morticia would lose gracefully, miss piggy would 1000% attempt murder over the label and morticia would respect her for it. then theyd go out for tea and gossip together

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Lone star tag is a bit empty today sooo

No option for all of them, that’s the cowardly answer 😂

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ma'am, I'm going to place you on a brief hold while I look for a reaction image

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Confused TK throughout the seasons via @k__buttercup

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Lone star tag is a bit empty today sooo

No option for all of them, that’s the cowardly answer 😂

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Do you think I meant to write "stoopid" google docs. Do you think I meant to describe a character as "stoopid." Do you think that is what I meant to do