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Here’s the pic I promised you @alphakingonstilesboard 

Wanted to wear something cybery to a con so cybered up Loki – I’ve worn this to Thought Bubble and MCM London 

Tagged by @mahmah-tee ~ thank you 🙂

Rules: click on the ‘explore’ button (between the ‘Dash’ and ‘Inbox’ button and you’ll get to the Recommended For You page. Now write down (or insert a picture of) your Recommended Searches. And then tag the first ten people in your message box 🙂

Fairly boring but could have been worse, I guess 😛

And here’s a bonus one since I accidentally ended up on that page again when looking for my ‘likes’ and realised it was different 

Tagging (only if you want to):   @alphakingonstilesboard@daisy-is-not-a-flower, @lovefushsia, @moonblossom, @inconocible – I don’t have 10 people in my messages so yeah, anyone else who wants to join in feel free 🙂



I regretfully must inform you that I do indeed still watch Teen Wolf, even though I am left asking myself the same exact question after every new episode, namely, “Why the fuck am I still watching this horrendous trainwreck of a show?”

And the answer is unfortunately always the same. Because I love Stiles and Dylan O’Brien too much to just abandon it while he’s still there. 

As for the finale; of course they’re going to find a way to save Mason because they need to maintain their reputation as such a “diverse” show, you know? And you know what else is gonna happen in the finale? They’re probably going to put Stiles and Malia back together because obviously that’s what that show needs; more fucked up romantic relationships between a character who is in desperate need of therapy after all the shit he’s gone through lately, and a character who makes no sense whatsoever. (Yeah, living as a wild animal for like 8 years in the woods totally makes you ready to graduate High School and enables you with the social skills, interests and desires of a normal human teenager after only a few months. Makes total sense.) 

And let’s not forget that saving Mason is also going to be vital to keeping Scott McCall the True Alpha™ the main attraction of the show because, let’s be real, Teen Wolf became The Scott McCall Show ages ago. And you can’t have the Scott McCall show without Scott McCall, Hero and True Alpha™.

There’s also going to be lots of slow motion, though I doubt the producers can top last week’s episode, where there was an actual slow motion scene of people not even doing anything. Not even moving. Because slow motion for everyone, everywhere, at all times! Oh, and I think we can definitely count on there being some form of unnecessary, uncomfortable romance thrown into the mix. Probably several scenes like that, because it is the season finale, after all, and you can’t have a Scott McCall Show season finale without the uncomfortable romance scenes, right? 

And at the end of the finale, everyone will be in love with about 600 new plotholes emerging, and God knows what not, and I’ll be left sitting there, once again asking myself why I put myself through the horrendous torture that is watching Teen Wolf every single week. 

Then awaits a blissful period of several months of no Teen Wolf, in which I will still be praying to everything there is to pray to that someone, for the love of Derek Hale, will either make Stiles pack up all his shit and the Sheriff, and abandon Beacon Hills and everyone in it for good because Beacon Hills doesn’t deserve the Stilinskis, and Teen Wolf doesn’t deserve Dylan O’Brien and Linden Ashby, so I can stop watching this shit. Or that the people in charge will finally, finally, come to their senses and make season 6 the last ever season of The Scott McCall, True Alpha™, show and put us all out of our misery.

And as a final note; I really fucking miss Derek Hale.

This turned into a full-fledged rant. I’m sorry. I have a lot of rage about Teen Wolf.

Yeah, I’m kinda glad I quit watching once Hoechlin left.


I am so, so sorry for how long it’s taken me to fill this, and for my general absence in terms of Cut & Run ficlets lately. Most of my time has gone into uni and work, and I simply haven’t had the time and energy to sit down and write anything. Hopefully this makes up for the wait, though. 

(Amazing prompt, by the way. Thank you for sending it to me, darling! <3) 


“God dammit,

Ty’s voice
echoed through the forest, the sound carrying so heavily that Kelly wouldn’t be
surprised if the people at the diner they’d stopped at a few hours prior to
could actually hear it, even over the pouring rain and the howling winds.

crawled to the opening of the tent, pulling the zipper down and peeking his
head out into the rain. Somewhere behind him, Nick snorted, and Kelly had to
resist the urge to kick at him.

“You guys doing okay?” Kelly asked, raising his voice to make sure that
he could be heard over the rain pounding against the wet ground of the forest
and the loud winds ruffling the trees that surrounded the clearing they’d
decided to set up camp in.

Ty’s head whipped around at the sound of Kelly’s voice, and he shot the
man a glare with such heat that it was a miracle it didn’t burn a hole straight
through Kelly’s forehead.

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This was more difficult for me to write than I expected it to be. I’m so sorry. And I’m so sorry for how long it’s taken me to fill this prompt, anon! Hopefully the result will make the wait somewhat worth it!


Over the years that had followed since Zane and Ty had
announced their relationship – and later their marriage – to Zane’s family,
coming to Texas was no longer as stressful and as uncomfortable as it had been
for as long as Zane could remember. In fact, he had started looking forward to
the visits to the ranch with his husband. Beverly was still working on
accepting her son for who he was, but she was constantly making progress.

Slow progress, sure, but progress nevertheless.

Zane and Ty would travel to Texas for holidays,
birthdays and sometimes even just long weekends out of nowhere, just like they
did with Ty’s family in West Virginia. It had become a pleasant experience, and
it wasn’t rare for Zane to be feeling excited in the days leading up to the
flight home.

However, when he had to travel to Texas because his
father was in the hospital, being kept alive by machines from a horrific car
accident, excitement was the very last thing Zane was feeling.

This time, he hated going to Texas.

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Ask, and you shall receive, my dear anon.


clutched the phone in his hand, holding it firmly against his ear as he waited
for the tone to be replaced by the voice he so desperately wanted to hear.

His body
was shaking, the remains of his nightmare still clinging on to him, even thirty
minutes after he’d woken up. Zane couldn’t even remember what the dream had
been about, but he remembered it being bad enough to have him waking up gasping
for air, as the memories of every horrible thing that had happened to him,
starting with Becky’s death, flooded his brain all at once, leaving him nearly
paralyzed with the intensity of it all.

It was a
rare occasion for Zane to be so shaken by a nightmare that he still hadn’t calmed
down after half an hour, and it had been so long since the last time it had
happened that Zane was reaching for his phone and finding Ty’s number before he
knew what he was doing.

It took six
rings before Ty’s gruff voice answered.

“Grady.” He muttered, the introduction
giving away the fact that he hadn’t even checked the display of his phone
before taking Zane’s call.

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You are the sweetest, anon! Thank you so much for your lovely message! 

Here you go. ❤


are you?!” Ty shouted, looking around the big, vast emptiness around him.
He saw nothing but miles and miles of sand, stretching as far as his eye could
see in the darkness.

It was cold
out here. Freezing, even, which was a stark contrast to the unbearable heat he
fought against during the day.

Ty did what
he could to navigate through the dark, but it was hard. He was disoriented, and
cold, and edging towards a panic because Zane was gone. He’d been right there,
just a few minutes ago, and now Ty couldn’t find him. Couldn’t see him, or hear
him, or feel him anywhere near him.

“Zane, you
son of a bitch, where the hell are you?!” He tried again, looking around
frantically. He couldn’t lose Zane — couldn’t lose him in the desert. Ty had
lost too much in the desert already.

darkness surrounded him and despite being out in the wide open, Ty felt
trapped. Trapped and alone, because Zane wasn’t there anymore.

And Zane
had promised him he wouldn’t leave him alone in the dark.

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