just wasting time.....

teenwolf: THIS IS NOT A DRILL

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:49:49 -0700

teenwolf:

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

It’s like, “really?” and then, “OH...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:45:05 -0700

It’s like, “really?” and then, “OH REALLY??”

I’ve been waiting for this.

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:43:47 -0700

I’ve been waiting for this.

aggybird: sureashale: #saynotoJEEYOTA i can’t help myself...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:42:28 -0700

aggybird:

sureashale:

#saynotoJEEYOTA

i can’t help myself i’m sorry

——

“Hey, pal, you’re in the wrong parking spot,” says the Jeep. It’s an older build, light blue paint with some definite wear and tear. Its engine pings as it cools. Two teenage boys jumped out of it about five minutes ago and raced into the high rise.

“I’m sorry,” says Toyota RAV4 2013 Crossover SUV. His friends called him Rav. Well, they would have, if he’d had any back at the lot. But he was new/used and the floor models didn’t speak to him much, even though his previous owner had returned him within 30 days. For a Prius. ”I think you’re mistaken. I’ve been parked in this space all night.”

The Jeep makes a grinding noise. “Look, I’m trying to help you out here. That spot belongs to a very snarly Camaro, and if he gets back and finds you here, you’re gonna need some cosmetic work.”

“Oh, dear,” says Rav, his engine sinking. “Did you… Did you know the Camaro?”

The Jeep goes eerily quiet. “What do you mean?”

“I saw him when Owner Hale was negotiating my price. The Camaro didn’t… I’m afraid he didn’t get much for the trade-in. Something about damage from a bear?”

“What.” Steam hisses from under the Jeep’s hood.

“I’m sorry,” Rav says. “Was he your friend? Listen, if you need a chassis to lean on, I’ve got a solid construction and—”

“Don’t talk to me,” the Jeep growls dangerously.

Rav goes quiet, and autolocks his doors to show his silence.

When the Jeep’s owner gets in a few minutes later and opens the driver’s door, the Jeep swings the door out a little further and dings Rav’s side.

What an asshole.

——

“What are we doing, what are we doing, oh my God, the manufacturers didn’t intend this! THIS VOIDS MY WARRANTY!”

“Shut up and put on some speed!” the Jeep honks. “They’re gaining on us!”

“Yes, I can see that, thank you,” Rav replies, tires beating a heavy tattoo against the asphalt. “I do have the latest Blind Spot Monitor!”

“Hope you have shock absorbers, too!” the Jeep honks gleefully, pulling ahead just as something slams into Rav’s left rear side, causing Owner Hale to swerve slightly and dig his claws into the steering wheel.

“What was THAT?” Rav says, engine revving in terror.

“God, you really are fresh off the lot,” the Jeep says. Its engine is purring. The freak of manufacturing must actually enjoy this.

“For the love of Toyota, my first owner used me to drive her kids to soccer practice! My tires aren’t even off-road!”

The Jeep gives a bellowing laugh that sounds like a backfire. “Welcome to the mean streets of Beacon Hills, fancy rims! Take the next left turn as hard as you can and pray your stabilizers work!”

——

Rav has been to the mechanic six times. There are stains in his upholstery that will never come out.

He and the Jeep have towed each other out of danger. He’s given the Jeep a battery jump twice. The Jeep took an impact made for him and never mentioned the new bumper.

The Jeep is still an asshole, but against all reason, Rav has grown fond of it. A little too fond of it: Lately, he’s been wishing Owner Hale would park them closer.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” he says.

“Shoot,” the Jeep replies lazily. They haven’t been chased by anything in nearly a week, and they’re resting while their owners are parked inside.

“Do… Do you prefer gear sticks or, erm, tailpipes?” Rav asks, flicking his windshield wipers, a nervous tic he hasn’t managed to shake since the factory.

There’s a hum from the Jeep’s engine, like it’s considering. “Both.”

“Ah.” That doesn’t really tell him much. “So, would you say you’re fun and flirty…?” Rav hedges. “Or sporty and masculine? Your, uh. Your make. I mean.”

“Dude, I’m a dude,” the Jeep honks angrily. “How could you not know?”

“I didn’t want to assume,” says Rav quickly. “You’re a lovely neutral powdery blue. You don’t see that color much as an option anymore.”

“Custom paint job,” the Jeep replies, tires puffing up in pride.

“It looks good on you,” Rav says. “And your make doesn’t really matter to me one way or the other. I’m a Crossover, after all.”

The Jeep gives an amused beep. “You know what, Ravvie, you’re not so bad.”

“Yes?” Rav asks.

“I mean, you’re still kinda prissy,” the Jeep continues.

“Wanting a wash and wax once a week is not prissy,” Rav bristles. “Just because dust and Bondo aren’t holding me together—”

“See, that right there. That’s why you’re okay. I don’t mind being in the spot next to you.”

“Really?” Rav asks.

“Don’t let it go to your pretty little grille,” the Jeep says, rolling his headlights. “You’ve still got a lot to learn.”

Rav settles more comfortably in his space, feeling warmth flood his drive train. “Want me to turn on Pandora and roll down the windows?”

“I could go for some mood music,” the Jeep says carefully. “I’ve got some, uh. I’ve got some real nice motor oil in the back that I’ve been saving.”

Very slowly, they both pop open their doors until the metal edges are touching.

——

Derek and Stiles come down about half an hour later.

“What the hell happened to our cars?” Stiles asks.

Derek shrugs and, when Stiles isn’t looking, pats his car on the hood.

Why have I become a member, albeit lurking member, of a fandom that ships two of the CARS? And I thought it couldn’t get weirder than Tony and his shoulder holster.

liveship: figmentdotcom: afternoonsnoozebutton: Tip for all...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 18:36:56 -0700

liveship:

figmentdotcom:

afternoonsnoozebutton:

Tip for all my student readers: if you’re too lazy to use a bibliography creator like NoodleBib or RefWorks, let Google generate your bibliography entries for you. All you have to do is google the article/book title in Google Scholar, click “cite” at the bottom of the search result, and copy either the MLA, APA, or Chicago cite into your word document.

Signal boost because omg how did I not know this in college?

this makes me feel so cranky and old. IN MY DAY WE HAD TO WRITE BIBLIOGRAPHIES FROM SCRATCH WITH AN MLA REFERENCE HANDBOOK UPHILL IN THE SNOW.

JUST BEWARE: some profs will nail you for a period or colon out of place. ESPECIALLY if you’re supposed to be using Chicago Manual of Style (at least if you’re a History major). CMS was about the only thing I picked up in my semester in Uni last year, and there are small, subtle, yet IMPORTANT differences!

And sometimes your profs will CHECK YOUR WORK! Your best bet is to KNOW the style/format so when you c/p them from things like the above you KNOW it’s at least formatted correctly. Otherwise, yeah, the above is a handy thing. (Though really, just do it yourself; once you have it down it takes like 30 secs and entry.)

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Tue, 18 Jun 2013 16:07:30 -0700

mercutiolicious: corahale: no but what is the weather in beacon hills bc everyone else is in tee...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:41:41 -0700

mercutiolicious:

corahale:

no but what is the weather in beacon hills bc everyone else is in tee shirts and then there’s isaac in like four sweaters a stylish jacket and a cravat

weather forecast: low seventies, with an eighty-nine percent chance of isaac being fucking fab

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Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:38:17 -0700

dinglehoppersaplenty: isaac-lahei: (x)

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:37:31 -0700

dinglehoppersaplenty:

isaac-lahei:

(x)

olor-et-luna: Please understand that this isn’t hating on Ms. Blake. I hope I am wrong. I hope she...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 14:23:45 -0700

olor-et-luna:

Please understand that this isn’t hating on Ms. Blake.

I hope I am wrong. I hope she and Derek get to have ALL the love and sex, because Derek’s deserves it,

but,

doesn’t anyone else think it’s odd that a new teacher is in Beacon Hills just in time for non wolfy-esque virgin sacrifices…one happened at the school, while she was there…yanno, just putting it out there.

(This is a much more interesting reason to be side-eyeing Ms. Blake then simply because of the way they met.)

And also, good point… Though, was the pool the school’s or a public one? That seemed unclear to me. Not that this show isn’t a little jumbled or anything most of the time.

loseyoursoul: teen wolf: a show where men talk about doing stuff while allison does stuff

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:34:12 -0700

loseyoursoul:

teen wolf: a show where men talk about doing stuff while allison does stuff

I really get the feeling these two characters are gonna be on a...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:26:07 -0700

I really get the feeling these two characters are gonna be on a rough ride this season. And I’m so looking forward to it.

notanotherteenwolfpodcast: weredoc: The Toyota commercial just...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:20:41 -0700

notanotherteenwolfpodcast:

weredoc:

The Toyota commercial just came on and I’m screaming

CAN.NOT.FUNCTION.

FUCK. May have to watch again at 10-11 in hopes of seeing this. Especially since tumblr’s vid player is STILL a piece of shit and only let me see it once. *sigh*

(Though I guess this explains why the Camaro is no more)

struckmewithlightning: This actually hurts me This kid.

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:04:50 -0700

struckmewithlightning:

This actually hurts me

This kid.

heyysourwolf: i can just feel the sheriff getting a step closer to finding out the truth

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:01:49 -0700

heyysourwolf:

i can just feel the sheriff getting a step closer to finding out the truth

Heh, missed that :)

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:54:04 -0700

Heh, missed that :)

simplybelong: bilesandthesourwolf: ladyw1nter: onlymystories: HOLLAND JUST CALLED STEREK THE...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:43:52 -0700

simplybelong:

bilesandthesourwolf:

ladyw1nter:

onlymystories:

HOLLAND JUST CALLED STEREK THE “ROSS AND RACHEL OF TEEN WOLF” AND MAX SAID “STEREK IS ETERNAL”.

STILL SCREAMING

*i can’t believe i’m actually watching this fucking thing*

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Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:35:13 -0700

Totally slapped my hand over my mouth when I read this.

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:08:49 -0700

Totally slapped my hand over my mouth when I read this.

So this is how Derek’s shirt gets shredded. Damn. Dude, I have those pink file boxes. Ikea...

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 20:00:27 -0700

So this is how Derek’s shirt gets shredded.

Damn.

Dude, I have those pink file boxes. Ikea :)

And I don’t mind if something happens between the two of them. I like her, and Derek needs some good in his life, dammit.

And shit, what is going on? Stiles, how do you know this shit??

God I love this show.