понедельник, 25 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
The thought of him moping makes Stiles want to mope, well. That’s what friends are for. Sympathetic moping.
четверг, 21 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
“Are there any like… supernatural hang-outs? Super secret clubs where we could find a coven?”
“Why would I want to hang out in a club with people who can magically control me?” Derek asks.
“I don’t know, I don’t understand any of your life choices,” Stiles admits. “It seemed right up your self-destructive alley.”
Derek gives him an incredulous look. “You know who else hangs out in a self-destructive alley? A human who constantly sticks his nose into werewolf pack business.”
“I’m Scott’s self-elected Watcher,” Stiles says stiffly. “You’ve met him. He’d be lost without me. And probably dead. Lying in a ditch, for sure. Just like certain other werewolves that shall not be named.”
“Why would I want to hang out in a club with people who can magically control me?” Derek asks.
“I don’t know, I don’t understand any of your life choices,” Stiles admits. “It seemed right up your self-destructive alley.”
Derek gives him an incredulous look. “You know who else hangs out in a self-destructive alley? A human who constantly sticks his nose into werewolf pack business.”
“I’m Scott’s self-elected Watcher,” Stiles says stiffly. “You’ve met him. He’d be lost without me. And probably dead. Lying in a ditch, for sure. Just like certain other werewolves that shall not be named.”
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Derek just looks at him with that sad fucking Batman my parents are dead look, and just, no.
“Dude, don’t even bring up your tragic backstory here,” Stiles replies. “I’m allowed to be upset about being tied to a pretty rude werewolf.”
“Because you’re a basket of kittens,” Derek says. Stiles is momentarily taken aback that Derek can even think of kittens while looking that grim.
“Dude, don’t even bring up your tragic backstory here,” Stiles replies. “I’m allowed to be upset about being tied to a pretty rude werewolf.”
“Because you’re a basket of kittens,” Derek says. Stiles is momentarily taken aback that Derek can even think of kittens while looking that grim.
среда, 20 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Stiles startles into laughter, turning his face to the side, his stomach vibrating beneath Derek's legs. "Oh God," Stiles wheezes. "I can't--who knew you were so poetic?" He looks back at Derek, his eyes shining brightly. "You can tell me. You have a journal, right? Where you keep all your secret thoughts? And write about my eyes. You've totally written about my eyes, haven't you?"
"No," Derek mutters darkly. He has a journal on his laptop which Stiles will never read because his password is not Stiles.
"Would you say they're more golden or whiskey-colored? Or maybe molten honey?"
"I'd say you're full of crap," Derek answers, "And that's why they're brown."
"No," Derek mutters darkly. He has a journal on his laptop which Stiles will never read because his password is not Stiles.
"Would you say they're more golden or whiskey-colored? Or maybe molten honey?"
"I'd say you're full of crap," Derek answers, "And that's why they're brown."
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
"I remember all my life, raining down as cold as ice," he sings through gritted teeth, staring up at the dark glass. "A shadow of a man, a face through a window, crying in the night, the night goes into--"
The window opens. "What are you doing?" comes Stiles' strangled voice.
"--morning just another day," Derek soldiers on. "Happy people pass my way. Looking in their eyes--"
"What is this!"
"--I see a memory, I never realized, how happy you made me, oh Stiles--"
"Oh, God," Stiles says. He's leaning out his window with his hand covering his face. "Why, why is this happening to me?"
"Oh, Stiles," Derek sings, not to be deterred. He hears doors opening along the street and senses other pairs of eyes watching the spectacle. "You came and you gave without taking, but I sent you away, oh, Stiles--"
The window opens. "What are you doing?" comes Stiles' strangled voice.
"--morning just another day," Derek soldiers on. "Happy people pass my way. Looking in their eyes--"
"What is this!"
"--I see a memory, I never realized, how happy you made me, oh Stiles--"
"Oh, God," Stiles says. He's leaning out his window with his hand covering his face. "Why, why is this happening to me?"
"Oh, Stiles," Derek sings, not to be deterred. He hears doors opening along the street and senses other pairs of eyes watching the spectacle. "You came and you gave without taking, but I sent you away, oh, Stiles--"
понедельник, 18 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
"I'm not yelling at you!"
"The volume control on your voice is just broken?"
"The volume control on your voice is just broken?"
воскресенье, 17 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
понедельник, 11 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
“Again,” Stiles says slowly, “He’s Derek. Have you two just met? Throwing people around is basically his first language."
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Когда Филипп Македонский подошёл к стенам Спарты, он направил спартанцам послание, в котором говорилось:
«Я покорил всю Грецию, у меня самое лучшее в мире войско. Сдавайтесь, потому что если я захвачу Спарту силой, если я сломаю её ворота, если я пробью таранами её стены, то беспощадно уничтожу всё население и сровняю город с землёй!».
На что спартанцы отправили ответ:
«Если».
«Я покорил всю Грецию, у меня самое лучшее в мире войско. Сдавайтесь, потому что если я захвачу Спарту силой, если я сломаю её ворота, если я пробью таранами её стены, то беспощадно уничтожу всё население и сровняю город с землёй!».
На что спартанцы отправили ответ:
«Если».
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek holding my hand: No matter what happens, these days will just be between the two of us.
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek: I won’t leave you to mourn alone
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Me: ARE YOU DYING??
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking really awkward: no. Stiles and I are going to...
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking angry: Are you texting him?
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking furious: Don’t text that to him!
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek’s eyebrows are defying nature: Laura stop texting Stiles!
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Congratulations
Derek holding my hand: No matter what happens, these days will just be between the two of us.
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek: I won’t leave you to mourn alone
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Me: ARE YOU DYING??
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking really awkward: no. Stiles and I are going to...
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking angry: Are you texting him?
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek looking furious: Don’t text that to him!
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Derek’s eyebrows are defying nature: Laura stop texting Stiles!
New text from B*tch in Apartment 504:
Congratulations
воскресенье, 10 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
best haughty ‘bitch please’ expression
четверг, 07 февраля 2013
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
His hand reaching for a weapon he could use and he came up with A Song of Ice and Fire, which actually wasn’t too bad of a weapon, he decided, because once you got hit by A Song of Ice and Fire your life was never the same.
суббота, 08 декабря 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Несчастный! Разве мог бы стать он волком,
Когда б не знал, что римляне — бараны;
Когда б не знал, что римляне — бараны;
четверг, 06 декабря 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Резюмируя сказанное,выделим
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
je t'aime, moi non plus
вторник, 04 декабря 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Cроки поджимают и появляется искушение работать сразу по всем проблемам. Это еще больше усугубляет ситуацию, возникают систематические срывы, превращающиеся в хронические. В результате уже само по себе обилие дел превращается в травмирующий фактор, воспринимается угрожающе.
вторник, 27 ноября 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
Хочу я видеть в свите только тучных,
Прилизанных и крепко спящих ночью.
А Кассий тощ, в глазах холодный блеск.
Он много думает, такой опасен.
Прилизанных и крепко спящих ночью.
А Кассий тощ, в глазах холодный блеск.
Он много думает, такой опасен.
среда, 14 ноября 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
"I should probably find this affinity for your Edward Cullen-style behaviour worrying, but in the end I suppose it just proves we're perfect for each other. You're creepy and lurky and - for whatever reason - I find that hot. Go figure."
"Those movies," Derek muttered, "are a total misrepresentation of what being a werewolf is actually like."
"Those movies," Derek muttered, "are a total misrepresentation of what being a werewolf is actually like."
среда, 31 октября 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.
- Сэр, мы окружены!
- Заебись! Теперь мы можем атаковать в любом направлении!
- Заебись! Теперь мы можем атаковать в любом направлении!
воскресенье, 21 октября 2012
Levez-vous, monsieur le comte, vous avez de grandes choses а faire.