You Can't Handle The Truth So I Hide It In Insults

The Immortal BitchTownExpress

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derekstilinski:

Scisaac AU: Scott has been meeting a mystery man at a club for weeks, every other night. He doesn’t know his name, only that he’s human and delicate, but fierce in the way he moves his hips with the music, and smells so sweet Scott could trace him home. But he never does.

When Scott sees his mystery man getting violated and beat in a corner of the club, Scott shows his true nature, claws coming out, ready to hurt anyone who lays a hand on him again.

He ends up taking him home. Where Isaac stays, happily.

“What are you?” // “Are you scared of me now?” // What are you?” // “A werewolf.” // “Good to know.” // “What are you, then? Why were they hurting you?” // “Isaac Lahey, prostitute. But I promise, I wasn’t about to make you a client.” // ”Then what am I?” // ”The perfect escape.”

(via shaqueerah)

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anticodon:

So I was on the train today and these two black guys were having a conversation not even that loud and said “nigga” like once when this white lady turns around and says “How do you think MLK Jr. would feel about you using that kind of language” and one of the guys snaps back and said “Idk maybe if your people didn’t shoot him I would know”

(via ask-baby-tooth)