#jcbmcdrmtt

Yeah, you show up with the “mature” icon now, and the first time I view your blog or a post from you I have to get past the “potential mature content” interstitial.

Once you get past that it seems to memorize your tap for the current session (i.e. that message won’t come up again for subsequent posts unless the tumblr app reloads/is force closed - not sure about desktop)

Hi again! :) if you are using a Windows computer and you think that Word doc you’re looking for might still be on it, I would recommend the program Everything (from voidtools (dot) com)! It can search the names of every single file on your computer very very quickly, so you could type .doc to see every single Microsoft Word doc on your computer and filter down from there if you wanted. It won’t help if you know it’s only in the cloud somewhere and not on your computer tho.

Well, there’s bi!Stiles of course, but that is as close to canon as those queerbaiting assholes were ever going to make it, so I don’t really count it as a headcanon!

One headcanon that I always come back to, though, is trans!Stiles. Both ftm!Stiles and mtf!Stiles. Because you just have to take a step to the side, look at things from a slightly different angle and everything suddenly fits without having to change anything.

For example: Stiles’ layers and buzzcut. For ftm!Stiles they are attempts to pass, to hide curves he never wanted to get, to look more like his dad than his mom.

Or Stiles’ obsession with Lydia: For mtf!Stiles she’s the perfect girl, perfect goal. It’s an obsession not about being with her, but being her.

“You don’t have to leave.”

Stiles hesitated while pulling his pants back on. “Well, I’ve got, you know, things tomorrow, and I’m sure you’ve got things tomorrow, so it would probably be better if I just, you know, stayed at my own place. You know?”

God, how many times had he said “you know” in the past thirty seconds?

Derek propped his head up on his hand and regarded him steadily. He was still naked, the bed sheet pulled up to just over his waist. “You don’t have to stay,” he said quietly. “But you also don’t have to leave.”

That wasn’t true. He had to leave. He had to get out of here before Derek realized how freaking gone Stiles was on him, before Derek realized that Stiles could not, in fact, handle a one-night stand like a goddamn adult. Or at least, he couldn’t handle a one-night stand with Derek like a goddamn adult.

But Derek was still just…looking at him. While Stiles was familiar with a lot of Derek’s looks, this one was different. And he couldn’t quite figure out how.

“Do you want me to stay?” Stiles asked before he could lose his nerve.

“I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t,” Derek said. “But it’s up to you.”

Stiles closed his eyes. He wanted to stay so badly. But… “Are you sure? I’m not a quiet sleeper. Like, I’ll probably kick you off the bed.”

Derek smiled. “I’ll heal.”

Stiles slid his pants back off. “There might be nightmares.”

The smile faded, replaced by solemn empathy. “Same.”

Yeah, Stiles didn’t know why he’d thought nightmares would dissuade Derek in any way. He sat back on the bed. “I...” he started, but he couldn’t figure out how to end that sentence.

Derek lifted the sheet and raised one eyebrow, as if to say Are you joining me or not?

Stiles sighed and nestled under the sheet. There was one last thing he had to admit, and the best thing to do was to just throw it out there. “I don’t think this is a one-time thing for me.”

He whispered it, even though he knew damn well the only way Derek wouldn’t hear was if he didn’t say it at all.

Derek’s arm settled around him and pulled him close. “Me neither,” he murmured into the back of Stiles’s neck.

Stiles shivered, both at the words themselves and the way Derek’s beard scraped along his neck. “Oh. So, uh, does that mean--”

Derek kissed his neck. “It means we’ll talk about it more tomorrow morning, over coffee and breakfast.”

Stiles put his hand over Derek’s. “And maybe after round two?”

First of all, thank you so much! (And so sorry for replying so late!) 

Also, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!! That’s just *makes sounds and attack snuggles you*. My day is made!! :D

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Maybe a password manager would help?? That way you can make them ridiculously complex without having to worry about remembering them all or flipping through a big book haha. Like LastPass maybe? Or 1Password?

thank you jbrmcrbrmdhgt, my old ass is actually writing that on a scrap of paper right now... even though I can’t get it at a store so why am I writing it down

I only created my current account a little over a year ago, and it took them almost 3 days to generate my backup and it ended up being over 4 GB large. I’m gonna bet that yours will take at least that long too since your account is older than mine… (I’m assuming)

Ahahaha yeah my account will turn 5 on January 1, 2019. >.> (Related: Good God how have I been on this site for that long.)

I’ve seen people with similar-sized blogs take anywhere from 1-3 days to get their backups, but so far no one has taken longer than a week that I’ve seen. The ONLY thing I can think is that the people I’ve talked to who’ve gotten their exports don’t have a queue running constantly, and I do.

So, hopefully clearing out the queue and stopping it will kick the export process into finishing.