Madeline's Ramblings

Boring Maddie can be very boring.

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drinkmasturbatecry replied to your post: aubsha-obrien asked:wow. your fic…

RIVAL GOAT FARMERS WHO HATE ONE ANOTHER ON THE ASSUMPTION THAT THEY ARE RIVALS but actually one is in it for the cheese and the other is a soapmaker and then they do a sex omg someone write this plz



hey swingsetindecember and @drinkmasturbatecry…

"Look at the list and layout of vendors for the farmers’ market this year Scott! Look at it!" Stiles yelled thrusting some printouts in front of Scott’s face.

"What, I saw them already, we both got great places, me and Kira and Allison are right across from you, for easy paper airplane delivery and cross promotion, we’re both nowhere near the ‘outhouse zone of foul smells and disinterest…these may actually be the best spots we’ve ever had," Scott said looking over the information appraisingly.

"Not what I meant Scott, look at the stall next to mine. Right next to mine,” Stiles said pointing to the name of the vendor situated next to his own ‘All Natural from Got Your Goat.’

Scott looked at the name above his finger and realization dawned.

"Oh man Stiles, that is messed up…"

"I don’t know who messed up with the spot assignment’s, but so long as these clowns are going to be trying to poach my goat cheese loving customers, ‘Hale’s Natural Goat Milk’ is going down.”


"I thought you said that this market was well run and organized to prevent too much competition between vendors," Derek groused to Erica as he slumped against the fence post while Erica cooed to her alpacas inside the pen.

"It is. They always put the other yarn vendors as far apart as possible to make sure things don’t get…combative, apparently there have been incidents in the past where rival candle makers tried to, let’s say, bring light to where no light normally shines," Erica said, patting her favorite new yearling Reginald on the nose. "Not that Boyd and I would ever have to worry about that, as our alpaca products are superior to all others and bring the customers in in droves…"

"Yeah, I’m sure that has nothing to do with you bringing alpacas in for people to pet either," Derek said.

"They’re too cute not to!" Erica shot back as Reginald licked her hand. "So anyway, what’s got your goat?"

"Funny you should use that phrasing…" Derek said darkly as he beckoned Erica over to see how his stall was situated directly to the right of another vendor selling goat milk products. If whoever ran the stall thought they had better goat milk soap than Derek, they had another think coming.



does derek bring his baby goats (OR KIDS???) and he has them in sweaters he knits?????

of course swingsetindecember :) you know me jen!

The next day Derek was back at Erica and Boyd’s alpaca ranch with a mildly disgruntled Cora and three of his most cuddly and people socialized goat kids in tow, along with bundles of his home spun yarn

"I decided that I need to take a page from your playbook to stay competitive with whoever this joker is, and lure them in with cute animals. And to really make sure, we’re having a knitting party to dress my little guys here to the nines. I’m on sweaters, you and Cora are on accessories, and Boyd is going to look at us like we’re crazy but get us refreshments because I can already see you’re totally on board with this," Derek said to Erica as the baby speckled goat he was holding nuzzled his shoulder.

"You want lemonade or iced tea baby?" Boyd asked with a sigh as Erica’s eyes lit up, visions of goat sized knit caps obvious in her eyes.

stiles can’t help that his knees go weak at the sight of those goats in sweaters

you got it swingsetindecember!

Stiles was ready to go on the offensive. He had his most delectable cheeses ready to be sampled, Kira had helped him bake homemade crackers, and Scott, the kind generous soul that he was, had let Stiles raid his garden to have some fresh berries to accompany the cheeses as well.

He was set, he was primed for battle, nothing would distract him from his goal….

Nothing except the painfully adorable goat kid, wearing a painfully adorable knit sweater and knit cap ensemble in the space between his and his arch nemesis’ booth.

"Awww, you look just like Brie when she was a kid," Stiles said crouching down as the kid affectionately head butted his knees.

He heard a voice calling out as he continued to appreciate both the goat and the whimsical images of bubbles on the sweater.

"Dammit Cora, you did not lose Sandy before we’ve even finished setting up!"

The voice was soon followed by footsteps, and when Stiles looked up from the kid at last, he realized his face was at the crotch level, a very nice crotch mind, of a very attractive and fiercely eyebrowed and stubbled man.

A very attractive and fiercely eyebrowed and stubbled man wearing a ‘Hale’s Natural Goat Milk’ shirt.

Stiles was conflicted on multiple levels to say the least.



stiles can’t help but give the goat some fruit <3

Filed under teen wolf fic rec ah so cute i need this cute in my life

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#perfect example of how Rhodey talks to Tony #about tough shit #no tip-toeing around #no hand-holding and coddling #fuck that #we’re cracking jokes #and talking directly #and look at Tony #it’s EXACTLY WHAT HE NEEDS TO HEAR #respect #normalcy #being treated like himself #not handled like he’s fragile #do you know how fucking much he would hate that? #he would turn into the biggest asshole in the universe until that pity bullshit stopped #get away from him with that {x}


(Source: tonysassy, via swingsetindecember)

Filed under iron man

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if you are an “ally” and the people who you are an “ally” to point out that you said something dickish and that they’d appreciate it if you didn’t use that language/misgender them/etc and your response is “GOD I’m on YOUR side, why are you being so mean!” instead of “I apologize. I will change my language and make sure to not do it again”

you are a bad ally

stop it

stop it right now, hang your head in shame, and walk away

(via tsukinofaerii)

Filed under FUCKING THIS allies please tell me if I do this

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There needs to be a bar or club or something that when you walk in there’s a rack of different color wristbands with words like “I’m looking for-“

  • girls
  • boys
  • anyone
  • no one
  • friends
  • etc

So that everyone would know who’s looking for who.


"Hey that girl is cute. And her wristband says she’s also looking for a girl. Sweet!”


"He’s cute, but his wristband says girls. Oh well."

you are the future

The “i’m looking for NO ONE” wristband would take all the anxiety out of going to bars holy shit.

Filed under I mean assuming people actually respected them I mean some guys would probably take it as a challenge because they're assholes like that but at least the initial barrier would be there blatant tag theft