Scott doesn’t approve of Derek’s anything but particularly the part where he’s been turning angsty teens into werewolves. Allison has broken up with Scott because bb needs some me time to sort her staggering amount of familial issues. And Beacon Hills’ newest residents are a pack of Alpha werewolves that are particularly good at surrounding helpless Betas, growling menacingly and making Peter be dramatic. A+ Alpha pack. We all knew you had it in you.
We’re treated to fuzzy-o-vision as Isaac is dragged through a dank alley by a Mysterious Woman™. He’s all about the bleeding everywhere and having his heart stop which proves that Jeff Davis wasn’t kidding about that whole PEOPLE WILL DIE schtick. Luckily Mystery Woman™ is hella handy with jumper cables.
That shit has to hurt.
Isaac complains about his neck and Mystery Woman™ is helpful enough to inform us that the Alpha pack is able to steal peoples’ memories as well as plant them by way of that extreme-acupuncture-to-the-back-of-the-neck trick Peter modelled for us last season. Thanks Mystery Woman™! She follows this wonderful news up by dragging Isaac, still half passing out onto a motor cycle.
I can see this going really well.
Smash cut to Lydia and her mother, driving home along a deserted stretch of road.
Lydia looks about ten thousand shades of done with whatever situation has put them in the car together and her mother looks ten thousand shades of not having a goddamn clue how to handle it. We learn that her mother took Lydia out to the same restaurant where he parents told her they were getting a divorce (BRILLIANT planning there, Mrs Martin) in an effort to get her daughter to talk to her about the crazy train her life has become.
The conversation is as comfortable as nails on a chalkboard until Lydia’s mom mentions Jackson leaving, and…well.
We learn that Jackson’s dad dragged him the hell out’a dodge after the fuckery of last season and Lydia’s pissed because he didn’t put up much of a resistance. We also learn what Lydia’s mom’s car sounds like when it hits a motorcycle doing 50. Because Isaac and Mystery Woman™ have careened out of a side-street straight into their path. CALAMITY.
“We grew up with the Internet and on the Internet. This is what makes us different; this is what makes the crucial, although surprising from your point of view, difference: we do not ‘surf’ and the internet to us is not a ‘place’ or ‘virtual space’. The Internet to us is not something external to reality but a part of it: an invisible yet constantly present layer intertwined with the physical environment. We do not use the Internet, we live on the Internet and along it. If we were to tell our bildungsroman to you, the analog, we could say there was a natural Internet aspect to every single experience that has shaped us. We made friends and enemies online, we prepared cribs for tests online, we planned parties and studying sessions online, we fell in love and broke up online. The Web to us is not a technology which we had to learn and which we managed to get a grip of. The Web is a process, happening continuously and continuously transforming before our eyes; with us and through us. Technologies appear and then dissolve in the peripheries, websites are built, they bloom and then pass away, but the Web continues, because we are the Web; we, communicating with one another in a way that comes naturally to us, more intense and more efficient than ever before in the history of mankind.”—Piotr Czerski (via elizabitchtaylor)
You know what I really like about the Leviathan trilogy? There was never this lame scene where Alek finally sees Deryn dressed as a woman, and realises that ‘wow she’s actually a girl. a really pretty one. ouch my hormones’. He went through a lot of character development to finally recognise Deryn’s feminity, and her kick-ass along with it. And that there was nothing to be ashamed of to be a woman.
And when Alek does see Deryn in a dress, in that short story Scott wrote? He’s ashamed over how it’s so fashionable compared to the one he was wearing.
“Remus Dobby Potter, you were named after the two people who actually gave a shit about my well being. One of them was a house elf and I’d much rather see you become that than a fucking Slytherin. Don’t come back unless you’re wearing red and gold you little shit.”
“i don’t know what brings broken people together
maybe damage seeks out damage
the way stains on a mattress halo into one another
the way stains on a mattress bleed into each other.”—Warsan Shire (via larmoyante)
oh man so my sister has been marathoning game of thrones and just finished season 3 so she sent me a big update on her thoughts which included
I liked Littlefinger’s speech during his last appearance about climbing the ladder (poor Ros! :( ), excited to see what he’s up to next as I don’t think Catelynn’s creepy sister will be so happy to see him.