talk street magic to me
drawing power from the metro lines
illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run
plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens
elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground
wixen taking a while to key into the magic in new cities when they move
alchemists dealing on the side to support their experiments
middleschoolers making friendship talismans and amulets for everyone
numerologists who’ll do your math homework for $5 or divine your fortune for $10
kids mass-texting luck and speed spells when their parties get broken up by the cops
the scene after bucky’s death in the bar is actually the worst because steve looks like he’s been crying non-stop
Modern Day Monsters
- Vampires who support blood banks and organize special medical programs for vampires to legally obtain blood
- Werewolves who join the police K-9 force due to their heightened canine senses that aid them in investigations
- Ghosts becoming therapists and motivational speakers for the recently deceased to help them adjust to the afterlife
- Zombies becoming assistants to morticians to ensure the dead are handled fairly and that they look their best for their new afterlife
- Mummies working with historians and architects to restore and preserve ancient Egyptian monuments and relics
- Frankenstein monsters joining the medical field to help research human medicine
- Swamp creatures reintroducing and tracking endangered aquatic and marsh wildlife
sometimes i remember that the teen wolf timeline takes place over less than a year and i think about poor derek hale and his rapid descent into exhaustion
arriving in town fresh-faced and bright, if angry, eyed
becoming an alpha, letting himself get caught up in the image, swapping out his winter clothes for something more intimidating
but by the end of the summer it’s gone, and so is the drive for vanity, and it’s easier to just trim a beard every once in a while and wear whatever’s at the top of the drawer that day, run inside target when the drawer starts to empty, when there are too many bloodstains. he likes zippers. and buttons. and v-necks, and piping. long sleeves, since it’s starting to get cold again. he’s going into winter with circles under his eyes.
it’s been nine months, and it feels like four years
Arabian Little Red Riding Hood with a red hijab
A Japanese Snow White with her coveted pale skin and shiny black hair
Mexican Cinderella with colorful Mexican glass blown slippers
Greek Beauty and the Beast where Beast is a minotaur
Culture-bent fairy tales that keep key canonical characteristics
GIVE ME THESE I M M E D I A T E L Y
I AM SO TEMPTED TO DRAW THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA
Anonymous asked: for the prompt - sterek with just something magic!stiles, it can be whatever you want, maybe stiles saving derek from something cause he's a badass like that?
So Stiles finds this watch in the attic. It’s cool-looking watch, even if it doesn’t have any ninja turtles or talking sponges decorating it, and without thinking too much about it, Stiles puts it on, and just kind of forgets about it. He takes it off to shower, but that’s about it.
Nothing strange happens — Stiles has been vigilant about watching for strange symptoms since the whole nemeton and nogitsune thing, once bitten twice shy and all that. It’s just a watch that he feels naked without.
Three weeks later, Stiles ends up teamed up with Derek against the latest supernatural threat, which is an actual monster. Stiles isn’t sure what its… monster genre is, just that it looks like something from an HBO version of Monster’s Inc, and Stiles is really fucking glad that he’s here with an experienced werewolf.
He glances over at Derek, because surely, someone born into a werewolf pack would have a plan of attack for dealing with a monster. A grey, slimy monster. That…
Okay, the slime appears to be acid, judging from the sizzles as it burns through the pavement. They’re out near the bowling alley, but luckily Beacon Hills’ general population has evolved to the point where they ignore terrifying sounds in the night out of principal and self-preservation.
Stiles stares at him. “Dude. You’re the freaking supernatural guru here. What do we do?”
The monster gurgles threateningly.
"Running would normally be ideal, but we’re trying to stop this thing," Derek says unhelpfully.
"So we…" Stiles trails off meaningfully, gesturing for Derek to finish his sentence.
"Don’t you have some sort of… doomsday scenario about acid-monsters?" Derek asks, because he saw Stiles’ go-bag with his supernatural apocalypse plan of action that ONE time and Derek Hale is, at heart, a total dick.
"First of all, fuck you," Stiles says, because it needs to be said. "Second of all, no, I do not. Acid-slime monsters aren’t something that just come up in normal everyday doomsday scenarios."
"They should," Derek says. He shifts, and growls menacingly at the acid-slime monster.
It’s a supremely shitty plan. As far as Stiles can tell, the only thing it accomplishes is to alert the acid-slime monster to their location.
"Running now," Stiles announces, and high-tails it out of there. Derek catches up to him quickly and overtakes him, skidding to a stop on the other side of his bland new dad-car.
Stiles ducks down beside him, hearing a strange sizzle as the acid-monster flings its own leaking fluids at the car. Stiles peeks through the window and sees that entire section of the car has melted away.
Derek hisses through his fangs, “We have to distract it.”
Stiles looks around pointedly and then back at Derek, “With what?”
Derek gave him a look.
"Crap," Stiles says as he steps out to the left, waving his arms and yelling so that — best case scenario — Derek can punch the monster into submission. Without burning his hands off, which, judging by the fact that half his car is melted, seems wildly unlikely.
Stiles wishes deeply, fervently, that the ground would just swallow the monster so that they can walk away from this without looking like Deadpool.
The monster turns to him, and as Derek backflips off the top of his car, the monster…
Kind of gets sucked up into the ground.