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Do you know any bestfriend peter and stiles fixes no steter just really good best friends I just feel like there so underrated <3

Yeah!

Accident by Chattalgi

(1/1 I 964 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Stiles hurts himself.

Derek is there to help.

I’ll Go Through a Million Tragedies Just to Be with You by Ghosted_Redacted

(1/? I 993 I Not Rated I Stackson)

Stiles is suffering after the nogitsune, but that doesn’t mean he has to suffer alone. Sure, no one in town other than an (ex) homicidal werewolf, but that’s…fine.

But then he gets a call from London.

And maybe people do care.

(In other words: everyone suffers. But everyone also finds someone to love)

Two of Swords by pixieblade

(1/1 I 7,484 I Teen I Sterek)

Denial, blocking off emotions, avoidance of and not seeing the truth, stalemate, impasse.

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They gather to stare at the orb. It's cold, where it should be warm. There's death, where life should flourish. One reaches out a hand, takes the freezing orb and presses it deep against his chest, sharing warmth and life and love.

'Breathe, little spark,' he whispers softly. Finding gentleness when it was once so lost to him. 'Breathe,' he coaxes. 'We're here. You're not alone anymore. Never again.'

The orb shudders in his embrace. Tears, like a melodic tinkling, dance across it's surface as it gives in and sinks into the heat of the other.

Never again, it repeats, and prays the other is right.

Wild (Blue Neighborhood) by BeautyOnFyre

(1/1 I 11,029 I Teen I Sterek)

Peter's lethargic body was unresponsive as he sat in the wheelchair, endlessly staring out the window of his hospital room. His side twinged a bit from the rough scrubbing the nurse had given his mottled flesh earlier and he ached to move even a finger.

"Uncle Peter?" The small voice was behind him in the doorway. He remembered that voice. Contrary to the title bestowed from the small girl that rounded his chair into his line of sight, Stiles Stilinski was not related to Peter at all.

Or how Stiles and Peter became best friends for life and brought Stiles into the Pack.

A Wolf's Ribbon by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(6/6 I 36,091 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek had been coached on how to approach the child heir apparent while hundreds of eyes watched him. He kept his eyes focused on the cradle, leaning over the edge as best he could to see the baby everyone had been talking about.

Stiles smiled when he saw Derek, kicking his legs out as he reached a hand up for him. He cooed at Derek, his fingers grabbing at the older boy in an attempt to touch him, all to no avail. He gurgled out a laugh when Derek reached a hand down into the cradle, snatching hold of his fingers as best he could.

Derek offered a small smile in response, allowing Stiles to playfully tug on his hand.

The two children made an adorable sight before the Court and their parents. That was the moment Queen Talia and King John decided to arrange their marriage. Every second was planned out without the voiced concern of the children.

It takes a village by pixieblade

(32/? I 78,312 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles is tired. He's tired of always having to defend himself to his so-called best friend. He's tired of being ignored and he's tired of the Pack never having his back.

So this is his line. He'd draw it in the sand, but all he has is a glitter sharpie.

It'll have to do.

Baseball Bats and Sour Wolves by Erin1324

(68/? I 84,425 I Teen I Sterek)

Derek is cursed with some sort of spell, and for some reason only responds to Stiles as a result. He tries to attack everyone else, even his Alpha, he's also acting super overprotective of Stiles, hardly letting anyone get close to him.

Joining the Fang Gang by AClosedFicIsNeverRead

(21/? I 87,645 I Explicit I Sterek)

“Lydia? Lydia, look at me,” Derek urged, a slight tremor in his voice as he fought to be gentle with her despite his alarm. She blinked through tears and struggled to meet his gaze as he crouched in front of her. “What did you see?”

“Forest… It’s dark… His Dad is screaming for him…” Her lips trembled as she shook her head and gasped, “Oh, God… He’s dying, Derek. I can feel it… It hurts so much… Oh, poor Stiles…”

- OR -

The one where Stiles is turned into a vampire, hides it from the pack, and tries to manage his new 'condition' without them noticing.

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I’m doing a drawing project, for research purposes

What part of your body are you most self conscious of?

Just name the body part no extra detail needed unless someone wants to vent.

#body positive #art advice #research project #I need to know what people don’t like about themselves for school #I need this to be relatable to more than just myself #please help

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Derek gets taken by hunters. Stiles will do anything to get him back.

Stiles kicks down the door where his husband must be. There is a wave of bodies behind him and upstairs. The body count doesn’t matter when Derek could be dead in this shitty basement in Mexico. 

“Derek?!” he yells again, and there he is. Or there they are, Peter’s here too and somehow Stiles isn’t surprised. 

“Stiles,” Derek croaks out, his voice is shaky, like he’s been screaming, his lips are dry and cracked. 

He sets his guns gently on the ground, and rushes to get the werewolves off of the chainlink fence they’ve probably been tied to for a month. “I’ve got you.”

The cuffs are charmed, which explains why they couldn’t just break them. They aren’t immune to lock picks though, which Stiles is grateful for. Derek falls onto Stiles, bringing him into an embrace and collapsing in exhaustion. Stiles wipes some of the dirt on his face away, and kisses his lips while tears fall from his face. 

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” Stiles admits. He called in every favor he has, and has killed to many people to get here and find Derek another added to the body count. 

“I knew you’d find me,” Derek rasps out, and Stiles goes in for another kiss. 

“This is cute and all, but I would also like to not be locked onto this fucking fence anymore,” Peter calls out, his voice in the same state as Derek’s. 

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A reminder to everyone

Be nice to people some people are having a bad day.

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New favorite TikTok for y’all fine folks

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sry I moaned when u stabbed me do u still wanna brutally murder me?

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Here’s domestic jegulus 🤲 commissioned by the lovely @veryinnovative for their fic Tarte tatin (look below for a tiny snippet eheh ⬇️)

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cheeky little jegulus post

sirius: you FUCKED my brother

james: okay, okay, in all fairness, i didn’t have my glasses on

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Here's two more scenes from the Rex Raises Luke AU... Enjoy!!

Scene #6

“Take him,” Kenobi said. 

The words halted Rex’s train of thought and he whipped his head away from the desert sun, to the kneeling man. “What?” 

“Take Luke.” Kenobi looked up, his hood nearly falling away. “Raise him, keep him safe.” 

“You want me to do that? Are you kidding?” 

“I can’t keep him,” the Jedi replied. 

“I can’t raise an ad, General.” Rex shook his head, hands shaking. “I’m a weapon, a war machine, I have no experience taking care of a small child…” 

“You can,” Kenobi argued. 

“No, I don’t have any experience, sir,” Rex said. 

“But you don’t need experience.” 

Rex scoffed and glared, “But you already have experience, General! You practically raised General Skywalker!” 

The Jedi Master broke at those words, falling to pieces at Rex’s feet and shattering. His gaze fell to the sands of Tatooine and his eyes lost their light, his mind drifted away from the conversation. Then his shoulders slumped and his spirit crumbled to ash. 

A decaying man kneeled before Rex, broken to his core and with his creed gone. 

“Anakin is gone,” Kenobi said, “I… I can’t lose another, it’s all my fault.” 

“General,” Rex sighed, beginning to speak. 

But Kenobi cut him off, “No, Rex.” 

Something broke in Rex’s heart as he looked at him, and then he sighed. His gaze drifted past the man to the ship that stood against the winds and beaming sun. He could imagine the baby sleeping away, safe and sound in the metal walls. 

“I can’t do this, I can’t raise Luke,” Kenobi said. 

“Alright,” Rex replied. 

“You’ll take him?”

Rex nodded, his heart deciding for him. “I will.” 

Scene #7

It flicked at the back of his head. 

Rex grunted and swatted it, before turning back to the conversation before him. 

It whacked the back of his head, sending his eyes flying open and body jolting upward. Darkness wrapped around him as he began to breathe heavily, his eyes searching the room around him. He counted the stacks of cargo boxes, the light flickering in through the doorway, and the steel walls that encased him. Then he sighed and fell backward on his bed, blinking up at his ceiling. 

It was just a dream. 

Then his pillow disappeared from beneath his head, yanked off the bed and thrown to the floor. It was followed by a cry moments later, it pierced through his open door and shot into him. 

His feet flew over the metal floor and into the hallway. Seconds later he slid into the secondary storage room, Obi-Wan’s old room, and came to a halt. 

“Lu’ika,” Rex whispered and peered over the small bin. 

Luke’s cheeks were bright red and his eyes closed shut tight as he kicked at his blankets. His hands had come free of the swaddle and were swinging in front of him, breath hiccuping between cries. 

“Ner ik’aad…” Rex picked him up, sliding a hand underneath his head before adjusting him in his grip. “What’s wrong?” 

In his head, he began to go over the checklist that he had created for moments like this: food, too warm, too cold, diaper change, sickness, and so on. Yet, the words slowly trailed out of his mind as Luke’s eyes opened and he looked up at him, cries slowly fading away as he hiccuped again and then swatted with a free hand. His little hand curled against Rex’s black and clung tight. 

“Oh, Lu’ika,” Rex sighed, “That was one way to get me.” 

Luke hiccuped and turned his head, eyes sliding closed and hand stuck to his shirt. 

Moments later, Rex found himself back in his little storage-bedroom. He settled down onto his back and raised his hands to cup the baby resting over his chest, chuckling as soft breaths filled the air. It only took moments for him to fall back to sleep, but he did so with his hand resting over Luke’s shoulders and a small smile on his face.

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Why am I seeing a lemon fic tag in the year 2023

#fanfiction #fandom #fics

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Dissociation 10/10 recommend

For no reason too 🙃

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Y’all I’m so sick I wish I could puncture my brain and drain it.

#I hate this #eww #I feel so gross #I’m suppose to work tomorrow #that’s not happening

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manager i cant come to work today i forgot how to mimic the behavior of a human. being

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Any fluff seasons 5-6 or post cannon sterek fics?

I think so!

Lost and Insecure, You Found Me by Wicked_Starlight_Collector

(2/2 I 1,972 I General I Sterek)

“What’s wrong?”

Act dumb, Stiles thought. “Who said anything was wrong?”

Derek’s scowl grew, if that was even possible. “You know that I can smell your emotions, right?” He slowly tilted his head to the side. “You stink.”

What if Derek came back to Beacon Hills during season 5, and Stiles goes to see him after Scott found out about what happened between Stiles and Donovan in the library?

A Quiet Night (Not in the Cards) by Delightful_I_Am

(1/1 I 4,369 I Teen I Sterek)

"Derek fucking Hale!"

The shout rang through the bar and for a long moment nobody moved. It was like something out of a movie. Everything just stopped; the music cut off; one of the servers had frozen mid-pour. Grady would have laughed if he weren't holding his breath. The kid straightened his shirt, a glimpse of stomach showing the curling edges of a tattoo on his hip, and strode toward where Hale was sitting in the dark corner. As one, every supe in the place turned to see Hale's reaction; the last person to try to confront Hale in here had left with a broken hand and a whispered threat that the next time Hale would rip their throat out. With his teeth. Unsurprisingly, Hale's face was set in its usual glower, although it seemed a bit softer around the eyes. It took Grady a second to realise Hale knew the kid.

2. Diamonds by brokenes

(1/1 I 12,170 I Teen I Sterek)

The pack is up against a monster that manifests itself as your worst fear, but what if Derek's fear had already come to life? What if he'd already lost Stiles? And it was nobody's fault but his.

Stiles and his other half by babisays

(1/1 I 17,332 I General I Sterek)

Stiles has a little secret that just happens to be back in town to bring even more chaos back into his life.

Or how everyone found out Stiles has a twin and how they both prevent everything that happens in season 5 with the great power of friendship.

The New Normal by midnightcas

(27/27 I 63,392 I Teen i Sterek)

After Stiles gets hurt...again, Derek puts him on the metaphorical supernatural bench. Meanwhile, Stiles tries to have a normal life and make normal friends. But when a new pack comes to town and the Hales start getting threats, things start to get a little....not normal.

Tomorrow We Thrive by KouriArashi

(19/19 I 82,927 I Mature I Sterek)

A prominent alpha is murdered on the eve of Stiles and Derek's wedding, throwing a wrench into a years' worth of planning. With a hundred suspects and a surplus of possible motives, Stiles focuses on the mysterious Gévaudan Society and their possible connection to a missing teenager whose father is a well-known anti-werewolf activist.

What About Us? by Dan13la

(37/37 I 202,312 I Mature I Liam/Theo)

 While dealing with the hunters and Gerard, Liam has to deal with his anger, and Theo become part of the pack. He also seems to be the only one who can calm Liam down. What does that mean for them?

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Warning for politics.

Ok this made me laugh I just thought about it.

So the people who think Trump is still the “authentic” president (whatever the fuck that means) would have to admit that he would currently be serving his second term. Go to their logic he shouldn’t be allowed to run in 2024. Nice!