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how well would your ocs do against a cockroach tag game
rules: yeah that's it. that's the tag. idk if anyone has done this before but rate your ocs by how well they'd do against a cockroach.
gonna be a lil annoying and tag a biiiiit more people sorry lol. no pressure to join in tho!!! and anyone else who wants to can hop in. @lyssa-ink @reneesbooks @macabremoons @space-writes @squarebracket-trick @scribbling-stardust @toribookworm22 @lorenfinch @sapphos-scientist @e-klair @arctic-oceans @sidhewrites @loopyhoopywrites @hallwriteblr @talesofsorrowandofruin @cream-and-tea
(anyway the rest is under the cut bcuz I have a LOT of characters so I'm gonna go a bit insane. Pulling from Beast as always)
Crys: - doesn't bat an eyelash, kills it easily - merciless, 10/10
Icarus: - a lil startled, will jump if it flies at him, but manages to catch it and set it free outside - 8/10. this boi is too good for this world
Rhyme: - begins by trying to smash it to a pulp - rapidly gets more and more irritated when she keeps on missing - finally lets out a primal scream of rage and fireballs it - 6/10 because she nearly burns down the house
Sol: - lets out an undignified squeak - leaves the room - if it flies at him he's sprinting out of there - 3/10
Dahlia - rolls up a newspaper and whacks it a few times?? like a normal person??? - 9/10
Beatriz: - faints - poor bbg can't handle the terror - 0/10 - alternatively shoots her feathers and skillfully punts it out the window - so overall actually 5/10
Honorary mentions
Iri and Yuan: - incoherent screeching - KILL IT KILL IT WITH FIRE - both trying to get behind the other - so many feathers embedded in the floor. so many - Iri scales up Yuan's back and stays there on his shoulders like an overgrown squirrel - 0/10
Jorge and Jordan - they catch it - and store it with their dozen other cockroaches used to prank people - 10/10, but I'm docking points for the malicious intent
#is this?? how you make a new tag game??? I have no idea actually but whew that's a long title#I have an itch to make an entire series of hyperspecific oc tag games. Why#breaking news: local author takes avoiding writing to a new level as she starts infodumping about her ocs vs cockroaches instead#my posts#writeblr#writeblr community#wip: beast#beast#tag game#sorry if this is a bother!! (I'm mildly nervous about tagging these many people hhhhhhh)#(“lol” I say silently shaking in my boots)#I am going to get a good grade in making a tag game. something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve#and uhhhh CHARACTERS. oh dear there are so many#char: crys#char: icarus#char: rhyme#char: sol#char: dahlia#char: beatriz#char: jordan#char: jorge#char: iri#char: yuan
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YALL?????
#Age of madness#jeremy jordan#jerjor#Mikael#sarah charness#AHHHHHHHH#WOAH???#My fave band?? Liking my comment??? Neat.#WAY MORE THAN NEAT OKAY THAT IS SO AWESOME TO ME AHDNDJSBDBSND
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🎁 What would be the perfect gift to buy your OC? What would be the worst gift? Are they themselves any good at gifting things or are they really indescisive? How do they wrap their presents? For the ROs!!
Matt is someone who gives and likes to receive functional gifts where possible. He doesn't want a gift just for the sake of it and won't give one just for the sake of it either. His things are entirely adequately wrapped but they will not be neat.
Eve does quite like to receive gifts but she's someone who would prefer to receive things she's requested, whether that's books or specific clothes or something similar. Books are her default gift for people and they will be very well wrapped. A card along with the gift will always be beautiful, picked very specifically.
Alex is a great gifter and receiver. They pick things up when they see them for people they love and will always gift many small things. Anything that is a thoughtful gift is perfect for them. Wrapping is often haphazard, clearly done at the last minute. They have been known to wrap with tissue paper and put everything in a colourful bag.
Jordan is an indecisive but great gifter. Everything they gift will be extremely thought out and will be the best thing they've been able to find. They prefer to receive experiences rather than items in return and like to have experiences they can share with the gifter, usually because they don't have lots of space to store their own things. Their wrapping skills are entirely average.
Char loves to receive gifts but isn't a great gifter, mostly because he isn't great at remembering to buy things for certain dates. A good gift for them would be some nice coffee, a patch or something else that you like and would like to share with them. They wrap badly, roughly and often on the way to an event.
Bo-yeon is not a gift-giver for no reason and doesn't love receiving gifts for nothing either. A nice quality food/bottle of wine is the safest food to gift xem. People xe cares about will always receive a gift on the relevant occasions and they will be thoughtful but not overly extravagant unless specifically requested. The wrapping is flawless, xe's one of those people who can wrap cylinders and bottles perfectly.
#answered <3#anonymous#matt atkinson#alex sancho#eve keane#jordan bridgetower#char graham#bo yeon park
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Video: Table News: 104 Ways to Ruin Our Planet
Status: Public
Link: Table News: 104 Ways to Ruin Our Planet - YouTube
Date Posted: June 24th 2022
#wttt#wttsh#welcome to the table#welcome to the statehouse#daily screenshot#wttt gov#wttt florida#wttt wyoming#wttt montana#wttt jordan#underrated wttt ship wy and mt#if anyone knows what wy's shirt is let me know and maybe the hat too#i want it bc cosplay and comfort char#i saw mur ask where those mt and wy ss were from and here it is#that is half of why i made this blog#ppl ask “hey where dis from” i respond with a post to this acc being like “here”#or if i see anyone ask where dis from i will answer with a post that will immortalize it forever so my blog is also an archive
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"Oh my god, it's Jay Gatsby!" 😂
#i love them your honor#age of madness#jeremy jordan#mikael#sarah charness#jay gatsby#the great gatsby#the great gatsby musical#musical#theatre#lol#video
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I’m dying to try this out the NSFT alphabet (by @the-coldest-goodbye) if anyone wants to send in a letter or 2 for Jordan Li or the Mauler Twins <3
#shiloh rambles#yes I know 2 strange fandoms but I’ve recently read alphabet for the others and won’t be able to get them out of my head#maybe next month!!!#x reader#mauler twins x reader#jordan li x reader#if it’s another inv*nc*ble char feel free to ask!!
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I know absolutely nothing about DC; it took two of my friends and me a whopping seventy-two tries to guess that it stands for Detective Comics, lol. Can you explain who the Green Lantern, like... is, in canon and fanon? And why he's a good or not a good choice for Silver?🍀
Okay, in short, the Green Lanterns are a whole space police troop that patrol and act under the vow to protect people across the whole universe of the DC comics, they use as weapon rings that allows them to contruct anything with pure energy as long as they can imagine it and that are as strong as their willpower (that's literally the fuel to their powers).
Each Green Lantern is tasked to protect a sector of the universe if/when the ring chooses them (as far as I recall, the sector from which they are from) and the comics so focus Earth's sector Green Lantern, as he is the one who usually interacts with the other heroes
So far nothing like Silver, who acts completely on his own and is not affiliated to any formal team, but there are a few similarities between the characters:
Their powers are unique compared to the main cast, but there's countless people with very similar powers as them where they come from (as it's stated psychic powers are the norm in Silver's future in one of his bios and the Green Lanterns use the same rings, thus having exactly the same powers)
Both characters are very devoted to protect the world
Both characters are very strong willed (Silver is willing to cross time to protect the world and strong willpower is a requirement to become a Green Lantern) and so both hardly give up
They both can neutralize the main symbol of hope in their worlds in a fight thanks to a very specific power (If Silver manages to catch Sonic with his psychokinesis, he can finish him rather easily and Green Lantern can produce Superman's weakness, kryptonite)
Unlike Silver and his time, the Green Lantern and his troop are very well explored and used in the main media, having his own series where characters surrounding them assume a main role, but both characters suffer of poor adaptations to spin-offs that undermine them to prop up another characters and/or change their personalities into a totally different one (What then was incorporated into fanon, that causes them to be very underestimated by the fanbase as well as mischaracterized)
#I think it sums up... although I'm quite rusty on the subject#i've engaged with DC media mostly through animated movies and shows and just a little with through the comics#and since the last reboot in the animated movies universe I've not felt much interest in keep up#from what I've seen of the Green Lantern Hal Jordan in fanon he seems to escape a lil more than Silver tho#sorry for taking this long#one of the main reasons actually is that other characters I considered are either obscure or tied to a greater char'#*greater character's shadow#Hope i clarified well 🌱
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hmm random but does anyone have any ideas or headcanons about what Adam and Jordan’s dynamic would be like?
#I want to try and write more dynamics between chars who didn’t interact much in canon whether that’s in reading TRB or separate drabbles#I feel like if they develop a dynamic post Gwaren outside of being in-laws they initially will be wary of each other#Adam would find the clone concept really fascinating but also scary as seen by his scenario about it. it would puzzle and intrigue him why#Jordan isn’t dead because if he were Hennessy he’d def kill her.#Jordan I think wouldn’t know what to make of Adam at first / find him a lil cold and off putting#but after a while in the Barns they would talk to each other more and I think they honestly have a lot in common they could bond over#both partners of lynch brothers both people who deeply crave autonomy both bisexual both do forgery crimes both#had a formative homoerotic friendship with someone they loved deeply but were afraid of not being their own person around but then also#tried to emulate when they did get *free* whenever possible partially because they missed them#and then on the other hand you have the Adam-Declan and Jordan-Ronan parallels as like a counterpoint#s speaks#trc#tdt#adam parrish#jordan hennessy
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|Songs that deserve more attention than they’re getting pt.1╰(*´︶`*)╯|
(Introducing a new series in which I recommend songs that I’ve heard no one talking about when they definitely should be talking about it.)
The songs for the day are:
Credit goes to the artists of the songs♥︎
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having another moment where im thinking about how much i love rice
#however. im traumatized from that last post i made abt rice#my bf made char siu for the first time and its so fucking good. im eating leftovers#jordan talks
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Mercy by Age of Madness is Transfem and Polyamorous!
requested by anon
#request#ep#transgender#trans#transfeminine#transfem#polyamarous#polyamory#polyam#mercy#age of madness#jeremy jordan#mikael#sarah charness
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meme monday
Tagged by @scribbling-stardust, gonna gently tag @loopyhoopywrites, @space-writes and @talesofsorrowandofruin!! I have next to no meme ideas so most of these are incorrect quotes hhhhhhh
beast taglist: @sapphos-scientist, @allianaavelinjackson, @arctic-oceans, @space-writes, @reneesbooks
#ty for the tag!#anyway after making more memes I have come to the conclusion that I must subconsciously have a grudge against crys#I mean it COULD just be the main character special treatment#but also I have never been this awful to kaya#and what I've got planned for sami so far isn't?? that bad???#...at least I think#my posts#beast#wip: beast#tag game#writeblr#memes#char: crys#char: icarus#char: rhyme#char: sol#char: beatriz#char: dahlia#char: iri#char: jordan
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Michael “Mickey” Mouse ▪ 34 ▪ Cis Male ▪ He/Him/His ▪ Michael B. Jordan ▪ Evil ▪ Open
Triggers: Poverty, Infertility, Depression
→ Past
Born into poverty, Mickey never expected to get a girl like Minnie. She was sought after by many, but he loved her deeply. He knew he could be better to Minnie than her other suitors and treated her with the respect she deserved. His persistence paid off. Minnie fell for his cheeky nature and his kind words. However, once Mickey had Minnie’s love, he went to great lengths to keep her happy. He lied to her when things went awry and became involved in crazy antics. Mickey had big dreams for them. However, she soon became frustrated with his lies and went to another man. When she left him for Mortimer Mouse, Mickey was heartbroken. Eventually, she came back, but only when he told her he’d change. He promised never to deceive her again. Mickey was still prone to trouble, but Minnie showed no signs of leaving again. After a long time of having wild adventures, Mickey decided to ask Minnie to marry him. Once she accepted, he knew it was time to settle down. He became the apprentice of a sorcerer and learned from him. Mickey became very powerful, though not after a few accidents and many pranks. He was soon well known across the kingdom and earned his own castle. He began to help those in need and the kingdom prospered. Their life was perfect and for the first time, Mickey could breathe.
→ Present
When Ravena joined the castle staff, Mickey began to change. His grief made him susceptible to her, as did his trusting nature. He was in shock at the time, having just found out Minnie could never have children. He never worked so hard to fix something, but magic didn’t work. He couldn’t change a thing. The two of them barely saw each other during that time, both in pain at their loss. He did not notice his magic slowly corrupting him, making him darker. He found himself in Cinderella’s employment after killing Mortimer Mouse in what could only be described as a fit of jealousy. He needed her help to cover the incident up. His temper has become shorter, he is more possessive, and he is willing to cast spells for her, even the kind that would kill an innocent person. While Mickey still laughs and jokes in front of his friends, he is a different man. He tries to hide it but is not always successful. He exploded once and Minnie disappeared soon after. When she returned, he was relieved. He vowed to keep a closer eye on her, but he is afraid she will be scared off again. So, Mickey is trying to recapture who he once was and who most people still think he is. Too bad he has all but lost the battle with his own darkness.
#mickey mouse#michael mouse#magic rp#disney rp#michael b. jordan#mickeyco#poverty tw#infertility tw#depression tw#evil#bio char#open#char
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Im not sure if this has been asked yet, but how would each RO react to receiving a spicy picture/text from MC while they’re working?
Matt would be pretty receptive to it. It would probably wake him up from the monotony of his job but he wouldn't reply too quickly; he doesn't want to actually get fired.
Eve wouldn't be comfortable receiving something like that while at work. She'd ask you to refrain in future, especially with pictures.
Alex would have to sneak off and reply in kind, it's their way and they do quite like sending a little spicy picture of themself. They're not shy in that way.
Jordan wouldn't be comfortable with it. They'd ask you to respect their boundaries and to not send them these kinds of things to them without asking.
Char would briefly look at it, play it off so well and then tell you that he can't look at this kind of stuff in the day but you'd be welcome to show them in person.
Bo-yeon would reply quickly telling you not to message this to xem while xe's at work. It's not appropriate and xe works hard to look as professional as xe can. That being said, xe wouldn't be unhappy to receive messages like that in other circumstances.
#been a while since i did one of these#nsft#anonymous#answered <3#matt atkinson#eve keane#alex sancho#jordan bridgetower#char graham#bo yeon park
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he knows
When people ask him what changed his mind, why he's back in Beacon Hills instead of at the fancy FBI job he earned through merit and luck, he just smiles and laughs it up. Insists this is how it just worked out. That the job was good, and being in the field was surprisingly easy for him, but the remote research work landed on his lap once and he realized he'd much rather do that. Working the field was great, but being able to actually spend time with his old man gives him more joy.
The old ladies call him a good man, tell him he's such a good son, and share their own turmoils with him. The old men sneer at his choice until he lets slip just how much he makes, and then they're singing praises, too.
After a couple of weeks, the noise dies down. He is no longer the novelty, the townspeople ready to move on to the next new, shiny thing that catches their attention.
What doesn't die down is whatever is spreading inside him. The burn under his skin is licking up towards his heart, coming out through his pores, charring him to immobility as the sun dips down and comes back up.
After week three, he's unable to move from the bed, and none of their research is bringing about any clues. No one knows why this is happening to him, and they have all accepted this.
That he is going to die. There's no coming back, no cure for this sudden illness that has taken him. None of the books that Deaton provides, that Lydia translates and pours her time into, have a single clue.
It's not as painful, if he's honest. Not now. It was at the beginning, the heat sudden and startling, the pain that comes with it bright and unending. But he's been with it for a while now, gotten used to the constant warmth. A false sense of security.
The only thing left for him is to stop feeling altogether. At the rate his body is shutting down, it's not too far, now. Another day or two, maybe three if he's unlucky.
He's said his goodbyes. Told his father to keep on living, to not only honor the memory of mom, but his, too. There's grief laced in each of their interactions, each word spoken with a weight that brings tears to Stiles' eyes and a tremble that rocks his father's body. It's an ugly sight, and it so happens to be his last. Nearly his last.
His dad's a strong man, he'll survive. He's enlisted the help of Lydia to do so. Asked her to be the child he'll not get to be for him. Through teary eyes she had agreed, and he's watched the two of them get closer in their quest of trying to heal him, and then grieve him. She's like the daughter he never had, and she is good for him. Stops him from drinking alcohol and makes him healthy food, even when he refuses to listen, and Stiles can do nothing but lay on his bed as the voices float up from the kitchen.
Scott and him never did resolve their differences. Scott's been a part of his life enough to warrant him a last goodbye, and despite everything that has happened, Scott promised to him to be there for his dad. He promised many things, but has delivered none, and has only been by to see him on day one — when Stiles had allowed Lydia to bring in the McCall Pack to help him cure himself.
It's as if Stiles being dead was an accepted outcome for him, and Scott has grieved him to the point of utter indifference since. If he's grieving in silence that's another thing, but for now, Stiles isn't dead. People do come in and see him.
Lydia, of course. His dad. Jackson flew from London to come see him, and he hasn't left since, feet set like stone in Beacon Hills, despite the final acceptance of their failure. Isaac came with Jackson, and it's so silly, he thinks, that being on the verge of death can bring together people you would never see in one place by choice.
Kira has stopped by multiple times, as have Malia, Liam, Mason, Jordan, and surprisingly, Hayden. She insisted he's a hero, and cried while hugging him.
Scott hasn't come again. And, honestly, it's not as bothersome to Stiles as someone else not coming in to see him.
Cora has face-timed him, and Peter was there, he knows. The two of them were there, and when he'd asked about Derek, Cora had snapped out, "He's an idiot," while Peter had calmly told Stiles, "He's determined."
Stiles is smart enough to put together the fact that Derek has been pursuing his own leads to find the cure, but he'd hoped that once the finality of his situation reached him, he'd see Derek one last time.
He wouldn't burden Derek with the knowledge of his own feelings. Wouldn't confess like in the fairytales, and hope for a true love's miracle. Stiles is honest to himself these days, and he'd rather go with unconfessed feelings than burden Derek, because somewhere in their interactions, Stiles has developed a pure hatred for anything that could even remotely hurt Derek.
He supposes this is love, and how ironic is it, that this is the most intense feeling he's ever had, and he can't even speak aloud about it?
So he lounges in his bed, waiting for the light to take him. Each time he closes his eyes he knows he's closer to never opening them again, and tonight, as he hears Lydia turn the pages of a book, and Jackson walking outside in the hallway, and his dad sobbing in his own room, and Isaac cooking, he just wishes tonight's the night. He cannot have the people he care about clinging onto false hope.
He closes his eyes, and behind his eyelids, he sees his family. He sees his mom, beckoning him; his parents, smiling, as he runs towards them for a family hug; Lydia, when she told him she loves him in the Jeep, and the night when he came back, declaring that he's not supposed to leave her, ever; Jackson and Isaac laughing at his expense, but not in a mean way, instead enjoying each other's company like the friends they've become these days; Derek, as the last time Stiles saw him, smiling softly at him while he rambled on about the way he convinced the FBI to let him join the mission that saved Derek's ass.
He remembers, with immense clarity, the moment he realized he's in love with Derek. The heartbreak of saying goodbye to him, of watching his brows furrow at the clear lie of, "You should go," and hesitant step forward he'd taken before realizing it.
He'd said, "You should go or Cora will leave," and left the, "I want her to," unsaid.
He sleeps, and wishes to dream about a world where Derek didn't leave and things happened differently. Where somehow, they found their way to each other, and Stiles never got ill like this.
Instead, he dreams about a purple light guiding him to a tunnel that simply looks white, like that is all there is.
He follows.
He doesn't wake up, again.
At least, that's what he thinks — until his eyes open and he's face-to-face with —
"Derek?"
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The whole place is white. The only splash of color exists on Stiles himself, his clothes rumpled with sleep, and on Derek, whose jeweled eyes are shimmering with unshed tears and sparkling joy.
"Derek, what the hell did you do?!"
Derek doesn't deem that a question worthy of replying. Instead the werewolf picks him up and hugs him so tight Stiles worries about not being able to breathe, and then realizes, with a startling clarity, that he is not in pain.
Still in embrace, he asks, a little choked up, "Why am I not in pain?"
Derek takes an exaggerated sniff before reluctantly pulling back and fixing him with a look that screams of resplendent joy, but also like he's waiting for a reprimand. He says, "This is Bardo."
Stiles stills. "Bardo," he repeats. He's dived into enough books to hear what Derek is leaving unsaid. Bardo is where spirits go after dying. It's an in-between space for spirits with unfinished business, one that opens only on a land with a Nemeton on it. Beacon Hills fits the criteria for it, and Stiles the criteria for having wishes he didn't get in his life, but he doesn't... He doesn't fit the other criteria. "Derek Nobody Will Tell Me What Your Middle Name Is Hale, that place — which apparently is this place, what the hell — is for supernatural spirits. Me?" He laughs, humorless and frantic. "I am not a supernatural creature. I'm just a human who used to run with a Pack."
Derek's worry melts away into nothing, as if Stiles would miss the fact that for Derek to be here, he has to be dead.
"Don't think I don't understand that you're dead, too! Deliberately!"
There. That is the face of a chastised puppy. "But it worked?" Stiles squints his eyes and motions for Derek to go on, who sighs but complies with the command. "The illness that took you was a Supernatural fever, last recorded with a Spark centuries ago. I tracked down the journal —"
"Wait, hold on, Spark? Where have I heard that word..." The Vet clinic, years ago. The Kanima in the club. The mountain ash line that never should have formed because there was much too less of it to complete the circle. As the realization hits, he closes his eyes and rests his fists against them. He isn't ashamed to let out a scream of rage as well.
When he lets his arms fall back down to his side, Derek takes one of them and starts rubbing comforting circles on the back of his hand. "You are one," he says softly, like he's trying not to spook Stiles with the declaration. Like Stiles' world didn't just shift irrevocably as he put the pieces together. "I don't really understand why your powers never unlocked, because traditionally speaking they should have kicked in your teen years. With the added clusterfuck of those years they definitely should have. They did not."
Again, he laughs humorlessly, and gives Derek a "duh" look. "Our lives have rarely dared to be traditional." He thinks back to all the awful things that have happened over the years to him, but mostly, as Derek put it, in those years. The Nogitsune was definitely the worst thing to happen to him, and holy shit. "Do you think it chose me because of my power? Rather than her?"
Derek doesn't answer for a moment. Then he says, "I think that is why you survived. Because of your Spark."
Oh. That... makes sense. Sort of. But that is the past, and they're in the present, and they're in fucking Bardo of all places. "Derek, I think I really need an explanation. Like right now. Including why you thought killing yourself was the best fucking idea."
Derek winces, but he also looks determined once Stiles' glare eases off of him. And they're still holding hands, which he realizes with a warmth he actually enjoys feeling. "When I got the call, I had an inkling... So I followed my instincts and ended up at probably our oldest vault."
"You knew what I am." He doesn't even feel angry. Somehow, Derek knowing a thing about him that nobody else does (and he is not counting Deaton as a factor here at all, that cryptic asshole), it feels nice.
Derek uses his free hand to tap at his chest, once, twice. "Instincts," he says, with the same effect as saying, "Werewolf," like he once used to, as if that was the answer to everything. "This illness confirmed it for me. I found a journal at the vault that belonged to that Spark, and in it, he detailed how the illness felt, how it spread, and how within weeks he could do nothing but lay on his cot." Derek swallows, his voice turning rough with choked up emotions. "Stiles, just reading it was so awful. I can't imagine..."
Derek Hale doesn't cry. He feels deeply, and he cares even deeper, but he doesn't cry, not in front of people.
But Stiles is not most people, and he is aware enough to know that he is, for some reason, one of the people who is most important to Derek. So as Derek breaks down at the idea of Stiles' suffering, Stiles reaches forward and brings his arms around Derek.
"I'm here," he assures, over and over again, until the words are stronger than Derek's shaking. "I'm right here," he says one last time, and stays close to the man he loves most for an indeterminate amount of time, silently not-breathing together.
Stiles breaks the silence with, "I love you, you know?" He had promised to not say it to Derek. To not burden him. But here they are, in Bardo. Together. A Pack of two who would do all that is possible and all that is not to protect the other. Derek deserves to know he is loved.
The way Derek's arms tighten around him says he doesn't know. And when Derek pulls back, just a little to stare at Stiles like this is unbelievable, Stiles pulls him back in by grabbing his hands and putting one on his chest, the other on his face. He kisses the inner palm of the latter, and smiles brightly. "Never thought I'd say it. Especially once I was on my deathbed. Still hate that you chose to die with me, but I'm hoping you have a plan, and you deserve to know. You're amazing and I love you, Derek Hale."
The smile he gets is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, and Derek presses forward until their foreheads are resting against each other's. "Samuel," he says.
"Derek Samuel Hale? Samuel like Sam and Dean's grandpa?"
Derek does a snort-chortle thing, then says in the small space between them, "Shut up, Stiles."
"Shutting up."
The silence stretches, and they stay together, seizing the moment. Who knew Bardo could be peaceful? Except...
"Our escape plan? See, I'd love to explore you biblically anywhere and everywhere, but I would much rather do it on —"
"Stiles."
Derek's look of scandalized horror makes Stiles laugh until he's being hauled off in his strong, muscled arms like a sack of potatoes and starts walking. "I don't know why I love you too."
"This is just sexy. I don't think you know what you're doing to me."
"I can still smell your arousal, Stiles. I know."
"You know loads of things. What else do you know?" He says it in a simpering, sexy voice, and then giggles as Derek stumbles a step before balancing himself.
"I know how to escape. We need a bed, yes? So stop distracting me and let me do my thing."
Stiles is just glad he is already in Derek's arms, because otherwise he would have swooned and fallen into them.
The escape plan is easy and a let down, if he's being completely honest. What they need are:
A Spark's Belief ✅️
An Alpha's Roar ✅️ (When did Derek become an Alpha again?)
An Anchor on The Other Side ✅️ (Peter)
An Incantation That Derek Has Memorized ✅️
To Stand Where The Veil is Thinnest ✅️ (Derek's instincts strike yet again)
All in all, it is very anti-climactic, and very dirty as they end up materializing in a clearing near the Nemeton which is muddy. Peter looks one look at them and says, "Finally."
Stiles isn't sure if he meant it for them coming back or for Stiles and Derek finally confessing to each other. Either way, Peter hands them clean clothes and agrees to drive them back to Stiles' house, where apparently everyone is in a panic because "Stiles dissappeared."
"It's only been like, an hour or something," Stiles says, confused, as he changes into the clean t-shirt while Peter faces the other way and Derek stares, unabashed, much to Peter's verbal disgust.
Peter takes a break from chastising his nephew to say, "It's been 72 hours."
Huh.
"We should get going then," he says, and Peter sighs.
"If only you could ask my dear nephew to rein in his urges."
Stiles throws Derek a glare, who rolls his eyes but obliges. However the glare the turns into an appreciative look over Derek's abs, and Peter throws up his hands.
*
Acclimating to having magic is easy when he already has an anchor. Derek's presence is both wanted and needed, and despite Scott's insistence that another Alpha cannot stay in town, Derek stays as long as Stiles does.
Two weeks pass before Stiles calls back his boss and lets her know that he's now alright, and then he's promptly being shipped off to another state for a case. Everyone has already congratulated him on both being alive and doing something about his pining, so they throw a simple dinner on his last night in town and Stiles watches, with amusement and fondness, as all the people in his heart mingle with easy conversations and banter.
Peter chooses to stay in town to reconnect with Malia in person, while Cora deems it better to go back to her Pack in South America. Lydia and Jackson leave together for London, but Isaac decides to stay back.
When Stiles asks him why, he says, "Liam needs a good mentor. His control is weak. I can help him, plus, Derek needs a pack."
Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Liam is Scott's beta," he says.
"None of them have a pack bond," Isaac fire backs, and oh.
Derek must have heard the conversation, too, because he comes over and claps Isaac on the back, proud and all smiley, and Stiles can't help but lean in to kiss it. To taste the constant joy off of Derek's face, to give him his own in return. The action is met with Derek's soft moan and a ring of disgusted groaning from the others, including his dad's.
Stiles laughs after he pulls back, and looks around at the lot of them. There's tragedy woven into all of their lives, but there's also happiness.
Who knew getting ill would lead to this? To re-founding a family?
Maybe Derek knew, the bastard. Loveable bastard, though.
#sterek#derek hale#stiles stilinski#sterek fics#teen wolf#sh.writesonmain#*sterek fic recs#my laptop still isn't fixed so for now this is gonna stay on tumblr only#i'll put this on ao3 later#sh.writing
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Age of Madness: Unplugged and Unhinged
Give It Up
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