#hale-of-stiles-heart

[circumpolarvampire]

if you could design your own monster high, what would do you? I've been toying with designs for custom dolls and I love your characters so much so I'm curious what you'd do!

Well on the subject of ooak dolls I've thought of making ones for ocs esp i feel like theyre very fashion doll-able and also for various jrockers I like such as Buck-Tick or Mana and Kozi and so on. But for a monster high specific doll i kinda thought the idea of a living doll type monster that was an actual doll, meant to look like those porcelin ones would be cute or an undead jester or harlequin maybe as vampires. I really like vampires so i always think of the man y possible vampire designs one could make.

[marci11e]

all your yellowjackets posts are so intriguing so I gotta ask: what is yellow jackets about???

okay. so synopsis is a high schools girls soccer team is flying to play a game, then the plane crashes and those who survive are stranded in the wilderness. essentially, it covers what they did to survive, since they do end up having to deal with the snow and the cold!

it’s also told in the future, with some of the girls as adults, so it’s a fascinating look at the relationships and how they are forced to reunite and then you have the flashbacks of the times in the wilderness

and ultimately it’s about the relationships of teenage girls, at its core. how consuming they can be (first season is p gory just fyi)

[anaelwings]

my mom's bf's daughter is showing me monster high movies and I'm entranced by how much the outfit quality differs between characters bc I'll see really cute outfits then see another character done sooo dirty

jnhbgvbh yeah and that really goes for the doll line itself, like we'll get a lot of very good releases esp back in the day then like some real stinkers. The main ghouls tend to have the most detailed fits but quite a few of the secondary characters get really screwed over, I hope the new generation tries to do better with it, but I've also seen generation 3 Heath and his middle school boy fit so hopes are low.

[casually-eat-my-soul]

So we all argee that Derek listens to stiles heartbeat yes? Yes. Anyway headcannon.

At first Derek founds stiles annoying. Even in his resting state, stiles was loud. His very state of being demands attention. And Derek hates it. Until the day stiles has a panic attack in front of him. Derek is afraid, listening to stiles having a panic attack, hearing Stiles’ heart sound like a cacophony of screams. It’s wrong, it’s far too fast and far to loud. Hearing his lungs struggle to breathe. Derek has never hated a sound more in his life.

Derek can’t get the sound out of his head. It haunts him. Playing over and over like a reminder of morality. It sounds like death.

So he starts to pay extra attention to stiles and his heart beat, allowing it to wash over him. Listening to the rhythm — reminding himself that stiles is alive and okay. He can identify when stiles starts to panic and stop it before it becomes anything. He know stiles heart beat like it’s his own, so he notices when the rhythm changes. Even if it just skips a beat.

He doesn’t realize that he beginning to use it as an anchor, as stiles as an anchor, until the day they’ve been kidnapped and stiles heart starts to slow.

[fujiyolkart]

3 favorite ships // parallels

[feelsforsterek]

↳ TRUE ALPHA DEREK HALE SUPREMACY!!

[halloweenyyyy]

I can't get this unstuck. It's based off lithiumseven's post about them arguing in different languages.

But I was thinking that instead of when they're arguing, and insulting each other, they're actually angrily complementing each other instead.

Derek: (Spanish) You are so gorgeous!

Stiles: (Polish) Why are you so fucking hot!

S: Wait did you say gorgeous?

D: (In denial) No, I said ugly.

S: I'm sur-

D: No.

S: Bu-

D: No.

D: (Whispering in spanish) And why are you so beautiful and smart?

Lol.

[renmackree]

The "Sterek" Trap

Elliot "Eli" Hale is sent to a summer camp his father used to work at in his youth against his protesting. There he meets London Stilinski, an infuriating person who for some reason looks just like him. The two of them are forced to spend the summer with one another only to find out that their parents used to be lovers who met at this very camp. The two boys decide it's time to put the Parent Trap in place and try and get them back together.

[takaraphoenix]

Remember when I made a post yesterday about writing my first Stetopher fic? So since then I accidentally got three more Stetopher ideas. This is becoming a problem and I like to make my problems y'all's problems. So:

The Tate Sisters: A No Hale Fire AU where the McCall Pack forms one town over, while Chris and Peter get to raise Malia and Allison together. When the girls leave for college, they sign up under a false name to not raise suspicion with the local pack. That proves futile when both sisters find their True Mates (Scallison and Malira) within the McCall Pack. When Emissary Stilinski arrives at the Argent-Hale household to talk about the matebonds, Peter gets to inform his husband that he just found their third. Post date: August 13th.

What Kept Me Going: Post-Nogitsune hurt/comfort, where only thing that kept Chris going after Allison's death was the fact that Stiles was alive, because Allison died trying to save Stiles and they did save Stiles, so as long as Stiles was alive and safe, Allison's death wasn't in vein. Somewhere along the lines, that protectiveness turned into more. Chris' boyfriend Peter approves, but Chris thinks it's inappropriate. Until the couple learn that Stiles still blames himself for Allison's death. Possible Bad Friend Scott but I haven't decided just how angsty and how Petopher-monopolizing-all-the-comforting-of-Stiles I want this story to be. Post date: August 13th.

How Chris and Peter Got a Kitten: Vaguely post-series with married Petopher, where Stiles gets cursed by a witch and turned into a cat. Kitty Stiles hisses and claws at everyone aside from Chris, so Chris and Peter get to take the kitten home. Only that, after the curse is broken, Stiles still retains some... cat-like behaviors. Like crawling into Chris' lap for a nap. Peter thinks this is the best thing that ever happened. Post date: August 19th.

Shot Through The Heart: Basically I just want established Petopher with a really big competence kink. Because what I love most about Peter's canon obsession with Stiles is his acknowledgement of Stiles' mind and cunning, aka his competence. And then I had the thought that wait, Stiles is the sheriff's son there is no way he can't use a gun oh Chris would go absolutely buck-wild for Stiles being a good shot. So, totally besotten Petopher who stop functioning when Stiles is being his usual competent self. Post date: August 30th.

[circumpolarvampire]

📻 for Ken'eq, Malachi, and Yun'ani!

Ken'eq: I Burn by Toadies. I absolutely love this song, it's literally just about a guy worshipping fire, and the lyrics are so raw it's just so good, esp the line "efficient and divine" the way he describes his worship feels so heavy and convincing of fire's simplistic raw power.

Malachi: キラメキの中で・・・ by Buck-Tick. This is literally my favorite Buck-Tick song and I feel like my followers by now are familiar that's my current fave band. But the instrumentals on this song are by far my favourite, and the lyrics create an image of insecurity and love that feels very compelling and real 11/10 that fits perfectly for Malachi who Sakurai is the face claim for.

Yun'ani: Werkin' Girls by Angel Haze. I've heard this song since I was like a kid, I started listening to Angel Haze when I was like in 6th grade and their music has always been so close to me. This song has an element of struggle to it, a look into Haze's own life and I feel I modelled some of that in Yun'ani in fact Haze is her voice claim. And the instrumental beat sounds very good, idk how to describe instrumentals very well but trust me.

[marci11e]

Happy birthday!!!!!!! 🎂

thank youuu 💙

[achillean-heartbeat]

Editing pics of a 47 yo man who was the actor of my fave power hungry mass murderer werewolf as if he were a soft kpop twink

[casually-eat-my-soul]

I keep thinking about jealous pining desperate Stiles and Derek

But like specifically Stiles Seeing Derek kiss someone else.

Stiles goes to visit Derek at his loft and he walks into a scene from a hallmark movie. Derek is kissing some random women under fairy lights to the back drop of a sunset. Stiles feels like someone plunged their hand through his heart and infected with body with ice. He genuinely feels sick to his stomach.

Derek looks down at said person with a soft smile, thinking that this time he can be safe. Before turning and seeing Stiles. They lock eyes and stiles is so visibly distraught. Like in the “where’s my dad scene”. One tear sliding down his face, hands clenched, grasping at his chest as if to rip his heart out.

And Derek knows he fucked up, but he doesn’t know how. All he sees is Stiles in distress and he needs to fix it. Stiles base scent has changed in a split second, now deeply intertwined with misery. He immediately moves from his love interest towards Stiles. But Stiles won’t let Derek comfort him. When Derek grasps his wrists, He tries to pull away.

Stiles is inconsolable at this point, choking on his sobs, barely able to breathe, barely able to see. This only makes Derek more desperate, he’s trying to pull stiles into a hug but Stiles keeps fighting him. Derek’s mind is racing with an explain on why stiles is falling apart in front of him. He thinks of Scott and the sheriff, praying that they are both still alive. He’s now genuinely begging stiles to let him help, to tell him what’s wrong, but stiles keeps pushing Derek away.

Derek’s love interest moves to help but stiles screams when she touches him. In his shock Derek stumbles away from Stiles, but not before ripping her arm off of Stiles.

The room freezes as the both of them are just staring at each other, stiles still sobbing, Derek shaking with adrenaline or fear he doesn’t know. Before Stiles turns and runs out of his loft.

And then nothing is like it used to be. Not like the summer they spent together, not even like the days of when they first met. Stiles is so different with him. Derek can’t remember the last time he saw stiles smile, or his eyes. All he can see is the eyebags that match his own and bitten bloody lips. He barely speaks to Derek and when he does is tone is soft and flat. They no longer banter back and forth with each other exchanging friendly insults. He is a ghost of the stiles that Derek knew.

Stiles doesn’t reach out and touch him anymore, not in camaraderie or comfort. Derek’s skin is devoid of stiles scent. His scent hasn’t changed from that night, now overcome with depression, pain, and tears. But even so Derek would still prefer to carry it with him. Derek feels like he is watching stiles die.

And Derek is ripping his hair out of his skull. He going insane. He has tried to talk to stiles but at meetings Stiles wouldn’t even look at him, and the Stilinski house has been lined with wolfsbane.

He goes to Scott and Lydia for advice, or understanding, fuck at this point he’d even take a stupid riddle. But scott just twists his lips in disappointment while Lydia glares at him with more hatred than she does Peter. Which is really saying something.

Derek is getting more frantic as days pass and nothing changes. It’s starting to affect the pack. The betas are more snappy and uncomfortable. Derek, himself is having a had time keeping his shift under control. Anger isn’t helping, if only it’s making it worse, more feral.

This costs Derek.

One night when the pack is fighting the next big bad. Derek’s sleepless nights and being distracted nearly gets him killed. He only wishes he could go back to that day, he would spend it, from sunrise to sunset with Stiles. Just making him laugh and smile.

The last thing he sees before he collapses is Stiles eyes in the moonlight, glistening with tears, same as that night. Beautiful all the same. But still Derek smiles. He is at peace knowing that this will be the last thing he sees.

But he wakes up, and all he has of stiles is traces of his scent on his skin. Derek roars in anguish. He can feel his betas trying to hold him down, he can hear them screaming but it all fades to white noise. He understands nothing at this current moment but loss. His wolf won’t stop howling.

He doesn’t fight the pull of the wolf, as he falls under his instincts. At the back of his head he knows that the people he is fighting are his pack mate, his own betas. The smell of blood affronts his senses. But nothing can be felt but violent grief.

The wolves in his den are wary and hesitant to fight him, as they should be. He can hear more wolves coming, and the deafening heartbeat of prey. He snarls at the prey that moves closer to him, fulling intending the go for the kill. As he pounces on the prey pressing him to the ground, teeth reaching to sink into his neck, he feels Stiles hands on his chest and he stops. The scent of Stiles is all around him, and Derek presses his face to his neck. Keeping Stiles pinned to the ground.

Thus way stiles cannot escape, cannot leave Derek grappling with the thought of losing him. Another wolf tries to get closer, reaching for stiles but Derek snarls at him. Stiles talks to the wolf, —

“Don’t worry about it Scotty, I got it from here”

“You sure dude?”

“Yeah, take the wonder trio and get out of here. We’re good.”

— as Derek pulls him into his lap, face still pressed into the junction between neck and shoulder. Not even willing to miss even the vibrations of Stiles voice. The wolves leave and Derek can finally relax and enjoy the presence of Stiles.

Derek feels overwhelmed, after weeks of not interacting with Stiles he is now surrounded by him. His hands run through Derek’s hair, his voice floats in the air, his scent finally intermingling with his own. This idea of losing the heat of stiles body pressed against his, makes Derek pull stiles even closer.

He doesn’t know how long they sit together but when he comes out of the fog. Derek breaks. A complete reversal of the night he lost stiles. Derek is crying in ernest, pleading and apologizing over and over again. Stiles is hesitant when he places his hands on Derek cheek. But when Derek leans into it Stiles begins to wipe the tears from his face.

They both face each other with open expressions. Stiles struggles to finds words to explain to Derek but all he can get out is a broken repeat of Derek’s own apology.

Derek felt as if his heart couldn’t know anymore pain, but as Stiles choked out an apology he could feel another piece break. Derek was just relived that stiles was finally letting him comfort him. Derek pressed their foreheads together and took a deep breath. Waiting for stiles to following along with his breathing. When they both calmed down stiles Slumped exhausted into his chest. With a heavy limbs Derek picked him up and carried him to the bed. Derek’s bed.

Neither of them need to speak durning this time. Derek was reluctant to set Stiles down, to let go for even a second. Instead he settled for watching Stiles as they both undressed and fell into the bed. Finally after weeks of sleepless nights, unrest and nightmares, they both full asleep wrapped in each others arms.

Derek refuse to open his eyes when he awakes. Afraid that when he does, Stiles will be gone and this would be a cruel dream. So he keeps them closed even when he hear Stiles breathe hitch. Even as he hears his heartbeat pick up. Even as stiles trails his fingers over Derek’s face. But he does open them as stiles presses a kiss to his lips.

Derek kisses him back just as fiercely. And this leads to teary confessions — “Don’t fucking lie to me Derek please, I can’t take it, don’t fucking kiss me out of pity.”

“Never out of pity, Mi Vida, I never wish to part from you even again, I love you, Mieczyslaw, truly. I can finally breathe again.” — They spend the day in bed, only leaving to eat. Even then they are always touching the other in some way.

After this Scott and Lydia pull Derek aside and threaten him with extreme violence. Peter joyfully welcomes stiles to the family.

(Honestly this was a whole train wreck. I also had another idea/version where this was happening during the nogistune. Where Stiles goes over to Derek’s loft as the darkness around his heart fills heavier that day and he sees Derek kiss someone else. The this is what finally pushes stiles over and allows the nogistune to fully take over. And Derek is forced to listen to the fox gleefully tell him that this action nearly broke Stiles. That while turning feral Derek has to learn that his actions cost him another person he loves. That because of this stiles and Derek are turning into twisted version of themselves. But honestly a fox should have never underestimated how far a wolf would go for their mate)

My bad for the long post but if you made it to the end, welcome to the trenches and suffering in the misery with me.

[lgraewrites]

Trying to get back into writing more one shots. Requests are open for my Howl at the Moon collection. Feel free to submit a request/prompt, and I'll do my best to fulfill it.

[inlovewhithafairytale]

I think we lost her

summary: Scott tells yn that Theo was dead, and Yn completely breaks down.

I was really bored when I wrote this so don't blame me

"what?"Yn's chocked those words out when she understood what Scott had told her. She couldn't believe was she was hearing. It just couldn't be true, he couldn't be dead. Not him."

Yn I'm sorry..." Scott looked down at the girl. Her eyes were wide open and her face deadly pale, she Shaked her head denying the truth.

"How?" She whispered looking up at him her brown eyes glossy with unshed tears.

For a moment he regretted having to lie to her, he regretted telling her that Theo was dead. His eyes watered at the sight of his best friend's little sisters heart break. But he shook his head and swallowed the tears" we had just killed the beast when he came at us and..." Scott didn't want to tell her that he had died, but if she knew that Kira had sent Theo to hell, Yn would do everything possible to bring him back." Kira had to kill him" he muttured.

"And you? Scott what did you do?!" Yn demanded him.

Scott looked up shocked at the question."What do you mean?""You know what I mean Scott" Yn's eyes showed the pain she was hiding inside, showed her despair. But she wanted to know if Theo could have been saved. She looked into Scotts eyes and the hard truth hit her" you did nothing" she whispered" you did nothing when you saw how Kira killed him"

"Yn I was protecting the pack"Scott started

"Bullshit!" Yn exclaimed cutting him off" you could have saved him, you could have saved him Scott" by this time Yn's hands were shaking and tears streamed down her face." I lost Allison, I lost Aiden, I almost lost my dad, I've been having constant nightmare's, where I have to scream myself awake. Scott I'm scared of my own mind. Theo could have been the bad guy in your eyes but he saved me, since I met him I smiled more and I laugh more and I was happier. And you know it Scott"

Scott knew it was the truth. Stiles had told him that Yn had been having constant nightmare's since the dread doctors appereancebut they had stopped after they got Lydia out of eichen house. But he had never suspected it had been Theo.

Yn cleaned her tears away with the sleeve of her shirt.

" Yn I'm so sorry" Scott muttured and moved to give the girl a hug but she pulled away from him.

" Say that when you mean it" she sobbed out and walked out of Scotts room, slamming the door behind her.

The rest of the pack had been waiting downstairs. They had decided that Scott was to be the one who told her the news since he was the alpha. But Stiles saw the way that Malia's eyes watered and Liam showed a worried look as they heard the conversation, and he regretted having her go alone.

"She's coming downstairs" Malia told everyone after they heard a door slam upstairs.

A sobbing yn stiffly made her way down the stairs. And when she saw Stiles she rushed toward her big brother sobbing heartbreaking sobs against his chest. And stiles held her as she cried. His own eyes watered as he held his crying sister, she had just lost her first love. And it broke him to see her in so much pain.

He knew Scotts plan on telling her that Theo was dead, instead down in hell. He knew that Yn would tear heaven apart to get him back if she knew. But he though it was for the best. Theo wasent good news and yn was probably better off without him. But he hated himself for laying to her.

Yn pulled back her eyes red from crying.

" Are you ok?" Kira asked

And in that moment Yn knew she hated Kira with all her will power, and stiles, Malia, Lydia Liam and Scott who had just came downstairs, knew that Yn was raging and Kira inmidiatly regretted her question.

Yn gave a humor less laugh and gave Kira the fakestsmile she could muster." I'm fine Kira, and I'm better knowing that Theo is dead thanks to you, just like Allison and Aiden. It's your fault you know. Since the day your family arrived at beacon hills. It's your fault that Stiles was possessed by a nogitsune your mom called upon, your fault that the oni killed Allison and Aiden when WE were trying to fix up your familie's mistake. You may had just lost a girl you bearly knew. But Allison was my family. So you better pick your Kitsuné ass and get the hell out of my town" by the time Yn had finished kiras eyes had tears in them and Yn's eyes were a fiery violet color in them. Yn stormed away form her friends and out of the house as she started to walk toward home.

Stiles started to follow her but Lydia stoped him." Let her leave, she'll come around soon enough"

" But what if she gets herself hurt?" Stiles argued" Then let Malia go, she has grown closer to her than to you" Lydia answered and looked toward the brunette who simply nodded and followed after the girl.When Malia had gone out of the door, stiles sighed and turned around to his best friend who stood holding a crying Kira in his arms." I think we just lost her Scott, we screwed up" stiles sadly told him. I don't think so.."started Liam

"Liam did you see the way she looked at us, she looked at us as maybe we had betrayed her or teared her heart out of her chest"stiles replied to him rubbing his eyes

"Maybe we did" cut in the redheaded. Stiles looked up and looked at his best friend sighing. Maybe they had.

When Malia reached the Stilinski house, Yn was already in her room crying her heart out. Malia just sat next to her and pulled her into her arms. And yn let her.

So that way they sat for an hour, the were coyote holding the younger girl, the girl who could control all supernatural with her mind. The girl that was supposed to be unbreakable. At least that was the spirit that had made home in her. This girl was just a human. A human that was crying the loss if the love of her life.

That night after Malia had left her. Yn dreamed of Theo. She saw a girl ripp his heart from his chest. She screamed as she saw Theo fall. And he seamed to hear her because he turned around toward her voice and his eyes widened. "Yn?" She heard him whisper.

The girl that had attacked him turned around and crawled away, and yn runned toward Theo who was laying on the floor. And she held him in her arms.

Then she was waked up by stiles, who had heard her scream and came to see what had happened.

"He...-" she sobbed" he bagan to feel like HOME"