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pinksugarscrub · 4 months ago

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I was not prepared 😵‍💫🥴 I love your little plot twist. Ten times better than what I thinking thank you!!

I'm so glad I wrote these down.

Arrowroot for Jason with a❣️ bottle. I give you, reader and Jason with the same ✨️target✨️

*twirls my hair* Hehehe Jason hehehehe thank you for requesting, angel!! ❤️

Pairing: Jason Todd x fem! Reader/ Red hood x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader (except for clothing), cw food mentions, cw violence, cw guns, tw death, FLUFF.

Katy's one year celebration 🎉

A man walks into your crosshairs, seemingly looking normal except for his bespoke suit that costs three months worth of rent; and wearing a golden Rolex sitting on his unworthy wrist. He's about to have a very bad day, but you're about to get a very good payday once you put a bullet in his skull.

He exits the neon clad iceberg lounge with his entire entourage following right behind him. You smile, eye looking through the scope of your weighty sniper rifle, trigger finger itching as your target moves his head and hides behind a pillar. You hiss behind your clenched teeth, waiting for the right time to shoot. A breeze rushes past you, cold air nipping at your leather clad form.

Your target finally moves away, he walks towards his limousine parked in front of the club. But his wall of entourage is preventing you from shooting lest you hit them instead of the greedy and sleazy businessman. His wall of friends disperse, then for a split second his head tilts to the side as he ducks to enter inside the car, it's the window you've been looking for.

“Gotcha.” Aiming, holding your breath, you shoot.

Suddenly, a puff of red smoke appears right next to the car— startling everyone and making the man's bodyguard run into your bullet as he shields his boss. Your target panics, pushing his way inside the car before it speeds off into the night. You curse under your breath, scanning who threw the smoke bomb; and then you see him behind your scope. Clad in red leather and a helmet in the same hue, Red hood follows the limousine on his motorbike, gun raised and shooting at the bulletproof car.

You smirk behind your mask, annoyed and excited at the same time. You're about to have a high speed chase with your favorite rival.

Jumping off your perch, sniper strapped on your back, you run towards your motorcycle, you then quickly ignite the engine to accelerate and join the adrenaline filled chase. With the wind rushing past you, buildings whizzing past, cars honking loudly as you cut them off, you expertly dodge obstacles as you set your sights on the shiny red helmet in front of you.

Revving your engine, you catch up to him, riding side by side with the Red hood. He turns his head subtly, acknowledging your presence. You instead ride dangerously close to his bike, so close that you can nudge his leg with your foot in greeting.

“Nice day for a ride, huh?” You say casually above the whipping winds, while nonchalantly dodging a bullet from the limousine. “Didn't I tell you to stop stalking me, big red?”

You can tell he's smirking under his helmet. “I'm not stalking you, sweetheart.” His arm muscles threaten to escape from its leather confinement.

“Sure!” You sarcastically say, moving away briefly when a car gets in between you two. Shooting out the back tires of the target's limo, you return to his side. “It's all a coincidence that whenever I'm at a job you're also there.”

“Don't flatter yourself, this is an open contract. I'm allowed to be here.” Red hood tosses a blinking gadget towards the car, it beeps loudly when it hits the trunk. “Besides, where's the thrill in hunting alone?”

Chuckling, you resist the urge to smack his bicep. “A bomb, really? Not subtle at all!” You both continue to weave and bop around just trying to catch up to the mark. Good thing the roads aren't too occupied at three a.m or this would end very badly with a lot of costly damage.

“It's a classic!” He leaves you in the dust before you could quip back. You snort under your mask, immediately driving off with every intention to win. The smell of burning rubber and smoke fuels your adrenaline.

The chase takes you towards a drawbridge. You thought that the chase would've ended right there as the bridge is almost halfway into folding. But just as when it's about to fully close, the limousine accelerates to its highest attainable speed— it launches up, flying in the air before it lands on solid ground on the other side as sparks fly from its busted tires.

You brace yourself before jumping on the ramp, in your peripheral, you see Red hood do the same, but you did not expect him to kick the front of your tires, making you swerve and lose your momentum.

“Shit!” Thankfully, he didn't kick the bike too hard for you to crash. Hands tight around the handles, heart thumping loudly, you watch as he launches into the air and activates the bomb. You swear you even heard him cackle. With a bright explosion from the fleeing car, he lands safely on the ground.

You gotta hand it to him, he has style.

Recovering quickly after seeing him get off his bike, you turn yours around to take the longer route. With Red hood having the upper hand this time, you highly doubt that you'll get that payday. You're irked by what he did, but it is a competition. You finally get to them in record time, jumping away from your motorcycle before it could fully stop, you take out your pistol to aim at the flaming car. The belching smoke and flames prevents you from seeing the other side, slowly, you stalk around, turning the corner to reveal Red hood crouched in front of the target.

Scanning the area for threats, you thankfully find none. Letting your gun down to your side, boots thumping on heated asphalt, you sigh loudly so that he can hear your exasperation.

“You cheated.”

Red hood turns his head, tilting like a confused puppy. “Did not.” The target in front of him whimpers, cradling a broken arm and looking like he went through a chimney.

“Yes, you did!” You stomp your foot, “you kicked my bike! What if I crashed and burned on the side of the bridge?”

Red hood slowly turns his head menacingly towards the man. “Stay.” The man nods wildly. With a final pointed look, he stands up as the fire behind him burns and cackles, bathing him in its glow. He closes the distance towards you, body shielding you from the heat of the flames. “You alright?”

You huff, eyes roaming his featureless mask. But he can read yours as your mask only covers half of your face. The eyes are the window to the soul, and he's looking directly into yours. “... I'm fine, just fucking annoyed at you.” Kicking the toe of his boot, he inches closer to you, grasping your wrist in his gentle hold.

“I'm sorry, I got too into it.” His thumb presses down just below your palm, kneading tenderly and pushing your glove away to feel you.

“I had him, Jason.” Your voice is softer, whispering his name that's only for him to hear.

“I know you did if I didn't show up.” His free hand reaches up to your forehead, wiping away soot. “I didn't know you'd be here, I swear. I thought you'd be chasing the banker tonight instead.”

You lean closer, hand sliding up to his nape to bump your head against the cool surface of his helmet. “That's alright, and you're right, it was an open contract. And it was fun, chasing the same guy.” He hums, wishing that he could take his helmet off. You move away, watching your reflection on his helmet. “A little bit of a friendly competition wouldn't hurt.”

Jason chuckles under his mask, a muffled sound that wakes the butterflies in your stomach. “I was waiting for you actually. Care to share the bounty with me?”

You grin, eyes shining under the firelight. “Only if you pay for dinner tonight.”

“That's how it is then?” You nod with a hidden smile under your mask. He huffs, feigning annoyance. “Deal.”

And with that, you both walk towards the sniveling man bartering with the two of you. He offers cars, money, and even his own business partner in exchange for his life. If only he knew that the same business partner was the one who sent out the contract.

Aiming your gun with Jason mirroring your stance, bullets hit your mark in a thunderous roar of gunfire, and gunpowder smoke.

Jason inhales, finally free to take his helmet off. You look at him through your lashes, eyes roaming unabashedly over his chiseled features.

“God, you look marvelous in this light, Jay-bird.”

“In the fiery embers of a burning car?” He raises a brow. Hand already reaching towards you.

“Yep—” Stepping away from his touch, you see his shoulders slouch, and his frown etched on his face. “Nuh uh, pretty boy, you still gotta earn my affections back.”

Jason visibly relaxes at your teasing, rolling his eyes with a ghost of a smile. “Fine, I'll pick up dinner at that Thai place you love.”

“Order extra pho?” You flutter your pretty eyes at him. And just as you thought, it works as he walks over to you to place his head on your shoulder. “Jay?” Massaging his tensed back, your guilt eats at you. Maybe you shouldn't have teased him like that after a hard night. “Maybe just get something closer to—!”

He shuts you up with a chaste yet heavy kiss on top of your mask. You suddenly wish that you took it off just like he did his. “I’ll see you back home, yeah?” Cupping your warm cheeks, he flashes you his ten megawatt smile before it disappears under his crimson helmet once again. “Sweetheart?” He pokes your cheek as sirens erupt close to where you are.

With a breathy sigh, you pat his sturdy chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken under your touch.

“Race you there?”

#kicking my feet #swooning #ms rabbit has fainted pt 2 #wonderful job my scrumptious bbq rib

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zimmyzz · 6 months ago

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Rengoku dies

Me: ms rabbit has fainted

Watches Koro Sensei die about two years later

Me: Ms rabbit has fainted again

#assassination classroom #demon slayer

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miumura · 2 years ago

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Hi! 🪷 anon here<3 Can you do a sunghoon bf text or drabble?

hi 🪷 anon!! tysm for requesting :) <3 ! but lets say i got a little too carried away from doing a drabble…? ended up doing a whole scenario anyways urm! BUT anyways i hope you enjoy it!

as i kept writing, you can say i lost it . ms. rabbit has fainted!!!

you can see your req here ! if you do want something more specific, let me know :)

#🍰 — sophs asks !#📞 — soph delulu hours !#💞 — sophs anons !#🪷 anon ?!

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blindrapture · 6 months ago

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FRIDAY JULY 1ST, 2011 (Rael's Exodus III: Fear the Day)

11:39 AM I woke up today to hear Genesis’ “The Colony of Slippermen” playing on the loudspeakers. I take it The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway was also in Yates’ collection. Donnie’s not in bed. I’m looking for her.

11:55 AM There she is, in the dining room. ..is she okay?

11:56 AM Sarah’s dead? Sarah Virtshire. She was nice. D: ..oh my god, her head was cut clean off. We’ve got to find the Masked Massacrer. ..after I have some breakfast.

12:38 PM A woman’s running in. She looks scared.

12:39 PM ..Doctor Johnson’s dead too. o_o

12:40 PM Doctor Johnson was overlooking Ms. Desmond. I’m going to see if she’s still there.

12:53 PM Doctor Johnson was stabbed repeatedly in the eyes. o_e It looks like he was then thrust into this sink and.. well, his head’s got a big dent in it. I don’t want to look at it any longer. Ms. Desmond is gone. Donnie’s gone quiet. I suggested we go get some fresh air on the deck.

12:59 PM Nothing but ocean for miles and miles. And miles. No fish in the sea. The water has faint hints of holy moly dick need a lifesaver where’s the thing there OVERBOARD kay PULL PULL PULLING

1:02 PM Got Mister Tickrand. His wife’s still down there. PULL PULL

1:03 PM Mister and Missus Tickrand were overboard. They were in the ocean. Donnie and I saved them. Shit, we gotta get these guys indoors, gotta get them wrapped up. They must have been in there for over a day; they weren’t even moving. Yet.. floating. ..the ocean’s really buoyant, right? Anyway, we got them now, and they’re following us. Taking them to the dining room.

1:23 PM Chef Gusteau says he’ll take care of the Tickrands. Donnie’s going to Captain Fitzgerald; she’ll tell him the news. I’m helping Gusteau.

1:25 PM The Tickrands aren’t saying anything. They’re just standing next to each other, watching us blankly. We’ve wrapped them in towels, but they don’t seem to have even noticed. ..makes me wonder what they saw down there.

1:29 PM Where’d they go? Gusteau and I happened to take our eyes off them for five seconds, just five seconds, and.. they’re gone! Ohhhh fuck, this isn’t good. Before you know it, this boat’ll be empty.

1:32 PM “Attention, passengers. This is your captain speaking. I’ve just been informed that Mister and Missus Tickrand have been located. Now, if anyone happens to know where their daughter, Quinn Tickrand is, we can have a reunion. Kay, how’s that sound? See, nothing to worry about, folks. “There are no more dangers out here at sea. It’s smooth sailin’ from here on out. But still, I advise you folks to stay alive. Fitzgerald out.” Well, at least Donnie was successful. Gusteau’s gonna go look for them.

1:38 PM Oh hey, Donnie’s b ..Ms. Desmond came in for a second. Then she turned and left.

1:39 PM Now Donnie’s back. I asked her if she saw Ms. Desmond on her way in. She didn’t. I told Donnie about the Tickrands’ disappearance. She’s mad at me for looking away. ._.

1:40 PM I suggested we check the cargo holds. ‘Cause really, you never know, do you?

2:01 PM Dark and cold, as always. I still see a faint flashlight beam pointing at the ceiling. That’d be Carl. >_< I can’t see anything else, though. Donnie says we won’t be able to tell if there’s anyone in here anyway, so we should footsteps Laughter. o_o “Rael, we meet again. Victoria, I do believe we’ve never met.” That sounds like Ms. Desmond. ..the flashlight’s moving Ms. Desmond’s picking it up. oh god light in my eyes I asked what Ms. Desmond wants, why she killed Doctor Johnson. “The doctor was just.. an experiment. Trying new things. I’m still getting used to this sudden surge of knowledge I have. ..we are still getting used to this sudden surge of knowledge.” I asked who “We” is. Ms. Desmond laughs again. “It’s far bigger than you could understand, Rael. We’re children of the rabbit holes and of her cold blue rain. But of course, you don’t understand what I mean, do you? You haven’t enough context.” I assume she has superiors, and asked who they are. “No superiors. I am under no one’s command. That is the whole point of this revolution, Rael. We are free to roam, no longer bound by the water. Our time in the water has helped us… evolve. But of course, in time, all creatures must evolve and learn to walk out of the ocean.” ..she’s walking closer to us. I asked for her name. “My name is Terry Desmond. And it always has been, save for one nasty experience where I plunged, headfirst, into unknown waters.“ She’s still looking at us, still walking closer. Screw this, we’re getting out of here.

2:28 PM We’re back in the dining room. We’ve locked the doors. I’m trying to think of what the hell Ms. Desmond— Terry— well, trying to think of what happened to her. I hear she nearly drowned, then was saved by some people. ..the Tickrands nearly drowned, too. There’s something in the water. That’s my guess. I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m right.

2:33 PM Bill said Rogers wrote down a list of the things, the worst things that people really need to watch out for. Maybe whatever this water virus is, it’s on that list. I need to see Rogers’ papers.

2:34 PM Donnie’s backing me up as I go through the halls. Just in case Terry’s still out here. Gusteau says the Burgandys are in room 139. That’s not too far.

2:36 PM “INDISEN” is still written on the wall in blood here.

2:38 PM Donnie swears she hears footsteps behind us. Keeping Tiger Stripes close.

2:41 PM ..room 139. Knocking. Donnie says the footsteps have ceased.

2:42 PM Richard answered the door. I asked if I could, by any chance, read Rogers’ papers on the “abominations.” Richard said there was no such thing and closed the door on me. Dammit.

2:43 PM We’re not heading back to the dining room. The footsteps were coming from that way. We’ll go back to our room.

2:44 PM Donnie’s reporting footsteps again.

2:47 PM I can hear them now too. Our room’s just up ahead.

2:48 PM We’re in. As I was closing the door, I poked my head out the hallway and saw someone in a mask coming down the hallway. Someone in a Jesus Christ mask.

2:49 PM We’ve moved cabinets in front of our door. …the Massacrer is banging on our door. Please go away. Please. ..please. D:

2:55 PM They’re still banging. >_<

2:57 PM ..they’ve stopped. o_o They’re walking away. We’re keeping the cabinets in front of the door.

4:03 PM ..okay, we’re gonna see what’s outside now.

4:05 PM The hallway is empty. Of course, an hour’s passed, but.. but still. ._.;

4:20 PM Okay, we’re.. we both acknowledge that it’s important we read Rogers’ papers. But we need to figure out how to get into the Burgandys’ room when they’re gone.

4:25 PM We’ll take a look when dinner’s out, when they’ve gone to the dining room. We’ll see if, for some reason, they’ve left their door unlocked. Just this once, I’m really hoping these guys are idiots.

5:50 PM We’re setting off. Once again, keeping Tiger Stripes close.

6:01 PM We’re here, room 139 o__o; The door’s been kicked down.

6:02 PM The room is empty, but there is a conspicuous briefcase on the bed. Inside the briefcase is a series of papers. “Rogers Burgandy” is on the top of each. Jackpot. Taking them. Going.

6:04 PM I admit, it feels really mean to take the last memories of their dead child, but.. but I need to see this.

6:08 PM ..Mister Finch. In the hallway. He has his son Omar. He’s taking him somewhere. That’s the deck. We don’t have time for this; it’s not safe to be in the hallway for long.

6:12 PM We’re back in our room. Okay, let’s take a look at these papers.

I- Every horror movie has an antagonist, some of whom strike more fear in viewers than others. There’s a trend among the ones who strike the most fear. They tend to be very similar.

Alfred Hitchcock gave us a flock of birds stalking protagonists, and many films and projects have played on these same fears. This one might be caused by our primal fear of animals we don’t understand, of nature at large from which we all come and the hidden things we’ve forgotten thanks to evolution, and empathy for creatures that are eaten by flocks of birds.

The “Chuckie” character is based on a very popular fear of living puppets, dolls, and mannequins, often deadly. This one is caused by our fear of the uncanny valley, wherein something looks almost human.. but something is off. Mannequins, in particular, with their strings, give off a strong image of being under someone else’s control, something a lot of people fear.

Many films portray fatal and otherwise unknown illnesses. Illnesses, themselves, are often used in horror to signal that something is wrong. This relies on our fear of illnesses, a real thing we all have. Various films, especially recent ones, showcase the concept that maybe what we hear isn’t real, what we see isn’t real, that we are, in fact, going insane. The fear of miscommunication is another one of the very real things out there we have good reason to fear.

Body horror is often used in horror, disgusting things done to our bodies, especially when feral animals are used. The same feral animals, usually dogs, are often used as omens, much like vague illnesses. This is a fear of body horror and dogs.

Some films rely on our fear of the familiar becoming the unknown, or in other words, our fear of death. This is often a very difficult fear to represent in media, but the fear of death is a very justified and real one. It’s the fear of the end, or of the knowledge that everything’s coming to an end, and it goes hand-in-hand with worries about blame.

A lot of films rely on the fear of feral creatures, especially ones we don’t understand. This one was definitely caused by our primal fear of predators and dangerous creatures.

A very common motif in horror films is to take a small child and have him or her recite vague, formerly-innocent sayings (usually a nursery rhyme) as a sign that something is definitely wrong. This child is often alone in isolation, sometimes going as far as complaining of being cold. This relies on the fear of the familiar becoming unknown, of loss of innocence, and of isolation. Related to the previous: newborns in horror are used to refer to the fear of the future, for the newborns that cause fear are the ones who look terribly off. This provokes the fear in viewers that this newborn will grow up to be something terrifying.

Eyes are a common motif in horror. A lack of eyes, or occasionally just blindness, tends to disturb viewers. On a more metaphorical sense, being blind of one’s past— memory loss— is just as common a motif as eyes. These are very common fears.

Related to the previous: Eyes are the symbol of judgement. Humans have a natural fear of being judged. Horror tends to make the most use of this.

Shadows are extremely vague. If one sees a shadow, one cannot make out any of the features on it, one does not even register it as being human. It’s almost human, but it’s missing a huge part of its humanity. The fear of being a shadow of one’s former self, of having the humanity taken out of oneself, rings true in a great portion of horror, as does the more literal fear of vague creatures.

Humans have a natural fear of strangers. Strangers in suits give off the sense that the victim is wanted for reasons he or she cannot understand. The best way to portray a stranger in horror is to take away the face and to place it in the background, so the viewer won’t even notice it at first until it is lampshaded. Marble Hornets is the best example I’ve found of this.

Water is an oddity. It’s vital to our lives, yet we cannot live in it. Yet some creatures can. These tend to be the creatures that resemble nothing we’ve ever seen. H.P. Lovecraft made use of the alien nature of the sea and took it to a new level, introducing eldritch abominations to it with Cthulhu. Many sea creatures have tentacles, a naturally alien thing to humans. The Portuguese Man o’ War, one of the most terrifying sea creatures man has seen, looks like a jellyfish but is actually a hive mind-esque collection of creatures. Add all of this with the fact that humans have a natural fear of drowning, and it’s clear that water is used in so much horror for very good reasons. (Note to self: Look into connections with derealisation, amend.)

Religion has spawned a host of fears in people: the fear of gods, the fear of organized malevolent cults, the fear of unchangeable fate, and the fear of no god at all.

Fear is not limited to just creatures. We humans also greatly fear alien architecture, incomprehensible landscapes, and the concept of being whisked away into an alternate world by as comfortable a trap as a door. The inability to escape is another popular fear.

II- So many horror media use these particular creatures and fears frequently, to the point where I’m reminded of a theory regarding aliens. The theory dictates that Hollywood has defined “aliens” as being grey, with large heads, large eyes, small bodies, because this is what they actually look like. This makes me wonder if the most common of horror antagonists are based on truth. I have only listed the most prominent of all fears, the ones that seem to be the hardest to conquer. I fully expect there to be more fears than I could ever imagine.

III- What do fears fear?

IV- It’s happened. The fears have finally manifested. I met the fear of isolation and loss of innocence tonight. He told me “Rapture is coming,” then he proceeded to recite nursery rhymes. He’s a fear, but I have no fear of him. I have my suspicions of what’s happening.

V- Portal to another world. This is what I feared. We are not to enter any of these “rabbit holes,” as the cold boy, my secret friend, calls them.

VI- There are lots of creatures in this apocalypse that are not based on prominent fears. These are still eldritch abominations, but they are not.. notable. These cat-spiders are a prime example of a creature based on a non-prominent fear.

VII- I have met the creature that the Marble Hornets’ Operator was based on. I am tempted to refer to it as the slender man, but in truth, there’s no telling what these fear gods are called. I have decided that that is what I will refer to them collectively as. “Eldritch abomination” is too vague. They are the gods of our fears. They cannot be defeated, cannot be conquered. But they fear terrors as well. What do they fear?

VIII- A man in a gas mask. A man without a face. A face without a man. A shadow of your former self. A boy in isolation. A girl who pulls the strings. A man who is a dog. A dog made of men. A man from the past who has our own. A blur in our perception. A convocation of birds. A thing with ill will. A judge in the sun. A beast below. Punainen kauhut. An eldritch Rapture. Rapture is coming. Don’t go in the Doors.

IX- Inside the Doors is paradise. The Doors caused all this. The Doors caused it all. The Doors caused the end of the world. Don’t go in the Doors.

X- There’s something in the sea. It’s coming out of the sea. It’s coming out in waves. XI- INDISEN IS KEY I need to write this down for Bill. Bill, I don’t have much time left. Just remember this: INDISEN IS KEY. And the “Gods” are falling from their thrones. Fear the day the Fears fall from their thrones.

6:38 PM I.. huh. There’s “INDISEN” again. Goddammit, this only vaguely helps. So now we know there’s definitely something in the sea, okay, and stuff about tentacles and Man o’ War. Donnie wants to go eat. I have no complaints with that.

6:45 PM I hear footsteps behind us. ..ffff

6:46 PM RUNNING

6:50 PM Locked the dining room doors. It was the Masked Massacrer. o_e The dining room’s rather empty now. ..noises outside. o__o

6:53 PM The noises have stopped.

6:54 PM ..the.. but.. Masky’s dead. Shit. How? Donnie’s taking Masky’s mask off. ..it was Mister Gerome. I never even saw that guy around. Guess this explains it.

6:55 PM Something new is written on the wall. It’s “INDISEN.” ..again. I mean, it’s a new writing of it.

7:10 PM “Attention, passengers, this is your captain speaking. I’ve just been informed that yet another person has passed away. But don’t worry this time! This wasn’t just any passenger! This was the Masked Massacrer, himself! That’s right. We will not be revealing his identity, so don’t get your hopes up. Just know he’s dead now. “So yeah, try not to die, okay? I don’t know how many of you are even left at this point. Captain Fitzgerald, reminding you to stay alive. Fitzgerald out.”

7:39 PM Walk back to our room had no notable events. Goddamn, this is getting tense. There really aren’t that many people left, are there? I’m making sure to keep a close eye on Donnie. I don’t want her to die. D:

8:02 PM Door. Is that Mister Finch again?

8:05 PM It was Mister Finch and Omar. Mister Finch said “You saw me earlier today, Rael.” I acknowledged this. “I hope you appreciate my opening of that door for you.” I asked if he was the one who kicked down the Burgandys’ door. “You’d be best to watch out, Rael. Most of us don’t like you and would rather have you dead. But I’m only keeping my eyes on you because you’ve proven yourself out there, and I rather need an outsider’s point of view. On a private matter.” I asked what the private matter was. “Stay alive, Rael. Watch out for.. Ms. Desmond. I will tell you what is necessary when you need to know it.” All this time, Omar hadn’t said a word. Or even blunk. After that, the two of them turned and left. This is starting to get really weird. I’m keeping Tiger Stripes with me tomorrow, really close to me. And Donnie.

9:40 PM Donnie wants to go to bed. I’ll oblige.

11:00 PM twelve

(Attached: ”Depersonalization is something everyone does, to an extent. It’s when you stop thinking of yourself as an actual person. You might feel like you don’t exist, that you’re only an observer on the world’s black waters. You might feel like you do exist, but only as an abstract concept, a fictional character, that the entire world is just a work of fiction. You might feel something else, something deeper and more cryptic, robbed of the breath of a name. Either way, the effect this has on you is it allows you to put your feelings aside and think things.. not quite ‘more clearly’ but I suppose without worldly attachments. Maybe without feelings. We do this a lot as kids, it’s fun to pretend and forget the world around you. But if life gets too troublesome, depersonalization can appear as a saint on your shoulder, a way out of the violent haze, a clearer and safer drug– a dastardly coping mechanism. Like all coping mechanisms, it can drive you well off the brink of sanity to the point where you have a harder time convincing yourself you do exist, your feelings are real, you are a mind of your own. Approach this and all abstract matters with caution, hypothetical readers, or else you too might go the path of Queen Sea.“)

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moonlight-alphafemale · 2 years ago

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Ms. Rabbit has fainted

Ms. Rabbit has fainted again

#WHY DOES THIS EXIST!?#HELP!! POLICE HELP!!#willow yelling

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the-kr8tor · 4 months ago

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As a httyd fan, I need to see Hobie w a dragon. Like istg he'd get along with them so well?? Anyone who wanna talk about which fucking dragon that suit him the most fr? ☹️🙏

Oh my god, him in a viking kinda outfit, leather clad and all with swords and shit??

I feel like Hobie would kinda be like Heather in the race to the edge series-

GAHH IMAGINE HIM LIKE, OUT IN A FOREST CAMPING WHEN HIS DRAGON LIKE RUNS AWAY OR SMTH CUZ IT HEARD SOMETHING IN THE FOREST AND THEN HE FINDS R LIKE PETTING HIS DRAGON OR SMTH AND HE'S SO ON GUARD AND *dies*

Ms. Rabbit has fainted. Ms. Rabbit has fainted again.

OMFG IWJSIWISWIXJJDJAPAMXN!!!!!!!! HOBIE IN VIKING ARMOUR WITH A GINORMOUS DRAGON RIGHT BEHIND HIM

I'm not too familiar with httyd dragon variants but I do think he'll have the really long kind of dragon like it's worm like in a way and also very spiky! Kind of like caraxes in hotd!

Hobie and his dragon would be besties too! AHHHH 😍😍😍

Yooooooo okay what if his dragon is temperamental like it only likes Hobie so he's so ??? When r pets it without a problem and now his ??? Turns into 😍😍😍 like if his spicy lizard likes you ofc he'd like you too!

#ask answered #hobie thoughts #🫶🫶🫶#dragon rider! hobie

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15prime8 · 1 year ago

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Ms. Rabbit has fainted, ms. Rabbit fainted again

Some Prowl moments

I started watching season 2 and I wonder if he keeps doing that in the episodes I still have to watch XD

#transformers #maccadam #tfa #prowl #transformers animated #tfa prowl

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bradsmindbrain · 2 years ago

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Accidental Child Acquisition?

Children

Summary: Ted has a surprise for Jack, it’s not what he expects, and brings some old discussions about their relationship back to the surface.

TW: Death mention

When Ted had told Jack that he had a surprise for him, he had expected many things. A child was not one of them. And yet there she sat on the ground, a girl a little over eight-years-old with curly blonde hair and a dirty dress, playing a little tea party with Ted. “More tea, Mr. Ted?” She giggled, grabbing one of Ted’s tea pots from the tree stump they were using as a table.

Ted grabbed his white board, showing it to her, “Yes.”

She moved the pot over his cup, pretending to pour its contents into it. It was then that she seemed to take notice of Jack, “Oh, hi! Are you Mr. Jack?”

Jack grinned, “Yes I am, how’d you guess?”

She smiled, “Mr. Ted told me a lot about you. You sound like his best friend.” Jack chuckled, “Well, a bit more than that.”

Her eyes widened, “His very best friend?”

“Sure,” Jack responded. “You know Ms.-”

“Heather!” The girl interjected. “Heather. Mr. Ted called me over, and I would like to talk with him for a moment,” he looked to his partner, “right Mr. Ted?”

Ted nodded, grumbling.

Heather smiled, “Sure. But could you please be quick, Mr. Ted’s tea could get cold.” Jack grinned, “Sure, we’ll try to be.” He led Ted back into the hut, sliding the bark over the opening when they got inside, “Ted, what is going on?”

Ted groaned.

“Car crash? You found her there?” Jack inquired, remembering hearing about a particularly bad car crash in the news a few days ago. It had crashed into the Everglades, and all the passengers, a family, were found dead, all except for the youngest daughter, who was nowhere to be found.

Ted gave a grumble.

“So you found her and took care of her? Ted, you should have called me sooner, we need to get her back to whatever family she still has.”

Ted groaned in response.

Jack noticed the sadness in his other half’s voice, “Teddy Bear, what’s wrong?”

Ted gave a low grumble, with the faint undertones of a long, drawn-out whine.

“Oh,” Jack had completely forgotten about that, he remembered Ted mentioning it in passing when talking about how he became what he is now, but it just kind of slipped under all the other information Ted had told him. But now he remembered it, and could see why Ted was so attached to Heather. Aside from the fact that not many people, let alone a child saw him with anything other than fear, Ted had told him that Ellen was pregnant with their son when he was transformed. He would be fourteen by now, fourteen years without Ted in his life because of Ellen’s actions. He knew Ted missed so many things about being human, but losing his family and friends because of what happened? Jack knew it was the thing Ted missed most of all.

The two of them had discussed kids once, on the off chance that society would at some point stop seeing them as monsters, but it had come to a rather… depressing realization. Ted couldn’t die, and Jack aged slower than a regular person, so if they were to adopt, then odds were they were going to outlive their child. Even then, if Jack donated some genetic material to have a biological child, then his condition would be passed on to them, and in truth, he didn’t want them to have to live with what he did. He couldn’t blame Ted for taking her in and wanting her to stay with them, not after everything he’s lost.

Jack sighed, “All right, she can stay here a bit longer, but you have to promise me that I get to take her back to the police or something, okay?”

Ted’s tendrils shifted to imitate a grin, and he gave a happy trill.

“Yeah, yeah, now don’t say I don’t do anything for you amor,” Jack snickered as he and Ted exited the hut.

Jack spotted Heather playing with a plush, patchwork rabbit, smiling when she spotted him and Ted approaching, “You’re back!”

Jack smiled, sitting down at the tree stump with Ted, “Mind if I join in?”

She smiled, moving a spare cup in front of him, “Not at all Mr. Jack!” She pretended to pour him some tea, grinning all the while.

He pretended to take a sip, “Delicious!”

It went on like that for a while, until the crescent moon hung low in the sky. Finally, Jack asked a question that had been gnawing on him the entire time, “You’re not scared of him?”

Heather gave him a sad look, “Not when he found me, I was too busy being sad.”

Jack gave a small nod, “I heard about what happened to your family. I’m truly sorry.” He spotted a few tears rolling down her cheeks, “There are people looking for you, they’re really worried. I can take you to them, if you want.”

She looked up at him, “Really.”

Ted stood up, writing on the whiteboard, before showing it to her, “Yes.”

“The rest of your family, they’re so worried about you. They really hope you’re okay,” Jack continued.

She looked at Ted, “But what about Mr. Ted? He’ll be so lonely.”

Jack gave a small smile, “Trust me, Mr. Ted has a lot of friends. I visit him all the time.”

She looked at Ted and then back at Jack, “Well, okay, I guess.”

Ted wrote on the whiteboard once more, showing it to Heather before patting her on the head, “Goodbye, Heather.”

Heather hugged Ted’s leg, trying in vain to wrap her arms around it, “Goodbye Mr. Ted. Thanks for everything, I’ll miss you.”

Carefully, Ted plucked a single blue flower from his skin, delicately placing it in Heather’s hair.

Jack stood there for a while until Heather pulled away, “Are you ready?”

Heather fiddled with the flower before smiling, lifting her rabbit up to her face, “Now I am, Mr. Jack!”

Jack grinned, “Alrighty then.” He extended his hand, which Heather promptly grabbed. He turned around, Heather at his side as Ted watched them leave, a single tear of sap leaking from his crimson eyes.

Jack returned the next day, and was immediately questioned by Ted about Heather, “She’s fine, her aunts and uncles were relieved to see her.”

Ted grumbled.

Jack nodded, “She’s safe, yes.”

Ted gave a low groan from where he sat on one of the logs littering the outside of the hut.

Jack sat down next to him, placing his hand on Ted’s massive one, “I know you cared about her, but she needed to be back with her family.”

Ted groaned again.

Jack squeezed his boyfriend’s hand, “Don’t say that, you rescued her! Who knows what might have happened if you hadn’t found her.”

Ted gave a surprised grumble.

“Yeah, really. You took excellent care of her from what people were saying, you’re the real hero here,” Jack replied, smiling at Ted.

Ted gave a trill.

Jack laughed, “ She obviously cared about you too. You would make a great dad, Ted.”

Ted gave a sad groan.

Jack shook his head, “I know what I said earlier, about us having kids. I know it would be hard, but maybe, someday, we can have one without having to worry about outliving them or passing on a curse to them. You know?”

Ted slipped his hand out from under Jack’s before placing it on his. He grumbled.

Jack smiled, “Yeah, it would be.”

For a while, they sat there, just the two of them, for now anyway.

#werewolf by night #wwbn #wbn #jack russell #ted sallis #man thing #marvel #mcu #russallis #my stuff #prompts #tw: death mention

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kaypeace21 · 4 years ago

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"Rebel robin" easterggs

- Robin's friend is a horror movie fan whos fav movie is evil dead (jonathan has a poster of it in his room)

- Robin's parent's car is the " dodge dart" a ref to Dustin's demodog-dart

-robin and her friends make analogies to zombies (like Will- the zombie boy).

- robin faints. And her friend milton says "blink once for yes twice for no". A ref to what Joyce said to Will in s1.

- robin's other friend has a little sister named el-ie who pretends to be a squirrel. A ref to el killing a squirrel in s2. This is also reminiscent of a scene from the st prequel novel ' suspicious minds' where young-kali pretended to be a tiger (the Hawkins school mascot) & a rabbit (Jonathan's hunting story).

- robin reminds me alot of the byers: she is into photography and rock like jonathan and even worked at the movie theatre like jonathan did in the og pilot. They both like David bowie and cook for their families. She also is poor and wears hand-me down clothes from relatives (like Will). She also is into existential philosophers. Which is also similar to jonathan who had a poster of the poet rimbaud in his room.

- robin is almost run over by a car by a bully while riding her bike: similar to Mike, Dustin, and Lucas in s2

- robin says the best accessory for a girl is her middle finger. Cue max giving the middle finger to billy in s2 XD

- robin (before Will dissapears) sees the quarry and gets uncomfortable and thinks of metaphorical monsters

- similar to how billy had baseball references (along with Will). Robin wears a baseball shirt

- her fav flavor of pie is cherry (like alexi and cherry slurpies). She also gets pissed at a guy sipping a cherry flavored drink- similar to hopper in s3 with alexi

- she cuts her hair and she describes it as looking like a lion. El and Will owned lion plushies in s1.

- robin refs Chicago (kali lives there) and NYC (hopper used to live there), and California (where max and billy used to live).

-tammy's fav song is total eclipse of the heart: the song Robin and Steve sang in s3. Tammy would often sing the song in robin and Steve's class.

- they make references to the hellfire club: she describes a time where she dresses like a cross between a nerd and a rebel. And a mom yells at her appearance saying she looks "goddless' . And another of Robin's friend (kate) is told ' what demon is possessing you, kate?" (hinting at the satanic panic). Meanwhile someone describes Mike and his friends as "hellions' as another hint to this. We also see how alot of parents got paranoid and a bit crazy when Will and barb dissappeared- prob foreshadowing the chaos that will happen if more kids dissappear in s4. Along with the satanic panic

-Robin is visiting her friend Kate at her house. Kate wanted to listen to Madonna together. Max and el listened to Madonna at el's.

- Robin's friend (kate) says "I dumped his ass" in reference to her cheating bf. A little nod to the m*leven breakup

- robin (like Will) felt excluded during the summer cause her friends kate and dash (Kate's now ex bf) were always making out . Sound familiar- cough m*leven

- robin annoyed says " makeouts, breakups and declarations of love all in the span of a week". Wow if that ain't a diss to certain pairing we know in s3 XD

- kate (like mike) says to Robin dating the opposite sex is a part of growing up . Which scares Robin (and Will in s3).

- robin has a nightmare of running down the school hallway with short hair (like el in s2 via the upsidedown)

- robin contemplates shaving her head (like el)

- robin says she likes to sometimes dress androgynous . And found a cool suit. Which we saw in s4 bts pics I assume.

- robin watches a music video where there are duplicate indianna joneses (could be a ref to all the billy duplicates in s3?)

- robin says " I stare at the ceiling. The ceiling stares back. I'm stuck and don't know what to do" a ref to the s3 song with robin called "the ceiling is beautiful"

- a character named Sheena reminds me a bit of Will or el . She is very quiet, queercoded, and is often bullied. And she finds mean notes and other things in her locker- placed there by bullies. A bit like how Will found the zombieboy note in his locker. But sheena can be another name for Jane so ...maybe foreshadowing of el/jane being bullied in highscool?

- when robin hears a hom*phobic comment on tv- she describes the anxiety like a ' thundercloud in a big open sky' and a "chill". Which reminds me of the mf being associated with clouds, thunder, and lightning. And the mf liking it cold.

- robin constantly describes the monster or shadow in her life- whether it be her talking about conformity or the problems of consumerism while she is poor (themes of s3).

- robin before realizing she was gay/crushing on tammy just says " I don't get crushes' which reminds me a bit of Will saying " I'm not going to fall in love" (as the lyrics are " love thats new to you, you open up the door')

-robin on her bike hears something (demogorgan) and runs back to her house , locks the door, and calls her friend- and the phone gets electrocuted. The next day Will is said to be missing. (Another Will paralllel).

- i was right about robin being in theatre. So we most likely will see robin in theatre in s4 (she also auditioned with a friend in the book). So for s4 my guess is she may be in the drama club with dustin- cause in s1 he had a drama shirt

- one of her friends is named milton. Since the documentary 'paradise lost' was on the s4 movie list. Its prob a ref to John milton who wrote the fictional 'paradise lost'. The character Sheena may be a ref to the 80s film/movies *where sheena (jane) was psychic

-Robin's gal pal (kate) and Robin eat m&ms and candies together. Kate jokes m&ms and candy bars are 'foods of the gods'. El ate m&ms in s3. They joke how talking about plural gods (instead of 1) would get them in trouble. In case you are unaware- kali (is the name of a Hindu goddess) and el (is the name of a cannanite god) .

-Robin also mentions hopper's car smells like eggos.

- robin tries running away (like el in s2, max in her novel, and jonathan also wrongfully assumed Will ranaway in s1 too).

-robin tries to get a job at Joyce's, than Bob's, and later gets a job where jonathan used to work

-bob newby describes the byers family as his "home" . Similar to how El describes the Hawkins gang as "home".

- robin says she was friends with barb before nancy. Suspiciously right after she says this- barb grabs Robin's hallpass that says ' glitch in the time space continuim. " the teacher who wrote this called robin a "glitch". Which makes me wonder if my did theory is right- but ...that certain powers at be may also alter memories or things so people assume said people have always been around.Mentioning it cause it seemed suspicious.

-not an eastegg but robin can't believe how nice Bob is. And Bob says the byers filled a hole in his life 😭 . She also felt an instant connection with Will and saw alot of herself in him.And asked if Joyce ever thought of moving like everyone suggested . One of the reasons Robin didn't like steve was because Steve never mentioned how Jonathan took innapropriate photos of Nancy. So everyone at school just knew jonathan as the quiet kid who takes pictures. So to everyone it just seemed like- wow you're bullying the quiet kid who's brother is missing and take away the one thing still left in his life that makes him happy. Which is why everyone assumes jonathan beat up steve later. Interesting to know how general Hawkins (not in the loop) viewed things

- the book referenced alot of previously mentioned movies on the s4 list or from prior duffer interviews...along with a few NEW movies ,books, plays, singers, and songs that I have to analyze for another day ...

#robin buckley #rebel robin #jonathan byers #steve harrington #will byers #el hopper #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #barbara holland #max mayfield #jim hopper

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abookishdreamer · 2 years ago

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Character Intro: Paidia (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Ms. Sweetface by her parents

Age- 8 (immortal)

Location- Hearthwood neighborhood, New Olympus

Personality- She's an extremely precocious & playful young girl. Carefree, imaginative, and light hearted, she enjoys being the "spark" in a crowd!

As the goddess of play & amusement, she has the standard abilities of a goddess. Her abilities include being able to shapeshift into any toy, game manipulation (from table top games like board games, card games, dice, RPGs, & modern video games), toy manipulation (paichnídikinesis), doll manipulation (koúklakinesis) (including puppets and marionettes), imagination manipulation, and virtual reality mimicry.

Paidia's the only child to her parents Eudaimonia (goddess of happiness) and Apólafsi (god of enjoyment). The three of them live in a beautiful estate in the Hearthwood neighborhood (in a gated community)- complete with an expansive backyard, outdoor pool, & spacious basement.

Her bedroom gives off the aesthetic of a brightly lit toy store. The walls are painted in bright colors with glow in the dark neon pink star shaped stickers covering the ceiling. Many posters of her favorite movies cover the walls. A huge bouncy water bed is what she chooses to sleep on (after begging her father many times to get it for her). Aside from her regular bedroom, there's the playroom- which is filled with arts & crafts supplies, various toys, a flatscreen television, the latest Talos Core gaming system, and every board game known to man- including petteia. The playroom is the usual hangout spot for Paidia & her friends afterschool.

She's also an avid reader and collector of comic books!

Her and her family own a few yorkshire terrier dogs & rabbits. She has her own pet- a pegasus, a boy named Aero. She's recently dyed his mane dark blue.

Her go-to things to eat for breakfast are usually eggs (sunny side up) with bacon, sausage links, & hash browns. She'll also go for a bowl of chocolate frosted sugar bomb cereal or Earthly Harvest's yogurt coated cereal. She also likes her dad's PB & J pancakes. She'll also toast a couple of frozen chocolate chip waffles before drowning them in syrup.

Paidia's best friends at school are Hebe (goddess of youth), Prophasis (goddess of excuses), and Caerus (god of opportunity & luck).

Other godly students include Aceso (goddess of healing), Physis (goddess of nature), Myrízei (god of smell & gases), Xenia (goddess of hospitality), and Mneme (goddess of remembrance), Calleis (goddess of allurement), Eulabeia (goddess of caution), Melete (goddess of thought & meditation), Ersa (goddess of morning dew), and Aidos (goddess of shame, modesty, humility, & respect).

Because of her domain, she's usually the first deity to have a sneak preview of a toy or game before it's released.

At school, Paidia excels in art and gym. She always looks forward to recess!

On PanopTube, she often watches pranks & online challenge videos. Ultimately (with her parents permission), she wants to have her own PanopTube channel where she'll post videos of toy reviews.

In the pantheon Paidia likes the three blacksmithing cyclopes, Techne (goddess of arts, crafts, & invention), Gelos (god of laughter), Thalia (muse of comedy), & Hephaestus (god of the forge); especially his Ember Kingdom theme park! She also likes Morá (goddess of babies & children) who's often her babysitter. Paidia also has a crush on the messenger god Hermes! She nearly fainted when he autographed the sneakers she was wearing during Hebe's birthday party at the palace.

There are talks for Paidia to be potentially mentored by Eupraxia (goddess of well-being & success).

She can't wait until her mom's official glamour doll is released. Paidia wants to be the first one to buy it!

Some of her favorite card games include poker, go fish!, old maid, crazy eights, & blackjack.

From Confetti Candy Co., some of Paidia's favorite treats include a jumbo rainbow whirly lollipop, a bag or two of assorted gummy bears, a bag of watermelon gummy rings, and a box of cookies n' cream covered animal crackers.

Her favorite dessert are the confetti cupcakes with strawberry buttercream frosting from Hollyhock's Bakery. She also likes her mom's homemade banana pudding.

One time at a sleepover at the royal palace, Paidia had the brilliant idea of removing all the mattresses from one of the rooms. Her, Prophasis, and Hebe ended up mattress surfing along the grand staircase of the palace!

One of her favorite gifts she has ever recieved was a birthday present from Prophasis. It was a Diamond Ave. jeweled gumball machine shaped clutch!

Paidia has started "working" by modeling for Youthful Reign, the Queen's clothing brand for children.

She loves when her mom uses the Glory's Crown boabab conditioning custard on her hair. Someday, Paidia wants to know how to lay down her baby hairs on her own, which her dad does with expert ease.

Paidia tried sushi for the first time when she went out with her parents to The Ocean Roll. She thought that the salmon roll was gross and that she preferred fish sticks. She did think that the rice was ok.

Her all time favorite meal is from Olympic Chef- the loaded mediterraean fries (fries topped with fried pita chips, tzatziki sauce, feta cheese, shredded lettuce, marinated diced tomatoes, chickpeas, and pepperoncinis) along with fried fish sticks & a small strawberry soda. She also likes her mom's moussaka and her dad's baked mac n' cheese.

In her free time Paidia loves listening to music, watching TV, hanging out with her friends, going to amusement parks, bike riding, painting, drawing, cloud surfing, jump rope, roller skating, laser tag, playing video games, and spending time with her parents- whether it's doing various paper crafts with her mom or going to a basketball game with her dad.

"Playing is the art of being a kid."

#my oc #oc character #my character #my oc character #oc intro #character intro #oc introduction #character introduction #greek myth retellings #modern greek gods #modern greek mythology #greek goddess #greek goddesses #greek mythology #greek pantheon #greek myths

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redhoodedwolf · 5 years ago

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A Week-ish of Sterek Fics

Hello all! So I recently accidentally fell back into my AO3 bookmarks and have fallen down a rabbit (fox? eh?) hole that leaves me entirely unproductive and sleep deprived but full of feels, so I thought I’d share all of the fics that I’ve rerereread thus far in the last week (it’s over 75 guys) (since friday 😬). Each has the fic name and description, length, and year pub/finished because it makes me feel old. Also all of these are complete because I am weak and cannot handle WIPs.

Note: I’m not adding any tags to the descriptions, so make sure to read the tags and ratings on each fic first before reading!!!

Teaching Derek How to Text (and Other Shenanigans) by neilwrites | 9K | 2018

yo derek Who’s dying

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I see your 'Derek doesn't have a phone' line and raise you 'Derek has a phone, he and Stiles text all the fucking time.'

The Hoodie by ladiekatie | 1.7K | 2017

“You shouldn’t be able to see me. What are you?” The guy in the hoodie says, the ball of energy grows hotter under Derek’s chin.

or the one where Derek is just trying to talk to the guy at the back of the subway.

Nothing You Could Say by SylvieW | 13K | 2016

Stiles’ second year of college is not working out as he planned. He rarely sees Scott, his job is exhausting, and to get home after his shift, he has to walk at three in the morning. Nearly getting mugged is the icing on the cake, but luckily a gruff stranger is there to rescue him. But now Stiles can’t seem to shake the feeling that he’s not alone in the dark.

Old Traditions, Werewolf Edition by Footloose | 3.6K | 2014

Stiles does not work his Omega ass off to attract frat boy Alphas. Absolutely not. He's at college to get his degree. If he's crushing on an Alpha who never crosses the lines of propriety, well, no one needs to know, right?

Stiles Stilinski, Boyfriend Extraordinaire by MereLoup | 14K | 2016

“Beacon County Sheriff's Department, this is deputy Mahealani speaking.”

“Oh thank god!”

“Stiles?”

“I, uh, I need some advice.”

“Advice?”

“Yeah. So, hypothetically, say you met your boyfriend’s mother and sister for the first time ever. Completely by accident. In the grocery store. And they convinced you to help them make a dinner to surprise aforementioned boyfriend when he got home after work. What would you do?”

Danny paused, and then, “Stiles, you don’t have a boyfriend.”

“That’s not the point! And I said hypothetically.”

“Stiles...what are you doing right now?”

***

Stiles never imagined he’d be in Derek’s kitchen cooking a surprise dinner with Derek’s family while they waited for Derek to get home from work.

Partly because their visit was a complete surprise.

But mostly because Stiles didn’t have a boyfriend.

Or even know who Derek was.

But he’d already come this far and Papa didn’t raise no quitter!

third time's the charm by stilinski | 4.9K | 2016

Sure, Stiles has a mark on his chest that belies the depth of his feelings, but it's not something anyone can see unless he decides to show it, or unless werewolves suddenly have x-ray vision.

Which—worrying. And probably-definitely-likely a possibility – if it was to manifest anywhere, Beacon Hills would be top of the list.

Stiles almost turns around there and then to ask Scott how his visual acuity is but is stopped by the teenager at the register finally looking up long enough to spot Derek. Stiles watches her mouth fall open and her expression—studiously blank but with a faint flush rising in her cheeks—is one Stiles knows far too well, particularly when faced with Derek in all his snug-fitting-jeans, v-neck-wearing, canvas-jacketed glory.

Stiles is pretty sure he invented that expression.

Ukochany by VincentMeoblinn| 34K | 2016

Derek comes home to find a mail order husband and two amused betas waiting for him. When he realizes their prank was far from harmless he ends up saddled with a husband who barely speaks English but insists Derek is the love of his life. He's also determined to win him over.

only if for a night by stilinskisparkles | 3.2K | 2016

“I’m Stiles,” he says breathlessly.

“Derek.”

“Derek, hi, do you—”

Derek doesn’t let him finish, kisses the words right out of his mouth.

Hypothetically by alisvolatpropiis | 6.6K | 2015

Stiles holds his hand up to shield his eyes from the sinking sun, its orange-yellow light reflected infinitely across the vast, calm ocean. As utterly stunning as the sunset over the Pacific is, especially while floating leisurely on a surfboard a few hundred feet from shore, it’s a mere backdrop that pales in comparison to who he’s looking at.

Derek Hale, whose eyes are their own oceans that Stiles feels like he’s been floating on since the first time they met. The older man’s eyes are as ever-changing and colorful as the sea they’ve spent the day on, a palette of greens and blues filigreed with gold around the pupils. And if that weren’t enough, the rest of Derek is also transcendentally exquisite: high, arching cheekbones and a chiseled jaw, although that particular perfection is a bit obscured these days by his ever-thickening beard, night-black like his hair, nearly shoulder-length but almost always knotted in a messy bun at the crown of his head.

sincerely, derek by stilinskisparkles | 8.1K | 2016

September, 2009

Hi Stiles, it’s Derek. Derek Hale, from space camp. I’m writing this in English because my teacher Ms Grady said I had to write about my summer, but I spent my summer with you, so I decided to write to you, instead.

Please write back. Love from Derek.

Pancakes and Murder by Amethyst Shard (AmethystShard) | 14K | 2012

Stiles' life has been a roller-coaster filled with awesome highs and terrifying drops ever since his best friend Scott got bit by a werewolf. The ride hits a bump when a dead body turns up at the Hale house (again) and Derek's only alibi is Stiles. Which would be fine, except that Stiles' dad is the sheriff and has no idea his son has been hanging out with the former fugitive. Awkward.

The Witching Hour by MellytheHun | 8.2K | 2016

The radio host AU no one ever asked for but I have written anyway because sometimes when DJ’s play several sad songs in a row, I worry about their mental health and then this AU was born

Derek Hale, The Hero Beacon Hills Needs (Series) by MellytheHun | 11K | 4 Works | 2016

This series started with this Tumblr prompt, "it’s the middle of the night and i’m walking home alone in the dark and there’s this guy following me and he’s starting to gain on me and i found this phone booth with a lock on the door and i tried to call my best friend but my hands were shaking so badly i accidentally dialed the wrong number and i don’t even know you but help me” au

Stiles is walking home when he's stalked by a dangerous stranger and an even more dangerous stranger comes to his rescue.

Fly a Little Faster by mirrorkill | 32K | 2013

Everyone knows when you go back in time, you shouldn't step on an ant, just in case you accidentally kill your own grandparent or something. But what happens when you go back in time and, uh, accidentally interrupt the one event that apparently made the Grumpiest Alpha in Town into a ball of mindless manpain?

Well, if Marty McFly can do it, so can Stiles Stilinski. All he has to do is get Derek and Paige to fall in love before he gets pulled back to his own time. And before he makes anything worse. That's easy as pie, right? Right?

You are the Moon by skoosiepants | 10K | 2012

Stuff Stiles doesn’t like to deal with first thing: hot, moist dog breath in his face, a cuddly werewolf creepifying his perfectly normal morning wood with shades of bestiality, and his dad holding his service revolver up against the skull of his bedmate, never mind the fact that his bedmate could possibly be a vicious unhinged rogue omega.

Baby, you should stick around by ElisAttack | 9.5K | 2016

Derek's driving along a stretch of highway when an unusual sight makes him slow down, the engine of his old pickup rattling in protest.

There's a kid standing by the side of the road.

It's the middle of nowhere, the goddamn apocalypse, and this kid is standing by the side of the road with his thumb pointed skyward. Like he's playing at being a hitchhiker.

Or the one where Stiles thinks he's all alone in a post-apocalyptic world, until he meets Derek.

Don’t Be Anything But Okay by skoosiepants | 4.8K | 2016

“Oh my god.”

Ben pops open the car door and says, “Please don’t embarrass me, Dad.”

Stiles flaps a hand, still staring at the magnificent sight before him. There are glistening arm muscles and a sweaty tank top and then the vision bends over and holy god. He has to look away; it’s too much to take in all at once, he might swoon.

OR-

Stiles has a teenager and Derek has a plant nursery.

covalent bonds (Series) by HalfFizzbin | 9.2K | 3 Works | 2015

Derek's a hot nerd. Stiles is a nerdy jock. A LOVE STORY FOR THE AGES.

Disappear Here by AgnesBlue | 28K | 2016

Stiles was quiet. “What?” Derek said again. “My first heat is coming up soon,” Stiles said at last. Derek closed his eyes, disinterested. He knew where Stiles was going with this. “I was thinking…hoping, really,” Stiles said. “Maybe you could stay with me during that time.”

AU in which wounded in a fire that killed off his entire family, Derek wants nothing more than to be left alone as he finishes off his senior year in high school. That all changes when omega Stiles Stilinski asks him to help him through his first heat.

Money Isn't Everything by TroubleIWant | 6.3K | 2015

Stiles slurps at the dregs of his iced hazelnut latté, pretending he doesn’t need a refill just yet. Supporting your local business is great and all, but Isaac charging $5 for a coffee with syrup is highway robbery. He’s already cut his expenses down to the bare minimum, and splurging for foofy drinks is not in the budget. Except that he can’t really help himself: black coffee is plain gross. Maybe I should plan on marrying rich, he thinks darkly.

Or,

Stiles has a huge crush on the super-hot guy he always sees at Isaac's coffee shop, but when he finds out that they guy's an unemployed orphan he has to decide if the difference in their financial situations is a deal-breaker, or just a bump on the path to true love.

So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock | 21K | 2014

He's sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he's so fucking fucked.

He knows he's not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don't run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.

you and me (and my best friend) by trilliastra | 1.5K | 2016

“Come on, I shouldn’t be the only one having orgasms. Let me help you out.”

“Uh –” someone clears their throat and Derek jumps, startled, hits his elbow on the wall and curses, “am I interrupting something?” Stiles asks, cheeks red.

Derek looks up, sighing. Of all the people working in this damn school, Stiles had to be the one to catch him and Erica talking about sex. It’s just Derek’s luck. He spills juice on his pants? Stiles walks into the classroom; Laura starts yelling at him about something that happened when they were kids? Stiles is right behind them, waiting for his coffee; Boyd accidentally throws a ball at his face? Stiles is at the E.R. when Derek gets there with a swollen face and a broken nose.

The universe hates him.

Easy Alpha by interropunct | 4.6K | 2012

Easy A/Teen Wolf AU. Wherein, Derek Hale is the high school hussy, Jackson and Scott really need to learn to use their inside voices. And, contrary to popular belief, everyone is still a virgin.

Body Language by LadyMerlin | 2.3K | 2016

In an alternate universe, soulmates exist, and they can communicate with each other by writing on their own skin.

The catch? No one knows their soulmates' name. It could literally be anyone under the sun, and Stiles just doesn't have that kind of patience.

chantes une nouvelle chanson pour moi by pr1nc3ssp34ch (dallisons) | 13K | 2013

Stiles Stilinski has been at Hogwarts since his first year, okay. That's six years of experience. He knows how Hogwarts works, how it operates. He's not quite an expert or anything, but he's pretty damn sure he knows this school.

So why the hell have they waited like a million years to start taking transfer students?

And why is he the only one who can't get a French date?

C’était Salement Romantique by Swing Set in December (swing_set13) | 2.2K | 2015

The Triwizard tournament is really about fostering wizarding relations. Ask anyone. Just not Stiles, he’s busy French kissing Derek.

Hogwarts really should teach some linguistic classes.

The Long Way Home by MyChemicalRachel | 19K | 2016

Stiles didn’t plan to sleep with his best friend’s dad. It just kind of happened. And then it happened again. And again. And again…

All that once was, remains. by countrygirlsfun | 8.8K | 2016

Life is only a long list of constants.

Being a part of a royal family, being a prince, has been a constant in Derek Hale’s life since he was born and swaddled in silk cloths.

Wherein Derek finds himself in love with a stable boy who is more than he seems.

Driver's Education by arrowofcarnations | 9.2K | 2014

This is the moment he realizes he can never have Derek Hale – that he was stupid to ever think he could. Maybe their moms made them hang out when they were little and maybe they’ve managed to get along these past few weeks, but they’re too different. Derek’s cool, he plays a million sports, he drives a Camaro, he’s friends with Jackson. Stiles doesn’t fit into the equation and he never will.

Letters by ericaismeg | 8.9K | 2014

“Stiles, this is getting ridiculous. Can you please do something about it?” Lydia demands. “Do anything. I don’t care. Go up and kiss him, ask him to prom this year, write him secret admirer love letters, whatever. Just do something.”

***

OR: The one where Lydia sets up an email account for Stiles to "confess his love" for Derek. And as fate would have it, they also end up becoming friends in person at the same time.

We're One of a Kind (Like Dip Da Dip Da Dip Do Whap De Dobby Do) by orphan_account | 3.5K | 2012

Derek is your classic greaser—with a leather jacket, a hot rod, a hot bike, and a duck butt. Genim “Stiles” Stilinski a total fream—he’s too cool to be a poindexter but he’s so far from a cat that Derek almost feels bad for him. All that’s missing in this love story is some oddly perfectly timed musical numbers.

do it for our country by HalfFizzbin | 936 | 2012

In which Derek tries to play it cool but Stiles is totally hep to his jive.

Fast Times At Clairemont High by MonsieurBlueSky (MyChemicalRachel) | 6.9K | 2016

Stiles is stoked when he's chosen for an undercover operation to take down a drug ring. He's less stoked when he discovers that he'll be posing as a seventeen year old student at the High School where Derek teaches.

It's Too Early For This by thepsychicclam | 4.9K | 2016

Derek loves his job at the coffee shop, especially because Stiles comes in for coffee before early Saturday morning lacrosse practices. The problem is that Derek is too shy to do anything about his crush, and the situation is not helped by the rivalry between the basketball and lacrosse teams.

A Tentative Truce by Inell | 8.5K | 2016

Stiles and Derek have a long standing rivalry that has extended beyond the Beacon Hills High School theater department to every other area of their high school lives. With the announcement of the winter production, their competitiveness has to be set to the side so the musical can be successful. With a tentative truce in place, Stiles unable to ignore his growing infatuation for his co-star.

we keep living anyway by bistiles (alis) | 10K | 2015

“Oh, damn, my manners. What an example I’m setting, am I right? I’m Stiles Stilinski, but call me Stiles, please,” Stilinski extended his hand for Derek to shake, and Derek took it, feeling the solid grip and the long fingers around his own hand. For some reason, he blushed on the spot.

“Derek. Derek Hale. Call me just Derek,” He answered, still holding Stiles’ hand in his.

By the look on Stiles’ face, he felt much the same as what Derek was feeling, whatever that unnamed reaction was.

“And this little barnacle attached to me,” Stiles continued, letting go of Derek and flushing pink, “is Leigh.”

Stiles is struggling to raise his only child all alone, while dealing with financial problems, a new job, and Adrian Harris, the worst boss in the world.

But then he meets Derek Hale, a dreamy co-workers, and what is a terrible situation becomes considerably less grim, when he has Derek by his side.

Don't Judge a Derek By His Cover by captaintinymite (augopher) | 4.5K | 2015

Stiles doesn't care about the rumors surrounding Beacon Hills High School's resident bad boy, Derek Hale. In fact, he thinks the rumors are total crap. Of course, being secretly in love with someone has a way of clouding one's judgment.

However, he knew for a fact that Derek liked books. So when the two paired up for a final English project, he was excited (but also a little terrified).

But you know what they say...never judge a book by its cover. The same goes for people.

sometimes fate is like a small snowstorm by thepsychicclam | 8.1K | 2014

In a coffee shop two days before Christmas, Derek meets Stiles. Despite neither of them being interested in relationships, they spend an unforgettable evening together, but then part ways. During the following years, Stiles competes in the Olympics, Derek tours the world - and neither of them forget. Then twelve years later, two days before Christmas, Derek finds Stiles in that same coffee shop.

aka a kinda sorta serendipity au

should the pillars of memory topple out of my reach by bleep0bleep | 4.3K | 2015

If Stiles didn’t know any better he’d say that look in Derek's eyes is adoring, but he does know better, and also amnesiac Derek thinks they’re married. Which is the only fact he hasn’t questioned so far, which is the weirdest thing.

Just High School by Dexterous_Sinistrous | 4.5K | 2015

Derek and Stiles have been dating for some time.

The only thing is, nobody else really knows.

Tis The Season Baristas Fear The Most by stilinskisparkles | 5.4K | 2012

Scott is hands down the worst barista Derek has ever hired. But it's Christmas and apparently that means something to some people.

Mind Reading Can Be Such a Pain in the A** (Series) by Fanhag102 | 21K | 2 Works | 2015

Derek Hale can read minds. If he could have chosen a mutant power for himself instead of being given one by random, genetic happenstance it's safe to say mind-reading would not have been his 1st, 2nd, or even 96th choice.

Maybe if he'd gotten the power of invisibility he wouldn't be sitting in a senior Economics class next to a hyperactive kid with a buzz cut who won’t stop thinking about dicks.

A Criminal and His Lucky Charm by Dexterous_Sinistrous | 5.9K | 2015

Please forgive yourself.

For what?

For allowing yourself to let someone in. For letting me love you. I didn’t deserve it, but that wasn’t your fault. Derek, please, just do it. Please— please don’t drag this out.

Derek Hale valued Stiles above everyone—everything. And Stiles betrayed that. In the end, he figured if he had to die, dying in Derek’s arms wasn’t so bad. He could at least have that.

the things you said when we were the happiest we’ve ever been by foxerica (ericaismeg) | 4.8K | 2015

Derek and Stiles meet again at their high school reunion.

From Dirty Paws by Surreal | 9.9K | 2014

Stiles finds a wolf in the woods. Well, it's more like the wolf finds him. Either way, he's happy to have a new friend in his otherwise boring social circle.

flawless by bibliosexual | 4.9K | 2015

“I know you and I are, like, werewolf-married, but dude, if I ever met Lydia Martin in person . . . All bets are off, is all I'm saying."

It's not like Stiles really means it (does he?), but it still makes Derek’s hands clench into claws on the steering wheel.

"Yeah, if," he says, and keeps his eyes on the road.

Those Hidden Places by Mimiminaj | 18K | 2015

He doesn’t belong here.

It’s the first thought that crosses Derek’s mind as he watches the new inmates spill into the cafeteria. The kid stays close to the wall, eyes scanning all the exits and skimming over the tables. If he’s trying to get a barring for his surroundings he’s doing a shit job of it, something made completely evident as Lewis shoulders him from behind and the kid almost jumps to flatten himself against the wall.

Stiles is the new inmate at Derek's prison. He really didn't expect to fall in love with the mouthy little brat.

Baseball Pants by thatfamoushappyending (betsytheoven) | 2.8K | 2015

Scott shows Stiles a picture of the new pitcher for the Dodgers, and Stiles is suddenly an avid Dodgers fan.

While You Were(n't Quite) Sleeping by mikkimouse | 13K | 2015

Scott’s mom, Melissa, had given Stiles the basics on Derek’s condition when he’d first come over here a month ago. Derek had been here six years, the only survivor of a horrific house fire that had killed the rest of his family. It had left him burned, half his face puckered with scars, and he’d been in a catatonic state the entire time. Stiles couldn’t even begin to imagine how awful that would be, being trapped in your own body for years on end, all alone.

Stiles had an inkling of how much being alone sucked, anyway.

(An AU in which Derek is the one who was trapped in the fire, and then in the hospital, based on a set of pictures from littlecofiegirl.)

dhale25 by ericaismeg | 8.1K | 2014

Derek Hale is an actor in Los Angeles, Stiles is a fanboy in Toronto. When Derek posts his Snap Chat username on Twitter, inviting people to add him, Stiles gets brave and adds him.

They develop a snapping relationship, and it gets intense.

I Settle for Long Distance Calls by iamursforevrmre | 4.3K | 2014

Derek is the guy who Stiles met on some random band page on MySpace because Derek made a ridiculously hilarious comment and with a spurt of confidence, Stiles had messaged him to tell him just how hilarious it was and they got to talking. Derek is the guy that made a FaceBook account just to talk to Stiles on the messenger so they could talk more when MySpace was slowly dying out. Derek is the guy that changed his text message plan to unlimited when he finally sent Stiles his cell phone number. Derek is the guy that has been on the phone with Stiles at any and all hours through the day.

And Derek is the guy that Stiles is in love with.

You look like my next mistake by Vendelin | 15K | 2015

“So, are you dating someone new? Someone who doesn’t mind that you’re frigid?” Kate cocks her head to the side, smiling as though she just asked him about where he bought his shoes.

His entire body sighs in defeat as his shoulders grow square. Just as he opens his mouth, someone comes up to stand beside him, snaking an arm around his shoulders. When he glances to his side, expecting to see Isaac, his brain seems to malfunction. Because it isn’t Isaac. It’s Stiles Stilinski, the lacrosse talent of the year, a senior who Derek has seen multiple times from far away, but never ever talked to.

In which Derek is a nerd jock, and Stiles is a frat guy, and Derek falls for him even though he knows he shouldn't.

Coaches Cupcake Coffee House by ChildOfTheRevolution | 4.8K | 2013

Danny looked at him as if he were crazy, ‘It means he wants to ride the dick Stiles.’ He said slowly, as if talking to the mentally insane.

‘Ride the dick, my dick?’ Stiles asked weakly.

‘Figuratively speaking of course, Derek looks more like a topper to me. And you, my friend, are a twink of the most twinkiest standards, but I’m not one to judge.’

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Stiles admitted, finding himself in a weird crouch-like stance that he apparently now adopts when he’s overwhelmed about finding out Derek Hotcakes wants to bone him three ways to Sunday.

Gladiator AU ( Series) by HaleHole (SweetFanfics) | 9.9K | 2 Works | 2013

He looks up at the door and waits. He hopes that whoever it is, they will be go easy on him. Werewolf he might be, with superhuman healing, but that does not mean that he will not be sore the next day. And he is scheduled for a fight.

Let it be someone easy to please, Derek hopes. Someone who will be quick to take their pleasure and even quicker to leave. He keeps hoping this as the door is pushed open. A voice murmurs a quick set of instructions to whoever has hired him for this session. It is cut off half way through by a familiar, impatient voice that makes Derek strain against his bonds. -- Rome based, Gladiator AU

Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain | 35K | 2013

“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.”

“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly.

Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding:

DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him

---

Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

Theory of Overprotective Canines by rosepetals42 | 11K | 2015

Stiles is totally looking forward to living alone in his super cool apartment off-campus. He is. He is also very excited to bike to school every day, ready to set up an awesome game room, and definitely over his crush on Derek Hale. Completely over it.

Or at least he is until Derek decides he's moving in with him. And then turns out to be the perfect roommate. And then starts attending all his classes. As a wolf.

This is not going according to plan.

Hot for Teacher('s Aide) by linksofmemories_archive | 8K | 2013

“He invited you to his apartment.”

“To do a lesson plan.”

“Yeah and to probably lesson your plan while you’re there,” Scott said, waggling his eyebrows.

“That made no sense, but you still managed to make it sound dirty,” Stiles said. “I’m impressed.”

The healing touch by devilscut | 96K | 2015

Stiles loses his temper with the rest of the pack when they all make excuses not to volunteer to help their Alpha. Deaton has instructed that for the next 24 hours Derek can't use his hands after he seriously injures them in a magical entrapment. Seeing the emotional hurt that Derek's selfish pack has inflicted on him when they argue and try to get out of it, Stiles volunteers to stay and then proceeds to give the rest of them a verbal ass-kicking. He then takes care of his friend, the Alpha, Derek Hale, while trying to work out what his feelings are towards the werewolf.

Quit Dragon Me Around (Seies) by WonderWolf | 17K | 3 Works | 2015

Stiles makes the mistake of taking Derek’s sword and now the grumpy werewolf seems determined to stop him from stealing and landing himself in jail.

Stiles is not pleased. He’s also starving.

(Or the one in which Derek has good intentions, but little understanding of how Dragon biology works. He just wants the cute mole-speckled kid to be safe). -----

“Five meals, Scott. Derek Hale has stopped me from eating five meals. I can’t believe he’s really trying to kill me over stealing his sword. That’s so petty of him. It isn’t like I meant to steal it,” Stiles complains.

“You kind of did mean to, dude,” Scott adds unhelpfully.

“But you don’t understand, Scott. It-”

“Just smelled so good? I know, you’ve said that like fifty times over the past two weeks,” Scott says.

“This is the equivalent of him stealing my lunch money, right? Thanks to him, I didn’t have a meal this week. Or last week! He’s a bully, is what he is. A nice smelling, douchebag of a bully.”

You'll See Me Again by matildajones | 10K | 2015

Stiles is standing there in his uniform, hair long and hands behind his back. There’s a blush on his cheeks and he can barely look Derek in the eye.

“Hey,” he whispers. He’s wearing the medal Derek had presented to him.

Derek stares. He doesn’t think he’s breathing anymore.

Stiles is the soldier who saved Derek and brought him back home. He doesn't seem to care that Derek's a prince or that he's a little bit broken. Derek falls, quick and sure, but it's not easy knowing that Stiles will soon have to return to the war.

Thousand by ericaismeg | 4.2K | 2014

“Seriously, Erica, I could tell him a thousand times in a thousand ways and he's never going to understand what I mean.”

“I thought I told you to spell it out to him,” Erica says. “Derek's has trust issues. I told you this would be difficult.”

Stop Crossing Oceans by greenleaf | 11K | 2015

“There are no absolutes, Scott! No hard rights or hard wrongs! The world doesn’t fucking work that way and we can’t afford to think like that, because people are going to die! We signed up for that the moment we got involved with all this!”

“We? We?” Scott hisses. “Don’t you think you? Don’t forget that you’re the one who dragged us into that forest the night it all started, Stiles. So if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s yours.”

Something inside Stiles cracks, so strong and so deep that he practically hears it.

The Wolf that whispered into Stiles' Heart by ElStark | 9.9K | 2015

Basically the Union of the prompts:

Mute!Stiles + Wolf!Derek + Soulmates/Mates AU

“Don’t you have a pack?” Stiles asks him –by then he had discovered that the wolf was in fact a male wolf –“I mean, wolves move in packs, right? Lone wolves don’t make it on their own. I read it yesterday.” He says while they’re both sprawled on the fallen leaves in Stiles’ secret-thinking spot in the woods. Derek licks his face, and Stiles laughs. “Is that your way to tell me that I’m your pack?” Derek licks him again on the nose, making the boy’s face scrunch up, “Ugh. Gross, dude!” he wipes his drool covered face with his sleeve and then gives the wolf a pointed look, “I’m not a wolf, you should have noticed, you know, I don’t exactly have fur and I don’t growl and I don’t have glowing eyes…” He says leaning in to look them closer, “Are you even supposed to have those kind of eyes? I couldn’t find anything about wolves and glowing eyes on the internet..” The wolf snorts.

Aftermath by GhostwithShotgun | 11K | 2015

Stiles suffers from PTSD and insomnia after the events with the nogitsune. He has nightmares, gets at most one hour of sleep every night and has daily panic attacks. He tries his best to hide it because they all have their own troubles and he doesn't want to burden his friends further.

Meanwhile, Derek has made a habit out of checking all pack members every night to make sure they're alright.

Cross a Canyon (with a broken limb) by theroguesgambit | 18K | 2015

“You never graduated,” Stiles says, just to say it. To test it out in the open air. That's... huh.

Stiles spends his senior year battling troll-gremlins, taking on an unexpected tutoring job, and definitely not falling for a certain sourwolf (even though everyone else seems to think he is).

It's a Schlong Story by floatingstark | 33K | 2015

"Do you like him?"

"Of course I do, he’s great!"

"Then what is the fucking problem?"

"My dick!"

-or-

Ex-Porn Star Derek Hale has a lot of issues but Ice Cream Parlor Owner Stiles Stilinski is not one of them.

Bad Dog Bakery and Café by Boom | 27K | 2015

Stiles saves an Omega from wolfsbane poisoning. Said Omega now won't leave Stiles alone. Stiles doesn't really have a problem with this.

Beat The Blues by lilpeas | 2.9K | 2015

Derek and Stiles have been childhood friends since the sandpit. When Talia realises Stiles is in love with Derek, she knows Derek has to stop seeing him: Derek’s a werewolf and Stiles is human. It can’t be.

But things never go according to plan.

Red Light's Already Off by orphan_account | 3.3K | 2015

Stiles isn't a hooker. He just plays one on TV.

Noteworthy Observations by LadyDrace | 3.7K | 2015

In which Derek recieves complimentary notes in his locker from a secret admirer, and though it turns out they weren't actually for him, things turn out pretty well in the end.

One Hale of a Sandwich by whatthehale | 10K | 2014

Stiles in bed isn’t really something Derek should be thinking about.

Ever.

Because the person who normally picks Lily up from school? Is Scott.

Lily’s other parent. And Stiles’s partner.

Not to mention the entire source of Derek’s current misery.

AKA, the one in which Derek thinks Scott and Stiles are in a relationship and that they want to threesome with Derek. Spoiler Alert? They aren't and they don't.

Choice by Omni | 8.6K | 2015

Derek knows what it feels like to not really have a choice, what it's like to be manipulated. He'd never take away someone's right to choose freely. The fear of even accidentally doing so is enough to hold him back from acting on his own feelings.

Stiles has never had a problem making his own choices, and fuck anyone who would try to tell him he can't.

(Or: Stiles gets bitten by a different alpha, but of course would prefer to have Derek as his alpha. And also just, you know, have Derek.)

Emergency Love by Kedreeva | 13K | 2012

Wherein Derek is a firefighter and Stiles is a paramedic, and they just keep meeting.

gave your smile to me by Sarageek16 | 4.7K | 2013

In which Stiles is a hooker (but not really), Derek wants to feed his skinny little body, and there is soup. Not necessarily in that order.

#sterek #eternalsterek #sterek fic #stiles stilinski #derek hale #fic rec list

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Pulling Leaves Off Trees, Chapter 1: Been Through the Wringer a Couple Times (Multi) - Sportkuras

Summary:

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon: wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message.

“Oh, goddamn it.”

—

Or: The girls try to survive college, and everything else that comes with almost being an adult.

A/N: my first fic here on artificialqueens! i noticed that arent many college au’s and group chat fics of the s12 cast so i let myself be self-indulgent for once!! its unbeta’d so apologies lmao but you can talk to me here and you can find the ao3 link here! comment if you’d like!

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Jan started her morning like almost every college student in their third year would: to be woken up by their alarm after a night of heavy drinking. She woke up with a start and groaned as Chromatica II started blaring from her phone, blindly reaching for it on her nightstand and peering at the time.

Damn. One in the afternoon, huh?

“Thank god I don’t have class today.” The blonde muttered as she checked her notifications: 7 from Twitter, 3 from Insta, and 1 from their group chat. She sat up from her bed and scrolled through the chat, trying to quell her pounding headache.

Bon Voy

Members: jaidaessencehall, heidininacloset, jansport, jackiecox, gigigoode, crystalmethyd, britafilter, dahliasin, nickydoll, aidenzhane, and widowvondu

lebron essence ball: okay so

lebron essence ball: me and shea are at the library rn and she’s complaining to me abt how she couldnt sleep right

lebron essence ball: and chile….it was bc someone was getting RAILED last night lmaooo

lebron essence ball: she said, and i quote, “the bitch had such a good time even I’M jealous”

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon:wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

human girl: also

human girl: feels weird that we didn’t start this day with a good morning announcement from jan

c’est bon: the vibes were off 😞

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message, “Oh, goddamn it.” She’s now acutely aware of their apartment door opening and Rock’s footsteps padding from outside her room, most likely just coming home from her class. She suddenly remembered exactly what happened last night; most especially memories of what happened between her and her roommate . Memories of them being drunk as hell, coming back to their apartment from god knows how many bars, going to Jan’s room giggling like teenagers on a sleepover and well. You know.

Jan checked her phone again.

lebron essence ball: jannette….would you happen to know who was the lucky gal? 👀

backpack backpack: good morning to you too gigi 🙄

human girl: *Afternoon, actually

human girl: Now spill! I know you know almost everyone on that floor.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. How in the hell was she gonna say that her and Rock got drunk and hooked up as casually as possible? She could lie, but Jaida, Brita and Widow could smell bullshit coming from a mile away, and she’s a horrible liar. They’d know she was bluffing.

Might as well get it over it. She let out a sigh as she typed out a message, hoping that it was only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

backpack backpack: haha yeah so um

backpack backpack: that was me & rock actually

Even though no one could see her, Jan hid her face behind her hands, bracing for the worst. Several dings! had come from her phone as soon as she sent the message. Of course it wasn’t only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

cox destroyers: Oh my god.

Jan’s eyes widened when she saw Jackie reply, although she’s not quite sure why she was panicking about Jackie knowing about her hook up with Rock in the first place. All she knows is that she’s gonna have to face Jackie (and everyone else, for that matter,) later.

sin city: ohhh bitch—

c’est bon: you and ROCK???

dom top: !!!

dom top: idk who Rock is but get it sister

backpack backpack: Thank you! Thank you, Heidi. It’s like you’re the only one who’s not acting weird right now.

c’est bon: lmao heidi

c’est bon: she’s jans roommate

human girl: Janice Elizabeth Sport.

von du for two: not this shit again i swear to god

tap water: Jan.

tap water: You know that I love you

tap water: BUT WILL YOU PLEASE STOP SLEEPING WITH YOUR ROOMMATES

Jan rolled her eyes at the messages, wanting the ‘news’ to be over as soon as possible. “And they say I’m the dramatic one.” She huffed as she quickly typed on her phone again.

backpack backpack: okay can y’all chill 🙄

backpack backpack: we just got drunk and slept together, that’s all.

backpack backpack: tell shea im sorry though xxxx @jaidaessencehall

lebron essence ball: bitch you know it ain’t about having a drunk hookup with someone

lebron essence ball: its about the fact that you banged your roommate AGAIN

backpack backpack: oh COME ON

backpack backpack: this was just the second time!!

backpack backpack: and lemon’s with priyanka now!!!

von du for two: girl you & lemon were fucking almost every week i can’t with u

von du for two: going at it like rabbits while we were outside your apartment getting ready to watch glee :/

tap water: and, frankly, i don’t want to come up to your apartment to run lines with you if i have to hear y’all fooling around. my good, christian ears have heard enough.

She felt her face heat up in embarrassment.

backpack backpack: oh my god can you guys please shut up!!!!

backpack backpack: it’s not gonna happen again bc it was a one time thing

backpack backpack: i promise

human girl: [dwayne the rock johnson voice] are you sure about that?

backpack backpack: yes georgina goode i am 100% sure

Jan bit her lip as she looked up at the door to her room. Okay, she’s not 100% sure, but not because she regretted it or anything. As much as her brain was allowing her to remember, last night was good. Great, even. But between auditions, college, and working in the café, her love life (or lack thereof) is on pause for now. Besides, it’s not like anyone has been actively pursuing her, or vice versa.

But it wouldn’t hurt to ask Rock, right?

Sighing in defeat, Jan quickly got up from her bed with her phone still in her hand (as much as her hangover allowed her), left her room and knocked on her roommates door, hoping that she wasn’t busy. She heard a faint “come in!” from the other side and opened the door softly.

“Hey, roomie.” She joked.

Rock looked up from her drawing tablet and slipped off the headphones from her ears. “Glad to see you’re finally awake, and here I thought you were a morning person.” Rock’s room was a mess of color and paraphernalia; while Jan’s was strictly purple, pop culture, and musical theater, hers was an array of figurines and albums on the shelves, kpop & anime posters tacked on the wall behind her bed reaching up to the ceiling, and a somewhat decent gaming setup in the corner of her room. Crystal and Nicky would be proud.

Jan rolled her eyes, “Yeah, well, last night was something,” She slightly cleared her throat at the mention of last night. “Also, about last night…”

Rock raised her brow, “Go on?”

“It was a one time thing, right?” Jan furrowed her brows in question, “I mean, last night was amazing , as much my brain is allowing me to remember. And you’re hot, so, I’m not complaining. Really dig the anime e-girl vibe, and I’m sure anyone would tap that ass! I mean, I did, but I’m just—”

“—Not looking for anything right now?” Rock cut her off, saving Jan from turning into a hungover, rambling mess.

She let out a sigh of relief, sitting on her roommates bed and putting her phone down, “Yeah, doll. Just been really busy right now, y’know? 3rd year isn’t a joke.”

The pink-haired girl let out a snort, “Oh, I know the feeling. And don’t worry, I wasn’t looking for anything either, and while last night was fun,” She looked at her pointedly, and Jan was calm enough to actually smirk at the incident between the two, “I’d much rather have you as my friend than as my fuck buddy, because you are loud , girl!”

Jan shrieked at that, “Oh my god, shut up!” She threw a pillow at Rock’s head while the girl let out a cackle, “My friends were on my ass about that too, some friends they are.”

“Wait, you told your friends about that? Aren’t you friends with Nicky?”

Jan huffed, “Mama, more like I was forced to tell them. Jaida’s friend, Shea—whose apartment is next to ours, by the way—was complaining to her about how she couldn’t sleep last night because of, um, my tendency to be vocal.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Rotted bitch!” Jan threw another pillow at Rock, this time missing because the girl was doubled over in laughter, “I can’t believe you! The disrespect, really. I shouldn’t be taking this from you, I still have a shift to do at 3.”

“But you took it from me real good last night, so,” this time Rock shielded her face as Jan threw pillow after pillow at her, trying to speak through her laughter, “Okay, okay! I give, I give! I’m sorry, mom!”

“Bitch! I can be a top if I want to!” Jan exclaimed in mock offense. As their laughter subsided, the blonde suddenly had an idea, “Oh! What if I invite you over for dinner?”

Rock smirked, “One: we’re roommates. It’s not really inviting me to dinner if we eat in the same room. And two: I thought you said you weren’t looking for anything?”

“I mean dinner with my friends, gorg. All 11 of us eat together at least once a week, this time we’re gonna crash at Heidi, Jaida and Brita’s. Maybe you wanna come and meet them? I know you and Nicky know each other somehow, so it wouldn’t be too awkward, right?”

“Introducing me to the family already? Ain’t that a bit too early for you, Ms. Sport?”

“More like introducing you to a bunch of kindergartners,” Jan muttered as she checked her phone for any new notifications, “But yeah, I want them to know you as my roommate and friend , not as my roommate who I slept with.”

Bon Voy

dom top: okay so jans sex life aside

dom top: y’all are still coming over tonight?

sin city: yes girl!! college sucks ass sm i need to eat my feelings

c’est bon: wouldn’t miss it for the world mon ami xoxo

cox destroyer: I’m gonna be a little late! I just have to return and borrow some stuff in the library.

human girl: can we please order pizza hut <3

lebron essence hall: no <3

von du for two: we are going to order dominoes like civilized people

human girl: ugh fine, all of you have 0 taste

human girl: crys said yes btw she just has class right now

tap water: aiden said she’s gonna come too, she just can’t message the chat bc she’s still in her shift

Jan grinned at Brita’s message, finally getting the chance to steer the conversation away from her.

backpack backpack: So if she can’t message the chat because of her shift, why’s she messaging you, miss brittany filter?? 👀

Jan can feel Brita’s eye roll from miles away.

tap water: She speaks!

tap water: And don’t act like this conversation isn’t over, Miss Janice Sport. You have a lot of explaining to do.

“So, are ya gonna introduce me as your forbidden, but passionate lover? Whose romance was short-lived, yet wild, fiery and unforgettable?”

Now it was Jan’s turn to let out a cackle as she left Rock’s room, “More like my chaotic mess of a roommate who farted herself awake!”

This time it was Rock’s turn to gasp in offense, “That was one time and you fucking know it! And my answer is yes, by the way!”

Jan sent a message to the chat before grabbing her towel and putting her phone away to take a shower.

backpack backpack: oh btw i’m inviting rock to hang out with us!!! I promise she’s super fun and that we’re just roommates and see y’all soon please dont kill me or make it awkward with rock xxxx

tap water: are you

tap water: kidding me.

von du for two: oh for the love of GOD

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Chloé Bourgeois X Sister Reader - Who would've thought? •{1/2}

"Ahh!"

The scream reaches my ears with a shudder and without so much of a thought I dive, ribbons catching onto nothing, all my focus on the wailing of a hysterical child.

Beep-

Beep-3

There's a whiz of yo-yo and a clank from a staff, music reaches my ears and Carapace yells. Gritting my teeth hurts but I reach forward knowing I've got one minute left to save a life.

The little boy screeches in fear, red hair wild as it blinds him during the fall. Dots of freckles covered by tears and snot as he reaches out blindly, screaming for his life desperately.

My heart is beating too fast, muscles seizing up as I reach forward. Come on, almost- there!

With a shout, I grip the tiny boy's frail arm realising too late my ribbons haven't caught onto anything. The wind whips hard and fast and I turn in the air, boy clinging to my chest as green materialises in thin air. Carapace...!

A gleeful laugh bubbles from my throat as I hit the back off the shield, the boy shaking his head and pressing his face into my shoulder.

There's a yell and a sworn of red and pink ladybugs bring us back to the ground, sinkhole disappearing as the boy struggles out of my grasp with the last hug.

Rena Rouge rushes up, bushy hair blocking airways as she squeezes, relief in the sigh of her breath. Queen Bee is pale but smiling and Carapace, the newbie, looks like he's about to faint.

Beep!

A flash of colour blinds us all and I freeze, mind and heart going numb as Rena stumbles back as if burned. A glimpse of their faces has me running fast.

Legs carry me to the hotel not needing a command. Father isn't here so it's easy to bang into my room without worry.

The tears start.

They start slow but then they pour out like a waterfall, my knees wobble at the sobs and I collapse onto my bed as Lili sits on my knee with a frown. She's tired and exhausted but she floats up and nuzzles my neck and attempts to wipe the tears away.

"They had no right to look at you the way they did!" She whispers it quietly, rabbit ears lowering in anger before hugging my shoulder the best she can.

The dam only stops when there's a knock. Startling I rub my face but Lili stays, looking at the doors to the balcony is anger and protectiveness. Queen Bee.

Frowning I stumble up and yank the door open, poisoned tipped words ready to start up and never stop. Opening my mouth only gets out a squeak as shaky arms wrap around me.

Ever so slowly I return it, Lili hovering above us in a protective way. Resting my chin on her shoulder a stray tear tickles my cheek on its way down. She was the only one.

She was the only one who was simply shocked. She was shocked and they were confused and disgusted, suspicious and not trusting. They looked at me like I was Hawkmoth.

There's a beep and I pull back startled, closing my eyes quickly and just managing to block out the light. My eyes remain squeezed shut as Bee de-transforms. I'll show her that she can trust me. Despite Lili's gasp of shock, I keep my eyes closed, someone has to trust me.

"(Y/n) come on, open your eyes. I trust you and you can trust me, after all, I am your sister."

(E/c) eyes fly open, mouth hanging agape. Chloé Bourgeois, my sister smiles at me. My older sister, my sister who puts her walls up so high I barely even see her smile a true smile but right now.

Chloé snorts and rolls her blue eyes in amusement. "I'm not an idiot, I've seen her kwami before (y/n)."

Dumbly I nod. I completely forgot about that! The reason I even figured it out was because of their timing of disappearances and their reappearances, not to mention her lame excuses of why she has to leave. Not to mention she looks exactly the same in the suit and out of it.5

The Bee kwami flies down, Lili following her. "Don't do anything rash Chloé. I know that her reaction was wrong and all but you don't want anything worse to happen." She says it quietly, regretfully.

"You're right Pollen..." My sister sighs and her expression darkens as the kwamis sit on their chosen' shoulders tiredly. "This is my fault.."

Blinking I stare at her, "how?"

Chloé snorts in disdain, shaking her head and grabbing a snack for Pollen, throwing a carrot to Lili. "Just because I was mean to everyone they excluded you as soon as you transferred to our class. They never gave you a chance and assumed you were like me! So it's my fault and I'm sorry.."

Her little rant made me hug her as she breathed heavily, face flushed as Pollen patted her cheek affectionately. "It's alright," I whisper, pulling back.

It's quiet for a while before Chloé looks up with a grin. "Sleepover?" With a wicked grin, I nod.

—

Two hours later my (h/c) hair is platted and Chloé has hers down, nearly brushed. Our nails are painted, mine white and brown for my hero persona and Chloé's yellow and black.

Lili and Pollen are in the air giggling and chasing each other like me and my sister pelt each other with pillows. Snickering every time she cries out about her hair and nails.

The sun has set and we both know we have to patrol soon but we play a little longer. That is until Pollen scolds us and tells us to get going as Lili giggles.

Groaning dramatically I get up, heart beating a little faster. "Fine... Lili ears up!"

The transformation is familiar and comforting as Lili flies into my headband. I see my sister cover her squeal. Beaming she takes a deep breath and I watch as my bratty sister turns into a hero people know and adore.

We smirk at each other, time to hop.

—

We play tag across the buildings, laughing and shouting when one of us got to close. It's fun until it's not. It's fun until we hear voices.

"How on earth did she of all people get miraculous?!" Ladybug.

"I don't know, maybe she found it?" Carapace.

"Hah! More like stole it.." Rena Rouge.

"Either way I don't see how that would've happened. She's a miraculous user and she's not even here yet! What is she doing, waiting around?" Chat Noir.

"Most probably causing another Akuma so she can play the hero." Ladybug.

Bee is growling and I back away, hand over my mouth as tears trickle down. With a sob I can't keep quiet I run away hearing the voices stop in shock. Queen Bee explodes.

"How dare you?! She has saved your lives a dozen times and now you doubt her? Just because she isn't who you expected to be under the mask! Some heroes you are! And here I thought you were some amazing people..."

Crying I run home de-transforming, Lili looking on in shock as I dive into bed. Tomorrow is going to suck.

—

Chloé is as angry as ever tomorrow but she stays by my side. She doesn't bother anyone or make snide remarks she just angry. Angry enough that people stay out of our way, except Sabrina.

Sabrina stays with us, sticks beside me with a small angry frown. It's easy to tell I've been crying and no amount of Chloé's makeup she used hid it. There's also the fact I don't wear makeup.

Shaking I head into class, eyes on me as I walk to the back with Sabrina and Chloé. They sit next to me and when Ms Bustier calls them she looks a little surprised at them at the back.

The day is normal but I feel four sets of eyes on me. Obviously Marinette but surprisingly Alya, Nino and Adrien. I ignore them the best I can and focus on my school work.

—

RING!

We pack our stuff quickly and head to the door as fast as possible. "Hey, Chloé!" It's Adrien.

Instead of squealing and throwing her arms around him she groans and turns around glaring. Everyone looks at her in surprise and I smile slightly.

"Yes, Adrien?" She asks, still glaring. Adrien blinks before questioning her.

"Are you alright? You seem a little off today?"

Scoffing Chloé flips her hair over her shoulder in annoyance. "What's it to you?" It comes out as venom and Marinette steps up, glaring at both of us. What did I do?

"You don't have to be so rude! He was just asking a question!" She spits it out, getting nods from the class.

Chloé goes stone-faced. Hands balled into fists as she glares at Marinette with such hatred it has Alya stepping in front of her.

"Funny you should say that," she mutters under her breath, "it's none of your business what I do." She states out loud, turning on her heel sharply.

"Isn't it?! You treat everyone like shit!" She yells, angry beyond belief.

"And your not perfect either!" I shout out, halting everyone in their tracks. I barely even talk in class come to think of it. "My sister is allowed to have her off days as all of you are! Why don't you just mind your own business and leave us alone?"

They stare at me wide-eyed and Marinette narrows her eyes. "You're not perfect either!" She spits out, fury in her bones.

"I know. You've made it perfectly clear what you think of me." I state it and I see her eyes widen. She knows I know. Others look at each other confused and before anyone could say anything a shout pierced the air.

"Watch out!"

I'm running before I realise it, shouting out and everyone watches wide-eyed. My transformation is quick and before I know it I'm swinging my ribbons in front of me, grabbing my classmates and pulling them to safety.

Debris crumbles down and the building groans but Marinette isn't safe yet. Yelling I wrap my ribbons around her, pulling myself into her place and her into mine with all the momentum.

"(Y/n)!"

A scream rips into the air and I glance up, a pile of debris comes crashing down and I see black. Eyes out, ears working.+

"I'm sorry...!"

My last breath is bittersweet.

#miraculous ladybug #chloe bourgeois

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