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Always keep your partner safe so you can continue arguing with him.
Speaking of medically trained Sam Wilson:
How sick would it be if during a big battle in doomsday, there’s a small scene where Sam has to patch someone up on the field while he’s shouting out commands to the rest of the avengers?
Just imagining Sam cocooning himself and whatever teammate is injured safely in his wings, protecting them both from melee and harm while he works diligently to save a heroes life, completely in control despite all the chaos.
And the avenger he’s working to save was panicking at first cause they thought they were going to do die, but Sam’s steady hands working as fast as he can to do a quick patch up puts the avenger at ease. Sam keeps telling them everything is going to alright, and that they’ll be fine, and the avenger believes it. Cause a guardian angel would never lie to you.
And how sick would it be if that Avenger was Bucky Barnes. Hm what then
I know zosan is so popular. And i love them for so many reasons. But Sanji and Law paired together fucking hits different.
Something about two traumatized, lonely, self sacrificing men finding comfort in each other just does it for me.
GIVE ME BOTH!!!!!!
he's so silly i feel so maternal towards him
Fanfic writers don't make Stiles angry enough. He is a neurodivergent teenage boy caught in a quite literal revolving door of nightmares, AND his best friend never picks up his damn phone. Let him crash out I beg.
Nico is the type of adhd where caffeine makes him relaxed sleepy tired and Percy is the type of adhd where caffeine makes him hyper energetic crazy. They both love black coffee. If they both drink a large cup of black coffee. Chaos will ensue.
nico about to go on a quest:
percy: here :) *blessed item*
Jason: where’d that come from?
percy: me?
nico nods: thanks
Jason: this is obviously a blessing you shouldn’t just give it to nico :(
percy:???
percy; it’s my blessing
Jason: that’s not how that worlds only gods can give blessings
Nico evil giggle:
Jason: what????
Nico’s quest went extremely smooth and nothing went wrong.
Jason: huh the blessing worked
nico: one day you’ll figure it out
part three of “percy’s a god and forgot to tell everyone” Nico knows I’ll post another one for that tho
Fic Idea
Pack Night and quite by chance— barring Derek and Stiles—only the couples have been able to make it and Everyone wants to play The Newlywed Game. Everyone is paired up. Boyd with Erica. Scott with Kira. Lydia with Jackson. Ethan with Danny. Liam with Theo. So it only leaves Derek and Stiles as the outliers to get paired.
And of course no one expects Derek and Stiles to get ANY points.
Obviously they win the game by a landslide.
Stiles just breaking in to all the Packs houses.
(The loft)
Stiles: “Oh hi! Didn’t know you were in, don’t mind me!”
Derek: “???”
(Scott’s.)
Stiles: “do you have a plaster I can have? I cut up my finger making dinner and we don’t have any.”
Melissa: “stiles! Oh my god. Why do you- what do you mean you cut up your finger?!? Let me see!”
(The Argents)
Stiles: “don’t shoot me! I just need to borrow some mountain ash.”
Chris, knows for a fact that he set traps in case someone did manage to get through his security. Knows that this boy should be dead because of said traps: “how…”
(Peters)
Peter: “do I want to know how you got a copy of my key?”
Stiles: “probably not! Do you still have that book on druid rituals?”
Peter: “…yes it’s in my room, I’ll go get it for you. Have you eaten today?”
i’m so upset
I just realized that the reason ghosts say Boo! is because it’s a latin verb
they’re literally saying ‘I alarm/I am alarming/I do alarm!!
I can’t
present active boō, present infinitive boāre, perfect active boāvī, supine boātum
Recte!
if it comes from the latin word, they’re actually saying “I’M YELLING!” which is even cuter
do they speak latin because it’s a dead language
get out
This is exactly the kind of content I come here for like I want to print this out, frame it and put it on my wall.
As much as I love Emissary Stiles, I really am developing a weak spot for Left Hand Stiles.
He is the first one to take a step to taking out the threat. He threw the first Molotov cocktail. He has no qualms suggesting murder as the solution. He'd get the job done.
There's something so juicy about Stiles making himself the Left Hand of the McCall Pack, through sheer ruthless determination and the unwillingness to lose anybody else.
And I want Peter to recognize that. To see that. To want that.
We can do it.
When Peter shows up to Talia's big reelection gala with a boy less than half his age, she is furious. How can he be so selfish and vain to parade this obvious hookup around while she is running for mayor?
When Peter brings the same boy to brunch with all higher ups in Beacon Hills and it turns out said twink is the sheriff's son, she just knows he's doing this to torment her, personally. However, the angle of the kid being a prostitute suddenly seems off the table.
When Peter brings the boy to Derek's wedding, she yells at Peter about it, because this hoax was going too far, she did not want his fling in their family pictures. And Peter has the audacity to be all calm and reasonable, telling her that Stiles knows Jordan from the station and Jordan invited the sheriff and his son, so Stiles would have been there anyway. He dares accuse her of making a scene.
When Peter brings Stiles home for Christmas, because the sheriff has to work, she doesn't even say anything anymore. She just refills her mulled wine and glares daggers at the back of Peter's head.
When Talia gets reelected as mayor, Stiles brings the most delicious brownies to the party and even shares the recipe with her when she asks.
When Peter has this big case that takes him to New York for months, Talia catches Stiles pulling up to the Hale House repeatedly just to leave again, like he was remembering that Peter wasn't there. After the third time, she goes to his apartment with a tray of brownies.
When Peter gets back from New York and wants to spend quality time with Stiles and he has to compromise that he doesn't get Stiles every day of the week because Stiles and Talia have a spa-weekend planned and it's Peter who glares daggers into Talia's head? Well, maybe she feels a little vindicated.
When Peter drags her and their brother to an expensive jeweler in Los Angeles because he can't pick a ring on his own, Talia feels silly for ever having taken Stiles as something personally designed to offend her, because really, she had never seen Peter fret this much or stare at anyone with that much love.
--
When Talia announced her reelection campaign and told Peter, in no uncertain terms, to not embarrass her and he ran into the very very pretty and very very young sheriff's son while meeting a client at the sheriff's station, he'd followed an impulse in asking him out. He'd told Stiles, in no uncertain terms, that this was not a date and had the sole purpose of pushing Talia. The shit-eating grin and agreement he earned had been a bit of a surprise. It was the most fun he'd had in a long time and that had only been partially due to his sister's ire, the rest had all been Stiles' company.
--
When Stiles had been asked out to prank the mayor of Beacon Hills, he'd, well, honestly he hadn't thought much of it beyond figuring he'd get fancy food, gorgeous company and maybe a kick out of it. He hadn't meant to fall in love. Neither had Peter though, so at least he wasn't the only one.
Stiles, drunk off his ass, setting his wedding certificate on fire: GOOD LUCK TRYING TO RETURN ME WITHOUT THE RECEIPT!
Derek: ...Aren't you worried about that?
Peter: That's not the original. The real one is behind bulletproof glass in a safe that requires my finger-print and retina scan.
Derek: ...
Peter: He's mine now. Nobody is going to take him away from me again.
Derek: I am so glad you two got married, because nobody else should be involved in any of this. You deserve each other.
Peter: That is the nicest thing you have ever said to me, dear nephew.
Platonic OR romantic, Peter has never simped as hard for anyone as he has for Stiles and that’s his canon self okay yall ain’t doing him justice in fics. Even if it’s not Steter that man is at Stiles’s beck and call even when Stiles is giving him attitude he’ll roll his eyes and scoff and then instantly do what he asks him. Let Peter simp for him. He’s trying to either romance or adopt him at all times and I approve of both.