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[christinesficrecs]

Heya!! I recently discovered that ‘felicitysmock’ deleted their account and all their fics which I really loved reading :( would you happen to have any of them saved? Really appreciate it xx

Umm...   felicitysmock = stileshale = stilinskisparkles?  Do I have this wrong? 

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[christinesficrecs]

Hiya! I was wondering if you could help me find a fic? I remember that in it, stiles’ mother/grandma always made him a special soup, and he never knew what the secret ingredient was until Derek made it for him the same way, when he realised it was love. Sorry if this is vague, hope you can help, thank you!!

Sorry, this only sounds a little familiar to me. Does anyone else remember reading this one?

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Merry Christmas, cityofphan!

Derek sat huddled in the corner, tugging on the sleeves of his sweater and scowling at Scott as he drunkenly threw an arm around Stiles’ shoulders, dragging him closer and nuzzling into his neck. It’s not that Derek cared, Scott and Stiles had been best friends since they were kids. Derek didn’t care.

There was a pinch to his side, he would have heard the footsteps if he hadn’t been so caught up in the way Stiles hand rested on the small of Scott’s back like it was meant to be there or something.“Are you done moping little brother, because I’ve got the perfect date for you.”

“The party already started, Laura,” he said through gritted teeth. He fisted his hands in the extra length at the bottom of his sleeves as his eyes tracked where Stiles was carrying Scott to the couch, was that a hand in Stiles’ back pocket?

“Derek!” Laura hissed in his ear. “This isn’t healthy, you’ve been pining after that stupid jock for way to long.” He finally turned to look at her, saying, “I’m not pining, I’m admiring from a distance! There’s a fucking difference.”

“I just wish I knew which one was more pathetic,” Cora said, appearing from nowhere. There was a snort from Laura and Derek growled as he shoved away from the wall.

He made his way out to the porch, breathing cold air into his lungs while he tugged at the hair on the back of his neck. It seemed all the Hale adults under the age of twenty were out visiting a neighboring pack, leaving the house empty and Cora in the mood for a Christmas party.

This one was already better than the Halloween one, fewer people and less vases being broken. Then there was the issue of Stiles, the guy who didn’t even know he existed. Which maybe wasn’t completely true, because they were friends, but Stiles didn’t notice Derek like that. He was bi, everyone knew that, but he had this thing with Scott and Lydia.

Scott was always handsy with him, always wanting to touch him somewhere and nuzzling at the back of his neck and it drove Derek crazy, and Lydia’s hands were constantly in his hair or running down his sides. He groaned and tried to rub the images, just as his nose caught on a familiar scent.

“Party’s inside, Derek,” Stiles said softly. He was nothing like people thought, everyone assumed he was always loud and flaily, but when it was just them he spoke softly and his limbs seemed more under his control. His wolf preened at the thought, ridiculous as it was.

“Not much of a party goer,” he commented, turning around again to look out at the backyard. He tensed when he felt Stiles step closer, knowing some smart-ass reply was well on it’s way-

“The party it literally at your house.”

-and there it was. He felt Stiles’ arm slide around his shoulders and tried to keep the involuntary shiver at bay, it didn’t work and suddenly Stiles body was draped over his back.

“Cold Big Guy?” Stiles whispered into his ear.

Derek struggled to hold back a whine.

“Scott sent me out here,” he started, breath hot against the side of Derek’s face, “He told me I needed to get my shit together and pull my head out of my ass, he’s one to fucking talk.”

“Still hasn’t asked Isaac out?” Derek questioned, turning his head enough to catch Stiles’ eye.

“No, and it’s incredibly annoying. I mean, how can he give me advice on asking someone I like out when he can’t do it himself?”

Derek felt his heart sink into his stomach, and it felt a lot like dread. He didn’t want to know about whatever cheerleader or guy on the basketball, or Lacrosse, or baseball team that had been amazing enough to catch Stiles’ eye. Why torture himself?

He moved to push off the railing of the porch, but Stiles planted himself more firmly over his back and whined, “Where are you going?”

“Cut it out Stiles,” Derek said, the words coming out snappier than usual. “I need a drink.”

“Who stuck a bur up your butt, Hale?” Stiles snapped back, clearly annoyed.

“Maybe I just don’t want to hear about whatever fuck-buddy you’ve got this week!” which was a low blow, even for Derek.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Stiles’ annoyance was quickly being replaced with anger as he took a step towards Derek.

“I mean I don’t really need to hear all the sordid details of whoever your latest crush is!” Derek stalked towards the door, only to be yanked back by the arm.

“What the fuck is your problem, Derek!” Stiles’ fingers were digging into the flesh of his arm, keeping me grounded, his mind helpfully supplied, as his face went through several different emotions. “Do you know why I came out here? To talk to you.”

Derek scoffed and pulled his arm free, “Yeah I kind of figured.”

Stiles ran a frustrated through his hair and groaned. “Why are you so difficult? I came out here to talk to Derek, I came out to….ask you out.”

Derek’s mouth opened, then snapped shut. “You….What?”

Stiles stepped closer and reached a hand out to his face, dragging his fingers down Derek’s neck. “You’re the guy I like, the one I’ve always liked. How could you not know that?”

Derek’s hands found their way to Stiles’ waist and he tugged him closer. Stiles made a noise and motioned up above their heads. He’d never been so glad that Cora had insisted on Mistletoe.

Their mouths met awkwardly, neither one wanting to wipe the smiles off their faces, but it didn’t matter, they had plenty of time to get it right.

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Rules: In a text post, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard—they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. 

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Swift Pure Cry by Siobhan Dowd

Forget me not by Anne Cassidy

The Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling

The Fault In Our Stars by John Green

Riding The Waves by Theresa Tomlinson

all the four books in the Companions Quartet by Julia Golding

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Rules: In a text post, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard—they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag 10 friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!

um i don't want to make a text post so i'm just going to answer this

also thank you for tagging me i love you

1. The Fault in Our Stars

2. The Book Thief

3. Ender's Game

4. The Harry Potter series

5. The Percy Jackson Series

6. A Farewell to Arms (it stayed with me because it was such shit DON'T READ IT)

7. The Outsiders

8. The Giver

9. The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories 

10. The Giving Tree

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Ooh Lissa or Mason? (VA)

Who would win in a fight: Mason for sure (but Lissa is pretty badass)

Who would be a better roommate: Lissa

Who’s better in bed: Lissa

Who I’d pick to be my presidential running mate: Lissa

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