Hey! Could u possibly do the # 13 prompt? The “You can’t die. Please don’t die” one. With sterek as the ship & angst with a happy ending pls. Bcuz I can’t handle sad endings 😅
Yes. I hope you like it, I did this in under an hour so I hope it's good.
Realizing Derek was in love with Stiles wasn't all that surprising, but realizing he was in love with Stiles during the middle of a battle was nerve-wracking.
It was nerve-wracking as Derek watched Stiles fall to the ground, blood pooling around his body. Derek knocked the hunter out, tunning over to Stiles', pulling him into his lap, and trying to take his pain. "Why isn't this working?" Stiles gasped, grabbing Derek's hand.
"Doesn't hurt."
Derek froze, staring down at Stiles. Do you know what was worse than nerve-wracking? Soul-Crushing. It's the gut-wrenching feeling that Derek felt right now, he remembers this feeling. It's the same damn feeling he got when he was 15 years old, it was the same feeling he got when Paige begged him to make it stop hurting, it was the same feeling he had when his eyes turned from gold to blue.
"No, No Stiles, you can't- You can't die. Please don't die. I need you, I love you."
Stiles smiled softly, raising his hand and bringing it to Derek's face, holding his cheeks as he shuddered. "I love you, Derek Hale."
Stiles' hand slipped off of Derek's face, leaving behind a smeared bloody handprint.
Derek sat in the waiting room, listening to the beeps and clicks of the hospital. It all sounded too loud to him, it all felt too much to him.
Staring down at his blood-covered hands. Stiles' blood. It was Stiles' blood dried and stained onto Derek's palms. Derek swallowed, jaw clenching as he closed his eyes. How did this happen?
Derek shot up when he heard Melissa clear her throat, he stared at the nurse as she gave him a soft look. "He's awake, and asking for you." Derek sucked in a breath, stepping forward. "He's a little loopy right now, but it should wear off in a little bit." Derek nodded, following Melissa to Stiles' room.
"Derek," the werewolf looked at Melissa. "Take care of him, that boy is like my second son, you understand me?" Derek felt his cheeks burn, ducking his head as he smiled. "I will, promise" Melissa smiled, walking away.
Derek swallowed, holding the doorknob, taking a breath before pushing open the door. Derek stepped in, looking at Stiles as he stared back at him with a smile. "Pretty sure you told me you love me while I was bleeding out in your arms." Derek snorts. "That's the first thing you say before almost dying."
Stiles gave the wolf a lazy grin, shrugging as best as he could. "Hi, sorry I almost died, I didn't have that planned for this week." Derek rolled his eyes, sitting down next to Stiles. "I don't believe you should ever have that on your schedule." Stiles hummed, reaching for Derek's hand, squeezing it softly as Derek brought it to his lips, kissing it softly.
"I'll have it planned when you do it with me." Derek shook his head. "Forever?" Stiles smiled, eyes futtering. "And Always, Sourwolf."
Stiles slipped into a peaceful sleep as Derek stared at him, holding his hand and finally being able to breathe.
So, I decided to put #Kalista, my first #OC and #MC, next to her youngest daughter #Amaranthine and show off just how different and yet similar they are. In this picture Lee is rocking her white (Antionette Syndrome) hair with purple ombré, and heels. Yes, Kali is barely 5’4” and my shortest OC and Mara is very nearly 5’10” and almost taller than her dad, Beryx Drascul. Mara inherited her moms goth fashion sense, her “I don’t care what others think about me” attitude, her big, compassionate heart, and her raven hair, but she got her Daddy’s #BlueEyes and most of his facial features, his sense of justice, and his love of animals, nature, and alone time. 🖤 💜 💙 🖤 💜 💙 🖤 #MotherAndDaughter #LeeAndMara #Youngest #Number13 #RavenHair #DontCare #gothGirls #Goth #BornAngel #BornAngelUniverse #MyBooks #WriterLife #Render #DazStudio #3DArt https://www.instagram.com/p/B_U3C3jA6Yw/?igshid=8e8jgdyvqyjm
Believe it or not, the phobia of halloween does exist. Whether there are some of us who love to watch scary movies or simply love wearing horrifying costumes to attend haunted houses, there are those people who are afraid and hate anything associated with halloween.
Samhainophobia is the fear of Halloween or the fear of the festival of the dead. The term Samhainophobia originates from 'Samhuin' meaning summer's end. The Samhain festival was celebrated by the Celts for marking the transition between summer and winter.
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