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in any fake dating situation with Sterek, I whole heartedly believe that Derek would be doing his best to show Sheriff Stilinski that he's a good, respectful guy and he'd never do anything to hurt Stiles. Like, he knows it's not real but Stiles' dad thinks it is and that's all that really matters. Werewolf shenanigans can wait-- he's gotta impress his fake boyfriend's dad.
Has anyone considered…
Noah. Calling Derek after one of Stiles’ nightmares.
It’s worse than usual. Stiles’ eyes still round and glazed over and wild. He’s trembling on the bed, arms wrapped around himself and muttering under his breath. Noah tries to reach for him, tries to comfort him but Stiles flinches back from his touch. Tears sliding down his face and fingernails clawing into his own arm hard enough to draw blood.
It takes a moment for Noah to be able to make out the words but he can hear Derek’s name on his son’s lips . A quiet, desperate plea. And Noah doesn’t understand. Because it’s Scott who’s his alpha. Scott who should be the first one Stiles asks for but he doesn’t bother with facts right now.
Stiles is scared and crying and bleeding. He hasn’t been this bad for a few years but something terrible must of happened to trigger it.
Derek picks up on the first ring, his voice muffled from sleep. “Noah? What—” But he doesn’t need to ask. Doesn’t need any more explanation when Stiles’ cries can be heard through the phone.
Noah hangs up when he hears a flurry of movement from the other side and he doesn’t have to wait long before there’s a loud knock on his son’s window a few moments later.
Noah lets Derek in and watches as the alpha looks Stiles over. He doesn’t comment, doesn’t say anything before he’s crossing the room and kneeling at Stiles’ side. It’s when he slowly raises his hand to lay on Stiles’ arm that he finally speaks. Voice low and soothing and gentle. “Stiles? Hey, it’s okay. I’m here.”
Stiles blinks at him, his eyes struggling to focus. Flickering across his face as if trying to decide if he’s a hallucination or not. But then Derek lifts his hands up, palms flat and fingers out for Stiles to count and then the human beta is crumbling against him. Sobs wracking his body and face pressed into the hollow of his shoulder.
“Im sorry!” Stiles cries, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry—”
Derek nuzzles against his cheek, one hand cradling the back of his head and the other running soothing circles down his shoulders as he whispers into his ear.
Noah doesn’t hear what’s being said but it has Stiles nodding. His son’s body sagging against the werewolf like a puppet with its string cut. It’s probably the most relaxed he’s seen Stiles in weeks, all the tension bleeding out of him.
Somehow it isn’t a surprise when Derek presses a kiss into his son’s temple. Nor does it feel awkward when the alpha sits up on the mattress, pulling Stiles to his chest and rocking him gently. Noah isn’t stupid enough to think this is the first time this has happened, nor is he blind enough to assume it’s nothing more than the pack bonds that has the two holding onto one another.
Maybe he should be more upset, seeing the 24 year old holding his 19 year old son. Maybe he should demand answers and ask how long it’s been going on but he feels nothing but relief as he looks over the two. Nothing but gratefulness that Stiles has this and gratitude towards the man who’s put his entire being on the line for the both of them more times than he can count. Maybe he didn’t know much about their relationship but if there was anyone he’d entrust with the protection of his son it’s Derek Hale.
Moving as quietly as he can Noah backs out of the room. Stopping in the doorway to meet the alphas apologetic eyes. Derek is looking at him sadly but there is also a mixture of defiance and resignation. Like he’s afraid Noah is about to demand he leave. Like he’s preparing himself for a fight. Daring the sheriff to make him let go of Stiles.
Noah suddenly understands. He knows by now, the look of a wolf protecting his mate. And it’s not even a surprise. Not really. Fate has thrown these two boys together so many times…so hard and unforgiving it’s almost laughable to think it could be anything but this. “Thanks for coming Derek.” He says instead, offering a knowing smile and Derek’s whole body uncoils. The alpha nods as Noah gently closes the door behind him. And Noah knows that Stiles will finally be able to sleep peacefully tonight.
“Well you wouldn’t be discriminated against if you just hid everything about who you are from everyone”
Hey. Hey. Listen. Come close. Closer. Yeah. Listen.
*blows an air horn in your ear*
I've heard this from my parents so many times. I'm tired.
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?”
non-writers will never understand the mental illness of writing an entire conversation in your head while doing dishes and then forgetting every word the second you open a blank doc
Draco has the biggest crush on her. 😳
happy birthday fellow virgo Hermione I love youuuuuu
A tiny library loop-ish mood thing 📚
Derek: If I die, would you remarry? Stiles: If you die, I'm putting the romance in necromancy and bringing you back. Derek: Are you really performing dark rituals to keep me alive? Stiles: I said "I do" through sickness and in health, and I meant that as a threat.
Stiles is that girl.
He’s mean and snappy and sassy to Derek pre relationship. Calling the alpha out on all the bullshit, pointing out all the reasons Derek is wrong, sneering at the leather jacket and too much hair product and tight henleys. But the minute, the absolute second, a rival alpha calls Derek ‘Talia’s failure of a son’ he goes batshit crazy.
Boy is sneaking into the rival pack house and leaving a dead rat in the middle of the living room to decompose and surrounding it in mountain ash so no one can remove it.
Itchy powder in all the pack members cars.
Everyone is coming home to their doors unlocked and windows open— passed all the security alarms and traps—with messages written on the wall in what seems suspiciously like blood “All Hale the King.”
He drives past their places at night blowing a dog whistle under the windows to keep them all up and sleep deprived. Driving everyone up the actual wall.
The alpha can’t physically harm Stiles without getting into deep shit with both the council and hunters for attacking a human so he finally calls the police to complain about harassment. An hour later the Sheriff of Beacon Hills shows up and the alpha’s face drops when not only does Noah Stilinski smell like Derek Hale’s beta but also Stiles’ father. “I heard there may be a bit of a misunderstanding,” Noah says, crossing his arm and looking at the alpha with a raised eyebrow. “With my son and my alpha? You know… Talia’s failure of a son?” And the alpha just grumbles out a defeated,
“No sir…”
It takes 3 days before the alpha is making a formal apology to Derek in front of the Werewolf council. And when Derek asks Stiles what he did Stiles just scoffs. “Why would you think I did something? I’ve got plenty of shit on my plate Hale. I don’t have time to deal with your crap too.” But Derek is smiling and when he goes over and runs his hand across his beta’s neck to scent him, Stiles leans into the touch.
stiles, malnourished, heavy eye bags, dehydrated, and on the verge of insanity: fuck it, we ball
I am only a nameless soul
Heading into a pure black void
So what if I’m living out passed the edge?
So what if I never come back again?
Vide Noir - Lord Huron
Little vignettes of TrueForm Cas putzing around the Bunker, which follow this post.
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There is no way of accidentally doing a nazi salute twice in a row while the entire world is watching. This man needs to be killed
And I mean he does need to be killed. I remember a time when the obvious and most socially acceptable answer to what you would do if you could travel back in time was to kill Hitler before he rose to power. That is just what everyone said. Saying that nazis and fascism are bad was not seen as a controversial opinion it was simply a fact. This was not a long time ago and I am sure the vast majority of people reading this remember this as well. Elon Musk needs to be killed. Obviously.
Don’t forget that the US civil rights bill only passed after six weeks of rioting that were the direct result of MLK’s murder. Peaceful protest paved the way, but violent protest got it over the finish line.
It’s understandable why the state would not want you know that, but that’s also why it’s imperative that you do.
king's family doesn't "believe" the FBI killed him, they know it for fact because the FBI admitted to it in a civil case brought against them in the early 90s. the court documents are a matter of public record. read them yourself. the king family won that suit against the united states fucking government for assassinating martin luther king jr
This is really dumb... but I think he did that particular salute (from the SS, I think?) because Star Trek's Mirror Universe fascists do a salute based on it, and a Mirror Universe character cited him as one of the great visionaries of history in season one of Star Trek: Discovery. We live in the dumbest timeline.
... look.
He reinstated Nazis.
He elevated the voices of Nazis.
He explicitly praised a German Nazi party.
He demonized Jewish organizations criticized the above.
Sometimes a Nazi salute is just a Nazi salute.
The look of combination nerves and rebelliousness on his face (+ the jerkiness of the motion; that's a high emotion movement) makes it extremely clear that he knows what he's doing. They love being Nazis in front of God and everyone, and that will only get more blatant now. They think they're getting away with something, and he's completely reveling in it, here.
I understand the impulse to want to rationalize it or soften it, but... c'mon.
Do not let them erase this. Do not let them tell you he meant "my heart goes out for you."
This man is the grandson of a Canadian Nazi sympathizer who moved to South Africa BECAUSE he thought the apartheid was just the coolest.
He has a gaggle of kids specifically because he believes his genes are superior and need to be spread to improve humanity.
He has thrown his support behind the neonazi party in Germany and the far right party in the UK, not to mention how far he's wormed up the ass of the Republican party.
He threw two sieg heil salutes back to back at the inauguration of the president of the United States and is trying to scrub the evidence off the internet.
Elon Reeve Musk is a fucking Nazi.
