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Omg I died laughing at this
I really like the idea that the Hales are kinda enamored with Stiles and he's just as drawn to them. Like if the pack was still alive would he be giving Talia headaches bc cousins and other relatives are asking if that boy is single, and if he bothers Talia so much they can take him off her hands, maybe an arranged marriage would be a good idea, you know for pack stability. Stiles has no idea, he's just gotten used to the Hales being pretty and weird, besides he's got his eyes on a local Hale.
And all these people wondering aloud to Talia if they should open negotiations with Stiles’s father, and Derek’s scowl is getting deeper and deeper and deeper.
At last Talia tells them all to back off, and that Stiles’s father has already opened and closed negotiations, and Stiles’s “bride price” (an outdated concept but not quite dead in supernatural circles) has been paid.
“Oh,” says cousin Henry from Minnesota. “What was the price?”
“Three cheetos and a Matchbox car,” Talia says.
Henry’s jaw drops. “The fuck?”
Talia puts a hand on Derek’s arm, and Derek smirks to himself.
“Well,” Talia says, “Derek was only eight when he fronted at the Sheriff’s Station demanding Stiles’s hand in marriage, and that was all he had in his pockets at the time.”
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Wolf!Stiles Sterek AU: Stiles gets the bite to save his life and wakes up in the hospital to find that he’s now officially part of the Beacon Hills supernatural club. He knows there are a million reasons he should be upset at the moment, but all he can think about is the fact that when he looks in the mirror there’s going to be a constant reminder of all the terrible things he’s done.
I personally cannot stop thinking about Alec telling Magnus “I don’t think I can live without you” because has anyone ever said that to Magnus? Has anyone ever told Magnus “you’re worth all my time”? Has anyone ever looked him in the eye and said “by the way, out of everyone I could possibly have, you’re the only one I want”?
I have this feeling Magnus has never had someone choose him before. Not like that. Has never been “good enough” for the prospect of forever to someone (honestly, what). Magnus Bane has been with 17,000 people in his lifetime which roughly translates to 4 people a year. Even if he spent as much time with someone else as he did with Camille, he’s still never been someone’s “I can’t live without you”. It reminds me of that pained look on his face in season 1 when he said, “marriage is a wonderful institution, not that I would know”.
And here rocks up Alec Heart-eyes Lightwood, telling him the exact words he’s probably longed to hear for centuries and that’s so beautiful and heartbreaking I might cry.
Magnus Bane deserves this kind of love and happiness. He deserves it so much. And I’m so happy Alec Lightwood is the one to give it to him.
What you missed on 7x01 of Game of Thrones
Peter doesnt remember the night he killed Laura so stiles looks into it. Stiles figures out laura was dying already from the hunters and told peter to kill her so the power would NOT go to derek he wasnt ready. He tells peter and peter breaks
Holy shit.
I read this and I got crushed.
But Peter breaking down from something like that is completely understandable. Because in some sense Peter loves his family.
And I just can see Stiles comforting Peter after this happens. And he is there for him.
“You’re my favorite niece.”
“As if.” Laura laughed. “We both know you prefer Cora.”
“I prefer all of you.” Alive whole, here.
“Stop stalling Uncle Peter.”
“I can’t.” He admitted mouth twisting.
She lifted her chin the faint smell of sickness filled the clearing. His breath caught. She looked so much like her mother defiant and proud till the bitter end.
“That’s not a word in the Hale vocabulary.”
“There’s still a chance!” He protested.
“But there’s no time, don’t make me beg, he isn’t ready for this any of it! Peter, you have to do it" She said eyes flashing red. He shook his head backing away. “No.” He protested.
“Kill me,” Laura growled. It would be the last order his Alpha ever gave.
His body shifted fangs dropping in his mouth.
“You always were my favorite Uncle.”
With a ragged sob, he plunged his claws into her chest. When he pulled out her heart choking on the tears, she smiled.
Oooooh!!!
I refuse to apologize:
These days Derek still struggles to keep them afloat but he’s not alone anymore.
At every turn, there are rocks, challenges resting beneath the dark waves of the water threatening to tear this pack apart.
He’s not sure if Peters part of the patch keeping them from sinking or just another rock waiting in the depths to slice him open.
Then Stiles got involved. Casting his curious eyes over the ‘Hale History’. Shining a light over each festering wound.
Over Derek’s history. Over his shame.
Despite how far they’ve come, Peter and him. Derek can’t lay aside Laura.
His sweet sister. Every time Peter smiles at some sharp witticism from Stiles, Laura is there.
She may have had Talia’s features and fathers laugh but she shared Peter’s grin.
He can’t contain it any longer. This is a pain he can’t sweat out a hollowness that’s rising more and more each day. He has to know if there’s anything left of the man he once knew. The man he once admired and called family. If it was worth losing Laura.
“Why did you do it?” He asks.
All chatter ceases. Stiles lays a hand on Peter’s thigh and Isaac flees the room.
“Why did I do what Derek? I do many things it isn’t easy looking this good.”
“Shut up.”
“I’m confused first you want me to speak now you want me to be quiet?” The older Beta sighs amused.
“You bastard she was my sister!” Derek snarls surging to his feet.
“She was my niece!” Peter jerks upright poised to fight.
“Easy Cujo.” Stiles raises his hands stepping between them. “Why don’t we settle down and discuss this peacefully.”
Derek shrugs him off.
“This is a family matter.” He tells the human pushing him aside with force when he refuses to move.
“You’re in the way.”
“Don’t touch him,” Peter warns a viper coiling to strike.
“Oh?” Derek growls. “
“Stop, Derek please this isn’t like you.” Stiles implores. “There’s a reason for this you have to listen!”
“Did she sound like that when she pleaded with you?” Laura would never beg. Her body hadn’t shown any signs of struggle to surprised by the betrayal.
“It wasn’t Talia she wanted to be like but you Peter! You were always her favorite Uncle! You know that right? God knows why.”
Peter staggers as if dealt a physical blow. Stiles rushes to his side holding him upright.
“I know.” He replies throat hoarse. “I remember.”
sterek meme: sterek au (3/5) the one with tattoos, pot and lots of sex
the green shirt/sweater saga
Fifty shades of yes daddy 😍
‘The old gods are dead’ they tell you. You smile and nod and wipe out another glass. Your eyes dart to the old man in the corner booth. You never see him come, but you always see him leave. Each night a new young lover on his arm. You pretend not to see his wife watching with jealousy blazing in her eyes and peacock feathers printed on her dress. Her sharpened nails tap, tap, tapping a beat you can hear over the din. ‘If they were still around, where are they?’ They continue with a wild wave of their arm. The man next to them looks up and grins and raises his glass at you in a toast and buys them another round. It’s only after he’s turned away you realize his teeth were too sharp and that the glint in his eye was something more than delight. On the stage a young man sings. He’s there every night with his golden guitar and his golden skin and his golden hair. He sings of love and loss and boys who fly too high, only to fall. You know the song, he plays it almost every night. His sister stands in the corner, watching, on edge. You keep half an eye on her. She seems constantly in motion yet when you focus, she is still. Last week she broke a man’s arm. You never saw her move. ‘The old gods are dead.’ They say with finality. You look around the room and meet old and tired eyes in hungry faces. ‘Maybe,’ you begin and pause as the room seems to go quiet, holding its breath. ‘Maybe you aren’t looking hard enough.’ -gods never die
(I wanted to have derek doing a dom command but the alpha scene had the exhale! lol)
#god bless this wardrobe department for dressing him like a bratty silicon valley sugar baby#showing up at his daddy’s work to trade blowjobs for the latest iphone#fucking checking his twitter feed while tears stream down his face as daddy gags him on his cock#HEAVING a sigh like ‘FINE i guess you can eat me out’#‘but make it quick i’ve got a ddr tournament across town in 20 minutes’ (via @clarz)
I have a love for all those soulmate fics where the first words your soulmate says to you appear as a tattoo on your body.
But what if your soulmate is mute?
Do you go through life assuming you don’t have a soulmate?
*pushes swarms of plot bunnies away*
FUCK OFF PLOT BUNNIES!
I just read one like this: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5176859
I'd love to see your take on the idea! :)
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