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bunch of elites and the bourgeoisie in a room talking about how they got to bind together against the regulars outside. i'm so glad we live in this fictional world. - matthew mercer
i couldn’t watch the latest episode last night, oh well no biggie, i’ll watch it throughout the day when work is slow - cut to my lunch break and we get the play?! AND THE ORC AFTERLIFE IS REOPENED?! I WAS SOBBING ON MY COUCH and then had to walk back into work twenty minutes later and act like i was fine. i hate it here.
also literally me at approximately 1:12 pm:
it's midnight on the 1st of june aest
posting this again cause now its actually true
Sea of Lachris? SEA GATE!? THE SEA GATE?! IS THAT THIS? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING
one of my (many) w.i.p.s, this one is about 4-5 years post canon, stiles is in the FBI Supernatural Department and Derek is a stay-at-home dad for Eli and they just got together (oops, spoliers?) - i don't normally do this, but i'm writing dialogue out first and then writing out the scene (it alternates between stiles and derek so no one gets confused)! enjoy and hopefully i'll have it on ao3 sooner rather than later
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“Hi.”
*stiles plops down on top of derek*
“Hi. Oof! How was your day?”
“Eh. Suspected hunter and werebear skirmish outside of San Fran. Nothing Beacon Hills needs to worry about for now.”
“Can you imagine this conversation a few years ago?”
“What? That I said that without freaking out or that I said that while burying my face into your titties?”
“Stiles!”
“Mmm. No, they’re great.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“You love it.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“Eli here tonight?”
“No, I asked your dad to watch him for us.”
“Okay, cool. Wait, I didn’t miss anything, did I?”
“Wha-?”
“You don’t care about that three-week anniversary bullshit, neither do I. Christmas isn’t for another week.”
“Hey, special agent brain off, please.”
“So I didn’t miss anything, right? No big date night or anything?”
“No, nothing planned.”
“Oh. Cool. Are you wanting to do something?”
“Uh-.”
“Or we can just have a night to ourselves, that works too.” “Well, I was thinking that… that we could take the next step?”
“Next step? What?”
“You know. Couple stuff.”
“Der, babe, you asked me to turn the agent brain off.”
“Sex, Stiles. I’m talking about sex.”
“Uh.”
“Please say something or I’m gonna die of embarrassment.”
“Yes. Very much yes. We should definitely do that.”
“Okay, good. Also, uh…”
“What?”
“I haven’t actually done anything with a guy before. Besides a kiss or dinner.”
“Oh. OH. Okay, that’s fine. I’ll do what I can to make it easy for you. It’s not that hard, Der. Same process as any other time. But we can go at your pace, whatever works! Just give me a few minutes to get ready-.”
“But, um. I was hoping you’d fuck me.”
“...”
“Sti- mmph!”
*stiles kisses him*
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fun. I’ll take care of you, Der.”
uh oh, not to be horny on main, but i keep seeing some hot takes that i don't agree with when it comes to Stiles and Derek, so i'd love to share my hot takes (my sources are a. i've written a thing or two, so i think a thing or two & b. i've been watching since 2011, an og shipper if you will)
that being said, no hate to anyone, everyone in fandom spaces are allowed to have their own headcanons
ANYWAY
Stiles & Derek are both switch/verse in the bedroom
Stiles looooves topping, but he also loves when Derek takes control and makes it hard for him to walk the next day
Derek discovers he wants to be taken care of, and when Stiles tops, he's a full service top
Stiles's ADHD comes to a full stop when it's time for sexy time with Derek and he can give his 100% focus
Stiles does have an oral fixation, but not just for sucking Derek's c*ck - he's got Derek's hand near his mouth to either suck a hickey into his palm or nibble every now and then, and yes, he starts sucking and gets Derek's fingers wet when it's appropriate
Derek is touch-starved, any chance he gets he is holding Stiles's hand, is laying on Stiles's chest, touching his butt, etc.
Stiles LOOOVES playing with Derek's hair
Stiles also loves touching Derek's butt
Derek is a space heater but Stiles gets cold, so he's typically wrapped around Derek like a koala bear at night
Derek had a crush on Stiles but felt so weird about it that he suppressed a lot of his feelings
Stiles approached Derek when he returned to Beacon Hills and Derek still felt weird
then he fell HARD
Derek makes pancakes in the morning for them
Stiles makes dinner
Stiles proposes to Derek
their wedding colors are navy and copper/tan
Eli calls Derek "Dad" and calls Stiles "Pops"
One time, Stiles called Derek "Daddy" and they both cringed so hard - Stiles swears it was a joke (it wasn't, he was curious to see how they'd both react/feel about it)
i have several others, but i feel like this is a non-exhaustive list of em
Thought this was fitting for the current events
Star Trek: Starfleet Academy 1.04 / 1.07
it’s like poetry, it rhymes 🫶🏻🖖🏼
my right to be hellish
Darem can only think if he isn’t the best, he’s nothing. The gym is probably the best place for him to sort out those thoughts, right?
a lil' character study/emotional whump of our favorite bisexual fishboy
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feeling very called out right now.
just that very queer feeling of living your whole life trying to match the expectations of people who fundamentally don't care about who you are as a person. stifling your personality, always following behind that one person who made you feel safe, but that you still can never show all of yourself to.
and when you finally find that space that's separated from all this baggage, where you can finally remake yourself - you overcompensate. you find new ways to lie to yourself.
the oh shit feeling when you constantly get called out by your favorite fictional characters because you thought you just liked them, only to realize “oh shit i like them cause they’re me”
(oops, it happened with evan buckley and dean winchester too)
he wants him so bad i cant do this
your honor they're literally in love..
this is what i would love to see happen in the future of starfleet academy:
“Captain, he’s hailing us.”
Nahla stared ahead through the viewscreen at the crippled Venari Ral ship, limping through the debris field, thrusters sputtering. “Put it through.”
The hologram flickered to life and revealed Nus Braka. The pirate had a gash above his brow, dark ichor dripping down his face. “Ah, ha ha. Hiii, Nahla.”
Her jaw ticked. “Nus.”
Braka chuckled wryly. “Ya know, I must say, I was so surprised to see your little ship out here, so far from Federation space.”
“You’re under arrest,” Nahla interjected, trying to get ahead of the pirate before he could buy himself more time. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”
“Me?” Braka gasped, indignantly. “Make things harder? Why I never!” He brought up a hand and dabbed at the blood on his face, smile dropping slowly. “And I’ll never give up, my dear. You know that.”
Nahla leaned back in her captain’s chair and quickly tapped the console icon to alert her comms officer of their plan. “Nus, you’re a smart guy, no one can deny that.”
“Finally, some recognition from you Federation folks.”
“Do you know anything about Earth’s various religions?”
Braka’s brow raised slightly. “Can’t say that topic really interests me much.”
Nahla nodded and folded her hands in front of her. “That’s fair, there were a lot. But my ship is named after a goddess on Earth. Wanna take a guess at what Athena claimed as her domain?”
Nus sighed. “Enlighten me.”
“Wisdom. She burst from her father’s head, fully grown and was the wisest of their ruling gods. Kinda poetic for a school, right”
Braka said nothing.
“And guess what else she had domain over?”
Sensors on the ship’s bridge lit up, pips and alert pings rang out. “Ma’am! The USS Lol’lan and Deliverance have dropped out of warp!”
The marauder looked taken aback. “What is this?” Braka snarled.
“Patch me to those ships, please. Nus, you haven’t taken a guess at what else Athena ruled over,” Nahla prompted.
“What was it? Huh? Forgiveness?”
Nahla smirked. “War.”
Any trace of the smile from earlier dropped and shock and fear painted the other mans face. “Wait- wait a minute.”
“Goodbye, Braka. May you be forgotten here and now. All ships, open fire.”
Phasers and torpedoes from all three ships slammed into the pirates ship and for a brief moment, this small part of the galaxy was alight with a fireball.
Darem Reymi Heart Locket
Are you not respecting dinner?! x
Absolutely enamoured with Starfleet Academy 😍
so if you want a little continuation of this
then go ahead and check out thiiis:
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