i’m still here, just currently working on @12daysofsterek stuff, 2 holiday exchanges and an auction piece, so if i’m not around i haven’t jumped ship, i’m most likely sobbing over a word doc
i dont really… WANT… to leave tumblr. ive been here since 2011
no other platform has the right format for me to just randomly barf actual thoughts, joaks, and genuine creative content all in the same breath. i dont know how to compartmentalize
every other platform you gotta be a real person. Here you are you’re icon and username and whatever your hyperfixation is at the current moment
They were pack, and allies, and sometimes, Derek thought they might even be friends. They stood side by side against Deaton and Argent’s advice often enough, had saved each other enough–but Stiles didn’t treat him like he did Isaac or Allison. Even Liam and his little triad of pups and humans got more from Stiles than Derek did.
And he knew a spell like this–he could use it for so many people, fix so much.
The woods were deep and shadowed, dark in a way that had nothing to do with day or night. Stiles could feel the weight of a malevolent force dragging at his spark. It was an ugly sensation, making his skin crawl and his stomach flip uneasily. This was it. The outcome that he had fought so hard to avoid. And yet, he had failed. He had failed to protect the land from the evil creeping through the trees, sinking poisoned tendrils into everything it touched.
When deputy Stiles investigates a series of burglaries, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to a flower shop run by the man of his dreams. Suddenly Stiles isn’t sure whether he’s chasing after a pair of criminals…or something much more important.
Five times Stiles and Derek crossed paths on the job, and one time they weren’t working
“You’re going to have to ask him for help.” “I’m not asking him for help, Lydia,” Stiles sneered, trying valiantly to not look as she cleaned out the gash running across his bicep. “We’re mortal enemies. I refuse.” Lydia sighed and pressed the cotton ball unnecessarily hard where a bullet had grazed him. “You’re not enemies, Stiles. You’re the only one who thinks that.” Stiles threw his good arm up in the air. “He tried to blow me up!”
An arranged marriage to Lady Jennifer Blake hadn’t seemed like a bad idea at first. But lately Derek hasn’t been so sure about it anymore. It might have something to do with one of her household – Stiles Stilinski, with golden eyes and a scent of salt and sea that Derek just cannot forget. He’s a mystery Derek is dying to solve.
Ever since he almost got his family killed as a teenager, Derek Hale has tried to just keep to himself, and limit the damage he could do. Meeting Stiles Stilinski is the first time he’s wanted more than the quiet life he’s made for himself, but he doesn’t know how to ask for it.
It doesn’t help that a certain handsome deputy seems to be demanding an awful lot of Stiles’ time as well. Derek doesn’t know if he should let Stiles go with the better man, or learn to stand up for what he wants.
In the summer between high school and college, when most people get to be lazy and hang onto the last remnants of their childhood, Stiles is training to become the Hale Pack emissary (as soon as he can bully Derek into accepting him), supervising Pack training… and trying to figure out why so many people are acting so weird.
Five Times Derek and Stiles Sleep Together – 4 platonic bed shares and one not-platonic bed share! Features Pining! Derek, Oblivious!Stiles and a very tense moment where Sheriff Stilinski has been hurt! But it all turns out okay.
click for bigger size XX or on the work I have no idea why tumblr crap those picks up, and its too late for me to think about that so g-night ❤ and just click on the picks…
theproblemwithstardust 