Space Boop WIP
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“Funny you’re the broken one but I’m the only one who needed saving
‘Cause when you never see the light it’s hard to know which one of us is caving”
I need more Laura Hale OK? Not fanon!Laura who’s so bossy she gets on my nerve almost every time I read a fic with her in it, holy fuck.
Nope, what I need is a sweet!Laura Hale, who’s a little shy when she meets new people but that doesn’t mean she’s an introvert like her younger siblings, just that it takes a while for her to warm up around strangers . (It never takes long though because Laura lives for making new friends and it’s so easy to get captivated with their stories because people are so interesting omg!)
Laura, who’s laugh is the most contagious in the room, loud and boisterous and just so happy all the time that most people can’t believe that she’s Derek and Cora’s older sister. (Scott takes a double take when he first meet Laura because wow a smiling Hale.) Laura who is only five years old when Talia comes home with a baby!Derek and is immediately in love with his squishy red face. She dotes on him, lets him play with her toys and crayons and sings him a lullaby when baby!Derek can’t sleep. She does the same thing to Cora too when Cora is born, but ends up still mothering her brother more even as they grow up. “I’m not Derek, Laura. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” Cora rebuffs her once, face pale and sweaty as she glares at her older sister from beneath her comforters. Laura smiles, hands her sister a bowl of soup. “OK.”
Give me shopaholic! Laura, so in love with every new trend and loves to drag Derek shopping with her. Derek who is a stingy butt and nearly cries when he looks at his older sisters resit, muttering about debts and loans and I’ll be dragged into it too won’t I? But who is he kidding? He loves spending time with Laura, she’s fucking hilarious alright.
Laura Hale who pulls Stiles into a tight hug when Derek finally brings him to dinner, not threatening to dump his body somewhere else because that is fucking rude ok? That shouldn’t be anyone’s first impression when they’re meeting someone important in their significant others life. (the dinner goes splendid; she and Stiles gets along so well, Derek is almost jealous.)
Laura who can’t cook for shit and wriggles herself to Cora’s side, eyes wide and begging because she’s really hungry and her lil sister makes the best lasagna oh pwetty please Coraline-chan??? (Cora groans and pushes her sisters face away, eyes crinkling at the corner in fond amusement. She’s a lot like Derek that way, they’re always keeping their emotions to themselves god knows why)
Patient! Laura, never pushing anyone she loves to do something they’re not ready to do and simply giving them a shoulder to cry on or cuddle fest. Because she loves them OK? She’ll die protecting them.
Just…Laura Hale is so much more than the angry bossy stubborn character that fandom is so obsessed with alright? I just need Derek and Cora’s sister to be gentle and caring and just a big sister that’s it.
eurghgghauh what time is it
more like what day is it. happy super late/pretty early pink undies sunday?
Here, have a Derek wearing Stiles’s jersey 😘
For @teenwolfdrabbles: September’s maddening, this week’s surprise, and today’s think. Could be a far-off sequel to these.
“Was I an accident?” Laura asks and Stiles nearly spits his water, like years ago seeing her Dad on that screen.
Derek handles it better. He crouches down, scoops her up, chest rumbling with something Stiles calls a purr even though Derek keeps telling him wolves don’t purr. “Why do you ask, Laura?”
“Uncle Scott said—”
“Scott said what?” And Stiles is fuming, even though he knows his dumbass friend just said something Laura misunderstood. It was maddening how often Scott still put his foot in his mouth.
Derek stays focused on Laura, smiling gently. “A surprise isn’t an accident.”
And just hold the smile, falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of, together all the while.
Sterek AU: Life of a Rich Man and His Pool Boy.
First chapter of the Pool-boy Stiles AU is up!
We’ve Got Chemistry by dr_girlfriend
Summary:
“So…” The man was at the door to a shed now. “The previous owners left everything, so I think there should be everything you need. But let me know if you need me to pick up anything, or if you prefer, you can buy it and I’ll reimburse you…”
“Everything I need?” Stiles repeated. He had obviously missed something.
“You know.” The man smiled again, a little more cautiously. He was looking at Stiles as if he were a bit mentally-challenged. “To clean the pool.”
“To clean the pool,” Stiles repeated. He looked around. Then he looked down at himself, taking in his stained shirt, cargo shorts, and raggedy Converse.
“Oh!” he said. “Because I’m the pool guy.” And that’s not what he meant to say at all. He meant to say, “You think I’m the pool guy.”
Derek likes the fact that it looks like lightning. Tells Stiles as much, when he sees it. Stiles grimaces and tries to shove his shirt back down. Doesn’t like people looking at him.
He’d been in a t-shirt, just come from lacrosse practice because Derek called him. Something about a nightmare, and needing advice; thinks Stiles is the most qualified to decipher his dreams after the past month he’s had. Where his mind wasn’t his own. .
Stiles pulls open the door of the loft, skids into the room. “Do you mind if I get some water, dude? I’m sweating buckets. Coach ran us hard today.”.
Derek shrugs. “Help yourself,” he says, directing him towards the kitchen, watching as Stiles’ sweeps his forearm across his face, pushing back his sweaty hair so it’s standing on end.
Stiles doesnt even bother with a glass. He turns on the faucet and sticks his mouth under the spicket, gulping down huge mouthfuls of water. He pauses to breathe through his nose every few seconds, then he sticks his whole head under the stream, soaking his hair and washing out the smell of sweat and salt. Stiles reaches up to turn off the flow and then shakes his head like a dog, sending a spray of water within the sink and across the countertops. When he leans back up, Derek sees it.
A streak of red and purplish bruises along the back of his neck that disappear into his shirt. They look like veins, but Derek hasn’t seen any that look like that. Maybe a bit of blue running along his mom’s stomach when she’d been pregnant with Cora, but never like this. .
He’s at Stiles’ back in a moment, pulling up his t-shirt, and Stiles squawks, heartbeat picking up. .
“What’s this from?” Derek asks, trailing his fingers up the dark trail of mottled skin, thumb stopping to press against the large mole at the base of Stiles’ scapula; dragging his thumbnail across it when Stiles’ lets out a heavy breath.
“The trickster spirit,” Stiles sighs. “It’s pretty bad. Marin says it probably won’t fade.”
“I like it,” Derek says, but mostly just likes it because it’s Stiles’ skin. Not that he can tell Stiles that.
Stiles scoffs, tries to tug his shirt back down, but Derek places both hands on his back, hears the intake of breath. “What’re you doing?”
“Looks like lighting,” Derek tells him, but doesnt bother touching the mark. Fingers Stiles’ vertebrae until he reaches the mole in the middle of his back. Can’t keep himself from playing connect the dots and making Stiles breath come a little quicker, heartbeat bouncing like a rabbit’s, and the smell of sweat starting to thicken.
“It’s beautiful,” Derek tells him, and Stiles reaches behind himself to grab Derek’s wrist.
sterek + wolves of war (6×20)
You couldn’t walk and I know that because I was carrying you.
theproblemwithstardust 