Here are some Chanukkah prompts! If you want your fic or art reblogged here, please tag #sterek8nights!
Let’s make some Happy Chanukkah content for Stiles and Derek!
1) Telling the story of Hanukkah
2) Lighting a menorah together
3) Playing dreidel
4) Exchanging gifts
5) Cooking a holiday meal together [listen, jelly doughnut disaster, that’s all I’m saying]
6) Reminiscing about Hanukkah past
7) Combining traditions
8) Rediscovering the holiday spirit
9) First Hanukkah together/as a family
10) Surprise Jewish characterFeel free to send more prompt ideas, and to combine any of these with your favorite tropes!
Happy holidays!
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Crystal: I got hate letters from fans saying “I hate you because you get to make out with Scott.”, and I was like “Um… okay.”
Dylan: But it’s because they love you.
A werewolf on the moon would be the most powerful werewolf ever
@larkabout you better believe i’m gonna revisit this concept at some point
Clint Barton + Bucky Barnes
- Clint really doesn’t care about Bucky’s past. Steve trusts him so Clint trusts him. After all Bucky’s not the only one who’s killed people whilst brain washed. Still Bucky doesn’t understand why Clint’s not afraid of him.
- Coffee buddy’s. Ex assassins need coffee at all hours of the day. Bucky can’t believe how good coffee is these days. They have actual machines and coffee shops. It’s so much better than the brown sludge they had to drink around the camp fires. Clint shows Bucky all the best shops around town. Coffee dates are an absolute staple of their relationship
- Bucky dog sits Lucky when Clint goes on a mission with Nat. He hated the dog at first. He was too soft and Bucky didn’t think he was capable of looking after anything but Clint insists Bucky is the man for the job. By the end of the day Bucky and Lucky fall asleep on the sofa together. Steve takes a million photos and emails them to the whole team
- On bigger group missions Clint and Bucky are the snipers. The are often positioned opposite each other so they are constantly throwing insults back and forth and keeping a tally of kill counts. Loser buys coffee for the next month and the Winner gets to chose the next netflix series to binge watch. Clint is always determined to win because Bucky choses the weirdest shows that only Steve can tolerate. It must be an old man thing.
- Bucky always helps patch Clint up after a mission when Natasha is away. At first Bucky thought it was ridiculous how many injuries the archer managed to sustain. Until he realised the man was not enhanced in any way. Still he always finds the most childish plasters he can find. Partly because he thinks it’s hilarious that a grown man is covered in my little pony plasters and secondly cos it actually cheers Clint up a lot. Not to mention Natasha always threatens to shoot him when she sees the newest set of patches.

12/* Favorite Photos of The Teen Wolf Cast
#i just really want an au where instead of being stiles’ bff #lydia is derek’s #and they grew up together and she’s like with allison or cora or laura #but stiles thinks that she’s dating derek #so he’s both jealous and intimidated by her #and like tries to hit on derek at the bar #but as soon as he sees lydia he like flails away #and then after much angst #not really angst #just dramatic stiles because he’s pining #after a guy he thinks is taken #lydia confronts him #and is like ‘stop playing with derek or i’m gonna kick your ass #and he’s like #’i’m sorry #i won’t hit on your man anymore #i resepct your relationship #and lydia just like facepalms #and thinks #why am i surrounded by idiots (via philcoulson)
To be added to the list of things I didn’t realize I needed until I was already crying over them.
“You’re such a complete disaster.” groans the villain, scooping the unconscious hero off the sidewalk “Like, holy hell, how does anyone let you out of their sight. Stop picking fights with people you aren’t ready for.”
I like it
i need all the fics right now! or a novel. i don’t care, someone just write it!
Stiles: guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.
Jackson, on the bottom bunk: honestly, fuck you.























