hale's family

My dad (top left in 1955) and bottom right in 1971( I took that photo, christmas morning with my new camera, he knew thats what all I wanted, bless him) .

His dad (my gandpa) top right (banjo) in 1943 and bottom left in 1963. He sparred with Benny Lynch.

I grew up listening to that banjo. I was supposed to inherit the banjo, but it went instead to my uncle Bill Hale, as he was a folk musician and this was a four string folk/jazz banjo, a tenor banjo. I think the banjo is still in the Hale family.

xjustfandomx  asked:

Hi! So I always go to your blog when I need cheering up because it's so full of life and fun so I wanted to ask if you have any long fluffy pack fics with sterek just the pack sticking up for eachother I've had a rough time with my 'friends' this week and I just need some pack being close and loving thank you!

I’m so sorry about your friends. Hopefully things have gotten better. Either way here’s some pack as family fluff for you. - Anastasia

Originally posted by whatthehellbells

Feels Like Belonging by nan

(1/1 I 2,513 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles isn’t sure why all these werewolves think they have access to his bed. The explanation is just. Weird.

The Alpha by SereneCalamity

(1/1 I 2,683 I Explicit I Sterek)

People were sometimes to surprised when they realized who the Alpha of Beaconhills was.

They Were Pack by Shippings_galore

(1/1 I 3,544 I General I Sterek)

Stiles gets the new pack to go to prom. Lydia invites the old pack members (that we all miss and love), not telling him (or the new pack) that she had also invited a certain Sourwolf.

Building Blocks by Lisztful

(1/1 I 5,417 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles doesn’t exactly mean to start cleaning up after everybody, it’s just that, well, sometimes he thinks Derek turned them into actual animals.

hooked on (dangling by a yarn) by extantecstasy

(1/1 I 19,132 I Teen I Sterek)

One hundred days, ten scarves, one Christmas, and Stiles’ dormant magic has to ruin everything.

ladybugs by thepsychicclam

(1/1 I 20,273 I Explicit I Sterek)

It’s Saturday night, and Derek Hale is at Toys R Us. Shopping for Leapfrog games. If asked, it wasn’t exactly how he pictured his life. Or his Saturday nights.

In which Derek and Stiles have been married for ten years, have two kids, and are planning their five year old’s birthday party.

The Hale House of Mythical Creatures by Demimonde (Katherene)

(16/? I 38,224 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles is eight when his mom dies.

Stiles is eight when his dad drops him off on the Hale’s front porch and then leaves him there.

This is the story of a little lost Spark growing up in a place that might have been made for him all along.

Living With Lycanthropy by WhoNatural

(1/1 I 44,095 I Explicit I Sterek)

Wherein they both own bakeries, Stiles tries not to run his grandmother’s legacy into the ground, Laura wants to be a better alpha, and Derek can’t seem to get Stiles’ attention the regular way - so naturally, he accidentally initiates a prank war.

(Or, if Teen Wolf was more like Gilmore Girls, with everyone far too invested in whether the Hale boy and the Sheriff’s kid will work it out, and Laura Hale wrote a handbook for alpha werewolves.)

The Littlest Alpha by triedunture

(16/16 I 52,508 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek and Stiles have taken out the Alpha Pack and pretty much saved the world. Okay, the town. Okay, their remaining friends. But the Alphas left something behind: a baby. And this baby is an Alpha too. Derek is determined to take care of the abandoned child, and Stiles is stuck going along for the ride.

But Stiles doesn’t expect the ride to include seeing another side of Derek, or to find another way to say “family.”

Future Dreams by littlefrog1025

(14/14 I 74,773 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles accidentally summons he and Derek’s children from the future to the present.

between the click of the light and the start of the dream by thepsychicclam

(10/10 I 105,192 I Explicit I Sterek)

A twig snaps, and then Stiles hears breathing and the rustle of leaves. He strains to get a better glimpse into the darkness, but it’s pointless. There’s nothing but a black void.

It’s Stiles’ senior year, and he’s trying to concentrate on normal things - like the lacrosse championship, spring break, prom, graduation (and definitely not Derek) - when he starts having nightmares and waking up in the middle of nowhere. Oh yeah, and he’s being haunted by a hag. Great.

I feel like roommates make fun of Derek for the things we have come to love as canon. (1/?)


Y/N: "Derek can I-”

Originally posted by sadphires

Y/N: “What? No. No, no, no. Don’t *immitates gif* me.”

Derek: “What?! I don’t do that!”

Y/N: “Sure.” *immitates gif again*

Derek: *gif*

Y/N: “See?! Right there! You just *gif*ed me!”


Originally posted by beaconhillsbetas

Y/N: “Isaac, you little shit, I am so much stronger than you. Don’t test me.”

Isaac: “Bull shit! I would kick your ass if it came down to it!”

Peter: “Children! Let the real wolves show you how it’s done. Derek, punch my hand.”

Derek: *gif*

Peter: *Stiles in gif*

Y/N: *after a moment of staring at Peter on the floor* “Well, that was just stupid. Even I could tell you that. He’s an Alpha, ya know.”

Peter: “I am the Alpha. I’ve always been the Alpha!”

Isaac: *after a moment of staring at Peter on the floor* “Yeah, okay.” *back to Y/N* “So, do you admit defeat?”

Y/N: “Never!”


Originally posted by izziebm

Originally posted by motivateyourselfeachandeveryday

Y/N, Peter, and Isaac: “Do you even own a shirt?”


Originally posted by whovian182

Y/N: “Oh, yeah. I forgot. Derek likes to make an entrance.”

Isaac: “Oh, God.”

Peter: “It’s just bringing in the pizza, for crying out loud.”

Derek: *gif* “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Y/N, Peter, and Isaac: *unanimous groan*

For You

Thank you @viviena for this amazing animation!!! It is perfect :))                   In celebration of such amazing work, I present a fic

  Stiles was a very easily distracted five year old. Example A - he had managed to wander off seventeen times in the past hour, constantly caught up in his need to more closely examine every flower or bug that caught his fancy.

  He had been taken on the hike to expend some energy, to relieve the restlessness that seemed ingrained into the kid’s bones. It was a common occurrence for Sheriff Stilinski to have to revert back to countless websites that he had bookmarked to look for a new babysitter willing to look after his little bundle of spaz.

 It had been almost fate, meeting the Hales. A simple accident, one that the families had long since moved past seeing as a negative. The sheriff and Stiles had gone to the grocery store, his dad looking worn out and tired, staying up too late looking for a new sitter. It seemed like if a person hadn’t already babysat Stiles, they had heard rumors about the boy and his difficult to handle nature. So, for now, the sheriff took the boy everywhere, cashing in favours the receptionists at the precinct owed him when he was called out on duty. But even their patience was growing thin.

  It was in the grocery store after John Stilinski and Talia Hale had exchanged pleasant smiles that all hell broke loose. Or well, Stiles broke loose. He had managed to climb out of the back of the cart and wandered the aisle before running head first into a pair of legs. A boy of about nine or ten years looked down at the stumbling mess of a kid by his knees. The boy looked up, saw the man talking pleasantly with his mother and smelled the familial scents.

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seareyes  asked:

I've already asked for so many things but I suck at like actually looking for stuff :(. Do you know any fics that consists of Sterek + Hale Pack? Those honestly are my favorites au and fics. Thanks so much for the help 💖

I’m assuming you mean alive hale family. That’s one of my fave AUs so even if you’re not that’s the list I’m making! - Anastasia

Originally posted by batwynn

love comes in all shapes and sizes by trilliastra

(1/1 I 2,207 I Teen)

“Daddy says that when I’m in trouble I should get the police because they always help us. You’re going to help me, right?” Stiles smiles at her, happy that today he decided to stop by the grocery store to buy milk after his shift instead of going straight home. At least now he’s able to help the little girl, who knows what would have happened to her if he weren’t around.

“Of course I will.” He smiles again. “What’s your name?”

“Rebecca Hale.” She answers proudly. “My daddy is Derek Hale.”

Ecosystem Engineering and the Werewolf by Guede

(1/1 I 19,466 I Not Rated)

Stiles and his dad work for the U.S. Forest Service, which sends them to Beacon Hills. It’d be nice if Stiles could stop running into the Hales. He’s got bodies to get rid of.

So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock

(2/2 I 21,901 I Explicit)

He’s sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he’s so fucking fucked.

He knows he’s not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don’t run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.

Dude, Werewolves by mysecretashes

(1/1 I 29,263 I Explicit)

Stiles gets partnered with Cora for a history project, and they become bros. Also, he kind of falls in love with her older brother, Derek.

Murder, He Wrote by mklutz

(1/1 I 31,682 I Explicit)

And that was how Stiles accidentally became a New York Times bestselling author.

Ain’t Nothing so Good as the Cake and Eating it by sofonisba_found

(15/5 I 51,001 I Mature)

Derek thinks he’s doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family’s concerns he remains adamant that he doesn’t need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him.

No Homo by RemainNameless

(11/11 I 84,064 I Explicit)

Stiles’ sophomore year starts something like this:
3 FourLokos
+ 1 peer-pressuring cat
- 1 best bro to end all best bros
= 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads “str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic”.
Derek is the fool who replies.

Divided We Stand by KouriArashi

(29/29 I 146,74 I Mature)

Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn’t expect and aren’t sure they approve of….

As Luck Would Have It (I’m already smitten) by Whisper91

(29/? I 200,882 I Explicit)

When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from the sidewalk. 

Indelible Marks by billtheradish

(87/87 I 275,695 I Mature)

The house never burned. The pack is strong. Derek will never need to be the alpha, and his sister is a troll. (Actually, most of his family is like that.)

Derek is an apprentice tattoo artist, and Stiles isn’t old enough to get ink of his own yet. But that doesn’t stop him from being interesting…

4

You hurried out of the car, slamming its door shut. You perfectly knew how Jasper was going to react as you had returned from school late…again. The first few times you had covered it up by telling him that you were working on an important assignment with your group. Though, you hardly believed he had bought your lie. He was Jasper and he had the ability to read and feel emotions, including yours. He probably already knew of something that was going on in your school but decided not to speak of it…yet.

As you open the door with great hesitance at hearing him shout at Carlise, he instantly snapped his gaze towards you. He dashed to your side with vampire speed and protectively, wrapped his arms around you. “Where have you been?” He asked and you couldn’t control it any longer, so you winced in pain, where his hand squeezed tightly at your waist. Questionably, Jasper stepped back, as he studied your face. 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked breathlessly, stepping backwards. “Don’t pretend like I’m not aware of it. Now answer my question. Where have you been?” Jasper asked a little more sternly this time.  

“I’ve told you…I’ve got a school project due.” You reply, avoiding his gaze. Jasper grabbed your chin and raised it, so your eyes would meet his again. 

“This so-called project has been your excuse for two weeks, sugar.” As you look into his gold eyes, absentmindedly, you feel his grip tighten once more at your side and you yelp in pain. You tried to push him away but he held you in place as he instantly unzips your jacket and pulls your shirt up. The bruise with a blueish-yellow hue made Jasper’s eyes swirl in dark gold and under his lashes a purple shade appeared dangerously.

He looked up at you and before he could even ask, you shook your head and stuttered nervously.  “I-I tripped and fell…in the c-cafeteria.”

At the corner of your eye, you saw Edward shake his head disappointedly and you hoped to God he wouldn’t utter a word that particular moment. Jasper’s eyes remained focused on you. “You fell in the cafeteria? Is this one of your other excuses?”

Instantaneously, your eyes well up in tears, not because of how angry Jasper had been, not because of how he had found out about one of the bruises…to be honest you didn’t even know why you had tears in your eyes. 

“I can feel your emotions, (Y/N). Answer me. Who’s done this to you?”

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” You reply a little irritated, leaning away from his touch before he had the chance to find out about the rest of the minor injuries.

“Doesn’t matter?” He echoed your response. “It will matter when I take my time to torture each one of them and leave them bleeding in the moonlight.” As he says this, he swiftly walks out the door and that was when you realized it hadn’t been Jasper talking, it was The Major. 

Though, you knew Jasper would have had the same reaction. 

6

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there.
I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autum rain.

And when you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

                          - Mary Elizabeth Frye

anonymous asked:

AliveHales Headcanon: Derek has no problem with teasing and bantering but he's a bit sensitive underneath his growls. His family in general and his sisters in particular frequently honestly hurt his feelings. Cora doesn't know when to stop and Laura has a knack for going for his emotional jugular. He hates feeling embarrassed especially in public but he's resigned to it because protesting or asking them to stop makes it worse. They don't mean to be hurtful but it doesn't bother them so (1/?)

they don’t get why it bothers him. This goes on until Cora brings Stiles home one day. Stiles has been crushing on Cora’s hot older brother for ages but Derek always avoids him (Derek is avoiding him because he KNOWS his sisters will give him shit in front of the cute guy and he’d rather not thanks). Cora invites Stiles to stay for dinner and at first it’s all good but the teasing starts and it’s fine but Stiles notices how Derek sort of shuts down after something Laura says (2/3)

and Stiles mouths off and knocks Laura down a few pegs in Derek’s defense. He is more than willing to use his sarcastic nature in defense of the hot marshmallow sitting across from him. Stiles likes it when Derek’s eyes light up not when they go guarded. And that’s the story of how Derek pretty much falls in love with him on the spot. It’s also the story of how Stiles appoints himself Derek’s emotional protector and you do not want to get on his bad side about that. (3/3)

*wipes tear* stiles being protective of derek is one of my absolute favorite things, bless this entire thing.

i can totally see laura and cora taking it a step or two too far with teasing derek (i’ve got four siblings, it does happen a lot during the sibling bantering and apologies don’t always happen, just more teasing that ends up being unintentionally hurtful) and derek being quiet about it, not fighting it and just waiting for it to stop instead of asking for it to.

and stiles appointing himself derek’s emotional protector, i’m !!!!!! sign me the fuck up, pal. i need stiles ripping people who are mean to derek a new asshole and derek blushing and smiling while it happens cause no one has done that for him before.

just… stiles making derek feel loved is what i’m here for ;;

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Pairing: Jasper Hale x Reader

Characters: Jasper Hale

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1, 128

Note: Requested by a lovely person. Hope you like this!

Hey I was wondering if you could make a jasper hale x reader and the reader being really ticklish on her sides. She is also human and has been with jasper for a while but he some how just now finds out that she is ticklish by accident grabbing her side or something like that. She hate being ticked and tries to do anything to avoid it and doesn’t want anyone to know she is also super kind but can be super stubborn. Plz plz plz can you do this I would be extremely grateful


Resting my head upon Jasper’s lap, I slowly shut my eyes as his rough yet cool and soothing fingertips massaged my scalp. The thrilling book of Aeschylus’ Oresteia, had long been forgotten, laying closed on my stomach. To say I was as calm as the vast, midnight seas would be the most obvious statement of the century. Every minute I spent with Jasper rendered me calm and it was all thanks to the subtle ability he possessed after having become a vampire.

The scarcely, audible chatters of the Cullens in the living room that mingled with the soft, musical melodies of Beethoven’s Sonata made everything surrounding us even more heavenly. A few seconds passed by and I hummed contently as Jasper’s fingers moved behind my ear. I heard him chuckle as he leans to capture my lips with his, into a kiss. At the beginning it was firm till it grew soft, gentle, and slow.

“Are you enjoying this, darlin’?” Jasper questioned after we part our lips. In an arrogant-like triumph, he tilts his head to the side slightly while his lips tug into a  smirk.

“I am,” I admit, offering him a genuine smile, “Please continue. Just a few more minutes, at least.”

Jasper’s eyes gleam and from where I lay, they looked to be two worlds of their own. “Whatever my lady wishes.” He replies, this time in a more distinctive Texan drawl, which never seized to form wild fantasies in my mind. “I’ll be happy to comply with it.”

As Jasper continued caressing me, my thoughts wander elsewhere. Well, not too far away as they still consisted of my one-hundred-forty-four year old mate. I had started to recall the first day when I had seen Jasper in the cafeteria. I remember when his light amber eyes had focused on mine. It was not a friendly gaze but a rather intense one that rendered me to become uncomfortable and uneasy. As if at that particular moment, I had been wearing a tight corset that made my breathing to become shallow.

Another time, after school had been dismissed by the bell, I had bumped into him and it was as if he were made of stone. He towered over my small figure and he had said nothing, not even did he offer to help me with my books that were scattered on the floor. He only did what he had done many times before: he stared into my eyes. And it seemed as if I were looking into the stormy eyes of the Greek God, Ares, himself.

Before I knew it, days had turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and I grew more and more irritated when I realized he was all I could think of. How cliché this matter had turned out to become. Though, it was true. I skipped on to life without giving a second thought of the red flags shown and the warnings revealed that Jasper was dangerous.

This was definitely not me and so out of my character. And if I was going to reveal the whole story…well, let’s just say that my feelings were not the only thing out of character. Once, I had astonishingly as well as embarrassingly failed my history exam, I knew who was to blame.

Of course, in the real sense, Jasper hadn’t done anything wrong. But because I had fallen madly in love with him, he had become a handsome distraction. And I was sure that if he weren’t in my classes or even in the school, I’d have aced the test.

“Hey! Can I talk to you?” I had said the next day, after having slammed my locker shut, completely vexed. Jasper had frowned deeply and slightly nodded to his adoptive sister, Alice as she had taken her leave but not before eyeing me suspiciously.

Unsurprisingly, without a word, Jasper had glanced down at me, waiting for me to speak. I did not know what came over me that day but all I knew was that my anger had completely taken over. “Listen here, you are the reason I have failed my history test and you will be the one to help me study for the retake. D’you understand?”

He had raised his eyebrows and regarded me with a hint of amusement which was also laced with confusion. And as I had waited for his response, I cross my arms.

“Well,” he began and I had suppressed the urge to widen my eyes at his attractive, velvety voice. “Hello to you as well, ma’am.”

“I’m serious!” I exclaimed as I earned a few stares from the students that stood nearby. “Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”

“Are you?” Jasper had said, taking a step forward and lowering his voice meaningfully. “Are you implying that you failed the exam because you were too busy thinking about me, when you should have been studying?”

At his unexpected question, my face turned bright red and I had looked at him, mouth agape. I had not known he would ask such a question, nor accurately guess as to why I had failed.

I snapped my eyes open as I feel that Jasper had stopped from massaging me. “What were you thinking about, sugar?” He questions, as he possibly could have felt the wave of my indescribable emotions.

I sigh and move to sit next to him, resting my head his shoulder. “Well, if you must know, I was thinking of the day I failed history and how it was all your fault.”

“You mean to say the day you embarrassed yourself as you confronted me…”

“Shut up.” I scoff as Jasper chuckles, wrapping his arm around my waist. As he did so, I wriggle under his touch. Suddenly, Jasper pulled away and regarded me with shock while his lips tugged into a lopsided grin. “What was that?”

“What was what?” I question innocently, darting my gaze away from his widened eyes.

“Don’t pretend as if you don’t know what I am talking about, doll.”

“I don’t.” I reply, tersely. I stand from my seated position as my book falls on the floor and my stomach knots in a nervousness. Using the vampire speed to his advantage, I gasp as I feel Jasper’s arms, firmly wrap around my waist, where he gives me a tight squeeze, earning a sudden jolt from my part.

My mate’s eyes twinkle mischievously as he made a vain attempt to keep his perking grin at bay. “You sure you don’t know what I’m talking about? ‘Cause to me it looks like I just found out that my doll’s ticklish.”

“I am but please, don’t start anything funny.” I say, somehow managing to escape from his grasp. Though, that doesn’t stop Jasper from advancing towards me as I slowly recede to head out of his room.

“No promises, sugar.”

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Requested by @janaespecter14

“Where should this last one go?”  Derek asked as he peaked around the giant box cradled in his arms.  Glancing up to read the sharpie scrawled against the side of the box you pointed off to a corner while still sorting through the box in front of you.

“Was that really the last box?”  You asked, pulling out a flower vase and slowly unwrapping it from its bubble wrap.  Derek set the box down and quickly collapsed onto the couch next to you, arms wrapping around your waist as his face nuzzled into your stomach.

“Mhm.”  He confirmed.  “Now we just have to unpack them.”  Setting the vase down you tangled your hands in Derek’s hair and smiled widely, ducking down to press a kiss against the top of his head.  You guys finally had a place of your own.  A place to call home.

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By Organization for Transformative Works

The first time Derek sees the words, he’s had a really shitty day. Laura was on his case again, all in the name of sisterly love, of course, and Cora was wielding her usual acerbic wit like a rapier. He’d gotten to the scene of a shooting too late and the victim had died before Derek could call for an ambulance. His Camaro had gotten a flat and while he was attempting to change the tire on the side of the road, someone drove by and sent a wave of muddy water arcing, drenching him, and he was cold, muddy, and miserable.

Then, as he was sliding into the front seat after toweling off as best as he could, he felt something prickling on his arm and glanced down. Shaky, thin lines began appearing, little by little, and he could do no more than stare as the infamous phrase formed on his arm.

Are you 18?