zebra ears

flora’s first sterek fic rec

guys this was literally a long time coming and this was only the first 8 pages of my bookmarks on ao3 (which if u wanna see is here) from my first post ever. there will be more to come pal!

also @michelanqelx (i’m sorry for being, like, months late for this fic rec!)

i see the best of me inside your eyes by grandeur [1663] NR 

“I feel like this might be MTV show worthy,” Stiles says suddenly, and even at Derek’s exasperated look, adds, “This should be an episode of True Life. True Life: I’m Seventeen and Already Shopping for Curtains Because My Older Boyfriend Is a Moron.”

animal skins by gasmsinc [2278 words] G

The first time Stiles dresses Caleb up in a ridiculous outfit, Derek thinks it’s a joke. He comes home from work one day, and is greeted by the sight of their newborn pup in a zebra onesie complete with ears and a tail.

Seaside Framed in Glass by mrecookies [2435] T

“I’m going to name you Derek,” Stiles announces, still looking cross-eyed at the puppy in his hands. It’s looking back with a confused and sad expression, probably asking Stiles in some baby dog language why it’s being named after a brooding werewolf. “It’s because you’re always sulking, even though I got you a nice basket and biscuits and everything,” he says sternly. The puppy whines and hangs its head.

Derek is pretty cute.

Can’t Sleep by TylerM [3210] G

When Isaac is woken up from a night terror that he can’t get back to sleep from he seeks comfort from the two people he needs to know are okay.

The only problem is he is too scared to actually ask for it.

Sterek relationship. Everyone is pack. Pack mom Stiles to the rescue.

Your Mark on my Skin by afullrevolution [5551] T

Everyone had a mark scrawled somewhere across their body. A name, usually a signature to represent their soul mate, their one and only true love. Stiles has known who his mark belonged to since the third grade. He doesn’t understand how Derek can be so oblivious.

The Scientific Method by uraneia [5947] T

Stiles’s life was so much easier before his BFF got super powers. “But, so, werewolves have super strength, right? And super speed. And better vision, and better muscle control, and healing powers, and stuff. And some of that’s probably, like, genetic, if you can be born a werewolf. Right?”

“Yeah,” Scott says. From the perplexed look on his face, he doesn’t yet know where Stiles is going with this. “So?”

“So what if you have condom-defeating supersperm?”

Stiles has a lot of research to do. He decides Derek’s kitchen is the place to do it. Derek probably regrets giving him a key.

Extenuating Circumstances by flaming_muse [18411] T

Five times Stiles doesn’t believe it when Derek shows him affection (because he’s spent too much time reading stupid things on the internet), and one time he finally listens.

(Or, the one where I laugh my way through fandom tropes.)

set after season 2, no spoilers for season 3

*flora’s note: this was apparently bookmared with “absolute fave” so i’m definitely gonna go read it right now! maybe, you guys want to too!*

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This one was heavily inspired by a cool ink painting I saw on @andrewmar’s Tumblr a few weeks ago: http://andrewmar.tumblr.com/post/145051664569/find-me-on-periscope-if-you-want-to-watch-me-dick

Will likely post the original to my Etsy in the next few days.

Wrong Address

The house is only two stories, but it’s cozy and the shutters are painted dark blue. And Tyler is standing on the porch, afternoon sunshine blinding him from the right as he knocks, and knocks again.

“Come on man, hurry up!” He yells, hands cupped around his mouth and face pressed against the door, trying to see through the glass.

The shadow of a figure is silhouetted through the white lacy curtains that give some semblance of privacy to Luke’s front door.

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anonymous asked:

Welcome Guys! So happy to have it reopened thank you for being the admins I'm so excited this is my favorite blog! I was wondering if you guys knew some fics of Parent!sterek with a little boy there are so many fics with daughters but not a lot with sons thank you :)

You are so right. There are so many fics with them having a daughter. I am such a fan of kid fic I don’t even care. Just give me some fluff. My fav kind of kid fic is when it’s a were baby that shifts when they get upset. *clasps hands* Anyway, here’s your bb boy fics! I might have gone overboard. -Anastasia

Originally posted by tiredwitch

Adventures in Exhibitionism by Alpha Ella (Leviarty)

(Complete I 271 I Sterek I Fluff)

Stiles and Derek take the kids to the park.

All I want for Christmas by trilliastra

(Complete I 1,375 I General I Sterek I Fluff)

…I know it’s bad to listen to the adults talking, but daddy was talking to Uncle Scott about a man with black hair and green eyes and beard and mom says dad is lonely so I want to make daddy not lonely.

Please Santa? Please, please?

Love, Charlie

P.S: I want him to like dogs too. And comics and Adventure Time and video games.


Trials of Single Parenthood by Alazan

(1/? I 2,078 I General I Sterek I Fluff)

Thanks to his family’s wealth, Derek can afford to be a stay-at-home dad for Erica and Isaac and be the idealistic, if not sometimes overly sexualized, perfect PTA father. He puts up with everything, the moms, the dads, the teachers, the bake sales, everything…for his kids.

Erica can be…energetic, but has no problems making friends. The problem was Isaac, his shy little wolf. Until he finds a friend in Scott McCall. Every day it was Scott this, Scott that. Recess soon wasn’t enough and he was setting up play dates with Lydia, who Derek at first thinks is Scott’s mother/guardian.

One day it’s not Lydia who’s picking up Scott from a playdate at the Hale home, but Scott’s dad. A.K.A Stiles freaking Stilinski! A.K.A Derek’s current biggest celebrity crush!

animal skins by gasmsinc

(Complete I  2,277 I  General I Sterek  I Fluff)

The first time Stiles dresses Caleb up in a ridiculous outfit Derek thinks it’s a joke. He comes home from work one day and is greeted by the sight of their newborn pup in a zebra onesie complete with ears and a tail.

We’re Doing This Right by alphagottadonk

(Complete I 3,035 I Not Rated (General) I Sterek I Fluff)

“I wanna sleep in here,” A little voice spoke then and Stiles jolted upright so fast he nearly managed to brain himself on Derek’s chin. Islay was sitting at the edge of the bed looking at them curiously and Stiles was about ninety percent certain he was going to end up putting bells on his children so they couldn’t sneak up on him like Derek still managed to do almost every day.

All Hale Stilinski by MishaAteMyBlog

(2/8 I 4,334 I Explicit I Sterek I Abuse)

After reading many fics, I have figured a few things out.

1. I like AU’s where either Derek or Stiles have a kid or two

2. I love the idea of Isaac and/or Scott being a toddler or kid

3. I hate how a lot of kid fics have too much sadness. i.e. a parent died or potential for parents to get back together.

4. I don’t care whether or not Kate is in a story, but do like it when people think outside the box and don’t have her burning people alive. I mean, this is AU right?

5. I like Derek having his family

I am hoping that this story will do justice to all of these things, and that you will like it.

All I want for Christmas (baby, I already have) by MemeKon

(Complete I 4,806 I Teen I Sterek, Scira, Allydia I Hurt/Comfort)

“It isn’t white,” Derek said after a while, once Alec was sleeping again, his cheek on Derek’s chest and his arms and legs strewn around, Derek’s hand rubbing his back.

“Huh?” He rearranged Dea, who was kind of slipping to the side; it made him the tiniest bit nervous, so he held her with both hands, one on her back and one on her diapered butt. She was so small that his hands were practically overlapping.

“Our fence. It isn’t white,” Derek elaborated.

Stiles snorted.

“Of course you’d focus on that, you dork.”

Eighteen and Beautiful by allhalethealpha

(2/5 I 5,383 I Not Rated I  Sterek I Human!AU)

“We’ll never see each other again.” It was meant to be a joke, but Derek knew Stiles believed it.

“Yes we will,” Derek said, more trying to convince himself than anything.

“Yeah, we will.” By the tone of his voice, he knew Stiles didn’t believe it.

But they didn’t. At least, not for a long, long time.

or, the one where Derek and Stiles were best friends throughout middle and high school, fell in love somewhere in those years. They lose touch when Derek goes off to college, and don’t see each other until their two sons become best friends when they tag along with their dads and meet at the fifteenth reunion.

Accidental Dad by loveless_loves_beloved

(6/8 I 7,639 I Explicit I Sterek I Werewolf!Baby)

Stiles wakes up one morning and is gifted an infant! Derek immediately offers to help and Stiles starts to realize that time does heal all wounds. Maybe he is ready to look a little closer into this attraction he feels to Derek. Maybe Derek will actually reciprocate. All Stiles knows is that there is a baby werewolf that needs them and he’ll give himself willingly.

make something good by verity

(Complete I 7,693 I  Explicit I Sterek I Single Dad!Derek)

Stiles sighs and slouches down in his chair, taps his pencil against his desk irritably. He spent a year and a half fighting evil, being evil, and then fighting evil again, and now he’s just—a glorified babysitter.

This is how it ends: not with a bang, but a whimper.

Edited To Add by Fatebegins

(Complete I 7,663 I Explicit I Sterek, Peter/Scott I Single Dad!Stiles, Thug!Derek)

Derek is a thuggish debt collector and Stiles is a single dad sitting on a lot of debts from his shady ex. Derek has a soft spot for Stiles’ son and… subsequently falls for his clueless, sarcastic father.

(Not an) Egg Baby by the_ragnarok

(Complete I 8,154 I Sterek I Fairies, Male Lactation)

“Changelings are an old myth,” Deaton says, tinny through Stiles’ phone. Derek can hear him over the– the not-a-baby’s squalling, just barely. “They take the place of human babies to drink their mothers’ milk.”

“We’re kind of short on mothers right now,” Derek snaps.

Daddy I’d Like To…. by AlphaDerekMakesMeDrool

(9/? I 10,560 I Teen I Sterek I Single Dads)

Slow-Build Sterek! AU (Everybody’s Human). Derek and Stiles are both single fathers. They want each other: 1st it’s lust, then it’s friendship, it mightn’t get beyond that since they both lack they courage to find out how the other feels..

When You Wish Upon a Dragon by lupinus

(Complete I 13,739 I  Teen I Sterek I Magic Baby)

Stiles is at the Hale house, lounging on the front stoop watching Isaac, Erica, and Boyd wrestle, when the baby comes running out of the woods.

Derek becomes instant father to a magically appearing baby and falls in love. Stiles can’t take the cute and worries Derek’s heart will break if he loses the kid.

A Wild Heart’s Desire by mikkimouse for marguerite_26

(Complete I 13,410 I Teen I Sterek I Magic!Stiles, Ferel!Derek)

If there’s one thing Stiles Stilinski knows, it’s that Deputy Derek Hale absolutely Does Not Like him. The only reason Derek even tolerates him is because their kids are worryingly codependent.

So Stiles is understandably confused when a very feral Derek shows up in his backyard after a call gone wrong and proceeds to move in with him.

ladybugs by thepsychicclam

(Complete I  20,723 I Explicit I Sterek I Domestic Fluff)

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.

DILF by twentysomething

(Complete I 30,871 I Explicit I Sterek I Single Dad!Derek, Teacher!Stiles)

“Today is Scott’s first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified.”

Prince of Christmas by redhoodedwolf

(Complete I 36,550 I Mature I Sterek I Teacher!Stiles, Single Dad!Derek

Derek Hale’s son, Prince, is a sixth grade student at Beacon Hills Middle School. Like his mother was, Prince is a wonderful violin player, which means that naturally his favorite class is music. It also helps that Mr. Stilinski is such an awesome teacher. Derek thinks so to.

After The Storm by matildajones

(4/4 I 41,357 I Mature I Sterek I Hurt/Comfort)

Derek’s mind flits to Stiles’ face. It’s a hard face to forget and for some reason Stiles is one of the only things Derek can think about without feeling like he’s lost something.

Erica grins. “When are you going to see him next?”

“He’s a cop,” Derek says gruffly.


Derek remembers being at the station, he remembers all those fucking people who thought he had killed his own sister. Laura. He hates all of them, and says as much aloud.

Erica hums. “Sounded like you didn’t hate him.”

Adding You to My Future by NekoIzumi

(9/9 I Explicit I 42,252 I Sterek I Mates, Single Dad!Stiles

“So, I’m Stiles.” he smiled warmly once he had put his unannounced patient down on the exam table. “I will poke and prod you a little bit to check for internal injuries, those that I can’t see because they’re inside you, and some of it might hurt but it will pass, I promise. I will tell you everything I’m about to do and why I’m doing it so just stay calm and this will go like a breeze, okay?”

Now, Stiles wasn’t stupid in any way, shape or form, he knew a were when he saw one… although he had obviously never seen a werecat before, and definitely not one as young as this one.

He’s Not Mine by Sunnee

(19/19 I 68,534 I Explicit I Sterek, Berica, Scallison I Mates, Magic!Stiles)

Derek comes home to find an abandoned werebaby on his front porch and Stiles volunteers to help him out. Surprisingly, that is just the beginning of his problems.

I Still Believe by IAmAVeronica

(19/19 I 111,412 I Sterek, Scisaac I War AU, Angst)

War is hell.

Falling in love with enemy solider Derek Hale, secretly mating him, and then accidentally being left behind by him when the war suddenly and violently ends is a special kind of hell apparently reserved for one human omega Stiles Stilinski.

But Stiles is determined to find his mate again, because Derek left more than just Stiles in a war-ravaged and werewolf-hating country - and with danger at every turn and nothing but Derek’s gun and his own wits for protection, hell hath no fury like Stiles now.

Ear Biscuits with Rainn Wilson!

Our first guest for Ear Biscuits season 2 is … Rainn Wilson!

Soul Pancake Co-Founder and star of ‘The Office,’ Rainn Wilson, joins Rhett & Link this week to discuss how he prepared for his dramatic role on his new FOX show, 'Backstrom,’ his adolescent struggle with and current devotion to his Baha'i faith, and his personal collection of animals including a zonkey (donkey-zebra hybrid)named Derek.

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Danse Macabre

Part three of six

Part One Part Two Part Four Part Five Part Six

Universe: Big Dipper AU

Rating: PG-13

Pairings: None

Characters: Mabel Pines, Dipper Pines, Bill Cipher, Wendy Corduroy, Soos Ramirez, and Stan Pines.

Warnings: Gore, graphic depictions of violence, blood, psychological torture, death, violence towards children, self harm, graphic descriptions of corpses

Genre: Horror/thriller

Summary: Bill Cipher will take what he wants and no one, not even a fifteen year old kid, is going to stand in his way.

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Specializing with particular species in Zoos

I received a question recently about the differences of working with species or sections within zoos. I thought i would post a small bit of a break down on various departments in order for people to perhaps know what to expect when working with particular species

Things do differ from collection to collection but the basic ethos is there. This is for people keen to know the core realities of management of particular sections.

Aquatics, Herpetology and Invertebrates 

these three departments are seen as somewhat more scientific than say, a mammal department. You have species that require such specific controls in temperature, light, and general habitat condition that there is a lot numbers and behavior to be recorded. there is lots of cleaning of tanks and holding boxes to be done, aquatic experience is often required even in reptile and invert departments these days as siphoning water and looking after some fish and crustacean species often fall in these departments these days..You also maybe with dealing with animals with an incredibly short life spans when working with inverts, however with some reptile departments, say a Galapagos tortoise..you maybe working with some incredibly old animals too! 

However there is just a phenomenal amount of work in terms of conservation breeding and studies done in these areas that, due to the animals not being cuddly and furry sometimes go unheard of. The reason for this is sometimes the cost of working to save a captive colony of Partula snail for example, is far more cost effective then say, a group of Bonobo. (food costs per animal or group etc) Arguably they can achieve far  more conservation work and stay in budget.

Birds And Mammals 

Working with birds will differ slightly in terms of species, such as if you are working with animals such as vultures or with Penguins. This goes without saying - There is always lots of scrubbing to be done Birds poo a lot so lots of cleaning of floors and rock faces. Aquatic experience is also often desired especially with penguins. 

There is often opportunities to hand rear birds and Train and fly birds for shows for the public and public feeds . In some organisations the opportunities to re-release birds back to the wild. 

Mammals I will try and breakdown a little bit as it seems to be a popular area of work. 

Small Mammals 

from rats and mice to bats and loris and tamarins. It can often mean working in small often dark enclosures, where you may have to contort yourselves through ropes and Liliana! often you will be sharing the enclosures with the animals while you clean and feed. along with Lots of damping down enclosures with a hose to keep the Humidity up.

Preparing food for small mammals can be a chore. You often have to weigh fruit, vegetables and other feed such as pellet and seed mix very precisely. I always found it comical because sometimes their food dishes look like little salad bar servings! so it is very precise.

Elephants & Hoofstock

Full contact work with Elephants, going in with a herd and walking them is something which is very much dying out. Many reputable zoos are in the process of, or already have switched to Protective contact systems. In my opinion far too many keepers have been killed or seriously injured, and its not something that I deem is necessary to a herds well being. Most of the time it also means keepers have to discipline their elephants and again far too many times we hear stories in the press of elephants being abused. 

Working with Elephants you will be shoveling A LOT of heavy and large poo. the size of soccer balls. not to mention old browse, hay and bedding. It is really hard work so you must be willing to be fit, strong and healthy. 

There are opportunities to bottle feed young Elephants sometimes. 

I firmly believe that Elephants are probably some of the most dangerous animals that you can work with in a zoo, you must really have your wits about you. 

Care of Hoofstock is somewhat similar to elephants, you spend much time day to day shoveling and forking lots of bedding. Some would say its much like working on a farm. 

With both Elephants and hoof stock there are opportunities to train, for things like foot care of Okapi or zebra and such, and ear and trunk care in the case of elephants. 


Working with Primates is extremely Clinical. Be prepared for a heck of a lot of cleaning. Great apes especially can catch human disease and infection so there is a lot of scrubbing poo off floors, walls and climbing apparatus. It is of course extremely rewarding and your animals do give you a lot of interaction. Being close relatives it is a deep bond you make with your animals (that is not to say you do not with other species) but be prepared for some emotional times when animals are unwell or sadly pass away.. its not easy. Depending on where you work there is lots of opportunities to train animals also. Many good zoos will encourage a heavy amount of enrichment for their primates. 

Again the danger is always there. Apes and large monkeys especially will try and grab you. whether they mean to be aggressive or just playful they can do a lot of damage through protective mesh. safety and protocol is of utmost importance. Lock checking and a strict routines are in place such as accounting for all animals when going into an inside or outside animal area. in addition to ensure there is not a mistake made and an animal is able to escape. Primates  are smart enough to know what locks are for and are known to try and pull at them ! 


Working with large carnivores, Big cats and canines or bears is also fairly clinical. lots of scrubbing and blasting out animal areas with hoses! 

Its important to be aware of stereotyping from some carnivores can be particularly bad. they must have an enriched life in captivity. 

You will need to be comfortable with preparing large joints of meat and hanging them on poles and at heights within enclosures. Security is also important with carnivores very similar protocol will be in place when working with carnivores. When you have packs of dogs and wolves its important t head count all animals, and be able to keep an eye on all their health and well being. 

I’ve probably rambled somewhat off the subject in places but i hope it makes sense. I’ve obviously not covered all species or section areas but its a rough outline. If anyone has anything to add or an opinion to give let me know! 


Hey Taylor!!! it’s me Lee (in the flower crown) and this is my new friend Katy katterz77 (in the zebra ears) and we are going to be at your COLUMBUS SHOW ON 9/18!!! This is what we will be wearing so look for us because we will be in BSTAGE PIT all lit up! The tickets are my birthday present (my bday is 9/29) and I am driving 9 hours with my mom all the way from New York and Katy is driving alone from Michigan! We are sooooo so so excited to see you again and to be in bstage because neither of us have ever been that close. This will be my 3rd and final 1989 show and I can’t think of a better way to celebrate my birthday. We can’t wait to sing and dance all night with you. Love you so much and see you soon!

Ulysses (Flash Fiction)

story by ShaunWrites / art by Pati

Rex hoped his increasingly cloudly thoughts were a sign of brewing mental instability. He wanted that elusive type of artistic insanity that kids from the midwest like him dream about catching like a disease when they move to New York to write their first novels. 

If only he could find a way to feed this growing mental disease! But how? he thought. Maybe by reading Burroughs and drinking rye whiskey straight from the bottle. 

He stepped away from his computer desk and picked up his unread copy of Ulysses from the stack of books next to his bed. He turned to the first page. If only he didn’t hate reading so much. He closed the book. Whiskey-only for him tonight. 

His plan was to get drunk and write something so sharp that it would sever the page. Thankfully the phone rang: that would be a good excuse for why he didn’t end up writing anything tonight.

“Hey, I’m coming over.” Emmy said on the other line.

“What’s the special occasion?”

“Because you have my computer, and I need it back for work tomorrow.”

Rex’s usual ritual was to write freehand during the week and type things out during the weekend when he borrowed Emmy’s laptop. "I’ll bring it to you,“ Rex offered.

"No, I’m already on my way, don’t bother.”

Emmy showed up a half-hour later: no pleasantries, just business. “I’d be okay with you borrowing my computer if you ever remembered to return it. But no, every week I have to go out of my way to come over here to pick it up.”

Actually, that was Rex’s plan. Rex couldn't convince her to come over any other way anymore. “I’m really sorry I keep forgetting. You won’t need to come over again,” he said.

“Whatever.” She pointed to his desk. “Can I get the computer?" 

He handed it to her. She took it, sat on the floor with her back propped against the corner and checked her email fuming in silence.

He watched her out of the corner of his eye. He loved the sexy way she scrolled through websites. And oh, how the blue glow from the monitor reflected in her zebra-stripe framed glasses. And oh, how his fluorescent lights reflected off her tortoise-shell water-droplet shaped earrings. 

And fuck! She wore a pearl necklace. As part of her regular wardrobe, too. And it wasn’t even just for special occasions – she could be cleaning a drain, and she’d still be wearing it.

She looked up at him while her browser was loading and saw him staring longingly at her. "Don’t let me stop you from doing whatever you do around this time.”

So Rex picked up his copy of Ulysses and turned to the front page again. “You ever read Ulysses?”

“No.” She went back to reading her email.

“You should. It’s a good book.”

“Oh?” She clicked her trackpad to close a browser window. “What’s it about?”

Rex hesitated. “I don’t know.” He hadn’t read it. And it was only then that he just realized he hadn’t even taken the time to read the summary on the back of the book jacket.

“Oh.” She sat back and got through her emails. Finally, she powered down her computer and got up. “I gotta go.”

“Can I get the computer back on next Friday? I need it to write.”

“We’ll see.”

Emmy wasn’t back that Friday, so Rex couldn’t type up his stories. It gave him less time to write but more time for his drugs. 

He bought a couple sheets of Hypno-Paper from his dispensary. The way it worked was that they loaded it with enough hallucinogens that it made any words you wrote on it feel as real as real life.

So when Emmy never came back with the computer, he wrote her back into his life. On the hypno-paper, he described her sitting there on the floor in the corner like she always did, checking her weekend emails, looking adorable with her tear drop earrings and zebra-stripe glasses.

And God, she was so real. When he described her pearl necklace on the hypno-paper, it sparkled into real life.

“Emmy? I uh –” He hesitated wondering what would be the first thing he said to her. “I don’t know if you happened to read any of the drafts of the novels I was working on that I left on your computer. Don’t worry. If you did, I’m not angry. They weren’t private. I expected you might get curious and take a look. I just wanted to know… if you did read them, what’d you think?" He looked longingly at his hallucination of Emmy sitting on the floor in the corner and waited for her answer. 

No response.

That’s when he realized he needed to put the words in her mouth. But shit! He had no idea what she’d say. How would she actually respond to a question like that? 

Yeah, he knew that with all the drugs in the hypno-paper running through his brain, he was just talking to his corner: plaster wall, brown carpet, spider webs, wooden baseboard. But that real world was on hold. Right now, he needed to invent the words that she would say back to him. He wrote them on the paper:

"I did read some of them. Oh my god! Like, how’d you know I would?” she told him.

“I know how curious you are.” Rex said back to the hallucination.

“Ok, you caught me red-handed. I read all of them.”

“And what did you think?” He scribbled a response for her on the hypno-paper.

“I really, really loved them.”

Then, Rex described in detail how she would coyly smile at him. And she did.

Real Emmy did come back on a Tuesday evening, unannounced. She’d barged in, started organizing Rex’s stuff and stuffing his piles of trash into the garbage bags she brought. It was totally random. And the whole time she was there, she was berating him about having no future. What the fuck caused this?

“I don’t want you to come over here anymore if you’re just going to be mean to me.” Rex said watching Emmy separate his still fresh food from his half-eaten trash.

“If telling you the truth is being mean to you, then I really don’t want to be here either. You need to get a job that will pay your bills or you’re gonna die here. That’s it.” She shook her black trash bag filled with his empty bags of chips.

“Why are you being mean to me?”

“You understand that I’m the only person who’s nice to you, right?”

“Stop being mean to me. You just keep saying mean things.”

“You don’t go outside and meet people. How do you think writers get published? It’s not what they write. They just know a lot of the right people. Stop thinking your stuff is something so special that a million other people couldn’t write it.”

Rex heard himself squeal: “You don’t know anything about what I write!”

“Oh, you really want to go there? You think I didn’t read some of the stuff that you left on my computer?”

He felt his expression sink: in complete fucking terror about whatever she was going to say next.

“It’s like you left the files open every time you returned my computer purposely because you wanted me to read them.”

Increasing fear. Rex waited for her to tell him what she thought.

“So since we’re talking about it right now, I wanna let you know that I don’t want you to write about me anymore.”

“I don’t write about you.”

“What about the girl who sleeps on the floor in the corner of the main character’s tiny apartment. And then her mom dies, so now she lives somewhere else. Oh, and she comes to visit every week… How is that not about me?” She dropped the trash bag on the floor “All of it is just details from when we lived together. If you’re gonna do that, at least don’t make sound like some fantasy. I don’t talk like that girl.”

“It’s not you. I don’t write about you.”

"I showed it to three different people, and they all instantly knew it was about me.”

“You showed it other people?

"A. You wrote it on my laptop that I let you borrow. B. You always leave the documents open. It’s not like it’s a secret that you wanted me to read them. C. You wrote about me without my permission. I think that’s enough to show it to other people. What if it gets published one day?”

“Why’d you show it to someone else?…”

“I just told you.”

“…It wasn’t finished!” He clenched his fists. "Most of those are like first drafts. They’re months old. They don’t even have any of the corrections in there.“

"They weren’t reading it to critique you. I just wanted to see if I was being weird and reading too much into it or if they actually thought it was about me. And they proved it.”

“When I let you stay here, I thought you were my friend.”

She kicked the trash bag. He was gonna get it now. She screwed up her face about to start yelling. And then suddenly she didn’t. She didn’t look angry at all, and that was so much worse.

“I’m still enough of your friend to see when you need help… I was in the City for six  months – in a really bad time in my life – sleeping on your floor in the corner, and my life is still way more put together than yours. And you’ve been here for over a year.” She crossed her arms and composed herself. “And a few days ago I realized that I got out of this hell and you haven’t because you’re like a wounded dog. And you being like this  didn’t bother me when I was like you… when I didn’t have any friends, and with everything happening with my mom… and I was broke. But now… whatever.” She sighed “Maybe you should go back to Minnesota and live with your parents again. At least you’ll save money. You’re not really getting anything out of being in New York since you never go outside anymore anyway.”

“Is there anything else you think I need to hear?”

“I know you’re mad. But how do you think it makes feel when you describe me in your stories like some ungrateful cunt? You know I’m not like that at all. And if I was like that while I was staying here and all my shit was happening, I’m sorry.” She put her hands together like she was praying. “I wouldn’t be letting you borrow my stuff all the time, and clean up your place, and throw out your trash to make it presentable if I didn’t appreciate everything you did for me.”

Rex couldn’t look her in the eyes.

“But I’m not going to come over here anymore until you promise me you’ll go outside and start actually living. Next time I come over, we’re going somewhere. And you can remember how good it feels to be normal. And stop writing about me so much. Okay?”

Rex sat back down at his desk without looking at her.

"Call me if you wanna do something, okay? I can introduce you to a friend of mine who’s a book agent.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked without turning around.


“Do you have a boyfriend now?”

“I don’t think of you like that. We’ve talked about this.”

“I’m not asking if you’re into me. I’m asking if you have a boyfriend.”

“I guess I’ve been kinda seeing someone.”

“Spend time with him then. Don’t worry about me.”

“Alright, I’m leaving now.”

Real Emmy never came back with the computer that next Friday or the Friday after that. 

So Rex re-upped his supply of hypno-paper at the dispensary. And as the weeks went on, he wrote about Emmy coming over every night. 

Rex and his hallucination of Emmy sat on the foot of his bed. “Don’t you ever get sick of coming over here?” he asked her and then he scribbled down her response.

“Never! You’re so fun to be around.”

Rex described the way she’d scoot closer to him and slide her arms around his waist to comfort him, and she did.

She leaned over, “Don’t you remember what I told you the day I moved out?” she asked. “You’re the only person I’ve ever been able to really trust.”

He pushed away from her. “It’s just that, I’m cooped up here all day everyday. I want to be able take you somewhere special.” Then, he wrote her response:

“I know you can’t afford to go out and take me places. I’ve told you before, I’m alright with that. You don’t have take me anywhere special impress me. I like just staying here with you.”

“But where does this life end? What if I never actually make it?”

“I’ll always be here.” She clasped her hand in his because he wrote that she would. “And I’ll read everything you write. Someone as talented as you is going to make it, okay? It just takes time.”

“I’m afraid –” He thought about it for a second. “I’m afraid, that when I die, I’ll never mean anything to anyone. And if you weren’t here, I’d just be invisible.”

He considered having her respond, but realized he had more to say. He wrote that she just looked deep into his eyes and said nothing.

“I just love you so much…” he said, as he described on the hypno-paper how the four walls of his apartment would fall down revealing a picture-postcard view on top of the Brooklyn Bridge. Just as he put the period on the sentence, the walls crumbled around them. The two of them were sharing a blanket on top of the Bridge, at sunset, staring out at the Manhattan skyline. “…I want to take you everywhere in the world with me.”

He wanted to make this absolutely perfect, so he made her interject: “But I can’t. I have a job. And a new apartment. And new friends now. I can’t just –”

He held her tight to calm her down. “No, don’t speak. Shhhh… Just enjoy the sunset.”

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anonymous asked:

what are the top 10 best stiles/derek fics in ur opinion?

I’ll give you the ones that I really like and would re-read over and over again. It’s the same, kind of.

1. try to swim and stay afloat

“‘M tired,” Stiles whines. “Derek if I just -“

“No,” Derek says. And he says it so simply; it’s not mean or meant to hurt Stiles, it’s just his honest answer. Stiles chokes on a sob. He’s so tired, and all he wants is just one. One shot. He knows he’ll feel better, and he hates Derek for saying no.

2. A Simple Life - sequel

Derek plans to spend the rest of his life holed up in the woods after Laura dies. Then he meets a stubborn young fox, and the stubborn young fox meets an urn of Deaton’s magic powder, and his plans change.

3. Never Cage A Rabid Wolf 

Stiles is sent to prison, and guess who his cellmate is?

 The judge’s gavel hit the desk, and Stiles wanted to laugh because he had seen that happen and heard the echoing sound in movies all the time but never dreamed that he would hear it like this, for this reason.

4. waiting for you to say it first

Four months.

Four months they’ve managed to avoid one another. Stiles quit going to pack meetings. He quit doing research unless Scott really, really begged him to. He avoided driving the road that led out to the turnoff to the Hale house, he avoided going to all the spots where Derek might possibly be. Four months, and now, here they are, standing in the Minit Mart, Stiles thinks, staring down at the grimy tiles. He can hear the catch of Derek’s breath, and he closes his eyes and breathes deep.

5. Hello, Heartbreaker

It’s a popular joke among Alphas: fuck an Omega, get heartbreak on your hands. Omegas are fragile little emotional things, needy and whiny. Stilesrefuses to become that, or to believe that he’s anything like that.

Stiles and Derek have been fuckbuddies for a while when Derek loses his memories of the past three years - and them - in an accident. (Also - everyone’s a werewolf, and everyone’s alive.)

6. Lock All The Doors Behind You

He has no idea what you’re supposed to say when you find one of your…werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they’re about to see what your insides taste like. There’s no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.

7. Once Upon A Baby

When Isaac comes home with Stiles who has been turned into a toddler, Derek takes care of him while trying to understand what happened to his mate.

8. Stay

He leaves because the press of Derek’s lips and the sting of his teeth against Stiles’ neck are still burning his skin, and he can’t stop touching them, but then he remembers Derek telling him he’s not pack, he never was, and that he doesn’t belong here.

He leaves because Lydia asks him too, but he doesn’t go back to Beacon Hills because no one asked him to come back.

9. animal skins

The first time Stiles dresses Caleb up in a ridiculous outfit Derek thinks it’s a joke. He comes home from work one day and is greeted by the sight of their newborn pup in a zebra onesie complete with ears and a tail.

10. Actual Puppy Derek Hale

Derek didn’t know what was worse: the hunters, being trapped as a wolf, being hit by a car, or the fact that he had somehow become some kid’s pet dog for the unforeseeable future.

Event: Cont.


Abby shuddered and gulped.

“I’m n…not gonna give her back.”

She was nudged and turned to see the zebra, whom ears were back. It snorted indignantly and reared a little, causing her to step back in panic.


The zebra turned to the Boogeyman and whinnied, before cantering off. Abby watched the zebra run off, before turning back to the Nightmare King.

“I won’t give my freedom up without a fight.” Abby stated, voice firm, albeit slightly shaky.