halffizzbin:

azul-bleu:

So I read halffizzbin’s post and this happened. I do not even know. 

Stiles groans and lets his forehead hit the table a few times to work out his frustration. Scott pats him on the shoulder idly as he scans the list of candidates.

'We've still got one more, dude. You never know, he could be great!'

'You've said that about every candidate so far,' Isaac says, sprawled more attractively than should be possible on a plastic folding chair. Stiles hates him sometimes. Most times. Always. Ugh.

He turns back to Scott and fixes him with some grade-A uncut Stilinski Bitchface. ‘Let’s review. So far, we have a bad whiteboy wannabe breakdancer, the most rhythmically challenged freshman in existence, a fucking ballet dancer, and Greenburg. Lydia is going to kill me.’

Danny looks up from his phone for the first time in forty minutes. ‘The ballet dancer was hot.’

Boyd rolls his eyes. ‘The fuck-me eyes you were giving him didn’t give that away at all. Oh, wait.’

‘Guys!’ Stiles snaps. ‘Can we focus on my impending death by redhead Cheer Captain here?’

Scott hums, fiddling with his pen and trying to look optimistic. He’s failing, but by god he’s trying. ‘Lydia can’t get mad at you for the fact that the candidates suck.’

'Ha! Ha ha. Oh Scott. You are so wrong. She can and will, if we don’t find a replacement that can learn our routine by regionals. You know what beating Jennifer Blake means to her.’

Stiles’s head is full of visions of the screaming fit that will ensue when he reports back to Lydia empty handed whenl the next candidate wanders into the gym. Saunters, really. If a gait could be classified as sullen, this would be. The guy is wearing a henley and jeans, for crying out loud, and apparently has a grudge against any colour not in the spectrum of greys.

Stiles’s judgmental once over is brought to a screeching halt when he reaches the guy’s face. Holy. Jesus. The guy looks like he’d rather be having an enema than be here, but Stiles never knew constipated fury could look so damn hot.

Danny shifts in his chair, perking up, and even Isaac and Boyd look intrigued. Scott’s enthusiasm levels are unchanged being as they are permanently at ‘I believe in you and I just knowyou won’t disappoint me’. 

‘Derek Hale?’ Scott asks, and Stiles knows which name he’ll be biting into his pillow come bedtime. Heh. Come.

Derek just nods and thrusts an application form at Boyd’s face.

‘Great!’ Stiles says. ‘That’s awesome, really, super duper-’ God just kill him now ‘-uh, welcome to Beacon Hills, man.’

Isaac saves him from completely eradicating what was left of his dignity by interrupting to say, ‘We need to see a standing back tuck. It’s standard procedure.’

Derek doesn’t even nod, just pulls his keys and wallet out of his pocket and steps back from the table. He executes the jump perfectly, though the look on his face is more ‘kill me now’  than the whole ‘hamsters on meth’ that Lydia demands from her squad.

Stiles glances around at his teammates and turns back to Derek. ‘Okay, great. Let’s try a cheer now, I’ve got a golden oldie circa ‘98 - awesome, oh wow! LiketotallyfreakmeoutImeanrighton! Cyclones sure are number one!’

Derek’s frown deepens before the creepiest, fakest, most unnatural smile Stiles has ever seen in his nightmares spreads over that handsome face. Derek jerks his neck and arms in what on anyone else would be jaunty and belts out the worst cheer in the history of cheers.

‘I transferred from New York City, your school has no gymnastics team, this is a last resort!’

Stiles needs a moment to process this, because bunny teeth.



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sinyhale:

sterek meme: sterek au: anne of green gables (3/10)

Kindred Spirits by Stoney

The Sheriff had gone inside first, leaving Stiles with the responsibility of hitching up their horse and buggy outside the store. Stiles was triple-checking his work when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He felt a chill prickle down his spine when he sensed a large boy – or was it a man? – walking behind him, walking too slowly to just be passing by.

Stiles whirled around to come face-to-face with a very handsome boy who seemed a few years older than Stiles. He was undeniably manly with a broad chest, thickly muscled shoulders, and an air of strength about him for all that he had a fine, tapered waist. He was down to shirtsleeves rolled up at the elbow, and Stiles all but gulped at the flexing tendons in the young man’s forearms as he hoisted a heavy bag of grain higher up onto his shoulder. He had glossy, almost unruly black hair that somehow looked soft to the touch and the most piercing green eyes Stiles had ever seen. He was also scowling right at Stiles.

Stiles swallowed his nerves and gave what he hoped looked like a friendly wave. The young man gave Stiles a thorough once over – so thorough that Stiles’ heart ratcheted up and his palms began to sweat because he couldn’t understand what that could mean, that heated, questioning look from a stranger.

The young man held his gaze for a long moment – long enough that Stiles felt struck queer and tingly all over from its intensity – before he nodded his chin and stalked off, not making eye contact with any of the men or women he passed.

Before Stiles could catch his breath and try to understand just what that was all about, especially why it seemed to have affected him so, the Sheriff poked his head out of the store’s door. “I think if you tie that horse up any tighter, it’ll take that Houdini fellow to come let Roscoe go. Now get in here and pick out some shoes, would you?”

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ragnaroked:

  • found their phone number in a library book au
  • hitchhiker ride au
  • met through online rpg au
  • disneyworld cosplayers au
  • accidentally taking each other’s bags au
  • camp councelors au
  • antiques shop au
  • called the wrong number while drunk au
  • sex shop au
  • found your their dog au
  • crashed the their car au
  • yoga class au
  • public demonstration au
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howlnatural:

Derek Hale literally leaving to run errands and buy Halloween candy for children. 

Because I took a nap and now I’m awake and it’s like 3am and I saw this

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"…That’s why I choose L’Oreal MenExpert. Because the only thing that should look vintage and worn… is my jacket."

"Stiles. Stiles." Scott throws a glance over his shoulder. "Is he kidding me with this? Stiles!

The spoon drops into the milk with a clang, the front of his shirt pretty much ruined. So it’s either smelling like sour dairy for the night or wearing the only clean one he has left with the basketball-playing sheep. Stiles scowls. “What the fuck, Scott?”

"You weren’t listening!" Scott explains, and it almost sounds apologetic. Almost, if not for the vague hint of amusement dancing in his bro’s eyes.

"Nah," Isaac calls from the doorway, where he’s leaning. Isaac leans, because he likes to pretend he’s too good for standing upright, or something. Which is bullshit, because Isaac isn’t too good for anything, and Stiles remembers that period in junior high when he straightened his hair. “He was just ogling Derek.”

"Don’t you have somewhere else to be unusually tall and not funny?" Stiles asks, holding the cotton away from his chest, but then he freezes, cocking his head. "Wait, who?"

Even Scott frowns back at that one. “Derek,” he says, like it’s obvious.

Stiles sets the bowl distractedly on the coffee table and mutes the TV. It doesn’t matter, his Imaginary L’Oreal Boyfriend’s commercial is only repeated once an hour, or so he’s noticed.

"Who’s Derek?" he asks with genuine confusion.

"The commercial guy," Isaac informs, gesturing at the screen like it’s obvious. "Doesn’t shave and looks like he just remembered something upsetting yet important all the time. Derek Hale?"

"As in…"

"As in brother of Cora Hale?"

"Boyd and Erica’s roommate?" Scott says, in a Stiles-you-know-this kind of way, which is rude, because he decidedly did not know any of this and there’s been a conspiracy to keep it from him.

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Derek/Stiles Clickable Bookshelf Banner [x]
Recs: A small selection of Sterek fics that got me hooked into this fandom. 
To Have Outlived the Night by Stillane [R]
By and By series by 1001cranes [NC-17]
Lock All The Doors Behind You by entanglednow [R]
Integral to Survival by asocialfauxpas [R]
The View From My Window by primroseshows [NC-17]
Tricksters Make This World by wldnst [PG-13]
9/10ths of the Law by tsukinofaerii [PG-13]
go home, or make a home by lady_ragnell [PG-13]
Crash Landers by gyzym [PG-13]
You are the Moon by skoosiepants [PG-13]
Hide Of A Life War by Etharei [NC-17]
Open the Door by Renay [PG-13]
Darling It Is No Joke by thehoyden [NC-17]
Spark, Smolder, Catch by qthelights [NC-17]
when the highway takes me by paxlux [R]
DILF by twentysomething [NC-17]
Cupboard Love by mklutz [G]
Muérdago by starbolin [NC-17]

Derek/Stiles Clickable Bookshelf Banner [x]

Recs: A small selection of Sterek fics that got me hooked into this fandom. 

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theofficialstereklibrary:

Top 25 Sterek Fanfiction
↳By Any Other Name by entanglednow - Oneshot | 33090 | NC-17
He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

“I think you are,” Derek says grudgingly.
“What?” Stiles stops trying to decide if he likes his ears and looks at him.
“My - ” Derek stops and pulls a face. “I think we’re together.” He shakes his head, as if whatever he’s feeling is hard to explain. “You feel almost familiar, everything else - the idea of anyone else coming close to me is - it makes me want to break something. You, you’re non-threatening, you’re like a vibration under the skin, all tones of motion and enthusiasm, and you’re - good.” The frown slips away, as if he’d found the word he was struggling for.
Good? Stiles supposes he can live with that.
“So does that mean you - do you find me attractive?” He can’t believe he actually asked that, once it’s out. But he does genuinely want to know. He’s trying to piece together what the hell is going on, and if they’re together then Derek must at least find him a little attractive, right? Also, it’ll be a huge ego boost if the answer’s yes.
Derek throws him a pointed look.
“I did, before I knew you were underage.”

theofficialstereklibrary:

Top 25 Sterek Fanfiction

By Any Other Name by  - Oneshot | 33090 | NC-17

He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

“I think you are,” Derek says grudgingly.

“What?” Stiles stops trying to decide if he likes his ears and looks at him.

“My - ” Derek stops and pulls a face. “I think we’re together.” He shakes his head, as if whatever he’s feeling is hard to explain. “You feel almost familiar, everything else - the idea of anyone else coming close to me is - it makes me want to break something. You, you’re non-threatening, you’re like a vibration under the skin, all tones of motion and enthusiasm, and you’re - good.” The frown slips away, as if he’d found the word he was struggling for.

Good? Stiles supposes he can live with that.

“So does that mean you - do you find me attractive?” He can’t believe he actually asked that, once it’s out. But he does genuinely want to know. He’s trying to piece together what the hell is going on, and if they’re together then Derek must at least find him a little attractive, right? Also, it’ll be a huge ego boost if the answer’s yes.

Derek throws him a pointed look.

“I did, before I knew you were underage.”

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holywatered:

when you think about it fanfiction is actually amazing

there are thousands of brilliantly written novel-length stories kids wrote from their own brains about characters and shows/books/movies they love all twined into the internet and other kids read these 50k+ stories in their own time and invest themselves in it

nobody’s being paid to write it and nobody’s being told to read it, people do it because they legitimately enjoy it

that is just kind of amazing

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Tips for Fanfic Writers:

piracyandgenocide:

amortaldothapproach:

  • Calling people by their names is okay and it doesn’t get old. Please don’t constantly say things like “the genius” or “the shorter man”.
  • Insinuate means to hint, or suggest (like the way that Mycroft lets you know that they will never find your body if you do not comply with his wishes). It is not something that you do physically. One can not insinuate their hand into someone’s pants, as vocabulary does not work that way.
  • Use that word correctly or I swear on all that is good in this world that I will smite you.
  • Related to the first bullet point, you needn’t resort to using bad euphemisms for genitalia. It just distracts one from the porn, and there is nothing wrong with using the word cock. (That is, unless said character hasn’t a cock. Then you’d have to find another word, of course.)
  • FORMAT. Please, please format in a way that is easy to read. If you don’t know how to format, look at the most liked stories and copy. You don’t know how many times I’ve stopped reading because it just wasn’t worth muddling through the formatting fails.

That’s all I can think of right now. Feel free to add anything I’ve missed.

  • lube
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Men Don't Work Like That: 10 Things M/M Writers Are Doing Wrong

dirkstriderschoicebooty:

A lot of ero writers these days are young, and therefore virgins.  It’s difficult to write about something you don’t have personal experience with (that’s why none of my characters are smokers, for example).  As such, a lot of the same errors keep cropping up in a lot of m/m fic, transcending fandoms, and all across the world.  So, for your information, here is something you may find helpful:

Ten Facts about Anal Sex and Penises, Presented by a Dude Who Has Had Sex:

  1. Before you write, research your setting and learn medical facts about the demographic.  For example: 70% of men in the US are circumcised, regardless of religion.  And getting cut doesn’t leave a scar; it just creates something called a flayed discoloration.  This would not be anything fascinating to an American man because it’s the norm.  If anything, they would be fascinated by an uncut one.  Most American men have never seen a foreskin.
  2. Men do not require lubricant to jack off, even if they are circumcised.  Dry masturbation is not painful.  The purpose of lotion is to simulate a vagina, not to alleviate pain.  This is because the skin is not being rubbed; it is being pushed.  Try to jack off your arm and apply just enough pressure to slide the skin over the muscle, and note how it doesn’t hurt at all.
  3. Men get boners ridiculously fast and for absolutely no reason.  It may seem like a sexist exaggeration that simply looking at a boob would make a dude pop a boner, or that wearing dress slacks would do it, but it’s not.  The story about sporting a surprise spear in math class is so true, men can’t even find it funny.  Think of it as the male equivalent of getting your period in class; it’s that real and possible.  So stop writing men taking forever to get hard, or getting embarrassed when they get hard quickly.  They grew up with their hyperactive genitalia, they’re used to it, they don’t care.
  4. Do not confuse a chubby with a half-hard dick.  A chubby looks flaccid, but is swollen; it is a dick on the path to getting hard, and this is a transitory state in constant motion.  Chubbies do not leak precum; halfies do.  A “half-hard dick” is kind of a misnomer, because it has fully erected, but is not on the edge of ejaculating.  It does not look half-hard; they are not floppy.  Stop confusing these states of bonerism.
  5. The size of a flaccid dick has nothing to do with its size when erect.  Some are like Slinkies: one moment it fits in a Pez dispenser; the next you can stretch it down the block.  Others are the same size whether hard or soft.  You cannot tell if a man is a grower or a shower just by looking at a softie.
  6. If a man needs to ejaculate and is denied, the urge doesn’t just slowly ebb away.  The nuts expect to release, and when they don’t, they start screaming.  Orgasm denial is painful.  It’s an ache in the balls similar to getting kicked.  That’s what “blue balls” is. When a man’s dick is fully hard and leaking precum, he has toejaculate, or it is going to hurt.  Dudes aren’t like chicks; they can’t fuck some and then stop without release if their partner cums first.
  7. Dudes aren’t like chicks.  Therefore: The ass does not work like the vagina.  The rectum does not produce its own lubricant and will not “get easier” with continued motion; it actually gets drier because the rectal walls absorb lube.  The anus has much higher elasticity than the vagina and snaps back into place almost instantly (you don’t leak farts and butt juice for hours after a poop, do you?).
  8. Many women can fuck straight through an orgasm and cum multiple times in one round.  Men cannot marathon orgasms like that.  When a man ejaculates, he is done and goes flaccid.  In the second round, orgasm takes significantly longer to reach.  Stop writing dudes ejaculating twice in one round of sex.
  9. The Ass Doesn’t Work Like The Vagina Part 2: The rectum is largely devoid of stimulation.  You don’t feel every groove and inch of your poop as it moves, do you?  The stimulation comes from the anus and the prostate, not the rectal walls.  If the sex is bareback, the catcher will almost certainly not feel the ejaculate of the pitcher.  If the pitcher’s dong is really long, it will reach a point where the catcher feels like their entire belly is full of dick, the way you feel bloated when you have a big poop.
  10. You have to be really, really turned on for anal sex to work.  The anus is not one o-ring, but two, spaced about half an inch apart, and the inner o-ring is involuntary; it is always clenched unless you are about to poop (that is why farts make noise).  The only way that inner ring relaxes is if a flux of hormones makes your lower abdominal muscles relax; in other words, you have to be so turned on your ass forgets to stay shut.  This is why undrugged anal rape is so difficult.  Consensual, heat-of-the-moment anal sex is not painful at all.
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Ultimate Writing Resource List

thelastrplord:

a massively extended version of ruthlesscalculus’ post

General Tips

Character Development

Female Characters

Male Characters

Tips for Specific Characters

Dialogue

Point of View

Plot, Conflict, Structure and Outline

Setting & Worldbuilding

Creativity Boosters* denotes prompts

Revision & Grammar

Tools & Software

Specific Help

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PODFIC - how have i not discovered these earlier?!?!?!?! 80k word sterek fic… oh hello 8 hours of work

    avengers    the amazing spiderman    fic rec    fan fiction    bruce banner    peter parker

Fic Rec: I couldn’t ship it first, but then I read this

We Might Be Radioactive by

Pairing: Bruce Banner/Peter Parker
Warnings: Underage
Words: 48,720 | 9 Chapters
Summary: Peter misses his chance at saving the world alongside the Avengers, but he’s not out. When he scales Stark Tower hoping to meet Tony (and possibly secure a seat on the team) he instead meets Bruce, who has taken up a temporary residence while he continues his Hulk research. The two bond over science-y things, but between Bruce’s dry spell, Peter’s teen hormones, and the secret identities they’re still coming to grips with themselves, it doesn’t take long for things to get complicated.

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  • Friend: Oh my god I read a book once that had a sex scene in it was so weird.
  • Friend: Have you ever read anything like that?
  • Me:
  • Friend:
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  • Friend:
  • Me: No ew that's gross what sort of disgusting human being do you think I am how dare you accuse me of such a thing.