trilliath:

#like the cat is stiles’s familiar  #and derek is sneaking out of bed  #after this crazy night with this witch he just met  #and he doesn’t know how to stay  #and stiles is out like a light because he wasted a lot of magic showing off for derek  #totally not a waste thank you very much  #and so he doesn’t stir when derek leaves  #but the cat can feel how derek’s presence  #changed stiles  #and so she follows Derek when he leaves  #sneaks into his car  #and into his house  #and then eventually derek realizes he has a cat in his house  #a cat he recognizes  #and he has to man up and go back to that witch’s house  #because that’s just the right thing to do  #even though he really likes this cat  #and how she falls asleep on his chest  #it just feels right  #so he  #puts it off  #because he doesn’t want to have his excuse to go see stiles leave  #but eventually  #stiles traces his familiar’s energy  #and finds his way to derek’s hideaway  #and retrieves his cat  #a little indignant that he has to face this guy  #this guy who rejected him  #though he’s glad he kept her safe #and the cat just sighs  #because they are DUMB  #and clearly should be together  #so when Stiles takes her home  #All petulant and pining  #she just sneaks out again  #and goes back to Derek’s  #again and again  #because CLEARLY they are dumb    

benaya-trash:

Royalty Au!

The son of a local blacksmith and the heir to the throne falling in love under the stars deep in the forest, where no man wanders and no status matters. when the young man smiles the moon pales in comparison and when the black smith laughs the air stills, time passes and the two are torn apart by fate and responsibilities. years pass by and the blacksmith comes back with a crown and a land that belonged once to his ancestors, and the prince have waited knowing that one day they will be together.


I see you, here in the darkness
Blinding light right where your heart is
If you’re ready, heart is open
I’ll be waiting
Come find me    

(x)

celestialvoid-fanfiction:

celestialvoid-fanfiction:

celestialvoid-fanfiction:

Sterek Detroit: Become Human AU: Stiles is a socially awkward android specialised in investigation and negotiations. He is assigned to work with the android-hating lieutenant, Derek Hale, and together they investigate crime scenes, gruesome murders and track down deviant androids.

Derek is appalled by androids and tries to blame Stiles for everything, but the longer they work together the more he realises that Stiles is almost human; maybe it’s an error in his coding, maybe he’s different from the other androids. Slowly, he and Stiles grow closer.

Stiles tries to get to know Derek more, picking up on clues like the basketball jersey pinned to his desk, the anti-android slogans around his computer, and the dog hairs on his coat.

Stiles gets curious enough to ask. He says, “I like dogs, What is your dog’s name?”

Derek hesitates to tell him, reluctantly telling him his dog is called Sumo.

Stiles asks if Sumo is a good dog, but when Derek answers Stiles says, “It was a rhetorical question, Lieutenant; all dogs are good dogs.”

Derek glare at him, muttering under his breath, “That’s fucking great, the android thinks he’s funny.”

@loveyprophet: Derek considers Stiles to be a ‘dud’ android; he’s physically small, clumsy and licks evidence, but the truth is Stiles has a state-of-the-art processor and a complex matrix for memory storage, making him the most intelligent and efficient crime solving model Cyber Life has put out.

Derek changes his mind though, when one day he ad Stiles are running through the rain to catch a fleeing deviant. Unfortunately they fain becasue Stiles chose to save Derek from falling off a building instead of catching the deviant. 

When they return to the station, Stiles takes off his jacket becasue the wet fabric is impeding his movements, gracing the whole station with the glorious sight that is his wet shirt clinging to his surprisingly muscular form.

Everyone in the station is shocked – including Derek – but Derek snaps back to reality, grabbing his leather jacket and tossing it over Stiles, worried about his partner and shielding him from the leering gazes of the other officers.

Stiles looks at him, perplexed, “Lieutenant?” Why are you making me put on your jacket?”

“Because you look cold, Stiles,” Derek answers, trying to crush it off.

This only makes Stiles more confused. “But
androids don’t feel cold, Lieutenant.” 

“Just shut up and put the jacket on.”

Bu that only makes things worse, becasue damn Stiles looks good in his jacket.