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Just so people know my usual blog is @hiseyebrowsaregone and the first blog I made on this account was made into the alt account @eyebrowsaregonealt so i've Probably followed you back and you don't realise.

Also I will absolutely forget to switch accounts at some point so I'll probably end up reposting stuff that I accidentally posted on that account abt DC

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Stiles: "You smell like leather, aggression, and bad decisions." Derek: "And you smell like sugar, anxiety, and the need to shut up." Stiles: "Wow, that’s poetic. Put that in my eulogy after you inevitably get me killed." Derek: "Gladly."

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*derek and stiles arguing*

derek:we can finish this later i need to shower

stiles:give me one moment

derek:where are you going?

derek:..why are you taking a chair into the bathroom?!

stiles:WE ARE FINISHING THIS NOW!

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Ao3 does not need an algorithm, you're just lazy

Ao3 does not need a 1-5 star rating system, you just want to bring down authors writing for FREE

Ao3 does not need automatic censorship, it is an archive, therefore anything can be posted

Writing or reading about something illegal does not mean the author nor the reader condones it, if that were true, you could never read a story involving anything negative

Purity culture is ruining fan culture and you all are fucking annoying

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They look like little big planet characters-

a little bonus 🐢👽 for this

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Derek: You had me at brown eyes.

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Hell I've found myself clicking on Fics that have no summary because the Tags sum it up pretty well, the tags will say something like [ship] [what type of AU] [mentions character being a little shit] and some other things. As long as either the summary or tags include everything people will most likely click on it.

super simple low-effort ao3 summary methods that are 1000% better and 1000% less annoying than just saying you suck at summaries:

copypaste the first few lines of the fic. u already wrote 'em. let 'em be their own damn hook

if ur feeling fancy & don't mind showing ur hand a bit, copypaste the first few lines of the fic that u feel are esp. Important or Interesting - the ones where u first start getting into the real meat of things

state the main tropes! theyre probably already in ur tags - just say them again - maybe as a full sentence if ur feelin fancy. or with a joke if ur feelin Extra fancy

ask a question. pose a hypothetical. eg what happens if u take [character] and put them in [situation]?

make an equation. [character] + [thing] = [outcome]

just write like a one-sentence summary of what the fuck is going down. just one (1) sentence. doesnt matter if it doesn't cover every important aspect. or if it sounds bland. any summary sentence is gonna be miles better than "idk i suck at summaries"

just...explain the fic like u would to a friend? it doesnt have to be a polished back of the book blurb. it can just be "[pairing] coffee shop au, but like, still with murder, and also i made everyone trans. enjoy"

just stick a meme in there

honestly who cares

just put literally anything but a self deprecating comment in there & ur golden

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What did we do to deserve Bill Nye

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are you five nights at fucking kidding me

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animals are quite funny.. you show them a Thing and theyre like "ok i will Sniff this"..

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Stiles’ milkshake brings all wolves to the yard..

Sorry for this mess, I haven’t Sterek’ed in a while. @o@

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Stiles and Derek getting together pretty casually. They don’t really talk about it. Nothing really changes other than them continuing to sleep together after that first time. 

They’re definitely dating, Stiles is confident in that, but he’s still uncertain how Derek feels about him. He doesn’t want to be the “so where is this going?” guy. Especially not when right now everything feels as close to perfect as Stiles has ever experienced it. 

At least three times a week Stiles gets to wake up next to Derek in bed. When Stiles threads his fingers through Derek’s whenever they’re close enough together to touch, Derek lets him, squeezes Stiles’ hand softly in his own.

Derek remembers his ridiculously unnecessarily complicated coffee order from the one place in town that Stiles says gets it right. Everywhere else he takes it black but that place is special.

The first time Derek brings Stiles a coffee with no reason other than Derek was seeing him and driving by anyway. But the look on Stiles’ face when he tastes it makes the back of Derek’s neck flush.

But Stiles who sometimes can’t fathom Derek Hale being attracted to him. Like the first time they get together. Derek has Stiles pinned against a wall, and it’s familiar. Except, this time after they’ve been staring at each others’ mouths for far too long, Stiles’ hands clutch Derek’s leather jacket, but he’s moving before Stiles has a chance to pull him in.

There’s a lot of kissing, and Derek’s hands on his waist slipping underneath his hoodie. And when Stiles presses his hips closer, grinding up against the feel of Derek against him, he pulls back and says, “you’re really fucking hard…” like Derek doesn’t know. Derek is probably bemused. 

Neither of them are good at talking about feelings or anything. Sometimes they sit for long periods of time in silence together. Derek is always waiting for the other shoe to drop when it comes to relationships, Stiles knows this, so he gets Derek is probably feeling vulnerable or whatever. 

Derek gets a new tattoo and doesn’t even tell him about it, he just shows up one day with it. It’s a small constellation Stiles doesn’t recognize on the inside of his right wrist. Derek is aloof when asked about it. And he wonders again if Derek really trusts him. 

Then he’s sitting in English one day and feels the unmistakable press of a pen against the back of his neck. “What are you doing?” He asks, ducking out from the Sharpie Malia is wielding.

“Playing connect the dots.” Stiles doesn’t ask why. He just turns around and lets her commence. It’s not until he snaps a picture that he sees it. When he sees Derek later that night the marks have faded somewhat with the intense alcohol scrubbing. 

Derek presses his thumb against the redness on the skin there, cups Stiles’ jaw gently. “That’s your tattoo right?” Stiles asks. 

“Yes,” Derek says, letting his hand go. Stiles pulls it to him, turns Derek’s hand over to look at it. 

“I don’t understand,” Stiles says, truthfully. “Why didn’t you say that when I asked about it?” 

“Because we weren’t alone,” Derek says simply. “And you never brought it up again.”

“I thought it was too personal,” Stiles says.

“It was,” Derek smiles at him. “It’s my favorite pattern of moles,” Derek says.

“Yeah, I got that,” Stiles says. “What’s it mean?” Derek doesn’t say anything. Instead he moves behind Stiles carefully. Stiles lets him, he doesn’t tense up when Derek presses himself in close. It’s a familiar feeling, Derek enveloping him, nosing at Stiles’ neck and the underside of his jaw. Derek presses a kiss to the spot of his moles.

“Oh,” Stiles sighs. He pulls reluctantly away from Derek and turns around to face him. “We’ve only been going out for like three months,” Stiles says. 

“Maybe I’ve been waiting for longer,” Derek says. Stiles can’t help the grin though it wobbles slightly as he feels a sting in his eyes. Derek returns it, before he leans forward and kisses Stiles. 

“I love you,” Stiles says when he pulls back. “I’m not getting a tattoo about it though, alright?” Derek laughs and Stiles feels his chest flutter at it. 

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He's just a softiewolf underneath it all.

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have you ever wondered who rules these grounds?  the wolves and trees of course   oh no my dear    then who?     the one who the wolves follow and the trees bend for      and he my dear        is magic