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Heyyyy. I was hoping you could rec some good fics for me cos at this point I'm just rereading the old ones. Preferably with very little angst cos I don't need to cry rn and possibly a lil smut in there. Please and thanks❤❤🤘

Sure! 

The Best We Can Hope For by yodasyoyo | 4K

Derek goes on a double date with Stiles. It goes about as well as can be expected.

He got lost in my DMs (wanna be way more than friends) by dearericbittle (dutchmoxie) | 2.7K

Derek is somewhat of an online hero, providing candid pictures of himself to anyone who wants persistent suitors to just go away already. Stiles… is suddenly surrounded by assholes who apparently really want to hear about how great his fake boyfriend is.

show me something beautiful by starcanopus | hot husband stiles

Isaac is the one who first catches sight of the ring, an entire two months after the captain had joined the 14th precinct. It’s somewhat pathetic, really, considering the fact that an entire floor full of detectives hadn’t noticed right off the bat.

But when he does see it—a thin, silver band so innocuous that it could have just been a trick of the light—he trips headfirst into a recycling bin, earning a dirty glance from his boss through the window of the man’s office and Isaac kind of wants to sink into the ground and never come back out, but he has a duty to fulfill: spreading the news to every floor of the precinct that the captain is married.

Captain Derek Hale is married.

Until You Mean It by matildajones | 24.4K | angst with a happy ending

The whole town believes that Derek’s client is guilty of murder, including Stiles, the man he spent one glittering evening with. As their lives tangle painfully together, Derek can’t deny the pull he feels towards Stiles, even though he knows the only way this can end is with heartbreak.

Space That You Now Hold by GotTheSilver | 5.4K

“Oh my God,” Stiles mumbles. “What the hell am I meant to do with this?”

“Stiles, hush.” Allison elbows him. “Derek brought it for you.”

Allison understands, she can tell what he’s doing. The wolf whines, doesn’t know why Stiles isn’t getting it. He should be getting it. Letting go of the buck, Derek steps forward and rests a hand on Stiles’ thigh.

hold on to me because i’m a little unsteady by starcanopus | 6K | time travelers wife au, kinda

“Derek.” Stiles casts a slightly nervous glance around the cafeteria, eyes widening. He’s a little surprised that Stiles knows his name.

Derek can feel his teammates’ gazes on him, can hear their confused whispers. He doesn’t care. There’s just…something about Stiles, and despite his parents’ warnings (“be careful of that Stilinski boy, son, he doesn’t feel right”), Derek wants to know more. He wants to know why Stiles is always alone and why, despite the sarcastic grin that seems permanently etched over his lips, he sometimes reeks of grief and rage.

“Can I sit here?”

A Letter From Mom by StilesIsMySpiritAnimal | 32.9K

After waking up at the age of 11 without any memories of his past Stiles spends eight years with his father in the tiny town of Shelter Cove, California. After his father’s death he receives a notice from a storage facility in some town called Beacon Hills. Stiles is confused and thinks the manager made a mistake until he finds a letter that should have been for his 18th birthday that his dad never gave him. It’s from his mother, who he has no memory of. Weirdly enough, her letter mentions Beacon Hills and some woman named Talia, who he’s supposed to trust. Confused and angry at his father, Stiles sets out for Beacon Hills anxious and determined to find out what his dad had been hiding from him all these years.

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Government, Monty Python Style

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Lady Mountain

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How Can Star Wars Be So Good Even Though It’s So Deeply Flawed And Narratively Inconsistent And Was Created By A Dumbass

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The Say Love Is Blind, But Love Is Insane by FactoryWorker8

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 25200

Prince Derek has yet to marry by his 29th birthday and tradition states he must be married to a chosen suitor by the time he turns 30. Stiles, the ultimate nobody from the ultimate nowhere, is the one chosen to marry the moody recluse.

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cool story, bro by drunktuesdays

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 13087

Based on a truly ridiculous conversation with Kalpurna about a hypothetical Stilinski Twins situation that ended up sounding something like:

“FUUUUUUCK, is it a sweet valley high situation where Stiles is very aware that his twin is way more attractive and confident than he is, EVEN THOUGH THEY’RE IDENTICAL, and he always ends up with the hotter significant others and more friends and Stiles guesses that’s why he’s attracted to the pack at first, because it’s something that’s just his, not his twin’s too. But of course, Stiles’s twin gets bit and now he’s part of Derek’s pack, and Derek doesn’t snap at him like he snaps at Stiles, never slams him into things, fucking FIGURES, STILES’S TWIN GETS EVERYTHIIIIIIIING.”

Kalpurna/good ideas OTP.

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show me something beautiful by starcanopus

Rating: General

Word Count: 9063

Isaac is the one who first catches sight of the ring, an entire two months after the captain had joined the 14th precinct. It’s somewhat pathetic, really, considering the fact that an entire floor full of detectives hadn’t noticed right off the bat.

But when he does see it—a thin, silver band so innocuous that it could have just been a trick of the light—he trips headfirst into a recycling bin, earning a dirty glance from his boss through the window of the man’s office and Isaac kind of wants to sink into the ground and never come back out, but he has a duty to fulfill: spreading the news to every floor of the precinct that the captain is married.

Captain Derek Hale is married.

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Fantasy.

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Anne Hathaway behind the scenes of Shape Magazine cover shoot

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[crone voice] do the kids today know about the difference between / and &

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Once again its 3am and this washing machine wizard haunts me

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My take on Hades & Persephone!!

*disclaimer* This is my own retelling of the myth, she doesn’t get kidnapped in this version

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people don’t talk about Catherine the Great of Russia enough 

She had a dildo knife for fuck’s sake

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Toni Morrison, a Nobel Laurete, an icon of the literary world, and an elder in the womanisn movement has died at the age of 88. Born Chloe Ardelia Wofford, Morrison was an unfailing leader in the push for Black women narratives and wrote such classics as Song of Solomon, Sula, and Beloved, the latter of which earned her a Pulitzer Prize. Much can be said about the transformative power of her works, but I’d rather leave you with her own words right now:

“You can’t fly with regrets of yesterdays on your wings.

You can’t fly if you’re still in love with that ex that’s bad for you. Give that shit up!

You can’t fly if you’re afraid of standing up and taking power. Give that shit up!

You can’t fly if you’re spending the time you should be using to fly on other less important things. Give that shit up!

Focus on flying, if you wanna to fly. Because if you really wanna fly, nothing should be able to stop you. And if you’re not flying, realize something is. And lose that shit!”

Rest in Power, Toni Morrison. Thank you for the gift of your words and the beauty of your life.