#THE ERICA HELP????

[blueberry-starsss]

After School Nap

Sock was minding his business when a particularly tired and not thinking blonde latched onto him as he slept. The most comfortable thing he could grab on short notice after a long day at school.

[rosa-maltz]

to ashes and blood

[holdoncallfailed]

this is so weird because 1. i don't listen to the band and 2. i hate van morrison and 3. i do not know the person who posted this (yes they are a mutual in law) but i genuinely think this is one of the funniest posts of all time. i think about "garth if you don't shut the hell up and let me listen to tupelo honey.." literally every day i think it should be a worldwide meme i think we should say it to each other on the streets instead of hello how are you

[a-whole-lot-of-things]

will, erica, joyce, and robin!!! how we feeling???

(and im thinking Maybe lucas is there at the top? cant tell too well on that one though. needa go through and look at all the outfit shots we have and see if i can figure it out from that)

[a-beautiful-big-world]

I feel like Alfred builds pigeon pens that he puts on top of buildings or around the various places he might have lived

[comicbookddr]

Erica Jones in "Friday Night Frights"

[takaraphoenix]

The Clever One

(this is a sneak peek for the Steter fic I'm currently working on, where Stiles realizes in season 1 that Peter's canon behavior toward him is strange, how he never hurts Stiles, never tries to kill him, offers Stiles a choice. He comes to the conclusion that he's Peter's mate. So he sets conditions for Peter, leading to a season 2 rewrite with Alpha Peter. and Alpha Mate Stiles, rebuilding the Hale Pack together.)

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Stiles walked into the broken, burned out husk of the Hale House like he owned the place. Just to be stopped by a hand on his chest and blue eyes flashing at him from Derek’s annoyed face.

“What are you doing here, Stiles,” Derek growled.

“I’m here to talk to your glorious Alpha,” Stiles tilted his head with an uncaring air.

He was not going to let Derek threaten him. Sure, in the past his heart would jump and he would be afraid, even if he still helped Derek out. Right now, Stiles was fully confident in his own safety. Derek narrowed his eyes in irritation, smelling or hearing that Stiles wasn’t intimidated.

“You fought him, in the hospital. You fought him to protect me,” Stiles argued with a frown. “He killed your sister, Derek. Why did you join him?”

“You wouldn’t understand,” Derek was close to snarling.

“Try me,” Stiles threw up his hands. “I understand a lot more than you think.”

This time, Derek did snarl. Just to receive a warning growl from upstairs. A cocky grin spread over Stiles’ lips. He’d known the Alpha was here too. He’d known that as long as Peter was close by, Derek wouldn’t get to do any threatening or bodily harm. The beta ground his teeth and stepped back. Hah. Oh, Stiles was absolutely going to revel in the fact that he now outranked Derek. Alpha Mate beat out the Alpha’s right-hand. His grin turned a note of shit-eating.

“He was in a coma for six years. Slowly healing. Aware of everything around him. You couldn’t understand what that is like for a wolf, especially…” Derek swallowed hard, looking away. “Everyone was dead, me and Laura were gone. He was alone with it all.”

“He went insane,” Stiles nodded. “I feel like we established the insanity part in the hospital. You fought him in the hospital. I want to know what changed since then.”

“He’s still healing,” Derek’s voice dropped even more. “He wasn’t fully healed when he killed Laura, he was… feral. Acting on instincts. Seeking to get better. Becoming Alpha… did that.”

Stiles could hear it. He could hear the despair in Derek’s voice. Stiles closed his eyes and heaved a soft sigh. Asking Derek was useless, Derek desperately wanted to believe this. Because what was the other option? That his only living family had willingly, or even joyfully, murdered Derek’s sister? No. Of course did Derek cling onto the hope that things could get better now.

“Okay,” Stiles sighed. “You can go now, Derek.”

The beta stared at him incredulously. “You don’t tell me what to do, Stiles. Werewolf, human. We established this. Why do you think you can tell me what to do, in my own home.”

With all the confidence he could muster did Stiles raise his head, not cowering, holding Derek’s gaze with a calm pulse. “Because Alpha Mate outranks right-hand.”

And oh this felt good. Stiles smirked cockily. Even as a not werewolf, he could feel the tension in the air. The shocked look on Derek’s face – genuine shock, meaning Derek hadn’t put it together yet and Peter hadn’t told him, oh damn, Derek hadn’t even known. A laugh barked out from upstairs.

“I knew you would figure it out on your own. I didn’t think so soon though,” Peter sounded both amused and nearly fond. “Leave us, Derek.”

Grounding his teeth together, Derek shot his uncle one last look before he headed out. Peter only walked into view at the top of the stairs after they could hear the Camaro roar to life and drive off.

“Tell me that he’s right,” Stiles ordered, crossing his arms over his chest. “Tell me that you are still healing. Getting better. Because, you know, the bit where you mauled one of my best friends-”

“She was all over you,” Peter growled, his eyes flashing red. “You were all over her.”

Stiles swallowed, the cockiness cracking some. Not because the growling and red eyes intimidated him, but because of how much they turned him on. No one had ever been possessive over him. Heck, no one had ever been interested in him. Sure, Lydia had gone to Homecoming with him in the end, but that had been more coercion from Allison and pity than Lydia actually wanting him. Lydia still wanted Jackson. Still loved Jackson. Might always love Jackson.

Peter cleared his throat, all calm and professional again. “I am still healing. The outside heals the fastest, it’s… the inside that needs more time, even with wolf-healing. A large part of me is still very… feral and reduced to base instincts. I attacked her because my inner wolf felt threatened by her, threatened by the way she was making advances on my mate.”

Stiles’ heart jumped a little at that. So he had figured it out, but actually hearing himself referred to as Peter’s mate was something else entirely than figuring it out on his own, for himself. Stiles bit down on his cheek, his arms tightly crossed in front of his chest. Part of him was grateful Peter was still at the top of the stairs. Physical distance between them. This whole conversation was a lot. Though Stiles had come to the realization that he was Peter’s mate, he had not fully come to terms with that fact. He didn’t know what to do with it, or what it could or should or would mean.

“I’m not going to do anything to you,” Peter’s voice was soft, which might be the weirdest part of this entire conversation. “Or with you. Not yet. You’re more child than man, Stiles. But I can already tell why my wolf chose you as my mate. You are clever. Brilliant. Tricky. Manipulative. Cunning. Quick-witted. All the qualities I cherish the most.”

Stiles couldn’t help but flush at that. “Yeah, well, don’t make it sound like that’s your grand gesture there, I am not exactly tripping over myself trying to get into your pants either. You turned my best friend into a werewolf, without his consent – even though you proved that you are capable of asking for it when you asked me if I wanted the bite – and you mauled Lydia. I’m not considering you Prince Charming. And from what my research showed, a werewolf mate-bond is something that strengthens and grows over time. So, I guess, you still have time to prove yourself.”

Peter quirked his lips, looking absolutely amused by him. “Prove myself, mh?”

“Again. Maiming and mauling of people I love,” Stiles narrowed his eyes. “You say you don’t want anything romantic or sexual with me yet, but this mate-bond thing is a life-long bond. At one point, you will. Because you’re the wolf here. You can feel it. So, if you want me to be on the same page by then, you better prove yourself to me.”

The grin on Peter’s lips looked near amazed or excited and Stiles didn’t know what to do with that. It was like the Alpha enjoyed being challenged, enjoyed that Stiles wasn’t just swooning at the prospect of having a soulmate, but gave Peter conditions to earn it. Weird.

“You’ve seen what I’m capable of,” and it was clearly implied here that Peter didn’t just speak of his werewolf abilities but morally, the depth of the things he was willing to do. “So tell me then, what do you think you can demand of me?”

“What I think I can demand of you? Pretty much anything, as long as it’s about me,” Stiles huffed amused, cocking his head. “You can’t hurt me. I mean, physically can’t. And I think that… even emotionally, you couldn’t, not intentionally. Heck, part of me thinks that you turning Scotty was for me, in a twisted, weird way, because your wolf could smell me all over him, thought it would appeal to me if you had my best friend in your pack. And Lydia. You attacked her irrationally, feral and threatened, but when I asked you to let someone come and help her, you agreed. Because you saw how much her condition was getting to me. I think I can ask pretty much anything of you.”

“Manipulative,” Peter pointed out, and he sounded proud and impressed and pleased. “Well, then.”

“You will never lay a hand on anyone I love again,” Stiles eyes were hard and his voice was cold, his body-language conveying how serious he was. “Not my dad, not Scott, not Scott’s mom, not Lydia. Reign your possessive wolf instincts in. She’s not interested in me anyway. If you ever hurt any of them again, I will put a wolfsbane bullet in you myself.”

“Threatening,” Peter smirked. “Cute.”

“I’m not joking,” Stiles frowned annoyed. “I’m the sheriff’s son. I know how to use a gun. And I know where to get wolfsbane bullets from.”

The playfulness left Peter when he realized that Stiles needed to be taken seriously here. “Okay. Noted down. I don’t plan on hurting my pack anyway. Of which Scott is a part of now, whether he likes it or not. And Lydia, well, the cuts were deep so who knows if she will end up joining my pack too. Your father is safe, I promise you that.”

There was still quip and snark in his voice, but that last sentence was spoken with sincerity and Stiles nodded pleased. “No more turning anyone without their consent. Scott hates this, hates being a werewolf, if he’d had a choice he would have said no. I get that a pack of three isn’t going to do you much good, I know you’re going to turn more people, strengthen the pack. But everyone you bite will first be informed of both the good and the bad, they will be given a choice, and that choice is going to be respected by you. The way you gave me a choice, and respected it.”

“I have no problem with that condition,” Peter waved a dismissive hand. “Scott is more trouble than he is gain to me, as is. A beta who doesn’t want to be a werewolf is not an asset to the pack. Betas who are loyal to their Alpha, who will be willing to listen to their inner wolves, will be assets. I only turned him out of instinct, the need to strengthen my pack while not being… mentally there enough to actually think things through. Believe me, I will plan out my pack in the future.”

“Our,” Stiles corrected unflinchingly. “Alpha Mate. Makes this my pack too, doesn’t it?”

The look on Peter’s face was nearly smug with delight. “Our pack.”

[bookworm-2000]

Can someone help me find this fic please?

I’ve been looking for an hour. I don’t know what else to search for 😭

Basically, Sheriff Stilinski gets a new gf and Stiles is really suspicious of her.

The pack thinks he’s crazy and paranoid cause it’s his dad dating a new person. Anyway some other stuff happens and Stiles passes out. He wakes up in the hospital and basically the gf had been upping his dosage of ADHD meds gradually, basically poisoning him.

I don’t know if there was any other ship or what other tags. I know it’s not much to go on but please help 😢

[arobats]

so as u might have picked up. im doing Bad. and i finally vented to my older brother yesterday about how bad it's been and he's. fuckin. gonna talk to his boss and find a grayhound bus ticket. to come up and clean out my disgusting apartment. just to get that load off my shoulders.

and im just crying a lot bc im so grateful and also so ashamed of how bad ive let things get but also so so grateful.

[blueberry-starsss]

Inspire by @orbch post about Shadow Jonathan showing sock real toxic yaoi :))

[loppiopio]

in a flash.

[super-oddity]

clark knows how to pick his battles

[kennahjune]

Been having this idea so bare with me while I attempt to explain:

(Note: this isn’t exactly my “usual” content)

No Upside Down AU where like 37% of the human population are some kind of “mythologic” as they call them.

Hawkins is kind of infested with them, despite being— well— Hawkins.

The majority of the Party are mythologics.

Now, Billy and Max move to Hawkins from Cali as per usual in 1984. And they’ve heard of Hawkins. Of how it’s mostly mythologics despite the small human population not being very accepting of them.

So they move to Hawkins and all is well until they start hearing rumors.

Rumors about a werewolf pack that isn’t a werewolf pack. Apparently there’s a werewolf in Hawkins collecting misfits and others and simply— accepting them into his pack.

Billy doesn’t buy it for shit. Werewolves tend to be hella territorial and unwelcoming.

Or that’s what he’s been told by his dad. He’s never actually met a werewolf, being a vampire. Vamps and Wolves don’t really get along.

And so Billy and Max start school and it’s fine. Billy likes fucking with this one guy, Steve. It’s really easy to rile him up and funny to watch him try and rein himself in.

Max is in the middle school, always talking about this one vampire kid and how he’s an asshole but his friends are sweet enough. Billy doesn’t listen too much.

Until he collides into Steve in the high school parking lot. Steve’s in a rush, barely getting an apology out before running (inhumanly fast— Billy notes) down the road where the middle school is.

Billy, thinking “well what the fuck”, follows after him. They arrive at the middle school and there’s a fight going on in the parking lot.

He says “fight” but it’s really a bunch of kids ganging up on one scrawny pale kid and holding back his friends. Steve is rushing in immediately, yelling at the assholes to leave them alone and to scram.

That’s when Billy realizes one of the kids being held back was Max, with a minor busted lip.

He’s immediately at her side, trying to seem angry but not being able to hide the actual concern in his tone.

Billy turns to leave but watches Max run up to the other kids to check on them. That’s when Steve turns to Billy and seems to recognize his presence.

Steve’s pulling the 4 boys behind him immediately, his eyes flashing a bright yellow and he growls and—

Oh.

Steve’s that odd werewolf collecting strays.

.

And idk Billy and Steve go through this whole thing where Billy refuses to be accepted into the pack even tho he basically already is cause no one else in the pack really has a problem with him.

But Max is in the pack (the Party, they call themselves), so Billy sees them all constantly against his will.

And there’s the bit where vampire Eddie also joins the pack eventually, after the kids kind of adopt him in Hellfire and Steve is weak for those kids.

And obviously Billy ends up joining the pack at some point but I haven’t thought that far ahead lmao.

Idk if I want it to be platonic harringrove or romantic harringrove but I’m lowkey leaning towards harringroveson to be honest.

But if you have opinions I’d love to know them!!

I kinda wanna write more for Billy, idk lol I’ve just been in a middle lately

[katherine-multifandom]

Thinking about how Mike told Lucas he's useless for tigers and they need him in the d&d club game but it turns up that he was indispensable in the basketball game and saw how easily his friends can replace him by his own sister and being pretty happy about it.

Do you think he also asked Erica to come to the game but she chose the party instead of him?

Poor boy doesn't even know that Max listened it through the radio

[always-la-belle-epoque]

Chapters: 34/42 Fandom: Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (TV), Star Trek Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Number One | Una Chin-Riley/Erica Ortegas Characters: Number One | Una Chin-Riley (Star Trek), Erica Ortegas, Christopher Pike, La'an Noonien-Singh, Christine Chapel, Nyota Uhura, Spock (Star Trek), Joseph M'Benga 

Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Enterprise is a family, Found Family, Illyrian lore, characters voted most likely to get turned on by a starship, Erica Ortegas may fly the ship but Rukiya and Chapel ship it, Rukiya wrote the fluff her all knowing nebula wrote the smut, let Una actually be Illyrian, Repressed Feelings, War Trauma, PTSD, Communication is Sexy, Sexual exploration, Emotional Sex, Building trust, excuse me that is my emotional support pilot 

Summary:

“Don’t leave - don’t leave - ” Erica says between full body laughs. She takes a deep breath and suddenly she is back to absolute sincerity. “Please, stay.”

One time, when Una was an ensign, the helmsman of the King Junior did a barrel roll without the inertial dampeners properly calibrated. Una’s stomach fared better then than against the swooping sensation she feels now. But she is a pilot. It's not exactly the sort of feeling she dislikes.

***** Una’s never allowed herself to have friends. Erica’s friends are dead. As they grow closer, they discover that they have more than loneliness in common.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

thoughts on ronance? they're like my fav personally. also fav st character? (after mike and/or will)

i personally don’t see it, like, at all… i kept my eye open for anything interesting while watching all the scenes they shared because i knew people ship them, but i didnt rlly like what i saw. idk the dynamic wasn’t what i was hoping for it to be. (i feel like my tone is rlly bitchy but this is just my opinion! no hate to ronance shippers, i just don’t see the appeal but it’s awesome sauce if you do :))

my fav st character is will, i relate to him so freaking much and he truly deserves the world <333 he’s such a cutie patootie idk what to tell you

mike is somewhere on the list too, i don’t relate to him at all BUT he’s such a complex character and im praying s5 will do him justice because that would make him one of the most well written characters of all time imo. mike’s the kind of blorbo i want to see suffering and covered in blood, while will is the kind of blorbo i wish nothing but the best for <3

other than mike and will, i fucking LOVE el! she’s so, SO kind and sweet, and she’s so so SO pretty and cool and fucking badass. how can anyone not love her??? she deserves the world honestly

i also rlly love max, she’s cool and pretty and badass and she also has so much trauma, gotta love the traumatised characters <3 she and el are such a perfect duo i freaken love both of them, they deserve the happiness the other brings them and i hope s5 is kind to them both

honourable mention to dustin and lucas!!! dustin is so adorable, he makes me smile every time i see him on my screen, i fucking love his smile and i fucking love his character. i think i deserve a dustin in my life actually, where is he???? 💔💔 and lucas is so sweet too and an amazing friend and boyfriend, he’s my favourite little bisexual lol (he’s bi idc what anyone says, max is too, they’re the best bi4bi couple). also honourable mention to erica, robin, joyce, eddie and alexei