#stef adams foster

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[sucker-for-emily-prentiss]

STEF FOSTER IS THE MOST AMAZING CARING AND LOVING MOTHER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD AND I LOVE HER🥺

[jxncywarrior]

Only making this post so I can pin it for anyone who visits my account and my followers. For reference, my bio states that I am a multishipper and multifandom so here are the fandoms I am apart of, my fav ships, and characters from each of them.

I will be updating this post continuously as I join new fandoms.

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9-1-1

Evan “Buck” Buckley - Buddie

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The Fosters

Stef Adams Foster - Jonnor/Jemma

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Grey’s Anatomy

Amelia Shepherd - Amezona

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Heartbreak High

Darren Rivers - Malarie

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Heartstopper

Nick Nelson - Nickarlie

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Julie And The Phantoms

Alex Mercer - Juke

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Red, White, and Royal Blue

Alex Claremont-Diaz - There’s only one ship

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Shameless

Mickey Milkovich - Gallavich

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Stranger Things

Jonathan Byers - Jancy

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The Summer I Turned Pretty

Taylor - Staylor

[swifteforeverandalways]

Sometimes I just think about how good of a show The Fosters is. Like…..it is still one of my favorite shows ever. Maybe it’s the fact that it shows that blood doesn’t make a family, love does, and that hits me hard because I’m adopted.

[cowboybuckleys]

[salernoispunk]

I’ve been rewatching the Fosters and it hits so close to home for me. It’s one of my comfort shows but it also makes me incredibly sad. I wish I had parents like Stef & Lina. They’re amazing moms and I love them 🥹 I’ll just have to stick with my imagination and pretend like they’re my moms lol😅🙃

[maurastierney]

“I wanna meet his mom just to tell her her son sucks” me but the mom is stef adams foster and the son is brandon

[englishstrawbie]

"i think you should kiss me." "really?" "yeah." + AdamsFoster please 🙏🏻

Stef fidgets, pulling at the t-shirt she wears. This is stupid, she thinks to herself. She really isn’t the kind of person who does yoga, but when Lena suggested it, she said yes immediately. Apparently it will be good for her mind as well as her body – according to Lena. Ever since she caught Stef in her car, close to tears, after dropping Brandon off at the school for a get-to-know-you session before enrolling in the fall, she has been trying to find ways to help her.

If only Lena knew that she was part of the problem. That being in her presence stirs something inside of Stef that she has kept buried for years. That the way she looks at Stef leaves her feeling torn in half and exposed. That the moment Stef laid eyes on her, she knew that her life was about to change – if only she was brave enough to let it.

She is still fighting it, in her head, at least. She tells herself that it is just because she and Mike are in a bad place that she is misinterpreting Lena’s acts of kindness – the book she gave her, because she thought Stef would like it; the recipe for meatballs with hidden vegetables in the sauce that she thought Brandon would like; and now yoga.

Stef jiggles her leg nervously, looking around at the women that walk past her and into the building. Their hands are manicured (Stef can’t remember the last time she filed her nails), their hair styled (Stef has had the same haircut for the last five years), their clothes designer (Stef found her t-shirt in the back of her closet). The feeling that she doesn’t belong here, in the company of these women – and Lena – is growing, and she is about to leave when she hears a familiar voice calling out her name.

“Stef! Hi!” Lena says. “I’m sorry I’m late, I had an emergency with a broken fence panel.”

Stef opens her mouth, but no words come out. She is too distracted by how beautiful Lena is, even when she is flustered after rushing around. Her thick dark hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, and Stef follows a small bead of sweat as it trickles down her neck and chest, into the dip between her breasts.

Stef’s face turns bright red at being so obvious and she clears her through. “Oh, it’s fine,” she says eventually.

“Shall we?” Lena says, looking towards the door.

Stef nods and follows her inside. There is little time for small talk before the class starts and Stef spends the next hour trying to figure out how to get in and out of a bow half without falling over.

“I’m sorry,” Lena says as they step back outside into the sunlight. “Maybe we should have opted for an easier class.”

Stef shakes her head, telling her not to worry. She might not have been any good at yoga, but the looks and giggles they had shared made it all worthwhile. Stef knows she would say yes to anything if it meant spending time with Lena.

“So, coffee?” Stef asks, her voice hopeful.

Lena looks at her ruefully. “I ought to get home, I kind of left the fence half falling down so that I could make it to yoga with you.”

Stef’s heart drops with disappointment, until a thought springs into her mind. “I could come and take a look at it… if you want?”

“Really? That would be great,” Lena says.

“Sure. I’m pretty good with my hands.”

Stef groans inwardly at how it sounds, but Lena doesn’t say anything, just grabs Stef’s phone to input her address. Her house is only a fifteen minute drive away and the traffic is kind to them. Lena makes iced tea, sweetening it with fresh peaches, while Stef secures the broken fence panel with rope tied to a nearby tree to stop it from falling over and doing any serious damage – it is a temporary fix until a professional can do a proper job, but Lena is grateful nonetheless.

“You have a really lovely house,” Stef says, looking around at how neat and clean it is, everything in its right place – so different from her own chaotic house.

“Thank you,” Lena says. “You know, I’m really happy that you chose Anchor Beach for Brandon.”

Stef smiles. “Me too. I think he’s really going to like it there.”

Lena leans back in her seat. “So, if yoga isn’t your thing, maybe we should find something else.”

We. The word imprints itself on Stef’s mind.

“You don’t have to do that,” she says. “I’m sure you’ve got better things to do with your time than worry about me.

“I do worry about you,” Lena says. “I don’t like seeing you upset.”

“Why?” Stef asks curiously. “I mean, you barely know me.”

Lena shrugs. “Maybe I want to know you better.”

She leans forward and wraps her hand around Stef’s. Stef watches at the way Lena runs her thumb over the sensitive part of her wrist, her breath catching in her throat as their hands move in sync, until they are palm-to-palm, their fingers interlinking. It is crazy to Stef that something as simple as a touch can ignite so many feelings in her, yet she feels her whole body react in a way that she is not used to.

“Stef…”

Lena voice is low and soft, and the part of Stef that she hides away starts to resurface. Stef’s instinct is to push it back down and she jerks her hand away suddenly.

“I should go.”

“You don’t have to leave,” Lena says.

“I do,” Stef says. “I think… I think I shouldn’t have come here.”

Stef grabs her bag and starts to walk towards the front door, Lena in pursuit after her.

“We shouldn’t do this again.” She opens the front door, but pauses, looking back over her shoulder. “I think you’re amazing, Lena, but I have a husband, a family.”

“Are you happy?”

The question takes Stef by surprise.

“What?”

“Are you happy? With your life? With Mike?”

“You can’t ask me that,” Stef says, her skin prickling.

“Why not?” Lena says. “If you tell me you’re happy, then you can walk out that door and I won’t contact you again, unless it’s about Brandon’s education. But if you can’t do that, if you can’t tell me that your life is exactly how you want it to be, then…”

“Then what?” Stef interjects. “If I tell you that being with Mike isn’t what I want, if I tell you that the thought of going home, to our bed, fills me with dread, what happens next?”

Lena steps forwards and takes Stef’s hands, encouraging her to turn towards her. It ignites the chemistry between them once more and Stef closes her eyes, trying to fight it, but Lena is making it so damn hard.

“Then… I think you should kiss me.”

Stef’s eyes fly open and she shakes her head in disbelief. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Lena says. “I think you should kiss me and let yourself feel whatever it is you’ve buried away. Because you deserve to be loved and wanted for who you are, Stef, not who you think you should be.”

Stef’s eyes fill with tears at her words. If only it was that simple.

Lena tugs at her hand, closing the gap between them a little more.

“Kiss me, Stef.”

For the first time in her life, Stef listens to her heart instead of her head and leans in, pressing her lips against Lena’s. They are soft and sweet, and when Lena kisses her back, it is the most tender, most gentle, most loving kiss she has ever experienced.

When their lips part, a sigh of relief escapes from Stef – relief from everything that she has been carrying since she was a young girl. She hasn’t let it all go yet, but it is a start. And so, she closes the door and stays.

Romantic moment prompts

Thank you for the prompt @lifesizehysteria. Did you know that apparently today is 10 years since episode 1x04 aired?

[cookiesordeath]

Teri Polo as Stef Adams Foster Good Trouble 5.04 Under Pressure

[lifesizehysteria]

For your drabbles. Would you like to do The fosters and hurt/comfort? Doesn't need to be too dramatic! Thank you for continuing to share!

Here, anon! This is supposed to be part of a longer one-shot that’s been sitting in my ideas folder for a couple years, so I figured why not at least get a little snippet of it out there in the world! 😊 Thanks for the prompt! Hurt/comfort isn’t my usual but I hope you like it.

“Mommy!”

Stef groaned when the hoarse yell, followed by Brandon’s hacking cough, woke her yet again. Her eyes felt like they were weighted with lead and every muscle in her body ached. Just as she was trying to wrestle her feet out from the comforter, wondering if she’d actually managed to tie herself in like the bag of garbage she currently felt like, she felt the weight of Lena’s hand on her hip.

“I’ll go,” she said gently.

“It’s fine,” Stef managed, not sure if her labored breathing was from her struggle with the blanket or the cement lodged in her sinuses. “He only wants—”

“You, I know. You’ve said that for three nights now. But you’re sick and you need to rest. You’re never going to get better if you stay up all night.”

Stef managed to free her legs and swing them over the side of the bed. It took considerable effort to get herself into anything resembling a sitting position, and when she spoke over her shoulder, she had to close her eyes to keep the room from wobbling like it was under water. “I’m used to it. He never let Mike either.”

“Just let me try. You’ll know soon enough if it’s not working.” Lena brushed the hair away from Stef’s brow and tucked the longer pieces that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear. Despite herself, Stef sagged even further forward at the delicate touch. She let Lena guide her back down onto her pillow and squinted up at her as she drew the blanket back up over her. Lena leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to her temple, and as she slipped back into an aching, unsettled sleep, Stef realized she had nothing to worry about. Brandon would be fine if he felt even half as safe with Lena as she did.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#High Lena

[wlwnovels]

Hii! If you’re familiar with The Fosters, I would like to make a request about Stef and Lena helping Mariana with her pill problem. If you’ve seen the show, you would know that she took Jesus’s adhd pills for a while and eventually she got very sick. The show didn’t go very deep into that, but I’d love to see how Stef and Lena handled that<3

Hii! I’m not extremely familiar with the fosters but I hope this one-shot is pretty accurate :)

★★★★★★

“Mariana, can we talk to you for a second?” Stef asked as she put her hand on her wife, Lena’s shoulder, staring at her daughter from across the dinner table. Exams were coming up soon, and the school year for Mariana was tougher than ever. The two moms couldn’t help but notice their bright daughter become sluggish and seemingly under the weather.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Mariana asked as she sat back down at the table. Stef opened her mouth to speak, but realized she didn’t exactly know how to bring up the topic. Both herself and Lena noticed Mariana’s bags under her eyes, slow answers, and sluggish behavior. All they wanted to know what what was going on.

Her wife, Lena, beat her to starting to conversation. “Is everything okay? You’ve been seeming under the weather lately,” she asked, concern in her tone. Mariana immediately fixed her posture.

“Everything’s fine, why?”

But Stef knew her daughter better than that. She knew how Mariana acted when something was bothering her. “Mariana, honey, if there’s something going on we need you to tell us,” she finally said, hoping that Mariana would speak up.

Mariana went quiet, setting off alarms in Stef’s head. Something was definitely wrong. It was only when the tears flooded her eyes that Stef went to sit next to her.

“What’s going on Mariana?” Lena asked as she reached over the table to hold her daughter’s hand.

“I’m sorry,” she finally said. “I took his pills.”

Stef immediately looked at her wife, Lena, who had the same expression of concern. She knew it had to be Jesus’s pills she was taking. That would explain why she had been acting so sluggish lately.

Stef was speechless, but took her crying daughter into her arms anyway. Mariana mumbled about how school taken such a toll on her, and how she thought his pills would help.

Lena came to the other side of Mariana, and began hugging her also. Stef wished she would’ve realized just how pressured her daughter felt because of school, but was happy she opened up. There was a lot of work to do, but opening up was the first step.

[azurecanary]

As a fan of The Fosters, seeing Stelena referred to as "Stef and Lena" delivers vast amounts of psychic damage

[jeonghanscheekboness]

No straight bl or gl actor will ever play gay as well as the actresses who played Stef and Lena

[more-hats]

Stef and Lena are truly everyone’s moms 🥺

[multifandomlesbianic]

Can someone please write some stef/lena fics with reader, where they are her foster mums. So maybe some hurt/comfort ones and like sickfic ones. Just overall heartwarming stories!! Please I really just need some of these fics if anyone could do them!!! 🥺🥺