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Seriously wow

RARE HISTORIC PHOTOS WE MIGHT HAVEN’T YET SEEN

An Exotic Dancer Demonstrates That Her Underwear Was Too Large To Have Exposed Herself, After Undercover Police Officers Arrested Her In Florida

Dorothy Counts – The First Black Girl To Attend An All-White School In The United States – Being Teased And Taunted By Her White Male Peers At Charlotte’s Harry Harding High School, 1957

Austrian Boy Receives New Shoes During WWII

Jewish Prisoners After Being Liberated From A Death Train, 1945

The Graves Of A Catholic Woman And Her Protestant Husband, Holland, 1888

A Lone Man Refusing To Do The Nazi Salute, 1936

Job Hunting In 1930’s

German Soldiers React To Footage Of Concentration Camps, 1945

Residents Of West Berlin Show Children To Their Grandparents Who Reside On The Eastern Side, 1961

Acrobats Balance On Top Of The Empire State Building, 1934

Mafia Boss Joe Masseria Lays Dead On A Brooklyn Restaurant Floor Holding The Ace Of Spades, 1931

Lesbian Couple At Le Monocle, Paris, 1932

The Most Beautiful Suicide – Evelyn Mchale Leapt To Her Death From The Empire State Building, 1947

The Remains Of The Astronaut Vladimir Komarov, A Man Who Fell From Space, 1967

Race Organizers Attempt To Stop Kathrine Switzer From Competing In The Boston Marathon. She Became The First Woman To Finish The Race, 1967

Harold Whittles Hearing Sound For The First Time, 1974

Nikola Tesla Sitting In His Laboratory With His “Magnifying Transmitter” more

another of my pairings for @stacksonreversebang

Sinnabon-cosplay was wonderful enough to claim my art pair for this one and write an amazing fic

Here is the wonderful fic!

Canon-Typical Violence, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Good Pack Alpha Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, I just want them both to have alpha rights okay, Stackson - Freeform, Hurt/Comfort, First Time, First Kiss, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Kidnapping, Hunters Being Assholes (Teen Wolf), Peter Hale is Jackson Whittemore's Parent, Getting Together, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Magical Stiles Stilinski

Summary:

When Jackson gets taken by hunters as a ploy to lure out Beacon Hills resident alphas, the pack turns to Stiles to find him. He knows it's bad when he uses a locater spell and all he can feel in his connection with Jackson is pain. The hunters make the mistake of egging on one very angry spark and an equally angry Peter when they arrive. Confessions are had and kisses are shared.

Or,

Jackson's kidnapped. Stiles isn't a fan of his favorite wolf being taken. They both have a lot of feelings about it when Jackson is recovering.

Since I am I must, though even if I wasn't I would.

Reblog if you agree pansexuality is real and support pansexual people

Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)

Challenge accepted 😂

Friends in fanfic always give the main characters such wise, sage advice. “You’re just scared” “Tell him how you feel” “You should talk to him”. Where are the friends giving shitty advice? I want to read about dumb friends who are as clueless as the protagonist — “keep your feelings to yourself, mate,” shit like that

scottish wildcats look as if a witch w/ glasses turned themselves into a cat

A Stiles Rare Pair Valentine Event!

Consider this working like a theme week. No pressure, no minimums, no maximums, and no restriction on what counts... just create and share on 2/14.

For this, we're going with any Stiles pairing under 1k on AO3. As of now, that means no Sterek, Steter, Stydia, Sciles, Stackson, and Steo. I probably won't check again later, so assume anything not on the list is fair game

If people want a collection, one of us can host it.

The rules:

It's a Stiles ship event so he should be in the main pairing.

The ship must have under 1k on ao3 (The ship doesn't need to be shown on the photo.)

Post on 2/14.

@teenwolffandomevents

Love these boys

Stiles protecting Derek throughout the seasons. [Derek’s version]

Derek Hale Appreciation Week 2021 Day 2:

Tuesday Nov 23 - Missing Moments // Favorite Quotes

Stiles stands off to the side, while I’m sitting down watching me in concern.

I stare at the ground and say “It was a dream. It was actually. It was more like a nightmare.”

Stiles says “Okay. what happened?”

I say “It started with these hunters that caught Peter and me after we left Cora. It was a family of them led by a guy named Severo. They broke into my loft.”

Stiles asks, “Who was it?”

I can’t say it so I say, “There are a lot of myths about how people can get turned into a werewolf. Usually a bite. There is one about rain water.”

Stiles of course finishes it for me, saying, “Drinking rainwater out of the puddle of a werewolf’s print.”

I sigh and say “There is another one.”

Stiles looks even more concerned, sitting across from me and says “Derek, if this is all just a dream, why do you look so worried?”

I flinch and say, “Because I don’t remember waking up. So. So tell me how do you know? How do you know if you’re still dreaming?”

Stiles is quick to answer, “Fingers. In dreams you have extra fingers.”

I grab Stiles’ hand pulling it up to show both of us that he has extra fingers. Oh god. No, please. Kate’s back. No. I come back to myself and stare for a minute at her.

I clutch my stomach where she shot me and say “It’s real. You’re real.”

Kate walks closer to me, laughing, and says, “That’s right, Derek. And if seeing me is a surprise, watch this.”

She shifts into a werejaguar and I know I’m out of luck. No one is going to be able to save me this time. No one will know how to save me this time. Not even Stiles will be able to figure this out. Of course I figured out that Stiles is my anchor only to be ripped away. I can’t have nice things, clearly. She knocks me out and I wake up feeling strange in a dark place surrounded with wolfsbane. I can slightly hear what I think must be chanting and soon I’m unconscious again. I wake again to someone breaking through the wall of whatever I am in and reach out to them once the hole is big enough for me to get out of. I don’t recognize who saved me though I feel like I should. I don’t know what happened to me, but the two people who saved me seem surprised by something and concerned. I don’t know if that makes me feel better or worse about the situation. We’re stumbling through what seems like an old temple maybe and once we are outside I hear a heartbeat and scent I recognize.

A girl says “Is that him? Is that Derek?”

Mischief says “Sort of.”

I look up and Mischief looks much older than I expected. I stare at him for a moment, feeling like I’m missing something huge. I’m confused and frankly a little terrified.

I make eye contact and say “Mischief?”

He flinches and says “Der. Are you okay? God what did she do to you?”

I shake my head and say “I don’t feel right. I feel like I’m missing something and I don’t understand. How old are you now and why do I feel like I haven’t aged at all?”

He looks towards the boy holding me up and says “I’m 18, Der. I don’t know how, but someone turned back your dial and you’re 15 again. Which means control issues again and you’re missing a lot of memories. Der, I’m so sorry. I don’t know how to fix this, but I’ll do everything I can to help you. You’ll be okay. I promise I’ll do everything in my power to help you.”

I flinch and say “Mischief, how do you even know anything about this? Last thing I knew you knew nothing of this world.”

He flinches and says “My best friend is a werewolf, my girlfriend is a werecoyote, my other best friend is a banshee and Kira is a kitsune. Things are very different now, Der. Also I go by Stiles now.”

I nod towards the boy holding me up and say “He is the werewolf best friend?”

He nods and says “Yeah Scotty is a werewolf now. Lydia the strawberry blond is the banshee and Maila is the werecoyote. Breaden is the lady holding you up, she’s a mercenary. She’s looking for the woman who took you and did this to you. But we should leave now, you’re safe with us, Der.”

I nod weakly and say “Okay. I trust you. I don’t know about anyone else, but you I trust.”

He nods and herds me to the Jeep that belonged to his mother, though I don’t smell her on it at all anymore. I look up at him and he can see the question in my eyes I guess because he sadly shakes his head letting me know she never got better. I flinch hard and get shoved into the car. Mischief herds everyone else into the backseat. He turns to the lady still standing outside and nods at her.

He says “Thank you for your help. She’ll probably be coming for him again so you might want to follow us. So you can hopefully catch her.”

She just nods and hops onto her bike. We all leave and I’m more confused than I ever have been before. Mischief just lightly touches my hand and smiles softly. I nod and fall into unconsciousness once again, knowing Mischief will do his best to keep me safe even from his friends if necessary.

@softranswolves