Pan Is Valid.

, this scene from Stranger With makes my heart warm. Even if the show didn’t give them an episode together, the actors definitely did a nice job showing their bond

Hi. I didn’t know if I could get a Liam Dunbar fic where the reader is Stiles little sister and her and Liam were dating before he was turned, but stiles has a fit about them dating after because Liam accidentally scratched her (or something similar) before he could get himself under control and Stiles makes them break up, but the reader & Liam are so miserable without each other and Liam is hard to get under control because the reader is his anchor or even his mate maybe, and Stiles ends up just giving up and letting them get back together because the reader is like she loves Liam so much and they basically need each other.

when is stiles not causing problems let's be real

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It is funny how love can convince you that you are so much better than you truly are. Liam Dunbar has always been some version of a monster, yet he deluded himself into thinking otherwise because of one girl. One girl. That’s all it took.

Now that he’s alone, Liam’s downfall feels even more severe than earlier. It’s strange to picture himself as the boy he’d been before all of this, before the worst mistake he’d ever made in his life, before he even received the bite and his world changed forever. Before he’d started dating Y/N. He’d thought he’d been a monster then, but he’s just proved himself wrong. Whatever Liam has become is far worse than that ever was.

Back then, Liam thought he knew what it was like to be alone. He had been recently kicked out of Devenford Prep for letting his anger get the best of him. Liam can still see the disappointed faces of his mother and stepfather lurking somewhere in the back of his mind. They’d tried so hard with him, and he’d let them down anyway. It felt like he would never get that anger under control. He’d always be that kid no one wanted to see, the one with pure, hot rage boiling under his skin like it had been injected there instead of blood.

Liam had fully accepted that his life would be hell. Even with a lacrosse team no longer featuring Brett Talbot, Beacon Hills High School didn’t feel like home. It was just another demotion, yet one more sign that Liam wasn’t cut out for reality. He would never be able to pull himself together long enough to make anything last.

When he met Y/N, Liam wanted to hide. For the first time, there was a pretty girl in front of him, smiling at him like he was someone she genuinely wanted to know. Liam walked away from that initial meeting more terrified than he had been in a long time. He wanted to do better, not for him or his parents or the dreams he probably should have had, but for her, some stranger he’d met all of ten minutes ago.

It scared him enough that he tried to avoid her. Liam is used to good things, they always leave. Always. There was no chance that things would work out, he has never been able to stay away from the breaking and shattering of all good parts of his life. It was like he could see their story unfolding before him, all the twists and turns, the ups and downs. The ending was right there in sight, and the glory of all that came before it made that final parting of ways all the worse.

That’s why Liam swore to himself that he’d stop it, maybe find a way to prevent at least one heartbreak in a string of thousands. Leaving Y/N would cut to the bone, he could tell that already. It would have been best if he could have just gotten off of the ride instead of sticking through to the crash and burn, but he never had a choice, not really.

After all, Y/N had made the choice far before he ever did. According to her, she took one look at a young Liam Dunbar and decided that he was the only boy she would ever need. Y/N went home that night and came back for lacrosse practices and history reviews and everything that would set her up to make sure Liam could never truly stay away from her for long. She wanted him, and Liam was so used to being everyone’s last choice that it stunned him into admitting his feelings before he could back out of it.

Their relationship had been hard at first, of course. For one thing, Y/N wasn’t just some nameless kids amongst the masses of students at Beacon Hills High, she was a Stilinski. Stiles Stilinski is the most paranoid kid Liam has ever met. 

He half expects the guy to run a conspiracy theory podcast of something, anything to explain why the older boy jumped at the slightest of sounds and automatically distrusted everyone who crossed his path. Apparently, there’d been an incident earlier with a Nogitsune that messed Stiles up pretty badly, but Liam hadn’t known it then.

All he knew was that he’d barely been dating Y/N for longer than a week before her older brother was suddenly descending upon him with all the fury of the heavens. Liam may have been running literal laps around Stiles at lacrosse practice for months, but you wouldn’t know it from the way Stiles stalked towards him one day after school.

Stiles had been furious, yelling about how Liam was no good for his baby sister and he’d better stay away if he knew what was good for him. It took Liam actually controlling his temper for once long enough to argue that he cared about Y/N more than anything, as well as Scott McCall stepping in to make sure Stiles didn’t start anything, to win Stiles over.

Even then, Stiles has never really been on Liam’s side. The whole matter with the bite didn’t increase his popularity, either. In Liam’s defense, he hadn’t asked to be bitten, but then again, who does? The life of a werewolf may be glamorized in movies and TV shows, but Liam can confirm, as a resident part-time wolf himself, it’s awful. Terrible. 

He has dreams sometimes about being human again. He’ll run through the streets at night, this fantasy Liam, walking unfazed beneath the light of a full moon. He’ll get angry but never have to worry about claws or fangs or glowing eyes. There are no hunters trying to kill him, he’s just another ordinary boy. It is the most marvelous dream, and then he wakes up.

In truth, Liam doesn’t know if he’d give up being a werewolf, even if he had the opportunity to stop. It’s made him feel more powerful than he has in a long time, which is, admittedly, both good and bad. It also connected him with Scott’s pack, the first group of friends to well and truly have Liam’s back. They care about him, and care about protecting him. You don’t give something like that up so easily.

However, tonight Liam snaps his eyes shut and wishes that he was no longer supernatural. If he hadn’t been at the hospital that night, if he hadn’t been chased onto the roof by that wendigo and Scott hadn’t bitten him, Liam wouldn’t have made the worst mistake of his life, the mistake that occurred today.

It had all happened so fast. It’s a useless excuse, explaining nothing and clearing Liam of no guilt whatsoever, but it’s true. Liam isn’t good with full moons, a fact known by everybody in the pack and Y/N herself, but he’s proved the worst of himself tonight.

The moon had been out, and Liam was supposed to be heading home. Usually, he tries to avoid people when there’s a full moon, because even though it’s been several months since he was first turned Liam still doesn’t have perfect control over himself, but Y/N had needed a ride home and so Liam had insisted on taking her. Otherwise, she would have had to walk, and that was worse, right?

It was bad, and he knew it. Y/N knew it too, Liam thinks, but she didn’t want to send him over the edge so she didn’t say a word about it. Maybe she trusted him, which was worse, because it means she’ll never trust him like that again. He didn’t deserve it in the first place, but man, Liam hates letting people down, especially people whose opinion matters the most. The rest of the world can go to hell, but Liam needs Y/N, and he needs her to not be afraid of him the way she surely is now.

As he was driving, the night grew later and later, and more of the full moon became visible. Liam’s knuckles were white on the wheel, and even though he swore to himself that he could keep it together, he pretty obviously couldn’t. Y/N had gently suggested that they were close enough to her house that she could walk, and Liam had agreed, pulling over to the side of the road. The Stilinski house was only two driveways down, but he knew he couldn’t risk any more time passing.

Something had happened then, when the car was parked. Maybe Y/N fumbled in finding her seatbelt, or she took even a fraction of a second longer in getting out than normal. Regardless, Liam’s temper spiked the way it always has, with a furious rage blinding his vision. It was only made worse by the full moon, which terrified the small part of his mind still capable of legitimate thought.

“Get out of the car,” he’d snarled, Liam can still remember the harsh way the syllables had slipped out between his clenched teeth, “I need you to get out. Now.”

Y/N’s eyes had widened, taking in how quickly the situation had turned sour. She reached for her door, but it wasn’t fast enough, so Liam leaned over to push the door open for her. That was his intention, at least, but what ended up happening was that he scratched her instead with his claws as he tried to reach the door handle.

The coppery tang of blood immediately flooded the air, and Liam remembers being so confused about it. Why would there be blood? Why, unless he had hurt her? His sanity chose that moment to return to him, and Liam looked with a stranger’s eyes upon Y/N, her hand clamped to her now ripped sleeve as blood began to filter through the fabric.

She claims that the scratch was just a surface wound, barely deep at all, but all Liam knows is that it was bleeding and that was enough. Stiles had been waiting on the front doorstep, but he had seen what happened through the half open door and started racing towards them. His voice had broken the stillness of the night, shouting about how Liam had better stay away from Y/N forever.

Liam doesn’t remember how the night ended, how he got from Y/N’s street to here, sitting on the floor of his room and pressed into a corner as if it might provide the support he so desperately needs. After everything, all the promises he’d made, Liam hurt her, the girl he loves. This is how good things end, Liam supposes, with the tiniest of mistakes spiraling into something massive.

Liam doesn’t blame Stiles for wanting them to break up. He had done this, after all, hurt her, so of course they would have to end their relationship. Y/N deserves safety, and that doesn’t come with Liam. Still, it hurts more than anything. He avoids her during school, and pretends he doesn’t want anything more than to race to her side and apologize a thousand times, over and over until his voice goes hoarse.

He’s miserable, he can admit that freely. Liam has never felt more alone. He knew he loved Y/N more than anything, but this sudden absence is killing him. He can barely pull himself together enough to physically make it to school, and he drifts between classes, not even aware of what he’s learning. His test scores come back worse each time because the only thing Liam knows during class is that he ruined the best thing in his life, and it’s all his fault.

After a week, Liam sees Stiles approaching him after school and honestly hopes for a fight. Even an argument would be enough. Maybe this time he’ll actually feel something more than overwhelming despair as his blood hits the pavement.

Stiles, however, doesn’t seem like he’s here for a conflict. Instead, the older boy scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, sighs, and decides to get right to it.

“You can get back together with Y/N,” Stiles says, and just like that Liam is abruptly dragged back to reality.

“What?” Liam asks, not entirely sure that he’s not hallucinating.

Stiles grimaces. “You heard me. The two of you are miserable without each other. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you really fucked up, but you’ve been doing your penance all week. I almost feel bad for you. You look like you’ve been run over by several trucks that then backed up over your twitching body and hit you another few times. It’s somewhat sickening.”

Liam flashes the older boy a tired thumbs up. “Thanks for the compliment, Stiles. I appreciate it.” Still, he can’t believe it. “You really mean it, though? You’ll let me date Y/N again?”

Stiles chuckles to himself. “I don’t really think it’s my decision at this point. She’s almost as badly off as you are. I don’t want a Romeo and Juliet situation on my hands, so I figure the two of you might as well get back together.”

Liam swallows hard. “You think she’ll forgive me? I mean, I hurt her. That’s the one thing I promised I’d never do.”

Stiles’ face softens in a rare moment of sincerity. “Hey, it’s okay. We all know you didn’t mean it, and it was an accident. In the end, though, I can’t speak for her. If Y/N wants to get back together, she has to make that choice all on her own. Neither you nor I can make that decision for her. Still, I think you have a pretty good shot.”

Stiles looks over his shoulder at a figure across the parking lot. Liam follows his gaze and realizes that it’s Y/N, probably waiting to see how the conversation goes. Heart in his throat, Liam stares at her. What if she doesn’t want to get back together with him after all this? What if this was one line too many to cross?

As he watches, though, Y/N locks eyes with him and smiles, really smiles. She nods to his unspoken question, and just like that, Liam’s doing better. Forgiveness will be a difficult road, but Liam is more than willing to pursue it. After all, why wouldn’t he? He’s got the best girl in the world waiting for him on the other side.

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Hey Christine, would you recommend some foud family fanfics? I really need some comfort right now. I appreciate the help ❤️

Aren't they ALL found family fics?!? Maybe it's just me 🤷🏻‍♀️ Try this tag and this one. Also this fic and this fic. Oooh, this one too.

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“What’s yours?”

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“Lie.”

“Are you trying to tell me your real name is Stiles?”

Stiles runs his tongue across his teeth and considers Derek carefully. “Fair enough,” he says, “Miguel it is.”

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CHAPTER FIVE! Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Malia Tate, Lydia Martin, Derek Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Original Male Character(s), Sheriff Stilinski Additional Tags: POV Stiles Stilinski, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, Omega Stiles Stilinski, Drinking, Past Stiles Stilinski/Original Character(s), Masturbation, Meet-Ugly, Alpha Derek Hale, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Wrong number, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Sexual Tension, Wolf Derek Hale, Hunting and Providing, Derek Hale Takes Care of Stiles Stilinski, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Stiles Stilinski in Heat, Kissing, Explicit Sexual Content, Knotting, Minor Stiles Stilinski/Original Male Character(s), Possessive Derek Hale, Protective Derek Hale, Oblivious Stiles Stilinski, Miscommunication, Misunderstandings, Idiots in Love, Love Confessions, Mates, Mating Bites, Moving In Together, Erica Reyes is a Little Shit, Fandom Trumps Hate 2020 Summary:

Stiles unlocks his phone to send out a quick text asking his father what he wants to eat, even though he’ll get salad regardless, and notices a strange number on his recent call log.

His face scrunches in confusion before realization dawns on him.

Oh shit.

Events from the night before peek through the hazy fog of his mind. Stiles thought, or he was hoping, that the phone call was a dream. But there it is, staring at him in the face—a one minute and 57-second call to an unfamiliar number.

Oh God.

Did he seriously call someone—possibly an alpha werewolf!—for phone sex?

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random top gun headcanons bc I'm bored part two of who knows

1. Bob plays tennis, but he can't play table tennis

2. Jake keeps his nails well-manicured

3. Bradley bites his nails

4. he would bite Jake's too if he let him

5. Javy grew up in Wisconsin playing hockey

6. Mickey is a sci-fi nerd. which sci-fi? all sci-fi. every sci-fi. comic books? as many as he can get his hands on. trekkie? obviously. lightsabers? he has five.

7. Reuben is a cat person

8. Jake has a scar on his back from a bull riding accident

9. Nat's favorite color is blue

10. Mickey grew up in the Bronx, Reuben grew up in Queens, they met at the Bronx Zoo just before going to the Navy

11. Nat only orders juice at restaurants. a bar? she'll get a beer. nice restaurant? maybe wine. anywhere else? "do you have apple juice?"

12. Mav is sick and tired of in n out. he will not eat there. unless Bradley wants to eat there

if she your girl then why is she practicing telakanesis with me 

*walks out of the homoerotic friendship covered in blood and wounds* you should see the other guy