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myhearttonystark · 1 year
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I have been trying to find a story since last few months. It's a mystrade story with a little Johnlock. Holmes brothers are orphans and Mycroft is raising up Sherlock along with his job. Sherlock is around 10 I think. They are living in 221B. Sherlock runs away from Mrs. Hudson and ends up at a crime scene deducting it. Mycroft comes running to find him where he fist meet Lestrade. There were 7-8 scenes. One where Sherlock has cold and his pediatrician is John's father. There they met John first time and Sherlock and John become fast friends.in another instance Sherlock runs away and both John and Sherlock end up on a bridge.
There were few scenes on Greg and Mycroft. In end scene Sherlock and John shift together some years but mycroft kept worrying and telling the same to Greg.
It was one shot I think. I would really really love to read it if anybody can find it. As I have already written, I have tried everything but couldn't find it. This is giving me a headache.
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myhearttonystark · 1 year
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Hello. I am looking for Mystrade one shot where Mycroft is looking after a kid Sherlock after their parents' death. Kid Sherlock runs away and go to crime scene and Mycroft finds him there a little frustrated but then meet Lestrade. They meet few more times and starts dating. Kid John was also there as a kid of Sherlock's doctor. At the end of the OS Johnlock move together and Greg was asking Mycroft to stop worrying about Sherlock
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myhearttonystark · 1 year
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Hello. I am looking for Mystrade one shot where Mycroft is looking after a kid Sherlock after their parents' death. Kid Sherlock runs away and go to crime scene and Mycroft finds him there a little frustrated but then meet Lestrade. They meet few more times and starts dating. Kid John was also there as a kid of Sherlock's doctor. At the end of the OS Johnlock move together and Greg was asking Mycroft to stop worrying about Sherlock
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myhearttonystark · 1 year
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I need help. Desperately. As a Destino fan to find a story. Dean-Lisa and Cas-Amelia are neighbors with Dean Lisa moving at the start of the story. Amelia is awesome and loves cars. Lisa leaves Dean and takes away Ben leaving him devastated. Amelia and Cas help him but Amelia dies during delivery. The child survives and it's upto Dean to help Cas and baby. The 3 becomes family and Cas-Dean fall in love. Lisa comes back after 2 years but just for Dean and Ben to bond. Can somebody find this story please
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myhearttonystark · 3 years
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Trying to find a Merthur story where merlin is a cop and Arthur is Prince. They were school friends and pining. Merlin is a sorcerer. Magic is known. They almost bonded in high school. Arthur has to bond with a sorcerer before he turns 30 or he dies. Nimueh and Morgeuse are positive. So is Uther.
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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‘previously undreamed-of’
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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This is gold specially sexy men trying to defeat even Sexier villain
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I enjoy these way more than I should
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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British General Dyer ordered fire on peaceful gathering leading to Jallianwala Bagh Massacre and British people collected thousands of pound to award him. Bastards
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“Why don’t you guys just get the fuck over it ” - Becky voice .
“Why are you resisting ? Be peaceful .”
Don’t ever let this post die . *Good history Twitter pg to follow *
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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❤❤❤
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Happy Father’s Day Tony 👑💝
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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OMG I want an FF with these cute cute moments. In depressing times, I need fluff so much.
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And another portrait of the Hale’s Family in his early years. Papa Hale shouldn’t have  promised to made a special training to his energetic cub in the morning. Wake up dad!
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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This is so adorable
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Four year old Derek Hale scolded by his father. Bad werewolfy, Derek, attack Mr.Teddy Bear has consequences
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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I need detailed story, please
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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I also want more
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The older Hale brothers get so much enjoyment out of tormenting their little bro about his massive crush on the Stilinski kid. And they both know that Derek can be a little thick at times, so if they happen to walk around shirtless to get little Der-bear to act on his feelings well, that’s their own business. 
Part 1 found Here
Part .5 found Here
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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I love the concept
Here a fic concept before I forget to write it down
Canon divergent from Cuba:
When Charles reads the minds of the men on the ships, all he sees is fear. Desperation. A lashing out scorn for the unknown threat before them.
The most terrifying part is that no matter what he tries, he cannot change their minds, and in the depths of their overwhelming panic, he too panics. He slips. He’s too late for the command.
The silence after is somehow far worse.
Erik holds the missiles in the air, slowly turning them around when Charles, rather than screaming as he rightfully should be, whispers a quiet ‘don’t’.
Those men were already dead before the missiles reached the shore.
Charles collapses into the sand. His vision blurs. He weakly attempts to pull himself back up.
He has never taken this much and given up everything in the process. This isn’t like him. There isn’t time to think about it, not when the missiles fall uselessly into the water. Not when Erik is calling out to him, kneeling over him, holding him with trembling arms.
Holding and feeling like nothing but a shell. Charles despises that damn helmet. He moves to take it off.
To his surprise, Erik lets him.
“What did you do?” Whispers Erik, full of fear and awe and somehow so much trust it tugs at something.
“What I had to,” says Charles, the words barely feeling like his own.
He tries to get up, only for a wave of nausea to hit him. A piercing agony burns through his temples. He falls once more.
Erik rushes to keep him steady.
“You’re bleeding,” Erik warns.
“Let go,” says Charles, his voice shaking yet firm. “I can do this.”
Charles pushes himself up, struggling to stand. Moira has a gun pointed at both of them.
“Freeze,” she shouts, and any ounce of affection she may have had towards Charles has faded into dread.
“I’m sorry, Moira.”
He makes her sleep before Erik has the chance to shoot her. She collapses onto the sand. Hank moves to pick her up, wordless.
“What do we do?” Raven finally pipes up.
The members of the Hellfire club are already gone, refusing to linger at the epicenter of a war. It’s just the first class on the beach, surrounded by miles of the dead.
“We need to find a way out of here,” says Charles, staggering towards them. He is their teacher, their leader, first and foremost.
He has to keep them safe. Erik and him, have to keep them safe.
“What are you just standing there for?” Charles hisses.
The students watch, frozen and projecting a combination of numb shock and exhaustion. They don’t know what to say. They hardly even know what to do. And that future he had once imagined, bright and warm and more home than he had ever had, was crumbling.
This is reality. This is what fear can create. And his family, his children, are too young to have experienced this.
He is supposed to protect and teach them. He just murdered hundreds of men in cold blood.
He is utterly alone.
He has to try.
“Please,” he says, a bit louder, a bit harsher than he needs it to be. Someone has to be strong for them. “We have to g—”
“Charles, please,” a gentle voice interrupts next to him.
Erik, who is still wide-eyed but at the very least helmetless, comes to his side and offers his hand.
Charles stares at him.
“They’re in shock,” continues Erik. “Give then time.”
It really should have been Charles, saying that. The words seem so foreign from the man who once scoffed at peace.
“I need to get us out of here,” Charles says.
Erik shakes his head, keeping his offered hand out.
“You need time, too,” he says.
“But—”
“Charles, we do this together.”
Charles tentatively reaches out, fingers barely brushing against Erik’s palm. He has no idea what he has just done. If a war has begun. If this is the last of mutants, or perhaps the end to his want for peace with a people who want him dead.
“You’re not alone,” says Erik, so sure and so vulnerable.
Not alone. Charles squeezes his eyes shut, forcing back the tears threatening to spill down his cheeks. Slowly, now. It is not the time. Not with the children standing there, needing someone far stronger.
“Charles, you’re not alone,” Erik reiterates.
Charles finally meets his gaze. Unwavering. Fiercely sure.
“How can be certain that’s true?” Charles asks.
“Because I am not letting you bear this on your own. Because I want, no, need, to help our kind,” says Erik. And silently, Because I want you by my side. Because I need you with me, whether our people end in peace or flame. Because I love you.
And Charles, with skin wet with tears and sea, with blood stained clothes, with wild eyes, he remains.
And Charles, without hesitating, takes Erik’s hand.
(They then proceed to start a mutant revolution together but this time without the terrorism part and more conversational public image while still keeping up the whole “saving mutants from being abused/kidnapped/exploited/etc.” and being ready to fight if need-be. Erik still thinks Charles lost a part of himself that day. He wonders what would have happened had Charles not stopped those men. He may have taken their minds, but they took something far more valuable. Perhaps that is what scares Erik the most.)
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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In response to steter/stackson post the other day! Um, yeah. I would love to read a steter from you! (or stackson really.) Especially because I'M THE SAME WAY! I cannot stand a mention of Derek unless it's about him being so happy in NY getting his masters (or some other happy story where he's off doing his thing) in a steter fic. I just back out if he's an active character in the fic or if it mentions him being anything less than 100% happy somewhere else.
See Anon, herein lies my problem orz. I love Peter with all my tiny little heart, but he isn’t allowed to have Stiles. Stiles belongs to Derek. Derek deserves nice things, Stiles is a nice thing, and Derek deserves him. So Steter is not going to happen orz 
Besides, I feel like I enjoy writing the flirty, likes-to-stir-the-pot, pain in the ass Peter more. Idk that I could honestly even pull off a Steter, I just find it funny to have him rile up Derek. And I do love that he and Stiles canonically have a weird kind of begrudging respect for one another, so I like pushing them together from that angle. 
When it comes to hanky panky, sappy romantic bullpoop, or pining though? Sterek is always gonna win that war. Sorry Peter |D 
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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Hi. Do you have any recs for Sterek or Steter meeting as kids?
For you!
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The Treehouse by rieraclaelin
(1/1 I 1,766 I General i Sterek)
It has a lot of sweet memories, and some not so fond. But its favorite story, the one it will whisper to the leaves at night when the moon is bright and full, is the story of the wolf who fell in love with the human.
A Little Push in the Right Direction by crossroadswrite
(1/1 I 3,078 I General I Sterek)
“Can I see your wolf face?”
Derek flushes all over, ducks his head and kicks the carpet awkwardly. “I, uh, can’t really shift into my beta shift.”
Stiles squints at him and for a split second the color of his eyes turns liquid, like there’s whiskey sloshing around in the irises. It’s subtle enough that it could pass for a trick of the light but Derek knows better; growing up peeking at an array of supernatural creatures from behind his mom’s legs taught him enough to take a step back.
“Maybe you need a push.”
It's Strange (So Strange) by StupidGenius
(1/1 I 7,912 I Teen I Sterek)
“M’not a little baby.” Stiles huffs. His feet can’t touch the floor where he’s sitting, legs swinging back and forth. “I’m eight years old.”
“Yeah? Well I’m twelve. I’m a big kid now.” He flashes his eyes for emphasis. Stiles doesn’t look impressed.
“You’re not a big kid. Cousin Wednesday says you can’t be a big kid until you’re a teen. You’re not a teen.”
“I am too a big kid!”
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a prequel to Season of the Witch. Of course, i'd love for you to read the first one, but its not necessary to understand this one.
Sterek/25 - Remedy by FiccinDylan
(1/1 I 8,567 I Teen I Sterek)
When he was 5 years old, Derek Hale met a boy named Stiles Stilinski. Stiles was a small thing, about the size of a bug, Derek would say. Maybe a roly poly because he was spry and could easily curl into a ball, but Derek thought maybe more of an ant. Ants were smart and deceptively strong; they could carry more than 50 times their own weight! And while Derek didn’t think Stiles could carry that much, he knew he was stronger than he looked.
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Derek has known Stiles all his life, and somewhere along the way he learns that he's loved him just as long.
Conversations over Cigarettes by RedRidingStiles
(1/1 I 10,665 I Mature I Sterek)
You guys are really cute together, how long have you been married?” Ryan questions, Derek frowns at the question, why would he think Stiles and him were married?
“What?” Derek asks, his brow turned down in confusion.
“Oh have you guys tied the knot yet? I just assumed since the page you showed us of your work earlier said Hale.” Ryan replies with a shrug.
“We’re not...together. I’m adopted, the Hales took me in when I was five. Derek’s my best friend.” Stiles explains with a frown.
“Really? But the way you two talk and touch each other...and you live together. You smell exactly the same too, like you’ve rolled around in each others scent. You’ve been inseparable since you got here even. I just thought…” Ryan trails off with a look of disbelief, his cigarette forgotten in his hand.
A Love Like Religion by alisvolatpropiis
(1/1 I 10,696 I Explicit i Sterek)
“Derek, my man, you missed an epic party on Saturday. Seriously, dude, I know morning Mass is like, your thing, but come on. You’re missing on out so much life has to offer, bro.”
Big hands land on shoulders with a thump and a squeeze while Derek stands at his locker, loading his gigantic calculus book into his backpack. He gives his best friend a practiced sidelong glare, which of course just encourages him. “You’ll change your mind when I tell you who sucked me off in Lydia Martin’s bedroom,” Stiles snickers into his ear.
Despite himself, Derek is curious. He tries to hide it by focusing on his books, but he knows the heat in his cheeks betrays him. “Who,” he asks, giving in, knowing he will eventually.
Growing Up With You by WhereAreTheBreaks
(18/18 I 22,716 i Teen i Sterek)
It all started with a strange scent in the grocery store, and now Derek can't imagine his life without the hyperactive little shit that is Stiles Stilinski. He didn't know why he always felt the need to be close to the boy but his mom's knowing looks certainly weren't helping.
We're Like Milo and Otis by tabbytabbytabby
(1/1 I 27,772 I Teen i Sterek)
Stiles and Derek meet each other before they can even talk. With Claudia being the Hale family Emissary, Stiles spends most of his time with the Hales. Stiles and Derek are immediately inseparable. Stiles learns early on that his magic reacts to Derek more than anyone else and because of that he is able to shift into a fox and go on adventures with Derek. Those adventures aren't always safe but one thing is certain, they'll always look out for each other.
Dirty paws and furry coats by queerly_it_is
(1/1 I 57,621 I Explicit I Sterek)
Stiles is eight years old when his dad brings Derek home.
Thirteen Years a Stranger by orphan_account
(24/24 I 105,025 I Explicit I Sterek)
Stiles is going to grow up with two of the most overprotective best friends of all time, Scott and Derek. How will they survive kindergarten through high school? Easy. With each other by their sides.
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myhearttonystark · 4 years
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Urgent! Save my sanity.
I am trying to find a Merthur story in which dragons and dragonlords are living away from camelot and after Uther's death, Arthur asks them to come back and help to heat the palace and other places and save people from cold. Also Morgana is attacking some regions so Balinor goes there to deal with Morgana and Merlin takea Kilgarrah to Camelot to meet Arthur.
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