#firefighter derek

[sterekbros]

Begin Again (1173 words) by Winchesterek Chapters: 1/? (WIP) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes Additional Tags: Paramedic Stiles Stilinski, Firefighter Derek Hale, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, True Alpha Derek Hale, Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Omegaverse Alpha Derek Hale, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse Omega Stiles Stilinski, Packless Omega Stiles Stilinski, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski

Stiles’ heart was pounding in his ears as he reached in through the broken window, feeling for a pulse point. He couldn't believe what he’d just witnessed. Not only was it a hit-and-run, but they’d also shot the girl before they took off.

“Hey, hey. Stay with me. What’s your name?” he asked her as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She mumbled ‘Erica’ before she slipped away again and Stiles tried to yank the door open but it was jammed.

Then he saw it. The bullet wound was smoking. He grabbed her shirt and pulled it aside to look at her shoulder. There were black lines surrounding the wound.

“Shit.” He knew then that she was a werewolf and the people that attacked her were hunters. They likely only left her because they thought the bullet would do her in. If she were human, Stiles wouldn't dare move her because of any injuries she might have from the accident.

But she wasn't human. If he could get the bullet out and heal the wound, she would heal any other injuries on her own.

Stiles reached in to grab her under her arms and hauled her out of the broken window. He laid her out on the ground and ripped her shirt open around the collar, then slung his backpack off. “Alright, hang in there. We’re gonna get this out.”

He fished his pocket knife out of his bag, then took a deep breath before digging in for the bullet. Stiles removed it effectively and tossed it on the ground.

“Almost done. Just have to take care of this wolfsbane. You’re doing great,” he told her even if she didn't respond. It was a habit that Stiles had, always talking to his patients as if they were conscious enough to hear him even when they weren't.

Stiles pulled out a vial of wolfsbane from his bag and prayed that it was the right strain as he opened it, dumped some onto the wound, and packed it in. He capped it and threw it back into his bag, then grabbed his lighter and lit it. It sparked and smoked and Erica started convulsing.

His heart started evening out as the black lines disappeared and the wound healed, leaving Erica lying still on the ground. “Oh, thank god.”

Then she breathed deeply and blinked at him, her eyes glazed and confused.

“You’re okay,” Stiles breathed. “I called the ambulance when the accident happened. I know you’re a werewolf and I healed your wolfsbane poisoning. The ambo should be here any minute.”

She tried to talk and Stiles shook his head, stopping her from rising before she passed out again. He looked up to see lights flashing as an ambulance pulled up.

“What happened?” a woman asked as she exited the ambulance, while another went around to the back to get a transfer board and gurney from what Stiles could see.

“It was a hit and run. Her vitals are good and I can't tell if there are any head injuries, but there are no visual fractures. She’s been in and out of consciousness.”

“You moved her?” the woman asked, giving him a judgemental look.

“I made sure to stabilize her neck as best as I could while she was moved,” he lied and there was no evidence that he’d done so.

“Alright, we got it from here.”

Stiles watched as the other medic came and they transferred her onto the board, strapped her to the gurney, and loaded her into the back of the ambulance.

Before Stiles could react, everything was silent. He looked at the wrecked car and sighed, running a hand over his face and packed up his backpack. So much for having a stress-free life in Beacon Hills. He really should have stayed at Berkeley.

***

It had been an hour since Erica had been admitted to Beacon Hills Memorial and Derek was beside himself with worry. He’d gotten there as soon as he could. Erica had been in and out of consciousness even though the doctors told him there was nothing wrong with her. He could smell the wolfsbane on her skin, but the poison had left her system as far as Derek could tell.

He held her hand and sighed, raising it to scent her and press his cheek against it. “Come on, Erica. Wake up.” Please.

As if she heard his please, her voice broke into his thoughts with, “You know me. I survive on drama.”

Her voice was hoarse, but still light and teasing. Derek looked up, relief washing through him. “If you needed some attention, all you had to do was tell me. Really, enlisting the hospital wasn't necessary.”

Erica laughed and then raised her free hand to hold her head. “I feel like I have the worst hangover.” She sighed. “What happened to my car?”

”They took it to the impound lot to inventory it. I think the officer said it was totaled.” He squeezed her hand and assured her, “Well get you another one.”

”Fucking hunters. I swear. They came out of nowhere and rammed me, then shot me with fucking wolfsbane,” Erica grumbled.

“Hunters?” Derek’s brows rose in concern. “I scented the wolfsbane on you, but I didn't see any wounds… how did you remove it?”

Erica paused, looking thoughtful as she held Derek’s hand tighter. “There was a man… he helped me.” She frowned and rubbed at her eyes before she sighed. “I don't remember much… just spots.”

Spots? That made Derek frown more, his thumb idly stroking over the back of Erica’s hand as he tried to soothe her. “So he helped you?”

”Well I’m alive so that’s the only explanation that I have,” Erica replied and rested her head against a pillow.

Derek tried to pick up the scent of whoever it was that helped Erica, but he couldn't find much on her. There was something sweet lingering on her skin, but they’d removed her clothes when she was admitted to the hospital so he wouldn't find it there. “Well, whoever he is, I’ll have to owe him. Hale’s repay their debts.”

”I don't think he’ll feel like you owe him. I mean. Why would he save me if he was expecting something out of it and then not show up to the hospital?” Erica closed her eyes and squeezed Derek’s hand again. “Really, I’m okay. When can we leave?”

Derek glanced at the door, giving Erica another once over before he stood. “I’ll check with the doctors. I brought you a change of clothes since they said the others were ruined in the wreck.”

He released Erica’s hand and stood. “I’ll be back.”

He wiped his hands on his jeans and went to find a doctor. Derek wanted to get Erica out of there just as much as Erica wanted to leave. He hated hospitals.

And whoever saved Erica, Derek knew he owed them. He made a silent promise to find out who it was whenever things were quiet again.

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #teen wolf #eternalsterek #sterek au #sterek is eternal #stiles x derek #derek x stiles #derek/stiles #stiles/derek #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #sterek fic #alpha derek hale #omega stiles stilinski #paramedic stiles #firefighter derek #mine #my fic #wip #begin again

[fuckyeahfanfictions]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Malia Tate, Jordan Parrish, Cora Hale Additional Tags: Alpha Derek Hale, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Derek Hale Loves Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Feels, Wolf Derek Hale, Derek Hale is a Softie, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Top Derek Hale, Derek Hale Has a Big Dick, Firefighter Derek Hale, Detective Stiles Stilinski, Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Fluff and Smut, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Come Eating, Licking, Barebacking, Face-Fucking, Come Swallowing, Deepthroating, Fucking, Fingerfucking, Biting, Scenting, Scent Marking, Danger, Stiles Stilinski's Scent, Love Confessions, Dorks in Love, Possessive Derek Hale, Protective Derek, Jealous Derek Hale, Coming Untouched, Mutual Pining, Sleepy Derek Hale, Some Humor, Masturbation in Shower, Idiots in Love, Top Stiles Stilinski, Bottom Derek Hale/Top Stiles Stilinski, Couch Sex, Drag Queens, Glitter, Alternate Universe Summary:

Stiles tries not to whimper as Derek gets closer. Stiles had forgotten just how intense space invader Derek could be.

If Derek was boner inducing when Stiles knew him before, equal parts terrifying and sexy, back at the age of twenty four, well... it’s not a patch on what thirty year old Derek’s got going for him.

Derek’s still got a stupid leather jacket and his black hair is slightly longer than Stiles remembers. The stubble is longer too, not quite a beard but still neatly shaped in a way that makes his cheekbones stand out.

And the eyes, shit, the eyes. He’s staring at Stiles with this stormy mix of grey, blue and about a thousand other colours thrown in and Stiles couldn’t break eye contact if he wanted to.

Derek fucking Hale, ladies and gentlemen.

#sterek #dropsofaddiction #ficrec #cop stiles #firefighter derek

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Are there any "small town Christmas" Sterek stories? You know, since we are coming up on that time on lifetime?

Hi @naturalsneak! You sent this in a looooong time ago. So sorry about that. But it's come back around to that Lifetime/Hallmark movie time again so here it is. Better late then never?

How the Sourwolf Stole Christmas by Miserable_Swine

(1/1 I 2,139 I General)

Stiles tells the Pack a story about the Sourwolf, a cranky, solitary creature who attempts to thwart the public's Christmas plans by stealing Christmas gifts and decorations from the homes of the nearby town of Beacon Hills on Christmas Eve.

Tis The Season Baristas Fear The Most by stilinskisparkles

(1/1 I 5,470 I Teen)

Scott is hands down the worst barista Derek has ever hired. But it's Christmas and apparently that means something to some people.

(Not) Dreaming of a White Christmas by DuckInterpreter

(1/1 I 8,452 I General)

Stiles is stuck in a blizzard, broken down, and lost. But maybe he's going to end up exactly where he was meant to be.

Coming Home for Christmas by Kampffussel

(1/1 I 16,432 I Explicit)

Stiles is forced to take days off of work over christmas and he decides to spent the holidays back in Beacon Hills. He expects everything but not a flirty Deputy that is way out of his league. And his last case is definitely not going to bite him in the ass on Christmas eve, or is it? Stiles life is a joke to the universe, he is sure.

(or: the one where Stiles goes home for Christmas and finds himself a boyfriend)

Mistletoe Never Lies by CarolineLahey

(8/8 I 19,220 I Explicit)

Derek Hale loves his family, he really does. He just wishes they weren't so determined to set him up. When he finally blurts out that he has a boyfriend, and quickly gives his mother the name of the barista at his local coffee shop as his "boyfriend", he figures that buys him a little peace. He probably should have been paying attention to the part of the conversation where he agreed to bring Stiles home for Christmas to meet the family.

Cupboard Love by mklutz

(2/2 I 32,682 I General)

He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.

If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.

Playing Cupid by 13luckystars

(9/? I 38,439 I Teen)

Years after graduating from Beacon Hills High School and moving away from the small town, Stiles is going back for his Christmas assignment from work. The most unsettling part is that he is going to be spending a lot of time with Derek Hale, who he hasn't seen since he graduated, and his twin daughters.

Please Come Home for Christmas by midnitekween

(15/15 I 80,915 I Explicit)

Derek spends the Christmas season with Stiles, but the last time he checked they weren't married with kids...

This is Gonna Take Me Down by CharWright5

(14/14 I 123,386 I Explicit)

Deputy Derek Hale had gone into December believing his biggest issue would be ignoring that giant holiday at the end of it. But with only days left before Christmas, he's now dealing with a meddling sister, a vigilante group killing Supernatural creatures, finding out his partner isn't quite human, and his ex showing up outta nowhere after disappearing three years ago without an explanation. Happy freaking holidays indeed.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #parallel universe #christmas fic #college au #firefighter!derek

[feelsforsterek]

#and when he joins 911 next season then what??? #911 abc #911 #tyler hoechlin #derek hale #9-1-1 #911edit #firefighter #au #ai #hoechlinedit #hear me out abc

[dropofbittersea]

After Derek is the one who saves Stiles from a terrible night gone wrong, they aren't the only ones forced to overcome barriers, break down walls, and try to rebuild their lives one step at a time.

Though, they are are the only ones doing it together.

#derek hale #sterek #stiles stilinski #fanfic #teen wolf #ao3 #oneshot #fireman!derek #firefighter!derek

[fullmoans]

Home is a Fire | TW fix-it | P. 1

They left Stiles out because they knew the nogitsune would tear him apart, but now the nogitsune is gone and Stiles can feel the nemeton telling him it isn’t over — not for him. And maybe not for Derek either.

There was fire, so much fire. It was hot and blinding, blurring everything else from his view. Suddenly, out of the dark he saw glowing red eyes. He felt pain. Then everything went dark. Gradually, a faint blue light spread from the waning moon above until he could see his surroundings. He was in the forest and he was alone. He turned around once, twice, looking for the source of the fire but he only found himself standing in the one place he never thought he would again. In front of him was the nemeton.

xx

With a start, Stiles Stilinski jolted awake in his small twin bed, almost falling out of it. He reached for his phone for a few moments until he remembered how he had broken it. While on shift they’d gotten a call about a fire, which turned out to be a small kitchen fire with little harm done, and in the haste to load up the truck he’d left his phone on the ground where he had been sitting – only a few feet in front of one of the truck’s wheels. It wasn’t until they got back that he realized what happened to his phone and he planned to fix it but days just kept passing.

He couldn’t sleep, his mind was racing. He got up and left his bedroom. His small apartment was an open room with a kitchen and a balcony and only two doors for his bedroom and his bathroom. The oven clock read 6:05. He went back into the room to change into a pair of jeans and a ratty, too big T-shirt – probably one of Scott’s he’d been accidentally carrying with him for the past 15 years. Once dressed, he could run down to a corner store just a few miles away, one he knew had a pay phone.

xx

It was still dark when Stiles reached the pay phone and fumbled around his center console for enough quarters to make a call. Sheriff Noah Stilinski picked up on the second ring. “Stiles?”

Stiles paused for a moment. The area code. Of course his dad would know it had to be him.

“What happened in Beacon Hills?” Stiles asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I had a dream. All I could see were red eyes. I think something happened to Scott and I think it happened there.”

“Oh, Stiles. Scott’s fine. It was Derek. There was a fire.”

Stiles hung up the phone. He couldn’t breathe. He’d seen a fire. He’d seen the eyes of a wolf, of an alpha. Not Scott’s eyes, but Derek’s. Stiles had been running from what happened to him in Beacon Hills, from what happened to him after, from the heartbreak of Lydia leaving him without a word.

He’d tried to find her for weeks. Whenever he wasn’t working or sleeping, he was searching their favorite cafes, diners, shops, even the park they’d gone to when they first moved to Portland. Instead, he found Jackson. At the diner he’d told Lydia that he would spend the rest of his life with her, Jackson was sitting in the front booth looking directly at him. “Stop looking for her, Stiles. She’s not coming back,” Jackson had said. There wasn’t a drop of sympathy in his voice.

“Why?” Stiles had asked. He was too out of it to play the game with Jackson. He didn’t want to trade insults over a cup of burnt coffee. He just wanted to know why she’d left.

“She had a premonition. Being with you wasn’t what she was supposed to be doing. She knew for weeks but she knew you wouldn’t accept that. She needs you to let her go.”

And he had. It had been 6 years since Lydia had left. It had been longer since he’d been back to Beacon Hills. 5 years still since he’d even seen Scott. He’d seen his dad a few times, when Noah came to visit him in Portland. His therapist said he had PTSD, though she couldn’t say from what – because Stiles didn’t tell her. He didn’t tell her about the friends he had seen die, the people whose deaths he’d been responsible for. He didn’t tell her about what happened in Beacon Hills. Still, he was doing better. He’d learned how to deal with his panic attacks, how to sleep without seeing faces of the people they’d lost, and he’d cut off as much contact with that life as possible after Lydia had left. Occasionally he’d get a text from Malia, an update from his dad on Derek’s son stealing his Jeep again, or a picture of a dog at Scott’s shelter usually accompanied by a message about how Stiles needed a companion and this dog would be the perfect choice.

xx

The sun was finally coming up when Stiles left his apartment again, this time with a duffle bag. He had to stop by the station first, let the chief know he needed a few days off for a family emergency. He said it was his dad, something was wrong with his dad. If his chief didn’t believe him, he didn’t say. He nodded, turned to make it down on the calendar, and gave Stiles 12 days to come back.

The drive ahead of him was going to take hours and his thoughts were still racing. What had happened to Derek? Had Kate come back for him? Had another Argent? Why had his eyes been red? What did the nemeton have to do with any of this?

xx

Outside of Noah Stilinski’s house, there were so many cars. More than he had seen in a long time. The sun was starting to fall from the later afternoon sky. The usually comforting smell of damp woods was missing. A faint smell of smoke remained. He left his duffle bag in the car, a black compact car that got him around well enough, and headed inside.

The house immediately went quiet when Stiles opened the door. He saw his dad talking to a kid – Derek’s son. He saw Scott’s Mom and Allison’s Dad and even Deacon, who he hadn’t seen in at least a decade. Peter was there, in a corner, and Malia glared at him from a few feet away. Liam, Mason, Parrish, and a girl he didn’t know were scattered around the room, too. Lydia and Jackson stood together and Stiles fought the urge to turn and walk straight back to his car. “Stiles?” He turned his attention to Scott. Scott who was standing with someone he didn’t recognize. Did he? She looked so much like someone they’d lost.

“Allison?” He whispered.

“Hey Stiles. It’s me.” Stiles let out a sob. “It’s really me,” she said, taking a step towards him. Scott moved with her and he let out another noise. Suddenly Allison was in his arms. Allison who had been dead. Allison whose death he had been responsible for. Who he had let die.

“How?” He could feel Scott’s arms go around them both. He felt Malia’s next and then Lydia’s hand on his shoulder. This was real. Allison had come back from the dead and in return, they’d lost someone else. It wasn’t fair.

“Derek,” he whispered. He could feel them tense as they let him go, retreating to where they’d been before.

The boy, Eli, he'd remembered his Dad calling him, made eye contact with him then. “My Dad held him back. He saved us. He sent that monster straight to Hell.”

“Parrish sent him to Hell, Derek held him in place,” Malia whispered.

“You were at the nemeton,” Stiles said, trying to put together how his dream had played into this. “No one called. No one came to get me. Derek is gone and I didn’t even know something was happening.”

“I tried to call you but it didn’t go through,” Lydia whispered. Shit, his phone had been broken for 5 days. Had it really all happened so suddenly?

“You couldn’t have been here, kid,” his Dad said, firmly. “That thing, I’m not sure we could’ve stopped it if it had gotten to you this time. He wasn’t playing by the rules anymore. He would never have let you go.”

“Who?” Stiles asked but he did so quietly. In his mind, the nemeton flashed again, this time it was bright – white. There was a chess board on top. “The nogitsune.”

“Yes.” Stiles couldn’t tell whether it was his dad, Scott, or Chris Argent who had responded. Maybe it had been all of them. Maybe none. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t get air. He was going to die and it was going to be because of the nogitsune, again. “He’s dead, Stiles. Gone. Burned by a hellhound. He can’t hurt you or any of us again.” That was Scott’s voice, it was definitely Scott’s.

“But he got Derek,” Stiles said, looking at Scott.

“Derek held him in place on the nemeton while Parrish lit him up. Someone had to hold him there. No one could’ve survived that kind of fire. He made a sacrifice to save all of us.” Stiles couldn’t listen to Scott anymore. He still couldn’t breath but he didn’t feel so much like he was dying. Somewhere, deep inside of him, he felt a pull. He needed to follow it. Out the door, into the woods, and he was running.

xx

Stiles ran until his legs wouldn’t cooperate any more. He collapsed in a clearing of trees. When he looked up, he knew what had been pulling him. It was right in front of him. The nemeton. And it was glowing. Silvery blue strands of light flowed out from the center. He blinked. In that second, the light was gone, and he was just a man on his knees in front of a tree stump with the sun setting and the air turning cold.

But he’d seen it – that light. The nemeton wasn’t done with him yet, and maybe, just maybe, that meant it wasn’t done with Derek either.

#teen wolf #teenwolf #sterek #stiles #teen wolf stiles #derek hale #tw #tw fix it #teen wolf fix it #sterek fix it #fanfic #sterek fic #sterek fanfic #teen wolf the movie #teen wolf movie #firefighter!stiles #scallison #eli hale #nemeton #spark!stiles #stiles is a druid or whatever #no deviation from movie until the very end #after the events of the movie stiles is sent a dream from the nemeton #derek’s alive #literally pls tell me if u want more of this thx #I have ideas

[evsipepsi]

STEREK TOP 5

ok, it's difficult but I wanna try and tell you my top 5 sterek fic :) (I have 230 sterek bookmarks so... let's see

Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] (17698 words): firefighter AU in which Derek and stiles know each other but at the same time they don't!! very sweet

The Scientific Method (5947 words): Stiles is helping the pack with some experiments, enters Derek. Lol super cute Derek

Love Comes in Spurts (26238 words): AU in which Derek is a porn actor and Scott's brother, enters Stiles and his college experience while being Derek and Scott's roommate

I See Good Things in Your Future (4199 words): The "Fair of Mysticism" is in town, and Madam Sabina insists on giving Stiles and Derek a psychic reading. Together.

Kiss it Better, Kiss it Back Together (3427): Stiles is cursed by a witch to forget the person he loves the most so everyone thinks it's Lydia but it's not and the only way to get the memories back is through a kiss

#sterek #teen wolf #tw #derek hale #stiles stilinski #fics #recs #teen wolf recs #teen wolf fics #fanfictions #teen wolf fic #stiles x derek #derek x stiles #smut #soft #derek hale one shot #love #firefighter au #firefighter Derek hale

[satashiiwrites]

Suspicions

Yay! Finally!

Title: Suspicions, from the Firefighter!Derek AU Series

Fandom: Teen Wolf, 911 Lonestar characters supporting cast

Pairing: pre-Sterek this part and Scott/Allison. Series endgame is Sterek, may also have some Noah Stillinski/Chris Argent/Peter Hale eventually.

Summary:

Noah had his suspicions about the Hale fire.  With Laura Hale dead and animal attacks increasing exponentially, he knows that Derek is not the problem but possibly an answer to the question of what is going on in Beacon Hills. 

Tags/warnings: canon levels of violence, canonical character deaths, alternative POV, timeline what timeline, all the angst for Derek Hale, firefighter!Derek, Noah Stilinski and Derek Hale bonding, Supportive adults, ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. Sheriff Stilinski investigates.

Read the story here on AO3

#Fic is complete #firefighter!derek #firefighter derek au #sheriff stillinski pov #pre-sterek #alternative universe #alternative season one #Teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #angst so much angst #hale fire is investigated #Sheriff Stilinski and derek hale bonding #Derek was adopted by TK and Owen but the paperwork never went thru

[hotgirlstiles]

very devastating lack of firefighter derek fics.. 😿😿

#txt #we must all mobilize and destroy deputy derek #FIREFIGHTER DEREK TRUTHERS WE FIGHT!!!

[rabbitcruiser]

International Workers Memorial Day

Workers’ Memorial Day is an international holiday marked on April 28 annually. It is observed to raise awareness of the importance of workplace safety, as well as commemorate all the workers who have lost their lives due to work-related illnesses and those whose lives have been put on hold due to injuries that have incurred while working. According to figures, the number of people who get killed at work is higher than those who lose their lives to wars and drug abuse combined! Labor unions around the world observe this day to remember their fallen heroes and discuss measures to ensure safe workplaces.

History of Workers Memorial Day

Although it only became widely popular when the U.S. first celebrated it on April 28, 1989, Workers’ Memorial Day had been celebrated several years before then by Canada on the same day. Perhaps, the unpopularity associated with Canada’s first observation can be credited to the fact that it was celebrated under a different, albeit similar name. Regardless of who first observed it though, the day was inspired by the signing of the Occupational Safety and Health Act into law in 1970 and the formation of the OSHA on April 28, 1971.

In the early years of the signing of the OSHA into law, the celebration of the Workers’ Memorial Day was centered in North America. The holiday only attained international recognition in the last parts of the 20th and the beginning of the 21st centuries. In 1985, the Canadian Labor Congress pronounced April 28 as an annual day of remembrance — which is the anniversary of a Workers’ Compensation Act signed as far back as 1914. Progressively, the American Federation of Labor and Congress of Industrial Organization (A.F.L.-C.I.O.) declared April 28 as Workers’ Memorial Day to honor the thousands of people who have been injured or lost their lives on their jobs. The U.K. followed suit with their celebration in 1992.

Since the adoption of the holiday by the International Labor Organization (I.L.O.) in 2001, many countries are now actively participating in observing it, with some deeming it fit to confer the holiday a public holiday status. Furthermore, to add value to the holiday, from 1996, annual themes began to be assigned to each year’s celebration of the day.

Workers Memorial Day timeline

1971 OSHA is Formed

The Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) is formed.

1989 A.F.L.-C.I.O. Declaration

The American Federation of Labor and Congress of Industrial Organizations declares April 28 as Workers' Memorial Day.

1992 Introduced in the U.K.

Tommy Harte introduces Workers' Memorial Day in the U.K.

1996 Themes Begin to Be Set

The I.C.F.T.U. begins to set annual themes for each Workers' Memorial Day.

2001 New Declaration

An agency of the United Nations — I.L.O. — recognizes Workers' Memorial Day and declares it World Day for Safety and Health at Work.

Workers Memorial Day FAQs

What does a labor union do?

Among many other things, labor unions are charged with fighting for the betterment of their workers’ welfare, remunerations, and all things needed for them to work in a favorable environment and for decent financial gratification. Generally, labor unions serve as mediators between their members and authorities. Their impacts have been felt by both employees and employers over the years.

Is a labor union a good thing?

It is. This is evident in the many advantages and privileges unionized workers get over their non-unionized counterparts. Most significant changes in employees’ welfare and safety were achieved through the struggles of labor unions. They do have their setbacks though.

Why do people not like unions?

Most governments and employers detest labor unions because of their strong affection for riots and strike actions. To the unions, those two are the most effective languages employers understand, and many a time, they do succeed in pressing home their demands with the employers.

How to Observe Workers Memorial Day

Inform the public about work safety

Strive for a safer environment at work

Honor the memories of fallen workers

Go out there and educate the public on the importance of staying safe while at work. Also, tell them the possible risks associated with their various works.

If you are working in an unsafe or potentially dangerous environment, get people to rally behind you and ask for a safer work environment from your employers. You might just be a cause for a good change.

Be it a close relative, friend, acquaintance, or stranger, honor the memories of those fallen heroes, who died in the cause of their works. Pay tributes to them or their loved ones.

5 Interesting Facts About Workers’ Memorial Day

It was first celebrated in Canada

It was unpopular at first

America made it popular

It became international

It's a public holiday in Gibraltar

Canada was the first country to mark it although under a different but similar name.

The event was first known but not quite as popular as it became in the later years.

It only began to be widely recognized when the U.S. marked it.

A host of country trade unions in Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia, and elsewhere observe it.

While it is simply a national holiday in other countries, it is a government-free public holiday in Gibraltar.

Why Workers Memorial Day is Important

It reminds us of successful struggles

It increases the unity between workers worldwide

It gives workers a more amplified voice

Workers' Memorial Day reminds us of how effective calling out to authorities for good changes can be. By doing so, we may be able to save someone's life.

Whichever continent you happen to be from and whichever race you belong to, this day increases the bond and unity between workers in achieving a common goal. We love this!

Workers around the world use the day to loudly voice out their work environment and other pressing demands. Considerate employers, on the other hand, listen to the demands.

Source

#Firefighter by Susan Velder #Miners Memorial by T.W. Seatle #Prospector and his dog by Chuck Buchanan #The Logger by Joerg Jung #Skagway Centennial Statue by Chuck Buchanan #Stampeder Statue by Peter Lucchetti #28 April #USA #Canada #International Workers Memorial Day #WorkersMemorialDay #original photography #travel #vacation #cityscape #tourist attraction #Whitehorse #Skagway #Chicos and Capulin by David Montgomery #Bad Decision by Vic Payne #Big Bill Murphy by Adam Skiles #Waiting on an Answer by George Lundeen #Anonymity of Prevention by Derek Lo and Lana Winkler #Standing Together by John Greer #Monument to the Calceteiro by Sérgio Stichini #Gruvabetaren by Helge Zandén #Strömmingsfiskaren by Per Nilsson-Öst

[teencopandthesourwolf]

Stiles to Derek: Boop!

Derek, jumping backwards into a fighting stance: What the hell?!

Stiles: It's a boop, babe!

Derek: It's a what now?

Stiles: Oh my God, Der. A boop! Please don't tell me you've never been booped before! Are you——wow, Derek Hale, are you, like, a boop virgin?

Derek:

Stiles: *slowly going in for another boop*

Derek: *tackling Stiles to the ground and landing on top of him*

Stiles: *gasps*

Derek: Wow, Stiles Stilinski, are you, like, a virgin-virgin?

Stiles: What? Pfft, Der, you absolutely know I'm not. *flicks eyebrows lewdly*

Stiles: I, just, uh...

Stiles: Meow!

Derek: *instantly confused, loses his advantage*

Stiles: *speed boops Derek approximately 2,437 times*

Stiles: Ha!

Derek: *recovers like a ninja and retaliates by pinning Stiles and kissing him senseless*

Stiles and Derek: *kissing*

Stiles and Derek: *more kissing*

Stiles and Derek: *still kissing*

Scott, walking in on them: *gasps*

Scott: Oh, okay, very funny, I get it; April Fools, right? Jokes on me.

Stiles and Derek: *breaking off from the kiss*

Stiles: Um, no, bro we're, uh...

Derek: In love.

Stiles: *tears up*

Scott: *also tears up, but for very different reasons*

Derek: *gets up and pulls Stiles up with him, grabbing him by the hand*

Derek: *walks up to scott, dragging Stiles beside him*

Derek: *boops Scott*

Derek: *in a completely monotone voice* Boop.

Derek: *throws Stiles over his shoulder firefighter-style and walks off*

Stiles: *shouting from around the corner* HE'S THE ANAKIN TO MY PALPATINE, SCOTTY! I BROUGHT HIM OVER TO THE BOOPSIDE!!

Scott: *has a nervous breakdown*

.

for @greyhavenisback, to hopefully make you smile...

and A VERY APRIL BOOP DAY TO ALL YOU STEREK LOVE-FOOLS OUT THERE! <333 (may the boop be with you! lol)

#boop! #completely correct teen wolf quotes #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #teen wolf #sterek chats #teen wolf chats #scoott mccall #scott finds out #april fool's day #april fools 2024 #tcats chats #tcats writes #teencopandthesourwolf

[ddejavvu]

m.list - aaron hotchner (cont.)

masterlist #1 / masterlist #2

making birthday breakfast for hotch with jack

working through a miscarriage with hotch

perv!hotch | 2

stepdad!hotch | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

dbf!hotch | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

your love language is physical touch

sub!hotch

hotch saves you from a bad date

hotch scrubs your blood off the wall

kinktober with hotch

hotch runs you a bath

going to an amusement park with the team

hotch brings you breakfast

you scare yourself at night and hotch comforts you

the BAU plays truth or dare

hotch ignores you while you ride him

hotch + 'who did this to you?'

mafia!hotch

hotch thinks about having a kid with you

you figure out a quick way to end an argument with hotch

hotch is sweet on pregnant!reader

showing hotch around your hometown

you have hotch's initials tattooed on you

professor!hotch | 2

leaving lipstick stains on hotch

visiting hotch at work

hotch + casual dominance

demon!hotch

hunter!hotch

taking care of hotch

hotch doesn't know why you sleep on a towel

hotch throws you a 'welcome back' party

king!hotch

dad!hotch | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

dilf!hotch

you really like having hotch's kids

camboy!hotch

baking christmas cookies with the BAU

sharing your snacks with hotch

touch starved!hotch

hotch x bimbo!reader

firefighter!hotch | 2

hotch x touch starved!reader

your daughter loves hotch

hotch + somnophilia

CEO!hotch

doctor!hotch x nurse!reader

lumberjack!hotch

derek finds out you and hotch are seeing each other

giving hotch a massage in front of the team

hotch protects you

you tell hotch you love him

you faint at headquarters and hotch drives you home

hotch dresses to your taste

hotch x cat hybrid!reader | 2

hotch celebrates Hanukkah with you

you accidentally cut yourself and hotch takes care of you

oral cockwarming with hotch

hotch takes care of you when you're sick

you're insatiable and hotch can barely keep up

penelope and derek visit hotch and meet you

the perks of working with your boyfriend, hotch

drunk hotch is handsy

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner smut #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner x you fanfiction #aaron hotchner masterlist #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds masterlist

[letraspal]

“Baz, why do you have the FDNY firefighter calendar?”

Mr. June and the real star of this shoot, Derek Jeter the cat. From “A little bit deadly” by @emeryhall ❤️

#Baz I know what you did with Mr June #you manifested it my boy #Emery as I promised here Mr June #simon snow #snowbaz #baz pitch #fanart #letraspal #carry on #illustration #book characters #carry on fanart #rainbow rowell #a little bit deadly

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Firefighter Derek tag?

Hi @medhir! @kevaaronday found these for you.

Escape To New York by HaleHathNoFury (80,438 | 22/? | Explicit | Sterek) After being forced to bite Gerard and facing Scott's inevitable betrayal, Derek is so done.

Outstation by CabbageOriley (23,026 | 15/15 | Gen | Sterek) Stiles is the newest hire at the Beacon Hills Fire Department. What will happen when he gets stationed at the outstation referred to as the Hale Hole? He's going to die, that's what. He's going to die and... fall in lov

This love is like wildfire by adara (12,058 | 2/2 | Teen | Sterek) In which Stiles is a volunteer firefighter dealing with a fire that's creeping up on Beacon Hills and Derek and Stiles both realize they've been missing some important information over the years.

The Hale House for Wayward Werewolves by elisela (9,870 | 1/1 | Teen | Sterek) The first time Derek sees Stiles, he’s sitting cross-legged next to a kiddie pool filled with floating plastic fish just outside the door of his classroom, clapping his hands along with the rest of the kids around him as a boy in blue reaches out with a net to scoop one up. There’s a sandbox on the other side of the door that kids are pawing through, nudging each other as they dig up magnetic letters, and through the door Derek can see the rest of the students sprawled across the room reading books.

Shots Fired by kits_lightning (4,787 | 1/1 | Explicit | Sterek) "Shut up." He clicked his radio on. “This is Mahealani I need an ambulance at my 20. Officer down, I repeat, officer down. I need an ambulance.”

The coldness in Stiles' arm was replaced by pain when Danny put all of his weight on it.

"Wow, Jackson rubbed off on you in a negative way." He joked through gritted teeth.

"Yeah well at least I had the decency to call a bus." Stiles could hear the sirens at a far distance of what he hoped was an ambulance getting closer.

"Yay, maybe Scott will be on call." He said with clear sarcasm. Scott was one of the best paramedics in the town but he was sooooo going to yell at Stiles when he finds out he got shot.

"If you think Scott's going to be mad, wait until your husband finds out." 

Fuck.

Stilinski Saturday Night by JoMouse (3,230 | 1/1 | Gen | Sterek) The Stilinski men took Derek in after the fire. Now, Derek and Stiles are firefighters at the same station.

Stuck With You by leoshaa (2,048 | 1/1 | Teen | Sterek) Every summer the microbiology graduate students throw a party in their department building. Every year people get irresponsibly drunk after the stress of final theses and paper defences. Every year some students dare each other to crawl through the giant stone vagina sculpture in front of the microbiology building.

For years, that had apparently been okay. Generations of students had done it and there had never been a problem.

Stiles is not sure whether he should be proud or disappointed to be the first to get stuck. He hopes it's not an omen.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #firefighter!derek

[sourmiguel]

Burning for You by MadMim (wc25511, teen)

Summary: Derek loves every part about being a firefighter except one: the annual charity calendar. That is until the new photographer waltzes into the firehouse. He easily charms every member of the pack but Derek worries about opening up to the human. Still he can't seem to keep Stiles at arms length, the photographer easily worming his way under Derek’s walls and into his heart.

Derek as a firefighter is just...one of the best fandom tropes there ever could be. I also love the way he's just drawn to Stiles in this fic.

#fic rec #sterek #sterek au

[d4yl1ghts]

stuck

mark sloan x shy, fem!reader

summary: you and mark get to know each other when you get stuck in an elevator

A/N- i feel like he would love star wars? but this gives me such katniss and peeta vibes

-

You read the files that Doctor Shepherd had given you to take a look through because he thought his new patient may have some sort of problem with their heart and cardiology was your specialty. You were currently in the elevator, heading up to find an empty room to study your new case when the elevator suddenly came to a halt. Confusedly you glanced around and noticed Mark Sloan, the world’s number one man-whore was the only other person there.

He glanced up from his papers and made eye contact with you. “What happened?”, he questioned with a hint of uncertainty in his voice. This was the first time you’d heard him so nervous. “I think the elevator just broke.”, you sighed as the realisation just set in once you said it out loud. He huffed to himself. “Hopefully they’ll be able to fix it soon, I have a surgery in an hour.”, he stated, checking the time on his watch.

“Might as well get comfortable.”, he added as he fixed himself on the floor and placed his files beside him. You copied his actions and sat opposite him. “So, what case have you got there?”, he asked you, striking conversation. “Oh, just a new case Derek wanted me to check up on. What about you?”, you awkwardly asked as your cheeks blazed. “Just some boring charts of burn victims, I have to reconstruct their faces, arms and legs.”, he said. “Oh, lovely.”, you replied sarcastically.

You stared at the wall of the lift and zoned out into your own thoughts. It must have been around five minutes of silence before Mark started speaking again: “If we’re gonna be here for a while then we may as well get to know each other.”, he said, looking into your eyes. It wasn’t a bad idea, there was nothing else you could really do.

“Tell me three random facts about yourself. I’ll go first: I used to live in New York (I’m sure you’ve heard about that), my middle name is Everett and I love the Star Wars movies.”

“Uhm… this is actually hard to think about, hold on.”, you said, embarrassed. He chuckled slightly. “Okay, I hate posh restaurants, I also love the Star Wars movies and I have a pet cat named Jack.”

“Cool, why do you hate posh restaurants though?”, he questioned as he turned to you with amusement in his eyes. “They’re just so intimidating and I just generally don’t like the vibe of the, do you know what I mean? Also, they’re so overpriced like you could find some cosy place that sells nicer food for way cheaper.”, you said passionately. You did not like posh restaurants at all. “I get what you’re coming from to be honest. I always preferred a cute and little cafe opposed to a fancy restaurant.”, he reasoned.

“If I ever ask you out on a date, I guess I’ll know where to take you.”, he flirted which left your cheeks on fire, well that’s what it felt like anyway. “I’m not surprised everyone calls you a man-whore.”, you said as you ignored what he previously said. “That’s not my proudest nickname.”, he responded. “I want to change my nickname, I don’t want to be known as that anymore. I don’t want loads of hook-ups and flings, I want a real relationship.”

He gazed at you. “I swear we’re having a whole confession session here. Oh my God, it rhymed.”, he laughed to himself. You laughed along with him, he was pretty funny and cute. If you looked past his reputation, he was a nice guy.

After another fifteen minutes of talking and joking, firefighters had arrived and gotten the two of you out of the elevator. “Hey, Y/N, do you wanna hang out one day? Not in an elevator, of course.”, he asked you, almost anxiously as he awaited a response. “Yeah, I’d love to.”

“I promise I won’t take you to a posh restaurant.”, he added as he walked away and charmingly smirked at you. You laughed to yourself and waved him off. “We can work out a date.”

#mark sloan #mark sloan x reader #mcsteamy #greys anatomy #greys anatomy x reader #greys anatomy imagine #greys abc #fem!reader