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lasouris-r · 3 months
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junkdrawerfics · 9 months
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First Meeting
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Jasper Hale X Reader
Series of Firsts
Summary: The first time you meet Jasper Hale is when you get lost in the woods. Is he your rescuer or the danger you should be looking out for, though?
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Note: New series wooh! Hope you guys enjoy!
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Moving to Forks in the middle of summer had its pros and cons.
Pro: You have plenty of time to explore and get to know the area.
Pro: You can adjust to the new home before school starts.
Con: You haven’t been able to meet many people your age and therefore have no friends yet.
Con: You thought it would be nice to take a walk by the woods, but you swear you saw a hurt cat and you tried to help it but it ran away and you followed it and now you’re lost.
The last point may not have anything to do with it being summer, but still.
On the bright side, you did catch the little guy! Not without a few scratches, but you got him.
You perch yourself on a tree stump, a small tabby kitten nestled in your arms, completely tuckered out from running. Careful to not jostle him,  you give him a good once over. It looks like he was maybe clipped by a car, or maybe a bike, dried blood running down one of his legs which looks significantly out of place. 
Poor thing.
Sighing softly, you tuck him back into your lap and glance around. The trees all look the same, and you have no clue what direction you came from. There’s no way to tell what time it is either, since you left your phone at home and the sun is completely blocked out by the clouds. Not the best situation.
At least it’s still light out, you think to yourself. It could be a lot worse. For now, it’s light, you’re warm, and you told your mom you were going out before you did, so she should notice when you don’t come back in a few hours.
If you don’t make it back yourself, that is!
“I don’t suppose you know the way out?” You hum, scratching the small kitten’s head as he raises his head at the sound of your voice. He looks at you with dark amber eyes, barely open.
“Mew.”
“Hm, I thought so.” You shake your head with a fond smile. “That’s okay. Maybe if I just start walking, I’ll find someone.”
The kitten grumbles a little when you pop to your feet. Might as well go with your gut, right? That’s what people usually do in situations like this. So, you go to set off in the directions you think you came from. Hopefully. 
Until you hear a loud snap come from behind you.
Every muscle in your body goes still. The ball of fur in your arms bristles, suddenly far more alert, letting out a quiet, squeaking hiss. It makes your chest tighten, a spark of fear and realization traveling through your bones.
Are there predators in these woods?
“You’ll hit the coast before you find a soul if you go that way.”
The sound of a low, rumbling voice immediately puts you at ease, the tension dripping from your shoulders. Thank the heavens you don’t have to wander even deeper into the woods. There’s no telling how much more lost you could get. You turn to thank your savior, eyes going wide when they land on him.
Pretty. That’s your first thought.
He’s very pretty. For a moment, you could even convince yourself you are just looking at a sculpture abandoned in the woods. He’s tall, very tall, gold hair falling to his sharp jaw, skin shockingly pale in the dim light. His eyes, dark and narrowed, glint with curiosity and maybe a hint of concern as he looks you over.
Heat flares across your cheeks. This feels straight out of some teen romance novel. A handsome stranger comes to the rescue of the damsel in distress. Except, while he is a handsome stranger, you are dressed in an oversized, pastel hoodie with cat scratches all over your face and hands. Not to mention the mangy kitten in your arms who looks like he wants to kill the man.
What a sight this must be for him.
You offer your rescuer a wide, somewhat awkward smile, “Thanks for telling me. I definitely have no clue where I am, if you can’t tell.”
The man tilts his head, brows furrowing, “How’d you end up all the way out here?”
“Well-” You shrug, shifting back and forth on your feet. “-it was just supposed to be a walk, but then I saw this little guy and he looked like he needed help.”
His eyes dart down to the small kitten in your arms, lips twitching in amusement. The fluff ball glares back at him without hesitation. You shuffle him in your arms a little, trying to get him to calm down, but he stubbornly clings to your sleeve so he can see the blond.
“I chased him out here,” you continue, settling for just clutching him against your chest, just in case he tries to be rude. “His leg looks pretty bad and I just couldn’t leave him, you know? I’m pretty sure he needs a vet, but I don’t know how to get back to town. Could you maybe um…”
You trail off. You shouldn’t hesitate to ask for help, you know it’s silly, but you don’t want to bother this guy. What if he was on his way somewhere? Maybe he could just point you in the right direction. But what if it gets dark before you get home? The thought of walking through the woods at night is not one you’d like to live through.
After a hard second of him looking at you, as if trying to figure out whether you’re a threat or not - which feels kind of backwards if you’re being honest - the man seems to soften. His posture loosens and a small, charming smile slants his lips. 
Your heart stutters.
In a very old-school, gentlemanly way, he offers you his hand, “It’d be a privilege to escort you back, miss-?”
You stare at his extended hand, completely oblivious to his question until you glance up and see him watching you expectantly, lips pursed, dark eyes dancing with amusement. 
Oh!
“(Y/n),” you blurt quickly, face going impossibly redder. “My name’s (Y/n) (L/n)! I just moved here.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, (Y/n).” The smile comes back, wider, brighter, and you want to melt. “Name’s Jasper Hale, I’ve lived here quite some time.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet you, too, Jasper Hale,” you chime, finally taking his hand (much to the kitten’s displeasure). “Especially now. I would've been wandering out here for a long time if you hadn’t showed up. Who knows what’s out here.”
Something flashes through Jasper’s eyes, but he merely smiles and agrees, “You can never be too careful.”
“I’ll keep that in mind next time,” you sigh, following him as he starts in the opposite direction you were going to go, “It’s my fault for thinking I didn’t need my phone. It’s just my luck to not have it the one time I need it.”
“Bad luck finds you at the worst times,” he hums wistfully.
“This is your fault,” you whisper down at the kitten, who has settled down a little bit, “You’re not even black, how are you so unlucky?”
He blinks up at you, looking unimpressed. You laugh, scratching his chest softly.
“I think he’s mocking me,” you murmur, “He probably doesn’t even need my help based on the fight he put up.”
“He just doesn’t know what’s good for him,” Jasper chuckles, something fond starting to grow in his chest.
He had been hunting when the scent of fresh blood had drawn him further into the woods. He didn’t even remember moving, hunting it down, nothing until he came to a dead stop there at the edge of the small clearing. That’s where he found you, watched as you slowly, patiently coaxed the angry kitten into your arms.
He doesn’t know what made him stop. What overcame the burning thirst in his throat. But when he laid eyes on you, listened to you talk to the kitten as if it would talk back, felt the gentle positivity coming off of you like pure warmth, it just disappeared.
Replaced with a burning curiosity and something fiercely protective.
Who was this girl he’d never seen before? Why was she all the way out in the woods, at least thirty minutes from the town? Alone? What if something happened to her?
The moment you started walking in the wrong direction, he couldn’t stop himself. Against his better judgment, of course. He couldn’t just let you wander off alone, though. The others will probably be angry with him once he gets back, but at least he can make sure you get home safely.
Which he does.
You stop at the edge of your yard, turning to him with the softest, most genuine smile, brimming with gratitude.
“Thank you, Jasper. Really. I hope this isn’t the last time we meet?” Your eyes glow with so much hope, and he can’t bring himself to deny it.
He should. He should stay far away from you, because something tells him that as much as this new feeling in his chest could be something good, it could also be something horribly dangerous. For you. He should stop it here and now, cut all ties.
But he saw how well that worked for Edward.
So he nods, dares to lift your hand to his lips and press a ghost of a kiss to your knuckles. Jasper can feel your life under his fingers, hear your pulse race, and he expects the thirst to come roaring back, to feel some kind of temptation, but the only thing he feels is your overflowing, bashful joy. And he loves it.
“Until next time, miss (L/n),” he murmurs, and you giggle, “Try not to run after any more injured animals, alright?”
“I’ll try,” you promise, feeling high as a kite.
“Good.” Jasper grins.
He watches you go inside, just to be safe, making eye contact one last time with the furry, little creature still in your arms, right before the door falls shut. It glares at him, tiny tail thrashing.
Unlucky, you said.
Maybe.
You’ll both have to wait and see.
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I'm pretty excited about this new little series! It'll be super simple, just a series about different "firsts" you have with Jasper, ie first kiss, first date, etc. If you want anything specific, let me know!
Also, I know it might be a little unrealistic, but I don't care! That's not what this is about lol
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dropofbittersea · 3 months
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“Beacon County Sheriff's Department, this is deputy Mahealani speaking.”
“Oh thank god!”
“Stiles?”
“I, uh, I need some advice.”
“Advice?”
“Yeah. So, hypothetically, say you met your boyfriend’s mother and sister for the first time ever. Completely by accident. In the grocery store. And they convinced you to help them make a dinner to surprise aforementioned boyfriend when he got home after work. What would you do?”
Danny paused, and then, “Stiles, you don’t have a boyfriend.”
“That’s not the point! And I said hypothetically.”
“Stiles...what are you doing right now?”
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Stiles never imagined he’d be in Derek’s kitchen cooking a surprise dinner with Derek’s family while they waited for Derek to get home from work.
Partly because their visit was a complete surprise.
But mostly because Stiles didn’t have a boyfriend.
Or even know who Derek was.
But he’d already come this far and Papa didn’t raise no quitter!
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I’ve been searching for this fic so long I might have made it up. The only things I remember is the Hale siblings have a Saturday farmer’s market stand selling soap which Derek helps cut (obviously). Laura is the best and Cora is really surly and needs help with the Square at checkout. And it was a really sweet fic.
It also may or may not have had dom/sub themes but honestly that might be a different fic. May or may not have been werewolves (known?).
Thanks for finding all these fics!
Hi @ofbrokendreams! @magicbayleef says it's this one.
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Chance only favours the prepared mind by relenafanel
(1/1 I 4,154 I General I Sterek)
“What kind of bet did you lose that you have to go out with this?” the guy asked, gesturing to himself.
“First person to flirt with me,” Derek grumbled.
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noyzinerd · 11 months
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Stiles: Um, sure. Let's see...hmmm...Oh! If you see a drowsy looking bee on the ground, you can give it a little drop of sugar water to help make it feel better.
Derek, in the middle of cleaning out a bullet wound:
Stiles:
Stiles: I'm now starting to realize that you were probably asking me for a "Q-Tip" rather than a "cute tip".
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renmackree · 1 year
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In the Jeep community there's a trend called ducking where you put a rubber duck on another owner's Jeep. It's like, supposed to be a symbol of "I like your style."
So imagine Stiles being ducked the first time. He gets out of class and there's a duck on his windshield. He puts it out on display proudly like "Look at me, I'm popular!"
He's just a happy guy that someone felt the need to duck him.
So Derek just keeps doing it. Finding new and interesting ducks on Amazon or in the store, sometimes two or three at a time. Every time Stiles is just happy and showing off the newest duck, keeping them in their own little space.
It continues in college, Derek being sure to find some way to duck him when he least expects it. Stiles always so happy about getting a new one.
And Derek finally works up the courage to buy the little werewolf duck and puts it on the jeep seat one Christmas when Stiles is home. But Stiles doesn't say anything about that one, he doesn't even mention it.
Derek feels silly and just goes home but he finds a little duck in plaid on his windshield and turns around to see Stiles like.
"Thanks for the ducks"
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ryoto-kuki · 19 days
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The Pack™️ : We need help.
Stiles : Don't ask for my help with things you can do yourself
Issac : How do you this math sum? Can you help me,Stiles?
Stiles : Of course I'll help you I'm not a monster
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Hey, I do not think you're lame. Seriously, at all. I'm actually really enjoying getting to know you. 
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avoxiado · 12 days
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Teen Wolf fic rec!
• Word Count: 33,555
• Chapters: Oneshot
• Ship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Summary:
Derek Hale looked terrifying. With his broad frame and muscles, with his wild black hair and thick beard, with his eyes the color of blood and fangs of a killer. Despite his kindness and his apparent attraction to Stiles, he was still a stranger, a predator, a wolf.
The thing is, Stiles would deal, but others might not. People found Lord Hale horrid, monstrous and unapproachable.
If Stiles stood behind him, no one would touch him.
He’d be safe with the wolf. If not from him, then definitely from everyone else. And that was enough.
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yangjeongin · 10 months
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TAEMIN AND HYUNJIN - HARD CHALLENGE
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kymera219 · 2 months
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@natendo-art providing me with some fluffy Sterek goodness based on cute little memes
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screechingart · 2 months
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oh my GOSH I DONT EVEN CARE. I DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT THIS DRAWING ANYMORE I JUST WANT IT TO BE DONE. FOURTEEN HOURS— I’m actually going insane💀
This drawing fame from the most wholesome of intentions and led to being a nightmare ;-: basically like twice a year I get sucked back into Heartless (a story concept by @abd-illustrates hes literally my favorite artist hes super duper cool ✨ u should check out his channel 😼) and then I draw his characters. This time I decided to make a whole illustration with everyone together cuz it’d be funnnn BUT IT WASNT. IT WAS FOURTEEN HOURS AAAAGGGHHH
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Don’t get me wrong I absolutely ADORE this story and I’m proud of my self for finally doing a full drawing with them like I always wanted to, it’s just unfortunate that this specific illustration was such a nightmare 😭 (Doppel & Glass I’m talking about ur crazy jackets..). They we’re all super fun to draw, as always, but COLORING is what took 13 hours :(
I made a drawing of River and had to crop her out for the composition, but I don’t wanna yap at you more so it’s going under the cut
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And y’all don’t get an Alchemy, they’re too hard to draw I attempted and failed I’m sorry ;-;
It sucks that not everyone is in this drawing but I was just having such a hard time with it I cut out two whole ppl 😭 maybe next time I draw them I’ll include everyone :) ALSO WHATATAATAT ABD ILLUSTRATES IS MAKING ANOTHER HEARTLESS RELATED THING?? (Or maybe just an Eira thing) YAYAAYYAYAAY I CANT WAIT GRAAAAHHHHH
Edit: remembered I forgot my watermark it’s been like months😭
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lizardkingeliot · 1 year
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The Magicians | Brakebills Backstage: Episode 109
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artbyme226 · 13 days
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Cornelia from W.I.T.C.H 💚
I love her so much😭 She's gorgeous!💚
🌱Commissions are Open 🌱
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spiritsurfers · 13 days
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Light fairies 🧚🏻🌸🍃
https://spiritsurfers.substack.com/p/celebrity-flash-readings-female-fairies
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cogamori · 19 days
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Cornelia Hale ✨💅
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