Thingamajig

And then I saw your face... (fanart + ficlet)

Summary:

Since it appeared wrapped around Stiles' pinky on his 13th birthday, the red string of fate has led out of Beacon Hills. Even out of Beacon county. Now touring his new college campus he suddenly feels a sharp tug on his finger — the string around it pulling tight for the first time in his life.

Note: For my secret santa giftee Sivan325 :) I hope I got down what you were hoping for.

This was supposed to only be a picture. Now it kind of sprouted a ficlet. Ah well. Ignore my writing. :D Focus on the art.

Erika, referencing ebenezer scrooge: You, boy! What day is it?!

Flatrides 📷

@sterekreversechallenges is back after another week of Sterek art and fic from the Sterek Reverse Quickie 2026! For week two, we have Stiles with wings, gothic humor, artist Stiles, romance novelist Stiles, fae Stiles, older Stiles, curses, Derek and Stiles transformed into fluffy animals, Derek and Stiles in pink panties, fluff, smut, versatile Sterek, various takes on mates. We have moodboards and digital drawings and manips. Dig in and enjoy!

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Marked (@cw0ffeefandomaddict, @eevylynnart):

Stiles has spent years keeping his secrets exactly that — secret. Layered shirts, careful angles, a very practiced talent for misdirection. Beacon Hills is complicated enough without adding shifter to the list of things nobody can know. He wasn't planning on Derek finding out. He definitely wasn't planning on what came after.

Betrothed (But Not to You): (@write-light, @1989dreamer):

The Hale family is very much alive, very much werewolves, and more than a little… weird. Stiles is a failing portrait artist hired by the mysterious Hales to paint their son's betrothal portrait. Neither Stiles nor Derek plan to fall in love, but things happen. Who is Derek betrothed to, anyway? And why is no one happy about it? Stiles just needs to paint Derek's portrait – how hard could it be?   A story by write_light, inspired by the artwork of the same name by klam.

Enough to Make Me Feel Supernatural (@nixeleth, @renmackree):

The problem with finding someone on Grindr wasn’t that he was demisexual—the problem was that fourteen years ago, Stiles had basically imprinted on one surly teenager over a "stolen" sandwich cookie, and he’d never really gotten over that. Honestly, it was like something out of one of his own romance novels, except without werewolves.

tagged (@seaweed-water, @asyndetonic):

Stiles, a graphic designer by day and graffiti artist by night, just wants to tag his love for Derek all over town. Derek would prefer to be tagged instead, iykwim 😏

Domination Conflagration (@definitivelydrivel, @sugareey-makes-stuff):

Stiles' first thought was oh fuck. Stiles' second thought was, why the hell is that rabbit glaring at me? FUCK was his third thought as the rabbit lunged.

In which Derek startles Stiles awake in the middle of the dream, resulting in Stiles' spark turning them into a rabbit and a cat respectively. Complicated questions of dominance follow, along with a resolution to said questions (and of course, smut!).

The Sun, The Moon, The Truth (Annabeth_Crestfallen_LeMorte, @sterekloverforever):

Two souls connected despite being polar opposites. One is sunshine, the other is the moon. While one enjoys the simple things in life, like gardening and watching the sunrise, the other enjoys living on the wild side, like riding motorcycles and howling at the moon. When they come together, they realize how the other completes them perfectly. They are yin and yang, the sun and moon, soul mates.

every kiss you give me (@srue-on-fire, @artemischarmed):

“Can you take this to Stiles? I forgot my notes upstairs.” Derek looked at the coffee like she’d handed him a live grenade. “I can’t.” Laura narrowed her eyes. “You can’t carry a coffee?” “I’m injured.” “You have one broken arm, not Victorian wasting disease.” Derek refused to dignify that with a response and walked away. Laura yelled after him, “You used to bring him cinnamon rolls voluntarily!” Yes, Laura. That was before Derek had admitted he wanted a beard burn on his thighs and she cackled like a hyena instead of protecting his virtues.

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Just canceled my account (not that I used it that much). But I won’t permit this. Via @unaminh.bsky.social:

IMPORTANT: For any artists/writers/etc etc, using Linktree to point people to their work, from 5 July, they'll be feeding all imagery you use on your landing page into DALL-E by OpenAI.

art by @asyndetonic

tagged, 4k

Stiles, a graphic designer by day and graffiti artist by night, just wants to tag his love for Derek all over town. Derek would prefer to be tagged instead, iykwim 😏

you are playing with an imaginary toy in an imaginary sandbox. fandom is all about having fun and letting your imagination run wild. canon is only a suggestion, not a rule. how much of canon you will follow, if any, is entirely up to you.

please stop trying to apply rules on hobbies and something that’s supposed to be your comfort place and a form of self-care.

“is it okay if I think this” “is it okay if I imagine that” it’s YOUR little world that you create for yourself and your own enjoyment. you literally do not need strangers’ opinions or permission when it comes to a hobby that doesn’t harm or affect anybody in real life. again, it’s YOUR imagination, YOUR world, YOUR creation. you have all the power and the freedom to:

headcanon whatever you want, however you want

ship whatever you want, however you want

write whatever you want, however you want

draw whatever you want, however you want

create whatever you want, however you want

reject whatever you want, however you want

as long as you’re not harming anybody in real life, how you have fun with fictional characters and your imagination is no one’s business but your own’s.