I posted 10,253 times in 2022
That's 4,193 more posts than 2021!
32 posts created (0%)
10,221 posts reblogged (100%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@merfilly
@laikawriter
@renthony
@dearericbittle
@thesporkidentity
I tagged 1,115 of my posts in 2022
#teen wolf - 289 posts
#stiles stilinski - 236 posts
#sterek - 120 posts
#derek hale - 109 posts
#sheriff stilinski - 109 posts
#teen wolf fic - 78 posts
#stranger things spoilers - 71 posts
#home across the universe - 35 posts
#writing - 29 posts
#sterek slow burn - 27 posts
Longest Tag: 130 characters
#9:40am and i'm excited that i just need to write the last scene of this current chapter and then it will be finished barring edits
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Category: Gen
Chapters: 1/1
Relationships: Stiles Stilinski & Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski & Sheriff Stilinski
Tags: Theo Raeken (Mentioned), Donovan (Mentioned) Dread Doctors AU, Homeless Stiles Stilinski, Runaway Stiles Stilinski, Thief Stiles Stilinski, Under a Spell, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Food Insecurity, Mental Health Issues, Nogitsune Trauma, Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski
Summary:
As a last ditch, hold on by the fingernails solution, it was inevitable that the tape would fray down to the last thread and break.
Duct tape wasn't meant to last forever. Literally or metaphorically.
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After the fight with Scott in the rain, after Stiles nearly gave into the overwhelming impulse to throw that damned wrench at Scott's head, Stiles knows he can't stay in Beacon Hills. He doesn't have a pack now, and if he tells Dad he'll no longer have a parent. So Stiles leaves. He gets as far as the Jeep will take him and then he walks a little farther.
Away from home, from everyone he knows, Stiles grapples with the lingering murderous and violent impulses that haunt him day and night and tries to survive while remaining invisible. But duct tape only holds things together for so long. It was never meant to be a permanent solution.
20 notes - Posted April 19, 2022
#4
"It took me a while to understand the lesson in my choices and the tragedies. That's the gift time gives you if you manage to live long enough. You begin to realize that fear is necessary as a warning system, but you can’t let it grow past that into any form of control over your actions.”
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Chapter nine is up!
21 notes - Posted January 25, 2022
#3
Can someone have a talk with my muse? I literally finished and posted a 20k+ chapter to a teen wolf fic yesterday and now I’ve got 5k written on a teen wolf one shot crossover with Jurassic World.
Like, yes, I binged the dino movies over the weekend due to the snow storm, but I did not need another thing to write. I’m trying to finish the first one.
Is anyone even interested in that kind of a crossover?
23 notes - Posted February 7, 2022
#2
Chapter Ten: Beat the Boy
"What happened?"
Mini-Stiles opened his mouth but before any words came out he sensed a high-pitched vibration in the air. It was like a rubber band pulled tight, then tighter and tighter. It dug into his head, his chest. Then it snapped.
Mini-Stiles whipped around toward the gyms.
Stiles was in trouble.
He didn't bother to say anything. Mini-Stiles just ran, blindly following the magic in the air he knew belonged to his brother.
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Chapter Ten has arrived! I think I need a nap, and some chocolate. You're gonna need tissues, though.
24 notes - Posted February 6, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Fandom: Teen Wolf, Firefly
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Jordan Parrish, Alan Deaton, Laura Hale, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey
Tags: Accidental Child Acquisition, Accidental Teenager Acquisition, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Firefly Setting, Stilinski Family Feels, Sheriff Stilinski's Name is John, Young Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Not a Firefly Retelling
Summary: John Stilinski used to be a man of the law, a sheriff on his home planet of Beacon 3, and never thought he’d have need to stop off on such a planet as this, but life had long since taught him that what he thought was right or true was usually never what the rest of the ‘verse reflected or practiced.
Much to his everlasting regret and grief.
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John finally has his son back after spending seven years trying to free him from the Alliance's Academy, but Stiles did not escape alone and both he and Lydia are harboring deep secrets. With two traumatized kids under his care, a ship in need of repair and extra crew, John goes out on a limb to hire three people on Deaton's recommendation. He sincerely hopes it doesn't bit him in the ass, because these new hires are former Browncoats. John, and his first mate Jordan Parrish, fought under the Alliance.
24 notes - Posted September 28, 2022
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Friday Kiss Tag
I was tagged by @bluehourskyeli thank you so much!
Tagging uhhh… @ink-fireplace-coffee @jessica-writes22 and @treesandwords if you want to (no pressure tho)
Also @deadlycupid I think you might want to see this 👀 (if not that’s fine tho)
From the fire bearer au because I wanted to play around with it
“You are not a monster, Talon.“ Aiden said quietly.
And right there, sitting by the fire with him, with his heart warmed with something else then the familiar burn of anger and fear, Talon almost believed him.
Almost.
Sensing his doubt Aiden grabbed his face, forcing him to meet eyes with the other fire bearer.
His touch was warm, pleasantly so, but Talon still flinched, taken aback by the sudden gesture.
“I mean it,” Aiden clarified. “Monsters don’t regret. They don’t fear their own anger.”
With an elegant motion he moved to straddle Talon’s legs.
His eyes were fierce as they all but bored into him, almost glowing in the light of the bonfire.
Talon couldn’t move, couldn’t answer, frozen by this sudden lack of space between him and the other boy.
So he only looked back into those deep brown eyes and let them look into his soul.
“If you were a monster, you wouldn’t try to stifle your anger. You’d let it burn down the world.
You would show the world true fear the way it was shown to you. But you don’t. Because you’re a good man, Talon.”
He caressed Talon’s face, eyes soft and warm. “You are good. And I’m not giving up until you see it, too.”
Aiden smiled. Then he surged forward, pressing his lips to Talon’s.
As soon as he realized what was happening, Talon kissed Aiden back avidly, passionately.
He hooked one arm around the other boy’s waist, pulling him closer. With his other hand he reached up to caress the nape of Aiden’s neck.
Talon could feel Aiden’s warmth in the touch of his hands against his face, the press of his body against his own and he remembered what Greta had said about him, how his fire was fueled by his love.
The bonfire flickered dangerously.
Overcome with a sudden hunger, Talon deepened the kiss, which gained him a gasp from Aiden, an invitation for Talon to take, to explore.
And he did, gladly so.
It was like Aiden had set something within him aflame. And maybe he had, because all Talon felt right now was heat.
Talon let his hands roam Aiden’s sides, gladly swallowing every sound escaping those heated lips.
His heart was burning burning burning.
Warm, warm, warm with an emotion so contrary to those he usually felt when his flame was set alight.
No anger, but something else entirely.
Love. Desire.
A flame stronger than any other.
New. Exciting. Lovely.
Behind them, the bonfire flared up, burning high and bright.
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