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I am terrible at fight/action scenes, how do they always wind up in my fics??

#I regret everything #editing TW stuff #there are so many highlights #omg

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has anyone else ever seen the movie The Numbers Station? I feel like it could be a really good idea for a fic.

#teen wolf fanfiction #Movie ideas #Thiam? #The numbers station

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part one of (eventual)Thiamott fic is live :)

#teen wolf fanfiction #Thiamott #finally posted omg

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Seven Sentences Sunday Monday Tuesday tagged by @wolfboy88

(Monday is a figment of my imagination and exists solely as a calendar work day lol) I am counting this as a Wip since it's being heavily edited :D

from Chapter 15 of "we're not dead we're dying"

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“Stop- stop telling me he is gone. I know.”

“When you can say the word I will.”

“Dead. Scott is dead. Are you happy now?” A blip in his heartbeat. A chink in the armor. Liam feels terrible taking a swing at it, necessary as it is.

“No. Neither of us will be for a while and that’s okay. We can miss him, and grieve him. But you have to start grieving first. I know that is difficult for you-”

“You have no idea.” Theo punches the bed, nearly screaming the words.

“I know you, Theo. There is nothing you could tell me I don’t already know.” He rubs a hand along the chimera’s spine and smells salt. Even without seeing his face can tell Theo has lost the battle. Seconds later the words Liam has been waiting for tumble out.

“I still love him,” Theo admits with a choked-up almost guilty whisper. Though he has no reason to feel that way, as if that were ever a secret from Liam. The confession is probably the first and last time Theo will ever utter those words regarding Scott again, before locking them away to dull the pain. He wishes Theo never had to hide them in the first place.

“I know.” Is what Liam eventually settles on, laying down and plastering himself to the chimeras back, snaking arms around Theo, holding him as tightly as he can. His heart breaks all over again at the silent, shaking emotion Theo lets pour free.

“I lost him too.” Forehead hidden in the planes of Theo’s shoulders, he shudders as the words break open a wound he’s tried to ease closed while juggling so much responsibility. Scott was more than his alpha. He was always more.

#ask games #wip #'we're not dead we're dying' fic #teen wolf

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sometimes when you think life is going great it drops oatmeal raisin cookies on you instead of chocolate chip.

#oatmeal raisin cookies are chocolate chips evil twin #I said it #I will say it again

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casually editing and an itunes pops off with an oldie that just smacks me in the face with Sceo now

"This world may have failed you It doesn't give the reason why You could have chosen a different path in life The smile when you tore me apart

You took my heart Deceived me right from the start You showed me dreams I wished they'd turn into real You broke a promise And made me realise It was all just a lie"

#teen wolf #sceo #iTunes trying to give me more ideas #Spotify

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So this is what happens when I go into editing mode and do nothing but edit. I also hyper fixate on an idea and while at work... create a nightmare for myself lol. These are front and back notes btw.

#so many notes omg #I will eventually have to type these up #and organize them #Sceo vampire fic #:(

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2. One way or another - Sceo

"one way or another" is a mostly finished one shot that... I just need an ending for

Theo has bruises littering his body these days, marks pressed into his skin harshly enough for blood to prickle up and keep the mottled marks for days. When one fades, another is sucked onto his flesh. The pack debates what he is doing for those to appear so consistently. Over video call, Stiles scrutinizes with suspicious eyes, beady gaze roaming the ones he can see, and the ones that disappear beneath the collar of his shirt. Imagine, Theo thinks, if they saw him shirtless. The light rake of claws over his nipples. The bites along his ribs.

Liam frowns at him, repeatedly tells him that if he needs help, he is there for him. It's not that the beta is itching for a fight- just that he cares, for some inexplicable reason. He nudges the bitter lemon scented teen, promises that he is not into anything dangerous. It's mostly the truth. From across the room dark eyes watch him, stoking the burning embers in Theo's chest into the wildfire of tangled emotions that has been smoldering for weeks now. "I think we should leave them be," Lydia, ever watchful and careful with her wording, let's the two of them know that she knows. And doesn't exactly approve, given the tightness to her gently painted mouth, though is willing to allow her friend his mistakes. These days, Scott never allows him to feel like a mistake. Hands snaking over the curve of his spine, pressing at the dip of lower back while his mouth attacks Theo's neck. He does mean attack. The points of his teeth catch skin, lips smear tiny beads of blood as he laves the area, and the next, and the next with an almost frenetic hunger. A possessives that is spurred by the wolf, echoed in the alpha and the willingness to present Theo as his. Claim his body as a canvas, show it to the world with his name signed as lovingly added alpha wounds. Nothing that truly hurts Theo. Not anymore.

#ask games #answered #my fics

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Re the WIP tag game, I'm sooo curious about 8 and 10! 👀

8. follow you – Sceo – Theo uses ghost Scott. A long time ago I posted a snippet of this (still clearly have not finished it ) but I will also put a smaller one here.

https://www.tumblr.com/shinigamimailjeevas/723496722729500673/follow-you-bring-me-the-horizon-show-me-what?source=share

Scott chooses the role of Guardian. It will meld him and the Veil, preventing another incident like the one that started it all. Unfortunately it also prevents him from crossing over, from ever really being at peace. Dashes any hope of seeing him again. Theo's cheek buzzes where the wavy spectral image of Scott's fingers touch him, the former alpha offering a small lopsided smile, a condolence for his decision. One Theo thinks he also made with him in mind. A way to ensure Theo would not purposely follow him, that he would try to live his life out, scrape some meaningful existence before fate snuffs it out again. 

"Why do you always go where no one else can follow?" Theo is unashamed of the tears slipping down his cheeks, is still thankful however, that Scott cannot sense the invisible fist that clutches at his heart, squeezes painfully and nearly fells him to his knees in the moment. . 10. Cherries :)

"Liam." His name is said in such a slow, disbelieving tone that the beta pokes his head up like a meerkat, eyes wide and shoulders already hunched on the defensive. He has no idea what he's done, but if Theo is giving him that tone, it's probably bad. "What are you doing?"

"Eating?" He doesn't mean it to come out as a question, as he is actually eating. He is also confused. Theo is seated across from him so he can clearly see that.

Theo's half strangled noise helps him understand even less. "With the food. What. Are. You. Doing?"

Oh.

Okay.

Liam brightens as he launches into an explanation of how he de-pits the cherries in his mouth so he gets the most flesh. "Cherries are expensive, you know? So I try to get the most out of them." He watches Theo mouth the words, turning them over and over incredulously. He pauses abruptly, seeming to come to a decision with a sharp nod. "Right. Liam? Swallow your food."

Complying with the strange request the beta even childishly opens his mouth to prove he's done it. Theo launches across the table, very nearly knocking over his half full bowl of fruit, hand sliding behind Liam's head to curl along his neck- and kisses him. 

#ask games #wips #sceo #thiam

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WIP Ask Game

Tagged by @wolfboy88

Here’s the document titles for my 10 latest WIPs. Send me a number or title and I’ll share a snippet and write at least 100 words.

1. total eclipse – vampire Sceo

2. One way or another - Sceo

3. Without (me) – Thiam+Hikari zombies

4. Ghost in the Machine

5. falling – Sceo oneshot (ouch)

6. Murphy’s law – Thiam 

7. Detroit Become Teen Wolf

8. follow you – Sceo – Theo uses ghost Scott

9. Like pulling pigtails

10. we all have a hunger – liam + cherries + theo

Tagging.... anyone who would like to do this :)

#wip ask game

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proof I am in fact, editing. :D

“Killing people solves nothing in the long-term.” Scott reminds them.

“It does solve the current issue. Which in case you forgot solves the problem of the world dying.” Malia snaps at him. Even though she will never admit it, Peter’s death six months ago hit her hard. More often than not her control over the coyote slips. If she is even trying to reign it in anymore. 

“Then what? We would need to keep feeding the tree. Let me remind you that Deaton told us the rot is guaranteed to hit the Nemeton full force again in time. That problem will never be solved by sacrificing people. Neither will it allow us to continue with society afterwards.”

“We are not a part of society now.” Liam locks gazes with him, the beta's neck muscles tight as he clenches his jaw in an obvious effort to keep himself from raising his voice. “All we are doing is waiting to be found out and shipped to a camp or a mass grave. History repeats Scott, and right now it is doing so in a catastrophic way. It wasn’t won with diplomacy then and it won’t be now.”

“If history does repeat then it is up to us to ensure that we learn from our collective mistakes. Not make more.”

Liam drops his gaze and the meeting collapses from there.

Another day Scott keeps those in Beacon Hills from succumbing to the madness closing in. He rubs at his eyes and prays he finds a better answer, soon.

#teen wolf fanfiction #“we're not dead we're dying” #eventual Thiamott #I apparently just need to not sleep ever in order to edit

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i hate editing. Makes me want to punch my screen when I see blue, purple, and orange highlights. There is now added green highlights. (Blue for "I have added/messed with this section". Purple for "I hate this word/sentence/it sounds terrible". Orange for... Honestly I don't know why there is orange? What was orange?? Green is "highlighting because I cNt keep my fic facts straight so here is a neon sign to look at later") 🙃🗑️📖

#I'm going to just delete everything and hide in a hole #Editing #Anxiety #teen wolf fanfiction

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adding in final fixes before Hunter + Puppy fic is complete! Around all 45k of it. (I've noticed that based on when I'm writing a fic, there is almost always some holiday scene. I just end up posting in like summer, so it's strange 😭)

Tomorrow I should start edits on "We're not Dead, we're dying" (eventual Thiamott). I now have 4 fics all over 45k to edit. Please leave kind words at my funeral 😂

#Hunter + Puppy #teen wolf fics #Finally urg #Updates #Thiam

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So I have seen a lot of 5B/6A rewrites done, but I have had a few ideas sitting in a folder for almost two years now... should I even bother with them?

Fic (A): is (supposed) to be shorter, more comical. 5B accidental fake-dating.

"Jfc Liam! You are literally sleeping with the enemy and now you're trying to convince me he's Good?" Stiles voice reaches an impressive--if also painful-octave towards the end, and if Liam wasn't rubbing his ears whilst also scurrying to offer a retort that nets him a favorable response, he would laugh. 

It dawns on him, much slower than it should, that Stiles has actually given him the answer. "Yes. I- we are sleeping together. That's how I know he's not lying when he says he wants to help us. You can't manage your heart rate during sex. He couldn't lie." Of course they have engaged in no such activities and Liam has no idea if what he spouts about is true, but he only needs Stiles to believe it. Scott probably can't confirm or deny it, and with Derek and Peter out of the picture currently there really is no one qualified enough to disprove him. Theo, the unhelpful bastard, snorts softly from behind him. Thankfully too low for Stiles to hear but it makes Liam want to mule kick him. He's debating on trying when Stiles stops his anxious, rightfully furious fidgeting to bore his crazy eyes into Liam's. He forces himself not to squirm. 

"Say I believe this insanity," Liam nearly collapses with relief and it is only by Theo's hand carefully touching the small of his back that prevents it, surprises him so fully he goes rigid. "Say that I think for one second you haven't been corrupted right along with him, Why? Why would he suddenly decide to help."

Liam nearly snarly in frustration. "I told you-"

"Because no one else has ever given me a chance and meant it." Theo says quietly. For once, Liam actually believes he's telling the truth. "I can't let them hurt Liam. Or Scott. Or even you, Stiles." 

Stiles groans, tipping forward to shove his head into awaiting hands. His next string of words are so muffled that Liam can barely make them out but for the ending "Okay. We are calling Scott."

Liam grins.

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Theo pushes him against the closet wall the second Stiles is out of the room, phone pressed to his ear as he tries to cajole Scott and the others into a meeting without expressly telling them why. Arm braced across Liam's collarbone he bares his teeth and flashes golden eyes. "We are sleeping together. That's the best you could come up with?" 

Liam shoves at the slightly older and taller teen, growling when he barely manages to budge him. "I didn't see you trying to dig yourself out of that hole. Do you even want to be saved? Because I'm not seeing it." The pressure at his chest goes slack and Liam uses the chance to flip them, slam the chimera into the wall. He has to look up to catch his gaze, which has hardened. "We are in this together now. I want my pack safe and you want out from under the Dread Doctors' boots. So put your damn manipulation skills to work and help me convince them you give a shit about something other than yourself." 

"You're hot when you're angry." 

Liam sighs. "That's a start I guess." 

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Fic (B): is a bit more involved and a lot darker. 

Blood drips from his extended claws back into the body beneath him. Chest still heaving with exertion, still stuffed full of too much Rage, he barely has any time for hysteria to creep in as his actions—and the consequences—make themselves known. Scott's eyes flutter one last time before stilling, frozen half open as alpha red flickers and fades from his eyes. Thump thu-

What had he done? Breaths coming quicker, he shoves himself up and away, stumbling backwards in horror. He feels it as he flares his eyes, that extra boost of power only alphas contain. He tips his head back and Roars—pain, grief, and disbelief warring for dominance in the cry. The sound cuts off with a choked gurgle and searing agony. Ten points of sharp, dagger like pain explode through his back. With a swift sideways motion his spine is severed and his legs give out, dropping him to the library floor in a heap, blood spilling rapidly outwards around him. 

"Well, looks like the beta with anger issues pulled through. I wasn't sure if you could do it in all honesty. Bravo." Stood above him is Theo, grin wide and mocking as he slowly claps his hands. "Now, I think I will take what's mine." Confusion barely has time to settle before Theo strikes. A clawed hand pushes into Liam and the last thing he sees as his vision wavers, grays out around the edges and goes dark- is the sinister, if a bit apologetic, twist of Theo's lips...

Liam wakes to the smell of cooking meat. His brain feels scrambled. Left hand twitching and along with it, the realization comes that he can't currently move. Why? As more senses come online and more feeling returns to his limbs he is still confused. What happened? How is he alive?

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"Don't... Just don't do this to the others. Please." Head hung low, and knelt before the new alpha, Liam begs quietly. The chuckle surprises him. "Oh, Liam. Liam. Liam." A hand drops to his head, scratches lightly at his scalp, enough that he feels like a damn dog. "The others were never on my radar. Just you." Liam snaps his gaze to the older teen, wide eyed and hunted. "I never imagined the bond with alphas and betas could be so strong. And your anger burns bright and hot at all times. I wonder," Theo grabs a fistful of his hair and sharply yanks Liam's head back. "If Scott ever felt this way. Ever wanted to pin you down, strip you naked and claim you..." Theo leans into his space, breathes warmly across his lips, and Liam swallows. 

"Get undressed."

Liam hesitates. 

“Do it, and maybe the others will get a nice hot meal today.” The smirk thrown his way makes Liam's stomach roll, nausea and anger and utter despair- he strips off his shirt first, under the alphas ever watchful gaze.

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Fic (C) The final one (if we are ignoring the Thiamott time-travel one I originally had and just... haven't gotten to) is where Theo comes out of the skinwalker prison a little different. Dirt fills his mouth with earthy clods that choke his lungs when he gasps, hands and claws gripping the edge of a hole he's had to dig out of. Wildly he looks around. Confused, anxious. Where was Tara? Blue eyes. That exact shade he will never not recognize, so he barrels into Liam Dunbar, Scott's angry little beta and pins him to the nearest wall with the intention of demanding to know where is his sister. All that comes out is a snarl through parted lips. Nausea crawls up his esophagus and settles heavy in his mouth. Trying to speak floods his mouth with saliva until he is pushing away from the confused beta, to hunch over and empty his stomach. Vaguely he hears a disgusted sound, a pair of voices and feels a hesitant hand at his back. The weight is enough to sweep what little control Theo had of his body away from him, sending the chimera to his knees. The pain of his shins hitting concrete is real, so very real. More real than whatever pain he felt with the endless sessions with his sister and her hand plunging into his chest. He came back wrong. Or maybe right. It hurts to even think of speaking. So Theo doesn't.

#Poll #my polls #teen wolf fanfiction #Thiam #5B #should I do any??

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If I reply and things sound mechanical or I over share, or go off on a random subject, or it takes me a bit to reply, don't take it personally. I like interacting but also it gives me anxiety 🙃

#This is why a lot of stuff never gets posted #Oops #Hello anxiety

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why are the last three scenes always the hardest to write?

#teen wolf fanfiction #Hunter + puppy #Thiam #I swear the scenes just keep getting longer #I find more loose ends that need wrapping up #Ahhhhhhh

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finally getting to play Remnant 2 (didn't have a PS5) and yeah, it's already taken over my life. (Even tho the dialogue is way cringier than the first and I dislike button choices made)

#Almost 10 hours in already #Remnant 2 #Lol lists will be happening. I need my complete playthrough. I want it alllll