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chaotictrashgoblin · 5 months
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Read some amazing fics that gave me brainworm, decided to write one with similar theme, but on the future, year after the end of the series.
Except for that, I have to rewrite the series to fit my narrative, which forced me to make a fix-it fic as some sort of prologue for my main fic
And now I'm already on 50k words and I'm not even near the middle of the rewrite.
Why I did this to myself.
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ourstarscollided · 3 years
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jatp fanworks appreciation - day 1 (writers)
motivation - so in true me fashion and my aversion to brevity, i've made three (3) posts (see also artists, gifs/edits) to celebrate the wonderful people in this fandom who have made my jatp tumblr experience what it is; a community of people who simply shout into the void about their love of a ghost band and their fearless female leader. i've enjoyed simply being on the sidelines admiring everyone's love for the show, but i thought this would be a good time to really show my appreciation for all these wonderful people, because if i've learned anything from this pandemic, it's that there is NEVER a wrong time to tell someone that they are simply ✨the best✨.
disclaimer: i don't interact with most of these people personally and i simply absorb their content from afar and scream about how wonderful they are in the tags.
This list kind of became a fic rec, so if you're looking for some wonderful fics to read (or reread), I've also included my favs from the author here as well.
Okay this is gonna get a little long so please bear with me. But I just wanted to preamble this by saying that the fanfiction written by the jatp fandom is what resparked my love for reading fiction after about 3-4 years of not reading for leisure (be an adult they said. it'll be fun they said.). So I'm really grateful for that? I don't interact with a lot of people, just because it makes me a little anxious, but I will constantly yell about your content in the tags as if I were on a set of bleachers with a megaphone.
I also know there are so many wonderful fic writers out there (on Tumblr and not on Tumblr) that make amazing pieces of work, and this is just a tiny peek into that, and is not at all conclusive.
Without further ado here are some writers who live rent free in my head, in alphabetical order, so feel free to just skip to your name to avoid my rambling:
@bluefirewrites -> your Merry Ex-Mas fic had me on the edge of my seat every single time you updated. I am so in love with how you wrote the characters into this and at how many words you churned out for this fic. This was filled with so much adventure, and it was really welcome during a time when the world wasn't allowed to travel. And I simply love all the other drabbles and fics you write, but I especially enjoy the hilarity of Ray Molina, Crime Scene Photographer and Matchmaker.
@captainkippen -> I'm pretty sure Love Drunk was one of the first fics I ever read in this fandom. Your stories and your writing feel so goddamn real and I find myself so immersed in the worlds that you've created. I have reread most of your jatp fics and I still manage to find myself stupidly grinning at my phone each time. Your stories flow so easily and are such perfect characterizations of the characters we know from the show, but elevated to fit into your verse. I cannot say enough how wonderful your writing is and how talented you are!! (also a slight nudge that I am still very much following along with The Key and the Crown and I hope you continue it!)
@catty-words -> Your???? Exhaustive??? Music??? Lists???? The amount of work and dedication and microanalyzing that you put into pulling out every detail from each scene is so admirable. You not only manage to find the details, but you also give us EVIDENCE via your intricately selected gifs. You could've just put the video of the performance, but no, you take your time to find that specific 1 second shot to emphasize your point. And your little fics that you sometimes throw out into the world? They're so beautiful, and so fun to read and I enjoy them so much! (I am STILL screaming about this band's a snack) Thank you for validating my yelling in the tags, and for feeding my hyperfixation to this show. (I'm sad these lists are ending soon, but it's about the journey ya know?)
@lydias--stiles -> I don't even know what to say here because I've yelled so much about your fics that I feel like there's really nothing else to yell. Your Road Trip AU was also one of the first ones I read in this fandom, and really just made me go absolutely feral. Pretty sure I absorbed the rest of your fics in an ungodly amount of time and I just simply think you are incredibly skilled and talented. Every time you post a new fic I always wonder what it's like to be in your head because the ideas you come up with are so unique and so well thought out. Thank you for all the art you create for this show, I will constantly be in awe of you. (Special shoutout to the 5+1 fic that became a 31 chapter monster)
@pearlcaddy -> This list would not be complete if I didn't mention you. First of all, thank you for suggesting this wonderful week, it has been so lovely to see so much love being spread around today. Secondly, I never thought I'd find myself reading a Buffy or a Wizarding World crossover fic, considering I know nothing about those two things. And yet I found myself on various nights after work at 3 in the morning just silently screaming and/or crying into my phone. Your writing is so insane. Your world building is so insane. Your banter/dialogue is insane. The way you capture the love between Julie/Luke in different universes is so perfect. Thank you for gifting us these beautiful pieces of art, and I hope you know that you have at least made one person (me) a very happy reader. I also really admire your dedication to "this will only be a oneshot", only to write like 4 other POVs for it. (Special shoutout to 100 Bad Days)
@ruzek-halstead -> Literally every single fic you have written lives rent free in my head. The way you've managed to build this universe of different Julies and Lukes, and each one still captures the essence of them is astounding. You've extended their characters beyond what we know from the show and I am just in awe of everything you write. Please know that dead of night is both triggering to me and yet the most hilarious thing I have read. (Special shoutout to the Fake Dating Christmas AU and of course the Cinderella Story AU)
@serendipitee -> Your stories and your writing are absolutely magical. I think Write It Down was one of the first multi-chapter fics that I followed super closely and whenever you updated, I would literally drop what I was doing and read it instantly. You have such a way of building the plot and the characters for all of your fics and drabbles, and making the reader just want more. Please know that I am so obsessed with Oh, She Waltzed With the Dead and I cannot wait to see where you take the story!
@sunsetcurbed -> I have no words for your writing. I am simply in awe every time I read something from you. The way you've got down Alex and Willie's voice to a tee is so crazy good. You write their characters and their stories with such grace and care, especially with how you approach the topic of mental health. Thank you for all the research you do and for also writing in your own experiences. I literally binged the Princes Diaries AU during work and lost a good half day to it, and I regret nothing because that fic left me in SHAMBLES. I secretly adore the way you say you're going to keep a fic short, and end up writing an insane amount of words for it. (I have not yet left my obligated long-ass comment on Chapter 4 of the College AU yet because I am still processing the fate/destiny concept.)
@tangledstarlight -> Gahh. Rosie. Please. This is going to sound a little repetitive considering I just screamed at you last night, but now I guess I will just have to publicly confess my adoration for you!!! Thank you for being my first online friend in a very long time, and for putting up with me yelling at you about everything (and also nothing at the same time). I can't believe all it took was one message about your Royals AU for you to post it, but I will gladly take that credit any day. You are so so so incredibly talented with your writing, and your ability to transport me to another world while I read your fics is unparalleled. I adore the way you can come up with a new story to write every day, and then proceed to throw it into your pot of other WIPs. I am so so so so lucky to have gotten to know you and am incredibly grateful that I now have someone to cry about everything with 🧡 (If you read anything from Rosie, you need to read her Seasons/Long Distance Juke "friendship" fic and the Reggie x Photography oneshot that made me bawl my eyes out.)
@thedeathdeelers -> No thoughts. Just soulmates. Jk jk, you know I love your Reggie x Ray x Carlos fics, and I will scream in the tags about it until the day I get more of those fics from you. This is lowkey a threat, but wrapped in kindness. You are so wonderful to see on my dash (albeit scary at times because of the sheer amount of headcanons and theories running through your head), but you radiate such positive energy that it's impossible to not want to jump in and scream about soulmates with you.
Some special mentions to fics that also live rent free in my head:
@sunsetsandcurves wrote a Willex Cruise Ship AU inspired by a Simple Plan song and it’s something I never knew I needed until I read it. 
@phantom-curve wrote a Juke fic based off of Coney Island and I would just like to say, yes, it did shatter me. (Here’s the fluff sequel that makes up for it though)
@unsaidjulie wrote the Juke dog fic of my dreams and I simply cannot express how much I want the Molina’s to have a dog now. 
@pawprinterfanfic managed to get me incredibly invested in a Star Wars AU even though I know absolutely nothing about Star Wars. I just know that I would die for two (2) space boys. 
@sanssssastark  your Later universe made me realize that I do very much want there to be more mature content for this fandom (and you constantly deliver).
@theobligatedklutz wrote a Tangled Willex AU that makes me screech every time there’s an update. Just read it.
@alexthedrummerboy your talent knows no bounds when it comes to your Social Media AU. Also she’s written ORIGINAL songs for Alex and Willie?!?!?! 
@gennified has this really wonderful modern take on pride and prejudice for Willex and I’m so obsessed with how much miscommunication there is.
@bananaleaves okay, I just found your Tumblr today, and I know you don’t know me in any capacity, but allow me to scream about THIS FIC RIGHT HERE. If anyone in this fandom is to read ANYTHING, it’s this fic. This was one of the best things I’ve read in a long time and absolutely wrecked me. Please just read this.
This turned out WAY longer than it was supposed to, and I’m SO SORRY. (I also tried to make sure I got everyone’s pronouns right, so PLEASE let me know if they’re wrong!) A final sincere thank you to everyone in this fandom who writes. Your talent knows no bounds. Gonna stop talking now before this becomes an essay....
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redhoodedwolf · 4 years
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I don't think there is ever enough Sterek fics with forehead kisses ;) If that sparks any interest for you
Stiles has a mole on his forehead. Well, he has several, but the one that Derek can’t stop staring at is the one closest to his hairline, on the right side of his face. It looks like it was placed there specifically to note the empty angle of skin before his hairline. And, as previously stated, Derek cannot stop staring at it.
It calls to him, like a fucking siren song or something. It’s not even the biggest or the prettiest mole on Stiles’ face (those honors were saved for two of the ones in the collection on his left cheek). It’s an oblong fleck of light brown on Stiles’ forehead that is unnoticeable in some lighting due to its lighter color, but Derek can always see it. Because he is obsessed with it, apparently.
When Stiles babbles on about something or other to the pack, Derek watches his hands flail and emphasize parts of his story. He notes every time his tongue flicks out to part and wet his lips right as he inhales to answer whoever had asked something of him. He sees how his eyes widen a pinch as they travel the room, looking at the crowd of listeners and then pause on Derek’s attentive pose. And he stares, just an inch above his eyebrow, at that stupid fucking mole. 
Derek has to do something about this. 
When the pack meeting (hangout) is dismissed, everyone stands and stretches, joints popping and backs cracking from being seated in one place for so long. They’d been binging some series of zombie movies, but it was getting late, and it was still a workday for most of them. So they called a pause on the marathon and promised to pick it up the next time. 
Shoulder claps, back slaps, and one-armed hugs commence, and Derek stands back with a small smile on his face to watch it all. They’re in his house, so he has nowhere to go, so he loiters near the door to be the last in line of goodbyes.
When he sees Stiles approach him with a shy smile on his face, he gets an idea. Maybe a stupid idea, but Derek was thinking he may have no choice left other than to be risky to remove his obsession.
Stiles wraps one arm around his shoulder to pull him in to a quick hug, but Derek traps him in against his chest, tucking his head over Stiles’ right shoulder and winding his arm around Stiles’ waist.
Stiles makes a surprised noise, but quickly adapts and melts into Derek’s embrace. Derek tightens his grip on Stiles’ hip and brings him closer.
The mole is right there, right in front of his eyes. He leans forward, hears Stiles’ breath hitch, and brushes his nose along his hairline; let his lips ghost over the spot.
Derek feels something in him settle, and he congratulates himself for quickly dispelling his obsession.
He pulls back then, letting his arms drop down and away from Stiles, and Stiles shuffles back a step, meeting his gaze with a surprised one of his own.
Shit. Derek didn’t think he’d notice.
Stiles hasn’t removed his arm completely, hand a hot brand against the nape of Derek’s neck, fingers curling around the arch between neck and shoulder. 
“Derek,” Stiles exclaims softly on an exhale, lips tilting up in a shy smile, blush staining those mole-spotted cheeks, hair messy and chaotic like he’d run his long strong fingers through it many times, broad chest pressing back into Derek’s space against his own, fitting just right and holy shit.
Derek hasn’t gotten rid of his obsession. It’s exploded. 
He can feel his heart speeding, and Stiles probably can too with how close they are. Stiles’ grip on his neck has returned, and he brings his fingers up the nape and into the hairs at the base of his skull to coax Derek to lower his head once more.
Stiles leans in and brushes his lips against Derek’s forehead, a whisper of a kiss, and then noses the skin there before dragging the tip down his cheek and pulling away. 
Derek breathes, because he’d forgotten to. 
Stiles glances at him from between lashes, chin ducked, looking slightly embarrassed, though he has no reason to be. 
“Do you want to stay?” Derek asks, because taking a risk worked a moment ago, so he figures his odds are pretty good. 
Stiles pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and wears a hopeful expression. “Yeah, I’d like that,” he replies. 
And he looks so elated that Derek doesn’t waste time and presses his lips back against that mole, and letting them rest there as he breathes in the scent of happiness exuding from both of them. 
*
Derek loves all of Stiles equally, but he has a special place in his heart for the mole on the right top corner of his forehead. Besides the lips, that is the spot kissed the most. Derek does it every day, every time they separate, either for work or grocery shopping or even to walk the dog. It is their goodbye, the forehead kiss. It is their morning greeting. It is their silent apology on rough days. It is their too-blissed-out-to-talk-or-move response of, “I love you.”  
It is their first kiss, and Derek doesn’t know if it will be their last, but he has a long time and a lot more kisses to bestow in a lot more places before he plans to find that answer. 
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mouse-fantoms · 3 years
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Late Night Ordeal
Read on Ao3!
I believe off the top of my head that @lydias--stiles and @blush-and-books have done some fics with this concept before so hahaha here’s my take. Julie and Luke comfort each other after nightmares
“No music is worth making Julie if we’re not making it with you, no regrets.”
The look of desperation and pain in his eyes and the swallow after his statement made the tears trickle even more.
Her body won over her mind. She lunged forward, open arms in a desperate hope to comfort him and herself. She stumbled forward, phasing right through him. Regaining her footing she could tell looking into his glossy hazel’s that he was thinking the same as she: This being an interesting little relationship they have.
The jolts shot up their sides as they fell over in pain made her remember the cruel reality of her life. She watched as Luke fell to his knees gripping his side.
“No! No!” She repeated. “Please just join his band! Please!”
“Hey,” he said to the girl on her hands and knees to be able to meet his eyes, “no regrets.” He gave a final smile. And then... gone.
“No regrets.” She saw Alex breath... then gone.
“No regrets.” Reggie repeated... then gone.
She shot up from bed with a trembling intake of air. The feeling of dread and reality overcame her. That night of the Orpheum replayed in her head over and over. She kept quiet about the nightmares, not wanting to worry any of them about her.
It always happened the same way. Everyday before she went to sleep she would replay that day over in her head. Remembering how her dad wasn’t able to find his wallet and seeing Reggie place it on the counter behind him. Alex and Luke bickering about the song they’d been rehearsing that day. Her and Luke during their song writing session. She didn’t know if he could tell the way she looked at him when he held the pen cap between his teeth. Flicking the pen back and forth on the table, trying to figure out a melody for the lyrics they wrote together. Maybe he hadn’t noticed how after the night of the Orpheum, they’d been spending more and more time in their song writing sessions. She absorbed all the time as she could while being terrified to go to sleep.
No matter how much she reminded herself that it didn’t happen, that she didn’t lose them that night. That they had a joyful, loving group hug, the nightmare always told her otherwise.
The look of fear and pain in their eyes were too vivid. The harsh reality of realization that they were ghosts and that they would someday leave always hit her in those moments. They did have unfinished business. Maybe they already did their business, maybe since they were a special case, maybe since she was a lifer who could see them, maybe it would take a few days for them to cross over... what ever that meant. Everyday was a ticking time bomb whenever she woke up. Excepting them to be gone based on her nightmare from the last night, but then being relieved once she saw them.
The reality of knowing that they wouldn’t always be around sunk in everytime. Like Flynn said, they would always be phantoms, she would lose them no matter what. It was a bomb that didn’t have a countdown.
When she was awoken by her terror in the night, she would be awake staring at her ceiling. Hoping that she would see them in the morning. There would be a time though where that wouldn’t be the case.
This night, she had to check. She needed to.
Exiting her room quietly, Julie went down the stairs and out the back door to the garage. When she slowly opened the garage door, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw her boys peacefully asleep on the couch piled together.
Alex was at the end, his head rested on his shoulder. That must leave a crick in the neck. Then Luke’s head rested on Alex’s open shoulder and finally Reggie’s head was laid on Luke’s lap.
Luke started to shake his head, nodding away a dream, then his eyes opened suddenly, panic and fear in them. Looking frantically around he quickly spotted the girl peaking in.
“Julie?” He asked in a relived whisper.
She ducked away, closing the door.
He went to get up, then realized the sleeping Reggie on his lap.
...well this was a predicament. By ghost law if there is a sleeping Reggie on you, you (under ANY circumstance) do not move. Though, Luke had to break the rules considering Julie was involved.
He cautiously got up. Pleased to see that his friend’s head slipped off his leg and onto the couch cushion with ease. He poofed to the outside of the garage, not intending to poof right in front of Julie but did. She was visibly startled.
“Stop that!” Her voice was stricter than normal when she said it.
“Sorry but-” he noticed her eyes, “...Julie why-”
She realized he saw the tears. Half from knowing that they were ok and here and half from replaying the terror in her head. She put her head down hoping that would make him suddenly forget what he saw.
“Nothing. It’s-”
“You coming out here in the middle of the night, crying, isn’t nothing.”
Julie shook her head, “Just,” she went around him to continue her way, “forget about it.”
Desperate to make her stay, desperate to make her not bottle up the emotions, desperate to help the clearly distressed girl, he caught her wrist, “Julie.”
She stopped feeling his cold hand grab her.
...his cold hand.
They stood speechless.
The band group hug seemed like such a dream. Ever since, no one seemed to test out if they could actually touch Julie now or if it was just a one time occurance.
As Luke looked to her for an answer, he suddenly felt an embrace. Not that he was complaining about getting a hug from her but she was holding him tight, making sure he wouldn’t phase through her grip. He of course returned it. Trying not to hug a crying Julie Molina was literally impossible. He could hear her sniffles and she dug her head into his neck.
“You’re warm.”
Her sniffles turned to a laugh. “You’re cold.”
“Sorry, not really my control.”
After what seemed like forever, she finally broke away.
“Mind telling what that was about?”
“I’ve been,” she whipped her nose on her sleeve to talk clearer, “having this reoccurring dream and I just wanted to make sure you guys were ok.”
“That was more than a ‘making sure you’re ok’ hug.” He wasn’t sure if he made the right choice by wanting to get a clearer answer.
“I’ve been having a nightmare of the night of the Orpheum,” her breath became shaky, “when you guys were in the garage. That you guys...”
“Hey,” he put his hands on her shoulders seeing her visibly shake from trying to recall the terror, “it’s okay. We’re okay.” He didn’t need her to go into detail, whatever happened had terrified her.
She looked down with tearful eyes shaking her head. “Don’t you think he’ll try something again? Do something worse than- than-” her mind raced with endless possibilities. There was this powerful ghost who was able to do whatever he wanted to hurt them.
His hand pulled her chin up to look at him which pulled her from her heavy breaths, “He hasn’t bothered us.”
“But what if he does! He could cause those jolts again! What if they don’t go away this time?! We don’t even know how they went away the first time! You guys could be-”
It was a different feeling having the hug came from him. His hold was even tighter than hers was before if that was even possible. His hand cradled the back of her curls, while his chin rested on the top of them.
“We’re not going anywhere.” He promised. “He can’t take that away. Ever. We won’t let him.”
Her shoulders dropped, hooking her arms around his shoulders and just buried her head into his chest.
The other way that Orpheum night could have gone, could haunt her all it wanted. But Luke and her hugging, Luke holding her in this very moment was a reminder of what actually happened that night. Sure there were tears but those had turned from fear to bliss. Being able to touch and actual feel each other’s company, to cradle their faces in each other’s grasp, to hold each other’s hands close, that happened. That actually happened.
Seemingly because of her he was able to become stronger from the jolts, they would be able to become stronger from the jolts. They never disappeared, time might have but her ghosts didn’t. She didn’t see them with pain in their eyes, she saw them with wonder and cheer knowing that that wouldn’t be their last moment with her. No one would be able to break them apart, if they were, they were going to have to try really really hard because they were never going to leave each other’s side. Not even a powerful ghost like Caleb Covington would be able to break them apart.
“Please don’t cry again.” He could hear her on his chest.
Her heard her laughter. “Different kind of tears.”
“Good because,” he released her from his grasp, which was hard, “sad tears do not look good on you Boss.”
There was a smile on her face from hearing the nickname as she wiped the glossiness from her eyes.
“...Everything alright now?”
She nodded. “...Yeah... thanks Luke.”
He did a light nod as a his response. He watched as she turned around and walked towards the house.
God, was that- ...that was an honor. Being able to comfort a crying Julie, not that he wanted to see a crying Julie ever, was an honor that it was his duty to take care of. He got to comfort her with a hug! A hug! Two of them! What a score. She had comforted him from his nightmare as well.
“Actually,” his attention was grabbed when she turned back around to him , “...would you..” she started to fidget with her bracelets, “...not that you need to but if you did it would-”
“You want me to come with you?”
“You don’t need to be there the whole time. Just so that-”
He smiled to her. “Sure.” And just like that he was gone in a second.
He was sat cross cross on the indent of her bay window when she entered.
“It’s fine to be in here right? Considering the ‘stay-out-of-my-room’ rule?”
She shut her door and sat on her bed.
“It’s different when I know I about it and specifically asked you to come.” She put herself under the covers.
“Well we were looking for the kitchen.” He clarified that day. “But we poofed into your room and got distracted by all your things. Then Reggie threw himself on your bed and there was no getting up after that.”
Her light laugh was her reply. Then she had a thought, “How come you woke up?”
“Hm?”
“You looked worried when you opened your eyes, looking around the room but then landed on me and-”
He dropped his head. “You weren’t the only one who had a nightmare.”
Instead of sitting up under her covers she turned on her right side, lowering herself more under the sheets and looked at him. In directly telling him that she wanted to hear more.
“You just came into the studio, we were ready to write.” The smile on his face couldn’t help but show knowing how he cherished those times. “I greeted you but you didn’t seem to hear me.” His mouth quickly fell. “You kept calling my name and looking for me but I kept saying I was right there. When I was right in front of you, you walked right through me. And then Alex and Reggie were holding their instruments and I was at the couch but they kept asking where I was because we were about to rehearse but they couldn’t see or hear me.” His voice became even shaker than it already was. “No matter how loud I screamed... none of you heard me. No matter if I stood right in front... none of you saw.”
“Luke...”
“It’s nothing like yours-”
“It’s still really scary... extremely.”
He nodded, “But when I saw you looking at me then ducked back because you could see me look at you... that’s a feeling unlike any other.”
It could have been seconds or eternity as the two smiled and looked at each other, cherishing every single millisecond of the other’s company.
“Why don’t you try going to bed? You have school tomorrow don’t you?”
“Did you still go even when you ran away?”
He traced a semi-circle in the air with his index finger suggesting her to roll over. “We can play 20 questions later. Go to sleep.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fiiiiiine.” Then rolled away from him. “Night Luke.”
“Goodnight Julie.”
She woke up a few mintues before her alarm went off. Opening her eyes to the ceiling and stretching her arms over her head, a yawn escaping her. Turning her body to take off the covers and start her day, she saw a lovely sight.
Luke was still sat at the shelf of her bay window. His head was leaned against the wall, peacefully asleep, his arms were crossed and his one leg was folding under his other. He was probably there the rest of the night since he was in a different position then what she remembered him in before she went to bed.
Of course he stayed in her room even after they said good night to one another. Of course he stayed. He was Luke after all.
She turned off her alarm just before it went off as to not wake up Luke. She let him continue his peaceful slumber as she went to get ready in the bathroom for school.
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Luke didn’t complain when Julie came into the studio after dinner to continue their earlier song writing session. Conventily, Alex and Reggie seemed to disappear once they knew another song writing session was taking place. They sat on the couch beside one another brainstorming.
“Maybe it should…” a yawn escaped her, “...maybe it should-“
“Maybe you should start heading to your room.” He suggested as her drowsy eyes began to make her eyelids heavy.
“...after this part?”
A huffed laugh fell from his lips, “That’s what you said several parts ago.”
He noticed her silent response. “Is it that dream again? If you’re more comfortable in here then you have no protests from me.”
“...Alex or Reggie wouldn’t mind?”
“Are they here?” He gestured to the space around them.
She smiled. “Well it is my garage.”
“Technically,” he pointed his index finger up, correcting her, “it was ours first. But again no protests from me.”
“But I swear after this part.”
He went with what she said, hoping she didn’t entirely mean her promise. The more they were bouncing lyrics back and forth the more Luke noticed her half open eyes
“What do you think of-”
Her closed eyes and slowly nodding head let him know that she was started to fade into slumber.
“Mhm.” She tiredly nodded. “That…” her head found Luke’s shoulder a perfect pillow, “...sounds… good…” Within seconds after she was sound asleep.
He looked at the girl rested on his shoulder, relishing in this moment more than ever.
“Check again.”
“I just did!”
“Well maybe one of them-“
His attention was turned to the door hearing the voices outside, shout whispering to each other.
“Ok fine, I’ll check again. But I’m telling you-“ as his attention was to the door he saw Alex’s upper half phase through the door and peak in at them on the couch. “Ok yeah she’s asleep but I think our cover is blown.”
“Why do you say that?”
Alex grabbed the sleeve of Reggie’s jacket and pulled him through the door to see Luke clearly looking them.
“Oh…”
Luke summoned them to come inside with his index finger. Seeing as they were found out and there was no excuse out, the two defeatedly walked in with their heads hung low.
“Who’s idea?” He asked for an answer.
The two pointed to the other in unison.
“Uh huh…”
“We just wanted to see if she left yet to know if we were let back in yet.” Alex explained.
“We didn’t want to interrupt your guy’s process.” Reggie added.
“Well you’re going to have find other spot boys because I’m not moving.”
Reggie looked curious. “Isn’t that… uncomfortable?” He asked seeing Luke’s back not against the couch’s.
“And?”
“Couldn’t you just… lean a little bit back?”
“Alex, imagine if Willie fell asleep on your shoulder.”
“Ok yeah no he has a point Reg.” He redacted his earlier suggestion.
“Ooo!” The bassist raised his hand getting a thought. “Can I take Julie’s bed?”
“No you cannot take her bed!”
Suddenly all went quiet seeing the girl moving, hoping they hadn’t woken her up. Instead she nuzzled her head deeper into the ghost’s shoulder.
“You cannot take her bed!” Luke repeated except in a whisper shout this time.
“But it’s so comfy.”
“Her rule.” He pointed out.
“Since when have you cared about that?” Alex cut in. “Like the other day when we found you asleep by her window.”
“She invited me in, that’s different.”
“She did?” Reggie wondered. “In the middle of the night?” He thought that was the only possible way.
“She had a bad dream,” he started, “and came out in the middle of the night to check on us. She asked if I could come in to make her feel better.”
“That‘s why she’s out here again.” Alex put together from overhearing Luke mention a dream to her earlier.
“It must have really scared her.” Reggie couldn’t help but look at the asleep Julie on Luke’s shoulder. She was peaceful, sound asleep, no bad dream seemed to be insight.
Luke nodded. “I would be too.” It wasn’t his place to tell them what her dream entailed. All they needed to know was that Julie needed comfort and a ghost seemed to be that for her.
“Well I’m sure Alex and I can find someplace to crash so we’ll leave you two be.”
“Remember don’t move or you could wake her.”
He smiled at Alex’s words after they had both poofed away. He now understood the severity of the situation after he told him to imagine if it was Willie and him in Julie and his position.
Even if he woke up first in the morning he still would not move. If there’s either a sleeping Reggie or Julie on you, you by law cannot move. (Unless of course in the sleeping Reggie situation there was an upset Julie) Or in Alex’s case, if there was a sleeping Willie once again one, by law, cannot move.
As she was asleep soundly on his shoulder he soon would drift off too. Whatever awaited him could never compare to what already felt like one. Julie wanting him to stay by her side to comfort her was already a dream in and of itself and he never wanted to wake up.
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tmp-jatp · 3 years
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so it’s encouragement day or something i think
most of you guys have already heard this from me but i’m gonna do it again, this time in public, so that you can hear it again and everyone can know how much i love you. this is by no means an exhaustive list so if you don’t see yourself on here please know it’s not because i don’t like you, just bc i’m human and can’t remember everyone all the time. but for those i am naming today, i want to share with you what i think your niche in the fandom is as a writer, or at least what i know you best for. you all do all of these things but to call out one unique thing for each of you, this is what i offer as my gift
first off: @pink-flame k. my friend. my bestie here in jatp land. you already know all this, like i said, but girl. fliomea was the first jatp fic i ever read and i wouldn’t have had it any other way. i remember reading every single chapter of wfw each night it came out and it was the highlight of my day, every day. and then the chapters spread out further bc fair, daily 4k chaps is an insane schedule, and each new chapter was a surprise present. the way i say to everyone is this: you write the epics. that’s your signature here in the fandom. that’s your “thing”. you create entire worlds and it feels like i’ve opened my eyes again i’m reading a ya novel. even when it’s not an epic, like the bodyguard au, it’s still so good. fliomea and wfw are two of the most iconic fics in this fandom and two of the most memorable fics i’ve ever read in my life. hello?? beatrice, anyone? queenie? sammi? josie? wonderland??? iconic. one of the other “things”, i wanna note, is how much you write bobby, and you write him so well. you’ve made all of us love bobby, and you’ve made me love you.
@thedeathdeelers immy i love you so much. you’re my other jatp bestie. i love saying good morning to you at midnight and then again at nine. you have so many wonderful ideas for stories, and you make the best headcanons. that is your “thing” in the fandom. also the way that you’re always shouting about soulmates. i couldn’t imagine this place without you here, and we’d all be worse off if you weren’t. your reggie and ray drabbles bring fresh air to my lungs. whenever i see that someone’s reblogged something from you, i go through the notes to see your rb so i can read all your tags, because i can’t get enough of what you have to say. your headcanons are basically canon to me. you’re my number one rubber duck and i love you. don’t stop screaming about juke. ever. (<3)
@pearlcaddy your “thing” is the pining. also your dialogue. that’s pretty clear to all of us, i think. but i love the way that you put the jatp cast of characters into places that you’ve lived. you use what you know to write stories that feel so rich and alive. wizarding world, usc, ireland. these settings come to life and you solder the plot and characters’ emotions to the settings in a way that makes them unable to exist without one another. not only your worldbuilding and your pining, but your dialogue is stellar. (haha i didn’t even mean to do that) there’s always something that sticks out and has stayed with me, and i’ve told you before, but now for the benefit of anyone else reading this: remember “cold or frozen”. remember “string obedient woman”. remember “julie stellar molina”. you write some of the best alex and reggie, too. you've made me laugh, you've made me cry, you’ve made me start listening to jukebox the ghost, i love you.
@blush-and-books chloe you’re the one i spoke to most recently but i wanna say basically the same things (and more) again for the world to hear how much i love your stories. while pearlcaddy’s settings feel huge and awesome, your settings all feel small, like home. everything you write, i can feel. i’m there. i’m sitting in the auditorium while auditions for the music man begin, feeling the excitement for the new show and smelling that smell of the seats and the walls and the air. i’m standing on the loose gravel in the alley out to the side of the orpheum with the buzzing red light of the “ex-t” sign glowing up there and it feels humid. i’m in the library at my own table, trying hard to hide my own smile as i watch the looks being passed between the boy reading to the kids and that girl who is clearly not studying even though she’s trying to make it seem so. i’m in julie’s room and i see the ring on her finger and the fanny pack on the chair and the leather jacket hanging in the closet. your “thing” is that you have such a unique attention to detail that captures the scene and the feeling of what’s going on impeccably. perfectly. something about your way to capture the literal air of every room, i can feel it, i can smell it. i can’t get enough of what you write, and i love you.
@lydias--stiles ophelia i’ve never said a word to you ever except for in the ao3 comment box and that changes today. you’re so good at fluff but you’re right when you say that angst is where you excel. i haven’t read as much of your stuff as i’d like to have (read: all of it), but that’s definitely gonna change in the future. calm in the storm is such a gritty story but it also feels so real. you don’t hold back. i don’t know your work well enough to definitively say what your “thing” is. i’d like to, though. all i know is that today i was thinking of the way that soul and love tasted purple at anima and i went back to that fic to ctrl-f for every time you said “purple”. your stuff might not be on the front of my mind all the time, but it’s there, in my memory, and it won’t ever leave. 
@bluefirewrites your stuff is good as canon to me, even though most of it is au. like ophelia, i don’t know your “thing” because i don’t know your writing well enough to say, even though i’ve read most of it. stupid cupid and doodled shoes have me on the edge of my seat right now and i love reading every new chapter. your juke’s dynamics are so uniquely you and even though they’re different across your fics, your julie and your luke are so perfect and somehow always the same, but different. do you feel me? probably not. i think i’m trying to say i love the way you interpret the characters. they feel canon, but also they don’t in the best way possible. exmas is another iconic fic, and knock three times, too. you do so many things so well that i can’t pick just one that stands out above the rest.
i love so many of you guys that i haven’t listed here. so many fics i read i just wanna shower you with all the love but it’s late so i go to sleep and i leave the tab open so in the morning i can comment but by then i’ve lost most of the specific things i wanted to say. so know that i’m always trying to be profound and all that stuff like i tried to be here, but sometimes i fail terribly. happy jatp appreciation day or whatever today is, everyone.
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From @lightveils on Twitter (free to use wherever!). I’ve been meaning to do this for a while. I definitely have enough fics to fill it lol~
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A Fic You Love Without Knowing The Source Material:
I was born for this by esama (Assassin’s Creed | Altair x Desmond | M)
Juno did her best to lead him to her preferred fate, but the end is coming and Desmond has doubts.
A Fic With A Premise That Shouldn���t Work But Does:
Proposing To Strangers by moonstalker24 (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | G)
At the end of a strained relationship, crime novelist Stiles chooses to hide from the world inside a bar with far too many motorcycles outside it for comfort. Here he'll meet the man of his dreams, eat food and propose marriage, all within the first five minutes.
Peter doesn't know who this kid is, but he's cute and looks like he could use a break. So he feeds him. He's not expecting a marriage proposal, but with what comes after, he doesn't really mind.
A Fic You’ve Reread Several Times:
Hooverville by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | E)
Town to town, train to train, tent to tent.
By 1932, the dust had begun to blow and the jobs were gone.
Anonymity was a byproduct of looking for work, which made it both necessary and convenient.
Stiles had enough secrets of his own to know to look the other way when he saw something that shouldn’t be possible.
The ghost of a tail giving enough balance to disembark a moving train.
Near silent Latin whispered on the edge of a tent encampment.
A flash of burning eyes.
He had more than enough to worry about without adding the oddities of others, and besides- having unusually sharp teeth certainly didn’t make a man worse than the ones running from the wife and kids they couldn’t feed.
So Stiles kept his observations to himself. He kept his everything to himself.
Until he met a man. One with eyes so blue they seemed to glow- and then they did.
Stiles tried to look away, but for the first time he was stopped.
“Don’t be like that sweetheart. Aren’t you curious?”
A Fic You Still Remember Many Years Later:
All True-Hearted Souls by mardia (Temeraire | Laurence x Granby | G)
“For God's sake, if someone doesn't talk Laurence out of these constant heroics, I wouldn't bet a farthing on his chances; no, and not ours either.” Four times that John Granby helped save William Laurence's life. Laurence/Granby. Spoilers up to Empire of Ivory.
A Comfort Fic:
Nothing Improper by Bunnywest (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | G)
“How long since someone touched you, sweet boy?” Peter asks, his voice barely a breath in Stiles’ ear. “Days? Weeks? Months?” Stiles nods imperceptibly at that last one.
“After…after everything, after Allison,” is all Stiles manages to get out.
A Cathartic Fic:
Swing by ShippersList (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | T)
Stiles wants to fly.
A Fic You’d Print And Put On Your Bookshelf:
Nose to the Wind by Batsutousai (HP | Tom x Harry | M)
While Harry had been content with his second chance, that didn't keep him from thinking what he could have done different, how many people could have survived if he hadn't been set on the very specific path he'd walked. Third time is the charm, though, right?
A Fic You Associate With A Song (x2):
Strange Duet by BelleAmante, thiliart (thilia) (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | M)
The past three years have been a series of shocking, or not so shocking, successes for 2018 Tony award winner and two time Grammy nominee, Stiles Stilinski. You don’t typically find classically trained opera singers singing alternative folk rock to crowds at Coachella. Nor do you find indie singer/songwriters winning best actor awards at the Tony’s for their Broadway debuts. Stilinski has made it his lifetime habit to defy and exceed all expectations.
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A Steter fic loosely based on Phantom of the Opera
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Full Circle by Nike Femme (FMA | Roy x Ed | T)
Edward Elric returns with amnesia. He has lived the past four years as Auric, a Gatekeeper. But there are some battles that only he can fight. Will his friends be able to awaken Ed, and what happens to Auric if they do?
A Fic That Inspires You:
Off the Line by esama (FFVII | Cloud x Vincent | T)
In which Cloud gets a Virtual Reality Dream Console – ShinRa's latest in virtual reality technology. Aaand everything pretty much goes downhill from there.
A Fic That Brought You On Board A New Ship:
Me and Mine by linndechir (Fast and the Furious | Deckard x Owen | E)
The last time they'd spoken, Deckard had told Owen that he was tired of cleaning up his messes. But the first thing he did after breaking out of prison was to take Owen to the other end of the world so they could lick their wounds and start planning their revenge.
A Fic You Wish Could Be A Movie:
Moving In (To Every Single Aspect of Danny’s Life, Including the Boring Bits like Dry-Cleaning) by westgirl (Hawaii Five-0 | Steve x Danny | T)
It felt wrong for Steve to sound unsure of his place in Danny’s life. His place in Danny’s life was at Danny’s side, driving him slowly insane. Steve should feel secure about that.
A Fic That Led To You Making Friends With The Author:
Begin and End by Rikkamaru (Log Horizon x HP | G)
This is how it begins: a boy rejected by his family, a boy reunited with his brother by his sister-in-law's intervention. A boy who found a family in an online game. But how will it end?
FREE SPACE:
Reverti Ad Praeteritum by Batsutousai (Fullmetal Alchemist | Roy x Edward | M)
Unwillingly forced to serve as a human trial for a crazy alchemist experimenting with time travel, Edward Elric finds himself standing across from Truth in the moment it takes his leg from him. Armed with the knowledge of what's to come and burdened with guilt for the choices he'd made as an adult, Ed sets out to fix every mistake he ever made and save every life they ever lost, no matter what it takes.
A Fic You’ve Gushed About IRL:
Designation: Miracle by umisabaku (Kuroko no Basket | M)
It's been three years since seven human experiments, called "Miracles," escaped Teiko Industries, alerting the world to the presence of super-powered children. Now they're finally integrating into society-- going to normal high schools, playing basketball, falling in love-- and trying to find out if it's possible to truly escape their past.
A Fic You Associate With A Place (have to self-rec for this one):
Safe Harbour by cywscross (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles x Chris | T)
Peter didn't think he'd find a home here. He certainly didn't think he'd find a home with two other men.
Chris and Stiles prove him wrong.
A Fic That Made You Gasp Out Loud (kind of? it was suspenseful):
Sanctuary by DiscontentedWinter (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | E)
The Hale Wolf Sanctuary isn’t just for wolves.
It turns out it’s for Stilinskis as well.
A Fic You Found At The Right Time:
slow increments by Areiton (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles)
Peter is enigmatic, egotistical, sometimes barely sane. He's sharp and cutting and takes more time to care for the pack than anyone.And sometimes, John catches him watching Stiles.
A Fic That You Would Read Fic Of:
if you try to break me, you will bleed by Dialux (Game of Thrones | Jon x Sansa | T)
It had been a slash across her chest from a White Walker’s sword that finally ended her life. Sansa’d landed in a puddle of her own blood, and she’d died quickly, quietly.
And then she’d awoken with a gasp, trembling, in a bed that had burned under Theon’s betrayal.
A Fic That Made You Laugh Out Loud:
The Path towards Unwilling Godhood by Sky_King (Bleach | Kisuke x Ichigo | G)
Ichigo has never had the most normal life, and this latest chapter of it is no different.
"I'm not a god!"
A Fic With A Line (Or Two) That You’ve Memorized By Heart:
Atlas by distractedKat (Star Trek | Spock x Jim | T)
Between what was and what will be stands James Tiberius Kirk, in all his fractured patchwork glory. Because saving the Federation was only the beginning.
A Fic That Gave You Butterflies:
The Rest of Our Lives by mia6363 (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | T)
“I don’t know, as a kid I watched a lot of movies, you know? And at first I figured like… I’d be on some great adventure that would take me away from it all, you know? Like Indiana Jones comes around and is all, ‘Hey Stiles, buddy, come with me we’ve got to go save the world.’ Then… you and… everything happened… then I just… I figured I’d die before I was eighteen.”
A Fic That Embodies Something You Value In Life:
The Boy Sleuth by Shey (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | T)
Stiles is eight when he discovers a box of his mom’s old Nancy Drew Mysteries in the back of the guest bedroom closet.
A Favourite AU:
Love What is Behind You by KouriArashi (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | M)
Basically what it says on the label. Hunger Games type fusion. Stiles doing way better than anyone anticipates. Peter finds him intriguing. Ruthless, devious assholes working together to ruin bad guys, as the Steter ship is meant to be.
A Fic You Stayed Up Too Late To Finish Reading:
Of Dwobbits, Dragons and Dwarves by ISeeFire (The Hobbit | Fem!Bilbo x Fili | T)
Bilba has been a slave her entire life. All she knows of the outside world is what she sees from time to time outside the gates of Moria and the stories her mother used to tell her. Stories of a place called the Shire where her mother once lived and a placed called Erebor where, as far as she knows, her father still lives. Stories of dragons a thousand times larger, and more intelligent, than the beasts the orcs rode and of a strange concept called freedom where one was allowed to live as they wished with no one to tell them what they could, or could not do.
The stories meant little to Bilba. The only future she had was to live, and die, as a slave as countless number had before her.
And then the orcs dragged an injured female firedrake through the gates, her rider screaming obscenities behind her as he fought to reach her side...and everything changed.
A Fic That Made You Feel Seen (another self-rec lol):
i am addicted to death (so remind me what it’s like to live) by cywscross (Teen Wolf | Peter x Stiles | T)
Stiles is sixteen years old. He has already died seventy-eight times.
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stetervault · 4 years
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Steter fics from 2019/any Steter fics you feel like reccing
2019 Steter fics, let’s see… Here’s a bunch of random ones I’ve enjoyed over the past year:
Where I Want to Be by Tahlruil
Peter wasn’t exactly surprised when he ‘woke up’ in hell.
He’d known his wounds were fatal as soon as he’d gotten them. In truth he’d never expected to still be standing after his quest for revenge had been completed. What mattered was taking the Argent family down with him and making sure they died before he did. Peter had saved Kate and Gerard for last; they had looked into his eyes as they bled out. They had known that he was the instrument of their family’s doom and he couldn’t ask for more than that.
You Are A Call To Motion by neglectedtuesday
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Hale Industries ® - The Only Limits Are The Ones We Place On Ourselves.
Here Begins the Land of Phantoms by Triangulum
Stiles is four and scared of the dark. There are things in the shadows of his room, whispering to him, showing him terrible, violent things.
There’s something in the basement, too. He can feel it while he’s sitting on the old, worn sofa, its presence curling around the edges of the room. He thinks he can see something sometimes, a mass shimmering in the corner, but he always looks away. He doesn’t want to know.
Or
Peter is a demon that lives in the Stilinskis’ basement.
From Ashes Rebuilt by ambersagen
“You shouldn’t be alive,” Stiles finally admitted. He sounded sorry, smelled like anxiety and hunched in on himself as he fell back from Peter to land in the dented chair. “I heard the doctors telling your niece. She wasn’t quiet about it, and no one cares if I’m around anyway so I heard the whole thing, about your burns. I snuck in to see you.”
“Like a sideshow freak,” Peter sneered, starting to understand.
“Like a miracle,” Stiles corrected.
MCSZ-LW by Bunnywest
Mayor Whittemore gives John his widest politician’s smile. “It’s one of the best- a Halebot. You work so hard for the city, and with Claudia gone five years now, we thought you’d appreciate some company. A service bot is perfect. I mean, you deserve more than the standard gift certificate. “
“Would have preferred the gift card,” John huffs under his breath, but he plasters on a smile and makes all the right noises, because this is an elected position, and as jackbots go, Halebots really are the best. He just doesn’t know quite what he’s going to do with it.
Baby Whisperer by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
“What. Is that.”
Scott looked up at him, apprehensive.
“Her name’s Lily.”
Stiles stared at the fuzzy head peeking out of the papoose.
“Her. Her name. That is a real live human baby. Oh my God-”
“Actually I don’t know if she’s human?” Scott said with a confused frown. “Becca didn’t say.”
“Who the fuck is Becca?!”
Care for Me, As I’ve Never Known by lavenderlotion
“Why…why did you offer me the bite?” Stiles asked quietly, the cover of night and the hum of the Jeep’s engine giving him courage he wouldn’t usually have.
Peter hummed thoughtfully, taking a turn smoothly. “That is quite the question you’re asking. I’m not sure the answer is one you would be happy to hear.”
A Love for Millennia (a story never told) by OneSmartChicken
Stiles had to go into the woods that night. It didn’t make sense. She was lured by the sense of adventure, but there was a more that dragged at her.
Or: Stiles is the only one to realize she and Peter are soulmates. She doesn’t mention it.
Wind Chimes by wynnebat
“Why are you here?” Peter asks, his brow furrowing in confusion. “I can understand curiosity, but Stiles, you have visited me nearly every day for years. It can’t be that simple.”
Stiles shrugs. It’s both simple and not. For him, who grew up with the wind, who is inseparable from it in the best of ways, it is absurdly simple. For Peter, who doesn’t trust the wind as Stiles does, it may not be. “The wind says you’re mine. That’s all I need.”
Robber Foxes (Have No Fears) by RayShippouUchiha (WIP)
In the end all Stiles really has left is his dad, a lonely house, the key and deed to the loft, and a chest filled up with emptiness.
A void, yawning right behind his sternum.
That and the laughter of a fox trapped right beneath his skin, echoing in the hollows of his skull, whispering behind his teeth.
Stiles should have known it wasn’t over.
Magic stains everything it touches after all.
Keep You (Safe) Within my Shadow by lavenderlotion
Stiles has never been scared of the dark. The shadows are his friends.
Into Eden by GracieBirdie
Stiles deciding to bring home the stray alpha he’d hit with his jeep probably made him certifiable, if it hadn’t turned out Peter was as crazy as he was.
Trust in the End by ShebaRen, Tahlruil
Stiles had always kind of assumed that the end of the world was going to be full of fire and panicking people. Nuclear warfare had pretty much been his guess as to how it would all go, but he could be flexible on that. His only certainty was that it would be man-made, because people always messed things up.
He hadn’t expected the end to be full of snow and freezing cold. He hadn’t expected to be so alone while it was happening, hadn’t thought he would be making a trek from California all the way up to - if his maps and bearings were right - Washington State. He definitely hadn’t expected for it all to happen while his parents were away on a trip for their second honeymoon.
Thankfully he’d fallen in with a wolf who had saved his life and then hung around like a bad penny afterward.
Making Marks by Udunie
Stiles woke to his phone ringing at four in the afternoon, because apparently, he’d never even heard of a healthy sleep schedule before, and also; hated himself.
He blindly found it in the pocket of his jeans thrown haphazardly to the floor, and blinked at it for a few seconds before picking it up.
“‘Sup, Lyds?” he asked, just because he knew she hated the nickname, and she did wake him up.
“I’m killing Jackson,” she announced with unusual honesty. To be fair, any kind of honesty was unusual from her, considering her and Stiles only reconnected recently - and it wasn’t like they were too close in high school either.
“Congratulations?”
You Just Got Ghosted! by Ragga
“What’s your name, angel?” little Stiles murmured even as his eyes fell closed, quickly losing his battle against sleep.
Stiles smiled. It was a little sad but also heavy with the knowledge that what he was doing was the right thing—heavy with the knowledge he didn’t deserve the moniker bestowed upon him.
“You can call me Mietek.”
Or the one where there’s time travel, feels abound, two Stiles in one timeline, and one of them stuck somewhere between the planes of existence. Yet a ghost can still manage to save the day and get the girl. Or the wolf. Manly wolf. Because Peter.
Toothed Morality (Send Me Flowers) by rightsidethru
“The world is a dark place, moje kochanie; it is one filled with monsters, always ready to gobble you whole. Be wary of the promises they give: seal every vow with blood and bone and Name. A True Name, one that will bind them to their word.”
“But how will I know that they’re telling the truth, Matka? Couldn’t they lie…?”
“You’ll know, mały płomień.”
Everyone is King When There’s No One Left to Pawn by Bittah_Wizard
The AU where Stiles is an old trickster—just not the one you’re thinking of.
Beefcake Mountain by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
Shortly after moving back to Beacon Hills, the left hand of the Hale Pack opened a text from a mysterious number.
“Is there a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them.”
What the f—
Wild Creatures by neglectedtuesday
The treaty is signed while Stiles is being laced into his wedding corset. Ink splatters parchment as a maid pulls the ribbons, tighter and tighter. Stiles’ breath and future are taken away, all to save a village. He is a sacrifice more than a bride. The maid assists in fixing a choker around Stiles throat. Her hands are cold despite the roaring fire in the grate. The choker is a string of blood red rubies, they reflect the firelight with a wet shine like an open wound.
First to Know by Twisted_Mind
They fold to their knees in the vee of his legs. His hands cradle their cheek and the back of their neck, and they lean into the touch, eyes closing. “It’s mine.”
“What’s yours, darling?”
They drag in a shaky breath, and look up into the face of the man they love. “The magic. It’s mine. My spark did this.”
Chances by SpookyMiscreant
Supernaturals have soulmarks, everyone knew that, but it was ignorant to think that supernaturals only fell in love with supernaturals. It wasn’t necessarily rare for humans to have marks, but not common either. Supernatural kids all anxiously await the full moon after their fifth birthday, but human kids let the full moon pass without much anticipation.Stiles’ mother had made him stay up that night in his underwear as she searched him with a flashlight, intent to see if he was supernatural like his father. The inherent problem here was that Stiles was then and always will be covered head to toe in moles, freckles, and birthmarks.
walk walk (fashion baby) by rightsidethru
Derek shrugged a shoulder and moved the chopsticks through the broth. “Cora’s decided that she wants to transfer out to Berkley, and Uncle Peter has decided to relocate here again. Unfortunately, his reputation is preceding him and not even the three grand we’re offering for the photoshoot is enough to get a model to stay.”
At hearing the amount of money that Derek was actually offering to pay someone for one temporary job, Stiles choked on his noodles and began wheezing for breath as he went into a coughing fit. “Three? Three grand? Three thousand dollars??”
Three thousand dollars would be enough to pay for his rent for the next few months. Or—pay for the upcoming month and give Stiles a chance to buy some of the more advanced books on magical theory that Elder Potter was willing to let Stiles borrow but not keep. Being able to buy his own copies… Stiles’ fingers twitched in almost immediate booklust.
“I’ll do it,” Stiles announced.
Cause I Want You (all to myself) by LadySlytherin
Stiles has an odd habit of licking Peter, seemingly at random and without much thought. Peter takes a lot longer than he should to figure out why.
or
Six Times Stiles Stilinski Licked Peter Hale…and one time Peter licked Stiles instead.
If I Could Kiss You Again by Triangulum
“Summer plans?” Peter asks, eyes on where Isaac is now trying to inch along the ceiling beam toward the wall where he can slide down a pipe.
“Leaving for Stanford in September. Saving the world and working in between now and then,” Stiles says. “Why, gonna miss me?”
“Considering I’ll be left alone with Derek? Yes,” Peter says.
“You’ll have Cora,” Stiles says. “And Isaac will be here to make up a few high school credits.”
There’s a shriek and a thud as Isaac loses his grip, falling on top of Erica and Boyd, sending them all to the ground in a heap.
“Yes,” Peter says flatly. “Thank god for that.”
OR
Five times Stiles kisses Peter and one time Peter kisses him.
Orbital Distance by neglectedtuesday
Artemis, the capital city of the Moon, where movies are born and stars are made. The crown jewel of American cinema and simultaneously Hollywood’s biggest rival. The money may be dollars, it may be counted as the 51st state but the studios run this city, making cinema and waging war. No real bloodshed but equally cutthroat in its own way. Peter has devoured article after article about the industry, from in-depth journalism to gossip rags, desperate for every detail, every scandal, every glorious moon moment.
Hooverville by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
Town to town, train to train, tent to tent.
By 1932, the dust had begun to blow and the jobs were gone.
Anonymity was a byproduct of looking for work, which made it both necessary and convenient.
Stiles had enough secrets of his own to know to look the other way when he saw something that shouldn’t be possible.
The ghost of a tail giving enough balance to disembark a moving train.
Near silent Latin whispered on the edge of a tent encampment.
A flash of burning eyes.
He had more than enough to worry about without adding the oddities of others, and besides- having unusually sharp teeth certainly didn’t make a man worse than the ones running from the wife and kids they couldn’t feed.
So Stiles kept his observations to himself. He kept his everything to himself.
Until he met a man. One with eyes so blue they seemed to glow- and then they did.
Stiles tried to look away, but for the first time he was stopped.
“Don’t be like that sweetheart. Aren’t you curious?”
Rhythm of the War Drums by HyperLittleNori (Shiguresan)
The foreboding song of the drums rumbled through the stands above, made his heart, his blood pound with their increasing rhythm. He’d seen this so many times now, heard the sickening, morbid excitement of the rabble. He readied himself for the carnage, but even nearly a year after he’d first stood in this spot, it still filled him with dread.
As always, he watched the sandy arena through the barred steel gates. They vibrated with the movement, with the almost deafening sounds of the crowd and the drums. A sea of guards stood at his back, but they were not there for him…
Two Worlds Collided by Bittah_Wizard
It was always meant to be Stiles and Peter.
Always.
A Stranger Comes to Town by Bunnywest, DiscontentedWinter, Twisted_Mind
Peter claps his hands together once. “Right! Let’s start getting to know each other, shall we? We can all take turns introducing ourselves, and explaining who we are as writers. I’ll go first.” He stays standing, and spreads his arms wide for a moment. “As I hope you all know, I’m bestselling author Peter Hale. If there’s been a terrible mistake and you didn’t mean to be here, this is your chance to run.”
He gives another charming smile to the tittering biddies on his right. He sketches a dramatic little bow, and then goes on. “Twice a year, I come out here to teach The Masterclass on writing, providing new talent,” he winks at the MFA-wannabes on the left, tucking his hands in his pockets, “with a safe environment to share your work and equip yourselves with the tools for success. I’m looking forward to getting to know you all this weekend.”
Keep You Like An Oath by Green
After 7 years in prison, Peter has important matters to attend to — and at the top of his list is the young mate he left behind, unclaimed for their own protection. But, for all his good intentions, Stiles has always needed him — now more than ever.
Too Much Of A Good Thing by GracieBirdie
Stiles can’t just leave Boyd and Erica chained up in a hunter’s basement, and if the only person willing to listen to him when he asks for help is a formerly dead psychopath? Well, Stiles supposes he could do worse. But of course nothing in Stiles’ life is ever just that simple…
All The Things We’d Do by GracieBirdie
Stiles’ time travel spell doesn’t work out quite right but he figures he should make the best of it, starting with Laura Hale.
The Promises Of Yesterday, The Pledges Of Tomorrow by ShippersList
Stiles is a kid with serious concentration issues and definitely not a guide—let alone a guide strong enough to calm down a feral Sentinel wolf. It’s just not possible.
Thighs Verse by Bunnywest
I’ll give you what you need, pretty boy. And you can call me Sir.
The hairs on the back of Stiles’s neck prickle at that, and his dick throbs. He clicks on the profile and the picture that pops up is UN-FUCKING-FAIR. Jesus Christ on a bicycle, nobody should look like that. The man’s staring into the camera, a smile that’s almost a sneer on his face. And what a face it is. Intense blue eyes, cheekbones like cut glass, and a strong jawline covered in the perfect amount of stubble. His neck, what Stiles can see of it, is thickly muscled, and Stiles can see the beginnings of a tattoo that travels down. There’s the tiniest scattering of grey at his temples, and Stiles breathes out, “Oh yes, Sir,” as he drinks in the details on the profile.
Or, the one in which Stiles experiments with Grindr, and finds his Sir.
The Boy Sleuth by Shey
Stiles is eight when he discovers a box of his mom’s old Nancy Drew Mysteries in the back of the guest bedroom closet.
Magnificent Mischief by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
“Marvelous Miss and the Magnificent Mischief!” the carnival barker shouted just outside the corridor with all the food tents. “Come see Miss Paige do amazing tricks with her talking raven! He not only speaks, but he jokes! He teases! He philosophizes!”
Escaping by Green
“We have to go. Now, Peter.”
Peter’s holding his apartment door open, standing in shock, looking at Stiles. “What? How do you even know where I live?”
The Chasm and the Clash by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
Stiles has dreams of the Alpha after he dies. It makes no sense. He didn’t know Peter before… did he?
Did Peter know him?
And why does his head hurt so much?
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bigskydreaming · 3 years
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Well now I'm curious. Are there any crocodile shifters in this story? Is that the Alpha Pack? And does that make Jennifer a sea witch? I'm invested and I want to know more!
Also, random questions about your Beacon Bay story: is this on an island or a peninsula or something? Is the Nemeton a lighthouse or something similar, really leaning into that whole beacon metaphor? Is there a star-crossed lovers thing going on here at all (*cough*scanny*cough*)?
Sadly, no crocodile shifters in the actual story, though it was more written as a series of shorter episodic stories that I bounced around between. And the crocodile shifters are just sitting there ripe for the picking, its just I didn’t have need of any in the story and/or characters they matched up well with. The Alpha Pack isn’t really a thing here, mostly because I was like “I am Deucalion, the Demon Dolphin” doesn’t really have quite the right ring to it and also he’s just honestly not my favorite villain, he’s too ridiculous. Its like calm down dude, who do you think you are, Death, the Destroyer of Worlds? Oh wait. Awkward.
But now that I think about it, I hardly ever got the urge to use Deucalion as an antagonist? Just running through my WIP files real quick, and off the top of my head, my villain breakdown in TW fics was:
Lightning Crashes: the nogitsune, Jennifer, Kali and Theo
Where Wild Things Are: Peter, Matt and Gerard
Beacon Bay: Corrine, Peter and Theo
Loki’s Get:
Ouroboros Dreaming (Jackson’s Story): Peter’s ghost, metaphorically
Fenris Waking (Scott’s Story): Peter’s ghost, less metaphorically
Hel Rising (Lydia’s Story): Peter’s ghost, least metaphorically. Also, Hell. But mostly just the suburbs of it.
Born to Run: Jennifer. (That random The Most Dangerous Game rip-off with Scott and Jackson. Making the bad guys hunters was like, eh, so I went with necromancy instead).
The Forest or the Trees: the Nemeton. Like, the tree itself. Also, demon fruit. Look, its that AU where Scott’s a druid and Danny’s a werewolf, the tree wants to kill Scott, its a whole thing.
So, My Step-Brother’s Probably A Werewolf: The deadpool. Basically a S4 AU where Dr. Geyer and Melissa have a whirlwind romance and Liam’s trying to figure out why the fuck his new step-brother is so weird.
Forgetting’s Just Another Way of Saying Fuck You: Theo and the Dread Doctors. This one was that one S5 AU I was writing where the Dread Doctors used their forgetting/mind-wipe powers to make everyone forget about Scott, except they ironically forgot about people outside the town, meaning Isaac, Jackson and assorted others still remembered him. Aka that expansive headcanon that was literally the exact same thing as Season 6′s ‘forgetting Stiles’ plot, only posted about a full year before S6 even started shooting BUT I DIGRESS. (I’m just saying, it was a pretty specific plot, only using the DD instead of the Ghost Riders, but whaaaaatever). LOL.
So the only times I’ve ever really used Deucalion beyond peripheral werewolf politics in Where Wild Things Are is in that one Scydia I was writing, Kingmaker, and also an unwieldy behemoth that somehow got to six chapters without a title, where like, when the Alpha Pack came to town in 3A they used their werewolf memory-sucking mojo to steal Scott’s memories and thus make him more susceptible to Deucalion’s recruitment pitch while everyone else was like nuh-uh, THEY’RE the bad guys. 
(Oh and also he did show up in one part I wrote for this Leverage meets Ocean’s Eleven mash-up, with a cast of Scott and the Chimeras. Remember how way back before Eichen House was introduced, Chris made an allusion to there being a werewolf jail they could use to deal with werewolves.....so like, imagine if Chris had caught Scott in S1 but couldn’t justify killing him and then enter werewolf jail and Scott being like mmm, yeah, this isn’t working for me, I’m gonna jailbreak, who wants to come, and then he and random other characters from throughout the series just go around robbing the various douchebags of the series in ways that were mostly just an excuse for me to ‘practice writing action scenes and also heists and also I was bored.’ Also, there’s a distinct presence of multiple unnecessary car chases as apparently most of the times I added to this file came smack dab in the middle of my Fast and the Furious phase. I regret nothing. Also, everything.)
Anyway, as for Beacon Bay, no, Jennifer isn’t a sea witch in it mostly cuz she isn’t in it, as I’d already used her in a few other things and I wanted to give Corrine a whirl as the prime bad guy. So she’s like, an assassin witch for hire. Also, three thousand years old, and as mentioned, like....she’s Circe. 
Malia: Ugh, shut up, mom, nobody cares that you’re famous.
Mason (raises hand): I mean, I care, a little bit.
Liam (not helpfully): He asked her for her autograph.
Malia (to Scott): You see? This is why people should have to be over four feet tall to sit at the big kids’ table.
Brett (also not helpfully, but then, he isn’t trying to help, he doesn’t do that): To be fair, Liam’s the only actual Smurf present. Mason’s just Smurf-adjacent.
Mason: *beams*
Liam (staring at him in betrayal): How was that even a compliment? Why are you feeling complimented by that?
Mason: LET. ME. HAVE. THIS.
Anyway Part Two: the Anywayer.....I did not actually ever have any plans to make the Beacon part of Beacon Bay a literal lighthouse, as the town was less a point of interest for other supernatural beings because of Nemeton-type shenanigans, and more just purely because Peter’s a magical artifact oriented klepto who hooked up with Circe and then stole all her shit when sneaking out in the middle of the night and eighteen years later she’s still pissed and Peter’s just not home at the moment. So she’s like, “eh, I guess I could settle for just wiping this entire town off the map in the meanwhile. I needed a new hobby anyway.”
Anywayest, the conclusion: And yes of course it was Scanny. When, where faced with the possibility of Scanny, do I simply...not do the Scanny? Its like you don’t even know me right now.
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author interview tag
i was tagged by one of my very fave people @cinematicnomad​
name: alli
fandoms: that i’ve written fics for? teen wolf, 911, suits, glee, supernatural, roswell (the og), ugly betty (other than drabbles and minis here from other various fandoms, i think that’s it...)
where you post: ao3 (crazyassmurdererwall & smartalli)
most popular one-shot: stuck in reverse - the pack needs fixing and derek needs a person and stiles takes it upon himself to handle both those things
most popular multi-chapter fic: N/A - i haven’t written a multi chapter fic in ages (that being said, stuck in reverse probably should have been since it’s about 66k, but that’s just not how i write so...)
favorite story you’ve written so far: that’s really a hard question to answer, but for teen wolf that would be don’t know what i’m supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you) and for suits it would be counting on. (i’ve only written 2 fics for 911 so far, so i’ll abstain from picking a fave for now) the feel of each of them is just right, and i feel like i got each of them exactly where i wanted them.
fic you were nervous to post: look, this sounds like a cop out, but every time i post a fic i go through the ‘look this is probably hot garbage but i like it and frankly i’m just done with it’ moment, which then i cycle back around to ‘but you know what I LIKE IT and i know one other person will, and that’s all i need’, which is how i keep my sanity and keep from getting too invested in how much or how little feedback i might get. other than myself - because i always write for myself first - i write each fic for one person who i know is really going to love it. that’s it. i don’t always know who that person is, but they’re out there, friends. (and sometimes i do know who they are.)
how you choose your titles: it’s either something that popped into my head early on, or they’re song lyrics. Big Days comes from the fic itself, a line drawn in the sand is a song lyric, for example.
do you outline: usually - even short things have basic one line things to tell me what needs to happen in that scene. the longer a fic is, the more elaborate the outline.
complete: 36 of the 37 works i have posted are complete, though that’s technically inaccurate because the one that isn’t is actually just a collection of tumblr ficlets for suits. i don’t post things that aren’t finished. (not anymore, anyway. i learned that lesson from my early fic writing days.)
in progress: oh god. please don’t make me count. it’s a lot, kids.
coming soon/not yet started: see above answer. second verse, same as the first.
do you accept prompts: occasionally? i mean, the reality is i have A LOT of ideas all on my own - just ask @cinematicnomad or @tattooedsiren that - but if it’s good and it inspires me, i may write it. but it usually has to be something vague - it’s hard when people get super specific, because i usually find they have something particular in mind, and that may not be what i have in mind.
upcoming story you are most excited to write: it’s probably necromancer!stiles, but it’s going to be big, so there’s also some trepidation there, kids. but look, i’m legit excited about everything i write. if i’m not, i don’t write it.
tagging: @elisela, @tattooedsiren, @cupcakesandtv, @dearericbittle, @gracieli and anyone else who wants to do this
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Fanfic Author Interview Tag :)
Fanfic Author Interview Tag :)
Tagged by: @goddess-of-time-and-magic <3
Name: Mina
Fandoms: Im mainly writing fics for Ghost Adventures, but I wrote a SPN fic, which I never uploaded, because it was a personal gift for my niece (in this fic me and her are dating Sam and Dean, so... :D ) and I had a great, great, oh so great Sterek story, where Stiles, the nogitsune, kidnaps Derek and “takes care of him” :D but well, my old pc crashed and the story is... gone :( I really cried about that :( 
Where you post: Im posting my fics on AO3
Most popular oneshot: According to AO3 stats my most popular oneshot (which is actually cut into two chapters :D ) is Sweetest Darkness (A NAK Halloween Story)
Most popular multichap: Its “What Lies In The Dark” (A Nakron story)
Favorite story you’ve written: I think that “What Lies In The Dark” is my fav fic... I worked hard on that to make it at least a little bit believable by using real scenes and real words the guys said. It still makes me emotional, when Im reading it. But maaaaaaybe my all time fav is gonna be my “Dangerous” Zaaron AU... I had so much fun writing it! <3 
Fic you were nervous to post: Definitely “Adrenalize me” - NAK slash. It was the first smut I wrote, so... :D But I was also worried about posting the last chapter for “What Lies In The Dark”, because I had an ending planned in my head, but I changed it before I wrote it down, so I was worried how NAK fans will react...
How you choose your titles: Im mainly using titles of songs that inspired me to write the fic :D 
Do you outline: Sometimes I do, especially if its a longer story and I have many ideas that I dont want to forget about. I had an outline for “Dangerous”, because there is 16 chapters :D and I wanted to make sure that things will happen in a specific order, so I needed to write the whole story line down before I wrote the fanfic. I also have a habbit of having a “moments in the future” text file, where I have a mess of dialogues, sentences, moments, scenes... that are prepared to be put into the fic, but its not their moment yet :D if you understand... I sometimes get inspired and I have a scene in my head that I need to write down, but I know its gonna be in the story like in... chapter 7, while Im still stuck on chapter 3 or something :D so I write it down in tis text file and thats when I make a little outline, so Im not gonna forget where this “future moment” will appear.
Complete: 9 :D :D ...yeah, its not that much... oh, and one of the story actually isnt complete, I just left it, planning to write it in the future, but I just still dont feel like ending it :D
In progress: ...I have 1 story XD Its a Zay fic ;-)
Coming soon/not started: I was thinking about another GAC AU... and then I got extremely inspired by @goddess-of-time-and-magic (AO3) and her beautiful collection of little stories - NAK drabbles and Im just in love with the idea of creating someting similar, just with a Zaaron theme :) but... Im still writing the Zay fic, which isnt even near to its end :D because, yeah, Im a mom and moms need to cook, and clean the house and cuddle their babies and... yeah, you understand :D so I have like... 40minutes per day to take some rest XD which Im using to write and make vids and sometimes Im just staring into nowhere, so... its all really slow :D
Prompts? I dont think I ever used that... oh, maybe when me and my GAC girls were talking about some GAC slash, I used their ideas for some tiny stories, but... does it count as a prompt? I mostly get my ideas for fics from my husband XD who is a Zaaron enthusiast and he always has a fine idea for a fic in his head :D
Upcoming work you’re most excited about: The only WIP that I have is the Zay fic :D but yeah, Im really excited about it, because I never wrote a Zay story and I actually never was into the Zay ship that much, but writing the story helped me to ... unveil it a little :D and now Im seeing things that I didnt pay attention to before, so... yeah, Im curious of where the story will lead me :)
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Do you think Scott knows all about what Theo did for Liam in 6x09, 6x10, 6x16 and 6x20? Because that would imply that Liam talked with Scott about it.
Scott definitely knows about some of it (Scott directly told Theo to help Liam in 6x20). The other stuff he possibly knows about, but it’s not as clear-cut.
We have to assume that there is a lot of “team debriefing” that goes on between scenes on Teen Wolf. They’re working with limited screen time and due to budget restrictions, tends to limit how many characters appear in each scene/plot. But we have to know the pack coordinates off screen with one another for the story to make sense.
The pack coordinates very closely in 6B. We see several meetings where they discuss their plans, but we don’t see all of them. This implies that they meet off-screen.Does the pack give a blow-for-blow recount of everything that happens? Probably not, but I’m sure that most of the pack discusses the highlights. Theo’s behavior, as he’s been a problem in the past, is probably something Scott would inquire about.
Additionally, we pretty much have to assume that Scott and Theo have had several conversations behind the scenes as well (Teen Wolf shows them coordinating both with the pack and 1-on-1 in 6B).But let’s look at some of the places you mentioned, as well as some other episodes where we can assume that off-screen conversations involving Theo took place:6x09 - Theo throws himself into danger, giving Liam the chance to escapeI feel like there’s no way that Scott didn’t ask Liam “Hey, how’d it go at the hospital?” and although Liam is still suspicious and unliking of Theo, he would mention that he’d helped.
Also, remember this is actually a proud moment for Liam because his decision to bring Theo out of the ground (that was a huge risk that could have blown up in his face) actually paid off. Even if Liam wants to keep Theo as far away from the pack, he’d still want to share that information with Scott because he wants his alpha to be proud of him and trust his decisions in the future.Additionally, Scott already knows that Theo was helping because he showed up to fight the Ghost Riders at the end (when he could have ran or left it to them) and he was already quite bloodied:
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^^From this Scott probably also can tell that Theo wants to get back on his good side.
However, they have little to no reason to actually trust Theo at that point. Theo is very capable of pulling a long con, and Scott had been highly susceptible to Theo’s antics in the past. Theo could be doing all of this only to stab them in the back again. They just don’t know.
Nonetheless, after these events, Scott obviously lets Liam take the leash off Theo, and he allows him to stay in Beacon Hills, as we see when he shows up in 6B.6x15 - We have to assume that Scott and Theo had some type of conversation with one another after everything went down at the station.
We see that Theo is still with the pack after they pretended to flee Beacon Hills (although he is in the back against the wall like some kind of misbehaved child xD).
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Theo and Scott must have talked about him staying with the pack and helping them in their conflict with Monroe’s people. From this point onwards, Scott actually treats Theo as if he is a member of the pack. He asks him to support Liam and Mason through several “missions” (for lack of a better word) and trusts him to do so. He listens to Theo’s counsel and treats him with respect in all of their interactions.
Likewise, after this point, Theo follows Scott’s instructions to the letter. When Scott tells Theo to go protect Mason, that’s what Theo does. When Scott tells Theo to go protect Liam, that’s what Theo does.
6x16 - Liam & Theo work together to distract Gerard’s people, Theo prevents Liam from killing Nolan
Scott obviously knows about and approved Theo and Liam working together to distract the hunters, as the pack constructed this plan together.
I’m not sure if Scott knows that Theo prevented Liam from hurting Nolan.
Although this is a very important moment for Theo (I want to do a separate post on that because I feel that it’s actually so much deeper than a simple “oh he’s helping!” because it very specifically addresses Theo’s largest problems in the past. But is probably beyond the scope of the ask.) there’s no clear evidence that the details of what happened at the zoo were conveyed to Scott.
Given the characters and their motivations, if Scott did find out, I think it would have happened one of the following ways:
A) Scott asks Liam how it went, and Liam reluctantly tells him “Not as good as it could have, I almost lost it…” and then told him how Theo reeled him in.
B) Scott asks Theo how it went and Theo tells him something along the lines of “Well, Liam almost went off the rails, but it’s all good…” (I think Theo would try to leave the fact that he helped implied/understated because if he emphasized it too strongly it would make Scott suspicious of his motives.)
Or both possibly.
There isn’t enough evidence to say one way or another in the show if Scott found out about these details or not, but I’d lean towards him knowing because we see Scott’s trust in Theo grow in the episodes that follow.
6x19 - Theo works with Mason, fails to take his painEarly on in the episode, we see that Scott trusts Theo enough to send him with Mason, who unlike Liam, would not be able to defend himself if Theo turned on him. This reflects a growth in trust on Scott (and Liam’s) part.
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I don’t think Scott knows about this because it doesn’t seem like Mason would be petty enough to go to Scott and recount how much he thinks Theo sucks. Likewise, I’m not sure Theo would go to Scott crying about how he failed. Theo really wants to look good in front of Scott still, and this story doesn’t paint him in a particularly great light. Also, based on his shocked and upset expression, it seems like he’d probably be struggling with this on his own.
[[But side note now I REALLY want to write a fic where Theo does confide in Scott about this – or maybe a fic with all of the “behind the scenes” Scott and Theo interactions.]]
Also if we flashback to 6x15 we have evidence that Theo is being very cautious of how he presents himself to Scott. In this scene we see how when Theo disagrees with him he pulls Liam aside and tries to get Liam to raise concerns to Scott for him.
This is because he is trying very hard to change how Scott sees him. He doesn’t want to challenge Scott’s authority or disagree with him directly, because he wants Scott to start seeing him as a supportive ally. (He’s still happy to act like a little shit to Liam tho, and gets himself clocked in the face xD)6x20 - Theo supports Liam in protecting people at the hospitalWe know that Scott knows Theo was at the hospital to support Liam because we have a scene where Scott asks him to do so:
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This gives us some good insight as to what Scott and Theo’s communication has been like behind the scenes. If you’ll notice, Theo doesn’t tell Liam this when he shows up:
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This also makes it quite likely that Scott and Theo have been coordinating in this manner without Liam’s knowing. So when Theo shows up at the high school in 6x17 we know he’s doing so to look after Scott’s interests:
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But he might also have talked to Scott about it, as we now have solid confirmation that Scott and Theo do coordinate with one another one on one in private.6x20 - Theo Takes Gabe’s Pain
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Melissa, Liam, Mason, Nolan, and Corey all witnessed what happened, I think one of them might have mentioned it to Scott at some point.Even though none of them like Theo and are probably a bit concerned about Scott trusting him again, I don’t think any of them would withhold information like that.
Still, I doubt any of them is going to rush to tell Scott “Oh we think Theo is good now!” because we have to remember that Scott was Theo’s primary victim.
Not only were Theo’s S5 antics all about removing Scott, but Scott was also the most susceptible person to Theo’s manipulation. Theo is Scott’s kryptonite because he knows how to garner and exploit sympathy.
A conversation where anyone is trying to sing Theo’s praises to Scott to try to get him to warm up to Theo is going to be highly unlikely because the pack still wants to protect Scott from this danger.
Also it’s likely that Liam in particular still feels some guilt over how he let Theo manipulate him into attacking Scott.
But they would probably bring up Theo’s ability to take pain if it ever became relevant (i.e. a conversation where they are debating if they can trust Theo to do XYZ).Another way in which it might come up is if one of them were to come to Theo’s defense from Malia or Stiles. I did a longer post about how Scott doesn’t verbally or physically abuse Theo in any way (in fact Scott defends him - not even because Theo has “earned” it, he does it simply because Theo needs help) but Malia and Stiles are definitely not above that.
I think that if Malia or Stiles were very aggressive about Theo (telling Scott that he will never change), that Liam/Mason/Corey would likely site this incident as a “Well, yeah Theo’s definitely problematic, but he might not be as evil as he once was….”
They would feel an obligation to give Scott all of the information. Both for Theo’s sake and out of respect to Scott.
But even if no one tells Scott about this one particular incident with Theo, it really wouldn’t matter because Theo has changed on a deeply personal level and there’s no way Scott wouldn’t see that.
Scott doesn’t have to be there to witness Theo taking Gabe’s pain because Scott’s actions in 6B demonstrate that he already believes Theo has become a better person.
Scott treated Theo like a changed man from 6x15 onwards.
It was only the rest of the pack that needed to witness it in the hospital. Mason/Melissa/Liam/Corey were the ones that needed to be convinced at that point, not Scott.
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Some other aspects of this that might be at play in Scott’s belief in Theo is that Scott is the only one that actually knew Theo before he was corrupted by the Dread Doctors. Unlike the rest of the pack, Scott probably doesn’t dismiss Theo as a “bad apple” because he knew him when he was a vulnerable and innocent child.
Scott is already an incredibly forgiving person that’s optimistic about even the most lost-seeming causes:
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Likewise, Scott has demonstrated on numerous occasions a desire to help people (even after they’ve hurt him) simply because they need the help:
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But Theo’s struggle he likely feels on an even more intimate level because they were friends as children. 
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In many ways, Theo in S5 represented exactly what Scott always feared he would become himself (someone that was altered after an encounter with the supernatural and became a monster) and it would make sense that he wants to see Theo turn around.
But getting into that could be a whole other post on its own…
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Thoughts on the final episode of Teen Wolf
So. It ended. Teen Wolf has officially ended. It will not come back next week, nor will there be a new season. It’s finished. After crying with my friend for 45 minutes over FaceTime, here are my final thoughts on the final episode of Teen Wolf: 
- I can’t lie. I’m slightly bitter about the whole Jackson x Lydia x Stiles debacle. I get Lydia is relieved he’s still alive. He was an important person in her life after all. But he was toxic to her. Their relationship was toxic and he had treated her poorly. I think the “jumping into his arms, hugging” was a tad too much, BUT we did get Possessive!Stiles out of it. Sadly, Jackson didn’t react to that. I was hoping there would be a conversation about Stiles and Lydia’s relationship, yet it was only about Ethan and Jackson and the fact Lydia always knew he was bi. I don’t know. It was a good scene, but I expected more. 
- I never liked Gabe, and I’m sure none of you liked him either. But I felt compassion for him. He was a brainwashed kid, perhaps even with mental issues. Over the past seasons kids have been killed, but always the supernatural way. Never by the shots of guns. I almost cried when the light went out in the fifteen year old’s eyes. 
- I loved the way Theo redeemed himself. I was afrAid it’d be cheesy, but it wasn’t. This was perfect. 
- Oh yeah, Thiam is endgame for sure. 
- I can’t express how much I loved Scott’s grand scene. He started off afraid, hiding in the library, haunted by the Nogitsune. (I’m also bitter the Nogistune had more screentime than actual Stiles) Then by an Oni, a berserker, a dread doctor, his pack mates. All the villains from his past. But the Nogitsune stood out the most. He was most afraid of his best friend turning villainous, seeing his best friend succumb to an evil spirit. I loved that. We may have not gotten much sciles, but we did get that symbolism.
- and then - - - GOD Scott turning himself BLIND! I thought it was perfect. Scott never really had to sacrifice anything tangible of him. He has lost people, but physically he was never at a disadvantage. He gave up one of his senses to save everyone, with the outcome to may be blind forever. But he didn’t care. Didn’t hesitate. He wasn’t afraid anymore. 
-  I did find the mountain ash thing a little anti climactic. I mean, it’s never been shown the ash can actually kill supernatural. It only blocked them. But now, for some reason, Scott knew the ash would kill the Anuk-Ité? An indestructable, evil, two faced spirit? A spirit a hellhound froze himself for it? I don’t know which villainous ending was worse: the one with the ghost riders or this. Also, Stiles looked at the Anuk-Ité before he threw the ash. Wouldn’t it be more suspenseful if while he was freezing up, he threw it? Like, his final heroic deed? I’m really happy they let Stiles do it, or else he’d have no purpose in 6B besides comic relief.  
- Speaking of villains: Monroe? She escaped? Has thousands of followers all over the world? They’re thinking of doing a reboot, so will that follow Monroe’s ark? I don’t think so. In the end, it would be two different shows and it’d be weird if they were connected that way. Gerard... he’s... dead? I assume. We don’t know. Is he just botched up or actually dead? And Kate... like... that’s it? I understand Teen Wolf can’t kill anyone, but I wish we’d have a more clear ending of Kate’s storyline. I mean, she’s been there throughout everything! Season one, season 3A, season four, mentioned in season 6A, season 6B.
- ALLISON WAS MENTIONED I CRIED DON’T JUDGE
- I think Finstock knew all along. Maybe not in the beginning of season one, but he’s smart. He knew. Also, like, he never felt the fear? He was at school after hours in a dark locker room for no said reason other than to fucking slay us all. He’s the example of how everyone would be in the end. They’d know, and would just let it be. 
- Speaking of Finstock, we have a little callback to season one when being co-captains was such a big deal. Now, Nolan and Liam want it! I am still a bit confused about Nolan’s storyline. In the end, he was an important factor, but he was also unnecessary at the same time. I think he was written in for plot device and his sole purpose was to be the mole in the project. How eventually, he got out of his brainwashed state, (probably after he saw Gabe kill Edgar) and thought for himself. It showed, that if you don’t think for yourself, you could end up as Gabe. Hurt. Dead. 
- The hand hold... alright. Fine. I’ll take it. But you bet your ass I will be writing tons of fics about missing scenes and alternate endings. I didn’t realise this at first, but my friend pointed out that Lydia thought back of Stiles’ and hers first kiss, when Scott was having his panic attack. That made the moment a hundred times better, but I still wish we had a cheek kiss. Like, a cutesy, lil’ cheek kiss. Anyways, like I said, I’ll write it myself. 
- Alec. The boy. I don’t know. It’s a good ending, but it also doesn’t make sense. Monroe has been on the loose for a while now, but they specifically track Alec down, and the pack drops everything to get to that parking lot? Do they do that with all the new members they find? And is that Scott’s prfession now? Locating supernatural? I’m a bit confused about the ending, so it should’ve een made clearer, or it needed a different ending in its entirety. Something more lighthearted. 
- Their slo-mo walk was way better than that cheesy, cringy ass slo-mo walk of 2.0 in 6A. God, I was traumatised. I’m also glad Teen Wolf realised it’s better to give more screentime to the OG cast and not to Corey or something. By the way, (!!!) they get an intense kiss but WE DIDN’T GET A CHEEK KISS? I’m getting salty sorry I like Mason and Corey together. 
- I’m uncertain how I should feel about Melissa and Chris. That’s all I can say as there is nothing to be discussed. It just happened. 
- Ending on a good note: Thank you Tyler Posey, Dylan O’Brien, Holland Roden, Shelley Hennig, Arden Cho, Crystal Reed, Daniel Sharman, Colton Haynes, Tyler Hoechlin, Dylan Sprayberry and all the others for bringing these characters to life. Even if we couldn’t see you because of the terrible lighting, you brought us joy every time we saw you on screen. Thank you for bringing us interesting storylines, even if they weren’t produced that well. Thank you for giving us ships - specifically Stydia - that will go into TV history. Teen Wolf has helped me go through rough times and has learned me some lessons about courage, fear, love and friendship. Thank you for existing when I was feeling blue or euphoric. 
Thank you.  
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Teen Wolf 6x08- “Blitzkrieg”- Observations And Predictions
Hello my little glory swords, guess who's dealing with a headache? ... Again... I'm so glad that we finally have Stiles' name concreted in canon proof, and to know that I've been writing it correctly in fics for so long... that does me good freinds, that does me very good
Man that sequence with the yarn and the tacks was INCREDIBLE, I think it's probably one of the best sequences on the entire show, it's just really amazing ok? I'm impressed, although I have to say... in the best Mufasa voice I can manage, "Everything the string touches, becomes reality again"
Ahhh Scott biting Stiles, this is one of those moments where it actually does show Scott's development, remember in 3B when he not-quite-offered to bite Stiles? Let me set up the parallels: 3B- Stiles is right in front of him, very, very likely dieing of the same illness that killed his mother, Scott somewhat hesitantly only says "We'll do something, I'll do something", but he never makes any outright crystal clear promises, and Stiles notices that, the look on his face always reads to me that he doesn't quite believe Scott, remember at this point Scott has never bitten anyone and is rather fresh into Alphahood, there's probably quite a bit of good reason for Stiles' skeptcicism, however, this scene is drastically different, here we have Scott blatantly saying he'll bite Stiles- no hesitation, no room for misinerpertation, no room for doubt, he says it strongly and with convinction that he'll turn Stiles, and this is with the fact that he doesn't even know if he NEEDS to turn Stiles, he doesn't know if there's another way out, but he isn't going to take a chance, he doesn't even completely remember Stiles (something we had confirmed tonight) but he knows enough to know that Stiles is worth it, I know that there's alot of talk about Scott's questionable actions as a freind but it's times like these where I really feel the Sciles
Ofcourse Scott isn't the only one who's jumping on the wolf!Stiles bandwagon, Peter seems especially enthusiastic about Stiles getting The Bite, wich goes to show that for whatever reason, Peter still wants him as a wolf, he wasn't just messing with Scott and his freinds the first time arund and he wasn't just trying to build up an army of teenage werewolves either, he wanted Sties- SPECIFICALLY Stiles and ESPECIALLY Stiles- and what makes me so impressed and curious is just WHY he wants Stiles even though he's no lnoger an Alpha, without Alpha status, how how much use could wolf1Stiles be to Peter? It's such a curious thing to add in... why does Peter still want Stiles to be a wolf?
And that brings me to the other thing, the possibility of wolf!Stiles it's self (because we have to talk about it) I highly doubt that Teen Wolf will do this, if for no other reason simply because it's too easy, it'd be way too easy to just turn Stiles into a wolf and pull him out and then go back for the others later (although I'm glad that Peter pointed out the "So your plan is to bring Stiles back so he can make a plan" thing) but if it DID happen by some weird force of nature it would be so bittersweet to me, on the one hand, Stiles being ANYTHING is better than Stiles staying human (in my personal taste) and it would certainly make things interesting, especially if they ended 6A like that and left it primarily as something to handled in 6B, there are just so many interesting turns this could take, especially with Scott being his Alpha, and even more especially with the anxiety Stiles is already going through surrounding everyon splitting up next year, add being Scott's beta to that... but honestly I do love werewolf!Stiles, I love werewolf!EVERYONE to be honest with you, so I wouldn't really be that dissappointed.... on the other hand though, man, the wasted potential of magic!Stiles.... that would crush my soul, let me tell you, it would just seem so cheap too as an entirety... I'd still rather it than human!Stiles though
So it is now confirmed in canon that as long as there's even one other non-banshee person left in Beacon Hills, the Hunt can't move on, I'm pretty sure we already knew that but it's now confirmed in canon so I just thought I should point it out
When did all of the other Beacon Hills natives get captured? I mean did I miss something or.. or were most of them there when the episode ended...?
Ok now THIS I legitimately found interesting, when Dug left after Melissa agreed to help him get Parrish, I originally thought he said "Heil Argent" and ofcourse me first thought about THAT is how much it sounded like "Hale Argent", wich I would have had alot to say on, but it turns out according to the meta chat that it was actually "Herr Argent", and according to Google, "Herr" means "Lord" in German- interesting, Lord Argent.... ofcourse I read also that it could just mean Mister wich makes alot more sense and makes this alot less fun so there's that
Poor baby Mason.... just one of the many heartaches from tonight, but I'm glad that they found Corey's phone, even though it begs the question of how, did they just stumble upon it randomly, pick it up, and go "Oh hey look my boyfreind's phone!" or..??
So the question about the rift... is it always there, permenanately, or does it just come and go with the riders? Because it sounds on the one hand like it's a one place sort of deal, what with Lydia saying that since the rift was closed there wouldn't be another chance, but on the other hand it seems very... odd... at the same time, shouldn't the rift open up in different places? Is it always there even when the Hunt isn't? I'm just... very confused about rift-related things in general
I'm really dissappointed that Liam broke the sword to be honest, I mean ... Theo is the kind of gamble that they've won too many times you know? Like how you keep playing the same cycle of scratch-off tickets, eventually your luck will run out, and although he provided *some* information, it really wasn't good enough to warrant the sword being broken in my opinion, especially since, with the way he was gripping the bars of the cell, it looks like he's about to bust out of there at any moment, I do wonder if we'll see the sword getting somehow repaired at any point, maybe that's how Kira will get reintroduced (though if that's the case it won't be until late next season, we know Arden isn't in 6A, we know she isn't in the beginning of 6B either) It just seemed like he gambled way too much for something that he probably could have done without
Everytime we get a new canon species, my heart warms just a little bit more... I love getting new species ok? And a wolf-lion? A freaking wolf-lion? That sounds AWESOME, that means that somewhere out there is just your regular ol' lion shapeshifting species right? I love that there doesn't seem to be a real limit to the mythology in terms of shapeshifters, like if it's an animal it can be a shapeshifter, that's really neat, I do wish though that they would expand a little more on other areas of mythology before the series ends- like the faery realm and such, because otherwise banshees and druids stick out a little more in my opinion (oh who am I kidding? I want an entire beastiary of canon beasties in this show before it ends)
I have to say, the fact that it was, atleast in part, Ghost Rider venom that brought back the chimera kids is really interesting and makes alot of sense, considering the Hunt is using the ghost mythology rather than the faery mythology* it could make sense that they'd have some minor control over the afterlife and states of death vs life, and if it's manipulated and ferminted and combined with other random juices it could easily be a "bring back" serum, I'd just like to know what those other juices *are* and I wonder if anyone will try to recreate them and bring back the dead, in fact, I wonder if that could be a plot point for 6B, someone dies and everyone else tries to recreate the bring back serum to bring them back, and obviously they succeed but with........... side effects ;) Or maybe they try to bring back someone who's been dead for a long time and we get zombies, trouble is I don't really know who that would be, I don't really think they'd put in the effort for anyone but Allison and I can't see Crystal returning to play her for the end of the show, plus she's been dead for quite a wile and that would be... I mean... that'd be more like Walking Dead level undead you know what I mean? It is interesting to think about though, regardless
So Dug really is part Ghost Rider and that ISN'T just because he ate the peneal gland, wich ofcourse brings into question the entire theory behind the gland munching to begin with, if he isn't chomping down glands to become some kind of super hybrid, then why IS he eating them? It seems now that he only killed that Rider to get his weapon and the gland was just a light snack for the road, rather than the gland being the point and the wip being the extra prize at the end, also, is .. is his goal really just a spin off on the "take over the world" concept? That's so inspiringly unoriginal dude.....
I have to admit, I didn't see Melissa going into the next dimension, I figured that Chris would but I wasn't expecting Melissa, I'm guessing this is going to be a prime reason why Scott's "bite and run" plan is going to fail, there's no way he would bite his mom, so that means they'll have to go to a plan B
How are Parrish's eyes green? I thought that was a Ghost Rider Exclusive LED? Or is it that anyone in the Hunt can have them? Wich, I guess that would make sense, but if it IS exclusive to riders then does that mean that Parrish is part rider...?
I'll be very glad to see Corey and Mason reunite honestly, I mean, I wish we could, sadly I feel like we won't, it looks like next week is still going to be in the Real World, we probably won't get to go back to the train station until episode ten, since that's what Dylan shot for last (and wile I'm on the subject, we still have no word on when Teen Wolf will continue filming 6B yet, considering it's well after the holidays now I would say it's safe to consider the possibility that they might not go back to filming until spring)
Now here's an interesting thing, I kept hoping that when one of the hunters dropped his gun we would see Lydia pick it up and shoot him- I mean that's what I would have done- so if hunters get hit with their own weapons... what happens to them? Do they die? Do they get released from the eternal hunt (wich I guess is the same as dieing?)? Do they just .. go back to the train station and have to get another one? Do they revert back to the people they used to be? THAT is an answer I actually would really really love to see play out, I feel like the dropped gun was good foreshadowing that we'll see someone attempt it at some point but I'm not sure when or how or... even if it'll do anything, sadly, I think it'd be neat if they reverted back to the people they used to be though, it'd be a good way to defeat them without "killing" them and disrupting the mythology
And Hayden joins the other side... really saw that one coming I have to say
Sheriff trying to convince Claudia hurts my heart, that entire scene was heart-breaking and I know everyone knows it, but I'm going to take this moment to readdress a question I got earlier about Claudia being a Tulpa and the sheriff's power to create her, because there's something I forgot to mention, not only is Claudia more well developed than Caleb because she isn't glitchy and is able to establish a pretty firm amount of free will, but she's also capable of making him forget the truth, atleast to some degree, she was able to erase the contents of Stiles' room just by stepping inside of it, and I don't think this is something all Tulpas can do, I don't think it's something Caleb could have done, wich just brings me back to this: Either the sheriff manifested one HELL of a Tulpa and is definately Something..... or Claudia isn't a Tulpa at all and we've been riding Lydia's incorrect skirt tails, I could honestly believe either
So a Hellhound can get through the rift, unsurprisingly, but there's something else I took away from this scene.... is it just me, or is Lydia calling Parrish "Jordan" like.... a new thing....? *wispers MARRISH into the wind*
I'm so proud of the sheriff for keeping a relic of Stiles', it does make me wonder though, if he hadn't kept that photo, would he have gone back under Claudia's spell and forgotten Stiles entirely? His story about Claudia's last good day though... man that is one of the most depressing things I've heard in a long, long time.... I'm so proud of him for accepting the truth though, good on you Sheriff, good on you
I noticed that Stiles' room is still behind a wall though, I wonder if his room will go back to normal when Stiles gets back or if they're going to have to nock the wall out and move the room back upstairs.... *cough*
I wonder why the Hunt wanted Scott and Malia dead instead of kidnapped, it can't be that they ran out of room or something considering they took Peter back (boy they must REALLY want Peter) and they DID take Mason, Melissa, Chris, Hayden.. so why did they just want to flat-out KILL Scott and Malia? It can't be anything against werewolves because again- Peter, so what gives?
I'm not at all surprised that the Hunt obeys banshees, I feel like Lydia is definately going to be needed in retreiving everyone from the other side, atleast... she SHOULD be, that might be too easy though I suppose...
I'm so happy that Mieczyslaw is his name! .. I'll.. have to get used to spelling it that way though because honestly I've been spellin it Mziscislaw all this time... *cough* BUT REGARDLESS IT'S STILL SWORD OF GLORY AND THAT IS ///MAJESTIC/// OK? It's really amazing, I'm so excited that this little bit of fanfiction truth has made it's way into the show, and you know that Mieczyslaw meaning Sword Of Glory HAS to mean something for Stiles as a charector, something... like... him being a savior and magical for example... *cough* Also, as a sidenote here, Mischeif is a REALLY REALLY adorable name for a kid ok? I have a baby name list that's just pages long and that sucker is going right on there... not that I'd really ever use it though because I'm one of those people who fully believe in kids living up to their names and let me promise you that on the list of things I do not need a child who's life goal is to create mischeif is right at the top
And finally, this portally ghost Stiles thingy that broke my soul, atleast it confirms that Scott, Malia, and Lydia don't really remember *STILES* as much as the *IDEA* of Stiles, finally settles that debate, or atleast what they do remember of Stiles as a person is considerablly less than a full memory, someone asked if they would be able to conjure up this new rift because Stiles is magic and remembering him activates that power, and wile I don't personally think this is going to happen I'm certianly not ruling it out, pretty much any Magic!Stiles theory is a freind of mine, I just hope atleast one of them becomes canon
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Has there been a "Stiles rescues Peter" rec list yet? I'm looking for anything from monster of the week to Eichen House to the Wild Hunt. The idea that I've already read them all is too terrible to contemplate. (Thanks for running an amazing blog!
Not specifically as far as I can remember. But it’s always a genre I can get behind :) Here are some I think fit that category, either as the whole fic or part of it. And thanks for following my blog!
A Moment, Then Silence by Therapeutic_Steter
anonymous asked: Stiles takes care of a heavy injured Peter, who has permanent damage since then. The pack doesn’t care, but Derek and Cora realise that he is family.
Scale Tales by Therapeutic_Steter
Connected drabbles revolving around Dragon!Stiles and his werewolf Mate, Peter.
Rhythm of the War Drums by HyperLittleNori (Shiguresan) (this one’s more them taking care of each other and saving each other)
The foreboding song of the drums rumbled through the stands above, made his heart, his blood pound with their increasing rhythm. He’d seen this so many times now, heard the sickening, morbid excitement of the rabble. He readied himself for the carnage, but even nearly a year after he’d first stood in this spot, it still filled him with dread.
As always, he watched the sandy arena through the barred steel gates. They vibrated with the movement, with the almost deafening sounds of the crowd and the drums. A sea of guards stood at his back, but they were not there for him…
Hooverville by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)
Town to town, train to train, tent to tent.
By 1932, the dust had begun to blow and the jobs were gone.
Anonymity was a byproduct of looking for work, which made it both necessary and convenient.
Stiles had enough secrets of his own to know to look the other way when he saw something that shouldn’t be possible.
The ghost of a tail giving enough balance to disembark a moving train.
Near silent Latin whispered on the edge of a tent encampment.
A flash of burning eyes.
He had more than enough to worry about without adding the oddities of others, and besides- having unusually sharp teeth certainly didn’t make a man worse than the ones running from the wife and kids they couldn’t feed.
So Stiles kept his observations to himself. He kept his everything to himself.
Until he met a man. One with eyes so blue they seemed to glow- and then they did.
Stiles tried to look away, but for the first time he was stopped.
“Don’t be like that sweetheart. Aren’t you curious?”
If I Could Kiss You Again by Triangulum
“Summer plans?” Peter asks, eyes on where Isaac is now trying to inch along the ceiling beam toward the wall where he can slide down a pipe.
“Leaving for Stanford in September. Saving the world and working in between now and then,” Stiles says. “Why, gonna miss me?”
“Considering I’ll be left alone with Derek? Yes,” Peter says.
“You’ll have Cora,” Stiles says. “And Isaac will be here to make up a few high school credits.”
There’s a shriek and a thud as Isaac loses his grip, falling on top of Erica and Boyd, sending them all to the ground in a heap.
“Yes,” Peter says flatly. “Thank god for that.”
OR
Five times Stiles kisses Peter and one time Peter kisses him.
Stravinsky by rightsidethru
Duke Orsino:If music be the food of love, play on,Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Twelfth Night; Act 1, scene 1, 1–3
Wolf Within by wynnebat
Instead of convincing Scott to regain his humanity by killing the Alpha, Derek offers another possible solution.
Fashion. Police. by Bunnywest
In which Stiles is a cop with an interest in menswear, Peter’s the owner of a menswear store with a definite interest in Stiles, and why is there always some maniac running around throwing tins of red paint and making death threats?
Fashion, baby.
Under the Songbird’s Wing by mia6363
Captivity easily destroys the will of escape. It can break the fiercest of animal. It can strip the most regal man and woman down to nothing but animal needs.
Captivity can, if met with unwavering determination, shape a person into something unimaginable.
Stiles is sixteen when he’s captured. Stiles’s first thought is, “I won’t die here.”
The Promises Of Yesterday, The Pledges Of Tomorrow by ShippersList
Stiles is a kid with serious concentration issues and definitely not a guide—let alone a guide strong enough to calm down a feral Sentinel wolf. It’s just not possible.
Keep You (Safe) Within my Shadow by lavenderlotion
Stiles has never been scared of the dark. The shadows are his friends.
Dance Under the Moonlight by Therapeutic_Steter
Anonymous asked: Fae!Stiles saving Peter from Pack’s stupidity and washing his hands of them. Please?
Through Space and Time by MaroonDragon
When Stiles pulls the body of Peter Hale into his ship, he doesn’t expect him to be alive. He also doesn’t realise he might have gotten more than he bargained for.
Promises We Never Made by Green
Peter runs off to wreak havoc without telling Stiles where he’s going. Then Stiles has to rescue him.
Rainwater, Morning Dew, Ozone. by lavenderlotion
When Peter is kidnapped, Stiles is left to come to the rescue.
Peter ends up hard.
Fear (Doesn’t Mean I Can’t Fight) by azerblazer
Peter is the damsel in distress, the Sheriff is the hostage, random unnamed hunters are the bad guys.
Stiles has a bat, a hoodie and a willingness to do anything to protect those he’s loyal to.
Bring it on.
Bone Rot by neglectedtuesday
Stiles watches Peter from across the room, although he feels like he shouldn’t. Like he shouldn’t try to insert himself, even by proxy, into the moments Peter is experiencing. Autumn spills into the living room through the open doors, lighting Peter from behind. He is bathed in soft light and Stiles lingers in the shadows, ignoring the symbolism of that. He’s bored of all the different metaphors for longing.
Slice by syriala
Blood magic was dangerous magic, but Stiles’ teacher was one of the best, and Stiles wasn’t too worried that it wouldn’t work out. It would cost him, dearly even if his teacher was to be believed, but Stiles had learned all about the sacrifices for this and he couldn’t care less.
Not This Again by RebaK1tten
There’s a rumor that the last episode of the show will have Peter getting killed, again. Perhaps to give him a redemption arc or something.
So this is a fix it fic. I decided Stiles has finished one year of college. And Peter’s back again!
Cleanse My Soul by Mysenia
cywscross asked: “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” + Steter? Thanks:)
Call My Name by KouriArashi
After moving to Beacon Hills, Stiles starts having recurring dreams of a man in some kind of prison, who needs his help. Things get so bad that he ends up in Eichen House, where he finds out that the man is real.
Shelter by ShippersList (more hurt/comfort than straight-up saving Peter)
A magical attack leaves Peter vulnerable and in agony, and it reminds him way too much of his time in a coma.
love me lights out by veterization
Stiles and Peter get snowed in together. (Or: what happens when you accept phone calls from people you haven’t spoken to in over five years.)
labyrinth by sinequanon
Stiles prefers goblins to werewolves. Except maybe Peter.
Til Death by Bunnywest
“How long do we have to find him someone?” Stiles asks.“Two weeks,” says Derek, eyebrows pulling down even further. The fierceness of his expression tells Stiles just how concerned he is.“He marries, or he goes to the camps. And you know what your father told us,” Scott reminds her.The camps……aren’t camps.Peter either finds a wife, or he dies.
Bigfoot Told Me You Were Coming by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids)  (Stetopher)
Peter and Chris are on the run when they stumble across Stiles’ home in the woods.
You Got Me Now by syriala
Stiles stormed into the warehouse, eyes roaming around, desperate to find Peter. The pack was close behind Stiles, but he didn’t pay them any mind when his eyes fell on Peter.
He was on the floor, not even shackled, like someone had just discarded him without a second thought.
Peter was naked except for his pants, and Stiles could see the wounds that marred his skin. He decided not to think about why they weren’t healed.
Bittersweet Creek by Guede
When Stiles finally steps off the westward trail to California, he’s the last of his pack. He starts building a den, but then he finds a dying man next to a burnt-down house and it turns out he’s not really much of a settler, after all.
The Alpha by Therapeutic_Steter
An Alpha always protects what’s theirs.
…..
“Has anyone seen Peter?” Stiles asked at the next Pack meeting, trying to play his concern off as his typical curiosity. It wasn’t like he and Peter had been trying to keep…whatever it was that was developing between them a secret, but most of the Pack was notoriously self-absorbed and hadn’t noticed yet. As it stood, Stiles was only sure that Lydia and Derek knew about it; Lydia because she put it together and warned Peter off hurting Stiles and Derek because he came back to the loft to find them snuggled on the couch looking through an old tome and he’d also warned Peter about hurting Stiles.
Why did they not think Stiles could hurt Peter? Stiles could totally hurt him. If he wanted. Which he didn’t, but that was beside the point.
Let Me Run Away With You by Whispering_Sumire (Steterek)
“So,” Peter says, after an hour or so of driving in tense silence, “I assume we’re going back to your beloved Beacon Hills?”
“No,” Stiles tells him, without even looking up from the restorative paste he’s administering to Derek’s wounds. And isn’t that surprising?
“No?”
“I took the GPS out of Roscoe and I hacked into some of your accounts to get him travel-ready. I don’t care where we go Peter, but I don’t want to go back to Beacon Hills,” there’s a desperation in his voice that makes Peter’s skin crawl, though he has no idea why, “please.”
“Okay,” Peter agrees softly.
[Or: The one where Stiles is in a very bad place, and Peter and Derek manage to unwittingly save him from himself while he saves them from themselves.]
Hostile Takeover by kiranightshade
Alternate season 4 where Peter gains a new roommate in Eichen…for about five minutes. Then all hell breaks loose.
For Great Justice! by Green
Stiles is a vengeance demon, drawn to Peter just as he’s waking from his catatonia.
“Whoever did this? We will make those fuckers suffer. I promise you.”
Enemy Action by pprfaith
Once is chance, twice is coincidence and three times is far too many bodies on the ground.
Whiskey is My Kind of Lullaby by taylorpotato
Peter is a simple saloon owner on one of the outer planets between the Aaru Belt and the Olympus Galaxy. He’s done with trouble. Done with adventure. So fucking done with rustlers. That is, until a cute young outlaw named Stiles wanders into his bar. Peter has this problem where he can’t seem to resist charming narcissists (perhaps because they remind him of himself). And when said narcissists turn his life upside-down, the worst part is he’s not even that upset about it.
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Hi there could you possibly recommend your personal fave steter (or stetopher) fics from this year? :) Appreciate your blog!
This is so late, sorry. I haven’t been on to do more than queue a few posts lately. But recent faves, I can do that. Here are some off the top of my head:
Call Me, Call Me Any, Anytime by Triangulum
In which Stiles is a phone sex operator, Peter is searching for his soulmate, and Erica has a telephonic ding dong ditcher.
Rewriting the future by Synesthetic (this one finished recently but started like three years ago, it’s very good if you’re into abo verse with plot)
Two days before their planned bonding, alpha Derek Hale runs away with his secret beta girlfriend, leaving Stiles heartbroken. With the demands of his omega physiology forcing him to bond with someone before his first heat, Derek’s uncle Peter steps in and offers a solution.
Keep You (Safe) Within my Shadow by lavenderlotion
Stiles has never been scared of the dark. The shadows are his friends.
Pin Feathers and Primaries by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids) (wing fic + fluffy hurt/comfort + sexy times, what more do you need ;))
Peter’s wings remained sensitive after his resurrection.
They were perfect again; perfect white coverts with perfect black primaries. Perfectly glossy feathers, perfectly oiled and perfectly clean. No more twisted flesh. No more mangled plumage. No more broken blood feathers, jaggedly screaming for relief.
His wings were perfect.
The were perfect, and it chafed him that he had to remind himself of that now rather than simply know.
Wind Chimes by wynnebat (SO GOOD, i want like 50k more ugh)
“Why are you here?” Peter asks, his brow furrowing in confusion. “I can understand curiosity, but Stiles, you have visited me nearly every day for years. It can’t be that simple.”
Stiles shrugs. It’s both simple and not. For him, who grew up with the wind, who is inseparable from it in the best of ways, it is absurdly simple. For Peter, who doesn’t trust the wind as Stiles does, it may not be. “The wind says you’re mine. That’s all I need.”
A Love for Millennia (a story never told) by OneSmartChicken
Stiles had to go into the woods that night. It didn’t make sense. She was lured by the sense of adventure, but there was a more that dragged at her.
Or: Stiles is the only one to realize she and Peter are soulmates. She doesn’t mention it.
Signal on the Mountain by bellefire (this is a wip but i really like this one, the train station realm in the Ghost Riders arc had so much potential for worldbuilding/development, I have like half a dozen ideas based on that myself lmao and one of these days maybe i’ll even finish one fml. anyway, definitely check this one out, idk what Archive 81 is but i understood everything fine.)
In which Peter and Stiles find a way out of the station on their own and the two end up somewhere else. Somewhere familiar and altogether different. A place in between, where time is different, strange creatures roam and all the while the world outside moves on, unstoppable as a train.
Robber Foxes (Have No Fears) by RayShippouUchiha (wip but another big fave, i am eagerly waiting for the next chapter)
In the end all Stiles really has left is his dad, a lonely house, the key and deed to the loft, and a chest filled up with emptiness.
A void, yawning right behind his sternum.
That and the laughter of a fox trapped right beneath his skin, echoing in the hollows of his skull, whispering behind his teeth.
Stiles should have known it wasn’t over.
Magic stains everything it touches after all.
From Ashes Rebuilt by ambersagen (murderbaby!stiles)
“You shouldn’t be alive,” Stiles finally admitted. He sounded sorry, smelled like anxiety and hunched in on himself as he fell back from Peter to land in the dented chair. “I heard the doctors telling your niece. She wasn’t quiet about it, and no one cares if I’m around anyway so I heard the whole thing, about your burns. I snuck in to see you.”
“Like a sideshow freak,” Peter sneered, starting to understand.
“Like a miracle,” Stiles corrected.
You Are A Call To Motion by neglectedtuesday
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Here Begins the Land of Phantoms by Triangulum
Stiles is four and scared of the dark. There are things in the shadows of his room, whispering to him, showing him terrible, violent things.
There’s something in the basement, too. He can feel it while he’s sitting on the old, worn sofa, its presence curling around the edges of the room. He thinks he can see something sometimes, a mass shimmering in the corner, but he always looks away. He doesn’t want to know.
Or
Peter is a demon that lives in the Stilinskis’ basement.
Where I Want to Be by Tahlruil
Peter wasn’t exactly surprised when he ‘woke up’ in hell.
He’d known his wounds were fatal as soon as he’d gotten them. In truth he’d never expected to still be standing after his quest for revenge had been completed. What mattered was taking the Argent family down with him and making sure they died before he did. Peter had saved Kate and Gerard for last; they had looked into his eyes as they bled out. They had known that he was the instrument of their family’s doom and he couldn’t ask for more than that.
On Edge by Bunnywest
“What do you mean, Stiles is missing?” Peter demands, scowling at the phone.“Missing, Hale! Can you help find him or not?” The sheriff’s voice cracks, and Peter can tell he’s out of his mind with worry. Peter doesn’t blame him.
In which Stiles gets bitten by a rogue alpha and bolts into the preserve, terrified and out of control.Peter’s the one best qualified to find him, because Stiles is Peter’s mate.Peter maybe hasn’t quite gotten around to telling him that part yet, but Stiles is his, and he’s damned if he’s going to lose him to some feral alpha.He’s going to find his boy, bring him home, and as for the rest? Well, Peter has a plan.It’s Peter. He always has a plan.
Kissing Air by Ragga
“Listen, I’m going to be straight with you. Just before I arrived, I—figured out some very alarming things that I feel you should know.”
Peter tilted his head. His eyes roamed over Chris’ face before flicking over to his steadily beating chest.
“What is it?”
“You should stay away from Stilinski.”
Roots of Silver by Werif_esteria
Peter stalks through the narrow confines of his kitchen three times before the Alpha madness clears from his mind and he can finally figure out what it is that’s changed the air in his home.
He’s not alone.
And from the newest batch of Steter fics that just came out for Steter Reverse Bang, I’ve only had time to read these two:
Into Eden by GracieBirdie
Stiles deciding to bring home the stray alpha he’d hit with his jeep probably made him certifiable, if it hadn’t turned out Peter was as crazy as he was.
Something Powerful Between Your Thighs by Bunnywest
Someone’s actually replied.Fuck.
I’ll give you what you need, pretty boy. And you can call me Sir.
The hairs on the back of Stiles’s neck prickle at that, and his dick throbs. He clicks on the profile and the picture that pops up is UN-FUCKING-FAIR. Jesus Christ on a bicycle, nobody should look like that. The man’s staring into the camera, a smile that’s almost a sneer on his face. And what a face it is. Intense blue eyes, cheekbones like cut glass, and a strong jawline covered in the perfect amount of stubble. His neck, what Stiles can see of it, is thickly muscled, and Stiles can see the beginnings of a tattoo that travels down. There’s the tiniest scattering of grey at his temples, and Stiles breathes out, “Oh yes, Sir,” as he drinks in the details on the profile.
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2017 Steter Fic Recs
this is the view from the other side by Green
Peter agrees to teach Stiles to defend himself and in return, gets the one thing he really needs - Pack.
He's selfish but he's not greedy. He's determined not to push for more.
Wedding Crash by Green
He agreed to the marriage and that was that. It was for the good of their ragtag pack, and Stiles knew it. Scott knew it, too, though he continued to tell Stiles he could change his mind up until the last time Stiles talked to him the day before. Stiles is a little mad that if Scott sees he's gone, he might think he did change his mind.
(Stiles is kidnapped the night before his wedding to Peter.)
I Reach Out From The Inside by Green
Stiles is a Delta. All he has to do is flash his eyes at this Alpha, and he's pretty sure he could bring him to heel.
Bone Deep by ShippersList
A body in the woods, a mate, and a long-awaited revenge.
Peter had no idea how his life would change when he followed the strange pull in his chest.
All Hale the Alpha by Bunnywest
A submissive Omega, who writhes and moans for satisfaction, and only lives to serve? A week long sex marathon once every three months? Who wouldn’t want that?
The Child of Frost and Flame by rightsidethru
For better or for worse, Peter becomes intrigued by his new transfer student from America.
Bang Bang (There Goes Your Heart) by rightsidethru
Stiles has always been pragmatic and paranoid to Scott's friendly openness, and--to his frustration--suspicions about the newest arrivals to Beacon Hills go ignored and overlooked.
That's fine, though.
He's always been a fan of the saying 'If you want something done right, do it yourself.'
Yachting and Other Criminal Endeavors by pprfaith
In which our favorite misfits are criminals, there is a thing to be stolen, Stiles Tarzans across a room and Deucalion is, as ever, an asshole.
(I have no idea how any of this happened, to be honest.)
Escalating Beyond All Reason by Mysenia
Sometimes all one needs is a little nudge to see beyond past hurts, or faith in an Alpha who defies all odds.
Peter finds his soulmate long after he stopped looking - stopped hoping in a dream that seemed all too unrealistic - but he's bitter and inured to disappointment. Will Stiles, a goofy and young Alpha, be able to make him see that sometimes fate gets it right?
Littlered and Alpha5 by Triangulum (i feel like i should apologize for reccing so many of your fics lol)
Stiles could say that he's a grower not a shower, but that would be a lie. On a good day, fully erect, he's three inches long. Okay, two-and-a-half. Whatever, it works for him. It's what got him into camming in the first place. There's a very specific clientele out there that's looking for exactly what Stiles has. The lithe, gay guy with a small dick is a very niche market and Stiles has managed to carve out his own place in it. The fact that he's a virgin only helps.
Or
Stiles is a camboy and Peter is his best client.
Unseen Feet and Dead Ideas by Triangulum
Peter has never put any stock into ghost stories. Sure, when he was a kid and his parents told scary stories by the campfire, he'd jump and his heart would beat a little bit faster, but that's it. So when his nieces and nephews start whispering about the pack house being haunted, he doesn't really pay any attention.
OR
The Hale house is haunted, and Stiles is Deaton's strange colleague who's called in to help.
Fame is a Vapor by Triangulum
Most people wouldn't assume Peter likes baseball. There are a lot of stereotypes that come with being a bisexual man in fashion, and one of them is that he must hate sports and typical 'manly' things. Such blind assumptions and gender roles are, of course, ridiculous, but he's not above using them to sneak off when his PR team gets a little too gung ho on his speaking events.
He's wanted at various fashion schools and charity events, and he has the Project Runway team pestering him to guest judge again, as if he doesn't have his hands full with running Hale Fashion. It's taken years of hard work and maybe a little bit of blackmail, but he's the head of his own company, and he thinks he deserves an afternoon off.
Or
Peter, rich and famous fashion mogul, accidentally spills his beer on Stiles at a baseball game. Stiles has no clue who he is. That makes their first date so much better.
His Ink On My Skin by Sahiba_KT
There were words yet to be said, emotions yet to unfold, promises and secrets yet to be shared, but inked on skin, he weaved magic on him, and Peter could only guess as to how or why he even chose him.
St. Valentine Totally Died For This by SushiOwl
Tumblr Prompt
"i suggest Steter, Valentine's Day, and the sentence I got was: He was at a crossroads and whichever path he chose would ruin someone’s life"
The Right Kind of Closeted by SushiOwl
Tumblr Prompt:
redm81 asked: Hmm...I have a jealous/possessive kink so, how about a jealous Peter, losing it when he sees Stiles talking with another Alpha? Knotting him just to show everyone that he belongs to him! Smell like him!
Tubal Litigation by Twisted_Mind
He licks his lips. He knows this is the moment of truth, so he doesn’t mince words. “I want to challenge the court for the right to make decisions regarding my reproductive health without an alpha’s permission. Tubal ligation, specifically.”
At that, Peter’s eyes widen, and he sits up in his chair. “I take it your alpha doesn’t approve?”
He can feel his eyes narrowing into a glare, but he doesn’t give a shit. “I don’t have an alpha.”
Peter does a double-take, looking him up and down. “You’re an omega, correct?” Stiles nods. “Then—are you mated to a beta?”
He tips his chin up. It’s really not Peter’s business, but he’d expected this walking in. “I’m not mated, Mr. Hale.”
Peter rests his forearms on his desk, hands folded and eyes intent on Stiles’s face. “You have my attention, Mr. Stilinski.”
He Got a Soul as Sweet as Blood-Red Jam by petershorcrux
They both indulge each other rotten, is the thing.
perhaps he loves you now by WindyRein
There's a boy with fire for eyes and a fox pelt on his shoulders and Peter will have him.
Borrowers and Lenders by RebaK1tten
"We need a silver chalice that’s been blessed and used for a sacrament."
Peter and Stiles rob a church, but it's for a good cause, I promise.
I See Dead People by CinnamonLily
Peter was just trying to enjoy his cinnamon latte in peace when a stranger interrupts his moment. The fact that the young man is gorgeous helps. Even if he's probably crazy. Messages from the dead? Yeah, right.
Material Objects and Deep Abiding Love by TriDom
Stiles doesn't judge people at all for having daddy kinks. Whatever floats their boats is fine with him. He just kind of judges them for not being smart enough to capitalize on having a kink for older men and going for rich guys. But even those people with sugar daddies he kinda judges, because they're logical, but the creativity is lacking.
Why just have a sugar daddy when he can have a werewolf sugar daddy?
It's a tall order, but Peter Hale checks all the boxes.
Show Me by Twisted_Mind
Peter smirks, and yep, yes, that is in fact an eyebrow piercing, which not only increases the sass—which should not be possible, that’s gotta break at least three laws of physics—but is also outrageously hot. “Nothing important.”
 And then Peter turns to head into the study, where they’ve been translating the bestiary, and he catches sight of the bar running through the cartilage of Peter’s right ear. His dick twitches and begins to fill, because hello, heretofore-unknown kink.
 Peter, of course, notices. And says something, because he’s rude like that. “Why, Stiles,” he purrs, turning around. “See something you like?”
Teamwork by AlreadyBoss
Hazards of having a werewolf boyfriend: sometimes your clothes don't survive the sex, bruises you can't possibly hope to hide, and judgmental roommates who like to tell you your relationship isn't healthy.
Benefits of having a werewolf boyfriend: they're always willing to help you troll the hell out of said roommate. Oh, and the sex.
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