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ilovewriting06 · 3 months

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Mischief and Angel- Part 2

"Gold or silver?" Stiles looks over as I hold up two doorknob options before shrugging, "Whatever you want, it's your room too. Should I get fancy duck tape to fix Rosco? Think he'd appreciate the bedazzling and stop breaking down on me?"

I roll my eyes and set the gold doorknob down before grabbing Stiles and pulling him towards check out, "You don't need anymore duck tape. Save the money for the wedding, Mischief."

Stiles scoffs, "Angel, we're practically rich. Ten dollars in duck tape won't break us."

At that Mrs. Mitchel seems to materialize out of thin air, "Wedding? Are you two gettin' hitched?" I glance at Stiles as he deflates because Mrs. Mitchel is the town gossip and if she finds out big news you better prepare yourself because the whole town's about to think you have three kids and a secret husband from Bora Bora. Poor Ms. Richards still hasn't convinced people she isn't married to a rich man in Bora Bora.

I plaster on a fake smile, "We're thinking about it, but we really should get going, we're having a special dinner tonight to celebrate Stiles' birthday."

I drag Stiles away before she has a chance to answer and he whispers, "Special dinner? My birthday? Angel, my birthday isn't for another two weeks." I roll my eyes before checking out and finally answer him as we walk out of the store and towards the jeep, "She doesn't know that, besides I plan on having a special dinner tonight."

He raises an eyebrow in question and I smirk, "Yeah, he's about 5' 11", has dark hair, amber eyes, and a nose that hits the clit just right when he's going down on me." Stiles almost trips over his own two feet before he practically drags me to the jeep, "Yeah, and what exactly do you plan to do with this dinner?"

I turn around and shudder at the look in Stiles' eyes, "Oh, Baby, I've got a lot of plans."

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My eyes fly open when the bedroom door is opened followed by a wide eyed Noah that quickly covers his eyes, "Oh god, I'm sorry! I need to talk to Stiles!"

Stiles sits up straight at the sound of his father's voice before grabbing the blanket from the foot of the bed and covers me up. We had been wrapped in a thin sheet but Stiles didn't seem convinced that it was enough.

He rolls out of bed and grabs a pair of sweatpants off the floor and jumps from foot to foot as he puts them on. When his sweatpants are on I can't help the small pleased growl that rumbles through my chest which causes him to shoot me a look and mutter, "Down girl, father in the doorway."

I chuckle before a something is thrown across my face that I recognize as the hoodie Stiles had been wearing earlier. I stay bundled in the blanket as Stiles slowly guides his dad out the door, "Alright Daddio, let's go this way and talk. Also, this is the exact reason we have a new door handle with a lock."

I snort after the door closes as I shove the blankets off my body. I slip on the hoodie before grabbing the bag with the new doorknob off the desk chair. I hum to myself when I realize that I need a screwdriver, "Well, I could go for a snack too."

I shrug and grab a pair of my shorts out of the dresser and slipping them on before skipping down the stairs. When I get to the kitchen I can see Stiles and Noah in the living room. I see Stiles groan and tune into their conversation, "How, how did she get that? Dad I swear, Y/N just made up an excuse to get away from her, we didn't even mention sex."

I raise an eyebrow and decide to ditch my snack. I walk into the living room causing Stiles and Noah to look at me before I ask, "What's wrong?"

Stiles frowns and throws his hands in the air, "Apparently you're a prostitute and convinced me to start an Only Fans and now we're rolling in the dough."

My jaw drops, "I'm sorry, Only Fans?! PROSTITUTE?! What the hell!"

Noah steps forward, "Mrs. Mitchel has it going around town that you corrupted Stiles and now you have to get married because you're pregnant and won't let Stiles be in the baby's life unless he marries you, and all that other stuff Stiles just said."

I want to laugh, it should be funny, but it's not. I growl and my eyes flash gold, "I would never keep him from his child. Never!"

Stiles wraps his arm around my waist from behind, "Easy tiger, it's okay, I know you wouldn't, dad knows you wouldn't, 90% of the town knows you wouldn't. It's just Mrs. Mitchel getting bored and ruining someone's day."

I lean into him with a scowl, "Yeah, well she succeeded. It was already a bad day and she made it worse." Stiles squeezes me tighter remembering the conversation from earlier, "Hey, we moved past that, we're okay, even if you do have an Only Fans."

I elbow him in the stomach and he grunts, "Okay, ow, just trying to be helpful." I roll my eyes before sagging against him, "Alright, moving on, I need a screwdriver to change the doorknob on our bedroom door. And fair warning, when I see Mrs. Mitchel again I swear to god there's going to be some words."

I shake Stiles' arms off before making my way back to the kitchen but I can't help but chuckle silently at what Stiles whispers to his dad, "Make sure no one arrests my fiancée for verbally abusing the elderly. I kind of need her close to me to be a functioning human being."

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Stiles and I are sitting on the couch with his laptop in front of us as we scroll through wedding venues to get an idea of what we want. I straighten and pull my popsicle out of my mouth and point at the screen, "That, right there, I like it!"

He stops over a venue titled, 'Enchanted Gardens' before raising an eyebrow, "Enchanted Gardens? Really? You want to get married in an enchanted garden? Have we learned nothing about any and all things enchanted?"

I roll my eyes and lick my popsicle so the juice doesn't get on my hand, "It's just a name Stiles, it isn't actually enchanted."

"You hope."

I pout and look at him, "But look at how pretty. Just imagine it, we have those fancy chairs set out and beautiful green and white decorations. An arbor with white lace and flowers! Ooo, we could even have the reception out there! There's plenty of space and we wouldn't have to go anywhere else. Plus there's an indoor option incase the weather isn't cooperating and the waterfall, Mischief. Think about the pict-what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

I furrow my eyebrows as I look at Stiles who is staring at me with literal heart eyes and a lovesick smile. He shakes his head gently and brushes some of the hair that had fallen out of my bun away from my face, "Nothing, just admiring how beautiful and wonderful you are. If that's where you want to get married, that's okay with me. We could get married in a dumpster and I wouldn't complain."

I blush but roll my eyes, "We aren't getting married in a dumpster. And I don't want to make all the decisions, it's our day, not just mine. I want you to have things there that you want too."

He nods, "Okay, but Angel, as long as you're there, that's all I really want." My face heats up and I lean in and give him a quick kiss, "I love you." I pull back and he hums, "Mmm, tastes like strawberries."

I snort and hold my popsicle out to him, "Want some?" He shrugs and takes it from me, "I mean, if you're offering yeah, you know strawberries are my weakness."

I chuckle and take the laptop off his lap as he enjoyed my his popsicle. As he's lost in another world I open a new tab and look at color patterns, I know I want white and green but I want another color. It feels like there is one color that will tie it all together but I can't think of what it is. As I scroll I see gold and hum to myself, it goes extremely well with ivy green but it just doesn't give me that 'ah ha' moment I'm looking for.

I keep scrolling down the page and then stop, "Mischief, I think I found it!" He leans over and shrugs, "Uhh, colors?" I roll my eyes and click on the picture, "Not just colors, our wedding colors! You know we decided we liked green and white and I told you I thought there was something I was missing, and I think I found it."

He raises an eyebrow and lick his red tinted lips, "Pink? You want green, pink, and white?" I frown, "You don't like it?"

He shakes his head, "No, it's not that, I just don't see how you can tie it all together. Don't get me wrong it sounds good, but how are you going to get pink and green to go together? Wouldn't they clash?"

I shake my head and lean closer, "There's more than one shade of green and pink, Stiles. I think sage green and dusty rose would go really good together."

"Dusty...rose? That's a color?"

I blink and stare at the screen that currently shows a square of color, with dusty rose written under it before highlighting it, "Stiles, what does that say?" He make a little 'oh' sound and nods, "Yeah, okay, I didn't see that. I'm shit at colors so that is entirely up to you. I mean, orange and blue sound like great colors to me."

I smack the back of his head and groan, "We are not using the Mets' colors for our wedding!"

He huffs and licks the rest of the popsicle off the stick, "Yeah, yeah, I know."

I roll my eyes as he gets up to throw the stick away and I decide to change our search, "So, what do you want in our house?"

I feel amusement, and you guessed it, mischief flow through the bond before he answers, still in the kitchen, "Mmm, probably a kitchen and living room. A few windows would be nice and I think a door is a major selling point, ya know?"

I scowl and when he comes out of the kitchen and sees me he coos, "Aww, you look like a cute little kitten who's angry. Like, your ears would be laid flat and you'd have those squinty grumpy eyes cats have." I roll my eyes, "I swear, just answer the damn question."

He holds up his hands, "Geez, okay. I don't know at least two bathrooms because, kids, and we'll need what, three, maybe four bedrooms?" I purse my lips and nod, "Maybe five, we did say we want a lot of kids so better to go with an extra room that way we can have a guest room just in case someone burns down their house and needs a place to crash. Cough cough, Scott and probably Erica."

Stiles snorts and nods, "Good idea, we can torture him by moaning extra loud." I shake my head in amusement knowing Stiles would do it just to make Scott uncomfortable, "I swear, you are so mean to him sometimes."

Stiles shrugs, "I don't really care, you know how many times I've heard and seen him and Allison, and then him and Kira? More times than I can count. Not to mention all the times he tried setting you up with Isaac."

I snort remembering the 'subtle' hints Scott kept throwing out about how Isaac would make a really good boyfriend. Even after he found out Stiles and I were dating he would still occasionally say something which annoyed me and hurt Stiles even though Scott was joking.

Stiles plops down on the couch beside me and I curl into his side and rest the laptop on his thigh, "This feels so surreal, like a dream. I feel like I'm going to wake up and it would all be a dream and I don't have you anymore. It terrifies me how much I love you. The thought that I could lose you, it's comforting to know that it would literally be impossible for you to walk away, but Stiles, our lives are dangerous you could...you could still..." I can't bring myself to say it and Stiles closes the laptop and setting it on the coffee table.

He pulls me into his side and lifts my face so I'm looking him in the eyes, "Y/N, listen to me, I'm not going anywhere. I'm not completely defenseless and since we mated I can feel how much stronger I am. I know it's scary, it terrifies me every time we face the monster of the week because I could lose you, but Angel, I have faith in us. We always come out on the other side and we'll keep doing that. I'm going nowhere, I'm wherever you are. I love you, so so much."

Silent tears roll down my face and I grab his hand that's wrapped around my waist, "I love you too, Mieczyslaw, more than anything in the world."

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That's how Noah finds them that night when he comes downstairs to leave for work. He can't help but smile at the sight, both of them asleep and Stiles holding Y/N close like she's the most important thing in the world, and he guesses that to Stiles, she is the most important thing in his world. Actually, no, that's not true, Y/N McCall, soon to be Stilinski, is his whole world.

#stiles stilinski #teen wolf #dylan o’brien #scott mccall #allison argent #stiles stilinksi x reader #dylan o’brien x reader #lydia martin #kira yukimura #isaac lahey #stiles x reader #noah stilinski #erica reyes #vernon boyd #mischief and angel

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dumbnotstupidfuck · 26 days

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DANNO

#changed my pfp bc I love tumblrs fuckass mischief #danny phantom #dannypocalypse #angel dust

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disneyanddisneyships · 7 months

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Brutally call me out based on the characters I relate to

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fyeahygocardart · 1 year

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Ghostrick or Treat

#Ghostrick or Treat #yugioh #ygo #Ghostrick #Halloween #yugioh tcg #ygo tcg #Ghostrick Warwolf #Ghostrick Angel of Mischief #Ghostrick Socuteboss #Oh my goodness the little ghosties

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villainboygirl · 8 days

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Angel's mischievous faces in these scenes🥹🥹

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mimilllion · 8 months

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rewatching interface does anyone get me . does anyone understand the vision

#doodles #everett is the ghost i was too lazy to come up with something for that #the parallels in these series are insane #monument mythos #interface umami #fanart #freedomfaller #air force one angel #virginia arnoldson #au #henryk niebieski #mischief #kami

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silent-scribbs · 10 months

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Yeah, I’m late

Whatchu gonna do about it?

You know you love me

#my art #art #sketch #digital art #digital artist #fanart #welcome home au #killer wally #wh wally #welcome home art #wally darling #welcome home persona #puppetsona #☁️9 #i found someone who made an angel Wally but idc because there’s also Cupid #just GOTTA give the boy wings and stuff #there’s also the paradise au from lovesick creator lol #Maki Mischief #das me!

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xitty · 3 months

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(⁀▽⁀ ) Eichi is the best Eichi

#(⁀▽⁀ )#he's so cute 😭😭😭#tiny joys and ghostic 3*s are like angel and devil on your shoulder except they both tell you to do mischief #ensemble stars #eichi tenshouin

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ivyprism · 10 days

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I know it's ask the swap papyruses but also like:

What is your different takes on each swap papyrus you've made so far? Are there stark differences or slight changes? How do you portray them?

I'm not 100% sure how to properly answer this. There are so many, so I'm gonna pick a handful.

Syrup: Grew up in the Underground, similar to Undertale but with reversed roles. Prankster, goofball, loving as hell, constantly worried about his stressed-out brother, enjoys puzzles and sweets, dislikes fatty food and drink.

Slick: Genuine mafia man, beloved by Kioko, very hot, very strong, very orphan. The guy has a huge body count, he's a flirt, plays around with people, likes pissing off his kidnappers, prankster, values his family, he's a good hacker, he can take a punch, and he's incredibly snarky.

Ceylon: Grew up in the Underground, following an Underswap neutral route, and survived a famine. Is still a joker, but he has a more morbid sense of humor now. He is a mother hen (ish), likes sweet foods, tolerates greasy stuff, and is a little nasty when we first meet, but he lightens up because he is really touch starved.

Farmswap: Lark grew up on the surface with a farm. Dude is a farmer who works hard but is prone to laziness. He is a joker, very powerful, has a nasty mouth, may be easily irritated depending on the situation, enjoys honey, is really helpful, intelligent, and motivating.

Obsidian: Grew up in the Underground, but is slightly more hostile than average Underswap. A prankster, a smoker, dislikes greasy food, is a major flirt, smug, enjoys poor puns, prefers honey-flavored foods to plain honey, enjoys booze, and balances his brother out.

Honeycomb: He grew up in the Underground, which was devastated by Toxin, and has since become a multiverse wanderer. A prankster, but more closed off and colder than his other varieties, vindictive, the #original, vigilante, smokes and enjoys sweets, a flirt, more worried than the other variants, and overprotective.

Sandstone: Did not grow up in the Underground, grew up on the surface world. He is an authentic hero. A prankster AND a troublemaker, a social butterfly who is secretly an introvert, highly protective of loved ones, loving, caring, and takes his profession very seriously (in comparison to his other versions), and everyone kind of likes him.

Cyfrin: He is a god of Mischief and Daydreams. He is a guide, a lovely person, and a trickster (yes), but he is unnecessarily courteous and formal; he frequently leads people to considerably happier lifestyles and dream choices; he is highly flirty, frequently anxious, and does not take his job of helping others seriously.

Beckett: A dragon who guards his home. A little cooler than his variants, very serious about his work, a trickster who enjoys horrible jokes, a gentleman to a fault, a tease, calm, stressed, and careful, very strong, and not afraid to battle and tear his way to survival.

Bryn: Dreamwalker who improves dreams, reality bender, grew raised in the Anti-void. He's nice, lethargic, and a prankster, but he can be extremely frightening and intimidating as a guide. He enjoys reality-bending and puns and isn't tied to any single AU.

Liu: He's a void traveling doctor. He's super smart, also he's weirdly cryptic, he smokes, avoids causing problems for friends, a prankster, deals with stress well, seems overconfident, and like sweet food over savory.

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#btw the amount in here #doesn't scratch the surface of how many I have #dsoihgi #underswap #horrorswap #farmswap #my old swap au rewritten #Dream Walker and Wish Granter AU #god of mischief and daydreams #angels fall au #the void travelers #villains and heroes au #hero! underswap #underswap silver #my precious mutuals #mafiaswap

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doyourememberrocknrollradio · 6 months

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#halloween #cabbage night #gate night #mischief night #devil's night #angel's night

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that-ineffable-devil · 7 months

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I think one of my favorite things about the fact that A Nightingale Sang is the in-universe song for Aziraphale and Crowley is that it essentially confirms that Crowley is still an angel underneath all the trauma.

#I mean we know that as the audience #And we know that while trauma can fundamentally change you it doesn't have to define you #And Crowley is a living example of that #Trauma changed him but does not define him #He still does the right thing even when it's a huge risk to himself #He still loves creation and imagination and Aziraphale #He's still deeply Good even if he's adding a little mischief (nothing truly evil) to the world #I'd argue he's more angelic than most of the angels still in Heaven really #And maybe that's the point #I'm rambling and don't know how I got here #crowley #good omens

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ilovewriting06 · 3 months

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Mischief and Angel- Part 1

"Babe!"

Nothing, nothing but silence which has me groaning, "Mischief, we have school!" He mumbles something that even werewolf hearing can't pick up and I frown as I kneel on the bed beside him, "Stilesss! Pleaseeee, I don't wanna take a shower alone."

I smirk when the response is almost instant, "Hmm, wait, what? Did you say shower?" I raise and eyebrow and peer down at his squinty eyes, "Depends, think you can fuck me in ten minutes so we aren't late for school?"

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Stiles in fact did not need ten minutes, he had me writhing and whining in two and cumming in four. He knows my body better than I do and that damn mating bite is so sensitive that he breathes on it and I'm reduced to a whimpering mess. God, I can't wait until his is healed enough that he gets the same pleasure, I'm going to tease the hell out of him.

I smile as he opens the passenger door to his jeep before picking me up and setting me on the ground, "Ready to show off that pretty new ring of yours, Angel?"

I glance down at the sparkling diamond resting on my rings finger before humming happily, "Mhmm, gotta ask the girls about bridesmaids and listen to them argue over who's maid of honor. My money's on Lyds."

He chuckles and kisses my cheek, "You do love your drama don't ya?"

I smile cheekily before giving him a quick kiss, "Alright, ready? If Coach sees the ring the whole school will know we're getting married before it's even lunchtime." He grabs my bag off the floorboard and swings it over his shoulder, "I don't care, I'll scream it from the rooftops. We're living together, buying a house together, and mated to each other, not to mention Dad and Melissa are probably telling everybody they see that their babies are getting married."

I snort and interlace our fingers together as we walk towards the main entrance of the school, "I'm gonna bet the whole hospital knows by now, as well as the police station. I think those two were more excited than we are." Stiles scoffs, "Hell no. Been thinking about that day for years Angel, years."

I squeeze his hand as we walk in the school and whisper, "So, when are we telling the rest of the pack? We should do it first, before the rest of the school finds out." He nods and grabs his phone with his free hand, "I'll message them to meet us in the library after first period since we all have a free second period, the perks of being a senior."

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As we walk into the library Scott wrinkles his nose and groans, "Oh God, you two smell!" I scowl at Scott as Stiles looks confused and a little hurt, "What?" I growl at Scott, "We're supposed to dipshit! Goddamn, you act like you and Kira don't constantly reek of sex."

I can feel the light amusement coming through Stiles' bond as Lydia smirks, "Oh, I like this new Y/N, what happened to change your attitude? Did he fuck you that good?"

All the boys make varying degrees of disgusted faces and/or noises but the girls look like they want details. They'll be getting those after school, during lacrosse practice, when I'm not drooling over Stiles' ass.

I give Lydia a look that says I'll tell you later and she nods with a small smirk, "Alright, moving on, what's up with the meeting lovebirds? Decide that you're mated so you're moving or something?"

Stiles and I glance at each other because they technically aren't wrong, they just don't have all the details and we don't get a chance to give them the details before Lydia straightens her posture, "Please tell me you aren't moving."

I lay my bag on a nearby table before tilting my head in a so-so manner, "We are, just not for a little while and we'll be staying in Beacon Hills, maybe Beacon Valley if we find a nice house but that won't be for a few months still." Lydia lets out a small sigh of relief before raising on of her perfectly shaped eyebrows, "Then what's this about?"

I hold up my left hand letting the sun reflect off of the diamond and all the werewolves cower because the girls scream. Even Stiles winces and steps a little closer to me as if they're a threat, new instincts, it'll take a little while before we fully relax around them again. I don't get a chance to say anything because I'm being bombarded by four squealing and excited girls and I can feel the unease flowing through Stiles. I look at him and give him a small smile, "It's alright Mischief, I'm okay."

At my words the girls step away and Kira's eyes widen, "Oh no, did we do something that we weren't supposed to? I forgot that things are different now with the whole mating thing." The girls nod in agreement with her statement which causes me to smile, "No, no, it's okay, we all have a few things to learn, which is another reason for the impromptu meeting."

When we're all scattered around a table in the corner I'm sitting on Stiles' lap running my hand through his hair to help comfort him as he rubs my back. I shift to get a little more comfortable and look around the table, "Okay, there are a few new things that came from the mating process. First things first, if we aren't together we'll be extra irritable unless we're with pack, then we'll just be mopey. Next thing is important, at least for the next week or so, we're on edge around everybody and perceive them as possible threats so when there is sudden movement or loud noises directed at one of us the hackles on the other raises, quite literally. Even with Scott it took the whole weekend before we would leave each other alone with him. Which is ridiculous by the way!"

I give Stiles a look and he sinks back in his seat slightly remembering Sunday morning after family breakfast when Scott and I were doing the dishes together and Stiles lost his mind, that was an interesting conversation with Mom. After like five minutes, and she got over the broken plate, she was in hysterics at the hilarity of the situation. I had been a little peeved at Stiles but less than an hour later him and Scott were playing video games and I got territorial when they reached for the chips at the same time and Scott smacked his hand away, that resulted in a broken vase and a very loud growl. Sunday was definitely a learning curve which resulted in a few things breaking and a very horny Stiles more than once.

I nuzzle Stiles' cheek with a small whine, "'S okay, not mad." Stiles practically melts under me and the girls coo over how cute we are. "Literally so jealous. Why can't I have a mate? I want to snuggle and read his mind?" I glance at Kira and chuckle, "We can't read each other's minds Kira, we can feel each other's emotions though."

She nods and I continue explaining our new lives once everyone has stopped cooing over Stiles and I, "Okay moving on, we got engaged the morning after we got to the cabin, thanks by the way Lyds," She gives a small nod as I continue, "So, now we have to plan the wedding and decide all that jazz but we're also going to start house hunting and see if we find anything that we like, and as of right now I'm living with Stiles at his Dad's house."

I take a breath and Stiles pointedly looks at the wolves, "Speaking of there is now mountain ash lining my window so STAY OUT, or use the damn door, that's kind of what it's there for. We're also changing the doorknob on my room so that it locks so for the love of god, if you decide to come in the front without knocking don't come barreling into my room because you'll break the door down and I can't promise that you won't be scarred for the rest of your life."

They nod in agreement before Erica smirks, "What if I want to barge into your room and see?" I roll my eyes and kick her leg since she's sitting beside Stiles and I, "Don't be such a perv Erica, god you need to get laid. So does Boyd, there, problem solved, Boyd, Erica, you're going on a date tonight." Erica stares at me wide eyed and Boyd raises an eyebrow which has me continuing, "She'll be ready by 6 tonight, take her somewhere nice. And Erica, play nice."

Boyd shrugs and nods while Erica blushes at the prospect of going on a date with her crush and I clasp my hands together, "Alright, girls, I assume you guys agree to be bridesmaids? You can decide who's maid of honor because I love you all equally."

They all perk up and nod as Lydia declares, "I'll be maid of honor." At this Allison scoffs, "No, I am." I smile and lean into Stiles enjoying the show, "Hell no, I've known her longer!"

"Bullshit, I dated her brother!"

"Key word, dated, as in past tense!"

"Oh please, it doesn't change the fact we were like sisters!"

"Ha, right, and the friendship her and I have had for 15 years is of no importance? Hell, I was the one that finally got Stiles to ask her out, and I provided the cabin where they got engaged!"

Allison rolls her eyes and matches Lydia's glare, "Yeah, well I gave her advice on sex."

I raise an eyebrow at this knowing Allison just set herself up for failure and I'm proven right by Lydia, "Uh huh, right. I was the one who bought her, her first box of condoms, I'm the one that gave her tips on how to give good head, and not to mention I bought her a pregnancy test when she was pregnant! Bet you didn't know that!"

At the last part I tense up and hiss, "SHUT UP!" Her eyes widen as she shrinks down into her seat but the damage is already done. I feel Stiles stiffen under me and feel the myriad of emotions course through my veins as he croaks, "What?"

I whine at the sadness and the small amount of anger that I can feel coming from him, "Maybe we should go somewhere else and talk about this." He jerkily nods as he helps me off his lap, "Yeah, clearly we have a few things to talk about."

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I bounce my leg up and down in the passenger seat of the jeep as Stiles stares at me expectantly, "What did she mean?"

I squeeze my eyes shut at a loss for words and Stiles whispers, "She said when you were pregnant, not when you thought you were pregnant. Did she...were you?"

I sniffle and nod slowly and whisper softly, "Yeah."

Stiles' hands clench on his lap as he lets out a slow breath, "What happened? Why didn't you tell me?"

I blink back tears thinking back to the emotions I felt in that moment before I make eye contact with him, "I-I was pregnant and I didn't tell you because-because I didn't have a chance to and then it hurt too much to talk about it."

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion before realization crosses his features, "Miscarriage." It wasn't a question but I nodded anyways as I struggle to hold back tears. He leans back in his seat processing before he looks back at me, "How far along were you?"

I twirl the ring on my finger before shrugging, "I-I'm not sure but I think I was close to six weeks when I found out and I wanted to tell you, but I was scared, Stiles, I didn't know what to do. I was scared and I had just turned 16 and we hadn't really discussed kids in detail you know? When I finally realized it wouldn't effect how we feel about each other, I was planning this cute way of telling you but...god this hurts."

I tilt my head back as the tears start to overflow, and choke down a sob, "I was going to tell you on Saturday...I miscarried on Friday."

I take in a shaky breath but when Stiles grabs my hand in comfort and I feel his worry and concern through the bond, the dam breaks. I let the tears flow as I crawl over the seat to straddle Stiles' lap until I was buried in his chest, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry! I couldn't, it hurt, it still hurts. I-I didn't know how t-to tell you and I didn't even want to remember, so I tried to f-forget about it."

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close as he murmurs in my hair, "It's okay, it's alright, shh." I shudder with a small sob as he rubs my back, "I'm sorry."

He settles a hand in my hair as he rests his chin on the top of my head, "It's okay, Angel, it's okay. I'm not mad, I'm just hurt you didn't tell me."

The minutes tick by, the silence filled by soft sobs and even softer whispers. When I calm down and pull back I look Stiles in the eye noticing the slight wetness of his own cheeks, "No, Mischief, you're allowed to be mad, you're supposed to be mad. I-I lied to you, I never even told you. Mischief, be mad, be angry, yell or cry or something."

He shakes his head, "No, me being angry and yelling isn't going to do anything except make us both feel worse. Yeah, you lied, and I'm a little annoyed about it, but at the same time I understand why you didn't tell me. I can't even imagine, Jesus, Angel, I'm more upset you went through it alone than you not telling me. You, you were pregnant, with a baby that you wanted, and you find out and then you lose it. Y/N, that's punishment enough, me making you feel bad does nothing for anyone. Plus I can feel the pain you're in right now and it's excruciating, that's why I'm not mad. If it hurts like this after it's been what, a year, I can't even fathom the pain it caused when it happened."

I bury my face in his neck as I tighten my hold on him, "I-I almost told you, at the cabin. After we mated and we were laying in bed and talking about my wolf wanting a baby. I almost told you, it was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't, it's like every time I thought about it, I felt physical pain."

He nods and rubs his knuckles across my jaw before cupping my cheek, "I know, I can feel it, I can feel you. I'm glad I know now but I think it's best if we move on, not forget about it but call it done and dealt with. I know now and that's really the only important thing now and I don't want to keep talking about it if it's going to make you feel like this. And if you want to wait before we have kids that's o-."

"NO! No, I don't want to wait. I mean I want to wait until we've at least graduated but once we're married, I don't really have a reason to not have kids. I want them, I've always wanted to have your children, with your whiskey amber eyes and mole doted skin and your cute little nose. They'll be adorable."

He blushes a deep shade of red as he clears his throat, "Funny, I wanted them to have your hair, and eyes, and skin tone, and humor, and brains."

I raise an eyebrow and snort at his last comment, "Right, it's not like their daddy has a 3.9 gpa and a 10 on the sarcasm scale, which I haven't decided if I want our kids to have or not. Teenage years will be hell."

He rolls his eyes and scoffs, "I don't know what you're talking about, my teenage years are not hell thank you very much. I am a fantastic son."

I lean back and deadpan, "Uh huh, you sure were the perfect son when you would sneak out to fuck your girlfriend that no one knew you had. Oh, oh, not to mention all those nights you spend in the woods fighting something with glowing eyes and razor sharp teeth and proceeded to lie about it. Also the fact that you never leave well enough alone and almost got killed, repeatedly. Did I mention that you started sneaking out at the age of 15 to have sex?"

He blinks a few times and nods, "Okay, you have a point. We should probably pray they're more like you."

I bark out a laugh, "HA, right! Are you forgetting who encouraged you to sneak out to have sex at 15, spends the night in the woods helping you fight something with glowing eyes and razor sharp teeth, and helped you hide the fact that you were dating and boning your best friends sister."

He grabs my hips and lets out a disheartened sigh, "We're screwed."

I nod despite myself because holy hell, our kids are going to be little terrors.

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When we get to Econ Coach is digging through papers on the desk mumbling about stupid kids and Greenburg. Stiles takes a seat and I slide in right beside him chuckling as he quickly places a hand on my thigh, because of the constant need to touch.

When Coach finally looks up he perks up when he sees us before loudly speaking, "Stilinski! Y/L/N! Glad to see you two are back and not dead in a ditch somewhere! Where'd you run off to, France or somethin'?"

I snort and mumble 'or somethin' as I squeeze Stiles' hand silently giving him permission, which he takes, "Nah, nice little cabin in the woods, had to romance her to get to agree to marry me. Worked in my favor though."

Everyone's jaws dropped, except for the few members of the pack, before Coach comes over and slaps Stiles on the back, "Good to know you can do one thing right Stilinski! Congratulations, and I ain't comin' to the wedding unless there's alcohol."

I smile up at Coach and shrug, "Sorry Coach, only gonna be 18, no alcohol." Coach grumbles and stalks to the front, "That ain't a wedding, that's a funeral. No alcohol, stupidest thing I ever heard."

#stiles stilinski #teen wolf #dylan o’brien #stiles stilinksi x reader #scott mccall #allison argent #dylan o’brien x reader #stiles x reader #lydia martin #erica reyes #vernon boyd #mischief and angel

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dirtytransmasc · 1 year

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The best part (sad for lo’ak and Neteyam) is that Spider Kiri Tuk know how to get away with the stupid things they do. And their mama doesn’t think there’s a bad bond between them as well helps them get away with it even more

they aren't capable of any ill will or mischief in her mind, they are perfect little angels, but they're most definitely worse then lo'ak and neteyam combined.

she's always giving them benefit of the doubt, letting them off easy, and generally covering for them. lo'ak doesn't even have to do anything for her to assume he should be in trouble.

#she loves her children #lo'ak's mischief normally ends in someone coming into harms way #typically himself or his over protective big brother who throws himself in the way of lo'aks consequences #so she's gotta be a little rougher on him #she has no excuse for treating her other children like angels though #neytiri #spider te suli tsyeyk'itan #kiri sully #tuk sully #lo'ak sully #neteyam sully #spider socorro #miles socorro #miles spider socorro

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chrispy-chimkin · 2 years

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Pleassse I am in desperate need of some hc’s abt your Lu wing au. I’m obsessed.

Hoooo boy okay then you asked for it.

Time

Silent flight and heightened senses; he spooks the others cause they can never hear them coming.

Grip strength of ~300 psi.

His feathers are often ragged and dirty because they drag his wings on the ground.

Broods over everyone, but mostly Twilight.

His laugh sounds like an owl. "Hoo hoo hoo!"

Has a terrible sleep schedule, it's a debate whether they sleep at all.

Twilight

Didn't learn to fly till he was 18.

Broods over Wild more than anyone.

The mother hen of the group.

Vocal stims!

Has trading sessions with the other corvid of the group, Legend.

Loves to collect insects; the only item he really hoards, the rest he makes into tools or something else useful.

Master of mimicry and has animal calls down to a science.

His voice is not his own.

Warriors

The fastest flier of the group.

Hates dawdling and is constantly moving.

Prefers high places, he would rather sleep in a tree than anywhere near the ground.

Totally okay with the little guys riding on him.

He can appear brash and harsh due to falcons having a solitary nature; acting as a captain, you sometimes have to put business over personal matters.

Very protective over Time and Wind specifically.

Sky

The slowest flier of the group, but the strongest.

Sky always bows to the others before he asks a question or starts a conversation, even if it is just a long nod, and he tends to expect the same because of his culture.

Happy to snuggle and comfort anyone.

However, he is VERY easy to piss off and you don't want him mad.

Absolutely brutal in battle.

Asthma and breathing issues in lower altitudes.

Can sleep while in flight.

Wild

Can withstand temperatures of up to 3000°F. He is always radiating heat.

Wings can ignite with blue fire.

Heals faster than normal.

Glad to join Warriors in acrobatics and stunts; but he is far more reckless.

The worst preener in the group.

Will sometimes participate in Twi and Leg’s trading sessions, mostly if it seems like there is something he might like and he had endless inventory so his options are vast

Likes to chew on bones and will even consume bones; he eats everything really.

Commonly sleeps with his eyes open; he mostly does this in a manner that will piss someone off like when Twilight scolds him.

Hyrule

Rarely bathes and mostly rolls in sand.

Tries to eat bees even though he is allergic.

Feathers are fragile from malnutrition and it is easy for him to get sick.

You cannot find him unless he wants to be found.

Hides under other peoples' wings and snuggles a lot; one could almost call him clingy.

Does become on edge about the raptors of the group often.

Legend

Shamelessly steals food, mostly from Warriors.

Broods over Hyrule.

Hoarder.

Screeches or screams in your face if you spook him.

He will mostly apologize or show affection in the form of "gifts"; if he got in a bad fight with Warriors for example he might give him a coin or a river stone as a way of apologizing because his items are valuable to him.

Afraid of Sky after bad first introductions.

Only lets Twilight and Hyrule preen him.

Never goes outside let alone attempts to fly when it rains.

Wind

Webbed hands and feet.

Can drink seawater.

Prankster.

Very impressionable, he will watch and impersonate others but will not admit to it.

He likes to ride on Time's back the most; the second is Twilight because he likes his mimicry and Warriors the third only because he likes to ride Warriors for stunts rather than travel convenience.

Not the best flier over land because he grew up on the ocean.

Dives a lot in the way he watched Tetra do it, he will collect shells and other trinkets if he can get deep enough.

Four

Always eating or chewing on something; has at least two pouches dedicated to just food.

Fidgets a lot.

Likes to absentmindedly preen others to keep their hands busy.

Usually quiet; They can speak at a frequency the others cannot hear if they want to; mostly to talk to Minish if they see any.

Feathers have horrible insulation, they tend to huddle under the wings of others for warmth. They especially do this with Sky and Time, and sometimes Wild but they don’t usually trust him.

Can be very sensitive to the environment around them; their sense will pick up on things way before the others may realize what's wrong.

VERY territorial and aggressive about food; they don't mean it, but they are always hungry to some extent.

#lu wing au #feathers of courage #linked universe #the legend of zelda #my art #a wise old owl #quoth the country raven #a dramatic fucking parrot #the crimson angel #rise of the phoenix #bee eating bee bad for bee eater boy #magpies and mischief #baby beach chicken #a feral hummer #do with this info what you will ;)#hope that satisfies the cravings for a while

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