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shinigamimailjeevas · 2 months
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So I have seen a lot of 5B/6A rewrites done, but I have had a few ideas sitting in a folder for almost two years now... should I even bother with them?
Fic (A): is (supposed) to be shorter, more comical. 5B accidental fake-dating.
"Jfc Liam! You are literally sleeping with the enemy and now you're trying to convince me he's Good?" Stiles voice reaches an impressive--if also painful-octave towards the end, and if Liam wasn't rubbing his ears whilst also scurrying to offer a retort that nets him a favorable response, he would laugh. 
It dawns on him, much slower than it should, that Stiles has actually given him the answer. "Yes. I- we are sleeping together. That's how I know he's not lying when he says he wants to help us. You can't manage your heart rate during sex. He couldn't lie." Of course they have engaged in no such activities and Liam has no idea if what he spouts about is true, but he only needs Stiles to believe it. Scott probably can't confirm or deny it, and with Derek and Peter out of the picture currently there really is no one qualified enough to disprove him. Theo, the unhelpful bastard, snorts softly from behind him. Thankfully too low for Stiles to hear but it makes Liam want to mule kick him. He's debating on trying when Stiles stops his anxious, rightfully furious fidgeting to bore his crazy eyes into Liam's. He forces himself not to squirm. 
"Say I believe this insanity," Liam nearly collapses with relief and it is only by Theo's hand carefully touching the small of his back that prevents it, surprises him so fully he goes rigid. "Say that I think for one second you haven't been corrupted right along with him, Why? Why would he suddenly decide to help."
Liam nearly snarly in frustration. "I told you-"
"Because no one else has ever given me a chance and meant it." Theo says quietly. For once, Liam actually believes he's telling the truth. "I can't let them hurt Liam. Or Scott. Or even you, Stiles." 
Stiles groans, tipping forward to shove his head into awaiting hands. His next string of words are so muffled that Liam can barely make them out but for the ending "Okay. We are calling Scott."
Liam grins.
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Theo pushes him against the closet wall the second Stiles is out of the room, phone pressed to his ear as he tries to cajole Scott and the others into a meeting without expressly telling them why. Arm braced across Liam's collarbone he bares his teeth and flashes golden eyes. "We are sleeping together. That's the best you could come up with?" 
Liam shoves at the slightly older and taller teen, growling when he barely manages to budge him. "I didn't see you trying to dig yourself out of that hole. Do you even want to be saved? Because I'm not seeing it." The pressure at his chest goes slack and Liam uses the chance to flip them, slam the chimera into the wall. He has to look up to catch his gaze, which has hardened. "We are in this together now. I want my pack safe and you want out from under the Dread Doctors' boots. So put your damn manipulation skills to work and help me convince them you give a shit about something other than yourself." 
"You're hot when you're angry." 
Liam sighs. "That's a start I guess." 
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Fic (B): is a bit more involved and a lot darker. 
Blood drips from his extended claws back into the body beneath him. Chest still heaving with exertion, still stuffed full of too much Rage, he barely has any time for hysteria to creep in as his actions—and the consequences—make themselves known. Scott's eyes flutter one last time before stilling, frozen half open as alpha red flickers and fades from his eyes. Thump thu-
What had he done? Breaths coming quicker, he shoves himself up and away, stumbling backwards in horror. He feels it as he flares his eyes, that extra boost of power only alphas contain. He tips his head back and Roars—pain, grief, and disbelief warring for dominance in the cry. The sound cuts off with a choked gurgle and searing agony. Ten points of sharp, dagger like pain explode through his back. With a swift sideways motion his spine is severed and his legs give out, dropping him to the library floor in a heap, blood spilling rapidly outwards around him. 
"Well, looks like the beta with anger issues pulled through. I wasn't sure if you could do it in all honesty. Bravo." Stood above him is Theo, grin wide and mocking as he slowly claps his hands. "Now, I think I will take what's mine." Confusion barely has time to settle before Theo strikes. A clawed hand pushes into Liam and the last thing he sees as his vision wavers, grays out around the edges and goes dark- is the sinister, if a bit apologetic, twist of Theo's lips...
Liam wakes to the smell of cooking meat. His brain feels scrambled. Left hand twitching and along with it, the realization comes that he can't currently move. Why? As more senses come online and more feeling returns to his limbs he is still confused. What happened? How is he alive?
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"Don't... Just don't do this to the others. Please." Head hung low, and knelt before the new alpha, Liam begs quietly. The chuckle surprises him. "Oh, Liam. Liam. Liam." A hand drops to his head, scratches lightly at his scalp, enough that he feels like a damn dog. "The others were never on my radar. Just you." Liam snaps his gaze to the older teen, wide eyed and hunted. "I never imagined the bond with alphas and betas could be so strong. And your anger burns bright and hot at all times. I wonder," Theo grabs a fistful of his hair and sharply yanks Liam's head back. "If Scott ever felt this way. Ever wanted to pin you down, strip you naked and claim you..." Theo leans into his space, breathes warmly across his lips, and Liam swallows. 
"Get undressed."
Liam hesitates. 
“Do it, and maybe the others will get a nice hot meal today.” The smirk thrown his way makes Liam's stomach roll, nausea and anger and utter despair- he strips off his shirt first, under the alphas ever watchful gaze.
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Fic (C) The final one (if we are ignoring the Thiamott time-travel one I originally had and just... haven't gotten to) is where Theo comes out of the skinwalker prison a little different. Dirt fills his mouth with earthy clods that choke his lungs when he gasps, hands and claws gripping the edge of a hole he's had to dig out of. Wildly he looks around. Confused, anxious. Where was Tara? Blue eyes. That exact shade he will never not recognize, so he barrels into Liam Dunbar, Scott's angry little beta and pins him to the nearest wall with the intention of demanding to know where is his sister. All that comes out is a snarl through parted lips. Nausea crawls up his esophagus and settles heavy in his mouth. Trying to speak floods his mouth with saliva until he is pushing away from the confused beta, to hunch over and empty his stomach. Vaguely he hears a disgusted sound, a pair of voices and feels a hesitant hand at his back. The weight is enough to sweep what little control Theo had of his body away from him, sending the chimera to his knees. The pain of his shins hitting concrete is real, so very real. More real than whatever pain he felt with the endless sessions with his sister and her hand plunging into his chest. He came back wrong. Or maybe right. It hurts to even think of speaking. So Theo doesn't.
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spencerreidswhore187 · 6 months
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I want someone to love me as much as I love my 5B pencil
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whitedahlia13 · 2 years
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it’s always been the connection with you. even when we didn’t talk, it was there. it would always be there. some people will leave you words you will always remember and others will leave a feel your soul cannot forget.
-JmStorm *
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frecklesandfanfics · 1 year
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When Scott is trying to convince Stiles to let him come and help save Noah, Stiles says (referring to their argument) that Scott doesn’t even know the real story. Scott immediately says, “I don’t need to, all that matters is your dad.” And it’s just--he was always going to say it didn’t matter. No matter what happened, Scott was always going to either forgive or excuse Stiles’s actions, every time. So much heartache could have been avoided if Stiles had a little faith in the love that Scott has for him, 
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911bts · 2 years
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cast • bts from 5b that Arielle posted earlier
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ryder616 · 2 years
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Their reactions are underwritten, but we still get an idea of how Daisy (angry, violated, betrayed), May ("we have a supervillain"), and Mack ("you know what Fitz did") feel in the aftermath of 5x14.
And we definitely know how Simmons ("it’s such a confusing grey area"), Deke ("It’s the first move you made that actually made me respect you") and Fitz ("the worst part about all of this is I still believe that it was the right thing to do") feel.
But, how does Phil Coulson feel? Does he even know exactly what happened? Because all he was told *on-screen* was "long story", wasn't it?
If he does know, wouldn’t he have something to say about it? Check on his surrogate daughter, who also happens to be his chosen heir? Have a word with Fitz? Talk it over with May or Mack?
He’s conveniently kidnapped like six episodes out of nine, but surely, in between, shouldn’t you give your protagonist* an opinion?
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saptaincwan · 9 months
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I WANT TO CRYYYY THE STINK-EYE THIS RANDOM GIRL IS GIVING THEM. FUCK
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incorrectsteoquotes · 2 years
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Theo: (kicks down door in Eichen House to chase Lydia)
Stiles: Oh!
Stiles: Come on! I just got done owing this place!
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Domb Dolls
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angstydiaz · 2 years
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The entirety of 5b has been fucking amazing holy shit
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microwaveexplosion · 1 month
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#5B The weather today:
For most of the day it was moist and threatening to really rain, which is what it's done now, albeit lightly and not a storm.
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care4youllc · 1 year
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worthypoet · 1 year
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They say b
My mother and father say
"They love me"
And so they pass down
1,000 antiquated beliefs.
There are worse things
(still I'll break them)
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frecklesandfanfics · 1 year
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It’s interesting to me that Malia is going down the same mental roads as Stiles w/r/t Scott. They’re both so sure that he will judge them and that he’ll stop loving them if they make mistakes or choices he will disagree with. It says so much about them as characters, the way they don’t truly believe they can be loved unconditionally, even though Scott has never withheld affection, love, or loyalty from any of his pack. 
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hslothamburg · 2 years
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therapized-eddie · 1 month
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