#yes this is another steter fic

[mirrorthoughts]

Snipped Sunday

Thanks for tagging me my dear @aurevell 💕💕

I'm going to give you something entirely different than what I showed over these last few weeks!

I have a wip that's mostly what I'll put into this snipped that has the (tentative) title of "In the End, does it even matter?" that's lying in my wip folder since somewhere at the beginning of the year.

I still want to write it 😂 I like the idea but currently there are a half dozens other things I'm writing, so, uh... yeah.

Here it is 😂

The taste of burnt flesh and blood still stuck in his throat when he opened his eyes to a familiar ceiling.

Shadows and sunlight flickered over the white surface in long forgotten but still well-known and seemingly ever changing patterns, the warmth of the sun on his face felt almost like a caress after all the pain he just had endured. He swallowed and took a deep breath and just like that blood and smoke were nothing more than a memory and the familiar scent of his lavender laundry detergent filled his nose with the feeling of safety, of home, of den.

Dazed as he was he slowly closed his eyes, letting himself sink back into the familiar smell and feeling of his bed as he pulled his blanket closer, listening to the familiar noises outside of cars and people and streetcars-

Streetcars.

People.

A comfortable bed in a flat he hadn’t been in for over a decade.

His eyes shot open and a second later he sat upright in his bed, his eyes jumping from shelves to the closet, to the door and the windows.

He wasn’t dead.

He reached for his throat, but he couldn’t feel any injuries though his mind was still telling him he should feel pain, he should feel a bleeding gash splitting his throat wide open Derek’s claws still deep inside his flesh. He should still feel his skin charring and bubbling below the flames, should still taste the heavy smell of his own cooked meat and blood in the air.

But there was no pain. No injuries. No fire.

Had his backup plan worked?

But why would he wake up here and not wherever his nephew had buried him? If he had been buried at all and not burnt to ashes that is.

He flinched when a sudden sound rang from his bedside table and it took him a moment to recognize the sharp staccato tones as ring tone from his old phone.

A phone that shouldn’t be in his possession anymore.

Ringing with a name that shouldn’t be possible.

Slowly he reached for the phone, staring at the illuminated screen and the dark ‘Talia’ in the middle of it, before he pressed the correct button to accept the call.

“Peter?”

(Tumblr Mobile formatted this thing in a weird way but well. Whatever. 😂)

#seikaze #sei's writing #teen wolf #steter #peter hale #yes this is another steter fic #I have a few plans for this xD #snippet saturday #snippet sunday

[lavender-lotion]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

How many works do you have on ao3?

868, which is bonkers???

What's your total ao3 word count?

2,445,126 words! I'm aiming for 5mil within the next decade haha

What fandoms do you write for?

CURRENTLY I am (only) writing teen wolf fic! it's so strange to be back where I started, but it's also been really nice coming back to all these familiar characters

Top five fics by kudos:

1. (baby) maybe that matters more - Steter, 40k

2. The Perceptions of You and I - Seter, 5k

3. With You, I Belong - Stalion, 59k

4. Mates and Marriage Proposals - Steter, 15k

5. Breathing You In - Steter, 29k

... should I just call myself a steter writer at this point?

Do you respond to comments?

yes!! all the time. literally nothing brings me as much joy as comments do

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I reaaaaally don't write a lot of angst, but one of the unhappiest fics I've ever written is probably this one?

And Now? - Stetopher, 300 words

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

there actually isn't one fic I would say that fits this? I primarily write schmoop, so a lot of my fic would count as having very happy endings! p

Do you get hate on fics?

oooooooh yeah babes. I've gotten some mean comments lol

Do you write smut?

yes! not a favourite thing of mine, but I do write it here and there. I recently wrote a fic w/ smut that I really really liked it!

keep me warm in the cradle of your skin - Sterekira, 7k

Craziest crossover:

ooooh this is actually SUCH an easy answer for me! it's 100% this one teen wolf/x-men cross over (possibly my only one?) where Logan (wolverine) knew the sheriff from the way when they'd been lovers and he goes to find him, and stiles is a lil jean grey esque character. I think about this thing allllll the time, too. I freaking love it.

what-ifs (don’t fuckin’ matter to no one) - Logan (X-Men)/Sheriff Stilinski, 2k

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I have actually! I only know of one for sure, and it was a stackson fic that someone had reposted to ao3? im so glad I found it (I think someone sent it to me?) and I was able to report it and get it taken down!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! I love it, it's such a crazy labour of love. if you wanna translate my work, just send me a link so I can see it!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

me & @flightinflame co-wrote an almando series where we wrote the same fic from different pov's which was a suuuuuper super fun experience! I've started a few other co-writes, but unfortunately they've never taken off and gone anywhere :(

there's nothing i wouldn't do to make you feel my love - Almando, 27k

All time favourite ship?

nope. nope nope nope I don't knowwwwwww

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh!! this is marked completed on ao3 now because honestly, I'm never going to finish it, but I love love love the premise of this one and I always wished I had finished it

Love Thy Family - Stilinskicest, 12k

What are your writing strengths?

this is soooo tricky lol I hate talking about myself. I would say probably dialogue! I also really like how I write romance, specifically getting together works, and I think I do a good job at nailing down the feelings that go along with them!

What are your writing weaknesses?

settings. actions. plot. I hate plot!

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I used to use a looooot more than I do now, and I would use google translate. it's never GREAT, so I mostly avoid it now. I'll translate like, a single sentence every now and again, but I don't do a lot with it anymore.

as for how I feel about it as a reader - as long as I can figure out what's going on from context clues, I really don't mind it!

First fandom you wrote in?

Percy Jackson & the Olympians!

To Long For Lust - Percico, 3k

Favorite fic you've written?

this is sooooo hard and so unfair and so difficultimpossiblehorrible to answer. if I had to pick one, gun to my head, it would currently be poly fic. it's the longest, plotiest, most developed thing I've ever written, and if nothing else, it's shown me that I can write things I've never imagined being able to write! once im done act 4, I wanna print it out lol

lift our faces, together, towards the glistening - Stisaackson, 159k

@lucky-bishop @mirrorthoughts @thotpuppy @like-lazarus @rosieposiepuddingnpie @kordyceps @whimsicalmeerkat

#lavenderlotion #my writing

[lucky-bishop]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tag @lavender-lotion love u!!!

How many works do you have on ao3?

80 as of this week! 79 Teen Wolf and 1 WWDITS 😂

What's your total ao3 word count?

662,501. Which is insane to me. But I've already posted 78k so far this year!

What fandoms do you write for?

First and foremost is Teen Wolf. But I have a few works in WWDITS, Stranger Things, and Scream. Most of them are WIPs, and only one is posted to AO3.

Top five fics by kudos:

Hearts in the Byline, Steter, E, 62,395 words

Kinky Antics with the Pack (Kinktober 2022), Multi-Pairing, E, 53,103 words

The Empty-Nester Alpha, Steter, E, 16,306 words

Try, Try Again, Steterek, E, 35,241 words

Mask of Many Faces, Steter, M, 22,806 words

Do you respond to comments?

Yes! Sometimes I'm slow or it takes me a while, but I largely respond to all comments. Sometimes if I don't know what to say to a comment, I won't say anything, but that's pretty rare.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Um. That is tough. I do love angst. I'm going to cheat and give two because they are angsty in very different ways. Major character death vs whump.

For This I'll Burn, No Pairing, E, 4,409 words

Sharing is Caring, Steterek, E, 15,322 words

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Also tough! I have a few that are very happy. But I think I have to go with:

The "No-Bite" Rule, Steter, M, 3,869

Steter HEA.

Do you get hate on fics?

Not often, thankfully. But yes, I have.

Do you write smut?

Sure do!

Craziest crossover:

I haven't written anything that's a crossover, I don't think. I do have a BTVS/Teen Wolf crossover in my long list of WIPs, though. Have the closest thing I have to a crossover - Sleeping Beauty AU.

That Gleam in Your Eyes, Deter, E, 7,393 words

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! The "No-Bite" Rule was translated into Ukranian. Being asked by the translator if this was okay was a beautiful moment that made me incredibly happy. 💖

Правило "Жодних укусів"

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have not! But I would. Maybe @thotpuppy and I will write that baseball AU someday.

All time favourite ship?

It's so hard to pick, but it has to be Steter. I always come back to them.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I think it's pretty unlikely I'll ever finish my Stargent fic where Chris uses Stiles as a surrogate daughter after Allison's death. But never say never!

What are your writing strengths?

I'd say tone is my biggest writing strength. I try to have my works be very thematic and emotionally connected, and I think that comes across well for the most part.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Transitions! And action! I guess "movement" if I had to provide a single answer. This can cause my writing to feel very choppy and it's something I do acknowledge and try to work on.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I'll do pet names, single word translations, things like that. I try not to write outside of what I know, though. Maybe someday I'll incorporate my rusty German into fic, who knows?

First fandom you wrote in?

MCU. Those works have been orphaned/abandoned. Good riddance lol. It's just been Teen Wolf since then. My (current) first fic on AO3:

Clean Plates, Sterek, T+, 3,118 words

Favorite fic you've written?

Oooooooooooh again. This is really hard. But I think it has to be:

Down to the Marrow, Steter, E, 23,206 words

Managing an unreliable narrator was not easy. But I'm so happy with the end result. And there's beautiful art by @tarantula-teeth. I love this fic with my whole heart.

No-pressure tags (and I'm sorry if you've already been tagged and I missed it!): @tarantula-teeth, @dear-massacre, @meggie-stardust, @punchedbymarkesmith, @aurevell, @midmorning-bomb, @vmures

#my writing #tag game #teen wolf

[adrianfridge]

20 questions for fic writers!

Got tagged by both @clotpolesonly and @thotpuppy

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 42 buuuut many of them are 100 word drabbles that I spared people from lumping everything into one work with chapters. Also I have a bunch of Tumblr archived meta posts

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

179,671

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Teen Wolf

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Happy Endings are for Winners (17,770 words, Explicit, Stackson)

Dirty Secrets (10,349 words, Explicit, Jacksterek)

When We Were Monsters (56,437 words, Explicit, Stackson)

Fill Me With Your Memory (26 words, Stackson, archive of photomanips)

When the Dumb Collide (1,582 words, Stackson)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do if there’s something to respond to. I feel weird shouting Thank You to every single one of them

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Woof. I tend to write Angst with a Happy Ending, so there isn’t anything too bittersweet. I guess the closest I have is Tremors In My Bones (5,712 words, Explicit, Steo) that’s more behind the scenes of season 5A

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

The most sappiest ending is obviously in my fic titled Happy Endings are for Winners

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully not!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I live for the smut. And I can get very kinky about it. Like in any of my fics featuring Theo, who needs to get roughly railed

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No crossovers for me

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No thank god

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Sadly no

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I tried! The WIP fell through 

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Guess 🤭

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I do have a BadWrong Steter in my WIPs but I doubt I’ll finish it 🥲

16. What are your writing strengths?

I feel like I’m good at being visceral? Like if I want my reader to feel a certain way, I usually accomplish it

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Being SLOW AS FUCK 😤

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I’ve done something like that in my original fiction, but ehhh I’ve found the outcome is awkward 

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Teen Wolf

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Hard to answer because Dirty Secrets was like a hyperfixation steamroller of feels, When We Were Monsters was like my magnum opus of Stackson

TAGGING: you, yes you, unless you were tagged already lmao

#personal #tag meme

[wellhalesbells]

Hi! This is inspired by your reblog of the talk shop tuesday post -- do you have any secret-until-now fanworks you're working on that you want to talk about? any ideas that have been percolating and you want to share?

I think - because I've started doing WiP Wednesday with ... some (not a lot, haha) of regularity that there's very few things that I'm actively working on right now that I haven't talked about to some extent but I have no problem gathering them all here. I have five fics that I'm noodling on at the moment.

How to Breathe 101. I've probably talked about this one the most because it is absolutely the closest to finished. I have random snippets all over the place on my tumblr that I've collected here: 1 2 3 4. And it comes from my love of the dynamic of Character A falls first, Character B falls harder as well as giving Derek the time and space to work out his trauma and form relationships beyond romantic ones.

Heartbeat Hustle. This was such a nothing idea that I kind of just farted around on because I wasn't feeling adding a hundred words (my daily word count goal) to any of the things that I was already working on and I came up with this: here. And it's another one I just keep randomly chipping away at. The basic premise is Derek finally hears Stiles' heartbeat at rest around him and it becomes the background noise of his entire universe without realizing it because it's just such a comforting sound for him.

PvW, Chapter 3. Yes, I'm working on it. Slowly, but I am. Chapter 3 of Prostitute vs Werewolf. (1 and 2 here). I'm still hoping it'll end at Chapter 6. I... sort of have a plan here, lol.

Steter Hanahaki. I accidented myself into this fic, which I posted about: here. Sometimes I like to just search tags on AO3 rather than fandoms and all the most popular Teen Wolf ones for Peter and Stiles that I came across were, well.... not the fun way and I have unfortunately kept chipping away at this even though writing Peter (and it is from his PoV, ugh) is such a hard thing for me to do!

Sciles, Slow Burn, Codependency Fic. I don't really know where this one came from but I think, pretty unsurprisingly, being ace, I like when friendships are the be all and end all for people and I also like when they sort of just slide into.... oops, somehow you're my whole world. And since I haven't posted anything about this one yet and it is my second longest fic on here at the moment, here's a snippet:

It’s an almost-casual college girlfriend who alerts Stiles to exactly the level of codependence he’s now sporting with Scott.  She laughs and clarifies to an acquaintance that the ‘casual’ is at her insistence and the ‘almost’ is at Scott’s.  The follow-up, the ‘why’ is nothing more than a pointed look in Stiles’ direction. Stiles feigns offense, lazily twirls a less-than-dextrous pointer finger back towards his own chest.  Perks an eyebrow.  “Moi?” She grins widely and Stiles senses a sharpness to it that’s likely fueled more by the fewer inhibitions everyone at this party is collectively experiencing, rather than true ill will.  He hopes anyway and, not to brag, but he has gotten pretty good at knowing when things want him dead. Scott chooses that moment to saunter over and instead of perching on the arm of her chair or sliding onto the large cushion of the recliner with her, he bumbles into Stiles, an arm falling around his shoulder as he pushes his drink into his hand so he can set down a plate of steaming nachos on the table in front of them. He’s a warm, familiar weight and only after he’s leaned the whole of himself into Stiles’ side does Stiles realize, if he’d planned this in advance, no part of him would’ve expected Scott to sit anywhere but exactly where he did. Stiles holds Scott’s beer and Scott scrubs a hand over Stiles’ buzzcut, frowns as he peers at Stiles’ expression.  He’s not sure what his face is doing but it prompts Scott to say, “All good?” Stiles blinks.  Swallows.  “Yeah, all’s peachy keen over in this here neck of the woods.” Scott smiles and, as though ‘neck’ was some cue word, he leans over and buries his nose in the crease between neck and shoulder, breathing deeply, and yeah, okay, they’re basically dating.  Stiles can see that but.  You know.  They’ve nearly died how many times between the years of sixteen and nineteen?  They’re entitled to be grotesquely into each other as far as he’s concerned. Maybe they’ve gotten a little worse after the nogitsune.  And the siren that nearly drowned Scott.  And the Lamia that ripped open Stiles’ torso last year.  It’s not unusual for them to fall asleep in the same bed or press lingering kisses to each other’s foreheads, cheeks, necks, but Stiles is pretty sure Scott’s one hundred percent into vagina and, while Stiles’ appetites are more varied, he’s not super interested in Scott’s dick. He’s just interested in Scott, really.  All of Scott, however much of Scott that Scott would like him to be interested in basically.  And since that doesn’t include his dick… that doesn’t include his dick.

Thank you so much for the ask and the interest! <3

#writing #my writing #sterek #steter #sciles #teen wolf #i've been doing tHE MOST lately so i haven't gotten to work on this stuff in a few weeks #but these are the ones i'm focused on!! #!ask #thanks again :P

[steter-bang]

Oh, what's this? Yes, you are correct - another list of fic recs for you to read!

The ones you'll find below the cut are a selection from the 2022 Steter Mini Bang. Happy reading! 🥳

If you want something done... Author: TheCharmingSeal Rating: T Words: 2,039 Summary: "Stiles decides it’s time for a change in management (and gets a few things off his chest while he’s at it)"

The Frustrations Of Mieczyslaw Stilinski (gifset) Artist: FailWolf Rating: NR Summary: "All he wanted was for Peter to be an Alpha, again, damnit."

Peter Hale and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (that ended up being pretty good after all) Author: Bunnywest Rating: E Words: 7,973 Summary: "District Attorney Peter Hale has had a hell of an evening. It started with him getting caught in the rain, and ended with him landing headfirst in a dumpster and ruining his favorite Armani. So the last thing he needs is some young guy in a Sesame Street t-shirt coming along and assuming he's homeless—especially when said guy turns out to be his soulmate. Sure, he's cute, but how old is this kid anyway, sixteen? Or, Peter and Stiles jump to conclusions about their newfound soulmates, and have never been happier to be wrong."

[ART] Peter Hale and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day Artist: shaxper Rating: NR Summary: "Art for the story Peter Hale and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (that ended up being pretty good after all) by Bunnywest"

Like Treading Water Author: infiniteeight Rating: G Words: 2,879 Summary: "People get their soulmarks when their soulmate turns sixteen. Peter turns sixteen before Stiles is even born. When Stiles turns 16, Peter is in a coma.

(Set roughly in early season three and Stiles is seventeen.)"

[ART] Like Treading Water Artist: Susihukka Rating: G Summary: "Art for the story Like Treading Water by infiniteeight"

Doing Improbable Things Author: Goddess47 Rating: T Words: 7,560 Summary: "Oh. You are my driver, aren't you?" Stiles moved away from the door half a step. He narrowed his eyes as he took a long look at Peter. An impulse Peter didn't understand had him nodding his head. "Sorry. Yes, I am," he replied. "Wasn't expecting the cooler as part of your luggage."

Possibly Maybe Artist: midmorning_bomb Rating: G Summary: “Charming.” Stiles barely finishes cramming the fistful of fries into his mouth before he smiles wide. “Sucker, I am charming. You are charmed. By me.” Steter Mini Bang 2022 remix.

#steter bang 2023 #fic rec friday

[edge0fmydesiree]

"Get To Know Me” Tag Game! Tagged by @yikeshereiam & @ash-mcj

Fave Ships:

My Main Ships: Thiam. Sterek. Petopher. Allydia. Nett. Guilty Pleasure Ships: Steo. Therek. Steter. Stackson.

Not TW: ELU (Skam France). Tarlos (911 Lonestar). Yusuf al-Kaysani and Nicolò di Genova (The Old Guard). Diego and Lila (Umbrella Academy).

First Ship: Suprisingly, Sterek. Shipping Stiles & Derek is what introduced me to tumblr, the world of shipping characters, and AO3. Then, of course it was Thiam. Theo & Liam re-inspired my love for Teenwolf, & Sterek.

Last Song: Don’t Miss You — Amy Pearson.

Currently Reading: With university, work and preparing to move to another State, it hasn’t left me much time for reading. Not as much as I would like, anyway.

Books: Deviant King by Rina Kent. & Heartless Boys Never Kiss by S.J Sylvis.

Fics:

Honeymoon Wars by @theoceanismyinkwell (I love this author! This fic is only a few chapters in, but it’s such a fun read. I’m already obsessed by this story and with ‘this’ thiam.) 10/10 would recommend. I definitely need an update like yesterday.

Be Nice To Me by standinginanicedress (Anything from this author is always a good read, and amazing. This fic, let me tell you, made me feel all the emotions. One of them being frustrated by Stiles and just wanting to shake him, and then wanting to hug Derek and tell him that he’s in love with an idiot.) 10/10 would recommend.

Pay Attention To The Accident by @eneiryu (You best believe my notifications are on for this author. Their fics are always amazing. This fic is only one chapter in and I’m already obsessed. I’m also very nervous to see how this story plays out. I’m stressed for my son!).

There Are No Wolves In California by @isthatbloodonhisshirt (This is another author where anything they write is guaranteed to be a good read, and amazing. Shifted Derek, and a protective pack, YES PLEASE.) 10/10 would recommend.

Marry Me by JustJim (This fic is only a few chapters in, but i’m so intrigued and invested by the story.) 10/10 would recommend.

Last Movie: Knives Out & Knives & Onions.

Currently Watching: The current season of Yellowstone. I am obsessed with this series. Rip is just… chef’s kiss. We love him.

Consuming: BBQ shapes.

Currently Craving: Ben & Jerry’s ‘Chunky Monkey’. Apparently they are bringing it back! Which, about damn time.

Currently Working On: I’m Not Leaving You (A Steo Fic), It’s Not Stalking! (A Sterek Fic), & I’ll Always Come (A Thiam Fic). It’s been slow going trying to write these fics with how flat out I’ve been, but I’m trying to write for an hour every day, and hopefully, I can finally finish them.

Tagging:

@msmischief101 @sterekshipper-writer @thecenturiestrickle @attempted--eloquence @arewordsenough @theoceanismyinkwell @songbvrd @chcrrysprite

#get to know me #tag game #thanks for tagging me! #teen wolf #ao3 writer #thiam #teen wolf fanfiction #sterek fandom #steo fic

[cannibalinc]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

I was thoughtfully tagged by @racfoam! Thank you <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

25 works

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

318,492 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly HP and Teen Wolf. I also used to write a lot of Naruto about fifteen years ago.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Rigmarole Dance - Harrymort soulmate AU

Gentle Roar - Steter omegaverse mating run AU

As Portioned from a Whole - Harrymort dystopian Voldemort raises Harry AU

Anthropological - Steter xeno wolf rape oneshot

Id Est - Steter smutty 800 word drabble. Surprised this one is on the list lol

5. Do you respond to comments? Why? Why not?

Sometimes! If someone asks a question or comments something particularly conversational. I go through waves. 

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uuuh this is hard. Angsty for who? hahaha

Based on reader response and bookmark notes I've noticed, either Paradisus, a Harrymort Volddmort wins AU in Draco Malfoy's POV, or Be Thyself, a soulmate AU in Lily's POV, seem to be the endings that bother people the most. I get a lot of 'this was great, I'll never read it again' lmaaooo

But a LOT of my works are open ended or end with one half still in captivity/unhappy. The other half is happy though! :D

Honeyguide, splits your skin, Research and Development, etc all have this "bad ending."

(*The angiest ending I'll ever write is still a WIP, but it's coming.)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

The Rigmarole Dance for sure. It's light, funny, has the happiest feelings.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Sometimes.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I write mostly smut. Lots of non-con, lots of wet and messy, lots of monster cocks.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't think I've ever written a crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yeah, a few times unfortunately.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I had a really fun steter omegaverse dystopia project with a friend that we discussed heavily but never actually started. We called it the trash diamond. It involved amputation, conditioning and programming, you know the fun stuff haha. I still hope to write it.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Harrymort <3

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

...I will finish all my WIPs gdi lmao

16. What are your writing strengths?

Atmosphere/prose. Recently, dialogue.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action. I struggle between pretty phrases and conveying immediacy.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Yes! It's great for making the POV character and readers feel alienated when they can't understand what's being said. Also if you want to establish a character is pretentious.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ooooh. I think InuYasha in the 2000s.

20. Favourite fics you’ve written?

I'm a self-indulgent writer, so pretty much everything I write is for me.

Research and Development was an experimental challenge for me that I'm really proud of. It's told in a dissociated first person POV through "scientific" logs and follows Voldemort's experiment on Harry and the deterioration of his indifferent observations as he becomes more obsessed with Harry.

I'm also really proud of Embryo, a fic idea I've been writing and rewriting for over ten years that I've begun to actually post. I've put a lot of work and research into it in order to capture Tom Riddle's voice and intelligence. It's in his POV, in the 1940s, and Harry shows up as a mysterious student no one can seem to explain or even remember long enough to answer Tom's questions about him.

I think racfoam already tagged a lot of other writers I know. Tagging @vdoshu @metalomagnetic @lordansketil @crowcrowcrowthing @vestiges-of-light and anyone else who wants to!

#fic writing #my writing

[foeyayshippingweakness]

🎶, 🤩, and 🤭 for the ask meme if you'd be so kind

I'm enthusiastically inclined!! :))

🎶 for music I listen to whilst I write... it's a mix-up for me. I think I write/work best in complete silence, but also, when I put music on, I can achieve that same concentration and tune the music out as subconscious white noise? I try to listen to whatever suits the mood - for persona 4 (golden) or adayu, I like looping a corner of memories like a madman. for my brief forray into tommary, the teen wolf song who are you, really as well as this other one called blood in the cut were all I listened to for an entire winter and then some, though I never ended up posting any of it, haha. for my invisible era of eobarry in the flash fandom, the song another way out thanks to this one edit made the song everything for me. for more amoral enemies to lovers pairings, my go-to is this foe yay playlist I've had for over half a decade on spotify. this is the one I've been looping most as of late, and they're all made of songs I particularly liked from several of this one-sided spy/sniper fic's ambience playlists on 8tracks. for alex rider, it's got to be these three playlists for june, july, and august when I first got into the fandom and was incredibly hyperfixated on ar and yalex. for any complicated pairing ever, the song make me wanna die—courtesy of an ancient steter amv on youtube that I can no longer find probably because it’s long gone—is blast it at full volume and embrace the emo type vibe. sorry for all the links sdkfjsklsjdf if you can't tell, I'm super invested in answering everyone's asks!!

🤩 favorite character to write? I'm quite a snarky, blunt, and sarcastic person IRL and I've got plenty of one-liners to spare which also means characters ready to quip at any and all times are both the easiest to write and my favorites. I've not published any yet, but I've got several WIPs featuring your friendly neighborhood spiderman that have convinced me writing peter parker is nothing short of fun, though his quips don't usually have as much mean-spirited bite behind them. likewise I haven't posted anything for teen wolf, but stiles is the same way except that he can be a little bit meaner and mean it, too. lastly, alex rider my beloved and his matter-of-factly one-liners. canonically he's all "it looks like I sleighed him" or in response to a certain someone being crushed, "I'd have been disappointed, too." they come so naturally to me when I'm writing, and it's super fun to reread lines that seem to fit so well for the characters!

🤭 according to ao3, my most used tags are light angst... followed by angst, LOL. my personal favorite tag to use, however, is the "gen or pre-slash" tag, thanks to suzie. ever since I discovered its existence, I've been using it profusely in all my fics that lean more toward gen than slash. it's a gen fic according to the relationships, pairings, and orientations tag, yes, but that gen or pre-slash tag I've slapped on is me telling everyone to come get a pair of slash goggles free of charge, if they'd like. like those people who hand out opera glasses at the opera. it feels like the exact opposite of those "don't read this as a ship fic" warnings hahaha. it's gen, but also feel free to read it as slashy as you'd like!! I adore this tag.

#ask game

[mirrorthoughts]

20 questions for fic writers!

I saw @lavender-lotion do this and thought, might as well have some fun with it 💕

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

AO3 says it's 44, buuut only 30 are actually different stories. the other 14 are translations of my own works (aka the same story but in German) so I don't count them.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

149,030 and holy shit when did that happen <.<... (well, there are also the 14 translations in that number, but yeah)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mostly Teen Wolf and a bit of Assassin's Creed

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Wolf Heart Intruder Loyality Not afraid Come Back With Me

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, because I love that people love my stuff and I want to show them that I love it xD

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhm. I'm more of a fluff writer, sooo... I think the angstiest would be Dead on Time just because it hints at something that might happen in the next part?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think currently most of my fics have about the same kind of happy endings oO...

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet and I hope it stays that way.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes I do and I think the one that's currently still the craziest is the sci-fi-ish Teen Wolf Murderbot AU/pobably crossover <.<...

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not yet and I hope it stays that way.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not from someone else but I do translate my own fics German <--> English

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Steter 😂

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I currently intend to finish all my WIPs 😂

16. What are your writing strengths?

I have great ideas especially for knitting situations together and "explain away" (plot) inconsistencies

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

keeping details like time or something that someone (already) said consistent especially over longer fics, my own time management when I commited to posting fic chapters of an unfinished fic 😂, writing "into the blue" without a plan where it'll go or end

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Sure, as long as there's a translation at the end (or enough context to infer what's been said)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Vision of Escaflowne

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Uff, that's a hard one. I don't have any fics written I actually dislike and only a couple I like less than the rest. I do love my current projects but I think one of my favorites will always be Not Afraid - even though, or maybe especially because when I wrote it I had even less knowledge of canon than I have now 😂 But it still reads well and I have fond memories of the writing process!

Tagging everyone who wants to do this :3

Also, a blank version below the cut!

20 questions for fic writers!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

3. What fandoms do you write for?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16. What are your writing strengths?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19. First fandom you wrote for?

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

#seikaze #sei's brain bubbles #tag games

[uinuvien]

tagged by @thotpuppy ! post the names of the last five files in your wip folders, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

This is gonna be fun 😂 And since this would anyways be like half of my wip folder, I'm just gonna list all of them. Why not. It's 4 in the morning and I'm supposed to wake up in two hours, there's no way staying up writing this post will come kick me in my ass later 😆 (plus hopefully it will give me motivation to finish at least some of them)

1. Commeatus Terrae

My Steter Bang 2023 fic, HEAVILY influenced by Wayfarers series and especially Record of the Spaceborn Few.

2. Polarpunk story

An original story. Polarpunk is a subgenre of Solarpunk, which is a genre/movement/Aesthetic I've been into for a while.

3. Apocalypse Baby

Teen Wolf/Year One fusion fic. Yes, Year One, as in that Nora Roberts book :D

4. When You Wish Upon a Star Tree

Petopher fic where Stiles has a very very bad time in apocalyptic wasteland, Nemeton does things, Stiles has very very scary times in a not-apocalyptic Preserve, Peter didn't want children but ends up with 4, and I learned I have no idea how to write toddlers.

5. TEOTWAWKI

The End of the World As We Know It. An original apocalyptic story I'm writing to spite some bigoted survivalists. It's going to be very very gay, and probably pretty solarpunk-ish.

6. TW Insurance fic

Stetopher fic I may or may not abandon

7. The Scent

Derek fic where a werebaby is based on my friend's chihuahua and does NOT like baths.

8. On the Path Unwinding

What if Becky Chamber's To Be Taught If Fortunate and The Wayfarers series were in the same universe?

9. Life and Times of Multiversal Traveller

My OLDEST wip by far. An original story where a Finnish librarian walks through a door that wasn't there, ends up in another world and then spends a long time trying to get back home.

10. Beaconsbury Murders

ANOTHER Teen Wolf fusion/AU fic 😂 I binged Midsomer Murders and suddenly there's magically hidden island in the Bristol Chanel in UK. Woops.

I'm gonna tag @anipwrites and @infiniteeight8 :D

#tag game

[lucky-bishop]

20 Questions for fic Writers!

Thanks for the tag @rosieposiepuddingnpie! 💕Anyone who would like to play along, please do, and go ahead and tag me if you'd like! I always love reading these.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Also 57! Weird coincidence!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

520,472

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Teen Wolf primarily, only one of my published fics is for another fandom (What We Do in the Shadows). I do have WIP fics in that fandom as well as Stranger Things and Hannibal, though I don't know if they'll ever get finished or published haha.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hearts in the Byline (Steter, 62,395 words) Kinky Antics with the Pack (Kinktober 2020) (Multi-Pairing, 53,103 words) Try, Try Again (Steterek, 35,241 words) The Empty-Nester Alpha (Steter, 16,306 words) Mask of Many Faces (Steter, 22,806 words)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yep! Pretty much all of them! At least all initial comments, and as long as they're made in good faith. Criticism or petty shit I pretty much just ignore. I just know I always like it when authors reply to me, so I like to reply as well. It's a good feeling!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Depends on how you're defining your angst, but I'm personally going to go with For This I'll Burn where Stiles lets the nogitsune in on purpose. 4,409 words, no pairing.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Tough one! I'd have to say either Foxes and Wolves or The "No-Bite" Rule. They're both Steter HEAs (5,289 and 3,869 words respectively). Forever might look different for Stiles and Peter than it does for other people, but they definitely deserve it.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have before. Most of the time I can just shrug it off, and it doesn't really bother me. Like I said, I just don't engage with those bad faith comments. I got one on Hearts in the Byline while I was writing it (I believe it has since been deleted lmfao I couldn't find it) on a chapter that asked if someone else had written it because the quality was so bad and they felt it was so incongruous from the story. It was hurtful and awful and at the time it really sucked. I think I've grown as an author and something like that wouldn't bother me as much anymore, but that was my second or third fic, and the longest one I'd written (and still holds that, I think, lol).

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes :-) Some from my own brain and others requested from me. And all sorts!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't yet. I have one TW/Buffy crossover WIP that I don't know if I'll ever really get to finish, but I'd like to. It's more of a fusion than a crossover, anyway.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of! Hopefully it stays that way haha.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Once! Someone translated The "No-Bite" Rule into Ukrainian here.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have not! But I would try, I think it seems fun.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

It's gotta be Steter, man.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't know! I would definitely like to finish all my WIPs, but it's probably unrealistic. Writer in the Dark is a Kira/Cora WIP that I started but lost motivation for. I hope to revisit it someday, but if something won't get finished, that's probably it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Character growth! I feel like I do a good job showing how characters have changed through the narrative over time, no matter if that's years or months or even a very impactful night.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action is definitely one. I struggle to write combat scenarios (the closest I've gotten with it would be in Mission Control, I think). I'm also not always great at balancing background characters/b-plots. I've had comments before like, "where did x character go???" and I'm like "shit. forgot they were here tbh." But I'm working on it!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I probably wouldn't do it, write dialogue not in English. The only exception might be German, since it's what I studied as a second language, but even then I'm rusty enough that I wouldn't trust it well. Anything else I'd be tossing in Google Translate and hoping for the best, so it's a no-go for me. I've used pet names or short phrases in another language before, but that's really the extent of it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Technically Marvel but none of what I wrote is up anywhere (that it can be traced back to me, lol, all of those works are orphaned). That I actually count? Teen Wolf.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I think it has to be Down to the Marrow. I just really, really loved writing that fic. I think it will always have a very special place in my heart. Before then, since it was so recent, I probably would've said Shall We Not Revenge?

#ask #rosieposiepuddingnpie #ask game #my writing #teen wolf

[everfascinated]

I posted 3,475 times in 2022

That's 3,000 more posts than 2021!

63 posts created (2%)

3,412 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@justsofingdone

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I tagged 3,473 of my posts in 2022

#q it up - 3,312 posts

#art - 1,870 posts

#gifset - 889 posts

#stranger things - 777 posts

#laugh rule - 653 posts

#eddie - 610 posts

#steve - 583 posts

#steddie - 495 posts

#star wars - 458 posts

#comic - 370 posts

Longest Tag: 113 characters

#kdj starts buying all of the streamer interface options to allow bit wars and other things to encourage donations

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

an enthusiastic yes

Premise: Prompt fill for Steter week last(?) year that I never cleaned up - Bindings. It's a 'forced' marriage but like in the loosest sense lol

"How are you so calm?" Scott looked so confused.

"Because the selection here is like ten times better than the mall." If Scott was going to be vague Stiles was going to pick the most amusing of the interpretations. Also, the suit shop really was awesome and he was going to take every opportunity to point it out. Instead of having to pick through three different off the rack suits, there were dozens of high quality formal wear options for him to try on! Most of them outside his price range with him still being a poor college student, but a single day rental was within his budget.

"Stiles," Scott talked off with a sigh before trying again. "We can find another way, I'm sure of it. Just give Deaton and the others a little more time."

Turning back to the mirror, Stiles shrugged his shoulders to check the fit - not bad - and reminded himself that Scott was just worried about him. It was wildly unnecessary in this instance, but it was nice to know he cared about Stiles' happiness.

"You don't have to do this." Scott earnestly insisted once again and that was it.

The final straw.

"No, I don't have to." Stiles agreed, tugging his lapels straight and smoothing the front of his jacket with a sharp swipe of his hands before turning to face Scott again. "But I'm gonna."

14 notes - Posted November 29, 2022

#4

See the full post

35 notes - Posted December 5, 2022

#3

Eddie Munson - He is Beauty, He is Grace

41 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

#2

Me @ myself while plotting out a fic:

49 notes - Posted November 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I'm talking about this video :D

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMLsqvwPM/

Thank you so much for sending this! Every part of this is a gem and somehow makes me love the realistic art of Jason even more!! You're the best!

142 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #long post #there are no surprises here #but the tumblr crushes are so real #you can really see those blorbos

[swmoldacc]

"Yes, Mrs. Carter, I - no I swear Peter isn't naked - Peter put some pants on for the love of - yes, Mrs. Carter, I'll be sure to drop your shipment off tomorrow, yes - no I -.......ohmygod ...yes.... we'll be sure to keep it down..."

Peter looks pleased, always absolutely entertained by how quick Stiles can flush in the face of embarrassment. Mrs. Carter really should stop stepping out into the hallway to ambush Stiles on his way home. He might not wear his briefs the next time it happens.

Stiles pushes him inside easily enough, shutting the door with a quiet click, and rounds on Peter like he's just caught his hand in the cookie jar. "You're in big trouble mister."

Peter smirks. "Oh, I hope so. Welcome home, Stiles."

Edit: You can find the first part of the fic here!

#another fanart to my steter fic xD #i'm almost done with the first part! #both art pieces stem from the second part #which is only in the planning stages right now D; #hopefully nobody minds waiting D; #my art #art #digital #steter #peter hale #fanart #also yes peter has a beard because I love the way Ian Bohen looks with his xD and also #why not let his hair get a little longer too?

[graciebirdie]

*slides onto your dash like i didn’t completely disappear for a week* good evening. please enjoy the first chapter of another fic in my personal series titled “how many different ways can i rewrite teen wolf seasons 1/2/3?“ (hint: it’s a lot)

***

"Yes or no?" Peter asked, staring Stiles down intently, leaning closer and closer to Stiles' wrist.

Peter's little speech about how Stiles could be just like Scott, or even better than Scott just showed Stiles that as smart as Peter seems to think he was Peter also doesn't understand Stiles at all.

Stiles has never wanted to be like Scott. Scott might be Stiles' best friend but Stiles wasn't blind. Most of the time the only thing Scott has going for him was his perpetually confused face and innocent crooked smile.

Stiles knew that since Scott had been bitten all of his high school outcast dreams had come true but his odds of dying before he turned eighteen had risen exponentially.

For Stiles, an entire new world had opened up. Suddenly humans weren't the scariest things out there. There were literal monsters. And Stiles was woefully underprepared for it. He needed to know everything about everything but he knew that he needed a foot in the door first.

No self respecting creature of the night would go around telling a rando human all their secrets but… they might be more willing to tell another creature.

So Stiles carefully shrugged so as not to pull his hand away and said "Sure, why not?"

Peter blinked at him, looking startled. For a long moment nothing happened and Stiles started to think Peter had only been fucking with him when suddenly Peter grinned at him, showing off his huge mouthful of fangs.

"Why not indeed." he slurred and ripped the cuff of Stiles' shirt open to bite into Stiles' skin.

It stung but Peter pulled away after barely a moment, not even a hint of blood on his mouth. He let go of Stiles with a pleased looking smirk.

Stiles pulled his arm back to inspect his wrist. There were tiny little pinpricks of blood in crescent shapes on both sides of his wrist. It was like Peter had barely applied any pressure at all. After the horror story Stiles had heard from Scott about what his bite had looked like the differences were stark.

Stiles glanced up at Peter and found him staring very intently at him. It was actually a little creepy. "I have to go check up on Lydia." Stiles said wanting to get away from Peter as quickly as possible as the full extent of his decision hit him.

Peter smirked at him. "You do that." he said it like he thought Stiles was pulling a Scott or something.

Stiles refused to actually run away and give Peter the satisfaction of having scared Stiles.

Once he was safely inside the hospital he allowed himself a moment to panic that Peter might be able to pull that alpha mind trick bullshit he'd tried on Scott before he suddenly remembered that Scott was a goddamn idiot sometimes and he hadn't listened when Stiles tried to explain werewolves to him and he'd had no idea that Peter was messing with his head. Stiles hoped his foreknowledge would help him where it didn't help Scott.

Well, if Peter did try to mess with Stiles he would... figure something out.

***

Stiles made Jackson drive his own car to the Hale house because it didn't actually matter if Jackson showed but if he did Stiles didn't want to have to drive him back to his car or have to rely on him to get out of the woods. Jackson was a big enough asshole that if he got the chance he'd leave Stiles on his own.

Stiles had debated making some more molotov cocktails but he'd quickly dismissed the idea. Peter might be a murderer but he'd already been set on fire once and Stiles was positive that that was most of the reason he was so crazy. So Stiles wasn't going to be setting Peter on fire again anytime soon. Or possibly ever.

Stiles watched Peter rip Kate Argent's throat out. After her pathetic attempt at an apology he didn't really feel all that bad about it. He was probably going to freak out about it later but in the moment all he really cared about was that a mass murderer was dead.

Peter didn't seem very satisfied with the last part of his revenge but Stiles wasn't surprised. Everyone who had been responsible for the fire was dead but Peter's family didn't suddenly come back to life and now Peter was going to have to think about what else he could do with his life.

He started to advance on Allison and Stiles knew he should step in and do...something. Maybe try to appeal to Peter's human side by pointing out when the fire happened Allison had been like ten and if she had been involved she hadn't known what she was doing. Not that Stiles thought she was involved because he was one hundred percent sure she hadn't been. But Peter wasn't done with being angry yet and Stiles hadn't turned into a werewolf in the last two hours so he just let Chris Argent shot Peter with enough bullets to get him to his knees.

He didn't try to stop Derek when he stepped up to finish Peter off. Peter had sort of brought that onto himself by killing Derek's sister.

Stiles stayed long enough to watch Peter fall down dead and then he climbed back into his jeep and drove home.

~~~

Peter had asked Stiles if he wanted the bite on a whim. He would have left him there in the parking garage but Stiles had to go and poke at him and Peter hadn't been able to resist.

He'd thought rubbing how much Scott's life had changed with the bite in Stiles' face would make him back down, really Peter just wanted to see how Stiles would react to that.

Stiles had just seemed calculating.

Weighing the pros and cons in his head before he'd agreed.

Peter had paused for a moment to see if Stiles would suddenly change his mind but Stiles had just stared him down.

So Peter had bitten him on the wrist.

No doubt if Peter had bitten him in the traditional place on the side Stiles would have run but he'd made his choice and having a third tie to the mortal plane was better than two.

Peter had bitten him quickly but carefully. the other two times he'd bitten someone had been bloody and messy but neither of them had agreed to the bite. Stiles had so he deserved a bit more care.

Only moment's after Peter had let Stiles go he was obviously second guessing himself so Peter let him go. Stiles had already told him where Derek was, which would lead him to Kate and really that had been all that he wanted.

If the night ended as badly as he thought it would Stiles would have some time to come to terms with his choices and hopefully be ready to face Peter again.

And if the night went well than Peter would let him have some time to deal with it. He'd handled Scott so well that Peter had no doubt he'd be able to handle himself too.

~~~

The night had gone exactly as badly as Peter had been expecting.

The only thing that surprised him was Stiles' lack of reaction.

He had just watched.

Obviously he was going to let Peter dig his own grave. But his complete lack of reaction to anyone else there was facitinating.

Not that Peter had much time to think about it.

***

A week after Peter had bitten him and Stiles was still human. The little pinpricks had healed and turned into teeny tiny white scars most people won't notice.

Stiles thought that they'd scared over too fast for something not to have happened but he had no idea what. Peter had only said that if the bite didn't turn him it would kill him and Stiles felt totally fine.

Better than fine really. He felt pretty great for having experienced a lot of horrible shit and having his entire world view up ended.

But he was pretty sure he didn't feel werewolf great. He didn't suddenly have enhanced senses or strength. He didn't feel the urge to run in the woods naked and howl at the full moon.

He suspected he was going to have to ask Derek for help. Not that he wanted to. If Stiles was going to turn into a werewolf and he was just being a late bloomer than Derek would probably try to convince him to join his pack and Stiles wasn't all that interested.

If Scott could handle himself without an alpha while Peter activly tried to fuck him up than Stiles was pretty sure he could handle himself without an alpha too.

He decided to try a little experiment first. At school, before first period started he leaned close to Scott and asked "Yo, do I smell different to you?"

Scott looked at him like he was crazy. "No?" he said hesitantly.

Stiles nodded seriously. "Cool. Just checking I didn't get bitten by a were-mosquito in my sleep or something."

Scott rolled his eyes and turn away from him in exasperation.

Stiles fought back a sigh. Looked like he would have to go find Derek after all.

***

Derek was a weirdo that either didn't have a job, savings, or any valid ID because he was living in an abandoned train station.

"So how many homeless people did you have to kick out to get these digs?" Stiles asked with a sneer.

Derek sneered right back. "What the hell do you want? Scott already told me I wasn't his alpha so I don't have to deal with you or him."

Great, that was definitely not something Stiles wanted to deal with. Sure, he didn't want Derek to be his alpha but he didn't want to cut ties with him completely.

"I'm having a little problem and I was hoping you could give me a bit of advice." That should work. If Derek didn't think Stiles needed him to actually do anything he'd probably help.

"I have enough problems of my own, I don't have time to deal with yours too." Derek growled.

This was ridiculous and Stiles was surrounded by incompetence. "You really think I'd come to you with a normal problem?"

Derek didn't even blink, just continued to glare at him, not seeming to notice something off about Stiles at all.

Stiles threw his hands up in exasperation. "Fine! Fuck you too than!"

Derek was obviously not going to be any help. Stiles was going to have to go find someone actually smart to help him. And it would help if that someone also happened to have the same problem that Stiles was having.

***

On Lydia's first day back at school after being released from the hospital she and Allison sat apart from the rest of the student body and Stiles jumped at the opportunity.

Allison and Lydia were sitting across from each other at a table in the back of the cafeteria so Stiles sat down next to Allison so that Lydia didn't feel like he was trying to be creepy or crowd her.

She and Allison both stared at him like he was insane but he just smiled.

He knew Lydia liked to play her mind games but he decided he didn't want her to think he was messing with her so he just jumped right in. "So Lydia, you know how you got attacked on the lacrosse field? Will I saw what happened and I was wondering if you wanted to know what I saw."

She looked furious. From next to him Allison made a strangeled sound and when he glanced over she looked like she wanted to murder him.

He turned back to Lydia in time to watch her look between Stiles and Allison and for her expression to become thoughtful. And deadly. "Okay Stiles, you tell me your version of events."

"A werewolf attacked and bit you."

Lydia's smile instantly fell and she sat back in her chair to look at Stiles in disgust.

"Stiles what the fuck!" Allison hissed and Stiles turned to glare at her.

"She has a right to know what happened, don't you think?" he challenged Allison.

"Leave her alone!" Allison growled, obviously furious at him.

He pointedly turned back to Lydia to look at her seriously. "Lydia, if you want proof Scott can show you. He's a werewolf, but not the one who bit you." he added hastily.

Lydia was looking a little blank. "Scott... McCall... a.... werewolf?"

"No!" Allison yelled. She looked around quickly and lowered her voice. "No, Stiles is just being an asshole."

Lydia started to frown at Allison. "The movie rental place...." she said slowly.

Stiles winced and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Ah, yeah I deleted the video of it off your phone, sorry."

Lydia instantly whipped her phone out of her purse and started to scroll through it.

Stiles and Allison both watched her in confusion.

"Holy shit." Lydia whispered. "I thought I'd had a bad trip."

Allison shot up and tried to pull Lydia's phone out of her hand but Lydia was faster than her. "What the hell are you doing Allison?"

Allison looked a little panicked. "Lydia that's not-"

Lydia went completely still. "Scott McCall is your boyfriend, Allison."

Allison looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "We broke up..." she said faintly.

Lydia turned to look at Stiles. "You said Scott could prove it?"

Stiles swallowed. This was going very well. He hoped Scott would actually help him. He quickly pulled out his phone to check his copy of Scott's work schedule. He grinned and said "Yep! He's closing the vet clinic tonight, if you come by around six I can let you in."

Allison made a strangled sound but Lydia and Stiles both ignored her.

Lydia nodded decisively. "Okay, I'll be there." she paused and looked at Allison. "Sit down Allison. Stiles you can leave now."

Stiles didn't have to be told twice. He grabbed his stuff and booked it for where Scott was staring at Allison dejectedly.

He flopped down next to Scott and said "Woah boy I do not want to be there for that dressing down. I think Lydia can murder people with just her eyes."

Scott frowned at him in confusion. "What did you guys talk about?"

Stiles shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh you know, just about what happened to Lydia and how she's coming over to the clinic tonight so you can prove werewolves are real. The usual."

Scott opened and closed his mouth several times before he squeaked out a strangled "What?"

Stiles grinned at him threateningly. "And if you don't do it I'm damn sure not going to help you with whatever it is you're planning on doing to win Allison back from her crazy dad."

Scott tried to pull out the sad puppy dog eyes but Stiles ignored him. He'd been immune to those for years.

***

"I don't get why you want to tell Lydia." Scott whined for the third time. Stiles was tired of it.

"I don't get why you don't want to tell her." he shot back in annoyance.

"She's not a werewolf so she shouldn't have to deal with them." Scott said with a stubborn look on his face.

Stiles stared at him in bafflement. "What part of her knowing what happened to her would mean she'll have to deal with werewolves now? Maybe she'll find out and want absolutely nothing to do with werewolves." Stiles said, even though he wanted the exact opposite of that to happen.

Scott didn't look convinced but before he could protest again his head did the tilt thing it did when he was listening for something. His expression instantly got sappy and he said "Allison's here."

Stiles rolled his eyes but let Scott go open the front door for Allison and Lydia.

Lydia swaned in looking beautiful and furious. She eyed him and glanced over her shoulder into the lobby, probably saw Scott and Allison making out, and stepped right up into Stiles' space.

In a whisper she said "Allison seems to think that the only reason you told me is because you want to get into my pants but I have a feeling you want something else."

Stiles fought back a swoon. In an equally quiet whisper he said "It was entirely selfish on my part to tell you. But we'll have to talk about it somewhere else."

Lydia leaned back with a satisfied look on her face and Stiles was realized to see he was still handing her the right way.

In a normal volume of voice he asked "So how'd you get that video back?"

Lydia sneered at him as if he was an idiot and rolled her eyes. "Who doesn't have their phones set to automatically back up to the cloud?"

Stiles actually felt a little impressed that he hadn't thought to delete any copies but he could admit to himself that he had been a little distracted at the time. "My mistake." he said trying to look chagringed but probably failing.

Lydia turned to look back out into the lobby and yelled "If either of you two are missing clothing when I come out there I'm going to murder you both and then Stiles for good mesure."

Stiles grimaced at the thought. He fought back a laugh when he heard something crash and Scott and Allison both swearing.

Lydia smirked at him and he didn't even try to stop himself from smirking back.

***

A few days after they'd given Lydia a crash course on the werewolf bullshit she cornered Stiles at his jeep after school.

"Okay I've processed some stuff so we can talk about your ulterior motives now." She said, pointedly tapping her fingers against the passenger door, no doubt waiting for Stiles to unlock it and let her in.

Stiles grinned at her and eagerly unlocked the door. She hopped in and primmly smoothed her skirt out.

"So." he said as he started up the jeep. "You pick where you want to talk."

She sent him a look that said she knew exactly what he was doing but he pointedly ignored her.

She hummed in thought for a moment before she said "If your dad's not home we can go to your house."

Stiles was surprised but he wasn't about question her choices when he didn't have a problem with going to his house.

"Coffee first?" he asked, since he figured she deserved something for even being willing to listen to him.

She smiled. "Of course."

***

They sprawled out on the couch in the front room with coffee and tacos because Lydia had been hungry and Stiles never said no to tacos.

She waved her hand at him and said, with her mouthful because apparently Stiles didn't deserve her good manors "Spit out what it is you want to ask me already. The suspense is killing me."

Stiles snorted but pulled down his shirt sleeve to show her the little tiny scars on his wrist.

She leaned forward to look, eyes narrowing in thought before they widened in surprise.

"Did he-?" she pointed excitedly at his wrist.

"Yep." Stiles said with a nod.

"But you're not-?" she curled her fingers to look like claws.

"Nope."

"Huh." she said, leaning back against the couch and eating more of her taco thoughtfully.

Stiles left her to it and ate his own food. This was why he'd told her after all.

After a few minutes she asked "Have you talked to Derek?"

Stiles grimaced. "I tried. He kicked me out before I could tell him the whole story because since Scott doesn't want him as his alpha that means Derek's not going to help me."

Lydia looked furious. "That's bullshit."

"Sure is." Stiles said in agreement.

She turned to look at him curiously. "So how'd it happen?"

Stiles cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well that's the reason I haven't talked to Scott about it yet."

Lydia looked smug again. "Did you ask for it?"

"No." he paused and watched her pout at having been wrong. "But he offered and I said yes."

Her eyebrows shot up. "He... offered?"

Stiles sighed and told her the unedited story of what happened between him and Peter.

At the end she just said "Huh." again.

"So we're in the same boat." he said.

She frowned but nodded slowly. "Not really. But now I get why you wanted to talk to me."

Stiles was relieved she understood and he agreed that their situations were different.

"Let's compare notes." she finally said.

So they did and afterwords Stiles felt better than he had since he'd agreed to let Peter bite him.

***

The next day at lunch Stiles was outside on the bleachers hiding from Scott because he wanted Stiles to play messenger instead of just getting a pay by the minute burner phone like Stiles had suggested.

Lydia appeared out of nowhere and sat down next to him. "Hiding from Scott?" she asked, the look on her face half amused half fake sympathetic.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" he asked morrosly.

"Allison tried to rope me into passing notes between her and Scott. So I'm hiding from her." she said primly.

"I told him to just get a burner phone."

Lydia cocked her head in thought for a moment before she pulled her phone out and texted someone, hopefully Allison. She's probably listen to reason.

Very casually Lydia said "So have noticed that Isaac Lahey has been acting super weird?"

"Who?" Stiles asked, frowning as he tried to think of anyone that would being acting strange enough for Lydia to not only notice but also bring it up to Stiles.

"He's second string on the lacrosse team." she sent him a judgement look. "You sit next to him at most games."

"Oh." Stiles said shamidly. “That Isaac Lahey."

Lydia rolled her eyes at him. "He's been acting a lot like Scott did after he got bitten. Up to and including getting good at lacrosse overnight and hitting on me."

Stiles frowned. "Why didn't I notice?" he asked, more to himself than Lydia.

She rolled her eyes at him. "When was the last time you went to practice?"

Stiles frowned harder in thought. There hadn't been any practice during spring break but he'd somehow completely missed the practices he should have been to on Monday and Wednesday.

He had no idea how he'd forgotten about them or why no one had called him on it. Coatch and Scott would murder him if he missed practice.

Lydia saw the look on his face and very casually said "I guess you haven't noticed the way you've been kind of mopey lately."

He blinked at her. "Mopey?"

She nodded. "I know you're worried about what's going to happen with our bites but no one else does so to them you just don't look very good."

He made a mental note to tell Coach next time he saw him that he'd been feeling sick and stressed out and that was why he'd missed practice.

Or, maybe, if he did suddenly turn into a werewolf he should just quit the lacrosse team. If Scott and maybe Isaac were on the team that was more than enough werewolves to draw attention to themselves. Stiles didn't want any hunters that might be smart enough to look at small town sport news to get any ideas about him.

Lydia smirked at him. "I can see the wheels turning."

Stiles smirked right back at her. "You know full well how much of an advantage it is to be underestimated. If I do end up being a werewolf than I don't want to be showing that off to the whole school and anyone else that might be watching."

She nodded thoughtfully.

Deciding to change the subject to something a little more pressing he asked "You wanna go on a field trip with me to ask Derek if he's running around turning teenagers into werewolves?"

Lydia grinned at him. "I would absolutely love to ask him why the hell he hadn't come to check up on me."

Stiles grinned right back. Lydia was going destroy Derek and it was going to be beautiful.

***

Stiles and Lydia walked right into Derek's train car of depression and caught him in the middle of giving what looked like a Werewolf 101 class to Isaac and a girl and a guy Stiles was sure they went to school with.

Derek look furious and stalked over to Stiles and Lydia. "What the hell are you two doing here?" he snarled.

Stiles smiled sweetly at him. "We wanted to know if you were running around biting teenagers but I think this answers that question."

Isaac and the other two would be or maybe already werewolves frowned at them in confusion while Derek narrowed his eyes. "It's not any of your concern or hers." he leaned closer to Stiles to hiss "What the hell is she even doing here?"

Lydia leaned closer to Derek and made one of her patented airhead confused looks. "Geeze I have no idea why I should be here." she cocked her head to the side and put her finger to her chin thoughtfully. "I mean it's not as though I was bitten by a werewolf or anything."

Derek had the decency to blanch at the reminder. He pulled himself up and crossed his arms over his chest. "I checked on you in the hospital, you didn't change."

It was Stiles' turn to cock his head to the side, and said thoughtfully, "What the hell does that even mean. If she didn't change what happened?"

Derek glanced back at his would be betas for a moment, looking lost. And Stiles fought back a groan at the realization Derek had no idea what he was doing.

Derek cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Well, the bite didn't kill you so that means you're immune."

Lydia and Stiles stared at him in confusion.

"That means nothing to me." Lydia said with a frustrated shake of her head.

Derek looked equally frustrated. "It means you're not going to turn."

Stiles rubbed his hand across his face. "That's it?"

Derek was starting to look dangriously close to wanting to murder them so Stiles gently put his hand on Lydia's arm and said pointly "Come on Lydia, he's obviously usesless."

She huffed but let Stiles turn her back towards the door.

"Wait, hang on." the guy that Stiles couldn't remember the name of said, coming up to them, looking between them and Derek. "You didn't tell us that other people knew about this other than Scott McCall."

Stiles stared at him in horror. "Oh my god please tell me he told you guys about hunters."

The guy, Boyd, his name was Boyd, frowned some more but nodded. "Yeah he told us about hunters but not about you two." he gestured at Lydia and asked "Did he bite you?"

Stiles groaned deeply. "You don't even know about Peter?"

The girl and Isaac came over to Boyd and gave Derek mildly distrustful looks. Obviously Derek had been counting on them not asking very many questions and he'd definitely not factored Stiles and Lydia into his plans. A real dumb move on his part.

It looked like the lure of becoming a werewolf had been strong enough for them to trust Derek enough to let him bite them, the second he proved to have mislead them they were going to jump ship.

"Who's Peter?" the girl asked, staring Derek down intently.

Derek glowered at all of them. "My uncle. He killed my sister, took the alpha power from her and bit Scott and Lydia. I killed him after he killed several people."

The three betas turned to Stiles and Lydia for confirmation.

Stiles and Lydia looked at each other and then nodded.

"Yeah, that's basically what happened." Stiles said with a shrug.

Boyd was still frowning. "You said the bite would either kill you or turn you, you didn't say anything about a third option."

Derek's jaw clenched even harder. "It's very rare, usually only one in a thousand are immune to the bite."

Stiles and Lydia glanced at each other and when Stiles turned back to look at Derek he noticed that Boyd was watching them.

Finally Boyd said "I have to think about this some more before I agree."

That was interesting.

Lydia curled her hand around Stiles' arm and said "Well, if that's all you have to say Derek than Stiles and I will be on our way."

"Do you think you could give me a ride?" Boyd asked with a very slightly pleading look on his face.

Stiles and Lydia looked at each other again. Lydia shrugged so Stiles said "Yeah sure, no problem."

Boyd smiled before he looked at Isaac and the girl. He raised his eyebrows questioningly and the girl said "Uh, would you mind-"

Stiles waved his hand. "Anyone that wants a ride can have a ride."

He and Lydia turned away from them and walked out the door but not before Stiles caught the look of pure fury on Derek's face. Stiles would not be at all surprised if he showed up at Stiles' house and murdered him.

Stiles really had to look into getting himself some wolfsbane for protection.

Lydia opened the passenger door and pulled the seat forward so that Boyd, the girl, and Isaac could all climb into the back seat.

Once they were settled she hopped in and Stiles took off.

"Ugh." he said with a sigh. "He was so useless."

Lydia hummed. "Yes, but I don't think we were useless." she glanced pointedly over her shoulder.

He heard Boyd sigh and he said "Yeah, I was just about to say yes without even really thinking about it."

Stiles laughed and even to him it sounded a little hysterical. Lydia soothingly touched his arm.

"So..." the girl said "This is already not what I was expecting."

Stiles suddenly took pity on the three of them. After having to watch what Scott had gone through he figured he was in a good enough position to help them the same way he'd helped Scott.

"Do you three want to head to my place and we can go over what happened more in-depth?" he asked, glancing in the rearview mirror to watch their faces.

All three of them looked relieved and Boyd said "That would be great, thank you."

He looked at Lydia and asked "You in or do you want me to take you home?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "Buy me coffee."

Stiles took that as her agreeing to come back to his place.

***

After Stiles had explained everything that had happened over the last two months Boyd, Isaac, and Erica were all visibly calmer.

Obviously the worry they'd felt over finding out that Derek was a murderer had lessened at hearing the whole story.

They were in the middle of eating pizza when Boyd suddenly leaned closer to Stiles and asked "I feel like you left out something."

Stiles raised his eyebrows questingly. "Oh? Like what?"

"Like how Peter bit you and you didn't turn." Boyd said, staring at him intently.

Lydia snorted in amusement and said "Oh, I like this one."

Boyd actually blushed while Erica and Isaac snickered.

Stiles sighed deeply. "We're trying to keep that on the DL guys." he said weakly.

Erica raised her hands in a do no harm gesture. "Hey, your secret's safe with me."

Isaac frowned. "But why is it a secret?"

Stiles chewed on his lip and glanced at Lydia. She looked empassive so he finally said "Scott didn't ask to get bitten and he kind of hates being a werewolf."

Boyd and Erica made matching noses of disgust.

"He sure doesn't act like he hates it." Boyd said.

Stiles shrugged. "Well since I agreed to it he'll... be very mad."

It was Isaac's turn to look disgusted. "If it was your choice, what he wants doesn't matter."

Stiles looked at him in surprise and was even more surprised at the nodes of agreement that Boyd, Erica, and Lydia were giving him.

He just shrugged again and focused on his pizza.

Erica and Issac's heads suddenly snapped up and the front door opened. His dad walked in and then instantly went still at the sight of five teenagers in his living room.

"Uh, what's going on?" he asked hesitantly.

"Uh..." Stiles said eloquently. He hadn't thought about what he would say if his dad got home before everyone left.

Luckily Lydia jumped to his rescue. "We have a history project and decided it would be best to meet here instead of the library, Sir."

His dad blinked at them for a few more seconds before he finally shrugged and came over to get a slice of pizza.

"Hey!" Stiles said half heartedly.

His dad didn't even have the decency to look ashamed of himself. "I am beat so I'm off to bed. You kids try to keep it down okay?" he took off after a course of "Of course, Sir." and only glanced back a couple of times as he left the room.

"Is that normal?" Lydia asked, eyes wide.

Stiles shrugged helplessly. "Maybe he recognized you and didn't wanna like, scare you off or something?"

Lydia rolled her eyes hard while everyone else sniggered.

"Please, if you were going to hit on me you would have done it when we were alone."

Stiles just shrugged awkwardly. He'd been so caught up with what had been going on with their bites that he'd sort of forgotten he was supposed to have a crush on her.

Erica sighed and said, "I should probably get home before my parents call the police." she winced and glanced upstairs. "That would be really awkward."

Everyone gathered up their things and threw away their trash and then piled into the jeep.

After Stiles had pulled away from Boyd's house and Lydia was the last person in the car with him he said "So, that went well."

She hummed and said "I do believe we accidently adopted two stray werewolves and a very curious human."

"Uh, we?" Stiles asked, sounding strangled.

She turned to smirk at him. "Were you planning on handling handling two new werewolves on your own?"

Stiles shrugged helplessly. "I was going to make Scott help?"

She rolled her eyes. "If the way he's been ignoring you the last few days are anything to go by you'd probably have a hard time with that."

Stiles winced at the painful reminder that Scott was still mad at him for not listening to Allison when she said she didn't want Lydia involved.

"I guess in the end it'll depend on if they decided to trust Derek or not." he finally said.

Lydia flipped her hair over her shoulder and smirked at him. "After they saw us willing to share information and having an actual house to spend time in? There's no way they're going back to that walking disaster."

"They might not have a choice." Stiles said quietly, thinking of Peter’s alpha yelling trick.

Lydia shook her head. "If Derek tries anything like that they'll never go back to him and I'm sure he knows at least that much."

Stiles sighed as he pulled up to her house. "Well, I guess we'll just see what happens."

Lydia just smiled at him and hopped out of the car with a wave.

***

At school the next day Boyd, Erica, and Isaac didn't hesitate to talk to either Stiles or Lydia and Stiles figured if they hadn't have ended up with two baby werewolves they at least ended up with three new friends.

It was a strange thought for him to have, not only because it implied that he and Lydia were friends.

Werewolves sure had turned his life on it's head.

All morning Scott sent Stiles confused puppy dog looks and at lunch when Lydia grabbed Stiles and pulled him over to the table were Boyd, Erica, and Isaac were already sitting at Scott wandered after them and awkwardly sat next to Stiles.

"So Scott." Boyd said, giving Scott an obviously fake smile. "Do you notice anything... different about Erica and Isaac here?" he asked, gesturing at the betas.

They both smiled and waved at Scott who frowned at them.

"No?" he said hesitantly.

Boyd, Lydia, and Stiles all sighed while Erica and Isaac sneered at him.

"Wow, you're a shitty werewolf." Erica said.

Scott reared back away from the table in shock. "What the hell is going on?" he whispered at Stiles.

Stiles shrugged. "Derek decided to make some betas."

Scott gasped in horror. "We have to stop him." he said.

All five of them sent Scott identical looks of bafflement.

"Uh, it's a little late for that?" Isaac said hesitantly.

Scott looked stricken. "He can't just around turning people like that! It's wrong!"

Boyd, Erica, and Isaac all looked mildly furious.

"Listen buddy." Erica said, leaning towards Scott. "It's none of your business if we gave consent."

Scott that mulish look on his face and Stiles sighed deeply already knowing what was coming.

"Someone needs to stop him." Scott said.

Stiles waved his hand to stop any protests the others might have. "Okay Scottie. You go right ahead and give Derek a big old lecture on what he can and cannot do without your say so."

Scott nodded decisively while everyone else just looked annoyed.

It was one thing for them to be mad at Derek for not telling them the whole story before they agreed to be turned but it was completely different for someone else to show up and claim that it didn't matter if they had agreed to it, their choice was the wrong choice.

Stiles could sympathize considering that was the exact reason he hadn't told Scott about his own bite yet.

Boyd, Erica, and Isaac all turned to look at him with matching looks of understanding on their face. He was pretty sure none of them would be telling Scott about him behind his back.

***

Later that night when his dad got him he wiggled his eyebrows at Stiles and asked "So how'd it go with Miss Lydia Martin yesterday?"

Stiles shrugged. "Nothing exciting happened."

His dad frowned. "You feeling okay kid?"

Stiles smiled at him. "Yeah, I'm okay."

His dad didn't look at all convinced.

"Actually I wanted to talk to you about something." Stiles said.

"Go for it."

"I'm going to quite lacrosse." he said in a rush.

His dad looked surprised. "Quite lacrosse? How come?"

Stiles shrugged again. "I just realized I'm never going to get off of second string and I've been thinking that there might be something better I can do with my time."

"Like what?" he asked, frown on his face. Stiles was sure he wasn't dissuading his fears at all.

Stiles floundered for a few seconds as he tried to think up something believable he could say.

Luckily his dad took pity on him and asked "Is this really about Jackson and Scott?"

Stiles grabbed the convenient excuse. He gave a deep sigh and said "It's just that it's been made very clear to me that I'm not going to making first line ever and I'd just...reather not deal with any of it at all anymore."

His dad looked a little murderous but finally said, "It's your choice kid. I'm not going to make you do a sport you don't want to do anymore." he paused and frowned before suddenly grabbing Stiles in a hug. "Just remember not to let assholes like Jackson Whittemore force you to stop doing things you like."

Stiles flailed a little in surprise at the hug but he didn't try to pull away. He patted his dad's back. "Yeah, good advice. I'll try not to."

His dad sighed and pulled back. "That's as good as I'm going to get isn't it?"

Stiles grinned at him in answer.

***

It had been a couple of days since Lydia and Stiles had accidently adopted three new friends and Scott had finally taken Stiles' advice on getting a burner phone because, according to Lydia, Allison had told him to. Stiles tried not to feel too annoyed by that.

The only other interesting thing that happened was that Allison's creepy hunter grandfather had come to town and had apparently decided to become the school principal.

Stiles was pretty baffled. He had no idea why the guy would want to be a school principal of all things.

"Allison keeps talking about how creepy bad-touch his is and it's kind of worrying me." Lydia said with a frown.

"And her dad is putting up with that? After the way he kicked Scott's ass when he thought Scott was human?" Stiles asked, shocked.

"She said he seems kind of scared of him and that's freaking her out even more."

"Did you see how her mom's his new secretary?" Boyd asked. "Honestly she scares me a whole hell of a lot more than sad crusty old grandpa Argent."

Lydia smiled at him. "That's because you're smart enough to recognize a dangerous woman and give her the respect she deserves."

Boyd looked pleased about that.

"Why don't you tell Allison to talk to her mom?" Stiles asked. "Or..." he paused and frowned at Lydia. "Or, if worse comes to worse maybe you could tell her mom that he was being creepy with you too?"

Lydia hummed and nodded. "Only as a last resort though."

"You'd need back up with that." Erica said thoughtfully. She and Lydia had a kind of strange relationship. They seemed to get along okay and didn't try to out bitch each other or anything but they also didn't seem to be friends.

Stiles just choaked it up to girls being weird and left them alone to do what they wanted. Which, according to Lydia, was the smart thing to do.

Isaac was still obviously a little uncomfortable and Stiles suspected that there was a lot going on with him beside the werewolf stuff. At least Isaac and Erica had become fast friends.

Boyd was by far the most laid back and easy going of all five of them. He seemed sort of blown over by Lydia half of the time but went along with most of what she wanted. When he didn't agree with her, he argued. It was amazing to watch tiny Lydia go tow to tow with him but it was obvious from watching them that they both really enjoyed the verbal fights they had.

Stiles wasn't sure exactly how he fit in with all of them but he felt... good around them. He felt strangely content. He had no idea why but he eventually liked all of them and liked spending time with them.

Maybe it was all that time he had spent with Scott one on one and then having that suddenly ripped away by werewolves and Allison Argent that had made him be happy with just hanging out doing basically nothing with other people.

***

Stiles was home alone when he heard Lydia knocking on the front door. He wondered when he'd gotten so used to her coming over that he knew what her knock sounded like.

He opened the door for her and took in her slightly smudged make-up, red eyes, and grocery bag in her hand.

"Come on in." he said without even asking what was going on.

She went into the kitchen and pulled out some spoons and then went back into the living room to flop out onto the couch. She pulled out a gallon of Death by Chocolate ice cream and Stiles sat down next to her on the couch.

She handed him a spoon and said "Allison’s being a shit friend and I think I'm being haunted."

Stiles  stared at her as he tried to figure out which one he should tackle first. "Uhh...?" he asked awkwardly.

She glared at him and he gulped. "How articulate of you."

Stiles laughed awkwardly. "Yeah I know. I just have no idea what I should be saying right now."

Lydia gave him a slightly watery smile. "You don't have to say anything, just listen to me."

"I can do that!" Stiles said in relief.

Stiles listened as she told him about Allison not believing her about her haunting idea while Stiles spent a lot of time wincing in sympathy.

Once she was finished talking about Allison she said "As for the being haunted thing."

Stiles sat up more fully to listen because ghosts sounded like something he might be able to help with, girl friends problems.

"I keep seeing this guy around, he said his name is Peter and I didn't really think much about it until I blacked out and woke up without remembering what happened."

"Well shit!" Stiles said in surprise. "Blacking out and not knowing what happened to Scott when Peter was trying to get him to play murder sidekick."

Lydia nodded, because of course she already knew that, Stiles had told her about it.

"I think we should give Derek one more chance to be helpful and if he isn't we'll go off and find the kitchest new-age hippy bookstore we can and buy a bunch of crystals and books on how to expel ghosts."

She chuckled. "Obviously." Relieved that they had at least a tiny plan she picked up the remote for the tv and turn on HGTV reruns while Stiles went to grab his laptop to do research.

***

Derek had rolled his eyes the second the word ghost came out of Lydia’s mouth and had thrown them out of the train car with a quip about them needing to stop wasting his time. Considering the way they’d practically stolen his betas out from under him neither Stiles or Lydia could blame him all that much for not wanting to listen to them, but they were both still annoyed by it.

***

"So we're going on a little road trip this weekend to a bunch of book shops to see if we can find some real books on the supernatural." Lydia said to the cafeteria table at large.

Boyd, Erica, and Isaac all looked interested.

"Is that the royal we?" Boyd asked.

"It depends on if any of you want to go with me." Lydia said, flipping her hair over her shoulder imperiously.

"I'm going." Stiles said, unnecessarily.

"It sounds... fun, I guess." Erica said, probably trying to sound uninterested but she was smiling.

"I'd love to go." Boyd said with a grin.

Isaac looked hesitant. "When you say weekend road trip you don't mean staying at a motel or anything do you?" he asked awkwardly.

"I do not." Lydia said. "I meant we'll be going like three hours away but we'll be back before midnight. Probably."

Isaac relaxed and smiled awkwardly. "Okay, yeah I'd like to go too."

"Great!" Lydia said, even though they'd already expected them to agree. "We're taking my car because I don't trust Stiles' jeep on a good day."

"Hey!" Stiles said, putting his hand over his heart.

"That thing needs an overhaul." Erica said in agreement.

Stiles pouted at her and then stuck his tongue out when Boyd and Isaac nodded along. "You all suck."

"The only one that sucks is you Stilinski." Jackson said, walking behind him and letting his hip hit Stiles' chair hard enough to push it forward.

Stiles rolled his eyes. "If you're implying that I give blow-jobs that's really not a great insult."

Jackson sneered at him. "No I mean that you're just awful."

Stiles stared blankly at him. "I think that might be the worst attempt at giving an insult I've ever heard."

"Why don't you fuck off Jackson." Lydia hissed, annoyance on her face.

Jackson reared back from her in surprise. "Lydia..."

She pointedly turned away from him and when he realized no one at the table cared about his presence he stomped off with a growl that Stiles thought sounded a little.... not human.

He turned to frown at the others. "Derek didn't say anything about biting Jackson did he?" he asked, suddenly remembering how much Scott said Jackson wanted to be a werewolf.

Erica, Boyd, and Isaac all frowned and looked at each other in worry.

"He didn't, but he also didn't tell us about Lydia so who knows." Boyd said, frowning hard at where Jackson had sat down next to Danny.

"I hope he didn't because that would not be good." Stiles said with a shutter.

Everyone else nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

***

Lydia was driving her car and everyone else had played rock paper scissors to see who got to sit in the front seat. Boyd won and grinned smugly while Lydia judged everyone over the top of her sunglasses.

Once they were all settled in, Isaac and Erica in the backseat with Stiles squished in between them, junk food passed around, and drinks squared away Boyd asked "So are we looking for something specific?"

"Ghosts." Lydia said decisively.

"Ghosts?" Isaac splottered.

"Are ghosts a thing?" Erica asked.

"If they're not I'm losing my mind and I know which one I would prefer." Lydia said flippantly.

Everyone was shocked into silence for a few seconds before Boyd finally said "Could you explain that please?"

So Lydia explained her haunting experiences again and Stiles found he was relieved to not be the only other person to know what was going on.

Stiles didn't really believe in that whole adage about two heads being better than one but he did think having someone with fresh eyes look over a problem definitely helped so he was happy to listen to the others throw ideas around.

After a few minutes he said "What I want to know is why he's haunting Lydia and not me."

Lydia looked at him in the rearview mirror. "Hey, if you want him you can have him."

Stiles huffed. "I mean, what's the difference between us that he's haunting you?"

"Huh." Boyd said thoughtfully. "That's a good question."

Lydia frowned in thought. "Hm, you're right. There must be some difference. He bite you last, you'd think you'd be the one seeing his spirit running around."

"Derek said it was rare that you didn't turn so maybe you did turn, just... not into a werewolf?" Isaac suggested tentatively.

Everyone turned to stare at him.

He shifted uncomfortably and said "Well if werewolves exist who's to say other things don't exist too?"

Stiles' and Lydia's eyes meet through the rearview mirror, shocked that that hadn't thought of that.

Erica bumped her shoulder against Stiles’ and huffed "God, I wish Derek was more helpful."

Everyone sighed deeply in agreement.

***

The first three bookstores they went to were complete busts. They didn't even have any books that couldn't be bought online.

The fourth had some old books that looked like they'd seen better days but when Stiles picked them up they made his fingertips tingle strangely.

The woman behind the counter tried to sell Lydia a rose quartz pendant in the shape of an actual rose but the woman said it had to do with good health not ghosts so Lydia refused to buy it on principle. Stiles bought the books and Erica bought the pendent because “Better to be safe than sorry!”

The fifth book store, the one that was farthest away from Beacon Hills had a backroom with a beaded curtain over the doorway and a woman at a shawl covered table inside. She had a crystal ball. She looked up and smiled when Lydia pushed the curtain back, but the smile fell off her face instantly at the sight of her. She pointed over Lydia's shoulder and screamed.

"What are you looking at?" Lydia asked her, eyes wide.

"It's a monster!" the woman yelped.

"Okay..." Lydia said slowly, hiding her excitement in case this woman was messing with them. "What does it look like?"

"Like..." the woman stuttered. "Like.... a bad horror movie werewolf."

Lydia and Stiles looked at each other, eyes wide.

"So do you see ghosts or what?" Erica asked bluntly and the woman flinched.

"What kind of question is that?" she spat.

"A...reasonable one?" Isaac said hesitantly.

She didn't look impressed. She got up and brushed past them all, out into the main part of the store. The man behind the counter didn't even look up from the book he was reading so Stiles suspected stuff like what had just happened happened regularly.

The woman disappeared into the stacks for a few seconds before coming back with a box in her hands. She held the box out to Lydia.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Lydia said flatly.

"Ooh boy Lyds." Erica said sounding gleeful. "We're about to enter next level horror movie shit."

Everyone groaned but Lydia took the Ouija board box from the woman.

"If this summons the devil I'm siccing him on you." Lydia threatened.

The woman rolled her eyes. "As if I haven't heard that before.”

***

They took the ouija board back to Stiles' house and set it up on the kitchen table. They decided to leave the overhead lights on and forgo any candles, just in case it actually worked they didn't want to offend Peter by bringing fire where he might be able to see it and get offended.

They sat down around the table with Stiles and Lydia across from each other and Boyd with a pen and paper ready to write down anything the board might spell out.

Everyone reached out to put their pointer fingers on the planchette and Stiles suddenly realized he had no idea what to say.

Everyone just sat there for a few seconds before Boyd huffed and said "Guess none of you have younger siblings. Move the pointer around a little and then Lydia should call the name of the person we want to talk to."

The planchette slid around the board for a few seconds before it stopped and Lydia took a deep breath. In a slow and steady voice she said "I'd like to talk to Peter Hale please."

For a long moment nothing happened.

And then Stiles felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and a cold chill go up his spine. He felt someone's breath against his ear and Lydia's eyes went huge and her mouth dropped open in shock as she stared over his shoulder.

He heard a familiar voice loudly whisper in his ear, "I can't believe you just tried to talk to me on a Ouija board."

Stiles swallowed hard but refused to turn around. He didn't even twitch.

Lydia's eyes met his and he nodded at her. She visibly pulled herself together and said "I'd like to know why the hell you're haunting me."

Boyd, Isaac, and Erica were looking back and forth between Lydia and Stiles. They looked confused but none of them said anything, waiting for the planchette to move.

Peter chuckled in Stiles' ear and whispered "I see why you like her so much. She has moxy."

Stiles rolled his eyes and relaxed a little. He was pretty sure now that this was actually Peter and not some rando ghost and Stiles knew how to deal with Peter Hale.

"Just answer the question Peter." he said in exasperation.

He heard Peter's breath catch, and how a ghost could breathe wasn't really something Stiles wanted to think about.

"Aren't you full of surprises." the words barely any sound at all, and for a moment it felt like he was touching Stiles' wrist where the bite scar was, which just happened to be the hand Stiles had on the planchette. Stiles jumped at the phantom touch but he refused to let go, having seen one too many horror movies about what happens when you broke the summoning circle.

Peter chuckled. Stiles felt Peter’s hand slid from his wrist up to lay across Stiles’ hand and he suddenly felt his mouth moving  "I need a little help getting back on my feet and I was hoping Lydia would do something for me."

Lydia's eyes narrowed. "Why would I do anything for you? You attacked me, remember?"

"And that's why I didn't just ask." Peter, or was it Stiles, staid in exasperation.

"If I do this favor for you and you 'get back on your feet' will you be leaving me alone?" Lydia asked shrudly.

"Sure, if you help me I'll leave you alone. But I could also explain to you why the bite didn't turn you." he said, obviously hoping that Lydia would be tempted into helping him.

Lydia pretended to think about it but Stiles already knew she'd accept. And if she decided she didn't want to help him than Stiles would. He almost desperately wanted to know what the hell was going on.

"Alright, fine, I'll help you." Lydia said finally, trying to sound put upon.

"You really won't have to do much. There's really one one hard part." Peter said teasingly.

***

They were all spread out on the pullout couch and watching a very dumb horror movie about ouiji boards.

Boyd and Stiles were sitting shoulder to shoulder while Lydia sat in Stiles’ lap and laid with her head on Boyds thigh. Her legs were across Erica’s stomach where she was laying next to Stiles, pressing her knees against Stiles’ other shoulder, her head pressed against Isaac’s, who was laying spread out across the bottom of the pullout, ridiculous long legs hanging off the edge.

"It was so creepy." Boyd said. "It was like someone was using you like a puppet."

"It kind of made me want to throw up." Erica said casually.

Isaac still looked a little sick and had his arms over his eyes. "I'm never touching one of those things again." he groaned.

"I just don't get it." Stiles said absently. "Why could Lydia and I hear him but no one else could..."

"Maybe because he bit both of you but not any of us." Boyd suggested.

"That has to be it." Lydia said. “No, the weird part is him talking through you and not me.”

“Actually I think that was because you wanted to talk to him in the first place.” Stiles said, as confident in his answer as he could be, all things considered.

Lydia hummed thoughtfully.

"How the hell are we going to convince Derek to help?" Isaac asked. "That's going to be the real hard part."

Everyone groaned in agreement.

"Well, at least we have about a month to figure it out." Stiles said hopefully.

"But why does it have to happen on my birthday?" Lydia whined and everyone chuckled a little.

"We could celebrate the day before or after?" Erica suggested, sounding a little hesitant.

Lydia gave a huge put upon sigh but Stiles knew she was a little pleased by what Erica had said.

Stiles looked around at these people he accidentally became so comfortable with as to have, dare he say it, a puppy pile with.

He poked Lydia in the leg and asked her "How'd this happen?" arm waving around at the others.

She rolled her head to frown at him. She shrugged and said "Werewolves I guess."

"Huh." Stiles said.

***

All five of them were mostly asleep, and it was well past midnight but everyone except Isaac and Stiles had called their guardians to ask to spend the night so it didn't really matter.

Everyone had raided Stiles' closet except for Boyd, who had wisely brought spare clothes because he'd apparently used to be a boy scout.

They were all still sprawled out on the pullout couch but they were watching classic monster movies instead of awful B ones.

"You're dad's home." he heard Erica mutter from where she was painting Stiles’ toe nails. She'd found the nail pollish in Lydia’s purse and had painted everyone's nails to match, much to everyone's amusement.

He hummed in acknowledgement and when he dad walked through the front door, he sent him a lazy wave.

His dad went still the same way he had the last time he found them all in the living room and asked "History project going well?"

There were a lot of sleepy murmurs of agreement.

He nodded awkwardly and stepped closer to the couch. "Ah, Isaac right?" he asked and Isaac's head shot up in surprise.

"Yes, sir?" he asked, eyes slightly terrified.

"Will you come with me into the kitchen? I need to talk with you."

Isaac looked horrified. Everyone quickly shook off their sleepiness and sat up to look at his dad.

"What's going on?" Stiles asked, suspicious at his dad's 'talking to a witness' tone.

His dad winced. "I'm afraid it's bad news, Isaac."

Isaac made a soft wounded sound and grabbed at Erica. "Just tell me here please." he whispered but he obviously already knew what had probably happened.

He only had one family member after all.

His dad didn't look too happy but he said gently "Your father was murdered a few hours ago."

Isaac gasped in shock. "Murdered?"

His dad nodded sadly. "I'm afraid so. Unfortunately we're still trying to figure out what happened so I can't tell you much." he paused and looked over all them with a frown. "I do have to ask you a question though."

Stiles knew what he was going to ask and jumped in before Isaac could get even more upset. "All of us have been together since seven this morning."

His dad's eyebrows went up. "Why so early?"

Lydia answered him. "For the history project, we had to go find some old books and one of the book stores we went to was several hours away."

His dad didn't really look very convinced but he nodded. "And none of you've left here alone after you got here?"

This time Boyd answered. "No sir, we got here and worked on our project and never left."

His dad sighed and gave Isaac an awkward pat on the shoulder that Isaac flinched away from.

His dad cleared his throat and gave Isaac a knowing, if sad, look. "Well, I'm glad you're all together. I have to go back to the station but Isaac you can stay here tonight, okay?"

Isaac nodded and Stiles started planning before his dad was even out the front door.

"Are you okay?" Erica asked quietly.

Isaac sniffled and said "The only thing I can think about is what's going to happen tomorrow."

Lydia gently reached out and touched his shoulder. "That's completely normal."

Boyd nodded. "It's the shock."

Isaac looked a little relieved and laid back down on the mattress, curling up and pressing up against as many of them as he could. No one pulled away, not even Lydia.

"There was a situation with the McCalls a few years ago." Stiles said quietly. "My dad got all the foster care paperwork and home vestest all done just in case we had to take care of Scott. He's kept it all up to date, just in case."

Isaac tipped his head back to look up at Stiles in surprise. Tears welled up in his eyes and he quickly hid his face in his arms. "I can't go live with strangers. What if I hurt them on the full moon or something?"

Stiles gently pet through Isaac's hair. "My dad's never seen your puppy dog eyes. They're way better than Scott's and he caved under the combination of them and my flawless logic."

Isaac sniffled again but nodded which was good enough for Stiles.

Everyone curled up and squished together with Isaac in the middle.

They slept off and on and all took turns soothing away Isaac nightmares.

~~~

Peter was... somewhere. He didn't know where exactly but he had the suspicion he was in between places.

Strangely enough he’d always believed in reincarnation, no heaven, no hell, just a never ending cycle of birth, life, and death.

It was comforting to think that no one really died, they just ended up...somewhere else.

Of course, Peter had gone that extra step to make sure that he didn’t end up somewhere else so he shouldn’t have been surprised over the darkness.

It was entirely possible he’d been buried alive.

What a disturbing thought.

Peter would have been more worried if he couldn’t freely move his limbs.

There was nothing blocking his way, nothing above him, nothing below him, he felt like he was floating in water… Only there was no water and he could feel himself breathing in air.

If he was dead why would he need to breath?

He doubted he’d ever get an answer to any questions he had.

If time passed while he was… wherever it was, he didn’t feel it. One moment he was in nothing and the next he was standing in Lydia Martin’s bedroom.

It was a shock to the system.

He swayed on his feet and stumbled to the ground. He lay there for some time, struggling to get himself under control.

At least he now had concrete proof that his plan had worked.

And Lydia was fast asleep in bed had hadn’t realized he was in the room with her, hadn’t seen him struggling.

He could see sunlight come in from an uncovered window, watched it slid slowly across the carpet to cover his hand.

He couldn’t feel the warmth of it.

Suddenly Lydia was sitting up in bed, stretching out her arms and yawning wide.

She slid out of bed and...walked right through Peter.

Apparently ghosts were real.

All things considered for some reason Peter hadn’t considered he’d become a ghost.

~~~

Peter decided being a ghost was incredibly boring.

He couldn’t really...do much.

Sometimes he could follow Lydia around but he could never hear anything, never smell anything.

As a werewolf he’d known he relied heavily on his senses and to have them suddenly… just gone was terrible.

It was like he was consistently in a hazy cloud. Only worse because he could see everything around Lydia clearly, he just couldn’t interact with it in any way.

The times when he was with Lydia seemed random, and when he wasn’t with her he was back in the nothing ocean.

He wasn’t really sure which one was worse.

Finally, after time had seemed to pass for her but not at all for him he realized he could say words to her.

Sometimes.

That seemed to happen at random too.

The whole thing was enough to drive him crazy.

Again.

At least he’d decided it was more interesting than being trapped in his own motionless body.

At least as a ghost he could walk around a little bit.

And sometimes Lydia was interesting.

Or rather, sometimes she did interesting things.

Peter could not care any less about what a teenage girl did in her spare time or what she did in school but she seemed to have somehow become friends with Stiles and that...that caught Peter’s attention.

He couldn’t hear what they talked about, couldn’t even read their lips, no matter how hard he tried, but he could watch their body language.

Stiles didn’t seem to be doing very well.

He looked tired and stressed out.

It wasn’t what Peter had been expecting.

He’d thought that Stiles would relish being a werewolf, that he would take to it like a duck to water.

But he seemed to be struggling.

Peter found himself strangely annoyed that he couldn’t do anything to help him.

Peter certainly hadn’t wanted to help Stiles before he’d died. And while he’d had some vague ideas about what he would do if he didn’t die, he’d been fairly confident he would so he hadn’t felt the need to help Stiles even after he’d bitten him.

Maybe it was because he’d died before the bite could fully take, before a bond could form between them.

But then Lydia and Stiles did something interesting.

Peter found himself standing behind Stiles.

Stiles, Lydia, and their three new little friends that seemed to have come out of nowhere but were obviously in the know, although how they knew he had no idea, were sitting around the table in Stiles’ kitchen.

With a Ouija board.

Of all the ridiculous ideas.

Peter could feel the nothingness and something else creeping around them, the fluorescent overhead lights not nearly enough to keep it back.

He curled possessively around Stiles’ shoulders, staring down the room in general. He’d bitten Stiles, and whatever it was that was hovering around, drawn out by the summoning circle, half assed as it was, couldn’t have him while Peter was still interested.

He watched shadows roll and writhe around Lydia and the others at the table, slip underneath it and pool there, waiting.

Peter didn’t know shit about Ouija boards, outside of terrible teen horror movies, but he knew about summoning circles and he knew they should never be broken without taking proper precautions.

He murmured in Stiles’ ear, hoping that maybe, because Stiles had had a hand in calling him out he would be able to hear him.

And he could. He could feel him shivering under his hands, could suddenly feel warmth, could feel something, and it was amazing.

He wanted to bask forever in this break from the never ending nothingness.

Peter whispered in Stiles’ ear and his words fell from Stiles’ lips and floated to Lydia.

When Peter had bitten Stiles he had never expected that they would share such a connection.

Never thought that Peter’s...sprite? Consciousness? His very self could touch Stiles and use him as a conduite.

Just being able to physically feel anything, to hear Stiles’ voice, his heartbeat, to be able to breath in his scent.

It should have sent Peter spiraling.

Instead being able to so fully focus on one person in a way he’d never, ever done before grounded him.

He watched the shadows and the nothingness and the presence in the room slide away and for one moment he felt alive again.

And he knew when he was back, when was really truly alive, he wouldn’t forget how he had felt in that moment.

He tightened his grip on Stiles’ hand.

#steter #my fics #my shit #yes i know it's another wip #i promise i will finish it eventually

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Woo-hoo! 🥳 Time for a weekend full of Steter fics from previous Steter Bangs! 😎

Eager To Tear Apart The Stars Author: NacreousGore Collection: Steter Bang 2021 Art: Here by Smalls2233 Rating: E Words: 19,571 Summary: "Hellbent on acquiring something of immense personal gain from the latest beast in the woods of Beacon Hills, Peter coerces a protesting Stiles into accompanying him - using him as bait for his own intentions, and ultimately his gratification too."

As Cold as the Winter is Author: esoterica Collection: Steter Big Bang (2015) Rating: M Words: 20,037 Summary: "In a post-apocalyptic world, Stiles makes a deal with Peter Hale to save the world - or his dad and Beacon Hills, at least. Somewhere along the way, the terms of that deal change."

I Know That All Beneath The Moon Decays Author: gemjam Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Art: Here by redcrate Rating: E Words: 16,335 Summary: "Peter has all but given up on existing outside of his niece and nephew when he meets someone who the world has hurt in such similar ways they can't help being drawn to one another."

My Soul Is Gone Author: Mysenia Collection: 14K Steter Reverse Bang (2018) Rating: M Words: 14,030 Summary: "Stiles is slowly losing his soul to the nogitsune, tired after fighting it for more than six years. He is about to give up fighting when Scott gets bitten by a rogue alpha werewolf. As that is just unacceptable, Stiles sets out to figure out who thought it would be okay to try and take his best friend from him, and then rend them limb from limb. It does not quite go the way he plans."

Blazing Sun Author: HyperLittleNori Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Embedded by Firebull Rating: E Words: 27,167 Summary: "If he closed his eyes he knew he’d see them again, see their clawed fingers reaching for him through the door that had never closed. Through the void. The darkness was connected to him still through a wound that wasn’t healing, that should never have been there in the first place.  Stiles and the Nogitsune were connected too strongly when Kira stabbed him with her sword. Now Stiles is left with a magical wound that only grows bigger as time passes..."

Something Powerful Between Your Thighs Author: Bunnywest Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Embedded by Platypusesrneat Rating: E Words: 18,594 Summary: "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."

I'd Give It All For You Author: Tahlruil Collection: Steter Reverse Bang (2019) Art: Embedded by CinnamonLily Rating: T Words: 12,356 Summary: "Peter was damn near ready to pull his hair out. That scent, that fucking scent, was still haunting him. It was all over the campus and it should have been child's play to find the source. Instead he was chasing his own tail more than anything, going 'round in circles and never finding what should have been a goddamn two-by-four in a pile of sand. It left him frustrated and half-feral, always a hairs-breadth from losing what had once been impeccable control. He hid that as best he could - a werewolf without a pack couldn't afford any real slip-ups - but he'd sent more than one co-ed fleeing from smiles that were more snarl than anything else."

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