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andreafmn · 4 years ago

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I’m Not Afraid - Chapter 4

Word Count: 3,616

Characters: Female Reader Argent Character, Original Male Argent Character, Derek Hale, Allison Argent, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin, Chris Argent, Jackson Whittemore

Story Description: (Y/N) Argent arrived at Beacon Hills to put to rest her father’s sister, Kate Argent. For the first time, her family has decided to settle down and sustain a life in this interesting small town. After 17 years, (Y/N) has the opportunity to establish interpersonal relationships but will she be ready to face the complications that come with relating to her cousin’s, Allison, friends; especially, the infamous Derek Hale. She will face the adventure of being associated with the Derek and McCall pack as well as being faced with the discovery of certain aspects of her life she never imagined.

*DISCLAIMER* I do not own in any way Teen Wolf, all credits of the pre-established characters, script, and storyline belong to Jeff Davis and MTV Network. The only thing I own is Argent Reader insert, her immediate family, and her storyline, as well as her effects in the others’ storyline.

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Chapter 4

After the eventful day yesterday, I could say that today was extremely boring. For some unknown reason, Stiles and Jackson had not shown up to school. But, after what happened I would have missed too, but I left my bike here and I needed to get it back. I wasn’t planning on staying longer than needed. Once the day was over and the clock hit three, I sped off to my house. I was still tired from yesterday and all I wanted to do was take a big long nap. My body felt heavy, and my head hurt like hell.

But once I got home, I knew that I wouldn't be sleeping like I wanted to.

"What are you doing here, Derek?" I asked as I took off my helmet.

"We need to talk."

"No, we don't. There's nothing to talk about."

"(Y/N), please. You have been avoiding me for almost two weeks now. I need to know why." He sounded desperate.

"And I want to know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop. Guess we won't be getting any answers today." I tried to walk to the door, but he grabbed my arm. "Let. Me. Go."

"Please, just talk to me. Give me a reason." His stare burned a hole in me. "Please."

"Seriously, Derek. Just leave me alone." He finally let me go, my arm feeling cold missing his touch.

"I won't stop until you talk to me and explain."

"Then get comfortable, sour wolf, you'll be waiting a long time." I entered the house and locked the door, finally letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I changed into comfortable clothing and started cleaning the house. My parents would be here tomorrow, and I wanted to make sure the house was spotless. Truly, I just needed something to take my mind off Derek. Why did he make me feel this way? Yesterday the only thing I was wondering was why HE was there. And I didn't want to think that way. I didn't want to care about him. Not now, not ever.

After I finished cleaning, I found myself with nothing to do, so I ran upstairs and took a shower. I tried to take all the time in the world but there wasn't enough. I got out and went to bed thinking of the events of yesterday.

I was running through the forest and I felt someone chasing me. No matter how fast I ran, the creature ran faster. Before I knew it my body had collided with the floor and towering above me was the thing that had screeched last night. It looked lost, like it needed to find his purpose. His slit eyes stared down onto mine and his sharp teeth expelled a sort of saliva that trickled down to my face. His tail was moving up and down my legs teasing a cut. I wanted to move but I knew if I did it would try to kill me, so I stayed put. I closed my eyes and awaited what would happen but instead of death, a roar sounded. Startled, the creature screeched, and I screamed back.

I woke up screaming and sweating just 5 minutes before my alarm would make a sound. I got out of my bed and went to take a shower to relieve me from the dream I just had. It sounded just like the screech from two nights ago. My body felt cold, and I had goosebumps everywhere. To calm my nerves, I put the water in a hot temperature and let it ease my muscles and relax my body. I would have maybe called Isaac but, after knowing he's somewhat involved with whatever is going on and him being a douchebag the last few days, I didn't even bother looking up his contact. Maybe it was for the best. After the year ended I could cut ties without any remorse.

Once I was done with my shower I changed into comfortable clothes once again and ran down the stairs. For more than an hour I was enjoying a horror movie on TV when I heard the doorknob rattle.

"Mom! Dad!" I ran and jumped on both.

"Hey, munchkin." My dad ruffled my hair and hugged me.

"Hey, darling. How did your week go?" My mom asked. How could I explain to her something I didn't know?

"Pretty uneventful. Just hanging out around the house, organizing my room and stuff. But, enough about me. Come in, settle down, tell me about your week."

"Honey, why don't you go sit down, we need to talk about something." I looked at my mom weirdly and went to the kitchen to sit down.

"What's going on?" I looked at my parents who were fixing up dinner.

"Munchkin, you know how each year we have to move due to my business. Well, this year is gonna be different."

"We're not moving. Dad, you've said that before. How do I know you're not lying again?"

"We took this week kind of on a trial basis. You’re getting older and can handle bigger responsibilities like taking care of yourself and the house by yourself. So, it seems that we can be away for elongated periods of time and you’ll be just fine. And in any case, your uncle is here to take care of you."

"We will be living here in Beacon Hills and any business that needs to be taken care of we will just leave town for a few days. Are you okay with that?" My mother smiled.

"Okay?! I'm beyond okay!" I jumped up from the stool and hugged my parents. "This is the best news ever!"

"That's great, honey. Now go do something while I start dinner."

When my parents told me the news that we were staying the first person that came to mind was Derek.

I had been avoiding him for such a long time and he did deserve some answers and maybe I could get some from him about what was going on in this freak show of a town. I decided to text him and told him to meet me at his house in the woods. I awaited his answer and rode my bike down the now familiar trail. And just as he had said, there he was, waiting on the front steps of the house.

"Hey, Derek," I said softly. It was hard to swallow my pride after the way I had been acting.

"Hey, (Y/N). Are you finally ready to talk?" He said in a calm and soothing voice. Absolutely the opposite of what I was expecting. I nodded my head and sat down next to him. "So, why have you been avoiding me? Is it something I did?"

"No. I just had to."

"You had to?"

"Look, all my life I have had to pack everything up and leave behind a whole life. Every time the year ends, I need to forget about one life and start another. I have ignored so many people that have only been nice to me because I don't want to grow attached. Cause when I leave, I know I will never see them again and I'd rather be alone than have to pass through that heartache."

"So, once we started growing close you had to cut ties so you could forget about me." I nodded and he let out a sigh. "I get it. But you could've told me."

"Yeah? How? Hey, I'm gonna start to forget you now so I don't have to later. Wouldn't be too sensitive, would it?"

"No, but I would have understood." He looked at me. His eyes held kindness and understandings, things I didn’t deserve for my actions. "But why are you telling me now?"

"My parents told me that we're not leaving this time. We're here for good."

"So that means you'll stop ignoring me?"

"Yes." He smiled and gave me a hug. I hugged him back. "Now that I have given you answers, I need some in return."

"Like?"

"What the hell happened on Thursday?"

"Oh. That." He paused for a second and groaned, but I motioned him to answer me. "Of course. But what I tell you right now must stay between us, and you must give me your word that no one will know that I was the one who told you. Not Scott or Allison, not even your parents."

"Is it that important?"

"Absolutely. Look what's happening here, it's not normal nor human."

"What are you talking about, Derek?" I chuckled.

"Everything around you are not what it seems. There's just no easy way to say this."

"Derek, ballpark it."

"I'm a werewolf, an alpha. And so is Scott, Isaac, Erica, and Boyd, they're betas. Your family, including Allison, are hunters. They kill people like me and the others. That screech you heard yesterday, it came from a Kanima. A walking snake-like creature that kills people, murderers exactly, after paralyzing them with a type of venom it creates." He looked into my eyes trying to search for something. An answer, a sign, anything. It just wasn't there. "(Y/N), please. Say something."

I tried to speak up, but nothing came out. Maybe it was the shock, maybe I wasn't ready to hear this, maybe I didn't want to know that everyone around me was different. Out of this world, sort to speak. Everything was changing and I couldn't do anything about it. I saw Stiles' jeep coming closer. Out of it came Scott, Allison, and, obviously, Stiles. I got up from the steps, ignoring their calls and Derek calling my name.

"Where are you going, (Y/N)?"

"Home." I turned on the motorcycle and tried to leave but I couldn't. I was frozen, listening to their conversation.

Derek's POV "What's happening?" Stiles asked.

"She's leaving, dimwit. Don't you have eyes?"

"Why would she leave like that?" Allison questioned and directed her sight to me. "What did you do?"

"Nothing. We were just talking."

"What exactly where you guys talking about?" Scott asked.

"Everything."

"As in." I stared at him and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, everything."

"Derek, why the hell would you do that?! It was not in your place to tell her about that."

"Oh, like you would have told her anything. Just like you're telling Lydia. She came to me for answers, and I gave them to her."

"That is none of your business."

"I was not going to continue to lie to her. You do whatever the hell you want but I couldn't go on like that."

"Honestly, Derek. What is your problem?! She's nothing to you so I don't understand why you had to bring her into this twisted world." Allison screamed.

"You know why she has to know. I accept that it's not my place, but I knew you wouldn't say anything and, also, I didn't bring her into this. Your bloodline did. Don't pin this on me." Allison starts fuming and closing the gap between us but stops dead in her tracks when she heard the same thing all of us heard. (Y/N) falling off her bike.

"(Y/N)!!" I ran towards her and picked her up.

"Don't touch her!" Allison screamed.

"You can't tell me what to do." I bumped our shoulders and headed towards the house. "But if you wanna help out you can follow me."

Fuming, Allison followed me into the living room with the trail of puppies on her back. She helped me gently lay down (Y/N) on the couch whilst Scott found some gauze and alcohol for a scratch on her face and hopefully what would wake her.

After cleaning the wound, I held a gauze dripping with alcohol under her nose, but nothing happened.

"This is what I wanted to avoid. She seems so strong, but she is so fragile too. I wanted her to find this all out through her parents. Not some stranger she just met." Allison spoke to Scott.

"I think you underestimate the strength she has. And trust me, I am no stranger to her." I spat at her. "At least I was the only one brave enough to give her the answers she was seeking."

"Derek, honestly I could give two shits about what you think right now. It's your fault she fainted. Again, you had no fucking right."

"Look, Allison, I get it. You don't want her in this world because she's better than you. I get it." I smirked at her and she lunged at me. Scott held her back but I wanted the reaction. I was completely fuming, (Y/N) deserved better than lies.

As she struggled, Stiles’s words brought us back from the fight.

"Guys, she's waking up."

I directed my gaze again to (Y/N) and noticed her eyes fluttering open. "See, she's fine."

"But she wasn't."

"Well, she is now." I gritted my teeth.

(Y/N)'s POV

"Um, guys, yeah. I'm still here stop talking about me as if I were gone."

"Are you okay? How are you feeling?" Allison asked as if I had hurt myself.

"I'm fine. My body is functioning normally, my legs are moving one after the other, my lips are opening and closing, and my tongue is moving, and my arms are flailing. I'm super."

"Take it easy, (Y/N). You just found out a lot of stuff." Scott said.

"Yeah, you two are werewolves." I pointed at him and at Derek, then at Allison. "And you, along with our family, a hunter." I looked at Stiles. "And you're human, like me."

"And?" Derek asked in a harsh tone as if trying to keep up the mean façade he had. It made me angry, but the worry was evident in his eyes.

"It's fine. It's weird but fine." This time I did get on my motorcycle and started it.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" Stiles tried to stop me midway.

"Um, as I said before, home."

"You can't drive in this state, especially in a motorcycle. You could crash!"

"Allison, I have never in my life of driving crashed a motorcycle whereas cars, enough to start a small dealership, and some of them weren't even mine. I think I'm good." As I tried to leave, once again I was stopped. This time by Derek.

"I'll take you home."

"Um, you've done enough. I'll take her home." Allison stepped in. They got in each other's faces and I had to step in between them.

"Mom, dad. Stop. I hate when you fight." I snorted. "Sorry, but I'll take myself home."

Before any of them could answer I got on my motorcycle and sped off the same way I came through. When I got home, I was out of breath and dizzy. Everything Derek had said kept replaying in my mind over and over, like an endless loop of unimaginable words that seemed to be part of a dream. The front door of my house seemed so far, and it felt like almost half an hour had passed until I got there. Everything passed by slowly and blurry.

My father called out to me and it felt like I answered but I had no idea what I said. Maybe something in the lines of I'm tired, I'm gonna go to bed. I ascended the stairs one step at a time until I reached the top. It felt like climbing the Great Wall of China, but finally, I made it to my bedroom. Once I entered, I got the scare of my life and everything went back to normal. Derek was in my room.

"What the hell are you doing here, Derek?!" I yelled in a soft whisper.

"I wanted to see if you were really okay. You didn't seem good when you left."

"I'm fine," I said in a cold voice and started looking for my pajamas. He wasn't believing me, and neither was I. "Seriously, Derek. I am."

"You don't seem or sound fine. I heard you when you got here, you were out of breath and you took your time to get up the stairs as if it was the biggest climb of your life." It was evident that he was worried about me but there was nothing to worry about. I may still be in a bit of shock. He just needed to chill. Deep down I knew how scared I was. The world had turned into different stop frames. I could see everything pass me by inch by inch. I had time for everything. I could easily have gone to the other side of the planet and back and not more than a minute could have passed.

I went to the bathroom and changed in hopes that he would leave, even though I didn’t want him to. He didn't. He looked around my book collection which, I may add, is quite big. My father had some people make a built-in bookcase and desk. It was probably my favorite place in the whole house, the kitchen ended second. Derek had taken one of my favorite books in his hand.

"Pride and Prejudice? Hm, never would have pictured you to read this kind of book."

"There's many things you don't know about me, sour wolf."

"Seriously, you're gonna keep calling me that? Even after you know it's true."

"That makes it more fun." I smiled weakly. "So, werewolf, huh?" He nodded. "And my family is filled with hunters." He nodded again. "And they hunt you."

"(Y/N), if this is too much for you, we can leave you out of it."

"It doesn't matter if you leave me out of it, I'll still be involved. I just don't want anything to change."

"I know. Me either." He said looking down. I walked over to him and hugged him needing some type of warmth. His arms engulfed me, and I felt relieved, completely forgetting how mad I was at him for being a dick not a few hours ago.

"It's just for the first time in my life I thought I cloud have a normal life with my family and new friends. I hoped to settle in a normal town where it's so boring, but you fall in love with the people there and never want to leave. I guess I just wanted normal."

"And I just ruined that." He sighed, his chest rising and falling against my head. "I'm sorry."

"Don't blame yourself. My parents would have brought me into that world soon enough. I think that's why they've had me working out and training for no apparent reason. They were hoping I would join the family business."

"Would you?"

"Huh?" I looked up at him.

"If they asked you to become a hunter, would you?"

"If I hadn't met Isaac, or your pack, or Scott... or you, I probably would have. But I can't be a part of something that hunts innocent creatures just because they believe the whole species is bad." He nodded but stayed quiet.

I went over to my bed in hopes he would stay but he made his way to the window. I don't know what came over me, but I called out to him. "Don't go. Stay, please."

Without another word he turned off the lights and sat next on the chair that was in the corner next to my bed. Finally, I drifted off with the possibility of words flowing from his mouth.

Derek's POV

"I'll never leave you." I whispered to her as she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep. After some time, she started squirming and her heartbeat began to race. I sat next to her, and without waking up, she got closer and snuggled into my chest. I put an arm around her and heard her heartbeat slowly go back to normal.

At around midnight I heard voices arguing downstairs. I didn't mean to overhear but I couldn't help it.

"You went looking for her again, didn't you, Henry?"

"Of course, I did. I'll look for her until the day I die."

"You know you'll never find her. That was the point. You told her to hide, and she did. So much that not even you can find her. I guess she didn't love you enough." She sighed. "And even if you found her, your father would use all his power to kill her."

"At least I loved her more than I'll ever love you, and that's enough for me."

After that, a long silence.

Then, a door slammed shut.

Moments after I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.I tried my best to move in case they decided to check in with her, but (Y/N)’s grip on me only tightened. I had no escape other than to brace myself for whatever could happen.

My heart started to race faster and faster as the steps became closer to the room.

Step.

Her mother was right outside her door, probably debating waking her daughter up to wish her a good night. My breath hitched in my throat when the door handle started to softly turn; the gears in my brain turning, looking for the quickest escape. The door handle had turned completely and I prepared myself to run. But, it was let go. The footsteps receded and ended in the room next to (Y/N)’s. Once I heard her settle in bed I finally relaxed. I curled (Y/N) onto me and wrapped her tight. Something in me just wanted to protect her and let her know she’s not alone. I hadn’t felt this way in a long time and for the first time I wanted to see where it could lead.

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shanastoryteller · 4 years ago

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Questions about outlines: How detailed are they? Are they the same level of detail or do they vary? How do you make your outlines? Chronologically scene by scene? Or do you come up with the scenes that call you and then come up with smaller filler scenes to fill in the gaps? Do you have outlines for each chapter? Or just for the larger general plot points? Do you try to complete the outlying before starting the fic? Or do you add to the outline as you go? Sorry if this is to many at once

lmao okay i got several asks about outlines but i’m just going to answer this one because it’s ~comprehensive~

every writing teacher i’ve ever had has hated my outlines. my friends find them incomprehensible.

if people are going to look at my answers as ways to do their own outlines, i have to say: that’s probably not a good idea

i don’t write outlines a majority of the time

i don’t write outlines to plan a story i’ve already decided to write

i write outlines primarily as a way to exorcise story ideas that i want to write but don’t want to actually commit to writing (answer prompts are another way i do this lol)

now, some things do get outlines as a way to plan and organize. survival is a talent has an outline because it’s 400k and spans six years. child king had an outline. needy’s body had an outline.

b u t

i’m currently writing rotten work without an outline

lynchpin didn’t have an outline

hope is the thing with feathers didn’t have an outline

never grow a wishbone only had an outline for the first couple of chapters

an invincible summer didn’t get an outline until like. chapter 4 of 6.

i just. uh. think about what i want to happen and then hope i remember to write it down. even when i do an outline, i’ll deviate from it wildly, and not update it to reflect that, because i know what i’m doing (ha!)

so! with that in mind, let’s go!

How detailed are they? Are they the same level of detail or do they vary?

they vary! but honestly - not very. sometimes i’ll write out a paragraph or bits of dialogue that are important to me, but most of the time it’s just broad strokes of what i want to happen, or a mechanism of how something complicated happens. like i have several paragraphs in my siat outline dealing with necromancy books, but like. two sentences on how they actually occur in the story because that’s just something i’m trusting myself to figure out when i sit down to write it.

How do you make your outlines? Chronologically scene by scene? Or do you come up with the scenes that call you and then come up with smaller filler scenes to fill in the gaps?

I try to put them chronologically, although sometimes that’s a little hard (in siat i have several scenes that i know will happen, i just don’t know when). that is something i will go back and edit on my outlines, is if i’ve changed the order the something happens i’ll go back and copy and paste until my outlines is in the right order. but only if the outlines is something i’m actually using to write and the story is longer than a couple of chapters.

because my outlines are so very not detailed, i just write down what it is that i want to write, like the reason i’m going to write this or want to write this, and figure out the rest later. i’ll fill it in later - or i won’t! because most of the time i don’t use my outline to actually write the story, and i use it more as an idea list, so if i don’t know what happens between scenes or i find it boring i just won’t write it down

like, for example, here is my “outline” for won’t even plant a garden in it’s entirety

weep as a woman

“you weep as a woman weeps.” “and how is that?” “as if the future rests on your hips, and you must walk it forward.”

crowley and eve were friends. cain killed abel with the flaming sword, and crowley begged them to say it was with a rock instead

crowley was raphael the painter and fucked michelangelo

crowley was there the night yeshua was born, was friends with mary, helped raise yeshua?

ghosts

crowley and anathema and joan of arc

i ended up dropping most of this and crowley ended up sleeping with both eve and yeshua as the major plot points. i don’t explain stuff, really. i know what i mean so i just don’t bother to get very detailed most of the time.

Do you have outlines for each chapter? Or just for the larger general plot points?

siat i divide up by year, and i think i did it by chapter for the last two chapters of build your wings on the way down, but otherwise it’s just one long list. i do my chapters based on words counts rather than content, so outlining by chapter doesn’t really make sense for me (siat is always around 15k a chapter, and everything else i do these days thats multi chapter is around 8k because that’s the best, but ngawb was 5k a chapter and i think for child king it was around 11k a chapter)

Do you try to complete the outlying before starting the fic? Or do you add to the outline as you go?

I’m constantly adding as a i go! my outlines are never really “complete” they’re just abandoned. i write down what i think will help me and tend to ignore the rest. sometimes i just. talking to myself in my outlines when i’m trying to think something through.

my outline for child king is under the cut because that’s one that’s a good mix of stuff i kept and stuff i threw out. DON’T JUDGE ME!! bad ideas don’t get written because they’re bad!! it’s part of the ~process~

child king

Summary: “A child king is still a king,” Deaton says softly. “A child king is still a child,” he snaps, but he knows this is an argument he’s already lost. – Stiles is a born alpha, and after the Hale fire, things get real complicated, real fast.

Stiles’s mom is the last remaining human from a pack that was destroyed by hunters. John is the one that helps her after, so he knows everything. When they move to beacon hills she doesn’t feel the need to say anything to the hale pack, because as far as they’re concerned she’s just a human, and she doesn’t want to get involved in pack business. But then stiles is born with red eyes. The doctor is quiet and scared john and Claudia freak out, but it’s because he’s a werewolf, which is a relief to parents because they thought something was wrong with their kid. Maybe they don’t know he’s an alpha, only that he’s a wolf? Or they know and they keep it a secret on purpose

Claudia is the one to approach mrs. Hale. She tells her that her son is a born werewolf, but that she’s not interested in joining their pack. Her husband is a new deputy and they just bought a house but they’ll move if they have to. “he’ll need a pack one day. It’s safer,” she says. “if he wants to join you one day, I won’t stop him. But that’s not a choice I’m willing to make for him.” Mrs hale agrees that they can say separate as in exchange for the sheriff smoothing over some ruffled feathers no and again. They agree. Claudia to sheriff “we’re going to have to move one day. Our son is an alpha, and he’ll need to make his own pack.”

Stiles is seven the first time he snarls at his mom, eyes flashing red, and she freezes. She’s got the pack instinct, it doesn’t matter that hes her kid, hes still her alpha, so its hella awkward. John can see how this will quickly spiral out of control if they can discipline their own kid. But stiles is the one to back down first, apologizing and doing as he’s told. There are careful power structures here, and this is the beginning of differentiating between stiles the human and stiles the wolf.

When his mom gets sick, stiles offers to turn her. Hale offers to turn her. She refused for Reasons that I have to figure out. Maybe the politics of it? Wanting to protect stiles and not wanting to become part of the hale pack

The fire happens. John ships stiles the hell out of dodge, because there are hunters about. He snoops around enough to figure out it was kate argent, but theres not really anything he can do about it

Scott knows about everything, and tries to tell his mom in a really akward way that they should trust stiles if they’re ever in danger, but she just laughs it off. Except when someone breaks in and threatens her with a gun, and she manages to make a phone call, it’s not 911, not john, but stiles, and she doesn’t even know why, regrets it as soon as it happens. But then stiles shows up and breaks both of the guys, eyes glowing red, and then calls his dad and scott to take care of it, because they’re humans, so they get human punishments. Melissa is told everything.

Scott has a bad asthma attack and, and Melissa asks about the bite. Scott is itching for it. He wants it so badly. Stiles has already promised to turn them when they turn 18, and Melissa knows that. She asks if theres a reason to wait, and the answer is nah, not really. So he gets the bite. Stiles being like uh psa punishments cant include scott staying away

After hale fire and stiles gets back, he’s shocked that hey just left, and that they left peter behind. He starts visiting peter several times a week. He tells his dad that they should pay for his medical care. They have a fuckton of money because his mom inherited all the pack wealth, and john doesn’t touch it because that’s stiles’s money, that’s werewolf money. But this is a werewolf thing, so he agrees. “his pack left him dad.”

Stiles bites Erica when they’re 14. Some point in middle school stiles wises up to the Isaac thing and tells his dad he needs to arrest his dad, or stiles is going to kill him, and he’s not even a little bit joking. Stiles hears Isaac crying while going by the house? In johns squad car. Makes them pull over, then bursts into the house. John goes with it because his son’s eyes are red.

Some point after the hales leave, things start trying to move into hale territory. Some wolves? Stiles smells them, and ends up at 10 years old telling them to fuck off. This how scott finds out? He’s with scott and his dad. Deaton is facing off against something? Panics when stiles intervenes, but stiles goes wolfy and red eyes and is like. This is mine now fuck off. Looks at the hale house, and finally says, we have to take care of this. We have to. But they don’t own the house or the land or any of it. They do … something

Stiles ends up having to deal with a lot of crap real young

Stiles has scott and Isaac when peter wakes up. Stiles is there, and peter isn’t crazy because he wasn’t abandoned to die alone. Stiles says he can stay, or he can go, not trying to pressure anything. Peter chooses to become part of stiles’s pack, because his family is either dead or abandoned him. Peter ends up moving in with them as he finishes healing and to get used to being in a pack and with stiles. It’s very strange for john, but it’s a werewolf thing and he’s trying to be supportive. After a couple months, stiles tells his dad that having peter is a relief, that there’s finally someone who knows things, someone older who can support him as a werewolf. Peter acts as his second, and he finally has some degree of authority that age has lost him. Stiles has peter take care of the hale house. Peter and stiles have the conversation, where peter is like the hale land is your land now. You’re the alpha of beacon hills. He does what stiles directs him to.

Isaac is living with scott under stiles’s direction ish. But lots of Melissa. Isaac like I don’t wantto be afraid anymore, I don’t want to hurt anymore, and stiles is like. Okay. We’ll fix this. But he doesn’t bite Isaac until he goes to a shitton of therapy and has mostly sorted himself out. For isaac’s fifteenth birthday, he bites him.

Erica is spur of the moment, it’s something that all instinct and very little thought. OR they’re dating and it happesn? Erica’s parents suck. Stiles doesn’t want the balancing act of being boyfriend and alpha.

Jackson is so fucking desperate to belong to something. He nags and nags and nags and finally stiles bites him at least half to shut him up.

“dad can I talk to you about something weird and uncomfortable and a little creepy” talks about crush on Lydia, and how he’s not sure if its because he has a crush on her or if it’s bc he thinks she’ll be good for the pack. Lydia joins before Jackson, and she’s the one that pushes stiles into it. Lydia and stiles are not dating, but she’s clearly high in the hiarchey.

Boyd? Just like. Shows up. Idk.

So by the time laura and derek show up, stiles’s pack is: john, Melissa, peter, Lydia, Jackson, danny, Isaac, boyd, Erica, deaton (who’s acting as emissary but is training danny). Maybe bring in some later characters, like malia and kira and cora. Ooooh maybe the twins show up before they became alphas, still run aways and looking for something else? Stiles takes them on. Stiles finds malia early on after the fire

Peter is willing to forgive derek but he has a lot of shit with laura. Stiles agrees to let laura and derek stay and not be part of his pack, although laura insists she doesn’t need his permission. She snaps at peter to come home with them, and he looks at her like she’s insane. He says there’s no hale pack, and if there was, he’s not interested. He’s a stillinkski wolf now. Cora too maybe? Double blow. Peter owns the hale land, and he makes it clear the day stiles turns 18 he’ll be signing it over to him. Stiles is known by the surrounding packs.

Stiles has to somehow defend the surrounding area, has to make it clear he’s his and that he’s not willing to give it up. It’s valuable land. People are going to come looking for it once people figure out it’s abandoned. When deaton finds out stiles is an alpha, he goes around as an emissary to the surrounding packs. Saying that its under stiles now. He’s known to them so it goes mostly uncontested. This is when he and the sheriff have the child king conversation.

Stiles tries really, really hard to be a good alpha. That means controlling the territory, and working with other packs when members go rouge or something goes wrong. He’s thirteen the first time he goes to lend a hand in a fight, and it’s young, it’s too young, but he’s an alpha. He has to do this, to maintain the peace. And the thing is – stiles is good at this, good at not pushing, at not using his status as a crutch or an excuse, instead as a tool.

Maybe this is why no one cares for laura’s excuses. As much as laura wasn’t ready to take on the responsibility, she was an adult, if only barely. Stiles is a literal child, and in her absence shouldered it all. So even if she does technically have a claim, none of them are willing to honor it. “if you kill alpha stiles, you won’t have allies, you’ll have enemies.”

Allison and argents. Stiles brings his pack to kill kate. Gives peter the chance to do it himself, and is so very proud when he says no. but instead of letting her go free, stiles crushes her throat. “revenge would have been trapping you all in here and setting the whole thing on fire. Justice would have been making you watch as she burned alive. This was mercy, and don’t you forget it.” Scott is hella in love with Allison, but he knows this comes first. Her mom is full of hatred, but stiles more than makes it clear that he has no problem with killing her too.

Stiles sees derek soon after. They’ve already gone back and forth a lot. But he and laura weren’t there. Stiles tells him what he did. They have a ~moment~

Derek wants so very much to join stiles’s pack, but he doesn’t want to lose laura.

Something finally convinces laura to take the plunge and the stillinksi pack is one happy family

#asks #anon #writing advice

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goatskickin · 3 years ago

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Welcome back! When we last left off, Hope was just about to arrive at the Secret Society. Her BFF With The Good Brows just made moves on the girl who falls asleep in the shower all the time. Our founder has 3 boyfriends and good grades. #girlboss.

So how did the trip to the Secret Society go?

"Oh noooo I’m so surprised ooh ah it’s not a bad thing at all it was a good thing I was taken away in cuffs by a stranger ooh ahh and put in a car I don’t recognize...”

“YES HOPE my best girly, we will play pool and drink juice and wear matching outfits ala late 90’s Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen direct-to-video movies, this blazer is going to be so flattering on you, and these cranberry slacks will be DIVINE with your skintone -“

Hope does pull of the blazer well!

Omg these two *sniffs* ACR is a beautiful thing you guys.

It’s Aiyana aka Shower Sleep Dormie’s first time at the Secret Society too, so Rishell is showing her around.

Buttcutt: “Dammmn the Secret Society really is pulling the finest ladies on campus”

“Listen dude – I’ve heard Rishell call Aiyana a ‘gossamer princess’ and ‘more angelic than the 2007 Victoria’s Secret Lingere Fashion show’. You have zero chance with her”

“I’m so happy Hope. I can see why you play with hearts – when you win, the prize feels indescribable”

“Well, yes! That’s what I’ve bee- wait what do you mean by ‘I play with hearts?!”

Besides having cool skilling objects and sweet place to party, being a Secret Society member has the added bonus of being able to choose from one of 3 prefabricated homes once Hope graduates. Much better plan than lawn living post-grad.

And so it’s time to live the Secret Society. She’ll be back. She also stole about $20,000 worth of stuff before leaving OOPS BYE.

Back at the dorm, ACR is actually stupid for anyone who is not Rishell and Aiyana. Stupid Werewolf Hair dormie hit on Hope and now they make eyes at each other over fly-infested plates and unfinished assignments. Augh. At least she’s in her senior year now.

Werewolf Hair can’t compete with NotPatrick I mean uh, Phllip!

These two continue to be super adorable and I love them. Team Rishyana!

…I mean they are just perfect for each other….

As any good Popularity sim does, Hope parties and then uses the gains to influence dormies to write her term papers for her. Dorm life continues to be otherwise stressful and dumb.

Hope has even had to leave the dorm and go sleep in this gilded bedroom at the Secret Society because some jagoff was sleeping in her dorm bed.

Oh look who has found another use for the double bed at the Secret Society!

The SS at Brainia U is a 10/10 good hidden lot.

The dorm is well – it is a dorm.

“I DESPRATELY NEED TO BATHE AND AIYANA FELL ASLEEP NEXT TO THE TRASH CAN IN THE STREET HOW CAN THIS HAPPEN”

We are continuing to milk Werewolf Hair here for asp points. Not a spousal candidate, but may as well.

Hope’s just about topped out her Logic, Mechanical and Cleaning skills. That’s not really relevant to the Unsavory Charlatan torturing this poor dormie though.

Brainia U also has this awesome pizza place. It reminded me just how much I like these default pizza box covers by psychosim!

<3 these two <3

And on a summer’s eve, our founder graduates college! Didn’t get a 4.0 but did still graduate with Honors.

A party is in order of course.

Werewolf Hair is here of course to help with the party score. Multiple high-point social interactions means a good party score, don’t cha know.

Okay, Werewolf hair was good for one more thing: I didn’t know that sims could be Serenaded while sitting on the couch! Aww.

And with the graduation party ending, Hope grows up in a not-terrible outfit. Thank goodness.

“Hi! Yes, my friend – you know his boyfriend is our school mascot, Go Llamas! – he gave you the address for the apartment, right?”

“Yeah. It will be $100 upfront, in addition to the miles per minute”

“Jeez! What did you get screwed out of your holiday bonus dude?! Look I just graduated I’m not made of money over here”

“Times are tough kid. I charge what I charge”

“Oh my god FINE. What the hell man” ~~~

What’s the reason for the expensive cab ride back to “home”? What awaits for our founder there? Why are The Eyerbow Queen and Falls Asleep in Shower so cute together?! Carry on, woman!

#apocalypse challenge #apocalypse C.O.W.#sims 2 story

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seven-oomen · 4 years ago

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I think you know I would not be me if I didn't request DILF Club or Peter/Noah (or maybe Chris/Noah for a little adventure) for the Ultimate Ship Meme thing. 😆 But only if you feel like it. That champagne sounds like the "sparkling" grape juices in fancy bottles they have everywhere this time of year. I almost got some, but I still have a tiny bottle of prosecco I'll probably just have instead. Maybe if I drink a little I'll finally write some. 😅 Hope you're feeling better! - B

Consider I got two DILF club requests for this meme, I’ll do the OUAT verse for this one and another verse for the other ask. XD

Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!

General:

How long will they last? For eternity, even death doesn’t part them.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? It was a bit of a process the first year, it wasn’t instant love. Though the connection was there due to the soulmate bond. Especially Chris took his time to allow himself to love. The first one to fall was Peter, he fell for Noah first, then Noah fell for Peter. When Chris came into their lives, Peter realized he loved him during one of their Nemeton visits. Noah followed a few weeks later. Chris was the last to fall for both of them.

How was their first kiss? Sweet, a little sloppy, and Chris bumped his head at least twice while giggling. Much to Peter and Noah’s amusement.

Wedding:

Who proposed? Peter did, at the Nemeton when he gave them their Triskelion Necklace parts.

Who is the best man/men? Derek is the best man, the groomsmen are Jackson and Stiles. Ben was their ring bearer.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? Melissa is their best ma’am. Allison and Malia are the bride's maids.

Who did the most planning? Peter did, he choose all the fashion, the venue, paid for the wedding, got the caterer and the florist. (though Chris tried to pay for things as did Noah, but Peter wouldn’t have it. They bought the rings and Peter’s suit for him as ‘retaliation’. Chris and Noah also planned a little song called here comes the sun that their pack, friends, and family sang to them as they walked down the aisle with Peter. Noah played the guitar for the occasion with Malia.)

Who stressed the most? Chris, he’s the internal stresser of the group and he had a few panic attacks while trying to get everything in place. Noah was a close second.

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big. (They rented a place, invited closest friends and family but kept it on the down-low.)

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? Kate, Gerard, Elias, and one other person who shall not be named yet.

Sex:

Who is on top? They switch, all of them like to top and bottom and they’re not picky on who gets to be on top/bottom. Things just happen.

Who is the one to instigate things? Usually Peter, but Chris or Noah (especially when they team up) can be real degenerates as well.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now (They’re not shy about their sex life and very much enjoy each other’s bodies and closeness. It’s a great way for them to strengthen their relationship.)

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head (They’re into toys, bondage, breeding kinks, biting/marking, dom/sub play, public sex, and some other milder kinks, nothing too crazy but also not too vanilla.)

How long do they normally last? Depends, if they’re fired up and excited they might not last long, 5-10 min, but if they go slow and steady they might also last for 30-60m. Or well, Peter will last that long, Noah and Chris both recover fairly fast and can go multiple times in a row.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? They try to get Chris and Noah to come an equal amount of times, Peter is just happy to see them come and since he can come once and then needs 10-20m to recover. (I know werewolves have healing but his senses need a break) So he tries to make them come often and then comes once or twice himself.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it. (It really depends on their mood)

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? Between the three of them? 8 in this universe. Twins: Allison & Jackson, Stiles & Malia, Adeline & Mikhail, and the singles: Ben, TBN (Currently named Kaya but that might change)

How many children will they adopt? They fostered Isaac, and unofficially adopted Erica and Danny. (Boyd is part of the pack though, but since he’s mated to Erica at some point it feels weird to say they adopted him too)

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? Peter, and he doesn’t mind it one bit. He didn’t get to change many diapers for Allison & Jackson or Ben, got his fair share of them with Malia & Stiles though. But he doesn’t mind, his mates were pregnant and gave birth, so it only seems fair he needs to step up in the diaper department.

Who is the stricter parent? Chris. Noah tries but is too soft most of the time or too chaotic, and Peter just can’t say no once one of the kids pulls puppy eyes. (Especially Ben. And the others know it.)

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? Chris is best at stopping them, Noah tries to but due to his job can’t always keep an eye on them. Peter comes with them to let them explore but safely. He protects them while they do stupid shit.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? Chris. He’s got the whole routine down to pat and is a streamlined machine in the mornings. Noah still can’t wrap his head around it.

Who is the more loved parent? The kids had a phase where they preferred Peter, since he’d just come into their lives again, but once that died down they all loved their parents equally. (Jackson would never admit it, but he comes to love Noah as a parental figure. I have something planned for that.)

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? Peter, he loves to hear how his kids are doing in school and doesn’t mind to absolutely obliterate their teachers if he knows a teacher is picking on his kids. He lives for shit like this as the rich house husband to his two working husbands. Also, the opportunity to brag to Karen about Jackson & Stiles’s grades or Malia’s shop accomplishments, or Allison’s latest political victory in the student council as their vice president (Lydia’s the president, they’re a power couple.) is just too good to pass up.

Who cried the most at graduation? Peter, he finally gets to see a milestone up close and personal for all of his kids. Though Noah is openly crying as well, and Chris has watery eyes. (He keeps it in until they get home and then hugs all the kids while crying.)

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? Let’s face it, it’s Noah. He technically has to make sure that the law is upheld, but when it comes to his own kids, he’s not above giving them a pass. Though he’s more lenient towards kids in general. But yeah, Noah will most likely try and bail his kids out. Peter would let them steam for a few hours in a “You got caught, you deal with it.” Kinda way and then bail them out after a few hours. Chris would let them steam for a bit too and then determine how big the offense was before bailing them out.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? Chris, he’s the most practiced and most efficient. Though Noah loves to cook Polish food and bread. Peter does it when both of his mates have to work or are too tired to cook. He’s getting better at it.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? Peter. Werewolf senses mean he has a fussy pallette. He hates most vegetables for one. Though he has competition in Jackson once Jackson takes the bite, the little shit is a regular Gordon Ramsey.

Who does the grocery shopping? Peter, since Noah and Chris, tend to work during the day and he’s more of a stay-at-home house husband and dad. Chris gives him the lists. That doesn’t stop him from sneaking in snacks and candy for himself, Noah, and the kids.

How often do they bake desserts? At least once a week. Whether it’s for bake sales, PTO meetings, birthdays, weekends, a tryout, there’s always a baked good on the kitchen counter.

Are they more of a meat-lover or a salad eater? Peter and Noah are more Meat lovers. Chris is a mix between the two. He likes salads and meat but doesn’t have a preference over either. Unlike the other two.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? Peter, he takes them out to a grill restaurant. It doesn’t have to be fancy, but the quality has to be outstanding. They get their older kids to babysit and let them order anything they want as a reward.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? Once again, Peter, I feel like Noah or Chris would be more likely to be home dwellers and Peter’s the one that takes them to bars, musicals, restaurants, malls, etc.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? Noah, he’s not a bad cook, but he gets distracted by everything else and forgets he has pots/pans on the furnace.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? Chris or Peter.

Who is really against chores? Noah forgets to do them sometimes, but I feel like none of them is actually against them. Peter doesn’t like to do them but he likes a clean house, so.

Who cleans up after the pets? They have eight kids, a bunch of werewolves, a banshee, a kitsune, a hellhound, a Seelie, and god knows what else running around on the full moon. You think they have room for a pet???

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? Peter. If there’s no evidence it never happened. Now come help me clean this up before you papa and poppa get home. Or when it comes to his mates he just speaks softly and forgives. He’s been in a coma for six years, he’s not gonna let anything trivial get to him. Family is everything.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? Chris. It’s his training and a bit of an OCD thing. “No, you don't get it Noah my love, EVERYTHING has to be spotless...” Cue Chris running around with a vacuum cleaner and a mop. “It’s just Melissa & Derek for wine night...”

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? Chris, and he puts them in the fun jar that they use to reward the kids. Once the jar is full, they go shopping or do another fun activity with the kids. Bad behavior/swearing gets money removed from the jar and into the dad jar. That money is used to give Chris/Peter/Noah an extra outing if the kids were particularly difficult.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? Noah is a slut for long showers/baths. It’s his moment of relaxation.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? Noah occasionally walks Peter in his wolf form. At some point, people think Peter is a K9 unit, and Noah rolls with it. Which opens up opportunities for Peter to stay with Noah at work.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? Every year they decorate for Christmas, the midwinter solstice/yule, the spring equinox, thanksgiving, Halloween/Samhain.

What are their goals for the relationship? To love and support one another through anything and to keep a fun and raging sex life well into old age. But mostly to love and cherish one another and build each other up just the way they are.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? Chris if you let him, training and habit have him up early, but his natural sleep cycle is to sleep like a log and to Noon.

Who plays the most pranks? Noah, he’s a mischievous little shit that loves to pull pranks on people and very sassy to boot. Where do you think Stiles and Malia have that from?

#teen wolf ask meme #chris argent #peter hale #sheriff stilinski #noah stilinski #the DILF club #chris/peter/noah #once upon a time #my convos with anon #B #answered #Anonymous

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rivienna · 5 years ago

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It's been three weeks and I still haven't watched episode six. Whoops.

I mean... one of those weeks got eaten by audit stuff and event stuff because sometimes I do things at work that aren't data entry and being IT support, but mostly I've just been playing FF14. Some day I will get Rivienna past ARR. Some day. Maybe after every class I can get without finishing the base game is at level 50. I hate dungeon crawling.

All of that said: I have still been mentally writing LWTW stuff. Just. not the stuff I wanted to be writing. That scene with Allison and Derek was supposed to just get the idea out of my head instead of spinning off into a completely new direction.

Like I said, the plan had been to have Allison's response to Scott's sorta collapse thing be "Oh, you have a migraine? Those are awful, the music and the people can’t possibly be helping, let me take you home." She'd drive him home, let him have his freak-out in the bath, ostensibly sticking around so that if the "migraine" gets to the point where he can't move then there's at least someone there to make sure he doesn't drown in the bathtub or can turn the lights off for him or any number of things that make my life easier when I'm dealing with a migraine.

With Allison at the house Stiles doesn't accidentally set Scott off, and the train wreck of the last part of episode one just. doesn't happen. It was going to be a set up for Allison trolling Stiles and Stiles getting Very Suspicious About Allison. There would be drama! There would be trolling! There would be Scott Being Oblivious To Everything!

That's uh. Probably not going to happen now. I haven't been able to think of anything except what immediately follows Allison getting out of Derek's car. Even the pre-series Allison-Peter meeting that I kinda really need to finish if I ever plan to make this a real story which yeah. kinda do.

Unfortunately writing it from Allison's POV just doesn't seem to be happening right now, and that is kinda necessary for this fic, so this is a rough outline in the hopes that I can come back to it later.

Instead of finishing her walk home after Derek kicks her out of the car, Allison decides "fuck it, I need to vent." and who better to vent to than a catatonic werewolf that can't tell her off if she leaves the door open? She also can't go home and get her car so... walking it is. This is where Stiles, on his way to the Argent house after Scott flipped out, comes into the story; seeing her walking in a direction that is definitely not towards her house, he offers her a ride home.

His plan is to interrogate her about the ride with Derek, mostly so he can set Scott's mind at ease, but Allison refuses. She has other places to be. So Stiles offers to take her to those other places instead. Anything to get the info right? Something something something, Allison brings Stiles with her to Peter's hospital room. Now she can close the door and he can't tell her off! Man, Peter is going to seriously regret pretending to be catatonic. So Much Regret. (His nurse, an Argent affiliated hunter, just rolls her eyes when they arrive. The Argent heiress taking a date to see a catatonic werewolf? Sure, why not. Sounds like an Argent Thing.)

This does mean that Allison has to be pretty vague about werewolf/hunter stuff so she can continue to troll the fuck out of Stiles, but she gets to tell Peter that his nephew is a dumbass, that her aunt is coming back to town, and also drop off a couple of bullets that she's swiped from her parents' collection. She has no idea if its the same stuff that Kate uses, but she figures it's better to be prepared, right? Stiles is Big Confuse.

Allison very deliberately runs her hand down Peter's arm when they leave. She explains this to Stiles as "I do it because he hates it."

So of course she does it to Stiles too when she gets out of the jeep at her place.

It takes Scott flipping out over Allison's scent on him for Stiles to start thinking that Allison Knows Something. Not that. this is a scene that can happen in the main LWTW story. Maybe as a supplemental piece? There's so much going on in the background that Allienne just Does Not Know, between canon events and things that she's changed accidentally through her Hella Spotty Knowledge, that I might have to go that route. (I’m. still justifying to myself how Allison even knows about the wolfsbane bullet thing.)

I like writing snippets from other characters POVs when I write for Lay Waste The Sky; it helps me keep things more in character. I've just never posted them, because they've mostly been ways for me to determine whether or not something I think is funny fits with the overall tone of the story.

This post is a lot longer than I thought it would be.

#lay waste the sky #teen wolf #self insert #satispacktion #satispacktion: allison #allison argent #stiles stilinski

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thisdiscontentedwinter · 6 years ago

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Baby Daddy - Chapter 24

You can read it here on AO3 or find the Tumblr Chapter Index here.

It’s late—almost midnight—when Dad finally gets dropped home by Parrish, but Stiles is still awake. He’s showered, and changed into his pajamas, and he’s been lying on his bed wondering if he’ll ever get to sleep. When he hears Parrish’s cruiser pulling up, he pushes his comforter off him, wincing at his stinging hands, and trails downstairs in time to meet Dad at the front door.

“Come here, kid,” Dad says, his face drawn, and Stiles steps forward into his hug. It’s awkward with the crutches, but they make it work. “How are your hands?”

Stiles steps back and shows him the patchwork of Bandaids. “Okay. Nothing that needs stiches.”

Dad sags with relief.

“Are you okay?” Stiles asks.

“Getting there.”

“How about Parrish?” Stiles swallows. “You guys are good?”

“We’re on the same page,” Dad says, and Stiles thinks from his tone that he’s drawing a line in the sand here, and nothing is ever going to be said about what happened in that motel room ever again. Stiles can get behind that. He never would have thought his dad would be the kind of cop who would help cover up a murder, but, also, he’s having a hard time feeling morally conflicted about it. Kate Argent was a killer, and she deserved everything she got as far as Stiles is concerned. Then again, Stiles has never sworn an oath to uphold the law, has he?

Stiles hugs him again, and hopes that says more than his words could. “I can smell cigarettes on you, by the way. Don’t think I don’t know just because you’ve tried to drown yourself in air freshener.”

Dad gives a guilty start.

“You’re quitting.”

“It’s really not an everyday thing.”

“You’re quitting,” Stiles repeats. “I want you around for a lot more years yet, okay?”

“Yeah.” Dad rubs his back awkwardly. “Okay, kid. That sounds like a plan.”

“Good.” Stiles closes his eyes for a moment, and draws in a deep breath. “About Laura and the baby. I—”

“Kid,” Dad says. He leans back so he can look Stiles in the eye. “I’m sorry. I was hurt, and I took it out on you. I was hurt you felt you had to make that arrangement in the first place, that I’d failed you by putting you in that position, and I was hurt that I wouldn’t get a chance to know the baby. But whatever relationship you and Laura end up with, and you and the baby, that’s for you guys to figure out.”

“It is?” Stiles wrinkles his nose.

“Yeah.” Dad smiles. “Turns out I’ll get to be an honorary grandpa anyway. I don’t think we’re getting rid of the Hales any time soon, kid.”

Stiles feels warmth flood through him.

“You’re not,” Peter says, appearing from out of nowhere. For a guy who only a few hours ago got a bullet dug out of him with nothing but a pair of tweezers by Laura as Stiles watched, equally fascinated and grossed out, he looks incredibly chipper. “Now come and sit down so you don’t strain your knee. I’ve made you grilled cheese.”

Dad looks pleased. “I love grilled cheese.”

Peter rolls his eyes. “Of course you do.”

Grilled cheese. Stiles has fallen into some alternate dimension where his dad gives a werewolf the okay to kill someone—but only if he makes it look like suicide—and apparently they’re discussing grilled cheese. What the fuck? Like, Stiles has always been an overthinker, and it’s got him in a lot of shit in the past, but this is totally underthinking, right? What he’s seeing here? If anything should be overthought, isn’t it murder and police cover-ups?

And also babies and contracts and parental shit?

And also also what Derek said back at the motel? A mate bond? Stiles is pretty sure it saved his life today, but what the fuck is it? Whatever it is, it feels big.

Stiles has way too much to think about, and he is totally off kilter right now.

But he’s alive, right? So he’s got that going for him.

Yeah.

He heads through to the kitchen to get himself a soda.

He’s got that going for him.

***

Stiles takes his soda upstairs. There’s no light coming from underneath the door of Laura and Derek’s room, but Stiles can hear the low murmur of their voices, so he leans on the door and knocks softly. “You guys awake still?”

“Come in, Stiles,” Laura says.

Stiles shuffles inside, and sets his soda down on the chest of drawers.

The room is in darkness, but there’s enough moonlight filtering through the window that he can still see well enough. Laura and Derek are in bed, and Laura is hogging all the blankets, leaving Derek stretched out beside her in his sweatpants and a tank top.

“Hey,” Stiles says, and the word has never felt so stupidly inadequate.

“Get in here,” Laura says, flinging her blankets back.

Well, fuck it, right?

Stiles climbs into bed between them, and wrestles for control of Laura’s pillow. She lets him win.

“I have questions,” he says at last.

Laura elbows him. “Of course you do.”

Stiles darts a glance at Derek, and catches him watching him back. “What’s a mate bond?”

“Do you want me to answer that, or is it something you want to talk to Derek about?” Laura asks.

“I mean, I guess you can give me the low down?” Stiles’s arm is pressed up against Derek. It feels nice. He shifts, looking for Derek’s hand and finding it. He laces their fingers together. Derek’s palm feels weird against all his Bandaids. “Then maybe me and Derek can figure out what we need to figure out from there.”

“Okay,” Laura says. “A mate bond is a type of pack bond that happens between mated pairs. It means that you’re very in tune with the other person, and that you can feel what they’re feeling, and they can feel what you’re feeling. It’s like any other bond though. If you nurture it, it gets stronger. If you reject it, it can break.”

“Okay, but I don’t even know what a pack bond is,” Stiles says. “Explain it like I’m five.”

“Pack bonds are like…” Laura is silent for a moment. “They’re like what holds us together and tells us we belong. They’re like…”

“They’re love,” Derek says softly. “Like how you and your dad love another. With a side order of low-grade empath ability.”

“There it is,” Stiles says. “This guy knows how to explain it like I’m five! Thank you, Derek.”

Laura snorts.

“And a mate bond is stronger than a pack bond?” Stiles asks curiously. “Because Derek used it to ask me where I was in a freaking dream!”

“It’s not stronger,” Laura says. “Not exactly. But Derek was able to use your mate bond, and your pack bond, and the baby’s blood bond. You’re the trifecta of bonds, Stiles, even if you’re not a werewolf.”

“Huh.” Stiles exhales slowly while he turns it all over in his brain, and no. No, none of it makes sense yet. But maybe it will, in the future, when Stiles has had a chance to work through what happened today first. “Thanks, by the way, for telling my dad he could still be a grandpa. I guess you’ve figuratively ripped that contract up, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Thanks. I’m still not ready to be a dad though, just so you know.”

Laura nudges him. “That’s totally fine, Stiles. I can see you as more of the cool uncle anyway.”

“Right?” Stiles laughs, his heart fluttering as he imagines it.

The cool uncle. Stiles will be the guy who turns up with the most obnoxious noise-making toys that he can find. He’ll be the guy who gets to take the kid to see all the fun movies, and do all the fun things. The mall Santa! Stiles is going to have a legitimate reason to line up to see the mall Santa! He’s going to be Uncle Stiles.

And a part of him can’t help imagining himself not just as Uncle Stiles because of his own connection to the baby, but also Uncle Stiles because he and Uncle Derek have a mate bond. Is a mate bond like being werewolf married?

Stiles reels that thought in before it leads him crazy places. He’s only known Derek for two days. He should go for at least a week before he’s writing their initials in a love heart on the inside cover of his school diary, right?

He clears his throat. “I think I can manage cool uncle status. Hey, does that make you my sister? I always kind of wanted a sister, so that’s cool.”

“It is cool,” Laura agrees.

“I never wanted to impregnate my sister though,” Stiles says. “That totally came out of left field.”

“Yep. Gross.” Laura throws the comforter back and climbs out of bed. “On that weird incestuous note, I’m going to sleep in your bed, Stiles. You can stay here. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight!”

Beside him, Derek shakes as he tries not to laugh.

***

The night draws on, and Stiles’s soda slowly turns warm and flat where he left it. He thinks of it once, regretfully, but he’s too comfortable to move. Well, to move far. Because somehow while he’s been lying here, he’s rolled towards Derek, and they’re sharing a pillow and their legs are tangled together, and it should feel incredibly awkward…but it doesn’t. Of all the crazy shit that’s happened in the last few days, this is the one thing that feels like it makes sense.

The moonlight gleams in Derek’s eyes, and he blinks.

Stiles resists the urge to raise his hand and trace Derek’s stubbly jaw—and then rethinks resisting the urge at all. Because why the hell shouldn’t he do it?

So he does it, drawing his fingertips along that surprisingly soft scruff, and is rewarded with a shy smile from Derek.

“I don’t really know what it means to be mates,” Stiles says at last. “I don’t know what sort of relationship you want, or even if you’re attracted to me physically—”

“I am,” Derek says.

Stiles feels the heat rise in his face. “Um, awesome. Because totally reciprocated here, no question. But I also think there’s a lot of stuff we need to work out, so what I’m saying is that I want to take this slow, you know? I don’t want to mess things up.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“See?” Stiles rubs his thumb along Derek’s jaw. “That just proves you don’t know a thing about me yet.”

Derek’s smile grows.

“Are you okay with taking it slow?”

“Yes.” Derek nods. “I’m okay with that.”

And Stiles thinks of Kate, and what she said back in the hotel, and how Derek was only sixteen, and he knows that Derek is dealing with a deeper pain than Stiles can even imagine. Stiles never wants to hurt him like he’s been hurt before. Stiles can be reckless and brash and thoughtless of other people’s feelings as he streamrolls right over them, but for Derek he can also be patient and careful and slow. Because whatever this thing is between them, it’s a warm glow inside of Stiles, and he wants to nurture it, and tend to it as gently as he can. Because there’s one thing he knows for certain, as sure as breathing, and it’s written in his heart now: Derek Hale is worth waiting for.

There will be lots of nights like this in the future, and there will be lots of days too, and Derek will have room in every single one of them. There will be school, and Dad, and pack, and a baby he gets to be an uncle to, and at the heart of it all there will be Derek.

And Stiles will mess up sometimes, and Derek will too, but those will just be stupid bumps on the road that won’t even matter, because it’s the journey that counts in the end. And the journey, Stiles thinks, will be beautiful.

He smiles as he traces his fingertips along the line of Derek’s jaw, and gently leans in to brush their mouths together.

It’s brief and soft, and barely a touch at all.

It’s their first kiss of thousands more to come.

It’s their first step on the road that is their lives together, and that warm glow inside Stiles’s chest burns bright and golden.

He leans back again. “Was that okay?”

“Yes, Stiles,” Derek whispers back to him. “That was perfect.”

Perfect.

Stiles likes the sound of that.

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i-write-about-anything · 8 years ago

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Little Beta(s) Chapter 23

Prompt: Liam get’s turned at an early age and he looks at you as his guardian/parent. Plus you’re dating Scott who’s always trying to look after him. (10 year gap between Liam and reader)

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x Reader (platonic) Scott McCall x Reader, Derek Hale (younger and platonic) x Reader

Chapters:

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22

Reader’s POV

The next day Derek and Liam were no longer sea sick, Scott and I had let them roam around the boat while we catched some rest and even though I didn't want them too, they all pushed me to agree. It had been four hours and the nap I had was making me feel ten times better now. "The boys are by the pool." Scott's raspy voice spoke. I smiled at him and patted his cheek.

"Thank you Scott, for everything. For Liam, for Derek, for this. I don't know where I'd be without you." He smiled and gave me a light kiss on the lips.

"It should be me thanking you. You opened my eyes up when I met you, and Liam of course. I never knew I wanted kids until him, and now that we can't find a cure to Derek's mysterious de-aging he's become a part of the family too. Look at us, raising two teenagers." Scott smiled.

"Two teenage betas, that still have trouble shifting. We need to do something about them ganging up on us to get what they want too. I know you see it." He chuckled and shook his head.

"They hated each other and now they're all close and shit, it's weird." I shake my head and sigh. “Shall we go see if they’ve gotten into any trouble?” Scott sighed.

“We probably should.” We got off of the bed and changed quickly before walking out of our room. We searched for them in the cafeteria at first but they weren’t there. “Maybe they’re in the pool?” I nod and we head to the upper deck of the boat. At first we couldn’t find them but when we saw a crowd in a circle and my mind started to raise. We pushed through the crowd and there they were on the floor beating up the poor kid from last night’s dinner.

“Liam! Derek!” I yelled but they weren’t bulging, I looked at Scott who was already walking towards them and I followed. “Liam!” I grabbed his arm trying to pull him off.

“Derek!” Scott growled out grabbing his arm as well. They weren’t fucking stopping and I looked at Scott who pulled Derek off before slamming him on the floor. “Calm the fuck down!” He yelled and I looked at the Peter kid who’s eyes were already swelling up before pulling Liam back as hard as I could, knocking me on my ass and him in front of me as I hugged him from behind to stop him from attacking the kid again.

“Liam!” I yelled into his ear and his body started shaking as he looked at me. The kid’s sister ran to him looking straight at me.

“You’re going to pay for this!” She looked at Derek. “You all are!�� I gulped as I took in the sight of the kid laying on the floor, blood spilling out of both his nose and his mouth. I looked back at Scott who was standing Derek to his feet.

“What the hell happened?” I looked at Liam as I stood him to his feet and pushed him towards Derek, Scott and I cornering them. “What the hell happened?” I repeated loudly and Liam flinched.

“He deserved it!” Derek growled looking at the boy.

“Don’t you fucking dare yell at me.” I stepped closer to him and Scott stopped me. “You guys can’t be left alone for more than two fucking minutes without doing something fucking stupid.”

“Mom.” Liam spoke putting his hand on my arm and I instantly yanked it out of his grasp.

“No, don’t.” I growled at him. “You’re not doing this, I'm not going to just forgive you, not this time. We’re supposed to be acting normal, having a fucking break and as soon as I think that’s what you guys are doing you go and do shit like this.” I look at Scott who’s jaw was tightened and I knew I was way more pissed at these two than he was.

“Them, it was them!” The young girl pointed at Liam and Derek as she was followed by some older men.

“You guys are in so much fucking trouble and I'm not sure I want to get you out of this.” I stepped backwards and looked at the two older men.

“They’re going to have to come with us.” They spoke and I looked back at them and Liam had already been pouting and looking at me for any kind of hope.

“Take them.” I spat out and stepped aside.

“Mom, no.” Liam spoke.

“Mom, please.” Derek followed and I shook my head.

“I can’t help you guys, not anymore.” I walked back to the young boy who was now with his parents. “I am so sorry.” I started.

“Save it.” Kate snarled out. “You’re lucky we’re on this boat otherwise I'd have them both arrested.” She looked at her soon and so did I noticing that his nose was not as broken as I first saw it.

“You’re one of them, aren’t you.” I spoke to him and he scrunched his eyebrows looking away.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I looked back at Scott who nodded and I knew he was listening to our conversation.

“Yes you do, you know exactly what I'm talking about.” I stepped forward and his dad grabbed my arm.

“You don’t know anything. I suggest you get moving or so help me god you won’t get out of this alive.” I raised my eyebrows and before I knew it all three of my boys were at my side.

“Threaten her one more time and you’re the one that won’t get out of this alive.” Scott growled shinning his red eyes Liam and Derek shinning theirs as well.

“Stop.” I put my hand on Scott’s chest and Rob let go of my arm.

“An alpha?” They all looked at us and I stepped in front of all three of them putting my arms out to stop them from attacking someone again.

“And a two betas.” Derek growled out releasing his claws.

“Stop!” I looked back at him and his blue eyes faded. “You too!” I looked at Liam and his eyes looked at Scott before both of their eyes were back to normal. “I’m not doing this anymore, I'm done.” I felt the tears run down my face and I looked around to see multiple whispering and I knew this was only going to get worse. Scott looked at me and I shook my head as he tried to grab my arm. “I can’t do this anymore, I won't.” I whispered and I walked away wiping the tears out of my face. I swore to myself that I would try to understand the whole werewolf shit but this was way too much for me to handle now. Liam had never given me this much problems and now it seems like every fucking day was something new. I walked into the room and quickly got my suitcase stuffing everything I could into it, I needed to get the hell away from them and I needed to do it quick.

“Where are you going?” Liam’s voice startled me but I didn't look back and I didn’t reply. “Mom, where are you going?” His voice cracked and I shook my head continuing to stuff my suitcase as the tears flowed out of my eyes.

“Babe?” Scott’s voice spoke and I looked back at them, Derek standing in the back of them both.

“I can’t.” I shook my head. “I can’t control you guys anymore, I can’t be the only one that sees how fucked up this situation is, everyday is something with all of you and I can’t handle it anymore.” I pulled at my hair and the tears were not stopping.

“Mom, please. We’re sorry.” Liam spoke and I shook my head stepping backwards when he tried to grab my arm. “Mom.” I shook my head again and grabbed my suitcase.

“I need some time, I need time to be alone, I need to figure things out.” I looked at the three boys who meant the most to me with tears in their eyes, I hadn’t seen Scott cry in years.

“Mom, please.” Liam chocked out. “Please don’t leave me.” His glossy blue eyes looked into mine which only caused me to cry even more.

“Please.” Derek spoke and I looked at Scott.

“Take care of them, please.” He shook his head and he came to me putting his hands on my cheeks.

“Baby, please, we can figure this out, you don’t have to go.” He wiped my tears but it was worthless as they just kept pouring out.

“I have to, I have to go.” I grabbed his arms and put them to his side. Derek had walked in and sat on the bed holding his head crying. “Try not to get into too much trouble, I'll go get another room, and when we’re back home, I'll find somewhere to go, don’t worry about me.” I looked at Liam. “Worry about getting better, for yourselves.” I looked at Derek and then at Scott. “I love you all, so much, I just can't be the one to have everything under control.” Liam’s arms wrapped around me as he sobbed into my shoulder.

“Mom, please.” I closed my eyes and pried him off of me, something that killed me because even through his darkest days all I wanted was to comfort him, but he had to learn, they all did.

“Bye baby.” I patted his cheek and I quickly opened the door before seeing them all one last time.

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oops, I went there, holy shit, not gonna lie, I had tears in the brim of my eyes while writing this lol

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thedegenerateasexual · 7 years ago

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Nobody Knows How Old Derek Was When The Fire Happened, Not Even Jeff Davis, Not Even After He Tried To Change Derek's Age: An Essay By Me

In Other News, Canon Continues To Make No Sense, Water Is Wet, Etc

So let’s get down to it. In Season 1, which takes place in the spring semester of 2011, several characters confirm multiple times that the fire was six years ago, which puts it sometime in 2005.

Derek: 6 years ago, my sister and I were at school, and our house caught fire. Eleven people were trapped inside. [Peter] was the only survivor.

—1.04 Magic Bullet

Peter’s nurse: Let him go. You think after 6 years of this, yelling at him is going to get a response?

—1.06 Heart Monitor

Mr. Harris: It was 6 years ago, and in my defense, it was before I’d gotten sober. … And a week later, the Hale house burns down.

—1.09 Wolf’s Bane

Peter: Scott, if I may interrupt your listing of the top five most impotent-sounding threats for a moment, try and remember that I’ve been in a coma for 6 years.

—1.10 Co-Captain

Peter: Apologize. Say that you’re sorry for decimating my family, for leaving me burned and broken for 6 years.

—1.12 Code Breaker

(It’s worth adding that Stiles says in the pilot that Derek is “just a few years older than us” and the fire was “like 10 years ago” but since this is the ONLY time it’s not being referred to as 6 years ago in every season except 3A, where it is only implied, I’ll reluctantly allow JD to chalk it up to him having been mistaken, which is what I think he said about this particular line. I feel like I’ve also read that they originally intended for Derek to be 19 in the pilot, which by this line would have put him at 9 when the fire happened or if the fire was 6 years ago, 13. I can’t track down a source for that and it’s obviously terribly wrong anyway, so we’ll leave that line alone for this particular thought exercise.)

According to Derek’s driver’s license (which pops up in 1.11 Formality), he was born in 1988, making him 16 or 17 when the fire happened in 2005, depending on whether or not it was before or after his birthday. (His actual birthday is either on November 7th or December 25th, depending on if you believe his driver’s license or a calendar that came in one of the DVDs, but there’s no point in speculating over the actual month and day when we can’t even keep the year straight. It’s also worth noting that while the novel On Fire has been declared non-canonical, when it hit shelves, Season 2 was airing, and it put Derek at 16 at the time of the fire as well, but did not give him a birthdate.)

Anyway, IF you discount the driver’s license as just a quick prop that wasn’t thoroughly vetted (like Stiles’ first name appearing as “Genim” on a folder in the parent-teacher conference with Coach in 1.05 The Tell), we can still check out 3A for answers because apparently that’s when JD got his shit together and decided on a timeline, right?

Chris: When’s the last time you saw your sister? Derek: Nine years. I thought she died in the fire.

—3.03 Fireflies

[S C R E A M S]

Look, unless he’s saying is that somehow he lived in Beacon Hills for 3 years when Cora wasn’t there, yet STILL had some mysterious reason to believe she was in that house and died in that fire, then this leads us to believe the fire was indeed 9 years ago, which would put it in 2002, NOT 2005.

Except in 3A, we again get told AGAIN that the fire was 6 years ago:

Cora: You’ve known me for 17 years. Peter: I knew you for 11, leaving the last 6 unaccounted for.

—3.05 Frayed

This must mean the fire happened when Cora was 11, because after that she disappeared for 6 years. WHY is it Peter last saw her 6 years ago, but it was 9 since Derek saw her? This the SAME SEASON. There’s no way they wouldn’t catch a mistake like that.

So let’s try it this way: Derek was 15 when he killed Paige in the nemeton’s root cellar.

Peter: He came at Ennis. A 15-year-old boy against a giant.

—3.08 Visionary

…although it’s worth noting this conversation also happens in that same episode:

Stiles: Okay, so if Derek was a sophomore back then, how old was he? How old were you? How old are you now? Peter: Not as young as we could have been, but not as old as you might think. Stiles: Okay, that was frustratingly vague. How old are you? Cora: I’m 17. Stiles: See, that’s an answer. That’s how we answer people. Cora: Well, 17 how you’d measure in years. Stiles: All right, I’m just gonna drop it.

It doesn’t really tell us anything except that JD was REALLY trying to leave himself some wiggle room in the most ungraceful and cheap bit of “exposition” I’ve ever seen, but I thought it was worth the mention because it infuriates me on a daily basis.

Anyway, Jennifer later confirms for us that the whole thing with Paige was just a few months before Kali left her for dead:

Jennifer: For years, the Nemeton’s power was virtually gone, like the dying ember of a burned out fire. But a few months earlier, something happened that caused that ember to glow a little brighter. Something that gave it a spark of power again. The sacrifice of a virgin. You didn’t know what you were doing back then, but killing Paige in the root cellar, sacrificing her there, gave power to the Nemeton.

—3.10 The Overlooked

And when the sheriff asked, the previous episode, for files about THAT incident…

Sheriff Stilinski: The records would be over 10 years old.

—3.09 The Girl Who Knew Too Much

So if 10 years ago Derek was 15, that means he’s 25 now, and he was 19 when the fire happened 6 years ago, right? Except don’t forget:

Chris: When’s the last time you saw your sister? Derek: 9 years. I thought she died in the fire.

—3.03 Fireflies

If the fire WAS 9 years ago, and Derek is 25 NOW, then at the time of the fire he STILL would have been 16.

There is one possible explanation: in 5.01 Creatures of the Night we see the initials DH on the senior scribe shelf in the library. (It’s never proven these are Derek’s, but why else would we linger on a shot of the initials DH?) Which means he graduated from BHHS, which would have had to have happened before the fire—because after the fire, he left town. So it’s POSSIBLE that when he said he and Laura were “at school” he meant “college” and not “high school,” and the reason he hadn’t seen Cora in 3 years was that he was away in his third year of college—making him 21ish when the fire happened in 2005 and 27ish during the pilot, 6 years later in 2011 (and putting his birthyear in 1984).

Which, like, it’s SUPER weird that Derek would go off to college and not come home once in 3 years for the summer OR winter breaks when werewolf packs are always being touted as being so very close to each other, but okay. The Sheriff did say the files would be AT LEAST 10 years old, not 10 years old EXACTLY, so it’s TECHNICALLY POSSIBLE that Kate and Derek had their affair far away from Beacon Hills, and she came back to arrange the fire—to hire and bribe the people she needed to to cover it up, to chat up Mr. Harris for arson advice, etc.

Like, yeah, JD laid a lot of implications for Derek being 16 in Season 1, from his speech to Scott in 1.12 Code Breaker (“You want me to risk my life for your girlfriend? For your stupid little teenage crush that means absolutely nothing? You’re not in love, Scott! You’re 16 years old! You’re a child!”) that sort of seemed like he was really talking to himself, to Kate’s comment about the 16-year-old Jackson in 1.09 Wolf’s Bane (“Holy hotness! Oh, if I was in high school again…maybe just the substitute teacher.”) making it seem like she was interested in teenage boys. But in the end, that was too dark, and he changed it in 3A to make Derek 27 instead of 22 (despite Stiles’ initial claim that Derek was ONLY A FEW YEARS OLDER than he and Scott…sorry, sorry, I know I said I’d leave it alone), and he technically did manage to just BARELY squeak by without conflicting any of his own canon after all, despite my having to write 1500 words of meta just to figure out what the hell he was trying to do when it would have been so much easier to just TELL US. It’s cheap, disappointing, and an overall cop-out, but it is what it is. Mystery solved, right?

IF!!! ONLY!!!!!

In 1.04 Magic Bullet, when Derek comes to the high school looking for Scott to get his help, he runs into Jackson instead, and winds up slamming him against the lockers, digging his claws into the back of Jackson’s neck. These wounds bother Jackson for most of the season, and later, he goes to get them checked out by a doctor (ironically, Dr. Fenris, though we don’t know that at the time):

Dr. Fenris: What did you say it was that scratched you? Jackson: It was—it was just an animal. Look, can you hurry this up? I’m missing first period. Dr. Fenris: Have you had trouble sleeping lately? Jackson: Kind of. I’ve been having dreams. Dr. Fenris: Dreams…or nightmares? Jackson: Nightmares. About a fire. It’s this—this house, and I can hear screaming—

—1.09 Wolf’s Bane

Could be any house, sure. After all, we got to see that Derek had his own wolfsbane-poisoned blood dripping down his fingers at the time and Dr. Fenris confirms shortly after this conversation that Jackson does indeed have aconite/wolfsbane poisoning himself. Nothing to give you nightmares like wolfsbane! (Though it’s bananas that the stuff stuck around in his system that long—we’re not given a definite timeframe for how long it was between being scratched and getting the scratches checked, but they looked well on their way to healing, so it must have been a week-ish at the very least.)

In the very next episode, though, when Derek tricks Jackson into coming out to the Hale house so he can kill him…

Jackson: This house—it’s the same house. Derek: What’d you say? Jackson: I’ve dreamt about this place. I—I remember the staircase. I remember these—these walls. I remember everything. Derek: You’ve been here? Jackson: No, never. I dreamt it.

—1.10 Co-Captain

Jackson is more or less telling us the Hale house is the one he’s been having the nightmares about. How is that possible? Well, in the very same episode, Peter sticks his claws into Scott’s neck to give him memories of the fire. (And in the novel, which is admittedly not canon, when Derek accidentally digs his claws into Scott, he gives him a memory about the fire as well.)

Most of the time we tend to think of That Thing Werewolves Do With Their Claws as a one-way connection—that the person using their claws is getting information from the other person’s head. But here are at least two instances—one voluntary, one involuntary—where they GAVE information to the other person instead. And when Peter uses Talia’s claws on Derek in 3.15 Galvanize, that was Talia giving information to Derek, rather than Peter or Talia getting information from him. It’s NOT one-way, not even just in Season 1, and though it was an accident, Derek DID give Jackson some of his memories.

And if Jackson remembers and has nightmares about people screaming during the fire, that means DEREK was almost certainly there hearing people screaming during the fire. Which means, a) Derek watched his family die, I’m very sad about that, but more importantly: b) he was NOT very far from home (IE college, IE so far away he didn’t want to come visit for three YEARS), to have been “at school” when the house caught fire, and able to get to the house before everybody finished screaming. There cannot POSSIBLY have been a college THAT CLOSE to Derek’s house where he didn’t feel the need to see his family for 3 YEARS.

Further putting holes in the “didn’t see Cora because he was away at college for 3 years theory” are these lines:

Peter Kate didn't just take [Derek] back to being a teenager, she... She took him back to the age when he still knew her. When he still trusted her.

—4.02 117

Peter: Quite the elaborate scheme you have here, Kate. Two countries, Aztec temples, Derek returned to a teenager...one that trusted you. One that loved you.

—4.02 117

Derek was a teenager when he first met Kate. That means 19 at the VERY oldest, though I guess it’s POSSIBLE Season 4 was attempting to return to the “age 16” canon. Granted, he may not have been a teenager when the fire happened, but if they wanted us to believe he was 21 and “at school” meant “away at college,” that means he and Kate were in a relationship for 3 years—I don’t think ANYBODY has that kind of patience to pour into a long con, let alone Kate Argent; Chris himself noted in 4.05 I.E.D. that “control was never one of Kate’s strengths.” (Backed up by the houseful of children she murdered.)

Furthermore, if they were in a relationship for 3 years, and the fire was 6 years ago, Kate would have had to have met Derek 9 years ago, and if 10 years ago he was 15, then 9 years ago he would have been 16—for most people (and it’s possible Derek was an exception) that is WAY too young to be at college.

To complicate things even further, we also have this gem from 3A, the season with the most retcon attempts:

Deaton: When you've spent every moment of the last 10 years trying to push something away...denying it, lying about it, becomes a pretty powerful habit.

—3.04 Unleashed

I would imagine Deaton quit being an emissary once there was no longer a pack to guide, which is to say: after the fire. But again, 3A tells us the fire was 9 years ago (in the episode right before this one!), not 10. It’s POSSIBLE that what he means is he quit after Gerard massacred Deucalion’s pack, but the Hales were all fine until the fire, so why would he? The Sheriff’s line in 3.09 implies those events were either exactly 10 years ago or slightly more than that, but it’s left deliberately vague. If this is when Deaton quit, however, that would mean Derek was 15 when the massacre happened and Paige died, and, if the fire truly was 9 years ago, 16 when he met Kate and lost his family. But if the fire was 6 years ago, it brings up yet another contradiction: Deaton quit being the Hales’ emissary a full four years before they all died.

So where are these missing 3 years between seeing Cora and believing her to be dead in the fire? WHAT does that line EVEN MEAN? Where the HELL was she supposed to have been? Did she go off to college too?? Was she in a South American boarding school? If she didn’t live in that house why would Derek have reason to believe she died? If DEREK was the one not living there why does he remember his family screaming? Why did Deaton stop advising that pack FOUR YEARS before they all burned to death? COME ON.

As far as I can tell, the ONLY way this could have gone without ignoring any canonical evidence is:

When Derek is 15, he is forced to kill Paige, and Deaton quits his job after Gerard’s massacre (”10 years ago”)

Derek meets Kate at age 16, while he’s still technically a teenager, but somehow after he graduates and leaves his initials on the bookshelf—canonically this would make him one of those child geniuses

he leaves home goes off to college, a college that is close enough to get to the Hale house in less time than it takes for it to burn, and that’s the last time he sees Cora (”9 years ago”)

during the next 3 years, Derek either does not come home to see Cora OR Cora herself was somewhere else but there some reason she was supposed to have been in the house when the fire was set. Additionally, Kate is in a relationship with Derek, pursuing knowledge of his werewolf family so she can burn them alive—or, if JD was still absolutely hellbent on finding a way out of the “statutory rape” implications, perhaps she knew him platonically for 2 years and somehow didn’t take things further until his 18th birthday

then, when Derek is 19, Kate sets the fire, Derek and Laura rush home in time to watch their family die, and Kate leaves town (”6 years ago”)

which puts Derek at 25 in the present when the show begins

...and I just can’t buy it. I can’t buy that Deaton quit his job over another pack’s loss, or Derek wouldn’t come home to see his family, especially if he was so close and still a minor (why not just live at home?), or that Cora magically vanished for 3 years but was supposed to be home when the place burned, and I sure as hell can’t buy Kate playing with her food for that long, especially when for two years of it there was no sex involved. There is NO WAY they can expect us to believe all of that.

So: how old is Derek in 2005 when the fire happens??? I don’t know, you don’t know,

AND NEITHER DOES JEFF DAVIS,

and his sloppy amateur attempts to retcon his canon to cover his own ass only raise more QUESTIONS than ANSWERS. I don’t know why it mattered so deeply to him to make sure we all knew Derek wasn’t underage when the fire and/or his relationship with Kate happened, if it was studio meddling or if after two seasons he had a sudden change of heart, but he would’ve been much better off letting implications stay implications and saying nothing at all—so that people would have to draw their own conclusions and there would be no right or wrong answers. Because right now that’s WHAT WE ALL HAVE TO DO ANYWAY!

thanks for coming to my TED talk

#teen wolf #derek hale #kate argent #jennifer blake #peter hale #cora hale #my stuff #long post #TW*#meta*#this has been bothering me for a long time #Years #there is literally...no canonical age...for derek #or i guess you could say there are multiple canonical ages for derek #which means none of them are valid #and thusly: all of them are #if one person wants to say he's 30 in the pilot they can and if i want to say he's 22 i can do that too #nobody is wrong! stop arguing about it! i see so much stupid discourse about this shit just accept that there is no answer!#g o d #i have had this essay brewing in me since 3.08 aired live #i was so fucking annoyed with this bullshit #like pick a story and stick to it #he would have had it in the bag if not for this nine years line #i guess he thought he'd try to make the fire nine years ago instead of six or something and it backfired? so he changed it?#but honestly if he was gonna do it he shoulda just stuck to his guns and said why instead of pulling this mystery bullshit on us #if you're trying to make kate more sympathetic or avoid studio meddling bullshit just come out and say it jfc #17 how you measure in years lmao what other way matters? 17 years is still years #god anyway #i have to be up in five hours i can't believe this is how i wasted my night

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frolwriting · 7 years ago

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A Whole New World: Wendigo Part 2

Hey guys! I had to finish writing the other chapter for fanfiction, so that's why this is coming up a little bit late. This series hasn't been doing so well here on Tumblr. I guess I need to change up the tags. I still love you guys. Here's the next chapter of A Whole New World.

To catch up here's my MASTERLIST

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"So, Blackwater Ridge doesn't get a lot of traffic. Local campers, mostly, but still, this past April, two hikers went missing out there. They were never found." Sam said as we sat down at a table in the local bar.

"Any before that?" Dean asked. Sam pulled out newspapers to show us. "Yeah, in 1982, eight different people all vanished in the same year. Authorities said it was a grizzly attack." Sam said pointing at the specific article he was talking about. The headline said Grizzly Bear Attack! It just talked about how these people disappeared and the authorities couldn't ever figure out what happened to them. Sam then pulled out his laptop. "And again in 1959 and again before that in 1936." He pulled up Tom's video that Hailey sent us. "Every twenty-three years, just like clockwork. Okay. Watch this. Here's a clincher. I downloaded that guy Tommy's video to the laptop. Check this out." Sam said going through the specific frames showing us them one at a time. A shadow suddenly crossed the screen.

"Do it again." Dean said. Sam showed those same frames again.

"That's three frames. That's a fraction of a second. Whatever that thing is, it can move."

"Woah, that is nuts." I said surprised at looking at the video in person. Dean then hit Sam. Sam looks at him.

"Told you something weird was going on." Dean said.

"Yeah." Sam then closed the laptop. "I got one more thing." Sam handed Dean and I another newspaper article. "In fifty-nine one camper survived this supposed grizzly attack. Just a kid. Barely crawled out of the woods alive."

"Is there a name?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, I already looked the guy up. He still lives in the area. Let's get going." We grabbed our stuff and left the bar. After a while, we pulled up to the house of the man I assumed was the kid. When we knocked on the door, an older man with a cigarette in his mouth answered the door.

"Hello, are you Mr. Shaw?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, who's asking?" Sam and Dean held up their fake ranger badges.

"This is I'm Ranger Flatts and this is my partner Ranger Young. We're here to talk to you about something that happened to you in 1959." The man went rigid when Dean said that last part. The man walked out and we started walking outside.

"Look ranger, I don't know whey you're asking me about this. It's public record. I was a kid. My parents got mauled by a-"

"Grizzly? That's what attacked them?" Sam asked. Shaw nodded.

"The other people that went missing that year, those bear attacks too?" Dean asked. Shaw didn't do anything. "What about all the people that went missing this year? Same thing?" Still nothing. "We knew what were dealing with, we might be able to stop it."

"I seriously doubt that. Anyways, I don't see what difference it would make." Shaw sat down in a chair. "You wouldn't believe me. Nobody ever did." Sam down across from Mr. Shaw.

"Mr. Shaw, what did you see?" Sam asked. There was silence.

"Nothing. It moved too fast to see. It hid too well. I heard it, though. A roar. Like…no man or animal I ever heard."

"It came at night?" I asked. Mr. Shaw nodded. "Got inside your tent?"

"It got inside our cabin. I was sleeping in front of the fireplace when it came in. It didn't smash a window or break the door. It unlocked it. Do you know of a bear that could do something like that? I didn't even wake up till I heard my parents screaming."

"It killed them?" Sam asked.

"Dragged them off into the night." He shook his head. "Why it left me alive…been asking myself that ever since." His hands go up to his collar. "Did leave me this, though." He opened his shirt to reveal three scars that were clearly made by claws. "There's something evil in those woods. It was some sort of a demon." I knew it wasn't a demon. This was not going to be fun. We drove back to our motel and started planning.

"Spirits and demons don't have to unlock doors. If they want inside, they just go through the walls." Dean said.

"So it's probably something else, something corporeal." Sam said.

"Corporeal? Excuse me, professor." Sam gave him a shove on the shoulder.

"Shut up. So what do you two think?" Sam asked.

"Werewolf?" I asked even though I know what it is.

"No too fast to be a werewolf. The claws, the speed that it moves…could be a skin walker, maybe a black dog. Whatever we're talking about, we're talking about a creature, and it's corporeal. Which means we can kill it." We walked out to the Impala and drove to the park again. Dean goes over to the trunk and starts putting guns into a duffel bag. Me and Sam walk over to him.

"We cannot let that Haley girl go out there." I said.

"Oh yeah? What are we gonna tell her? That she can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster?" Dean snapped at me.

"Hey lay off and maybe she has a point. We don't know what we're dealing with." Dean looked at Sam.

"Her brother's missing, Sam, Kate. She's not gonna just sit this out. Now we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator friend." Dean picked up the duffel.

"Finding Dad's not enough?" Sam asked. Sam shut the trunk. "Now we gotta babysit too?" Dean just stared at Sam. "What?"

"Nothing." Dean said as he threw the duffel bag at Sam and walked off. Sam and I just stared after him. We then grabbed our stuff and followed after Dean. We headed towards the forest just to see Haley, Ben, and another guy who's name I couldn't remember, but I'm pretty sure he's the one that dies for being a jerk basically. They look like they are about to head out into the forest as well. We got out of the car. I noticed that all three were staring at us. I got out with the duffel bag full of guns, but Sam grabbed it from me.

"You guys got room for three more?" I asked.

"Wait, you want to come with us?" Haley asked.

"Who are these guys?" The guy said.

"Apparently this is all the park service could muster up for the search and rescue." Sam walked past everyone into the forest. I followed after him.

"You're rangers?" The guy said.

"That's right." Dean said.

"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" Haley asked.

"Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts."

"What, you think this is funny? It's dangerous back country out there. Her brother might be hurt." Me and Sam looked back at the guy.

"Believe me, I know how dangerous it can be. We just wanna help them find their brother, that's all." Dean walked past me and Sam. We started walking again. We walked for about another hour before anyone said anything again. Roy was leading us with me and Sam in the back.

"So, what do you think?" I asked Sam.

"I have no clue. You got something?" He asked.

"I heard this legend this one time-" Ben walked away from Haley and Dean. Dean gave us a look saying that we should go follow and we did. "We'll talk about this later." I said. Sam nodded. Later in the day, we finally go to Blackwater Ridge. Sam walked up ahead of the guy, who I finally found out his name is Roy.

"This is it. Blackwater Ridge." Roy said.

"What coordinates are we at?" Sam asked. Roy pulled out a GPS and looked at it.

"Thirty-five and minus one-eleven." Roy said. Dean and I walked up to Sam.

"You hear that?" Dean asked.

"What? I don't hear anything." I said.

"That's the point. Nothing's making a sound. Not even a cricket." Sam said.

"I'm gonna go take a look around." Roy said.

"You shouldn't go off by yourself." I said.

"That's sweet, sweetheart. Don't worry about me." Roy said while waving his gun and pushed past us. Dean looked at Ben and Haley

"All right, everybody stays together. Let's go." We headed off and to find a place where we could stay for the night.

"Haley! Over here!" Roy said. Haley ran towards Roy. We soon followed.

"Oh my God." Haley said. The place was trashed. This was nuts. Everything was torn up, blood was everywhere, and the supplies were everywhere in the area.

"Looks like a grizzly." Roy said. I rolled my eyes. This was most definitely not a grizzly.

"Tommy?" Haley said as she took off her backpack and looks through everything in the campsite. "Tommy!" Sam ran over to Haley.

"Shh." Sam said.

"Tommy!" Haley screamed again.

"Shh." Sam said trying to get her to be quiet.

"Why?" Haley said when she finally calmed down a bit.

"Something might still be out there." Sam said.

"Sam!" I yelled as me and Dean noticed something. Sam came over to where we were.

"The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here, the tracks just vanish. That's weird." Dean said. We stood up and turned back to the others. "I'll tell you what, that's no skin walker or black dog." We head back to the others to notice Haley looking at something that had blood on it. She started crying so Dean walked over to where she was. "Hey, he could still be alive." Dean said trying to comfort her. She gave him a look.

"Help! Help!" Someone from the woods yelled. We ran to where we were hearing this voice with Roy in the lead. "Help! Somebody!" The voice yelled again. We couldn't find anyone.

"It seemed like it was coming from around here, didn't it?" Haley said. We just stood there and tried to listen to anything.

"Everybody back to camp." Sam said suddenly. When we got back to camp, everything was gone.

"Our packs!" I exclaimed.

"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone." Roy said.

"What the hell is going on?" Haley asked turning to us.

"It's smart. It wants to cut us off so we can't call for help." Sam said.

"You mean someone, some nut job out there just stole all our gear." Roy said. Sam walked over to where me and Dean were standing.

"I need to speak with you two in private." We headed a little ways away from the others. "Good. Let me see Dad's journal." Dean handed the journal to Sam. He opened it and found the page he was looking for. "All right, check that out." He pointed to a drawing of a Wendigo.

"Oh come one, wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or northern Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west." Dean said.

"That's what I was thinking of earlier." I said to Sam.

"Think about it, Dean, the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice." Sam said.

"Great." Dean took out his gun. "Well then this is useless." Sam gave Dean the journal and headed back but stopped.

"We gotta get these people to safety." He said. We headed back to the campsite. "All right, listen up, it's time to go. Things have gotten…more complicated."

"What?" Haley asked.

"Kid, don't worry. Whatever's out there, I think I can handle it." Roy said.

"It's not me I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing, you're just gonna make it mad. We have to leave. Now." Sam said.

"One, you're talking nonsense. Two, you're in no position to give anybody orders." Roy said

"Relax." Dean said.

"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, all right? I'm trying to protect you." Roy moved to get up in Sam's business. I started to try to break the two apart, but Dean put an arm in front of me to stop me from doing that.

"You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you good night." I held back a gasp knowing what happened to Mary.

"Yeah? It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid ass out of here." He was majorly angry now. Roy just laughed.

"You know you're crazy, right?"

"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen-" Dean finally stepped in and pushed Sam away from Roy.

"Roy!" Haley exclaimed

"Chill out." Dean said.

"Stop. Stop it. Everybody just stop. Look. Tommy might still be alive, and I'm not leaving here without him." Haley said. There was a long pause.

"It's getting late. This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves." Dean said.

"How?" Haley asked. Me, Dean, and Sam started drawing symbols in the ground to protect us from the wendigo. Dean and Haley were talking. I stopped to eat a few of the MnMs I had in a bag in my pocket. I figured that it might be a good idea to have some just in case. Sam noticed and laughed.

"You brought some too?" He asked.

"Hey, these things are amazing."

"Whatever you say." There was silence for a while.

"Do you think we're going to be able to stop this?" I asked.

"We have to or we'll probably die."

"We need fire you do realize that right?"

"Yeah, well in our packs we did have flares." "So what are we going to do?"

"Try and get back to the Impala maybe."

"That might take too long. Tommy might die by then."

"I have no idea what we're going to do." When we were done, we sat at the edge of the campsite since Sam and Roy were not getting along at the moment. Dean came up to us after a while.

"You wanna tell me what's going on in that freaky head of yours?" Dean asked.

"Dean-" Sam started.

"No, you're not fine. You're like a powder keg, man, it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember? Then, Kate over here is the one to save our butts." I smiled. There was a pause.

"Dad's not here. I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?" Sam asked.

"Yeah you're probably right. Tell you the truth, I don't think Dad's ever been to Lost Creek." Dean said.

"Then let's get these people back to town and let's hit the road. Go find Dad. I mean, why are we still even here?" Sam asked.

"This is why." I said as Dean held out John's journal.

"This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession-everything he knows about every evil thing is in here, and he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things. The family business." Dean said. Sam just shook his head.

"That makes no sense. Why doesn't he just-call us? Why doesn't he-tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?" Sam asked clearly frustrated.

"I dunno. But the way I see it, Dad's giving us a job to do, and I intend to do it. Are you with me Kate?" Dean asked.

"I understand that we need to help people. That should always come first, but what if your dad is in trouble?" I asked.

"Dean…she has a point. I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about."

"Okay, all right, Sam, we'll find them, I promise. Listen to me. You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul. It's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man." Sam looked down, then back up.

"How do you do it? How does Dad do it?" Dean looked over to where Hailey and Ben were.

"Well for one, them." Sam looked at them as well. "I mean, I figure our family's so screwed to hell, maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little bit more bearable." He paused. "I'll tell you what else helps." Sam looked straight at Dean. "Killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can." Me and Sam smiled at that. Suddenly a twig snapped and all three of us were on high alert.

"Help me! Please!" A voice said from the woods. Dean stood up and got his gun out. "Help!" Sam and I were shining our flashlights around trying to see anything.

"He's trying to draw us out. Just stay cool, stay put." Dean said.

"Inside the magic circle?" Roy said sarcastically.

"Help! Help me!" The voice said again. Then there was a growling noise. Roy pointed his gun in the direction where the noise came from.

"Okay, that's no grizzly." Roy said. Something rushed past near where Haley and Ben were and Haley shrieked.

"It's here." Sam said. Roy shot the Wendigo twice. I knew that was a really terrible idea.

"I hit it!" Roy exclaimed as he ran off to go find what the creature was.

"Roy, no! Roy!" Dean yelled. He turned to Haley and Ben. "Don't move." We then ran after Roy.

"It's over here! It's in the tree!" Roy yelled. Just then the wending reached down from the tree and killed Roy. I screamed.

"Roy!" Dean exclaimed. I knew that was going to happen, but it didn't scare me any less.

#supernatural #spn #supernatural imagine #dean x reader #sam x reader #a whole new world

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ravewulf · 8 years ago

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DRAEDEN DID NOT BREAK UP ARE U SO FAR UP STEREKS ASS THAT UR DELUSIONAL? JUST BECAUSE SHE DIDNT MENTION HIM I. S5 DOESNT MEAN THEYRE NOT TOGETHER

To state the obvious, they are literally not together. They have been shown to have NO contact with one another or even mention each other after S4. The clear implication is that they are no longer in a relationship. Same thing happened with Lydia/Jackson and Scott/Kira as we never see them break up and yet we see them move on to other relationships. It is implicit that moving away is the same as breaking up with someone.

But let’s rewind to the start of it. When she rescues Derek and Peter she expresses clear sexual interest in him which he takes note of. Later when she’s training him to use her guns she tells him to be flexible. He responds by pulling the same sex appeal based distraction technique that Erica had tried on him in S2 and took it beyond what he used when he distracted the deputy as part of rescuing Isaac. During this and every other time they are together there is no romantic lighting that the other couples get. Instead it is cold and dark. They don’t define their relationship or make it particularly romantic, just casual.

They care about each other in that they don’t want to see people around them get hurt, but it isn’t love or a deeper understanding of who the other person is. When they discuss Derek losing his werewolf powers, Braeden talks about the powerful and combat related parts. Derek then continues with the parts that he personally finds important as someone who was born a werewolf, the everyday parts of who he is. She doesn’t catch on that he is attempting to correct her and teach her about who he is as a person and is part of what makes him decide not to try for a deeper relationship with her.

The only time they get anything remotely like romantic lighting is their very last kiss. It is a goodbye kiss to end their relationship on a positive note as Derek doesn’t expect to survive this battle. As a mercenary, Braeden is strongly associated with her guns. At the start of their relationship Derek tried out her guns and now at the end he rejects her guns and ends the relationship. Perfect bookends.

Derek and Braeden do get into a car together at the end of S4, but only to go back to Beacon Hills. They didn’t pack up all their stuff in BH as they were focused on the rescue mission, so logically they must have returned there with the others even if it wasn’t explicitly shown (plus Derek owns that whole building he was living in). After that they both went their separate ways with Braeden going back to chasing the Desert Wolf (as we see in S5) and Derek doing whatever it is he’s been doing since. Braeden never talks about or mentions Derek in any way, clearly indicating that that chapter of her life is closed.

It wasn’t some deep romantic connection, just a few weeks that they spent together in a casual relationship.

Now let’s dig a little deeper into where Jeff was going with this relationship.

Derek has tons of issues from Kate and Jennifer using and raping him. Notice that Derek doesn’t wait for Braeden to make a move on her lust for him and instead he takes and maintains control over their relationship. taking back control of his love life in general and using her to get over Kate. We see the result as by the end of S4 he is no longer afraid of Kate but is able to stand proudly in the nude over her, free of any influence she had over him. Derek had no control in how his other relationships ended (death and betrayal), but he took back control of his love life and needed a relationship that ended on his terms. His relationship with Braeden was perfect for that.

Jeff mentioned that the Sterek dream at the end of S3B is based on a short story called An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge where a dying man dreams of returning to his wife while Derek dreams of Stiles. Jacob’s Ladder is a movie that is also based on that short story and we can see how it influenced Jeff’s writing and how Derek follows a very similar character arc to Jacob.

In the movie, Jacob is dying and enters bardo. While in bardo he has an affair with another woman despite still being in love with his wife, but it turns out that this other woman was a helpful deity of bardo whose purpose was to help Jacob accept and let go of his past so he could move on in death. This is the role that Braeden takes. The metaphorical mistress/helpful deity of bardo who helps Derek move on from Kate as he’s losing his powers before he dies and evolves. Their relationship doesn’t have much of a purpose beyond this.

In the end Jacob returns to his wife’s apartment to meet up with the ghost of his son before they ascend to heaven. In TW Derek reunites with Stiles to help teach Liam control before he is stabbed by a berserker, dies, and evolves into his full wolf form. These are just a few of the highlights of the similarities as there are a ton more, so check out Weasley Detective’s Hale’s Ladder meta for the full scoop on it.

#Anonymous #asks #Draeden #Derek #Braeden #meta #Sterek

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sharkfish · 8 years ago

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Ugh, stop tempting me with all your Sterek posts! I don't have time to watch a new show! Do you think I really need to watch in order to read some fic about them? Or can I just skim wiki about the show haha

oh you absolutely do not have to watch the show and in fact i would recommend you do not. i started reading fics kind of randomly a couple weeks ago and had never seen the show – i wasn’t going to bother but it’s streaming free on amazon prime so i watched a few episodes just trying to get an idea of like… their voices and mannerisms? anyway it’s real bad. like, i talk shit on supernatural for not being a good show, but teen wolf is… in another category of not-good tv. and even the fandom seems overall pretty miserable about everything that happened past s3 or so (multiple people have told me specifically to stop watching past s3 if i make it that far) (spoiler: i won’t). watching the main character (scott mccall played by tyler posey) is real painful. i’m cringing thinking about it.

TEEN WOLF SPOILERS FOLLOW FOR ALL SEASONS PROBABLY

the main thing you’ll probably want to know about teen wolf is re: werewolf lore [link to teen wolf wiki]. even a lot of tw au fics feature werewolves, which i expected to really hate but i am actually pretty into. i’m still relatively confused about what exactly it means to be an alpha, beta, or omega werewolf in tw-land (no relation to a/b/o in an spn fandom-style omegaverse, though those exist too!!!), but as long as you realize it’s unrelated to a/b/o stuff you can generally figure out what it means in the context of whichever fic you are reading.

otherwise, here’s what you need to know: setting: beacon hills, california (fictional but probably somewhere in nocal). scott mccall got bit by a rogue alpha werewolf, turning him into a werewolf. he is not relevant, but he does accidentally fall in love with a girl (allison argent) from a family of werewolf hunters. his best friend is stiles stilinski (played by dylan o’brien, who you may know from the maze runner), the boy with a polish name so unpronounceable it isn’t even actually said in canon until later in the series (it’s Mieczyslaw, though many older fics use various difficult-for-americans polish names). stiles talks too much and is super bi. they meet derek hale, who is a hottie werewolf. (derek is played by tyler hoechlin, who is currently running around with this beard that is really upsetting to me because i am not generally into beards but i’m actually really into his beard, ugh, god dammit.) he is very broody and really just gives off some alarming edward cullen vibes in his first appearances in the show. very grumpy and mysterious and quiet and shirtless a lot. there’s a scene where he pushes stiles into a wall that is one of the gayer things i’ve ever seen since the last time dean and cas were on screen together. (seriously – there’s a similar scene between scott and stiles a couple episodes prior that is extremely non-gay, and then stiles and derek start staring at each other’s lips and fixing each other’s jackets and shit, WHOA.)

stiles is in love with lydia martin, who is a super popular pretty redheaded girl who is dating jackson. stiles’s mom died when he was younger (cancer i think but i am not sure) and his dad is the sheriff.

derek fell in love with kate argent when he was 16-18 (canon never specifies derek’s age and there is confusing info specifically in response to his age during the kate thing) (are we never told his age bc he and stiles’s antics are a little gay and stiles is only 16 at the beginning of the show? idk), not knowing she was a hunter. she used his love for her to trick him and ended up murdering his entire family (mom: talia; dad: idk his name; sisters: laura and cora [one of them may have survived the fire but died later? i am confused about this] [and then i guess cora wasn’t really dead at all?? that all happens later in canon and doesn’t come up in fics very often]) in a house fire. also i’m pretty sure derek killed this other girl he loved when he was younger (paige) – i’m not sure of the details but he’s real fucked up and guilty about it even though it is generally presented like he does not deserve that guilt.

other notable characters: erica, isaac, and boyd are members of derek’s pack. sometimes in fic isaac is in a poly thing with scott and allison which is p cool! erica and boyd are usually together. ummm there’s also a chick named kira who is a kitsune (i have no idea what that actually means in the tw verse) and might hook up with scott in later seasons. chris argent is allison’s hunter dad but some fics portray him as an ok dude. peter hale is derek’s uncle and is a creepy dick.

fics!!! k i have read a LOT of sterek fics (like.. hundreds…..) in the last couple of weeks but here are the 3 that have made it on my bookmarks list so far:

Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll derek and stiles are porn stars who do like softcore werewolf-human porn for a magazine called neckz ‘n throats. stiles shows up to a shoot with a hickey on his neck and this is Bad News cuz werewolves have this whole thing about marking (!!!) and derek is like really upset but trying to pretend it’s fine and he’s not all in love with stiles. this is probably a good intro to general ideas the tw fandom has about werewolf mating rituals. also it’s just in general A+ smutty good times.

Sell Your Body to the Night by Dira Sudis (dsudis) this one is about 16 year old sex worker stiles, hired by rich werewolf derek. so… like… warnings for all the consent implications re: being a 16 year old sex worker, and generally i stray away from underage stuff even if both characters are the same age, but this is a really beautiful sweet love story, and i can’t believe i’m describing something that is tagged with watersports as a “beautiful sweet love story,” but it really is. (i am not into watersports lmao but am glad i read this anyway. it’s one scene at the beginning of ch9 that can be skipped but tbh unless you are super squicked, i would suggest reading it bc the scene manages to come across really intense and intimate and all around great despite, you know, someone getting peed on.)

Cornerstone by Vendelin derek is a marine vet and stiles is blind. derek makes a dick out of himself and stiles kind of forcibly befriends him anyway and it’s sweet and fluffy and all-around wonderful as fuck. this was the first sterek fic i ever loved and i hope i don’t forget that feeling (i was just lamenting last night that i have zero memory of when i went from someone who was real scared of the spn fandom in general bc wincest was the only ship anyone ever talked about to dedicating 90% of my available brainpower to destiel – how did i even hear about it?? when did i start reading fics??? what kind of fics did i read??? how did i feel about them??? i have no idea!!!).

also i went through most of @bleep0bleep‘s fic rec list [link] and enjoyed the vast majority of them so i would definitely suggest checking that out for some good fics!!! (i read a bunch of bleep0bleep’s fics, too, and they are also great [link to their ao3])

keep me updated!! send me the good fic links!!!!

ps i am vaguely working on my first sterek fic. destiel is the first fandom i’ve ever completed fics for (i do have one (1) unfinished merlin fic that predates any of my spn writing, but that’s it) and the only thing i’ve written in years so it’s super weird/fun to play in another sandbox!

#robotsnchicks #sterek #sharkrecs #teen wolf #sharkprimer

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nyxelestia · 8 years ago

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Hello Nyxie, I just wanted to drop by and tell you that you are an awesome person and don't deserve hate that you get. Also wanted to ask you about how do you think TW will end? Many TW meta people have predicted the end but they are mostly anti-Scott and make bizarre predictions, I just wanted you ask you, as you mostly keep Scott's character true to his and make meta's unlike other people who will not be named. (Also sorry for my english, I'm not a native english speaker) Thank You. 😊😊😊

Hey, anon - thank you so much! ♥ And I'm so sorry for taking so long to get back to you sooner. I've been a bit bogged down, lately.

Anyway, I'm going to say right now speculation ahead of time is really not my thing, so I don't have that much insight to offer. What I do have...

Firstly, I've seen a lot of meta - from Tumblr and from elsewhere - jumping to some pretty insane conclusions in their speculation. So I'm going to say that for the most part, I'm relying only on the previews, and on Davis' actual comments and interviews about the show...which really isn't much to work with.

Davis describes the 6B finale as basically an Eldritch abomination. But the sneak previews so far have been about Hunters showing up and coming after the pack.

Normally, I might suggest that this will end in an Aesop about humans being the real monsters or the real ultimate monsters...except that's been one of the central themes of the show since the very beginning, when Kate was the one who murdered innocent people in cold blood for no reason (whereas most of Peter's victims were not innocent and every kill furthered his agenda in one capacity or another). The real villains in Season 2 were both also humans (Matt and Gerard), the Darach used to be human, and many (if not most) of the assassins from Season 4 were humans, too.

Now, that said, Teen Wolf's narrative formula at the seasonal story level is always a 2-villain one. Every season starts with one threat while hinting at another one - only for the hinted threat to turn out to be bigger than the immediate threat. So if the "H.P. Lovecraft inspired monster" is a separate villain/antagonist from the Hunters, then most likely, the Hunters will seem to be the immediate threat, only for it to turn out to be someone or something else.

This is further supported by the combination of Davis' comments about the emotional narrative of the series finale, and the preview for Ep. 611 in particular (in conjuction with the overall 6A preview). Davis remarked that the OG pack are about to leave college, when something happens to "pull" them back (or hold them back). He describes the conflict as being a question about whether or not Scott can really leave the town for a bit, while also claiming that the story is about "the outsider" (though this was said in relation to Theo).

Now, the extended preview of 6B seems to be Scott having some flashbacks about the Argents while out in the woods with Malia and Lydia, and the three of them trying to figure out who'd shot a specific bullet. The 611 episode preview seems to show a moment just after/extending from that scene. So it looks like the season is going to start with someone or something getting shot, and the bullet/the shot somehow making the teens suspicious of Hunters, possibly even/especially Chris Argent. This will, based on all the previous seasons, take up the teens' attention for some time until a bigger threat (the "disgusting" monster that Davis seems to be looking forward to) surfaces.

Davis also mentioned that we're going to be seeing some familiar faces...but, he also kept saying Season 5 would have stuff that it never did and never seemed to indicate was ever planned for or in the works, so I'm hesitant to trust his worn on anything.

I have pretty low expectations of the final season, to be honest. Davis has no real grasp of contrast - i.e. he comments that he hates the "cliches" of high school moments or scenes because "they have no tension". What he fails to realize is that they're not supposed to - they are supposed to create moments of calm and peace that can then be threatened or broken by the actual, plotted tension. He's really great at writing emotional darkness...and nearly useless at telling any other kind of story outside of that. Based on the interviews, he's almost proud of how emotional-but-otherwise-nonsensical 6A was. He often throws things in just for the hell of it even when it adds nothing to the plot and when it's nonsensical enough to even detract from it.

Meanwhile, he apparently can't think of stories for characters of color that don't interest him, but he has no problem beating dead horses into the ground, such as "Malia's relationship with Peter" - one which she clearly does not want and has no interest in, having chosen her last name to be Tate and calling Mr. Tate her dad and calling her adoptive mother and sister her family. (Even all the way back in Season 2, Davis strove for cheap adoption drama, and for some reason he can't let it go. Combined with the prevalence of shitty or abusive fathers in his writing...Davis' daddy issues are showing and that man really needs family therapy, stat. Or he's fine, but only really knows one or two formulae to generate family drama and has no idea how to work outside of those.)

I digress.

The emotional question seems to be about whether or not Scott, the town's (in Stiles' own words) sworn protector, can really leave it behind. Is this in the pragmatic sense of, Can Scott afford to leave the town's safety in the hands of the parents and the Next Gen pack? Or, is it the more abstract sense of whether Scott can leave supernatural trauma behind to pursue his dreams? Or both?

Davis says he's not a big fan of high school cliches, so he may very well end the story with "Scott has to abandon his dreams to stay in town to protect it" to be edgy. I hope not, but I wouldn't be all that surprised either way.

Conversely, though - the Argent family nutjobs have been at the root of almost all the villains and problems of Teen Wolf thus far. In Seasons 1, 2, and 4, the main villains were Hunters, the villains of 3A only existed because of a psychotic Argent Hunter (everything going back to Gerard turning on Deucalion in the past), and in Season 5, Marcel was trying to bring back his best friend, an Argent ancestor. The villains of 3B and 6A have so far been the only ones to not be resulting from or connected to the Argent family nutjobs in some manner. (Those were also the seasons where the Good Argents shone the most - Allison stepping up to the plate as a leader until she died in the 'line of duty' in 3B, and Chris dedicating so much time and energy to protecting the pack and even bonding with the mother of an alpha werewolf in 6A).

So it could very well be that some distant remnants of the Argent family, or other Hunters besides, are more directly connected to the Eldritch abomination - or may even be trying and failing to use it. Or, much like even the most monstrous forms started out looking human (i.e. La Bete stemming from Mason and Sebastian), it could be that the monster is looking lik Hunters, or somehow 'hiding' behind/being masked by Hunters.

I'd say "we'll see", but 6B is supposed to be getting promoted or even aired by now, and the fact that it's not is worrisome...

#tw s6b #teen wolf season 6b #teen wolf speculation #teen wolf meta #nyxie answers #nyxie will try to answer more tomorrow or the day after #but right now nyxie has to go to bed #Anonymous

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ignisnoctscientia · 8 years ago

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Things I will be Forever Mad about Teen Wolf

I will try to be clear and brief (no particular order) :

The Lost Potential: I expected a show more about werewolves, mates, soulmates, pack dynamics, family dynamics, dynamics between wolves and humans. Just more werewolf things and plots around those stuff.

Spark Stiles: That would have added so much about the werewolf things. Stiles with magical powers would have added so much to the possible plots.

Disappearing, dying characters: Very unnecessary. That means the writers couldn’t handle writing diverse characters and include them with a reason in the plots. (That’s why some of the actors left and they had to be killed or something)

Bisexual Stiles: Personally i found many scenes where i questioned Stiles’ sexuality, long before i joined tumblr and got to know shipping (and sterek). That would have been important addition to the show, interesting, diverse.

What about the Hales? - So many things i wanted to know about them......forever lost and wonder.

Characters like Gerard and Kate survived and lasted in the show longer than Derek and Allison.

Mason seemed just like a gay filler. - I don’t hate the dude. I think he had potential for something more than just a filler and turning out to be the Beast ... was disappointed.

Underdeveloped characters. - Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Kira.... they deserved better.

DEREK HALE DESERVED A LOT BETTER!!!

Sterek ! - millions of fans saw something and Davis and the writers ignored it; the actors had to offer so much about their own characters and development. Even if they didn’t end up the gay canon, more scenes and conversations between them would have been enough.

The Banshee: it was a good idea, but not well executed. Needed a little more work. Lydia needed a mentor, someone to help her and teach her how to cope (a grandma for example).

Backstories: sooo many characters deserved at least a few flashbacks of their lives before: Jackson, Stiles, Derek, Isaac very much too.

The bite ‘’ rape’’ : Scott used Derek’s trust to give Gerard the bite. They needed to talk it out before or after, like a pack, like friends, like adults.

Not mentioning anyone who died or left: As if Allison never existed, no word from Jackson and Isaac. Breadon came back and Derek-we had no idea what happened to him.

Timeline, ageing ? What?- Not enough birthdays;no mention of age; i feel like they stayed the same age for seasons ...........

What happened in the summer between S2 and S3? - we would never know.

Lack of details in general !

Adding shit ton of supernatural creatures i just lost the point of being a show with WEREWOLVES

I don’t know why i loved the show on the first place. I’m sad it’s coming to an end, but i wish the creators worked a bit more on it or at least listened to the fans and their own cast.

#tw #teen wolf #sterek #no hate #just sharing the numerous of things that could have been better #and another shows nailed it #obvs it is possible

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sad-acederek · 8 years ago

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Reverse burglary (a Christmas miracle)

(Based on this post. Sterek prompt, with a poor, grieving Derek who gets the safety and rescue he so desperately hopes for)

Derek sighs. The way to home from campus looks as unappealing as the stack of work that weighs down his bag. Snow and slush has filled the streets while he had been confined to the monotonic walls of the lecture room, coloring the ground with whites and grays and browns.

Things have been tough for a long time now. Ever since Laura was killed, her body buried underneath the old and dilapidated Hale house, Derek’s been all alone. Grieving, anchorless mess. The fact that his own uncle had taken his alpha’s life, someone that was supposed to be family, was such a big blow that Derek hadn’t even known what to do with Peter afterwards.

Not that he had to do anything. His uncle had been killed by a hunter, Chris Argent, after Peter had gone rampant and apparently turned a couple teenagers in his fury. At first, a glimmer of hope had burst in Derek’s chest. Other wolves, just as lost and clueless as he was. It could mean a new start of a pack, a new family. Someone to get to be in contact with, to rely on without having to give anything but love in return.

It. . . Did not happen.

The first boy that had been turned, the one with the slightly magical smelling friend, had rebuffed Derek so hard he was still blinking back tears whenever he thought of it. The second one he had approached from afar, but after getting the gist that the kid, Jackson whats-his-face was a self-entitled, rich and spoiled jock, Derek had turned on his heels and never looked back.

But even if he didn’t get to have a pack, his chest burning with longing and sadness so deep it ached whenever he saw the other wolves (The other kid, Scott, had turned into a true alpha, and had turned three other kids as well to join their pack. They looked happy.), at least he was safe in Beacon Hills from other hunters. Peter had killed Kate, Derek shuddering at the thought of her still roaming these streets, and Chris had taken the position of the local hunter, and had mostly only threatened Derek.

Apart from that one time that Chris and his goons had destroyed Laura’s Camaro, the only thing he had left of her. He had sobbed for the whole night, ready to curl into a ball and disappear, crawl into the grave with Laura’s body and hope Mother Nature would caress him into sleep so deep he’d get to see the rest of his family.

He stayed.

But one problem (among many others) that he had, was that Derek had no money. With Laura’s death, the human society unaware of her passing, since ‘werewolf territory death match’ wasn’t a viable explanation to the police, all of the money that their inheritance held was in Laura’s name. In Laura’s bank accounts. Derek had no access to those.

The only thing he had was the apartment Laura had rented, with a automatic payment contract to the monthly rent. Without an anchor, or at least a stable one, Derek was unable to get a job because he was so afraid he would fuck it up. He’d enrolled into Beacon Hills community college, because that too had been pre-paid, but other than the three pairs of henleys, two t-shirts, four pairs of boxers and one pair of jeans with his Converse shoes and Kånken bag, he virtually had nothing for himself.

He was piss poor, unemployed full-time student with no friends, no family and hunters that were ready to put him down with only a wrong twitch of the eye.

His life was a disaster.

Trudging through the melting snow, Derek listened to his stomach mourn for food. In three days time there would be a full moon, and in that time, the woods would be dangerous to hunt in. If he wanted food, he’d have to go either tonight, or tomorrow. He tskd, thinking of the pile of essays waiting for him.

Thank God he was allowed to hand write them. If he wasn’t, he’d practically have to live in the library or at the school campus, because he didn’t own a computer. Even his apartment held only one working lamp with a light bulb, an empty fridge and two towels. He did have a plate and a fork, as well as a meat knife he’d snatched from the outdoor diner that didn’t look close enough for their customer’s empty dishes.

When he nears his apartment, Derek stiffens. Someone is inside his apartment. Wary, he carefully steps the three sets of stairs up to his door, and listens. The burglar doesn’t seem to be doing anything though. Which makes sense. Derek doesn’t even own a bed, for Christ’s sake. He usually sleeps as a wolf on the floor.

He rattles the lock loudly, hoping for whomever it is that’s on the other side would take the hint and bolt. But the person doesn’t. Derek opens the lock slowly, letting the door creak from its hinges, and steps inside. He drops his bag near the entrance as he closes the door behind him and stares.

The stranger is standing in a what should be a living room, his back faced against the front door. And it is a he, Derek realizes. It’s the kid, the friend of that true alpha. He’d never gotten his name, though, but he could smell the sheriff and the kid shared a scent, so he knows he’s a Stilinski at least.

The kid turns slowly, his eyes wide as he locks them with Derek.

‘’Dude,’’ the teen says with a feeling. Derek can sympathize.

‘’This is where you live? There’s - There’s nothing here! I don’t even see a bed. Your fridge is so empty it doesn’t even have a light. Does any of your lights in this apartment work?’’

Confused, Derek quietly points to the one in the bathroom. ‘’That one works,’’ he says blankly.

‘’. . . Only that one?’’

‘’Uh,’’ Derek says, ‘’Yes?’’

‘’Dude,’’ the kid says with horror. ‘’What do you eat? You look like you have bones and skin, and. . . Stubble. Very manly and uh, wolfy, but not very nutritious.’’

Getting the wits of him, Derek scowls, growling a little. He crosses his arms. ‘’What are you even doing here?’’ he snarls. ‘’How did you even get in?’’

The kid looks unimpressed. ‘’I’m a cop’s kid. I know how to pick locks. Which, by the way, my dad’s the sheriff. He’s uh, in the know now. So.’’

‘’So what?’’

‘’So,’’ the kid says, ‘’You don’t need to hide in a place like this anymore. We know you’re a werewolf, and the Argent douche is a hunter, but dad will keep you safe. He’s not letting Argent mess with any of us, so I’m sure he’d be happy to help you out too. So, you know, move to a better apartment, get some food and clothes and stuff.’’

Derek blinks. ‘’I live here,’’ he says, uncomprehending. He doesn’t have any money to get a better apartment. He doesn’t live this way because he wants to.

‘’Well, yeah, but can’t you like, move somewhere else? You have money, I know, because I, um, might have seen the police file and the um, amount of money you got from the uh . . .’’ Death of you family, the kid doesn’t finish, but Derek hears it loud and clear. He looks away, the loss of it all hitting him renew.

‘’I don’t have any money,’’ he grits out. ‘’My sister. . . She’s got it all.’’

‘’Oh, uh, cool,’’ the kid says, swaying on his heels. ‘’So where is she? Do you want me to help you find her?’’

Derek snorts humorlessly. ‘’I know where she is,’’ he murmurs, hugging himself. ‘’And that’s where I hope I would be too.’’

The kid blinks. ‘’. . .And where is that?’’

‘’In a grave,’’ he answers roughly, ‘’and all the better for it.’’

The kid takes a few fumbled steps backwards. ‘’She’s dead? She uh, who - ‘’

‘’My uncle,’’ Derek sighs, and suddenly he’s weary, defeated. He comes to the living room, charting away from the kid and slumping against one of the walls, sliding it down so that he’s sitting on the floor.

‘’Everyone is dead. There’s noone left but me.’’

The kid frowns, whispering, ‘’That’s rough.’’ He comes to sit next to Derek, mimicking his position. They’re both quiet for a while, the moon filtering through the curtainless window, revealing the dust speckles swarming the floor.

Abruptly, the kid stands up. ‘’I know what to do,’’ he says to nobody in particular, and then looks down at Derek and winks. ‘’Just wait here. I’ll be back.’’

The kid dashes to the door, only stopping to excitedly tell Derek, ‘’My name’s Stiles by the way. And I’ll be back so just sit tight, mister. I’m gonna - Yeah, this is going to be good, just wait - ‘’ And then he’s gone.

All that’s left of the guy is mixed smells that permeate Derek’s den. He waits a couple hours, but the kid doesn’t come back. So he goes to sleep, already regretting not getting any essays done. But that’s a problem for tomorrow.

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When Derek gets home late the next day, there are strangers again in his apartment. This time it’s multiple someones. He doesn’t bother going quietly like last time, because he can smell the pack of wolves and they probably already know he’s coming.

Stiles is the one who opens the door before he has time to fish out his keys, and he’s beaming, ushering Derek inside.

Derek stops just shy of Stiles getting the door closed. He blinks dumbly at the sight that greets him. There are lights on everywhere at the apartment. There’s a fucking rug on his hallway, and he can see furniture in the living room, peeking from the corners. Stiles comes from behind him, pushing him more inside. At first he’s greeted by Sheriff Stilinski. The man is in his uniform, his face apologetic and reassuring.

‘’Mr. Hale,’’ he says, extending his hand. ‘’I have heard from my son that you are someone I can come to if I have any questions about the supernatural. I’ve been educated within the past four months, but information from a person who’s clearly more knowledgeable than my son’s friends or our town’s cryptic vet would be appreciated. And,’’ he says, bringing Derek into a comfortable hug, ‘’I’m very sorry for your loss son. I knew your family. If you ever need anyone to talk to, I’m always available.’’

Then the man extracts himself and offers a smile. ‘’And call me John, son. I’l be sure to have my number in your cellphone after tonight.’’

‘’Derek,’’ Derek says in response. ‘’And uh, I don’t have a phone.’’

‘’You do now!’’ Stiles pipes up. Derek looks over, and then he sees the herd of teenagers that are the wolves he’s been seeing around town.

‘’I’m Isaac Lahey,’’ the first kid, Isaac, says. ‘’Nice to meet you.’’ He doesn’t offer his hand, but nods shyly. Derek knows him. He’d listened to the kid get beaten up more often than not, and even went to threaten the kid’ father a couple times. It’s nice to see Isaac to not be in pain or scared.

‘’Derek,’’ he offers in response.

‘’I’m Erica, and this is my best friend Boyd,’’ the blond, white teen says, and points to the guy behind her. Derek nods at them.

‘’And I’m uh, Scott McCall. And I um, wanted to . . .’’ the kid whines in protest when Stiles jabs him in the side, but lowers his head. ‘’I’m sorry I was rude to you when we met. You tried to help me and I was being an idiot. I would like to start from a clean slate, and um, offer you a place in my pack. That is, if you want it.’’

Derek looks around. There are two sofas and a coffee table, a couple rugs and a bed. Even red curtains have made an appearance, and he can smell food in his kitchen that he knows wasn’t there before.

‘’Why all this? You don’t even know me. I don’t know you,’’ Derek says, baffled.

Stiles shrugs. ‘’It’s Christmas time and that is a time of giving? Because dude, I’ve seen you brooding away, thinking we don’t see when you look at us. I kind of know now what wolves need, and wolves need a pack. And you don’t have one. And we rejected you when you tried to form one with us, but we regret that. Because leaving someone alone after so much tragedy is, well, pretty much a punishable crime to me. So.’’ The kid spreads his hand. ‘’Here we are, if you want us. And you don’t even have to decide now. Just, think about it. Get to know us, let us get to know you. Let the odd ones gather into one big, smoochy family.’’

There are groans from the others, and the sheriff facepalms so hard, Derek hears the slap sound it makes, as the man’s palm hits against skin.

Derek hugs himself, already feeling a little bit better at having someone similar to him, someone with the same set of instincts than him be near him. Fill his den with their scents.

‘’I’ll think about it,’’ he promises, and Stiles fist pumps. Then the teens start carrying food from the kitchen, and Derek can’t help but think that, yeah. Maybe Laura will have to wait for awhile before Derek joins him.

Just for a little while.

#eternalsterek #sterek #appreciate derek hale #my writing #kulkuri writes ficlets

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huntsthemoon · 8 years ago

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1. Your first OC ever?

It was a vampire in the Beyblade universe, her name was Tru Darling and I was 14, don’t judge me lol

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

I have a personal soft spot for Eleanora ‘Nora’ Argent obviously. She’s the first fully fleshed out character I’ve created and I thought about her for a year before I started writing. I’m just super proud of her.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

The same beyblade fic I had made friends with some folks on ff.net and basically added them as characters. By the time I was down there was like 20 OC’s in the story and it wasn’t finished. It was a mess lol.

4. A character you rarely talk about?

Mika Parker, she’s a poly-sterek fic I started to work on but she never got very far. I might still write her some day. She helps spark!Stiles control his magic and come to grips with his attraction to one Derek Hale

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

Ooooo it’s hard to pick, but I think I’d have to go with Nora. Just because I’m like 18 chapters in and I just really want to see people love my little broken bird.

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

The only ones who aren’t related that look somewhat alike would be Gabriel and Valentina and only because they’re blonde and blue eyed. Not really anything other than that.

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

Eleanora and Gabriel are part of The Moon Huntress (latest chapter here)

Frankie and Ben Connelly are part of Above All Else which is in the process of being written. (learn more about them here and here)

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!

I don’t RP sorry

9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?

I’m willing to allow crossovers or fan works but I would like to be asked first although those who’ve already made me stuff no they have full permission ;)

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design?

All of them lol I love writing complicated characters what can I say?

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”?

Not sure what’s meant here, but Frankie is all smiles and sweetness on the surface...

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

I can’t pick just one lol.... a few OC’s that I’ve read so far are and they’re all great. If I miss someone I’m sorry.... Ellie Connor, Piper Dean & Merikh Amor by @lady-baratheon Fred Ackerman by @susiesamurai Emery Duran, Diana Chang & Bianca Larson by @dubonet Maddie Hayes by @anarchxst Arianna Patrakis by @fraysquake and there’s so many more my brain is just not functioning right now.

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs?

My biggest troublemaker would be Gabriel from TMH, he’s not even fully introduced into the fic as a real person and he’s causing all kinds of problems ;)

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

Eleanora Argent thought she was tough as nails, but being back in Beacon Hills hunting a rogue alpha werewolf throws her world for a loop. And the addition of Derek Hale in her life only helps to complicate things. Her family has a code, but what's her code?

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

Like it? I love it! And I love hearing about others OCs as well. Anything you wanna know ask away and I’ll try my best to answer.

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)?

Probably Frankie, she’s super smart and not afraid to go after finding something out she doesn’t know about. Unfortunately she doesn’t have much time to study.

17. Any OC OTPs?

Obviously Eleanora x Derek for sure..... my OTP ride and die.

18. Any OC crackships?

A few Eleanora paired with @lydamartin‘s Oliver always has amazing things. And I have a feeling her with @dubonet‘s Will Martin would be interesting as well. And I also love her with @susiesamurai‘s Kevin ;)

I’ve always thought Gabriel and @papermoon262‘s Alex would be really interesting if they could survive each other lol.

Frank with @dubonet‘s Dylan Larson has been interesting lately as well. And Ben could be interesting with either @catgrant‘s Gwen Lodge or @lady-baratheon‘s Piper Dean

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

The one that would probably sing would be Valentina and it’d be a soft sweet voice singing something in Russian

21. Your most artistic OC

Nora for sure, if she was in AU she’d be finishing art school and have a thriving career illustrating graphic novels or something similar. She draws allot to try to sort her mess of a head out.

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how?

Nora again, I sometimes get the feeling people think of her allot like Kate but I hope that the more you read the more people realize they couldn’t be more different.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

Frankie has changed allot but it has to do with development as she doesn’t have a story fully yet. Also watching the first episode of Riverdale changed some things in my head.

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

Probably Nora so I could give a hug she wouldn’t take ;)

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

There’s allot of myself in Nora, hard to write some of the traits without including myself or having personal experience but I feel each of my characters has a small part of me in them. Yes even Gabriel... :D

26. Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about them against your will?

I changed Nora FC after joining tumblr and realizing that I wanted to learn to edit and it was just to hard to find good stuff to makes edits with her original FC.

27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song?

I’m one of those people who writes with my entire music library on shuffle so there’s probably some crossovers from my favourite songs but not inspired exactly no.

28. Your most dangerous OC?

Definitely Gabriel, there’s nothing more dangerous than a man with no morals, he’s the true definition of beast when it comes to werewolves.

29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going?

Pretty much all of them... they’re all pretty much lone birds if you know what I mean.

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

I wanna say Gabriel because it’s just too funny but probably more like Frankie, she wants to be mature but she’s just a small child inside.

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

Frankie’s would be lots of pink, sayings reblogged and lots of fashion and hipster blogs reblogged.

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why?

Nora.... girls got skills!!!!

33. Your shyest OC?

Probably Frankie, she’s shy to go after what she truly wants.

34. Do you have any twin characters?

No I don’t

35. Any sibling characters?

Well Eleanora is Allison Argent’s sister

Ben & Frankie are siblings.

36. Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else (siblings, lovers, friends etc)?

Eleanora is paired with Derek Hale and Gabriel and is siblings with Allison Argent and daughter to Chris and Victoria, Niece to Kate, Granddaughter to Gerard and Friends with Stiles, Isaac, Erica and Boyd.

Gabriel is paired with Eleanora.

Valentina is paired with Oliver Queen.

Frankie is paired with Jughead Jones and becomes friends with the gang. Sister to Ben.

Ben is paired with Ms. Grundy and is friends with FP. Brother to Frankie.

Mika is paired with Stiles and Derek and Friends with Jackson.

37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human

Mika is a talented spark and emissary from England that is a member of the pack Jackson ends up in. She meets Stiles through Jackson and then Derek through Stiles. She’s a fun loving but no nonsense when it comes to magic kind of girl.

38. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer?

Valentina is very good on her feet and could whisk you away ballroom style.

39. Introduce any character you want

Valentina has climbed the ranks of the Bratva for the past five years. All without a care about what Oliver Queen had been doing since their last meeting. The last time they spoke one of them was laying on the ground bloody and beaten and the other stared coldly down.

She had been 20 at the time and full of rage and a need for revenge. Now when Church is busy destroying Star City the Bratva bring in their best enforcer and assassin to take him down. Her mission is to strengthen their holdings in the city and it’s not long before she runs into it’s new Mayor.

Seeing her again brings up questions for Oliver and gives his new team more reasons to question his methods. But can he stop her from adding another name to her ever growing list of regrets? Or is she too well trained by the Bratva for even Oliver to stop her when she gets her target.

40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!

The fact that Nora is basically the reason I’ve gotten to meet all you amazing people, love ya.

41. Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!)

No I haven’t had any drawn I’ve had many awesome other edits made for my characters and I love them all.

42. Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods?

Probably Gabriel ;)

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

I don’t think I do....

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

I love that they’re all fun to write for in different ways...

45. A character you no longer use?

That original OC lol.

46. Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly?

A few times teehee....

47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child?

A few times teehee....

48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure

None of my characters are pure......

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

Probably Frankie or maybe Gabriel in a weird way....

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

I just want to thank everyone who continues to support me and my OCs I love you all. Even if it’s just reading these and not comment or liking or anything I still love that you take that time. I just want everyone to love my children like I do :D

Wow this is a beast, sorry some of my answers aren’t longer...

@papermoon262

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