#gen steter

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Title: To New Beginnings (So Long As It's With You) Fandom: Teen Wolf x Solo Leveling Character/Pairing: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale, Original Characters Rating: T Word Count: 6,517 Summary: A single deviation lands Stiles and Peter in a whole new world.

They both agree that they're far better for it. Tags: Post-Season 6A, Canon Divergence AU, Dimension Travel, Crossover, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Original Character(s), Established Relationship, Domestic, Outsider POV, Multiple POV, Alternate Universe - Solo Leveling Fusion

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[fullmoonficlet]

MASTERLIST 616 - MARVEL

Check out the fanworks created for the latest prompt: MARVEL. Don't forget to express your appreciation by leaving a comment!

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Marvel by @sivan325 (FICLET, Derek/Stiles, G, 705) angst, betrayal, bad friend Scott

A Marvelous Mess by @simplyn2deep (FIC, Gen, G, 1827)

Marvel And Wonder by @darkjediqueen (FIC, Peter/Stiles, PG-13, 1970)

[soulofapatrick]

My Teen Wolf Next Gen - Steter

Mieczyslaw Noah Stilinski and Peter Angus Hale 

Married 

Stiles is an officer and Peter is a stay at home dad

𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓾𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓴 𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓴𝓲-𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮

Played by Logan Lerman 

Spark 

Dating Allison McCall

𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓛𝔂𝓭𝓲𝓪 𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓴𝓲-𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮

Played by Kendall Jenner

Werewolf 

Dating Lia Parrish 

𝓝𝓸𝓪𝓱 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓴𝓲-𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮

Played by Harry Styles

Human 

Dating Dylan Raeken

𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓪 𝓢𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓴𝓲-𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓮

Played by Barbara Palvin 

Werewolf 

Dating Henry McCall

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

So… I already have like 70 Sterek fic tabs open on my phone (there’s so many good authors in this fandom it’s not my fault!) but I was thinking that despite some fantastic tumblr posts about it I don’t think I’ve actually read a necromancer!Stiles fic.

I went through your fabulous tag page but I didn’t see one so hopefully I didn’t miss it. If you or your loverly followers have any recs I sure would appreciate it!

(And no rush, I seriously have so many tabs but I am greedy)

Hi @arora-kayd! @kevaaronday made this list for you.

Murder, Magic and a Masterclass in Denial by Noxnthea (9/9 | 41,940 | Explicit | Sterek) “No, seriously, I need to talk to you really quick,” Stiles interrupts. “Before Peter gets out here.” 

Derek braces himself. “Okay.”

“I need you to make sure I can be alone with the body for a few minutes.” 

Derek stares at him. “You get that that’s like…a really weird request, right?”

In the three months since Derek left the NYPD and joined the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit, he’s gotten used to a lot of things: he’s learned to deal with seeing Peter every day, he knows how to hide his enhanced senses on the job, and he doesn’t mind the late nights and early mornings.

One thing he’s still not used to, however, is Stiles Stilinski.

You only Live Once… or Twice by WonderWolf (6/6 | 32,949 | Explicit | Sterek) “Anything,” Derek’s eyes are determined, boring into Stiles’. 

Stiles huffs a laugh, “Careful there, big guy. Don’t want to be promising anything to every necromancer you meet. Some might ask for your soul or someth—”

“I’ll give you my soul to bring her back,” Derek says, his voice steady and strong with resolve, “if that’s what you want.”

Stiles’ mouth gapes open for a moment before his brain kicks into gear and he stutters out, “N-no, I don’t ask for that. I only ask for money.”

(Or the one in which Stiles is a necromancer who needs help stopping a rogue alpha and Derek is the solution, but at what cost?)

I See Dead People by Asteria_Star (13/13 | 15,318 | Teen | Sterek) Stiles has been able to see Ghosts for as long as he could remember. Having a ghost tell you that you are a necromancer and that the supernatural exists was nothing. What isn't nothing is trying to navigate your best friend becoming a werewolf while trying to hide what you are. 

Features Stiles and Talia having a mother-son dynamic that I didn't know I needed.

Sarcasm, Suspicion and Raising the Dead: A Necromancer’s Guide to Getting the Guy (Your Murderer and/or Your Boyfriend) by Aerica_Menai (1/1  |13,917 | Teen | Sterek) Stiles met Derek’s blue, blue eyes - still striking, even bloodshot from crying - as he slid into the other side of the booth. Immediately, the request came tumbling forward: “Could - would you bring her back?”

“I can - I will - but only temporarily,” Stiles warned.

“Thank you,” he breathed. “Whatever extra time I get with her will be - “ He took a deep breath as his voice broke. “ - appreciated,” he finally choked out.

And that’s when Stiles knew he was in trouble.

formed in the very poetry of nature by frankie_31 (4/4 | 7,984 | Explicit | Steter) Stiles can raise the dead. Stiles can put them back down. But what happens when one of his undead minions stays up?

Peter Hale is back from the dead. Kind of. And he'd like to stay that way.

Burial Rituals by aurevell (1/1 | 4,989 | Gen | Sterek) The necromancer freezes halfway over the fence, stuttering to a halt the second Derek flashes his red eyes. It’s an awkward pose to hold: leg hiked up over the waist-high bars, hands gripping the rail for balance. The fence’s wrought-iron spears dig into his calf a bit as he settles, clearly caught off guard.

“Uh,” he says lamely, his face pale in the scant moonlight. “Shit.”

Derek guards an abandoned cemetery. Stiles is the necromancer trying to break in.

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Hanging On by a Single Bond

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61511056 by Takara_Phoenix Stiles' way of dealing with his own pain and grief had always been to instead take care of others. After Gerard, the Hale Pack becomes his pet-project. That includes self-proclaimed lone wolf Peter. Then things get messy. The Hale Pack seemingly ends when Derek gives up the Alpha spark, the McCall Pack forms, Stiles gets possessed. And, confusingly enough, Peter takes care of him. Words: 5357, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale, Derek Hale, Sheriff Stilinski, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale & Erica Reyes, Peter Hale & Sheriff Stilinski, Peter Hale & Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski & Jackson Whittemore, Vernon Boyd & Erica Reyes & Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski & Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale & Everyone, Stiles Stilinski & Everyone, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura Additional Tags: Slash, Post-Season/Series 02, Erica Reyes Lives, Vernon Boyd Lives, Vernon Boyd and Erica Reyes Live, Pack Mom Stiles Stilinski, Touch-Starved Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski Takes Care of Peter Hale, Hale Pack, Pack Feels, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Bad Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Bad Pack Alpha Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale Takes Care of Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski is Pushed Out of Scott McCall's Pack, the Hale Pack and the McCall Pack Coexist, Pack Alpha Peter Hale, we're not starting there but getting there, Murder, Murder Husbands, Stiles Stilinski Knows How To Use A Gun, Werewolf Courting, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, The Hale Pack Moves to London, Sheriff Stilinski's Name is Noah (Teen Wolf), Post-Nogitsune, we're getting vague with the timeline post season 3, Gerard Argent is the Benefactor, Slow Burn, Steter Secret Santa 2024 Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61511056

[takaraphoenix]

I’m a pregnant Stiles kick lately with my reading.

The idea of stiles getting pregnant and the other parent not being in the picture and Peter or Chris stepping in is driving me crazy tonight. Like I’m over here thinking how cute would it be for Peter to step in and raised a completely human baby with stiles- something that feels like it would be majorly different in terms of milestones and sickness compared to a werewolf baby. On the other side of that thinking: Chris stepping in and helping stiles raise a little werewolf baby. The bug bad hunter now raising the wolf.

Ah, that's not very appealing to me personally. I'm not a fan of the pregnant by someone else and left angle.

But I do think that Peter and Chris would be very doting and worried fathers to be.

In my Steter/Stetopher next gen (they share okay I am not giving myself more stress by creating different kids for when Chris joins the fun I do NOT have the space for that), they do kind of have a set of "one of each".

Their eldest, Jamie, is human (he is also the only one I got to even half-way use so far... I am not in my next gen stage yet xD).

They also have a set of twins though, Rowan and Riley. Rowan is a werewolf, and next in line for being Hale Alpha, while Riley is a kitsune, a last left-over from the Nogitsune which would be so delightfully angsty on Stiles' part imo.

And hell yeah, Peter would so fret about the more fragile human baby, while Chris freaks out whenever Rowan flashes her eyes golden at him like no that is a full toddler why is she climbing up the couch with her flaws.

[sapphireginger]

✎ Author Self Recs: Ship Favs (Teen Wolf)

These are my favorite fics that I’ve written for each of the ships I’ve done. If there’s only one fic for a ship, I decided not to include it. I also only chose works that are fully posted.

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»» B-Reading Romance | Sterek

✰ Ship: Stiles + Derek

✰ WC: 15,529

✰ Ch: 3/3

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

Stiles Stilinski is an omega and the father of two very adorable children Emerald (Emmy) and Milo. He loves them with every fiber of his being and will do anything to protect them. His fierce protectiveness of his children is how he finds himself outside a local restaurant with a safe place sign. Stiles has no thoughts beyond keeping his kids safe but seeing the gorgeous alpha who smells like safety and home allows the tension to bleed out of him. He is safe now.

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»» Predator, Prey & a Pole | Steter

✰ Ship: Stiles + Peter

✰ WC: 7,244

✰ Rating: Explicit

✰ Summary:

Being told you are beautiful and believing it are two very different things. Without his mother there to remind him and reassure him, Stiles struggles to hold onto any belief that her words are true. The cruel barbs of his peers cut deep. He wishes that for even one night, he could be someone-anyone-else.

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»» From the Ashes | Stisaac

✰ Ship: Stiles + Isaac

✰ WC: 66,135

✰ Ch: 30/30

✰ Rating: Explicit

✰ Summary:

Insanus Carcerum. That's where Stiles finds himself after Scott's betrayal. He has no one now. At least, it doesn't seem like it. Although...the curly haired boy he rooms with could be someone he can have. This is assuming they make it out alive.

Fate has a way of creating chaos but also provides for the ones wronged.

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»» Mythos Award | Stackson

✰ Ship: Stiles + Jackson

✰ WC: 1,686

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

Stiles receives an email of congratulations. He reaches out to tell the pack his news but well there's only one pack member who actually learns the news and supports him.

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»» Little Lost Boy | Steo

✰ Ship: Stiles + Theo

✰ WC: 40,865

✰ Ch: 15/15

✰ Rating: Explicit

✰ Summary:

Stiles Stilinski loves his mommy and daddy but one day tragedy strikes and Stiles finds himself lost. When he’s found by people who show him kindness he embraces it but it is far from easy and the tragedy resulted in serious trauma that he deals with every day. Luckily he has such a strong support system.

This is the journey of a little lost boy and his life after cruel fate played its hand.

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»» Gaia’s Photo Album | Stargent

✰ Ship: Stiles + Chris

✰ WC: 1,993

✰ Rating: Teen & Up

✰ Summary:

The storm has picked up and amber eyes glint when the lightning flashes. When he finally reaches her grave, he is tired but the relief in making it in one piece outweighs his exhaustion.

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»» Beauty & the Void | Stallison

✰ Ship: Stiles + Allison

✰ WC: 39,305

✰ Ch: 10/10

✰ Rating: Explicit

✰ Summary:

Allison Argent is a prisoner and her grandfather-Gerard-is her captor. She uses her books to escape the horror she's living in but soon her books won't be the only adventure she lives. The horror won't last forever. Especially not when the Shadow King intervenes on her behalf.

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»» Protective Mama Bear | Stayden

✰ Ship: Stiles + Hayden

✰ WC: 482

✰ Rating: Gen

✰ Summary:

Hayden and Stiles’s eldest child, their son Orion, was going on his first date. Hayden wasn’t ready and Stiles knew where he would find her.

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»» That Witch! | Stimione

✰ Ship: Stiles + Hermione

✰ WC: 3,580

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

“Are any of your books damaged?” he asked, prepared to pay to fix them if needed.

The girl quirked a brow. “Would it matter if they were?”

Stiles nodded seriously. “Absolutely. Books are knowledge. The destruction of knowledge is blasphemous in my book. Anyone who says otherwise is a bloody fool and—”

“I’m sorry,” she said between giggles. “You’re American. I wasn’t expecting you to say ‘bloody’.”

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»» When You’re the Best of Friends | Stora

✰ Ship: Stiles + Cora

✰ WC: 10,239

✰ Rating: Explicit

✰ Summary:

Cora Hale and Stiles Stilinski have been best friends since the womb. Okay from the time they were born they have been inseparable.

Talia and Claudia have always been powerless to separate them. The two kids did everything together. They were always at either the Hale’s or the Stilinski's, rarely if ever separated. Sleepovers became an every night kind of thing.

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»» I’ll Bee Kissing My Honey | Stira

✰ Ship: Stiles + Kira

✰ WC: 5,078

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

Kira chuckles softly and Mr. Stilinski quirks a brow in question. She winks. “I told him he could tally the number of kisses and I will give him twice that many when we get home.”

Noah’s eyebrows fly up and then he rolls his eyes playfully. “Of course you did,” he says with a smile. He glances at his son. “You spoil him.”

“Perhaps but he spoils me more.”

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»» Guarding a Life | Staura

✰ Ship: Stiles + Laura

✰ WC: 7,695

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

Stiles is the Head Lifeguard at the Laranja Beach in Miami, Florida. He’s been Head Lifeguard for five years now. Stiles started lifeguarding at the age of eighteen and then became head lifeguard at twenty-one.

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»» Drowning Out Sound | Stofc

✰ Ship: Stiles + Callie (OFC)

✰ WC: 21,911

✰ Ch: 9/9

✰ Rating: Mature

✰ Summary:

The hospital seems so still when he arrives, and he glances at the sign out front.

California Children’s Clinic

He doesn’t linger but heads inside and immediately up to the front desk. A nurse with curly blonde hair and green eyes smiles at him. “Hello. Can I help you?”

Peter swallows and nods. “My um…My godson is here. He was brought in, and they called me.”

“Name?”

“Mieczyslaw Genim Stilinski. Although he goes by Stiles.”

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[midnightwinterhawk]

Stop the presses! I'm doing the unthinkable and rearranging squares because I need this on my list and 'superpowers' just won't fit. It's sheer anarchy over here on my bingo card. (That's what you get when you hang out with a trickster.)

So! Square 12 (bumping the original holder up to gen fic): mythical creature au

Invoke Me by @isolatedinsolence

3.6k | NR | Steter

For Steter Week 2023

Day Four: Ancient Things

Stiles’ mother had always warned him to keep his name guarded. She had even given him a name so unpronounceable that the average American wouldn’t even bother trying to say it, much less remember it. Sure, a select few knew his name but even they couldn’t pronounce it, save for his dad.

He had only been 18 for a week when Peter started sniffing around. It wasn’t that Stiles wasn’t flattered or particularly receptive, but honestly, it was kinda cramping his style. He knows that sounds harsh, but Stiles had a secret and a birthright to try out, and though he didn’t think it would make any difference to Peter, it was just too dangerous for anyone to know.

After all, the truth is what got his mother killed. It was easy to pass her death off as frontotemporal dementia after that zmora ate her soul and left her body nothing more than an upright and confused corpse.

[xenosnack]

2023 Reading and fangirling habits

So, first of all:

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

One of my 2023 year resolutions was to track my reading habits. Be it a book or a fanfiction.

So here are my number of reads and word count.

Actually no surprise here.

My total reads were 526 and the word count was 5,48 Million words.

Wow!!

Here comes the interesting part! The fandoooms

I wish the visuals would be more clear, I have no idea why it became blurry >(

Here are the pairings

Boku No Hero Academia

BakuDeku - Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku

Gen - general, but mostly Dadzawa

KiriDeku - Kirishima Eijirou x Midoriya Izuku

ShinDeku - Shinsou Hitoshi x Midoriya Izuku

Detroit Become Human

Hank900 - Hank Anderson x RK900

Hannor - Hank Anderson x Connor

Good Omens

AziCrow - Aziraphale x Crowley 100%

Marvel Cinematic Universe

ForstIron - Loki x Tony Stark

FrostIronStrange - Loki x Tony Stark x Doctor Strange

Iron Strange - Tony Stark x Doctor Stephen Strange

Our Flag Means Death

BlackBonnet - Blackbeard Edward Teach x Stede Bonnet

SteddyHands - Blackbeard Edward Teach x Stede Bonnet x Israel "Izzy" Hands

Solo Leveling

JinwooxJinho - Sung Jinwoo x Yoo Jinho

JinwooxIgris - Sung Jinwoo x Igris (Shadow General)

Supernatural

Sabriel - Sam Winchester x Gabriel

Sastiel - Sam Winchester x Castiel

WinBros - Sam & Dean Winchester (NOT incest)

Star Trek - AOS

McKirk - Leonard "Bones" McCoy x Jim Kirk

Spirk - Spock x Jim Kirk

Transformers

OptimusxSam - Optimus Prime x Sam Witwicky

SamCade - Sam Witwicky x BarriCade

Gen - General story

Teen Wolf

Sterek - Stiles Stilinski x Derek Hale

Steter - Stiles Stilinski x Peter Hale

*Sigh* That was long.

Let's me my favorite fanfictions this year:

OFMD - BlackBonnet - Water/line written by Golden Usagi

OFMD - BlackBonnet - If you were mine to keep written by Pamplemousse

BNHA - ShinDeku - Just a Concerned Citizen written by Kellie

SPN - WinBros - My throat is an open grave written by inkandpaperqwerty

Thank you for reading through! Happy days!

[lyds-and-stiles]

Dear @teenwolfholidayfest

All I want this years is…

1) A time travel fix-it, Steter or Sterek. Idc about rating, and I would prefer a fic to a ticket but I’m not super picky.

2) Supernatural Crossover where either Dean or Sam are in competition w/ Peter for the hand of the witch (Stiles) at the local metaphysical shop.

3) Steter Mafia AU

4) Sterek mafia AU

5) Secretly a Total Badass™️ Stiles

6) Stiles and Lydia either twins or besties running an empire

Rating doesn’t matter that much to me, anything from explicit to gen is fine! I would prefer fic length but ficlets are stellar too. Go hog wild! Hope y’all enjoy my prompts 🫀.

Thanks!

Lyds-and-stiles

[foeyayshippingweakness]

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

I'm enthusiastically inclined!! :))

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

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

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

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MASTERLIST 615 - FAIR

Check out the fanworks created for the latest prompt: FAIR. Don't forget to express your appreciation by leaving a comment!

If you haven't already added your work to our collection on AO3, please feel free to add it to the collection for this prompt. If you have any questions about submitting, please leave us an ask to let us know.

Submissions are listed in order by word count. Please check the content notes and pairing for more information about each submission.

A Roaming Surprise by @goddess47 (FIC, Peter/Stiles, PG, 1640)

Fair Day by @darkjediqueen (FIC, Gen, PG-13, 2213)

Turnabout is Fair Play by @simplyn2deep (FIC, Derek/Stiles, G, 2464) Referenced cheating, but not between Derek & Stiles

[twothumbsandnostakeincanon]

u know what my notes on this post are Good, Actually.

“There’s a boy alone in the woods,” Talia said with a furrowed brow, hanging her coat up by the door. 

“Yes, sister dear, there is,” Peter drawled back from the couch. 

“He seems a little young to be out there by himself,” she continued. “Do you know how long he’s been there? Maybe we should ask if he’s lost.” 

“Considering that this is his third visit this week, and eighth in the last month, I think he can probably find his way home. He’s in the little aspen grove, right?”

Talia’s eyebrows raised accusingly. 

“You knew he’s been visiting the forest? Why didn’t you say anything?”

Peter shrugged, uncaring. 

“He’s not on our property. It’s close, but technically on the public side of the line. Besides- did you not recognize him?” 

Talia narrowed her eyes at him. 

“... No,” she admitted grudgingly. 

Peter waited for a beat, reveling in the moment of holding information over his sister’s head, before saying, “It’s the fox boy. The son of the fox shifter who just died.” 

Talia’s eyes widened slightly. 

“I hadn’t realized she had a child. I wonder what he’s doing in the woods?” she mused out loud. 

Peter shrugged, turning his eyes back to the TV. 

“He’s definitely a shifter. As for what he’s doing in the woods, I don’t particularly care. The woman used to go out to the same area fairly often before she fell ill.” Peter shifted his weight, getting more comfortable on the couch. “Perhaps it’s some kind of devious fox shifter tradition,” he threw out in addition, tone sarcastic. Talia glared at him. 

“I’m just trying to keep our pack safe, Peter. It’s my job as Alpha.”

Peter nodded with ridiculously wide, innocent eyes, still not bothering to look away from the TV.

“Oh yes, it’s so lucky we have you to keep us safe from the ten year old who turns into an animal slightly bigger than a loaf of bread.” 

“He can do a full shift?!” she exclaimed, clearly shocked.

“Well I’ve certainly never seen him do any other kind, nor did I ever witness his mother shift any other way either. But to be fair, I only saw either shift a total of three times. They took your lack of welcome to heart, after all.”

He deliberately continued to not look back at her. 

Talia had dismissed the woman immediately upon meeting her fifteen years ago. She’d been the young wife of a new deputy then, asking for permission to run on their land occasionally. Talia, however, shared the distaste of werefoxes taught to her by her parents and grandparents. She’d denied the woman permission, suspicious of ulterior motives. 

Peter, at the time just nine years old, found her more interesting than threatening. Especially when a few months later, he caught her mid-shift just outside the aforementioned aspen grove. He watched with amazement as she changed from a woman to a beautiful grey fox, slinking off into the woods faster than he could follow. 

His sister treated every full shift as an event with near religious sanctity. One for which she was to be praised and held up. It was used as a show of power, either to other packs or her own betas. 

The last time he’d seen the woman turn into a fox, it had been to catch butterflies with her son. 

Behind him, Talia huffed and turned away, walking toward her office. Peter continued to look at the TV, though his attention was nowhere near it. 

The boy was in the woods alone again.

Peter wondered what he was looking for. 

__________

Stiles sat still on a stump in the pitch black woods. The moon was new that night, and the clouds covered most of the stars. He could see just fine anyway. His nose twitched at the smell of someone’s perfume, probably from some hiker earlier in the day, he thought. 

Movement from small insects caught his eyes here and there, only interesting because there was nothing else to notice. No ghostly lights, no phantasmal visions… no soft words from his mother. 

He was alone. 

He would remain so for the rest of the night. It was late enough that it wasn’t likely anyone would be coming. Not his mom, or grandma, or great granduncle. He could go home, but no one was there either. 

Instead, he tucked his cold hands in his jacket, and watched his breath puff into the night, debating whether or not it would be worth it to shift for the warm fur. 

A few minutes later, the perfume reached him again, and he wrinkled his nose. It was stronger this time. That didn’t make any sense. 

He focused his sense of smell, trying to tell which direction it came from, but he couldn’t catch it again. Abruptly, every other smell was covered by the smell of smoke. 

Stiles stumbled off the stump, swiveling around to where the smell was coming from and took off into the woods. There couldn’t possibly be a forest fire in January, could there? It had just rained last night. He followed the smell, soon seeing the trail of smoke and then the glow of a huge fire. 

It was a house fire. The Hale’s house. 

He cringed against the crackle and roar of the flames battering his sensitive ears. It was nearly overwhelming, but he focused because he thought he could hear something beneath it- 

Screams. The Hales were still inside. 

Stiles was baffled. He knew at least some of the Hales were werewolves; his mother had been firm in her insistence that they were to be avoided. Not because they were werewolves, but because the Alpha was rude, and because his mom thought wolf Alphas in general hold an excessive amount of power over their packs. Regardless, they certainly had power, and they certainly should have been able to escape a burning house. 

He pulled out the cell phone his dad had given him for emergencies as soon as he reached the house clearing and dialed 911. Dora Hastings was the operator who answered, which he was grateful for because she’d known his mother and was more likely to take him seriously. He rattled off the relevant information in an urgent tone as he crept around the edge of the clearing, looking for a reason the Hales might be trapped. 

The only strange thing he could see was a thick line of dust running along the base of the house… but it was very close to the flames. He didn’t want to get burned, but… 

“Hold on Dora,” he said, hearing her say Stiles, no-! as he set the phone on the ground. He broke a stick off the nearest tree with a great crack, and then ran up to the line of dust and scrambled it. There was a slight feeling of his ears popping, and then suddenly the screams from inside became much louder. Quickly, he ran back to the phone and reassured Dora that he was still there. No more than a second later, the first people came stumbling out of the house, limping as they carried unconscious children. 

Stiles hesitated, waffling on whether or not he should or even could do anything to help now. No one seemed to have noticed him yet, but he couldn’t really leave since he had the open line to 911. Instead, he shrunk back into the shadows of the trees and watched quietly as the Hales coughed and cried and tried to stabilize the ones with the most severe burns, giving Dora as much information on their state as he could glean from his vantage point.

With great relief, he soon heard the sirens of the fire trucks. He waited a few more minutes until the humans outside the Hale house began to react to the sound as well. 

“The trucks are here, Dora. Thanks,” he said, voice tired. He just wanted to go home.

“Just doing my job sweetie,” she answered, sounding nearly as tired. 

“Hey, Dora?” 

“Yes dear?”

“Is… do you know if my dad’s going to be here? Or is he going to go home?”

“I imagine he’ll need to at least talk to a few of the family members, sweetie.”

“... Okay. Bye.”

With nothing left to do, he went home. 

__________

“The sheriff’s son?” Talia clarified, setting down another set of insurance paperwork on Peter’s hospital table two weeks later.

Her husband Alexander nodded. 

“Apparently he’s the one who called emergency services.”

“Does he work for the station too? How did he notice the fire?” 

Alexander shook his head, opening his mouth to answer, but was cut off by the croak of Peter’s voice. 

“Fox.”

Talia and Alexander looked over, Talia’s brow pinched with concern over his burn roughened voice. 

“Fox,” Peter repeated, the word grating out of his mouth like gravel. His one unbandaged eye looked directly at Talia. “Shifter... boy.”

“The fox shifter? That’s the sheriff’s son?” she said, mouth falling open. 

Peter would have rolled his eyes if he’d had the energy. As it was, filling in his sister’s ignorance took pretty much everything he had to spare, so instead he settled back to watch her and her husband fret over the information. 

“What should we do?” Alexander asked. “Do you have any ideas on how to repay him?”

Talia floundered for a moment. 

“He saved the life of everyone in our pack, Alex. I don’t have the slightest clue on how to repay a fox shifter for a favor, much less for something like this.” 

“Maybe we shouldn’t focus on his heritage,” Alexander suggested. “He is, after all, a ten year old boy. What do ten year old boys like? We can start there.” 

Peter closed his eye, submitting to his tiredness. It sounded like Alexander and Talia would be talking themselves in circles for a while, and he didn’t need to listen to any of it. Something about the boy made Peter think he would shun any kind of repayment that his sister would consider appropriate. 

Besides, the reason Talia came to visit him in the first place was to tell him that the Argents were dead. That kind of vicious satisfaction that inspired was terribly tiring. 

__________

Peter heard about the failure of the first two attempts while he was still in the hospital. Alexander brought cookies to the boy, hoping to get to know him a little. Instead, the boy had answered the door with a suspicious glare, asked Alex to wait for a moment after taking the cookies, and audibly dumped them in the trash before returning the empty plate to flatly say, “Thank you, they were delicious,” and then shutting the door in his face. 

Laura tried to offer him a ride home from school, but Stiles had immediately yelled “CHILD PREDATOR, CHILD PREDATOR!” and Laura had to spend the next half hour explaining to various school officials exactly what she was doing. 

When Peter came “home” to their temporary rental after being released from the hospital, the first thing Cora did was complain to him about her mother hounding her to find out what Stiles liked, or to help him out socially. 

“He doesn’t want help socially! He’s got his weird asthma friend, and that’s all he wants!”

“The others don’t tease him for just having one friend?” Talia pressed as she drew away Peter’s pain from the trip home. 

“Well, Jackson does,” Cora said with a duh in her tone, “but Jackson is just kind of a jerk to everyone.”

“Why don’t you try standing up for him the next time Jackson picks on him then, okay?” Talia persuaded. 

Cora looked doubtful, but capitulated with a grudging nod. 

The next day she came home from school, dumped her backpack on the floor, and posed dramatically with her hands on her hips as she announced, “Stiles Stilinski doesn’t want or need anyone’s help dealing with Jackson. He said he thinks mom’s a cult leader, and that if he needed help hiding Jackson’s body then his first call would be to the county coroner, not the werewolf Jim Jones.” 

Talia’s mouth gaped like a fish for a moment, before finally saying, “Hide Jackson’s body??” 

A rough, crackling sound distracted her, and she glanced over at the couch to see Peter laughing. His burns were slowly healing, but his mood had certainly been a far cry from laughter since the fire. 

“Werewolf Jim Jones,” he managed to say between rough bouts of laughter. Talia tried to purse her lips against a reluctant wry smile, and then sighed. 

“I think I made a mistake turning away Claudia Stilinski,” she finally admitted. 

“No shit,” Peter said, relaxing back into the cushions, energy used up by his sudden humor. Talia shot a dry look at him. 

“I don’t see you coming up with any suggestions,” she said, the accusation biteless. They both knew exactly how much healing he’d gone through so far, and how much he had left. More importantly, they both knew why he’d been more extensively burned than anyone else. 

He took his job as pack protector very seriously. 

But that didn’t mean he didn’t have a suggestion. 

“Pay attention,” he said. “Just watch. Everyone needs something. You’ll see it eventually. In the meantime, stop bothering him, otherwise he might actually get us put on a cult watchlist somewhere.”

Cora nodded like that was a perfectly reasonable possibility. 

Talia gave in with a sigh, deciding it was probably best to trust the two who seemed to know the most about him anyway. 

__________

Talia personally took over information gathering on the Stilinski boy. 

Rather than finding possible answers to the question of filling their debt, she found growing horror at what was happening in the boy’s life. 

The fox shifter spent more time in the woods than anyone, even Peter, had realized. He visited every day, staying out in the aspen grove at least two nights a week, but usually more often. He was able to do this because his father worked double shifts three times a week, and drank himself to unconsciousness the other four. 

The ten year old shifter was doing the cooking and cleaning for the house, as well as ensuring that his father got up for work in the mornings before he left for school. 

It was the worst kind of child neglect Talia had ever personally witnessed. 

And she still didn’t know what he was doing in the woods. 

That question was pushed to the far back of her mind, however, as she realized that the Stilinski home environment had to change immediately. She thanked the moon that she was already registered to be a foster parent, and quickly started making calls to get ready to take Stiles in after reporting the sheriff. 

However, instead of the expected call from foster services, she got a visit from Stiles. Or rather, she got a visit from an enraged, murderously furious Stiles. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? What makes you think you have the right to take away my dad?” he demanded as soon as she answered the front door. Talia leaned back a little in surprise at the venom in his voice. 

“Your dad is sick, Stiles-” she started to explain, but he cut her off. 

“I saved your family from burning, but I swear I’ll do worse than that unless you fix this.” His eyes were deadly serious, far too serious for a ten year old face. “My dad is sick, but he’s my family. My pack,” he spat venomously. “I saved you from losing your pack, and now you’re trying to take away mine?” His face was a mask of anger and contempt, but Talia caught a flash of fear at the end of that sentence. “Take it back. Fix this,” he demanded. 

“Stiles, I can’t-” she tried again. 

“You can and you will.”

But she really couldn’t. 

She couldn’t leave any child in an environment like that.

Talia took a deep breath. 

“No one will make you leave your home-” 

The slightest hint of relief sagged across Stiles’ face. 

“-but only on the condition that your father attend outpatient rehab.”

Talia watched closely as Stiles’ face tightened again for a moment before relaxing again, this time a little deeper. 

He nodded. 

“You pay for it.” He looked her straight in the eye. “This makes us even, or whatever it is you’ve been trying to do since the fire. Just- just leave me alone, okay? My mom didn’t trust you. You were rude to her, and that means I don’t trust you either. We’re even.”

He started to walk away, but Talia’s heart tugged at her- the pull of her own past mistakes, and the pull of a boy who needed more than he would allow himself to have. 

“Stiles, I apologize,” she called after him. “I’m not trying to gain any more of your trust than you want to give, but I’m very sorry that I wasn’t more kind to your mother. She deserved better than that, and so do you.” 

Stiles hesitated, looking back long enough to nod once, and then walked away.

__________

Peter watched from the upstairs window as the boy walked away. He watched him reach the end of the drive, hesitate, and then turn into the woods, toward the aspen grove. 

Alone. 

From the floor below him, he could hear Cora trying to talk her dad into making more cookies. Laura was helping Derek with his trig homework, and Talia was on the phone with her contacts at CPS while also on hold with the rehab clinic. The rest of their pack was scattered throughout town and the preserve. 

He imagined being the only one left to mourn the others. Imagined what that might turn him into, having a heart full of broken pack bonds and a body that burned without the help of an Alpha to heal. 

Slowly, he got up, and started putting on his shoes. 

__________

Stiles sat on his stump, waiting patiently. It wasn’t too late yet. There was still a chance of a visit. 

Half of his thoughts were still fuming over the audacity of Talia Hale. Her actions, however well intentioned, were infuriating. 

He’d changed his mind, though. Talia Hale clearly wasn’t a cult leader. She was a Karen. She was the kind of person who was sure that she Knew Better™, and she’d definitely asked to speak to a manager within the last month. 

He honestly wasn’t sure if that was better or worse than cult leader. 

Slowly, though, the relief of her offer to take care of his dad’s rehab made him slump forward as he rubbed his forehead. 

Stiles could clean. He could cook. He could make sure his dad woke up. 

He couldn’t make his dad stop drinking. 

The empty bottles loomed in the corner of his vision whenever he was in the house, a beast bigger than he could deal with. He hadn’t wanted to admit it, but he needed help with it. 

Stiles couldn’t handle it alone. 

God he missed his mom. 

The crunch of twigs behind him took him by surprise, startling him out of his deep thoughts. 

“Mind if I sit? This is the farthest I’ve walked since- well. You know. You were there, after all. In any case, I could use a rest.” 

Stiles looked up to see one of the Hales; the one he remembered lying on the lawn, completely covered in burns. He was standing in the grove. His skin puckered and pinched along his left side, but Stiles could see it was healing. He must have been a werewolf, then, because the burns that Stiles remembered wouldn’t have begun healing that quickly on anyone else. 

He looked tired, though. 

Stiles gestured silently to another stump, and then went back to waiting. He didn’t think anyone would come visit while there was a werewolf here, but maybe the Hale would go away if Stiles ignored him. 

“My name is Peter by the way.” The man paused, but didn’t seem to expect a response. “I know my family have all been trying their own various ways of saying thank you, but I’m not sure if any of them have actually said it yet. So, for my own part: thank you, Stiles.” 

And then, wonder of wonders, he said nothing else.

Stiles looked over despite himself, surprised. He waited, expecting another ridiculous or infuriating attempt at payback. 

But Peter just sat there quietly with him.

Slowly, Stiles relaxed. 

Somehow the wait wasn’t quite so long or heavy with another heartbeat in the grove. Peter didn’t seem to be on any sort of timeline. For the first time in a long time, Stiles found himself just listening to another heartbeat, not thinking about whether alcohol would slow it to a stop, or thinking about its presence possibly preventing Stiles from achieving his goal in the grove, or thinking about anything at all. 

He felt calm. Almost peaceful. 

“Is that a Hale?” 

Stiles’ head snapped up, a pale transparent fox standing on the ground in front of his stump. 

“Mom!!” 

“That’s Peter, right? I heard about the fire.” Her dark eyes turned back to him. “I heard about how brave you were. I’m so proud of you, Mieczysław.”

Stiles couldn’t check to see if Peter was looking, couldn’t tear his eyes away from his mom for even a second. 

“How are you, mom?” 

She placed her weightless paws on his legs to bring herself closer. 

“I’m good, Stiles. I’m wonderful. Grandma says hello, though she couldn’t come this time, and Uncle Stan said he wants to wrestle you next time he sees you.” 

Stiles gave a slightly watery little laugh. 

“Tell him I’m gonna find a way to pile drive a ghost fox.” 

“If anyone can do it, I’m sure you can,” she said, confident and laughing. She kneaded her paws against him a little, as if seeking the tactile comfort they were both being denied. They were both quiet for a moment, drinking in the sight of each other, and then Claudia sighed a little. 

“How is your father?” she asked in a voice harder than it had been before.

“He’s going to go to rehab,” Stiles answered, the relief still evident in his tone. “Talia Hale is going to pay for it.”

“Is that right?” Claudia looked over at Peter, somehow conveying a suspicious eyebrow even as a ghost in the shape of a fox. 

Stiles finally managed to tear his eyes away from his mother to look at Peter, who Stiles was surprised to see looking straight at Claudia. 

“Yes,” Peter answered. “Talia has reserved a place for John in the outpatient program, in thanks for Stiles saving our family. Though I should say she is willing to do much, much more.” While his words were leading, his tone wasn’t, simply leaving the information there in case Claudia was willing or able to do anything with it. 

Claudia looked at him for a moment longer. 

“Is she willing to let Stiles run in your section of the preserve?” 

“I’m willing to say, on behalf of the entire pack, that Stiles is allowed wherever he damn pleases,” Peter said pleasantly. 

Claudia nodded and looked back at Stiles. 

“I’m going to have to go soon. The door wasn’t open very wide tonight, but I had to try to see you anyway.” She leaned her nose to his cheek, the touch visible but sensationless, and then leaned back, dropping her paws. “I love you, my little Mischief.” 

Stiles’ eyes began to water, as they always did when she said goodbye. 

“I love you too Mom. I miss you.” 

But she couldn’t reply, because she was already fading. 

Stiles continued to stare at the spot where she stood, trying to see any trace of her momentary presence. But, as always, the veil was thin, and completely impenetrable from this side. 

Eventually, Stiles looked back up at Peter, who was still sitting, still quiet. Still a second heartbeat. He looked back at Stiles. 

“I’ll bring a thermos of something warm next time, alright?” 

Stiles hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. 

He wasn’t alone in the woods any more.

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Pack mom!Stiles steter fics?

i anon! @kevaaronday made this list for you.

How A Pack Should Be by xcaellachx (1/1 | 25,071 | Teen | Steter) Ever since the Nogitsune caused havoc and nearly killed several people, Stiles had been alone. No texts, no emails, calls, nothing. Even his father had become distant and no longer acted when Stiles woke screaming in the night.

Giving the Hale/McCall pack one more chance, Stiles arrives at the loft for the pack meeting and is greeted by an unfathomable violent attack. From nearly every pack member.

After being warned he would be killed if he stayed in California, Peter and the few who supported Stiles, left for a new pack who loved them, taught them and made them a pack with a surprising new alpha.

In Violent Devotion by friendlyfiction (4/12 | 23,331 | Mature | Steter) 10 years ago, Peter Hale ran away from Beacon Hills and the promise that he made to a boy in love for the first time.

10 years ago, Stiles woke up in bed alone, left with broken promises and empty bed sheets.

In the decade since, they’ve both grown and changed, putting years and miles between themselves and the memory of what almost was until disparate circumstances bring these two men back to Beacon Hills, where their lives will once again collide.

They may be different people now, but will they still feel that same pull of violent devotion that drew them together in the first place?

All I Need Is You (And Cookies) by SincerelyLittle (13/13 | 18,196 | Gen | Steter) “Daddy Stiles!” those are the words that ring out the Hale’s backyard, everything seems to stand still for a moment while Stiles opens his eyes to the sight of long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes and a freckled face. He doesn’t blame anyone for believing the kid when she looks so convincingly like a daughter of his own would.

Since said child is so cute, he can forgive her for potentially starting world war 3 - or at least he thought he could until the next words were "Daddy Peter and I brought cookies!" At least he'll have cookies in the middle of battle.

No Grave Can Hold My Body Down by Ravenxxx97 (3/? | 9,481 | Explicit | Steter) Still wracked with guilt months after Peter's death, Stiles struggles to move on from the loss while everyone else focuses on the Kanima. His dreams are plagued with memories of Peter, both good and bad. After getting kidnapped by Gerard the night of the lacrosse game, Stiles is faced with the Argents' lies and is pushed to his limits as he fights to rescue himself, Erica, and Boyd. When he arrives to the warehouse to rescue Derek from Gerard and Allison, his world is turned upside down once again when he finds Peter Hale there, alive and breathing as if everything from the past few months never happened.

Can things between them be repaired?

I Crave Your Bite ( I belong to you ) by Suzuki_Motors (1/1 | 4,132 | Explicit | Steter) Stiles has known for awhile now that he wanted the bite. So what's stopping him when Derek would love to gift him such a thing?

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Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/44835784

by Aeriels_Stories

"A love so big, so pure capable of breaking such a horrible binding curse. Change someone from inside out with the simple power of Love."

Words: 348, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Claudia Stilinski (Mention), Sheriff Stilinski (Mention)

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Peter had a daughter and I name her, Malia who?, Pre-Slash, Feels, another chance, The Steter Network Monthly Prompts, Beauty and the Beast

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/44835784

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3, 20, and 28 for the end of year asks!

Thank you, dear :)

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

Okay, different answer than last time, different angle this time.

The White Collar Phantom Thief. I may have started this in 2022, but I did finish it this year so it still counts as written this year.

It's a total "this is it" fic for me. You know, when you write a fic that encapsulates EVERYTHING you want to put into it, everything you wanted out of it? After all these years (14 this year) of writing for this fandom, I wrote ann 88k fic that has everything I always wanted to tackle for this fandom, from my favorite side-pairings, to getting to use my next gen characters for the first time ever in the finale, the friendships and headcanons that I adore most, I love the way their relationship came together, I love the plot. It was my first big time tackle of the Pandora angle and I finally put my own stamp on that.

This is the kind of story I wanted to write for this fandom for over a decade now but always felt... I don't know, maybe not brave enough, not inspired enough? This fandom is so big and has such high quality works, it does intimidate one, so I'm really proud I finally did the thing, and I did it in a manner that I could also be proud of the result.

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most?

Genuinely so many, I keep rereading my Teen Wolf fics on an average of five to six times these days because I've really fallen in love with my own writing again this year (I... did not like it last year, that was a really bad writer's block year of putting everything I wrote down in my head with honestly nothing living up to my own expectations).

Let's go with Small But Good this time. It is hard to tell which ones I reread the most because I reread them all a lot, but is definitely up there among the highest rereads too. It's everything I wanted out of a post-Gerard Steter hurt/comfort fic, which is why I wrote a sequel and am planning two to three more installments in the series, because I created a universe there that I want to revisit - and that doesn't happen too often, I don't have all that high a rate of writing sequels, I prefer my fics closed and done to move on to the next universe.

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

Mmmh. Let's not go with a fic there, shall we.

I actually finished up an original story this year too. And I suppose it's my favorite in the sense that I am horrible at writing original stories - I crave the feedback of comments too much to actually WRITE the original ideas in my head, I do always end up writing fics instead because feedback. So I'm really happy that I wrote, and finished, a 42k original story with [T]hree Souls Entangled.

Where I got to create everything, the world, the plot, the characters. I love creating characters so, so, so much, but they usually just exist as art and concepts and I don't get around to putting them into actual stories.

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