#nonhuman stiles

[z0mbie2b0y]

Stiles wasn't human, well they don't exactly know what he is but he's something.

It was something everyone suspected but never voiced out loud unless in a joking or teasing manner but soon after Stiles visited relatives in Poland they saw signs, signs of things that couldn't be explained or understood, even though they checked the Bestiary they couldn't find it... Deaton or Chris didn't know and even their contacts. So they did the best thing they could, they went back to where it all started which was a fucking cave in the woods near Stiles's grandmother's home...

(Ehhh might add more might drop it

[gruuldark]

Gruuldark’s Favorite FanFiction to read 2/10; MTV’s Teen Wolf

I think I began reading teen wolf Fanfiction after that episode of the Stiles saving Derek and then floating in the pool. That scene really stuck to me with shipping them, and well it snowballed from there. I loved the third season of Teen Wolf, finally there was a lot more Stiles screen time, and well, my love morphed into obsession from there. My tropes for Sterek are this, idiots in love, alpha stiles, failwolf Derek, post nogistune, nonhuman stiles, and spark stiles.

[seasonofanangel]

G'day! Welcome to my kinblr. I'm both spiritual and psychological otherkind, fictionkind, and a human reincarnate. Not here to start discourse, just to chat and have fun!

Call me Raph, I use they/them pronouns unless the comedic timing is too good, and I'm an adult.

Here's a list of tags for each past life and/or kintype, in no particular order!

This is to help folks navigate my blog, and also to help me keep track (I'm forgetful).

#past life, #otherkin, #nonhuman, #alterhuman:

Seraphiel (seraph, first life): #seraphiel, #angelkin, #forjohn

Morgaine le Fey (priestess): #thepriestess

Malaki (fairy): #malaki, #fairykin

Blue (mermaid): #blue, #mermaidkin

Kitsune (kitsune & fox): #kitsunekin, #foxkin, #therian

Reaper (grim reaper): #reaperkin, #grimreaperkin

#alterhuman, #nonhuman, #otherkin

AI (psychological): #aikin

#past life, #human reincarnate:

Jay (medieval England stableboy): #jay

Aurora (princess): #aurora

Keeper of Keys (human ???): #keeperofkeys

#past life, #fictionkin:

Priestess (Bella Sara): #priestessofhorses

#fictionkin: (for context, I see these more as parallel lives than past lives)

Security Puppet (FNaF; the AI, not Charlotte): #thepuppet

Gene Khan (Iron Man Armored Adventures): #theking

Harley Keener/Stark (MCU): #theengineer

Nick Carroway (The Great Gatsby): #thewriter

#otherhearted, #hearttype

Genevieve (Barbie in the 12 Dancing Princesses): #genevieve

Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf): #mischief

Jaskier (The Witcher): #thebard

Jason Todd (DCU): #therobin

John Tracey (questioning, Thunderbirds): #theastronaught

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I'm the admin of the otherkind discord server Divine Side!

Enjoy the chaos that is, and has been, my lives. Believe me, I have no idea either.

[usermischief]

Okey my turn 🤣

Jeff Davis is asshole. Stiles is HUMAN. Ok. You human might be have magic. He is spark right? He did magical think. He feel dangerous people (like theo) his instinct is nonhuman. He is strong but Jeff didnt said why he could swam with derek for two hours!

And Nementon was really connected with Stiles right? Like he was protector the damn tree.

And Nogitsune didnt want Stiles death. When he yell " shout me" he want pain stiles dad and chaos.

Sometimes Stiles was like fox for me. Maybe this was the reason Nogitsune choose him?

Or I am wrong?

I get the appeal of having people stay human, but Stiles had so much potential! And just seeing it all be wasted... it's painful. Especially after the nogitsune, it would have been super fun to see Stiles having new powers because of the body the nogitsune created.

But sadly, it's Jeff Davis, and the dude doesn't see potential if it smacked him in the face. Good thing, there are a lot of fanfictions out there that are so much better than canon.

[hypnosiacon-archived]

queue / inbox check

I'm a nosy bitch

From the bottom all the way up.

Alteraffectis attraction that is a reverse of Hordraco

Fungal / Mycelium Genderhost

A gender related to wolves/being a wolf and being an entity

Wild Magic Barbarian (Already exists, need to find and answer it)

Stiles Stilinski Fictionkin Flag + Werefox Alterhuman / Nonhuman / Otherkin / Caedbeing Flags

6 ♠

A feruvel term related to the feeling of lust flowing through one's body that almost takes one's mind replacing every thought with itself.

♠ 10 + 🌸 5 + 🌹 5

A gender connected to being a wolf and an experiment

An aldernic term/s for having / wanting to have a body like that of mammatus clouds and / or lightning sprites

[Noun]-criaen: A gender system for being a creation of something

SCP-3000 vior

Genderbeastic gendies for Fungal / Mycelium, Wolf, Lust, Water, Blood, Moon / Lunar, Slime, Mist & Eldrich

Talking asks from 🌊🐺 anon because.... idk I managed to forget about them (3)

Bisexual Inergic

Masochisticlexic

Non-Newtonian gender

Queue under the cut

Gammaletteric

Deltaletteric

Epsilonletteric

Zetaletteric

Etaletteric

Thetaletteric

Iotaletteric

Kappaletteric

Lambdaletteric

Muletteric

Nuletteric

Xiletteric

Omicronletteric

Piletteric

Rholetteric

Sigmaletteric

Tauletteric

Upsilonletteric

Philetteric

Chiletteric

Psiletteric

Omegaletteric

Romance Conceptum

Umbrella term for Dirrek

The Spiral Conceptum

Umbrella term for Fury Weekend

[sirrobertsmom]

discontentedwinter          

The Nöck—a few months ago I read Still Waters by Alex Gabriel, which features a deadly freshwater merman and it reminded me of a fabulous short story written by discontentedwinter.  Stiles is a rare and ancient water spirit that is held in captivity by Gerard Argent as part of his ménage of supernatural creatures.  After Derek is captured and brought to the facility, he becomes fascinated by the Nöck in the neighboring enclosure and they form a bond after escaping together. The story is inspired by the artwork of suis0u.  Check out her tumblr page for more of her stunning artwork! 

The Nöck by suis0u:

[theofficialstereklibrary]

I think it's amazing that you have a Library for Sterek. I've been reading from it a couple of years. I was wondering if you know any Alien Stiles type of fic?

There aren’t many but here’s what I’ve got - Jeep

Constellations by thedaughterofkings (2,990 | 1/1 | T)

Building relations with an alien race was always going to be difficult enough anyways. But when he meets Stiles, Derek finds himself with a rather more personal incentive to 'make nice with the aliens'.Now they only need to figure out their translation issues.

Ultra Violet by ElisAttack (16,836 | 3/3 | T)

"There's no way he's a quarian. Least of all the quarian prince we're supposed to be escorting." Erica whines, and Derek wonders why he named her his staff lieutenant, she has no tact whatsoever.

"I'm sorry, but you must be a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic back-story." The prince jokes. "And call me Stiles, even I can't pronounce my actual name."

Or the one where Derek and his crew are assigned to be the glorified babysitter of an alien prince, and everything is not as it seems.

Ozone (oh baby, you ain't got nothin' on me) by ElisAttack (3,529 | 2/2 | T)

It's the day after Stiles 18th birthday, and he smells alien.

Or the one where Derek sorts through some things (dare he say feelings?), and Stiles might be Superman.

spaceman by trilliastra (1,004 | 1/1 | G)

“I said I’m sorry!” Stiles yells, waves his hands around. “It was a mistake!”

“Taking me was a mistake?” Derek shouts back, arms crossed over his chest as he tries to pretend his face is red because he’s angry and not because he’s having some really impure thoughts about the alien guy who just kidnapped him.

Aliens (Why Not?) by bilesandthesourwolf (snb123) (1,110 | 1/1 | G)

Stiles is an adorable alien whose ship has fallen near the Hale house, where Derek currently lives.

[gayspraypaints]

I REALLY WANNA WRITE A NONHUMAN!STILES FIC BUT I CANT THINK OF A PLOT TT-TT

Like i have the idea of doing a vampire!stiles where i kinda change the rules? like the whole sun burning trope isn’t a thing?

Or like a dragon stiles but I cant think of what could kill him. Maybe a short drabble about the pack figuring that out???

OR werefox(cuz I LOVE those) but I literally have no ideas.

if you have ANY ideas and I mean any please please please shoot them my way!!!

[fictionkinfessions]

being a nonhuman alter that kins human characters is such an experience, imagine you're not human in any way except for the body you're in and then suddenly you're kinning stiles stilinski

'

[imaginarypeteel]

Trust The Cat: Theo Raeken x reader

Requested by anonymous

Warnings: curse words, angst, fluff, bad plot

Word count: 3k

A/n: First of all, I am soooo sorry that this isn't very good. I will probably make a part 2 for this so maybe that'll be better.

Unlike most supernaturals in Beacon Hills, you weren't very close with the McCall Pack. Well to be fair you weren't that much of a nonhuman anyway, having 10% of yourself being witch and the other pure human. But still, you knew rituals that had to be done for certain things and plants bloomed longer around you. The rituals would maybe be useful for the pack but your parents strictly forbid you from talking to any supernatural other than your family's black familiar cat Diablerie, your father and your grandmother. Your grandmother being half-witch and father being quarter of a witch...or whatever you'd like to call it for men.

But still, at school, Scott had noticed that the almost dead anthuriums on the window had come back to life when you had sat beside them. So safe to say, right after school you were questioned by Scott and Stiles. Knowing full well who they were, you knew better than to run off. Scott would catch you anyway. So, you decided to stay and talk to them.

That had gotten you into being a secret informant if they were dealing with something. You were an absolute mythical creatures nerd so only by hearing few details about something abnormal happening, you already had a list of creatures who could do it.

So when dread doctors came around and you couldn't figure out at first who it was, Scott constantly checked in with you. That of course got Theo's attention.

And so, him seducing you and giving you all sorts of attention started. Your naive nerd self didn't think twice about it. Stiles warned you, he told you he was suspicious, he told you not to get involved with him, he told you something was very off with him. But his warnings were overrun by Theo's good looks and sweet words.

Little did you know, all he wanted was information from you. You had the bad habit of blabbing out secrets of all kind once you got talking. Could've been anything from something minor you did in kindergarten to pack secrets you were trusted with.

But when you finally saw his true colors, you were wrecked.

Why didn't you listen to Stiles? Why didn't you think everything over before rushing into the relationship like you usually do? Why would someone as good looking as Theo even want to be with you? You were a nerd for fuck's sake! Didn't even really have any friends. Yes, you were part of a nature club but that really wasn't something to stand out with.

Why didn't you listen to Diablerie when she attacked him? Every single person in your family knows to always listen to a familiar's intuition. In this case Diablerie knowing that Theo is not to be trusted.

After finding out about Theo's betrayal - and after his sister had dragged him away - you distanced yourself from the pack, afraid you'd blab out more secrets.

Other than Stiles, none of them could even come into your garden. Your grandmother and father had set all sorts of traps and spells over your living quarters. If anyone who didn't have the blood of your great-grandmother but was a supernatural even dared to put their pinky toe over the invisible border, they'd quite literally fall six feet into the ground.

~~~

You had just gotten back from your long trip to Monaco with your family.

With great hesitation, you had sneaked off to Scott's house. Telling your nosy mother that you were going to the library. Wouldn't say you were lying since that was your plan after.

Now you were here, wanting to get this over with before Diablerie would somehow send a signal to your mom that in fact no, you weren't at the library like you told her. The damn cat was very cute and huge help very often but was also too loyal to your parents for your good. Her being able to know everything about everyone in your family didn't help at all.

"Let's get this over with, I don't have much time until Diablerie-" you cut off as your e/c eyes connected with certain blue ones. Mouth still open, eyes growing wide, you slowly turned your body towards Stiles before grabbing him by the ear and dragging him to another room, muttering, "Let's have a word."

You shut the door after letting his ear go. Seething, you turned towards the brunette boy who was rubbing his ear. "What the actual FUCK STILES?!" you hissed like a snake.

"Look, I know I was the one to say he is dangerous and off and all that and he was. I was right, nobody wants to listen to me though," he gave you an accusing look but your angry expression didn't waver, if anything, it got even more furious. "Okay, okay. So, Liam and Hayden might have released Theo because, well, ask them." You blinked. What the hell? What were they thinking?!

"Stiles what the hell were you dealing with here?" You asked. "The Wild Hunt," he simply answered. Your mythology nerd self got switched on by those three words. "The Wild Hunt? Like the English type? Or the Norse like? Or some else type?" your curiosity made you forget your lying bitch of an ex for sometime. Stiles was at loss of an answer, "Uuuuuummm, I dunno, just Wild Hunt?" You rolled your eyes, reason for this conversation coming back to you. "Alright, well why is he still here?" You asked furiously. You were scared actually, scared of Theo because after you had gotten to know everything he could do, everything he had done, anyone in their right mind would be scared.

"Because he has changed?" Stiles replied as if it was an obvious thing. "HOW CAN YOU KNOW THAT?" you yelled. Actually yelled. You didn't need to be a were-something to be able to here that from outside of the bedroom the two of you 'hid' in.

"Listen Y/n, I know it may be hard to believe but he took away Gabe's pain before he passed. And you know a bond needs to be created for that. And he-he sacrificed himself basically and-" Stiles sighed when he saw your wide eyes staring back at him, they were getting glossy. Did he really do all that? Had he changed? Was it a game again? Was it a lie? But if he really took away Gabe's - whoever that is but seems like a good guy - pain then it can't be a lie. Right?

You were skeptical. Your trust had been broken, your heart had been broken, your soul had been broken. All by Theo Raeken. Were you really up for trusting him to be near the others and yourself? To be free?

"I... I should go," you mumbled. Silently, you opened the door and walked out. Every single person in the living room was looking at you, as you rushed through it. Grabbing your backpack. For a moment, your eyes met with Theo's. He looks cute with his new hair. Wait, what the fuck am I thinking? He smiled at you, making you frown. You looked away and walked out of the house, muttering a 'bye' in the process.

~~~

At home, you were reading "The Lunar Chronicles: Cinder." If staring at a book with a troubled face, thinking about a certain someone else and not memorizing any words from the pages counts as reading.

Giving up on trying to read, you grabbed your phone from beside you. You went on instagram, curious on why you have a notification there because you had no viral life either. You were horrible at taking selfies, so no basic girl posts from you, not a big meme maker nor artist who posts their stuff. You just followed your friends and some tags.

Turns out the notification was a follow request.

From Theo.

Your thumb stood over the Accept button. Your breath hitching when you realized that his profile picture was of you two making silly faces. You took your finger away and pressed the back button.

Sighing you picked up the book again. "Diablerie, what do I do?" The black feline rose her head. "Meow?" As you were petting the she-cat's head, you let out another sigh.

"You remember Theo right?"

"Meow."

"Well he is back."

"Meow," Diablerie nodded. What, she knew?

"And he apparently is different."

"Mow?" The familiar stood up and cocked her head to the side, as if asking either 'if you believed that?' or 'is that true?'

"I- I don't know. I mean Stiles believes that and you know he was right the last time."

Diablerie was quiet for sometime, staring at your blanket but not really because her gaze was unfocused. She was standing still on the blanket, tail twitching, ears facing different directions and tail tip twitching but not in an aggressive way. You realized that she was thinking.

You gazed at the queen for sometime before she finally returned her gaze back to you. "Meow!" she sounded determined but you had no idea what she just said. "Um..."

Diablerie gave you an unimpressed look when after 5minutes, you still hadn't realized what she told you.

The feline hopped down from your bed and headed towards your closet, tail high. You were confused on what the heck she was doing. With some difficulties, the she-cat climbed to where you kept your shirts. One of Theo's old shirts is there. Your e/c eyes widened as you remembered that. That shirt had been something that you lived your hate and betrayal because of a certain blue-eyed boy out on when he was dragged away by his sister. It was torn, absolutely ragged, had burn marks and looked very ugly with the stains of uncountable different things on it.

Once you realized what Diablerie was looking for, you got off the bed and went to help the familiar.

You pulled the drawer back and stuck your hand down to try and find the ragged piece of clothing. You didn't even know why you kept it, with your own clean shirts nevertheless.

The miniature panther like animal balanced herself on the side of the drawer as you pulled it and hopped down when you were pushing it back in and walking back to the bed.

Placing it on the bed, you gave the cat a face full of unanswered questions. With no difficulty whatsoever, Diablerie hopped back on the bed

She set her paw gently on the shirt. Still not getting it, you stared at your cat cluelessly.

"Theo?"

"Meow."

"Umm..."

Diablerie had a scowl on her raven black face at your response.

She placed her paw yet again on the ragged piece of fabric and then did a spin.

"Spin Theo?"

The cat shook her head.

Diablerie hopped down from the bed again and walked out of your room. Dumbfoundedly, you just stared after her in confusion.

As you were waiting for Diablerie to come back, your phone buzzed. Looking down, you saw a notification pop up, saying that you had a message.

Unknown: «Hey!»

The message was from an unknown number which freaked you out. Was this a scam? Had you accidentally deleted someone's contact? Was there a proje- no you weren't in school anymore.

As you were debating on if you should answer or not, another text came through.

Unknown: «It's Theo»

You froze. No, no way. No way in hell that he is texting you now.

Unknown: «Just wanted to let you know that this is my new number»

Unknown: «You can message and call me anytime you want»

Unknown: «I'm sorry»

You gulped, staring at the last message as your eyesight blurred, tears fighting to break free. Finally, few trailed down your cheeks. Who were you kidding? You weren't over it.

You wanted to believe that he really was sorry but how could you know that he wasn't using you this time?

Soft fur being rubbed against your arm broke you out of your thoughts. "Meow."

Diablerie placed something on your lap. You rubbed your eyes to see what the familiar brought. It was a picture of her and you. It was of your 12th birthday, when your grandmother had brought Diablerie to your family after the raven Sombra had passed. Diablerie had been only 8 months old then but was already wiser than you.

"You?" It took you few moments before it clicked. "You want to meet him?" Diablerie purred happily as a confirmation to your words.

You gulped, e/c eyes returning to the picture in hand.

"Mow."

The feline was staring at your phone screen that was darkening, about to close, texts from Theo open.

"I-Okay, okay, I'll do it."

Hands shaking, you grabbed your phone and quickly tapped on the screen so it wouldn't turn off.

The nessage you were about to send had to be deleted many times because you just couldn't touch the right keys. Heart hammering, you pressed send.

You: «Meet me tomorrow at 6pm, you know where»

Saving his number, you finally let yourself breath.

Theo: «Okay! Sounds great😁»

~~~

"And where are you going?" your little sister asked suspiciously just as you were about to run out the door.

"Out. Didn't know you were blind. Sis, tell mom to get you glasses," you rushed out. Your sister threw a glare your way. "So you of all people are going out looking all fancy just because? As if."

Smiling innocently, you flipped her off before shutting the door.

Diablerie was napping on the gate but rose her head when you neared. "Okay, let's go."

You didn't even know why you had put on the best clothes you could find and put on makeup. You weren't trying to impress Theo, right? You were just checking if he was trustworthy. I hope he is.

~~~

It was 5:55pm when you stepped into the small clearing in the forest. You could see Theo there, he had flowers in his hands and was dressed in a pretty casual way. Now you felt embarrassed that you had put in so much effort to look nice. You thought about backing out and going away but a certain someone was already trotting towards the man, whip like tail held high.

Theo heard the feather like steps Diablerie took in the grass and his eyes widened. He straightened his back. His last encounter with the cat hadn't been positive and truth be told, he feared the cat.

You could see the nervousness in your ex's face and were now convinced that he was out for no good and planning something again. But then, then you saw the tiger lilies in his hands and your heart warmed up. They were your favorites and he remembered it.

Now a bit more confident, you walked up to him. Still eyeing the cat with one eye, he gazed at you with the other.

"Y/n! Hi, you look great!" He smiled widely. "Here, these are your favorites, right?" he stepped closer to you and stretched out the hand that was gripping the flowers. "Yeah... Thanks," you accepted the tiger lilies, keeping your eyes on Diablerie. The cat did few circles around Theo, padded a bit closer and then sniffed him. "Uhm..." the blue-eyed man was confused and gave you a questioning look. The only response he got was an awkward smile from you. Deep down, you knew that you hoped that Diablerie would approve of him.

As the cat took more and more time to give her approval, you were beginning to think that Theo hadn't changed and was still untrustworthy and evil. But just as you wanted to turn around and run away, Diablerie let out a pleased purr and rubbed her body against Theo's legs. He was confused and surprised while a genuine smile stretched onto your face. The warm feeling of happiness spread throughout your body. He had changed, for real.

"You really have changed," you mumbled and - surprising both yourself and Theo - threw yourself onto him, arms wrapped around his built torso and face buried into his chest, squeezing the life out of him. Slowly, the man wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into your hair. "I have no idea what just happened but I'm not complaining," he laughed.

You grinned.

"Now, Theo, you better tell me what the hell happened while I was tanning in Monaco?" you demanded curiously as you pulled away to look up at him. The blue-eyed man laughed, "Well..."

~~~

"Theo, you are not sleeping in your truck," you told him sternly. "Well I can't go anywhere else, babe," he shrugged. "Surely you have friends here now who you can stay with." Theo tongued his cheek, "But I can't stay with them forever Y/n. I missed school so much that I can't graduate, I can't go to college and literally no one will hire me." You stared at him while chewing on your cheek, "Then... Go back to school?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"One word, broke."

"Then, we will find a way to get you a job but you will not sleep in your truck for the rest of your life Theo!"

Theo sighed but smiled at you, "Okay." He ran his hand through your hair before it froze on your cheek, he pulled you towards him a bit and kissed your forehead. "But you, you will go to sleep."

You chuckled, "Fine," you giggled, dragging out the i.

As you pulled away, you stared at him with your sparkling e/c eyes for sometime. "Theo, I like your new hair, you better keep it," you said all of a sudden. When you realized that you had said it out loud, you blushed while Theo laughed. "Well I'm glad to hear me not having enough money to get a haircut is up to your liking." He shut up when you kissed his cheeks and ran back towards your house.

He stood there until the door to your house closed behind Diablerie and you. Once again, a sigh left the blue-eyed boy.

He will try to get a job again tomorrow.

He will try to be up to your parents liking because he knew they absolutely despised him right now.

He will try but he can't promise anything.

~~~

It was 8 months later when Theo finally got a job. You had moved to New York to study Archaeology.

You had a job there to support yourself as a delivery driver for Domino's. The two of you kept a long distance relationship since neither of you had enough money to fly Theo over to the Big Apple.

A Spanish restaurant decided to give him a chance and you were both ecstatic when you got the news. "I'm so proud of you, baby," you cheered over Skype. "The people there seemed very nice, though I have to admit, I accidentally bumped into the Chef there already. A fiery Latina, so I better keep up my best behavior." The both of you laughed.

"How are the other doing?" You asked with a warm smile. "Well other than Stiles, I have no idea. You know almost everyone left to chase their dreams. Not that the supernaturals care, pretty sure Scott will return soon. Shit will go crazy soon." Your boyfriend's turned chalk white as he realized that he let it slip.

Worry clouded your face, "Theo... What's going on?"

[princeescaluswords]

Good Friend Scott -- Compilation

I’ve decided to make it easy for my followers to find my meta on Scott McCall as a good friend to Stiles Stilinski:

PART 1 -- Scott never blamed Stiles for his role in Scott’s trauma.

PART 2 -- Even as a violent nonhuman, Scott does not harm Stiles willingly.

PART 3 -- Scott has no problem with Stiles’ essential nature.

PART 4 -- Scott believes and supports Stiles.  

PART 5 -- No one is more important to Scott than Stiles. 

PART 6  -- Scott’s greatest fear is the loss of Stiles.

Here you go.  If you have any questions, please send me a message.

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Here There Be Trolls

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fpRWEJ

by ambersagen

Up on the hillside Peter snarled loudly, and something crunched with a wet crack while the werewolf gave a satisfied shout.

“Ohhh, sounds like your boy is really giving them a fight to remember,” said Jaskier, grinning broadly and then wincing as a rain of pebbles caught them unawares.

“Sure, yeah.” Stiles coughed, spitting out a disgusting mix of ground. Seriously. This was the worst vacation ever.

Words: 1466, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, and a troll - Character

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Crossover, modern crossover sort of?, Trolls, Fae Jaskier | Dandelion, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Peter and Geralt are nonhuman as usual, Drabble, One Shot, slightly crackish

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3fpRWEJ

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by ambersagen

Up on the hillside Peter snarled loudly, and something crunched with a wet crack while the werewolf gave a satisfied shout.

“Ohhh, sounds like your boy is really giving them a fight to remember,” said Jaskier, grinning broadly and then wincing as a rain of pebbles caught them unawares.

“Sure, yeah.” Stiles coughed, spitting out a disgusting mix of ground. Seriously. This was the worst vacation ever.

Words: 1466, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, and a troll - Character

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Crossover, modern crossover sort of?, Trolls, Fae Jaskier | Dandelion, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Peter and Geralt are nonhuman as usual, Drabble, One Shot, slightly crackish

[hypnosiacon-archived]

what do hive have in ur requests / to-do list

My To-Do is in my Notion [Link]! You can also check to-dos for my other blogs!

In the inbox there are:

genders related to alpha delta zeta omega

Romance Conceptum

The Spiral Conceptum

an attraction where u feel it cause the other individual feels like home & safety

alteraffectis attraction that is reverse of hoardraco

Fungal / Mycelium Genderhost

a gender related to wolves/being a wolf and being an entity

Wild Magic Barbarian (I think I've seen one though)

Stiles Stilinski Fictionkin Flag + Werefox Alterhuman / Nonhuman / Otherkin / Caedbeing Flags

A feruvel term related to the feeling of lust flowing through one's body that almost takes one's mind replacing every thought with itself. (Similar to one I made with Hunger)

And there's a bunch in other blogs too

[sirrobertsmom]

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Spark—this is a crossover and fandom fusion of Teen Wolf and the wonderful book series, Being(s) in Love by R Cooper.  Magical creatures, such as fairies, werewolves, pixies and dragons are known and often times fall in love.  Stiles is half-dragon from his mother's side of the family and like all dragons, he has a horde and is rather possessive when it comes to objects that he considers his own.  Derek owns the bakery next door to Stiles' antique shop and his family keeps pressuring him to start dating again even after all the drama brought on by his ex-girlfriend, Kate.  The entire story takes place when Derek goes to the antique shop to in the guise of dropping off a sandwich for Stiles, when in actuality; he missed seeing him in the bakery earlier that morning.  And what he ends up finding is his mate.  Magnificent!

[theofficialstereklibrary]

Could you update the incubus stiles tag? Love you soooOoOoooOOo much!!

back at you

Death is No Lover by Derek_needs_a_hug (2/4 | 12,453 | R)

Stiles' world is turned upside-down when he's turned into an incubus. He doesn't think life could get any worse, until he meets his new neighbour, Derek. Derek is a prostitute. When the two worlds collide, things have to get a little worse before they start to get better.

Boo, You Whore! by CallieB (1/1 | 7,582 | NR)

“It’s an incubus,” Stiles says, dropping the enormous book down on the table in front of Derek for no other reason than that it sounds dramatic.

Predictably, there’s no immediate cry of ‘oh, Stiles, you genius!’

Written for the Magic!Stiles square on my Sterek Bingo card.

Something Calling In The Dead Of Night by orphan_account (4/? | 13,308 | NC17)

“I’m going out to check on some things,” Peter slides his laptop into his bag and grabs his keys and wallet. “Don’t have sex with it.”

Derek almost flinches at what Peter says, “What the fuck? Peter, also, he’s not an it.”

Peter rolls his eyes, “Whatever. Don’t do it. And maybe try and work a name out for it.”

The words “Him!” chase him out the door.

His nephew is an idiot.

To Break a Fever by septima_sum (1/? | 2,609 | NC17)

It’s rare that someone actually catches his eye, that someone actually makes him want to do more than observe, but occasionally it happens.

Your Darkness Will Be Rewritten by Omni (1/1 | 11,460 | R)

Stiles is no guardian angel. In fact, as an incubus, he's pretty far from it. But still, it seems he's always there at the right place and the right time to be the protector that Derek didn't even know he needed.

(An alternate timeline where Stiles prevents the Hale fire, and returns to Beacon Hills years later when someone's performing three-fold ritualistic killings.)