#not my best work and i've never written werewolves before

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Ryder's OT8 Recommendations

One Shots

Storm clouds at midnight @sunmoonjune Supernatural fic where witch reader gets involved with werewolves. No explicit smut but holy shit it was just so good. Suggestive in all the best ways.

Series

Whose love masterlist @skzwaves Something to lovers that is different for each member. So well done, each fic is a masterpiece. I'm in love.

Sharing a bed series Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin @skzdarlings Who doesn't love a sharing the bed trope fic? Each one of these was so good and I love that Darling made the Hyung line f2l and the Manke line enemies to lovers. The Han one had me crying laughing and the Chan one was so sweet. Each one has it's own unique personality and I loved them all.

Threesome series Chan/Seungmin, Changbin/Minho, Han/Felix, Hyunjin/Jeongin @skzdarlings The Han/Felix one is on this list twice because it is just that good. All of these are fantastic works. Darling really kills it every single time they write.

Masterlists

Rhythms masterlist @therhythmafterthesummer Rhythm | ‘96 | any pronouns. Rhythm has written some of my absolutely favorite posts on this site. Their one shots are incredible and the wereroomies series was my first look into supernatural fics and I've never been able to look back! Give them some love ❤️

Lixables master list @lix-ables kriss/riri ‧₊˚ she/her . twenny_1 Kriss has written so many fics on here and they are all so good! Surely you'll find something you like on their page.

Stay the word master list @staytheword marianne (mari) ; she/her ; 90s. Mari has such a poetic way with words, each time I read her fics I feel like I am reading a novel. Mostly writes longer fics but man are they worth it! Check her out!

Christmas evel @j-0ne25 Tan [she/they] | ‘98. I put two of Tan's masterlists on here because the Christmas evel series is how I was introduced to their amazing works. This series shows the group in fantastical scenarios and the princess works on this list are some of my favorites to come back to time and time again.

J-One25 masterlist @j-0ne25 Tan [she/they] | ‘98. If you are looking for more realistic fics then check out Tan's masterlist here! The scenarios are all so amazing and they have written so many incredible works for the guys!

Hyunsvngs masterlist @hyunsvngs Juno [she/her] 20. Juno's Fairy Flower's series brought me to her page. I am normally too impatient to wait for series to finish but I ended up reading the first chapter before it was done and I remember waiting for the next one to come out because I just had to know what happened next. Incredible writer, I highly recommend checking out all her oneshots as well!

Minniesmutt masterlist @minniesmutt 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 '0𝟐 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐏 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄����. Karma's NSFW blog, filled with toe-curling fics that will have you blushing. I love their writing style which is why their blogs are both on this list! Check it out if you are 18+!

J-onedrabbles masterlist @j-onedrabbles 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 '0𝟐 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐏 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘. Karma's SFW blog, full of adorable fluff pieces and one of my first mutual blogs. This blog has a special place in my heart.

2chopsticks2eyes masterlist @ 2chopsticks2eyes Late 20s | She/her (Or King/The baddest bitch to my squad). Lua truly is such a baddie. Hard Lee Know stan who loves Minsung! Some of her fic's have triggering topics but she handles the topics so well. I find myself checking her page all the time for new fics because she just writes so well.

[ghostoftheyear]

20 Questions: Writing Edition

@theskee tagged me for this and I can never resist answering questions about myselfmy writing. Let's gooooooooo

How many works do you have on AO3?

260, which goes all the way back to the first stuff I posted on my website in like… 1999 or so? We're talking when I was into comics fandom. (And obviously, those were not originally posted on AO3.)

What's your total ao3 word count?

1,393,595 - what a good pattern in that number, ha. I have so many extremely short fics.

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Waking the Moon - the first (in order of writing) of the FFXV omegaverse wolf fics. I'm still quite pleased with that one, even if I did start writing it out of spite.

In Between - the one and only LOTR fic I was ever inspired to write, a Legolas/Aragorn PWP that still gets kudos even though I'm very tired of it. It's fine, I guess.

The Strength of the Wolf - Another in the Werewolves of Lucis series. This was the only time I ever had enough motivation and inspiration to put out multiple fics as a series.

Tutelage - The one proper Ignis/Gladio fic I ever did, and I am still proud of that one, too. Even though Noctis makes a very outdated 'Etro' reference that shows how early this was written.

Perspective - Possibly my favorite Torchwood fic (Jack/Ianto, of course) and it makes me super happy that it's up here on the list. Threading bits of moments from all through the canon was fun, and I remember thinking of one additional scene and popping it in just after I posted the fic and being so pleased with it. (I think it's the Martha scene.)

What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, Dragon Age has 99% of my attention, but I'm still thinking about FFVII Remake (even if no ideas have come to me in months), and I still have a DMMd fic I want to finish (another to round out the actor AU).

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Fuck yeah. I used to know someone who got so many that he just didn't respond anymore, but I have never had that happy circumstance, and I want people to know how much their words are appreciated. Plus, it's led to friendships more than once, and I can't not respond if someone notices something special or goes into detail about a bit they liked.

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

Hmmm. I don't often write angsty endings, but holding on, letting go kinda qualifies, I think. I mean, most of what I write is smut, so…

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

God, there's a lot of them, I really can't pick. I did a super-classic Disneyesque happy ending with Spellbound, that was fun.

Do you get hate on fics?

Fortunately, not too much; there was one on an RPS fic that still stands out to me (even though it was hilarious), but I've had more weird and confusing comments than anything.

Do you write smut?

I would say I'm known for it.

Do you write crossovers?

Not often, since I find them hard to justify. I still like the Firefly/Torchwood one that had Mal and Captain Jack hooking up, though - Collision.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of, fingers crossed.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yeah, I had someone translate do you understand, do you feel the same, which was really surprising and nice.

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Sort of, in that I've rewritten RP (with my partner's permission) into fics. I've never done proper cowriting, but maybe someday.

What's your all time favourite ship?

Ugh, there's so many and they're all so dear to me. Jack/Ianto, Promnis, obviously Kouao. Rookanis, right now. I love them all so much, I can't choose.

What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

UGH there are WIPs from my boyband slash days that still haunt me. (The Matrix one, the mage AU one…) I guess right now it's that DMMd one. It seems so far off now.

What are your writing strengths?

THIS IS HARD. SKEE WHY DID YOU MAKE ME DO THIS LOL. Uhh, I think I'm best at dialogue and interpersonal relationships, getting to the heart of scenes quickly (maybe too quickly sometimes). I like really getting in deep with vocabulary and trying to fit the wording just right for every sentence.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Plotting and structure feel like my biggest issues. Only once or twice have I ever actually managed to write an outline and plan out what would happen in a fic… and then it got away from me, and half of it didn't happen because it would have just overwhelmed the fic, heh. And then I didn't write the other half. That was the last Werewolves fic, To Be Human After All.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I've never written more than one or two words of another language in dialogue or otherwise in a fic. I usually italicize them, or in the case of the one Firefly fic, I added a translation in the end notes (I think it was "hun dan" - asshole). Most of the time it's something that I think the readers would understand, like sensei in something based on Japanese media.

First fandom you wrote for?

Hmm, I think technically it was Star Wars, when I was very wee. The first stuff I remember writing (actually physically writing, in school notebooks) was for ElfQuest, in an epic full of OCs (my Mary Sue character was half-elf, half-human, named Bluesky -- the irony, I know). The first stuff I posted online was X-Men comics related.

Favourite fic you've ever written?

Good lord, how am I supposed to choose. Did I mention I have 260 fics posted? And that's not even all of them. But since I haven't mentioned them much, I'll say it's the first FFVII Remake fic I wrote, reach out your hand, featuring Cloud/Biggs.

Aaaaaaaaaand I'm gonna tag @lindira on this one! This was super fun, even if it did make me have to think too much, lol.

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Here we go, part four for the older Lucian au!

Warnings: mentions of injuries, and some mild bareness is also mentioned. You'll see. :)

On with the fic!

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"Alright, so... let me see if I've got this right." Peter spoke, his mouth full of granola bar. Lucian made a face at the lack of manners, and kept his own food in his mouth, it was some of the jerky that the human had offered him from his supply.

"Your name's Lucian, and you are considered to be the first lycan." Peter swallowed and looked at the man across the bed from him.

"Technically, I am the first lycan, there was never one before me born the way I was." Lucian corrected.

"Right, right. First born lycan, from a werewolf mum. And you are, holy shit, over eight hundred years old."

Lucian nodded, that fact had thrown Peter for a loop, he had rambled and ranted over such a thing for ten solid minutes, made worse when Lucian brought up William, the original werewolf of this region, who was much older. Apparently, human media of were creatures and the like don't often include immortality.

They had been at this for hours, though three of them were spent sleeping. At least, on Lucian's part, internal injuries and bleeding took longer to heal for him now than outer wounds. Peter had said he spent that time working on his 'vlog', whatever that was.

During this very long discussion, Lucian explained the bloodlines of Corvinus, the vampire son Marcus and his people, and William and the werewolves. Then there was Lucian's people, the lycans, which Peter seemed very interested in.

Though Lucian was curious when Peter said that Corvinus sounded familiar. It was extremely rare for that family's name to be known outside of this region, and even then, it was deemed a legend. Written literature was missing, destroyed, or kept locked up by vampires and lycans to protect the ancient knowledge. Lucian knew that some writers remained in these very walls, Tanis made sure of it.

The war was discussed, but not every detailed, Lucian didn't need Peter to know everything. That was dangerous knowledge, a vampire hunter didn't need to know all of that, especially the full reason for the war. The lycan had explained it as an uprising against the vampires, by his people who were enslaved, who wanted to be seen as equals rather than as tools.

He had even discussed a bit of his hybrid experiments, but, again, not in full detail. He mainly explained his reasoning for it, to make a hybrid to unite the species. This led to discussing the events of 2003, of the return of Viktor, and of Selene and Michael.

"... and then you were shot, by that Craven guy, who sounds like a real bitch. Okay, but, like, how did you survive being shot with silver, fuckin' liquid silver?" The human asked, chewing on his pen, which oddly had the PV on it, like the jacket Peter had worn the other day.

Did he just have his initials on all of his property? The laptop had a sticker of those letters too...

"It is..." Lucian frowned, scratching at the lining of his pants as he thought on this. He had long since put on pants, at Peter's request. Because, as he put it, 'your cock's a distraction and I need to take notes'.

He tapped at one of the wounds on his chest, the old scar that looked worse than it felt, as it was numb now. "I think it had to do with my experiments with Michael's recently infected blood. The man is the true heir to the Corvinus blood line, he could handle the fusion of the species perfectly, but someone like me? A naturally born lycan, the first one? I think the injection of his blood is what spared me from a terrible death."

He sighed. "And yet, there were consequences to it."

"Like what?"

"My healing was a long, very long, process. With many problems. The remaining members of my pack took me into hiding, they did their best to help me, but I spent so long in a coma-like state, trying to process the silver that kept trying to prevent me from regenerating damaged tissue, muscles, all that."

Peter made a face. "What the fuck?"

"It was unpleasant." Lucian said with a small shrug. "While healing, it appears that the conflict of the silver trying to negate my natural healing, and my healing trying to negate the silver, caused me to temporarily be... mortal. At least, in a way like a human, where I aged."

There was a pause, and Peter tilted his head, then looked Lucian up and down. "What... what do you mean? Like, when did you stop aging, exactly? Or, did it, like, make you age faster than you were because you were slowly aging like, I dunno, what ages slowly? Trees?"

"I stopped in my twenties, my body decided that I was fine to continue as I was without growing physically older in appearance. But then this happened and now..." He touched his hair, looking at the long, white strands between his fingertips.

"Whatcha looked like before?"

"About twenty or so years younger." Lucian scoffed. "With darker hair."

"Hot." Peter replied. "I mean, not that you're not hot now! You're a fuckin' DILF!"

Lucian raised an eyebrow. "A what?"

"DILF. Ya know... dad I'd like to fuck?"

There was a very uncomfortable silence that followed this for a few moments, and Lucian sighed loudly. "Have I answered all your questions? Can you go now?"

"Nah. Think I might stick around a bit longer."

"Why? You got what you wanted, go."

Peter shook his head and jabbed his pen in Lucian's direction. "Oh no, you and I are not done! Look, my blog and vlogs of my travels are popular, yeah? But that's just part of it! My main goal's to write a book!"

"A book."

"Yeah! On the spooks and legends of Europe! I mean, I've used a fuck ton of them over the years of my own personal research, and for my fantastic stage show, why not do me own? And you, you with your eight centuries of knowledge, and all your monstery... stuff, you're a great resource!"

Lucian stared at him. "Stage show?"

This weirdly seemed to offend the human before him. "Oh come on! Doesn't anyone on this stupid continent know good stage entertainment that isn't fuckin' Shakespeare or a Greek tragedy!?"

And Lucian found himself staring at Peter's laptop, at promotional footage and bootleg recording of the human prancing about on stage in the most impractical outfit for 'vampire hunting'. The vampires themselves were scantly clad women. The show was also filled with fire, flashing lights, and lots of smoke from fog machines.

All of this explained the items Peter owned with his name and initials on them.

Apparently, this was Peter's job for quite a long while. A fake vampire hunter and a stage magician.

"Technically, I'm a true hunter now." Peter said as he closed out of his media files. "I mean, I was a researcher for most of my adult life at that point, was even an expert for some species, but I didn't actually... hunt. At least not until 2011."

"What made you get into actual hunting?" Lucian asked, watching the human. He saw Peter pull down the collar of his jacket, tapping at some faded scars on his neck, only somewhat visible in the light of the lit lanterns and the fireplace.

Bite marks.

Lucian frowned deeply, then sniffed.

Peter smelled like a human, one who wore a strong deodorant and was in need of a hair washing, but under the natural and artificial scents, there was something there.

A hint of something that Lucian hadn't bothered to give much mind until now.

It was the scent of the living dead, a scent all vampires and ghouls carried, a hollow scent that was hard to explain, but Lucian knew it well.

He decided not to question it, instead, he listened to Peter talk about how in 2011, a teenager named Charley came to him for hunting advice against a vampire, and how Peter told him to fuck off. Then the vampire sent a lackey to invade Peter's home.

"Look," The mortal seemed uncomfortable to continue with his story, which was interesting considering he seemed very egotistical and would want to talk about himself, and also seemed to like the sound of his own voice, "just... long story short, the threat of a real vampire in my home, in my life, got me going out there with the kid to kill the guy."

"And you do, I presume?"

"Still alive, ain't I?"

"Then how did you survive being bitten?"

"Ah. You know the whole shtick about killin' a head vampire frees the vampires they sire? Well, yeah, turns out it's real. Gotten chomped on by his minions, was startin' to turn, kid stakes the fuck outta the guy, boom! Cured!"

Somewhat, Lucian thought, but chose to not voice this. He had a feeling that Peter would not like being told that the hollow scent still clung to him like an omen.

"I see, how curious. I've heard of such stories, but I did not know they were true. And no, before you ask, it does not work that way with those of my kind and the vampires and werewolves I am tied to."

"Hm." Peter nodded and flopped back on the bed. "Right, okay. Wasn't plannin' on stabbin' you again to, ya know, free any lycans. Bet you guys have enough troubles as it is."

Lucian nodded. "The birth of the hybrid has only causes more trouble, as it had lead to the deaths of two of the vampire elders, and of the betrayal of Selene to her people, as she and Michael had escaped. To where? I am not sure, my knowledge is limited, as for my safety and the safety of my kind, I am hiding away from them."

"In an abandoned castle?"

"One owned by the vampires who enslaved me and my people, and then ruled by lycans when we won the first true battle. It was abandoned for safety years, but now I've returned, as no one dares to come here. The lycans know better, and the vampires have no use for it."

"Huh, makes sense." Peter then rolled off the bed and got to his feet. "You doin' better? Feelin' less... death's door-y?"

"I suppose so." Lucian moved to get off the bed, wincing at his aching muscles that screamed at him. He hated the rapid, unpredictable changing his body did when he was healing. "Why do you ask?"

"You need a hot bath, and so do I! I've been chillin' in this castle with you for a few days now, and you've been sick, time for a bath! Got one around here?"

"Yes? But not in the way you're used to. It is ancient, and used by the vampires, it also needs to be heated." This seemed to interest Peter. "And no, while you have seen me bare, you do not need to join me in the bath, you can wait."

"What! Come on, how is me seeing your dick all out in the open and you bein' casual about it differ from me join' you in the bath!?"

Lucian leveled him a look as he put his cloak on. "It's the principle of the thing." He then turned, leaving the room, and going down the hall, hearing Peter complain aloud about what Lucian said.

TBC

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Peter will tell Lucian the events of 2011 in due time, I figured it's a topic he doesn't like to discuss, considering... everything.

I figured that Lucian had some knowledge of things going on after Viktor's death, but decided he needs to remove himself from the war all together, especially if there's a chance he will not survive another battle like that. He got lucky once, he might not get lucky again.

Also, I wanted so badly to write about Peter braiding Lucian's hair in this, but I've decided that can happen later. I love the mental image I have of it, especially because I'd like to think Lucian's hair is longer in this than it is in the movies. :)

[barbwritesstuff]

I’ve played Blood Moon like 50 times now, and I was in serious withdrawals for your writing so I decided to give Thicker Than a try. It’s scratching the itch but I can’t help but notice how different Thicker Than feels? Like, when you start Blood Moon you’re with Marco! Your best friend! And you immediately return to your pack, who is there for you no matter what and understands what you are and what you’re going through. There’s no need to be defensive or on guard, although the world outside is cruel here you are safe and loved.

Playing Thicker Than after that just feels…. lonely. You have all this power, but you can’t trust anyone. You begin the game alone and you feel alone the whole time, no matter how many allies you make. Werewolves are never really alone, because they always have the pack in their corner. Vampires can be in a room full of other vampires and still be so alone. And then something hit me:

This must have been how my baby Carrie felt 😭😭😭😭😭

I'm sorry the vampires in my world don't do packs or family units the way the werewolves do.

Vampire culture is much more individualistic, where they prioritise the self over the whole and exist in social systems designed to squeeze value out of others (even especially other vampires). Vampires often very quickly become very anti social (in the medical sense) after turning because empathy/compassion would hinder their ability to hunt. They also tend to be very selfish and opportunistic which is also why they're so political. They don't approach problems with 'what's the best way to solve this' rather they think 'what can I get out of this'... which is why they let Blackwell get destroyed by the wolves. If the entire Night Court stuck together, they could've easily destroyed the pack... but why would they do that? What's in it for them? Blackwell couldn't answer these questions, so he died.

Werewolf culture is much more collaborative. They work together like a big (and yes, often messy) family, and tend to organise in ways that prioritise the good of the group rather than the individual. That's why the Alpha has to make a promise to each pack member before becoming the Alpha. The Alpha serves the pack as much as the pack serves the Alpha. This works because they are small family groups (typically less than 50 to a pack) and it is still very much not a perfect system... but it is much more about mutual benefit, trust, and love rather than the self.

Why have I written my world this way? Is it just because I think vampires in media are often feudal and/or capitalistic parasites and that aspect of them goes woefully under explored? Well... yes. I think that's exactly it.

I've used werewolves to reflect some (what I think) very positive aspects of humanity. Love, togetherness, unity, etc. I'm using vampires to contrast that.

In Thicker Than you can play into this premise and become a vampire similar to Blackwell... or try to change and to become something better... or go the other way and become something much, much worse.

Anyway, sorry for rambling. We write about ourselves and our politics, whether we want to or not, and that's what I think is going on here with me and the contrast between the two games.

Also, yes, you're totally right in regards to Carrie. This is the environment she grew up in (while also dealing with the trauma of losing her family). Is it any wonder she has trust issues?

Also (I'm rambling, I'm so sorry) I hope your allies in Thicker Than start to feel more like friends as the game goes on. I understand everything is very fraught right now... but I hope I can make them feel more 'on your side' as the game goes on.

[catwings-writes-things]

☀️ Sun: Show off your work! What’s your favorite thing you have written recently?

🌈 Rainbow: What is your favorite character dynamic to write? Give us an example from your WIP!

Thank you for the ask! FINALLY getting around to answering these...

Sun: show off your work! What's your favorite thing you have written recently?

I don't know that it's my absolute favorite thing I've written recently, but it's a relatively short excerpt that works without too much context, so have a snippet from chapter 13 of A World of His Own (specifically, from an email from Jon to Martin):

On the Wednesday night before Halloween—Susan gave me that Wednesday and Thursday off, so I could come in on the weekends before and after—I hosted a small celebration at my apartment with the group who got me out of the Magnus Institute. This will probably sound quite juvenile, but we played Truth or Dare—and, yes, I got to enforce the “truth” portion. Perhaps even more ridiculous than the fact that my friends and I played Truth or Dare at a Halloween party is the fact that I’d never played before, but Harriet convinced me, and ultimately it was an excellent time. Helen didn’t play, but she did sing karaoke with me at one point—I’m pretty sure Harriet has a recording of that, so feel free to ask her if you’re so inclined (I don’t think there’s anything on that recording specifically that would be dangerous to hear, but you should probably be made aware that earlier in the evening Helen got a little too enthusiastic about singing along to “Werewolves of London” and it took a few hours for Mike’s ears to stop bleeding, so listen at your own risk). If you’re wondering, Mike exclusively picks truth, Harriet always goes for dare, and Oliver and Karolina are more flexible but lean truth and dare respectively. I varied my selection depending on whose turn it was to issue the dare and/or question (friendly tip: unless you're Harriet, never accept a dare from Mike).

For a pack of terrifying and deadly fear vampires, these characters really like playing silly party games, huh.

Rainbow: what is your favorite character dynamic to write? Give us an example from your WIP!

I thought about this way too hard before realizing this is the perfect opportunity to share a very funny realization I had about the Jailbreak Squad a while back, which is that the three duos the Squad most naturally splits into (Jon and Helen, Mike and Harriet, Oliver and Karolina) are all variations on the Brooding Boy/Sunshine Girl trope. They're three very different spins on it, none of them are couples in any sort of romantic or sexual sense (they are respectively an unnamed queerplatonic partnership, found family siblings, and friends), and the women in all three sets are every bit as traumatized, messed-up, and dangerous as the men (they just express it differently), but the trope is there and I personally find it hilarious.

Once again, thank you for the asks! Best!

[big-ass-magnet]

@queenofbaws tagged me in this thank you queenie :* I tag @experimentalmadness @jay-auris and all my other writers whose tumblr usernames I cannot remember.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Exactly 100! 39 of them are just for What We Do in the Shadows, thanks to the time I went insane and wrote a friend like 20 different fics for a Christmas exchange.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

375,883 WOW THAT'S A LOT HAHAHAHA

3. What fandoms do you write for?

oh goodness. Mass Effect and Dragon Age I'll always come back to; at the moment I've settled into Girl Genius.

4. Top five fics by kudos

Relationship Status: It's Really Complicated (Venom 2018)

The Things We Can't Take Back (What We Do in the Shadows)

Safe and Sound (Venom 2018)

A Hole in the Family Portrait (WWDITS)

A Change in Perspective (WWDITS)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I TRY I REALLY DO, even if it's just to say thank you

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

THAT IS A HARD QUESTION, I literally had to go back and review all my posted fics because I don't write a lot of angsty endings; I'm a happy ending bitch!!! I gotta end on love and light!

Timing, a Beast Wars fic that is probably the saddest and unsexiest smut I've ever written, about Rattrap mourning Dinobot after his death. I wrote it in college so it's old to be "oh god no never look at my old writing it's so embarrassing", so I'm afraid to look at it.

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

Also a hard question but for the opposite reason! I'm going to go with Consider This, where Cassandra realizes Varric is in love with Hawke based on how he writes in Tale of The Champion--and then makes it Varric's problem.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not out and out, but I've gotten a few "constructive criticisms" which made me feel so bad about the fic I stopped writing it--so yeah I'm going to call those hate. Just a few though, across my entire writing career.

9. Do you write smut?

Yes, but I go through phases where I'm so embarrassed about writing it and I'm sure people will think it's badly written, but in between those, I will write it. (I wrote...a lot of it...for wwdits).

10. Craziest crossover?

Fang and Fur and Snow - yes, it's my only crossover, but considering I only did it because both What We Do in the Shadows and Werewolves Within have a) werewolves and b) Harvey Guillen in them, I call it pretty crazy.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I've ever noticed.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes!! Best Served at Muzzle Velocity (sole survivor Shepard learns that shooting thresher maws on foot makes for great therapy) was translated into Russian here!

[They changed the title to A Dish That is Best Served From Service, which I've assumed means 'military service', which I thought was very cool!]

I was extremely flattered.

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

Yes, a couple! It was always a fun time.

14. All time favourite ship?

God. Hard to say. In terms of longevity, Shepard/Garrus, but Hawke/Varric is so consistently fun to write and read and they are such a perfect 'weird puzzle pieces that fit perfectly' ship it always makes me happy.

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

I try to never say never! ...but, When History Comes Calling was supposed to be the first in a series about the Shepard twins--one is taken by batarian slavers, one becomes Commander Shepard. I've got Kiryn the assassin and Commander Keris Shepard; I really wanted to do a companion piece with Commander Kiryn Shepard and Keris the gladiator.

Aaaand I haven't been able to. (I also wanted a sequel to WHCC and haven't had much luck with that either.)

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue for SURE. I'm very proud of my dialogue, both quality of writing and (in fics) how true to canon I can make it sound. If there's an audio component, I'm very good at mimicking the dialogue patterns of characters, to the point where I can tell I need to rework a line if I can't hear the character saying it in my head.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

PLOTS.

I have SUCH a hard time finding the inspiration and discipline to follow through with a long fic plot. Mostly I'll have a neat idea or scene, but not be able to come up with a story to carry it. You'll notice more than a few of my fics start in media res.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I want to know what people are saying!! I feel like I'm missing out on useful information/character stuff! (More than anything this is for conlangs, especially ones that aren't Klingon or Tolkien Elvish where only the author knows what any of it means. TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING.)

19. First fandom you wrote in?

Avatar the Last Airbender. I was a Zuko girlie and boy did I write for it. Those fics are long since lost in the depths of fanfic.net.

I lie. I remember my username. No you can't know.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

When History Comes Calling. I think it's one of my most inventive and interesting fics, with the strongest emotional writing, and a lot of really good action pieces. It's also one of the rare ones where I have a plot and plot twists and manage more than a handful of chapters.

[oldlaceandpaperflowers]

Can I just...

I'm trying to do something called The Rough Draft Challenge. (Look for Heart Breathings on YouTube; they have all the info there.) So, I took the opportunity to work on Miriam's stories again. (newmiriamsmysteries.tumblr.com just in case)

If you've been following me for a while on various other incarnations of RP blogs and OOC blogs, you would know about Miriam and her group of vampires, werewolves, and ghosts she happens to run around with. Mysteries has been my brainchild since about 2017-2019. A lot has happened since the stories started, and it fell off a bit. Since I reached my 2023 goal of buying my first house, my next big goal is to get my books published.

I dug out all my story ideas and information and dusted off my creative brain to dive back in. So one of the blurbs I had written back in 2019 or whatever, I decided to rewrite for a monthly prompt list that tends to haunt my Pinterest. I wrote it, printed it off, and took it to work with me.

Now, you may be asking yourself, "You work at a plant with machinery and you don't have time to read or edit or whatever..." And you'd be right. However, my boyfriend is extremely supportive of my writing and has been for the 17 years I've known him.

He actually, okay, without going too much into it; I came out of a bad situation that resulted me in having to go into hiding and get a new job and all that crap. I had no creative drive left. I'd been writing since I was eleven and the situation I had left was so bad, that I would stare at a blank page for hours trying to write and nothing would happen.

Enter my boyfriend, who was simply my best friend at the time, got me started on writing a dragon story that had been in my head since I was thirteen. I would write a chapter or two a night (In an old notebook I had), take it to work and he would read it, edit it a little, and leave stupid notes in it. I have since lost that notebook though and fell out of love with that story.

Fast forward 17 years later, my best friend comes back into my life, finds out there were other feelings there we never told each other about, and blah-blah-bliddy-blah - he's my boyfriend now and we work together again.

NOW! Since he has been and still is supportive of me and anything that I do (which is still super weird to me and I'm trying to get used to it), I printed a copy of the blurb I wrote and gave it to him Friday morning.

We work for the same company only in different buildings (at least for right now while it's slow) and I went to see him Friday at lunch. He told me that he started reading my blurb, only managed to get through the first paragraph, and is now hooked.

I'm sorry?

And not only that but back when I was writing Miriam's stories before I had my sister hooked, too, and a couple of my friends as well.

Is there... is there something there? Do I have a chance to actually get this book out of my head and on bookshelves?

[two-calicos-in-a-trenchcoat]

Man ok

So I've listened to the first book and now part of the second book on audible and I actually was pretty close on a lot of things. I just mixed up the series of events a little

SO

Some Corrections

Jacque's last name is Pearce

Her True Mate Marks are on her upper back between her shoulders. True Mate Marks look like tattoos. Male werewolves develop their own markings at puberty and female werewolves get theirs when they meet their mate. The females markings are meant to fit into their mates like a puzzle piece. I've always had difficulty picturing what they're supposed to look like. When I get the kindle copy of the book pulled up on my computer I'll copy a passage that describes them into a future addition to this post because I'm at a loss for what they're supposed to look like. (Are they like tribal tattoos?? How exactly do they look like they fit together?? Many questions.)

I forgot that the books actually shift perspectives between all the characters. The first book alternates between Jacque and fane every other chapter. This is nice because it gives you both perspectives, but if you go in hoping for some mystery as to what's going on with fane and why Jacque can hear his thoughts, those hopes will be dashed by the second chapter.

Fane actually encounters a member of the local wolf pack early on. He has the husband of his host family (Brian) take him to buy a motorcycle. One of the pack members works at (owns?) the dealership. His name is Steve. This is not at all important, I just think Steve is a funny name for a werewolf.

Apparently werewolf packs have to register their pack with the wider community of werewolves to avoid territory disputes and this pack has not registered and was therefore unknown to fane and his pack.

The alpha of this pack (Lucas Steele) has claimed Jacque as his mate. Unbeknownst to Jacque, who has never met him before. He is 22. Which is better than I remembered. I thought he was closer to 30 than that. Not that it matters too much, as you'll see in the next few books. Still creepy since she doesn't even know the guy. Worstie's just been creeping on her from the shadows for who knows how long.

But you see, this is a problem as FANE is Jacque's True Mate™️

Why would a werewolf want to go after someone who is not his True Mate, you ask?

Because female werewolves are super rare, of course! And male werewolves can spend centuries looking for their True Mate. But without her, they feel unbalanced and incomplete. And a wolf can challenge another to a duel to the death over the right to claim a mate. So that's exactly what Lucas does.

These books thread a very thin line between criticizing possessive, controlling behavior from men and condoning it. Like Quinn was trying real hard to portray strong, confident female protagonists, while still subscribing to the whole "you must submit to your husband" bullshit. You know what it reminds me of? My childhood best friend. I feel like she wouldve enjoyed these books. And honestly I AM enjoying rereading them despite all their issues because they're nostalgic for me. I loved this series in highschool. But I definitely feel like ive outgrown them a bit. Much like I outgrew my childhood friend.

And hoooo boy

I don't really read romance books anymore. If I read romance, it's fanfic. About 95% of the time, it's gay fanfic. And even the cishet fics I read usually have some queer background characters somewhere.

There are NONE in these books

Literally zero queer people

Not even mentioned.

Not super surprising since these books are written by a cishet Christian (who seems a bit sheltered)

But im feeling a bit of culture shock here

ALSO

So idk how much the climate varies across Romania. But I know the temps around Bucharest are usually pretty similar to kansas year round. Maybe a little cooler during the summer. Sure, it's colder than Texas. But Quinn seems to think it's cold year round in Romania.

But just a comparison real quick

INCREDIBLY SIMILAR

Although...alright looking at the forecast for Coldspring Texas (where the first 2 books take place) I can see why they think Romania is cold lol

I rescind my previous statement. Its fuckin hot down there.

Remind me to never move to the south. The fuck do you mean its 80 degrees in the beginning of February. Fucking hell.

The Grey Wolves Series: Prince of Wolves

A review

I would like to preface this review with the fact that when I first read this series in highschool, I hyperfixated on it for several months. I was 15. I still believed myself to be cishet. Quite a bit has changed since then.......and now that I think about that was 9 years ago. Fucking hell.

This series is. Not good. I dont know much about Quinn Loftis' life (tho she did follow me on Twitter when I still had twitter) but from what I could gather is that shes a stay at home mom and very Christian. Not so Christian that she was anti Harry Potter. Im likely going to keep a twilight and Harry Potter reference counter as I reread this series.

This review will likely be a bit disjointed. I have never written a second draft for anything in my life and I dont plan to start now. This is mostly for fun and I likely have adhd and struggle to articulate my thoughts so. Fuck it.

From what I remember of this series there is. A lot going on. The first couple of books follow Jacquelyn and Fane. The next couple focus on one of Jacquelyn's best friends, Jen, and her love interest, Decebel. The next two on their third friend Sally and her love interest Colin. I'm actually pretty interested to see how much I actually remember of these books. All 3 girls are very much the stereotypical YA novel protagonist.

Unfortunately this series frequently uses the word g*psy for one of its supernatural types. As I wouldnt class these characters as Romani, I will be referring to them as "healers" after their initial introduction as I dont want to have to constantly type out g*psy and they ARE healers. (As far as I can remember, Sally is not Romani (and yes, spoiler alert, Sally is a healer), tho she IS one of the few, if not the only POC in this series. So....not great, Quinn).

I'll likely only review the first 6 or 7 books (I don't remember how many of them I got through exactly but definitely the first 6), tho according to Google there are now EIGHTEEN books in this series. I know she also had a spin off series about healers (I think I read part of the first book of that series). But holy shit. 18. Thats a lot of fuckin books for there being almost no fandom when the series was still at 10 books. She may not be a great writer but shes got passion and drive I'll give her that. And that's not even counting the spin off series. Of which there are 5 books. Or the 4 unrelated series she did before Grey Wolves. Goddamn shes been busy.

Im writing all of this BEFORE rereading the first book. But some reviews give a first impression which i cannot do as I read these books for the first time almost a decade ago. Also I kinda wanna see if I can summarize the books before I read them to see how much I remember, cuz again, this is for fun and testing my memory has always been fun for me (I used to be able to recite the entire plot of the 39 clues series from memory and I would do so often).

SO

Book One. Prince of Wolves.

Jacquelyn *last name redacted as I cant remember it* is a 17 (almost 18) year old girl about to go into her senior year of highschool. She lives in a small town in Texas with her single mom. Her dad walked out before she was born (or slightly after) and she doesn't know much about him. Her mom is *quirky*. She has two best friends named Jen and Sally. Jen is loud and vulgar and sarcastic while Sally is quiet and shy.

The neighbors across the street from Jacque are going to be hosting a foreign exchange student from romania this year. Jacque finds herself instantly drawn to this tall foreign boy with dark hair and "piercing blue eyes" and after making eye contact with him, begins to hear a voice in her head that she is SURE is his voice despite having never heard him talk before. Spoiler alert: she is correct!

The begin communicating through this psychic connection frequently. He teaches her how to shut him out so he's not hearing her every thought. He informs her that she is a werewolf!!! Or at the very least, half werewolf!!! They are True Mates™️, which is why they are able to communicate telepathically!!!

She goes into her yard to sun bathe and Fane gets Big Mad™️ as her True Mate™️ markings are on display which is a Big No No for werewolves. She doesn't know what the fuck hes talking about. She goes inside to discover what appears to be a tattoo on her (....side? I think? Perhaps on her back).

Jacque has MANY sleepovers at her house with jen and Sally to talk to them about all of these developments.

She eventually tells her mom and discovers!!! Her dad is a werewolf!!! But her mom is not so she and him couldn't have been True Mates™️ and its slightly hinted that he left because he found his True Mate™️ so even though he loved her, he could not stay away from his mate.

Jacque starts having dead animals left outside her house. At first she thinks its Fane doing a weird wolfy courting thing and gets understandably upset by this. Fane confirms that while it IS a wolfy courting thing, HE is not the culprit!

Apparently there is a pack in the area!!! And one of the wolves in this pack is interested in Jacquelyn!!! And Fane is intruding on their territory!!! And the alpha of the pack (a man in his mid to late 20s) is challenging Fane for his mate!!! The challenge is to the death!!! But don't worry!!! Fane is calling in his parents and their pack to help him handle this situation and keep Jacquelyn safe if he loses!!!

At this point they inform the family that fane is living with about what is going on. They are surprisingly chill about the whole thing. Even with having several of Fane's pack members stay with them. Theyre Very Cool People.

We meet Fane's parents. Vasile and Mina (I actually did look up Vasile's name as I kept wanting to call him Vlad and I knew THAT wasn't right)

[mootiemoose]

remus lupin fic rec list

i've been on a remus lupin bender since the beginning of the year and have read some rather fantastic moony centric fic in that time. thought i would compile them into a list - just in case anyone else was feeling similar. with love, mootie x

I'll be updating as I find more, i hope! if you can point any more my way, I would be more than happy to find some!

~Remus x Reader ~

A Bewitching Christmas by batkat (AO3)

Reader is a spy working for the Order, set during Order of the Phoenix. You get roped into spending Christmas with Sirius at Grimmuald place and bump into an old friend. All sorts of shenanigans ensue. I liked the feel of this story, it felt very homely. How all the characters interact, the relationships (especially between Sirius and the reader!) and how beautifully written this is makes you really feel like you're there!

Werewolves of London by 2049s (AO3)

This one is ongoing, but I'm enjoying it too much not to include it! This story follows the reader, a groundskeeper at Hogwarts and Dumbledores personal bodyguard, as she goes about life at Hogwarts. She watches from the side lines as her old friends son, Harry, grows up before her eyes. Until a certain DODA professor arrives, causing feelings and grief long put to rest to resurface. I love how original this is! Her relationships with all the characters are so real and 3D. I love how she signs and how expressive she is with her language. I can't wait to see where this goes next! X

~Remus x O/C~

Sky Above by stephie177 (Wattpadd)

Tamsin Weasley is the oldest of the Weasley siblings. She is the Astronomy professor at Hogwarts. It follows Tam through several years, starting when Sirius escapes from Azkaban right to Voldemorts return. Along the way she meets some interesting characters, and falls in love with a certain professor! Tam was such a interesting character to follow, and I just loved how mischievous she is!

The Marriage Law by theawrites (Wattpadd)

The TikTok famous, no war au fic, that most definitely lives up to the hype. The Ministry has passed a law for all young eligible wizards to marry, and given them all the name of their soulmate. The story follows Aurora Sullivan, a gifted young witch, who is matched with Remus Lupin. Which would all be fine and well, if they didn't despise each other. We follow them as they meet and try to plan their wedding, forge new friendships and try their best to get on given their circumstances. I loved this fic, how Remus is portrayed is so raw. Aurora is such a complex character, and to see her grow throughout the book was a privilege.

Wounded Souls Series by canarypuff (AO3)

The first book, Torment me more, follows Drea Mabry an apprentice healer on placement at Hogwarts Infirmary for a year.. We follow Drea as she makes mistakes in love and life accompanied by her ex boyfriend Charlie Weasley, wreaks havoc with her best friends Aisha and Nova, and butts heads with the new DODA Professor, Remus Lupin. The story ends on such a brutal cliff-hanger, that you need to find out what happens next!

Enter stage right, Against Reason, the second instalment in the series. I have never been so happy to see a sequel in my life! It's still ongoing, so I wont say too much other than, it takes place in the Order of the Phoenix, and Drea is called to join the Order by Dumbledore himself. Things aren't the same as they were before, but will they work things out? Or will everyone carve a different path? I can't wait to find out! I have loved this story, how canarypuff manages to capture every character so perfectly you would reckon magic is involved.

Moonlight series by Fellykins (AO3)

Forged by Moonlight is set during Michelle Derikson's Hogwarts days, where she makes friends (none to some as the Maruaders) and makes the quidditch team. She falls in love too, and by the end of the book has a brand new surname. The book ends at the finale of the first wizarding war, and all the grief that comes with it. The ending had me in pieces - you've been warned!

Into The Moonlight, the second in the ongoing series, starts off 10 years after the first ended with none other than Albus Dumbledore turning up on Michelle Lupin's doorstep with a job offer. She accepts, and starts her new job as Professor of Muggle Studies the same year as Harry Potter comes to Hogwarts. We follow Michelle as she settles in to her new position, and the subsequent joys and sorrows of teaching at a magical school. In her 3rd year of teaching a new DODA Professor causes quite a str for her and son Sebastian. But will it cause more harm than good? I am loving this series! How charming Remus is, how strong Michelle is. How well the series spins together new scenes and old. can't wait to see where it goes!

Remus and Iolanthe Series by SammysDove_CrowleysKitten (AO3)

An oldie, but a goodie. I remembered this fic from my last Remus Lupin binge, a good few years ago. Its an AU where Harry never went to live with the Dursleys but instead his Aunt Iolanthe, his Fathers younger sister, and her husband, Uncle Remus. It's a series of one shots and short fics compiled into a beautiful series. It follows Iolanthe and Remus as they survive life with a rambunctious nephew, a loveable but infuriating lodger, Sirius, and a job offer at Hogwarts. I love this story, for many reasons. Some of whom are doused in nostalgia, but mostly because I love the relationship between Remus and Iolanthe. I love how stubborn they both are, how caring they are. How much they care for their little family, and how they fight to protect it.

[notasapleasure]

Fanfic ask meme: I am asking ALL the ones you haven't done yet! YES ALL

ohmygod ok, ok? thanks? Sorry? [fanfic ask meme]

Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind?

My automatic response is yes, I need music ALWAYS or some kind of noise around me.* But I do write a lot on my notes app on my phone which often means I'm not really paying that much attention to the ambient noise. However I will always have some kind of playlist for characters/wips, and often that will involve a specific artist or album that fits the vibe and kind of becomes the default background noise - when I want music that Fits without being distracting the best thing is an album I've listened to to death already. For Only Ever Just One Night it was Jon Boden's Afterglow, which I hadn't listened to for ages, and right now it's a lot of early Elvis Costello and Springsteen. Usually I tend to...match what I want to listen to anyway to the fic and characters, but obviously with the Lymond band AU (@theartistknownaslymond) I worked on playlists first and then listened to them when I needed to capture the right feeling for the characters.

*The one noise I Cannot Work Through is the dog whining. He loves the sound of his own voice and has perfected the 'woe is me pay attention to me' whine that just. Cuts right through thought like the proverbial hot knife through butter.

2. Do you have a trusted beta reader?

For my epic And Then We Danced fic, @erinaceina very generously read and betaed EVERYTHING. For the.... crunchier parts of the band AU I know I can always send stuff to @stripedroseandsketchpads first before posting live. And Kay will even read most SW drafts when I'm mired in self-doubt and loathing! :') (clowned myself by writing one of her squicks into the current wip though, so it's just me and the endless possibilities rn)

But generally We Die Like Men. It's not that I don't want a beta reader for the other fics, it's just I've never bothered going to look for one. Usually I don't write things with enough plot to worry. I don't know how I got through my old Cassian/Jyn longfic on my own tbh, no cheerleader, no beta! Loyal readers were very ready to point out flimsy aspects of the plot :') so having learned from that I would definitely get a beta for a fic like that if I did another (well, the ATWD longfic proves that).

3. First person or third person?

Usually third person, but I've written at least one fic in first person - it seemed to fit 'Cornelius Hickey's' ego.

4. Past tense or present tense?

Usually past tense, but I can't explain why the Andor fic all wanted to be in present tense. That's just how it came to me. Probably something about wanting to not subconsciously be thinking of how it all ends :')

5. How long do your fics tend to be?

Longer than is decent or desirable, generally. I know this is a feature/bug of not really planning stuff and just writing on vibes, I'm mostly at peace with it.

6. Multi-chapter or one-shots?

The one-shots have an unfortunate habit of growing lore/sequels/prequels.

7. Rarepairs? Yea or nay?

Oh very much YEA. I have obviously written for big ships too (I stand by my Jyn/Cassian love), I don't go out of my way to pick the rarepairs, but god they're just so much more fun. Writing for them, reading them, fandoms for them - it's all so much better. The shared headcanons, the emphasis on a couple of really significant scenes, the extrapolation from crumbs...

8. In character or ooc?

....why would I write for a fandom/character only to write it ooc? The best crackfic and satire is good because it's still in character.

9. Tropes - answered elsewhere

10. Omegaverse?

....no. Not even a bit. I was never into spn, and my earliest fandom interactions were before it was invented. Werewolves? Sure. But just reading the words '[character] was in heat' brings me out in hives

11. OTP(s)?

That I've written/intend to write and stand by as OTPs: Reid/Deborah Goren (Ripper Street), Francis/Jerott (Lymond Chronicles), Marthe/Oonagh (Lymond band au nobody dies), Goodsir/Silna (The Terror), Merab/Irakli (And Then We Danced), Cassian/Jyn, Baze/Chirrut (Rogue One), Cassian/Brasso (Andor), Lee from Utopia/physical pain, his own or others' (Utopia)

That I haven't written for but (would) love to read: Trevor/Alucard(/Sypha) (Castlevania TV series), Captain/Havers (BBC Ghosts), Éowyn/Faramir (LotR), Assane/Benjamin (Lupin). Probably any combination of Wedge/Tycho/Hobbie/Janson (X-Wing series). Luke/Bodhi (Star Wars). That random IRA guy/Matthew MacFadyen's character in Spooks - yes fic exists, yes I've read it.

12. Notps

I'm....really resistant to post-S1 Bix/Cassian and Bix/Brasso. Partly it feels like enforced heterosexuality. Partly I want her comfort and healing to come from community and her own working through it rather than a single magical external healer? Partly I want to know more about her and Timm still (Bix finding the most pathetic little man but genuinely seeming to care for him). Partly I'm petty.

I don't care for big unbalanced power dynamic ships or saviour/damnation type deals like R+ylo. Jyn/Krennic is such a huge NOPE. Reid/Cobden (this is mainly spite ok), Reid/Mimi. Crozier/Silna (lol book version what book version?). Ed/Calico Jack (it's my inner, petty Stede. Also I can't look at Will Arnett, I'm allergic).

It's canon, but Jerott/Marthe can still be a notp. The less I have to think about Anakin/Padmé the better, frankly.

13. Fluff or smut or both?

Oh smut, definitely. But smut that veers unpredictably from fluff to feels to fucked up and back to feels, ideally.

14. Answered elsewhere - I love angst!

15. How do you come up with fic ideas?

I'm pursued by a scene or character or concept until it gets written down, I guess. Sometimes spitballing ideas with people helps, or just gazing lovingly at the same gifsets time and again.

16. Are you a planner or do you just write by the seat of your pants?

Pantsing. Sometimes when I'm already in too deep I'll sullenly plot out a few bullet points, but by and large I just try to dissociate until words happen.

17. Do you title you chapters?

Oh hell no, titling the fic is hard enough

18. Overused words or phrases that just make your eyes twitch?

I probably don't read enough fic to have a list of these. I try not to be a Britpicker, but I like to read fic that's been properly researched, where the setting and language has been considered so obvious oversights around the setting can be off-putting.

19. What's something that you struggle with as a writer?

Oh, the big picture, passage of time type stuff connected with a solid plot and plan. I zoom right in on scenes and mannerisms and expend thousands of words on not very much happening, and then I read a fic that is so succinct and well conceived and covers several years in a character's life and leaves no wiggle room at all but is like. 3-5,000 words? And I just die a bit because how do you do that?? But I'm trying to be happy with what I write anyway - it's a different approach and it suits the way I'm able to find time for writing these days.

20. Any writing advice?

Leave your shame behind and just write what you want, how you want! Tag well and post it because you enjoyed creating it and maybe someone else will enjoy reading it! Also don't be afraid of restarting a draft from scratch, but don't delete anything you've written - keep those files. And probably just...go for a walk or a shower or whatever and have a think away from the draft for a bit, things will often be clearer with some distance.

[tylidae]

What's the lore with your fallout oc, Angel?

omg hi!! :-D

his infos a little all over the place because i've never 100% written it down, but i can try summing up the major stuff best i can for u.. lots of text under the cut-

ángel's from somewhere along the westish... i've not really figured out where. i'd like to imagine that for the most part he was just getting by. getting what he needed, doing what he needed, helping whoever needed help (when passing by) etc. dude was never a vault dweller or anything like that and pretty much grew up with his family in the wasteland. they maaaybe had a small farm/ranch. not to sell produce just like... live off of it ig. in some ways he was like a post-apocalyptic cowboy. and that’s how his life went for a while until.. i dunno. right before his 20s? maybe late teen years? i’ve not decided what happened with his family but i’d say they got separated and he found out bad stuff happened to them. it’s a little cliche ik. but he’s moved on from that at this point. sorta. maybe there’s a living lost relative out there that he don’t know about. I DON’T KNOW!!!!!!!!!! still have lots to think about with that. but anyways!!!!!!!!!!

at some point during his usual routine of hiking out towards... where ever he was going to get whatever he was going to get (have not put much thought into what he would've been grabbing u_u) things didn't go as smooth as they usually would. the difference being a big, green, nasty, incredibly irradiated deathclaw. it was probs a case of him noticing it way too late and not being able to get to somewhere it can't in time. bro prob saw his rifle too and was like "this is definitely not going to do shit" and tried booking it.

it's hard putting to words what i picture in my head like... the sequence of what happened-- but i imagine ángel running, cliche trip along a road (or maybe rock? whatever it would be it'd end up scraping one side of his jaw pretty bad.... or maybe instead tripping he got pushed by the thing... idk), and then being grabbed and sliced through his shoulder (and maybe somewhere else... i unno) by the dc.

pretty sure he gets knocked out, but it's a gray area with the dc leaving. i can't decide if it loses interest, is attacked by something else, or keels over and dies itself or sumn (ik they're not werewolves but i sure do love werewolf parallels! so it'd be like... passing on its yucky to him... although not reeeally.) and if todd's allowed to mess around with how things work then i can too! the wound it leaves ángel with heals... sort of... the caveat is that over some tiiiime (not short or too too long of a time span) it mutates his hand into a dc hand!

ángel picks up a new perspective on life (as you could imagine with a really fucked near death experience), like what he's doing, and if this thing going on with his arm is going to progress or 'stabilize.' maybe he tried going back to being his usual friendly "hey fellow traveller!" kind of self?? but after bad interactions (considering he has this crazy weird arm that he likely didn't cover up at first because it wasn't too serious) he starts keeping his arm in wraps and becomes a lot more withdrawn as a whole.

soon enough, probably after a breakdown of sorts, he figures fuck it! time to travel a whooooole lot. maybe to disconnect himself with what happened, or maybe find some sort of consolation (i guess in addition to further in his past. like him getting separated from family and them ending up passing?... i have no clue. regardless he got dealt the wrong hand at least twice. no pun intended.) perhaps he wants to find if there’s a way to reverse the whole hand situation. who knows! regardless-- he makes the trek eastward. just to go where ever and see whatever. do whatever as long as it’s fulfilling.

and ! well! he ends up in west virginia because.... fo76... and that’s where he’s at now! in summary he just likes to travel around and do stuff here and there without attracting too much attention to himself. ig in a way where its like... help out a few people if he wants to/has to and then move on. he’ll travel back west eventually. maybe. 

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i will say that i do like slap him in alternate timelines/instances bc he’s a big fallout oc all around that i LOVE REUSING!!!!!!!!! but this is his most major info. my apologies if it’s kind of rough!!! like i said i’ve never really written it out before ; _ ; !!!

i think i’ll come up with a google doc or sumn that has his info laid out and neat on it. or toyhouse... i’ve not used that in forever. i’ll make something for him eventually. thanks for asking by the way!! :-D he’s one of my favorite ocs.

i’ve got lots of wips of him that i plan on finishing and posting soon LMAO i’ve just not. gotten around to that because of college <//3 

[kindheartedgummybears]

FERAL ERIN BEST ERINNNNNN🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 and trust me, Erin is FERAL in this au😈🙏🐺

Oh no I didn't like that the silly line, I LOVED it😂😂

Ooooh you believe right cuz there is a lot of angst that comes from it😈😈😈 but it's also funny cuz the werewolves and vampires in this au can sense each other and when Jamie and Erin are around each other they get this really funny feeling they don't feel with other humans and they're just really oblivious 😂😂(in their defense theyre new to the werewolf/vampire life!) And just for extra angst: werewolves see vampires as perfect prey and actively hunt them of they smell/sense them(vampires top killers are werewolves and hunters😈) so that causes some... issues later on😅😅

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HOW DID YOU GET ACCESS TO MY GRAMMARLY NOTES!?!?!😨😨😨😨 nah jk(unless🤨🤨) but like... you kind of predicted the one shot I'm working on for this au😨😂 I've decided that I will make oneshots for each of the aus that are multichapter for practices/just to start out with since Ive never written before😭😭 obviously its a little different from what you said but you got the Erin going werewolf hunting and recognition/odd behavior on POINT. That is kind of scary😅😅

Also just a random fun fact(s) I wanna say: each werewolf au I have for them (4. the vampire/werewolf, the hunter/werewolf one, and the 2 that take place in the actual game canon.) has a different design for each! Like one of them it's more of a Wolfman werewolf, in another its like a mix of the quarry and skyrim werewolves, one of them is more American Werewolf In London-ny and another is just a "stereotypical" werewolf kind of. You know like giant furry mostly human body with a canine head kind of thing!

*signs dreamily* jerin angst😇😇🥰🥰

GUYS QUICKLY ASK ME ABOUT MY JERIN AUS SO I CAN GET OUT OF INTERACTION BLOCK AND GET MOTIVATION TO WRITE

EVEN THOUGH THE POLL IS LONG DONE: HERES A POLL WITH ALL OF MY JERIN AUS

also, I just feel the need to put this: I DON'T CARE HOW LATE YOU'RE SEEING THIS IF YOU SEE THIS POST AND WANNA ASK PLEASE DO! I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE INTERACT WITH MY OLD POST RAHHH🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

[sunlightandsuffering]

Do you have any snippets written of the reverse bite me au that you could share with us? If you dont thats fine!!

I find it so hot how erens dream girl isnt even any regular omega, she HAS to be omega MIKASA 🥵 love the dom/sub dynamic!! and its so cute how eren doesnt even want an alpha mate but will try JUST FOR MIKA UGH BEST BOY

Anon ily so much for this ask lol, this ask is the sole reason I opened the reverse bit me doc again 😂 and now I've been working on it a bit so thanks!!! It's angstier than I thought it was lol!! So here have them arguing about it lol!! the dom sub dynamics are gonna be strong as soon as Eren figures it out lmaoooo

His eyes are intent on hers, and normally she’d never argue, never make a peep but she can’t resist throwing it out there, “But what about an Omega?”  His eyebrows rise into his hairline, his reply quick, brusque “Not interested, not for me.”  Mikasa huffs in irritation, “You can’t just exclude an entire class of werewolves Eren, you don’t know, maybe you’d like an Omega.”  Eren scoffs, his eyes fiery as he replies, set in his view, “I can say quite confidently, I won’t.” Her anger builds, this pit of rage blooming in her chest, all spewing out at once, “Why not? Everyone wants an Omega, what makes you think you’re above it?”  He gets a little defensive, “Nothing, I just, I think I want an Alpha.”  “Well, that’s not good enough,” she snaps, “Omegas are coveted for a reason.”  Finally, Eren gets annoyed with her arguing, “Well do you want an Omega? What the fuck makes them so great Mika?”  Mikasa retorts right back, “I wouldn’t look down my nose at one!” 

That’s when Armin finally jumps in, breaking it up, “Just relax you two. Every werewolf class is good okay? Happy?” 

“Whatever,” Eren sneers, turning away and Armin shakes his head at them before standing up and dusting himself off.  “I’m gonna go see what’s going on with everyone night swimming, make sure no one’s drowned yet, but you two stop arguing okay? Please don’t kill each other in my absence.” 

Eren waves him off and Mikasa gives him a tight smile as her friend leaves, heading off towards the dark waters where she can hear some distant splashing and every so often Sasha’s shriek of laughter. 

She knows she should let it go but she really can’t, turning in her red camp chair to look at Eren, scooting a little closer in the sand so their arms are almost touching.  She gets one more parting shot, “You know Omegas have their merits Eren.”  “Like what?” He asks in disbelief, a wry smile on his face as she continues the argument, but she can’t help it, she craves the validation. 

She looks up, so close in the light of the fire, bathing his skin golden as it crackles in front of them.  She releases a breath as she considers herself, the merits of an Omega, the call on alpha instincts, everything she’d want if she was normal, everything Eren should want. Mikasa leans in closer, so they’re almost cuddled together, the only thing separating them the arms of their pathetic little camp chairs, bracing herself on his well-muscled shoulder.  Her lips find his ear as she whispers to him, her voice seductive, “Submissive, breedable, loyal, doesn’t that interest you Eren? Total devotion.”

His breath stutters as the whispers it like a secret, “They’re so needy, I’ve heard Omega heats can last weeks, their only desire to fuck their mate.”

He’s barely breathing, hanging onto her every word, breath stalled in his chest as her lips brush against his ear, she wants so badly just to give a little nibble, or the slightest kiss.  “As an alpha doesn’t that call to you, if your mate needed you so much, she’d cry with it, beg, on her knees just to have you.” 

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook/Jimin: Okay (4)

In which you meet Jimin and Jungkook by complete chance- running off before you could even notice the connection you have with not just one- but both of them.

Tags/Warnings: Wolf!Jungkook, Wolf!Jimin, Wolf!Reader, fluff, Angst, smut in future chapters, injustice against werewolves, mistreatment, judgment, past abuse, poly! Relationship, mentions of death, Idol!Jungkook, Idol!Jimin

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The email Park Jimin of all people just sent you baffles you a little- taking you by complete surprise as you read it's words. You're not even sure how he'd gained access to your email address- let alone why he'd send one in the first place, until you read what's written in it.

"I hope you're not too weirded out by me reaching out to you personally like this- I just felt that it was better to privately get in contact with you, in order to make sure the company doesn't interfere with my words for once. I can assure you this is not a scam, and I'm not writing this with bad intentions."

Which is exactly what someone with bad intentions would say, you practically hear Hana say inside your head.

You continue to read the mail nevertheless.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but there's an undeniable connection between not only me and you, but my mate Jungkook and you as well. It's becoming hard to just ignore for both of us- though I have to admit, that it's weighing on him a little heavier due to reasons you're probably aware of."

You are aware of the reasons he's talking about.

You know, for a fact, that alphas feel a lot deeper and stronger than humans, and wolves of other secondary genders. Their emotions are way stronger, often leading to impulsive behavior that's never meant to harm however. It's why modern day younger alphas have a bad reputation for acting out- though incidents like this wouldn't be so common if first of all, people would just stop giving them reasons to act out by intentionally riding them up, and second of all if the government would just let wolves provide proper education for wolves in schools so they can learn how to handle themselves better. Because most young alphas simply don't know how to control themselves in a world that's constantly trying to attack them and tear them apart.

But no- everything's always just your species' fault. As if you could just turn it off.

"He's been on edge for a bit now- but it's starting to become a problem. For everyone."

Is he blaming you? You're not sure what to think of the entire mail, or what he'd like you to do about this. While yes, you've felt a pull at the fansign, you thought none of it. It's pack behavior- you're an omega after all, naturally craving physical touch and overall closeness to other wolves you connect to.

He should know this best of all. He's a beta- and betas need the company of a pack, the more the better. They're social, they need to feel valid- and that's completely fine, but takes away his every right to blame any of this on you.

With furrowed brows, you continue to read the mail.

"So I'd like to ask you to come to the set tomorrow, and stay while we film to reassure him a little. I've talked to staff and your superior- he has agreed to let you come back to work, as long as you comply to the guidelines they'll give you tomorrow. I've read them, and have asked them to make a change to some of the more unreasonable one's as well- so don't worry, you'll be fine."

He writes in a professional manner, but you can sense some ulterior motive behind his words somehow. It's not like he doesnt seem genuine with it- but you can't really imagine him just doing this out of the kindness of his heart. Was jungkook really that bad, so bad he needed to ask you to be there to lift some of the pressure on his mate? It feels odd.

And what does he mean you'll be fine? You know you won't be at all. This all will just give your coworkers more to talk about, more to complain about as they will make up some random reason why you're suddenly treated specially again. You sigh to yourself. Maybe Hana was right- maybe they really didn't know what it's like for the normal one's that don't live their life's onstage, while being looked up to by millions.

You've been looked down upon your whole life, in fact.

"You're probably not sure of my intentions, and that's fine and understandable. I just need to know, if what we're experiencing is just because we've not encountered an omega in a long while,..."

He writes, and you swallow thickly and anxiously as your eyes read over the last words of his mail.

"...or if you're our mate."

[rafaelblackbird15]

Teen Wolf Fic Recs Part 4: Sterek

These are Sterek, Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale fanfictions.

I really love these. They are some of my favourite Sterek stories, and ALL of these are absolutely beautiful. Without a doubt. Send the authors some love, because that's what they've given me and us right here. :)

If there is a problem with any of the links, let me know and I will fix them.

For appropriate reading check the hashtags on the actual fics.

I hope you enjoy these as much as I did.

And check out my other Steter fic recs [Part 1] and [Part 2] and Sterek fic recs [Part 3]

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God Brings The Wounded by CallieB on Archive of Our Own

Words: 4938

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

“Jesus,” Stiles says, when he sees Derek for the first time, and feels his face do that thing where it tries to smile. Derek, or the weirdly fresh-faced teenage version of Derek that he is now, doesn’t flinch at Stiles’ exclamation.

He’s too busy flinching at everything else.

 

Requested by the lovely nohomohomie, who asked for something angsty post-nogitsune.

Has got to be one of my favourite canon teenage/de-aged Derek fics, with beautiful, angsty Sterek, of course.

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You're Not You by CallieB on Archive of Our Own

Words: 5266

Chapters: 1/1

Part 9 of the Sterek Bingo 2017 series

Summary:

Stiles lifts his head slowly, meeting Derek’s gaze. His eyes… they’re always clever, bright, perceptive, but today there’s something in them that Derek doesn’t recognise. He’s pale, but not defeated. He looks stronger than Derek expected. And unexpectedly, he feels it flash through him in a bolt of absolute, though surprised, certainty.

That's not Stiles.

 

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

This story is possibly one of the best EVER Void!Stiles stories I have ever read. The idea is complex and fascinating and unique. After I read this for the first time I was left stunned and I kept coming back to it in my mind as well as to read because I couldn't get over the idea. It's beautiful.

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Yeah, Pass The Salt, Stiles by CallieB on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3609

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Yeah, pass the salt, Stiles.

They're not particularly inspiring words. Not like the long stream of goo spilling over Scotty's arm. But somewhere, Stiles' soulmate is out there, waiting to say them to him.

If only he could stop thinking about the mysterious hot stranger he met in the woods...

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Author: CallieB

This author has 15 Teen Wolf works, most if not all are Sterek. Some of them in particular really hit somewhere special.

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Behind Locked Doors by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 11128

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Derek often showed up in his room—at least he used the fucking door now that he knew where the spare key was hidden—and he couldn’t escape people in general in the Jeep since they could see him through the window. His dad was home, and when he wasn’t, there was always the risk of other people showing up.

His bathroom, on the other hand? No, his bathroom was a small room with no window in the middle of the house with a lockable door and no judgement. He could sit in the bathroom for hours, and no one would question it. Was he watching porn on his phone and jerking off? Was he taking a massive dump? Did he have constipation? Was he stitching up the millionth injury of the month in private? Who knew? No one but Stiles!

The locked door at his back felt like a safety net for him sometimes. In the bathroom, he didn’t have to pretend. He didn’t have to smile and wave people’s words off, insist he was fine, laugh and act like everything was okay. In the bathroom, he was allowed to sit on the floor, his expression tight, and his body falling apart on him.

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Author: isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

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Should Have Looked on Craigslist by Akiruchan on Archive of Our Own

Words: 27217

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Derek is rash and self-sacrificing, everything that will one day get him killed. Stiles doesn't want that. He's become too accustomed to a life with Derek Hale in it. To live without, well, it just doesn't seem to be an option.

or...

The five times Stiles' expectations fall short, and the one time he's glad they do.

This is an incredible, slow burn, build of the winding relationship between Stiles and Derek and the world they now live in, side by side. It's wonderful and blessedly long.

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Bless You by Ankiruchan on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3070

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

It all started with a sneeze...

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Lend Me Your Eyes, Give Me Your Heart by Ankiruchan on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3057

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Stiles’ life sucks. He’s honest enough with himself to admit to at least that. More often than not he spends his free time running for his life, saving people from creatures who want to rip his face off, and all around having a distinct lack of self-preservation. It sort of comes with the territory. Not something he can avoid when his circle of friends happen to be werewolves.

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Nobody's Fault But Mine by Akiruchan on Archive of Our Own

Words: 26552

Chapters: 4/?

Summary:

Stiles has always been good at ignoring his problems. Preferring to wait them out until they are nothing but a distant memory. But when a midnight stroll leads to a nasty scratch to Stiles side, courtesy of Derek, Stiles finds that some things just can't be ignored, not that he doesn't try. Better hearing and improved eyesight, that is something he can ignore for now. The sudden urge to touch and smell Derek all the time? Not so much.

This is werewolf!Stiles, and it's one the of the laid back, kind, intense versions that I enjoy very much. Unfortunately, I think it's been discontinued, but I believe even so, these 4 chapters are worth the little heartbreak that comes with the knowledge it may not be finished.

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Author: Akiruchan

This author is responsible for some of the best slow build Sterek stories I've read.

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Lock All The Doors Behind You by entanglednow on Archive of Our Own

Words: 25960

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

He has no idea what you're supposed to say when you find one of your...werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they're about to see what your insides taste like. There's no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.

I've come back to this so many times. The relationship is so vulnerable, down to earth and open and kind, extremely kind, which is something Derek really lacks in his life, someone to be kind to him. There's a feeling, somehow, that this is quite natural for them.

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In Case Of Emergency by entanglednow on Archive of Our Own

Words: 1826

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Derek falls through Stiles's bedroom window at ten past midnight.

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By Any Other Name by entanglednow on Archive of Our Own

Words: 33090

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

He doesn't know his name, he doesn't know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he's on the run with. But he's pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

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I Could Find My Way Back by entanglednow on Archive of Our Own

Words: 6250

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

What's the worst that could happen?

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Author: entanglednow

This author is responsible for so many amazing fics out there. They have 55 Teen Wolf fics, all with really interesting ideas and takes on the characters and supernatural world.

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You want forgiveness (I'll give that to you) by dearericbittle (dutchmoxie) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 2806

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Derek is running from the Alpha, suffering from wolfsbane poisoning and he’s clearly losing it. Why else would he be seeing his mother - and everyone else he might as well have killed himself. But Stiles can’t just let him get what he deserves. Stiles never leaves him behind, even when he should.

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(Fuck you they said) As they threw their threads from their wedding bed by dearericbittle (dutchmoxie) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 96199

Chapters: 9/9

Summary:

First Son Stiles Stilinski just accidentally caused an international incident. And apparently the only way to save human-werewolf relations is to marry him off to Prince Derek of Triskele. Stiles is going to need all of his acting skills to make the marriage look real, because the Prince is kind of a fucking asshole.

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Author: dearericbittle (dutchmoxie)

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fake empire by Poe on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3685

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Stiles hadn’t meant for any of this to happen. He was going to tell Derek. The whole truth of it. He was halfway through when the phone rang. A half-finished sentence, left hanging in the air as his life crumbled around him.

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(or: Stiles gets so, so lost. But he finds himself again.)

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you all over me by Poe on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3705

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

The thing about Stiles is, Derek thinks, is that he has no idea how enthralling he truly is. He’s easy to overlook, right up until the point he isn’t, and at some stage, Derek started looking, and now, it’s all he can do.

(or: the one where the pack is happy, healthy and alive, and Stiles and Derek are sort of inevitable)

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Author: Poe

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For If Dreams Die by veritas_st on Archive of Our Own

Words: 24169

Chapters: 8/8

Summary:

“I had a dream about a boy last night,” Mischief says through a mouthful of pancakes. His dad points the spatula at him and he swallows before he says anything else. “His name was Derek. He called me Stiles. I want to be called that from now on.”

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Author: veritas_st

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About Today by rufflefeather on Archive of Our Own

Words: 8901

Chapters: 1/1

Part 1 of the inside these arms series

Summary:

Stiles is having the worst day of his life and it keeps happening.

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Until Tomorrow by rufflefeather on Archive of Our Own

Words: 9016

Chapters: 1/1

Part 2 of the inside these arms series

Summary:

Derek's worst nightmares didn't prepare him for this.

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Let it be me by rufflefeather on Archive of Our Own

Words: 1495

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

After everything that happened, Stiles goes to see Derek.

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Even the stars they burn by rufflefeather on Archive of Our Own

Words: 5770

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Derek finds out quite by accident what makes Stiles shut up. If he reveals along the way that he didn't always carry this darkness around, then that's entirely Stiles' fault.

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Solstice. by rufflefeather on Archive of Our Own

Words: 4119

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

It's the first total lunar eclipse during winter solstice in three hundred and fifty years and Derek has no idea what's going to happen.

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Author: rufflefeather

This author has some intense, sometimes heartbreakingly endearing, and wonderful Teen Wolf fics.

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Hear The Wheels As They Roll by crossroadswrite on Archive of Our Own

Words: 44919

Chapters: 2/2

Summary:

“You can’t be here. This is private property,” someone calls out and for some reason that voice sounds painfully familiar.

When it hits him why, Stiles almost chokes with the realization, “Derek Hale,” he says, unbelievably happy because he remembers Derek when they were young.

Derek looks grumpier, sadder, angrier. Stiles can’t really fault him for that. He also looks surprised that Stiles knows who he is. He squint/glares suspiciously at him, his nostrils flare for a second before he widens his eyes almost dramatically.

“Stiles,” he says quietly, like he can’t really believe it.

Stiles beams, “Yeah, you remember me!”

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Author: crossroadswrite

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[herstarburststories]

You Have A Home

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Summary: After a call from Y/N, Sam comes back town to help -- and brings Dean with him.

Requests: N°1 heyhey, could you do a Sam x reader where they went to college togehter and later meet again and they realise their feelings for eachother...xx + N°2: can you do a college sam headcanon with medicine student reader

A/N: This was fun! The monster here is mentioned in season 6, when the boys ask Bobby for advice on how to kill it. This is my first Samgirl long imagine, with Dean being the flirty he is. I wrote this almost one year ago, so it's more crude and I'm nervous to be posting it! And my piece for @cajunquandary 's 600 challenge, my prompt was monster of the week. Dividers by @talesmaniac89!

Dean's eyes remained on the road when the bitter statement left his body, tangled with a wry chuckle, “I can't believe you are still in touch with those people.”

“Those people?” Sam arched elbows, slightly skeptical by his brother's tone, “They were my friends, Dean.”

“Sammy, all our friends? Dead. They all die. Or worse.” He glanced at him for a moment, pursing his lips together. It might not be an easy assignment, but was part of the job. Sammy had tried to run away plenty times and always came back, when would he understand? “We don't get to have friends. You should've learned that.”

“They are not our friends, they are my friends. Also, they don't know about the hunting life, they aren't in harm.” Sammy hissed once the other locked his green eyes on the road again. Dean sighed, moving one hand away and up from the steering wheel in a rendition gesture.

“Whatever you say, man. I'm just warning you, this doesn't usually end up good for them.”

Sam scoffed, Dean could get on his nerves sometimes, “We saved many people that got to have a good life.”

“Yeah, but those people didn't know us before that. I told you when you left Stanford--”

“I didn't keep contact, okay!? I just... I just still have a phone that they have the number of. No social media, no calls on birthdays.” Nervously gesticulating, he added, “I know how to keep them safe, Dean.”

“So, old friend?” The eldest Winchester asked after the few minutes of silence that followed Sam's outburst, “Female old friend?”

“Yes. (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” Dean smirked, and Sam to rolled his eyes at his behavior, “Keep it in your pants.”

He'd let out a malicious laughter before turning on the radio, the first guitar sounds of AC/DC playing in the background.

“I think you'll be the one not keeping it, Sammy.”

“Hello?” The woman in nothing but a towel who had opened the door greeted them with a question, her brown eyes glaring at the two men with clear confusion.

Dean had no shame to check her out, innerly celebrating that she was still wet from her shower. Perhaps visiting Sam's friends wasn't that big mistake. “Hey, you.”

She grimaced at Dean for two seconds before turning her attention to Sam again, sudden recognition written on her face.

“Sam? Sam Winchester?” He nodded, smiling that light-hearted boyish grin at her. Not caring about her dressings, she just threw herself at Sammy, hugging him tightly. “I missed you!” She pulled away only to hit his shoulder. Her short stature didn't match Sam's, but he'd still make a grimace at her attempt of slap. “Why didn't you call? God, your hair grew a lot. Listen, I have some scissors.”

“Tried that, didn't work.” Dean interrupted their reencounter, trying to get in the conversation. An usual lopsided grin on his face, “Dean Winchester, Sam's brother.”

“Layla, Sam's friend.” She gave him a friendly smile in return, opening space for them to pass through the door before closing it, “Come in, I need to change in clothes.”

“I wouldn't even dream of that. Seriously.”

Layla would just wiggle one of her brows at Dean's comments, not impressed by it, “Ele é sempre assim? (Is he always like this?)”

Thankfully, Sam still remembered a bit of his friend's native language. He just chuckled, managing to apologize for Dean's typical Dean behavior, “Unfortunately. Sinto muito. (I'm sorry)”

“(Y/N) is in the kitchen. I'll be right back.” Her accent was thicking stronger duo the comfortability around Sam. Excusing herself, the caramel skinned girl leaded upstairs.

“What did she say?” Dean asked, side glancing at the path Layla had just gone on, not even sure of which language she'd just spoken, much less what was said. Sammy didn't bother replying, satisfied to grin at his obvxion brother. “Dude, come on!”

“Sam!” A well-known voice filled the room as the image of (Y/N) appeared in front of them, dressing your loyal cook's avental. You didn't think twice before jumping on Sam. “I missed you, giant!”

He, like always, caught you with a light-hearted laughter, “I missed you too, cupcake.” You two spent a few moments like this, enjoying each other's warm and long lost touch, until Dean cleared his throat. You finally went back to the ground, embarrassed by having a stranger to see that level of intimacy between you and Sam, “This is Dean, my--”

“Handsome brother. Hello, cupcake.” Dean was so going to tease Sam for the rest of his life for it.

“You really live up for Sam's description.” You giggled, heading towards the kitchen “Come in, I'm baking.”

“So, you and Layla still live together?”

“Most of the time, yes. You know how she is, comes and goes. Never wanted to stay in a place for too long and got a job that supported that.” The boys followed you, Dean examining the kitchen and trying to discover what you were cooking through the smell, while Sam couldn't take his eyes on you, “Apparently, just like you.”

Even though your back was facing them as you checked the food, the bite didn't pass unnoticed, “I had to leave, (Y/N)”

“I understand that, Sam. But you never called or texted. It was like I--” You quickly corrected yourself, “We never existed for you.”

“It's not like that.” Sam sighed, how could he justify? He knew you wouldn't buy a simple excuse. You were smart, and knew him too well to swallow a 'I went on a trip with my brother and just decided that college wasn't my deal' and leave it for that.

“I'm here!” Layla declared, arriving into the room with an excited smile, it was good to have the gang back together. Although, the tangible tension almost made her go back to the shower, “Am I interrupting something?”

“A sitcom DR.” Dean answered with sarcasm, spreading his figure on the chair when you turned around with an apple pie in your hands “What about we talk about the ca-- Is this pie?”

“We heard a scream followed by a loud roar and (Y/N) stayed near the camping part because there was still a signal and I went looking for who it was. When I got there, the thing ran away. Jorge's body... No human did that. His chest was cracked open irregularly, as if it was done by an animal and his heart looked weird. Like it was squeezed and drawn on up somehow?”

“We got a Samia.” Dean stated, relaxing on his spot. Some sault, rosemary and fire would do the job just fine, “Let me guess, it left a clawn near the body or inside it?”

Layla nodded, “Right in the chest or what lasted of it.”

“Are you okay? Finding the body in that state.” A comprehensive manner englobed Sam's question, whom noticed the normality with his friend described finding a shattered body.

“Just some guts.” She shrugged, a grimace was all the reaction they'd get. Crying wouldn't help, neither being terrorized as they expected her too. “I've seen Grey's Anatomy enough not to care about it.”

“Well, I'm literally a medicine student and I am still not okay with that. Especially after you made me go and check the body.” You argued, glaring at your best friend who'd only roll her eyes in response.

“I needed a professional to say if he was dead or not!”

“You need a therapist.”

Dean got up, looking straight at Layla. Time to play the hero in shining armor, “Don't worry with that, we will take care of it.”

Frowning, you were the one to respond, “Do you work for the police now or?”

“Are implying that we investigate it by ourselves?” Your best friend added.

Dean couldn't believe his brother. How the fuck did he let them get inside without saying they didn't know about the hunting business? It was a luck shot that they didn't think much when he said Samia.

“Nope. Not you two. We will do it.” The blonde one said, pointing at them with a smirk.

“I agree, we will do it.” Layla replied, matching his taunt smile.

“Sam, I'm not letting you and your brother do it by yourself. Jorge was my professor, I knew him. Besides, we found the body.” You got on your feet and crossed your arms, waiting for a response. Sam always had a sort of hero complex, ready to help no matter what, but there was no way you'd be letting him go into danger with his brother. Getting in your dormitory to kill a cockroach back then or facing an idiot during a bar fight to protect one of your friends was something, but this? They were talking about looking for an assassin. What if something happened to him? You were the one who called. All on you. The thought of Sam getting hurt for any reason was unbearable, but because of you? You weren't willing to do that.

“You would be in danger, (Y/N). You both.” He tried to explain, internally hoping you'd accept his reasoning and let it go. Sam didn't want you to become one of the friends who knew about this life, you deserve more. He already lost one woman he loved in this city, he couldn't lose another.

You huffed in frustration, “Just like you will!” 

“It's different.” As he was terrified of, you insisted. Arms crossed still and eyes locked with his, determined to get something from him. Sam was smart enough to know that you would keep it going. Perhaps he could give you a short explanation, “Me and my brother, we are used to this. We hunt things like that.”

Layla tilted her head to the side. The way Sam talked remembered her of animal hunting, although she highly doubted that was the case, “Little more explanation?'”

“Monsters are real. Vampires, werewolves, spirits. The list goes on. Call us crazy. Roll the credits.” Sarcasm saltered every word of Dean's as he gestured up and down with a cocky smile. Everyone glared at him, a special furious look from his brother, “What? I thought they knew what we did and that's why she called.”

“Sam?” Your voice was fragile when you said his name, a demonstration that you would believe him through the fear of the truth, but that he had to say it.

Sam laid his hazel eyes on you. God, how he wished he didn't have to confirm anything, to break your vision of world so abruptly, “Dean is right. Supernatural things are real. I know it sounds--”

“Unbelievable? Problematic? Scary?”

“Yeah, all of them.” Sam offered you a humorless smile, then holding your hand the way he used to when you were nervous about an exam, “But I wouldn't lie to you, cupcake.”

The silence was broken by Layla opening a bottle of Whiskey, pouring them for the three people in the room besides herself. You rolled your eyes at your best friend, while Sam wore a tiny smile and Dean was astonished.

Noticing the eyes glued, the latina just shrugged “What? If you are gonna tell me that Dracula is real and you are a sort of Buffy's apprentice, then we will need some alcohol.”

“Why did you call?” Sammy asked, his brows knotted together, mouth slight open as he waited for your response. “You didn't know what I did. And he wasn't my professor at Stanford. Then why did you call, (Y/N)?”

You could make up a hundred excuses. Lie and say he was the one friend besides Layla that you had somehow a way to get to. Appeal to the excuse of 'I felt something weird about the death and you said I should call if I ever had a problem of any kind'. But for as much as you felt horrible for using a death as a pretext for calling him, that was partially the truth. You already had put yourself into a mess of monsters and a drained heart, it couldn't be scarier than being honest to Sam and to yourself.

At least, you hoped so. But your heart was rushing like when you saw Jorge's body. Jesus, when did love become so morbid?

You took a deep breath, oxygen barely achieving your lungs, and then started to talk.

“I wanted to call you the minute that you left, Sam. I almost did a million times.” You answered, looking down at the bottle of a sort of plant that he was putting in a dark green bag. “I thought about what you could be doing, what was so important that you couldn't send me a message. But you just didn't want to call, I guess.”

“I wanted to call, of course I did.” You scoffed at his statement, looking up to match his eyes, “(Y/N), I'm serious.”

“You didn't even come to Jess' funeral, Sam. Layla said that maybe you needed to leave to clear your mind, that was too much to deal with. But I was so worried, and sad and confused and I wanted to talk to you because you would understand, you always did. About anything. And I wanted to give you some sort of comfort, but--” You lifted your hands and shrugged your shoulder, a broken chuckle leaving your body. “But you weren't here.”

“You stopped leaving messages after two weeks. Calling was gone when it made a moth.” You sniffed. Sam's lips curved into a pure, cautelous grin. God, he was always so sweet. “The emails took two months.”

“You were never good with dates. I gave you a calendar in your freshman week.” Your teeth met your lower lip. He didn't answer, only nodding at your affirmation, omitting the fact that he still had the calendar between latin books and pieces of newspapers, “Yet, you remember all of it.”

Sam leaned forward, holding your hand with all the delicacy you would expect from a sculptor. It had been too long since he hugged you, and his touch made all your skin tickle with warmth. “I missed you too, (Y/N). I thought about you all those years.”

“So, Cupcake?”

"Let's focus on the case, Dean."

“Then you can go back and eat your cupcake?” He remarked with a grin. His brother just huffed, pointing the flashlight through the trees, “So, Layla…”

Sam rolled his eyes, like he usually did when Dean started being too Dean for his liking, “Dean. The case.”

Before he could make another teaseful comment, a roar invaded their audition. The hunters gave each other a quick glance before heading towards the direction of the noise.

Shaking the salt and rosemary mixture in his hands, Dean smirked, “That's it. Time to shine, cupcake.”

“I have to admit. Being patched up by a doctor is better than by Dean.”

A surprised, half relieved laughter came out your body as you finished another stitch on Sam's arm. That boy was unbelievable; openly talking and making jokes about his brother, who was also being patched up by your best friend in company of a bottle of whiskey, while he spoke about Layla's name being a rock song. You were working on a large wound on his shoulder-- which you were sure that was full of dirt from the forest.

Medicine student, but I'll take that complement.” You winked at him, gaining a soft grin from Sammy, “I was expecting more blo-- Why are you smiling? I'm touching a recent wound. It doesn't look dangerous, but I'm sure it is supposed to hurt. A lot.”

Sam's answer came out easily, the bare, vulnerable truth: “I'm happy you are here.”

You looked at him, his hair longer than before, but the soft simper remained on his face. You bit your lip to hold a giggle; her heart dared to hope. What he expected when he said things like this? A quiet contentment spread through his expression while he watched your reaction.

“You should have come home sooner.” 

His mouth formed a line, “I don't have a home, (Y/N). It's just Dean, me and the road now.”

“No, Sam.” Shaking your head lightly, you intertwined your fingers with his. His life was dangerous, you couldn't afford the luxury of waiting even more to share what you had finally admitted to yourself in the moment he walked through the door. It didn't seem like the easiest, simpler situation. But the only hard thing you couldn’t go through was to be away from Sam Winchester. He lingered on you for years, you were done letting him run away. It was time to hold his hand and walk together. “You should've come home sooner. To me.”

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