#platonic steo

[mikhardwheat]

Theo: you want to hit this so badly Stiles: who let you in the house?? Theo: come on, just admit it Theo: do you like it when I bend o-

Mason: this doesn't bother you? Liam, who zoned out 10 minutes ago: what Mason: him flirting with Stiles? Liam: why would it bother me Scott: you two are dating

Liam looks over where Theo is actively fluttering his lashes on Stiles, who is expressing all variations of pure disgust at the same time.

Liam, turning away: are we? Mason, with a nod: you are Liam, shaking his head: I have a better taste Mason: you really don't

Liam looks over again. Theo's grin is so annoying. It's now imprinted on his eyelids.

Liam: I really don't

[equallyloyalandlethal]

Standing In My Ashes, update!

Chapter 2 is posted!

Total word count is ~18k

Be warned, this work deals with sex slavery, mental conditioning, mind manipulation, and generally screwing Theo over in the trauma department. It is however more on the HEALING from said mind fuckery than the inducing of it.

SHIPS:

Platonic Steo is a crux of this part of the fic, so if you don’t like the two snarky assholes being friends, then move along.

Eventual Thiam, once Theo is Theo again. If no like, then the first part should be fine to read, minus the occasional mention of Liam in reference to Theo.

Sterydia is a big part of this too, so move along if you don’t like OT3s or polycules.

With all that out of the way, please give a round of applause to @smile667 for being the voice of making everything worse for Theo. They’re one of my biggest helpers in continuing to work on this fic.

Here’s hoping you all like the newest addition!

Tag list!

@transdunbar @theoceanismyinkwell

[transgenderism-horror]

For me steo philosophically and spiritually match each other's freak but unfortunately that's also why they will never get along

[haletostilinski]

This is meant for on the show, not in the fandom, as that will be a different poll. And whether the dynamic is meant as platonic or romantic to you, it does not matter. But think about how they were on the show and if you felt they got enough screen time, attention by the writers, in storylines, etc. So if a ship was canon or intended to be canon at any point, I did not include them. Or if they had a prominent friendship on the show as well. This is for dynamics, platonic or not, that just did not get the attention you feel they deserved.

[adrianfridge]

Time for my yearly count of Stiles-ship fics on AO3 (As of Mar 18, 2024)

Some limitations to consider:

"OTP TRUE" refers to a search filter on AO3 that only counts fics tagged with that singular ship, meaning it excludes fics tagged with any additional platonic, polyam, and secondary/background ships (I was excited to try the extension "AO3 Primary Ship Search" on Firefox ["AO3 First Tag Search" on Chrome], but while it's far more lenient than "otp: true", it doesn't actually provide the NUMBER of filtered fics so I can't use it for stats T-T)

This is by no means an exhaustive list of all possible Stiles pairings

I’m only counting fics tagged using AO3’s canonical relationship tags

The numbers do include restricted fics, so you would see a smaller number if you’re logged out

Here is where I cry about the lack of tables on Tumblr as I try to give you some raw numbers...

Stats without any filtering

ship / total # fics (change since 2023)

sterek = derek / 73,396 (+2,783)

steter = peter / 11,665 (+955)

stydia = lydia / 4,911 (+87)

sciles = scott / 3,898 (+136)

stackson = jackson / 1,953 (+123)

stalia = malia / 1,467 (+42)

steo = theo / 1,422 (+83)

stisaac = isaac / 1,360 (+45)

stargent = chris / 921 (+31)

stanny = danny / 866 (+20)

stoyd = boyd / 645 (+16)

stallison = allison / 459 (+15)

starrish = parrish / 418 (+19)

sterica = erica / 347 (-4)

steucalion = deucalion / 317 (+14)

stora = cora / 283 (+4)

stiam = liam / 196 (+14)

stira = kira / 85 (+4)

Stats with OTP TRUE filter

ship / net # fics (% out of total)

sterek = derek / 50,040 (68%)

steter = peter / 7,665 (66%)

stydia = lydia / 2,157 (44%)

sciles = scott / 1,809 (46%)

stackson = jackson / 1,012 (52%)

stalia = malia / 313 (21%)

steo = theo / 751 (53%)

stisaac = isaac / 592 (44%)

stargent = chris / 318 (35%)

stanny = danny / 388 (45%)

stoyd = boyd / 383 (59%)

stallison = allison / 201 (44%)

starrish = parrish / 183 (44%)

sterica = erica / 85 (24%)

steucalion = deucalion / 170 (54%)

stora = cora / 89 (31%)

stiam = liam / 39 (20%)

stira = kira / 22 (26%)

Interpretations based on the data:

Compared to the stats I collected in 2023, the order of ships has not changed Stoyd and Stargent are no longer showing significant growth for their tier Steo continues to see a growth that's not typical for its tier and is on track to surpass Stalia Stydia's seeing smaller growth than its tier though it has a safe place in the top 5 While most ships saw at least a slight boost in numbers overall, Sterica lost 4 fics, something I also saw happen in 2021. I have no idea what it is about this ship in particular that causes it to suffer in a way that other ships don't Now that I'm also tracking "otp: true," I can say that, on average, half the fics posted use a singular ship tag. Sterek and Steter are above average for OTP tagging, with Stoyd also being significantly high. Stargent and Stora are below 40%. And then there's Stira, Sterica, Stalia, and Stiam that are all below 30%, with Stiam hitting the lowest at 20%

[usermischief]

okay but what if liam had like, a puppy love crush on stiles, nothing serious, it just heightened his protectiveness towards stiles, and his affection towards stiles. (they cuddle sometimes, platonically). so he was as suspicious of theo as stiles was, because if stiles didn't feel safe, liam didn't trust whatever or whoever was making stiles feel that way.

so when theo starts worming himself into scott's pack and into stiles' heart (by saving him and by saving liam who stiles loves dearly) liam gets jealous. and possessive. and even more protective. because maybe he's not in love with stiles romantically, but he feels a sort of bond with him and he feels threatened by theo.

so when theo starts getting stiles to go on dates with him, liam sabotages each and every date before theo and stiles can even share their first kiss and theo knows what's going on but stiles is oblivious because he loves liam so much and would do anything for that kid.

This is super cute. I'm all about Liam and Stiles developing a sibling relationship, It's perfect for them. They're all protective of each other - and then throw some Steo in the mix? Utter perfection.

[realityescapee01]

AO3 Wrap Up 2022

Word Count: 190,011

Hits:  74,604

Bookmarks: 890

Most Kudos: “Free” with 592 kudos

Eddie Munson & Will Byers (Platonic) | Steddie side | Will meets Eddie

Will was stunned. Starstruck to say the least. Meeting Eddie, he now understood why Dustin cannot shut up about him.

Eddie saved him. Eddie showed him it’s okay.

“It’s okay. Don’t be afraid, little one. I got you now.” Eddie said as dramatic as he always does.

Welcoming Will into his Hellfire club and ushering the young one into a new world.

Making Will embrace who he is. The one he was hiding all these years.

Most Hits: "Freaky Boyfriends” with 9,539 (A Steddie smut fic)

Steddie smut. Some tame, some unusually crazy…

… like Steve handcuffed on Eddie’s bed while Eddie pounds in and out of him…

… in Eddie’s trailer…

…in the Upside Down.

Longest: “Boyfriend Theo - Free Trial” with 10,177

Theo doesn't take rejection well. So he thought to just show Stiles.

Show Stiles how he is as a boyfriend. And hopefully, Stiles changes his mind.

He started acting like Stiles' boyfriend.

Stiles gets a trial of having Theo as a boyfriend

Shortest: "Theo and the spider” with 94

this is my interpretation of Theo and the spider scene in his truck

Most Comments: “7 minutes” with 15 (this is a Tao x Harry Heartstopper fic)

The group played a party game. Spin the bottle. But a little different.

You spin the bottle and who ever it stops on, you spend 7 minutes with them in closet. No rules, just the: spend 7 minutes with them in there.

You could talk or do whatever you want in those 7 minutes.

And Tao stared in horror as that bottle stopped on Harry.

“Oh, queen, save me.”

Fic that made me cry: (for the one that I wrote: “Free” because come on, imagine Will and Eddie meeting. Lost, confused, poor Will and Eddie guiding him to who he really is.)

(for the one I read, I couldn’t remember at the time of this writing)

Fic that made me smile: Every Steo fic I read. I am a big Steo shipper.

Gifts: Now it's My Problem by AMatchInWater (thank you so much)

Collaborations: No official collab really, but @jimmy12427 and I talk a lot and then we sometimes make story ideas. :) 

Events: Steo forever! 

Coming in 2023:

Steo fics, a lot of steo fics left in my drafts. 

thank you @amatchinwater and @msmischief101 for tagging/mentioning. 

[wutheringmights]

Okay, let's talk craft. CTB stuff comes up in this, btw.

As you know, it's important to study how other books are written. You know this. I'm too tired to go into detail.

Anyway, while good prose gives me ways to improve my style, I find that reading bad prose is a surprisingly fast way for me to find faults in my own writing. Every time I read a sentence I hate, I can easily cringe and ask myself if I have ever done the same things. You'll be amazed how frequently that answer is a resounding yes.

As mentioned somewhere in the word vomit above, one of my biggest issues with Daughter of the Moon Goddess's prose is the way it TELLS instead of SHOWS. Tann disguises the telling under a lot of pretty imagery, but that doesn't change the fact that you are still telling the audience what is happening.

This inevitably forced me to start thinking about the way that I write CTB.

While CTB is not written from the first person perspective, it's still from Warriors's point of view. A lot of the story sits the readers so deep into Warriors's head that you can see what his thought process is steo by agonizing step. I write paragraphs on paragraphs about what this guy is feeling. A part of me has always known that I was choosing to TELL instead of SHOW, but I had reasoned that as long as I kept the imagery pretty, readers wouldn't notice.

And see? Now you understand my quagmire.

So is my writing as bad as DOTGM? I certainly hope not, but if someone told me it was, I could see why. DOTMG is written from the first person perspective, which goes a long way to justify why the prose chooses to TELL-- the main character is telling us the story. She can say how she feels. However, DOTMG also has the main character tell us that a character is angry or jealousy. Nuanced character writing would allow space for the Xingyin's perspective of other characters to be wrong. But the prose never shows us she is. The characters are too flat to enable that.

At the very least, I try to make Warriors wrong about other people. While he may realize what a character is feeling, I attempt to convey information about them indirectly. This is where his unreliable perspective can come in handy. He's not always right. At least I try to show that.

I also try to convey that Warriors is not always right about himself. He can declare all he wants what his his feelings and intentions are, but there are times when he gets it wrong-- whether on purpose or intentionally. Everything with his relationship with Spirit falls under this category (there's a comment someone left on this past chapter about how they were confused about whether Warriors considers Spirit his brother or if he has a less-than-platonic crush, and I still need to reply to them to let them know that even Warriors doesn't know the answer to that).

I do think moving forward that it might be better to cut back on the TELLING when it comes to Warriors. I'm worried that if I do so now of all times readers might immediately assume that he's hiding something through his vagueness. But I'm more concerned about breaking this writing habit sooner rather than later. Again, I don't think I have done anything too egregious, but it's still an area that I could improve in.

So, yup. That's what I learned from this book. If you're looking to improve your writing, I suggest you also take the time to study the craft in books you love and hate. It's an essential skill.

If a book has a pretty cover, it's not allowed to be bad. Yet, that's exactly what I got from "Daughter of the Moon Goddess" by Sue Lynn Tan. It's a 1/5 for me, folks.

This was a really infuriating book to read because I didn't need it to be good. I just wanted it to be fun, and yet no element of it worked for me.

The plot was episodic at best and unfocused at worst. Plot points that could have been books within their own right were introduced and solved within the span of a couple of chapters. Think everything from adapting to court life to going on magical quests to seek out legendary dragons.

Not only that, but many plot points were solved by the biggest contrivances in the world. For example, our main character was able to spike another's drink with the petals of a flower she found in their garden WHILE on the way to trick them. This was premeditated. She did not know the flowers were there, but there would have been no way her plan could have happened without them.

Don't even get me started on how the villain's entire scheme only worked out for them by pure chance. They were about to give up when it turns out by sheer coincidence that the main character was going to get her hands on the magical plot device they had been seeking for hundreds of years.

Speaking of which, the characters were flat beyond belief. I don't mind characters being simplistic or even archetypes, but they have to at least be entertaining. None of them were. The love rivals were infuriating in how similar they were. Our main character could not stop narrating about how much she hates lying and how she was deceiving everyone, while at the same time never once thinking anything through.

How bad is she at thinking things through? Imagine it's 2010 and President Barack Obama killed your mom. You have sworn revenge. Then you meet Sasha Obama at Martha's Vineyard, and she invites you to her home: the White House. So you go to the White House, only to remember that's where Obama lives when you see him sitting in the Oval Office.

Not only is our main character dumb enough to do that, but she did do that. All of that actually happened in the story, sans two-term president Barack Obama.

The rest of the characters? Not worth mentioning. They were nothing.

The genre of the story was also very confused. There were times that the world seemed to operate on fairy tale logic and others were it was trying to be realistic. For example, the main character was immediately good at archery because her dad is a legendary archer. Alright, sure. I can get behind that. But then the villain's plot involved tricking the enemy kingdom into violating a treaty of nonaggression so that they could justifiably wage a war against them without their allies lending aid. Huh? That's their scheme? To avoid an international incident?

I'm not even getting into how the rushed plot points pushes the characters from a fairy tale to a court drama to a war story to an adventure quest without succeeding at any of them.

I guess I could call this novel a romance, but none of the romances work either because the author merely assumes you want these characters to end up together and, therefore, does not even attempt to show the characters falling in love. In general, so much character development is hidden behind strange time jumps of anywhere from a few weeks to whole years passing.

Most of all, the way this story was written drove me nuts. Yes, there is some pretty, flowery language that more or less passes as feeling old and magical. But no amount of metaphors can cover up that the story just TELLS the readers what every character is feeling. At no point does the prose SHOW.

(I have some extended thoughts about how this novel's prose made me contemplate my own craft, but it's late and I want to go to bed soon. I'll come back tomorrow with some musings, so look forward to that).

So, yeah. This is a no from me. I really tried to like it, but I mainly felt like I was wasting my time. I'll probably dump this book the next time I de-clutter my bookshelf. I'm just glad that I didn't buy the sequel when I saw it on sale.

[sunel0]

Steo AU for SteoDay2.0 @steoevents

Stiles had always been fascinated by stars.

Most of the people he worked with were. That's often how people ended up in astrophysics, after all.

That's why he was in the middle of the desert with his telescope, trying to track down a specific comet, when he saw something move in his little circle of the sky.

Something that wasn't supposed to be there. It looked like a falling star.

And at first, Stiles thought that it was weird, maybe a satellite accidentally going off orbit and that it will burn down in the atmosphere. But then he understood that it was actually really falling, and pretty much right on him, but before he had time to get into his car, whatever it was swished by him straight into the ground, creating a small compact crater, but luckily far enough from Stiles and his equipment for everything to stay intact.

Slowly, the thing stopped glowing, and Stiles dared to come closer.

It turned out to be a mostly naked guy. A very nice-looking, mostly naked guy with an extremely annoyed expression on his face.

When the guy caught sight of Stiles, he raised his eyebrows in a very clear "do you need something" expression.

Wow, this guy is sort of rude for someone who just narrowly avoided killing Stiles by falling out of the sky, and that even without talking.

Anyway, Stiles pressed his open palm to his chest, introducing himself.

The guy still looked skeptical as hell when he copied the gesture and said what Stiles assumed to be his name, but there's no way anyone in the world would have been able to repeat it. It sounded very much inhuman.

Stiles asked if Theo - the closest he could get to even trying to process the first part of what the guy said, the only part he could remember - is okay and the guy rolled his eyes but nodded.

Stiles sincerely hoped that no-one really saw or decided to investigate the occurrence, so he offered Theo some clothes he always had with him in case he needed to change (they sort of fit, but Theo has no choice and Stiles was ready to sacrifice a shirt for the purposes of art, and the way Theo looked in a bit too small shirt was positively art) and drove them back to the little cabin he rented for the weekend.

Theo didn't seem to mind the simple offering of pizza and soda (except there's hardly anything left for Stiles) and is generally chill with watching TV until something whooshed over their roof, and Theo suddenly became very much agitated. When Stiles asked, he looked like he wanted to try to say something, but in the end opted out of it, just pointing at the car outside more and more urgently as Stiles refused to go anywhere that late at night. Or that early in the morning.

However, a bunch of people looking sort of like Theo but also kind of much more dangerous breaking through the windows of their room actually did convince Stiles to get on the move.

And that's how he ends up being on the run with an extremely gorgeous guy from no less gorgeous people, and Stiles isn't even sure what's happening, and Theo doesn't seem to be that keen on explaining himself.

And that what Stiles got for choosing astrophysics over FBI.

[shadowedstilinski]

[ tag dump. ignore, it’s just for convenience. ]

[ordinaryevil-blog]

psa that this blog isn’t very shippy & i don’t have any ships for theo !

[amatchinwater]

Pairing: Steo

Warnings: blood, violence, feral behavior,

Words: 4191

Prompt: Person A cups Person B's face to examine the evidence of a fight, anger barely restrained when A asks, "who did this to you?"

ao3 link

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You want to know something that really sucks? Your childhood best friend growing up to be your bully. The minute Theo Raeken- a born were-coyote and Alpha- moved to Beacon Hills the start of freshman year, Jackson couldn’t be bothered with Stiles anymore. Add that to the fact that not three months prior did the latter present as an Omega adding strain to the Alpha wolf, their fate was sealed.

Becoming the star athlete their sophomore year must’ve been a piece of cake for Jackson. Didn’t seem to prove much difficulty for Theo either. The former effortlessly was appointed captain of the lacrosse team while the coyote did the same with football. It’s something that Stiles knew would happen- Jackson’s success, he means- but he can’t help feeling sour about it now. They’d always talked about getting on the team together despite their presentations and if Stiles didn’t make it, the human would happily cheer his best friend on from the bleachers.

Obviously that didn’t happen. It sucked at first for sure. They’d been friends for years and then suddenly it was like Stiles didn’t matter to the wolf anymore. Basically his only friend wanted nothing to do with him if it wasn’t to sling an insult or shove him into a locker. Things got exceptionally worse when the Omega befriended the Alpha’s girlfriend, Lydia. Every morning when they get ready for school, the banshee calls him to make sure he won’t be late.

“You know, the only reason I call in the first place is because you take far too long to simply get out of bed.” Lydia chuckles dryly, knowing exactly what she’s doing, “I wasn’t prepared to talk to about-”

“Nope,” Stiles groans, “we’re not talking about him or Jackson. That is too much this early in the morning.” Honestly, he hasn’t even had his coffee yet, the Omega can’t handle that right now. “And I’ll have you know,” the Omega shoves his arms through his hoodie before putting the phone back to his ear, “I am not only out of bed, but I’m dressed and almost ready to leave thank you very much.”

It doesn’t even have anything to do with the fact that she’s probably- no, the banshee definitely is the prettiest girl in school. Stiles became friends with her because she’s a fucking genius and is one of the few Alphas that’s actually nice to him. Can’t really blame him for clinging to the first kind soul he’d encountered after losing his best friend. Yes, he has his younger brother Liam, but that’s not quite the same. As much as he loves the Beta.

Except that Jackson does blame him for being friends with Lydia. Thinks the chemosignals that he smells are anything but platonic admiration. Because while he used to love the wolf like another brother, Jackson can be a little dumb sometimes. Like not realizing that she’s not quite what Stiles is into.

No, you see, what Stiles is into is taller than Lydia, with more muscles, and brown bangs that constantly flop in front of blue eyes. Yeah. Jackson’s new best friend Theo. Yes, the Omega fully understands that that is probably the stupidest thing in the world. But what the heart wants and all that. He can’t help it. Whether it’s his Omega nature having the hots for a gorgeous, suitable Alpha or just his own feelings, he’s not so sure. Because when he sits and thinks about the coyote, he’s only a fraction better than Jackson when it comes to his treatment.

“Stiles,” Lydia draws his name out with lovable irritation. “All I’m saying is that you should talk to him, tell him how you feel,” the banshee sighs into the phone as Stiles tries to pull his shoes on one handed.

It doesn’t work, his phone slips out of his grip and the Omega loses his footing and falls flat on his face. “Lyds,” Stiles groans into the carpet, popping up like nothing happened. “I’m not going to talk to Theo. I’ll take care of my heat in the room in my basement like always and will continue to look for an Alpha some other way. It’s pointless, he barely even knows I exist.”

There’s no friendly nods in the hallway, there’s no common courtesy smiles if they make eye contact in passing. And unlike Lydia, the other Alpha doesn’t stick up for him when Jackson picks on him. Tells him that there’s no way any Alpha would want him as anything more than a breeding machine since he’s an Omega. Basically telling Stiles that his presentation doesn’t make him worthy of a real mate.

That no one wants him.

A point that seems to continuously be proven when Theo physically closes off emotionally whenever Jackson goes on a tangent over Stiles. The coyote’s face drains every hint of a person and just leaves behind this stoic caricature. At least he doesn’t laugh or join in on it? That oddly enough counts for something with the human; whether he’ll admit that to anyone else other than Lydia remains to be seen. Not like he has Jackson to talk to about this kind of stuff anymore.

Which brings Stiles to his problem of the day.

As always, Lydia likes to think she’s cupid and sees a bunch of things that Stiles doesn’t. “Theo is actually a pretty great guy and you would be so good together. He’d be crazy not to want you as his mate. But, you’ll never know for sure unless you talk to him. Now get your head out of your ass, I’ll see you at school. Love you.” Stiles chuckles at her words, looking up when he gets to his jeep, the Omega sees Jackson heading to his own car.

Did he mention they’re neighbors?

Stiles then did what he’s been doing for months, when Lydia told him that she loves him before ending the call, the Omega responds with, “love you too, Lyds.” Not even remotely taking into account that the wolf is already pissed with him for simply existing. And he just showed blatant affection towards his mate right in front of the damn jock.

Like an idiot.

God, the reaction is as instant as him hitting the red button on his phone. Stiles is all but body slammed into his jeep after something connects with the side of his face, clattering his cell to the gravel. Stiles was hit hard enough that it blurs his vision for a moment and there’s a sharp metallic taste on his tongue. Shapes refusing to focus until the Omega shakes his head- oh no wait, all that did was make him dizzy. “Fuck,” the human groans, holding the side of his head. Flashing his blue eyes, everything comes back into focus.

A fuming, red-eyed, Beta shifted Jackson stares at him.

The Alpha looks damn near feral. Stiles probably shouldn’t have said that in front of him. But it’s not like it’s the first time he’s said it, or that it meant it in any kind of way. The wolf’s chest is heaving with his jagged breaths, “I thought I made myself clear, Stiles?” The Omega doesn’t even have a chance to think of a response before Jackson rears his fist and punches him in the face.

Again.

This time with enough force that he loses his balance and the human falls. He can feel blood running down his cheek when he spits out dirt. Oh good, so the metallic taste from the first punch was blood. At least he didn’t break a tooth or his face. Fucking Alpha strength. More of the tangy, copper fluid paints the Omega’s taste buds when he licks his lips, aggravating the gash inside his mouth.

Jackson yanks him up by the collar, “stay. Away. From my. Mate.”

“It didn’t mean anything, Jacks,” Stiles would like to think that it’s the swelling of his cheek making him not finish the wolf’s name. But that’d be a lie. There’s still some small part of him hoping that the Alpha will wake up one day and realize that he’s been a royal asshole. That they’ll be friends like they used to be. Foolish or not, the Omega misses him.

For some reason though, the use of the old nickname snaps the Alpha out of his ‘someone’s stealing my mate’ daze. Blue eyes widen in what’s dangerously close to horror, taking in the blood on the human’s face and his own knuckles. Jackson helps him to his feet and Stiles just leans himself against his jeep; very confused. “I-I’m sorry,” the wolf says, handing the Omega his phone back before fleeing the scene.

Good thing Liam left early with Mason to get some practice in before school starts or this would’ve gone a lot worse. But Stiles doesn’t even really care about the pain in his face. More so the fact that if he shows up to school like this, someone is bound to tell his dad. That’s not a conversation he wants to have. The Omega also doesn’t want to watch the sheriff pull up to the school and drag Jackson out, because he totally would. Through all that, he just can’t seem to make his brain stop repeating the wolf’s words.

Not once in the last three years has Jackson ever apologized. That’s the one thing that’s confusing him. The Alpha flipping his shit thinking someone was trying to challenge him for his mate, Stiles can understand. Even the fact that he went damn near feral and hit the human, he can forgive that. Because instincts are a fucking bitch and can’t always be kept under control. Clearly Jackson- sometimes Theo- is proof that not all Alphas have the instinct to protect and Omega.

But why the fuck did Jackson apologize?

—

The first wrong thing that Theo notices is the lack of Stiles in their shared second period. Not even Lydia’s seen him and they always walk to class together. And it’s not that he really cares that the other boy is missing from class. Yeah, the Omega is unmated and hot as fuck, but that isn’t enough to make someone care. It’s more like one of those things. The times where you can’t help but worry about a person because they’re so meticulous in everything that they do that when they stray from the norm, it’s concerning to just about everyone. The banshee looked overly confused when she sat at the table beside the coyote looking at the Omega’s empty chair.

When Theo asked her where the human was, she couldn’t tell him more than they talked on the phone as Stiles was leaving his house. That still doesn’t help the coyote understand why he’s nearly agitated that Stiles isn’t here. Worried he can kind of get, but not borderline irritated from the lack of Omega around him. The Alpha seriously can’t explain it. All he knows is that- for whatever reason- he’s certainly perturbed that the teen isn’t in his vicinity.

As though he needs Stiles or something.

He doesn’t.

Theo’s other issue was that Jackson showed up to their third period class together with almost healed knuckles, like he’d punched someone recently. It wasn’t really that out of place and also not something he really cared that much about. The wolf may be his best friend, but that doesn’t make Jackson any less of a hothead. No, it was the shady way that Jackson acted when the coyote had asked the other Alpha who pissed him off. He got shifty eyes and mumbled ‘don’t worry about it,’ like he was nervous.

It didn’t make sense.

The last thing that was out of place in Theo’s day was Stiles finally showing up at school in the middle of lunch with his brother Liam. Now, they’re not friends, hell, they’re not even acquaintances. They don’t even nod at one another in the hallway and Theo doesn’t stop the shit between the boy and Jackson. Though he could with a simple word, debates on it when the wolf takes it too far. Of course Stiles deserves a mate and Theo really hopes that the human knows that.

But, that's not the point here. The point is that Stiles showed up to school with a fucking swollen, split cheek and keeps having to lick blood from his lip as though in inside of his mouth was bleeding.

Theo. Sees. Red.

For no rhyme or reason- because again, they’re not fucking friends- Theo gets up from his chair beside Jackson so quickly he knocks it over. Startling Lydia, but once she sees who the coyote is stalking towards, gasps and then her clacking heels soon follow him. When the younger wolf sees the red eyed Alpha getting too close, Liam steps in front of the Omega. Stiles’ amber orbs have been on him since the chair clattered to the floor.

Though trying to make himself seem small, confusion is evident in the Omega’s face. Don’t worry, Stiles, he’s just as fucking confused. But it does nothing to stop the coyote inside of him from bringing Theo closer to the wounded Omega. How dare someone hurt Stiles? Theo’s claws ache for someone’s blood.

“Back off, Theo,” the Beta flashes his golden eyes. Stupidly challenging an Alpha, but the coyote knows that he’s just being protective of his brother.

At least Stiles has someone looking out for him.

Theo simply nudges him aside to get to the Omega. He tilts Stiles’ chin up and to the side a bit to get a better look at the damage. With his thumb, Theo delicately brushes away a trickle of blood from the corner of the other boy’s mouth, not saying a single word. The Alpha’s eyes flicker again at the forming bruise around the cut on Stiles’ cheekbone, making the human’s heart skip a beat in his chest.

Locking eyes with Stiles, Theo’s voice is quiet and tense, his anger barely restrained, though he can’t for the life of him explain why. All he cares about is that Stiles is hurt. But more importantly, “who did this to you?” He merely wants to know who’s spine he has to rip out, that’s all. Because his coyote agrees, no one hurts Stiles and gets away with it.

No one.

No sooner are the words out of his mouth before the Omega flicks his eyes behind Theo for half a second at most. “Why do you care?” Fair point, Stiles. Theo hasn’t a goddamn clue. But the fact that you’re leaning into his hand isn’t really making this any easier here. The coyote so badly wants to take his pain, but there’s a little more pressing of an issue right now.

Taking a deep inhale, the human’s blood stings his nose, making it not even remotely calming breath. “That’s not what I asked,” the Alpha says, his words clipped. He’ll ask Liam if he fucking needs to. Either way, the coyote is getting that name and they’re going to learn a painful lesson. “Stiles,” Theo growls, “I want a name.”

And again, the other boy’s gaze goes somewhere behind Theo. It takes him a good second to realize that Stiles keeps looking at whoever it is. He’s a little close to feral with how pissed off he is, Theo can’t really be blamed for losing a bit of his tact. The Alpha looks over his shoulder, scanning the- what he just notices- silent cafeteria, before his eyes land on a terrified looking Jackson. Everyone around quietly watches the scene unfold. Even Lydia and Liam took a step back from the pair. Truthfully, he’d forgotten they weren’t even alone right now.

He doesn’t need a minute then, very clearly remembering the wolf’s hand this morning. The coyote gnashes his fangs, ignoring Stiles’, “Theo, don’t,” and hand squeezing his bicep before he roars and flies across the room.

Jackson doesn’t have time to react before the coyote tackles him to the ground. The two Alphas roll on the ground, claws swiping and fighting for dominance before the wolf gets lucky with a punch to his ribs that knocks the wind out of Theo. The moment is too long and the blonde Alpha jumps to his feet, claws at the ready. But that’s the thing about Theo; he’s a fighter. The coyote blocks the swipe, fluidly bringing his free hand up, punching Jackson right in the nose. Bones crunching and blood spraying on his knuckles.

“You don’t touch him,” Theo seethes, every word growled and slurred around his fangs. He can hear people whispering around the cafeteria about him, catching the word ‘mate’ from several voices. Vision bleeding red, he stalks closer to the wolf who’s still not recovered from the first blow. Theo grabs Jackson by the throat, slamming him into the wall, claws puncturing enough to trickle blood. “Give me one good reason not to tear your throat out.”

The sweetest scent he’s ever smelled- Theo knows that smell- fills his nose and the Alpha barely registers that someone is tugging on his shoulder. His blood whooshing in his ears makes whoever is trying to talk to him practically silent. But Theo really isn’t of sound mind right now. Drilling into Jackson’s terrified, blue eyes, snarling. A frantic, “Theo, Theo, please,” reaches the small crevice of the coyote’s brain that is actually present and functioning.

Pinching his eyes closed, the Alpha takes a deep breath, the hand still on his shoulder grounding him. It takes a painful startling amount of time for Theo to calm down enough that he lets go of the wolf. Arm falling slack at his side, the coyote turns to see who’s touching him, finding Stiles. The whispering has ceased once more, clearly wanting to hear this play out. But Theo’s focus has returned to the Omega, cupping his cheeks, the coyote asks, “are you okay?”

The other boy once again leans into the touch, his heart the only thing betraying the calm expression on his face. “I’m fine,” Stiles sighs softly. The Omega’s damn near purring at their contact. Making his fangs throb for an entirely different reason.

“You don’t have to lie to me,” Theo speaks gently and starts to take the Omega’s pain. “That has to hurt,” black veins run through his hands up to his elbows, Stiles’ eyes fluttering shut at the pull. The Alpha’s breath hitches and he almost chokes on his own spit when the cut on the other boy’s cheek begins to shrink. “Holy fuck,” the coyote gasps out and the Omega’s eyes snap open wide.

See, any were-creature can take someone’s pain. But they can only heal their true mates. And Theo is doing just that with the Omega’s face. It takes roughly three seconds for the Alpha to understand absolutely every weird occurrence today. Theo’s heart does the weirdest thing in his chest and his coyote pushes at his ribcage. His fangs itching to drop from his gums to mark and claim the pale, mole speckled boy before him.

For Stiles, it takes much less. Cupid’s bow lips falling open in the Alpha’s hands. “It’s actually you,” Stiles whispers, his mouth curling in the slightest hint of a smile.

The coyote can’t bring himself to drop his hands though the lines on them have disappeared as well as the wound on the Omega. Theo rubs his thumb along the now healed skin, marveling at the revelation. He might have calmed and understood the scene before him, but the Alpha hasn’t quite found his words to voice that just yet.

Theo’s certainly not angry about the fact that the human is his true mate. Stiles is incredibly smart, funny, and good looking. Who wouldn’t want someone like that? And his loyalty to those he loves? Unprecedented. The other boy is definitely the strongest Omega the coyote’s ever met. Theo is more than on board with the turn of events. The Alpha considers himself lucky as all hell to have landed Stiles. He’ll figure out how to express that in a moment.

Right now he's kind of rolling in guilt. Never has he tried to protect Stiles from Jackson. You know, what an Alpha is meant to do. Nor has he really had a proper conversation that wasn’t school related since they share a lot of classes together. Then the universe decides to turn around and have the human be made for him. It makes Theo feel like he doesn’t deserve the Omega. Yes, he did something about it now, but there’s a lot that has happened and-

“You know I don’t blame you, right?” Stiles places a palm over one of the coyote’s hands, snapping the Alpha’s focus back to him.

Pinching his eyebrows together, Theo drops his hands, shaking his head he asks, “how can you not?” The Alpha takes a step back, “I didn’t-”

“-laugh when Jackson said those things? No,” the Omega closes the distance, “you didn’t. You also didn’t add to any of the jokes either. Or make your own. That actually meant something to me.”

There isn’t a lie to be heard in the human’s heart.

“You want to be with me?” Theo asks incredulously, “though I’ve never looked after you or tried to court you?”

The Omega smiles warmly at him, making Theo’s heart do that weird thing all over again. “I’ve known you for four years, Theo. Whether we properly spoke, I’m pretty observant.” Stiles reaches out to grab the coyote’s hand and the Alpha lets him, every cell in his body tingling to pull the other boy close. “I’ve liked you for a really long time, I just didn’t know how to say it because of that dickhead,” the teen jabs a finger at Jackson who’s still plastered to the wall. “And well, because you’re you and I’m just me,” he shrugs like Theo is supposed to understand what that means.

He does. And it’s probably the stupidest sentence he’s ever heard.

He’ll get to that in a minute.

After being reminded of the wolf’s presence, Theo turns towards the other Alpha. Snarling and eyes glowing rubies, “you so much as lay a finger on him ever again, I will kill you. Do you understand?” Jackson nods wildly, opening his mouth to speak but the coyote cuts him off. “You don’t speak to him until he’s ready to hear you talk. Get the fuck out of my face before I change my mind.”

The blonde Alpha clambers off the wall and over to Lydia, tucking his nose into the mark on her neck. Theo vaguely hears her whisper, “I could’ve told you they were mates if you had just asked.” Oh good, so everyone but Theo knew. That’s fantastic.

Turning his attention back to Stiles, the coyote squeezes his hand, “and you.” The human gulps. “Just you? There is no ‘just you,’ Stiles. We’ll blame it on stupidity for now as to why I never said anything. But you are so incredible. You’re beautiful and so goddamn smart. Your sense of humor is up to par with mine and I love that.”

“It’s sarcasm, not a sense of humor,” the Omega snorts.

Chuckling softly, Theo pulls the human to his chest, flashing his eyes and growling softly when Stiles’ respond in kind. Why hadn’t he done that years ago? “Yeah, you’re a sarcastic little shit and I fucking love it.” Curling his free hand around the small of Stiles’ back, the coyote rubs circles under the fabric of his shirt. “I am so lucky to have someone like you as my true mate, Stiles. If you’ll have me, that is.”

The smile that pulls at Stiles’ lips is damn near enough to knock the Alpha on his ass had he not been holding onto the human. “I can’t think of anything I’d like more than that, Theo.” The Omega shivers, the skin under the coyote’s fingers getting warm and damp with sweat. The Alpha’s nostrils flare when he realizes what’s happening.

Theo’s pushed him into his heat with his proximity. Brushing their noses together, he asks, “can I take you home, little Omega?” The Alpha holds tighter when the other boy’s head thunks on his chest as he groans.

A soft, “please,” pushes past Stiles’ lips and he whimpers, curling his fingers into Theo’s jacket. Clinging to the Alpha tightly, pressing as closely as humanly possible.

Without hesitation, Theo scoops the Omega up into his arms and carries him out of the now chattering cafeteria. Lydia gives him a warm smile as he passes, Liam looks skeptical, but doesn’t attempt to stop him. Good, Theo can’t handle that right now. Not when his instincts are telling him to get Stiles the fuck out of here and claimed immediately. It’s going to take all of his concentration to get them home.

The Alpha may have had a rocky start with his soon to be mate. But he’ll make damn sure that Stiles understands that from here on out, he will be protected and loved the way he deserves. Theo will see to that.

[mcrbrainrotz]

Rating Stiles ships bc I’m bored

Stalia: 7/10. This is a cute ship, and I thought they had great chemistry. I just always thought Malia would be better in a wlw relationship. They also had a horrible breakup lol. I just didn’t feel super emotionally connected to this ship.

Stydia: 5/10. Once again, super cute ship, but I can’t get myself emotionally invested because i see Lydia as a lesbian. So I see this as more of a platonic ship. Platonically it’s a 10/10

Sciles: 10/10 platonically. They are like brothers, so no romantics in this relationship.

Stanny: 9/10. Most underrated stiles ship and I think they could’ve been really great. Danny was 100% stiles’ bi awakening.

Sterica: 7/10. I think this ship is really underrated. I would like it more if I didn’t hc Erica as a lesbian, but it’s filled with angst which I love.

Stallion: 7/10 platonically. I can’t see them in any sort of romantic relationship. They act like siblings.

Stisaac: 6/10. I had to admit but I kinda really like this ship. Obv I think scisaac is way better, but I thought stiles def thought Isaac was attractive (I mean who wouldn’t). I don’t love it, that’s for sure, but I don’t hate it.

Steter: 0/10. Absolutely not.

Sterek: 0/10. Absolutely not.

Stora: 8/10. I love stora. Now I’m conflicted bc I think Cora is a lesbian, but then again it seems like there are times where she could actually be attracted to him. Nonetheless is was innocent and sweet, I liked it.

Stira: 3/10. I saw no romantic relationship between them. But I would have liked to see their friendship more.

Steo: 2/10. Maybe when they were younger they had crushes on each other or something but stiles legitimately hates Theo. Like not in an “enemies to lovers” way, but in a “you literally killed my best friend and I hope you die” way.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi there. I love your blog. You are awesome. I'm sorry for the repeat ask but I am looking for Sterek bromance fics with hurt Stiles and maybe protective Derek but in a friendship/big brother way not romantic. I would love love love if you could recomend some.

Here’s platonic Stiles and Derek, @leigh174!

The Real Cause by TerraCottaNightmare

(1/1 I 890 I General I No Pairing)

The pack have been living with Stiles for a month, and have yet to run into or even see the Sheriff.

Learning & Leaving by Supernatural96

(1/1 I 3,631 I General I No Pairing)

Allison confronts her father over the treatment of Stiles. Stiles and Allison prepare for their move to New York.

5 times Stiles didn't let anybody in and the 1 time he did by fangirl_from_the_bookstore

(1/1 I 4,006 I Not Rated I No Pairing)

Who knew that the broodiest werewolf would make Stiles feel whole again. At least for a little while.

Running With Wolves by 7CuteCreationImagination7

(1/1 I 6,904 I Teen I No Pairing)

At Six years old, Stiles knew that this big black dog with bright pink eyes was way, way too big to be a german shepherd.

Way Down We Go by GoldenAvenger02

(12/12 I 9,570 I Not Rated I No Pairing)

They say we'll run you down, down 'til the dark/yes they will run you down, down 'til you fall.

When Stiles is taken from his FBI truck and becomes a high profile missing person's case, Derek has to try and find him first before they find out about the supernatural.

Lean on Me by awriterinthedark

(3/? I 13,750 I General I No Pairing)

How was a dog supposed to make life better after everything that had happened?

A super self indulgent fic in which I throw canon out the window so that I can write Derek as Stiles service dog.

Total eclipse by Sa_kun

(5/5 I 16,786 I Mature I No Pairing)

Stiles didn't know about werewolves until he was kidnapped by hunters and trapped in a room where drugged out werewolves got shoved in, one after the other. Derek was the last one, and it took Stiles a long time before he could accept that he owed their breakout in part to Derek, mostly because up until Derek, he didn't know werewolves could be, well, human.

I'm Still Up and Driving by KouriArashi

(12/12 I 58,155 I Mature I No Pairing)

Jackson decides to teach Stiles a lesson for the interest he shows in Lydia. Stiles doesn't say anything until four months later.

facedown by smallbeans

(16/16 I 146,927 I Teen I Steo)

Stiles is messed up before his mother cheats on his father, but when the Sheriff dies from an attack on the station, Stiles' emotions are thrown into a blender. Then, he is forced to live with his mother and Robert Hale, and his two snobby children, all the while dealing with the inward battles, voices in his head, and high school bullies.

And then, Theo Raeken moves to town.

[cescalr]

Kissing Prompts.

@theheightofdishonor​ asked ‘63 or 75′ from the Kissing Prompts List!

75; Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing

Idk if this counts as something he was ‘intently doing’, but it’s a kiss to distract, which I think is the point. Anyway! Steo, 3k words, hope you enjoy!

63; Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing

i don’t have a gif for this one. I went with platonic, but still included Scott :) It’s McCall family feels today! + Isaac... and I hope you don’t mind some mild Chris/Melissa, it just kind of ended up being included. Found family, man, found family. 700-ish words, therefore took much less time than expected. Hope you like! 

[spikeface]

Steo bc I want to see how many you check off

DELICIOUS but I’m picky about it—primarily how the pairing handles Scott, and Stiles’ friendship with him. My preferred version of them is sexual and/or unhealthy, though I have 50k of a probably never to be published fic in which they save each other. In general I love obsessive desire that is potentially unrequited; Theo obsessed with a Stiles who doesn’t feel the same way about him (because he’s in love with Scott ssshhh) is my favorite dynamic. I definitely read fic for them. I also enjoy them as a platonic pair, and have a WIP AU in which they’ve grown up together as best friends—but that friendship is riddled with tension. In general I love the way their darkest impulses mirror each other, so I don’t really do childhood sweethearts or anything straightforwardly soft about them. I definitely don’t want them as a canon ship but I would have killed to see more of their platonic dynamic in season 6. It infuriates me that we never see Stiles react to his return.