#stiles is a druid or whatever

[painofhumanity]

other witches: You can't do x, it goes against nature

Stiles: I recognize that nature's made a decision, but given that it's a stupid-ass decision, I've elected to ignore it.

[gege-wondering-around]

Not-wednesday Wip

soooooo, @dontcallpanic and @seaweed-water were soooo kind and tagged me to do this, so without a second thought i poured out whatever came to mind so, let me know if you like this so i'll know whether to pursuit this work or not (i prob will, yet it's be good to know what you think)

so so so, after all of this has been said, i can also say how both their works are amazing and how glad i am to be able to read both your works on this site; you two are amazing writers and i'm glad to be called a writer by both your sides.

so here we go:

They say there’s nothing sweeter in the word than a good mixture of love and acceptance, but sometimes people preferred the way obsessive and dangerous connections felt; a brio running down the spine, creating a deformed smirk on one’s face after something that would’ve made everybody else’s mind go in survival mode. But it wasn’t their case. Stiles always had a peculiar interest in sharp objects, mutilated bodies and myths; it was well known by then that it wouldn’t take too long for him to become the next great sage or spark given the supernatural luring him into the woods almost every night, or some evil but caring wendigo in the forest in which Derek lived. The trees were timid in his presence, curving above him in a silent bow, ‘we greet you once more’ was fearfully expressed in the shaky manner of their branches and falling leaves; Stiles was walking with a high chin and a deer head in his arms, blood soaking his clothes while a shy tray of saliva hanged by his lips mixed with the animal’s blood. Flesh putrid and grotesque, he didn’t once avert his eyes from the sweet present his lover had gifted him that late evening and let him find in front of his Jeep once he had parked it in the Preserve’s parking lot; it was the highlight of Stiles’ day, he was in desperate need to get the flesh away from the bone and enchant the skull with the cursing words Deaton was reluctant to share with him. Oh, Stiles had to cut off one of his arms to get the informations he needed but Deaton was fine, he made sure of it; he still needed a few more information the Druid could provide him, hopefully without having to cut off another limb, forcing the sweet boy to get rid of it with a chainsaw and some trash bags; he would have to stop by the butcher on his way back. Still, the pretty deer head Derek got for him was just perfect. Huge antlers, thick coat, absent eyes… It was just perfect, exactly what Stiles knew Derek could provide for him and the Nemeton; he had to get to it quickly, just in time to rip out the meat and wash the skull in the river nearby before the alpha would arrive and finally put those long fangs of his in his neck… He was ecstatic just at the thought of it; those long, sharp fangs able to cut through skin and end up drenched blood, able to kill, would finally sink in his neck and claim him. He couldn’t wait much longer, he had to get the skull to the Nemeton, so that the essence of the tree could be back in a sweet and beautiful alteration of the classical wendigo Stiles always loved. So he ran. Whistling trees, chiming spirits, dying birds and finally, even the alpha’s stomps could be felt in the ground on which he stood by the time he was a few dozens meters from his destination; by his side, in the corner of his eye he could see a colossal black wolf ran along his movements, intentionally going slower to match his pace with the boy’s. Derek was by his side like he promised he would be. Oh… Stiles was so lost in the way Derek had bared his fangs at him the first time he set foot in the forest. The black wolf was two meters tall and four and a half long, pitch void and restless muscles, bloody claws and even bloodier eyes, red as the full moon in its crimson shining; Stiles had been in love with the creature ever since and knowing that such a being reciprocated his feelings was a devilish feeling. Ah… He wanted to be the alpha’s emissary, his claimed lover even. His everything. No matter the cost.

so so so, i hope you enjoyed this!

no pressure tags @dontcallpanic @patolemus @seaweed-water @oldefashioned @demonicfaerie @hellameyers and whoever wanna share their little work!

[definitively-different-drivel]

WIP Wednesday

I've been tagged by @dear-massacre, gonna post the next section of Falling out of Rhythm, a sterek fic that takes place after Stiles' magic manifested to banish void. Something has gone terribly awry; Stiles finds himself switching places with alternate universe versions of himself. In this snippet, he discusses the matter with Deaton. The first scene can be found in last WIP Wednesday post, here: First part

Deaton frowned. "Another you? You're certain?" "Yes!" Stiles ran his hand through his hair as he paced. "Dad's weirdly chill about it, but like, he talked to the guy and he wasn't evil. He just talked to dad the whole time, since apparently his dad died a while ago? It's weird dude!" Deaton's frown deepened. "I can't find any evidence of external influence. As far as I can tell, your own magic is the culprit." "Why the fuck would my magic send me to watch a damned sunset!? That makes no sense!" Deaton shook his head. "I can't tell you." "Can't or won't?" "Even if I had the resources to pierce the veils of secrecy obscuring many magic traditions, I could only record and address the barest details and then, only in an emergency. Anything more would risk a breach of my vows." They’d discussed the parameters of his abilities too many times to count;  the rules kept the druid from the path of a darach, he’d say. Deaton refused to budge. Stiles sank into a chair, head landing in his hands. He'd be tempted to think it a worthy tradeoff if they hadn't already witnessed Julia’s destructive power. "So what do I do?" A book closed. Papers shuffled. "I recommend researching your family. It's possible your magic is heritable." "I thought it was a gift from the land or some shit?" Stiles ran through what few details he knew about both sides of his family. "You said it was tied to the territory." "I thought it was. Your magic has only ever manifested in defense of the pack. It protected Hale territory, but this?" he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm at a loss. It's unlike anything I've encountered, and as such, is likely either new or heritable." "Wait. Something new? Like, not discovered, or never existed?"  "Yes. Either," Deaton clarified, "and either is very, very bad. No information means trial and error." Stiles grimaced. His hands slid into his pockets as he thought of all the lectures about the dangers of undocumented magic carelessly wielded. "So mostly error." "Precisely. Let's hope, for your sake, that the answers lie with your family, because otherwise, there's no telling how this could end." "Right. So, time to study family history." Stiles' eyes trailed along the spines of Deaton's books as they settled, one by one, back onto the shelf. His fingers itched to crack them open, to spread them on the table, to leaf through secrets for something he missed, anything that might explain the way another Stiles stood in his house, crying over the presence of his dad. It sloshed around, mingling with the secret part of him that didn't want this, whatever it was, to end. His pocketed fist pulled at the fabric of his jeans. The cabinet door clicked shut. Stiles unclenched his hands, straightened his spine, and walked off.

No pressure tags: @thotpuppy @whimsicalmeerkat @wolfspurr since I'm too nervous to tag any other mutuals who aren't already here. >_>

[infinityyrp]

✨️ ACTIVE 8-6-24 ✨️

Hi, my name is Sunnie and I'm 29 and looking for a roleplay partner that is 25+.

I've been role-playing for more than 10 years and have even more years of writing experience under my belt.

BELOW you will find my preferences straight forward— Before I explain what I'm looking for as far as roleplay goes. 🧡🫶

I'm looking for someone around daily, for rapid fire— though I'd be okay with one or two responses a day. Otherwise I cannot stay interested in the story. If you go 7+ days without a response and no communication, I will leave the server. Especially if I reach out and you still don't respond.

I know life comes first and I'd never pressure you for replies, but let's be honest, we all have our phones on us at all times and it takes two minutes to send a reply explaining the absence. We are ALL adults and should be able to communicate in a healthy way.

With that being said I am NOT ghost friendly. Don't even waste your time trying to plot or write with me if you know you have a history of ghosting. If you don't wanna roleplay after discussing, just SAY that. Don't come with BS excuses, we are too old for that guys. Come on..

I have little to NO limits, I prefer someone with the same outlook because it's fiction, your roleplay life shouldn't effect your REAL LIFE morals.

BUt I will respect your limits and triggers, because I won't do deep pedophilia, water sports, or write out rape.

I'm looking for someone comfortable with SUPERNATURAL Themes such as werewolves and vampires and witches and all that good stuff. I'm not interested in mundane slice of life roleplays.

Please be comfortable with DARK and Mature themes. Taboo subjects as well(pregnancy, cheating, love triangles) etc. My real life is fluffy enough, I don't want my roleplay the same way.

I do NOT fade to black. I like a good amount of smut as well as story. So expect a good 50/50.

I prefer the female role. I've been burned one too many times in the past with partners not being fair in a double— however I'd be open to discussing a double and trying it out, everyone new gets a fair chance. Though I do prefer the female role.

NOW for what I'm looking for when it comes to roleplay.

I am looking to world build.

I am looking for something original at the moment but I also have a list of fandoms I'll post as well.

I am looking for someone to build a story with me, taking place in a supernaturally inclined town called 'Cedar Grove' or 'Cape Thorne'.

My character will be a druid and lioness mix.

I'm looking for someone to make a werewolf OC out of Tyler Hoechlin for me.

If we double I'll make an OC out of anyone you choose and we can do whatever you want as far as a plot! That's what I mean by fair. I give you what you want no matter what if you give me what I want no matter what.

I roleplay exclusively on discord and I can write in 3rd or 1st person! You choose.

I write 3+ paragraphs but won't mind whatever you send as long as I can work with it and it's at least a paragraph.

These days my motto is Quality over Quantity.

Please also be comfortable with text style roleplays..sometimes I get lazy and that's all I can do some days. They're fun— don't knock it til you try it.

Hopefully you've made it this far and want to write! I'm looking forward to hearing from you and I Definitely like to be friends with my partners!

My discord servers are also organized and I prefer you to be familiar with tupperbox.

Now even though at the moment I'm not looking for Fandom roleplays, here's a list of the ones I'd be persuaded to write for.

•Teen wolf: I'd want to write against Derek Hale and Scott McCall.

I'd be able to play Stiles, Theo, Isaac, Malia and Kira for you.

(THIS IS THE MAIN FANDOM IM LOOKING FOR!)

•ACOTAR: I'd be looking to write against Rhysand and Tamlin. I can play Cassian, Azriel or Lucien for you, I also have an OC high lord of the winter court if you'd be interested. (FC Jason Momoa).

•Haunting Adeline: I'm looking to write against Zade Meadows. Drama with Adeline will be involved of course.

•Yellowstone: I'm looking to write against Kayce. (We'd make it supernatural.)

•The Vampire Diaries: I'm looking to write against Damon Salvatore.

I can write Stefan, Klaus or Katherine for you.

ARE WE BESTIES YET? 😉

My discord UN is infinityyrp

Can't wait to hear from you!

[hippielittlemetalhead]

Intro To The Supernatural: Supernatural 101

Part 2 of my Sterek fic on AO3. There's a fair bit of canon twisting mostly just making it all add up and make sense and leaning into the "Stiles is scary smart and resourceful and some sort of magic to the point The Wild Hunt and the Nogistune saw him as the one to take out to make their job easier" plus some other bits that are just for my amusement. Always open to questions and comments and headcanons.

Still not be doing a tag list for the crossposted works but I'll keep y'all updated on that if it changes.

It had been such an uneventful couple of weeks (barring that failed attempt at a meeting Stiles had dragged him to with Argent and Deaton). Ever since Deaton had informed Stiles of his Spark the boy had thrown himself headfirst into researching just what the hell that meant but that didn't keep him from turning the rest of Beacon Hill's supernatural world on its head. After they had handled Jackson's whole Kanima issue and taken out Gerard, Stiles had sat Chris, Deaton and even Uncle Peter down in the middle of the pack's den (a great spacious loft that was almost as derelict as the subway station) for a long overdue crash course on the supernatural world and adjacent topics for the recently initiated. Including the Sheriff.

Stiles had burst in through the loft's sliding door as his betas were getting settled -as far from Allison as they could without offending Scott- with his father in tow and sat him down with a huff before moving to stand behind Derek's left shoulder. He had stiffened as Stiles took his place, leveling a glare at his father and the rest of the pack all the while. He had barely been able to suppress the shudder as the pups started to fall into line, Scott and Allison untangled themselves from each other (much to Chris' relief) and the Sheriff seemed to deflate at whatever he saw in his son's face. Peter barked out a laugh and he felt Stiles' ire shift towards his uncle for a moment.

"Care to share with the class there, creeperwolf?"

"Oh nothing of note, Spark. Nothing at all." He sees Lydia perk up at the mention of Stiles' own touch of Other.

"Whatever," The boy grumbles out and Derek can feel when he steps forward before he places a hand on his shoulder, his grip light but grounding and more appreciated than he thought it would have ever been.

He can see the way the Sheriff tenses at his son's lingering touch on the older man's shoulder. The older man he had personally arrested under suspicion of murder. "Stiles-"

"Alright, so welcome to the first meeting of Intro to The Supernatural." He doesn't need to be watching the boy to know he's avoiding looking at his father who does not look happy at being talked over. "We're gonna do some introductions for the uninitiated or just those of ya who haven't been payin' attention. So uh, I expect a few of you to take notes here cause there will be a test at the end. Okay then, for this class your professors here are: Chris Argent, Hunter of the Argent clan and currently regent and representative of the local branch until our own Aly comes of age for her grand destiny and claims her place as Matriarch. Next we have Dr. Deaton, Beacon Hill's local vet and Emissary to the late Alpha Talia Hale, 15th of her line to stand as Alpha to the Beacon Territory Pack. Former Emissary Deaton is a practicing druid and has been recognized by most supernatural forces to be an acceptable placeholder until the Hale pack is back up to snuff. After that ya got Peter Hale, Left-Hand to the late Alpha Talia Hale and blood kin to Alpha Derek Hale. Due to certain circumstances Peter's current place in the Hale Pack is undetermined and will be discussed once those who are due a say are brought up to date on his transgressions against Kin and Pack and Territory and what this means in the supernatural world and furry politics." He takes a deep breath and the hand on Derek's shoulder tightens. The Sheriff's eyes that have been trained on each man as Stiles introduced them are now resting on him, flicking over his tense form and the hand on his shoulder up to the boy still standing in a position of importance and power even if he doesn't know it. But this is Stiles so he probably knows exactly what he's doing. "And here we have Alpha Derek Hale, son of the late Talia Hale and 17th of his line to stand as Alpha to the Beacon Territory Pack. Though young for his station Alpha Hale has proven his worth as a provider and defender to those in his care and has earned his Claim to the title of Alpha and the traditional territory of the Hale Pack."

He expects Stiles to move away after that. To give his shoulder one last grounding, reaffirming, squeeze then move off to sit with his dad or pull back to stand vigil in his unwitting place of honour. But he doesn't. The younger man's hand seems to rest heavier on his shoulder like it's all that's holding him up as he squeezes almost painfully. Stiles' scent turns that ash and sour of nerves and anxiety and frustration that he had almost gotten out of the damned couch the boy usually spread himself out on when he had taken over the loft researching whatever the star of that week's horror show was. It shifts and Derek feels his hackles raise and can see the way his betas all react, sitting up and staring at the boy with curious eyes and invasive noses. Stiles takes a deep breath and shifts to stand a little closer to Derek, close enough to share body heat, close enough for both their scents to get a little mixed up.

"I'm not really gonna be one of your teachers but uh-" Another deep breath and the hand is gone and he moves to stand in front of Derek. A solid wall of 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone and sarcasm wrapped in the scent of earth and storms, fire and blood and Other. "My name is- ho boy- My name is uh, is Miecyslaw Stilinski, Beacon Hills' resident Spark and member of the Hale Pack. I stand as Emissary, Second and uh- and Left-Hand to Alpha Hale until a time as he chooses someone worthy of each role. You can still just call me Stiles for now."

Not so unwitting after all then.

Derek knows he's staring. Knows that the Sheriff is looking between the two of them with something edging on rage and resignation and confused desperation. He knows that the betas are confused by all of the formal language and titles and are just waiting for Stiles' permission to let the floodgates open on all of their questions. Lydia is watching the entire room with that cold calculation that makes him think she might be perfect for Emissary or Left Hand but next to her Jackson is glaring at Stiles like the boy's very existence offends him.

"Wait," Allison has pulled herself from using Scott as a body pillow and is leaning forward, her attention focused on Stiles where he still stands firm between the rest of the room and Derek. "That's not possible. You're not allowed to be Emissary and Second and- and his fucking Left-Hand Stiles. Do you even know what the left-Hand is?!"

"Allison-" Chris sighs like just the thought of the impending argument exhausts him.

Stiles laughs. It's a sharp bark of sour humour that cuts Chris off and makes the rest of the room shift uneasily. "You think I went into this blind Aly? You think I didn't do my fucking research? I know exactly what every role I have claimed entails and I will do my damned best to fulfill every single duty until the rest of you are ready to step the fuck up and start making this half-assed attempt at a pack something that will make everything out there think twice before they set so much as a foot on Hale Land."

"Stiles," When did he stand up? When did he move close enough to lay a hand on the boy's shoulder and try to pull him back into his space? "Come on-"

The boy whirls back to look at him and there's something burning in his eyes that makes Derek dry swallow. "No, Derek. There is too much crap out there that we are not anywhere equipped to handle and I refuse to stand back and let them twiddle their thumbs while the rest of you pull your heads out of your asses. So the four of you are going to walk everyone in this room through the basics of what it means to be in a werewolf pack or allied with one. What the roles are and what is expected of them as betas. You are going to tell my dad about just what the hell has been going on these past few months so I can be sure he's not going out there to fight some big bad half-cocked and blind. Deaton is going to help Lydia figure out what the fuck she is that the bite didn't kill her and didn't take and you Argent-" Now his fury was trained on the tired looking man, "You are going to explain your family's long and fucked up history and morals to your daughter and the kids she almost helped kill and to my father and to every wolf in this room so they have an idea of just what the hell they are dealing with. Deaton, I expect full answers that actually make sense and Peter-" He's breathing hard now, hard and fast and Derek can hear the worrying speed of his heartbeat. "Just try not to screw us over and I might not find a way to send you back to wherever Lydia dragged you from."

Peter laughs between an exhausted looking Argent and Deaton who reeked of fear and nerves despite his usual stoic expression. He smiles at Stiles and it's all teeth. "Oh I knew I should have bit you when I had the chance. You are a formidable human, but you would have been a glorious wolf."

[maria021015]

SPOILERS AHEAD FOR CHAPTER 40!

After calming Isaac down, Danny took Ethan to get cleaned up and they all filed onto the bus to complete the remainder of their trip. Coach batted a confused eye at Allison and Lydia when they joined them, but ultimately didn’t question their sudden appearance. Allison led Scott right to the back of the bus, aiming to hide him away from Ethan protectively. The huntress passed Zaida her duffel bag, which was still on the chair where she had left it, and the naiad turned with the intention to slip into the seat just in front of the duo where Stiles was at the window. Only, that spot was already taken by wavy locks of red hair. Her stomach twisted and she resigned to the seat across the aisle from Allison and Scott, tucking her duffel under the chair leaning her head against the window and propping her legs up on the empty spot beside her. She wasn’t able to rest in that position for long when Isaac knocked her legs off the seat and took the free space without a word. Zaida raised a questioning brow and he answered with a sheepish smile.

“What are you doing?” She finally asked him when he didn’t answer her.

“Sitting with you so you don’t look like a total loser,” He shrugged. She snorted and crossed her arms over her chest, pulling her legs back up to lay across his lap defiantly. That earned them a glare from Stiles diagonally across the way, and Zaida simply locked her jaw. Seeing the boy beside Lydia sparked her agitation. Sure, it might not mean anything, but seeing them together with Scott and Allison coupled up behind them sure as hell felt like it meant something.

“All right, let's go over this one more time…” Stiles was saying to the girl. “So, it's the sacrifices, right? Everything has to do with them and someone who thinks he's, like, a dark Druid of some kind…”

“Or actually is a dark Druid,” Lydia commented with a slight dip of her chin.

“A Darach.” Stiles agreed, and Zaida’s ears perked up.

“You know...Some ancient cultures sacrificed people in preparation for battle…” The redhead pointed out intelligently.

“So, we've got Alpha Werewolves against a dark Druid?” Stiles pursed his lips grimly and the fact that the two of them were figuring this out together - excluding her - carved the hollow feeling of betrayal into her chest. Zaida knew she was being dramatic, but whatever. She was allowed to feel however she wanted to feel.

“Someone’s jealous,” Isaac whispered to her under his breath in a sing-song voice, following her line of sight and knowing exactly where it landed.

“Stop being a sticky beak.” She shot back at the boy, pulling her gaze away from their two friends. “And keep your eyes to yourself.”

“Oh, I don’t need eyes to know what’s going on.” He chuckled darkly. “Werewolf senses, remember? Your chemosignals are pungent right now.”

“What about you and your hopeless crush on Allison? Wanna talk about that?” Zaida shot back right where she knew it would hurt. Isaac’s silence only confirmed it. “Yeah, I didn’t think so.”

“That’s different.” Isaac insisted. “I’d never do that to Scott.”

“What’s with this newfound loyalty to Scotty boy?” Zaida arched a brow inquisitively.

“After Derek kicked me out of the loft…Scott took me in. He had no reason to - I tried to kill Lydia, I tried to kill you, I actively worked against you guys for months…” Isaac listed off his many egregious actions. “Scott’s a good guy.”

“Yeah, he is,” Zaida agreed, finding her gaze magnetically drawn back to Stiles and Lydia, who were talking with broad smiles. “Stiles, on the other hand, sucks.” She muttered bitterly.

“But you like him.” Isaac bumped her shoulder with his suggestively. “I know that was the reason why you ended things with me - maybe not at first, but by the time the Lacrosse finale came around, definitely.”

“Okay, so I like him! And? It’s not like I have a choice. I’ve tried to avoid him, but we’re in the same pack so I can’t exactly do that. I’ve tried to ignore my feelings, but that’s proven to be pretty impossible, especially when he’s head over heels for my best friend.” She huffed, her frustration with the situation overwhelming her. “I’ve been worse than friend-zoned, I’ve been bro-zoned.”

“Zaida, you’re a super hot girl who is smart, funny, and badass. Girls like you don’t get bro-zoned.” Isaac rolled his eyes. “I should know, I was totally whipped for you for like half a year, so take it from me.”

“That means you’re biased,” She pointed out. “You know, he invited me as his plus one to a friend’s birthday party, only to then rant to both me and Scott about how he was going to hook up with other girls to forget about Lydia.”

“Oh God, is he really that clueless?” Isaac frowned and shook his head with a wince of sympathy.

“Yeah, like I said - bro-zoned.” She sighed and sank lower in her chair, swimming in her irritability.

[corrodxdcoffin]

https://russianspacegeckosexparty.tumblr.com/post/621031888022274048/racists-have-been-claiming-for-years-that-scott#notes LMFAO who are you trying to convince, Antis? Cishet white boy Scott McCall is literally the blandest, flattest, weakest, most irrelevant fictional character ever (there’s a reason everyone eclipsed him without even trying and Tyler Whiny Posey is the only one out of the whole Teen Wolf cast whose favorite character is Scott, ya know? Oops!) Then again, you Scott McCall delusional squad cesspit bunch know Scott isn’t actually anything special, which is why 99% of your wankfics and so-called “metas” is a case of Fanon!Scott where he has Derek’s, or Stiles’, or Lydia’s personality and traits, or is a Spark!Druid!Void!BAMF or whatever lol anyway @russianspacegeckosexparty why don’t you go back begging for some pedophilic Papa Hale/child!Scott content? We know that’s all you and your @liliaeth @princeescaluswords @brydeswhale buddies ever do in your little cesspit corner of fandom – besides harassing Sterek and Steter shippers on the internet and whining about how Dylan O’Brien and Tyler Hoechlin overshadowed Posey’s talentless ass without even trying, that is

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I have no idea why someone submitted this to me a few months ago, but I agree with most if the rant. Tyler isn't white, though, so Scott isn't either.

[kitkatwinchester]

ALRIGHT PETER

I'm mad at you again.

"The bite is a gift."

WELL NOW WE KNOW WHERE DEREK GOT THAT MAGICAL IDEA!

UGH!

Gosh darnat, Peter.

You're hilarious, and sassy, and bad*ss, and I was KIND OF starting to forgive you for the whole "almost killed our heroes" thing, and the whole "manipulating Lydia" thing, and the whole "psychopath" thing, but now you're on my bad side again.

Why are you so manipulative, man? Derek looked UP to you. That was so rude! No wonder he's sitting here turning teenagers, now, and of COURSE he's convinced himself the whole thing was your idea, because THE WHOLE THING WAS YOUR IDEA.

Ugh.

...I hate that I still like you, but I still like you.

But I don't trust you.

And I'm still mad at you!

Anyways.

As an aside, I really love how this episode is being shot and portrayed. I know there's not necessarily much action happening, but I'm really loving the flashbacks and the back and forth between the two stories as Stiles and Scallison all figure out slightly different information surrounding the same event.

It's cool to see the pieces coming together as they all learn more about werewolves, the lore, and their families' pasts.

Also! Deaton IS a druid, and an emissary, so I finally have an official answer to that, so that's cool. Love that, and it also adds more complexities to why Deaton has been particularly protective over Scott as well and why he always sides with us, having been the emissary for the Hale family.

Also also, I find it interesting that Deaton and Morrell (and like I said, My Babysitter's a Vampire vibes with all the monsters being part of the school or town or whatever else--more than anyone would expect) ended up on opposite sides as a result of their respective emissary duties (Stiles' reaction to finding out about Ms. Morell was so on point I love this man. XD <3). It definitely adds a lot of layers.

Say what you will about flashback or lore based episodes, but I love them. <3

(Me at Peter lol.)

Update: Okay the PARALLELS THOUGH!!! The fact that Deaton, in the flashback of Peter's story, tells the story of the Scorpion and the Frog, and then Gerard, IN THE PRESENT of Deucalion's story, tells the story of the Scorpion and the Turtle, all while neither side is trusting the other...DUDE this episode is SO WELL DONE! <3 <3

[adarklighthale]

Maybe explosive was not the right word, but what his eyes saw what his mouth was being filled with shot after shot of cum was something else. It looked like Stiles was having an exorcism, which was funny or disturbing in normal circumstances. In this case, it was a sight to be behold. He swallowed as much as he could, but some did leak from the small opens from his lips. Nevertheless, he collected it back once he pulled back with his tongue or with a finger. He opened his mouth as if to take a dee breath, but it was to free his mouth.  a Layer of cum still remained on his mouth as he looked at the druid. “Yes Stiles.” He said rather sweetly as he caressed the other’s inner thighs before leaning towards the other’s cock to lick it clean, to collect whatever was remaining.

He started to do… whatever he was doing with more intensity. “Oh, Gods…” He cried out. It was clear to him now that the werewolf had every intention of making him climax now. He wasn’t sure if that meant that this was going to end sooner, but something told him Peter wouldn’t let him go that easily. Good. He had no intentions of leaving this room without feeling that girth stretching him.

The thought sent him over the edge. “Oh f-fuh! I’m-” he groaned, as his body shivered and contracted, chest rising in the air, his cock pulsating as he reached that sweet release. Peter’s mouth was still around him, wet and warm, and oh so delightful. Stiles would not lie if he said he saw stars. All that pent up sexual tension, that want and need, traveling down his navel, and he kept going. He whimpered, a small defeated sound. “Pe-Peter…” His body was still shivering with ecstasy, even after he was completely spent.

[infinityyrp]

✨️ ACTIVE 7-18-24 ✨️

Hi, my name is Sunnie and I'm 29 and looking for a roleplay partner that is 25+.

I've been role-playing for more than 10 years and have even more years of writing experience under my belt.

BELOW you will find my preferences straight forward— Before I explain what I'm looking for as far as roleplay goes. 🧡🫶

I'm looking for someone around daily, for rapid fire— though I'd be okay with one or two responses a day. Otherwise I cannot stay interested in the story. If you go 7+ days without a response and no communication, I will leave the server. Especially if I reach out and you still don't respond.

I know life comes first and I'd never pressure you for replies, but let's be honest, we all have our phones on us at all times and it takes two minutes to send a reply explaining the absence. We are ALL adults and should be able to communicate in a healthy way.

With that being said I am NOT ghost friendly. Don't even waste your time trying to plot or write with me if you know you have a history of ghosting.

I have little to NO limits, I prefer someone with the same outlook because it's fiction, your roleplay life shouldn't effect your REAL LIFE morals.

BUt I will respect your limits and triggers, because I won't do deep pedophilia, water sports, or write out rape.

I'm looking for someone comfortable with SUPERNATURAL Themes such as werewolves and vampires and witches and all that good stuff. I'm not interested in mundane slice of life roleplays.

Please be comfortable with DARK and Mature themes. Taboo subjects as well(pregnancy, cheating, love triangles) etc. My real life is fluffy enough, I don't want my roleplay the same way.

I do NOT fade to black. I like a good amount of smut as well as story. So expect a good 50/50.

I prefer the female role. I've been burned one too many times in the past with partners not being fair in a double— however I'd be open to discussing a double and trying it out, everyone new gets a fair chance. Though I do prefer the female role.

NOW for what I'm looking for when it comes to roleplay.

I am looking to world build.

I am looking for something original at the moment but I also have a list of fandoms I'll post as well.

I am looking for someone to build a story with me, taking place in a supernaturally inclined town called 'Cedar Grove' or 'Cape Thorne'.

My character will be a druid and lioness mix.

I'm looking for someone to make a werewolf OC out of Tyler Hoechlin for me.

If we double I'll make an OC out of anyone you choose and we can do whatever you want as far as a plot! That's what I mean by fair. I give you what you want no matter what if you give me what I want no matter what.

I roleplay exclusively on discord and I can write in 3rd or 1st person! You choose.

I write 3+ paragraphs but won't mind whatever you send as long as I can work with it and it's at least a paragraph.

These days my motto is Quality over Quantity.

Please also be comfortable with text style roleplays..sometimes I get lazy and that's all I can do some days. They're fun— don't knock it til you try it.

Hopefully you've made it this far and want to write! I'm looking forward to hearing from you and I Definitely like to be friends with my partners!

My discord servers are also organized and I prefer you to be familiar with tupperbox.

Now even though at the moment I'm not looking for Fandom roleplays, here's a list of the ones I'd be persuaded to write for.

•Teen wolf: I'd want to write against Derek Hale and Scott McCall.

I'd be able to play Stiles, Theo, Isaac, Malia and Kira for you.

•ACOTAR: I'd be looking to write against Rhysand and Tamlin. I can play Cassian, Azriel or Lucien for you, I also have an OC high lord of the winter court if you'd be interested. (FC Jason Momoa).

•Haunting Adeline: I'm looking to write against Zade Meadows. Drama with Adeline will be involved of course.

•Yellowstone: I'm looking to write against Kayce. (We'd make it supernatural.)

•The Vampire Diaries: I'm looking to write against Damon Salvatore.

I can write Stefan, Klaus or Katherine for you.

ARE WE BESTIES YET? 😉

My discord UN is infinityyrp

Can't wait to hear from you!

[maundering-marauder]

The progression from writing fanfiction to playing D&D is a straight line

[whitedahlia13]

On this day in Stydia history...

Figuring it out. Together.

(July 1, 2013)

[patolemus]

I wish I could answer this but the Nemeton is both very talked about and at the same time not talked about at all. Kinda like Nakajima Atsushi from bsd. It’s amazing how something so important to their lives’ continued existence doesn’t get any attention.

From what I know, the Nemeton is a place of worship for Druids. They perform rituals there and help the land and basically tie their lives to the Nemeton. This is all actual Celtic mythology, not just Teen Wolf info. Nemeta are also supposed to enrich the land? Probably because of the rituals, and cutting them down is supposed to bring misfortune to you (this piece of info is also mythology, but you can find it on Teen Wolf as well).

Now this particular Nemeton was cut down at an unspecified moment in time after 1943 for likewise unspecified reasons. We can theorize, and the most common one is that a Hale did it, either in an effort to cut the power because it was deemed too dangerous for whatever reason, or because they feared that power. We’ll never know if either is true.

Since it was cut down, the power turned malicious like it says in mythology, but for some reason it was also dormant. The Nogitsune was trapped in its roots and it fed off the power, even when it couldn’t escape.

This all changed when Paige Krasikeva died in 2003. Her blood touched the Nemeton and it was deemed as a sacrifice to it, like the Druids used to make. This kickstarted back the power, and later in s3 of the show Julia Baccari - a dark Druid - fully woke it up with her sacrifices. Stiles, Allison and Scott also play a part in that when they drown themselves to find their parents, and according to Deaton it’s what turns the Nemeton into an actual Beacon.

(This is never confirmed, but maybe that’s why the town is called Beacon Hills).

Usually, the Beacon would attract good things, since a healthy Nemeton helps the land. Since this was a corrupted Nemeton, the things it attracted were bad.

The reason why I think no one did anything, is because they genuinely don’t know what to do with it. This goes back to the theory that a Hale cut it down on the first place, maybe because they wanted to cut the power and it just didn’t work. Or it did, only it was just temporary, and now no one knows what to do about it. Let’s remember Teen Wolf thrives on misinformation. Also, the writers didn’t care about consistency.

Can I have a genuine question be answered : Nemeton is a bitch, should be disciplined

No amount of supernatural allows for this behavior

[princeescaluswords]

I've touched on this before, where despite claiming he ~should've done more~ with his druid powers, stans never give him (Deaton) the Stiles treatment where they make him a mighty archmage with a major role in fanfiction. I mean, if you're so upset that he didn't intervene or use better wards or whatever, why not rectify that by writing him smiting hunters with magic or something?

Just kidding, we know WHY haha, because power fantasies like that are reserved for white characters

You know, I've been thinking about it, and I don't think it's as simple as parts of the fandom simply refusing to choose to make a black man powerful. The racism is far more pervasive than that.

Look at the stories where Deaton provides Stiles (or Peter or Derek or sometimes even Scott) with the means to travel back in time and fix everything. They very seldom explain why, if Deaton had the means to go back in time, he didn't use it. We have Deaton's admission that he loved Talia and that "helping [the Hale] family was a big part of my life." I suspect that this doesn't occur to most of these authors because, they are either unable to think that a black male character could act for his own emotional needs or they are unable to conceive a black male character acting in a morally ambiguous manner.

In the end, it's probably a toss up.

Think about how parts of the fandom conceive of Deaton in his most powerful form: The Evil Tree Wizard. For those of you who might not know, this trope doesn't just manifest in fanfiction. This specific interpretation of the actual television show that appeared after Season 3A concluded, was very popular in parts of the fandom, and still nestles like a parasite in the nests of anti-Scott stans. Dissatisfied with the True Alpha story line, they dreamed up -- with literally no evidence whatsoever -- that Deaton stole the Hale Spark from Derek and gave it to Scott using the Nemeton. There are more benign versions, such as that Deaton knew that teaching Scott how to pain-drain would lead him to becoming an alpha while corrupting him like Deucalion, but all the versions have in common the idea that Deaton used his mysterious powers to make Scott an alpha. (I think that Deaton did play a role in guiding Scott to become a True Alpha, but it was through being a positive role model and father figure, and not magic.)

Usually, the response from actual fans of the show is most often a confused squint, but I want to propose an alternative reaction: good for Deaton! Why wouldn't a benevolent father figure want to help his protege reach his full potential as a werewolf and use the means at his disposal to do so. In addition, it would also free Scott from having to follow Peter -- a villain who murdered his own niece for power, a fact which no amount of hand-wringing excuses will change -- or Derek who, in Deaton's opinion, was not particularly competent.

Cue the offended gasps from racist Hale-stans. To them, black characters (or any non-white character to be honest) are not allowed to be motivated by their emotional needs. Stiles can lie to everyone on the cast because he's insecure, Derek can Bite teenagers in a war zone because he's lonely, and Peter can become a serial killer because he was in a coma, but Deaton cannot boost a child whom he considers hard-working and virtuous into becoming an alpha.

After the gasps die down, the racist Hale-stans suddenly turn into people concerned with morality. Shades-of-gray vanish when the individual operating with moral ambiguity isn't a white male character. Deaton doesn't have the right to take the Hale spark, the Hale territory, the Hale land from Peter -- who has the right to take the spark away from Laura because she may or may not have visited him while he was in a coma -- or from Derek, who attacked Deaton and would have straight up killed him on a hunch. It would be wrong.

Let me give you another example of this. Ever notice that a common occurrence in Archmage-Super-Spark Stiles stories, he's bloodthirsty and violent towards his enemies but also to the people he 'cares about' but only if they're Latinos. Super-Spark Stiles throws Scott against walls, strips him of his alpha status, there is even a recent story where Stiles strips Scott of the ability to speak for five hours because Scott tried to defend his actions. The hilarious part is that so often one of Super-Spark Stiles's complaints to Scott is that Scott used his unwanted werewolf bite to become first line. Because that's selfish! And Stiles will prove it to Scott by punishing Scott for the crime of using the new-found power granted to him by lycanthropy selfishly by ... using his new-found power to torture Scott.

See what I'm getting at here? There's no point in them writing power fantasies for non-white characters because the fandom can't conceive of non-white characters having motivations that satisfy them emotionally or taking actions that might be morally questionable. Non-white characters are either Evil or Selfless Buzzkills. It's the same way traumatic events which happen to characters of color seem to vanish from fandom's collective memory -- like when people argue that Scott never suffered in the television show. The empathy gap is wider and deeper than you might have imagined.

[kitkatwinchester]

Oh boy.

So first of all, before I get into anything...

Danny plays an instrument?? Okay now I really love him.

What instrument? Or does he sing? Singing would also be cool.

Anyways we love Danny.

Now, to the big stuff.

First of all, this is rule number one of why you never hunt alone.

Why was Tara on her own?? Where was her back-up?? WHY would you answer a 911 call to a more-or-less empty school late at night BY YOURSELF.

Whatever happened to having partners?? Huh? WHERE WAS YOUR PARTNER TARA?!

Ahhhhh. We barely knew her, but she didn't deserve that.

Okay, theories.

This is two episodes now where we've actually kind of sort of gotten to see the Darach. This time, we saw them even more clearly than we did in 3x6. That makes me think that its identity is gonna be revealed reaaaal soon, and I'm honestly lost as to who it could be?

Like, my only theories are Jennifer Blake or Marin Morrell, but I don't feel like either of those make sense. First of all, we haven't really seen Jennifer all that much, and my theory about her being the Darach was a joke at best, given that I really like her with Derek, and every time I ship a good guy with a new character, that character winds up being evil (Supernatural anyone? WEDNESDAY anyone? That one in particular broke me, but anyways...), but that's all I really have to go off of. I mean, she seems to really like Derek, and she hasn't really done anything else overly suspicious.

Ms. Morrell is more suspicious just by sheer fact that she's a Druid and clearly has fewer ethics/morals given that she's the Alpha pack's emissary. But I also really don't think she would kidnap her own brother (it's not Deaton, by the way. I'm certain of it.), and I really don't think she's lying about not being involved.

So, like, ahhhhh...I really don't know.

All of THAT said, the theory that I'm now scared of is the fact that that victim was a cop (a cop that Stiles apparently knew very well, btw, and now my poor baby has lost two people that he has decently close connections with to this Darach and that makes me wanna jump into the TV and kill this thing myself), and GUESS WHO ELSE IS A COP!

THE SHERIFF!

Oh, ya know, Stiles' dad, that he's always so worried about, when he's already lost two people he cares about, which would make his dad THREE, and these things happen in THREES, and if you think I'm just gonna ignore that potential use of the ritual, WELL I'M NOT!

So yeah I'm a little bit terrified, and they better figure this thing out so that nothing happens to Noah Stilinski before we even get to tell him what's going on or I will be throwing hands.

Anyways...

Here's an adorable gif of my poor baby who doesn't deserve any of this.

(Oh and by the way, Stiles, honey...your dad already saw you. Holding your backpack behind your head as you walk away will do nothing and you know it. XD)

Update: Chris is actually a really good dad and really cares about Allison and now I feel kinda bad that she's going behind his back so much because he just wants her to be safe.

[sterekweek-2024]

Schedule

As of today, October 4th, there are only 3 weeks left till Sterekweek! I don’t know about you guys but we are hyped 💃🕺

Here’s a little notion of what awaits us at the end of the month, that’ll hopefully help you get inspired:

October 25th: Eternity

#Eternalsterek, the hashtag that’s carried Sterek on high sails since the day it set out 10 years ago. Between eternal life with a unageing werewolf and a druid with a spark, or between all the alternate universes, where Stiles and Derek find their way to each other - here we gather all the versions of a ship meant to meet eternity.

October 26th: Quotes (& Lyrics)

Quotes and lyrics are powerful tools to express feelings and emotions. Think of quotes or songs with powerful lyrics that remind you of Sterek, and create something inspired by it. You can make a fan mix inspired by a quote, write a fic based on a Shakespeare saying, or create art inspired by lyrics you love. There are so many wonderful quotes and lyrics out there that the options are limitless!

October 27th: Dystopian

A post-apocalyptic world, race wars, black magic, the end of the world - or if you like it a little sweeter, pepper in a love against all odds, against all rules. This world is yours to form.

October 28th: Wildcard

Go wild. Feral!Derek or tooth-rotting fluff, take your pick. You get to choose whatever you would like to write for this day. Surprise us!

October 29th: Soulmates

Whether you believe in the red string of fate that ties hearts together, or that souls are one half of a whole constantly seeking for the other part of themselves, this challenge is about the sense of belonging that Derek and Stiles feel with one another. Some even believe we have several soulmates in our lives… best friends, lovers and family. Whatever your interpretation may be, we’d love to see it.

October 30th: Pack/Emissary

Ever wondered what would’ve happened if Stiles became an emissary for the Hale clan? Or wanted to explore the adventures of Derek and Stiles as part of Scott’s pack… or even their own pack? Don’t feel limited to Teen Wolf canon, though. Let your imagination roam free and interpret Pack and Emissary any which way you like.

October 31st: Halloween

It’s Halloween, the celebration of all things magical, haunter and otherworldy! That one night of the year when the supernatural seems only a heartbeat away, when kids roam the streets and go trick-or-treating, and friends gather to tell ghost stories. Show us in any way you like how Stiles and Derek are spending their Halloween this year. We hope you have a magical, spooky Halloween too!