#werewolf!mike au? check

[bylertruther]

the byIer fandom really is a hivemind bc every time i think i came up with a cool fic idea i'll eventually see posts or fics from other writers spring up showing tht we all had the same exact idea down to even the same exact nitty-gritty details and headcanons for them without ever interacting with each other at all. like... bro. 💀 We're Connected..

[frankenfawn]

Hi!!!! This is my entry for the Reddiesance 5 Year Anniversary Event!!!!! please check out the other amazing artists and writers for this event in the #reddiesance tag!!!

this was originally meant to be a monster high losers club au, but now its just a monster au :)

eddie's a frankenmonster, mike is a satyr, stanley is a gargoyle, bill and georgie are ghosts, rich is a werewolf, ben's a yeti, and bev is a fire elemental!!

bonus gorgon kay, mermaid audra, and dryad patty:

[renegade-diamonds]

oh, sorry! lmao fair. the monster hunter au is the one where Robin is friends with Steve, Jonathan and Nancy but they kinda 'abandon' her and she's targeted by Vecna while they're away; they come back but the friendship is basically over now and Robin starts investigating stuff on her own... the omegaverse au is that one where ronance is married and they have a baby together, and Nancy goes on a trip for her work and ends up sleeping with another woman and Robin kinda finds out while going through her luggage. (sorry if this is rushed/confusing, just wanted to focus on the main points so you could maybe differentiate which aus i'm talking about lol)

Oh yeah, I got you.

Monster Hunter AU - Prior to Nancy, Steve, Jonathan, and the rest of the Party leaving, Robin has some pretty bad fights with Nancy and Steve.

Hopper tells them Robin won't be safe if they stay friends with her now (his first wife and child were killed by revenge-seeking werewolves in this AU), so they're forced to cut ties pretty dramatically in order to prevent Robin from trying to track them down. Things get ugly. It's known that Robin has somewhat of a fledging crush on Nancy by this point (although Nancy doesn't acknowledge it because comphet's got her and she doesn't want to lose Robin if things get awkward). Steve and Nancy are still exes, but the breakup was a lot more mutual. Steve knows Robin likes Nancy- he was the first one she came out to, so Robin's heartbroken when she finds out they're 'dating' again (it's fake- fake, fake, fake).

Nancy has to say some ugly things in order to make it believable, and she barely can bring herself to do it. Robin leaves that night in tears, comes back the next day to try and make things right, only to find out Nancy (and Mike) went and moved to some secret boarding school for the next year and a half.

Robin falls into the monster-hunting business after her mother is killed protecting her. She learns from Eddie (who's uncle is a retired hunter), and they track down the werewolf that killed her mother. That is Robin's first official kill. She becomes known as 'The Ghost' in the Hunter world, because no one knows who she is and she got training outside of traditional means.

When Steve and Nancy return with the others, they have no idea just how much Robin's been through in their absence. They thought she was safe. It breaks their hearts when they find out the truth, and it takes a long time for the older teens to work out their complicated friendships. Robin isn't very forgiving of them at first- she hates them. But she wants to stop Vecna, and she works with them to make that so. Along the way, they start to open up to each other again.

Angsty Infidelity ABO AU

So, this one's going to be a bit shorter since I haven't thought too much about it compared to the others, and it's getting a bit late lmfao.

BUT I WILL DELIVER!

Amazingly, Robin doesn't immediately demand a divorce when she discovers the used condom wrapper. She merely directs Nancy to sleep in the guest room and reminds her to check on Hope (their daughter) before going to bed. Then she turns away, pushes Nancy's stuff to the far side of their mattress, and sinks into the plush bedding.

Nancy listens to her instructions without a complaint. She doesn't want to leave without talking, without fixing this. But she doesn't know what to do. She cheated- she betrayed Robin's trust in the worst way possible. Her beautiful precious omega- the mother of her child- and she fucking cheated on her.

The next few days are tense. Robin barely speaks to her. She avoids her. Nancy gives her space; she takes care of Hope, she allows Robin all the time she needs to process, to decide what she wants done.

Finally, after a week, Robin informs her that she wants to go to marriage counseling- that she wants to hear the full story about what happened. She wants the truth, and if Nancy doesn't meet her conditions then their relationship will never go back to normal.

Nancy can't believe she's not divorcing her- she thanks God that Robin's not leaving- that she's getting a second chance.

But then she asks why- "Why would you stay with me?"

Robin looks at her with such sad eyes, with such hurt and anger in her gaze. She's never looked at Nancy like that- she's never made her feel so small.

Robin explains that she's been out of work for nearly a year now. She's dependent on Nancy's income- they have a child that's not even a year old together. She can't divorce her; she still loves Nancy, but in all frankness, she's merely stuck with her at the moment. Robin wants to make things work- she wants to know what she did wrong, why she wasn't good enough for Nancy to stay loyal.

Nothing's ever broken Nancy's heart quite like hearing those words. She rushes to explain- to tell Robin that she's the weak one, not her. She betrayed Robin, she let her down. She wasn't the alpha Robin needed, and this was the result of it.

In the end, they agree to counseling- they agree to trying to fix things. Nancy knows she has a problem now- she knows she needs help. She'll do whatever she can to save her family, but the journey to forgiveness is long, and Nancy has a lot of work to do if Robin's ever going to truly forgive her.

[anonymous-dentist]

Anything tazercraft?

A supernatural au that's extremely pre-canon to my silly werewolf fic:

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Pac wakes up naked in a sewer and, honestly, it isn't the weirdest place he's woken up in after a night out.

What's actually weird is the half-dressed man sitting cross-legged next to him playing Minecraft on his iPad.

"Um," says Pac, "Hello?"

The other man looks at him over the rims of his glasses. "Yeah, hi, give me a second."

Pac, without anything else to do, does as he's told. He takes the opportunity to look around the sewer for his clothes, but he comes up with nothing. Then he tries looking for his phone and finds... nothing again. Then he finds the huge gaping bleeding oozing bite mark on his hand and he thinks, Oh, whoops.

"You wouldn't happen to be that dog from last night, would you?" Pac asks.

The man fumbles his iPad so badly that he falls into lava in the game. He looks positively crestfallen.

"I'm not a dog," he pouts, looking at Pac properly for the first time. "We're in Brazil, dude, who turns into dogs here?"

Pac shrugs. He leans back on his hands casually, not really caring about how naked he is or how he's probably wallowing in enough diseases to kill a lesser man. Nothing can kill him now!

"Sometimes the Europeans do," Pac replies. "But, uh, just making sure, I'm not gonna get Hepatitis down here, am I?"

"Probably not, but I haven't really... checked?" The man blinks, confused. "You're taking this pretty calmly, you know. That's weird."

Pac shrugs again. "I'll probably freak out later. I'm Pac, by the way. I figured you should know because we're, like, a pack now or something."

The man huffs out a nervous little laugh with a small smile. "Yeah, sure. I'm Mike. Yeah."

It's then that Mike seems to notice that Pac is actually literally and legitimately entirely naked and he flushes a bright red from his head to his toes. He brings his iPad up so that it's covering his face.

"I knew I forgot something!" he wheezes. "I'll be... hold on."

Mike rushes off, presumably to an exit to go and find Pac some clothes. Pac watches him go happily. Hell yeah.

A pack of lobisomem. A pac(k) of lobisomem. Awesome!

[deandoesthingstome]

Fanfic Writer Wednesday

This week, I want to spend some time talking with you about @catierambles .

It's possible you aren't familiar with her writing, but I hope you take a look at her masterlist.

I haven't read everything on it, and unfortunately, some of the stories I fell in love with seem to be on a hiatus. Which is no big deal. Writers go through periods. We get ideas. We have plans. Characters laugh at us.

Currently, I am absolutely LOVING Feral Instincts. Have you seen Werewolf AUs before? Probably. Read Reverse Harems? Likely. But there is something really unique and interesting about this series, and I really hope Catie (it's Catie, right? If not, please correct me) manages to wrestle all the bits and pieces of it under control so that she can tell the whole story cause it's fascinating.

I really enjoy so many of her ideas. They are witty and unique and hold a lot of promise.

Fair warning: Catie isn't into RPF for her own very valid reasons. So The Man himself is off limits and not on the list. This isn't a problem, you understand. I just want you to be prepared and primed to respect that decision.

She DOES have some Walter, Sy, August, Charles, Clark, Geralt, Mike, and Napoleon. Only a few of these series, (like Chimera with Sy that I should absolutely check out!) appears to be complete, but that doesn't mean with some encouragement and love she wouldn't find her way to another bout of inspiration that just might tip the scale to finished.

Like maybe for Shades, a Walter x Vampire!OFC that might have been the first thing that caught my attention.

You know what? Why not give it a try? Check out the list, read through a few, click like if you do, and maybe even write a few words of praise or reblog with comments. You really never know what could come of it.

As always...

[grizzledyoungimpact]

The Ghost Of You

Whumpuary 2024 January 13-14th, 2024 "I didn't know where else to go"/Brusies/Drugged "Flash" Morgan Webster/Mark Andrews Supernatural AU

The floorboards of the apartment creaked and Morgan Webster knew that he was not alone.

It was silly to think that he might be, after all, Morgan knew the truth about the world that surrounded him. He had known the true nature of the world since the 1960's when the redhead he met in a seedy little club with his friends had dug her fangs into his neck and altered his life forever. Now here he sat in the living area of his flat, hearing the floorboards creak like they had every night for the past two years.

Two years that had truly made the eternity he was living through feel like eternity.

It had been two years since the death of one of his fellow countrymen, a lad he had befriended named Mark Andrews. The official report had read animal attack. Something had slashed the young man to ribbons. Morgan knew the truth, he had seen the marks one too many times in his years of unliving. The animal that attacked Mark wasn't fully animal, nor was it fully human. Mark had been mauled by a werewolf.

Mark had been mauled by their friend Maddox Lovell in his first change.

The little group of friends hadn't spoken since the funeral. For Maddox, he felt too much guilt and grief for his unwilling actions. He took off in the dead of night, followed by his younger brother Harlow and a were-pig, a Grondr in his people's tongue, named Mike. The pixie that Mark and Morgan had always affectionately called their daughter, a young woman named Dani, had retreated back to whichever of the fae court's she served in her sadness. The last of the group to leave had been Mark's partner at the time of his death, the only human in the group, a man named Eddie Dennis. With the man he had loved so much gone, Eddie had fallen fast into despair and then into madness. These days he worked as a hunter of the supernatural, aiming for revenge against Maddox. For the first time, Morgan was truly alone.

Or he should have been alone.

The creaking of the floorboards down the hall echoed once again and Morgan's eyes shifted from the television towards the sound. In the beginning, he had told himself that the noise was simply the house settling. The more often he had heard the noise, he had simply come to the conclusion that it was a phantom or poltergeist of some kind. Morgan had never checked the noises when he heard them, but tonight something seemed to compel him to do so.

He moved towards the spare bedroom, a chill coming over him. He didn't have blood to run cold, it shouldn't be possible. He tossed the bedroom door open, blinking incredulously at the sight before him. It was a shimmering outline of blue, but it was an outline that he knew. He knew those charming blue eyes. He knew that shy grin as the figured stuffed its hands into spectral pockets. It was a casual figure of blue light, as light as he had been in life.

"Mark?" Morgan let out a little sound of sadness. If he were human, he would have begun to cry, "Mark...how...wha'..."

"I didn't know where else to go," Mark admitted. His voice sounded as if it were a million miles away, but somehow also too close, a whisper in Morgan's ear. The only difference in death than he had been in life, other than the voice, was the set of claw marks across his otherwise boyish face, "I...Eddie can't see me. I tried, but he thinks I'm a hallucination. He wasn't listenin' to me..."

"I can see ya, Mark," Morgan moved in to hug his friend. Morgan's cold skin passed right through the figure in front of him and he felt himself almost lose balance, "We...we'll figure it out. We'll talk to him. We'll stop him."

[bullet-prooflove]

Mike Dodds Masterlist

Mike Dodds x Reader:

Mental Health Check - Mike checks in on you.

His Brother’s Keeper - You have an altercation with Mike’s brother.

Mike Loves… (NSFW) - Mike loves getting his hands on you

Sunday Morning With Mike Dodds - Sunday mornings with Mike.

Living With Mike Dodds - What it’s like to live with Mike.

Casual (NSFW) - Mike and you decide to keep it casual.

Fatherhood - William watches over Mike in the aftermath of the shooting.

If Today Was Your Last Day (NSFW) - Mike and you spend his last day together.

Spontaneous (NSFW) - Mike gives you a spontaneous wake up call.

Giving (NSFW) - Mike Dodds is a giver.

Unspoken - In the aftermath of the Munson shooting, Mike struggles to recover both physically and mentally.

Blood Bane - Werewolf AU - Mike’s wolf pushes him too far.

Spark - Mike & you discuss the importance of spark in a relationship.

Squad Finding Out You’re Dating Mike Dodds

Mike Dodds Dating a Grad Student

Sleepless In New York - You & Mike fall into old habits.

‘Are These Good Tears?’ - Mike returns from the dead.

Don’t Touch Me - Mike suffers at the hands of his captors.

5 Sentences Game:

Laughing with my feet in your lap

Tangled up with you all night

"You can't just make decisions like this without asking me!"

Mike’s NSFW Dirty Alphabet:

The Whole Alphabet

Quiet

Sleeping with the Boss Series - Can be read as stand alone or as part of a series

Part One: Sleeping with the Boss - You leave Mike in bed.

Part Two: The Morning After - You & Mike navigate the morning after.

Ex!Mike Series - Can be read as stand alone or part of a series

Part One: See You Again - Mike starts working in SVU

Part Two: Expectations - Mike knows what people think of him.

Part Three: Coffee Break - You & Mike talk.

Part Four: Liar - You tell Mike the truth about why you left him.

UC!Mike Series - Can be read as stand alone or as part of a series

Part One: Left Behind - Mike returns from his UC assigment.

Part Two: Reflection - Mike reflects on the past.

Part Three: Blue - Your life gets alot more complicated.

Part Four: Out In The Cold - Mike is left out in the cold when you are forced to reveal your pregnancy.

Part Five: Best Laid Plans - Mike and you make an agreement.

[hellfireclubofficial]

𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟

concept board | soundtrack

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 -> youre the only person who knows eddie's big secret- well, you, your little brother dustin, and all of his friends.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 -> 7.6k

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 -> eddie munson x henderson!reader, gender neutral!reader

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 -> werewolf au, starts angsty, gets fluffy, gets kinda smutty, gets angsty again, and the cycle repeats bc im unstoppable, lots of cursing, ex boyfriend!steve, secret relationship trope, weapons, lots of blood mentions, little bit of violence (?), unexplicit depictions of sex (id rate it like 17+), eddie being a little shit, henderson sibling dynamic for the win, robin and steve dicking around, let me know if i missed anything. i havent even read the full thing myself bc im scared

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 -> thank you all for being so patient with me while i pulled this out of my ass. love you guys for real <3 be sure to check out the concept board and playlist linked at the top too !! i think theyre cool and i have decent opinions

saturday

by the time you arrived, the group had already debriefed, and they looked at you with the same mixture of concern and confusion that ted and karen did when you knocked on their door.

the stairs creaked with every careful step you took. it was difficult to make a subtle entrance when you were possibly several hours late to a meeting that was, evidently, very urgent. the fear that pulsed through your body when your mother relayed a message to you from your brother, one that was A) not particularly kind and B) possibly dooming.

"you look like shit," dustin noted when he saw the smudges of dirt on your jeans, paired with the dried blood on your hands and the bits of twigs in your hair, "and way to be on time. does 'code red' mean nothing to you?"

"i dont carry a walkie with me everywhere, dustin," you narrowed your eyes at him, an action to which he responded with a middle finger, "i actually have a life."

"is that why you look like you slept in a cave?" dustin smiled proudly at his taunt, but he made a fair point. suddenly, you became extra aware of just how disheveled your hair was, and you tried to dust some of the mud from your pants.

if it were just dustin, youd have left him thinking that, yeah, you did sleep in a cave, but everyone was there: lucas, max, nancy, robin, and even steve, whom you hadnt really spoken to all that much since things went south between the two of you. in all fairness, he didn't look too pleased to be there, either, nor did he look like he was going to put up with your bullshit. his arms were permanently crossed as he loomed in the corner, leaning on the arm of the couch and as far from you as he could get.

"im sorry that im late, guys, really, but-"

"but nothing," steve interjected, "no offense, y/n, but we have bigger problems than your midnight scavenger hunt or whatever the hell you were doing."

"i dont think thats true, but okay," you breathed a laugh before realizing that everyone was staring you down, and not in a haha-y/n-is-making-a-joke way- they were burning holes in you. your laugh got caught in your throat, "wait, bigger how?"

nancy scooted her chair at the small table over to make room for you, and, as you stepped down off the stairs, the items on the table became clearer: a bear trap, a torch, a shotgun, and a new can of farah fawcett spray.

"the demogorgon is back," max sighed, not breaking eye contact with you, no matter how many times your eyes flickered from hers to the weapons on the table, "i heard it last night near my place, and mike and nancy said they heard it here, as well."

"it was loud," nancy piped up after you looked to her for confirmation, "scratching around, but it was different somehow."

"we think, maybe, one got left behind when joyce closed the gate and, i dont know, adapted to hawkins," robin lifted and dropped her palms onto the tabletop in confusion.

you were confused, too. you watched all the creatures from the upside down shrivel up and turn to dust as soon as the gate began to close, so it didnt make sense for one to somehow adapt. slowly, you began to put the pieces together, weaving flashes from the previous night together to realize what was actually going on. it frightened you to your core.

before you could open your mouth to speak, steve reached for the can of hairspray, shaking it vigorously back and forth, just how it says to in the directions printed on the back, "maybe the son of a bitch hibernated. now its hungry, and im not gonna wait around for it to eat."

talk erupted of plans to set up a trap in both locations, stakeouts, buying ammunition, getting gasoline for the fire trails- you tried to interject, but kept getting talked over.

"i say we go to max's tonight, since she heard it first," lucas added.

"guys-"

"yeah, this demogorgon is going down," dustin chimed in, handing lucas his trusty slingshot from the table, "for real this time."

"hold on, guys-"

"were gonna need bait," robin said, more like asked, cocking her head towards steve who replied with a series of small nods and a snap in her direction, "oh, yep! were gonna need a shit ton of raw meat."

"that wasnt a demogorgon," you finally croaked, loud enough to shut everyone up. it helped that you also moved from your place at the table and back to the stairs, blocking steve from his impromptu grocery run. the step gave you the height advantage over him, "that was something else, someone."

silence is hard to read. did they believe you? did they think you were messing with them? you liked to have fun, but not during a code red. that meant nothing to them. being late erased any form of reliability you had left, and everyone was too serious to give you the benefit of the doubt. especially steve.

"thats very funny, y/n," he gave you a fake smile, gentle eyes squinted and determined. you knew if you didnt move, hed move you, pick you up by your shoulders and slide right by you.

"im not joking, steve," you said, squaring , "i usually am, but not this time."

it was never easy keeping secrets, let alone secrets about secrets.

"what do you mean, 'someone?'" asked nancy, her brows furrowed, and rightfully so with all the nonsense you just spilled in front of her, in front of everyone.

"the sound you guys heard last night wasnt a demogorgon," you restated, taking a deep breath before finishing, "it was eddie."

voices in unison exclaimed, confused, "munson?"

it was important to note the way steves jaw tensed at the mere mention of his name. he had always been the jealous type, and its exactly why you broke up with him. sweet little steve turned into a major pain in your ass. maybe it was because he liked you, or maybe it was because he just hated everyone else. you liked him better as a friend anyhow.

and it was good, too, since you two had a common factor: dustin. your little brother was also one of his closest friends, in the least weird way. it was how you met steve, through dustin, but it was also how you met eddie.

steve breathed a laugh, almost a scoff, and turned his back to you, a reaction you would have never predicted. he threw his hands up in defeat, landing them on his hips, "alright."

your face contorted with confusion, "really?"

"no, y/n," steve turned back around to you, briefly startling you and, clearly, everyone else in the room. the air became a little thicker, like fog as you held your breath. he laughed again, "hell no."

"you honestly want me to believe that eddie 'the freak' munson is running around on all fours in the goddamn woods growling and shit like a demogorgon?" steve asked, nearly choking on a laugh in the middle of his sentence. his hands waved when he talked, motioning towards the window before they found themselves back on his waist.

every eye in the room was either widened as far as it could stretch or covered with a disappointed palm. they thought you were lying, your friends. you were never one to lie, ever. a fib here or there for comedic effect, maybe, but a bold faced lie was not on your list of tricks. all you could do was dig.

"more like a, uh," you gulped, "demo-dog."

"jesus christ," steve mumbled and rubbed his temples.

the room filled with sighs and similar muttered exclamations of irritation as it typically did when you suggested a theory. in all fairness, you werent always right on the money, but this was different. you didnt blame them for not believing you, though.

"y/n, im going to need you to be a little bit clearer," robin sat up straight in her chair, giving you her best comforting and patient smile, "about the dog part, i mean."

"yeah, a lot clearer," steve added, "because i dont think i like what im thinking."

you crossed your arms over your chest under all the scrutiny, "steve, i know it sounds crazy, but-"

"crazy?," steve laughed, running a hand through his hair, one of his more admirable habits, "no, crazy doesnt cut it. honestly, the image of him doing that for fun is not that outlandish, but if youre trying to tell me eddie munson is a werewolf, y/n, youre out of your mind."

it was a tense moment, then and there, with steve teetering even closer to hating your guts and everyone else terrified of possibly feeling the same. all you could do was shrug, uncrossing your arms, wiping your sweaty palms on your pants, and striping the dried mud with new moisture. you sighed,

"then i guess im out of my mind, harrington."

friday

youd never been to the hideout before. social gatherings of any kind werent really your scene unless they had to be. in fact, the smell of the hideout alone was enough to keep you away, a thick fog of sweat, booze, and smoke. it crawled under the door as you pulled it open and stepped inside.

it was small, intimate, despite the weekend drinkers that packed in like sardines. there was quite a bigger crowd than the usual five that hung around on tuesdays, or so youd been told. the soft hum of conversations floated over of the sound of microphone feedback as you wove your way closer to the front of the room.

showing up was a last minute decision. your friday nights are best spent in your bed, alone, and in something much more comfortable than the clothes you were wearing. you pinched yourself every time you picked up an item of clothing and thought about whether or not eddie would like it, as if he didnt drool over you regardless. still, you dressed to impress, and it worked.

"holy shit," eddie deadpanned as he stepped off the shallow drop from the stage onto the main floor, his hair bouncing off his sweat soaked shoulders as he trotted to you, "look who finally decided to show. you missed, like, most of the set by the way."

"wait, actually," his eyes lit up as he raised a finger into the air in faux contemplation, dismissing the thoughts just as fast as they arrived, "you know what- i dont even care. just glad youre here."

that was a bit of an exaggeration- you were only twenty minutes late. when you made it to the front, eddie was lost in his own version of reality, fingers dancing on wires. thats how you knew he didnt notice the exact time you arrived. when he played, he ditched the old picture-everyone-in-their-underwear stagefright trick and opt for something a little bit stranger, as expected. he told you about it once, and you tried to forget. but, alas, something that absurd was permanently seared into your mind.

it made it kind of difficult to support him from the front row when you knew he was picturing you as a centaur.

"i didnt want you to mentally horse-ify my bottom half," you protested. eddie gasped, clutching his chest dramatically.

"ill have you know, y/n, i dont do that anymore," he said, "ive matured. grown, as a person."

he leaned a little closer to you, his stray curls tickling your skin at such proximity, sending goosebumps down your arms. "i've moved onto minotaurs."

you smacked his arm, and he stuck his tongue out at you before rustling the top of your hair with his hand. he quickly flipped his wrists towards you, flashing you two middle fingers as he backed toward the stage again. you shot him one of your own in return.

he was truly in his element up there, no denying it. his passion was so evident in the way he moved that you could hardly pull your eyes from him, no one could. it was entirely possible you were eyeing him a little more intently than the old drunk guys next to you. maybe just a little, though.

you waited outside after the show. it rained while you were inside, so there was hardly any relief when you exited one humid space to another. the parking lot was riddled with pothole puddles and oil slick rainbows under the street lamps. the clouds were thick in the sky, so much that it almost scared you. the moon was lost, the only indicator of her a shallow ring of white seeping through the slate of grey. you busied yourself kicking rocks in the parking space next to eddies van until the moment he was within view.

as he got closer, you could see his forehead was damp with sweat, his curls sticking to the sides of his face. with his guitar case draped over his shoulder, he waved his arm in your direction despite being only a couple feet from you.

"you guys were amazing," you beamed, closing the distance between the two of you and following him the rest of the way to the van.

"you think so?" eddie smirked. he opened the sliding door of the van and placed his guitar gently in the back, clearing the empty cups, papers, and ashes on the floor to make room.

you hummed in response, "mhm."

"well," he said in harmony with the clicking of the door back into place and grabbed you by your hips, gently backing you against the side of the vehicle, "you looked amazing. look... look amazing."

you could feel the mix of rain droplets and dew that remained on the side of the van through the back of your shirt, but the heat beneath eddies fingers distracted you from the chill that managed to cling to everything in the humid, post-rain air. your arms snaked up and around the back of his neck, your fingers threading into the mess of his hair. you struggled to maintain eye contact with him for several reasons, but mainly because his lips were so inviting. plump, dark pink, and a little swollen from being tucked between his teeth all evening.

his eyes never left yours, though, even when they abandoned his face entirely to scan the activity in the parking lot. he knew what you were doing, and he sighed, shaking the hair from his view before softly clearing his throat.

"y/n," he brought a hand to your cheek, his rings soothing against your flushed skin, "you know what im going to say."

this thumb dragged gently across your cheek, ghosting your lip.

"im just checking," you said, your voice higher in defense, "can never be too careful."

"you can and you are," he mimicked your defensive tone and brought his other hand from your waist to the other side of your face, now cupping your cheeks, "just once, i want to kiss you in semi-public, preferably in daylight but im not picky, without you thinking about steve. youre going to summon him."

"i just worry," you placed your hands over eddies wrists, "about you. about him. about everything, really."

his lips turned up, ever so slightly, at your sentiment, his eyes glossed over and shining like syrup in the orange hued lights. eddie took a step closer to you, pressing your body against his, and he craned his neck, hovering his lips above yours. he let your lips brush over his, smirking when he pulled back and brought you with him, chasing them.

"i love that you care about my wellbeing, y/n," eddie muttered, his breath a phantom on your tongue with how close he was to your mouth, "but i am going to kiss you, right here, right now... and i dont even care if harrington kicks my ass."

youd never imagined that you would be making out with eddie munson, pressed up against his shitty van, let alone writhing under his touch, enjoying it. he let his hands fall from your face, one of them resting on the side of your neck and the other providing him with some leverage against the metal siding of his van.

he told you once about how you make him weak in the knees, but you didnt realize how literal he was being until you grazed his bottom lip with your teeth and felt him tremble against you.

"you," eddie breathed, pressing a heavy and needy kiss to your lips, one you thought would bruise if it had been any longer, "you drive me fucking crazy."

hastily, he placed another kiss on your lips, nearly missing them. you couldnt help but smile into it, smile at how he was kissing you like youd melt away in his hands. maybe youd evaporate and turn into a cloud, or hed kiss you so hard youd seep into the side of his van and hed have no choice but to wash it more than once a year to keep you sparkling.

"how about you," you wrapped your arms around eddies neck, pulling yourself up to his ear and whispering, "drive us to your place."

letting eddie drive you anywhere under normal circumstances was a death wish in itself since he was notorious for basically breaking all traffic laws at least once a week, sometimes for fun. youd never seen him drive so fast. never before had you felt the need to use the little handle above the window, but your knuckles were white around both the handle and eddies hand as he turned too wide around curves and crossed solid lines and whipped it into his driveway with such an abrupt stop that the screech of his tires woke the neighbors dog.

"ah, shut up," he shouted over his shoulder and across the road, pushing the door open and stepping out of the way, "after you."

you stepped through his doorway for what felt like the hundredth time. youd only grown close to eddie within the last few months, and youd been romantic with him for even less. dustin was the one to introduce you after eddie had bugged him about you one too many times. youd noticed him before that, though, sneaking glances at you when youd pick dustin up from hellfire and hiding his blush under a strand of hair hed pull across his face.

the last thing you expected eddie munson to be was shy, but he was putty in your hands.

he was nothing like everyone made him out to be, including steve who had deemed him "the freak." steve wasnt a bad guy by any means. he rebounded onto you after things went south between him and nancy, and you knew it wouldnt last. it was possible that his only flaw was his jealousy. you couldnt talk to anyone without him feeling a little insecure. thats all he did, though, was feel insecure and make you miserable for it, and you didnt want eddie to face the consequences of your actions, no matter how out of character those consequences would be for steve harrington.

eddies uncles mug collection rattled against the wooden shelf when he pulled the door to behind him, rubbing his hands together mischievously as he scooted his feet towards you. an evil smile tugged at his lips when he moved swiftly past you, ignoring your outstretched arms and continuing his scoot to the fridge.

"check this out, babe," his voice was muffled from inside the appliance, buried under the rustling of items and the clinking of glass bottles, "actually, no. close your eyes first."

it could have been anything. youd have been lying if youd said you weren't mildly terrified of what he was pulling from his fridge. your arms fell limp at your sides, fists clenched to conceal the sweat that was glistening on your palms. with your eyes squeezed shut, you could only hear the door rattle as it fell closed closed.

anytime eddie had you close your eyes to build suspense, he would check to see if you were peeking, catching glimpses through your lashes.

"how many fingers am i holding up?" eddie asked after waving an open hand over your closed eyes, the air dusting over your cheeks.

"one."

"fuck you," eddie spat, "are you cheating right now?"

you laughed at how genuinely offended he was that you guessed it right. although, it was impossible to get wrong. "its always one, eddie. literally always."

if you knew that if you had opened your eyes, you would have seen him standing, mystery object tucked under his arm with all his weight on one leg and a grand gesture on display in front of your face: his middle finger.

"yeah, okay," he sighed in defeat, "just open your eyes, cheater."

this might have been the first time youd opened your eyes and been actually surprised. usually it was a freshly rolled blunt or something you left behind that you asked him to return to you-- things you expected. this time, it was different, and a smile found itself on every corner of your face.

eddie held a glass bottle by the cap with one hand, the other gesturing beneath it like a shelf, metal clad fingers wiggling in sync with his eyebrows. his smile was tucked between his teeth.

"picked it up just for you, sweetheart," he said before ceasing all animation, deadpanning when you didnt immediately say something, "it is your favorite, right? i didnt... make that up or something?"

"no, it is," you smiled, gently taking the bottle of soda from his hands and flashing him softened eyes, "thanks."

"i couldnt finish mine," eddie confessed, rocking on his heels as you twisted the metal cap away, letting an exaggerated shiver rack his shoulders.

"didnt like it?" you wiped your lips on the back of your hand.

"shits disgusting, y/n," he held back a fake gag, "tastes like fizzy piss."

you raised your eyebrows at him, "and youd know?"

"id know."

the liquid in the bottom half of your bottle sloshed around as you followed eddie down the hallway, watching the bounce of his hair dwindle to nothing when he reached the door. everything seemed to make noise over there, the floors squeaked, the lights buzzed. it didnt help that eddie mimicked every sound he heard, a high pitched voice ringing with the creak of his bedroom door as he pushed it open.

you werent sure that he even had a lightbuld in the ceiling light. his room was always dark, always still. the blinds in his window were broken, though, so the yellow glow from the street lamps bled through.

"oh, wow, munson," you smirked at him, picking up a pair of dirty underwear from the foot of his bed, "did you clean up for me?"

he was quick to snatch it from between your pinched fingers and stuff it in his closet, kicking the pile of laundry he scrambled to hide from you before you noticed it back into the small space.

"for sure, babe," he breathed a laugh, shrugging, "yeah, i cleaned... mopped and shit."

you raised your eyebrows, glancing down at his carpeted floors, "mhm."

eddies room was usually messy, but you could hardly tell unless you took careful notice of the clothes in the floor. his walls were cluttered with posters and random paper clippings, like a collage of his personality: movie tickets, parking tickets, and every test he got an F on, which, honestly, was most of them. honorable mentions include his guitar hanging from the mirror and a paper desk calendar duct taped to the wall beside his headboard, detailing the global holidays and farmers almanac harvesting and planting times.

"could you be anymore obvious, eds?" you breathed a laugh, tracing the scribbles on the calendar with the tip of your finger.

"what," eddie said rather quickly, like you startled him. he looked up from the floor where he was still trying to force clothes into the closet.

"phases of the moon," you smirked, feeling the ridges of the sketches before whispering, "real subtle."

eddie pulled the accordian style closet doors closed as you continued behind him, standing up and turning to face you with his hands strategically placed on his hips, "should i write a reminder for your grooming appointment next week? behavioral training?"

"honestly, y/n," he motioned towards himself, from his head to his toes, "do i look like i need either of those?"

you closed the gap between the two of you, stepping over the bits of laundry he missed in his last minute cleaning frenzy, and raked your fingers through the sides of his hair, smoothing out the curls that were sticking out. you whispered, "i dont think i should answer that."

"youre mean," eddies lips were turned downward in a slight pout before his gentle expression dissolved entirely, "wipe that shit-eating grin off your face."

your eyes held onto his, "why dont you?"

you pulled that confidence directly out of your ass. shaking hands became steadied by his shoulders as his lips melted onto yours. you would have never admitted how badly you wanted eddie munson, but here you were, settled on his lap, pulling his tshirt over his head and bursting at the seams to feel his lips on your skin. you smoothed your fingers over the black lines on his chest and arms, even one you discovered on his hip. he hissed through his teeth as you pressed your lips to the ink on his forearm, up his bicep, his shoulder, and trailed up his neck. lips parted, breath growing heavier.

his fingertips dug into your thighs on either side of him, pulling you closer to him. as if it were even possible, as if your chests werent adhered with sweat. he looked so beautiful like this, a mess. his hair was plastered to his forehead and his chest heaved, shining even in the dull overhead of his room. he seemed to glow when he would sweat, something that you strived to see every time you ended up like this. it was the only benefit of his room having zero air flow.

one thing about eddie munson: he was a biter. oral fixation for days. hed bite your neck, licking stripes over the red trails his teeth left, bite your wrists to taste the bitter sting of your perfume. hed bite your lips. that was your guilty pleasure with him, going so slow when youd kiss him that hed take control. he couldnt stand it.

you decided, this time, to try it on him instead. you wrapped the hair at the base of his neck around your fingers and tilted his head back, exposing his pretty neck.

"h-holy fucking shit," eddie managed to breathe out when he felt your teeth scrape down the side of his neck. his grip on you tightened, hips bucking up for any friction he could get, "please, do that again."

you dragged your tongue up the length of his neck, placing tiny kisses along his jaw and up to his lips, where he was eager to taste you, resisting the hold you had on his hair to chase your lips. you caved; you had to. eddie moaned softly into your mouth when he felt your teeth sting at his lip, soothing the area with your tongue.

what happened next was unexpected, but not the strangest thing that could have happened. especially given what youd witnessed the past couple of years. in fact, you should have been more concerned when you felt a sharp pain in your legs, like knives were pricking your flesh. you gasped against eddies mouth and pulled back, breaking a kiss that left a trail of bright red spit from his lips to yours. blood. your blood, and it was pooling in your gums, gushing from two minor gashes in your bottom lip.

you covered your mouth with your free hand, releasing eddies hair when you glanced down at how much blood had actually been drawn. no big deal, you thought, this is fine.

and it was. until you looked down even further and saw the curved, thick nails that adorned the tips of eddies fingers, the nails that were partially sunken into your flesh. having your lips bitten off was a risk you took every time you kissed eddie, but the sight of his claws in your thighs set you off just a teensy bit.

slowly, you raised your head, breath trembling to match your shaking hands, and met his gaze where he was staring at you with unadulterated horror. his usual dark eyes were glowing a dim amber, and they were glossed over with tears.

"i...," eddies voice was soft and wavering as he gulped, "im sorry."

saturday

"no way you did the devils tango with eddie," dustin deadpanned, his hands clasped over his mouth in disgust. similar reactions plagued the table of people surrounding you, with lucas pretending to retch behind him and mike plugging his ears with his fingers. they all sat and listened contently to a certain point. apparently, you were a pacer, so you moved over every available inch of the wheelers basement while you recounted the previous nights events.

everyone was more shocked by the fact that you were hooking up with eddie munson and less shocked that he was a fucking werewolf.

"im gonna be sick," max buried her head in the bend of her arm.

"when i said to tell us everything," robins hands were scrunched in her hair while her elbows rested on the table, "i didnt mean... everything."

you shrugged, "im thorough."

"thats a word for it," steve rolled his eyes, "what happened next?"

"of course youd want to know," dustin snickered, and steve smacked the bill of his hat. steve looked to you for clarity.

"i just mean," he ran a hand through his hair, "somehow eddie ended up in the woods and y/n looks like shit."

"wow thanks," you snarled your nose at him, but he was right. youd never tell him, though, "it gets a little blurry here."

you explained it to them, and it sounded even more absurd the second time around. eddie was just as freaked out about the whole thing as you, maybe even more.

"he cleaned me up," you said, "you know, gave me bandaids and shit for my legs. ive known about it for a while, but he said that his lycanthropy had been dormant way past the time it should have activated. he just assumed it skipped him, which made sense to me. you know, like, how diseases skip a generation, but this disease has no cure and it makes you, like, a dog."

"oh yeah, y/n," max laughed, throwing her hands in the air in defeat, "total sense."

"he thinks it only got activated because he was... excited," everyone gagged, covering their faces to sheild you from their obvious disgust, "can you guys be mature, please?"

"the adrenaline," nancy chimed in over top of the younger kids snickering, "it could have triggered his fight or flight or something."

lucas leaned into the huddle of boys, "more like fight or bite," and max smacked the back of his head.

"i think its the drugs," steve rested his weight on the stair railing beside of you, "dudes always stoned. or drunk. could have altered the way his brain received the triggers or whatever."

it wasnt a bad idea, and there werent exactly scientific studies on the adverse effects of substances on lycanthropy. steve harringtons shot in the dark was the best you had to go on.

"wait, so, where is eddie right now?" dustin asked, smacking lucas's arm after he said something else. you couldnt hear it, but it was probably stupid.

youd wondered the same thing as you were trekking through the flora and fauna of hawkins in the wee hours of the night. you knew all of eddies favorite spots, but none of them were necessarily great hiding spots. you werent even sure if thats what he was doing, hiding.

"i was hoping maybe you all could help me find out."

"did you check his place?" dustin immediately followed your proposition with the most obvious solution.

"did i check his place," you restated the question, blinking at dustin dumfoundedly. he threw his hands up, mumbling sarcastic apologies as you spat, "yeah, dustin, i checked his place."

actually, you wished it had been that simple. after the... incident, you were both shaken up. it was a risk you had known about, the werewolf thing, but you knew he wouldnt hurt you on purpose. mainly because he was too gentle. youd assumed that any increase in intensity would just make him an average amount of dangerous. did that make you naive? maybe.

eddies shaking hands smoothed the final bandaid over your thigh, lining it up next to the other four. his brows were drawn close in a combination of guilt and concentration, making sure you were alright and that the bandages would stick. you were sitting on his bathroom counter, back pressed against the barren drywall where a mirror once was.

you lowered your head, tilting it to meet his eyes. eddies gaze flickered to yours and back to your lap, a deep sigh forcing itself out of his lungs and through his nose. "hey," you whispered, raking your fingers up his forearms, "we're okay."

you knew as soon as he looked up that all he could see was the two gashes on your lip, barely scabbing and glistening, and the hickies bruising at the bottom of your neck beginning to look more and more like injuries than a mark of passion. he was afraid to touch you, but you needed him to feel that you were still there.

"can you say something, eddie," you pushed the hair from his face, gently, his eyes still fixed anywhere but on you, "anything?"

"please leave."

he mumbled the words, almost like he was hoping you wouldnt hear them, that youd ask him to repeat them and he could say something else. you squeezed from between his body and the counter and gave him one final glance before doing what he asked.

of course, you forgot in the midst of your grand exit that your car was still at the hideout. thanks, munson, for the ride.

"there was a half hour period last night where i was doing the walk of shame home. not my proudest moment," you shrugged that bit off, "but i went back for him..."

"and he was gone," nancy finished your sentence for you, nodding to herself and sorting out the details.

"we have to find him," dustin added, "at least before someone else does."

steve, taking initiative, took large strides towards the table full of demogorgon repellent. "lets go, then," he announced, grabbed the shotgun, and held it up to the light before everyone shouted in confusion, layered insults and exclamations dissolving the tense air.

"what the hell, steve?"

"hang on, harrington-"

"what, are you gonna shoot him?"

youd never seen steve look so taken aback, surprisingly. he was either one step ahead or ten steps behind. he looked at you, mouth agape, "is this guy not a giant, burly, flesh eating dog right now?"

"no, steve," you dragged, "have you never seen teen wolf?"

the previous evenings rain was still lingering in damp patches on the sidewalks and in the air, thick as smog as you walked down the sidewalk in a cluster. you had all piled in karens car and went to every place you figured eddie would go, starting with the hellfire room at the high school and, consequently, some minor breaking and entering. you dragged them to the hideout, reefer ricks, and even the factory his uncle worked at.

"i didnt think he would be in there, but theres no harm in checking," you sighed into the brisk atmosphere, a cloud forming on the cusp of your lips as you shoved your hands into your pockets. you just snooped around a little bit at the factory, afraid of getting into too much trouble. how would you look for eddie if you got arrested for trespassing?

dustin placed a hand on your shoulder as everyone made their way back into the car, "is there anywhere else hed have gone? somewhere unexpected?"

you hated to admit that youd never thought to check somewhere he wouldn't typically go. why would he go somewhere youd be able to find him if he was hiding?

you hoped he was hiding, at least, and not mounted on someones wall or laying in the road like a stray cat.

"not to be that guy again, but," steve poked his head out of the passenger side window, "munson has to be the biggest virgin ive ever seen. dudes probably never even seen skull rock."

nancy smacked his arm, and he mumbled a hurried, "im just sayin'!" but he was right. you werent even sure if eddie knew how to get there, but there were no downsides to checking. steve made sure to add that, if eddie were to be a giant, burly, flesh-eating dog, skull rock would be an all-you-can-eat buffet on a friday night.

steve graduated the year prior, which made him essentially ancient on the hip spots to hang out in hawkins. no one went to skull rock anymore, especially since a group of people got busted there a few months ago, so you didnt have to worry about eddie possibly eating a horny teenager or two. you didnt tell steve, though. you couldnt break the news to him like that. robin could, though.

"no one hooks up at that stupid rock anymore, dingus," she slapped the side of his head from the backseat as nancy pulled onto the main road. they bickered the entire drive to the edge of town, and dustin, lucas, and mike snickered in the back about steves virgin comment. but you tuned them all out, watching the trees bleed into one another through the fogged window as the pop songs from the radio crackled between shards of broken static.

the sun had set by the time nancy pulled onto the shoulder of the road, nothing suspicious about that. nothing suspicious about the bag of bear traps that steve slung over his shoulder, either. "can never be too safe," he said. there was especially nothing suspicious about the trail of raw meat chunks that lucas and mike dropped behind them as the seven of you navigated your way through the woods. in front of them was nancy and max monitoring police radio interference, in front of them was steve and robin with a compass, and in front of them was you, shoulder to shoulder with your little brother.

dustin flickered his flashlight on either side of the uneven pathway as the two of you walked. it was silent aside from the crunching of leaves and twigs against the soles of your shoes, thick silence that was only broken by dustin quietly murmuring to you. he said, "steve was jealous when i started hanging out with eddie, too."

"i feel like its a little bit different for me," you breathed a laugh.

"meh," he shrugged, and the shallow beam of light moved with him, "kind of, but not really. cant help it that we hendersons are harrington magnets."

"what are you saying about me, henderson?" steve questioned from behind the two of you, kicking a rock into your path.

both you and dustin answered, "nothing," and exchanged knowing grins. yours was small and sly, but dustins was full and bright.

moments like this with dustin were rare for you, and it ached a little to say that the only thing that brought the two of you together was steve. it helped having a mutual friend and, even more so, friend group. youd always felt a little distant from dustin, so any time he willingly hung out with you felt paper thin, like if you stepped too hard youd fall right back to where you started.

so you looked at every gap in the stones before you stepped along the beaten path. the chatter of the group bounced from tree to tree behind you, dissipating into a muffled mess under the sounds of everyones shoes crushing dried leaves. behind you, every sound ceased except for robins voice calling, "i think we need to go right!"

of course, steve chimed in to correct her, "no, robin, i told you we need to go left."

"which means we should go right!" she retorted, and bickering ensued. you rolled your eyes, turning on your heels to face everyone.

"left or right," you asked, planting your arms at your side in defeat, "cut the shit, guys. we have to find eddie."

"find me for what?"

dustin screamed, causing you to scream, overlapping the staggering shouts from steve, robin, and nancy who were climbing into each others arms and covering the frightened curses the kids were spewing, clutching their chests at the back of the line. the voice came from the greenery, from steve and robins right for the record, and was comfortingly familiar once you came down from the initial scare.

"holy shit, eddie," you sighed, scrambling over the fallen tree along the side of the path to get to him. your hands basically melted onto his shoulders when they touched his skin, his warmth as present as ever as you fell into him. you couldnt care about the leaves in your eyes or the sticks prodding your hair, "youre okay, yeah?"

"well, im in a bush," eddie laughed, his hand cupping the back of your head as he stepped out into the pathway with you still wrapped tightly around him, "but, uh, yeah... yeah, im okay."

when you finally looked at him, you could tell he was tired. there was a weight beneath his eyes, sunken and dark, and he had bruises along his arms and cuts on his fingers and dirt streaked everywhere you could see. he gave you a smile, anyway. "hi," he whispered, just to you, tracing the slope of your jaw with the backs of his calloused fingers. you returned his kind eyes, muttering, "hi," through your smile.

"uh, hi," steve greeted, waving his hand a mere three feet from the two of you, "remember us?"

"oh, harrington, hey," eddie straightened up. you could tell he was immediately intimidated, his demeanor hardening as he cleared his throat, "nice to see you."

you snicked to yourself remembering not 24 hours ago, when eddie said with utmost confidence that he "didnt care if harrington kicked his ass," now weak in the knees at the sight of steve carrying around a sack of dangerous items.

eddie took a step back, "is that a gun?"

steve looked over his shoulder and spun around, grabbing it from behind him, "oh, yeah. sorry, i was prepared to shoot you, man."

"what the hell," eddie clasped his hands over the top of his head, visibly at a loss for words, "dude, have you never seen teen wolf?"

under different circumstances, you would have loved to see steve and eddie laughing together, getting along, but not in the woods in the middle of the night after youd spent the entire day searching for him. he didnt seem too shaken up about anything, so you were confused as to why he was out here.

nancy spoke for you, "eddie, is there a reason youre creeping around out here?"

he pressed his lips into a line, rocking on his heels and smacking the sides of his legs as he began to speak, "well, wheeler, if youre so curious, i was looking for y/n. im gonna assume youve been filled in on everything up to this point, and hendersons very thorough, so im also gonna assume it was unnecessarily detailed and vivid," everyone hummed in agreement, "great- so, imagine me, but cleaner and a little more upset than i currently am, wandering the streets of hawkins, a little tipsy because apparently alcohol is the only thing that keeps me from fucking biting people. im walking, trying to find the henderson residence, but ive only been there once so its hard, and my senses are off the walls heightened. its insane how much i can smell- cant lie, that shit's kind of awesome-"

dustin interrupted him, "eddie, did you kill someone or not?"

"kill someone?" eddies mouth hung open at the question, his eyes glancing around to gauge everyones reaction to the question, which was a unanimous answer-the-kid-or-steves-gonna-shoot-you, "uh, no, dustin, i didnt kill someone. im not a monster."

"well, then, why are you hiding away in the woods like a serial killer on the run?" lucas leaned up against a tree with his chin raised high, "seems kind of suspicious to me."

eddie sighed, swallowing audibly before answering, his voice lowered, hushed, "i wasnt hiding from you."

as if on command, an eerily familiar growl filled the distant silence like static, gutteral, and close. eddie flinched, almost habitually jumping back into the shrub you found him in, but reaching for your hand instead. steve immediately handed the shotgun to his left, planting it in nancys grip.

she raised her eyebrows, drilling holes into the side of your head with her glare. "told you," she muttered, holding out a fist towards max, who quickly reciprocated the gesture. a celebratory fist-bump for being stuck in the woods with a werewolf and a demogorgon.

"does, uh," steve started, his voice hushed and his grip tightened around his trusty baseball bat that he had shoved in the bag. he motioned between you and eddie, specifically, and asked,

"does teen wolf say anything about fighting demogorgons?"

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Honest Work, by DarkIsRising,pt1

Another night, another possible Steter WIP.  This time we have a GayBar! AU. Canon compliant? Yeah, I don’t know her. We’re just here for a good time. If this becomes something more it’ll find a home on ao3 but for now it’s a tumblr exclusive.

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Honest Work, Part One There’s a werewolf in the bar. Stiles clocks him the minute he walks in.

He’s an attractive guy-- maybe too attractive-- in a v-neck that’s clinging to his chest, designer jeans that wrap around his thighs like kudzu suffocating a couple of oaks. He catches Stiles staring as Boyd checks his ID at the door and sends Stiles a smirk that hits like a crossbow bolt to the chest.

Not that he’s ever taken a crossbow bolt to the chest, but he’s seen it happen plenty. Hang around with the Argents long enough and you’re bound to see all kinds of weapons do all manner of damaging things to people. And places. And things. No noun is safe from that family of hunters, which makes it a hell of a shame there aren’t any to be found at the Booty Barn tonight since there is, and Stiles can’t stress this enough, a werewolf in the bar.

The werewolf settles into a seat at the other end of the bar and Isaac is there, taking his drink order with a shy smile.

“Jackson,” Stiles hisses over the music rattling through the air, dropping a bass line that’s stronger than a heartbeat. “Pretty sure that dude’s a werewolf.”

Jackson only rolls his eyes as he fishes for a Heineken and pops the lid off. “No shit, I can smell him from here.” He slides the bottle into a patron’s hand with a wink. The guy peels off an extra dollar bill and adds it to the tip that’s been left to soak up a drink ring. Jackson mouths a sultry Thank you as he gives a little pec flex that leaves the poor guy blushing and uncertain where he’d rather be looking: at Jackson’s matinee idol face or his Magic Mike chest, baby oiled to perfection.

Stiles catches Jackson by the arm, or at least tries to. His hand skates right off his slick skin and all it manages to do is piss him off. But the days of Stiles being scared of Jackson are long past, so he just hisses again “Did you hear me? That guy over there is a werewolf!”

“So? I’m a werewolf. Long as he tips, why should I care?”

“Why should you care?” Stiles repeats, wide-eyed and flailing. Sometimes it feels like Stiles is the only one of their weird, hodge-podge pack that’s still deeply scarred by their high school years, fighting for their lives as literal monsters had come out of the woodwork every other week to off a bunch of teens. “Why should you care? What if he’s here to start trouble, huh? What if he’s here to kickstart some kind of turf war and plans to take us all down?”

Blue eyes flicker sideways, assessing. “Pretty sure he’s just here for a beer and to stare at some ass, like every other guy in this place.”

Jackson tries to step away, but Stiles steps along with him, and for a moment they dosey-doe. “Shouldn’t you have some kind of deep, primal need to defend your packmates here?”

“I’m feeling a deep, primal need to beat your ass for being so annoying about this. Does that count?”

Danny swings down from the bar and onto the stairs tucked quietly beneath it. He steps between them, a fistful of dollars in his hand with a few more tucked into the waistband of his tight aqua briefs, even though they’re supposed to discourage that kind of thing.

Stiles is the only one that insists on every dollar bill going in his hand rather than letting the patrons shove them into any bit of fabric they can reach, which is probably one of the reasons he generally makes the least tips of any other mover and shaker in this place. His comparatively scrawny body doesn’t really help much either, but measuring up to guys like Jackson and Isaac is something he’d mostly made his peace with back when he was still a teenager, running around with a bunch of lacrosse-playing ‘wolves with perfect six-packs who could bench press cars without breaking a sweat.

Danny shoves his tips into the lidded tip jar by the registers and shoots them a quirked eyebrow. “Everything okay?”

“Stilinski’s just being a fucking spaz as usual,” Jackson bites out before jumping up onto the bar for his turn dancing on the counter top-- a move that really only a supernatural being could pull off without eating it spectacularly-- and wolf whistles greet his athletic entrance.

Stiles rolls his eyes and tells himself he’s not jealous at the dollar bills that are flung in Jackson’s direction. He does well enough for himself in his own way, doing what he does best: running his mouth and chatting up the customers. Scanning the bar, he looks to see if there’s anyone trying to hail him down for a drink, but everyone’s eyes are on Jackson.

Everyone’s eyes but one pair.

One shining, knowing, confident pair that are staring straight at him.

Stiles watches, heart kicking into high gear, as the guy that’s definitely a werewolf crooks a finger at him in a wordless and unmistakable command.

“You gonna go help him?” Danny asks, sweating from his temple and still a little breathless from dancing.

Stiles wants to say no. He wants to make Danny do it for him, but for one thing, despite being literally surrounded by werewolves and whatever-the-hell Stiles-is every day at work, not to mention surviving countless run-ins with the supernatural through their high school years, Danny still has no idea about any of it, and for another, Stiles has the sinking suspicion that he’d only be delaying the inevitable if he doesn’t go himself.

“Yeah, I got it,” he grumbles because never let it be said that Stiles Stilinski ever meets adversity with any sort of grace. He’ll meet any challenge thrown his way, because he’s stubborn as hell but he reserves the right to whine about it first.

“Hello, gorgeous,” the probably-werewolf says when Stiles is close enough, his smile slicker than Jackson’s chest. “Took you long enough to come see me.”

“What can I get you?” Stiles tries to put as much hostility into the question, narrowing his eyes with a threat that only makes the werewolf’s grin grow.

“Oh, there are so many ways I could answer that, sweetheart,” his eyes skim the plains of Stiles’ bodies, in no rush to drink their fill of lanky limbs and naked torso and clinging, red underwear. “But for now just answer me one little question, will you?”

“Maybe. What is it?”

A crisp fifty dollar bill appears in his hand and he tilts his head to the side, his stupidly handsome face a parody of lovelorn innocence. “Are you going to dance on the bar for me? Because I’ve got something for you if you do.”

“We take turns,” Stiles spits out, unimpressed and crossing his arms over his naked chest.

“Good.” He takes a pull of beer and his cheeks hollow with it as he swallows. Stiles keeps his eyes steady, refusing to become distracted by the long line of the werewolf’s working throat or the rugged stubble on his cheeks or the broad hand that’s wiping at his mouth when he’s done with his sip. “I can wait.”

[fanmoose12]

levihan + the 104th cadet kiddos/snk veteran in a the witcher au?? i love these fandoms sm no matter how chaotic it has been XD

of course, levi is grumpy, constantly grunting witcher with a heart of gold. also, for the sake of this au, let's pretend that there are a lot more witchers than we've seen in kaer morhen. erwin, mike and nanaba are witchers too (yes, in this au women can become witchers too, shhh) and they've just recently recruited a couple of new students. mike is responsible for training sasha, connie and jean, nanaba takes care of ymir and historia, and levi has to watch over armin and mikasa.

for a while, they train in kaer morhen, preparing for their transformation. once the kids actually become the witchers, nanaba, mike and levi take their students on their first hunt.

during his first hunt with mikasa and armin, levi has to deal with a werewolf. levi doesn't interfere too much, he simply watches armin and mikasa deal with the curse on their own, ready to step in, if it gets too dangerous. in the end, his help wasn't required, mikasa and armin successfully lift the curse and the vicious werewolf turns out to be an awkward teenager named eren. levi wants to bring him to the closest town and leave him there, but eren begs levi to let him continue traveling with them, because he doesn't have a family and his home was destroyed. levi really wants to say no, but then he makes the mistake of looking at mikasa and armin, and he sees two pair of eyes, staring pleadingly at him, and levi's like "tch, fine". they start travelling together and levi even tries to teach eren some basics of swordfighting, but only when kid isn't too annoying.

one day, they make a stop at oxenfurt and after so many days and nights on the road, kids ask to go to the tavern, where they could eat warm food and sleep in a comfortable bed. levi, who dreamed about a bath for a very long time now, easily agrees.

in the evening, while they're having dinner, they watch a performance by a very talented and very handsome bard. levi can't quite tear his eyes away and kids giggle, watching him (levi is too distracted to reprimand them). when it gets too late, levi forces eren, mikasa and armin to retreat to their room, then comes back to have a cup of tea. and while he's at it, he notices some commotion at one of the tables, decides to check it out and finds the same bard from earlier, surrounded by angry men. levi interferes (not because he wants to impress the pretty bard. he's just very annoyed by all the noise the group makes). he approaches, asks what's the problem and receives an answer that the bard was cheating during gwent. the bard in question smiles and tries to deny it, but it only makes the men angrier. the situation becomes quite heated and levi uses his witcher scary stare to get rid of the men. the bard beams. she tells that her name is hange and asks levi to meet her tomorrow at oxenfurt academy before she's ushered away by her friend

naturally, levi isn't going to meet with weird bard, who apparently likes to scam people for money. but when next morning, armin announces that he wants to go sightseeing, levi tags along. and when they head to the grand building of oxenfurt academy, levi doesn't object as well. after all, it's not like he's going to just stumble across the bard from yesterday, the building is huge. armin asks for a tour around academy, and when they enter the library, they meet none other than hange zoe - a brilliant professor of alchemy and renowned bard. levi's jaw drops, he thought hange was just a wasted student, not a fucking genius.

the moment hange sees levi, her eyes light up. "so i wasn't hallucinating yesterday! you're a witcher!" and then she looks at armin and mikasa and gasps because??? there are three witchers??? she's been looking for one for ages! and now she stumbles upon three of them?? and then she finds out that eren was a werewolf and hange nearly faints from excitement. she grabs levi's hands and begs him to let her see their laboratory at kaer morhen, and levi's like "..... no. you're a weirdo i've met just yesterday, i'm not going to share with you the biggest secret of witchers." and hange pouts a little, but she was kinda anticipating this kind of answer, she knows just how secretive witchers are. she then asks levi to let her experiment on him, to which levi, surprisingly, answers with no. hange asks if she could experiment on kids, and receives an even stricter no from levi.

not ready to give up just yet, she wanted to research witchers for so long, hange announces that she's going to travel with them. levi wants to protest, but his words are muffled by a happy cheer from his teenagers. another adult companion??? one that actually talks, not just grunts or swears? they're utterly delighted and levi doesn't have the heart to refuse after that.

and that's how the great witcher levi starts travelling not only with three annoying teenagers but with an extremely annoying bard :)

[impala-dreamer]

Are you a Cas, a Sam, or a Dean? Do you make the references, roll your eyes at them, or just plain not get them?

Let’s put it to the test, shall we? 

Welcome to The  I DO UNDERSTAND THAT REFERENCE SPN WRITING CHALLENGE!

Hosted by @impala-dreamer​ and @deanwanddamons​!

Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to guide Dean, Sam, and Cas through another terrible French Mistake event! They’ve magically been zapped into a movie or show that has been referenced on SPN and now they have to get in and out… with your help. How they got there and what they do is up to you! 

Below is a list of movies or TV shows that have been referenced in some way on Supernatural. Obviously, it’s not everything, but who has that kind of time? We have chosen all types of movies/ TV shows from all different eras and genres so there will be something for everyone.

Now, mind the rules, pick your film and get to work! 

RULES AND REGULATIONS:

Should be following one (or both if you like awesome) of us. 

Please be over 18 as our blogs are over 18 only anyway. 

Only TWO writers per prompt- so choose wisely, and check the list before you send in your request. 

For this round, we are only playing with Dean, Sam, and/or Castiel. (And a reader, if you choose!) You can use one or two or all three. You can have side characters, and characters from your choice of film should be there too, but the main story needs to be written around TFW. 

Send an ASK to either @impala-dreamer​ or @deanwanddamons​ with your choice of film.

Reblog this post for a boost (to be nice)

YOU MUST: USE A KEEP READING line after 300 words or we will not reblog your entry.

YOU MUST: tag us in the a/n (both of us) so we can see it

Please make your fics between 500-5K words…

Keep them true to character. This is like French Mistake on crack. It’s our guys in AU movie worlds. Literally put Sam, Dean or Cas into your movie. Have fun with it!

Smut, Angst, Fluff, Crack, whatever you want. Just have fun and make it real. 

PLEASE NO: ABO. Underage stuff. Toilet stuff. Samifer. Sabriel. (just not our thing…)

PLEASE TAG ALL WARNINGS APPROPRIATELY. You no taggy, we no rebloggy.

Entries are open until all films are taken. 

Your fic is due no later than SEPTEMBER 1, 2020. A masterlist will be posted on that day. 

THE REFERENCES:

The Shining @unmistakablyunknown @holylulusworld​

Die Hard

Batman @talesmaniac89 @stephaniecanfield96us​ 

Back to the Future - @missjenniferb

Thelma and Louise

Good Morning Vietnam 

Seven

Harry Potter - @jay-and-dean​ @emilyshurley​

Star Wars

Star Trek - @reigningqueenofwords

X- Files

Ghostbusters

Bambi - @deans-baby-momma

Cool Hand Luke

Game of Thrones @leahxx129

Wizard of Oz

The Walking Dead - @emoryhemsworth @because-imma-lady-assface

Rosemary’s Baby

Twilight - @zpandaqueen  

Titanic - @kittenofdoomage @whatareyouosearchingfordean 

Buffy The Vampire Slayer - @there-must-be-a-lock @wingedcatninja

Lethal Weapon

The Omen

Lord of the Rings - @fancat-not-fangirl

Karate Kid

Dirty Dancing - @hella-aj-the-tricksters-son​ @storiesfromtheimpala

Frozen   @superfanficnatural @rhysmybaby

The Exorcist

Finding Nemo @ELLIEWRITESFIX05 

Cujo

Christine 

American Werewolf in London 

Blazing Saddles

Carrie

Jurassic Park - @67midnightwriter @i-make-questionable-choices​-

Doctor Who - @crashdevlin @imjustadrummer

 Raiders of the Lost Ark - @nickelkeep 

Silence of the Lambs

The Goonies

Tombstone - @missjenniferb

The Lost Boys

The Hunger Games - @dontshootmespence @idksupernatural

This is Spinal Tap

Weird Science

Kill Bill

Forrest Gump

Amityville Horror - @stephaniecanfield96us​

Ferris Bullers Day Off

House of Wax - @moosekateer13 

Gilmore Girls - @waywardnerd67

Jaws - @kickingitwithkirk 

The Matrix - @myinconnelly1

Spiderman

The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle

Misery

Magic Mike - @banshee1013​

Psycho

I Love Lucy

Transformers 

Ghost 

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!

[deanwanddamons]

I Do Get That Reference Challenge

Hey guys!  As impala-dreamer is having a break from tumblr we have agreed that I will take over the ‘I do get that reference’ challenge in full.  I will post all the information below the cut. I have also extended the submission date to 5th October so you still have plenty of time to get involved if you aren’t already.  If you have already submitted, thank you, I have them saved for the Masterlist.  If you are tagged and no longer wish to participate, no problem, please let me know. 

Are you a Cas, a Sam, or a Dean? Do you make the references, roll your eyes at them, or just plain not get them?

Let’s put it to the test, shall we?

Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to guide Dean, Sam, and Cas through another terrible French Mistake event! They’ve magically been zapped into a movie or show that has been referenced on SPN and now they have to get in and out… with your help. How they got there, and what they do is up to you!

Below is a list of movies or TV shows that have been referenced in some way on Supernatural. Obviously, it’s not everything, but who has that kind of time? We have chosen all types of movies/ TV shows from all different eras and genres so there will be something for everyone.

Pick your film and get to work!

RULES AND REGULATIONS:

Should be following me. 

Please be over 18 as our blogs are over 18 only.

Only TWO writers per prompt- so choose wisely, and check the list before you send in your request.

For this round, we are only playing with Dean, Sam, and/or Castiel. You can use one or two or all three. You can have side characters, and characters from your choice of film should be there too, but the main story needs to be written around TFW.

Send an ASK to me with your choice of film.

Reblog this post for a boost (to be nice)

YOU MUST: USE A KEEP READING line after 300 words or we will not reblog your entry.

YOU MUST: tag me in the a/n 

Please make your fics between 500-5K words…

Keep them true to character. This is like French Mistake on crack. It’s our guys in AU worlds. Literally put Sam, Dean or Cas into your movie. Have fun with it!

Smut, Angst, Fluff, Crack, whatever you want. Just have fun and make it real.

PLEASE NO: ABO. Underage stuff. Toilet stuff. Samifer. Sabriel. (just not our thing…)

PLEASE TAG ALL WARNINGS APPROPRIATELY. You no taggy, no rebloggy.

Entries are open until all films are taken.

Your fic is due no later than October 5, 2020. A masterlist will be posted on that day.

MOVIES/SHOWS MENTIONED IN THE SHOW:

The Shining - @unmistakablyunknown @holylulusworld

Die Hard

Batman - @talesmaniac89 @stephaniecanfield96us

Back to the Future - @missjenniferb

Thelma and Louise

Good Morning Vietnam

Seven

Harry Potter -  @jay-and-dean  @emilyshurley

Star Wars

Star Trek - @reigningqueenofwordsmain

X- Files

Ghostbusters

Bambi 

Cool Hand Luke

Game of Thrones - @leahxx129

Wizard of Oz

The Walking Dead - @emoryhemsworth

Rosemary’s Baby

Twilight - @zpandaqueen

Titanic - @kittenofdoomage, @whatareyousearchingfordean

Buffy The Vampire Slayer - @there-must-be-a-lock @wingedcatninja

Lethal Weapon

The Omen

Lord of the Rings - @fancat-not-fangirl

Karate Kid

Dirty Dancing - @impalaprincess

Frozen - @superfanficnatural  @marvelouslysherlockedhunter

The Exorcist

Finding Nemo - @ellewritesfix05

Cujo - @missjenniferb

Christine

American Werewolf in London

Blazing Saddles

Carrie  @suckmysupernatural

Jurassic Park - @67midnightwriter @i-make-questionable-choices 

Doctor Who - @crashdevlin @imjustadrummer

Raiders of the Lost Ark - @nickelkeep

Silence of the Lambs

The Goonies

Tombstone - @missjenniferb @a-winchester-fairytale

The Lost Boys

The Hunger Games - @dontshootmespence @idksupernatural

This is Spinal Tap

Weird Science

Kill Bill

Forrest Gump

Amityville Horror - @stephaniecanfield96us

Ferris Bullers Day Off

House of Wax - @moosekateer13

Gilmore Girls - @waywardnerd67 @winchester90210

Jaws - @kickingitwithkirk

The Matrix - @myinconnelly1

Spiderman

The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle

Misery

Magic Mike -

Psycho

I Love Lucy - @janicho88

Transformers

Ghost

[darkpoisonouslove]

I know that what I'm about to ask is major... But since you have that au with TDC... I wanted an OUAT one, or at least your thoughts. Who do you think the Winx characters would be if they were OUAT characters? (Like do you think Griffin would be Zelena or Stella is Belle?) (Not my predictions, just making examples.) Thank you. :)

To do this I will have to completely disregard any and all relations between the OUAT characters so that I can just focus on which Winx character reminds the most of that specific OUAT character without worrying about their relations.

Griffin actually works as Zelena but you have to mash Zelena as she was when she first appeared and season 7 Zelena in order to get closest to the vibe Griffin gives off. There is the jealousy Zelena had towards Regina which Griffin kind of displays towards all fairies in season 1 but there is also the more caring and motherly side of season 7 Zelena that Griffin shows when it comes to her students.

Valtor would be Hades in that case. Wants to rule the world - check. Had his heart stopped (symbolically) and needed love to reset it - check. Fucked up with said love and made her turn against him - check. Has family he wants to be free of - check. Is sorta immortal - check.

Faragonda, I think, could work as Regina if she never went evil (and in that case Faragonda’s mother - the way I imagine her - would fit perfectly as Cora). Regina was a good-hearted and hopeful person before she turned evil and she also has that resilience that I think fits with Faragonda, too. So when you remove the Evil Queen parts from the equation, I think the two come pretty close.

Saladin, for some reason, is giving me Gideon vibes. Good-natured but still sort of... temperamental, I guess. I know that was just Gideon being controlled by the Black Fairy but the vibes are still there.

Hagen seems perfect to fill in for Robin. Neither exhibited too much personality but both left behind the women they were (supposedly) in love with in the name of a noble cause. Also, good with weapons (or at least one specific kind).

Marion & Oritel I will just put as Elsa and Anna’s parents bc they got lost and were (presumed) dead, leaving behind their two daughters. Plus, they had a big responsibility to shoulder with their kingdom (which Gerda sort of had too after she had the memories of her sisters erased).

Daphne would be Anastasia Tremaine (from s7). She totally gave her life in her attempts to protect her little sister and was then kind of dead and in need for her body to be revived. Also, has pretty powerful magic. Works for me.

Bloom I would put in the role of Merida. They are both impulsive and good in a fight and also princesses that needed to claim their kingdoms. Very determined to the point of being irresponsible with themselves.

Stella is really giving me Ruby vibes. Her facade is very similar to Ruby’s cursed persona but inside she is a gentle soul an a romantic and Ruby is both of these. Also, Stella’s more aggressive side totally corresponds to Ruby’s werewolf form.

Flora actually reminds me of Snow a lot. Kind and gentle but also ready to throw down if you hurt the people she loves. And Snow used to live in the forest for a few years so that would also make Flora a good stand-in for her.

Musa kinda reminds me of Dorothy. Very brash and aggressive on the outside but actually only wanting to be among friends and feel loved. And also to do what she loved.

Tecna I would actually put as Belle because they are both the ones with the research and info but they get it in different ways. I also think their personalities sort of correspond bc Tecna is a kind person who is also not afraid to stand up for herself and Belle is the same.

Layla actually reminds me a lot of Tiana. Both need to carry the weight of their kingdoms on their shoulders and sometimes that gets in the way of personal life and just completely pushes it away.

Teredor is kinda giving me Merlin vibes but obvs without the magic.

Niobe could totally be Nimue from before she became the Dark One. I think.

Zarathustra & Ediltrude - Drizella & Gretel 2.0. Although, I can’t exactly tell which would be which. They both kinda have a mix of Gretel and Drizella’s personalities (at least the way I headcanon them).

Sky I could put as Neal on account of Neal loving Emma but still hiding things from her and sort of screwing her over when he let her go to jail. Sky really let Bloom down with the whole Diaspro thing and that wasn’t the only time he lied to her. And there are some of Neal’s better qualities that he also has. Plus, he is a much better person than his father but still loves Erendor no matter how big of an asshole he is.

Brandon actually gives me David vibes. Honorable, kind of a warrior, brave, charming and supportive of the ones he loves, kinda dumb as fuck at times. That seems to check out.

Riven kind of reminds me of Killian at his worst. A little less charm and a little more rage.

Timmy as adult Henry. I think he has the same energy of not really knowing what the hell he is doing but still handling himself and managing to romance his way with his girl. They kinda give me a very similar vibe.

Helia I don’t really know what to do with. I am not quite sure who to put here.

Nabu would be Naveen. Not much to say here since I don’t really remember that much of Nabu but I think he would fit as Naveen. Maybe his ego is a little smaller than Naveen’s. But then again, maybe not.

Icy gives me vibes similar to Maleficent. Cold and competent. Sassy as hell. Totally doesn’t take shit from anyone. And it is kinda ironic that Maleficent can turn into a dragon.

Darcy would fit pretty well in the role of Cruella. She certainly knows how to make herself look innocent and appealing while she’s an actual nightmare.

Stormy I would put as Ursula just to have our complete trio and because I think there is some merit to that even if Ursula doesn’t quite have the chaotic energy of Stormy.

Darkar I would put as Pan. Kinda has his own realm, kinda wants the ultimate power (parallel to Pan’s chase of immortality), kinda has a master plan and pulls the strings of everyone around like they’re marionettes. Also, Pan got Henry’s heart and Darkar used Bloom’s in a sense so that fits as well.

Fake Avalon I would put as Rumplestiltskin because of the way he also played everyone around them. And his work on turning Bloom dark really reminds of what Rumple did with Regina. Also, kinda changes appearances from a man to a beast.

(I really wanted to do Mike and Vanessa but I have no idea which OUAT characters they would be so... we’ll have to do without that.)

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

CALM Release Day Prompts

Friday 27th March marks the release of the 4th album by 5sos - CALM and I’ve been waiting and anticipating this album for so long that it wouldn’t be right to not celebrate its release on here

Some of y’all who follow me might remember a couple of weeks ago when I did a similar thing for the release of Heartbreak Weather during which I dedicated an entire day on my blog towards Niall and producing Niall content

This Friday I will be doing the same but with 5sos - I’ll reblog posts, I’ll put out blurbs, headcannons, etc, and it’ll all be 5sos

With all the shit that’s going on in the world at the moment I know for a fact that I, for one, need a distraction such as this so I hope you guys will join in and not just in the requesting writing sector of this day - please just come talk to me about the album, give me your initial thoughts, your favourite songs, your theories on the days leading up to Friday, just please come and talk to me about it!

I’m posting this today because below are speech and AU prompts which you can use to request blurbs with - these requests will be open from now (Friday 20th, 11PM, GMT) until midnight on Sunday 22nd (again, GMT) so that I have a chance to write the requests you send in with the prompts as well as schedule some of the 5sos stuff I’ve already got in my drafts

I think this could be a really fun thing to do so I hope you’re as excited about it as me! 

And if you’re just discovering my blog for the first time through this post, please come and join in as well! I write for all the guys (though I currently have yet to write for Mike and only very limited fics for Luke but I love writing for them so please request!) and I also do poly!5sos stuff (i.e. poly!Cashton x reader is my fave tbh but I also love poly!Kayshton etc), if you have any queries about who I write for/what ships I’ll write for then don’t be scared to send them in!

Speech

“I love everything you hate about yourself”

“In the end we migrate towards comfort. I am my most comfortable around you.”

“I didn’t get soaked wet through walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”

“Please let me help you”

“I love you, of course I worry about you”

“When were you going to tell me?”

“How much did you drink?”

“Did you have another nightmare?”

“I do love you - I’m just not as good at it as you are”

“It was pouring and you ran off with our SHARED umbrella, leaving me to get soaked!”

“I just wanted to check that you’re okay? I mean… I know you stress bake and I appreciate you giving me food but… this is a lot of food.”

“What time is it there?” “We’re in the same time zone”

“It was only a matter of time before you got together, really”

“I know you’re the president of the Anti-Social Club, but why don’t you join me?”

“What the hell is that and why are you wearing it?”

“You obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you”

“I wanted to tell you in person”

“I think I’m in love with you”

“I’ve been in love with you for years”

“Do you trust me?”

“I can’t handle another heartbreak”

“It’s my fault, really, for loving you and thinking you were capable of loving me back”

“I got the message - loud and clear”

“I didn’t think I’d settle down - especially not so young”

“I know I have a reputation but... remember what they say about people changing”

“You’re different - you’ve always been different to me”

“It’s just all such a cliche”

“Full disclosure - I’m strangely proud of my arse”

“You look stunning”

“I can’t believe you’re actually mine.”

AUs

Frat Boy!AU

Werewolf!AU

Greaser!AU

Bakery!AU

High Society!AU

University!AU

Tattoo Artist!AU

King of Hell!AU

Neighbour!AU

Angel/Demon!AU

Bartender!AU

Soulmate!AU

Mob!AU

Football/Soccer Player!AU (or just a sportsman!AU, specify the sport if you fancy it)

Life on Richmond Street Blurbs (Calum Exclusively obvs)

Spin Off Blurbs

[louisapennyfeather2021]

Screw it, I made a Newsies/ Teen Wolf because I don't care, Teen Wolf is my all time favorite supernatural tv series and I stand by this.

Key: ☠️= dead, 🌻= alive, 💀= eventually dies, 🌹= dies and comes back to life

So here's my dumpster fire of an AU idea:

Jack Kelly as Scott McCall/True Alpha Werewolf(makes some questionable decisions to help his friends while also doing what's right. Was turned by Oscar)🌹

Racetrack Higgins as Stiles Stilinski/Human/Nogitsune(ADHD, unreasonably intelligent, spaz who is sometimes questioned because of his slight paranoia. Jack's foster brother)🌻

Sarah Jacobs as Allison Argent/Hunter(has a relationship with Jack for a little while until l the werewolf/hunter thing becomes and issue and they eventually breakup)☠️

Davey Jacobs as Chris Argent/Hunter turned Ally(except Davey and Sarah are still siblings instead of father and daughter and Davey eventually ends up with Jack)🌻

Albert DaSilva as Lydia Martin/Banshee(1, I did this because of the red hair and 2, Race and Albert's friendship works perfectly. Kind of a snob, dates Hotshot for a while before Hotshot moves. Extremely intelligent, plays dumb. Realistic.)🌻

Spot Conlon as Derek Hale/Beta to Alpha to Beta Werewolf/Shifting Wolf(they are literally the same person, fight me. Lost his family in a house fire set by Morris Delancey [trust me], helps Jack learn to be a werewolf)🌹

Medda Larkin as Melissa McCall(Badass mom who loves her children but also keeps him in check while almost dying? Yes)🌻

Bryan Denton as Dr. Alan Deaton/Druid(Jack's boss and mentor. Hides his knowledge about the supernatural until he's almost killed numerous times. Acts as a guide for Jack and his friends)

Hannah Veldheer as Coach Finstock/Human(economics teacher, lacrosse coach, cross country coach. Definitely has favorites when it comes to her players, although she does develop into a fair coach who cares about her team. Has a like/dislike attitude specifically towards Race, although it's because Race goes out of his way to prank her. Not completely stable mentally, she probably shouldn't be a teacher, but she also knows the school can't fire her because of budget and such)🌻

Smalls Hunt as Cora Hale/Beta Werewolf(since she's usually Spot's younger sister in most fics. She shows up after years of Spot thinking she died in the house fire)🌻

Oscar Delancey as Peter Hale/Alpha to Beta Werewolf(but he's a psychotic cousin because Peter was actually in a psych ward and fits the description of Psychotic, I promise he's not just called that because he's done a few bad things)🌹(many times)

Warden Snyder as Gerard Argent/Hunter(crazy, obsessive father to the Argent Twins who they have a restraining order against? Yes)💀

Morris Delancey as Kate Argent/Hunter/Were-Jaguar(Davey and Sarah's older brother. Has a brief relationship with Spot, sets fire to the Hale House to kill the werewolves. Gets turned after everyone thinks he died)🌹

Katherine Plumber as Isaac Lahey/Beta Werewolf (Jack's friend, was considered an enemy at one point when she was in Spot's pack, has a brief relationship with Sarah before something, um, happens[I'm sorry], travels to France with Davey briefly before returning to help Jack)🌻

Crutchie Morris as Liam Dunbar/Beta Werewolf (Jack takes him under his wing when Medda takes Crutchie in, accidentally turns him to a werewolf, has I.E.D[Intermittent explosive disorder, meaning when he's angry he's irrational], but he gets it under control with Jack's help)🌻

Sniper Wong as Vernon Boyd/Beta Werewolf (in Spot's pack before she's kidnapped by the Alpha Pack, best friends with Katherine, Smalls, Spot, and Buttons, enemy to friends with Jack just like Katherine)☠️

Buttons Davenport as Erica Reyes/Beta Werewolf(hardcore enemy to friend with Jack, very brief fling with Spot, had epilepsy before Spot turned him, tries to run away with Sniper to escape hunters but is kidnapped by the Alpha Pack)☠️

Jojo de la Guerra as Malia Tate/Were-coyote(was a coyote for years after watching his adoptive family die in a car accident he thinks he caused, becomes friends with Race while in an insane asylum, has a very brief sling with Race, finds out he's Oscar's younger biological brother, one of Jack's best friends)🌻

Ike Guzman as Ethan Steiner/Alpha to Beta Werewolf(Part of the Alpha Pack until he loses his alpha status, wants to be in Jack's pack, tries to prove himself, rational compared to his brother, runs away to England after something happens to his brother, dates Boots before leaving)🌻

Mike Guzman as Aiden Steiner/Alpha to Beta Werewolf(Part of the Alpha Pack until he loses his alpha status, also wants to be in Jack's pack, tries to prove himself irrationally, really likes Albert although Albert shuts him down after some of the things he's done, eventually becomes friends with Albert, redeems himself in the end)☠️

Hotshot Ferreri as Jackson Whittemore/Kanima/Beta Werewolf/Werewolf-Kanima Chimera(dates Albert for the longest time, egotistical, forces Spot to give him The Bite to change him, becomes the Kanima[deadly lizard thing that kills who he's told to], is eventually redeemed and becomes a werewolf, leaves for England after not being able to handle the chaos of his hometown, returns eventually while dating Ike)🌹

Boots Lowe as Danny Mahealani/Human(the chill guy that doesn't know anything about the supernatural until Hotshot tells him, pretend like he doesn't know, is literally the most chill guy you'll ever meet)🌻

Mush Meyers as Jordan Parrish/HellHound(sheriff's deputy, doesn't know about the supernatural until Jack tells him, doesn't like what he is for the longest time, helps save the day Countless times)🌹

Kid Blink as Sheriff Stilinski/Human(Is Race's biological older brother[Race knew Blink couldn't support both of them and he's okay with it, they still act like brothers], doesn't know about the supernatural for so long, chaotic af when it comes to Race, eventually dates Mush)🌻

Finch Cortes as Theo Raeken/Chimera/Beta Werewolf(friend to enemy to frenemy, tries to kill Jack many times, thinks he's doing what's right, sparks rift between Jack and Race because of Race's skepticism of Finch, creates Chimeras to make his own pack, eventually dates Crutchie)🌹🌹🌹🌹(it happens a few times)

Snitch Caspary as Hayden Romero/Chimera(briefly dates Crutchie, apart of Finch's "Pack", frenemy to friend with Crutchie after some childish fighting when they were younger)🌹

Specs Samuels as Mason Hewitt/Human/Beast Host(Crutchie's best friend and support system/ his partner in crime. Sort of like how Race is Jack's partner in crime.)🌹

Romeo Richardson as Corey Bryant/Chimera(foe to friend, dates Specs even when he's considered a foe to Jack and Liam. He can turn invisible on command and can also turn others invisible. He gets kidnapped and nearly dies when creatures known as Ghost Riders attack)🌹

Skittery Goorjian as Brett Talbot/Werewolf(Crutchie's friend to foe to friend. They fight a lot, but eventually find neutral grounds. Becomes a major Ally to Jack.)💀

And I almost forgot the most important character...

Snaps Walcott(Chaz Walcott's Brooklyn alter ego) as Greenburg aka the mysterious character that Coach Hannah always picks on no matter what even though she secretly thinks of them as one of her many Lacrosse children. Never actually seen on screen, only ever mentioned, could be a girl or a guy, the source of most of Coach Hannah's issues, secretly the best character ever.

I'm pretty sure I've missed a couple of characters, bit this literally covers Season 1 to Season 6. I low-key want to write a fic, but at the same time this is so freaking confusing.

Anyway, I hope anyone who loves Newsies or Teen Wolf or Both enjoys although it's confusing! Message me or send me and Ask if you have any questions!!!(make sure you specify that your questions or suggestions are for this AU please)

[unfortunate-stranger-losers]

Okay I don’t expect you to write this but imagine It/asoue au. What do the Baudelaires and quagmires see? How does their knowledge and resourcefulness help them? Who’s the biggest skeptic? The possibilities, fam.

Okay so first off, someone actually has written an ASOUE/IT AU! @weirdthoughtsandideas has written The Unfortunate Losers, and while I haven’t read it yet, I’ve heard from everyone else it’s really good! Definitely check it out! 

I will mention that I did make a gifset for a potential Unfortunate Gen in IT AU about a year ago (May 4 2018) so I do have some ideas of my own that I’m gonna go ahead and put under the cut. 

Again, haven’t read TUL, so any similarities are coincidences. 

Okay SO here’s what I’d have for setup: 

The Quagmires have been in Derry for a few years with their parents. Fiona’s been living near the lake with her Stepdad (her brother’s away for work). Carmelita is from the rich side of town, Friday is from the poorer side. 

Quigley and Duncan had been collecting stories from Derry for a while, convinced that there was something that made the adults not give a shit about the kids. 

A few months-a year before the story begins, the Quagmire Fire happens. Quigley escapes with severe burns, hiding in the woods because he’s scared of the uncaring adults. After a while, Fiona finds him, and once he swears her to secrecy, she hides him in an old underground clubhouse and treats his wounds. 

Duncan and Isadora eventually find him after Fiona says some cryptic shit and they follow her. They also agree not to tell anyone, but for more practical reasons; they’ve been placed under the care of Count Olaf, who is a right bastard and they don’t want Quigley getting hurt. 

A little bit before the story begins, the Baudelaire parents die in an accident and they’re also placed under Olaf’s care. 

Alright now after that here are the story beats I know I want:

The Quags sneak out to visit Quigley and get followed by the Baudelaires. This is how they all become acquainted with Quigley and Fiona. 

Friday is either our Georgie (rip) or she’s the one who gets captured like Bev in the 2017 film. 

Carmelita might fill a vaguely Henry Bowers role but idk if I want to make her irredeemable so maybe redemption? idk tho

Duncan and Quig are our conspiracy theorists who figure out about the clown first, though Sunny “I tried to bite a Demon Clown” Baudelaire certainly helps. 

Possible implication that the ATWQ gang fought IT twenty-seven years ago. 

And of course the best part: the FEARS 

Violet gets Beverly’s fear, mainly due to Count Olaf’s… unwanted attention. She also get Bev’s haircut because the scene of her hair shooting out of the drain before blood spurts out… iconic!! So, yeah, she gets a bloody bathroom scene. 

Klaus gets the clown taking the form of his dead parents, or the form of a dying Violet or Sunny, telling him that he’s worthless and stupid and nobody will ever love him. He also gets the creepy Clown Doll Room that Richie got in 2k17. 

Sunny has no fear gets the werewolf bc why not. 

Duncan and Isadora share a fear; the fire that killed their parents, and the memory of their parents struggling to get to them while dying. (Like Mike in the 2017 film). Sometimes Pennywise tortures them more by taking the form of a dying, burned Quigley. 

Quigley gets darkness; he’s surrounded by a pitch blackness, and he can’t see what’s around him or find his way anywhere. All he can see, after several panicked minutes, is the glowing eyes coming towards him, before his siblings show up. 

Fiona gets drowning. She’s alone in a room in her house when a leak starts, so she puts a bucket under it and continues on. But then another leak starts, and then another, and soon the room is flooding. She can’t get the door open, nobody can hear her, and the room is filling. As she starts losing her ability to float, she starts seeing this strange shape coming towards her, with glowing eyes… and then her stepfather opens the door, asking why on earth she was shouting, and he can’t see the water. 

Carmelita gets isolation. Nobody can see or hear her, and after a while, she can’t see or hear anyone. Then the room starts closing in, crushing her. 

Friday gets the Leper; someone who “didn’t listen to their parents” and “rocked the boat”, and thus is diseased and dying and chasing her, trying to get her to rock the boat. 

Also one last note

Should we have a “27 years later they come back” storyline, everyone slowly starts to remember… except Sunny. Because she was like. a fucking infant. She is very pissed she got called to this weirdass town when she could be working in her kitchen and chilling with her girlfriend and she is 100% convinced that everyone else was just on drugs the whole time. 

Sunny: Oh my God, shut up, there is no demon clown, you all were just super high. Violet: Sunny there’s literally a mummy right behind you Sunny, barely glancing behind her at the giant-ass scary mummy: That’s just how Maine is