[crashes through your wall] did somebody say femslash
I think I got an ask a LONG time ago with a prompt of Lydia being an investigative journalist. … or it was a plot bunny that burrowed into my brain and refused to be ignored. either way, here you go.
I may or may not continue on @ u @
As far as Lydia was concerned, investigative journalism had its merits. It was rewarding in itself, but it also required skills of deduction and manipulation and an interest in spending hours upon hours in front of a computer screen conducting the proper research.
A lot of people were asking me (via tags, via ask) about THE LIST? WHERE IS THE LIST OF THE 12 DAYS OF STEREK AUS???? Let me first redirect you to swingsetindecember’s list, there are a ton of my favourites already on there (^▽^*)ﾉ.
And because it’s Christmas and I’m waiting for the rest of my family to wake up, here’s one more ◕ ◡ ◕
★ 12 meet-cute coffee shop au
- Coaches Cupcake Coffee House
- When the Song Stops Playing
- Simple Math
- It’s been like years since it’s been clear
- Double Negatives
- Voldemort and Jean Valjean (Walk into a Coffee Shop)
- Whipped Cream
- We Go Together Like Coffee and Tea (series)
- Living With Lycanthropy
- I Hope By The Morning
- Thank You For Breaking My Heart
- Not Exactly My Cup of Coffee
★ 11 high school aus
- Oh God, He’s Hot
- Eat, Knot, Love
- I Hate To Be The One To Ruin The Night
- sheepnamedpig’s first and second tumblr fics
- derek-tion’s prompt fill
- The John Wilkes (Kissing) Booth of Fundraising
- Why Don’t You Say So
- White Blank Page
- Is it okay to pimp my own HS AU out lmao
★ 10 artist aus (SORRY GHOST AU DOESN’T EXIST YET that i know of)
- The View From My Window
- Pretty Melody
- Coming Home
- Indelible Marks
- Quaking Aspen
- Grin Like A Mad Man and Dance
- El Corazón del Lobo
- Stay Awhile
- An Artist’s Personal Statement
★ 9 bodyguard aus
- A Strong Heart, and a Nerve of Steel
- Hale to the Chief
- Strike Softly (Away from the Body)
- If Your Color’s Blue
- seems like that’s all there is on ao3 :(((
★ 8 royalty aus
- Impossible to a Thousand More
- The Night Flowers
- The Price of a Soul
- A Pauper’s Prince
- Someday Came Today
- Like Heaven Catching Lightning
- The Well of Living Waters
- King and Lionheart
★ 7 firefighter aus
- Run Stiles, Run
- You Are My Fire (series)
- Emergency Love
- annnnd the rest o’ the good ones @ swingsetindecember’s list
★ 6 office aus (festive or otherwise)
- I Wish I Had a River
- ain’t no other knight capable of handling the hotness
- Reason for Call
- Not Like Bond and Moneypenny
- All Questions Put to Rest
- My Taco Sparkles
★★★ 5 COLLEGE AUUUUUUUUUUS ★★★
- Triple Shot Pumpkin Spice Lattes
- The Company I Keep
- The Hazards and Benefits of Channel Surfing on a Saturday Night
- all earz on me
★ 4 holiday fics (since there aren’t any notebook aus ;__;)
★ 3 childhood friends au
★ 2 pretend relationship because of werewolf conference au
★ annnnnnd 1 pwp fic with kinks of your choice!!!!!
- this one’s on youuuuu
i want a fic where Derek is forced to download Snapchat by Stiles and Scott onto his phone despite the fact he thinks he would never use it but Cora starts sending him pictures whilst she’s still away and he’s back at Beacon Hills and Cora sends goofy pictures to make Derek laugh and Derek decides to give it a go and starts to pull faces, like cross-eyed & tongue out photos and pulling weird faces in his wolf from and then he send a picture of himself mid-laughing and accidentally sends it to Stiles and when Stiles opens it, seeing Derek really laughing and only gets to see it for 10 seconds and Stiles falls in love with the way Derek laughs and sets himself a mission of getting Derek to laugh like that again. And Stiles is determined to make it happen.
Seriously guys, someone has claimed I stole Slipping Away from them because I got it taken down when they stole it and started posting it on another website. They claim that they wrote it long ago on tumblr and I was the one who reposted it. On the site where they posted it their username is TPosePose. Does anyone know if they’re on tumblr? I’d appreciate any help you can give me and I’m sorry for so many posts about this.
In my experience, RPers and Writers alike enjoy one thing: Making characters suffer. This little guide is supposed to help you with keeping injuries and the First Aid - in case you want to patch your character back together - realistic.
I am no medical professional, but I dare say I picked up a thing or two during my First Aid school-medic training ;)
Under read more for length! Also, trigger warnings for blood, I suppose?
Rating: General Audience
Warnings: Major Character Death
Somebody on AO3 bookmarked my fic with the tag “hate the author’s name but really like the fic”. I feel oddly accomplished.
In other news, expect me to be posting again soon!
In which Stiles and Derek hold hands when they sleep.
“You know otters hold hands when they sleep?”
Derek’s response is something between a noncommittal grunt and a noise of inquiry that doesn’t mean talk forever, but it doesn’t mean shut up either.
“They do,” Stiles says, gently tightening his grip on Derek’s hand. “They hold hands while they sleep so they won’t float away from each other.”
Derek’s eyes open, then, and Stiles tries to pretend Derek won’t hear the way his heart skips. In the dim light from the full moon outside, Stiles is having an all too familiar problem trying to figure out if Derek’s eyes are hazel or green or gold or maybe a little red.
“That what you’re doing?” Derek finally murmurs, voice a soft rumble that lilts across the space between them. “Holding me so I won’t float away?”
Stiles could be flippant, he knows. Could answer in a way that masks the lump in his throat and hides the ache in his chest that’s become a constant wherever Derek’s involved. But they’ve spent too many nights pretending that Derek doesn’t wake up shaking because of nightmares -
“You should smile more, Derek. The world should know how happy you are.”
“You mean how happy you make me?”
“Yeah. Something like.”
- and that Stiles doesn’t remember what it feels like to watch the line of his mother’s heartbeat slow until it’s a straight, painstakingly even line.
“We’ll turn the monitors off so you won’t hear when it flatlines, okay? It will make things easier if…”
“Leave them on. I don’t want easier.”
“Maybe,” Stiles finally whispers, stroking his thumb over the back of Derek’s hand. “Or maybe you’re doing that for me.”
For the Teen Wolf Superbang!
Title Where I Stood
Five ways that the aftermath of Allison’s possession by a demon didn’t happen and one way it did. No explicit pairings in this fic.
Notes: Complete. Based on. AU, set a few years in the future.
Warnings: Mentions of Kate and the fire.
Derek has had a lot of problems with his past, especially centered around sex. Over the years, Stiles has helped him through so much, and this is a big test of everything they’ve worked on.
teen wolf au:
Lydia and Stiles are spirits, enslaved and used for their powers by the enchanter, Peter Hale. Peter has grown too strong and can no longer be ignored. The Legion of Wolves and Hunters (which sounds a lot more eloquent in French), sends out their three best operatives to find Peter and either kill him or find the source of his power — And, if need be, to get rid of that as well.
“So, what? You think the LDL can just send in a few pups and a girl with a bow and arrow and fix this?” The form in front of them wavers, solidifying to the point where if Scott reached out, he might be able to touch it.
“Be kind, Stiles,” a voice says from next to the group. Allison pulls a dagger from her boot and holds it in front of her. The fear on her face is palpable as the knife flies from her hand and embeds itself in a nearby tree. “They obviously don’t know who they’re dealing with.” A fiery red head materializes from beside the tree, eyes calming from a bright glowing white. The smirk on her face is predatory.
“Think they could benefit from us showing them?” The other spirit — Stiles — muses, walking over. Scott thinks it looks like he’s walking on a moving sidewalk, the steps taking him further than they would take a human — like he’s floating. There’s no crunch of leaves under foot, just silence as the three of them keep their eyes trained on the two spirits.
“We’re not here for you.” It’s Derek who speaks up, which makes the hair on Scott’s neck jump. To all of their surprise, he stands up straight and holsters his sidearm, which he never really needs to begin with. It’s for show, just like the electric rod that Scott is holding. Allison glares at Derek, lowering her hand and reaching for her other boot. “Please,” he bites. “Like our weapons could do shit to them.”
A laughs splits the air and the three hunters turn to look at the spirits. Stiles, who has solidified so much so that the only way to tell him apart from a human being is the fact that he’s greyed out, like looking at somebody through foggy glass, has his head tipped back and his mouth open. “You,” he says, lowering his head and leveling Derek with an unnerving grin. “I like you.” The hair on the back of Scott’s neck is still raised, prickling to where it’s almost painful. He glances over to Allison, whose jaw is clenched and whose eyes are bordering on dangerous. He hears the leather of her glove creak when she flexes her grip. He follows her line of sight to the red headed spirit, whose form is almost completely opaque.
“We should take them to Peter,” the spirit says, looking directly at Allison. Stiles frowns and looks over at her.
“Of course,” he agrees, though everything about his body language suggests that he thinks otherwise. Scott catches a spike of alcohol taint the air, and he guesses that even spirits have scents and emotions. And right now, there’s only fear.
coming soon !
happyharpywings asked you:Um. Well, could I suggest some Sterek, perhaps? Uh, maybe something sexY? I’m so terribly sorry, I always feel so awkward about these kinds of things… Q_QSomehow it seemed sexier in my head. D:
(notice the one going around was in fact not from the original source, so I’ll be deleting that.
for those who reblogged the other one, please give credit where credit is due!)
It starts, as most things do, when Stiles tries to be a nice person and get Derek a job. It’s all downhill from there.