awwww, he's given her a new knife :3 look at her, look at her))) that beaming girly face, ahah XD I love these two so much already :) she didn't want to accept it as a gift, so he's 'lending' it to her)) one wildiing girl and one smart man :D
Now compare this to a scene from the draft script of the first Maleficent movie—
Maleficent: Diaval? Diaval!
She pounds on his chest. He gasps suddenly, and gulps for air. Maleficent leans back, more relieved than she ever thought she'd be . Diaval sits up.
Maleficent: I thought I'd lost you.
But this is too revealing.
Maleficent: then what would I do for wings?
Diaval covers his disappointment at her cavalier attatude.
So now in the second movie we get a scene where Maleficent actually tells Diaval she's missed him, and his shocked expression tells me this is the first time she's ever told him anything like that, she's being open and honest about her feelings. I smell even more character development 👀
I hope they keep the possible Maleval scenes in this time around, unlike the first.
My Name is Derek Hale page 33 - in which we learn more about what our cast of characters have been up to in this universe, with a very unflattering picture of Jackson! Jackson and Stiles being very close friends is a recurring theme in Ella's fics and I love it! I figured Stiles would be the type to keep a super ugly photo of Jackson that he proudly displays wherever he's living, so it's looking a little jagged and has holes from being pinned elsewhere before this :) <3 TY to @renmackree for providing ample examples of Colton doing weird faces lol <3
Page 34 will be up on May 30th - we'll be halfway through this exposition section, stick with me! - currently working up a bit of a buffer to give me time to figure out how to do the backgrounds of the following sections since it'll be outside lol (considering finding a street on google street view hmmm)
My Name is Derek Hale page 32 - in which we get some background info on scotty-boy and stiles' initial foray into the Supernatural. Meanwhile i, as always, have a ton of fun with the background (:<
It's fun to give the illusion of photos and text mixed with actual stuff - namely a Star Wars poster of episode IV, the Eisenhower Decision Matrix, and a random criminology course overview i found online hehe. He also has a bunch of photos of friends and family that we'll get a few closeups of, a ton of random books and post-its everywhere because I kept track of a ton of things that way when i was in college lol
My Name is Derek Hale page 31 - in which we officially move into some exposition! I've tried my best to stay true to Ella's world-building while balancing it with what works in a visual medium - and prioritizing getting back to the story :) It might get a little text-heavy but I hope it works for everyone <3 I'm certainly having tons of fun coming up with things to put in stiles' room and what kinds of pictures he'd have of his friends and family!
Shout out to @renmackree for helping me with the american high school graduation clothes and accessories ♡
Page 32 will be up on May 2nd :)
Today is also the 1-year anniversary of posting the first page of this comic - how cool is that! \o/ It is by far the biggest artistic thing I've ever undertaken and to still be so excited to work on it almost every day is a gift, as is the continuous love it gets. Thank you all so much ♡♡
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Hi guys, I know it's been months but I didn't forget you all. I will finish this, though it might be a slow process. If possible though, please someone let me know if you got a notification from the master post that this has been added. If not, I'll go back and add all the tags but I'd like to avoid that if possible lol.
Stiles grins when Eli’s eyes sparkle over a stack of perfectly round pancakes loaded with mini chocolate chips and cinnamon swirls. The toddler beams at him from his high-chair before taking a dry pancake from the plate and chomping off a large bite. " ‘Tiles!"
"Not even going to wait for some syrup huh little dude?" Stiles asks fondly before hurrying to the fridge and getting some milk out. He’s not sure if choking is as much a hazard for werewolf babies as it is for human ones but he’s not taking a chance as he fills a small, plastic cup.
"He’s ravenous." Peter says happily. "He may even out-eat Boyd at this point."
Stiles hums, pulling a barstool closer to Eli’s side and moving the mountain of pancakes back onto the island to give the toddler a smaller, more manageable plate.
" ‘Tiles not sad no mo’ ?" Stiles smiles and shakes his head.
"No buddy. I’m fine. Sorry if I scared you." Stiles says and Eli pauses mid bite to reach an arm out for him. Stiles complies, pulling both toddler and pancake into his arms so Eli can sit on his lap to eat.
"It ok!"
"Are you sad?"
"I not ‘cared of uncle Pe-er. I didn’ know it was him." Stiles catches the way Peter’s face flickers in guilt before he turns his attention back to Eli.
"Me too." He says in reply. "Are you enjoying your pancakes?" Eli nods before lifting the last piece up to Stiles’ lips.
" ‘Tiles pan-cake. I made dem for you." Stiles laughs before taking the piece in his mouth.
"Thanks E. They’re delicious." Eli hums in agreement before turning to reach for another.
Derek is at their side a moment later, setting a coffee cup down in front of Stiles and brushing his fingers across the nape of his neck.
"Here. Drink something warm."
"You know I like coffee?"
"You said you add cinnamon to your coffee. I assumed. Cream and sugar?" Stiles nods and watches as Peter tosses another pancake into the air before depositing it onto a second mountainous pile next to the stovetop.
"So Stiles," the beta starts, peaking at him over his shoulder. "How long have you been courting my nephew?"
Derek lets out a growl of annoyance but Stiles isn’t deterred.
"Let’s see, it’s 4:15 now and I started flirting with him pretty much immediately, so… 12 hours and 15 minutes? Although, you kind of interrupted our first night together so I think next date-night should be on you." Peter lets out a surprised bark of a laugh.
"My dear, if you promise to stay around I’d pay for your wedding." Peter muses.
"Pass. You’re a little too flashy for my taste." Now Derek chuckles but Peter’s eyes are shinning in amusement when he finally turns to look him over fully.
"You aren’t at all like any of the humans I’m used to…I say this as a compliment."
"Hearing about the kind of humans you’re used to I’d say it’s a low bar, but thanks."
Eli bites down on his second pancake with a pleased sigh. "Drink some milk buddy." Stiles instructs and the toddler is only too happy to do so before holding the treat up for Stiles again.
" ‘Tiles hungy too?" He isn’t but the action is grounding so he takes another small bite and kisses the top of Eli’s head.
Peter is watching smugly from the stove, his arms crossed over his chest as Derek moves around him to add cream and sugar to Stiles' cup.
"Stop harassing him." The alpha warns.
"I’m not! I’m pleased as punch, if not a bit jealous. I’ve been out and about fighting off rival packs and feral harpies and you’ve been busy with a sparky young mate.—”
"We just met yesterday. This is all new to him. Don’t tease. And you’re the one who won’t keep his A-S-S home. You get no sympathy for the fights." Peter gives a practiced look of shock.
"You’re saying those were my fault?"
"I’m saying I can tell where you are by following the smell of trouble and bad decisions." Derek says with a stony look.
Eli giggles around another bite of pancake. " Uncle Pe-er alway poke da bear." He says, turning to Stiles and making a snarling face. "Rawr!" He mimics. Stiles looses it. He bursts out laughing, his arms wrapping around the toddler to keep him safe but he can’t stop the loud, unrestrained laughter that bubbles up his chest. Soon Eli is following along and then Derek and even Peter chuckles.
"Who would win E? Your uncle Peter or a bear?" Stiles asks lightly and Peter lets out an affronted sound.
"Bear!" Eli sings.
"Traitor." Peter grumbles before turning back to the 2 large platters overflowing with pancakes and placing them into the oven to keep warm.
"Even ‘Tiles won a-gainst Uncle-Pe-er." This time it’s Derek who doubles over in laughter and Peter gives the toddler a playful snarl."
"I was taken by surprise!" Peter argues.
"Ah yes. The supernaturally fast, strong, agile apex predator with night vision was taken by surprise from the human with one usable hand." Stiles grins, earning a flash of blue eyes.
"Which begs the question…" Peter says, suddenly turning serious. "How does a preschool teacher come about those skills?"
"I trained two years with the FBI." Stiles admits and watches as Peter’s body becomes eerily still.
"FBI?" He questions and Derek’s smile falls as Stiles nods. "I take it you aren’t working with them now?"
"I’m not a hunter." Stiles snaps because sure, that’s what it sounds like. A FBI member weaseling into a preschool to get close to the alpha's child. Because of course there were crooked agents just like there were crooked cops and it would make sense... Some law enforcement knowing about the supernatural, about some working with hunters. "I failed my test because of my panic attacks. I’m not a hunter and if you accuse me of being one one more time I'll stab your eye out next."
Peter holds his arms up in surrender. "I wasn’t accusing you. although you can forgive me for being wary. It’s not the first time my nephew was tricked by a pretty face." Stiles sees the flash of guilt pass over Derek’s face and Peter sends him a shrug. "I am not wrong."
"You’re not going to be much of anything if you keep it up." Stiles warns and now Eli is fidgeting unhappily.
"Is Uncle Pe-er bein mean?"
"No E. He’s just being a potty head." Eli hums in agreement before going back to his food. "I want to like you Peter but you make it increasingly difficult."
"I’ve been made aware." Peter says with a grin. "I’ll behave." He turns to rummage through the fridge. "I haven’t been threatened so much in my own pack house since Talia found out Derek and Laura got into my stash of wolfsbane laced whisky."
"So the bad decision making isn’t a recent problem?" Stiles asks. Peter smirks.
"Hardly. I was only surprised to see an agent turned preschool teacher. Though I suppose it does suit you. If I may say—as one who put you in a life and death situation—the FBI are idiots for letting you go." Stiles doesn’t know what to say to that, not sure how to take a compliment from this man so he turns to Derek instead who has settled to stand at his side, one hand around his own cup of coffee and the other tracing a line gently down stiles’ neck in a soothing gesture.
"He’s being sincere." Derek says helpfully. "Though he hasn’t told us all of the truth." Derek emphasizes, looking pointedly at Peter.
"All in due time dear nephew. I’m enjoying myself too much to lay all my cards down."
"I can force you." Derek reminds him bitterly.
"And take away my body autonomy? I hardly think you would." Derek growls dangerously. "Alright, I admit that one was a low blow." Peter says, waving his hand dismissively. "Where are the three stooges by the way? If I start the eggs now they’ll get cold."
"They stayed away so Eli would have an easier shift." Derek replies, his voice back to neutral and his hand laying heavily on Stiles’ shoulder. "I didn’t want to invite them over yet."
"You should." Stiles says before Peter can respond. "If you think Eli can handle it that is."
"But you—"
"I doubt any of your other betas are as extra as this guy." Stiles says, sweeping his hand over Peter. "Might as well get all the introductions out of the way since there’s no way I’m leaving E alone around this dude… No offense Peter."
Peter grins. "None taken."
Derek gives him a thankful look before reaching for his phone to text the betas. "I’ll tell them to come by. They were running an errand for me but that should be done by now."
"Errand? Those three? I hope it wasn’t an important one."
"As if you have proven any more capable?" Derek asks with a raised eyebrow.
"You wound me nephew."
"Tough." Derek says before shooting off a text and turning his full attention to lean down and rub his cheek against Eli’s forehead. "Can I have a bite Bug?"
Eli lets out a pleased whine, nuzzling back and holding up a half-eaten pancake. Derek takes a bite and gently rips the whole thing out of Eli’s hand, earning a grumble of protest.
"Animals." Peter jokes. "I’ll start the bacon first. Save some room Eli."
"He’s like a bottomless pit. I doubt it will be a struggle." Stiles says fondly.
"It’s expected. He’s matabolism is probably working at 3x its normal rate because he’s so late on his shift. And the moon is still out for another hour or so."
"Do you know why his shift was so late?" And this time Peter doesn’t bother to hide the sadden look.
"I have a theory…"
Derek’s tilts his head curiously and Peter gives Eli a quick look before regarding Stiles.
"I assume his body was working mistletoe out of its system."
"What!?" Derek and Stiles asks together.
"But mistletoe is—"
"Poisonous to us. Yes. It’s also poisonous to humans which is probably why K-A-T-E wasn’t able to judge the correct dosage to terminate the pregnancy. She was too afraid of overdosing herself. Whatever she did take was probably enough to have weekend him and surpress his powers.
" It didn’t K-I-L-L him but it’s probably only because he was using all his strength to try and work the poison through his system. We were always confused as to how he had our appetite when he didn’t seem to gain anything else. It’s because his body was working on healing himself continuously…
"Depending on how much and how often she took it, it means he could have been developing in her womb while being exposed to small doses of it for months. I'd also bet money on her continuing to feed it to him after he was born. Either to destroy any chances of him turning or testing to see if it affected him. Either way, it seems he’s been able to finally filter it fully out of himself."
Derek’s entire body is shaking with restraint and Stiles feels the beginning of a second panic attack when Peter makes a warning gesture. "Stop it, both of you. You’ll upset him! And I’m not certain that’s what it was. It’s all speculation."
"But if you were a betting man?" Stiles asks, already knowing what Peter would say. Because Peter thinks he’s right and Stiles thinks he’s right because it makes sense. It all makes sense. And he’s going to go find Kate and rip her throat out his goddamn self when the sound of the doorbell makes all three adults jump in surprise.
"Are you expecting anyone?" Peter demands, eyes beginning to glow that stark electric blue.
"Just the betas. They wouldn’t use the bell though." Derek says. "I hear 4 heartbeats…" Peter is suddenly at Stiles’ side, pulling him up to stand. Nothing is said but there is a silent look of agreement passed between both wolves as human and toddler are herded back. Peter takes a protective stance before them, growling and shielding the two from view.
Stiles can barely see Derek over Peter's shoulder as he moves to open the door. He can’t make out who's in front of the alpha but Peter does stop with his snarling and then Stiles hears a familiar voice—
"—these three hooligans claim that you’re their guardian? Is that correct?"
Derek’s voice follows after. "Unfortunately sir. I’m sorry, have they caused you some sort of trouble?"
"Dad?" Stiles asks, causing Peter to turn to him in surprise.
"Dad?"
"Well nothing entirely illegal, unless you call stalking a police officer on duty a crime. Which I do."
Before Derek can respond Stiles arms passed the beta, taking a few long strides until he's at Derek's side. There's a group of three older teens standing in the entryway, heads bowed and eyes guiltily looking down at the floor as Noah chastises them.
"Dad!?" Stiles repeats, cutting his father off mid lecture and causing all faces to turn to him in disbelief.
"Stiles?" Noah asks in confusion. "Wait, this is the Derek Hale from your phone call?" Stiles nods, grinning as the alpha and betas all stare at them wide-eyed.
"Is this how you justify checking up on my date?" Stiles teases with a shake of his head. "Arresting a group of teens? Really dad? It's like prom night all over again."
"Should have known any trouble I have would start with you." Noah says playfully back, laughing as he takes the group in. He's still wearing his officer's uniform, the sheriff's star shining as he steps forward to hug his son. And Stiles moves to embrace him, about to ask what all this is about when Eli sniffs at the air and his face perks up, fangs and claws dropping and eyes glowing bright yellow as he lets out an excited and giddy
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