Hey all! To round out the Best Teen Wolf Poly ship tournament, I'm going to give the rankings of how every poly ship placed of the 64 Teen Wolf Poly Ships in it. How I'm ranking them is going by the rounds. So the poly ships that didn't make it past the first round are the lowest, then second, third round etc - within each round, they're ranked by how many or few votes they got.
So if a poly ship made it past the first round, I'll put their total votes just to see how many they got throughout the whole competition, and just for those who might be curious - but total votes don't have any bearing on their placements. So one poly ship might have gotten a lot one round and very few the next round, but have more total votes than the poly ship ranked above them because that poly ship got more votes the second round.
I know this ranking isn't full proof, but I'm just doing this for fun, so again let's not take it too seriously. This way just made the most sense for how each poly ship should be ranked. Also I will highlight a poly ship's vote count red to indicate that it was eliminated that round.
So, without further ado, the rankings! Part 4 😁 (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)
them all being wildly protective of each other. they may not have known each other for very long, but they’ve already been through hell together, and they’ll be DAMNED if they let anyone else give them shit after all that. they’re all fighters, but together they melt.
3) Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?
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Recipient’s Tumblr Username: @devilsstraightedge
Title: One Moment at a Time
Rating: General
Word Count: 3659 words
Main Ship(s): Cora/Boyd/Erica
Warnings: No archive warnings apply
Summary: "And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time." The first moment was when Erica fell for Cora Hale. The others that followed were all Boyd's, trying to deal with this first change.
insists that they are an awesome dancer even though they’re terrible: Stiles oh my god please this is canon
likes to watch reality tv: Malia loves to curl up on the couch on Sunday with ice cream and marathon Ex on the Beach.
refuses to wear pants when they’re home alone: definitely Malia shit
is the jealous / protective one: I’m gonna go with Stiles
goes all out on the holidays: Malia!!! Like she gets the christmas decorations out on November 1
cries over books: Malia
is terrible with kids: Stiles holy shit
drinks too much caffeine: Stiles, Malia doesn’t like coffee
could sleep for twenty-four hours straight: weirdly, also Stiles. Like once that boy is out, he’s out.
never wears matching socks: Malia. Why would she?? She just puts on the ones she finds, nobody sees them anyway.
punches a tree when they’re angry: Malia
gets scared by the toaster: Stiles when he’s concentrating on something and the toast pops up
Bericora
insists that they are an awesome dancer even though they’re terrible: Cora
likes to watch reality tv: definitely Erica she gets really into it
refuses to wear pants when they’re home alone: Boyd. Neither of the girls are complaining.
is the jealous / protective one: omg Cora and Erica get SO protective over Boyd nobody can touch their boy
goes all out on the holidays: Erica!!! Especially Christmas and Cora and Boy share an eyeroll when their girlfriend is singing Christmas carols when baking cookies
cries over books: Boyd but he tries to hide it
is terrible with kids: Cora, she has NO patience with them
drinks too much caffeine: Erica and Boyd is like omg slow down you’re gonna DIE
could sleep for twenty-four hours straight: Cora. Sometimes she does and Berica is really impressed
never wears matching socks: Erica because ‘THERE ARE SO MANY SOCKS IN THIS HOUSEHOLD WE COULD FREE ALL THE ELVES’
punches a tree when they’re angry: Cora
gets scared by the toaster: Boyd but ok, listen..... it was ONE TIME OKAY STOP LAUGHING AT ME ERICA
“Please just let me forget,” Erica whines, buryingher face in the crook of Boyd’s neck. Boyd chuckles and presses her closer tohim, kissing her on her hair.
“Never. It’s way too funny to ever forget.Actually, it’s so funny I’m gonna tell it to our children at Thanksgivingdinners.”
Erica looks at him through her fingers.
“You’re gonna tell our children I bluntly asked agirl to have a threesome with us?”
Boyd makes a face, props up on his elbows to giveher a kiss on the shoulder.
“Yeah, you’re right. That would be a bit weird.”
Erica lets out a desperate sigh and falls onto hisbroad chest.
“She would’ve been perfect though. She hadeverything on our list: dark hair, dangerous eyes, dirty mouth. Ugh, Icompletely blew it.”
“Well...” Boyd says as he rubs her back.
“Maybe you were a bit upfront about it. I mean, shedoesn’t even know us.”
Erica immediately perks up, a mischievous grin onher face.
“So... we get to know her. And then we ask again.”
It takes themthree months and a lot of patience, but Erica finally feels like she truly got to know Cora.She knows every hidden tattoo, every sensitive place, every bite mark. Her body holds nomore secrets for her.
Although she and Cora have had sex before, they never included Boyd. It’s not like Cora doesn’t like him - Erica is pretty convinced she loves him - it’s just that they’re all too nervous to take the first step.
Until Erica loses her patience.
“Okay,” she says one afternoon, when they’re all spread on Erica’s carpet in her room, all busy with their books and notes.
Cora looks up from her book, a lighter dangling between her lips.
“So how are we gonna do this?”
“Do what?” Boyd asks, raising an eyebrow at his girlfriend.
Erica sighs, throwing her head in her neck in frustration.
“Oh, come on. Can we stop messing around and just get on with it?”
“Get on with what?” Cora chimes in, putting the lighter out of her mouth like a cigarette.
“Seriously? Do you two seriously not know what I’m talking about?”
Boyd and Cora exchange a look, shrug and look back to Erica.
“Look, I’m gonna spell this out for you nice and easy, okay? I like Cora and I also like Boyd. And you two obviously like each other. So I want to like both of you, at the same time. Get it now?”
A grin spreads across Cora’s face as Boyd starts blushing and ducks his head.
“Yeah, I totally get it now. And I suggest we start liking each other all together at the same time right about now.”
Erica smirks and both girls look at Boyd, who’s already making movements towards the bed.
Ever since the bite, men have been desiring Erica. They long for her attention, fight to work with her during chemistry. They try anything to get a date with her.
But they don’t like her for who she really is. They don’t care about the nightmares or scars on her wrists. They don’t care about how smart she is or how she can sum up all the most important constellations or how much she loves to visit the aquarium.
They only care about her breasts, about her legs in her short skirts. They don’t want to go on dates with her because they’re genuinely interested in her. They just want to get in her pants.
But then she meets Boyd. Strong, tall, dangerous looking, sweet Boyd. The boy who saved a litter of kittens from the streets and raised them himself. The boy whose touch is as gentle as that of a child. The boy who looks at her like she holds the universe in her eyes.
And when he cups her face in his big, warm hands and kisses her for the first time, she knows he’s the one. His kiss is patient and soft and oh so gentle, as if he’s scared he’ll scare her away.
He’s the one.
But that doesn’t mean there’s only one ‘the one’.
Where Boyd is softness, Cora is war. Where he is peace, she is destruction. Where he is a saint, she is the devil. She’s anger and rage and blood; she’s fists and bruises and bites. Her music is loud and her words are harsh. Her body is art, covered in tattoos Erica loves to trace with her fingers. If Boyd is her sun, Cora is her moon.
At first she thinks it won’t work out. She’s scared she’ll have to choose between them, between safety and adventure. But even saints have their dark side, and even the devil was once an angel. Boyd and Cora are like two halves and Erica is the one who brings them together.
And it works.
Their relationship is unconventional and mostly frowned upon. After all, how can a boy so kind love two girls so full of war? But they live in their own little world where nothing can harm them. Boyd loves Erica softly and sweet, like she needs. And he loves Cora hard and complete, like she deserves.
Erica doesn’t have a family, not really. Her mom left when she was eight, in the middle of the night. She still doesn’t know where she is. Her dad never really cared about her. All he cared about were her grades and how bad they usually were.
Where she doesn’t have a real family by blood, she makes up for it by having a family by choice.
So when Derek invites them to celebrate Christmas in his lodge, the decision is quickly made.
“Is everybody ready?” Cora booms. The lodge is full of life tonight: everyone is running around, getting coats on, eating one last cookie, bumping into each other. They’re going down to the village below to watch the Tree Lighting and it’s taking them ages to get ready.
“Has anyone seen my scarf?” Isaac asks. Stiles throws it into his general direction, then almost trips over one of Kira’s boots.
It’s basically pure chaos.
Erica watches it from afar, leaning against the wall next to Cora. They are both already packed with coats and scarves and beanies. Though they’re both werewolves, they cannot stand the cold.
Boyd joins them in their silent judgment of the unorganized packs in the lodge and gently takes Erica’s hand. Sometimes she’s still shocked at how caring and gentle he truly is.
“We’re gonna miss the Lighting if we wait any longer,” Erica comments, looking at Cora. Cora frowns and slams her fist on the wall to get everyone’s attention.
“Everyone who isn’t ready in one minute isn’t going!” She threatens.
Everything happens a lot faster after that. Kira finds her other boot, Scott helps Malia into her giant winter coat, Tracy and Hayden switch beanies and Mason puts on his gloves. The whole pack is ready to go in forty seconds.
“Finally,” Cora sighs. They walk through the door and quickly divide between the four cars they’re driving to the village.
After another five minutes, they finally leave the mountain.
Cora isn’t easily speechless. Erica has only seen her truly impressed once or twice, one time being the first time Erica had stood completely naked in front of her. But now, as they’re staring at the Christmas lights in the village, Cora doesn’t know what to say. Her eyes reflect the fairy lights and her smile is like a little secret she only shares with Boyd and her.
The three of them are standing a bit away from the others, once again caught up in their own world. Boyd’s arms are draped over their shoulders and he gives them both a kiss on the cheek.
“You look really happy,” he tells Cora.
“I am,” she admits.
“I’m with the two people I love, looking at Christmas lights in a winter wonderland. I have every reason to be happy.”
Erica reaches over Boyd to touch her girlfriend’s arm and smiles at her.
“Christmas wasn’t really fun at my house,” Erica says.
“But this Christmas is gonna be amazing.”
They have a habit of sharing a bed, even if it’s small. Thankfully, they got a room with a king size bed so they’re relatively comfortable. Boyd is in the middle, like he always is, and Erica and Cora are snuggled up on both sides of him, their arms draped over his torso and their fingers intertwined.
People like to sexualize their relationship. People at school like to yell obscene things at mostly Boyd when they walk through the hallways, about how he’s gonna fuck two girls in one go and who sits on his face as the other one rides him.
What they don’t know is that there is no sex in their relationship; at least not with Boyd. When the three of them share a bed, it’s all snuggling and no sex. They have seen each other naked and sometimes crawl in bed wearing nothing more than their skin, but Boyd solely sees their bodies as something aesthetically pleasing, something to describe in poems or make art about.
Cora and Erica respect and love him all the same and keep the sexual part of their relationship completely between them. In a way, it makes them feel like they’re excluding him, but they enjoy each other’s bodies too much to really care about it. Boyd knows he’s loved and he knows the girls love each other in a more physical way from time to time. He’s fine with it.
In a lot of ways, their relationship is very complicated. They don’t even dare to think about the day they will all go their separate ways to go to college. They try to think past that, to the moment where they can buy a nice apartment with a giant bed and build a life together, preferably with a few dogs and lots of love between the three of them.
But for now, this is enough. Celebrating the holidays with each other, whispering beautiful words in the dead of night, watch the moonlight illuminate their skin. For now, Erica knows this is as good as it’s gonna get.
