Tags: Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Established Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Established Cora Hale/Lydia Martin, Matchmaking, Love Confessions, Magic Revealed, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale & Theo Raeken Friendship, Arthur Pendragon Is King, Crossover, Alive Lancelot, Alive Elyan, Arthur Knows About Merlin’s Magic, First Time, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Sheriff Stilinski’s Name is John, Good Peter Hale, Good Morgana
Summary:
In a land of myth and a time of magic...
Members of the Beacon Hills pack suddenly find themselves thrust back in time with the purpose of helping Merlin stop a threat that is approaching the walls of Camelot. They have no choice but to adapt and try and fit in with this unfamiliar world. Some are more successful than others. It becomes more complicated when they discover the beast that has been terrorizing the kingdom is someone familiar. Especially when they realize that the beast might not be the real threat at all.
in another universe stiles and malia never broke up, cora is dating lydia, kira never left (and she's still with scott), hayden stayed in bh and gwen is now her gf, theo and liam are together and isaac is dating some hot french guy and facetimes the pack everyday
Thanks for the amazing prompts @hale-o-ween! Banners by @justlgbtthings.
Leather and Prada don't go together.
That's what Lydia Martin thought when she first met Cora Hale.
In all of her prickly glory, Cora Hale was what Lydia Martin despised. Brutish nature and surly attitude and not-minced words tumbling from cracked, chapped lips. Skinned knees where a skirt should be and a lower tone than a girl their age should have. Eyes that didn't sparkle but stared unseeingly at you when you spoke.
Barely knowing her for a week, Lydia Martin swore she would never be involved with Cora Hale's leather style more than her prim and proper Prada could stomach.
Leather and Prada and pumpkin guts don't go together.
That's what Lydia thought when Cora first invited her to go pumpkin picking together during their last year of high school.
But much like her brother, Cora hid her delicate feelings behind pinched scowls and grumpy insults aimed at others' unprotected underbellies. It didn't take a genius—though Lydia was, so in a way, it did—to realize that Cora's fisted hands and clenched jaw actually meant she was nervous.
Which in turn meant Cora was actually asking Lydia out on a date.
And as much as Lydia knew how horribly leather and Prada and pumpkin guts went together, Lydia also knew there's no other way she'd rather spend the Sunday before Halloween than perusing pumpkin patches with Cora.
Leather and Prada and pumpkin guts and cheap strawberry chapstick don't go together.
That's what Lyds thought when she first kissed Cor.
There was something hypnotic in the crisp fall air. It was the only explanation as to why Lyds leaned in on a bale of hale and tasted synthetic sweetness.
She couldn't even remember what Cor was talking about when it happened. Just that her chestnut hair rode the wind while fingerless-gloved hands wrapped leather tighter around her body to stave off the autumn chill. Just that the stars aligned and Cor's typical snarl had morphed into a tiny, ghost of a smile as she brushed Lyds' fingers over orange pumpkin peels.
As Lyds pulled back with the fresh taste of strawberry on her tongue, relishing in the tingle of scratchy lips against her own, she told herself she was right.
Leather and Prada and pumpkin guts and cheap strawberry chapstick definitely don't go together.
But as mocha eyes squinted satisfied delight at her upon parting, a tanned face furrowed with rare happiness—Lyds amended.
Leather and Prada and pumpkin guts and cheap strawberry chapstick don't go together.
But they should.
Lydia Martin and Cora Hale go surprisingly well together.
That's what Beacon Hills thought when it first heard the news of their coupling as kids and subsequent marriage five years after first impressions and three years after first dates and two years into their college degrees.
I had intended to do a round-up post every week, but then life happened. Whoops. Instead, here’s a round-up of all the Kinktober fics I wrote this year:
Day 2: Medical Play | Uniforms | Violet Wand
Capable Hands | Cora/Lydia | ~600 words | Sex & Circuitry ‘verse
Day 6: Alpha/Beta/Omega | Aphrodisiacs | Coming Untouched
Lock & Key, chapter 1 | Peter/girl Stiles | ~5.3k | Hale School ‘verse
Day 8: Bathhouse | Hate Sex | Biting
Lock & Key, chapter 2 | Peter/girl Stiles | ~4.2k | Hale School ‘verse
Day 14: Handfeeding | Nipple Play | Petplay
Lunchtime | Chris/Stiles | ~300 words
Day 16: Phone Sex | Crossdressing | Role Play
1-800-DADDY-INC | Peter/Stiles | ~3k
Day 17: Consensual-Non-Consent/Rape Roleplay | Bloodplay | Bondage
For Better or Worse | Peter/Stiles | ~1.5k
Day 24: Double Penetration | Sex Toys | Incest
Needy | Peter/Cora | ~1.2k
Day 26: Dirty Talk | Dubious Consent | Fucking Machine
Open Up | Chris/Lydia | ~500 w | loose prequel to Bad Daddy Argent series
Day 29: Figging | Impact Play | Rimming
Intentions | Stiles/Deucalion | ~1.2k
I had plans for another fic--which was started, but not done in time--and that may or may not be making an appearance in the coming months. I’m not happy with it right now, so we’ll see what happens. But overall, I think this was a very successful year, and I’m pleased with what I accomplished!
