#lhaw18

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LAURA HALE & ALLISON ARGENT 

Be  careful  of  the  curse  that  falls  on  young  lovers, Starts  so  soft  and  sweet  and  turns  them  to  hunters.

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Laura Hale Appreciation Week Aesthetics: Day 6 - Complete AU Stephanie Plum AU

Laura Hale is a bounty hunter with attitude. In Laura's opinion, toxic waste, rabid drivers, armed schizophrenics, and August heat, humidity, and hydrocarbons are all part of the great adventure of living in Beacon Hills. Out of work and out of money, with her Camaro repossessed and her refrigerator empty, Laura blackmails her bail bondsman uncle, Peter, into giving her a try as an apprehension agent. Laura will have to sharpen her sleuthing skills, because she's got many a mystery to solve. If she thought her life was complicated before she has no idea what her new life as a bounty hunter is going to bring down on her.

[misfitmonarchy]

for LHAW 2018! 

[anefan]

that girl is a hurricane

“Maybe the killer moved the body,” Stiles said. From what he’d overheard, the police had found plenty of blood and some scraps of clothing, but nobody had seen the dead girl besides those two joggers and Scott. Scott. It was so unfair. It was hard to imagine a murderer creeping around in the weak winter sun, but it sent a shivery feeling up Stiles’s spine to the hair on the back of his neck.

“If he did, I hope he left my inhaler,” Scott grumbled. “Those things are like eighty bucks.”

Stiles scoffed. Of course Scott would be more concerned with his mom being pissed than an actual, literal murder mystery. He glanced around as the shivery feeling intensified.

Two dark figures stood not twenty feet away.

Stiles slapped Scott’s shoulder to get his attention and stepped back, nervously fiddling with the neckline of his hoodie. It was a boy and a girl—a man and a woman, he corrected himself—black leather jackets and dark jeans stark against the muted brown of the woods. Biker gang, was his first thought, but no, wait. How are they even hotter than I remember, was the second. Behind his stubble and her eyeliner, he knew them.

“Hey kids! Did either of you lose an inhaler?” Laura fucking Hale’s cheery voice rang out through the trees and she started ambling toward them, her brother trailing like a leashed raincloud.

“Oh, my god,” Stiles whispered.

Scott wasn’t any help. His face was an adorable scrunch of confusion as he looked back and forth between Stiles and the Hales. “Um. Yes? I did? Have you—”

Derek radiated annoyance as he casually tossed Scott something from his pocket. Scott stared at his inhaler in shock, after catching it easily, which Stiles thought might be more surprising. Leaves crunched right in front of him and Laura was suddenly right there, looking him up and down appraisingly.

“Ho-ly cow, is that you, baby Stilinski? Shit, you got tall. Good thing you’re still rocking the buzz, or I wouldn’t have recognized you.” She reached up to scrub a hand through his hair—she had to reach up—and he tilted his head toward her in a daze, eyes itchy, throat tight as he swallowed.

“Laura,” Derek huffed, voice a little deeper, but still soft like Stiles remembered.

“I’m just saying hi,” she reproached. Stiles had to close his eyes as Laura rubbed his hair the wrong way and smoothed it back down, an echo from another life.

“Hey, Laura,” Stiles croaked. “What—” He didn’t know how to finish the question. It felt like all the things he could say were getting tangled in a knot between his lungs and his mouth.

Luckily, she didn’t press. With one last reassuring pat, she turned to Scott. “Hey there, you must be new! I’m Laura, and this is my brother Derek.” She stuck out her hand in greeting.

Scott accepted it suspiciously. “I’m Scott,” he said. “Stiles never mentioned—”

“Oh, I’m sure; all the stories would be embarrassing. I’ve known Stiles since he was in diapers,” she said breezily. She leaned in conspiratorially, keeping hold of Scott’s hand. “Well, since he was supposed to be in diapers. Let me tell you, as a toddler, he—”

“Laura,” Stiles finally strangled out.

“Okay, okay!” She laughed and stepped back. “Hey, let’s go grab a burger, catch up a little. Does that sound good? There’s no way you guys are supposed to be out here; Stiles, your dad would flip.”

Oh, god. “Don’t tell him! Seriously, Laura, I’m already in trouble.”

“For being out here last night?”

Scott and Stiles tried to protest.

“How—”

“We weren’t—”

Laura cut them off with a significant look at Scott’s inhaler.

“Damn it, Laura,” Stiles groaned.

“I won’t say a word,” she promised, “If you catch me up on all the goss. Starting with everything you saw last night.”

She linked her arms with Scott and Stiles and started walking them back the way they’d come, toward Stiles’s jeep, Derek a silent shadow behind them. It must have been a trick of the light, but Stiles could’ve sworn he saw her green eyes flash yellow.

[whispering-sumire755]

Dearest Lydia, You taste like meadowsweet and sunshine, press the flowers I braid into your fiery hair between the pages of your books to remember me by.

Dearest Lydia, Your intellect is summ'ry, divine, an ancient Goddess with a volcanic flare, and lips like a shattered glass of wine. Oh, lover, how you enchant me so clearly, how I hope your petals never tear.

Dearest Lydia, I do find myself afraid, sometimes of your fear, your ice, your cold, your closed-up, closed-off, scared. You're a wintery woman who found a way to be kind, and all I am, now, I find, is my love for you, dearest Lydia, angel, mine.

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For @laurahale-appreciation and @teenwolfdrabbles​!  This was Laura Hale Appreciation Week, and unfortunately I had a dog recovering from major surgery and wasn’t up for writing much.  But since Teen Wolf Drabbles theme today was cars, I figured writing about Laura and the Camaro could work!

Also on AO3.

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The Camaro was one of the only things Laura had left of her family.  She remembered so well the day her parents had taken her to get a new car as a combination graduation present and good job with alpha training present.  She’d still had far to go at that point.

Even though she was currently the alpha, she still had so far to go.

Every day, she went to where the Camaro was parked while she and Derek lived in New York City and wished for her mother’s guidance.  But all she had to go by was her memories.

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Laura Hale Appreciation Week Aesthetics: Day 6 - Complete AU

Laura, Cora, and Malia go on a much needed girls trip

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Laura Hale Appreciation Week Aesthetics: Day 1 - Laura Didn’t Die (Season 3)