#scottallison

[seemebaremyteethforyou]

― Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

[seemebaremyteethforyou]

love and war by Fleurie

[mklutz]

if you're still taking prompts, how about something like an alive!Hales AU where Derek is told to "stay away from that trouble-making sheriff's kid-- no really Derek, you need to think about your future" but he's like "he is my future???" so obvs they have to sneak around or something idk

So I had this idea, started writing, and then went to bed, and by the time I woke up two or three other instances of it appeared on my dash! Clearly some Jungian Unconscious business happening in TW fandom. Not exactly what you asked for, but here it is. In the meantime, I’m still taking prompts. (And working on some I’ve received!)

The Hales knew what the Stilinski boy was the day he was born. In a small town like Beacon Hills it didn’t take long for the gossip to spread: John and Claudia Stilinski’s new born boy had a wolf’s paw print right over his heart. 

"You stay away from the Stilinskis," his mother told him. "We don’t need the Sheriff to find out about us."

No problem. Derek was five and had zero interest in a howling infant. He was more interested in the foreign letters that had appeared on his chest that afternoon.

A decade later his family had burned to death and it was his fault. He’d be doing his soul mate a favour by staying away from them, he figured. Good thing they probably lived somewhere in Europe. Somewhere safe. 

*

Derek doesn’t think about his soul mate for almost twenty years. Not until Derek hauls him and Allison out of the lake, soaking, shivering, and up onto the shore. 

"We have to get them out of those clothes!" Scott pants, kicking the last, bloody scrap of lake monster back where it came from. Good riddance.

Stiles rolls over onto his front and coughs up a bunch of water. “Got—got a change in the Jeep,” he gasps out. Allison heaves for breath beside him.  ”Spares.”

The cold snap had come on suspicious quickly, and Derek suspects now that the lake monster is taken care of it’ll dissipate just as fast.  

He nods at Scott, who pulls Allison to her feet, takes her weight as they start limping back to where they had parked earlier. Derek is a little less gentle with Stiles, but keeps him pulled close against his side, keeps his arm wrapped tight around his shoulders to ward off the chill.

"S-s-so much for sp-sp-spring break," Stiles stutters.  Derek shifts his weight, tucks Stiles in against his chest to free his hands and open the rear window. He’s much better equipped to handle a little cold and wet than Stiles or Allison. For once, Derek didn’t get thrown into the lake, or through a window, or a wall. 

Inside there’s a duffle bag. He hauls it out and unzips it. “Past you was a genius, dude,” Scott grins. There’s more than one change of clothes in there, and Stiles hasn’t quit his habit of wearing way too many layers. There’s more than enough for both he and Allison to have a clean, dry change of clothes.  

Stiles disentangles himself from Derek and rubs weakly at his arms. “Well? Are you going to turn around or what?” He asks, petulant.

Derek rolls his eyes. “Start stripping. This is no time for modesty.” Behind Stiles, Allison is already struggling out of her shirt and handing it to Scott.  

"Maybe I’m shy!" Stiles whines, but follows suit. Both of his shirts are stuck together with water. Derek bends to pull a long-sleeved sweater out of the bag and almost misses it, though as soon as he sees even the curve of the bottom of it he thinks it would be impossible to mistake.

He drops the sweater and reaches out to pull the wet shirts the rest of the way off. “Th-th-thanks, b-b-but are you g-g-going to g-give me a new sh-shirt or just-t-t make m-me feel s-super awkward about this?” 

Stiles’ teeth are chattering. Distantly, Derek knows that’s a good sign but his brain is completely stalled, fixated on the large paw print in bright, electric blue placed possessively over Stiles’ heart.

"D-Derek?" Stiles tries again. When he doesn’t get an answer he twists around to get a look at Scott. "Buddy? Little help?"

Derek doesn’t know or care what Scott does or says. He can’t process. He reaches out and presses his palm to it as Stiles tries to squirm away. “D-dude! That’s p-p-personal!” he whines. That finally gets Derek’s attention. He snaps his eyes back up to meet Stiles; can feel his eyes flare the same electric blue as Stiles’ mark. 

"I know."

*

Eventually, Derek gets his shit together. Helps Stiles struggle into an old pair of sweatpants and then the passenger seat of the Jeep. Scott will drive Allison back to their apartment, he knows. All he can focus on is making sure Stiles is safe, is somewhere the wolf inside him knows inside and out. 

It shouldn’t be a surprise that they wind up at the little house he built out on the preserve.  Stiles knocked out not long into the drive, face pressed to the glass, breathing and heart rate steady as Derek cranked the heat to keep him warm.  He only stirs when Derek cuts the engine.

"This isn’t my dad’s house," he mumbles.  

"I know," Derek says again, and climbs out of the car, makes his way around to open Stiles’ door and help him down. It’s a bit of a drop, and he’d spent years watching Stiles flail his way in and out of the Jeep. He’d grown up and into his long limbs; become less gangly and more lean at College, but that one thing hadn’t changed.  

He keeps an arm around him as he guides Stiles up the front steps and into the house; down the hall and leaves him in the bathroom while he hefts his winter duvet out of the closet and smooths it over top of his lighter, summer duvet.  Keeps an ear out for Stiles to make sure he doesn’t fall asleep standing up.

"Where are you going to sleep?" Stiles asks, stumbling toward the bed. Now that Derek has already seen it, he seems less self-conscious about the mark; strips off his sweater and climbs under the blankets and duvets with a sigh.  

Derek takes his distraction to strip down to his boxer-briefs and slip in under the covers, pulls Stiles, sleepy and pliable, in close. He's clearly too tired to talk about it tonight, not wired the way he is when he knows a threat is still on their shared to-do list. Already his heart rate is slowing into the steady rhythm of sleep. Derek presses his hand to the paw mark again, curls his fingers to match up with the claws.

"Right here," he says quietly. 

Stiles doesn't hear him, not yet. Maybe tomorrow.

[kingbuckley]

"am i gonna regret this?"

"probably"

i know i am

[theroseandthebeast]

perceptions3key replied to your post: ...

Stiles can be Smaug. Like, instead of kicking the dwarves out bc he wanted their gold, he had bad indigestion. And then he TOTALLY ACCIDENTALLY FOR REALS just fell asleep. & then Scott wakes him up & bam! Best friends.

YES

OR

Allison!!!! like, she can't help that she's a dragon, and fire-breathing! it's just who she is! and she's totally sorry about all the stuff with her Aunt Kate, who is definitely the bad apple of the family and totally the type of person to steal a mountain. Allison has very normal goals like raising a family and guarding a small but respectable hoard, okay.

and Scott is like '... how do you feel about hobbit holes?"

"are those anything like caves?"

"sure."

"I love caves!"

and they run away together happiness the end 

ETA - stiles is probably, like, Bofur. Bofur and Bilbo are totally besties, don't try and tell me otherwise

[-wondersmith]

ted → stiles

marshall → scott

lily → allison

robin→ lydia

barney → cora  (i’m giving her actual personality in this, the writers didn’t do it so i’m taking liberty)

and you know isaac and boyd and erica would find a spot too

think about it - scott, stiles and allison being friends forever and scott got together with allison back in college and they are stupidly in love and lost their virginity to each other while stiles slept in the upper bunk with a pillow over his head, and they all live together in this apartment in the middle of new york (or cali, whatever floats your boat)

stiles meets cora in the men’s bathroom of a bar one day because she refuses to accept gender roles, she also wears suits everywhere, makes her ass look great

stiles dates lydia, he tells her he loves her too soon and she is not playing that game but she becomes best friends with allison so it’s really hard to separate herself from the group even when they break up

he has awful luck in romance, danny leaves him at the altar, and it’s not danny’s fault okay it just wasn’t going to work out - stiles learns to let that go

and then, then, the inexplicable happens and lydia and cora sleep together, not only that, they fall in love, and after years of dancing around each other cora finally burns her so called famous play book and proposes to her and then starts the wedding planning, and the weekend at the inn out of the city

and scott and allison have a kid by now and lydia and cora are in love and happy and stiles is glad for everyone he is, but he can’t help feeling a little lost in life, you know?

and then on the train ride to the inn allison meets this stranger with a out of a greaser movie leather jacket that she just knows stiles would get a kick out of, so she takes a picture of him with her iphone and he sees

and it becomes this whole awkward meeting and he explains how he’s on his way to his sister’s wedding and what a coincidence, allison is going to a wedding too

and that kids, is how your aunt allison met your father 

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[theroseandthebeast]

Scott/Allison, Dyson/Bo, Lauren/Bo

Scott/Allison

I don’t know them enough | wtf | why | just NO | tolerable | they’re okay | cute | awww | babies | hot | I will go down with this ship | OTP

PRECIOUS OTP BABIES. the only other acceptable configuration is Scott/Allison/Isaac

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Dyson/Bo

I don’t know them enough | wtf | why | just NO | tolerable | they’re okay | cute | awww | babies | hot | I will go down with this ship | OTP

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Lauren/Bo

I don’t know them enough | wtf | why | just NO | tolerable | they’re okay | cute | awww | babies | hot | I will go down with this ship | OTP

I feel like Lauren is constantly shafted in the narrative when it comes to the whole Dyson/Bo vs. Lauren/Bo thing. IDK, I’m not super INTO either of them. I am here for Bo&Kenzi being bestest bros