✨ Feral Tease for Chapters 1–3 ✨
(aka: the “oh no why are my feelings leaking out of my eyeballs” edition)
okay LISTEN…
i wasn’t gonna say anything yet but the brainrot has taken full control so here’s a totally normal, totally chill teaser for the first three chapters of this stupid little fic i’m writing:
💛 chapter one:
Stiles? staring out his window at derek hale pacing in his bedroom like he’s auditioning for a tragic indie film?
also stiles: writing cue cards like a victorian maiden with a crush so intense it should be ILLEGAL
today sucked. derek didn’t. send tweet.
💛 chapter two:
stiles’ room is basically a shrine to poor life decisions, hozier depression playlists, and derek’s old hoodie.
he waves at derek from the window.
derek WAVES BACK.
please collect my soul from the floor.
💛 chapter three:
erica drags derek through the hallway like a glittery emotional hurricane while stiles waves at him like an enthusiastic golden retriever with clinical levels of yearning.
derek tries to wave back.
the tries is what kills me.
stiles muttering “she wears designer skirts; i wear a shirt i’ve slept in for three days” is my roman empire.
i’m not saying this fic is coming soon
but also
i’ve written almost 10k of accidental pining nonsense and i am NOT NORMAL ABOUT IT 👀💛🐺💥
ps. uhhhhhhh so. the first three chapters are actually up on ao3 now.
i may have blacked out and hit “post.”
go scream with me 🫣🔥📇
p.p.s. not to be mysterious or anything but…
you might want to keep tomorrow free 👀⏳
no reason.
definitely not because more chapters are materialising out of my brain like summoned demons.
