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violetfairydust · 7 months
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Countdown to Halloween
#22
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“Are you really going to kill me off?” Derek crossed his arms. “I can’t believe this.”
“After everything he’s been through?” Stiles went on. He crossed his arms as well and stood next to his husband with a matching expression of disbelief. “Why can’t it be Isaac?”
Isaac spun around in the kitchen to send a glare at Stiles. He gave him a sarcastic smirk before he reached for the handle on the refrigerator. “Didn’t I go through enough in my life?”
“Did you lose most of your family?”
“I lost my entire family.”
Stiles scoffed under his breath. “You’re not Derek.”
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aurevell · 2 years
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My fic for day 6 of @hale-o-ween, for the theme "Harvest Festival." I always start craving monster stories around Halloween, and this write-in prompt reminded me how much I love the "let's throw a human sacrifice into the woods to die" trope :)
The Third Sacrifice: a Sterek horror AU
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Stiles can see the writing on the wall. Everyone knows the Stilinskis are cursed, or magic, or both. He knows he’ll be picked as the third sacrifice—the one that dies for the sake of the harvest. But he doesn’t intend to let some ancient god rip his heart out, not if magic can help it. If only Derek, his estranged best friend, would stop hounding him about his plans to escape.
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notatotalpsycho · 2 years
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Day 1: Campfire Stories for Hale-o-ween! I put a bit of a spin on it, and went with a we’re the ones they tell stories about kind of vibe.
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(Just realised I forgot to tag @hale-o-ween when I posted! 🤦‍♀️)
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hale-o-ween · 2 years
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AO3 collection is up!!!
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Prepare yourself!!!
(Please also check out the sun collection of this one as I’d forgotten I had pre-made a collection ages ago and some fics got posted there. My apologies for any confusion!)
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Day 3: Back to School — Innocence is Bliss
Thanks for the amazing prompts @hale-o-ween​​​​!
Derek Hale has been teaching fourth graders for about seven years now—six of which he's spent pining for one of the other fourth grade teachers. Not Ms. Blake, no, she had creepily tried getting Derek into her bed instead of a movie theater like he imagined when he heard the word "date."
No, Derek liked Mr. Stilinski—Mr. S as the kids called him. And no, not the town's Sheriff Mr. Noah Stilinski, but Stiles Stilinski, local menace and teasing master.
On a daily basis, Stiles managed to mold the minds of tomorrow using unorthodox methods, stain some part of his outfit at least once before the end of the school day, and hypnotize Derek even further with quick quips and liquid-amber eyes.
It took a special group of eight- and nine-year-old children for buried infatuations to come to light.
It started off with a seemingly-innocent question from one of Derek's wards during recess.
Isaac Lahey tended to not get along with the other kids—especially that Whittmore boy, he was a particularly nasty one—so the curly-haired cherub usually spent allotted recess time talking to Derek. Sometimes, when Stiles wasn't busy, he would join the two in riveting conversation by the picnic tables.
It was one day like so in early October when Isaac looked up with bright blue eyes and asked innocently, "Are you and Mr. S dating?"
Derek felt his neck grow hot as he gaped at the young boy. He didn't know how to answer, but Stiles apparently did. Without missing a beat the flirt shook his head and replied, "Nope. Mr. Hale hasn't asked me out yet."
Isaac turned accusingly towards him, affronted, and demanded, "Why not?"
"Yeah," Stiles chuckled, amber eyes twinkling with mischief, "why not?"
The teacher floundered for a response. The best he could manage was, "Rejection feels terrible."
Tiny sapphire irises flickered between the two, Isaac's math homework laying abandoned on gray plastic. "He wouldn't reject you," the boy claimed.
Stiles nodded seriously, confirming, "I wouldn't reject you."
Derek glared at the other adult. Stiles certainly wasn't helping the conversation by repeating everything Isaac thought of as easy as breathing.
Fiddling with a stray eraser, Derek stared at splintered wood, mumbled, "How was I supposed to know that."
Stiles snorted. "Dude," he huffed, "you have a major advantage in the 'knowing things' department."
As if to prove his point, Stiles flicked his hands up to his crown and made his fingers dip once in a synchronized wave, face scrunched in a mock-growl.
Derek's confusion shifted to bewilderment as he understood that Stiles understood. Mystified, the werewolf started, "How did you..."
"You aren't exactly subtle," Stiles smirked, crossing his arms as he raised a brow to the child beside them.
Isaac nodded knowingly, "Ms. Argent's bunny hates you."
With Derek's brain still fried from the knowledge that his unrequited crush A) wouldn't physically crush him and B) wasn't so unrequited—Stiles had to take matters into his own hands.
Quite literally.
"So," he smiled, cupping Derek's hand on the table gently, fiddling with his pinky, "how about that date?"
The werewolf nodded, wordless excitement bubbling to the surface. Derek properly intertwined their fingers and brushed their ankles together. "That sounds amazing," he smiled back.
Isaac smiled wider until his grin matched his teachers' in vibrancy. "Now are you and Mr. S dating?"
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lucky-bishop · 2 years
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The Echo House Haunt
Mature | No Pairing | 4,704 words | 1/1 chapters
Stiles absolutely loves Halloween attractions, and interactive haunted houses or 'haunts' are his favorite. It's still weird that someone decided to do it at Eichen House, though.
For @hale-o-ween day 4, haunted house! Check the starting note for a bit of explanation/warning, and enjoy! Happy Halloween!
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midmorning-bomb · 1 year
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Day Seven | Trick or Treat
There’s a story about a family in the preserve. There’s a story about monsters in the forest. There’s a story about the woods around Beacon Hills, better stay home on Hallowe’en if you’re wicked.
@hale-o-ween
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tarvera · 2 years
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Hale O Ween Day 3 - Back to School
Peter's plans get more complicated and Stiles grows worried about the end game. If only these henchwolves Peter has weren't so obnoxiously competent and he might be able to do something about all this.
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the-0ther-boy · 2 years
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Day 6 | Harvest Festival
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The harvest festival begins and Peter goes into the forest to places his offerings at the shrine to the god of the harvest. He hadn't expected to see the God personally and that he looked so good.
@hale-o-ween
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ao3feed-peterstiles · 2 years
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The thing with the pumpkin patch and "the other side"
Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42653487
by The_other_boy
The brunette boy stops in front of the large pumpkin patch, just two more steps and he would have set foot in the field for the first time. There are at least 100 different things racing through his head that he could do in the time he was standing out here. Sometimes he wondered if his mother was right, and his grandmother was just telling him stupid stories. The lanky boy took a breath to collect himself, he had come out here to find out just that. Did his grandmother just have a wild imagination? Was everything she told him true? Or would he be caught by the people who lived at the farm before he could find out?
This story is a contribution to the second day of the Haleoween week: Pumpkin Patch.
Words: 1498, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Hale-o-ween week 2022
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski's Grandmother, Claudia Stilinski, Peter Hale
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Peter Hale & Stiles Stilinski, Claudia Stilinski & Stiles Stilinski
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Were-Creatures life on the other side, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Young Peter Hale, Good Peter Hale, Alternate Universe - Magic, Pumpkins, Scarecrow - Freeform
Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42653487
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illbeintheend · 2 years
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Beacon Hills Unsolved
😂😂😂 So this one is for Hale-o-ween this year and will be a series of episodes written like the reader is watching a YouTube series following Sciles roadtripping across the country spoofing off the dudes from BuzzFeed Unsolved. Scott will be pretending to be the skeptic, and Stiles will be the dude who wants to believe, and Scott will keep doing supernatural shit 'on accident'. But Sciles will completely ignore it in favor of chasing "Mothman" or whatever. The supernatural creature actually featured in the episode will never show up, but Scott will like, casually push a car out of the way. Peter has been roped into being the camera man, and he keeps up a running snarky commentary even though he's not supposed to say anything. He just can't help himself with these two idiots.
If it works out how I want it to, there will be an episode a day all Hale-o-ween, relating to the day's theme in some way. I'm trying to work out how to fit in a comments section where the viewership slowly devolves into warring shippers and conspiracy theorists.
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violetfairydust · 7 months
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Countdown to Halloween
#21
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They sat at the table and Stiles recounted the evening’s events. Derek was focused on Stiles too much to eat. His waffles were getting soggy with syrup. Stiles was getting to the end and Derek still hadn’t eaten. He shook his head.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“What? So you could feel it too?”
“So you wouldn’t feel it alone.”
“I didn’t think it was worth it.”
“If you started praying, you had to have been terrified. I’ve never heard you pray.”
“It wasn’t really praying, I was talking to my mom. I was hoping she would protect me.”
“And she did. If that happens again, wake me up.”
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Hale-O-Ween
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50572186 by Warlock_Nerd 31 Halloween Prompts + The Hales and their family. So enjoy! (Need to read the first two of the series to fully understand :3) Words: 3537, Chapters: 4/31, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Finding Aurelia Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Original Stilinski Character(s) (Teen Wolf), Original Children of Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski, Original Children of Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Adopts Isaac Lahey, Adopted Children, Original Character(s), Sheriff Stilinski's Name is John (Teen Wolf), Family, Family Fluff, Family Feels, Family Bonding, Pack, Pack Dynamics, Pack Feels, Pack Mom Stiles Stilinski, Pack Dad Derek Hale, Married Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Past Mpreg, Post Mpreg, Halloween, Halloween Challenge, 31 Days Of Halloween, oneshots, Kinda, Domestic Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Love, Babies, Feminization, Feminine Stiles Stilinski read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50572186
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notatotalpsycho · 2 years
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@hale-o-ween Day 3: Back To School
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AU with them all together in high school.
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hale-o-ween · 2 years
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Yo! What’s up? Almost October! Anyone got some good fics in the works?
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Day 2: Pumpkin Patch — Pumpkin to Talk About
Thanks for the amazing prompts @hale-o-ween​​​! Banners by @justlgbtthings​​​.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
Stranger things have happened, they'd say.
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